A while later, Barbara is in the kitchen, filling the kettle
with water, when Gordon comes in. Barbara asks how Mary is, and
Gordon replies that she's still upset. He adds that it must have
been one hell of a dream. Barbara murmurs, "I think I might
have been a bit hasty in thinking she was a suspect..." At
that moment, Mary comes in and Barbara offers her a cup of tea.
Mary accepts. Gordon says he might go and catch some sun outside
for a while, and he heads out. Mary offers to make the tea for
Barbara, insisting that it keeps her mind off things. She takes
the kettle. Barbara pauses and then says, "Mary... I owe
you an apology. I haven't been very fair to you, have I? I've
never disliked you - I don't want you to think that; it's just
that I'm a naturally cautious person, I suppose, and you coming
out here out of the blue... well, I put two and two together and
I came up with the wrong answer." Mary smiles at her as she
continues, "Gordon has this happy knack of being able to
accept people straight away; I take a bit longer, that's
all. Anyway, if you have any problems or you want to speak to
either of us, we're both here." Mary thanks her, gratefully.
Outside, the motorcyclist is up a ladder, checking some brackets
attached to a tree as Alan stands on the ground watching. The
motorcyclist suddenly notices Mary emerging from the homestead
with a cup of tea for Gordon, and he stares at her intently. He
then climbs down the ladder. On the verandah at the homestead,
Mary tells Gordon that she's sorry if she was a bit rude to Mrs.
Hamilton this morning. Gordon, though, assures her that, as long
as it's all sorted out... Mary smiles that she thinks it is. By
the trees, the motorcyclist asks Alan who the girl is: the boss's
daughter? Alan, though, tells him, "No. Mary someone. Only
been here a week or two." The motorcyclist comments, "A
newcomer, eh? Just like me." He then goes on, "Nice
looker. Anyone got there yet?" Alan, though, snaps, "No,
mate, and I wouldn't bother trying, either. She's going through
a pretty rough time at the moment: some maniac shot both her grandparents."
The motorcyclist looks away momentarily before turning back to
Alan and asking, "Did she see who it was?" Alan retorts
that he doesn't know the details. The motorcyclist muses, "How
would you feel, eh?" Alan retorts, "Yeah, well she's
in good hands now: the Hamiltons are taking care of her."
The motorcyclist looks at Mary intently.
Colin is sitting in the lounge room at Dural as Andy paces the
floor and growls that he ought to kick Wayne's head in. Colin
points out that it's a pity he hasn't got any proof. Andy suggests
curtly that they should go and do it anyway; it's the only language
he understands. Colin points out that he can't just walk in and
belt him up. Andy, though, snaps, "Why not? That van was
my bread and butter. At least we can make him own up to it. You
don't want to see him get away with it, do you?" Colin stares
at him and then sighs, "OK." Out in the hallway, Jenny
is coming downstairs and she says hello to Andy as he emerges
from the lounge room. She then asks him and Colin where they're
off to, and Colin replies that they're going to see Wayne. Jenny
asks what's happened. Andy growls, "Nothing yet."
He and Colin go, leaving Jenny looking worried.
Wayne is sitting out by Charlie's pool when he spots Andy and
Colin approaching, and he mutters sarcastically, "If if isn't
Batman and Robin." Andy growls that they've got a couple
of things to talk about. Wayne mutters, "Call me tomorrow.
I'm busy." Andy orders him to get up, but Wayne retorts that
he said he's busy. Andy grabs the book that's lying on Wayne's
chest and flings it into the pool. This prompts Wayne to stand
up and snap, "What do you think--? I just bought
that. You owe me five bucks, thickhead." Andy snaps, "You
owe me twenty grand." Wayne asks, "What?"
Colin chips in, "His van." Andy growls at Wayne, "You
organised to have it wrecked." Wayne tells him not to be
stupid; he can't prove a thing. Andy, though, poking Wayne in
the chest, warns him, "You're going to admit it." Wayne
asks, "Yeah?" Andy nods, "Yeah." He then punches
Wayne in the stomach, causing him to double up in pain. He and
Colin then grab Wayne and push him down onto the patio so that
he's leaning over the pool. Wayne growls, "I'm not telling
you mongrels anything." Andy snaps, "All you
have to do is admit that you set it up." Wayne snaps, "Go
to hell." Andy and Colin then push Wayne's head under the
water and hold it there for several seconds. Beginning to look
nervous, Colin warns Andy that they'd better not leave it too
long. Andy, though, retorts that they'll let him panic a bit.
He eventually pulls Wayne's head back up and demands, "Well?"
Wayne coughs and splutters, but doesn't answer. Andy pushes his
head under again.
Jenny is sitting in the lounge room at Dural when Stephen wanders
in and smiles, "Signed, sealed and delivered: two return
tickets to the land of the long white cloud!" He sits down
with his wife and asks her if she had a sleep this afternoon.
Jenny assures him that she had a lie-down. Stephen comments that
she still looks tired. He then asks where Colin is, and Jenny
replies that he's with Andy, seeing Wayne - and if she looks a
bit worried, that's why: they were all geared up for war when
they left. She adds, "I was wondering if you wouldn't mind
going round there... just to make sure things don't get out of
hand." Stephen kisses her and smiles, "Of course not."
Andy and Colin pull Wayne's head out of Charlie's pool again
and Andy demands, "You changed your mind?" Colin warns
Andy that they shouldn't push it too far, but Andy retorts, "He's
still conscious." He pushes Wayne's head under again. Stephen
suddenly appears and snaps, "Andy! What the hell do you think
you're doing?" He goes and pulls Andy and Colin away from
Wayne, warning them that they'll kill him. Andy glares
at Stephen and, pointing at Wayne, snaps, "Twenty thousand
bucks, burnt out on his say-so. Someone hits me, I
hit back." Stephen warns him that he almost drowned
Wayne, but Andy mutters, "He'll live." Stephen then
turns to Wayne - who's coughing - and asks him if he swallowed
any water. Wayne shakes his head. Stephen turns back to Andy and
asks him, "Now what the hell were you two idiots trying to
A few moments later, Andy snaps, "But he destroyed my van."
Colin chips in, "You think he did." Andy snaps,
"I'm pretty damn sure." Stephen yells at him,
"You can't go round drowning people on hunches." Andy,
though, retorts, "You should talk - you
nearly ran him down." Stephen insists that he had
no intention of hitting him. Andy yells, "Well we
weren't going to kill him. It's just that... well, he
deserved it. OK, so I got a bit carried away..." Stephen
growls, "A bit carried away?" Colin mutters,
"Sorry." Stephen, though, says he doesn't think it's
him they should be apologising to. Wayne struggles to
his feet and snarls, "It's too late for sorrys. That's attempted
murder. You're goners, both of you. I'm getting the cops."
With that, he heads off back to the house.
Stephen follows Wayne into Charlie's lounge room and suggests
that they talk about it. Wayne dials a number on the 'phone and
then asks for the police. Stephen puts his hand down on the receiver
to cancel the call, though, as he warns Wayne, "I really
don't think you've thought this through." Wayne growls that
talking it through's not going to make a scrap of difference.
Stephen, though, points out, "If the police are brought in
and the boys are charged, the whole business with the van's going
to come under a real investigation; not just routine form-filling.
Now if - hypothetically - you did have something to do
with it... you'd be better off saying nothing."
Wayne looks down at the floor, an expression of annoyance on his
face. Stephen then asks him if he's alright. Wayne retorts that
he's fine - despite everyone's attempts to kill him. Stephen smiles,
"I'll tell Andy and Colin you changed your mind." He
goes. Wayne pours himself a large glass of scotch.
Adam is talking to Caroline in Melbourne, telling her that she's
barking up the wrong tree: Alison's not conning Charlie.
Caroline cries that Alison's a fake; she spoke to Cynthia.
Adam tells her that she must have got her confused: she knew Patricia
Palmer - David's wife - not Cynthia. He adds that they're trying
to clear Patricia of the murder rap; that's why Alison's down
there. Caroline, looking intrigued, asks how she's doing, but
Adam replies that it's been a brick wall so far. Caroline thanks
him, adding that she's sorry to have wasted his time. Adam heads
off into the police station, leaving Caroline with a sly look
on her face...
Alison is sitting alone in the lounge room at the country house,
holding Isabella and saying, "You remember me, don't
you? Can't fool you so easily." Charlie suddenly
waltzes in and exclaims, "What a trial. I'd forgotten how
difficult babies can be!" She sits down and comments that
Beryl could always get Shane to sleep; it's a pity she
decided to go to. Alison mutters that that's a matter of opinion.
Charlie insists that there's nothing wrong with her, but Alison
assures her, "I know, I know. She's not my type, that's all."
The 'phone suddenly starts ringing and Charlie answers it. Caroline
comes on and says it's her. Sounding surprised, Charlie asks her
if she hasn't gone back to Sydney yet. Caroline explains that
she's calling about yesterday: she got a bit carried away and
she's sorry. Charlie smiles that that's alright. Caroline then
adds that she wouldn't like to leave on bad terms, and she asks
Charlie if she'd be able to meet her somewhere for coffee. Charlie
muses that it's a bit difficult at the moment, but Caroline tells
her that if she can't get out, she could come to the
house. Charlie shrugs reluctantly, "If you want
to..." Caroline says she'll be over in half an hour, and
she hangs up. At the country house, Charlie then tells Alison
that Caroline is coming over. Alison tells her tautly that she
could have said 'no', but Charlie points out that she does owe
Caroline something: she brought Isabella down. Alison raises her
Mary is walking in the grounds at Woombai when she passes a ladder.
Something suddenly falls down from above, and the guy up the ladder
- the motorcyclist - starts to climb down, saying that he's sorry;
he didn't mean to scare her. He then holds out his hand and introduces
himself as Mark. Mary introduces herself and Mark asks
her if she lives there. Mary replies, "At the moment. I'm
only the housekeeper, though." Mark smiles, "You been
at it long?" Mary replies, "A few days." Suddenly
looking suspicious, she asks him if she hasn't seen him before
somewhere. Mark, though, tells her that he doesn't think so; he
only rode up from Chandler yesterday. Mary, beginning to look
worried, asks, "What, on a bike?" Mark nods,
"Yeah," and he asks her if she's scared of
bikes. Mary assures him, "No. It's just... some of the riders..."
Mark assures her, "I'm one of the good ones."
He then adds, "Tell you what, I'll take you for a ride sometime,
if you like." Mary exclaims, "Great!" She then
adds, though, that it might have to wait: she's got to stay round
the house for a few days. Mark asks why, and Mary tells him, "You
know... work." Mark insists that they've got to give her
some time off, but Mary replies that she doesn't know
when it will be. She goes to walk off. Mark calls after her, "I'll
see you again sometime." Mary smiles back, "I hope so!"
A short time later, inside, in the kitchen, Mary is telling Barbara
enthusiastically, "He's tops! He only started today, and
he's got a bike, too - just like Steve McQueen in The Great
Escape and Marvin Brando--" Barbara interrupts her and
corrects, "Marlon Brando!" Mary goes on, "He
says he'll take me for a ride!" Gordon suddenly wanders in
and Barbara smiles at him, "Ah! Our Mary would like to become
a bikie!" Gordon laughs and points out, "So did you
last year!" Barbara gives him a look and explains that one
of the riders wants to take Mary for a ride. Mary pleads, "Please.
We won't go far." Gordon, though, says dubiously that he's
sure it can wait. Mary insists that nothing's going to happen,
but Gordon points out that it would be better to stay on the property.
Mary sighs reluctantly, "I suppose so..."
Caroline has arrived at the country house, and as Charlie pours
some coffee for the two of them in the lounge room, Caroline tells
her that she knows she shouldn't have gone to Adam, but she really
thought Alison was up to something. Charlie asks, "Did you,
darling?" Caroline then asks if Alison isn't home today,
and Charlie replies that she thinks she had something on. Caroline
mutters, "How convenient..." Charlie says to her sharply,
"I don't know why you're so suspicious." Caroline replies
that Alison's just a bit strange: Adam said she's a friend
of Patricia's who wants to clear her name, or something. She adds,
"One does wonder..." Charlie asks, "Does
one?" Caroline tells her, "I do. For instance,
where did she meet Patricia: on the balcony of yet another
Mayfair party? And what's this crusade to prove her innocence?"
Charlie laughs that it's hardly a crusade. Caroline, though, asks,
"What would you call it?" Charlie replies,
"A natural desire to correct an injustice. And if you must
know, they met in Rio." Caroline comments that it's still
a bit mysterious; you can't get away from that. Charlie, though,
tells her, "Nonsense, darling. You're reading far too much
into it." Caroline doesn't look as if she believes this...
Adam and Alison emerge from the police station, Alison saying
to Adam that he said on the 'phone he had something; she hopes
it's good. Adam hands her a piece of paper and explains, "The
names of the two guys in Jeff O'Brien's hospital ward. I got the
go-ahead to re-open the case about an hour ago." A broad
smile on her face, Alison exclaims, "That's terrific!"
She then adds that all they have to do now is find the
guys. Adam tells her, "While you were on your way down, I
did a bit of checking." Alison asks, "And?" Adam
replies, "The top guy is a bit of a petty crim - he's been
in and out of jail for years; unfortunately, he's out at the moment
and no one knows where he is. But the other bloke - Tanner - is
still in hospital." Alison smiles at him in delight.
A while later, Alison and Adam are driving along in Adam's car,
approaching the hospital, and Alison asks, "How long's he
been here? A whole year?" Adam replies that he thinks so.
Alison muses that she wonders what he's got. Adam suggests that
they'll find out pretty soon. He then adds that she should let
him do the talking. He pulls his car into a car park
and the two of them climb out. As they then start to approach
the building on foot, Alison assures Adam that she'll be as quiet
as a mouse - as long as Tanner tells him what Jeff O'Brien did
that night. Adam points out that it was twelve months ago. Alison,
though, comments that it would have been very unusual: if Jeff
did kill Luke, he'd have had to get out of his pyjamas,
disappear for a couple of hours and then sneak back in again;
that sort of thing doesn't happen every day. Adam suggests that
they not get too excited. Alison, though, asks, "Why on earth
not? It's the most convincing proof that Patricia was innocent
that we're ever like to get."
A few moments later, Adam and Alison are inside and they approach
the reception desk. Adam - who's still wearing his police uniform
- asks the receptionist if she might be able to help him find
John Tanner. The receptionist picks up a book and starts flicking
through some pages. As she does so, Adam adds that he's been there
for quite a while - just over a year. The receptionist finds an
entry and says, "Oh yes, here we are." Her face suddenly
drops, though, and she murmurs, "Oh..." Looking concerned,
Alison asks, "What is it?" The receptionist says, "I'm
sorry, you can't speak to him." Adam insists that it is rather
urgent. He adds that they realise he may be very ill, but he could
help them a great deal; they're dealing with a homicide investigation
here. The receptionist explains, "You don't understand. He's
dying. He's been in a coma for over a week". A look of annoyance
crosses Alison's face and she sighs heavily in disappointment.
That evening, Mary is polishing the living room table at the
Woombai homestead when Gordon and Barbara emerge from the kitchen
after dinner. Barbara, looking surprised, asks Mary what she's
doing, and she explains that the table had a few marks. She adds,
"You don't mind, do you?" Barbara smiles, "Of course
not, but you don't have to finish it tonight." Mary tells
her that it only needs one more polish, but Barbara insists, "It's
fine. You've done a very good job. Now come on - we appreciate
you wanting to help, but there's no need to work eighteen hours
a day, you know!" Gordon suggests to her that she have an
early night, but Mary quickly replies, "Oh, I'm OK."
Barbara tells her that after a good night's sleep she'll feel
as bright as a button. Mary accepts this and heads off - reluctantly.
When she's gone, Barbara says to Gordon quietly that she thinks
she'll just heat up some milk for the girl. Gordon smiles that
that's a good idea. Barbara asks if she's being too fussy, but
Gordon tells her that Mary will see that she cares; that's the
main thing. Barbara comments, "I haven't actually
apologised for losing my temper." Gordon tells her that there's
no need to, but Barbara insists that she was being unreasonable.
Gordon assures her that Mary knows she believes her and so does
he; there's no need for apologies. He then heads off to put the
electric blanket on his and Barbara's bed.
Adam is sitting with Charlie and Alison at the table in the kitchen
at the country house, but he stands up and says he'd better make
a move. Alison says, "Thanks anyway, Adam," but Adam
points out that there's still the other bloke - he'll start tracking
him down tomorrow. He then says goodbye to Charlie and goes. When
they're alone, Charlie asks Alison if she'd like to watch some
tele, but Alison snaps that she's not in the mood. Looking surprised,
Charlie asks her if she's sure she's not taking this a bit much
to heart. Alison stares at her and snaps, "Don't you want
to see Patricia cleared?" Charlie starts to reply, "Well
yes, of course--" Alison interrupts her and, banging her
hand on the table, growls, "We were so close to finding the
proof we needed." Charlie assures her, "We still will.
Adam will find the other man. It's just that I don't see why you're
so het-up about it. You didn't know Patricia that well,
did you?" Alison retorts, "I didn't know her long,
but we became close friends very quickly." Charlie muses,
"That doesn't surprise me." Alison stares at her as
she adds, "The more I see of you, the more you remind me
of her." Alison tuts, "Rubbish. You do go on sometimes,
Charlie." Charlie immediately retorts, "There, you see?
That's exactly the sort of thing she used to say."
Alison mutters, "Well I probably picked it up from her."
With that, she stands up and announces that she's going to bed.
She storms out, leaving Charlie looking puzzled.
Mary is lying in bed at the Woombai homestead when there's a
knock on the door and Barbara comes in. She hands the girl a mug
of warm milk, explaining that she thought it might help her sleep.
She then goes and sits on the edge of Mary's bed and suddenly
notices something in Mary's hand. She asks what it is, and Mary
explains that it's a lucky charm; it used to be her nan's. Barbara
asks if she can see it and Mary hands it over. Barbara lays it
out on her hand: it's a little metal crucifix on a chain. As Barbara
stares at it, Mary says, "When I was young, I didn't go into
town much. It used to be scary seeing all the people, but nan
would put that on me and say, 'There, you're safe now. No one
can touch you.'" Barbara asks Mary if she knows what it is,
and Mary replies, "She explained later. Didn't make much
sense, though." Barbara comments that her nan sounded like
a wonderful woman, and Mary murmurs, "She was."
Barbara goes on, "Unlike your grandfather, huh?" Mary
looks away, and Barbara asks, "You still don't want to talk
about him?" She goes continues, "You know, Mary, he
must have been quite a nice person for your nan to have wanted
to marry him." Mary, though, cries, "She didn't know
then." Barbara looks at her and she explains, "He always
used to drink a bit. Last few years it got like he didn't do much
else. That wouldn't have been so bad, though... except
he used to sort of... you know... touch me. When nan
found out, he belted her and came back and... every couple of
days he'd feel sorry as hell and then he'd get drunk again and...
oh, it was awful. I just hated him." Barbara puts
a sympathetic hand on her shoulder and murmurs, "You poor
kid." She then suggests to Mary that she must be tired. Mary
cries that she doesn't want to go to sleep; she'll dream
again. Barbara assures her that she'll be alright; she and Gordon
are in the very next woman. She then places Mary's nan's chain
around Mary's neck and suggests to her that it might make her
feel better. Mary lies down and Barbara tells her that she'll
see her bright and early in the morning. She goes to leave the
room. Mary suddenly calls, "Mrs. Hamilton? Thankyou."
Barbara tells her to sleep tight and she turns off the light and
Later that night, in the kitchen, the back door opens and is
closed very quietly. A dark silhouette makes its way slowly and
noiselessly through the living room and out into the hallway to
Mary's bedroom and opens the door. The person then tiptoes into
the room and stands at the end of Mary's bed. The person is Mark.
He stands there, staring down at Mary as she lies asleep...