A few moments later, Doug rejoins Craig and Andy. He's holding
a box containing various papers and tells the two of them, "I
found these hidden away in one of my warehouses. How they got
there in the first place... how long they've been there... is
way beyond me. But I want to get rid of them; they're only taking
up space." Andy asks what they are. He and Craig sit down
as Doug explains, "Sheet music. Old standards. A lot of it's
from the '30s and '40s; songs that were famous during the War."
Craig picks up some of the sheets of music and mutters, "It's
a wonder the silverfish haven't had a picnic." Doug
replies, "They've had a bit of a nibble here and there, but
by-and-large it's in good condition." Andy asks, "What
are you going to do with them?" Doug tells him, "Get
rid of them. Sell them." Andy asks dubiously, "Who'd
want them?" Doug shrugs, "I don't know. That's
what you two have to find out. It's going to take a very clever
mind to come up with the right marketing idea." Andy asks
in disbelief, "You want us to sell them?" Doug
nods, "That's what I had in mind. A little competition to
see which one of you guys came up with those other bright ideas."
Craig indicates the box and asks, "Is that all of them?"
Doug replies, "No - there's about another dozen boxes altogether.
You can have half each and you've got a week. Whoever unloads
their share for the best price wins."
That evening, Caroline is sitting in the lounge room at the country
house as Andy prepares a poster on the floor next to her. She
laughs that he hasn't had so much fun since kindergarten! Andy
holds up his poster and asks, "What do you think so far?"
It says 'TODAY'S SHOPPING BARGAIN' and is coloured in in felt-tip.
Caroline smiles, "Very nice." She then comments that
she wonders if it'll catch the customers' imagination. Andy asks
her if she's saying it's not gimmicky enough. Caroline shrugs,
"I don't know. I'm not a marketing expert. I'm just saying,
that's all." Andy muses, "Oh, it doesn't matter. If
that doesn't work, I'll just bring out the old charm. That
always gets them in." Caroline stands up, saying she's going
to make some coffee. She heads out to the kitchen, where Craig
is sitting at the table, looking glum. She asks him how his ideas
are going. He mutters, "They're not." Caroline
smiles, "That's no good." Craig, though, growls, "It's
not funny, Caroline." Caroline comments, "You're taking
all this very seriously, aren't you?" Craig retorts, "Of
course I am. I have to win." Caroline asks, "Why?"
Craig snaps, "It's important that I beat Andy, that's why.
He's pinched my ideas once too often." Caroline remarks,
"You don't want to beat him just to impress Debbie, I hope..."
Craig retorts, "No. You're way off-beam. I want to beat him
to prove he's a thief and a liar; simple as that. Once I've shown
him up, look out. It's time I made my move - and one day, I'm
going to be just as rich as Doug Fletcher..."
Sometime later, Doug opens the door of his hotel room to find
Caroline standing there. He smiles, "Hello." Caroline
asks, "Five-minute truce?" Doug agrees and invites her
in. She goes and sits down and tells him, "I'm worried about
how seriously Craig is taking this competition with Andy."
Doug insists, "It was never meant as a joke." Caroline
replies, "I know - but Craig's just had one of the worst
disappointments a boy could have, and he's too immature to know
how to handle it. He's bottling up all his emotions and he's using
the competition to establish some sort of feeling of self-worth.
If he wins - and he will, because he's the one who's been coming
up with the ideas; not Andy - he might decide that winning is
the only way to measure success." Doug asks in surprise,
"And that's a problem?" Caroline tells him, "I
think so. Certainly for Craig it is. I'd hate to see him end up
by thinking that all that matters was how quickly he could make
the next dollar." Doug mutters, "Like me...?"
Caroline nods, "Yes." Doug growls, "Seems as though
we've got a really bad case of double standards here, Caroline.
You didn't show the slightest hesitation in accepting that mink
coat I gave you, and now you say you don't accept how I made the
money to pay for it." Caroline starts to protest, "I
didn't mean to make it sound like--" Doug interrupts and
snaps, "Well it did." Caroline sighs, "You're
suited for a cut -throat world; probably I am, too
- but Craig isn't, and I don't want to see him get on some merry-go-round
which is going to make a mess of his life." Doug sighs heavily
and then asks, "What do you want me to do?" Caroline
replies, "Give him an out."
Craig is making himself a drink in the kitchen at the country
house when the 'phone rings. He answers it and Doug comes on.
He tells Craig, "Look, son, I feel I owe you an apology.
I've known you for quite a while now and the more I think about
it, the more I realise you're not the sort of guy who runs around
telling lies - so if you say that those ideas were yours, I believe
you." Craig replies, "Thankyou." He then listens
before retorting, "Cancel the competition. Why?"
Doug shrugs, "There's no point now, is there? The issue's
been settled." Craig, though, snaps, "No. I
took it on with my eyes open and I intend to see it through. I'm
not having people say I'm too weak to hang in there. See you later."
With that, he hangs up. At his hotel, Doug looks at Caroline and
murmurs, "I tried."
A few moments later, Craig is standing with Andy in the lounge
room at the country house. Andy is snapping, "I
didn't tell him you wanted out." Craig demands, "Then
why would he suddenly give me the option?" Andy retorts,
"Search me. I don't know how the bloke's
mind works." Craig growls, "I'm warning you, mate. You
get any ideas about doing the dirty on me and you're going to
end up with a busted head." Andy taunts, "I'd
say you're scared of losing." Craig just retorts,
"To you? You've got to be kidding." He then adds, "If
those posters are the best that you can do, then I haven't got
much to worry about, that's for sure." Andy retorts, "Oh
yeah? And what have you come up with?" Craig, however,
shakes his head and tells Andy, "Uh-uh. You're not milking
any more ideas out of me. I'm keeping them to myself from now
on." He turns to walk out. He then looks back at Andy, though,
and tells him curtly, "I won't need a week to beat you either,
mate. Three days will be plenty - because I've come up with something
that'll move that stuff quicker than you thought possible."
With that, he walks out, leaving Andy looking worried.
The next morning, Wayne and Susan are packing food and cooking
ingredients into a box in the lounge room at Dural. Alison is
pottering around behind them. Susan laughs at Wayne that he's
not seriously going to make a damper, is he? Wayne points out
that they're going to be living in the bush, so they have to live
like bushmen. He then reminds her that he was brought up in the
outback. Susan laughs, "What? Woombai?!" Wayne
tells her, "It's the outback if you've spent most of your
life in the city!" The 'phone suddenly starts ringing and
Alison goes to answer it. As she does so, Susan comments to Wayne
that it's a pity Charlie decided not come with them. Wayne, clearly
disagreeing, just muses, "Yeah, it is, isn't it..."
Susan heads off to the kitchen. On the 'phone, Alison tells the
person she's speaking to, "I'll see you when I get there."
She hangs up and tells Wayne that she has to go out for about
an hour or so. Wayne asks who it was. Alison replies, "Your
father. He wants to see me." She adds sarcastically, "Be
awful if he wanted to smoke the peace pipe, wouldn't it? Really
put your nose out of joint..."
Sometime later, Alison knocks on the door of Gordon's room at
Hornsby Hospital and walks in. Gordon invites her to sit down,
but she tells him that she'll stand. Gordon, from his bed, then
tells her, "It wasn't easy reporting you to the police. Since
we've known each other, you've been a very good friend - but I
just couldn't sit back and let Caroline take the blame."
Alison assures him, "Yes, I know." Gordon asks her,
"Why did you let her take it in the first place?" Alison
tells him, "I panicked. Afterwards, I felt terrible, but
by then it was too late." She then sighs and admits, "Not
really, I suppose: there's always a way out - but I was scared
of losing your friendship and that's the truth." Gordon tells
her, "I was hoping that we might be able to put the whole
business behind us - partly because I'd like to still consider
you a friend, and also because of your friendship with Patricia
- not that I owe the woman anything. She was my wife and for a
time..." He breaks off before continuing, "For a time,
I was in love with her. I felt badly about turning one of her
few friends over to the police." Alison just smiles, "Well,
it's all over now." Changing the subject, she then asks,
"What about the business?" Gordon replies, "Yes,
well I'll be turning my Power of Attorney back to Wayne - but
I'd still like you to play an active part in helping to run things."
Alison smiles at him, looking delighted. She tells him, "Thankyou.
I'd like that..."
Wayne and Susan are still packing food in a box in the lounge
room at Dural. Susan smiles, "It's going to be glorious just
sitting around in the sun doing nothing." Wayne agrees, "I
won't argue with that: canoeing... swimming..."
Susan tells him quickly, "You can go swimming. I
won't." Wayne asks, "Why not?" Susan replies, "Because
I can't." Wayne tells her, "I'll have to teach you."
Susan, though, insists, "I'm quite happy to sit on the rocks
and dangle my toes in the water!" Wayne asks, "How come
you never learnt?" Susan explains, "Bad experience when
I was a kid: we were on holidays up the coast and I fell off a
wharf." Wayne bursts into laughter, but Susan protests indignantly,
"It wasn't very funny. I was only six at the time. It was
pretty frightening. I still remember going down... swallowing
water... Dad jumped in and pulled me out, of course. Ever since
then, if it's too deep to stand up in, I don't go in." She
then muses, "It's funny how things like that stay with you,
isn't it? I tell you what: I'd hate to go through anything like
it again." She adds, "Bit of a old scaredy-cat,
the old Susan. Not as brave as people like Glen."
Wayne, looking annoyed, tells her quickly, "I wouldn't say
that. Anyway, as long as there's someone there to look after you,
you haven't got anything to worry about, have you?" Susan
admits, "I suppose not." Wayne assures her, "Of
course you haven't..."
In Melbourne, Andy has set up a stall in the shopping centre
and is talking into a microphone, his voice booming around the
centre as he tells people not to miss the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity
to buy up a little bit of yesteryear. Two elderly ladies approach
the table and Andy sells them some sheet music. Caroline watches
from a distance and then walks over to him and asks how it's going.
He tells her, "Not bad - I've made about $10." Caroline
smiles, "Congratulations." She then asks, "You
made any other big sales?" Andy, though, retorts, "I'm
not telling you - you'd run back and tell Craig." Caroline
just muses, "Keep up the good work." She walks off.
Andy resumes his sales patter.
Sometime later, Caroline arrives back at the country house to
find Craig sitting at the kitchen table, sighing heavily. He asks
her what she's doing home and she explains that she needs her
dry-cleaning tickets. She picks them up and muses, "Back
to the factory!" As she goes to head out, Craig asks, "Did
you see Andy this morning?" Caroline replies, "Yes."
Craig asks how he's going. Caroline tells him, "He's not
exactly being run over in the stampede..." Craig mutters,
"But he's doing alright?" Caroline sighs, "Look,
you shouldn't be worrying about how Andy's going; you should be
working on your own ideas." Craig retorts, "You
reckon I haven't been trying? It's crazy: when it isn't
important, I can come up with more ideas than I know what to do
with, and as soon as my future's on the line, I can't think of
one." Caroline suggests, "Maybe your motivation's
the problem?" Craig demands, "How do you work that out?"
Caroline replies, "If you were in this competition for the
right reasons..." She breaks off before continuing, "Obviously,
after the way your mother behaved, you want to show people that
you're not like her; that you're a better person than she is."
Craig snaps, "What's wrong with that?" Caroline
tells him, "Nothing - but getting into competitions isn't
the way that you're going to do it. Just concentrate on being
yourself. That's all it's going to take, Craig." Craig, however,
retorts, "It's two separate issues, Caroline: I do
have to prove myself - but I'm not giving up rubbing Andy's nose
in the dirt. No way." Caroline stands there, looking worried.
Alison, Susan and Wayne have arrived at Charlie's house in the
Hawkesbury. They begin to unpack the car. Susan looks around and
smiles, "It's so beautiful up here." She and Alison
then head off inside with boxes of groceries.
As Alison opens the front door, she comments that she thinks
they should have a snack of some kind before they unpack. Susan
adds, "And a cup of tea!" Alison goes to switch the
light on, but discovers that there's no bulb. Wayne follows them
in and says he'll check the fuse box. He heads back outside. Susan
looks round the house and remarks in surprise, "I never thought
Charlie the type to own a fishing shack!" Alison explains,
"She bought it on a whim a few years back. Fell in love with
a fisherman!" Wayne comes back in and announces, "It's
the fuse alright." Susan asks, "Can you fix it?"
Wayne tells her, "If I had some fuse wire." Alison suggests,
"You'd better go and get some. You'd better go now,
before it gets dark." Wayne sighs and heads back out. Alison
tells Susan, "It won't take him long - most country stores
carry fuse wire." Changing the subject, Susan asks, "How
did it finally end for Charlie and her fisherman?" Alison
laughs, "They went out on a boat one day. Charlie was trying
to attach some mooring rope: she lost her balance and fell overboard."
Susan asks, "And that was it?" Alison nods,
"As far as Charlie was concerned: she maintains she was pushed!"
Susan laughs. She then tells Alison, "Wayne says he's taking
me out in the canoe tomorrow." Alison, looking suddenly worried,
asks, "Are you sure that's wise?" Susan grins, "I
hardly think I'm going to fall overboard. I'm not quite
as dizzy as Charlie!" Alison says quickly, "Of course
not." She still looks concerned, though.
Later that evening, Wayne, Alison and Susan are sitting at the
kitchen table, playing I-Spy. Wayne tells them that he spies something
beginning with 'ST'. Alison and Susan both give up and Susan asks
what it is. Wayne laughs, "Stuffed trout!" Changing
the subject, Susan tells him seriously, "Thanks for bringing
me up here." Wayne smiles, "My pleasure." Susan
then stands up and announces that she feels like some fresh air.
As she heads for the door, she comments, "I wonder what Glen's
doing tonight." Wayne's face drops as he mutters, "Probably
driving a taxi." Susan says, "He should be up here with
us." Turning to Alison, she adds, "Don't worry
about me falling in the water - I promise I won't go near it!"
With that, she heads out. Left alone with Wayne, Alison muses,
"Why the sudden mention of Glen?" Wayne retorts, "It's
Susan's way of letting me know he's still number one." He
then demands, "Did you mention anything about the boating
trip tomorrow?" He reminds her of what Susan said: "The
bit about falling into the water." Alison replies, "Only
in conversation. I didn't mention anything about you deliberately
capsizing the boat." Wayne growls, "You shouldn't have
said anything." Alison retorts, "I'm sorry.
She brought it up." Wayne mutters suspiciously,
"You're getting very buddy-buddy with Susan lately, aren't
you?" Alison shrugs, "So?" Wayne retorts, "Maybe
I can't trust you anymore?" Alison sighs, "Of
course you can." Wayne points out, "You've
hardly got the best track record in town." Alison, however,
assures him, "We made a deal. I'm not going to go back on
it. You tell me what I'm supposed to do tomorrow and I'll do it.
Anything you want." Wayne, standing up, retorts, "I
don't want you to do a damn thing. The deal's off."
Alison shrugs, "If that's what you want." Wayne growls,
"It is as far as Susan goes - but don't think you're getting
out of it that easily: you still owe me." Alison
sighs, "I can't be bothered. I'm going to bed." Wayne
persists, "I meant what I said." Alison just mutters,
"I'm sure you did. Goodnight." With that, she heads
off to her room, leaving Wayne looking angry.
The next morning, Alison is standing outside the house, calling,
"Wayne... Susan..." There's no response. She suddenly
spots Wayne in the distance, walking at a fast pace towards the
house, and she runs towards him, calling, "Wayne... what's
the matter? Where's Susan?" Wayne replies, "Out walking."
Alison asks, "Is she alright?" Wayne retorts, "Of
course she's alright. Why shouldn't she be?" He
then announces, "I have to get back to the city - I've had
some bad news about Charlie." He walks past Alison, who looks
suddenly worried. She demands, "What bad news?"
Wayne doesn't answer her, though. Alison runs after him, back
to the house.
A few minutes later, inside, Wayne is stuffing clothes in a bag.
Alison joins him and asks, "What happened?" Wayne tells
her, "She's had an accident." Alison asks, "How
did you find out?" Wayne replies, "There's a public
'phone about a mile down the track. I thought I'd ring her; see
how dad was." He adds, "Look, get changed and then we
can go. I'll pack Susan's things and then we can pick her up on
the way out." Alison nods, "Right." She heads off
to her bedroom. Wayne immediately walks over to her door and turns
the lock. He calls through the door, "Goodbye, Alison!"
Alison starts banging on the door and snapping, "Wayne? What
are you doing?" Wayne tells her gleefully, "This way,
I know where you are." Alison snaps, "What on earth
are you talking about?" Wayne retorts, "I told you last
night I didn't trust you. Now I've got nothing to worry about.
I can take Susan boating without you blowing the whistle on me."
Alison demands, "What about Charlie?" Wayne grins, "That
was a lie. Sorry." He then adds, "Anyway, I have to
rush - Susan's waiting." He walks off, leaving Alison hammering
on the door and yelling, "Wayne... let me out."
A few minutes later, Wayne is running through the bush. He stops
by a tree and looks at a 'No Trespassing' sign in front of him.
He ignores it and climbs through the wires that make up the fence
it's pinned to.
Susan is lying in a canoe, which is moored to a log at the edge
of a large river. Her eyes are closed and she's soaking up the
sun. A sudden gust of wind causes the mooring to come undone and
the canoe begins to drift off across the water. The oars are left
on the bank...
As Wayne crosses the field, a bull in front of him starts making
an ominous mooing noise. It turns to face him. Wayne stops in
his tracks and says nervously, "Morning, big boy." The
bull moos again and starts trotting towards Wayne. Wayne growls
warily, "You stay away from me, you stupid animal."
The bull ignores him, though. Wayne suddenly turns and starts
running. The bull begins to pick up speed and starts charging
across the field towards him. Wayne runs over to a tree and climbs
up it. The bull makes its way over to him and then starts trotting
around on the ground beneath him. Wayne throws some leaves at
it and yells, "Go on. Get out of here. Go and find yourself
a lady cow to amuse." The bull doesn't move, though. Wayne
eventually starts yelling reluctantly, "Help... help..."