Bart is busy chopping away at a bush when he sees Mark's motorcycle
zooming past him. He waves to him and his passenger and then returns
to his work.
Inside the homestead, Alan sits down at the kitchen table and
Barbara pours him some coffee. Alan tells Gordon that he's had
a look at those old sheds this morning: if they tore them down
and cleared up the paddock, they could put in some crops. Gordon,
though, says it might be better to leave that for the moment -
at least until after the auction. Barbara offers Alan some cake,
which he accepts. Gordon then asks Alan how the new man is working
out. Alan replies, "Mark? Oh, pretty good." Gordon asks
him if he thinks he'll stay, but Alan tells him, "I don't
know. I haven't really figured him out yet. Quiet sort of bloke
- except round Mary: I reckon he's taken a real shine to her!"
Barbara gives him a sudden look of concern and then asks, "Where
is Mary?" Alan laughs that he left her with Mark.
He adds that, by the way she was talking, he reckons she wants
him for his motorbike! Gordon, beginning to look worried, muses
that he doesn't like the idea of Mary talking to people they don't
know, and he stands up and heads out, saying he'll be back in
a minute. When he's gone, Alan says to Barbara that he hopes he
hasn't done something wrong. Barbara explains that Gordon's a
bit on edge, that's all: the police seem to think Mary's in danger
and he's being a bit extra-protective. Alan, looking concerned,
says he might go and check she's OK, too, and he stands up and
Bart is still chopping at a bush in the grounds outside as Gordon
asks him, "Which way?" Bart replies that he headed left;
away from the town. He adds that he doesn't think they were going
far. Gordon, though, asks him curtly how he'd know. Alan
joins them and Gordon tells him that Mark has taken Mary off on
his motorbike. Alan asks if it's worth following them, and Gordon
turns back to the house and says he'll get his keys. Alan, though,
says they can use his car.
Mark pulls up his bike in a deserted area in the middle of some
bush. Mary immediately climbs off, undoes her helmet and goes
to run off. Mark, though, grabs her, pushes her to the ground
and snaps that she's not going anywhere. Mary cries fearfully,
"No..." She stares at the logo on his boots
and then looks up to find him pointing a pistol at her head. He
threatens, "No use trying to run away, sweetheart..."
Tim and Brett emerge from the back door at the country house,
Brett saying as they do so that there must be a better way to
make a living than shovelling fertiliser! Tim growls, "You
must have some in your eyes." Looking surprised,
Brett asks him what he's talking about. Tim asks, "Didn't
you see how upset Donna was when you sent her back to
Aunty Beryl's?" Brett tells him curtly to give it a rest.
Tim asks Brett why he's so rotten to her. Brett, though, snaps
at him to just butt out. Tim retorts, "She's a nice girl,
mate. You're damn lucky to have someone like her around."
Spider suddenly walks up and joins them, and he immediately comments
on the smell of the fertiliser on their clothes! Brett tells him
that he wants to apologise about jumping down his throat about
Leigh. Spider assures him that it's water under the bridge. Tim
asks Spider if he thinks she's alright, as no one's heard anything.
Spider, though, assures him that she knows what to do; she's a
real trouper. Looking surprised, Brett comments that that's a
bit of a change, isn't it?: he thought Spider was worried
about her... Spider retorts, "Who said I wasn't? It's just
that I worry a little more casually than most people, that's all."
Quickly changing the subject, he asks if Charlie's home, and Tim
replies that she's inside. Spider heads in there, joking as he
does so that she's probably fretting for his company! Brett suggests
to Tim sourly that they get back to work.
Inside, in the lounge room, Charlie switches the vacuum cleaner
on and starts hoovering. Alison suddenly appears in the doorway
- wearing a robe and with her hair wrapped in a towel - and smiles,
"Why don't you employ a cleaner, Charlie?" Charlie,
not looking at her, replies that she'd love to, but David wouldn't
have a bar of it; he's very old-fashioned when it comes to housewifely
duties. Alison muses, "Yes, he is..." She then asks
if Adam's called. Charlie, though, replies, "No, but I'm
sure if he hears anything--" She turns to face Alison as
she says this, and suddenly breaks off, a look of shock on her
face. Alison asks what's wrong. Charlie murmurs, "I'm not
sure, but with your hair up like that, you remind me so much of--"
She breaks off as Spider comes in and says he just thought he'd
drop in for a little chat. He adds that, actually, he thought
he might take Shane out for the day, if that's alright; it would
give the two of them a rest. Charlie comments that it's not easy
looking after a little baby. Alison suggests that it couldn't
do any harm, but Charlie, though, retorts that Shane is her responsibility
and she'd rather have him where she can keep an eye on him. She
adds, "I can imagine what Leigh would think if anything
happened to him." Alison looks at Spider and muses, "She's
the boss." She walks off. She heads into the kitchen and
Spider follows her. He sits down at the table, commenting as he
does so that he didn't do too well about taking Shane out for
the day. Alison agrees, "No, you didn't." She then asks
him how things are at home. Spider replies that they're not bad,
although they could be better. Alison goes on that it's a pity
Charlie's so determined not to let Shane out of her sight. Spider
points out that the day's not over yet; he might still be able
to change her mind. Alison, though, says she wishes he wouldn't
try and change her mind; it could be dangerous. Spider tells her
tersely, "Spider Webb Esquire has quite a reputation for
twisting women round his little finger." Alison laughs that
it must have been a long time ago! She then continues more seriously
that if they push Charlie too hard, she's going to become suspicious;
they should just play it safe. Spider, though, tells her, "Look,
stop worrying. She won't get suspicious - and I can be quite subtle
when I want to be." Charlie suddenly comes in, holding a
photograph, and she exclaims, "I was right! It's amazing!"
Spider starts to say to her, "Listen, about me taking Shane
out for the day. I was wondering--" Charlie, though, interrupts
him and retorts that she's already told him once. She then starts
staring at Alison and she comments, "The same bone structure...
the eyes..." Alison asks her what on earth she's talking
about. Charlie explains, "You and Patricia." She adds
that she found the photo in David's room, before going on, "You're
so alike, it's incredible!" Alison quickly assures her, "You're
not the first person to come to that conclusion. In fact,
a lot of people who saw us together said exactly the
same thing." She then makes a hasty exit, saying she's going
to dry her hair. Spider takes the photo from Charlie and, looking
at it, says, "You know, you're right? She does look
like Alison. They could even be related. Very striking
woman." Charlie muses, "Mmm..."
Alan is driving his car along a road, with Gordon sitting in
the passenger seat. Alan pulls the vehicle to a halt and suggests
to Gordon that he doesn't think there's much point going on; it's
a pretty powerful bike that Mark's got. Gordon admits that they
don't know where he's gone. Alan asks if they should go back to
the house and Gordon sighs that there's not much else to do -
except wait. Alan turns the vehicle round and starts to head back.
Out in the clearing in the bush, Mark hands Mary a piece of paper
and a pen. Looking scared, she asks, "What are these
for?" Mark tells her menacingly, "Your confession...
about how you killed your grandparents." Mary cries, "I
didn't." Mark, though, retorts lightly, "Really?
Well, let's just pretend, huh? Say that, er... you couldn't live
with the guilt and had to commit suicide." Mary cries, "I
can't." Mark points the pistol at her again and orders, "Try."
Mary, though, cries, "Please. I can't." Mark
threatens, "You start writing sweetheart..." Mary, though,
tells him, "I can't read and I can't write." Mark snaps,
"Bull." Mary, though, insists, "It's true. Nan
never taught me. I don't know why; she just didn't. All I know
is how to sign my name." Mark suddenly puts the gun to her
neck and demands, "Who knows you can't read and write? Anyone
at Woombai?" Mary shakes her head and starts whimpering.
Mark grabs the pen and pad from her and growls, "In that
case, I'll print the note... and you can sign
it." Holding Mary in front of him, he goes and leans on the
saddle of his bike, putting the gun down so that he can write.
Mary suddenly elbows him in the stomach, and he bends over double.
Mary seizes the opportunity to grab the gun and point it at him.
Alan and Gordon are still heading back to Woombai. Gordon says
to Alan that if Mary and Mark aren't back from Woombai, they're
going to call the police. They suddenly hear a shot ring out and
Gordon cries, "What the hell was that?" Alan
asks if anyone from the riding school is out shooting, but Gordon
retorts, "Not as far as I know - and it sounded
like a pistol shot." He then points in front of them and
adds, "Up ahead."
Mark is bending over the saddle of his motorbike. Mary is still
aiming the pistol at him, but she suddenly hears a car coming,
and she throws the weapon down onto the ground and runs up onto
the road. Gordon and Alan spot her and Alan pulls his car to a
halt. Gordon calls, "Mary! You alright?" Mary cries,
"Mark. He tried to kill me." Mark's motorcycle
suddenly pulls out onto the road behind them. Mary climbs into
the car and Alan starts reversing to go after him.
In the reception of Irene's surgery at the boarding house in
Sydney, Samantha hands a patient a receipt and confirms her appointment.
She goes. Irene emerges from the examination room and asks, "No
more victims?!" Samantha checks and replies, "Not 'til
after lunch!" Irene says, "Good. I want to get over
to Crossley House." Samantha comments that she won't have
much time, but Irene replies that it'll keep her busy. Samantha
suddenly remarks, "You've been doing a lot of that,
lately." Irene asks innocently, "Have I?" Samantha
goes on that she knows it's none of her business, but it's Roland,
isn't it? Irene, though, retorts that she hadn't really given
it much thought. She then hesitates before admitting, "Yes,
of course it's Roland. If I keep busy, I don't have to think about
it. I still miss him. I keep going over everything that happened,
wondering if there wasn't some way I could have handled things
better." Samantha asks her if she's heard from him, but Irene
replies sadly, "No." She goes on that she has to admit
that, the first week, her heart skipped a beat every time the
'phone rang, but it was always someone else. She then adds that
she will get over it. Changing the subject, she smiles,
"This is not getting me to Crossley House. Now do you want
to come for a drive?" Samantha smiles, "Sure!"
Brett is working in the grounds of the country house as Tim sits
on a bench, watching him and commenting, "I can't figure
you out. I lose my girlfriend and you're all sympathy.
Then Donna shows up and you're acting as though it's
the end of the world. You're not even glad to see her,
are you? The only reason she came down from Ararat was because
of you." Brett suddenly stops working and, glaring
at Tim, snaps, "Listen, when are you going to get it through
your thick skull? It's none of your business. Now back off, OK?"
Tim sighs, "Alright, I won't mention her again." Brett
mutters that he's sorry, but he's a bit edgy: Donna suddenly hit
him with some news last night. Tim asks, "What?"
Donna is sitting on the couch at Beryl's, watching TV, when the
front door bangs and Beryl comes in, loaded down with groceries.
She asks Donna how her morning was, but Donna just looks at her
blankly. Beryl comments that things can't be that bad.
Donna explains that she was thinking of checking into a hostel,
and she asks Beryl if she can use her 'phone. Looking surprised,
Beryl comments that she thought Donna was going to stay there
a while longer. Donna replies that she was, but she doesn't think
she should, now. Beryl smiles at her and says carefully, "Donna,
I don't know what the problem is, love, but I do know that if
you're around friends, it's a lot easier. Is it something to do
with Brett?" Donna nods. There's silence and then Beryl concedes,
"If you don't want to talk about it..." Donna, though,
admits that she should talk to someone. She then goes
on, "I thought he loved me, Mrs. Palmer. We've been together
since High School. Just been making a fool of myself." Beryl
asks her why she thinks that, and Donna sighs, "The way he
reacted when I told him the news." Beryl looks at her and
she explains, "I'm going to have a baby, Mrs. Palmer. Brett's
A few moments later, Donna sighs that she didn't know what to
do: Brett acts like he doesn't want to know about it.
Beryl asks her if she's sure he's the father and Donna insists,
"Yes. I'm not like some of the other girls at home."
Beryl asks her if she's told her parents, but Donna shakes her
head. She goes on that she thought that, once she saw Brett, he'd
tell her what to do, but he doesn't even care. Beryl
suggests that he's probably more shocked than anything; it must
have been a big surprise for him. Donna murmurs, "I can't
go home. Mum and dad would kill me." Beryl laughs
that she doubts that. She then asks Donna if she'd like her
to talk to Brett, but Donna quickly says she doesn't want to push
him into anything; if he wants to marry her and look after the
baby then fine - but if he doesn't, then she'll leave. Beryl says
she knows it doesn't mean much, but she should try not to worry;
they'll work something out.
Tim is sitting outside a barn in the grounds at the country house,
listening as Brett says, "That's why I haven't been throwing
too many jokes since she arrived." Tim asks him what he's
going to do, but Brett says he's not sure. Tim comments that it
seems to him that he's only got one choice: marry her. Brett,
though, mutters, "Come off the grass." Tim asks him
what else he can do, and Brett replies, "If I knew
a doctor... someone who could, you know..." Tim realises
angrily, "Get rid of the baby?" Brett retorts,
"Yeah, well, it happens." Tim snaps, "It shouldn't.
You got yourself into this mess, mate. Now you've
got to do the right thing." He goes on, "I can't understand
you. I always thought you liked kids." Brett, though,
retorts, "This is different. Donna and I can't bring up a
kid; what kind of life would it have? It would be bad news all
round. Donna should have been more careful." Tim snarls,
"Well, why weren't you more careful? You make me
sick. You get all high-and-mighty about Leigh, but when you get
yourself into trouble, you go running around blaming
someone else. You're selfish, mate. No one else matters as far
as you're concerned, do they?" Brett glares
at him and then storms off.
Inside, Spider is sitting at the kitchen table as Alison prepares
a salad and Charlie talks on the 'phone, saying, "Alright,
darling, I'll tell her." She then hangs up and Alison asks
if that was Adam. Charlie replies, "Yes. He's found some
- 'associates' was the word I think he used - of Eddie Benson.
He's going to see them and see what he can find out." Looking
pleased, Alison asks if he thinks they'll be able to lead him
to Eddie. Charlie points out, "He's one step closer, isn't
he!" She then warns Alison not to get her hopes up too high
- Eddie might still not be able to help clear Patricia's name.
Alison, though, insists, "Oh come on, Charlie, be positive.
Of course he will. In fact, I feel we can put the champagne on
ice now." Spider stares at her in surprise. Charlie
warns her not to get too carried away. Changing the subject,
she then suggests that Alison go and tell the boys that lunch
is nearly ready. Alison accepts this and heads out. When she's
gone, Spider muses to Charlie, "Keen as mustard to clear
Patricia's name, isn't she?" Charlie smiles, "We all
are, darling." Spider, though, goes on, "She just seems
to be taking things pretty much to heart, if you ask me. What
do you think?" Charlie, looking thoughtful, murmurs,
"I don't know, Spider..."
Irene and Samantha are walking along in the grounds of Crossley
House with Chris Bainbridge, and Samantha comments that it's a
nice place. Chris asks her sarcastically what she was expecting!
Irene thanks Chris for showing them around, and she adds that
she has to say she's impressed. Chris tells her that it's a pity
Sister Jean's away; she's the driving force round there. Irene
says she'd like to meet her. She then asks if they have a resident
doctor, but Chris sighs, "No such luck, I'm afraid. Know
anyone we can rope in?" Irene smiles that if she
can give a hand, then just give her a call. Chris tells her that
he'll pass the word on. They arrive back at Irene's car, and Irene
goes and gets in. Samantha lingers with Chris and comments that
it's a good garden. Chris tells her that he's been doing some
planting today, and he points out an area nearby, saying they
should have some nice shrubs there in a few months. He then pauses
before changing the subject and saying seriously, "Samantha,
I was wondering if you'd like to go out sometime. The pictures,
maybe." Samantha immediately smiles, "Alright."
Chris smiles back in relief and tells her, "I didn't know
whether you'd say 'yes' or not; I daresay Andy's been badmouthing
me." Samantha, though, assures him, "I make my own
judgements." She then asks him what he was thinking of seeing,
but Chris laughs that he hadn't got that far. Samantha suggests
that they just go into town tonight and see what's on! Irene suddenly
calls from her car, "Hurry it up, slowcoach!" Samantha
heads for the car, calling back to Chris as she does so, "Pick
me up at 7:30pm." Chris tells her that he'll see her then!
In the grounds at Woombai, Gordon and Alan shake the hands of
two detectives, who climb back into their car and drive off. No
one notices Mark hiding in some bushes nearby, now holding a rifle...
He loads it. Alan says to Gordon that he can't figure Mark out:
if he's the murderer and he thought Mary could recognise him,
why turn up at Woombai? - and if she can't, he's got nothing to
worry about anyway. He adds, "The bloke must be off his rocker."
Gordon explains that that's what the police are afraid of: maybe
he thought that if he could put the blame on Mary, it would take
the heat off him. He adds, "I just hope they catch
the mongrel before it's too late." He and Alan head inside.
Mark watches them from his hiding place among some trees...
Inside, Barbara takes some baking out of the oven and places
it on the counter. Mary is with her, stirring some more cake mixture,
and Barbara comments to her that she didn't think she'd be up
to helping after this morning. Mary murmurs that she has to get
her mind off what happened somehow. Barbara says she's
sure the police will pick Mark up sooner or later. Gordon and
Alan come in through the back door and Gordon remarks that their
cooking smells good! Mary immediately asks him if he thinks the
police will catch Mark, and Gordon replies that of course he does
- although it'll probably be in Queensland or Victoria. Alan chips
in that the police think it likely that he's headed interstate.
Barbara smiles that she told Mary she had nothing to
worry about. She then suggests to Mary that she take the vegetables
and they can all go and sit down. Alan tells her that she'll give
her a hand. All of a sudden, a shot suddenly rings out, and Alan
- who's standing in front of the window - drops to the ground.
Mary screams out in terror. Gordon dives to the ground and crawls
across to where Alan's lying with his hand to his chest. He tells
him to try not to move. Barbara asks if he's alright. She hands
Gordon a teatowel, which he places on Alan's wound. He then asks
Alan how he feels, and he replies weakly, "Like I could lie
here for a while..." Gordon tells Barbara to look after him
and Barbara says she will. Gordon starts crawling backwards and
Barbara asks him anxiously where he's going. He replies that he's
going to call the police and an ambulance. Mary cries that she's
scared. Gordon takes down the 'phone from the counter.
Charlie is talking to Fiona on the 'phone in the kitchen at the
country house, and she asks how David is. Fiona replies, "Pretty
much on the mend - and very keen to start looking for Patricia."
Charlie asks if they have any idea where to start. Fiona, though,
admits, "No - but at least we've got the photo." A look
of surprise crosses Charlie's face, and she asks, "What
photo?" Fiona explains, "Of Patricia. She's had plastic
surgery. Doesn't look anything like she used to." Looking
shocked, Charlie exclaims that she doesn't believe it. Fiona,
though, says she's afraid it's true. She adds that she didn't
say anything before because so much else has been happening. Charlie
stands there, not saying anything. Fiona eventually prompts, "Charlie?"
Charlie quickly says, "Oh, sorry. Say hello to David for
me." Fiona says she will and then adds that she'd better
go. The two women say goodbye to each other and Charlie hangs
up very slowly. Spider stands up from where he's sitting at the
table and asks if there's anything he can help with. Charlie,
though, murmurs, "No, I don't think so." Spider points
out, "Two heads are better than one." Charlie,
though, asks him to go and read the paper or help the boys. She
adds, "There's something I need to think about..."
Tim and Brett are approaching the back door outside, Brett saying
he's going to skip lunch and he'll probably be back late. Tim
asks him where he's going, and he explains that he's going to
see Donna. He adds that he was thinking about what Tim said, and
maybe he was right. Tim asks, "About marrying her?"
Brett replies that he doesn't see there's much else he can do.
Spider suddenly emerges from the house and complains, "That
Charlie's turning into a real tyrant." Tim asks why that
is, and Spider retorts, "I've just been told to clear out:
read the paper or help you boys." Brett tells Tim that he'll
see him later and he heads off. Spider asks Tim what the matter
with Brett is and Tim explains that he has a few things on his
mind; hassles with Donna. Spider mouths, "Oh..."
Alison is sitting inside, in the lounge room, reading a book
entitled Being Your Own Boss. Charlie suddenly appears
in the doorway, a glum expression on her face, and Alison comments
to her that she doesn't look too happy. Charlie murmurs, "No..."
Alison asks what's wrong, and Charlie, walking into the room slowly,
replies, "Fiona rang - about David." Alison asks, "And?"
Charlie tells her, "Bad news." A look of horror crosses
Alison's face and she demands, "What kind of bad
news?" Charlie says quietly, "I don't want to talk about
it." Alison, though, stands up and asks earnestly, "What
did Fiona say? What happened?" Charlie stares at her and
asks her, "Why are you getting so upset?" Alison
retorts, "If anything's happened to David, I want to know."
Charlie protests, "You don't even know the man.
It's nothing to do with you." She then adds, "I'm
going to lie down." Alison suddenly snaps, "For God's
sake, Charlie, tell me: what's wrong with him?"
Charlie looks at her and then replies calmly, "Nothing."
Alison stares at her in surprise and asks, "What?"
Charlie tells her, "He's fine. It was a test."
Alison gives her a look and then smiles and says, "You do
go on sometimes, Charlie." She goes to sit down again, but
Charlie tells her, "There's only one reason you'd react the
way you did. You're Patricia - aren't you."