At the Morrell apartment, Mary is telling Roger, "I still
think of nan; still miss her." Roger replies
that he knows what it's like - to lose someone. Changing the subject,
he asks Mary if she goes out much in Sydney; dancing
the night away and painting the town red. Mary smiles but tells
him, "Not really. I guess I'm not too good with people."
Roger smiles back, "Oh, I wouldn't say that..." Mary
looks at him gratefully and tells him, "You're nice, you
know? Alison was wrong about you." Roger muses that
he's tried to talk to Alison, but she's got a story straight
from Patricia's mouth and he hasn't got a hope of convincing her
of the truth. He then goes on, "Alison doesn't believe that
you're Patricia's daughter, does she?" As Mary gives him
a quizzical look, he explains, "Caroline told me."
Mary asks, "Do you?" Roger replies, "From
what you've said, your nan sounds like an honest person. Yes."
He then goes on, "Looks like we both want to find
Patricia: you want to find your mum and I want
to apologise; make her see that I'm not hunting her. Perhaps we
can help each other...?"
In Fiona's flat at the boarding house, Hung says to Fiona and
Irene, "I'm sorry I made things unhappy." Fiona comments
to Irene irritably that she thought Chris was supposed to be sensible
these days. Irene mutters, "So did I." Hung
suggests that he should go, but Fiona tells him quickly that he's
not going anywhere. Andy comes back in and announces
that Samantha has gone home and Chris just walked off and didn't
want to listen. Irene comments that it seems Chris still needs
someone to blame for what happened to his father. Hung asks what
happened. Fiona, looking uncomfortable, pauses and replies that
it's rather a long story... Hung insists, "Tell me."
Andy says he might go for a walk and see if he can find Chris.
He heads out. Fiona tells Hung nervously that she doesn't know
quite where to start. Irene suggests, "Try the beginning."
She walks off. Fiona invites Hung to sit down.
Andy is walking along the corridor when he suddenly bumps into
Chris, coming the other way. Chris tells Andy gruffly that he
shouldn't have said anything; he was stupid - but he can't help
the way he feels. Andy suggests curtly, "So just put him
up against the wall and 'bang bang', huh?" Chris retorts,
"They've got their country, we've
got ours. It's as simple as that." Andy
remarks that it's a pretty narrow view of the world. Chris snaps,
"It's where they belong." Andy mutters, "OK. Still,
a few apologies wouldn't go astray." Chris murmurs, "In
the morning, maybe." With that, he walks off.
It's late-evening, and at Beryl's, Leigh is in the kitchen helping
herself to some biscuits, when she hears the door bang. Beryl
comes in and Leigh tells her, "Just going. Getting a midnight
snack." She then peers behind Beryl in surprise and asks,
"Where is he?" Beryl asks, "Who?" and Leigh
replies, "The guy." Beryl asks her suspiciously what
she knows about it. Leigh quickly tells her, "Nothing. Spider
called, that's all. Sort of warned me." Beryl snaps, "Silly
old fool. I'm just about tired of his meddling."
Leigh asks what happened, but Beryl mutters that she'll tell her
later. She goes to put the kettle on, but then looks back at Leigh
and says, "Oh, your mum asked me to tell you not to worry
about Shane. He'll be fine." Leigh looks down at the ground,
sadly. Beryl then asks her, "How was your day?"
Leigh replies that it was a bit of a letdown: Brett asked her
out and then cancelled. Beryl points out, "At least he asked."
Leigh, though, sighs that Adam put him up to it. Beryl muses,
"Chin up." Leigh heads off to bed.
The next morning, Brett emerges from the country house and, as
he starts walking across the grounds, hears a female voice saying,
"Boo!" He looks round to see Tracy standing nearby.
She asks, "Pleased to see me?!" Brett smiles, "Of
course - but you didn't have to scare me, though!"
Tracy asks if anyone's home, and Brett replies, "Charlie."
Tracy shrugs, "Oh well." Brett then asks her what she's
doing there so early, and she explains that she thought they might
spend the day together. Brett tells her, "I've got to work."
Tracy teases, "I can think of better things to do..."
Brett, though, points out that he took yesterday arvo off; he
can't get too far behind. Tracy suggests flirtatiously
that another day wouldn't matter. Brett murmurs, "Tracy..."
Tracy smiles at him longingly and suggests, "Come on. Let's
go into the city. You never know what we might get up
Beryl is collecting the newspaper from the letterbox in her garden
when Spider walks along the footpath and joins her, smiling, "Hello,
Beryl. Have a good night out?" Beryl just glares at him and
retorts, "I ought to throttle you, Spider."
Looking surprised, Spider asks, "Didn't you like him?"
Beryl snaps, "I didn't like the way we were pushed together.
And I didn't like the way he was given the impression I would
ask him to stay the night. I'd like you to keep you nose out
of my social life, please, Spider. I can manage perfectly well
on my own." A white van draws up in the road as Spider insists
that he was just trying to help. Beryl tells him ,"Well
it's not appreciated." A man climbs out of the van: it's
Rod. Beryl glares at him and then tells Spider to get rid of him.
She starts heading back up the path as Spider pleads with her
to wait. Rod passes Spider and growls, "I'll get to you in
a minute, mate." He then follows Beryl up the path. Beryl
turns to him and says, "If you've come to say you're sorry,
Mr. Campbell, say it and go." Rod assures her that he just
wants to explain one or two things: last night, he got the wrong
end of the stick; he thought-- Beryl interrupts him and mutters,
"I know what you thought." Rod goes on, "Anyway,
it was my fault. I'm sorry: I must have got my wires crossed."
Spider chips in that it was just a little misunderstanding. Beryl
snaps at Rod bitterly, "You had me fooled: I thought you
were a real gentleman." Rod insists, "I am.
It's just that, sometimes, a bloke gets lonely, and when he's
led to believe..." He breaks off before continuing, "What
I really want to say is that I enjoyed last night and I was wondering
if you'd consider giving me a second chance." He adds that
there are no strings attached. Spider chips in that Beryl can't
condemn a man just for one little misunderstanding. Beryl glares
at them both and growls, "Sometimes men amaze me."
Rod sighs heavily and murmurs, "Fair enough." He adds
that he's sorry they got off on the wrong foot; she's a fine woman.
He walks off. Spider stays with Beryl and appeals, "Beryl,
have a heart. It's not like you; you're not a prude. It wasn't
his fault that I gave him the wrong steer. You like him;
I can tell that. I can see it: you do." Beryl looks
at him, sighs and then calls, "Rod..." Rod turns back
to face her and she continues, "Maybe I did over-react.
Everyone deserves a second chance. Perhaps you might like to come
to dinner tomorrow night?" Rod, looking relieved, smiles,
"I've love to. Thanks."
Hung is sitting at the table in Fiona's apartment. He licks some
vegemite off his finger and then looks at the jar next to him
in surprise at the taste! Fiona joins him from the kitchen and
suggests to him that, if they're going to find his relatives,
they'd better get into the Immigration Department first thing
this morning. Hung looks at her sharply, an expression of worry
on his face, as she goes on that the Department should have a
copy of his visa application. He just murmurs, "Yes."
She then tells him to shake a leg. He stares at her, and she laughs,
"I mean get a move on. We have to go or you end up at the
end of a queue a mile long if you're there after 9:30am!"
Hung stares at her and asks, "Could we leave it 'til later?"
Fiona asks why, and Hung replies, "I feel funny." Fiona
asks him if he's sick. Hung just looks down at the table. Fiona
suggests that maybe he'd better stay there and rest; she'll
go, though. With that, she heads off to her room to change. There's
suddenly a knock at the door, and Fiona calls to Hung to ask him
to answer it. He does so, to find Chris standing there, a sour
expression on his face. He walks in and demands, "Where's
Fiona?" Hung replies, "Inside. Changing." He then
adds, "She told me about your father. You shouldn't--"
Chris glares at him and snaps, "Shut up, OK?" Hung persists,
"I was four years old, living in Saigon--" Chris interrupts
him, though, and snarls, "He was sent there to do your dirty
work. You lot sat in you farms and squealed for help and my old
man had to go over there and try and bail you out. And what help
did he get? What thanks? Every village he went into, someone sniped
at him; gutless, sneaky little--" He breaks off and then,
pointing a finger at Hung, threatens, "You say one more word
about my old man and you're history." He then adds tersely,
"Tell Fiona I'll see her later," and he storms off.
A few minutes later, Chris walks into the reception area of Irene's
surgery. Irene is standing there, looking at her appointment book,
and Chris asks her curtly if Samantha is in. Irene replies that
she won't be long. She adds, "I'd choose my words fairly
carefully when she does get here; she's not very impressed
with you at the moment." Chris snaps, "I can't help
it. I just don't like them." Irene asks, "Them
or him?" Chris retorts, "All of them.
I know what they're like." Irene muses, "Oh,
you know, do you?" Chris retorts, "Yes."
Irene asks, "Been there?" Chris snaps, "My father
fought there for three years." Irene tells him, "My
father worked on the Burma railway. He had stories too,
so I grew up hating the Japanese - until I went to university
and met a few of them." She then suggests, "We
gave you a fair go, Chris. I think Hung deserves the
same, don't you?" Chris murmurs guiltily, "Maybe..."
He then says he's got to get back to Crossley House, and he asks
Irene to tell Samantha that he popped around. Irene nods, "Sure."
Beryl is looking at the newspaper in her kitchen as Spider shuffles
round behind her, suggesting that she should cook Rod a hot meal.
He adds, "Now let me think what Jessie said used to be his
favourite... er, tripe, I think it was." Beryl cries, "I'm
not cooking that!" Spider then suggests, "Kidney.
Steak and kidney pie." Beryl, though, asks him in exasperation
who's cooking this meal! Leigh suddenly storms in and
snaps, "Brett's playing tricks again: Charlie said he walked
out half an hour ago to start work, and now she can't find him;
she's pretty annoyed about it, too." Beryl suggests that
he might have gone down to the shops. Leigh, though, snaps, "Doubt
it." Beryl says she's sure there's an explanation. Leigh
growls, "Oh, there's bound to be an explanation..."
Three young guys are sitting round a circular table, smoking
and playing cards. Tracy and Brett walk up to them and one of
them smiles, "Trace! How are ya?!" Tracy smiles back,
"Hi, guys!" The guy who spoke then asks, "Who's
your cobber?" Tracy replies, "Brett. He's a farm boy."
The guy laughs, "Oh yeah? Thought I smelt gum leaves!"
He then goes on, "Name's Peter. They call me 'Judge' because--"
One of the other guys interrupts and completes, "You're always
sitting on a case!" Judge then invites Brett to grab a seat.
Brett asks what they're playing, and Judge tells him, "Street
poker. Twenty cents to be in, buck minimum, ten max." He
picks up the pack of cards as Brett sits down.
Mary is sitting in the lounge room at Charlie's. Alison is with
her, snapping, "I thought I told you to stay away
from Roger Carlyle." Mary insists that they only talked;
he's a nice man: he wants to help find Patricia, too. Alison snaps
sarcastically, "I'll bet he does." Mary goes
on that he said he wouldn't do anything to hurt her. Alison asks
incredulously, "And you believed him? He'd kill
her, you halfwit, the minute she showed herself. That's exactly
what he's been waiting for." She then sighs and
says more calmly, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have yelled."
Mary suddenly says, "You know where she is, don't
you?" Alison, though, tells her sharply to forget it.
She goes on, "Look, Roger Carlyle isn't what he seems. He
sounds nice, but he's a very nasty man." Standing
up, Mary retorts that at least he wants to help her find her mother.
With that, she storms out.
In Melbourne, the poker game is in full swing. Two of Judge's
mates fold, leaving Brett to tell Judge, "I'll see ya."
He moves some bills into the centre of the table and Judge then
reveals his cards, smiling, "Three ladies." Brett puts
down his cards and tells him, "Four hearts."
Tracy gives him a delighted hug. Judge sits back as Brett pulls
the pile of cash towards him and asks who's dealing. Judge, though,
says he'll call it a day - unless Brett wants to play for his
shirt. Brett pleads, "Come on, I'm on a winning streak here.
I'll lend you some money." Judge stares at him and then says,
"I'll tell you what: why don't you come back tonight and
we'll play some real poker? No limit. What do you say?
I'll be able to get some dough by then." Tracy urges Brett,
"Go on, you're on a winning streak, aren't you?" Brett
asks, "What time?" Judge replies, "Eight."
Brett tells him, "I'll be there." With that, he pockets
his winnings and he and Tracy walk off, leaving Judge sitting
there, a nasty smile on his face. As they go, Tracy tells Brett
that he was terrific. Brett says, "I think I'll go and get
some money from the bank. You need a lot of capital if a bluff's
going to work." Tracy asks him if he's got a plastic card.
Brett, though, explains that he's got to go home to the farm to
get his passport. Tracy asks, "Straight away?" Brett
asks why not, and Tracy tells him, "I thought we might spend
some of your winnings first." Brett asks, "Lunch?"
Tracy replies, "Motel...?" They walk off, Brett grinning
Beryl and Spider are sitting at the living room table at Beryl's,
setting out the tiles for a game of Scrabble. Spider asks if Leigh
wants to play, and Beryl calls to her. Leigh calls back, "Hold
on." Spider then asks Beryl if swear words are allowed. Beryl
tells him, "Words like 'strewth' or 'blimey' are OK. Anything
stronger is out!" Leigh comes in, wearing a jacket. Beryl
tells her that she and Spider wondered if she'd like to have a
game. Leigh, though, explains that she's going out to see Charlie:
Brett's not back yet, and she thinks Charlie could do with a bit
of company. With that, she heads out. Spider muses to Beryl, "She's
going to have it out with Brett, isn't she?" Beryl agrees
that it looks like it. He adds that she only hopes Brett doesn't
treat her the same way he treated Donna.
Brett is driving his car along the road towards the farm. He's
on his own. He suddenly spots Leigh walking the same way, and
he stops and tells her to hop in and he'll take her the rest of
the way. She does so. She then asks him how he's been, and he
replies, "Alright. Yourself?" Leigh nods, "Alright."
She then goes on that she heard yesterday that...; Adam said he
only took her out the other night because he told him
to. Brett sighs and replies, "Look, I wanted to see
you." Leigh then asks him, "What were you doing yesterday
afternoon?" Brett retorts, "I was sick. I told
you." Leigh suggests, "There's someone else,
isn't there?" Brett, though, retorts that of course
there isn't. Leigh then asks him where he was this morning, as
she knows he wasn't working. Brett tells her, "I was in town,
OK?" Leigh asks, "Why?" but Brett snaps, "What's
it to you?" Leigh demands, "Who is she?"
Brett retorts that there's no 'she'; he was playing cards.
Looking surprised, Leigh repeats, "Cards?"
Brett snaps, "Yes, cards. Satisfied?" Leigh suddenly
reaches forward and takes something off the dashboard. Brett quickly
tells her, "She threw it in the car with me last night. I
haven't seen her since." Leigh, though, growls, "Don't
lie to me, Brett. I can't stand the way you're always lying. It's
true, isn't it?" Brett doesn't answer. He pulls
the car to a halt and Leigh climbs out and storms off.
Wayne is sitting at the living room table at Dural, drinking
a cup of coffee, when the 'phone starts ringing. He gets up and
answers it and Alison comes on. She tells him they have to talk.
Wayne snaps, "Who says?" Alison pleads with him to listen,
adding that she knows they're not exactly the best of friends.
She goes on, "I have to get rid of Roger Carlyle - for Mary's
sake. I want your help."
A short time later, Wayne is standing in Charlie's lounge room
with Alison, saying, "Roger was after Patricia,
though." Alison nods, "Exactly." Wayne adds, "She's
dead." Alison replies that she knows, but Mary still
thinks she's Patricia's daughter, and if Roger suddenly decides
near enough's good enough...; does Wayne want to see
her hurt? Wayne insists, "Of course not." Alison adds,
"You must have heard what he's like with young girls. Patricia
or no Patricia, we've got to do something." Wayne
asks her what she had in mind, but Alison shrugs that she doesn't
know. There's suddenly a knock at the front door, and she goes
to answer it. She finds Fiona standing there, and she stares at
her in surprise. She quickly recovers her composure as Fiona says,
"Mrs. Carr?" Alison corrects, "Miss." She
then asks Fiona what she can do for her. Fiona explains, "My
name is Fiona Thompson. I'm a friend of Charlie Bartlett's."
Alison says, "Oh yes. Come in." She then adds, "You've
been in South America with Mr. Palmer?" Fiona nods, "Yes,
that's right." Alison goes on, "Patricia talked about
him so much I feel like he's an old friend." She adds, "I
met Patricia in Rio." Fiona replies, "So Mary's just
been telling me. That's why I just popped over: to see if you--"
She breaks off as they head into the lounge room and she finds
Wayne standing there. Alison looks at them both and says 'innocently',
"I'm sorry. Have you two met?" Fiona smiles grimly and
replies, "Oh yes. Once or twice." Wayne laughs, "Hello,
Fiona. Still call Australia home?!" Alison asks Fiona, "How
is David?" Fiona tells her, "Just fine - the
last time I saw him. He's still looking for Patricia, of course.
That's why I popped over: to see if you knew anything or anyone
who might be able to help him." Alison replies that she can't
unfortunately. She adds that she thought Patricia was dead.
Fiona assures her, "Oh no. She's very much alive." Alison
stares at her, looking worried. Fiona goes on, "We were given
a photo of her." Wayne sniggers and asks, "What do you
need a photograph for? You could hardly forget her."
Fiona explains, "Because she looks different these
days. Apparently, she was very badly beaten up; badly enough that
she had to have plastic surgery." She suddenly takes a photo
out of her handbag and hands it to Alison, saying, "That's
what she looks like now." The photo is the fake that Dr.
Santos gave Fiona. A smile crosses Alison's face as she looks
at it. Wayne takes it from her and exclaims, "I don't believe
it..." Fiona adds that he can keep it if he likes; she's
got plenty. Wayne asks her, "Did you show Mary this?"
Fiona replies that she gave her one. She then says she'd better
rush off, as she has to get into the city. Alison asks her if
she's catching up with some shopping. Fiona, though, explains
that, as a matter of fact, she's looking for the relatives of
a Vietnamese boy who joined her 'plane on the way home from Rio
- the Immigration Department said they'd have something for her
this afternoon. With that, she goes. Alison looks at Wayne, who
says, "If Mary's got one of these, she'll take it straight
to Roger." Alison agrees, "Yes, I suppose she will."
Wayne goes on. "You're right: we've got to get rid of him.
If he kills Patricia, it's going to break Mary's heart."
Alison muses, "Yes, well, I don't want to see Mary hurt."
Wayne growls, "Nor do I. Let's get the mongrel."
Leigh is standing in the lounge room at Beryl's, with Beryl and
Spider. Beryl is saying, "I'm sorry, Leigh. I know what it's
like to find out that... well, with Tracy, especially." Spider
chips in that Brett needs a good boot up the backside. Beryl asks
Leigh if there's anything they can do. Leigh says she thinks she'll
ring Adam. Beryl asks, "Now?!" Leigh muses,
"Why not? He's been wanting to go out with me for weeks."
Fiona is standing in Irene's examination room at the boarding
house as Irene potters around. Fiona is saying, "When I got
back to the city, the Immigration Department had everything waiting
for me. The first thing I discover is that Hung is here on a visitor's
visa. Irene exclaims, "Really?!" Fiona goes on that
the story doesn't end there: "I hopped into a cab and went
out to the address where his uncle's supposed to be. It's a car
park; has been for years. There's not a Vietnamese family in sight;
absolutely nothing." Irene comments that it sounds as though
somebody has been doing an awful lot of fibbing. Fiona muses,
"Yeah - but I don't really think it's Hung."
Irene points out that, just because he's young, it doesn't mean--
Fiona interrupts and says she knows - but she really thinks he's
genuine. Irene tells her, "I think you should have
a very serious talk with him; find out what's going on.
There's obviously something he's not telling you." Fiona
murmurs, "Yeah. You're not wrong."
At Charlie's, Wayne hangs up the 'phone and then tells Alison,
"All organised." Alison tells him that they should have
thought about it a bit more; they might have come up with something
better. Wayne, though, insists that it'll work. He tells Alison,
"Roger Carlyle's about to get more than he's ever bargained
for - and there's not a thing he can do about it..."