In the kitchen at Beryl's, David demands, "What do you mean
he's boarding here?" Beryl retorts, "Just that: the
man's lost most of his money, he can't afford a hotel, so I offered
to take him in. Is there something wrong with that?"
David sighs heavily and sits down at the table. He then mutters,
"It wouldn't have happened if you'd stayed at the farm. Why
don't you come back?" Beryl replies, "No." David
asks incredulously, "Why?" Beryl explains tersely,
"It's that stupid nitroglycerine you're carting all over
the country. David, you don't know what I went through
when that truck overturned and blew-up outside Sydney; I thought
you'd been killed. I'm sorry, but I can't take
that - I think it's best if I stay here and lead my own
life." David mutters, "If that's the way you want it."
He then adds, "I still don't like the idea of Doug
living here. What are the neighbours going to think?" Beryl
snaps, "I don't give two hoots what the neighbours
think." David growls, "I still don't like it."
Beryl tells him, "You give up hauling nitroglycerine and
I'll ask him to leave." David gasps, "What?" Beryl
points out, "You want me to give up something you
don't approve of; alright, I will - if you do the same thing."
David, though, retorts, "OK, it's dangerous, but it's my
life we're talking about." Beryl murmurs, "Exactly.
You and I aren't responsible for each other any more, David. I
can't tell you what to do and you can't tell me."
David growls, "There's no getting through to you,
is there, Beryl?" Doug suddenly walks into the kitchen
and says, "I'll be leaving you all alone for a while tonight,
Beryl. Thought I'd drop over and see Caroline." David tells
him curtly, "She's been out looking for you. Even
went to the hotel." Doug grins, "It's good to know she's
still thinking about me." David adds, "She came home
with the impression that you went off with a floozy..." Doug
bursts out laughing! Beryl tuts, "Huh!"
Sometime later, Doug is standing in the kitchen at the country
house with Craig and Debbie. Craig asks, "What did Beryl
say?" Doug laughs, "Not a lot - she wasn't
too impressed, either!" Caroline suddenly walks in from the
hallway and stops in her tracks as she sees Doug standing there.
He tells her, "I heard you were looking for me." Caroline
just retorts, "Did you?" David nods, "David said
you went down to the hotel." Caroline mutters, "To ask
for a reference; nothing else." Doug muses, "I'm sorry
it was business and not personal." Caroline retorts, "Well
it was." Craig and Debbie look at each other. Debbie
then tells Doug, "That's not true: she was going to give
you back the jewellery and the fur you gave her - to show that
she was willing to stand by you." Doug asks Caroline in surprise,
"Is that right?" Caroline looks down at the floor and
mutters, "We all make mistakes." Doug turns her to face
him and explains, "That 'floozy' I left the hotel with was
Beryl Palmer. I had nowhere to go; she's taken me in as a boarder."
He adds, "You know something else? You've made me very happy
- it's nice to know you care." Caroline, looking suddenly
guilty, murmurs, "I feel like a prize idiot." Doug insists,
"Don't. There's no need to, OK? And you can forget about
giving everything back. I learnt long ago not to come between
a lady and her mink!" Caroline nods, "Alright."
Doug goes on, "Now that we've got that sorted out, how about
a kiss?" Caroline, however, glances over to Craig and Debbie
and smiles, "Not in front of the children!"
Janice is standing in May's room at the mansion, telling her,
"I'm just about to leave." May comments, "I didn't
think you were going quite so soon." Janice asks, "You
haven't seen the teddy bear Fiona gave me, have you?" May
replies, "No, dear. I'm sorry." Janice gives her a hug
and tells her, "I've really enjoyed knowing you." May
replies, "I've enjoyed knowing you." Janice
then announces, "I'd better go and get my luggage,"
and she heads out.
A few moments later, May heads through the gap in the wall where
the bookcase is and walks into Fiona's room. Fiona, looking surprised,
mutters, "I do wish you would knock or call or something
when you come through that stupid thing." Ignoring this,
May tells her, "Janice is about to leave." Fiona just
shrugs, "Oh." She adds, "Look, I've just made a
fresh pot of tea." May, though, retorts, "You're as
upset about the girl leaving as I am; the trouble is
you're too stubborn to admit it." Fiona asks lightly, "Is
that so?" May suggests, "Why don't you bend a little
and forgive her? After all, she's apologised for what happened."
Fiona, though, asks curtly, "How long will it be before the
same thing happens again? - and it will, because we both know
what Janice is like." May protests, "She thought she
was doing the right thing. She wasn't acting out of spite."
Fiona growls, "No. More like stupidity." May sits down
and continues, "She's going to miss you. She came to my room
looking for the present you gave her - the teddy bear" Fiona
asks dismissively, "Why would she want that?"
May replies, "Because you gave it to her. You were
the only person who ever gave her a toy of any description. Obviously
it means a great deal to her. And the fact that she doesn't want
to leave without it says quite a lot, don't you think?" Fiona
just sits there, staring into space.
A short time later, Janice descends the stairs in the corridor.
Fiona suddenly emerges from her room and, a sad smile on her face,
asks, "Haven't you forgotten something?" She holds out
the teddy bear and Janice smiles warmly, "Thankyou. I was
looking for her everywhere, but I couldn't find her." Fiona
explains, "You left her in my flat." There's silence
before both women start speaking at the same time, Janice saying,
"I'm really sorry," and Fiona saying, "You don't
have to go, you know." They stare at each other. Janice eventually
asks softly, "Don't I?" Fiona tells her, "We all
of us make mistakes - I know I do. The latest one is
I've been a bit too hard on you lately. I'm sorry. Let's
just forget the whole thing happened, huh?" Janice smiles,
"I love you, Aunt Fiona." Fiona smiles back warmly,
"I love you, too, Janice."
Some time later, Janice climbs down the stairs to find Alison
about to head into Fiona's room. She demands, "What are you
doing here? No one likes you, Alison, so just leave." Alison
retorts, "You leave." She then knocks on Fiona's
door. Fiona calls, "Come in." She's sitting at the desk
in her room, adding up some figures. Alison tells her, "I'm
after Bjorn's address and telephone number in Melbourne."
Fiona tells her, "Just a minute..." She carries on with
her adding-up. Alison, though, suddenly grabs the calculator from
her and snaps, "Now, if you don't mind." Fiona
glares at her and retorts, "Bjorn didn't leave any address
or any telephone number." Alison insists, "You must
have some idea where he's staying." Fiona tells
her, "No I don't. Now, will you please leave? I've got far
more important things to do than put up with your rudeness."
Alison comments sourly, "What? Rigging the books so Wayne
thinks you're running the boarding house at a profit?" Fiona
retorts, "I don't have to rig the books to make
a profit." Alison taunts, "You'll have to do something.
You'll be setting up shop on the nearest park bench, otherwise."
May suddenly walks in through the bookcase and demands of Fiona,
"What's she talking about?" Fiona warns, "Don't
listen to her, May - she's talking through her hat." Alison,
though, says snidely, "Oh, Fiona, you know that's
not true." She then turns to May and explains, "Unless
the boarding house is making a profit within two weeks, Wayne
plans to renovate it and let to people who can afford it."
May gasps, "Where are we supposed to go?" Fiona
says quickly, "May, it won't happen." Alison retorts,
"You hope it won't. I think it will."
She then muses, "I wonder what it's like living
on the streets...?" She smiles nastily, says, "Bye,"
and walks out. May stares at Fiona in concern.
Doug and Caroline walk from the hallway into the kitchen at the
country house, Caroline saying as they do so, "I'm not sure
I like being used as decoration." Doug explains,
"The guy we're meeting likes attractive women. You'll
be helping convince him he should do business with me." Caroline
asks, "Do you have enough money for the restaurant?"
Doug nods, "All taken care of. You won't be washing dishes!"
As they go to walk out, he adds, "You look stunning, by the
Outside, Debbie is trying to hammer some nails into a piece of
wood, but they keep bending! Craig takes the hammer from her and
knocks them straight in! When he's done, Debbie says, "Thanks
for giving me a hand on your day off. I was really starting to
get behind." A man in his twenties suddenly walks over to
them and says, "Hello. I'm looking for Dave Palmer."
Craig replies, "He's not here at the moment." The man
tells him, "The name's Ian Cox. Met Dave when I was hitchhiking
down from Sydney. He said he might have a job for me in his market
garden." Craig shrugs, "Not as far as we know."
Debbie, looking suddenly upset, cries, "Unless he plans to
get rid of me..." Ian tells her, "I wouldn't
know anything about that." He then looks across the grounds
and adds, "Is that Dave's truck over there?" Craig and
Debbie ignore this, though, Debbie instead crying, "You think
he would have said something if he wasn't happy with
David is sitting with Beryl at her kitchen table, smiling that
her biscuits are really good. Beryl tells him, "Actually,
I have to get some more ingredients - that's if I have enough
money left after lending some to... Doug." She breaks off,
uncertainly. David, looking annoyed, mutters, "It's bad enough
that he's living here without him starting to sponge
money off you." Beryl insists, "It was only
a few dollars." David growls, "Yeah, and it'll be a
few more dollars and a few more dollars..."
Beryl retorts, "He knows I haven't got much. He
knows he can't waste it." David tells her, "You're
off your rocker." Beryl mutters, "Thankyou very much."
She then goes on, "I happen to think I'm a reasonable judge
of character and I think I can trust Doug. The man is
down on his luck, David; it's not like you to kick someone when
they're struggling." There's silence before David asks, "Do
you still want to go to the shop?" Beryl nods, "Yes,
I have to get Robert some new shoes." David mutters, "It's
a wonder you've got the money." Beryl glares at
him and growls, "I put it aside." David offers, "I'll
give you a lift if you like."
Sometime later, Doug and Caroline are climbing out of Doug's
car, which is parked outside a classy-looking restaurant. David
and Beryl are standing on the opposite footpath and David tells
his ex-wife, "Take a gander across the road. You don't eat
in there and come out with much change. I thought he
was down to his last dollar." A frown crosses Beryl's face
as David adds, "You still reckon it's worth putting a roof
over his head?"
David and Beryl arrive back at Beryl's and David puts several
shopping bags down on the kitchen table. Beryl thanks him. She
adds that, if he likes, they could take Robert to the park tomorrow.
David, though, tells her, "I've got a trip tomorrow."
Beryl gasps, "You've just come back from one. David,
you shouldn't--" She breaks off and says, "I'm sorry."
David asks her, "You going to take my advice and toss moneybags
out on his ear?" Beryl just retorts, "I don't know what
I'll do yet." David goes on, "I think I should stay
here and wait 'til he gets back, then have it out with him."
Beryl, though, snaps, "You'll do no such thing - he could
be hours. Besides, if you are going on a trip,
you'll need all the rest you can get." David warns her, "You
can't let him get away with it." Beryl retorts, "I won't,
but it is my problem and I will handle it."
Ian Cox is sitting at the kitchen table at the country house
as Debbie and Craig stand around looking uncomfortable. They suddenly
hear a car pull up outside and Craig heads out to speak to David.
When he's gone, Ian comments to Debbie, "Craig seems
a decent sort of bloke." Debbie nods, "He is."
Ian goes on, "You like him, don't you?!" Craig is sitting
just outside the back door, and as David walks round and goes
to head inside, he demands, "What's the idea of giving Debbie
the sack?" David looks at him blankly and replies, "You've
lost me." Craig growls, "Some bloke called
Ian Cox turned up; said that you offered him a job in the market
garden." Realisation dawns on David's face and he mutters,
"Oh hell." He then heads inside. Ian stands up and David
shakes his hand as he tells him, "Good to see you again."
He then turns to Debbie and adds, "Looks like I owe you an
apology, Deb - Craig tells me you're a bit upset." Debbie
nods, "I would like to know what's going on."
David assures her, "You're not out of a job, so you can stop
worrying about that. Beryl gave me some good reports, so I reckon
your trial period's over: you're on permanent." Debbie beams
in delight, "Thanks!" David tells her, "You deserve
it - just that it's a bit too much work for one person, so you're
going to need some help. That's where Ian comes into
it." Ian grins, "I must admit I was starting
to wonder what I was doing here!" David explains, "I
was going to advertise for a bloke when I got back, but Ian mentioned
that he'd be interested, so I thought I'd give him a shot."
With that, he suggests to Ian that they go to the lounge and have
a talk. The two of them leave the room. Craig and Debbie sit down
at the table and Craig comments, "All that worry about nothing!"
Debbie, still looking concerned, murmurs, "Yeah..."
Craig asks, "What's the matter?" Debbie tells him, "I
don't know. There's something about that Ian I don't like. Nothing
specific... just this feeling." Craig smiles, "I'm glad
about that. I couldn't stand competition!"
It's night time, and Janice walks into Fiona's room at the mansion
and tells her, "I'm back." She then holds out a bottle
of champagne, causing Fiona to smile in surprise, "Oh, wow!"
She then asks, "You walked into a bottle shop and
bought a bottle of champagne with your attitude to people
who drink?!" Janice suggests, "Maybe I should only disapprove
of people who drink to excess?" She adds, "Anyway, I
just wanted to give you something, that's all." Fiona smiles,
"Thankyou. It's very thoughtful of you. We'll have it with
dinner - a little something extra to cheer May along." Janice
muses, "Yeah, she's very depressed, isn't she?" Fiona
explains, "May comes from a very poor family, and like a
lot of people in a similar situation she's never quite
got over the fear of ending up poor again. While she had her savings
she was fine - she had her own little bit of security - but now
they've gone, and with the threat of having to find somewhere
else to live and leaving all her old friends behind..." Janice
murmurs, "I didn't realise. It must be awful for her."
May is sitting in her room, staring into space. There's suddenly
a knock on the door and Janice and Fiona walk in, Janice smiling,
"May, dinner's ready." May, though, just turns and glares
at Fiona and asks, "Why didn't you tell me?" Fiona asks,
"Tell you about what?" May retorts, "About Wayne's
threat." Fiona explains, "I didn't want you worrying.
Anyway, you'd be rushing around switching off lights, turning
off everybody's hot water... anything to save money." May
asks, "Isn't that what we should be doing?"
Fiona tells her, "There are other ways to cut costs,
May." May mutters, "You didn't tell me because you wanted
to put off the bad news for as long as possible." Fiona,
however, assures her, "There isn't going to be any
bad news. Wayne has never got the better of me before and he's
certainly not going to get the better of me this time."
May just murmurs, "I won't come for dinner, if you don't
mind. I'm rather tired, so I'll just have some tea and toast and
make an early night of it." Fiona, however, tells her tersely,
"May Walters, I have gone to the trouble to prepare a three-course
dinner and I'm not having you pull out at the last minute."
May, though, tears welling in her eyes, says quietly, "Sorry,
Fiona, but I just don't feel up to it. And I'm too tired to argue.
Now please, if you don't mind I'd rather be on my own." Fiona
accepts this and tells her gently, "Alright, if that's the
way you feel. Goodnight, then, dear." May replies, "Goodbye."
She quickly corrects, "Goodnight." Janice looks at Fiona
in concern and the two of them leave the room. When they've gone,
May bursts into tears.
Doug is leaning against the lounge room doors at Beryl's, a smirk
on his face, as Beryl rants, "Imagine how I felt I front
of David. A couple of hours earlier I was defending you,
saying you were down on your luck; that's why I lent you the money.
The next thing, you're lauding it at some fancy restaurant."
Doug explains, "I was using your money to impress a businessman."
Beryl snaps, "So now he thinks you're a generous host. Wonderful.
How does that get you back on your feet?" Doug smiles,
"The man likes me. We're about to sign contracts
that are going to get me off and running again." He adds,
"You didn't come out of it too badly, either."
Beryl demands, "What are you talking about?" Doug explains,
"I gave your alphabet biccies a plug. He thinks they're a
great idea - so much so that he wants to place a big
order for his chain of shops." Taking a sheet of paper out
of his jacket pocket, he adds, "All you have to do is sign
the contract." He hands it to her and tells her, "You've
got to have faith, Beryl. I told you you wouldn't regret
loaning me the money and I was right, wasn't I?"
The next morning, Fiona heads into May's room at the mansion,
holding a tray of breakfast things and saying loudly, "Wakey
wakey! Room service! Rise and shine!" She suddenly becomes
aware that the room is empty. Janice runs into the room with a
small flower arrangement, but Fiona, looking worried, tells her,
"May's not here."
Alison - wearing her dressing gown - opens the front door at
Charlie's to find May standing on the step, dressed up in her
finery. May says, "Good morning, Alison. I wonder if we might
have a chat." Alison, looking taken aback, starts to protest,
"Look, May--" May interrupts her, though, and insists,
"I won't take up much of your time." Alison sighs heavily
and closes the door. She heads into the lounge room and asks May,
who follows her, what she wanted to chat about. May explains,
"It's about the boarding house." Alison, sitting down
amongst the morning newspapers, mutters, "I thought
as much." May tells her, "I thought you might talk Wayne
out of renovating and throwing out all his old tenants."
Alison asks dismissively, "Why would I want to do that?
The boarding house is of no interest to me." May
points out, "You and Wayne work for the same company."
Alison retorts, "Which has nothing to do with the boarding
house. That's Wayne's baby. I couldn't care less
what he does with it." May mutters, "I thought you might
help out of a sense of decency... the business with the
young sailor: having an affair with a married man... a lot of
people thought it wasn't very ladylike of you. They'd hold you
in a great deal more respect if you made up for it." Alison
mutters, "By talking Wayne out of renovating?" May points
out, "It couldn't do you any harm." Alison stares at
her and then says bluntly, "No. Now, if that's all you came
to talk about, why don't you leave?" May, looking upset,
murmurs, "It's not much I'm asking. We're talking
about people. Where are they supposed to go if Wayne
throws them out? They have nowhere." Alison retorts,
"That's not my problem." May, tears welling in her eyes
again, murmurs, "No, it's our problem. No one cares
about the tenants. We can't afford huge rents out of our pensions.
Have you ever tried to live on what they hand out every week?
You pay your bills... you buy some food... There's never anything
left over and now Wayne wants to throw us out." With that,
she turns and storms out, leaving Alison looking concerned.
In the kitchen at the country house, David is talking on the
'phone, saying, "I'll give you a call when I get back. Bye."
He hangs up and tells Caroline - who's sitting at the table -
"No doubt about that boyfriend of yours - Doug: he's charging
Beryl commission for lining up customers for her biscuits and
using it to pay back the loans you gave him." Caroline asks,
"What's wrong with that?" David retorts, "Now Beryl
owes him money." He goes on bitterly, "Blokes
like that always finish up on top all the time." Changing
the subject, Caroline suggests that she'd better have a shower
if she's going job-hunting. David asks her to give Craig a call
when she goes past his room. Caroline heads off. Debbie comes
in from outside and tells David that they've almost run out of
fertiliser. David asks, "How many bags you got?" Debbie
replies, "About 2½." Ian comes in as David suggests
that he'd better go and get some. Ian asks, "Going to take
the truck?" David, though, replies, "It's full of nitro,
mate. Don't drive that stuff around more than I have to."
He picks some keys off a hook on the wall, but Debbie tells him,
"I think you've got the wrong keys - those are for the truck."
David laughs, "A man's going senile!" He picks up another
set of keys and then heads out. Debbie turns away and doesn't
notice as Ian lifts the truck keys off the hook...
A short time later, outside, Debbie watches as David drives off
in his ute. Ian walks up behind her and then walks past her. She
calls to him, "Ian - the market garden's this way."
She indicates the opposite direction. Ian just calls back, "Yeah,
I know." Looking suddenly concerned as Ian approaches David's
truck, she calls, "Ian, what are you doing?" Ian retorts,
"Just going to take a little ride, aren't I?" Debbie
gasps, "You can't do that." Ian mutters, "Just
watch me." He unlocks the cab and opens the door as Debbie
protests, "It's David's truck." Ian replies
sarcastically, "Bright little number, aren't you?" He
then grabs her and starts bundling her into the cab, telling her
nastily, "You can come too - I can't leave you around to
call the cops." Debbie, who's struggling to get away, starts
crying, "Ian, leave me alone. Ian..."
Inside, Craig walks into the kitchen, looking bleary-eyed. He
hears the truck engine running outside and he opens the back door
in surprise. He heads outside, but as he approaches the truck,
it pulls away. He murmurs, "Hey, what's going on?" He
starts running towards it, but it's too late. Looking fearful,
he yells, "Debbieeeeeeeeee.........."