Ruby says hesitantly, "I know what you must be thinking,
but I don't want you to be too hasty; I just wanted to see you;
to talk. If you don't want anything to do with me I'll understand."
She goes to walk off, but Craig steps outside quickly and says,
"No." Ruby turns back to him and goes on, "You
must think I'm the worst kind of mum a person can have, but I
want you to understand why I did what I did." She pauses
and then says, "I left you with Maisy because I knew you'd
be better off; believe me, it wasn't easy; I still haven't quite
gotten over it." She then takes a photo from her bag and
adds, "I've carried this around with me ever since the day
I left you with her." Craig stares at the picture and asks,
"That's really me?" Ruby nods, "Yeah."
Craig then asks, "How did you know where to find me?"
Ruby explains, "Through Jean. I was going to stay out of
your hair but I suppose blood's thicker than water. I just wanted
to see you." She then asks if they could go inside
and talk. Craig, however, tells her, "David's just come back
from a trip. He's sleeping. Better not." Ruby murmurs, "Fair
enough." She then comments, "You've grown into a good-looking
kid. Any mum would be proud of you; I know I
am." She turns again to walk off, but Craig says quickly,
"Is there anywhere I could contact you if--" Ruby nods,
"Yeah, yeah, I set up a stall every day; that would be the
best place." She takes a piece of paper out of her bag and,
as she writes the address down, adds, "I hope you'll come
around; I would like to get to know you; at least, put
my side of things properly." She hands over the piece of
paper and then says, "It was nice talking to you." With
that, she heads off, leaving Craig looking thoughtful.
The front door opens at Beryl's and Ginny dashes out. Beryl follows
her, calling, "Ginny..." Ginny, however, turns to her
and snaps, "You don't need to say it: you're on Charlie's
side." Beryl, however, sighs, "Stop and listen. I am
perfectly capable of forming my own opinion, young lady,
and as far as I'm concerned you did the wrong thing giving
those tablets to Debbie - but owning up them proves to me you're
not a liar." Ginny shrugs, "Nice to know - but I don't
think that's going to prove anything to Charlie."
Beryl muses, "Maybe... but perhaps I can help. You wait here
while I go and get my coat and bag and then we'll go to Carlton
and do some window-shopping..."
A while later, Beryl is looking through a rack of clothes in
a shop in Carlton. She comes across a jacket that matches one
of Ginny's designs. As she examines it, a shop assistant walks
across and comments, "I don't think that size is right for
you, madam." Beryl, however, explains, "Actually, it's
for a young teenager." Ginny walks in suddenly and says to
the assistant, "Excuse me, I wonder if you could help me,
please." The assistant glares at her and retorts, "I'm
serving this lady" - she indicates Beryl - "at
the moment." Beryl, however, assures her, "That's quite
alright." The assistant leads Ginny across to another part
of the shop, leaving Beryl to study the outfits on the rack. The
assistant shows Ginny some dresses, but Ginny just chucks them
on a chair. Beryl finishes looking through the rack of outfits
and then says to the assistant, "Thankyou very much."
She walks out. The assistant shows Ginny another dress, but Ginny
mutters, "No, no, too old-fashioned for me. Actually, most
of this stuff's more for your age group. Sorry."
With that, she walks off, leaving the assistant with a furious
look on her face and a pile of dresses on the chair!
Outside, Ginny asks Beryl what she got. Beryl tells her, "The
name and the label." She hands over a piece of paper, which
Ginny reads. She then declares, "I know them. Sydney mob.
Now it all comes clear: Andy's behind it." Beryl
asks in surprise, "Andy?" Ginny retorts, "He's
got the contacts up there. He's nosed around when nobody was in
the house and then sent the designs up to them." Beryl warns
her, "Be sure of your facts before you start making any accusations."
Ginny, however, retorts, "As far as I'm concerned
the facts are the facts. He'll wish he'd never been born."
With that, she marches off, leaving Beryl sighing heavily.
Craig is doing some washing-up in the kitchen at the country
house when Ginny storms in snapping, "Where is he? Andy,
I'm going to throttle you." Craig warns her quickly
to keep her voice down as David's trying to sleep. Ginny storms
into the lounge room to find it empty. Craig follows her and she
demands, "Where is he?" Craig shrugs, "I don't
know, but keep your voice down." Ginny growls, "He knew
I'd get onto him, that's what it is. He's run for his
life. That's all the evidence I need..."
Sometime later, Craig knocks on the front door at Beryl's. Beryl
opens it and, noticing the look on his face, asks immediately,
"What's happened?" Craig tells her, "My mother
came to see me." Looking surprised, Beryl asks, "What
did she want?" Craig replies, "She wants me to know
her side. Something's telling me to keep away, but it's
only fair that she should be given a go. Can you tell me what
to do?" Beryl murmurs, "Come in."
A short time later, in the lounge room, Beryl is saying to Craig,
"There are some decisions we just have to make for
ourselves, and whatever the consequences we have to put up with
them. You only came to me because it's so difficult, not because
you want my advice." Craig admits, "That's true."
He sits down and sighs, "I honestly don't know which way
to go after today." Beryl sits down as well and asks, "What
did she say to make it so hard?" Craig explains, "It's
not so much what she said - well, it was partly - but
she showed me this photo when I was a baby. She's been carrying
that around with her all these years. If I didn't mean something
to her that's hardly the sort of thing she'd do, is it?"
Beryl murmurs, "I suppose not." Craig goes on, "She
seemed genuine. She didn't really push it; she gave me
the choice. That's why I don't know." Beryl points
out, "You've seen enough evidence of how she lives; what
her tastes are like. Don't you think it's really a matter of deciding
whether you can really get along?" Craig comments, "That's
only something being together's going to prove." Beryl nods,
"True - but I'm concerned you're building yourself up to
something that might not happen. You are different people with
different ideals... different values. It's like choosing a friend,
really: you don't chose someone you don't have anything in common
with, do you?" She continues, "I'm also worried about
what it might do to you if it doesn't work out. I really don't
want to give you any advice, but I think you should leave things
the way the are; I really do." Craig murmurs, "It's
funny: I thought you'd say that. But I've still got all
these things running around in my head... reasons why I should
give her a go." Beryl points out, "You don't have to
rush into it. Give yourself some time; you could always get in
touch with her through Jean." Craig, however, tells her,
"Finding her's not hard - she gave me this address
where she has a stall." He hands over the piece of paper
and Beryl looks at it. Craig then goes on, "I will
think about what you said. I don't know... I just wish she'd never
shown up again. It's just brought back all the problems I had
Janice is sitting in the lounge room at Woombai with Susan, who
asks brightly, "What are you doing up here, anyway?"
Janice explains, "I happened to have a few days without any
casual teaching and I found some information that I thought might
be useful to Owen for the Nature Reserve, so I thought I should
bring it up." Susan smiles, "Right! Well, you're more
than welcome - I could do with a bit of company: Gordon's
gone to Sydney to see his doctor for a check-up." Janice
comments, "Nothing serious, I hope." Susan, however,
assures her, "No, just routine." She then adds, "Wayne
and Owen have gone on a survey of the property, so it's just us
girls!" Janice asks, "How is Wayne about the
project?" Susan smiles, "He's all for it; he thinks
it's a wonderful idea!" Janice smiles, "That's
good news!" She then picks up an item wrapped in gift paper
and says, "I've brought something for you." Susan takes
it, saying, "You shouldn't have - you've already given us
the doll!" She unwraps it to reveal another book. She looks
through it and exclaims, "They look like hard work. What
are you trying to do to me?!" Janice smiles, "Make you
a healthier mother than you already are." Susan says sincerely,
"That's very sweet of you. Thankyou very much."
Wayne and Owen are walking through the bush; Owen is outlining
his plans for the Nature Reserve. As they walk along, Owen talking
non-stop, Wayne trips suddenly and falls down. Owen turns back
and says lightly, "Watch your step." Wayne looks up
at him, a scowl on his face. He then asks Owen curtly how much
his plans cost. Owen explains that he's investigated
a few local nurseries, and once they've found out it's for the
Reserve, he's sure they'll be willing to help. He goes to walk
on. Wayne, though, mutters, "I've seen enough for today,
thanks." With that, he walks off back towards the homestead.
Owen turns and starts following him, enthusing, "It's going
to look splendid. I mean, if we build..."
Susan and Janice are sitting in the lounge room at the homestead.
Susan is looking at the book of exercises, but she says slightly
dubiously, "They're very good, Janice, but I think it's still
a bit early for me, yet!" Owen and Wayne walk in suddenly,
Owen saying as they do so that he thinks it was a very fruitful
walk. He quickly spots Janice sitting there and he smiles, "Janice!
Nice to see you!" Janice just nods, "Owen." Susan
asks him and Wayne if they've had a good morning. As Owen replies,
"Very productive, yes," he doesn't notice Wayne standing
behind him, opening and closing his hand rapidly to indicate Owen
had been talking non-stop! Susan smiles and then says to Owen
quickly, "I'm sure Wayne wouldn't mind you relaxing until
lunchtime. You two " - she indicates Janice - "must
have a lot to catch up on." Owen insists, "I still have
a lot to think about." Wayne, however, insists, "Not
really, Owen. I've got an idea of what you have in mind now. The
next step's a feasibility study - and I think you deserve a break
for all the excellent work you've done so far." Janice stands
up from the couch and smiles at Owen, "You've obviously been
working very hard." Owen replies eagerly, "Why don't
I show you a few of my ideas?" With that, he picks up a map
and he and Janice head out. When they've gone, Wayne gives Susan
a warm hug, grinning, "You are a gem!" Susan
smiles, "You've been very good with him, and I know how hard
it's been. You're a treasure!"
In Melbourne, Craig walks round the corner of a street and stops.
A man emerges suddenly from a nearby building and Craig stops
him and says, "Excuse me. You haven't seen a lady with red
hair and a street stall here today, have you?" The man nods,
"She packed up a couple of hours ago." Craig thanks
him. The man heads down the road and approaches some men who are
digging up the road. As he does so, he calls, "Hey, Andy!"
Andy is one of the workmen and he looks up as the man chucks him
a can of drink. Craig stares at Andy working there. He then walks
over to him and growls, "You deserve to be flattened."
Andy sighs, "What have I done now?" Craig retorts,
"You've been stealing Ginny's stuff and selling them off
to some other designer." Andy stares at him in surprise and
snaps, "You're off your head." Craig points out curtly,
"You had all the opportunity in the world: 1) Staying at
the house; 2) You've got it in for Ginny; and 3) You need the
money." Andy, however, retorts, "If I'd earnt any decent
money, do you reckon I'd be doing this?" He points
at the hole he's digging. Craig snaps, "If you didn't
do it, then why did you up and leave without so much as a word
to anyone?" Andy sighs, "It was obvious that I was not
wanted. When I asked Ginny why, she said I had to do a lot more
than just say I was sorry. That's why I'm here: I'm trying to
earn enough money to pay David back for the damage I've done.
Now, are you convinced that I did not steal any of Ginny's designs?"
Craig just stares at him and mutters, "Sorry."
A while later, Craig is sitting with Ginny at the kitchen table
at the country house. She sighs, "Damn, I was sure
it was him. I've lost my job because of it." Craig asks in
surprise, "Lost the job?" Ginny explains, "I did
my block with Charlie and Lisa when Charlie reckoned I was using
Andy as a way out, so I got the bullet." She then adds curtly,
"I'm not giving up: I'm going to go up to Sydney and sniff
out whoever's responsible. Consider yourself booked. May as well
drive to the airport in style."
Owen and Janice walk into the lounge room at the Woombai homestead,
Owen saying, "I guess it was when I was about five: mother
took us to Queensland and we visited a nature reserve and I never
forgot it; I wanted one for myself! Then it wasn't until years
later that I realised that's the sort of job I wanted: something
where I could work outside and commune with nature." Janice
stares at him as he adds, "It probably sounds very romantic,
but that's what I wanted." Janice insists, "A lot
of people are like that. It's just a wonder it took you so long."
Owen explains, "Mother wouldn't have a bar of it:
she wanted me in a profession. So I studied accountancy.
It was useless - or rather, I was useless." Janice
tells him, "You should have stuck to your guns and told her
what you really wanted to do." Owen, however, sighs,
"Not that easy. See, I've never been a really confident
sort of person. At school: that's where it all started: I didn't
get on with the other children and it was only because of mother
drilling into me that I was better than them... that's why I survived."
Janice comments, "Your mother's a very strong woman."
Owen mutters, "Too strong. She was the one that
made up the decisions for me, you know? I've hardly ever made
a decision for myself, Janice. How could you
imagine that? I mean, you're such an independent
person." Janice assures him, "I haven't always
been like this: I had a tough time when I started school,
too." Owen queries, "Really?" Janice nods, "'Cos
of my name." Owen asks in surprise, "What's wrong with
'Janice'?" Janice replies, "Nothing - but 'Janice' is
my second name." Owen asks, "What's your first
name?" Janice, however, tells him, "I can't; it's ghastly."
Owen points out, "We're close enough friends, aren't we?"
Janice, though, retorts, "I can't. Truly." Owen sighs,
"Look, I told you all about my bad--" Janice
interrupts and retorts, "I can't." Owen persists,
"Come on..." Janice repeats, "I can't."
Owen says again, "Come on..." Janice snaps eventually,
"Alright, then: it's Eulalia." Owen stares at her and
then bursts out laughing! Janice begins to do likewise! After
a few seconds, she giggles, "You see, my mother was looking
through this book on the lives of the Saints and she thought how
beautiful it was! She didn't know what sort of things the kids
at school would say: they used to yodel it! Anyway, one
day I just had enough and I decided I was going to be Janice and
that was that; I wouldn't answer to anything else. So it finally
stuck." Owen stops laughing and then tells Janice, "That's
the difference between you and I: you were strong enough to stick
up for yourself. I didn't." Janice replies, "Until
now. You're going to make me very proud of you, Owen."
Wayne is leaning against a tree outside, writing something down
in a notebook, when Susan creeps up on him and smiles, "There
you are!" Wayne looks at her, a startled expression on his
face, and he gasps, "You frightened me! I thought it was
Owen there for a second!" He kisses her. She then
looks round and sighs, "It's beautiful here." She then
asks him what he's up to. Wayne explains, "I'm working on
a rough case for the Reserve - based on The Mouth's information!"
Susan asks, "Look good?" Wayne tells her, "It looks
expensive. I've got a bit more figuring to do; hopefully
I can make it viable - commercially." They start walking
along, Wayne's arm around Susan. She asks, "You are happy
with the idea, though?" Wayne smiles, "It's great! It
would be nice to see things grow a bit more each year.
It'll be marvellous for the kids for holidays. Just think: in
twenty years or so, there'll be waterholes and trees and a whole
lot of things where there's only scrub. It'll be great."
Susan's face drops as she remembers the potential problems, and
she falls silent. After a few seconds, Wayne asks, "What's
wrong? Doesn't the idea appeal to you?" Susan replies quickly,
"Of course it does. It's hard to think that far ahead; that's
all. It's nice to hear you talking about the Reserve the way you
are, though." She then smiles, "You're going to be a
dreadful dad: I can see you spoiling the kids rotten! The Reserve
sounds like it's going to be a very expensive toy!" Wayne
tells her sincerely, "Nice dream, though. I hope I can pull
In Melbourne, Craig and Ginny are standing outside a shop. Craig
is saying impatiently, "Debbie doesn't really need
a present. You'll never make this flight." Ginny just shrugs,
"I'll go standby. It doesn't matter." She then adds,
"Go on. Hurry up. Size ten, remember?" With that, she
gives Craig a push and he heads into the shop. Ginny stands outside,
a smile on her face. The shop is the clothing store that Beryl
and Ginny visited earlier. Craig approaches the same assistant
and says, "Excuse me - I'm looking for a gift for my girlfriend."
As he keeps the shopkeeper distracted, she doesn't notice Ginny
creep in, move across to the window display and stick up a poster
on the glass. When she's finished, she makes her way back to the
door and then calls, "Craig, it really doesn't matter anymore."
Craig glares at her and snaps, "Do you mean we've wasted
the time?" The assistant looks at Ginny distastefully and
says to Craig, "Friend of yours?" Craig retorts, "Sort
of." He walks out. The assistant then says to Ginny curtly,
"You're very good for business, Miss." Ginny, however,
shrugs, "Don't worry, sweetheart: you'll be doing a roaring
trade soon, courtesy of Ginny Doyle." With that, she follows
Craig outside. He snaps at her immediately, "Don't ever try
and get me to shopping with you again. Why do you always make
such a big deal of things?" Ginny just looks gleefully at
the poster she's placed in the window. It says 'EVERYTHING ½
Beryl is doing some ironing in her kitchen when there's a knock
on the back door and Craig steps inside. Beryl asks him how he
is. He tells her, "Not bad. I was on my way home from the
airport - a job - and I thought I'd call by and tell you what
I've decided about mum." Beryl asks, "And?" Craig
replies, "What you said was right - but I think I should
give her a go, so I went down where she was supposed to have her
stall today." Beryl asks, "What happened?" Craig
tells her, "She wasn't there. She must have left early. I
won't get the chance to go back until tomorrow afternoon - work,
and so on." Beryl asks, "Do you really want
to?" Craig nods, "Yeah. Now I do." Beryl
comments, "You've got tonight and tomorrow morning to think
about it." Craig sighs, "I know - but I've got to go
through with it." Beryl murmurs, "If that's what you
really want." Craig replies, "It is."
A while later, Craig is walking along the track back up to David's
when he spots Andy leaning against the outside of one of the sheds.
He storms over to him and demands, "What the hell are you
doing here?" Andy starts to reply, "I was, er--"
Craig interrupts and snaps, "Using the shed for somewhere
to sleep?" Andy admits, "Yeah." Craig mutters,
"I see." He then sighs, "I suppose you have to
sleep somewhere." Andy asks, "You going to
tell anyone?" Craig pauses and then says, "I guess you're
not doing any harm. I didn't see you." He walks off. Andy
calls after him, "Thanks." Craig looks back and says,
"Don't snore too loud."
Beryl is walking along a street. She steps through a gap in a
fence and looks across to where Ruby is setting out her stall.
She starts approaching her, slowly, watching and shaking her head.
She pauses and then appears to renew her resolve. She starts marching
towards Ruby more forcefully. Ruby is still laying out her wares
when she becomes aware of a figure standing in front of her. Without
looking up, she starts to say, "I've got some lovely silver
bracelets here--" She does then look up, and breaks off as
she finds Beryl standing in front of her. She stares at her in
disbelief. Beryl says eventually, "Don't worry: I'm
not too impressed by the likeness, either. I've been put through
hell with people thinking I was you - not the least of
which was young Craig." Ruby comments lightly, "Oh,
you know him, do you?" Beryl retorts, "Let's
say he found me; naturally, he thought he'd
found you. All I want to say on the subject is: stay
away from him." Ruby, however, growls, "Mind your own
business. He's my kid." Beryl warns, "I'm not
going to stand by and watch you con him." Ruby asks, "What
makes you think I'm going to?" Beryl sighs, "Do you
really want me to start?" Ruby insists, "Everything
I've told that kid's the truth." Beryl mutters, "Really?
I have spent some time helping him track you down, and along the
way I got to know you pretty well. I think I've got you tagged.
You are out to con him, aren't you? You'll take
every cent he's got; your own son." Ruby spits,
"Watch your mouth." Beryl, however, retorts, "I'm
telling you to watch more than your mouth."
She then growls, "Jean told you Craig was looking
for you, didn't she, and you thought you'd get some money
out of him." Ruby looks around, shiftily. Beryl mutters,
"Thought so." She then adds sourly, "And I loved
the bit about the old photograph - it was a nice touch, but I
bet my bottom dollar you got it out of some junk shop and you
used it to soften him up." Ruby glares at her and then snaps,
"I don't know who you are, but get the hell out of here."
Beryl ignores her. She says instead, "I might look
like you, but believe me, that's as far as it goes. Now listen
closely: you go anywhere near Craig, you'll come up against me
- and if you think you're tough, don't try me.
I'm sure the police would be more than interested in some of your
activities. Do you really want to take me on, Ruby?"