Susan gasps, "Who does he think he's kidding?" Caroline,
however, suggests, "Let's not worry about that at the moment.
You take off and we'll meet back in Charcoal Street, next to the
coffee shop, alright?" With that, she heads back inside the
house, leaving Susan standing on the step looking worried. She
leans against the wall by the window, craning to hear what's said.
Inside, Caroline puts down her keys noisily. At the kitchen table,
Wayne looks round sharply and then marches out to the lounge room
and demands of Caroline, "What the devil are you
doing here?" Caroline retorts, "I told Beryl I'd keep
an eye on the house - for intruders..." Wayne growls,
"I'm part of the family." Caroline, however,
snarls, "Don't make me sick. Do you really think you'd be
welcome here after driving Susan to her death?"
Susan listens outside as Wayne retorts, "You have no right
to say that." Caroline asks breezily, "Why?
Too close to the truth?" Wayne growls, "I loved
her." Caroline snaps, "You call it 'love' when you had
to trick her into marrying you? Paying Maria to say that
she'd had Glen's baby? Why did you destroy Glen's evidence?"
Wayne retorts, "He was interfering. Trying to break us up.
He was wrecking Susan's life." Outside, a look of shock crosses
Susan's face as Caroline comments sourly, "So, it was all
for Susan?" Wayne just growls, "You wouldn't
understand." Caroline snaps, "You're right: I don't."
Wayne goes on angrily, "Anyway, what does it matter? It's
all been for nothing." Caroline smiles, "All that scheming
down the drain. Poor Wayne!" Wayne, however, snaps, "She'd
be alive today if Glen hadn't kept on interfering."
Outside, Susan steps back, slowly, as Caroline tells Wayne, "Come
on, don't blame Glen. It's your fault. You even
tried to use her to put me away. Scaring your own wife
with death threats and cut brake lines. Where's the love in that?"
A while later, Susan is standing by the coffee shop when Caroline
joins her and asks quickly, "You OK?" Susan murmurs,
"I'm fine." Caroline tells her, "He should be gone
by now." They start walking along, slowly, and Susan cries,
"I trusted that liar. To think of all the sympathy
I wasted on him. I tried so hard to make our marriage
work - and to think I could've been with Glen all the time..."
Caroline points out, "So, now you've made the break. Glen's
still around." Susan just mutters, "You seriously
think he'd be interested?" Caroline doesn't respond. Instead,
she asks, "Would you like me to go home with you?" Susan,
however, murmurs, "No." Caroline says, "I'll see
you at six, then. I'll pick you up." Susan looks at her blankly
and Caroline reminds her, "The group therapy session."
Susan sighs, "I don't think I want to go."
Caroline insists, "It'll do you good." Susan hesitates
and them murmurs,"OK." With that, Caroline leaves her
A short time later, Caroline walks into a restaurant and joins
Doug at a table. As she sits down, she smiles, "Let's have
something decadent: champagne!" Doug asks, "Are we celebrating?"
Caroline nods, "Yes." Doug asks in surprise, "Why?"
Caroline tells him, "I managed to get a lot done this morning.
Besides, I've decided to take your advice and enrol in group therapy
classes. That'll ensure I keep out of your hair for at least one
whole evening every week!" She then indicates a large mobile
'phone on the table and asks what it's for. Doug explains, "I
have to 'phone the agent about the land. The problem is no one
wants to fork out the capital. Old Doug's too big a risk..."
Caroline suggests to him, "Maybe you should take
the risk? You've always said that you don't get anywhere unless
you take the ride." Doug shrugs, "It would be a pretty
big gamble, considering the amount. I'd need--" Caroline
interrupts and says, "Don't tell me! I'm sure you'll get
it somehow!" Changing the subject, Doug asks her when her
therapy class is. She replies, "Starts tonight." Doug
comments, "You don't waste time. I won't
either." Caroline grins, "That sounds more like the
Doug I know!" She then announces, "I'm going to freshen
up while you hatch your master scheme. If the waitress comes back,
could you order me a crab salad?" With that, she stands up
and heads off. Doug picks up the mobile 'phone and dials a number.
When the call is answered, he says, "Billie? It's Doug. Listen,
can you come around to my place in an hour?" He listens to
the response and then tells her, "Forget it. This is much
An hour later, in the lounge room at Caroline's, Doug pours Billie
a drink and hands it to her as he says, "I've been thinking
over your little idea about how to make a quick buck." Billie
prompts, "Keep talking." Doug announces grandiosely,
"We are opening a casino. Here. Tonight!" Billie stares
at him and asks, "Why the change of heart?" Doug explains,
"I need the money. Besides, I feel like some excitement."
Billie asks, "What's Caroline think about it?"
Doug replies, "She doesn't know." Billie muses, "That
will add to the excitement!" Doug insists, "It's under
control. She's got a group therapy class every week. They make
a night of it - you know: supper, the works. She won't be back
until after midnight." Billie murmurs in concern, "Still
cutting it fine." Doug, however, insists, "We'll be
alright. Anyway, it's only for a few weeks, until I get the money
I need." Billie smiles, "You've got it all worked out
- except for one thing: me." Doug tells her, "You're
the sexy croupier." Billie says indignantly, "Hey! Until
you quit, where's that leave me?" Doug
assures her, "Sitting pretty. You'll know a whole string
of well-heeled gamblers who trust you. They'll go wherever you
set up next." Billie, nodding her head slowly, muses, "It
might work." Doug tells her, "Of course it'll
work - and you'll have your own casino in no time!"
Billie just suggests, "Let's get this one off the
A while later, Doug walks into an office with a young businessman,
who's saying, "They're putting up six houses a week out there."
Doug comments, "It looked like most of the roads
are finished, too." The man nods, "They are."
As the two of them sit down at the businessman's desk, Doug remarks,
"I can see it five years from now: a regular suburb. I'll
put a deposit on it right away." With that, he takes out
his chequebook. The man tells him, "The land's going at 4.75.
That makes the deposit forty-seven and a half." Looking suddenly
concerned, Doug says, "How about forty thousand?
It's all I've arranged for." The man, however, replies, "I'm
sorry, but the holding deposit has to be at least one per cent."
Doug asks, "Will you accept $40,000 and the balance in the
morning?" The man pauses and then replies, "Make it
ten thousand tomorrow." Doug warns, "Hang on..."
The man, however, tells him, "We're talking about a bargain.
It's $50,000 to hold it overnight." Doug finishes writing
the cheque and smiles, "It's a deal. I'll be back tomorrow
morning with the rest of the money." He hands over the cheque
and shakes the man's hand. He then heads to the office door and
opens it - to find Wayne standing there, about to head in. Wayne
looks at Doug and spits, "You never learn, do you?"
Doug, however, retorts, "I'm one step ahead of you, mate.
I know that much." With that, he walks off. Wayne
walks over to the man behind the desk and, holding out his hand,
says, "Wayne Hamilton." The man shakes his hand and
replies, "Tony Driscoll. What can I do for you?" Wayne
sits down and explains, "I'm interested in the land Fletcher's
after." Driscoll tells him, "He just put a holding deposit
on it." Wayne asks, "What's the development potential?"
Driscoll replies, "If you know what you're doing, it's a
goldmine." Wayne smiles nastily and tells Driscoll, "I'd
like to see it." Driscoll points out, "I just said--"
Wayne interrupts, however, and retorts, "I know
what you said. What's the land worth?" Driscoll
replies, "4.75." Wayne suggests, "How about I round
that up to $5m? Forget about Fletcher's piddling holding deposit.
If the land's as good as you say, I'll give you ten per cent:
half a million." Driscoll asks in surprise, "Now?"
Wayne nods, "Bank cheque." Looking astonished, Driscoll
comments, "That's some proposition." Wayne just retorts,
"It's business. After all, we're not running charities,
are we?" Driscoll stares at him and then says, "I'll
arrange a flying inspection right away." Wayne smiles at
Susan creeps slowly into the lounge room at Beryl's and looks
around. The house is empty. She heads into the kitchen, where
she spots some screwed-up sheets of paper on the table. She picks
one up, unscrews it and and sits down to read it:
'She was gentle. She was caring. All the time I knew how
she never said a bad word about anyone. Made me think no one could
be that perfect. Maybe I think I only say that because I loved
her. I did love her. She was the closest thing to perfection
Susan screws the paper up again, suddenly and throws it on the
floor, looking upset.
In the lounge room at Dural, Beryl hands Gordon a letter and
tells him, "It's from England. Kevin and Lynn." Gordon
reads the letter as Beryl goes on sadly, "Why do they accept
the fact that she's dead, without a second thought?" Gordon
points out, "They're just expressing their sympathy."
Beryl sighs, "I realise that, Gordon, but it sounds so final.
How do they know? We don't know." Gordon
tells her gently, "Hoping against hope is only going to prolong
the agony. A memorial service would help. I think we should set
a date for it." Beryl staring at the floor, sadly, murmurs,
"Yes, you're right. It's time to accept that she's gone...
time to get on with living..." Gordon reaches out his hand
to her. She takes it with a weak smile.
It's evening-time. Doug is lying on the couch in the lounge room
at Caroline's when Caroline walks in, ready to go out. She gives
Doug a kiss and tells him, "Don't wait up. I'll be late."
Doug replies, "Have a nice time." With that, Caroline
heads out. As soon as she's gone, Doug leaps up from the couch
and starts rearranging the furniture.
Gordon is sitting on the couch in the lounge room at Dural, staring
into space. He has a sheet of paper in his hand. Beryl walks in
from the hallway and says warily, "Am I interrupting?"
Gordon looks at her and replies quickly, "No, no, not at
all." Beryl is holding a piece of paper on her own. It has
a list of names on it, and she explains, "It's for Susan's
service. I keep thinking I might have forgotten someone."
As Gordon takes the list, the front door opens and Wayne walks
in. He calls, "I'm back!" Gordon just mutters, "Wayne."
Wayne walks into the lounge room and smiles, "Hello, Beryl!"
Beryl growls, "Wayne." Gordon asks his son, "Good
trip?" Wayne grins, "A breeze." He heads behind
the bar and offers, "A drink, anyone?" Beryl, however,
retorts, "I'm just about to make some tea." She heads
off to the kitchen. Gordon looks at his son, who says, "I've
got the land! Doug Fletcher won't know what hit him!"
Gordon turns away and says, "I saw our solicitor this afternoon.
You lied to me." He holds out his sheet of paper
and points out to Wayne, "The waiver that you said Charlie
never signed." A look of guilt crosses Wayne's face. Gordon
demands, "Well?" Wayne says, "I couldn't
have told you about it because you would've made me rip it up."
Gordon retorts, "Too right I would've. You do not
cheat on people - in particularly our friends."
Wayne insists, "I was protecting the company. You know what
Charlie's like when it comes to business. I couldn't take the
risk - and as it turns out, I was proved right: Charlie
bankrupted the gym with her crazy spending." Gordon
snaps, "Maybe the waiver makes good business sense, but I
don't approve of your underhand methods." Wayne mutters,
"I had no choice." Gordon retorts, "Then you should
never have been involved in the first place." Wayne
says quickly, "If it'll make you feel any better, we'll help
her out; cover her losses. When the profits start rolling in from
the land deal, we'll give her a loan. Easy terms." Gordon
tells him curtly, "That's the least we can do."
A game of pontoon is in full swing in the lounge room at Caroline's.
Billie deals cards to a number of men sat around a circular table.
Doug wanders around the table, watching.
Sometime later, one of the men puts it $200 worth of chips. He's
dealt another card, but has to fold. Billie looks at Doug and
gives him a knowing wink.
Gordon and Beryl are at the dining table at Dural when Wayne
walks in and says to Gordon, "I'm on my way to see Tick.
Any messages from grandpa?" Beryl says suddenly, "I
forgot the cake server," and she walks off to the kitchen.
When she's gone, Wayne comments to his father, "Doesn't let
up, does she? Can't even bear to be in the same room
as me." Gordon points out, "She's had a lot to put up
with, lately." Wayne, however, snaps, "We've all
had a lot to put up with. What makes Beryl so special?
I loved Susan just as much as she did." Gordon growls,
"Some people might have trouble believing that,
considering what you put the poor woman through in the last days
of her life." Wayne demands, "What are you talking about?"
Gordon retorts, "Beryl told me." Wayne snaps,
"And you believe her?" Gordon nods, "Yes."
Wayne stares at him and snaps, "Susan had to be taught a
lesson. What sort of mother would she have made if she thought
she could run off with every other guy who came along? I was thinking
about our child. He deserved better than that.
That's why I got Charlie to sign the waiver, too. If she had sent
us broke, what sort of financial security could I have offered
my family? None." Gordon just sighs, "All that
reasoning sounds rather sick to me. You're acting
like God instead of a husband. Nobody has that
right." Wayne just snarls, "You think what you like.
Seems you and Beryl make a pretty good pair these days."
With that, he storms out, leaving Gordon looking thoughtful.
Caroline and Susan arrive back at Beryl's. As they head inside,
Susan says, "Want a cup of something?" Caroline, however,
replies, "Better not. I'm late enough as it is."
Susan comments with a smile, "That woman must have described
practically every day in her deprived childhood!" Caroline
muses, "Yes, we certainly got the complete treatment, didn't
we?!" Susan, sitting down on the couch, sighs, "At least
she talked. I don't think it's worth
it - for me, I mean. I'm just not the sort of person
who lets things out." Caroline suggests, "Maybe once
you learn to trust the others a bit...?" Susan, however,
goes on, "All my private feelings about Glen and Wayne...
I don't think so." Caroline suggests, "Then how about
we forget these sessions - for a few weeks, at least?" Susan
insists, "You shouldn't stop because of me."
Caroline, however, tells her, "I don't really need
them. I'm just doing them to please Doug - and to give
you a bit of moral support. I'd be just as happy spending my time
At Caroline's, Doug piles an ashtray and some empty
glasses on a tray and struggles to carry it out to the kitchen.
Billie is spraying air freshener around in the lounge room. Doug
walks back in and warns, "Don't overdo it." He then
adds in concern, "Look at the time." Billie asks, "When's
she due?" Doug retorts, "Twenty minutes ago." As
they pull the couch back into place, Billie remarks, "You
do live dangerously!" Doug retorts, "I didn't plan on
our guests insisting they stay." Billie points out,
"You can hardly blame them after losing so much
- especially Nugget." Doug comments, "There's
always next week." Billie tells him "They'll
be here, don't worry. It's the only reason they left."
They put the coffee table back into place as Billie adds, "I
didn't know Aussies were such big spenders!" Doug
smiles, "We did alright!" Billie nods, "Yeah, we
made a pile - and when word spreads, a buck's deluxe!" Doug,
however, warns, "Don't get carried away: we're not going
to be doing this for too long. This is too dangerous." At
that moment, they hear a car pull up outside. Doug tells Billie
quickly, "You go!" Billie grabs up her things and dashes
out as Doug puts the last of the furniture back into place. He
then clambers onto the couch, pulls a blanket over himself and
pretends to be dozing. Caroline enters the house, heads into the
lounge room and sits on the arm of the couch. She starts stroking
Doug's face. He 'stirs' and smiles, "Hi, darling. How are
you?" Caroline points out warmly, "I told you not to
stay up!" Doug insists, "It's alright. I went to sleep,
anyway." Caroline sniffs suddenly and asks, "What's
that smell? Sort of a... lemony." Doug explains quickly,
"I had to spray the place out. I had a cooking disaster."
Caroline looks at him in surprise and he adds, "I got hungry,
so I decided to make some scones. Burnt the lot." Caroline
queries in surprise, "Scones? There are plenty of
biscuits." Doug insists, "I just felt like
scones." He then changes the subject quickly and
asks, "How was class?" Caroline replies, "Fine
- expect the friend I go with, she probably won't be going again.
So I think I might drop out, too." Doug, looking
horrified, cries, "You can't!" Caroline looks
at him in surprise. He adds quickly, "I mean, you've only
just started." Caroline shrugs, "It'll depend
on my friend." She then asks, "You coming to bed?"
Doug nods, "I'll see you there." With that, Caroline
walks off, leaving Doug looking worried.
The next morning, Doug knocks on the door of Tony Driscoll's
office and steps inside. Driscoll smiles, "Right on time!"
Doug, holding out a cheque, tells him, "The early bird catches
the worm... and that should wrap it up." He hands over the
cheque. Driscoll takes it and says, "You've got yourself
a real bargain, you know?" He then adds, "You beat the
competition by the skin of your teeth, incidentally." Doug
smiles, "Great!" With that, he heads out again. As soon
as he's gone, Driscoll goes over to his 'phone and dials a number.
When the call is answered, he says, "Hello. Alison Carr?
Tony Driscoll... He certainly did, Miss. Carr - he came in yesterday,
right after Doug Fletcher left... First Hamilton upped the price,
then he handed over a bank cheque for half a million... That's
right: it was like taking candy from a baby... Fletcher? Yeah,
he came in this morning. I gave him the bad news... He was disappointed;
still that's not our problem, is it?... No worries, Miss. Carr,
it was my pleasure. I'll send you a postcard from Switzerland.
Bye bye." With that, he hangs up, looking very pleased with
Beryl is sitting on the couch in the lounge room at Dural. She
has some of Susan's clothes in front of her. Gordon is standing
with her and he asks, "How much are you keeping?" Beryl
murmurs, "Only a few things. The rest I'll send off to some
charity; someone might as well get some use out of them."
Gordon tells her, "You know that you could've left
it?" Beryl, however, insists quietly, "No, no, I wanted
to do it. I had to do it." She then goes on, "You've
been very good to me, Gordon." Gordon sitting down, replies,
"I'm just glad to think that you could... well, trust
me, I suppose." He pauses before adding, "I feel guilty."
Beryl looks at him in surprise and asks, "Why?"
Gordon tells her, "When you enjoy somebody's company...;
when you enjoy being with someone, you keep making up
excuses to be in the same room as them. I enjoy being with you.
It's just dreadful to think that it's taken something
so very tragic to make me realise how much I care about
you. That reason for being in the same room..." He adds quickly,
"If you want me to stop, say so. I don't want to end up embarrassing
you." Beryl just stares at him. Gordon then goes on, "If
ever this was the wrong time to bring something up, this must
be it, but I realise that life is full of lost opportunities and
I don't want this one to pass me by; it's too important. We two
have been through some pretty rough times lately, and I think
we both deserve better than that. I love you,
Beryl. I love you for what you are and everything that you stand
for, and I'd be very honoured if you'd be my wife." Beryl
continues to stare at him. Gordon smiles, "You don't have
to answer straight away." Beryl, however, tells him quickly,
"No, no, I know what I'd like to say. I'd love
to marry you, Gordon - but I can't."