From: jgacker@neptune.gsfc.nasa.gov (James G. Acker)
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Subject: B&B:  Tuesday's repast
Date: 18 Nov 92 20:11:20 GMT
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     Don't have much to say today.  On with the update!

     Tuesday on "The Bold and the Beautiful"

     THE MORE I THINK, THE STUPIDER I GETS

     Taylor comes to visit Thorne in the loading dock
office.  Thorne is congratulatory because of Ridge's great
offer to be the head of European Forrester (EupFors for
short).  Taylor takes the thanks, but expresses doubtfulness
about the long-term.  Thorne asks if she's going to go with
Ridge.  It'd mean total uprooting -- from a thriving
practice, my friends, my family -- to start over in Europe.
So I could just let him go by himself, and be working with
Brooke for months and months and months of long, cold, hard,
difficult, real cold, lonely, desperate, pining, dreaming,
hard, colder, firelit, real hard, missing you, ooh ooh
wishing you were here, hard, nights...
     Thorne asks if she's worried about that.  She is, of
course, "secure" in her marriage, Taylor says.  But she
doubts Brooke's businesslike attitude.  I gave her the
chance to say she wasn't after Ridge, and she just said
"Goodbye, Taylor!" in our moment alone.  Thorne is surprised
-- doesn't sound like newBrooke.  But it does sound a lot
like oldBrooke!  Taylor says.  There is also, of course,
Fetus Forrester to consider.  There is that, Thorne says,
but surely you've discussed it.  We have, and Ridge says
he'll be a Daddy but not a husband.  Still...
     Thorne says you've got a lot to think about, but it'll
all work out in the end.  If there's a problem, you could
always move into my place -- it's a popular spot for pining,
desperate females.  Taylor thanks him for his concern and
they share a warm embrace.

     VISION OF THE PAST AND WISHIN'S OF THE FUTURE

     Eric's in the office, dreaming about Sheila (I finally
get to see the massage-to-kiss scene, and a reprise of the
molten doff-the-uniform-to-show-off-the-undies episode!).
He can't suppress the grin on his face, the glow in his
complexion, the spring in his step, and the banana in his
pocket.  Ridge enters to find Dad in a glowing sensual haze.
Dad?  Dad??  DAD??  Uh, oh, whah, huh?  oh hi son.  What put
you into the ozone layer?  Ridge asks.  Or who, more
accurately?  I wuz thinkun 'bout Sheila.  She's become very
important to me, and tonight I get to meet her mother, too!
Wow, Dad!  Ridge then tells Eric he just got off the phone
with the European cartel.  Are they still in?  In spades,
Ridge says.  How about you?  Well, I think it's a good idea,
but there are still some details to work out.  Like my wife.
How is she handling the idea that you and Brooke will be
working closely together?  Eric asks.  Not real cool, Ridge
confides.  Well, Eric says, there is always a concern about
the past that you and Brooke had.  Plus, she might be
carrying your child ("dropping" might be a more operable
term right now).  With all that weighty baggage, can you
honestly say that Brooke still isn't vulnerable to you, and
likewise you to Brooke?  In a typical Ridge answer, he says
that he's got a secure/stable/fine marriage and it shouldn't
be a problem.  Eric looks at the time and realizes he's got
to get to dinner.  He tosses on a sportcoat and tells Ridge
that Stephanie's got some problems with Jack, but no time to
talk about it with him now.

     HOW DO YOU HANDLE A GIRL NAME OF SHEILA?
     (sung to the tune of "How Do You Handle a Girl Named
Maria?" from "The Sound of Music")

     Molly repeats her accusation that Sara Jane Kirk was
actually Sheila, complete with supporting evidence such as
SJK's near-photographic recall of intimate family events.
Now Molly regrets that she never got Caller-ID.  The only
way to prove that Sheila isn't SJK is to get her number
right NOW, so they can call her up!  Sheila initially tries
to resist, but Molly holds all the cards.  She tells Sheila
that the gig is up, the game is over, and the fat lady is
singing "Die Gotterdamerung".  When we see Eric Forrester,
he's gonna get the whole truth and nothing but the truth, so
help me God!  Sheila resorts to a unique ploy -- she admits
it.  You win, Mommy Dearest, go ahead, destroy my life.  But
what are you punishing me for?  Trying to get you to love
me, your own daughter.  She ADMITS that she posed as Sarah
Jane to get back in touch with Molly, and try to get back on
Molly's good side.  What would you have done if I had just
called and told you "Surprise!  I'm not dead!"?  Called
Lauren, Scott, and Paul and tosshed me in der klink, that's
what.  I had to pose as Sarah to get you to love me and
accept me again.  Molly melts a tad, but she still says that
she can't let Sheila lie and trick her again, she has to
protect herself!  Sheila sounds just like she did a few
months ago, when she insisted "for Molly's own good" she'd
either go to a sanitarium or northern Michigan, either way
she'd be iced.  Never again!  Sheila says that they'll just
cancel dinner.  NO!  We have a date and we're not going to
be late.  We go, I meet Eric, and let the chips fall where
they may!  (Sheila realizes that she's the chips!  -- from
"WKRP in Cincinnati".)  Go get dressed, young lady!  Molly
orders.  There's no way out.

     IS THAT CYANIDE IN YOUR WATER OR ARE YOU JUST GLAD TO
SEE ME?

     At the Cafe Russe, Sheila is staring daggers through
Molly, warning her not to go through with it.  The waiter
asks if they want cocktails, but Molly prefers to wait for
Eric.  Eric shows and greets Molly.  He tells Molly that he
believes that the two people who know a woman best are her
mother and her husband, and since Sheila hasn't got the
latter (actually she does!), he wants Molly to tell him
every last little bit about Sheila!  Sheila's stares have
become broadswords.  Molly starts to say, "I think there's
something you should know..." but is stymied by the waiter,
who asks Eric to order wine.  CURSES, FOILED AGAIN!

     Is the gig up?
     Will Molly spill the beans?
     Will Eric order red, white, or blush?
     Will Sheila use her steak knife on the filet mignon, or
on Molly?
     Will Taylor start taking French lessons?
     
     Jim "c'est la vie" Acker
     jgacker@neptune.gsfc.nasa.gov