At Charlie's, Leigh is sitting watching television when there's
a sudden frantic knocking at the front door. Leigh, looking scared,
quickly turns the TV off. Outside, Wayne yells through clenched
teeth, "Leigh, open up. It's alright, it's me, Wayne. Come
on..." Leigh dashes to the door and opens it. Wayne storms
in past her and demands, "Alison in?" Leigh retorts,
"She's in town getting my watch fixed." Wayne snarls,
"Bull." Leigh insists, "It hasn't worked since
it got water in it." She then asks what's wrong. Wayne snarls,
"I'll tell you what's wrong: until yesterday, James
was all set to give dad a share in Woombai. Then him and Alison
take off for a day in the country. He turns up this morning and
the deal's off. Sound fishy to you?" Leigh shrugs
as Wayne goes on furiously, "It does to me. Somehow,
Alison's got James's ear, and I'm not leaving until I find out
just what the hell she's up to."
In the lounge room at Dural, Gordon is snapping at James, "It
might make some sense if you told us why. I thought we
had an agreement." James retorts, "I've changed
my mind, OK?" Gordon snaps derisively, "Overnight?"
He goes on curtly, "Either I've said something or I've done
something--" James, though, interrupts him and retorts, "For
God's sake, Gordon, stop reading things into it. A man can change
his mind without having to stand trial, can't he?" Gordon
snaps, "If he's telling the truth as to why--"
James interrupts again and snaps, "I'm telling the
truth." Barbara, though, suddenly interjects and growls,
"Truth? You wouldn't know the truth if it punched
you on the nose. It's obvious, isn't it? It's a set-up:
build up Gordon's hopes and knock them all down again." James
insists, "No." Barbara, though, snaps, "Well it
sounds like it to me. You won't let up, will you? You
haven't given him a chance." James suddenly yells,
"Shut up. Shut up. I'm taking Woombai back and that's all
there is to it. You can whinge and bellyache all you like. That's
it." With that, he storms out to the hallway.
Beryl pushes Robert - in his wheelchair - through the gate outside
her house and onto the footpath. She then bends down to him and
coos, "Looking forward to a walk in the park with mummy?!"
She suddenly spots a van pulling up. Rod is the driver and he
climbs out and explains that he's just come to whack the dimmers
in Robert's room. Beryl thanks him. She adds that he'd better
go round the back, though, as Heather is ironing in the kitchen.
Rod, looking surprised, asks her if she's not coming in. Beryl,
though, replies hesitantly, "No, I, er, promised to take
Robert for a walk. I need some time alone with him. With Heather
always there, I don't get much of a chance." Rod asks her
if she's letting Heather get to her. Beryl, though, sighs, "It's
hard not to. She won't let go; she's still acting as
if she's the mother." Rod comments that it's easy
enough to understand. Beryl retorts, "For you, maybe."
Rod asks her if she's being a bit too hard on Heather.
Beryl tells him tersely, "The O'Briens adopted Robert - illegally,
as it turns out - but I let Heather hold onto him because, at
the time, it made her life that much more tolerable. Now I've
got him back, I need some time with him; we've got to
get to know each other - so how you or anyone else for that matter
can say I'm being too hard or whatever, I simply don't understand.
Robert is the most important person in my life, and no one is
coming between us." With that, she wheels Robert off down
the road, leaving Rod looking worried.
Inside, in the kitchen, Heather is ironing one of Robert's tops.
It has a cute picture on it. As she finishes pressing it, she
clutches it to her cheek, sadly. Rod suddenly comes round the
back, calling, "You there, Heather?" He heads inside
to find Heather on the verge of tears, and he puts his arm around
her and sympathises, "Hey... come here." Heather sobs
that she's sorry. Rod, giving her a hug, soothes, "Hey...
there's nothing to be sorry about. It's just damned rotten for
you, that's all. She'll be right."
Charlie is standing in the kitchen at the country house, wearing
her blonde wig and glasses. Adam is with her and she's telling
him that Beryl called a while ago: they're arranging a memorial
service for Leigh. Adam, though, snaps, "Like hell
they are." Charlie cries, "I know it's hard for you
to accept she's gone, but if they had a minister say a few words..."
Adam retorts, "It's going to take more than some bloke singing
a couple of psalms to make me accept that--" He breaks off,
wearily. There's suddenly a knock at the back door, and Charlie
opens it to find a smiling Tom standing there. She invites him
in and takes his jacket. As she does so, he says, "I hope
you haven't got one of those four-hour lunches planned."
Charlie tells him, "We can take as long as you like. Why?"
Tom explains, "I have to fly to Sydney this afternoon. A
spot of family strife: my sister's husband's walked out on her."
Charlie sympathises, "How dreadful..." Tom, though,
replies, "Oh, not really. Des - that's the husband - is a
bit of a wastrel; she's better off without him. So are the kids."
Charlie comments that it sounds as if it could be a blessing,
then. She then adds, "You won't be lonely. I have to fly
up myself, so we can be travelling companions." Tom smiles,
"A lining in every cloud, eh?!" He then suggests that
he'd better go and wash-up, and he heads off to the bathroom.
When he's gone, Adam teases Charlie, "'I won't have to fly
up by myself? Travelling companion?!'" Charlie insists that
it's true: she does have to go up. Adam asks, "Since
when?" Charlie replies seriously, "I decided this morning.
There are one or two things I want to check up on." Adam
asks, "Like what?" Charlie tells him, "Just one
or two things..."
Wayne is sitting on the couch at Charlie's. Leigh brings him
in a plate of sandwiches. Wayne just asks, "You sure she
didn't say when she'd be back?" Leigh insists, "Positive."
Wayne stands up and heads out to the front door. He pauses, though,
and then says, "When she does show her face, you
can tell her I know she's behind it. You can also tell her she's
going to be more sorry than she ever thought possible." Leigh
cries, "You won't say anything about me to the police,
will you? To get Alison?" Wayne, a nasty look on his face,
retorts, "I'll get her any way I can." With that, he
storms out, leaving Leigh looking worried.
Beryl and Robert arrive back from their walk. Rod is just putting
his equipment back in his van, and Beryl comments to him that
it didn't take long. Rod explains that it was just a matter of
changing over a couple of switches. Beryl then tells him that
she was a bit sharp before; she's sorry: she didn't mean to sound
off. She invites him to stay for lunch, adding that perhaps they
can talk. Rod retorts, "I was hoping we could talk
while I was putting the dimmers in. But I'm expected home, anyway:
I've got a ton of work on this arvo." Beryl murmurs, "Alright."
Rod goes to walk round to the driver's door of his van. He then
stops, though, and turns back, going on, "Beryl, look, I've
got to say this: I feel really sorry for Heather in there - she's
been through a hell of a lot. I mean, losing her husband and having
to give the kid back..." Beryl glares at him and retorts,
"'Robert'. His name is 'Robert'." Rod sighs, "Alright,
alright." He then continues, "I was wondering if now
really is the best time--" Beryl interrupts and completes,
"Is the best time to hand him back to his mother?" Rod
points out that Heather has been through a hell of a lot. Beryl,
though, retorts, "He was taken away from me when he was two
days old. What do you think I've been through: nothing?"
Rod sighs, "Of course not." Beryl goes on, "So
when is the best time to ask for my son back? Next week?
Next year?" With that, she turns back to the pushchair and
pushes Robert towards the gate. Rod stands there, looking annoyed.
Beryl heads inside to find Heather in the lounge room, holding
the ironing. She asks how the walk was and Beryl replies that
it was fine. She then indicates the clothes that Heather is holding
and asks if they're Robert's. Heather explains that she was just
going to put them away. Beryl insists that she would
have done them. Heather, though, replies that she had the board
up; it wasn't any problem. She then quickly adds, "I'm not
trying to hold on, Beryl - honestly." Beryl comments, "Rod
said you were upset." Heather retorts, "Yes - for a
while. But I'm OK now. And if you think it was a play for sympathy,
you're wrong." With that, she heads off to the bedroom.
The 'phone suddenly starts ringing and Beryl goes to answer it.
STD pips sound and Fiona then comes on, saying cheerily, "Hi,
it's Fiona! How's the world treating you?" Beryl muses, "I'm
not too sure at the moment. How about you?" Fiona
admits, "It could be better. Looks like we might have lost
our money on Woombai. James has gone back on the deal to take
Gordon in as a partner." Looking surprised, Beryl asks, "Why?"
Fiona, though, replies, "You tell me! No one here
can fathom how that man's mind works." Beryl points out,
"Well, we thought we'd lost it when he first turned up. I
suppose we're no worse off than we were then." Fiona
admit that that's one way of looking at it. Changing
the subject, she asks how Robert is. Beryl smiles that he's fine;
she's trying to settle him in. Fiona suggests, "You must
be so happy to have him back." Beryl agrees, "Yes, I
am - although his homecoming hasn't exactly been a bed--"
Heather comes back into the room and Beryl looks at her warily
as she completes hesitantly, "of roses..." Heather heads
into the kitchen, looking upset.
Doris is taking down the washing in the back garden at the Campbell
house. Rod and Jess - wearing her school uniform - join her and
Rod asks if lunch is going to be wrong. Doris replies that it's
all ready to serve. She then asks him if he got his work done
at Beryl's, and he mutters, "Yeah, yeah." Jess asks
how the baby is. Rod just mutters that it's fine. Looking at the
expression on his face, Doris asks, "There's nothing the
matter, is there? With Beryl, I mean." Rod muses, "No,
no." He then sighs, "I don't know whether it's her or
me. Things would be a lot simpler if Heather had stayed in Queensland
and left the kid there." With that, he heads off inside to
wash up. When he's gone, Jess comments to Doris, "Tonight's
looking better and better." She adds, "Don't forget
your hairdressers appointment this afternoon." Doris laughs,
"There's a challenge..."
James, Gordon, Barbara and Mary are sitting having lunch at Dural.
James asks for the salt. Gordon and Barbara ignore him. Mary looks
at them and then passes the condiment over. Gordon suddenly says
to Barbara, "I may be late home for dinner tonight. I'm going
to town. I want to see the solicitor: talk to him about briefing
a lawyer." Turning to James, he snaps, "I'm going to
contest that will. I am not giving up Woombai and everything I've
worked for for all these years for nothing." James warns
him curtly, "You won't have a leg to stand on." Gordon,
though, retorts, "Chances are we'll find a loophole."
With that, he stands up and walks out. Wayne passes him, coming
in the other direction, and joins the others at the table. Barbara
growls, "Where have you been? You should have been
here for your father." Wayne mutters that he's sorry: there
was something he wanted to sort out. Mary goes to get his lunch
from the oven. Barbara stands up as well and growls, "If
you'll excuse me, I seem to have lost my appetite. I
suspect it's got something to do with the company."
She goes, leaving Wayne and James alone. Wayne immediately snarls
at James, "You must have a hide as thick as an elephant,
hanging around here when everyone loves you so much. If I
were dad, I'd boot you out of the house." James, still eating,
just replies calmly, "Won't be his to boot me out of much
longer. He'll have to sell to pay me what he owes." Wayne
snarls, "He's not beaten yet, so don't count your
chickens." James, though, retorts, "I already have."
Wayne glares at him and growls, "My father slaved his guts
out for what he's got." James asks if that's supposed to
make him special. Wayne retorts angrily, "It makes him a
better man than you'll ever be. Anyone who can sit back
and enjoy doing what you're doing--" James interrupts
and snaps, "I'm not enjoying it." Wayne, though,
snarls, "Bull." James admits, "I'm being squeezed."
Looking surprised, Wayne demands, "Who by? What happened
at Woombai?" James, though, snaps, "Nothing." With
that, he throws down his knife and fork and storms out, leaving
Wayne looking annoyed.
Andy and Samantha are sitting with Fiona in her flat, and Andy
asks, "Was it a big funeral?" Fiona murmurs,
"Oh, a couple of dozen people. A few of his army friends...
I felt quite out of it." Andy asks how
Chris was. Samantha tells him, "He seemed OK. His mum was
there - she'd flown over from Perth. I asked him to come back,
but he said he wanted to be alone - or with his mother, at least."
Fiona sighs, "Right now, I would just like to be
by myself." Andy and Samantha both stand up and Samantha
tells her, "You know where we are if you want us." With
that, they head out, leaving Fiona staring into space, sadly.
The two of them find Irene standing in the corridor, and she asks
them what's with the long faces. Andy explains that they've just
been trying to cheer-up Fiona. Irene comments, "Unsuccessfully,
by the looks of things." Andy sighs, "Yeah, I don't
know what to do. I've tried everything I know."
Irene smiles, "Well, maybe I've got something that'll
snap her out of it - or someone."
A few minutes later, Irene is sitting with Fiona in Fiona's flat,
telling her, "Mrs. Burns: I've been seeing her for a few
months now and she has to go into hospital for an op - open-heart
surgery - and of course, poor old Eve's terribly concerned about
what's going to happen to her daughter." Fiona asks how old
she is. Irene replies, "Kelly? Oh, 22." Fiona, looking
surprised, comments that she's old enough to look after herself.
Irene explains, "Kelly's blind - and she's never
been on her own before." Fiona mouths, "Oh." Irene
goes on, "Course, the whole thing mum needs is a whole pile
of extra worry, so big-hearted Irene--" Fiona interrupts
and smiles, "Oh, come on, how are you going to find
enough time to--" Irene interrupts her and exclaims,
"Exactly! You want a job?!" Fiona, looking surprised,
replies, "Who, me? Oh no. Quite frankly, no I don't."
Irene insists, "You'll be helping me out of a spot, and you'd
be doing a decent thing for Kelly. I've met the girl:
she wouldn't be any bother." Fiona just says, "I'm sure
she wouldn't..." Irene tells her, "There you
are, then." Fiona, though, insists, "I really don't
feel I want to have the company right now." Irene points
out, "Kelly needs it - and she doesn't have very
many options..." Fiona groans, "Oh, Irene... look, I--"
Irene interrupts and pleads, "Come on, be a sport. It won't
be forever, and I'll be around to lend a hand whenever you want
it." Fiona looks at her and then sighs, "Oh, alright."
Irene smiles happily, "That's my girl!"
Beryl is tucking Robert up in his pushchair in the lounge room
at her house. Heather joins her and asks if she's taking him out
again. Beryl nods, "Yes." Heather smiles, "I'll
just get my bag and come with you. A walk will do me
good." Beryl, though, tells her, "If you don't mind,
I'd rather you didn't. There's something private I have to see
to." With that, she wheels Robert outside, leaving Heather
A while later, Beryl is at the Campbell house. Doris lets her
in and she asks Jess to tell her father that Beryl's there to
see him. Jess heads off. Doris then says to Beryl, "I hope
I didn't seem too thrown when I opened the door." Looking
surprised, Beryl replies, "No. Why should you?" Doris
tells her, "It's just that I didn't expect to see you, that's
all - especially after what Rod said." Beryl queries, "After
what Rod said?" Doris quickly insists, "It's
none of my business. It's between you and him." Beryl, though,
tells her, "Please, Doris, I would like to know." Doris
sighs, "He just said that everything would be a lot easier
for everyone else if Heather O'Brien kept young Robert in Queensland."
Looking shocked, Beryl frowns, "Oh - is that what
he said?" Doris nods, "This morning - to me and Jess,
after he got back from your place." Beryl stares
A short time later, Beryl is wheeling Robert back down the front
path at the Campbell house. Rod comes out of the house and comes
after her, asking her where she's going. Beryl turns to face him
and snaps, "Why haven't you had the guts to say how you really
feel about Robert?" Rod retorts, "I have, more-or-less."
Beryl, though, tells him curtly, "Don't give me that. He
only complicates life as far as you're concerned. You
wish he wasn't around." Rod blusters, "Well... well,
at the start it was a bit of a shock, yeah." Beryl snaps,
"I came here to apologise. Whenever we talk lately, we end
up snapping at each other. I thought it was because of me,
but it isn't, is it? It's because of Robert."
She then goes on, "There is no way I'm giving him up, Rod,
so I don't see any point in us seeing each other. Goodbye."
With that, she pushes Robert down to the footpath, leaving Rod
to call, "Beryl..." helplessly as she goes.
James runs downstairs at Dural. Wayne joins him in the hallway
and, putting his hands against James's chest, to stop him moving,
growls, "You still haven't told me what happened at Woombai."
James retorts, "Because nothing did." Wayne
snaps, "Oh come on, I'm not stupid." James goes to pull
away, but Wayne grabs him again and goes on, "You don't want
to hurt the old man; it sticks out a mile. It's crazy
to go back on that deal." James mutters, "Is that so?"
Wayne retorts, "Yeah. And as much as I hate to admit it,
you're probably the world's worst liar." James sighs and
whispers, "I've got no choice. I take your old man as partner,
I'm finished." With that, he heads into the lounge room,
bumping against an emerging Barbara on the way. She snaps, "Well
excuse me." Wayne immediately growls at her, "Alison's
blackmailing him." Barbara retorts in surprise, "What?"
Wayne explains, "She's behind his about-face on Woombai."
Barbara asks him how he knows, and he retorts that James more-or-less
just admitted it. Barbara demands, "Why on earth would Alison
want to--" Wayne interrupts and snaps, "I don't know."
He then snarls, "But I'll fix her. By the time I'm
finished--" Barbara interrupts him and warns, "Wayne,
no." Wayne cries, "She's making dad's life hell."
Barbara, though, tells him curtly, "At this moment, he is
trying to arrange a legal challenge to his father's will, and
the last thing he needs is you doing anything to put that at risk.
Do you understand?" Wayne turns away and growls, "Yes."
Barbara mutters, "Good," and walks off. Left alone in
the hallway, Wayne picks up the 'phone and dials a number. The
call is answered by a man saying, "Dural police. Constable
Slater speaking." Wayne says, "G'day. I want to report
a girl who jumped bail. I know where she's hiding and I know who
the woman is who's helping her."
Chris is sitting with Fiona in her flat. Fiona asks him gently,
"When are you leaving?" Chris replies, "This afternoon.
I'm catching the night flight." Fiona tells him, "I
can't really say I blame you - living in the same boarding house
as...; it would always remind you of your father, wouldn't it?"
Chris stands up and says he'd better start packing. He goes to
head out. Fiona stops him and says, "Look, if there is anything
you want to leave behind, I'd be only too happy to look after
it for you." Chris thanks her and heads out. Fiona follows
him out to the corridor. Irene is just coming round the corner
with two other women, one finding her way with the aid of a white
stick. Irene smiles, "Fiona, visitors." She then introduces
Mrs. Burns, and her daughter, Kelly. Fiona invites them in and
they all head inside. Mrs. Burns guides Kelly to the couch and
then tells Fiona that it's very kind of her to look after the
girl. Fiona tells her not to worry about it. She then tells Kelly
that she'll show her where everything is later on. Mrs. Burns
says, "You'll only have to tell her once - she's very good
at remembering things." Fiona smiles, "We're going to
get on like a house on fire, because I'm very good at
forgetting things!" Irene stands there, a happy
grin on her face, as Fiona adds, "We'll make a great pair!"
James is standing in the grounds at Dural. Wayne joins him and
tells him triumphantly, "You're off the hook with Alison."
James stares at him in surprise and asks him what he's talking
about. Wayne replies, "She's got you over a barrel, right?
Now it's OK - I've got something on her. So have the
police, now - I just called them!" James stares at him and
demands, "Now wait a minute - what have you got on Alison?"
Wayne explains, "She's hiding a girl called Leigh Palmer:
bail jumper. She faked her own death last week. Pretty soon, Alison's
going to be in so much trouble, she'll wish she'd never crossed
that--" James suddenly interrupts and snaps, "Alison
hasn't got me over a barrel." Wayne stares at him
and says, "She's blackmailing you." James demands,
"Says who?" Wayne points out, "You did.
That's why you had to change your mind about Woombai."
James, though, retorts, "It's got nothing to do
with Alison. It was somebody else." Wayne asks in
surprise, "Who?" James yells, "It's none of your
business, you bungling idiot." With that, he storms off.
A few minutes later, at Charlie's, Leigh is crying to Wayne,
"What am I supposed to do? Where can I go?" Wayne insists,
"I just wanted to warn you the police are on their way."
Leigh snaps, "That's crazy. First you tell them
I'm here, then you warn me they're about to arrest me."
Wayne tells her, "It wasn't anything against you.
I was after Alison." Leigh snaps, "And you
were wrong." Wayne mutters, "Yeah, apparently."
Leigh tells him, "You'd have to be the greatest idiot of
all time, Wayne." Wayne mutters, "I said I
was sorry. I don't know what else I can do." He
then takes his wallet out of his jacket and hands Leigh some notes.
Leigh asks, "What's that for?" Wayne retorts, "To
help you get away." Leigh cries, "I don't know where
to go." Wayne snaps, "That's your
problem - you shouldn't have jumped bail in the first
place. Now I have to get out of here before the police show up."
Leigh asks, "Why? They don't know who you are." Wayne
sighs, "That's another mistake I made: I was stupid
enough to tell them." Leigh cries, "Then you
can help. They're bound to want to talk to you; you can
throw them off the scent." Wayne asks incredulously, "What
am I supposed to say? 'Sorry, it was all a big joke? Sorry if
I gave you the runaround?'" Leigh retorts, "Say it was
an honest mistake." Wayne tells her curtly, "I came
over to warn you they're on their way. You'd better pack some
clothes and get going." With that, he heads out, leaving
Leigh looking panicky.
Tom and Charlie are driving along in a cab, heading up the driveway
to Charlie's house. They suddenly spot Wayne walking towards them,
and Tom comments to Charlie that it looks like she's had a visitor.
Charlie, turning her head to face Tom and putting her hand in
front of it so that Wayne won't see her, murmurs, "Yes."
Tom asks her if it's anyone she knows. Charlie, though, replies,
"I'm afraid not. Must be one of those door-to-door persons."
She then asks the driver to stop, and he does so. She and Tom
climb out and Tom goes to the boot, to take out their cases. He
looks around, commenting as he does so, "I didn't realise
you lived in such splendour, Charlotte!" Charlie, staring
at the house, just murmurs, "Yes..." She then asks him,
"Would you mind if I went in first? I just want to see if
Alison's about. She's a fussy thing: she likes to look her best
for visitors." Tom smiles, "I don't mind at all."
Charlie then says she might as well take one of the cases in.
She bends down to pick one up. As she does so, her wig hides her
face. Leigh suddenly runs out of the house and tells Tom breathlessly,
"There's no one home - but if you're going back to the city,
I wouldn't mind sharing the taxi, if it's no trouble." Charlie
suddenly stands upright again and, staring at the girl in shock,
exclaims, "Leigh?!" Leigh stares back at her and mouths
in equal shock, "Charlie?!"