Alison and Glen are walking towards the bench in the park where
Alison has arranged to meet Micky. They sit down and Alison asks
Glen where he's going to hide. He points out an area a short distance
away and Alison suggests to him that he'd better hurry. Glen wishes
Alison luck. Alison, though, assures him, "I don't think
I'm going to need it. Everything's going to turn out fine."
Later that day, Charlie is fussing over Isabella in her lounge
room when the front door slams and Alison walks in. Charlie tells
her immediately, "I drew a blank, unfortunately. Betty had
no idea." Alison, sitting down, says, "Micky turned
up here. She wanted to see you, actually, until I informed
her of one or two salient points. She agreed to make a statement,
too." Charlie smiles, "Darling, that's marvellous!"
Alison, though, adds, "At a price. The question is: am I
being played for a sucker?" Charlie looks at her, a puzzled
expression on her face, and Alison, explains, "Glen and I
arranged to meet her; I'd hand over the money, she'd
hand over the statement. She didn't show. Glen's still waiting
in case she does. I came back in case she calls here. Something
must have happened." She then adds, "Don't suppose I
should tear up those tickets just yet..." The 'phone suddenly
starts to ring and Alison dashes to answer it. She says, "Alison
Carr. Who is it?" She listens and then mutters, "Oh,
it's you." At the other end, Caroline smiles, "You sound
disappointed. Expecting someone else?" Alison snaps, "If
you've got something to say, say it and then hang up, will you?"
Caroline replies, "Alright: I'll be short and sweet."
She then goes on, "You'll be happy to know that Doug and
I are chums again - and he's left it up to me whether I stay mum
about who you really are. I've decided I will - but it's going
to cost. Would you like to know how much?" Alison gasps,
"You must be out of your mind." Caroline, though,
retorts, "Why? You set the rules. You were
quite prepared to see me destitute; I'm just
returning the compliment." She then tells Alison, "All
your money transferred into my account within three days or I
go to the police. Goodbye." She hangs up, a smile on her
face. At Charlie's, Alison hangs up slowly and murmurs, "They're
all out to get me, Charlie."
Wayne is lying on the bed in the study at Dural as Susan sits
on the bookcase next to him. He comes round and murmurs, "Susan?"
Susan goes and pats his brow with a cloth and he murmurs, "Thirsty..."
Susan cries, "I don't think there's anything here..."
She looks round and notices some water in a glass that Gordon
was using to take his tablets. She passes it to Wayne, who sips
some. He then asks weakly, "We stuck here?" Susan nods.
Wayne comments, "Door's locked... window's barred..."
Susan assures him, "Someone will turn up before long. They'd
better. Rags is locked in the house, too. He won't have
any food or water, either." Wayne laughs weakly, "That's
typical of you, isn't it: here we are, stuck in this room without
anything, and all you're worrying about is your dog!"
Next door, Alison hands Charlie a drink. The radio is on in the
background and the news comes on as Charlie asks Alison how long
Glen will wait for Micky. Alison replies, "'Til it gets dark,
I suppose." Charlie suggests positively, "Or until the
woman turns up." Alison murmurs, "Yes." She hesitates
and then cries, "What if she's got cold feet, Charlie? What
if she's decided to call the whole thing off?" Charlie suggests,
"Maybe she's just holding out for more money?" Alison
shrugs, "Maybe." The newsreader starts talking about
a woman being killed that afternoon. Charlie asks Alison, "How
much are you prepared to pay?" Alison replies, "Anything
she wants." Charlie insists, "I'm sure she'll turn up."
Alison suddenly cries, "Shush!" She dashes over and
turns up the radio. The newsreader is saying, "Miss. Pratt
was wanted by the police for questioning over her alleged involvement
in a recent jailbreak. She was last seen in the company of Edward
John Parker, one of the escapees." She turns to another story
as Alison switches off the radio and gasps at Charlie, "She
must have been on her way to meet us." Charlie,
looking shocked, cries, "It's awful..." Alison then
announces, "I'm going out, Charlie." Charlie asks, "Where
to?" Alison tells her, "The morgue. I need that statement
- she must have had it on her when she was killed." Charlie
points out in horror, "You just can't go barging into the
city morgue demanding a piece of paper that you say is yours.
For a start, the police could start asking questions and that
would be disastrous." Alison, though, snaps, "How else
am I going to get it?" She sighs heavily.
A while later, Charlie is telling a morgue attendant, "I
work with Micky - dreadful woman. She was a thief - she
stole my bracelet. I bought it at Fisherman's Wharf, on my first
trip to San Francisco. Anyway, I demand that it be returned."
The morgue attendant stares at her and replies, "I'm not
allowed to hand over any of the deceased's possessions."
Charlie tells him, "Of course you are. Don't be silly."
The attendant, however, insists, "I'm not handing over anything
that belonged to the deceased." Charlie asks, "Can't
I just have a look at what I had on her when the accident happened?"
The attendant retorts, "No. In any case, she wasn't wearing
a bracelet. All she had was a small amount of money and a set
of car keys." Charlie looks at him thoughtfully.
Back at home, Alison gasps at Charlie, "She must
have had it with her." Charlie replies, "Apparently
not." Alison mutters, "I can't believe it.
So close. If I can't get my hands on that statement I'll
be back to square one. Are you sure the attendant wasn't
lying?" Charlie just shrugs, "I'm sorry, darling."
Alison snaps, "What on earth do I do now? Tell me
- please. I haven't got the faintest idea."
It's nighttime, and Caroline is fussing over Robert in the lounge
room at the country house when David arrives home. He joins her
and she asks him how the trip was. He replies that it was good.
Caroline asks, "You get the truck?" David smiles, "Sure
did!" He then lifts Robert up and asks how he's been. Caroline
smiles, "Not an ounce of bother." David looks at her
and then remarks, "A bit over-dressed for dinner, aren't
you?" Caroline explains, "I'm eating out - an invitation
from Doug." David grins, "Things are on the up-and-up
again, are they?" Caroline tells him, "I'm not going
to let a millionaire slip through my fingers, David. I meant what
I said about not being poor - and if things don't work out with
Doug, I've got another ace up my sleeve." David
asks, "What's that?" Caroline, though, tells
him, "First rule of poker: never show your hand!" David
sighs, "I reckon you're being a bit tough on poor
old Doug." Caroline retorts, "I don't think I'm being
that tough on him. I know he's a nice man - but he's
not like you, is he...?" An uncomfortable
silence ensues. Caroline says quickly, "I organised Muriel
to babysit Robert, but seeing as you're home now..." David
nods, "I'll give her a ring and tell her she can relax. I
reckon Beryl and me will be able to look after his nibs."
Caroline queries in surprise, "Beryl?" David explains,
"The doctors have given her the all-clear - I called in on
the way home. I'm going to pick her up now. She'll spend
a bit of time here until she's fit and well and then she can go
back to Albert Park." Caroline asks in concern, "You're
bringing her back here?" David replies, "She
has to take it easy for a while." Looking annoyed, Caroline
murmurs, "It'll be nice having her here..."
Doug is wearing his dressing gown as he answers a knock on his
hotel room door. He finds Caroline standing there - wearing her
new fur coat - and he smiles, "You look incredibly beautiful."
As she steps inside, Caroline beams, "Thankyou." Doug
goes on, "I won't be long. Make yourself comfortable - there's
plenty of drink at the bar." Caroline assures him, "I'm
quite happy to sit here and wait for you." Doug
smiles at her and then walks off to change.
David escorts Beryl into the lounge room at the country house.
She suggests that she'd better sit down for a while - and she
does so. David hands Robert to her and she starts fussing over
him. David then smiles at her, "It looks right, you know:
you and Robert." Beryl assures him warmly, "You're
part of it." David sighs, "Yeah, I know, but it's been
so long since we've all been living under the same roof..."
Beryl murmurs, "Yes..." She then asks, "Where will
I be sleeping? I would like to be close to Robert." David
tells her, "You can both use my room; I'll bunk
up in the boys' room." Beryl tells him, "It'll only
be for tonight. I have to get back to work: my biscuit business
was going very well un--" She breaks off and then murmurs
more sadly, "Until the accident..." David smiles and,
indicating Robert, asks, "Have you noticed how big his feet
are getting?! Real Palmers' feet! How the lot of us didn't finish
up in the cops, I'll never know!" He then says seriously,
"Beryl, you welcome to stay in my house for as long as you
like - and you're definitely not leaving until you're fit and
well; I can tell you that much." He adds, "If
that sounds like an order, I'm sorry." Beryl smiles at him
as he concludes, "I care about you, and I want you to know
Caroline is sitting on the couch in Doug's hotel room. Doug emerges
from his room and puts on his jacket. He asks how things are at
the farm. Caroline retorts, "Beryl's moving in." Doug
asks, "So?" Caroline tells him tersely, "We don't
get on. How anyone gets on with Beryl amazes me."
Doug points out, "There's one way to solve that: move in
here." Going and putting his arms around Caroline,
he adds, "In fact, we don't even have to go out for dinner:
we can order room service." Caroline, however, pushes him
away and retorts curtly, "That's all you ever think about."
Doug mutters, "One of us has to; it always seems
to be the last thing on your mind." Caroline insists,
"That's not true." Doug snaps, "I don't know what
else I can do. I buy you gifts... give you the coat..."
Caroline growls, "So now it's time to pay up: is that
what you're saying?" Doug retorts, "I was just going
to kiss you, Caroline. That's all." Caroline murmurs,
"Sorry." Doug mutters, "So am I. I buy you gifts
because I care. I don't see it as some price I have to pay for
your company." Caroline tells him, "All I can do is
apologise. My only excuse is the pressure at home. Beryl: she's
going to make life uncomfortable and I don't know if I'll be able
to handle it." Doug says, "Try not to think about it,
OK? We'll go out and have a nice meal and pretend we don't have
a worry in the world." Caroline smiles, "Sounds fine."
Doug then takes a jewellery case out of his pocket and goes on,
"At the risk of being accused of bribery, I have a small
gift for you." Caroline sighs, "Now I feel awful."
She opens the case to reveal a bracelet. Doug helps her put it
on and says softly, "You're not to throw it back at me this
time, OK?" Caroline smiles, "I promise."
At Charlie's, Alison has an road atlas in front of her as she
talks on the 'phone and says, "It'll be like looking for
a needle in a haystack, but you're right: it's worth a try."
With that, she hangs up. Turning to Charlie, she tells her, "The
police are conducting a house-to-house in the area where Micky
was killed. They think she might have been hiding close-by."
Charlie asks in surprise, "Why?" Alison explains,
"For a start, she was on foot - and she wasn't carrying a
handbag. It's not exactly what you'd call conclusive evidence,
but it's certainly a start. They think if they find her hideout,
that'll almost certainly lead them to Ned Parker." Charlie
looks over Alison's shoulder at the road atlas and comments, "It's
not far from the boarding house." Alison replies, "That's
what I was thinking." She then asks, "Listen:
can I borrow a torch?" Charlie asks in surprise, "What
for?" Alison explains, "I think I'll conduct my own
house-to-house. With any luck, I'll find Ned before the police
do." Charlie points out, "The man's dangerous."
Alison, though, retorts, "There's also a very good chance
he knows where Micky put that statement. I just offer him
the money for it instead." Charlie cries, "You're taking
an awful risk. Why don't you leave it to the police?" Alison,
however, tells her, "Charlie, I don't care how dangerous
the man is or how slim my chance of finding him; I've got to try.
I'm not asking you to come with me. Glen's going to keep his eye
out while he's driving around the area. Between the two of us,
we might strike it lucky." Charlie points out, "You'd
have a better chance with three of us." Alison insists,
"You've done your share. I don't expect any more
of you - really." Charlie, however, tells her, "We'll
stop at a service station and pick up a second torch." Alison
smiles sincerely, "Thankyou, Charlie."
In the study at Dural, Susan hands Wayne the glass of water and
tells him, "You may as well finish it." Wayne tries
to give it back to her, but Susan reminds him, "I said this
afternoon I wasn't thirsty." Wayne, however, retorts, "That
was hours ago. Stop trying to play the dying soldier." As
Susan takes the remaining water and drinks it, Wayne muses, "You
didn't know what you were letting yourself in for, coming up to
Sydney, did you?!" Susan comments, "All part of life's
rich tapestry..." Wayne then says seriously, "When I've
been half-unconscious... I've been saying things, haven't
I?" Susan smiles nervously and shrugs, "Oh, you've been
doing the odd bit of mumbling..." Wayne asks, "Did I
say anything about you?" Susan looks away and then
says, "I didn't really hear." Wayne tells her, "If
I did, don't pay any notice. I talk a lot of nonsense sometimes."
Susan assures him, "Don't worry about it. Try and get some
sleep." She helps him lie down again, a worried look crossing
her face as she does so.
Alison and Charlie arrive back at Charlie's, and Alison sighs,
"I suppose it was pushing the odds a bit, thinking
we'd come up with anything." Charlie tells her, "I'm
sure the police haven't given up yet." Alison, looking strained,
just cries, "I'm finished, Charlie. I'm going to be left
without a cent in the world."
Beryl is in the kitchen at the country house when the back door
opens and Caroline walks in. She tells Beryl, "I'm sorry.
I didn't mean to startle you." Beryl explains that she was
just taking a headache tablet. She then comments, "David
said you were going out with Doug. Did you have a nice time?"
Caroline nods, "Yes - we enjoyed ourselves." Beryl murmurs,
"Good." She then goes on, "Caroline, I realise
you're not all that thrilled at me being here--"
Caroline interrupts her and points out, "It's only going
to be for a couple of days. I'm sure I'll cope." Beryl,however,
explains, "Actually, it might be for more than a
couple of days." Caroline growls, "You mean you'd like
it to be more." Beryl insists, "No, no, I mean that
David's asked me to stay--" Caroline interrupts her again
and retorts, "Come off it, Beryl. You're just trying to win
him back, aren't you?" Beryl protests, "I most certainly
am not." Caroline just muses knowingly, "Doesn't
matter. It's hardly a contest, when you stop and think about it,
is it...?" She then adds, "Goodnight. Sleep well,"
and walks out, leaving Beryl with her eyebrows raised.
Susan is pacing the study floor at Dural. She puts on one of
Gordon's cardigans, which is resting on a chair. Wayne asks from
his bed, "You cold?" Susan turns to him and points out,
"You're supposed to be asleep." Wayne tells
her, "Get under the blanket. We can keep each other warm."
Susan, though, says quickly, "No, no. I'm alright. It's not
that bad." Wayne asks in surprise, "Have I embarrassed
you?" Susan asks nervously, "Whatever gave you that
idea?" Wayne murmurs, "Because I've been talking in
my sleep. I said I loved you, didn't I?"
Susan looks away sheepishly as Wayne murmurs, "Now I'm
embarrassed." Susan says quickly, "Don't be. That's
silly." Wayne insists, "You're making me feel worse
standing there shivering. Get under the blanket." As Susan
still remains standing, he adds, "I'm hardly likely to try
and do anything in my condition." He then suggests,
"Let's just forget I opened my big mouth, OK?" Susan,
however, points out, "We can't, can we? Not really."
Wayne admits reluctantly, "No. I guess we can't."
The next morning, Alison is pacing the floor of Charlie's lounge
room as Charlie sits on the couch and grooms Isabella. Alison
mutters, "I didn't sleep a wink last night, worrying
about all this." She adds, "I may as well give myself
up and be done with it; put an end to it all." Charlie sighs,
"You're determined to wallow in despair, aren't you?"
Alison, however, growls, "Charlie, this might come as a surprise
to you, but the prospect of spending the next twenty years behind
bars does not exactly fill me with joy." Charlie retorts,
"I'm sure it doesn't - for someone who's given up hope -
but I never thought you were the type, that's all. Funny how I've
been wrong all these years, isn't it?" With that, she takes
Isabella outside, leaving Alison running her fingers through her
hair in despair.
Wayne is lying on the bed in the study at Dural, looking weak.
Susan walks over to the cabinet by the door and picks up a glass
decanter. It's empty. She also picks up the empty pill bottle
lying next to it, and then appears to think of something. She
moves across to the table, picks up a pen and writes on a sheet
of paper 'HELP'. A dog starts barking outside, and Susan calls,
"Go and bite someone, Rags. They might come around and complain
and find this." She then puts the note inside the pill bottle
and throws it out through the small study window. As soon as she
does so, she hears someone cry, "Ouch!" She calls out
quickly, "Who's that?" Charlie is outside with Isabella
and Rags and she calls back, "It's Charlie Bartlett. Who's
that?" Susan cries, "It's Susan. Oh Charlie...
thank God you're here."
A few minutes later, in the lounge room at her own house, Charlie
is imploring, "Come on, darling, hurry up. You've got a key;
we have to let them out." Alison, however, tells her, "Slow
down, Charlie. You're not making any sense. Now, Ned locked Wayne
and Susan in Gordon's study?" Charlie, picking up the 'phone,
nods, "Yes - and then went back to the mansion. That's where
he and Micky have been hiding out. I have to call an ambulance:
Wayne's in an dreadful state. It's only because of Rags--"
She breaks off as Alison grabs the 'phone from her and orders,
"Don't call an ambulance yet." Charlie protests, "I
have to--" Alison interrupts her, though, and goes
on, "They only call the police. I've got to get to Ned before
they do. He knows where that statement is." Charlie
gasps, "What about Wayne? He needs to get to a hospital.
If you think I'm going to stand by and let him suffer--"
Alison interrupts and sighs, "Alright, call an ambulance
- but don't say anything about Ned. Please." Charlie
points out, "Susan will - as soon as she gets near
a 'phone." Alison, however, murmurs, "Maybe not..."
Next door, Susan is dialling a number on the 'phone in the hallway,
crying as she does so, "I'm not leaving Gordon and May in
danger any longer than necessary - particularly if you won't tell
me what's going on." Alison slams her hand down on the handset
to cancel the call, snapping as she does, "This isn't over."
Susan turns to glare at her and Alison then growls, "Alright.
Go ahead - if you think your conscience can cope." Susan
cries, "With what?" Alison retorts, "A
bloodbath." Susan demands, "What bloodbath?"
Alison tells her, "Ned Parker is a dangerous man. He's cornered
and he's got a gun. When the police try and arrest him, he's going
to go crazy. And if he starts shooting, what sort of a chance
do you think May and Gordon have got?" Susan cries, "He'll
have to give himself up sooner or later." Alison retorts,
"Yes - unless he decides to shoot it out. Plenty
of people in his situation do." Susan asks, "What
makes you think you can handle it more than the police?"
Alison replies, "Because I'm positive I can convince Ned
to walk away from his hostages without giving them a second thought."
She adds, "Just give me one hour. That's all I ask. If what
I've got in mind doesn't work by then, go ahead - but please just
give me that chance..."