Irene sits down in the lounge room at Toorak, a drink in one
hand and a magazine in the other. There's suddenly a knock at
the front door and she sighs as she stands up again to answer
it. The visitor is David, and Irene looks delighted to see him,
telling him cheerfully, "Come on in!" They head into
the lounge room and Irene asks David if he isn't supposed to be
in Sydney, trying to find Patricia. David explains that she's
on her way back - the police called him at Fiona's. Irene asks
where they found her. David tells her that they didn't:
she found them - she was hiding out at Woombai
and a couple of Roger Carlyle's blokes caught up with her; she
thought it was best to 'phone the cops for protection and they're
flying her straight back to the hospital; she'll have her knee
operation tomorrow. Looking surprised, Irene asks if it's that
bad. David replies, "Apparently." Irene smiles and comments
that it's all happening! David agrees, "Yeah!" Irene
then asks him if he's eaten, and David assures her that he's fine
- he had some on the 'plane. He goes on that he more-or-less just
called in to let her know how things are going before he headed
off to the hospital - the police are going to keep an eye on Patricia
round the clock, but he'd just like to be there to make sure she
settles in OK. Irene, trying to change the subject, tells him
that she was expecting to see him in Sydney, actually - she's
flying up tomorrow; she's finished everything she had to do--
David isn't listening, though, and he interrupts her and says
he'll tell her what: he can't tell her how relieved he was to
hear that Patricia was safe; he's been worried sick the last couple
of days. Irene's face drops and she nods sadly. David continues
that, this time tomorrow, Patricia will be over a lot
of her trouble: he spoke to Ross and he's going to do the operation;
he'll fix that knee once and for all. He then suggests that he'd
better get going, as Pat will be at the hospital pretty soon.
Irene, looking surprised, says he's not staying there all night,
is he? David assures her, "No." Irene tells him to drop
back for a coffee on his way home - it'll do him good. David smiles
and says he will - if Pat is OK. He adds, "See you,"
and goes, leaving Irene looking upset.
A while later, David is sitting in the corridor at the hospital
when a nurse and a policeman help Patricia hobble round the corner.
The nurse comments to her that they should have put her in a wheelchair.
David stands up and cries, "Pat!" He goes to hug her,
but the policeman immediately growls, "Excuse me, sir."
Patricia quickly explains that he's her husband! David smiles
at her lovingly and tells her that he was starting to think he
wasn't going to see her again. Patricia says she's sorry - she
wanted to let him know where-- She breaks off as she
suddenly spots Ross standing a few yards away and, panic in her
eyes, she screams, "What's he doing here?"
David asks her who she means. Ross walks over to them, smiles
and says charmingly, "Hello, Patricia." Patricia snaps
at the policeman, nurse and David to get Ross away from her. David,
looking surprised, says, "Come on..." The nurse tells
Patricia that Dr. Newman is her surgeon. Patricia, though,
snaps, "Like hell he is." She goes on that she doesn't
want him anywhere near her. The policeman soothingly
assures her that it's alright - no one is going to hurt her. David
adds that of course they aren't. He then asks the nurse to settle
Patricia in. Patricia stares at him and asks if he'll stay with
her. David tells her that of course he will - he'll be there in
a few minutes. The nurse helps Patricia to her room. David remains
behind with Ross and tells him that he's sorry about that. Ross
assures him, "Don't be." David goes on that he thought
she'd be a bit more stable - Charlie gave him impression
that she was. Ross suggests, "Let's just get that knee fixed,
shall we?" David looks at him gratefully and says, "Sure."
A short time later, Patricia is sitting up in bed as the nurse
plumps up the pillow behind her. She tells the nurse that she'd
like a cup of tea if possible, but the nurse says she's sorry,
but there's to be no food or liquids until after the operation.
There's suddenly a knock on the door and the nurse calls, "Come
in." David walks in and asks cheerily , "How's the patient?"
Patricia just replies, "Resting comfortably." The nurse
says she'll be back in a few minutes, and she tells David not
to stay too long. She goes. David sits down on the edge of Patricia's
bed. She immediately asks him if Ross has gone. David, looking
surprised, exclaims, "Oh Pat..." Patricia insists that
she's serious - she doesn't want him to do the operation.
David points out that the bloke has gone out of his way to try
and help her; why is she suddenly up in arms against him? Patricia
cries that he's trying to kill her. Looking astonished,
David tells her, "Come on..." Patricia, though,
cries that he is - he's working for Roger Carlyle. David
asks her how she knows that. He adds that Charlie told
him that she was getting herself together a bit, but carrying
on like this... Patricia tells him that she understands
how it must seem to him, but he can see the man upsets her; isn't
that enough to make sure he stays away? She continues that she
doesn't want Ross to do the operation; she wants him to arrange
for somebody else to do it - is that too much to ask?
David, looking thoughtful, agrees, "Nah." He then tells
her that, OK, they'll get someone else. Patricia asks him if he
promises. David assures her that he does, and Patricia thanks
Ross is sitting in an office at the hospital, looking thoughtful.
After a few seconds, he picks up the telephone receiver and dials
a number. The 'phone at the other end rings, STD pips sound and
Roger Carlyle comes on. Ross tells him that it's him: he's run
into a problem: Patricia has managed to talk David into insisting
that someone else does the operation. Sounding annoyed, Roger
asks Ross curtly what he's going to do about it. Ross
replies that he's still got the anaesthetist on-side, but he had
to organise a Dr. Ritter to perform the actual surgery. Roger
suggests that they'll have to make sure the good doctor is late
for his appointment, then. Ross asks him if he can organise
that. Roger replies that he thinks so. Ross then asks if there's
any other way. Roger curtly asks him if he can think
of one. Ross goes on that it's just that Patricia has made some
pretty vicious accusations; if she dies on the operating table,
it's going to look mighty suspicious. Roger retorts that that's
his problem, adding, "It's either Patricia's life
or yours." He then tells Ross to just do what he has to and
he hangs up. Ross sits there looking worried. He hangs up from
his end and buries his head in his hands.
It's late evening, and Barbara is talking to David on the 'phone
in the lounge room at Toorak. She tells him that she'll let Irene
know, and she hangs up. Irene walks in as she does so, and asks,
"Let me know what?" She then asks if David is still
coming, adding that surely she hasn't tarted herself up for nothing.
Barbara assures her that he's still coming; he's just going to
be a little late, as he wants to spend a bit more time with Patricia.
Irene sourly asks what's new. She goes on bitterly that she's
never seen anyone so devoted. Barbara growls that her
nibs certainly doesn't deserve it - but from what David
said, she still seems pretty mentally unstable: the latest is
that Ross is working for Roger Carlyle and that he wants to kill
her. Irene, looking thoughtful, asks, "How?" Barbara
replies "On the operating table - and after all the man's
done for that woman." She goes on angrily that Ross
has been so good to her. Irene suggests, "Maybe
too good..." Barbara, looking surprised, asks what
that means. Irene explains that there may be something
in what Patricia is saying. Barbara, looking astonished, snaps
at her that she's as bad as Patricia is - she's talking rubbish.
Irene, though, says, "Not necessarily." She then goes
on that, at first, Patricia didn't want to have the operation
- which was her right - but if she's mentally incompetent, she's
had no say in the matter. Barbara impatiently asks, "So?"
Irene continues that it's one way of getting her onto the operating
table - and a good surgeon and an anaesthetist could do a very
neat job without arousing too much suspicion. Barbara stares at
her and asks her angrily how she can talk such rubbish: Ross would
never do anything like that - not in a million years. Irene says
she knows Barbara likes Ross, but she also happens to
know that the man has gambling debts - and people can be bought.
Barbara snaps that there's no reason for anyone to buy
Ross, because in a few days he won't have any gambling
debts - she's lending him the money to pay them all off,
so she'd appreciate it if Irene kept her crazy theories to herself
before she does the poor man any more harm. She storms
out, leaving Irene looking shocked.
In the lounge room at the Fisher house, Karen is pouring herself
a glass of scotch. Jill and Alan are in the room with her, and
she asks them where they're off to. Alan replies, "A nightclub."
Karen comments that it's a bit late, isn't it? Jill explains that
the show doesn't start until 11pm. Alan tells Karen bluntly that
he doesn't know why she's drowning herself in booze just because
Wayne doesn't want to know her; he's not worth it; she
should go and find someone decent; forget him. Jill stares
at Alan and curtly suggests that, if he'd ever been in love, he
might understand. Karen thanks her, a slur in her voice as she
does so. Jill suggests to Alan that they come on, so they can
make sure they get a table. They head out. Karen takes a sip of
her drink, a thoughtful look on her face. She then walks over
to the couch, sits down and picks up the 'phone. She dials a number
and the 'phone rings at the other end. Wayne comes on and Karen
slurs, "It's me." At Dural, Wayne growls that he's got
nothing to say to her. Karen slurs at him to please not hang up.
Wayne asks why he shouldn't. Karen slurs that he doesn't understand:
she only told Gordon about Patricia being his backer because she
was hurt. Wayne mutters, "My heart bleeds."
Karen goes on that she knows it was a dreadful thing to do, but
he's got to give her a chance to make it up to him Wayne curtly
asks what he has to do to get it through her thick skull: it's
over; finished. Karen cries, "But I need
you. I love you. I can make you happy."
Wayne snaps that the only way she'll make him happy is if he sees
the back of her. He adds that he'll be over tomorrow to collect
his papers and after that she can drop dead for all he
cares. He slams the 'phone down. Karen, still with the 'phone
to her ear, half-slurs and half-cries, "Wayne... Wayne...
For God's sake... Please..." She bursts into tears.
Barney is standing with Fiona by the front door of her flat.
He's holding one of her hands in his and he smiles as he tells
her gently that it's been a wonderful evening. Fiona smiles back
and whispers, "Yes... it has." Barney tells her that
he'll call round and see her tomorrow. Fiona smiles, "Not
too early, I hope!" Barney asks her if she'll give him his
answer when he comes round. Fiona smiles, "Yes, I will."
They then both say 'goodnight' and Barney gives Fiona a tender
kiss on the cheek. He goes and Fiona shuts the door behind him.
As Barney heads out into the corridor, he comes across Mitch just
leaving his bedsit. He immediately asks him curtly how he talked
his way out of the bullet wound. Mitch, who has a bandage on his
forehead, growls that he convinced the doc that he grazed himself
in a hunting accident. Barney snaps, "More fool the doc."
Mitch tells him to get nicked. Barney then asks him where he's
going. Mitch retorts that he's going where the cops or Barney
or anyone else won't find him. Barney growls that the police aren't
looking for him - Amanda wouldn't press charges - as much as he
tried to convince her that she should. He then tells
Mitch that he's no good - he should be locked up where he can't
hurt anyone. Mitch glares at him and snaps that he's a hypocrite:
he read his books on Vietnam - about what he and his mates got
up to. He asks Barney nastily if he's going to let his new girlfriend
have a read of them. As Barney glares at him, he goes on that
he bets he won't - but Barney isn't to worry: he won't
say anything; now he knows what Barney is really like, he wouldn't
want to be around to even spit on him. He storms off,
leaving Barney looking annoyed.
Barbara and David are in the lounge room at Toorak. Irene comes
in with a tray of tea things. Barbara asks David if everything
is set for tomorrow, and David replies that, yeah, it is - finally.
He then thanks Irene for the tea as she hands him a cup. Barbara
goes on that Ross isn't too upset that he's not doing the operation,
is he? David replies that he was pretty good about it, actually
- he said that if that's what Pat wants, it's fine by him.
Barbara muses, "Oh, I see..." Irene looks at
her. Barbara stares back at her and comments, "Puts paid
to one particular theory, doesn't it?"
She then adds that she's rather tired and she thinks she'll go
up. David says, "Goodnight," and she goes. When she's
out of earshot, David asks Irene if everything is alright between
her and Barbara. Irene explains that it's a misunderstanding,
that's all. Changing the subject, she continues that she's sorry
to be going back to Sydney in a way - she's enjoyed her time down
there... spending time at his place: it's nice up there - she
likes it. David comments, "So did I..."
Looking surprised, Irene queries, "What?" David
explains that he might have to sell it now. Irene, looking astonished,
asks, "Whatever for?" David tells her that he's got
to get some money together: he wants Patricia to have the best
lawyer she can get; he reckons the bloke she's got now isn't that
crash hot. Irene asks if there isn't some other way,
as that farm is what he always wanted - he can't sell
it. David, though, replies that he can if it means keeping Pat
out of jail for something she didn't do. Irene suddenly stands
up from where she's sitting and cries, "For God's sake."
David stares at her as she goes on and asks him when he's going
to stop throwing his life away on that woman; she's not worth
it; what he needs is someone more down-to-earth like him;
someone who'll enjoy the farm, pitch in and make it a real home;
the trouble is that he's too damn blind to see what's right under
his nose. David asks, "What's right under my nose?"
Irene sighs and then comments that, after that little outburst,
she supposes there's no point in pretending anymore. She then
goes on that Patricia was right when she said that she
loves him; it was true: she's loved him almost from the
first moment she met him - so... what does he think about that?
David stares at her.
A few moments later, David sighs and comments that, jeez... that
would be the last thing he expected her to say. Irene
tells him that maybe she shouldn't have, but it's done now. David
explains that he had no idea; he never knew. Irene sadly assures
him that she believes him. David tells her that, the way he feels
about Pat, he could never-- Irene interrupts him and says she
realises ... she knows... She sadly adds that she just wishes
she'd kept her big mouth shut. David points out that there's no
reason they still can't be mates. Irene agrees, "Course
not..." She then adds that it'll have to be from a distance,
though, as she's going overseas. David, looking surprised, says,
"Yeah?" Irene goes on that she's thinking of going back
to medicine - researching all those places while she was seeing
where to spend Amanda's money sort of got the old juices going
again. David comments that that's easy to understand. Irene continues
that something in research would probably suit her best, as she
wouldn't have to put on any airs and graces. David agrees, "No..."
Irene goes on that that's why she's going overseas: to catch up
on all the things that have been happening while she's been out
of action... David puts his hands in her shoulders and tells her,
"You're a terrific person, Irene." Irene just stands
there, looking upset. David then tells her to look after herself,
and she replies that she will. David walks off, and Irene
stands there, trying to avoid tears.
There's a near-empty bottle of scotch on the coffee table in
the lounge room at the Fisher house. Karen is sitting on the couch,
a glass in her hand, staring into space. A shadowy figure suddenly
appears in the doorway: it's Mitch. He growls, "We gotta
talk." Karen turns to stare at him, clearly startled, and
asks him what he wants. Mitch growls that she owes him.
Karen snaps, "Go to hell." Mitch snaps back that the
cops have got a description of him from their little robbery;
if he's caught and put in a line-up, he's history; he needs money
to disappear. Karen snaps at him that she's not getting any from
her; as far as she's concerned-- Mitch suddenly
grabs the lapels of her top, yanks her towards him and snaps,
"You bitch." He then growls that if he goes
under, so does she; no one plays him for a sucker anymore,
so she can just pay up or else. Karen stands there, a look of
terror on her face.
The next morning, Karen is sitting at the table, sipping black
coffee. Alan wanders into the room and comments that she's only
having coffee - there's no bacon and eggs. Karen turns to glare
at him and she comments that she didn't hear him and Jill come
in last night. Alan tells her that they snuck in about 3am. He
adds that Jill is still in bed - all that dancing they did must
have worn her out - or something must have... Karen muses
sourly, "Aren't we the stud?" Alan replies
that plenty of women would think so - and by the time
he gets back from Melbourne, he reckons Katie will be
one of them. Karen suddenly looks at her watch and Alan asks her
if she's expecting someone. Karen replies that she isn't - she
just has to be at the bank early, that's all. She then goes on
that she doesn't think he'll get very far with Katie
- from what she understands, the girl is a professional
virgin. Alan, though, tells her to believe it: the right wine...
the right music... he reckons he can change all that. Jill suddenly
appears in the doorway and sourly says, "Morning." Alan
turns to stare at her and Karen, making a hasty exit, announces
that she's just off to the bank. She goes. Jill immediately snaps
at Alan that he didn't say anything about seeing Katie when he
went to Melbourne. Alan lightly says, "Didn't I?" Jill
asks him if he is going to see her. Alan agrees that
he sure is. He goes on that nobody owns him - so if that's what
she's thinking, she's making a big mistake; she shouldn't expect
him to offer her something that he can't give. Jill retorts that
she didn't say she was expecting anything, did she? Alan
tells her, "As long as you understand." Jill mutters,
"Sure. Fine by me." She looks upset, though.
Patricia is lying in bed in hospital. David is with her as a
nurse administers an injection. Patricia asks her what it's for
and the nurse explains that it's just to make her relax before
they take her in. She pulls the needle out of Patricia's arm and
then tells her that she'll start to feel a bit groggy soon. Patricia
says to her that Dr. Ritter is still doing the operation, isn't
he? The nurse confirms that he certainly is. Patricia then turns
to David and says, "That's right?" David assures her,
"Yeah... Scout's honour."
Dr. Ritter is walking down the path from his house, heading for
his car. He gets in, turns on the ignition and starts reversing
out onto the road. All-of-a-sudden, a car which is parked a short
distance away pulls out and heads straight for his car. It goes
into the back of him at a fair speed. Dr. Ritter rocks backwards
and forwards in his seat before hitting his head on the steering
wheel and passing out...
In her room at the hospital, David asks Patricia how she's feeling.
She replies that she's a little sleepy. David tells her that there's
not much longer to go. There's suddenly a knock on the door and
the nurse comes in and asks David if she can see him. He agrees,
"Sure." He then turns back to Patricia and laughs that
the nurse probably wants to know if she's covered by health insurance!
He heads out into the corridor. Ross is out there with the nurse
and Patricia's police guard. David asks him what he's doing there,
and Ross explains that there's been a problem. The nurse chips
in that they've had a call: Dr. Ritter has been in a car accident
and he's too shaky to go ahead and operate. Ross tells David that
they could cancel it, but everything is set to go: Patricia has
had her pre-op - and as he was originally scheduled to
do the operation, they wondered if David had any objections to
him continuing. Looking worried, David says he doesn't know. He
adds that they know the way Patricia thinks. Ross explains
that that's why they need his permission; Patricia would never
know anything about it until it was over. David retorts that that's
not the point: what happens if she recognises him in the operating
theatre? The nurse chips in that it's hardly likely - Dr. Newman
will be wearing a mask and Mrs. Palmer will be very groggy. She
goes on that she's aware of his wife's attitude, but she doesn't
think they can let that stop her going ahead and having a badly-needed
operation. David sighs, "Yeah..." Ross assures him that
it is in his wife's best interest. David mutters, "Yeah,
OK." Ross, looking relieved, heads off to scrub up. David
stands there looking worried.
A short time later, Ross walks into the operating theatre, wearing
his gowns. The anaesthetist is already in there and Ross asks
him if he's clear on the procedure. The anaesthetist curtly tells
Ross to take care of his part and he'll take care of
his. Ross points out that there's got to be no reason
for suspicion - the woman has already been telling people that
he's out to get her. The anaesthetist assures Ross that he knows
how to do his job, and he then tells him to just make sure the
money comes through. Ross stares at him.
Karen walks into the lounge room at the Fisher house, followed
by Mitch. He asks if they're alone and Karen retorts that she
made sure everyone was out. Mitch then asks about the money. Karen
retorts that she's organised that, too - as much as she could,
anyway. Mitch snaps at her that they agreed on $1,000. Karen,
though, tells him that $300 is all she could raise. Mitch, glaring
at her angrily, snaps that it's not enough; she said-- Karen interrupts
and retorts that she said she'd do what she could; Alan
is the one with the money. She then asks about his friends: can't
they help him? Mitch snaps, "What friends?"
He then goes on that, thanks to her dragging him into knocking
off the Brandon place, he's lost his best mate and discovered
that the bloke he's looked up to for half his life is nothing
but a mass murderer.
Fiona opens the door of her flat to find Barney on the step.
He smiles and says, "Not too early, am I?" Fiona smiles
back and assures him that of course he isn't. She invites him
in and he hands her a bunch of flowers. Fiona tells him that they're
beautiful. Barney replies that he reckons flowers always brighten
up a place a bit. Fiona says she'll put them in water and she
heads into the kitchen. Barney follows her, and, as she goes to
a cupboard, he asks her if she had a chance to think over what
he said last night. Fiona says, "Yes..." She then turns
to face him, continuing, "And the answer is..."
Patricia is lying on a trolley in the corridor at the hospital.
David is there, along with two nurses and the policeman. Patricia
tells David groggily, "I love you." David smiles and
says, "I love you, too." He kisses her and she's then
wheeled off around the corner. David stands there, still looking
At the Fisher house, Mitch is counting the money that Karen has
given him. Karen curtly tells him that he doesn't have
to count it: she said $300 and that's what there. She goes on
angrily that he's not to think he can blackmail any more out of
her, either. Wayne suddenly walks into the room and breezily asks
Karen if she's got the rest of his papers sorted out. Karen indicates
them on the table and he snaps, "Good." Karen curtly
asks him if he doesn't know how to knock. Wayne retorts, "Not
when I've got a key." He adds that she can have it back,
though, as he won't be needing it anymore. He turns round to leave,
and suddenly notices Mitch standing there. A nasty smile crosses
his face and he snarls, "Look who it is: our big hero."
He then asks him if he's held any more people at knife-point lately.
Mitch growls, "No - get lost." Wayne goes on that it's
hardly surprising, though, is it: threatening people is they only
way he can get them interested in him. Mitch snaps, "You
would know." Wayne tells him to stay away from Amanda
from now on - she's not interested. Mitch snaps back at him that
she's a damn sight more interested in him than she is
in Wayne. Wayne yells at him that he should be locked
up: Long Bay is just about the only place he's fit for.
Mitch growls, "Just shut up." Wayne suddenly lashes
out and punches him in the stomach. Mitch bends over double and
then collapses to the ground, falling down by the couch. Wayne
glares at him and says, "Come on. Come on - get up."
Mitch doesn't move, though. Karen cries, "God... you've knocked
him out." Wayne snarls that it's what he deserved. Karen
bends down over Mitch and starts trying to revive him. She then
comments that he must have cracked his head. She takes his wrist
and, after a few seconds, cries, "God, there's no pulse.
He's dead." Wayne stares down at him in shock.
Patricia is lying in the operating theatre. The anaesthetist
asks her, "What's your name?" Patricia quietly replies,
"Patricia Palmer." The anaesthetist asks her, "And
what are you here for?" Patricia tells him, "Knee operation."
The anaesthetist asks, "Which knee?" Patricia says,
"Right knee." The anaesthetist says that's good. He
then tells her that she's just going to feel a small prick in
the back of her hand. Patricia lies there as he administers the
anaesthetic and says, "There we go..." Patricia comments
that it feels cold. Ross is standing by the door, out of Patricia's
sight. A nurse is helping him make sure his gown is tied tightly,
and, as she does so, she comments, "Didn't expect to see
you here this morning, Dr. Newman. Just as well you were here
to take over." A look of horror crosses Patricia's face as
Ross walks over to her and comes into view. She cries weakly,
"No... No... please..." Ross stands over her
and soothes, "It's alright, Patricia. It'll all be over soon."
He's still looking down at Patricia as her vision becomes blurred
and she passes into an unconscious blackness...