A moped pulls up several yards away from the cabin and Caroline
climbs off. She puts her riding gloves in the bike's front basket
and does likewise with the helmet. She then picks up a small bag.
She stares across at Glen's car, which is parked nearby, reaches
into the bag and removes a spanner. She then walks quickly across
to the car and pulls back the restraints that keep the bonnet
closed. Lifting up the bonnet, she reaches into the engine with
Around the back of the cabin, Glen is winding up the fish wire
as Alison stands with him and demands impatiently, "How much
longer is this going to take?" Glen just suggests, "If
you want to save time, why don't you go inside and finish packing?"
Alison, however, retorts, "I'm not going anywhere
by myself; just hurry up, alright?" She then adds, "I
thought you said this place was isolated." Glen
replies, "It is, mostly, but what if someone comes
up for a quiet spot of fishing and ends up wrapping themselves
up in this lot?" He indicates the wire. Alison mutters, "The
only people prowling around will be Wayne's thugs - and they deserve
to be wrapped up." They suddenly hear a noise and Alison
asks in concern, "What's that?" Glen assures her, "It's
just that old cow." He then points across the way and adds,
"Look, you can see her over there." Alison, however,
grabs his arm and, pulling him towards the cabin, says nervously,
"Let's get out of here. I've had as much as I can take."
A few moments later, as they head inside, Alison cries, "I'll
be packed in two minutes." Glen suggests that she sit down
for a moment. Alison, though, retorts, "I just want to get
back to Sydney and get that tape." Glen insists, "How
about a cup of coffee?" Alison pauses and then sighs, "Alright,
I'll calm down - but I don't want a coffee. Why don't you just
go and get packed?" Glen nods, "OK. I won't be long."
With that, he heads off to his room. As soon as he's gone, Alison
heads over to the cabinet with the rifle ammunition in and takes
out a small box...
Outside, Caroline finishes tinkering with the engine of Glen's
car. She closes the bonnet and re-secures it before going and
hiding behind some nearby trees. Alison and Glen come dashing
out of the cabin suddenly and run over to the car. They climb
in and Glen goes to start the engine. The ignition refuses to
engage. Alison sighs in horror, "Don't tell me we're out
of petrol." Glen tries again, and this time the engine jumps
into life. Alison comments, "Thank God. Let's go." Glen
puts the car into gear and drives off. As he does so, he goes
to turn the wheel - only to discover that it has no effect. He
cries out in horror, "The steering's gone!"
He slams his foot on the brake, but this causes the car to swerve,
and he sideswipes Caroline's unattended motorcycle, parked at
the side of the track. It falls over. The car then skids to a
halt. As Caroline looks on from behind the tree, Glen says to
Alison, "Are you alright?" She pants, "Yes, yes,
I think so." Glen then goes on urgently, "We hit a bike
back there. We'd better clear out: whoever jemmied the steering's
probably still around." They climb out of the car and, leaving
their packed bags behind, Glen pulls Alison down the track. Caroline
watches them, a smile of glee on her face. When Glen and Alison
are out of sight, she returns to her motorbike. She examines it
and, realising it's damaged beyond repair, sighs heavily. She
looks over towards the cabin.
A short time later, Caroline heads into the cabin. She walks
over to the 'phone and tries to get an outside line, but there's
nothing. She puts the receiver down, sighing heavily, "Damn..."
Craig walks into the kitchen at the country house as Ginny hangs
up the 'phone and sighs, "She's still not answering."
Craig asks, "Who?" Ginny explains, "Alison. I've
been trying to get on to her for two days. Maybe something's happened
to her?" Craig points out, "She's probably on a business
trip." Ginny asks, "You reckon? Someone tried to poison
her, you know." Craig mutters, "If Andy's telling
the truth." Ginny glares at him and growls, "You don't
even care, do you?" Craig, however, retorts,
"Firstly, I hardly know the woman. Secondly, it's
not that I don't care; it's just I don't panic. And thirdly, you're
only panicking because you think she's your passport to fame and
glory." Ginny, looking annoyed, snaps, "What would you
know? She's really helped me. Why shouldn't I want to know if
she's alright? I mean, it's not as if I like her or anything
- but sure, she's given me some good tips, like how to handle
Mr. Alexander." Craig just shakes his head. Ginny then announces,
"I'd better get moving - I'm meant to meet him this arvo."
Craig asks, "Showing him the outfit?" Ginny nods gleefully,
"Yep. They're going to tell me whether they love it or really
love it." Andy calls out suddenly from the lounge room, "Anyone
there?" Craig looks at Ginny and asks, "Isn't it your
turn?" Ginny retorts, "Haven't got time!" Craig
heads off to the lounge room, wearily.
A few seconds later, Craig asks Andy curtly, "What do you
want?" Andy indicates the plate of food on the coffee table
next to him and says, "I can't eat that." Craig
asks, "What is it?" Andy retorts, "Ginny made it:
it's supposed to be my lunch, but it's just a scungy pile of grease,
if you ask me. I don't expect anything like roast duck; just something
vaguely edible." Ginny walks in at that moment and snaps,
"If you don't like the service, rack off." Craig tells
Andy, "I'll make you something else." Andy smiles, "Thanks,
Craig, you're a real mate." Craig, however, glares at him
and snaps, "I am not your mate. I just want you
to get better as soon as possible so you can get out
of here." With that, he walks out. Ginny tells Andy tersely,
"It's a real downer having such a dreg around."
Andy sighs, "And I suppose you're a great success?"
Ginny tells him curtly, "It just so happens I'm off to see
a manufacturer right now. We're going to talk about my latest
design." Andy chuckles, "I bet he chucks it in the bin."
Ginny, however, retorts, "I doubt it. He knows talent when
he sees it." With that, she marches out of the room.
There's a knock on the front door at Dural and Wayne emerges
from the study to answer it. He finds Janice standing outside.
As she walks in, Wayne indicates a bag she's holding and asks,
"What's all this, then?" Janice smiles, "Your childcare
library!" She then produces a doll from behind her back and
adds, "And this is for the baby." They head into the
lounge room and Janice sits down. She then comments to Wayne,
"You look a bit tired." Wayne explains, "I spent
half the night down at the police station." Janice tells
him, "I think you should get away from all this and be with
Susan." Wayne replies wearily, "There's nothing I'd
like more, but I promised the cops I'd hang around town
for a few days; they're hoping to make an arrest soon." Janice
nods, "I see." She then takes some of the books out
of her bag and smiles, "An expectant father must be prepared,
Wayne; it'll be a nice surprise for Susan." Wayne starts
looking at the pictures in one of the books and comments, "These
look a bit out of date." Janice retorts, "I
was brought up on them." Wayne muses, "It's a wonder
you survived!" Janice demands indignantly, "What
do you mean?" Wayne tells her, "Surely you don't believe
you were delivered by a stork?!" Janice smiles,
"Of course not. It doesn't say that... does it?" Wayne
grins, "Yeah, you're right, it doesn't!"
Alison and Glen are walking slowly along a quiet road, away from
the cabin. Alison sighs heavily, "This is ridiculous: nothing
to eat, nothing to drink, no money... why did you have to panic?
We didn't have to leave everything behind." Glen,
though, retorts, "Stop whinging - we're damn lucky to be
alive. Remember, I didn't have to come on this little holiday
at all." Alison murmurs, "I'm sorry. Here am
I complaining and you probably saved my life." Glen tells
her, "Forget it." They walk on a little further until
Alison growls eventually, "I'll make damn sure Wayne
doesn't forget it."
At the cabin, Caroline is looking through various drawers, but
fails to find anything useful. She eventually comes across a large
map, and she unfolds it and murmurs to herself, "Now... where's
In the kitchen at the country house, Ginny is humming to herself
as she works on a jacket resting on a mannequin. Craig comes in
through the back door and says, "Hi." Ginny carries
on humming while Craig goes to the 'fridge. After several seconds,
Ginny says impatiently, "Come on, ask me."
Craig retorts, "Ask you what?" Ginny sighs, "About
the interview." Craig smiles, "Alright. How did the
interview go?!" Ginny replies, "They couldn't stop raving!"
Craig asks, "About your outfit?" Ginny nods, "Yep.
They're going into production with it!" Craig asks in surprise,
"Who'd buy it?" Ginny suggests, "You
could." Craig queries in surprise, "Me?"
Ginny replies, "For Debbie - she'd love it."
Craig mutters, "I bet." He then indicates the mannequin
and laughs, "It's lucky it can't see itself - it'd die of
embarrassment! Anyone could throw this stuff together."
Ginny retorts in annoyance, "You certainly couldn't
- you're too square." A bell rings suddenly from
the lounge room. Craig looks at Ginny and smiles, "It's your
turn!" Ginny marches off to see to Andy. When she's gone,
Craig walks over to the mannequin and touches the jacket that
she was working on. It immediately falls onto the floor, in pieces...
Ginny heads into the lounge room and demands impatiently of Andy,
"What's the problem?" Andy replies, "I want a drink."
Ginny points to a jug of cordial on the table and snaps, "What's
that?" Andy murmurs, "Sorry." Ginny then
accuses, "You wanted Debbie to come in, didn't
you?" Andy looks away guiltily. Ginny snaps, "Can't
you get it into your thick head that she thinks you're the pits?"
Andy growls, "She's a hundred times better than you."
Ginny just taunts, "Poor Andy... Mr. Down-and-out falls for
a girl who couldn't care less about him." Andy snarls, "You
just wait: I'll get somewhere as soon as I'm better." Ginny,
however, retorts, "Don't make me laugh - you're not even
sick; you're only sponging off David because you've got
nowhere to go." With that, she marches out of the room triumphantly,
leaving Andy looking worried.
As she heads back into the kitchen, a look of horror crosses
Ginny's face as she sees Craig fiddling with the jacket, which
he's tried to place back on the mannequin. She snaps, "What
are you doing?" Craig replies quickly, "I'm sorry, it's-it's--"
Ginny interrupts and snaps, "Leave it alone." Craig
steps back and insists, "All I did was take a pin out."
Ginny examines the jacket and gasps, "You've wrecked
it. How can one pin do that?" Debbie walks in suddenly
and asks, "What's happened?" Craig and Ginny ignore
her, though, Craig telling Ginny curtly, "I swear,
that's all it was." Ginny snaps, "You're just
jealous. Can't stand seeing me get on, can you?"
Debbie pleads, "Please, just keep it down."
Ginny, however, goes on angrily at Craig, "You've always
had it in for me." Craig retorts, "You're paranoid."
Debbie yells suddenly, "WILL YOU JUST SHUT UP?" Craig
and Ginny turn and look at her in surprise. Debbie stands there,
In the lounge room at Dural, Janice is teaching Wayne how to
change a nappy. She removes a tea-towel from her bag and lays
it on the floor. Wayne looks at the doll that she brought over
and asks, "Does she have a name?" Janice replies, "Rebecca."
Wayne comments, "Unusual name for a doll." Janice indicates
the tea-towel on the floor and then tells Wayne, "Let's see
your form." Wayne just picks up the-towel and wraps it round
the baby's waist! Janice smiles, but then says, "Give it
to me!" She takes Rebecca and the tea-towel and goes on,
"Now, pay attention. This might seem funny now, but in a
few short months it's going to be horrifyingly real." Wayne
sits there, looking suitably chastised!
In the kitchen at the country house, Ginny is trying to fix her
jacket as Craig paces the room commenting in concern, "I've
never heard her yell like that before. Do you think she's alright?
I just don't know what got into her." Ginny mutters, "She
couldn't stand all your carrying-on; that's
what got into her." Craig snaps, "My carry-on?"
Ginny retorts, "Yes. You're not going go try and lay it at
my feet, are you?" Craig snarls, "You weren't
exactly a passive observer, Ginny; in fact, I think you
started--" He breaks off as Debbie walks in suddenly
from the hallway, wearing her chauffeur's uniform. He looks at
her and asks gently, "You OK?" Debbie retorts, "Fine,
thankyou." She goes and picks up the keys to the limousine
as Craig adds, "I'm sorry, alright?" Debbie mutters,
"Forget it." Craig then asks, "You going out on
a job?" Debbie retorts sarcastically, "Very good."
Craig asks, "Do you need a second driver?" Debbie, however,
snaps, "Look. No. It's only a pick-up from a hotel. It only
takes one car." Craig then asks, "How long are you going
to be out for?" Debbie, looking annoyed, harrumphs, "Craig!"
Ginny chips in, "Leave her alone, thickhead." Craig
pauses and then says to Debbie, "I'll be finished here around
about six. If you're still going I could meet you somewhere and
take over." Debbie, however, retorts, "I can manage,
alright? I'll see you later." With that, she heads out. When
she's gone, Craig looks at Ginny, who's staring at him. He demands,
"What's your problem?" Ginny shrugs, "Nothing.
What's yours?" She then goes on, "If you want
my advice, Craig, don't baby her. She's a tax-paying
member of the workforce, not a kid."
Alison and Glen are walking along another road. A car approaches
from behind, and Alison holds out her arm to it. It drives on
past, though. Another car appears in the distance and Alison says
quickly to Glen, "You stay out of the way." She pushes
him towards some nearby buses and then holds out her arm. She
starts to walk along sexily, wiggling her backside as she does
so. The car driver, unfortunately, is a vicar, who drives past
her, tutting in shame as he does so! Alison stares after the departing
car, looking annoyed. Glen emerges from the bushes, laughing!
Alison glares at him and snaps, "Alright - you have
a try." Glen nods, "Alright - I'll give it a go."
As another car comes up behind them, Glen stops walking and then
stands at the side of the road in a manly stance and wiggling
his thumb sexily. The driver is a young woman, and she smiles
as she spots Glen. She mouths to herself, "Wow!" She
pulls up next to Glen and Alison and grins, "Jump in!"
Glen opens the door to let Alison in. She climbs into the back.
Glen jumps into the front passenger seat and the young woman asks
him, "Where you headed?" Glen replies, "Sydney."
The woman smiles, "Unreal! So am I!" With that, she
pumps up the stereo and drives off.
Caroline is standing outside the cabin. It's raining. She looks
around and then starts walking forward. All-of-a-sudden, the ground
gives way beneath her and she falls into the water tank that Alison
had set-up as a trap. Landing on her feet, and finding herself
in a confined space, Caroline panics, "Oh no..." She
then starts yelling, "Help! Glen! Glen! Anyone? Help...!"
Back in Sydney, Alison is standing in Fiona's room at the mansion,
saying to Fiona curtly, "It makes perfect sense: Wayne has
access to the mansion; he could have looked through Glen's belongings
and found the photos while you were out." Fiona, who's sitting
next to Glen at the table, sighs, "Yes, I suppose so."
Alison goes on, "The whole thing was a set-up; Wayne wanted
that 'phone call to scare me so much I'd take off and get myself
killed." Fiona points out, "If I play that tape to Susan
it's going to ruin her marriage." Alison snaps, "Too
bad." Fiona adds, "She's expecting, you know?"
Alison nods, "You told me. Will the kid want a murderer
for a father?" Fiona sighs, "Oh..." There's suddenly
a knock on the door to Fiona's room and Danny walks in. He says
in his thick American accent, "Excuse me. I was after Mrs.
Thompson, but if it's inconvenient..." Alison retorts, "Yes,
it is." Danny just stands there, though, and Alison demands
angrily, "What is it?" Danny explains, "I thought
I should tell you: I've got some evidence for the prosecution."
Alison nods, "Go on." Danny continues, "Wayne's
about my age, isn't he? Dark hair?" Alison replies, "That's
right - he owns the place." Danny goes on, "That's
him, yeah. Well, yesterday, I walked in on him and Caroline in
the reception room and they were talking about you. And Wayne
said, 'If I can get my hands on her, I'll kill her'." Glen
jumps up from his seat and asks, "You positive?" Danny
insists, "That's what he said." At the table, Fiona
murmurs, "I see..." Danny then adds, "I'll leave
you to it. If you need any legal advice, my rates are very competitive!"
With that, he walks out. Alison looks at Fiona and demands, "Well?"
Fiona stands up from the table and walks over to the desk. She
picks up a bunch of keys and murmurs, "I'll get that tape."
Alison asks, "Where is it?" Fiona replies, "In
my solicitor's safe - at his house." Alison asks Glen if
he'd mind tagging along. Glen nods, "Alright." With
that, he and Fiona head out. Alison sits down at the desk, looking
weary. She opens up her handbag, reaches into it and removes a
Wayne is sitting on the couch in the lounge room at Dural, reading
a book called Baby and Child. He sighs, "They make
it look so easy..." Janice assures him, "You'll
get there!" Wayne comments sourly, "If I don't get bumped-off
first." Janice suggests, "Let's not think about
that, eh?" Wayne, however, tells her, "I'm afraid you
might have to: the police will be in touch with you soon."
Janice asks in surprise, "Why?" Wayne explains,
"I had to give them a list of everyone who knew Susan's pregnant:
the creep who sent the note probably found out from one of them."
Janice points out, "A lot of people know now: news
travels fast. Charlie knows, Alison knows, Aunt Fiona knows..."
Wayne comments in surprise, "You told me Alison didn't
know." Janice replies, "She does. I found out
this morning: Aunt Fiona told her." She adds, "It probably
doesn't matter because she's out of Sydney, but I suppose she
might have told someone." Wayne, looking suddenly
very thoughtful, murmurs, "You never know, do you...?"
Changing the subject, Janice tells Wayne that she'll leave the
tea-towel she brought over for him by the sink, so that he can
practice with it. She heads out of the room. As soon as he's alone,
Wayne picks up the 'phone on the bar and dials a number. The 'phone
rings in Fiona's room at the mansion and Alison picks it up and
says, "Hello?" At Dural, a look of surprise crosses
Wayne's face as he hears her voice. Alison says again, "Hello?"
At Dural, Wayne just hangs up the 'phone, picks up his jacket
and dashes out.
Ginny heads into the lounge room at the country house, and tells
Andy, who's lying on the couch, "Alright: up. Time to change
your sheets." Andy stands up and Ginny thrusts a set of new
sheets at him. He stares at her and she snaps, "You don't
expect me to do it for you?" Andy retorts, "I
am still getting over a very bad case of food poisoning."
Ginny just shrugs, "Tough. Some exercise will do you good.
Anyway, I don't reckon you're that crook. Putting on a bit of
an act, if you ask me." Andy points out, "No one's asking
you, are they?" Ginny continues, "I suppose
you think you're better off if everyone thinks you're still at
death's door; that way no one's going to chuck you out, are
they? Well, you don't fool me and you won't be fooling
everyone else for much longer, either: they'll soon wake
up to you, then you'll be out on your ear." Andy glares at
her, but before he can say anything, Craig walks in. Ginny mutters
at Andy, "I'll come back and get your dirty sheets."
With that, she goes. Craig tells Andy, "Dave's just been
talking to a truckie mate: he's got a job driving a load up to
Sydney." Andy mutters, "That's great. How long will
be be gone for?" Craig replies, "A couple of days. He
asked me to tell you he hopes you'll be gone by the time he gets
back." Andy looks at him in surprise and then murmurs, "I'll
do my best, won't I? I don't want to put anyone out for any longer
than I have to." Craig goes to walk out. Andy calls after
him, "I really am trying to make up for what I've done."
Craig just retorts, "All we want, mate, is for you
to get on your way. Second you're healthy: out."
Alison is pacing the floor of Fiona's room at the mansion, sighing
heavily. She looks at her watch and sighs again. She then sits
down at the desk. The door to the room flies open suddenly and
Alison stands up in surprise. She turns to find Wayne standing
there, a furious look on his face. He snarls, "Damn you.
I've had just about enough of you." He walks over
and grabs her arm. Alison pulls away quickly, though, and snatches
up the pistol from the desk. Turning back and pointing it at Wayne,
she threatens, "I'm warning you: stay away." Wayne goes
to put his arms up. As he does so, he looks around the room, nonchalantly.
He then turns back to Alison and makes a lunge for the weapon.
As he does so, a shot rings out...