Bjorn is sitting in Fiona's room at the mansion. Fiona is laughing
at him because he's tired out after one day's sightseeing. Bjorn
explains "My niece has energy to burn and she wanted to see
everything!" The 'phone suddenly rings and Fiona
goes to answer it. Alison comes on and says she was wondering
if Bjorn was in. Fiona replies, "He's right here." She
hands the 'phone over and Bjorn tells Alison that he was just
about to call her. He goes on, "When I was out today I found
the perfect place for us to have dinner." Alison, though,
asks, "Can't we stay in tonight? I wanted to have you all
to myself..." Bjorn smiles, "I am on my way." He
listens before adding, "Sure. Bye." He then hangs up
and tells Fiona that he'll see her tomorrow sometime.
A while later, Alison has dressed-up and, as a knock sounds on
the front door, she goes and sits seductively on the couch in
Charlie's lounge room. She calls, "Come in." Bjorn does
so and Alison teases, "You're bad for me. I couldn't keep
my mind on my job today." Bjorn wanders over to her and smiles,
"If you will insist on putting your work before me..."
Alison suggests, "I'm sure you found a way to amuse yourself..."
Bjorn, putting his arms round her, replies, "As a matter
of fact I did, but you know I'd rather be with you."
Alison pulls his hands away and snaps, "Would you?"
She glares at him, but then smiles calmly, "Sorry. It's been
one hell of a day. My nerves are still jangly." Bjorn asks,
"Wayne being difficult again?" Alison, though, tells
him, "For once, he isn't the problem." Bjorn
tells her that he'll fix her a drink. Alison, though, replies
quickly, "Alcohol won't help when I'm so hyper." Bjorn
smiles flirtatiously, "I do have another suggestion..."
He nuzzles her neck. Alison, though, tells him, "Humour me
first. I feel like doing something mad to unwind." Bjorn
asks, "Like what?" Alison suggests with a smile on her
face, "Why don't we go for a skinny dip?" Bjorn protests,
"But it's freezing out there." Alison, starting
to undo his shirt buttons, assures him, "The pool's heated
out there." She adds, "Come on - it'll be fun."
Bjorn asks, "It will make you happy?" Alison smiles,
"It will - very..."
A short time later, a naked Alison and Bjorn head outside and
Alison immediately shivers, "It's going to be cold."
Bjorn smiles, "You'd better race me to the pool if you don't
want goosebumps." Alison, though, retorts, "Don't worry
about me - I'm going to be nice and warm in here."
With that, she head back inside and shuts the door behind her.
Left outside, Bjorn cries, "Stop playing around." Alison,
though, calls back curtly, "If you can do it, why
can't I? I know how you amused yourself today. I even
know the name of the motel, so there's no point denying it."
Bjorn protests, "You saw me with Elke." Alison
snaps, "Elke? Getting a bit homesick for Sweden,
were we?" Bjorn cries, "Stop making a fool of yourself
and let me in." He starts pulling on the door handle. Alison,
though, snaps, "You're the one who's going to be
making a fool of yourself when you have to walk home." Bjorn
cries, "Don't be so childish, Alison. Let me in." Inside,
Alison turns on some music really loudly. Bjorn yells, "Elke
is my niece." It's no good, though. After a few
seconds, Bjorn makes his way carefully round to the front of the
house, where he pulls some leaves off a bush and holds them in
front of himself to protect his modesty. He makes his way to his
car, but finds it locked. He goes and removes a piece of wire
which is wrapped around Charlie's post box and uses it to start
trying to pick the lock.
In the house, Alison turns the music off, looking gleeful. She
suddenly hears a car alarm going off outside and her grin broadens.
She picks up the car keys triumphantly.
Outside, Bjorn moves quickly away from the car and round the
side of the house, where he finds a small bag sitting on the wall
by the pool. He takes out what looks like a duster and holds it
in front of himself, but it isn't very big and he discards it
in disgust. He then spots something else in the bag and he turns
and starts creeping away, looking pleased with himself.
Andy is standing in the hallway at Dural, looking at some leaflets
that have arrived with the post. One is titled 'Seabreeze Towers'.
Gordon comes in through the front door and he asks Andy if Wayne
is home. Andy, though, replies, "No - he drove down the shops
looking for you." Gordon mutters, "He still
doesn't trust me out by myself, does he?" Andy points out,
"You have just been through a very big operation."
Gordon snaps, "And nobody will let me forget it." He
then calms down and apologises. Andy heads off.
A short time later, Gordon is sitting out by the pool. He starts
looking through the pile of post, including the leaflet Andy had
been holding about Seabreeze Towers. He suddenly becomes aware
of a a figure nearby. It's Bjorn, who's wearing a woman's pink
frilly dressing gown! Gordon stares at him. Bjorn says quickly,
"I know how I must look, but I can explain. I don't dress
up in women's clothes by choice, but I was over at Charlie's--"
Gordon interrupts and says, "You're a friend of Charlie Bartlett's...
and you're doing that as a dare?" Bjorn replies,
"More a test of my ingenuity. I went skinny dipping and the
door slammed on me. Lucky me, Charlie left her beach bag by the
pool. You've no idea how pleased I was to find it, but I'd rather
not have to wear it all the way home, so...?" Gordon takes
the hint and smiles, "I'm sure that we can find you something
more suitable!" He then introduces himself. Bjorn does likewise
and Gordon recalls, "Friend of Fiona's." Bjorn nods,
"From the cruise." Gordon comments, "She's talked
about you a lot. You must lead a very exciting life." Bjorn
murmurs, "A little too exciting at times..."
It's evening time and Andy heads into the mansion. He meets May
in the corridor and asks how it's going. May replies wearily,
"As well as can be expected, I suppose. How was your
work today?" Andy smiles, "Great. I've really landed
on my feet; finally made it to the big time." May mutters,
"Enjoy it while it lasts." With that, she walks off.
The front door suddenly opens and Elke walks in. Andy looks at
her and says quickly, "Hi. You looking for the manager?"
Elke replies, "No." Andy then remarks, "You're
Bjorn's niece. I thought you were flying out today." Elke
explains, "My 'plane has been delayed until tomorrow, so
I guess my uncle is stuck with me for a night." Andy stands
there, looking horrified.
A few moments later, Andy tells Elke, "That's bad luck.
You should have 'phoned Bjorn from the airport - you just missed
him." Elke suggests, "Perhaps I could wait?" Andy,
though, tells her, "You'll be waiting for ages -
he's gone out for dinner, then a show, then onto a party..."
Elke sighs, "That sounds like him. Oh well - I guess an early
night won't hurt." Andy, however, says quickly, "That
sounds a bit boring." Elke tells him, "I have no money."
Andy smiles, "Luckily, I do, and I'm in the mood
for raging - so why don't I show you Sydney by night, huh?"
With that, he puts his arm round her and guides her to the front
door, looking relieved.
Alison opens the front door at Charlie's to find Bjorn standing
there, wearing clothes that are too large for him. She snaps,
"Found yourself a friend, did you? Pity her husband's the
wrong size." Bjorn explains, "Gordon Hamilton helped
me out." He heads inside and into the lounge room. Alison
follows him and growls, "Had enough time to think up a good
lie?" Bjorn retorts angrily, "The girl I was with is
my niece, Elke. I took her out sightseeing - so next time you
set your spies on someone, make sure they get their facts right."
Alison snaps, "I didn't have you followed; the motel you
chose happens to be one of the buildings Wayne's going to buy.
You turned up as Andy was photographing it." Bjorn yells,
"And you found me guilty without giving me a chance to explain?"
Alison goes and picks up the photo and demands, "Doesn't
this look incriminating to you? Sexy blonde... seedy motel. You
even had the nerve to take her there in the car I was
paying for." Bjorn snaps, "That is my niece
- and you would have met her if she had been stopping over for
more than a day." Alison retorts sarcastically, "Oh,
she's gone, has she? Oh dear, how unfortunate. What a pity she
can't confirm your story." Bjorn snaps, "If my word
is not good enough for you--" Alison interrupts and yells,
"Your word's a joke." Bjorn insists, "Elke
is my niece and I can prove it." Alison retorts, "If
she's your niece, I'm Queen Victoria." Bjorn snaps, "Then
I am abdicating." With that, he picks up his clothes and
adds angrily, "Being the royal consort is a pain in the neck."
Alison glares at him and, grabbing his clothes back, snaps, "You're
not walking out on me - I'm the one who kicked you
out, remember?" She goes to the front door and flings it
open as Bjorn retorts, "How could I forget?" Alison
snarls, "Next time you get caught out, think up a more convincing
lie - the one about the niece has whiskers on it."
With that, she throws his clothes outside. Bjorn looks at her
and then heads out after them. Alison slams the door shut and
then heads back into the lounge room. She looks upset.
Out on the town, Andy is holding Elke's hand as they walk into
a swish-looking building. Elke protests, "I cannot afford
this. Let's go back to the motel where I stayed last night."
Andy, though, tells her, "It's too far to drive." Elke
reminds him, "You were the one who wanted to watch
the sun come up over the ocean..." Andy suggests, "Then
it's only fair that I foot the bill, eh?" Elke tells him,
"You've spent far too much on me already." Andy smiles,
"You're worth it." Elke says warily, "One-night
stands are not my style, Andy." Andy, though, assures her,
"That wasn't exactly what I had in mind." He then continues,
"I've done a lot of travelling myself and I know what it
feels like to be in a strange country and not know anyone. A lot
of people went out of their way to help me - and it's my turn
now." They approach the reception desk and the man sitting
behind it asks, "You two going or staying?" Andy tells
him, "The lady's staying." The man asks, "How long?"
Andy replies, "One night. What will that be?" The man
tells him, "$79." Looking suddenly shocked, Andy hands
over all the money he has in his pocket. Elke suggests that she'd
better put in a wake-up call or she'll miss her 'plane. Andy,
though, tells her, "No need. I'll get you to the
airport." Elke asks, "Will you be able to get the time
off work?" Andy smiles, "Uh huh - I have a very understanding
boss." With that, he leads her off to her room.
The next morning, Gordon is standing in the hallway at Dural,
practising his golf swing with a walking stick. The front door
suddenly opens and Andy walks in. Gordon comments, "You were
on the job early." Andy shrugs, "Busy day and everything."
He then asks if Wayne is in. Gordon explains that he had to go
to the doctor to get something to clear his head. Andy murmurs,
"I know how he feels." Gordon asks, "Late
night?" Andy tells him, "It was business - taking care
of a VIP for Wayne. That's what I wanted to talk to him about."
Gordon asks what the problem is. Andy stutters, "Um, th...
th... there's no real problem; it's just that last night sort
of like sent me broke and I've got to run this guy out to the
airport very soon." Gordon tells him, "I'll get some
cash out of the safe." Andy thanks him. Gordon adds, "Word
of advice: don't let Wayne work you too hard - you'll burn yourself
out." Andy smiles, "Me? Never! I'm fireproof..."
Beryl is sitting in a roadside service station with another woman.
She asks the woman to excuse her, and she heads up to the counter
where she says tersely to the man standing behind it, "I
ordered a sandwich twenty minutes ago." The man
retorts, "I've only got one pair of hands, lady." Beryl
snaps, "My bus is due to leave any minute." The man
snaps back, "I've still only got one pair of hands."
Beryl growls, "This has been the worst trip of my life. First
I had to go up to Mount Macedon to put my little boy with my parents;
then I rush back to Melbourne only to find the bus wasn't leaving
for another two hours." The man retorts, "Don't blame
me." Beryl goes on angrily, "Then the bus broke
down and we had to sit for hours waiting for it to be fixed. Now
you're determined to make me starve for the rest of the
trip." The man just indicates the sandwich he's making and
asks, "Do you want this toasted?" Beryl, though, snaps,
"I don't have another three hours." With that, she slams
a coin down on the counter and walks off.
A short time later, Beryl is in the ladies' toilets, rinsing
her hands and wiping her neck with a tissue. She suddenly hears
a vehicle horn outside and, looking horrified, she dashes over
to the toilet door and goes to open it. Unfortunately, the lock
comes off in her hand. She starts banging on the door, yelling,
"Wait for me - I'm locked in. Let me out. That's my bus.
Somebody - please."
A short time later, the man from behind the counter heads outside
to the toilets and snaps at the still riled Beryl, "What
are you trying to do: knock the door down?" Beryl yells through
the door, "The handle's broken and I've missed my bus."
Realising who's stuck, the man groans, "Oh gawd, not you
again." Beryl snaps, "Could you unlock the door and
let me out of here?" The man taunts, "Say 'please'..."
Beryl mutters, "Would you please get me out of here?"
The man tells her, "I'll have a look around for a screwdriver."
He takes a screwdriver out of his pocket! Beryl pleads, "Do
you mind hurrying? I've got to catch up with that bus." The
man sighs, "Keep your knickers on." With that, he starts
work on the lock.
Inside the service station, a young man walks in and, finding
the place deserted, starts lifting some sweets off the shelf and
stuffing them into his pocket. The proprietor suddenly walks in,
followed by Beryl, and he says to the young man curtly, "You
were going to pay for that, weren't you, sport?"
The man retorts, "Sure." Beryl mutters to the thief,
"If I were you, I'd avoid this place like the plague:
the service is non-existent and the tea is lousy." The owner
warns, "Any more of your lip and you don't use my 'phone,
understand?" Beryl goes to the 'phone while the owner serves
the thief. The thief pays for his goods. The owner turns away.
The thief suddenly spots Beryl's handbag on a table by the 'phone.
As he walks out, he picks it up surreptitiously and hides it under
his jacket. On the 'phone, Beryl asks for a taxi to be sent to
Les Connor's service station. She adds that it's urgent. She then
hangs up and sighs heavily.
David is standing in the hallway at the mansion, and Fiona is
smiling at him, "Hello, darling! Oh, you're a sight for sore
eyes!" David asks if he can crash for a while. Fiona smiles,
"You can stay as long as you like!" David sighs, "I
can sleep for a week - but I've got to get over to Rawleigh
this arvo and pick up a load!" Fiona tells him to go and
have a wash. He heads off. May joins Fiona and Fiona asks her
if she's off to give Ben his elocution lesson. May mutters, "Yes."
Fiona tells her, "Cheer up - you mightn't have to work for
very much longer: the money will start rolling in when we hire
all the junk up in the recreation room. All we're waiting for
is that letter from Wayne to say we can keep the proceeds."
May, though, snaps, "What's the point of money if people
don't treat you with respect?" Fiona, looking taken-aback,
asks who's been upsetting her. May retorts, "Ben's parents:
they're insufferably condescending. They treat me like some old
dear who's never amounted to anything. When I think of the things
I've done... the celebrities I've had at my feet..." Fiona
smiles, "You'll be right." May just mutters, "It
makes my blood boil." She storms off.
At the service station, Beryl approaches Les Connor - who's fixing
the lock on the ladies' toilet - and tells him, "My taxi's
here." Connor mutters, "Good. Go and annoy someone else."
Beryl tells him meekly, "I can't go anywhere unless you give
me loan. My handbag's been stolen - it was probably that guy that
was here before." Connor laughs in disbelief, "You're
asking me for a loan?" He starts heading back into
the service station as Beryl protests, "I'll write an IOU
and you'll get the money back when I get to Sydney." She
adds, "I am trustworthy - I can give you a number
of names of people who'll vouch for me." Connor, though,
retorts, "Nobody takes me down, lady." Beryl
sighs, "I'm not trying to take you down, but the
taxi's there and it's got to be paid. There's $20 on the meter
and it's still ticking over." Connor just snaps, "Why
don't you go and ask the driver for a loan? I'll come
and watch - I could do with a good laugh." Beryl
cries, "Please. I'm nearly out of my mind with worry
about my daughter who's about to make the biggest mistake of my
life and I can't stop her." The man holds up his hands in
surrender and sighs, "OK, OK, I'll give you the money - on
one condition." Beryl mutters, "I might have known
there'd be a catch..."
A short time later, Beryl is dressed in a staff uniform and Connor
is telling her, "If there's no price on the package, there's
a checklist." He hands her a sheet of paper. He adds, "Think
you can handle it?" Beryl retorts, "I'll do a better
job than you." Connor mutters, "You never stop,
do you?" He then points out, "You could've turned me
down." Beryl, though, retorts, "What choice did I have?"
Connor tells her, "Everybody's got a choice, lady. Why don't
you try hitching?" Beryl sighs, "Look, I'll work for
you until the next bus comes through - but the less we talk, the
better I'll like it." She then says wistfully that her first
job was in a place like like the service station. She adds, "It's
where I met the man I married..." Connor mutters, "He
gets my sympathy." Beryl murmurs, "David saved me from
being fired: I spilt pav all down the front of me and all down
the floor." Connor muses, "And you're still
a walking disaster." Beryl goes on distantly, "He paid
for the pav... squared things off with my boss... it's how it
all got started." Connor tells her curtly, "I reckon
he deserves a medal having survived being married to
you." Beryl, though, tells him, "Neither of
us survived it. The sad thing is we still love each other..."
At Dural, Gordon is making his way gingerly downstairs when the
front door opens and Andy comes in. Gordon asks him how his VIP
is. Andy replies that he's just on his way to pick him up. He
heads off. When he's gone, Gordon takes out from his suit pocket
the leaflet for Seabreeze Towers.
Andy is waiting in the lobby of the hotel where he dropped Elke
the previous night. Elke joins him and he asks, "All set?"
Elke asks if she can have five minutes to call her uncle. Andy,
though, tells her quickly, "I don't think he came home last
night; at least, he wasn't home when I left." Elke
accepts this. She then tells Andy, "It really is good of
you to take time off to wave me goodbye." Andy smiles, "What
the boss doesn't know won't hurt him." They climb into the
lift. As the doors close, Gordon walks into the building, approaches
the reception desk and says to the woman behind it, "I'd
like to see one of your apartments." The woman nods, "Certainly."
She hands him a leaflet and goes on, "These are our rates
- they're on a sliding scale depending on how long you stay."
Gordon replies, "Fine - I just might be staying indefinitely..."
Fiona is working at the table in her room at the mansion when
there's a knock on the door. She calls, "Yes?" The door
opens and Alison walks in. She mutters, "Going into the rag
and bone trade, are we?" Fiona retorts, "That depends
on Wayne." Alison hands over an envelope and tells
Fiona, "There's your letter of authorisation." Fiona
thanks her. Alison goes to walk off, but Fiona calls after her,
"Just a moment - you might just as well have the rent money."
Alison snaps, "Fiona, I don't have time to hang around."
Fiona, though, assures her, "If you're worried about running
into Bjorn, forget it - he's gone out." Alison mutters, "Picking
up the blonde he was with yesterday, was he?" Fiona, though,
tells her, "That would be a bit difficult: Elke would be
on her way to Singapore by now." Alison muses, "He's
coached you well." Fiona sighs, "All Bjorn
told me is that he's fed up with your possessiveness - and I don't
blame him. He can't even take his niece out for a day's sightseeing
without you tagging along." Alison demands, "What do
you know about his niece?" Fiona retorts, "I
have seen photos of her. Bjorn is very much the proud uncle."
Alison takes out her photo and demands, "Is this her?"
Fiona looks at it and smiles, "Yes, that's Elke." She
adds, "Where did this come from?" Alison growls, "Andy
took it. Wayne's been looking for properties to develop. Bjorn
just happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time."
Fiona sighs, "And you, of course, didn't stop long enough
to ask for an explanation." Alison, however, is staring into
space, and she muses distantly, "Or at the right
place at the right time..." Fiona asks, "Pardon?"
Alison turns to her and tells her, "Wayne's been biding his
time ever since I talked Gordon into buying this place from him.
He knows how much Bjorn means to me. I've been set up. Expertly."