Wayne snarls slowly, "Richard is my son."
Fiona retorts, "Wayne, I know it's hard for you to accept--"
Wayne ignores her and says to Michael instead, "Just in case
we can't find his mother, can we keep trying to get the blood
from somewhere else?" Michael nods, "I was going to
suggest that, to be on the safe side." Wayne tells him, "I'll
go and see if there's any word on Moya turning up." With
that, he walks off. Fiona sighs heavily and says to Michael, "It's
hard for Wayne to accept. He's lost Susan and the baby; to lose
Tick as well would destroy him. I can't say I like
him or respect him, but no man deserves what he's
going through at the moment." Looking uncomfortable, Michael
murmurs, "I'll try and hurry up the blood supply." With
that, he walks off, leaving Fiona looking worried.
Wayne opens the door to Tick's room and steps inside. Tick is
lying unconscious in his bed. Wayne takes off his jacket and sits
down on a chair next to the bed. He starts stroking Tick's brow.
He then tells the boy softly, "We're doing our best to find
your mum. She'll be here soon to give some blood for you. The
doctor says he's getting some for you, too. You've got to live,
Richard. We've got so much to do together. Thought the day would
never come when I had my own son... but you are my son;
it doesn't matter what anybody else says. You are. You're
all I've got..."
In Melbourne, Andy is fiddling with the knob on the front of
a CB radio. He's standing with Craig in the kitchen at Caroline's.
Craig tells him, "I got it for almost nothing." Andy
mutters, "Yeah? I think you might have paid too much for
it!" Craig retorts indignantly, "There's nothing wrong
with it. It works." Andy mutters, "For how long?"
Craig sighs, "Stop being so negative. All you have to do
is stay by the 'phones while I'm out doing the driving; take the
orders, then you radio them through. I pick up the pizzas
from the shop and deliver them to the customers. It's a piece
of cake." Andy muses, "It sounds reasonable,
but how do the people know about it, though?" Craig
explains, "I've already been around to the pizza parlours
and put up signs. You wait: they'll call!" A female voice
starts speaking through the radio suddenly, saying, "Hi there,
anybody! I'm in the mood to wiggle my lips and waggle my hips!
Anyone copy?" Andy puts the handset to his mouth and replies,
"Yeah, breaker breaker, what's your handle?" The woman
tells him, "'Banana Fudge'. What's yours, beautiful?"
Andy hesitates only briefly before saying, "'Chocolate Topping'.
Sounds like we'd go well together, hey?!" Craig warns him,
"Cut it out; we've got work to do." The woman, though,
says to Andy, "I like your place in space, Chocolate Topping.
What's your word on an eyeball?" Andy murmurs to Craig, "That
must mean a date." He then says to the woman, "Ten-four,
Banana Fudge. You've got the break; now call the tune." Craig
reaches out to the CB set suddenly and switches it off. Andy glares
at him and snaps, "What do you think you're doing? I was
doing alright there!" Craig retorts, "That's
not going to sell many pizzas." Andy shrugs, "No, but
it's going to be a lot of fun!" Craig stands there, looking
A while later, Craig approaches Debbie at the stud. She's hard
at work, cleaning a saddle. As she spots Craig, she smiles, "What
are you doing here?" Craig tells her, "I just
wanted to let you know that the business starts rolling at lunchtime
- if Andy can operate the radio properly!" Debbie says, "I
wish I could come with you in the car; actually, I could speed
things up a bit: you do all the driving, I do
the running in and out with the pizzas...!" Craig laughs,
"I don't know if there's going to be that many deliveries
to start with." Debbie, however, insists, "There will
be. It's a brilliant idea!" She then adds, "Actually,
can I come with you? Just for a while?" Craig nods, "I
guess you could come during your lunch break." Debbie exclaims,
"Terrific! I can eat lunch on the way!" The stud owner
walks over to them suddenly, looking annoyed as he watches them
laughing and messing about. He snaps, "OK, that's enough
fooling around." He then tells Craig curtly, "You've
been spending too much time taking her mind off the job lately,
young fella." Debbie explains quickly, "He just had
something important to tell me." The owner mutters sourly,
"Oh yeah?" He walks off. Craig and Debbie burst out
Wayne is pacing the corridor at the hospital. Fiona is standing
with him, and she says, "Would you like another cup of coffee?"
Wayne, who's already holding a cup, doesn't respond. He just murmurs,
"How much longer?" Fiona sighs, "Oh, Wayne.
Don't pin your hopes on Moya." Wayne insists, "She'll
be here on time; she has to be." Michael walks up
to them suddenly and says, "Good news: we've managed to get
onto some blood. It's in Tasmania, but it'll be here in a couple
of hours." Wayne exclaims, "A couple of hours?
That's no use. You might as well cancel it:
his mother will be here shortly." Michael just murmurs,
"I'll leave the order as it is. It won't hurt to have a supply,
anyway." He walks off, into Tick's room. Wayne looks at Fiona
and tells her, "It's going to be alright." At that moment,
Moya comes round the corner. Wayne looks at her and says, "About
time. Everything's set. He'll be OK as long as you can
give him some blood. Yours should match his; it's a rare one."
Looking nervous, Moya tells him, "That could be difficult."
Wayne demands, "Why?" Moya replies quickly, "I
haven't been well lately. I don't think I could take
it." Fiona says curtly, "You mean your blood won't match,
don't you?" Moya snaps, "Of course not."
Fiona just sighs, "Oh, Wayne. If she was his real
mother, do you honestly think she'd be trying to get out of giving
him her blood?" Wayne says tersely, "Moya, Richard is
critical." Moya just repeats, "I told
you: I haven't been well. It could do the boy more harm than good."
Fiona suggests pointedly, "Why don't you have a blood test
and let the doctors decide?" Moya says quickly,
"No - it wouldn't do any good." Wayne stares at her
as he mouths, "You mean he's not your son..."
Looking at Fiona in confusion, he cries, "I saw the birth
certificate. He has to be." Fiona sighs, "Wayne,
will you listen to me? Alison was going to try and con
you; convince you that Tick was your son - but her conscience
got the better of her and she decided she couldn't use the child
like that, so she pulled away." Wayne gasps, "Then why
did it turn out like it did?" Fiona explains uncomfortably,
"Tick overheard her saying she wasn't going ahead with it
and that he'd have to go to a Home and... we've got one very sharp
little fellow in there, so he decided to try it on himself."
Wayne protests, "The birth certificate--" Fiona interrupts
and explains, "That means you do have a son out
there, somewhere - but it isn't Tick." Wayne looks at Moya
and demands angrily, "Where's my son?" Moya just retorts,
"If you want to know that, it's going to cost."
Fiona glares at her and growls, "You are a real charmer,
aren't you? Don't fall for it, Wayne; you've got no guarantee
she's not going to con you again. All she wants is the
money." Moya, looking at Wayne, says, "You
want your son, don't you?" Fiona tells Wayne, "You've
got a little boy in there who needs you - now. The only
reason he did what he did was because he wanted somebody to love
him. You're not going to let him down, are you?" Wayne looks
at Moya and then back at Fiona. He then heads into Tick's room.
Fiona glares at Moya and snaps, "A real class act through-and-through,
aren't you, Moya? I just hope you're feeling proud of
In Tick's room, Michael is checking Tick's heartbeat. He looks
round at Wayne and asks, "Has his mother arrived yet?"
Wayne sighs, "She's not his mother." Michael asks, "What
about Tick's real parents? Do you know who they are?
Where they might be?" Wayne shrugs, "No idea."
Michael looks at his watch and comments, "The blood from
Tasmania should be here soon." Wayne asks, "Will he
pull through?" Michael tells him, "We'll do our best;
you know that." He then asks Wayne, "What are you
going to do?" Wayne murmurs, "He's a good kid. I don't
know." Michael pats him on the shoulder and says, "I'll
leave you two together for a while." He leaves the room.
Wayne stands there, staring down at the unconscious Tick.
Beryl and Gordon are playing with Robert and one of his toy cars
in the lounge room at Dural. As they do so, Gordon comments to
Beryl, "Must have been terrible for you, losing
him the way you did." Beryl asks, "The kidnapping?"
Gordon nods, "Yes. I don't know how you stood up to the pressure."
Beryl, sitting down with him, admits, "I didn't.
And I thought the whole thing was happening all over again
when Wayne--" She breaks off as she realises what she's said.
She adds uncertainly, "...took him." Gordon stares at
her and asks in surprise, "Wayne took him?"
Beryl just says quickly, "I thought we might go for a drive
this afternoon. What do you think?" Gordon, however, pushes,
"Beryl, answer the question." Beryl sits there and explains
hesitantly, "It was before the wedding. Wayne took Robert
- or, rather, had him taken - to force me to tell him
where Glen was." Gordon, looking shocked, murmurs,
"I can't believe it." Beryl goes on, "I
told him Glen was in Bali and he gave Robert back. He said he
wouldn't have kept him or harmed him in any way, but I wasn't
going to take the risk." Gordon asks gently, "Why didn't
you say something? You could've told me."
Beryl just asks sharply, "Would you have believed
me at the time? No, I couldn't tell anybody. I was afraid
for Robert and I had no proof that Wayne was behind it."
Gordon puts his head in his hands and murmurs, "I can't begin
to tell you how ashamed I feel. I don't know how I can ever make
it up to you, but I'm certainly going to try." Beryl
insists quickly, "You don't have to feel guilty, Gordon;
it has nothing to do with you." Gordon, however,
tells her, "Whether I like it or not, Wayne is my son - and
as the days go by, I'm more and more ashamed of the fact."
Wayne is pacing the hospital corridor again. Fiona is still standing
with him, and she asks, "What are you going to say
to the boy, Wayne? If you turn your back on him, it's going to
hurt him so much. He'll spend the rest of his life thinking love
only comes with conditions." Wayne just growls, "I'll
make up my own mind, thanks." Michael walks up to
them suddenly. Wayne asks, "Any news?" Michael tells
him, "We can go ahead. The blood's arrived." Wayne says
quickly, "I'll go and see him." With that, he heads
off into Tick's room, leaving Michael to ask Fiona, "How
is he?" Fiona sighs, "I really don't know. Confused...
upset - naturally. Why are things so complicated?" She then
adds, "It's a pity you're not Tick's father: you'd
make a wonderful dad!" Michael laughs, "What are you
trying to do to me? Too soon for the wife and kid yet,
thanks!" Fiona comments, "I thought you'd have the girls
round you like flies!" Michael shrugs, "Doesn't
mean I have to marry one of them!" Fiona smiles,
"Confirmed bachelor, are you?!" Michael muses, "I
haven't decided. I'll think about it when I've got enough behind
me - probably about 35!" With that, he turns and heads off
to get back to work.
Craig pulls up at the stud in his 'new' second-hand car and climbs
out. He's wearing a black suit with a bow-tie. Debbie walks over
to him and smiles, "Hey, I like your outfit! Where did you
get that?" Craig explains, "The op shop. I saw it on
the way back this morning." Debbie smiles, "It looks
great!" She goes to climb into the car. The stud
owner walks over suddenly, though, and demands of her, "Where
do you think you're going?" Debbie explains, "Craig's
taking me for a drive during my lunch break." The owner snaps,
"Who says it's your lunch break?" Debbie points out,
"It's 12:30." The owner retorts, "You haven't finished
what you're doing around here, yet." Debbie tells
him, "I can do that when I come back. It won't take long.
I'm only going to be gone the hour." Looking exasperated,
the owner growls, "The reason nothing ever gets done
around this place is because employees decide on their
breaks. I'm the one who decides, right?" Craig says,
"Don't be too tough on her." The owner, however, retorts,
"I pay her wages, mate." Debbie says,
"I'm sorry - I'll work twice as hard when I get back. Please?
See, Craig's driven all the way out here to pick me up."
The owner snaps, "It's not as though it's the first
time it's happened, Debbie." Debbie tells him, "I'll
be back on time - I promise." The owner warns, "If you're
not, you can look for another job." Debbie sighs, "OK.
Fair enough." She turns to Craig and then says, "Come
on." They climb in the car, leaving the owner looking annoyed.
Andy has the radio on in the kitchen at Caroline's. The 'phone
rings suddenly and he goes and picks it up, answering it with,
"Speedy Pizzas!... Yes, we can manage that... One King Americana
with anchovies and egg - from Mario's Pizza Bar. Address please?"
He writes down what he's told and then says, "OK. In about
a half an hour." He hangs up and then picks up the CB radio.
He says into the handset, "Speedy Pizzas. Come in. Craig,
are you there?" In the car, Craig looks at Debbie and then
picks up the CB handset. He says, "Got you, Andy. What's
the order?" There's silence from the radio, though. Craig
says, "Andy? Can you hear me?" There's still silence.
Craig shakes the radio in annoyance. Andy's voice comes on suddenly,
saying, "One Americano with anchovies and egg. Mario's Pizza
Joint. For Jenkins, 5 Clifton Street." Craig tells him, "Got
you that time. On our way." He puts the radio down and says
to Debbie happily, "It's going to work!" Debbie grins,
"Of course it is!"
Gordon and Beryl walk into the lounge room at Dural, wearing
outdoor jackets. Beryl tells Gordon, "He gets cranky
if he doesn't have a nap." Gordon muses, "Like most
children." He then asks, "Is there anything you wanted
to tell me about Wayne taking Robert?" Beryl, however, retorts,
"No. As I told you before, Fiona never really knew the whole
story. Robert had been returned, so I just kept my mouth shut."
Looking annoyed, Gordon snaps, "I still find it so hard to
accept. Of all the things he's ever done, this
has got to be the cruellest." Beryl warns him quickly,
"Don't upset yourself, Gordon; it's not good for you."
Gordon, however, insists, "I'll be fine." The front
door opens suddenly and Wayne walks in. He heads into the lounge
room and says a weary, "G'day." Gordon comments to him,
"You didn't come home last night." Wayne explains, "Richard
had a relapse. He's been in a coma for the last twelve
hours." Looking shocked, Gordon asks, "Is he alright
now?" Wayne nods, "I think he'll be OK. He's
got a pretty rare blood group; had to have some flown in from
Tasmania... I'm just going to grab a shower and change my clothes
and head back to the hospital." He goes to walk out of the
room. Gordon, however, says sharply, "Beryl just told me
about you having young Robert abducted." Wayne turns and
stares at him. Gordon asks, "You going to deny it?"
Wayne says hesitantly, "I, er..." Gordon growls, "You
disgust me." Wayne insists, "I wouldn't have
done him any harm. It was for Susan. I loved
her. I couldn't let Glen have her." Gordon snaps,
"And you think that justifies having a child taken?
Did it cross your mind to think about Beryl?" Wayne
snarls, "Oh yeah, good old Beryl. Good old Bigmouth
Beryl." Glaring at Beryl, he goes on furiously,
"You've been biding your time, haven't you? Waiting to drop
me in it when it suited you. You'd do anything to come
between me and my father." Beryl retorts, "That's not
true, Wayne. I mentioned it by accident - and your father
naturally wanted to know the whole story." Wayne snarls,
"He had to drag it out of you, too, didn't he?"
Gordon, however, snaps at his son, "Beryl had nothing to
do with it. It's you, Wayne: you can't help yourself
hurting people, can you?" Wayne glares
at him and spits, "You'll never understand me."
With that, he turns and walks out. Gordon yells at him, "Come
back here." Wayne just ignores him. Beryl says gently, "Let
him go, Gordon. No harm was done, and I'm sure Wayne regrets it
ever happened. Gordon just murmurs, "Does he? I'm
not too sure." Beryl suggests, "Come and sit down. It's
no good getting yourself angry." They sit down on the couch
and Gordon sighs, "I must've gone wrong somewhere.
I just don't know where." Beryl comments, "I
think Patricia could take most of the blame." Gordon,
however, insists, "No, no, it's me. I'm
his father. I should've seen what was happening all those
years ago." Beryl tells him softly, "What's done is
done. The important time is now." Gordon smiles
at her weakly and nods, "Yes, of course. You're right. I'm
just glad to have you here with me."
Sometime later, Wayne arrives back at the hospital. Fiona is
still standing in the corridor outside Tick's room and Wayne asks
her, "Anything happened?" Fiona tells him, "We're
still waiting on the result of the blood transfusion." She
then asks, "Your father and Beryl at the house?" Wayne
mutters, "They certainly were."
Andy is cooking some food on the stove at the dingy flat. The
'phone rings suddenly and he goes and answers it. It's another
customer and he takes down their name and address. As he does
so, he looks over warily at the stove, where a pan of water is
about to boil over. He takes down the customer's order and tells
them, "In about half an hour. Bye." He hangs up and
goes and removes the pan from the hob. As soon as he's done this,
the 'phone rings again. It's another order. He looks over at the
stove again. The contents of another pan are about to boil try.
He takes the caller's details and then dashes over to the stove
again. As he takes the second pan off the stove, he repeats the
second order and address to himself several times. Before he can
write it down, though, Craig comes on the CB radio, saying, "Mobile
to Speedy. Any new orders, Andy?" Andy tells Craig the customers'
addresses. Craig then asks, "And the pizzas?" Andy gives
him the pizzas' names - but mixes up who wants which one. Craig
nods, "Got you." The 'phone rings again and Andy answers
it wearily. He then writes down, "Double cheese and anchovies."
In the car, Craig says to Debbie, "It's going well,
eh?" Debbie nods, "It's great - and Andy's
doing a good job." Craig tells her, "I have to admit,
he is." Debbie says, "I knew he would
At the flat, Andy hangs up the 'phone and dashes over to the
stove again. One of the hobs is smoking and he quickly turns off
the power. He then sighs to himself, "What else
can burn or boil over?" He dashes out to the hallway - and
trips over and falls onto the floor!
Debbie is standing with a tough-looking male customer. He opens
his pizza box and then snaps, "What's this rubbish?
I ordered a Mario special with black olives." Looking taken
aback, Debbie murmurs, "Oh, oh, sorry, I must've got it mixed
up with another order. I'll fix it up for you."
The man warns curtly, "You'd better, sweetheart,
or that's the last order from me." Debbie walks
off. She heads over to the car and tells Craig, "It's the
wrong order. Andy must have made some mistake writing it down."
Craig suggests, "Or he got the orders round the wrong way."
He picks up the CB radio and says, "Mobile to Speedy."
There's no response. He growls to himself, "It's carked it.
Dammit." Debbie tells him, "Calm down; we'll work out
something." Craig points out, "We have to get you back
to work before we do anything." Debbie says, "Don't
worry: I'll ring my boss; get the afternoon off; help you sort
out this mess." Craig points out, "He mightn't take
that too well. You could lose your job." Debbie,
however, insists, "I'll be able to talk him into it - truly."
Craig smiles, "It's good to have you around."
At Caroline's, Andy places a Post-It note alongside
several others on the kitchen table. He has his arm in a makeshift
sling. Craig and Debbie walk in suddenly and Craig demands of
Andy, "What the hell do you think you're doing?" In
reply, Andy asks, "What are you both doing here?
Aren't you supposed to be out on the road?" Debbie
looks at his sling and asks, "What have you done to your
arm?" Andy explains, "I slipped and sprained it."
Craig snaps at him, "Instead of grooving around the kitchen,
why don't you concentrate on your job?" He turns off the
radio, angrily. Andy mutters, "Cool it. What's the problem?"
Debbie sighs, "You mucked up all the orders, Andy."
Craig adds, "The whole business would've gone down the drain
if Debbie wouldn't have taken the afternoon off to sort it out."
Andy comments, "It would've only been a couple,
wouldn't it? I mean--" Craig interrupts and snaps at him,
"Fourteen orders, Andy. That's a few more than a
'couple'." He then indicates Debbie, going on, "And
because she took time off to help me, she's lost her
job." Andy looks at Debbie and gasps, "You got the sack?"
Debbie nods her head at him, slowly. Andy stands there, looking
Wayne and Fiona are standing in the corridor at the hospital
when Moya Brinkley walks up to them and says, "Wayne, can
we talk?" The two of them take a couple of steps away from
Fiona and Wayne demands, "What do you want now?"
Moya tells him, "I just thought you might have made a decision
whether you want to know where your son is or not." Wayne
mutters, "I haven't decided." Moya warns him, "You'd
better decide in a hurry. This is a once-only offer." Fiona
walks up to them, looking astonished, as Moya goes on, "Your
real son for a tidy chunk of the Hamilton fortune." Fiona
says quickly, "Don't be crazy, Wayne. She could be lying;
she's done it once before. That boy in there--" she indicates
Tick's room "--is relying on you. You've loved him
like a son. Don't let him down."
A few moments later, Wayne snaps at Moya, "Fiona's right.
How do I know whether you're telling the truth? Even if you are,
how do I know what my real son's like? Tick's a good kid. He needs
me. I mightn't be his real father, but I feel like I
am." Moya warns him curtly, "You'll regret this. You'll
never find out now - no matter how much money you gave
me." Wayne just glares at her and snarls, "Get out of
here, Moya." Moya turns and walks away. Wayne stands there,
looking furious. Fiona says softly, "I'm sure you've done
the right thing." Wayne just replies, "Excuse me - there's
something I have to do." He turns and walks into Tick's room.
Beryl is pacing the lounge room floor at Dural. Gordon walks
in from the hallway and comments, "You look worried."
Beryl tells him, "I've been thinking: that argument you had
with Wayne... it's no good, Gordon: I don't want to be the cause
of such bad blood between you." Gordon, however, insists,
"It wasn't your fault; it was the truth
- and it just brought a lot of other things to a head." He
then changes the subject quickly and says, "I've been thinking:
I promised you we wouldn't live in the same house as Wayne, so
I've made a decision for both of us: we'll go to Woombai
as soon as possible, if that's alright with you." Beryl smiles,
"That's fine with me!" Gordon tells her, "Good
- I'm glad you agree."
As Wayne walks into Tick's room at the hospital, he finds Michael
standing by Tick's bed. Tick is lying there, his eyes open, and
Michael smiles, "Just the man we want to see!" Wayne
asks, "What's the position?" Michael replies, "The
blood transfusion did the trick." Looking at Tick, he adds,
"Didn't it, mate?" Tick nods, "I feel
good." Wayne smiles, "That's the best news I've had
in days; no - years!" He sits down at Tick's
bedside and goes on, "Don't you ever scare me like that again,
will you?!" Tick replies, "I won't." He then adds,
"Still want me, don't you?" Stroking
Tick's hair, Wayne smiles, "Sure I do. I'll be around for
as long as you want." He then looks at Michael and murmurs,
The front door opens at Caroline's and Debbie and Craig walk
in. Debbie says uncertainly, "I hope Caroline and Doug don't
mind me crashing here the night." Craig insists, "Of
course not." Debbie goes on, "Ever since you raised
it, I've been wondering just what I am going to do about
where to live." Craig tells her, "You can stay here
for a while." Debbie sighs, "Yeah, but I can't expect
them to put me up for long, though. It's just that flats
are so expensive, and I'd really rather not have one
of those scungy little bedsits." Craig tells her, "I
did have another idea." Debbie says, "Yeah?
What?" Craig replies, "It's a well-known fact that two
people can live cheaper than one - so how about we get a flat
together?" Debbie stares at him in surprise.