Guiding Light Transcript Tuesday 7/16/02
From
Suzanne
Proofread By Tanya
Blake: I realize that Rick Bauer’s in critical condition, but can you tell me if he's going to be receiving a donor heart anytime soon? No, I know you can't tell me that for sure. (Doorbell rings) Could you tell him that Blake is thinking of him and that she sends her love. Thank you. All right. Bye.
Holly: Did you hear?
Blake: I just talked to a nurse at Cedars and she said that Rick needs a heart right now.
Holly: I know, I was just at the hospital with Ed.
Blake: Oh, Ed must be devastated.
Holly: He's trying to be strong. It's just damn difficult.
Blake: Maybe you should go back and be with him. You should stay with him.
Holly: I thought you needed me more.
Blake: I'm fine.
Holly: You're fine? Tory tried to kill you and Ross and you're fine?
Blake: But she didn't, did she? And she's locked up right now. We can... It's fine. We have nothing to worry about.
Holly: Okay. Well, I see you're redecorating.
Blake: Well, yeah. I actually was hoping to get more done before the kids got back from Montana, but Ross is picking them up at the airport right now.
Holly: Yeah. Get rid of every trace of Tory.
Blake: This is not about Tory. She has nothing to do with this.
Holly: Oh, I see, so you are about to completely redecorate your house that just happens to contain all these memories of this woman who seduced your husband and nearly killed you both. Maybe... Maybe you're not addressing the real problem.
Blake: Which is?
Holly: Why she was able to get-- to nearly destroy-- you and Ross in the first place.
Ben: Hey, listen, man, I'm sorry about this, but I'm going to have to ask you...
Remy: What station do you want me at, Ben?
Ben: Remy, you didn't have to come in today, man. I told you I would get somebody to cover your shift.
Remy: I appreciate that, man, but there's nothing I can do for Mel at the hospital, and if I can't save Rick’s life then at least I can keep the swimmers here safe.
Ben: All right, all right. Station three.
Remy: Thanks.
Ben: Sure.
Remy: Whoa.
Ben: Whoa.
Marina: Yo, boss. So I show up at the kiddy pool. Some moron tells me I am working at the concession stand.
Ben: Yeah. Yeah, I decided maybe putting you with little kids wasn't such a great idea after all.
Marina: Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm. Ben Reade, I bought this hot new bikini for the job.
Ben: All right. Well, it looks very nice, but you're still working the concession stand. You got it?
Marina: Can I still wear the bikini? Please? Because the kiddy pool flunky told me I had to wear this big dorky t-shirt. All right, come on, which one do you like better? Do you like the big ratty t- shirt or do you like the hot new bikini?
Marah: Okay, bad idea.
Shayne: Why is this a bad idea? Look, there's sunshine, sand, surf and... Everything you can ask for. Maybe... Maybe not surf, but we don't have surfboards, so it doesn't matter. This stuff is heavy. I'm going to pitch camp right here.
Marah: Tammy, you know what? We are armed with three cell phones in case one of your parents calls or my parents, about your dad, okay?
Tammy: I know. Thanks, Marah. I just wish...
Marah: What?
Tammy: I could feel more useful. To mom, you know? She's so worried about dad. What if he doesn't get better?
Marah: Well, you'll just have to take it one day at a time. You know, I can go get R.J. and Will from the daycare center if you want me to.
Tammy: Thanks. I think they're happier where they are.
Shayne: Look, guys, I just had a brilliant idea. How about we build some kind of big sand castle for Lizzie before she gets here?
Tammy: No offense, Shayne, that's for five-year-olds.
Marah: Which is about his mental age.
Shayne: Hey!
Marah: What? I have a much better idea. Why don't we bury Shayne in the sand?
Shayne: Uh-huh. Thanks a lot, big sister.
Marina: If you pick the bikini, I bet you're going to be selling a lot more hotdogs and pretzels and stuff.
Remy: No doubt about that.
Marina: Hey, Ben, do you agree?
Ben: Uh, yeah.
Marina: Yeah? Yeah? Yeah to the bikini?
Ben: Sure, whatever.
Marina: Yeah?
Ben: Whatever, okay? Listen, I'm going to tell Linda that you're here and that she doesn't have to work a double, okay?
Remy: Okay, thanks. Ooh.
Marina: Okay, that was really rude.
Remy: I don't think Ben’s available, marina-- especially not to you.
Marina: Oh, not to me? Well, this summer has just begun. And so have I.
Olivia: "Lonesome for you in the lone star state."
Alan: Someone send you a postcard?
Olivia: No, it's not for me. It's for Phillip. It's from Beth. She's apparently missing him very much.
Alan: Is that why you haven't accepted my proposal? Because you're too busy competing with Beth?
(Country music) (crowd noise)
Beth: Is something wrong?
Bartender: I know you. I mean, your hair's a different color and your accent's gone. But unless you got a twin...
Beth: No, no. Hi, I'm Beth Raines.
Bartender: No, no, that's not right.
Beth: Um, you... You might know me as Lorelei.
Bartender: Lorelei! Lorelei Hills from Albemarle, Virginia. Well, welcome back, girl.
Beth: So, I was here? Did I spend a lot of time here?
Bartender: A lot, yeah, but not for long. You sure knew how to make an impression, though.
Bill: Yeah, she sure does.
Beth: Bill?
Bill: Small world, huh?
Beth: Is it?
Bill: Would you believe I’m here on Lewis Oil business?
Beth: Who told you that I was here?
Bill: Well, maybe I just knew.
Beth: Are you really here on business?
Bill: In Texas, yes. Here, no. This is strictly pleasure.
Beth: Okay, okay. I think I know what's going on here. You're here because you're worried about me, but contrary to popular belief, I can take care of myself.
Bill: Well, that's good, because that's not why I’m here.
Beth: Good. Then... Good.
Bill: Yeah, I’ll leave the knight in shining armor bit to the other guys. Like good old Phillip.
Beth: All right. All right, smart guy, then why are you here?
Bill: What do you mean? This is where I hang out when I’m in this part of Texas.
Beth: This is where you hung out with Lorelei.
Bill: Lorelei, she's gone. But you're here.
Beth: Yeah, I have been all over Texas trying to reconnect with Lorelei, but there has been nothing until I got here. And actually the bartender remembers me. I mean her. Remembers her.
Bill: Now, do you remember anything?
Beth: This place seems familiar, but that's it, so far. Nothing else.
Bill: Well, maybe this'll help. (Country music playing)
Beth: There's no dance floor.
Bill: Never stopped us before.
Olivia: That's what you think? I'm competing with Beth? For what? Phillip?
Alan: I can't help thinking, Olivia, that my son is the reason you haven't accepted my marriage proposal.
Olivia: Don't question my loyalty until you examine your own.
Alan: What do you mean by that?
Olivia: You want to know why I haven't rushed down the aisle with you, Alan? Maybe it's because you pull me close one minute and push me away the next-- like putting Cassie Winslow’s interests over mine.
Alan: Oh, come on, Olivia. You're still not upset about that little affair.
Olivia: That little affair cost me ownership of the Beacon. Why? Why did you have to do that to me? Why did you have to give her the money for the insurance?
Alan: You know why I did that.
Olivia: You know, despite all your talk about wanting me to succeed, I don't... I don't know. I think you just want me tied to you financially for the rest of my life, Alan.
Alan: That's not true. That's not true at all. Now, tell me, do we or don't we announce our engagement?
Olivia: What's the rush? What else do you need from me?
Alan: Olivia, you don't get it, do you? You don't get that I do need you. I do want you. Listen to me. I want all of you. I want your heart, your soul, and your body.
Phillip: Oh. Sorry to interrupt.
Alan: Then don’t.
Phillip: I need Bob Jacobs' number.
Alan: It's in the book on the desk.
Olivia: Did you talk to your attorney about Zach?
Phillip: Yeah, he's making arrangements for him to stay here permanently.
Olivia: What if Harley insists on a custody hearing.
Alan: It won't matter. The moment that the judge sees Gus Aitoro’s juvenile record, there's not a chance that Harley will get Zach back. Now, if you two will excuse me, I need to go make a few phone calls. But I do want to remind you: The sunset clause.
Olivia: Yeah.
Phillip: What is he talking about?
Olivia: Oh, your daddy gave me 48 hours to respond to his marriage proposal.
Phillip: My father proposed to you?
Olivia: Yeah. You don't have a problem with that, do you?
Remy: Whatever you think you're going to do to get to Ben, don't even go there. You're way too young, and anyway, he's still got a thing for Marah. And can you blame him?
Marina: Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no. Please do not tell me that you have a thing for her, too.
Remy: She's cute. But she's not my type.
Marina: Well, please enlighten me. Why isn't she your type? Because she seems to be everybody else's type.
Remy: Marah's a friend. I was her RA at school last year.
Marina: Can you just tell me what it is about her that has all these guys, like, drooling over her?
Remy: Well, for one thing she's nice, genuinely nice.
Marina: Oh, please. (Laughs) I think I'm going to be sick.
Marah: Hey, there's Lizzie. Let's go meet her, yeah? (Cell phone rings)
Shayne: Hello?
Tammy: If it's about my dad, I want to know.
Shayne: Yeah, sure. Yeah, just hold on a second, please. Look, it's one of my lacrosse buddies, I need to take this. But go on, I’ll catch up with you in a little bit, okay.
Marah: Okay, yeah. I'm just going to grab some sodas real quick, and then I’ll meet up with you, okay?
Shayne: Yeah, Dad, I'm still here. So what's going on with Uncle Richard? When was this? How's Aunt Cassie doing?
Blake: I'm not ignoring what Tory did to me and Ross. I know that's something that's wrong. I mean, Ross was unhappy, and he was going through some sort of crisis, and I didn't see it. But I'm never going to be that blind again.
Holly: That's good. But this was not your fault.
Blake: And I'm not saying it was. Mom, Ross and I love each other, and we're starting over.
Holly: Seems to me like you're painting over.
Blake: Yeah, I guess you're right, Tory has infected this house.
Holly: So sell it. Don't redecorate this place, start over in a new one.
Blake: Oh.
Kevin: Did you miss us?
Blake: Oh, I missed you so much. Oh, let me see you.
Jason: Hey, we rode horses and saw real Indians. Uncle Justin let us camp outside.
Kevin: It was really cool, but we missed you.
Blake: Oh, well, I missed you, too. I missed everybody. Get over here, you.
Shayne: Yeah, Dad, I understand. Look, I can absolutely handle this. It was just so soon. Just please give my condolences to Aunt Cassie. I absolutely will, yes.
Marah: Is it Richard... Is he? Oh, no.
Shayne: Dad told me to have us not tell Tammy and the boys and to wait for Aunt Cassie to get here to.
Marah: Richard's dead, I just don't want to believe it. What... If Tammy sees us like this, she's going to know.
Shayne: I don't even know if I can hold it in. It's there.
Marah: Yes, you have to. You have to, okay. We have to be strong for Aunt Cassie and for Tammy, okay. Can you do that for me, please? (Shayne sobbing)
Marina: Hey, I need the keys to get in the cash register.
Ben: Yeah, yeah.
Marina: Hello, Ben.
Ben: What?
Marina: Ben.
Ben: What, Marina? What?
Marina: Look, you've got to get over her. I mean, she has, like, zero interest in you.
Ben: It's not that, okay. I think something's going on with her.
Marina: Something's always going on with her. She's like the queen of drama queens.
Ben: Look who's talking.
Marina: Okay. If I’ve ever done anything that you deem to be slightly over the top it's because I was trying to help my family.
Ben: Oh, okay, I get it. You were just being altruistic.
Marina: Oh, like you're so noble. I mean, at least I didn't bet anyone that I could sleep with her.
Ben: You know about the bet?
Marina: Oh, come on, half of your frat brothers did nothing but hang about in Company. It's practically all they talked about.
Ben: Great. That's great.
Marina: How much money did you lose anyway for not sleeping with...
Ben: That's none of your business, Marina.
Marina: Yeah, well. Better luck next time, huh.
Phillip: Oh, no, you want to marry my father, by all means, please, be my guest. I just... I'm surprised that's all. I didn't realize he was interested in getting married again so soon. You must mean very much to him.
Olivia: Maybe, I don't know.
Phillip: You don't sound terribly enthused about him, what did you tell him?
Olivia: I'd think it over.
Phillip: Is that what you told him?
Olivia: Yeah.
Phillip: Good for you. Oh, I'm sure he'll love that. How long you plan on keeping him waiting?
Olivia: I don't know, till I’ve had enough fun. Look, I'm just going to grab my mail and get out of here. This came for you.
Phillip: Oh, it's from Beth.
Olivia: How's Beth?
Phillip: Lonesome in the lone star state.
Olivia: I meant to tell you that Bill Lewis came by the other day, and when he heard that Beth was in Texas, he just took off pretty quickly. My guess is he went to meet her there.
(Country music playing)
Beth: I can't do this.
Bill: Beth.
Beth: Yes, that's it, exactly. Because I am... I am Beth. I'm not Lorelei.
Bill: Right, and you're involved with Phillip.
Beth: Bill, I need you to be straight with me. You keep saying that we were just friends.
Bill: And we were friends.
Beth: Friends don't try to kiss other friends like we just did.
Bill: I guess I just got caught up in the moment.
Beth: Is that the way that you and Lorelei danced?
Bill: Come on now, you don't remember?
Beth: What other things did you do as friends?
Bill: Well, we went horseback riding, skinny dipping.
Beth: Skinny dipping?
Bill: Yeah, skinny dipping, except that was a one-time thing. And to be honest with you, I think I liked the horseback riding a little bit more.
Beth: Good, good, I’m glad to hear that. Good.
Bill: You know, we could do that again-- the horseback riding. Go out in the desert. You used to love that.
Beth: Seems like you two spent a lot of time together.
Bill: Couldn't have been more than a week, but I’ll tell you from the first night we met, I think we spent every minute together.
Beth: Maybe, maybe I'm over- thinking things, but it seems like we were a lot more than friends, but you keep insisting that that's all it was.
Bill: Yup. You know it's funny, the very thought that you and I were close just completely flusters you. Why is that?
Beth: Good question. Good question. You answer mine, and I’ll answer yours.
Bill: All right. I think we're going to have to settle this the way we used to settle all our fights.
Phillip: Wait a minute, did you say Bill Lewis is in Texas?
Olivia: You know what? Look, he mentioned something about Lewis Oil business. That's probably why he's down there, and it's probably just a coincidence that Beth is down there, too, so.
Phillip: Well, it's a big state.
Olivia: Look, I can understand why you would be jealous of Bill.
Phillip: Jealous? I think you're getting carried away here.
Olivia: All right, sorry. It's just that it's strange that Bill knew Beth as Lorelei and then he followed her to Texas.
Phillip: You don't know that he followed her to Texas. Just like you're... You know what? Look, Beth and I have had our problems, all right? That's been well documented, but that's in the past. We put all that behind us, and we are actually better for it. We're stronger now...
Olivia: Really? Why were you so grateful that I got rid of the diary?
Phillip: Well, because it was confusing her. Nothing in that diary is relevant to our life today.
Olivia: Of course not.
Phillip: You know what? Beth is back, and Lorelei is gone, and that's really all I care about.
Alan: Well, while you were preoccupied with my son, I’ve been taking your phone messages. Seems like you've got a call from Michael Masterson.
Olivia: Really? What's the message?
Alan: Seems to think my private line is your private line.
Olivia: I'm sure you set him straight. What did he want?
Alan: A better question is, Olivia, what do you want with him?
Olivia: Are you jealous?
Alan: Don't be ridiculous. You know how I feel about him. But if he is going to call you at my home, I want to know why.
Olivia: I already told you, he's considering doing a piece on the Beacon.
Alan: When are you going to learn that I can see right through your lies.
Jason: Mom, what happened to the bathroom?
Ross: It does look like a hurricane hit it. We had a bit of a problem with the pipe.
Kevin: Cool, did it explode?
Ross: Yes, Kevin, something like that.
Jason: Awesome. Come on, Kev, let's go.
Blake: Well, I'm glad somebody appreciates the mess that Tory made.
Holly: Maybe I should take the kids for awhile. You think they'd like to go to the beach?
Ross: Oh, oh, yeah. I think you're going to have to promise them ice cream to get them off the beach, though.
Holly: Oh, let me see if I can work my magic.
Ross: Thank you. Are you all right, honey?
Blake: You promise me that the kids never find out what happened with Tory, okay? Oh, Ross, I don't want to give them our nightmares.
Ross: I promise, I promise. I wish there was something I could do to take away your nightmares.
Blake: Well, maybe you can. What would you say to selling this house? Getting something new? Something with no memories of Tory Granger.
Ben: So let me see if I understand this correctly, okay. You're still in high school, right? Your dad and aunt are both policeman and you think I should go out with you. Are you familiar with the term "17 will get you 20"? No thanks.
Marina: All right. I promise I'm not going to sue you for sexual harassment should something go wrong, okay?
Ben: Marina, has anybody ever told you, you are way too shy.
Marina: Yes, all the time, and that is why I'm overcompensated.
Ben: Oh, what's this I see? Oh, it looks like trash. Yeah, I think it is. And you have work to do, so why don't you do it.
Lizzie: You think Ben is, like, really falling for her? She's so obvious.
Tammy: I think Ben knows that.
Shayne: Hey, Tammy, hey, Lizzie. I brought you guys some food, thought you might be hungry.
Lizzie: Thanks, Shayne. This is really cool of you.
Shayne: Yeah, I’m going to go check on Will and R.J. and see if they need anything. I'll probably come back.
Tammy: Thanks. I could go with you.
Shayne: No, just please stay here and hang out with Lizzie, have a good time, okay?
Marina: Hey, so it's pretty cool of Shayne to be baby-sitting you guys, huh?
Lizzie: Shayne is my friend, not my baby-sitter.
Marina: Okay, whatever.
Lizzie: Hey, Marina, Tammy and I need some ketchup and mustard.
Marina: Oh, yeah, there's some over at the concession station.
Lizzie: I know, but you work here, right? So get them for us, please.
Ben: Hey.
Marah: Hey.
Ben: I thought you might need a soda, but it looks like you're way ahead of me.
Marah: Yeah, thank you.
Ben: Let me help you.
Marah: I got it. That's okay, thanks.
Ben: You're still upset with me.
Marah: Over the bet? Ben, I told you I forgave you.
Ben: Did you mean it?
Marah: You know what, this isn't really a good time.
Ben: Yeah, yeah, okay. I'm sorry I bothered you.
Marah: Ben, look, the bet really doesn't matter, and that's the truth.
Ben: It matters, Marah. It was stupid and hurtful, and if I could back and undo it, I would.
Marah: Yeah, well, you can’t. I've done a lot of stupid and hurtful things myself, but in the big picture, what does it all matter, right?
Ben: Would you have forgiven Tony?
Marah: Ben, why does everything have to be about Tony?
Ben: I'm sorry, I’m just going to let you go, okay?
Marah: No. Look, I'm sorry. It's not you, okay? It's just my Uncle Richard just died. It's just been such a tough year, you know, and I keep wondering when it's going to get better.
Olivia: Look, I was looking out for my own interest. Isn't that what attracted you to me in the first place?
Alan: Among other things.
Olivia: Can we please stop talking about all this business and all this marriage stuff for awhile? Why don't you come get in the hot tub with me?
Alan: Why don't you give me an answer to my proposal?
Olivia: I don't know.
Alan: Think about it, Olivia. All of your dreams can come true. We can rule the world.
Olivia: Yeah, I know. It's just...I don't know if I want to rule the world, Alan.
Alan: Now, don't tell me you're one of those females who likes fresh flowers every day, who wants to be pampered, treated like a queen. You're not like Beth, are you? You don't need those trappings of love. Or do you?
Olivia: You know what? Maybe you need to figure that out.
Ben: I'm so sorry about your uncle, Marah.
Marah: Shayne and I are watching our cousins until Aunt Cassie can come and tell them, so will you not say anything to Tammy, please.
Ben: Of course not.
Marah: That's why I couldn't really talk to you about you and Tony. You know, that's all that I used to think about, and now it really seems like it hardly even matters.
Ben: Marah, don't ever think what you feel doesn't matter, okay, because it does.
Marah: Yeah, but it doesn't change anything. Catalina is dead, my Uncle Richard is dead, and it makes me realize that I’m not going to live forever, and my life needs to be worth something.
Ben: I know how you feel. Sometimes I think about who I am and what I’m doing with myself, and I know I want more, but I don't know how to get it. Do I become a reporter like my dad, become a real teacher and maybe work with kids like my sister and Meg? I fought doing those things for so long, but lately I can't remember why I was fighting.
Marah: You're a good guy, Ben. You really are, and I hope that you figure out what you want and you go after it and get it.
Ben: I hope the same thing for you, Marah.
Blake: This is where I fell after Tory shot me. This is the spot. Our sons are upstairs in the bathroom playing, you know, in the bathroom where Tory tried to drown you. Everywhere I go, there's these ghosts, Ross, and I think it's unbearable to live here.
Ross: And you're right. I mean, it's just a house. My home is wherever you and the kids are, even if that's a tent in the woods.
Blake: (Laughs) That's a little extreme, but thank you.
Ross: Why don't you look at some real estate ads.
Blake: Okay. You bet.
Ross: I know some brokers you could work with. What's the matter?
Blake: It's quiet.
Ross: Holly took the kids to the beach.
Blake: No, no Tory. We don't have that fear that she's going to pop up any minute. I mean, it's like we can breath again.
Ross: Hard to believe, isn't it?
Blake: What do we talk about now, Ross?
Ross: I think that we need to talk about us and where we're going.
Blake: Where are we going from here?
Ross: I frankly don't know. I just wish this had never happened.
Blake: But it did. How did we get so vulnerable to Tory? What is it that I didn't give you that you thought you could get from her? Ross, we have to figure out what went wrong so it won't happen again.
Ross: Oh, it won’t.
Blake: I want to make sure.
Ross: Yes, I suppose we could find a counselor. I'm sure Felicia could recommend a couple.
Blake: I'm sure she could.
Ross: You know something? If Felicia were here right now, she'd be telling us that we're suffering from Hansel and Gretel syndrome, in that we escaped the witch, got rid of the danger, but can't seem to find our way home anymore.
Blake: So what do we do?
Ross: Follow the bread crumbs, I guess. But we just keep walking, we just keep going and we never stop until we get back to where we belong.
Blake: (Sighs)
Doctor: We finished your evaluations, Ms. Granger. You'll be transferred to another hospital. We'll be able to treat you full time there.
Tory: You mean a psychiatric hospital, with all the rest of the whackos like me.
Doctor: It's not as bad as it sounds.
Tory: Well, I think that if you continue to treat me there, Dr. Pembrook, I'll be able to get through it. You know, I've always really admired doctors. What you do with your life, it's so courageous. Takes so much intelligence. You know, I used to think I wanted to be a doctor. I think I could... I think I could really learn a lot from you.
Doctor: I'm happy to help anyway I can.
Tory: Thank you.
(Cheers)
Bill: Wow, Beth is just as strong as Lorelei.
Beth: Yeah, well, we both know what we want. So, out with it. Bill, please.
Bill: What?
Beth: I've got to put the pieces of my life back together. I have to get back to my life. I have children who love me, Rick is sick, and Phillip.
Bill: Then you know what? I think you should go. Just go back. Maybe it's better you don't remember.
Beth: I want to know. If you can help me, please. Just tell me what you know about my life.
Bill: All right. Well, first, let me get us some drinks.
Man: Hey, darling. Hey. Well, I'm Hank. Come on, don't you remember from before?
Beth: No, I don't.
Hank: Well, I ain't that surprised. You always so hung up on your boyfriend over there.
Beth: Oh, no, no. That's not my boyfriend.
Hank: Oh, really? Oh. Well, I guess you two were so hot it was bound to burn out some time, huh?
Bill: How you doing?
Hank: See you later.
Bill: Well, what was that all about?
Beth: You and Lorelei. Hank just said you two were so hot, you were bound to burn out.
Olivia: Michael Masterson. It's Olivia Spencer
returning his call. Michael, hi. Tell me you have good news. You do? That is...
That's great news. Who's the publisher? No, I've heard of them. They're
terrific. Do they have a publication date yet? Oh, excellent. No, I did not
write the diary. Lorelei Hills wishes to remain anonymous. But as soon as the
book is published, her steamy, sordid life will be available for everyone to
read about. 