Beryl runs out through the front door and yells, "David!
Wait!" David is just driving off and doesn't hear her. Beryl
runs down the path to where two boys are playing on the footpath
and she asks them if either of them saw a man come out of her
house a few minutes ago. She adds that he was tall with long hair.
One of the boys points along the street and says, "Down there."
Beryl heads off in that direction.
Inside the house, Spider is holding Robert, saying to him, "Your
mum's got Buckley's of getting the money back..."
A short time later, Beryl is running down the street, looking
increasingly out of breath. She suddenly runs full pelt into an
elderly gentleman who's emerging from a shop. He drops the parcels
he's carrying. Beryl goes to run off again, but the man grabs
her arm and snaps, "You help me pick these parcels up."
The thief is walking on the other side of the street, and he hears
the commotion, sees Beryl standing there and starts running. Beryl
helps the elderly man with his parcels then starts chasing after
the thief again. She eventually spots him heading into a café.
The owner is just serving a police officer, who pays and goes
to walk out. The owner then asks the thief if he's decided what
he wants. He asks for a hamburger and chips. As the policeman
emerges from the café, Beryl runs up to him and tells him,
"Someone's stolen my money. You've got to help me!"
The officer asks, "Who?" Beryl points to the
café and says, "He's in there." They head into
the café and Beryl points to the thief and says, "That's
him, officer. Arrest him." The thief asks 'innocently' what's
going on. Beryl snaps, "You took the money from my garage
sale. I want it back." The thief, though, retorts,
"I didn't steal nothing. I had a quick look round
and then I left." Beryl growls, "You're lying. The money
was in a calico bag in my biscuit tin." The officer asks
the thief, "Do you mind if I have a look, sir?" The
thief retorts, "No way." Beryl growls, "He doesn't
want you to search him because he's got my money. Thief."
The thief suddenly holds out his arms and says to the officer,
"Alright. Go on, search me if that will shut her up."
The officer pats his hands against the thief's body, but doesn't
find anything. He then turns to the man's bag and looks through
it. Still failing to find the money, the officer suggests to Beryl,
"Perhaps you made a mistake, madam?" Beryl, though,
snaps, "No I didn't. He's hidden it."
The thief mutters, "Lay off, you silly old bag. I never saw
your money." The officer, however, sighs, "Come on,
both of you. Since we can't seem to get to the bottom of this
here, we'd better sort it out at the station." He leads them
Robert is in his playpen in the lounge room at Beryl's. Spider
is sitting on the couch, musing, "She should be back by now,
mate. I hope nothing's gone wrong." The 'phone suddenly
starts ringing and Spider gets up and answers it. Beryl comes
on and tells him, "I found him, but he didn't have it on
him... I've just spent ages at the police station, but it didn't
do any good: he keeps saying he didn't take it - and he's threatened
to sue me for harassment." Spider asks her what she's going
to do. He listens and then asks, "Where?" Beryl replies,
"The only chance he would have had to hide it is when he
got into Cross Street, at the top of that narrow lane." She
then adds, "I've got to go, Spider. Wish me luck." With
that, she hangs up.
A while later, Beryl is sorting through the contents of some
dustbins and other rubbish at the top of the narrow lane in Cross
Street. She searches through several bags - and then lifts the
lid off another dustbin and finds her bag of money inside. She
sighs in relief and checks inside to find the money's still there.
It is. She then starts to head home, but the thief suddenly steps
out in front of her and she stops in her tracks, looking horrified.
He growls menacingly, "Hello. Fancy meetin' you
A few moments later, the thief walks towards Beryl and shoves
her up against a fence. She cries, "Get away." The thief,
though, snaps, "Not 'til I've got my money." Beryl cries,
"It's all I've got." The thief retorts, "Tough.
Now give it to me." At that moment, though, David
comes running round the corner. He grabs the thief and pulls him
away from Beryl, punching him in the stomach and causing him to
collapse to the ground. Beryl tells David in relief that she's
never been so pleased to see anyone in her life. She
then asks him how he knew she was there. David explains, "Spider."
Beryl asks hesitantly what he said. David replies, "He just
told me this guy had pinched your money." Beryl asks, "Is
that all?" David replies, "What else is
there?" Beryl quickly says, "Nothing." She then
tells David that she has to go somewhere urgently. She gives him
a kiss and adds, "Come around later and I'll give you some
dinner." David asks incredulously what he should do with
the thief. Beryl retorts, "Take him back to the police station.
Maybe now, they'll believe me."
Donna is sitting at the kitchen table at the country house, the
university guide in front of her. Tim comes in through the back
door and goes to wash him hands at the sink. He asks where Dave
is. Donna replies that he went racing out somewhere; something
to do with Beryl. Having finished at the sink, Tim turns to her
and asks her what she's looking at. Donna explains, "I'm
thinking of doing a computer course." Tim mutters, "You're
mad - all this study..." Donna, though, tells him, "I
want to take it up as a career. There's a lot of money in this
business." Tim asks, "Why do you want to work?
Aren't you happy?" Donna sighs, "I need to
do something with my life now that I'm not--" She breaks
off before continuing, "I feel as if I've got a second chance.
I want to find out what I want to do." Tim murmurs, "If
it makes you happy, I don't mind. But computers?"
Donna retorts, "We need to know how to handle them these
days. A lot of people are using them." Tim points out, "I'm
not." Donna mutters bitterly, "Then I suppose we'll
just have to accept the fact that we're going to be different,
David is at Beryl's, and as Spider lets him in, he asks if Beryl
isn't home. Spider replies, "No." David explains that
he wanted to have a private word with her. He heads into the lounge
room and starts fussing over Robert. Spider smiles that he's a
great little tyke. David then asks Spider bluntly, "Is Beryl
having financial trouble?" Spider quickly says, "What
made you think of a thing like that?" David explains, "Just
the way she carried on about getting her money back." Spider,
though, insists, "It was the principle of the thing."
David murmurs, "That was her excuse, too..."
Spider hesitates and then sighs, "If you must know,
she needed to pay the electricity bill: they were going to cut
it off." David asks why she didn't tell him. Spider
points out, "You know what she's like: gets a bit stubborn
about things." David asks how bad things are. Spider
replies, "She's taken a job waitressing - and she's also
started taking in ironing. But there's a bind here, Dave: if she
knows I told you, she's going to get real mad and I don't want
that to happen, so you mustn't tell her you know, right? You know
how much pride she's got - Beryl; not only that: she's not the
sort that likes taking charity." David murmurs, "There
must be some way I can help her, one way or the other."
Spider says, "I wish you all the best of luck - but I don't
like your chances."
That night, Charlie and Alison are sitting at the bar at Dural.
Barbara offers them a drink and Alison asks for a sherry. Charlie
says she'll have a teensy gin and tonic! As Barbara goes to get
the drinks, Alison tells her, "The six kids have been chosen.
They're all very keen." Charlie adds, "Doesn't it make
you feel marvellous doing something worthwhile?!"
Barbara nods, "Yes, I suppose it does - but I'm rather surprised
you're connected with this particular venture, Charlie.
I thought you went in for more glamorous charities."
Charlie sighs, " I do, darling, but it was that
dreadful girl, Janice: she actually called me empty-headed - to
my face! So I'm determined to show her." Gordon
comes in at that moment, and smiles at everyone, "Hello!"
He then glances at Alison and comments, "You're looking very
attractive." Barbara's face drops.
David and Spider are sitting at the living room table at Beryl's.
Beryl is pottering around in the kitchen and David calls out to
her that dinner was great. Beryl rejoins the two men
and David thanks her for the invite. He adds that it gives Donna
and Tim a chance to spend a bit of time together. Beryl asks how
they are and David replies that they're good: they've got their
ups and downs, like most young-uns. He then asks Beryl how she
is. She tells him that she's fine. David comments, "You weren't
too fine this arvo." Beryl admits, "No, I could've
been hurt. I'm glad you came along. Thankyou." David remarks,
"It's still a bit of a risk to take for $176." Beryl,
though, insists, "You know me when I see red. Besides, $176
is $176." David asks her if she's sure that was the only
reason. Beryl quickly retorts, "What other reason would
there be?" With that, she picks up some plates and heads
off back to the kitchen. Spider sighs to David, "I told
you." David mutters, "Yeah, yeah, I know - but I'm going
to get it out of her, eventually."
Alison, Gordon, Barbara and Charlie are sitting on the settees
in the lounge room at Dural. Gordon is saying to Alison, "It
all sounds fair enough to me. You've been busy:
bush-walking... fishing... cooking... Got it all worked out for
the children, haven't you?!" Alison reminds him, "It
was my idea. It seemed only fair I do most of the organising."
Gordon smiles, "You've done very well. Congratulations."
Alison thanks him. She then announces that she'd better get off
to her function. Gordon tells her that he'll see her out. Barbara,
though, says quickly, "Don't bother, darling. I'll
take care of it." She follows Alison out to the front door
and closes the lounge room doors behind her. She then spits, "Oh,
you're very clever, Alison. But you're not quite clever enough."
Alison raises her eyebrows and says 'innocently', "I'm sorry
- I don't know what you mean." Barbara retorts, "Don't
treat me like an idiot. You're trying to get on the right side
of Gordon." Alison smiles and asks, "What's wrong with
that? We are business partners." Barbara
snaps, "And what more do you want from him? His
Power of Attorney?" Alison, though, replies calmly, "Why
should he take it away from Wayne? Your imagination's working
overtime, Barbara." Barbara, though, snaps, "Not where
you're concerned. You want as much power as you can get.
Well, you can forget it while I'm around. Now get out."
She opens the door. Alison smiles, "Charming!" With
that, she goes. Barbara shuts the door firmly behind her.
The next morning, Barbara is sitting in Irene's flat at the boarding
house as Irene checks her right arm. She tells Barbara, "You'd
better have a pathology test done, just to be on the safe side."
Barbara asks if she thinks it's something serious. Irene, though,
quickly assures her, "I didn't say that." She
asks Barbara if it's giving her any trouble. Barbara groans, "It
is itching like mad. Can you give me something to ease
it? I've got to go to Woombai today." Irene, though, tells
her, "Uh huh. It could be infectious. You might give it to
the kids." Barbara insists, "I have got to
go. I'm not letting Alison alone with Gordon." Irene laughs,
"Come on, you can trust Gordon!" Barbara, though, retorts,
"But I can't trust Alison. She's out to get him.
I know it sounds stupid, but she is." Irene points
out, "Charlie's going to be there, isn't she? And
with six kids hanging around... I think they'd find it a bit difficult
to organise a tête-à-tête." Barbara murmurs
reluctantly, "I suppose so..."
Charlie walks into the lounge room at her house. Alison is standing
there and Charlie smiles, "Mission accomplished! But we're
going to be one short on our little expedition, darling."
Alison looks at her in surprise and Charlie explains, "Barbara's
come down with a dreadful rash. Irene won't let her go."
Alison muses, "What a pity..." She then suddenly curses,
"Oh damn. I've just remembered: I mightn't be able to go
either." Charlie exclaims in surprise, "You have
to go." Alison, though, tells her, "No, I promised Barry
Walker I'd go to a charity dinner with him tonight." Charlie
remarks that Gordon will be very disappointed. Alison nods, "I
know. What can I do? Still, if I'm going to miss out, this is
the best way of doing it. Everyone who's anyone will be there
tonight." Charlie, suddenly looking very interested, says,
"Really...?" Alison goes on, "Still, I'd
rather up-country: campfires... bush-walking... Trouble is, I
can't think of anyone to replace me; not at such short notice."
Charlie quickly tells her, "I'll stand in for you."
Alison points out, "You're going to Woombai. You're looking
forward to it." Charlie, though, insists, "I don't mind
- and this idea of weekends for children was all yours. You should
follow it through." Alison asks, "What about proving
to Janice you're not empty-headed?" Charlie smiles, "I
can do that some other time." Alison tells her,
"I hate to have to ask you." Charlie, though, replies,
"Nonsense, darling. What are friends for?"
She then asks what she should wear. Alison suggests to her, "Why
don't you pop upstairs? I'll go and ring Barry." Charlie
does as suggested and Alison goes to the 'phone and dials a number.
It rings and a male voice comes on and says, "Hello?"
Alison replies, "Hello. Barry? It's Alison Carr. I hope you
haven't got any plans for tonight..."
In the lounge room at Dural, Gordon asks Barbara if she feels
OK. She replies, "A bit strange. I'll be fine. Irene chips
in that it's nothing serious." Gordon asks his wife, "Would
you like me to stay home?" Barbara tells him, "Of course,
I'd love you to--" Gordon interrupts and says, "I'll
tell the others." Barbara, though, insists, "No, I'll
be alright. You go. Wayne will be here if I need anything."
With that, Gordon heads towards the front door. Barbara follows
him. He suddenly pauses and says, "Will you remind Wayne
about that business luncheon tomorrow? It is important.
I want him to make a good impression for a change." Barbara
comments, "That's a bit harsh." Gordon, though, mutters,
"I don't think so. He's been up to all his old tricks,
lately: that mansion business leaves a nasty taste and he's constantly
sniping at Alison." Barbara asks, "You don't think she
deserves it?" Gordon retorts, "No, I don't.
I can't see the company running smoothly if one of the Directors
spends all his time and energy on personal grievances." Barbara,
however, snaps, "For once, I'm on his side:
he doesn't trust Alison and neither do I."
Gordon sighs, "You are slow to forgive, aren't you?"
Barbara, though, retorts, "Can't you see what she's doing?"
Gordon tells her tersely, "Yes I can: she has come up with
a useful, constructive idea and she's carried it through. I think
we have to admit that the woman has a decent side."
Barbara glares at him as he walks off.
Next door, Charlie is trying to choose a dress for that night.
As she does so, she asks, "Did Barry mind about me going
instead?" Alison assures her, "Of course not - he's
looking forward to it." She then goes on, "I'm
rather glad Barbara's not going to be there. I can't
seem to put a foot right with her." Charlie muses, "Yes,
she can be a bit, um... frank!" Alison,
though, assures her, "I don't mind that. She had
a go at me last night: accused me of being after something."
Charlie asks suspiciously, "Are you?" Alison
retorts, "Of course not. What do you take me for?" A
car horn suddenly sounds outside and Alison comments that it'll
be Gordon. She then tells Charlie, "Enjoy yourself. Wow them
all!" Charlie smiles, "Have a wonderful weekend."
Alison grins, "I will. I certainly will..." With that,
she heads out.
Later that day, Gordon and Alison climb out of Gordon's car at
a petrol station. The attendant tells Gordon, "Just in time,
mate. Fill her up yourself, will you?" Gordon nods, "Fine."
He then asks if the restroom is open. The attendant replies, "Yeah,
sure, but make it quick: the missus has just put the tea on."
Alison tells Gordon to go the restroom and she'll fill up the
tank. Gordon heads off. Alison goes and takes off the petrol cap
and inserts the nozzle of the pump in the hole. She starts to
fill the car up. After a few seconds, though, she takes the nozzle
out again, picks up a can of water that's resting next to the
pump, and, checking around to make sure no one's looking, starts
pouring the contents into the petrol tank...
Irene is with Barbara, in the lounge room at Dural. Barbara rolls
her right sleeve down and comments, "Not getting any better,
is it?" Irene muses, "The sooner we get those
tests back from the Pathology department, the better." The
'phone suddenly starts ringing and Barbara quickly goes and answers
it. A male voice comes on and says, "Barbara, it's Ben Thomas.
Is Gordon there?" Barbara, though, replies in a worried tone,
"No, Ben. He should be at Woombai. He won't be back until
Monday." Ben says he'll call back then. They hang
up and Barbara turns to Irene and cries, "They should be
there by now. What time is it?" Irene points out,
"Two minutes later than when you asked before." Barbara
mutters, "I'll give them half an hour." Irene asks,
"What then?" Barbara retorts, "I'll ring
Woombai." Irene asks, "What if they're not there? Listen,
I'm beginning to think that this rash of yours is nervous."
Barbara snaps, "Rubbish." Irene, though, insists, "Worrying
about things won't help." Barbara, however, retorts, "Alison
has so blinded Gordon, he thinks she can do no wrong. When I simply
mentioned that I didn't trust her, suddenly I was the worst person
in the world." Irene sighs, "Barbara, if Gordon and
Alison had gone away together alone, then I could understand
you being a bit twitchy - but they haven't; Charlie's
with them. Barbara murmurs, "I know, I know, but I can't
help it. I don't trust that woman." There's suddenly
a knock at the front door. Barbara snaps, "God, if that's
some charity, I'm going to shut the door in their face."
She goes and answers it to find Charlie standing there. She trills,
"Hello, Barbara!" Barbara stares at her and asks in
horror, "What are you doing here? You should be
at Woombai, with Alison and Gordon." Charlie smiles, "I
know, it looks dreadful, doesn't it, but Alison needed me here."
She waltzes into the lounge room as Barbara demands, "What
did she need you here for?" Charlie explains, "She
had a very important engagement in town. I'm filling in for her."
Barbara murmurs nervously, "I see."
Gordon is poring over the engine of his car, which is parked
at the side of a road. He shrugs and sighs to Alison, "I
can see absolutely nothing wrong with it." Alison points
out, "Except that it won't go." She then asks, "What
do we do now?" Gordon replies, "I don't know. We can't
wait here for someone to pass. We'll have to walk to that motel
about five kilometres back. Are you up to it?" Alison smiles,
"Yes, I'm fit." Gordon adds, "I can arrange for
someone to come and have a look at it from there." Alison
suggests, "Why don't we take some of our gear? If we can't
get it fixed tonight, we don't have to come back and get the toothbrushes.
I don't mind being deserted in a hick hotel, but I will not stay
if I can't clean my teeth!" Gordon grins, "I guess that's
the sensible thing!" Alison goes on, "At least it's
not raining. Quite a nice day for a walk!"
It's dark, and Barbara is pacing the floor of the lounge room
at Dural as Irene sits and stares at her. Barbara cries, "It
doesn't take nine hours to get to Woombai. Where are
they?" Irene suggests, "Maybe something happened?"
Barbara snaps, "Exactly." Irene, though, asks,
"What do you think Alison's done with him: abducted
him? Maybe the car broke down." Barbara growls, "Our
car never breaks down." Irene suggests, "Then
maybe they went straight to the campsite?" Barbara retorts,
"Then Gordon would have rung - if Alison had let
him." Irene says, "I don't see how she could stop
him - and I wish you'd stop pacing up and down like that; you're
not doing that rash a bit of good." At that moment,
the 'phone starts ringing and Barbara dashes to answer it at the
bar. STD pips sound and Alison comes on. Barbara demands, "Where's
Gordon?" Alison replies, "He's fine. We've had a bit
of a mishap, though." Barbara asks, "What sort
of a mishap?" Alison explains, "The car broke down.
Gordon's out seeing about a tow-truck now." Barbara asks,
"Where are you?" Alison tells her, "At a motel."
Barbara cries, "What are you doing in a motel?" Alison
replies, "We didn't want to stay the night in the car and
we can't get to Woombai until tomorrow morning. I expect Gordon
will call you from there." Barbara retorts, "I'll ring
him when he gets back. What's the name of the motel?" Alison,
though, sighs, "Barbara, I have no idea; I didn't look. But
we'll be fine; don't worry. Bye." With that, she hangs up.
Barbara cries down the 'phone, "Alison?" It's too late,
though. She hangs up at her end and then turns and snaps at Irene,
"The car broke down. They're staying at a motel."
Irene comments, "Sounds sensible to me." Barbara,
though, goes on, "They'll be spending the night together."
Irene asks calmly, "Don't you think you're projecting, just
a little?" Barbara retorts, "No, I don't. Alison is
very glamorous and she knows exactly how to play up to Gordon's
ego." Irene points out, "Gordon loves you."
Barbara cries, "It didn't stop him falling for Liz,
though, did it? I probably would have lost him to her
except she had some scruples. Ever seen any
scruples around Alison?" Irene murmurs, "No,
not a lot." Barbara, looking close to tears, quivers, "Alison's
out to get my husband, Irene. And there's not a damn thing I can
do about it."