Susan goes on, "You're not giving me any choice,
Wayne." Wayne, however, retorts, "What sort of choice
are you giving me? Basically, I am being held at ransom."
Susan demands, "What else am I supposed to do? I'd
rather have a child without a father than..." She breaks
off and then murmurs, "I'm sorry - but I can't see any way
round it. It would've been different if we found out about the
disease before I was pregnant; maybe I would've thought children
too big a risk too. The fact is, I am pregnant and I
want to have it." Wayne mutters, "The risk doesn't matter
anymore?" Susan cries, "For goodness' sake, it's only
a fifty percent chance, not a hundred. Besides, it'll be thirty
years before we find out; who's to say they won't find a cure
by then?" She then goes on more calmly, "Look, I don't
want us to fight, but you've got to understand what this baby
means to me." Wayne murmurs, "I'm beginning
to." Susan goes on, "It's everything. I've
always wanted a family." Wayne demands, "Is
that why you married me? To have a family?" Susan starts
to say, "How could you even--" Wayne interrupts and
snaps, "That's what it sounds like, Suse: I'm just
a means to an end; a more practical husband than Glen,
maybe." Susan cries, "Stop it - please. Of
course a family was part of the reason I married you
- but our family, not Glen's or anybody else's.
Yours and mine - and we can have one." She puts
her hands on his arms, continuing, "We can have one - as
long as we give the baby support... love... The risk doesn't matter;
nothing else matters." Wayne murmurs, "I have
to admit I haven't been looking on the good side of things."
Susan tells him, "It's important." Wayne murmurs, "You're
right: it is important." Susan, tears beginning
to well in her eyes, smiles, "You mean...?" Wayne tells
her, "I guess I'd better get used to the idea of being a
dad! And I think it's time we faced the world again. How about
we fly back to Sydney this afternoon?" Susan gives him a
Craig is standing with Ginny in room 37 at Seabreeze Towers.
He asks, "Are you sure it's safe?" Ginny insists,
"Relax. No one will find you." Craig asks, "What
if Gordon comes over?" Ginny explains, "He
leases the apartment to his company and Alison's booked it for
three weeks; she said she's going to use it for meetings. Relax.
We can't go wrong." Craig sighs, "You must think I'm
acting like a kid." Ginny tells him, "A murder
charge would rattle anybody." Craig adds, "Being
away from Deb doesn't help." A look of annoyance
flickers briefly across Ginny's face before she responds, "You'll
get by. Nothing she could do if she was here, anyway."
She then adds, "Pity you can't call her - especially not
at David's. Just wait 'til everything blows over." Craig,
looking disappointed, mutters, "Yeah..."
The front door opens at the mansion and Beryl - holding Robert
- Janice and Owen walk in. Beryl is saying, "Since they're
both away, we should use their rooms and keep the others free
for boarders." Janice, however, insists, "It's alright:
I'll make the decisions. Aunt Fiona appointed me Temporary
Manageress." Beryl muses, "Sorry! Alright, what do you
suggest?" Janice says, "I think Owen should use May's
room and you use Fiona's." Beryl smiles, "Good decision."
Owen heads off to May's room while Janice goes and unlocks the
door to Fiona's room. As she does so, she asks Beryl how long
she's planning to stay in Sydney. Beryl replies, "As long
as Susan needs me." Unseen by either of them, Colin Hopkins
is hiding behind the wall at the bottom of the stairs, listening
to their conversation. Beryl heads into Fiona's room and Janice
goes to head upstairs - but as she does so, she spots Colin standing
there suspiciously and she asks him curtly, "What are you
doing?" Colin replies quickly, "I was just on my way
out." Janice demands, "You're a resident?" Colin
nods, "For a while. From Melbourne, on business. Colin Smith."
He holds out his hand. Janice shakes it, saying as she does so,
"Very well. You can pay your rent to me from now
on - I'm up the stairs." With that, she heads upstairs. Colin
stands there, looking thoughtful.
Susan sets down a tray of tea things in the lounge room at Dural.
As she does so, Gordon comments, "I thought Beryl was going
back to Melbourne." Susan explains, "She decided to
stay; make sure I was OK." Wayne walks in from the kitchen
as Gordon tells Susan, "It seems silly for her to
sleep at the mansion when you're the reason she's in Sydney. Tell
her to come over here." Susan smiles, "I will.
Thanks. It'll be nice to see Robert." She doesn't notice
the brief look of annoyance that crosses Wayne's face. As Wayne
sits down with Susan, Gordon asks, "Did you two have a chance
to talk at Woombai?" Wayne just looks at Susan. Gordon asks,
"And?" Susan tells him, "We're going to have the
baby." Gordon smiles, "You've made a future grandfather
very happy!" Susan grins, "Wayne's already talking about
schools... colleges... doctors... He's way ahead of me!"
Wayne, however, mutters darkly, "I have to be: I
might only be around for a few more years and I'm going to make
sure the baby's set up with everything." Gordon
comments, "Taking a dim view of things, aren't you?"
Wayne retorts, "It's on the cards - same as it'll be for
the baby." Gordon insists, "Doesn't mean the
baby has to have more than any other child." Wayne,
however, mutters, "If he only lives 'til 30, I'm going to
make sure those thirty years are the best." Susan,
looking surprised, comments, "I don't understand: what do
you mean by 'the best'?" Wayne explains, "Enough money
for the kid to be able to buy anything he wants." Gordon
remarks, "The family's hardly poor; I don't see
that's a problem." Wayne, however, retorts, "I'm
talking about money made by me. Something the baby will
be proud of." Gordon points out, "You are
making money." Wayne mutters, "Through the company,
yeah. Inherited money's different, dad. I want to start
a business of my own - from scratch. What do
you say? All I need is some capital to start with." Susan
says quickly, "There's more to being a father than money.
You can't buy the child's affection." Wayne insists,
"I know. I'm going to do it right in every other
way - but the kid has to be financially secure." Gordon comments,
"You're asking a lot of yourself." Wayne, however, tells
him, "I can do it. I can borrow from the company to start
with." Gordon asks, "How much? We're fairly heavily
committed at the moment." Wayne retorts, "We can pull
out of something - the Reserve, say. I'll have the money we put
aside for that." Gordon remarks, "You can't
be serious. Owen has his heart set on that. Anyway, I
think it's very promising." Wayne, however, insists, "The
return will take years. I'm talking about high-risk
ventures with fast pay-offs." Gordon, however, says, "No.
I'm sorry. I couldn't. You'd get more capital from that bad-debt
list you bought. Follow that up. It's worth three
times the Reserve."
Beryl is sitting on the floor in Fiona's room at the mansion,
dressing Robert. She then turns to Janice and asks, "Do you
know any childcare centres round here? As I'm going to be in Sydney
for a while I thought I might as well enrol him." Janice
tells her, "There's one out at Edgecliffe, I think. Rawson
Street, on the corner. Maybe Owen will drive you there now?"
Owen, however, is sitting at the desk, working on his model of
the Reserve, and he murmurs, "I've got to finish this first."
Janice sighs, "For goodness' sake, Owen, take a break; the
model looks fine." Owen, however, retorts, "It
has to be perfect: I'm showing it to Wayne and Gordon
this afternoon." At that moment, the door to the room opens
and Gordon steps inside, smiling, "Knock knock!" Janice
comments, "Speak of the devil!" Gordon looks at Beryl
and tells her, "Susan and I thought you should come to Dural;
it's more practical to be under the same roof." Beryl murmurs,
"Thankyou, Gordon, but I don't think Wayne would be too keen."
Gordon insists, "Nonsense, he's fine." Beryl, however,
says, "Still, it might make things uncomfortable. Next time."
Gordon accepts this, reluctantly. He then turns to Owen and looks
at the model of the Reserve. Owen explains, "It isn't finished
yet. You weren't supposed to see it 'til this afternoon."
Gordon comments, "Very impressive - although maybe the fence
is a little high." Owen, looking put-out, gasps, "Gordon,
trust me. I know what I'm doing." Turning back to
Beryl, Gordon tries, "You can't be persuaded, eh?" Beryl
replies, "No - but you could give us a lift to the
play-centre, if you wouldn't mind!" With that, she and Gordon
Ginny is talking on the 'phone in room 37 at Seabreeze Towers.
She's saying, "Righty-o. Thanks. I'll tell him." She
hangs up and then says to Craig, "That was Alison. She spoke
to David this morning; told him about Hopkins being at the guest
house." Craig gasps, "David knows where I am?"
Ginny insists, "No harm." Craig, however, retorts, "Like
hell. He thinks I'm a ratbag for not facing
the police. He'll probably come up here and bawl me out."
Ginny insists, "Don't worry - he's too busy with his new
job at the pub." Craig asks in surprise, "Which
pub?" Ginny explains, "Where your mum drank. He's trying
to find out who knows what - and if anyone does, maybe Hopkins
did do it on his own." Craig, however, sighs, "No,
I still don't believe that. He's just not the sort of guy who'd...
Oh, I don't know... this is all driving me crazy. I'm so sick
of being cooped up here." Ginny suggests, "Could be
worse - you mightn't even have me." Craig, however,
ignores this, going on curtly, "What really gets
me is that everybody else is out there trying to clear my name
and I'm stuck in here like a useless lump. How about
we go back to the mansion? At least I had more room - and I could
talk to people." Ginny points out, "The police
will be watching the place like hawks." Craig reminds her,
"There's no reason to, anymore: Fiona's in England,
remember?" Ginny asks, "What about Hopkins?" Craig
replies, "He might've checked out. Come on... I'll go nuts
if I stay here." Ginny hesitates and then says, "Tell
you what: to make you happy, I'll go over and suss it out. But
don't get your hopes up: if Hopkins is still there, you're staying
Colin Hopkins is talking on the public 'phone in the corridor
at the mansion, growling, "I've been trying to find
him, Jean. Getting in's not the problem... there might be others
inside, as well." He listens and then mutters, "Alright,
alright, alright, I will. Some people left there a few minutes
ago; I'll give it a go now... Alright, you don't have to remind
me. I know what happens if I blow it." With that, he hangs
up. He then turns and looks at the door to Fiona's room. He pauses
before going and knocking on the door. There's no answer: the
room is empty. He opens the door and steps inside, looking around
carefully as he does so. He closes the door and creeps forward.
He tiptoes over to the desk, opens the drawer and looks inside.
He then closes it and then picks up a bag that's lying nearby.
It's Beryl's suitcase. He undoes the zip and looks inside. He
doesn't notice as the door to the room opens suddenly and Janice
demands, "What on earth do you think you're doing?"
A few moments later, Janice marches in and snaps, "I demand
an explanation." Colin says quickly, "I, um, came around
to pay the rent. I saw the door open and I thought I could leave
a cheque on the desk." Janice looks at the desk and mutters,
"I don't see any cheque." Colin blusters, "I wasn't
sure if this was the right room or not, so I thought I'd check
the name tag." Janice glares at him and snaps, "Rubbish.
I told you my room was upstairs. I don't know what you're
up to, Mr. Smith, but it looks very much like stealing. If you're
not off the premises in ten minutes, I'll call the police."
Colin says quickly, "Don't do that. Please, don't do that."
Janice snaps, "Then leave." Colin walks out of the room,
Wayne is sitting on the couch in the lounge room at Dural, looking
through some sheets of paper. Susan joins him and asks him what
he's up to. He sighs, "Going through these bad debts. Trying
to scrape up some capital. It's not easy." Susan picks up
a file and starts reading through it. After a few seconds, she
gasps, "How many of them are for $50,000?" Wayne, looking
surprised, comments, "I haven't come across anything worth
more than a few hundred yet." Susan points to an
entry in the folder and smiles, "Try ' Multi Sport Gym'."
Wayne looks and comments, "You're right." Susan
laughs, "Of course!" She then adds seriously, "Seems
strange, though: most gyms are doing well these days."
Wayne muses, "It could be made to do well."
He then smiles, "You think you're pretty clever, don't you?!"
Susan grins, "Just call me 'Hawkeye Hamilton'!"
Janice is sitting at the desk in Fiona's room when there's a
knock on the door and Ginny comes in. Janice asks her what she
can do for her. Ginny replies, "For starters, I could handle
a hundred bucks and a night on the tiles." Janice stares
at her blankly! Ginny then explains seriously, "I came to
see if a guy called Colin Smith is still here." Janice retorts
curtly, "No, he isn't." She then adds, "What do
you want to see him for? He's nothing but trouble." Ginny
asks, "What happened?" Janice explains, "I caught
him ferreting through Beryl's suitcase." Ginny gasps, "Dead
set." Janice adds, "Of course, I ordered him off the
premises immediately. Can't have thieves in the house."
Ginny nods, "Fair enough, too." Janice asks warily,
"He's not a friend of yours?" Ginny, however,
says, "No way. Glad to see he's gone." With
that, she heads out, smiling, "Thanks. See you later."
As Ginny arrives back at room 37 in Seabreeze Towers, Craig runs
up to her and demands, "Is he still there?" Ginny hesitates
and then says, "Well, um... 'fraid so." Craig curses,
"Damn it." Ginny goes on, "Looks like you're stuck
here. Come on, it's not so bad: there's heaps
we can do." Craig demands, "Like what?" Ginny suggests,
"Game of cards? Not Snap or Patience; a decent game
- like Strip Poker." A look of surprise crosses Craig's face.
He pauses and then says, "Alright. On one condition: my rules."
Ginny smiles, "They'd better be good!"
An middle-aged man is sitting on the couch in the lounge room
at Dural, smoking. Wayne hands him a cup of tea and tells him,
"I've purchased a debtor list - and your gymnasium is on
it." The man says quickly, "You know the kind of difficulties
I've been having then?" Wayne replies, "I sympathise
- although I'm sure you'd understand that now the money is owed
to me I have to ask you to repay it." The man stares
at him and says, "Listen: the fitness business has its ups
and downs. You get the new equipment, they love you; someone else
gets newer stuff, they leave you. Simple as that. I need some
time to get back on top, that's all." Wayne, picking up the
file, says, "I wish I could oblige, Mr. Corbett, but I see
from the records the debt's been outstanding for eighteen months.
I can't wait any longer; I need a repayment by next week."
Corbett retorts, "I can't do it. I've got an overdraft as
long as your arm as it is. You'll get your money; have
a little patience." Wayne tells him, "In that case,
I'll make you an offer: you sign over the gym to me and I'll cancel
the debt and pay the balance of your overdraft." Corbett
stares at him and mutters, "You can't be serious. I couldn't
possibly." Wayne, however, insists, "I'm deadly
serious. There's no option." Corbett growls, "It doesn't
matter. I won't do it." Wayne warns, "If I drag this
through the courts, you'll lose the lot and still
be in financial difficulty, My proposal's generous by
comparison." Corbett hesitates and then mutters, "Yes.
Well. I don't seem to have any choice." Wayne tells him,
"It would be better for everyone if we make the transition
as swift as possible. I'll send over my lawyer in the morning
with the papers." With that, he heads over to the lounge
room doors, opens then and lets Corbett out. Gordon walks in as
he goes. As Wayne closes the doors again, Gordon asks him, "Who
was that?" Wayne replies quickly, "Nobody.
Salesman." He then asks, "Where you been?" Gordon
tells him, "Over at the mansion. I saw Owen. He's getting
very jumpy about the Reserve." Wayne asks, "What's the
problem?" Gordon murmurs, "I'm not sure. Impatient for
construction to begin, I suppose." He adds, "I can't
say that I blame him - we've been talking about it for months."
Wayne murmurs, "Plenty of time." Gordon, however, tells
him, "No, he's right, Wayne. I want you to go over there
this afternoon and tell him that we're going ahead." Wayne
looks at his father sharply as Gordon goes on, "I know you're
against the proposal, but I've made up my mind - so why don't
you be the bearer of good tidings, OK?" Wayne just mutters,
Ginny is sitting at the table in room 37 at Seabreeze Towers.
She's shuffling a deck of cards. Craig emerges suddenly from the
bedroom, wearing several layers of clothing! Ginny laughs, "You
look an idiot!" She then hands him the cards and tells him,
"Your deal." He starts dealing, chuckling as he does
so. Ginny asks, "What?" Craig tells her, "I was
thinking: imagine if Debbie walked in now." Ginny's face
drops. Craig goes on, "Probably love it. We play
crazy games all the time!" Ginny just mutters, "Don't
try and distract me." She then puts down some of her cards
and mutters, "Three."
Owen is sitting with the model of the Nature Reserve in Fiona's
room at the mansion. Janice opens the door to find Wayne standing
there. He tells her that he's come to see Owen - alone. He adds
that they won't be long. Janice leaves the room. When she's gone,
Owen indicates the model and smiles at Wayne, "Here it is:
it's all finished. I'm sure you'll--" Wayne interrupts him,
though, and says curtly, "There's no need to show me: we've
made a decision." Owen queries, "Oh?" Wayne tells
him, "You can stop work. The project's off."
Owen, looking shocked, gasps, "I don't understand."
Wayne retorts, "Simple. The Sanctuary's scrapped."
Owen protests, "But Gordon said it was great; he
said--" Wayne interrupts and retorts, "He's changed
his mind." Owen hesitates and then snaps, "No. It's
you. You decided, didn't you?"
Wayne just retorts, "It doesn't matter who decided.
The result's the same." Owen, standing up, mutters, "I
won't accept that - not until I've talked to Gordon." He
goes to walk out. Wayne, however, grabs his arm and threatens,
"You kick up a fuss, Owen, and I'll kick back - a lot harder."
Owen starts to say, "I hope you're not implying--" Wayne
interrupts again and snarls, "You keep your mouth shut or
you'll find out exactly what I mean." With that,
he walks over to the door, turning just to add curtly, "All
you need to know is: the project's off." He heads
out, leaving Owen looking devastated.
At Seabreeze Towers, Ginny is wearing most of her clothes still;
Craig has had to remove most of his and is sitting topless and
without shoes and socks! Ginny declares her latest hand, smiling,
"I've got a full house. Now you're in trouble!"
Craig suggests, "Let's call it quits." Ginny, however,
insists, "No way! Come on: off with the jeans!" Craig
goes to undo them. Ginny, however, smiles after a few seconds,
"Alright, we'll pack it in! You're lucky I'm soft!"
Craig comments, "Got to admit: you're a lot softer than I
thought." Ginny stares at him and he adds quickly,
"Don't get me wrong: I'm beginning to realise I'm
not so tough, either." Ginny tells him, "You've had
a rough trot; it would get to anybody." Craig tells
her, "It never has before - over the last couple
of years I've learnt to look after myself. It just feels wrong
having David and Debbie out there working for me." Ginny
replies, "I know what you mean: I grew up the same."
Craig comments, "You would've had parents, though."
Ginny tells him, "Been in and out of Homes for years."
Looking surprised, Craig remarks, "I never realised."
He then adds, "This might sound strange, but it's good
to be with someone who understands." Ginny smiles, "You're
not such bad company yourself." Craig tells her,
"I'm glad you're here. I hadn't got round to thanking you
before. You've been great. Thanks." With that, he takes her
hand and kisses it. Ginny stares at him...
At the mansion, Owen is ripping apart his model of the Nature
Reserve when the door to Fiona's room opens and Janice walks in.
She asks, "What's the verdict?" Owen snaps, "It's
off. The whole project is off." Janice, looking
astonished, asks, "Why?" Owen retorts, "Because
Wayne said. 'Just shelve the project and shut up'." Janice
gasps, "You can't let him treat you like that." Owen,
however, snaps, "I've got to. He's got the authority;
there's nothing else I can do." Janice growls, "There
certainly is: you go straight over and speak to Gordon."
Owen mutters, "I'd only make a fool of myself." Janice
sighs, "Owen, you're doing it again." Owen snaps, "What?"
Janice retorts, "Letting people walk all over you. Remember
telling me how you never learned to stand up for yourself? Well,
now's the time you did. Wayne's a perfect example."
Owen sighs, "I don't know what I can do." Janice, however,
snaps, "Don't be ridiculous. You have spent hours
on this project. He can't throw it away without an explanation."
Owen stares at her and then nods, "You're right. I'll go
and see Gordon right now." He heads out.
A short time later, Owen is marching up the driveway towards
Dural when a hand reaches out from some nearby bushes and grabs
him. The hand belongs to Wayne, and he snarls, "Where do
you think you're going?" Owen retorts, "I'm
going to see Gordon." Wayne snaps, "Like hell.
You've got a short memory." Owen insists, "You can intimidate
me, Wayne." Wayne, however, removes Owen's glasses, throws
them a few yards away and threatens, "You take one step toward
that house and you're history." Owen crouches down
on the ground and starts feeling his way forward along the grass.
As he does so, he cries, "Do what you want. I don't care,
but you're not putting me off. I'm going to find out why you cancelled
the Reserve." He finds his glasses and picks them up. He
stands up again as Wayne snarls, "Maybe you wouldn't be so
gung-ho if Janice started getting hurt." Owen cries,
"Leave her out of this." Wayne, however, growls, "That's
up to you." Owen insists, "I won't be bullied."
Wayne, however, grabs the lapels of his jacket and snarls, "The
best thing you can do, Owen, is go back to the mansion,
pack your things and leave - and if you whisper one word about
the Reserve, Janice will wish she'd never met you..."