The Bold & The Beautiful Wednesday 11/7/01

By Linda
Proofread by Becky

Eric: Well, it sounds like you had a really good time.

Ridge: We did, we did.

Eric: Good.

Ridge: How are things around here?

Eric: Well, they've been very busy, actually, but we've managed very well without you, believe it or not.

Ridge: I bet you could use a vacation. Brooke, too, for that matter.

Eric: The fact is, we haven't seen much of her the last couple of days.

Stephanie: Megan says she's been acting rather strangely.

Eric: And so you think she's up to something?

Stephanie: Oh, I don't know. She's certainly been keeping her distance.

Ridge: Can you blame her, mother? She's been through a hell of an ordeal. I just hope she has someone to confide in.

Stephanie: Besides a man whose last name begins with Forrester?


Deacon: You are an amazing woman, and it was incredible.

Brooke: You have to leave, Deacon. I'm on the rebound.

Deacon: Is that what this is?

Brooke: I don't know. What else could it be?

Deacon: I know what it's not. It's not just a roll in the hay with a beautiful woman.

Brooke: Is it more than that or less?

Deacon: Definitely more.

Brooke: But it was wrong.

Deacon: Yeah. So I guess the less said the better, right?



Heidi: Can you be interrupted?

Massimo: You just did.

Heidi: You have a visitor.

Massimo: Who?

Heidi: Your biggest fan.

Massimo: Sally's here?

Heidi: Mm-hmm. Yeah, I told her you were busy, but you know how that goes.

Massimo: It's all right, it's all right. Send her in, send her in.

Heidi: You want to see that woman?

Sally: Uh-huh. He definitely wants to see "that woman," don't you, Massimo? Wow! You must be the wizard of oz. We definitely are not in Kansas anymore, baby. Welcome. Welcome, Sally. Welcome to the inner sanctum.

Sally: Oh, honey.


Ridge: Speaking of Brooke, I've got something to say.

Stephanie: Oh, really?

Ridge: You of all people need to hear this.

Stephanie: Let's not get into it right now. You just got back from your vacation.

Eric: No. You know, let's hear what Ridge has to say.

Ridge: Maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow, but eventually, I want you to apologize to Brooke.

Stephanie: Apologize?

Ridge: You can do it in writing or in person. That's up to you.

Stephanie: Now why would I do that after she tried to destroy your marriage?

Ridge: So you go out and destroy her family in the process.

Stephanie: Oh, she'll forgive her father. She probably already has.

Ridge: No, mother, she won't. While I was in Paris, Beth Logan was on the verge of divorcing him because of all of this.

Stephanie: Really? That's very interesting. Of course, it has nothing to do with what transpired.

Ridge: Will you listen to yourself? What you did to that woman was wrong.

Stephanie: And what about what she did to your wife?

Ridge: Nothing justifies paying a man to lie to his daughter the way he did. Telling her he's dying when he's not? How cruel can you get, mother, huh? What I want to know is where is the integrity? Where is the integrity you've always stood for, huh? It brings me to my real point. The only reason you got involved in this fiasco, this insanity, is because of a divisive, manipulative bully of a man who's come between you and your family, most particularly between you and your husband.

Stephanie: That "bully" saved your marriage.

Ridge: He sure as hell didn't! That you'd even say that is an insult to me and Taylor! Now, I want that man out of my life, and that means he's out of your life starting today!

Stephanie: Oh, really? Oh, really?! I thought I was the parent! You don't tell me who my friends are!

Ridge: He's not a friend, Mother! Look what he's done to our family.

Eric: Ridge is right, Stephanie. He's no friend of ours.

Stephanie: Careful, darling. Your jealous streak is showing.

Ridge: Oh, jealous? Please! The guy is a threat to your marriage, mother. We can all see that. Apparently, you can't.

Stephanie: Listen to me! Brooke caused enormous grief and unhappiness to this family, and I don't think she's going to be doing that again, and the reason is that Massimo took action -- something that neither one of you gentlemen were capable of doing. For that, I shall always be grateful to him.


[Heidi clears throat]

Sally: Ms. Heidi, shouldn't you be off somewhere taking a letter or something?

Heidi: Massimo --

Sally: Not his letter. I can take his dictation.

Massimo: It's all right, Heidi.

Heidi: We have that conference call in an hour, and I think you wanted to prepare.

Massimo: Righto.

Sally: Well, I promise I won't take longer than an hour. So you can just go off and do something blonde.

Heidi: Would you excuse me for just a moment?

[Drilling] guys, I could use your help in the other room.

Worker: Sure thing. Please be careful. We're not finished here yet.

Massimo: You got it.

Sally: Don't worry about a thing, boys. Well, Massimo, I am totally impressed. I really would love to get a hold of your decorator and have them do something for me over at Spectra. I could get used to being in a place like this.

Massimo: Well, we're not quite settled in yet, but it's functional.

Sally: "Functional"? Massimo, it is palatial. I always figured you for having a lot of juice, you know, but I never dreamed that you had this much going. Now, what's this, huh? Samurai sword? Little office warming gift from the emperor or Japan?

Massimo: Actually, that was a gift from General Nakamura. I signed a $1 billion shipping agreement with his prime minister. So, to what do I owe the pleasure of this visit?

Sally: Oh, well, I was just wandering around the neighborhood, thought I would pay a visit to my favorite tycoon.

Massimo: Well, you certainly went through a lot of trouble hassling my security guards downstairs to get up here, Sally.

Sally: It was nothing. Those guys were putty in my hands. It was ms. Heidi who scared me.

Massimo: Why do you pretend not to care?

Sally: Do you want me to stop pretending, Mojo? Are you really ready for that?


Brooke: I should regret this.

Deacon: And do you?

Brooke: Yes -- and no.

Deacon: What is it, Brooke? What's -- what's really going on here? I mean, why do we feel this way?

Ridge: Mother keeps standing up for this Massimo Marone. It makes me crazy, dad. I just want to strangle the guy. What do you think we should do about this?

Eric: I don't know, Ridge. I've been asking myself the same thing ever since he arrived.

Ridge: I can't believe she's defending him.

Eric: He has a lot of influence over her.

Ridge: You're worried about that, aren't you?

Eric: How could I not be, Ridge? It never occurred to me that your mother could be that vulnerable to another man.

Ridge: Do you think she's in love with him?

Eric: I don't know. Maybe. In all fairness, I don't think your mother knows, either. But Massimo knows the power that he has over your mother, and he is not backing away.

Ridge: Have you talked to mother about this?

Eric: Only about a dozen times. I've talked to him, too, but every time I do, I get so -- I get so angry, I end up sounding like some jealous teenager. I've given up arguing about it. It just backfires on me every time.

Ridge: Then don't do it, Dad. This is way beneath your dignity to get involved in this. You let me handle this bastard.

Eric: I don't think that's a very good idea.

Ridge: Just save it, Dad. This guy has a lesson to learn. I'm the teacher.


Massimo: You know, there are times when I just can't read you, Sally. For a moment there --

Sally: What?

Massimo: You seemed almost -- how can I put this -- vulnerable.

Sally: Vulnerable? Me, Sally Spectra, that tough, little woman? No. My skin is as thick as ever.

Massimo: Right, but what about beneath the skin, where your heart beats?

Sally: What do you hear from Stephanie Forrester these days?

Massimo: Well, as a matter of fact, I talked to her just this morning.

Sally: Really? Your dime or hers?

Massimo: I called her.

Sally: Oh, I see.

Massimo: Stephanie is very dear to me, Sally, but for fate and circumstance, we would have been married.

Sally: But you're not married, Mojo. She married someone else a long time ago, and you still haven't gotten over it, have you?

Massimo: Honestly, no. But look at me. I mean, do I look like I'm pining away?

Sally: Well, not at the moment, no.

Massimo: And why do you suppose that is?

Sally: Gee, I don't know. Could it be because you're surrounded by all of these expensive knickknacks?

Massimo: No. It is because I have a very dear friend whom I value much more I think than she realizes.

Sally: You have given me something to think about.

Massimo: And the next time that you come to see me, you simply give the guard your name, and he will show you right up. All right, now, I've got to get back to work. Ciao.


Brooke: I don't think we should analyze what's going on here.

Deacon: You think the less said, the better?

Brooke: I don't know. I don't think we should think about what's going on here.

Deacon: Look, if this is about Bridget or the marriage --

Brooke: No, your marriage is over. As far as I'm concerned, it never even existed.

Deacon: Then what is it?

Brooke: You don't find this unbelievable, that you and I are here together in the same bed with our arms around each other?

Deacon: That's not exactly what I would have expected.

Brooke: Forget about expecting it. If anybody had even suggested it, I would have told them they were crazy.

Deacon: Why? Why, because I run a bar, and you run some international company? I think, you think that's a basis for attraction, compatible lifestyles? 'Cause it's not. I tell you what is -- war. Baby, you and I have been at war our entire lives. Last night, today, I felt this incredible sense of stillness, of calm, like I've been living in some kind of hurricane, and I finally made it to the eye of the storm, and it's raging outside, and now, all there is peace and quiet and you.


[Knock at door]

Massimo: Come in, Ridge.

Ridge: Marone, you made your first mistake today.

Massimo: And what was that?

Ridge: Telling your security guards to let me come up here.

Stephanie: I understand that Ridge left in kind of a huff. Do you know where he went?

Eric: No, actually, I don't, although I suspect he went to see Massimo.

Stephanie: And you let him?

Eric: He's a grown up. He can handle himself. Now, you and I have an appointment. Let's get out of here.

Stephanie: We do?

Eric: Mm-hmm. Look, Ridge is in control. Everything is just fine. You and I are gonna leave. I'm gonna concentrate on you and me.

Massimo: I see. Are you threatening me, Ridge?

Ridge: Whatever it takes.

Massimo: To do what?

Ridge: To get you the hell out of this town.

Massimo: Ah. Well then, you better make your threat, Ridge, because I'm going nowhere. Come in, my friend.

Ridge: All right. Let's get something straight right now, Marone. I am not your friend. I am worse than your enemy. If you continue to mess with my family, I swear to you, I will stop you. I will stop you with whatever it takes.


Brooke: You're right, Deacon. I have been through a war that's spanned parts of three decades, and I lost it. And in the process, I've humiliated myself like never before.

Deacon: No, you didn't.

Brooke: Ask my son or my daughter. Ask Eric, Stephanie. They all feel the same way, even Ridge. They think that my behavior was cheap and pathetic.

Deacon: I don't think you're pathetic.

Brooke: Oh, that's very kind of you. What else would you call a woman that was so consumed with a man, so dedicated and devoted that I was content on making a fool out of myself time and time again? Chasing after Ridge with absolute certainty that we would be together like some naive little schoolgirl? I actually believed that my heart wouldn't lie to me and that if I just kept at it and I didn't give up, that love would prevail. My God, what a fool I was.

Deacon: You're not a fool.

Brooke: How can you say that?

Deacon: Because I did the same thing going after Amber. I mean, look, we both went to the mat for people who we believed in and we thought we were gonna spend the rest of our lives with. I didn't give a damn what the rest of the world thinks. That's nothing to be ashamed of.

Brooke: So how should we feel?

Deacon: If you ask me, I think we should be proud.

Brooke: Yeah, right.

Deacon: Hey, look, you fought for something you believed in. Okay, so what, it didn't work out the way you thought it would. That's life. But at least you know you gave it your best shot.

Brooke: Yeah. I just thought that I was the only person who ever felt that way.

Deacon: Now you know you have company. Hey, you believed in something.

Brooke: And I fought for it.

Deacon: And I think that's cool.

Brooke: Even though I didn't win in the end?

Deacon: I don't think this is the end, do you? I think you have a whole future out there, a guy who's going to probably understand you a hell of a lot better than Ridge.

Brooke: You think so?

Deacon: Sure.

Brooke: Wow. That would be something, wouldn't it? After all of these years, believing that Ridge was the one, only to find out that there's somebody else out there that's better suited for me somewhere out there.