The next morning, Janice pulls up in her car outside the mansion.
Fiona is sitting in the passenger seat, and comments on the fact
that quite a crowd's gathered already. She adds sadly that the
old place hasn't changed much... They climb out of the car. A
short distance away, a young woman is standing with May, and she
indicates Fiona and Janice and asks, "Who's that?" May
stares at them and replies, "I don't know." She then
notices Janice taking Fiona's mobile chair out of the car, and
asks the woman if she ordered a wheelchair. The woman replies,
"No." May mutters, "Well I'd better tell them to
send it back; we're not invalids." She walks over
to Fiona and Janice and says, "Excuse me. You've come to
the wrong place - we don't need one." Janice, though,
assures her, "It's alright, May - it's for her,
not you." She indicates Fiona. Fiona is staring at May intently,
and she says in shock, "May...?" May retorts, "Who
are you?" Fiona explains, "Fiona. Fiona Reid."
May gasps, "Oh my God!" She then quickly adds, "Please,
please. Friends. Neighbours. That's all." Fiona nods, "Sure,
sure, mum's the word." Janice tells Fiona that May is another
resident who can remember the house in its full grandeur. Fiona
smiles, "We used to wor--; we used to live here
a long time ago!" Janice explains to May that Fiona is going
to help them try and save the place. May asks in surprise,
"How?!" Fiona tells her, "I'm going to
try and have it classified as an historic building." A Channel
7 TV truck suddenly pulls up nearby. Fiona says to Janice, "Come
on, let's get this wheelchair ready: it's time for a little sales
Wayne is sitting working in the lounge room at Dural, with the
TV on in the background. Barbara and Irene come in and Barbara
asks how Gordon is. Irene smiles that he's insisting he doesn't
need his monthly check-up! Wayne suddenly leaps up and turns the
volume up on the TV, exclaiming, "Geez... I don't believe
it." A reporter on-screen is saying, "The protesters
are trying to convince authorities this old example of federation
architecture ought to be declared historic - which would, of course,
put a stop to plans to develop the site. A spokesperson for the
residents' action group is Mrs. Fiona Thompson." Barbara
gasps, "What's she doing there?" Wayne retorts
bitterly, "Making a fool of herself, as usual."
On the TV, the reporter turns to Fiona and asks her a question.
She tells him curtly, "This 'building', as you refer to it,
is still home to half a dozen people. Now why should they have
to suffer at the hands of money-grabbing developers? This place
was always a beautiful and peaceful place to live - and it still
will be if it is allowed to be preserved." The reporter comments,
"You obviously feel strongly about the issue." Fiona
retorts, "Yes, very. I have just had major surgery, some
ten days or so ago. My doctor would have a fit if she
knew where I was." At Dural, Irene muses, "If she jumps
up and carries a placard around, I sure will!" Fiona goes
on, "The public has been bowing under corporate pressure
for far too long, and I think it is high time that somebody made
a stand." May and a number of other people standing around
start clapping. The reporter turns back to the camera and says
to the audience, "The applause speaks for itself, I think.
Mrs. Thompson may be facing a difficult task, but she certainly
has plenty of supporters. From Burke Street, Elizabeth Bay, it's
back to the studio." At Dural, Wayne turns off the TV and
snaps, "Stupid old fool." Irene points out, "You've
got to hand it to her: she sure knows how to get things done."
Wayne, though, retorts, "She won't win this one.
By the looks of the place, it's falling apart; who's going to
want to preserve it?" He storms off. Irene looks
at Barbara in surprise.
Sometime later, Irene is back at her flat, and Kelly asks her,
"How much effect do you think it will have?" Irene replies
that it's hard to say, but Fiona gave it her best shot. Changing
the subject, Irene then asks Kelly if she's spoken to Andy yet
about going away. Kelly retorts, "I'm not going to tell him
what to do." Irene suggests, "You could tell him how
you feel." Kelly, though, sighs, "He's looking
forward to a great time cruising round the Pacific. What's the
point of putting pressure on him?" Irene assures her, "If
he cares about you and he knows you care about him, that wouldn't
be pressure." Kelly, though, murmurs, "If he wants me,
I'll be here when he gets back." Irene smiles, "He's
mad if he doesn't want you."
Fiona and Janice have arrived back at the boarding house and
are making their way slowly along the corridor, Fiona standing
awkwardly and laughing, "We did it, we did it! Round one
to the residents' action group!" She suddenly appears to
come over faint, and Janice quickly helps her into her mobile
chair. Fiona sighs, "I'm not quite as strong as I thought
I was." Janice, though, assures her admiringly, "Stronger
Irene is still sitting with Kelly in Irene's flat, having some
lunch, when there's a knock on the door. Irene calls that it's
open and Fiona and Janice come in. Irene grins, "Look at
it: if it isn't the star of midday television!" Looking surprised,
Fiona asks her where she saw it. Irene replies, "Over at
the Hamiltons'." Fiona asks eagerly how it came across. Irene
assures her, "Logie-winning material! You looked fragile
and battled... persecuted...!" Kelly asks Fiona, "When
will you know?" Fiona replies, "Soon, with any luck.
As soon as the interview was over, we asked a couple of the historical
societies to come and inspect the place. They weren't exactly
falling over themselves to get there, but when they do, one of
them will agree to preserve it." Irene asks her if she's
sure. Fiona smiles, "Positive!"
At Beryl's, Spider is looking in Beryl's 'fridge as Beryl does
some ironing. Beryl suggests to him that he have a piece of fruit.
He declines, though, saying he can't stay long. He moves across
to the pile of ironing that Beryl's doing and picks up a pair
of longjohns. Looking astonished to find them there, he asks what's
going on. Beryl retorts, "I've been doing some ironing for
some people." Spider asks in surprise, "Why?"
Beryl retorts, "I need the money." Spider remarks that
he thought she was waitressing. Beryl tells him, "I am,
but it doesn't pay enough and the bills keep mounting up - and
I have to pay Donna to babysit Robert and it's hard making ends
meet." Spider asks if it's getting worse. Beryl sighs, "Yes
- but I've never asked for charity before, and I don't intend
to start now." Changing the subject, she asks how
Jess is. Spider replies, "She's still a bit shook up about
Donna losing the kid." Beryl murmurs, "Understandable."
In Sunbury, Jess walks up to the back door of the country house
to find David standing outside. She stops in her tracks as he
asks if it's school holidays. Jess murmurs that it's a double-free
this afternoon. She then asks if Donna is in. David replies that
she's in her bedroom, resting. He adds that she can go on in.
She does so. She finds Tim in the kitchen, doing some washing-up.
He doesn't look round as he says, "You going to help dry
some of these, Dave?" Jess stares at him. He looks shocked
as he turns to see who it is. He then demands of Jess, "What
are you doing here?" Jess explains that she came
to see Donna. She asks him if he needs a hand, but he retorts
that he can manage. Donna comes in from the hallway at that moment
and Jess tells her, "I've brought you something: it's a university
handbook that lists all the courses." Donna thanks her and
sits down with it at the table. Tim announces that he's going
out for a while, and he leaves them. When he's gone, Jess asks
Donna if she thinks she'll go to university. Donna replies,
"I want to. Have to wait and see, I guess."
She then adds, "You didn't come all the way out here just
to give me this, did you?" Jess admits, "No.
No, I didn't. I came to say goodbye, I suppose." She continues
sadly, "It's no good, Donna, coming out here all the time
and seeing Tim; things will just get worse. And it's you
he wants; it's obvious." Donna suggests that perhaps
they could meet in town some day and have lunch together."
Jess replies, "That would be nice." She then murmurs
that she'd better be off. She goes, leaving Donna sitting at the
table, looking worried.
Spider and Beryl walk from the kitchen into the lounge room at
Beryl's, Spider asking, "How much are you getting for those
two baskets?" Beryl replies, "$5 each." Spider
gasps, "Only five? That wouldn't buy a pizza!"
They head to the front door and Beryl opens it. Spider suddenly
points down to the ground and tells Beryl, "Somebody's left
a note for you." Beryl bends down to pick up a piece of paper
lying there. She reads the contents and then raises her eyebrows.
Spider asks, "Bad news?" Beryl replies wearily, "It's
a final notice for an electricity bill. $183 - and I don't have
it." Spider asks when it's due. Beryl tells him, "If
I don't pay by tomorrow, they cut the power off. What am I going
A few moments later, back in the kitchen, Spider suggests that
Beryl hock some jewellery or some junk. Beryl, looking thoughtful,
muses that the old shed is full of junk. Spider tells her that
they'll have a garage sale; he'll make up some signs! Beryl smiles,
"You might be on to something, Spider." Spider insists,
"I am. It'll solve everything!" David
suddenly comes in through the back door and tells Beryl that he's
brought her some veggies. He puts them down on the counter for
her. Spider says he'd better get cracking. David asks what's happening.
Beryl quickly says, "Nothing." Spider, though, tells
him, "Garage sale." David asks in surprise, "What?"
Beryl tells him cautiously, "I'm just clearing out the shed."
David accepts this. He then notices the basket of ironing on the
table and asks Beryl if she's taken in a family or something!
Beryl quickly says, "No, I'm just doing some ironing for
Spider." Spider quickly says, "It's not all
mine!" Beryl, clearly irritated, asks him tersely if he wasn't
going. Spider replies that he's on his way. He heads
off, leaving Beryl looking embarrassed.
A while later, Spider arrives back at the Campbell house. Jess
is taking down some washing in the garden, and Spider hands her
a letter that he picked up on the way up the path. He then asks
if they have any marking pens and cardboard. Jess suggests that
he try the rumpus room. She then opens her letter and Spider asks
who it's from. Jess replies, "Dad. Says he still misses me."
Spider points out, "Of course he would." Jess
continues, "He wants me to come up and join him, too."
She pauses, then says, "I think I will, granddad."
Looking surprised, Spider comments that he thought she said she'd
have trouble finishing school by correspondence." Jess shrugs,
"I'll manage if I try hard enough - and I am missing
him." She adds sadly, "It's the best thing
Wayne is talking on the 'phone on the bar at Dural, saying, "I
just want to know if any of the heritage groups have been in touch
yet." He listens and then says, "No one's come and looked
over the place?... You ought to know; you're
the manager... Good - make sure they don't, either. From
now on, refuse to let anyone in, OK? I'll be in touch." Barbara
comes into the room and overhears the end of the conversation.
As Wayne hangs up, she asks, "Who was that?" Wayne tells
her, "Just a friend." Barbara accepts this. She then
goes on that she hopes he hasn't made any arrangements for tonight.
Wayne asks suspiciously, "Why?" Barbara explains, "Fiona
rang. Irene's arranged a dinner party for her and asked us along."
Wayne mutters, "I suppose you've already accepted?"
Barbara retorts, "Gordon's got to go to a rotary do, but
I said we'd both go - and seeing how Fiona would like
to thank you for saving her life, I think you ought to turn up
- if it's not too much trouble." Wayne suddenly grins and
replies, "It won't hurt, I guess..."
That evening, Kelly is setting the table in Irene's flat. Fiona
is sitting, guiding her on where to put the knives and forks.
Irene emerges from her bedroom as there's a knock on the front
door. She calls, "Come in." Barbara and Wayne enter
and Barbara asks if they're too early. Irene laughs, "Yes,
yes, but you're welcome nonetheless!" They come in and Fiona
tells Barbara that she's so glad she could come. She then turns
to Wayne and says seriously, "And I'm so pleased you're here
too, Wayne." Wayne just smiles at her and shrugs, and she
comments that he's quieter than usual tonight. Wayne tells her,
"I haven't got much to say." Fiona, however,
tells him, "I have - and I think I might just as
well say it now." She then goes on, "We'll
never be friends - I don't think that's any
big secret - but a couple of weeks ago, you decided to say a few
well-chosen words, hoping they'd save my life. You could have
kept quiet, but you didn't. I know when I owe someone a debt,
and I've never been backward in showing appreciation, so... thankyou,
Wayne. I know you must have had a lot of fun composing your outburst,
but it certainly did do the trick." Wayne listens and then
says, "Good. I just hope it wasn't in vain." Fiona looks
at him in surprise and asks, "Hmm?" Wayne tells her,
"Well, one minute you're on death's door; the next, you're
on telly, organising a protest march. The least you could do is
take it easy for a while; make me feel it was worth the effort."
Irene chips in, "I agree. Once was OK, but I wouldn't
like to see you make a habit of it." Fiona laughs,
"Alright, alright, I'll limit my public appearances!"
She then goes on more seriously, "I don't think it's going
to work anyway. None of the historical societies seemed interested,
more's the pity." Wayne muses, "Oh well, not to worry.
It was a good try..."
The next morning, Wayne is sitting in the lounge room at Dural,
some plans in front of him and the 'phone to his ear. He's saying
to the person at the other end, "I can relocate the tenants
tomorrow, if I have to. It all depends on how soon you can start
demolishing." Barbara comes into the room as he then says
down the 'phone, "Yes, next week will be fine. Bye."
Barbara hands him a letter, which he opens. He reads it and then
mutters angrily, "I don't believe it." Barbara
smiles, "Good news?!" Wayne stands up and announces,
"I have to go out for a while." He storms off.
Janice, Fiona, Irene and May are standing outside the mansion,
along with a few other people. They all grab hold of part of a
banner and lift it up. It says, "WE DID IT!" Wayne sits
in his car, a few yards away, looking at them furiously.
Spider is walking with Jess in the garden at the Campbell house.
He asks her what time her 'plane leaves. Jess replies, "Four
o'clock." They stop walking and Jess picks the head off a
flower. As she smells it, she comments, "I'm going to miss
Melbourne." Spider points out that it's not forever.
He then asks her if she's told Donna that she's going.
She nods, and Spider muses, "That means that Tim
would know too, eh?" Jess murmurs, "Guess so."
Spider presses, "He's the real reason you're
leaving, isn't he?" Jess shrugs, "If I stayed,
we'd only end up seeing each other again. He wants to keep his
marriage and I wouldn't want to hurt Donna." Spider assures
her, "You're doing the right thing, Jess - and I'm proud
of you." Jess smiles at him, weakly.
Beryl is sitting at her kitchen table, counting money, as David
stares out the window to the back garden and remarks, "There's
a mob outside!" Beryl nods, "And they're buying,
too, which is great." David asks her, "You need
the money, do you?" Beryl, though, quickly says, "No,
but I'm not going to knock it back. The main thing is to clear
the shed of junk." David tells her that he might go down
and see if there's anything he can use. He opens the
back door just as Spider is coming in. He goes. Beryl tells Spider,
"I don't know what you ended up putting on that sign, Spider,
but whatever it was certainly did the trick!" Spider asks
her how much she's got, and she replies, "$176." Spider
remarks that she's almost there. Beryl offers him a biscuit,
which he accepts. He then asks if Dave knows what the
money's for. Beryl, though, retorts, "No - and he's not going
to, either, is he?" Spider assures her,
"Not from me. Mr. Confidentiality, that's me!"
Beryl puts the money she's accumulated into the biscuit tin and
puts it back in one of the cupboards, saying as she does so, "I
am going to get myself out of this mess, Spider. I only
need seven more dollars, that's all - then I'll pay the electricity
Donna is sitting at the kitchen table at the county house, the
university guide in front of her, when Tim comes in. He asks if
David is home yet. Donna asks, "Want the car, do you?"
She adds, "I don't mind, Tim." Tim asks 'innocently',
"Mind what?" Donna retorts, "You want
to go and see Jess off, don't you? Catch a taxi, if you like."
Tim snaps, "I don't want to catch a taxi."
Donna insists, "I'll pay." Tim, though, retorts, "I
don't want to go, alright? What are you trying to push
us together for? Two weeks ago, you didn't want me anywhere near
her." Donna points out, "Two weeks ago, everything was
different." Tim asks her how she means. Donna explains,
"I was pregnant. I thought you were going to walk out on
me. I didn't know what to do." Tim comments sourly, "Whereas
now, you wouldn't mind if I did walk out?" Donna
tells him, "I know you won't, now." Tim asks,
"Would you rather I did? That's what I'm
asking. Look, Don, we're married; I care a lot about
you. I'm willing to work hard and save for a house and maybe even
have a kid of our own... but there's not much use in that if it's
not what you really want." Donna looks down and
then murmurs, "Of course it is..."
Beryl and David step outside the front door at Beryl's, Beryl
smiling, "$10 well spent, you think?" David is holding
a small blackboard, and he replies that he reckons he'll be able
to use it in the kitchen to put reminders on! He adds, "Bought
it for John, remember?" A young man with long, greasy black
hair suddenly pushes past them. Beryl asks him if anything took
his fancy. He just mutters, "No, no," and walks off.
Beryl then turns back to the blackboard and murmurs to David,
"He'd just learnt to write..." Changing the subject,
David suggests that he'd better hit the road. He goes. Beryl heads
back inside the house with the $10 and walks into the kitchen.
Spider is just coming in the back door and he tells her that the
crowd's not as big as it was. Beryl, though, replies, "It
doesn't matter - I made it!" Spider smiles, "Congratulations!"
Beryl goes to the cupboard and takes out the biscuit tin. She
lifts off the lid but then looks at the tin in shock. She cries,
"My God. All the money: it's gone. It's been stolen."