Amanda is driving her car along a near-deserted road. Mitch is
sitting in the passenger seat and Amanda asks him how far they've
got to go. Mitch retorts that it isn't far. Amanda asks where
they're going, and Mitch replies, "Barney's shack."
Amanda snaps at him that she can't just go walkabout whenever
she feels like it. Mitch ignores this, instead going on that it's
a great spot - she'll love it. Amanda suddenly changes
gear and slows the car down. Mitch angrily asks her what she's
doing, and Amanda retorts that this is ridiculous; she's turning
back. As the car comes to a halt, Mitch growls that he told
her: they're nearly there. He then points to a nearby
sign and continues that the turnoff is just near it. Amanda sits
there, not responding. Mitch persists that she's come this
far; she can't back out on him now. Amanda mutters that
she doesn't suppose she can... Looking reluctant, she
pulls the car away again. Mitch watches her as they resume heading
down the road. Amanda suddenly glimpses a telephone box at the
side of the road. She looks at Mitch and then changes gear as
the car speeds up.
A short time later, Amanda pulls her car up outside an old shack,
apparently in the middle of nowhere. Mitch gets out, takes his
canvas bag and his jacket out of the back of the car and runs
round to the driver's door. As Amanda sits there, not moving,
Mitch asks her if she doesn't want to see inside. He opens the
car door for her, going on as he does so that Barney showed him
the place last week; he said he could use it whenever he likes.
He walks over to the shack's front door, reaches up to the edge
of the overhanging roof and takes out a key. He comments that
it's not the most original place for hiding it.
The two of them head inside. Mitch turns on the lights and Amanda
looks round. She immediately remarks that he wasn't kidding when
he called it a shack. Mitch retorts that it's not the Hilton but
it keeps the weather out. Amanda suddenly cries that she can't
stay there. Looking surprised, Mitch asks why not. Amanda explains
that she's expected for dinner tonight - some girls asked her
out and if she doesn't turn up, they'll be worried. Mitch tells
her to let them worry - she's safe enough where she is.
Amanda snaps that he hasn't even told her what this is in aid
of, yet. Mitch retorts that he just thought they needed space
to sort things out; to be by themselves for a change. Amanda retorts
that that's fine - but they can do it at her place, not
there. Mitch, though, snaps, "No." He goes
on angrily that someone is always poking their nose in: Fiona...
Brandon... even Barney, lately; he wants it to be like it was
at Woombai: just him and her. Amanda looks worried, but Mitch
tells her to relax - nothing will happen to her - except for the
odd mozzie bite, maybe; he might even teach her how to catch trout!
Amanda doesn't look impressed.
At Dural, Gordon is talking on the 'phone at the bar in the lounge
room, while Wayne stands behind the bar, a smirk on his
face and a drink in his hand. Gordon is talking to Karen, and
he tells her that he's afraid she'll just have to accept his decision
on the matter. Karen, though, snaps that she accepts nothing
- they made an agreement and decided that she should stay on as
Managing Director. Gordon tells her that, sometimes, you have
to alter to circumstances - Wayne was astute enough to find a
backer and, frankly, he thinks it's in the company's
best interests to take advantage of it. Karen angrily asks, "What
about my interests? There is such a thing as
business ethics." Gordon curtly points out that it was hardly
ethical when she tried to force Wayne to sell his shares to her
son. He looks at Wayne and goes on that Wayne told him
about it, in case she's wondering how he found out; if you make
rules, you've got to play by them. Karen snaps that she
can always get her lawyers to argue the point. Gordon
tells her to do what she wants; the matter's closed,
as far as he's concerned. He hangs up, and Wayne slurs,
"That's telling her." Gordon tautly comments,
"Better me than you?" He then asks his son if he doesn't
think he's had enough to drink. Wayne, though, slurs that a man's
got a right to celebrate when he's out from under the thumb, hasn't
he? Gordon stares at him and asks him what he means by that.
Wayne slurs that he means there are no more women around to run
their lives for them: no more Barbara, no more Katie, no more
Amanda and no more Karen. He raises his glass and smiles, "Cheers!"
Gordon sharply suggests to him that he save his self-indulgence
until the money comes through - the way he's behaving at the moment,
he couldn't convince anyone that the company is worth
investing in. Wayne slurs that his backer hasn't got any choice.
Looking surprised, Gordon asks, "Why?" Wayne quickly
replies that it's because she's so convinced it's a secure investment
that he probably couldn't talk her out of it if he tried...
David has arrived in Sydney and he's at Fiona's flat with her
and Barney. He tells them that he's sure Charlie knows where Pat's
hiding; the trouble is that, for once in her life, she's keeping
her mouth shut. Fiona laughs bitterly and then asks David
if he can't talk to her and explain how important it is for Patricia
to come back and prepare for the trial. David explains that he's
told her that already, but it didn't make any difference. Barney
chips in that he should take Charlie by surprise, then.
Fiona tells him that it wouldn't work with Charlie, but
Barney insists that it's the secret of winning any battle, as
far as he's concerned: get Charlie to drop her guard and then
hit her with questions. David, looking thoughtful, says it's worth
a go, he reckons. Fiona smiles and tells the two men to leave
it to her. She walks over to the 'phone. David comments to Barney
that Fiona's great, isn't she?! Barney laughs that if
anyone can organise it, she can! He offers David a beer
and David says he'd love one. On the 'phone, Fiona gets through
to Charlie and asks her how she is. Charlie exclaims, "What
a surprise!" She then tells Fiona that she's well and she
asks her how she is. Fiona replies that she's fine. She
then goes on that she was wondering what Charlie's doing this
evening, as she's having a few friends coming for dinner and she
wondered if Charlie would like to join them - a little thankyou
for the party the other day. Charlie says it sounds terrific,
but Sylvia O'Neil has invited her to her place tonight.
Fiona suggests that maybe Charlie could come over tomorrow morning,
then. Charlie, though, replies that she's tied up until lunchtime.
Fiona suggests they have lunch, and Charlie accepts this invitation
and tells Fiona that she'll see her then. Fiona hangs up. David
comments, "Not 'til tomorrow, huh?" Fiona explains that
it's the earliest Charlie can make it. She then adds that maybe
it's just as well - Amanda is due in a little while and she doubts
very much that them questioning Charlie about Patricia will be
quite what she's expecting for dinner...
At the shack, Amanda is sitting at a small table, which is covered
with a red-and-white checked cloth. Mitch puts a plate of baked
beans down in front of her and comments, "Trust Barney to
be organised! Who else would have left emergency rations here?!"
He sits down with his own plate of beans, but Amanda just stares
at hers. Mitch says they'll be stuffing themselves with grilled
trout tomorrow, he reckons. Amanda ignores this, instead asking
him bluntly how long they're going to stay there. Mitch retorts
that it'll be for as long as it takes her to see that he's not
the crim he's made out to be. Amanda retorts that she never said
he was a crim. Mitch, though, growls that she probably
thinks it - just like all the others. Amanda cries that
they're worried about him, that's all. Mitch snaps that
all they're interested in is making sure he doesn't get an even
break. Amanda snaps back that his outbursts of temper don't help
much. Mitch insists that he's trying to keep his temper under
control, and he tells Amanda to look at him - he's normal
enough now, isn't he? Amanda sourly points out that normal
people don't go dragging someone off by knifepoint. Mitch
looks down at the sheath attached to his arm and says, "What?"
He then goes on that she's got it all wrong - the knife
isn't for her; it's for him - she's his last
chance; if she runs out on him now, there'll be nothing left,
so he may as well kill himself...
It's the middle of the night, and Amanda is creeping around a
darkened bedroom at the shack, apparently looking to escape. However,
as she heads towards the door, she turns to stare at Mitch, who's
sleeping in the bed next to hers, and appears to have second thoughts.
The next morning, Charlie waltzes into the flat at Dural and
hands Patricia a bag, telling her that she's brought her something
to nibble on. Patricia grunts that it's better late than never,
she supposes. Charlie, looking surprised, says she thought Wayne
would have organised breakfast. Patricia growls that he's too
busy congratulating himself on getting his hands on her money.
She then adds that Charlie has arranged all that? Charlie
assures her that it'll be through this afternoon. She then hands
Patricia a personal stereo and some tapes, explaining that she
brought them as Patricia can't watch tele. Patricia sits down
on the couch, wincing as she does so. Charlie asks her how her
knee is, and Patricia groans that it's agony. Charlie asks her
if she's sure she shouldn't have treatment; she can make
her a doctor's appointment. Patricia, though, retorts that it's
too risky. She tells Charlie to just make sure she gets that cheque
through this afternoon. Charlie says, "Leave it to me!"
She then says she doesn't suppose Patricia would like to hear
about Sylvia O'Neil's new diamonds...? Patricia stares at her,
and Charlie muses that she didn't think so! She heads
out. Patricia puts the headphones on.
There's a knock on the front door of Fiona's flat and Fiona answers
it to find Charlie standing there. She invites her in and tells
her that she's so glad she was able to come over. Charlie smiles
and says she doesn't see why they shouldn't socialise
just because the air is a bit chilly between Fiona and Patricia!
Fiona smiles and remarks that she can't argue with that.
The door to one of the bedrooms suddenly opens and David comes
out and says, "G'day, Charlie." Charlie stares at him
nervously and asks him what he's doing there. David retorts
that he wants to know where his wife is and he reckons she can
help. Charlie turns and glares at Fiona, growling that this
is why she invites guests over, is it? - so that they can be interrogated
like common criminals. Fiona stands there, looking guilty. David
snaps at Charlie to just tell them what she knows. Charlie retorts
that she told them: she doesn't know anything, and even
if she did, she certainly wouldn't tell him. David yells
at her that this isn't a game, but Charlie yells back at him not
to think he can bully anything out of her. Fiona chips
in that, perhaps if they told the police that Charlie knows where
Patricia is hiding... She picks up the 'phone as Charlie stares
at her, looking worried. David tells Charlie that Patricia's trial
is in two weeks, and if she's not treated and given time to prepare
her defence, she'll be up against it all the way. Charlie suddenly
cries that it's so dangerous for her at the moment. David
snaps back that she'll have round-the-clock police protection.
On hearing this, Charlie muses that she's sure Patricia would
love dearly to come out of hiding... Fiona asks her if she'll
tell them where she is, then. Charlie, though, suggests that perhaps
it's better at this stage if she simply passes the message on
- Patricia is the one who has to decide. David reluctantly accepts
this, but he tells Charlie to make sure she gets her to call him;
he's sure he can talk her around. Charlie says she'll do her best...
A while later, Charlie is at Dural, and, as he escorts her into
the lounge room, Wayne slurs that he's been expecting her. Charlie
asks if Gordon is in, but Wayne replies that he's seeing the heart
specialist; he should be out most of the afternoon. He then smiles
nastily and tells Charlie that if she holds the bag she's carrying
any tighter, she'll give herself cramp! Charlie retorts that it's
got Patricia's cheque in it - it was cabled through a while ago.
Wayne smiles that that's very efficient. He then asks Charlie
if he can fix her a drink, but declines. Wayne tells her to suit
herself. Charlie goes on that, actually, she has a feeling that
Patricia might not sign the money over to him now. Wayne stares
at her and she explains that she ran into David - he's looking
for Patricia and wants her to go back to Melbourne with him. Wayne
asks her if she told him anything. Charlie indignantly
retorts that of course she didn't - but knowing how much Patricia
loves him, she wouldn't be surprised if she goes with him - which
means she has no reason to give him any money. Wayne
points out that Patricia will also be putting herself back in
Roger Carlyle's sights; has she thought of that? Charlie retorts
that David said something about police protection. Wayne laughs
and tells her not to kid herself: Carlyle could hire plenty of
people good enough to walk straight past a police car. Suddenly
looking worried, Charlie says she doesn't know what she's
supposed to do. Wayne tells her that it's simple: don't even tell
Patricia that David is in Sydney. Charlie looks shocked and cries
that she's always been so honest with Patricia. Wayne
asks her if she wants Carlyle to get her. Charlie retorts
that of course she doesn't. Wayne tells her that she'd better
make sure she doesn't breathe a word about David, then...
A short time later, Patricia is standing at the bar, signing
the cheque. Wayne smiles as she growls at him that there's his
money and that, by the look of it, he's already done his celebrating.
Wayne slurs that it so happens that he's celebrating something
else - but she's not to worry: he won't stop yet. Patricia
snaps at him to just make sure he sticks to his side
of the agreement. Wayne assures her that he will - although
there's been a slight change in the terms: the price has gone
up. Patricia glares at him and snaps, "Oh no you don't. We've
got a deal and you're going to stick to it." Wayne
slurs that she's got the contract there... Patricia snaps, "Don't
push me." Wayne slurs that he isn't; she just doesn't
have any choice. Walking round the bar, he puts his arm
around her and slurs that he wonders what Roger would say if he
knew she was being such a stinky - he'd probably ask him where
she is so that he can come round and give her a good talking to.
Patricia pushes him away and growls that she should have known
better than to trust him in the first place. Wayne suggests
that she just look at it this way: women have been giving him
a lot of hassles lately, and he figures he's due for some compensation;
quite honestly, he couldn't think of anyone more qualified to
pay up. He then indicates the lounge room door and Patricia storms
David is talking on the 'phone to Charlie, and he asks her if
she did everything he told her to. Charlie assures him that she
talked her head off, but Patricia kept insisting that the best
thing was for him to go back to Melbourne and not worry about
her. David asks frustratedly what Patricia expects him to do;
he's not leaving Sydney without her and that's all there is to
it. He then asks how he knows she'll even come back for the trial.
Charlie quickly tells him that she'll definitely be back for that.
David asks what's stopping her from coming back with him,
then. He adds that Charlie did tell her about the police protection...?
Charlie replies that she told her word-for-word. She then continues
that she's sorry, but she thinks he should do as Patricia suggests:
go back to Melbourne and wait for her there. She quickly adds
that she must dash as she's late for an appointment, and she hangs
up. At the boarding house, David turns to Fiona and says, "I
have to find her - somehow."
Mitch and Amanda walk into the shack. Amanda is smiling. Mitch
comments that it's too bad about the big one that got away. Amanda
holds up a couple of fish and comments that what they did
catch won't even feed one of them. Mitch looks around
and remarks that there's no more tin food left, either - it looks
like they'll have to duck into town and pick up a few supplies.
Suddenly looking thoughtful, Amanda tells him that there's no
point in them both going - she might use the
time to tidy the place up a bit; it could use a woman's touch.
Mitch shrugs and mutters, "If you like." He then adds
that it might be a good idea anyway, because if she's not there
when he gets back, he'll know she doesn't care about him - or
what happens to him... Amanda nervously assures him that of course
she'll be there when he gets back. Mitch tells her that they'll
have to wait and see, won't they... He heads out. Amanda reaches
into the pocket of the shirt she's wearing and takes out some
At Fiona's, David tells Fiona and Barney that Charlie couldn't
do anything to convince Patricia. Barney asks, "Now what?"
David says he doesn't know - but he can't give up. Fiona suggests
that maybe they ought to try and contact some of Patricia's friends
- they might be able to pick up something from them.
David, though, says no - Charlie is their only hope. Barney asks
David if he's thought of following Charlie. David says
he hasn't - he doesn't think he's the cloak-and-dagger type. Fiona
chips in that Charlie knows him too well anyway. The 'phone suddenly
starts ringing and Fiona goes to answer it. As she does so, Barney
tells David that part of his army training was keeping out of
sight of the enemy; he reckons that with his help, David could
keep out of sight of Charlie. Fiona picks up the 'phone and STD
pips sound. She says, "Hello?" From the 'phone box that
she spotted on the way to the shack, Amanda cries, "Fiona?
It's me." There's no response, though, and she bangs on the
box in frustration. In her flat, Fiona says, "Hello?"
No one says anything, though, she so looks at the 'phone and then
hangs up. David calls out to ask who it was, but Fiona says she
doesn't know; some crank caller. Out in the bush, Amanda hangs
up in frustration, leaves the 'phone box and suddenly notices
her car coming down the road towards her. She quickly runs and
hides behind the 'phone box so that Mitch doesn't see her. When
he's passed, she starts running...
Mitch carries a box of groceries into the shack and calls to
Amanda, "I hope you've got a good appetite." There's
no answer, though. Beginning to look annoyed, Mitch calls, "You
in here?" He rips out the knife from its sheath on his arm,
but at that moment, Amanda walks in through the front door, carrying
a bunch of wild flowers. Mitch angrily asks her where the hell
she's been. Amanda indicates the flowers and explains that she's
been out collecting them - she thought they'd brighten the place
up a bit. She asks how the shops were. Mitch mutters that there
wasn't much to choose from, but he managed to get a few little
extras for her. Amanda places the flowers in a jam jar
with some water, rests this on the table and comments that the
flowers brighten the place up already. Looking round, Mitch suddenly
growls that he thought she was going to clean up in there while
he was away. Amanda nervously explains that she lost track of
time getting the flowers. Mitch asks her suspiciously how he knows
she wasn't trying to contact some of her friends along the way.
Amanda tells him that she wouldn't do anything to make things
worse for him - believe her. Mitch growls that it's good to hear
her say that. He then suggests that they'd better get lunch organised
before they starve to death.
A while later, Mitch puts two plates of food down on the table
and he tells Amanda that everything will work out for them now
that they're away from the others. He then asks her what she thinks
about moving to a spot like this when they've settled down - it
wouldn't cost much and it's still pretty close to the city. Amanda
stares at him and then snaps that she thinks they'd better get
something straight: she'll stay up there with him for a few days,
but she's not about to pack her bags and move in with him for
good. Mitch growls that he thought she cared about him.
Amanda retorts that she does, but it's not the same as--
She breaks off before continuing that you can't force someone
to love you by threatening to kill yourself if they don't - it
doesn't work that way; you have to let it happen at its
own pace. Mitch snaps at her that that's not what prison
taught him: in there, if you wanted something, you didn't
stand around waiting for it to happen; you went in and got
it. Amanda snaps back that it's different out here. Mitch
growls at her that now he's a free man, he's expected to do the
right thing, is he?; well, he'll tell her about doing the right
thing. He goes on that he remembers a bloke they used to call
Curly - he tried to do the right thing: he thought things were
a bit crook on the inside - screws on the take, that sort of thing
- so he decided to clean the place up a bit; they found the poor
mongrel strung up in his cell one morning; they called it 'suicide'.
He snaps that it was one of the biggest lessons of his life: it
taught him to look after himself and stuff the rest of them. Amanda
sympathetically says she didn't realise it was so bad... Mitch
snaps that once you do time, it's not easy to let things slip
back into place natural-like; that's what he's trying to say -
he's not telling her things to make her feel sorry for
him. Amanda gently says she knows; but still... the way she used
him... she'll make it up to him - she promises. Mitch
Wayne is still drinking in the lounge room at Dural when there's
a knock at the front door. He slurs, "I'm coming," and
he goes to answer it, stumbling as he tries to open the door in
his inebriated state. Karen is standing on the step and Wayne
slurs, "Well, if it isn't the Foxy lady." Karen marches
into the house and snaps that she wants to know who his mysterious
lady is. Wayne smiles nastily and slurs that he bets
she does; it's a pity he's not going to tell her. Karen snaps
that she's still a shareholder in the company - she has a right
to know who's keeping them afloat. Wayne slurs that there's no
way. He then indicates the door and slurs, "Why don't you
just toodle-oo?" Karen snaps at him incredulously that Gordon
thinks he's the man to run the company... She then asks
where Gordon is, as she might get some sense out of him.
Wayne growls that he's out - not that he could tell her
much anyway. Karen asks if he doesn't know either. Wayne retorts
that only he knows, and he's not going to tell her. Karen
glares at him and snaps, "Good God - they should never have
let you out of kindergarten." Wayne retorts, "Yeah,
yeah..." He then asks her impatiently why she doesn't just
leave. Karen snaps that she's beginning to think Katie is brighter
than she thought; well... a little more adventurous,
shall they say. Wayne stares at her and she goes on that she heard
he walked in on Katie and Alan the other night; it seems that
Katie isn't innocent as Wayne thought, is she? Wayne
snaps at her that he doesn't have to listen to her. He storms
out into the hallway, but Karen persists that the truth hurts.
Wayne yells at her, "Go to hell." He heads out towards
the pool. In the flat, Patricia suddenly becomes aware of raised
voices, and she listens as Karen yells at Wayne that she
might not be as innocent as Katie, but she would have
been a damn sight more faithful. As the two of them stand
by the pool, Wayne - still with a drink in his hand - snaps that
he doesn't care what she would have been - he just wants
her to get off his back and leave him alone. Karen, though, yells
that, no, he's not getting off that lightly - she wants him to
know just how pathetically brainless he really is. Patricia watches
from the window in the flat as Wayne slurs at Karen that he was
clever enough to rope her in the other night, wasn't
he? Karen suddenly lashes out and slaps him. Wayne, taken aback,
starts staggering backwards and he falls into the pool. Karen
yells, "I owed you that." Suddenly
finding himself unable to swim with so much alcohol inside him,
Wayne starts flailing around and he cries, "Help me..."
Karen just stands and stares at him. Patricia carries on watching
from the flat. Wayne cries, "Help, somebody. Help..."
Karen turns and starts walking away. Watching her go, Wayne cries,
"Come on, Karen... Help me..." Patricia turns
away from the window, looking disinterested, and she returns to
the couch, where she puts on the headphones and switches on the
personal stereo. Wayne cries, "Help me... Karen... Help me..."
With no one there to help him, Wayne goes under the water...