As they walk back up to the kitchen door at the country house,
David is telling Caroline curtly that all he was trying to do
was protect her. As they head inside, Caroline retorts
indignantly, "I don't need protecting. I'm quite
capable of looking after myself, thankyou very much."
David demands, "What on earth were you posing for photographs
like that? I expected more from you, Caroline."
Caroline, however, snaps, "You happen to have paid off quite
a few bills with the money I earnt posing for photos like 'that'."
David reaches into his pocket, takes out his wallet and removes
$100. He tells Caroline, "I'll pay you back the rest as soon
as I get it." Caroline takes the cash and storms out to the
A short time later, Caroline is sitting in the lounge room, listening
to a message on the answerphone. A male voice is saying that if
she feels like a half-day trip to Sydney for a margarine commercial,
she should get back to him as soon as she can. He hangs up. Caroline
turns off the answerphone and smiles to herself, "Do I feel
like a half-day trip to Sydney...?" She picks up the 'phone
and starts dialling. David suddenly comes into the room, behind
her, and asks if there were any messages for him. Caroline stops
dialling and replies quickly, "No - just one for me. They
want me to do a margarine commercial - here in Melbourne."
David mutters, "Congratulations." He walks out again.
Caroline resumes dialling.
It's nighttime, and Alison is standing in the corridor at the
mansion when Gordon comes in through the front door. She asks
him in surprise what he's doing there. He explains that he's taking
Janice and Owen up to Woombai. Alison queries, "Holiday?"
Gordon replies, "For Janice it is, but Owen might end up
working at the sanctuary - another one of Wayne's projects."
Alison muses, "Yes, I remember someone mentioning
it..." She then says, "Why don't you do an old friend
a favour? Take Fiona with you - she hasn't been looking
very well lately; I think she could do with a few days'
break - and I don't mind looking after the place while she's gone."
Gordon tells her, "I'll certainly make the offer." Alison
adds, "I think it might be an idea if you said you had to
twist my arm to look after the place. Fiona wouldn't like to feel
I was doing her any favours." Gordon nods, "Point taken."
With that, he goes and knocks on the door of Fiona's room and
heads inside. In the corridor, Alison puts some money in the public
'phone and dials a number. When it's answered, she says, "Hello.
It's Alison Carr. I have a job for you - tonight."
There are clothes strewn around Fiona's room. Janice, Owen and
May are folding them up as Fiona tells Gordon, "Excuse the
mess. Getting these two off to Woombai is worse than launching
the Queen Mary!" Gordon looks over at Janice and asks her
how the packing is going. She mutters, "Fine, fine."
Owen asks her where the compass is that he bought. Janice suggests
that it must be in his room. The two of them head out to look
for it. Gordon then tells Fiona, "I've got a proposition
for you: how would you like to go to Woombai too?" A broad
smile crosses Fiona's face. It then disappears, though, and she
murmurs, "No, I can't. What about this place?"
Gordon tells her that Alison said she'd look after it.
Fiona queries in surprise, "Alison said that?"
Gordon replies quickly, "At first she didn't, but
I managed to talk her into it." Fiona asks, "How?
She's not the sort of woman to give favours easily." Gordon
'explains', "I told her it would help balance the books with
Hamilton Industries. She hasn't put much time into the company
since she's been doing this community work and I told her it would
help make up for it." May prompts, "Go on, Fiona, take
the break. You deserve it." Fiona says warily, "I'm
not too keen on leaving this place in Alison's hands."
May points out, "I'll be here to make sure she doesn't
get up to any mischief." Fiona, though, laughs, "You
can keep an eye on her?" May insists, "Of course
I can." She then adds, "There you are, Gordon: I think
you've got another passenger." With that, Gordon picks up
Janice and Owen's suitcases and heads out to the car.
The next morning, Glen and Ginny are returning to Ginny's bus,
Ginny commenting as they do so, "You know, I thought I would've
crashed by now, but it's amazing: I feel terrific!"
Glen suggests that it must be her second wind. Ginny then opens
the door of the bus and heads inside. A look of horror crosses
her face suddenly and she cries, "Oh no..." Glen asks
what the matter is. He follows her inside and looks round. The
place has been trashed. He mutters, "Oh hell..."
A while later, Ginny and Glen are walking along the corridor
in the hallway at the mansion, Ginny looking upset. Glen tells
her that it's OK to cry. Ginny, though, snaps, "Only weak
people cry." Glen sighs, "I can just never understand
the mentality of people who get kicks out of smashing things.
It's just so senseless." Ginny, though, says curtly,
"It wasn't senseless." Glen asks her in surprise
if she thinks she knows who did it. Ginny, however, says quickly,
"No. I just mean they smashed everything, that's
all. There's nothing they didn't touch." She then
gasps, "Did you see my diary? It had a gold cover. They didn't
rip that up, did they?" Glen reaches into his pocket
slowly and takes out the diary. Pages have been torn out. He tells
Ginny, "I'm sorry." Ginny bursts into tears and dashes
off to the bathroom.
A short time later, Glen is standing in Fiona's room with Alison,
who asks, "Where is she now? Still at the bus?" Glen
explains, "She's in the bathroom, trying to stop crying.
She doesn't like anyone to see her cry - she thinks it's weak."
He adds, "I'll tell you what, though: it's not half
as weak as those mongrels who wrecked her bus." Alison just
raises her eyebrows in indifference and asks, "She still
doesn't have any idea who--?" Glen interrupts and sighs,
"No." Alison comments, "The whole business does
sound familiar, though, doesn't it? It's got 'Wayne' written all
over it." Glen points out, "Wayne's up in Noosa."
Alison reminds him, "There are 'planes in Noosa."
Glen asks, "Does he know Ginny has the tape?" Alison
shrugs, "Guess he must." Glen asks, "How?"
Alison says, "Andy, I suppose." She goes on, "You're
going to have to get that tape for Ginny's sake. As long as she's
holding onto it, Wayne's not going to give up." Glen murmurs
reluctantly, "Yeah, you're right." Alison stands there
looking pleased with herself.
There's a knock on the front door at Charlie's. There's no one
there to answer it, though. A key is put into the lock, the door
opens and Caroline steps inside. She calls, "Charlie?"
There's no answer. She then heads into the lounge room and looks
around. She walks over to the drinks cabinet and opens one of
the drawers. She looks inside and takes out a photo of Alison.
She glares at it, a look of intense fury and bitterness on her
Alison is sitting at the desk in Fiona's room at the mansion,
adding up some figures. May walks in suddenly, holding two parcels,
and Alison asks what they are. May tells her, "I'm not sure
- they've only just arrived. One for Fiona and one for me. I just
love getting parcels - it's rather like getting an unexpected
Christmas present!" She then opens an accompanying letter
and starts reading it. After a few seconds, her face drops and
she gasps, "I don't believe it..." Alison asks
what's wrong. May, however, retorts, "I'm not sure that I
should tell you. You'll probably get a note,
too - and a parcel as well." Alison looks at her
sharply and asks, "Why?" May tells her carefully, "It's
Bjorn: he's dead." A look of shock crosses Alison's
face. After a few seconds, she asks, "How?" May replies,
"It was an accident. That's all it says. Apparently Bjorn
specified that Fiona and I should get some of his personal possessions.
That's why I said you'd probably get a parcel too. If
you'd rather be on your own..." Alison nods, "Yes..."
May picks up her parcel and leaves the room. Alison sits at the
desk, looking devastated.
Caroline arrives back at the country house and sits down at the
kitchen table. She puts a file of papers down and opens it. Inside
is a pile of newspaper cutting. On top is an article headlined
'James Hamilton to Wed'. Underneath is an article headlined 'Alison
Carr Arrested for Murder'. David comes in through the back door
suddenly and Caroline quickly closes the file. David looks at
her warily and asks, "How was the butter ad?" Caroline
smiles and corrects, "Margarine. It was OK." David mutters,
"Good." Caroline then says, "I'm sorry... some
of the things I said to you yesterday: they weren't very nice."
David tells her, "I reckon I ran off at the mouth
just as much." Caroline smiles and asks, "Friends again?"
David smiles back, "Sure." He then adds, though, "I
still don't like the type of work you're doing. But I know it's
none of my business - it's not my job to sit in judgement."
Caroline, however, admits, "You were right: the reason I
got so tense was because I was embarrassed because you found out.
It won't happen again. Once is enough." David smiles at her
and then announces that he'd better get back to the gardening.
He heads off outside.
A short time later, David is digging over a patch of earth when
Caroline calls over, "Can I give you a hand?" She's
approaching him, wearing old clothes. David tells her that he
can give her a hand getting some weeds out. Caroline smiles, "Fine."
They bend down to start work and David adds that he's going to
plant a few more rows of lettuce. Caroline comments to him that
he enjoys working outdoors. David nods, "Oh yeah!
If I had all the choices I'd forget about the business
side of things and divide my time between driving the truck and
this." Caroline suggests, "If it makes you
happy, that's what you should aim for." She adds,
"For a while there, with Laura, I thought you'd changed
- but you haven't: you'll always be the same and I wouldn't have
it any other way!"
Later that day, Caroline is sitting on the couch inside, in the
lounge room, rubbing her hands. David joins her and asks her how
they are. She smiles, "They'll survive! I'll be out there
again tomorrow morning." David then asks her if she's checked
the answerphone for any messages. Caroline replies, "Not
yet." David switches the machine on and a voice starts saying,
"Dave... it's Bob. Listen, mate: I've got some bad news.
I stopped the truck to have lunch at a petrol station and, er...
well, when I came out, someone had pinched it. I called the cops
and they're looking for it now - so I'll talk to you soon. See
ya." David turns off the machine and mutters, "You wonder
where it's all going to end, don't you? Top
of everything else, someone knocks me truck off. God Almighty...
a man can't win, can he? Maybe I'm not meant
to." He adds, "It would explain a hell of a lot of things
if Wayne was behind all this." Caroline asks, "Do
you think he is?" David points out, "He said
he was going to fix me..."
Alison is standing in the lounge room at Charlie's, the 'phone
to her ear. She says, "I'd like to speak to a Mrs. Bjorn
Nilsson, please." She listens and then says, "Hello.
Mrs. Nilsson? My name's Alison Carr. I'm a friend of your husband's.
We met on board his ship." Glen appears suddenly at the patio
doors and Alison indicates to him to come in. As he does so, Alison
says on the 'phone, "I've just heard the terrible news about
Bjorn and I wanted to say how sorry I was." She listens again
and then says in surprise, "He's there with you now?...
I'm sorry - it seems like I've been the victim of a rather cruel
joke... Yes, don't worry, I have a fair idea who's behind it...
Yes, I will... Thankyou. Goodbye." She slams down the 'phone
and Glen asks, "What was that all about?" Alison
growls, "It was one of Wayne's latest little efforts.
He led me to believe that Bjorn had been killed. Also
that he'd left keepsakes for everybody except me."
Glen comments in concern, "Makes you wonder what he's got
next in store for Ginny, doesn't it?" Alison
nods knowingly, "Yes. Doesn't it...?"
Ginny is sitting in Fiona's room at the mansion when Glen walks
in, holding a carrier bag. He asks her if she got any sleep. Ginny
sighs, "A couple of hours. Thanks for the loan of the bed."
Glen tells her, "Thank Fiona when she gets home."
He then holds out the carrier bag and says, "I got you something."
Ginny asks in surprise, "For me?" Glen tells
her, "It's nothing much, but I hope you like it." Ginny
reaches into the bag and takes out an ornamental teapot."
She exclaims, "Glen, it's beautiful. You don't know
how much this means to me." She then leaps up from
the couch and kisses Glen passionately on the lips. He pushes
her away quickly and asks in surprise, "Is that how you always
kiss your friends?" Ginny tells him, "I just wanted
to say 'thanks'." Changing the subject, Glen asks, "Have
you had any thoughts on why someone might have broken into your
bus?" Ginny says quickly, "Probably just bored kids."
Glen comments, "You don't think it could have been someone
looking for the tape?" Ginny stares at him and asks
in surprise, "How did you find out about that?"
Glen explains, "From Alison, when I told her what happened.
She thinks Andy might have told Wayne you had the tape and he's
the one behind the break-ins. Alison knows what Wayne's like,
Ginny; she's worried what he might try next." Ginny
snaps, "Worried he'll end up with the tape before she
gets her hands on it, you mean." Glen nods, "That's
part of it - but she's concerned for your safety. So am I."
He then goes on, "The truth is, Ginny, I've known about the
tape right from the start. It's the reason I started seeing you."
A look of horror crosses Ginny's face. Glen continues, "I'm
sorry I wasn't up-front right from the word 'go', but I wasn't.
I will be now, though. The other thing is: I've really grown to
like you - that's why I don't want to see you hurt. So you have
to tell me where that tape is, Ginny, because as long as you hold
onto it you're in real danger. It's as simple as that." Ginny
just stands there and stares at him.
A few moments later, Ginny snaps, "Forget it, Glen. I wouldn't
tell you where the tape was if you were the last person on earth.
The same goes for that bitch Alison - she'll never see
it, either." Glen insists, "I'm only thinking
of you, Ginny." Ginny snaps, "Pull the other
one." She then picks up the ornamental teapot and throws
it down on the floor, yelling, "From now on, just stay away
from me, got it?" She storms off, looking upset.
Sometime later, Glen walks up to Ginny's bus. He peers inside
and then goes and leans against the frame. A few seconds later,
Ginny comes out through the door. Spotting Glen standing there,
she snaps, "I said I didn't want to see you again."
Glen explains, "I thought you might have cooled-down by now,
enough for me to explain some more. It has been a couple
of hours." He goes on, "I didn't want to lie to you,
Ginny. It's up to you whether to believe that or not,
but I swear it's the truth." Ginny demands, "Then why
did you?" Glen tells her, "I've been in a lot
of strife lately - and Alison and a lot of other people went out
on a limb to help me. So when she asked me to help her find the
tape, I just didn't feel as though I could say 'no'. I guess I'm
the sort of bloke who pays his debts." He continues, "Alison
may not be a saint, Ginny, but she's genuinely concerned about
you. You just don't realise how important that tape is:
it's not for your sake or for Alison's sake
we have to get it back; there's a family in Melbourne
involved: the Palmers. You couldn't meet a nicer couple. They've
got a daughter - Susan. You couldn't meet a nicer girl,
either; I know I certainly haven't." He doesn't
notice Ginny's lip start to quiver. He goes on, "Anyway,
for one reason or another, Susan decided to marry Wayne. We all
tried to stop her but Wayne managed to beat us at every turn.
He's threatened to destroy them, Ginny - Susan's mum and dad -
just because they tried to stop the wedding. If we can get that
tape back, we'd be helping them as well." Ginny
listens, but then snaps, "Susan's oldies mean nothing
to me. Why should they? I don't even know who they are.
And Wayne doesn't scare me, either. I can take care of
myself. I'm not giving up the tape, Glen - and you know
why? For as long as I hold onto it I've got a chance of a recording
career - probably the only chance I'll ever have of getting
somewhere. And I'm not going to throw that away for anyone."
With that, she turns and marches off, leaving Glen looking frustrated.
David is talking on the 'phone in the kitchen at the country
house, saying glumly, "Thanks anyway, Sarge." Caroline
joins him as he hangs up. She asks, "No word?" David
sighs, "No. I was counting on the money from the delivery
to pay for the truck. Now, I've got no load to deliver
and no truck to deliver it in." Caroline points
out, "You've still got some money coming in: 'Home
in Style' will be back on the road soon, and you've got a cash
crop from the market garden in another couple of weeks."
David, however, tells her, "I need it now, Caroline.
If I'm one day late with the repayment, Wayne will repossess the
truck as quick as look at you." Caroline stares
at him and then walks over to her handbag. David asks her what
she's doing. Caroline tells him, "Writing you out a cheque
for the money I earnt for the margarine commercial." David,
however, retorts, "No you don't. You accept money from friends
and you end up in strife. Look what happened to us about that
$300. I'd rather we just be friends, because right now that is
more important to me than racing around trying to raise a loan
from someone. Really." Caroline looks at him, gratefully.
She then suddenly comes aware of a roaring noise outside. David
hears it as well, and he looks over at the back door, a puzzled
expression on his face. He then heads outside.
Out in the grounds, a bulldozer is being driven along the track.
It heads off towards the main road as David exclaims, "What
in the hell's going on here?" He looks at Caroline.
He then runs across to his vegetable plot. The ground has been
completely flattened. David gasps, "He's gone over the whole
lot. He's wrecked the whole garden." Caroline
queries, "Wayne?" David murmurs bitterly, "It has
to be. Can't prove it, though, can I? He said he'd do
it and he has: he's wiped me out..."