Wayne stands up and starts running away from the sniper's bullets. He dashes past Gordon and Fiona, pushing Fiona out of the way and causing her handbag to fly into a nearby bush. He runs into the courthouse as two police officers make their way past him in the opposite direction to chase down the attacker. Gordon and Fiona follow Wayne into the courthouse, Gordon snapping at his son as they do so, "You nearly got Fiona killed." Wayne just retorts, "I wasn't stopping for her. Whoever it was wasn't interested in her; they were shooting at me." Susan runs in as Fiona comments sourly, "That's what I like about you, Wayne: you're such a true gentleman!" Susan looks at Gordon and pants, "You OK?" Gordon nods, "Yes, I'm fine. How about you?" Susan replies, "I'm just scared." She then asks, "Fiona?" Fiona tells her, "I'm just a bit puffed." Susan ignores Wayne, causing him to snap, "Thanks for the concern." Susan growls, "I'm just sorry whoever it was didn't get you." Wayne retorts, "There's no doubt about who it was: one of Doug Fletcher's hoons. If you think they're going to stop me saying what I've come here to say, you'd better think again." Gordon, looking furious, starts to snarl, "Why, you vindictive--" Beryl's defence barrister and Andy walk up suddenly and the barrister interrupts and says to Gordon sternly, "Mr. Hamilton, there's already been one attack on a witness; we don't need another." Wayne snaps at the barrister, "Damn right there's been an attack - and it's them behind it." He indicates Gordon, Fiona and Susan. He then goes on, "Get them to call it off, otherwise you'll have more trouble in there than you'll know what to do with." With that, he storms off. Gordon muses in concern, "What the hell did he mean by that?" Susan cries at the defence barrister, "They couldn't use it against mum, could they?" The barrister, however, tells her, "If the prosecution wants to push it, there's a good case for intimidation of the witness." Andy chips in suddenly, "You all need your heads read. That's not going to stop Wayne." Fiona glares at him and snaps, "If you think any of us are behind it, you're further gone than I imagined." The defence barrister asks, "Were any of you behind it." Gordon snaps at him, "Oh, for heaven's sake, don't be ridiculous." The barrister insists quickly, "I had to ask, that's all." He then asks, "Who's this 'Doug Fletcher'?" Gordon explains hesitantly, "He's a friend of ours who tried to scare Wayne into changing his story. It was only a bluff; he had no intention of doing anything." The barrister raises his eyebrows and asks, "Really?" Fiona insists, "You can't think that Doug Fletcher would hire a hitman; you can't think that any of us would." The barrister comments, "That would rule out intimidation, then." Susan asks, "Which leaves?" The barrister declares, "The person who shot Wayne in the first place. Whoever it is may just have done your mother a huge favour." Susan turns and smiles at Fiona weakly.

A short time later, the defence barrister and Gordon walk into the prisoners' waiting room. Beryl is standing in there and she asks quickly, "What is it? I heard shooting." Gordon tells her, "Don't worry; no one's hurt." Beryl asks, "Who was it?" The barrister replies, "We don't know; they were after Wayne. It could be just what you need, too: they're saying you wanted to kill him, but quite obviously someone else does as well. That should be enough to create a doubt in any jury's mind." Beryl comments, "It sounds too good to be true." Looking at Gordon, she adds, "And none of you--" Gordon interrupts and assures her, "Of course we didn't!" Beryl explains, "I said to Susie yesterday that the only thing that could save me was another attempt on Wayne." The barrister tells her, "They've all assured me they had nothing to do with it." Gordon smiles at Beryl, "Don't worry: it's exactly as it seems like. I'm sure that's the way the jury will see it." With that, he puts his arms round her and gives her a hug.

Andy is standing in the main corridor of the courthouse, staring into space. Susan is sitting nearby, with Fiona. They both stand up and Susan glares at Andy. He turns and walks off. He glances at Wayne, who's standing nearby. Wayne steps away from him, looking nervous. Standing with Susan, Fiona murmurs, "Couldn't happen to a nicer person." Susan looks at her blankly and asks, "What?" Fiona explains, "Wayne. He's terrified. Everybody that passes is a potential killer to him." Susan turns to glare at Wayne and growls, "Good." Wayne becomes aware of the eyes on him. He snaps at both Fiona and Susan, "What are you two looking at?" Fiona retorts, "We'll give you three little guesses!" Wayne mutters, "You're a riot, Fiona. You should be in showbiz - I understand you had a good act in the old days: always left your customers asking for more!" Looking shocked, Susan warns, "Wayne!" Wayne looks at her and growls, "You're not much better, either: Miss. Adultery 1987. It's a joke: an ex-pro, a lousy wife and a rotten father all going hammer-and-tongs trying to keep the original Earth Mother out of jail. It would be funny if it wasn't so pathetic." Susan snarls, "At least we can sleep at night. My one consolation is that whoever's after you is going to finish the job. You might get your cake, but you're not going to eat it." Wayne demands, "What's that supposed to mean?" Susan tells him, "If mum gets convicted--" Fiona interjects, "Which is highly unlikely." Susan nods, "Right. But whatever happens, you're still going to have a crazy out there looking through his gun sights. You'll spend your whole time worrying about who it is and when they'll fire. You're going to be spending the rest of your life running scared, and I, for one, couldn't be happier." Wayne stares at her. He then takes a couple of steps forward and says coldly, "I'm going to get up on that stand and I'm going to swear blind that Beryl shot me - and I'm going to enjoy every minute of you bawling your eyes out when they say she's guilty; because I can look after myself on the outside - but can she look after herself on the inside? That's the question you've got to ask. I know where I'd rather be." With that, he walks off, leaving Susan looking anguished.

A short time later, Gordon is standing with Fiona and Susan when Wayne approaches with the prosecution barrister. Gordon asks, "Any news from the police?" The barrister replies, "They haven't found the marksman, if that's what you mean." Wayne demands, "Do they know anything?" The barrister tells him, "Not that I've been told." He then adds, "Can I have a private word with you, please, Mr. Hamilton?" Wayne nods, "Sure." The two of them step to one side, leaving Fiona to murmur darkly, "Don't they make a lovely couple!" Gordon points out, "The prosecutor is just doing his job." Fiona mutters, "Does he have to do it with so much relish?" Standing with his barrister, Wayne hisses, "I want police protection." The barrister, however, warns him, "As soon as you ask for that, you're admitting there's someone you need protecting from." Wayne growls quietly, "I'm the one being shot at." The barrister retorts, "The point is by whom. Have you been lying to me, Mr. Hamilton?" Wayne hisses, "Of course I haven't." The barrister tells him, "The defence is going to pull you apart on the stand to try and prove that the attack was another attempt by the person who shot you before. If he can catch you in any sort of contradiction, then Mrs. Hamilton's in the clear." Wayne insists curtly, "I'm telling the truth." The barrister warns, "You'd better be." Looking annoyed, Wayne growls, "I thought you were supposed to be on my side." The barrister just says, "I'm here to see justice done. I happen to think, from the evidence, that Mrs. Hamilton is guilty. I think that the shooting just now was an attempt to intimidate you into changing your testimony - but if I find I'm wrong, I'll prosecute you with as much zeal as I am Mrs. Hamilton. Now, just to ease my mind, you are telling the truth, aren't you?" Wayne looks him in the eye and says, "Beryl shot me - and that's what I'll be saying on the stand." The barrister nods, "Good." With that, he walks over to the others and announces, "Court's about to resume." As they go to head into courtroom 2, Gordon tells Susan, "Good luck on the stand. Stay calm and do your best." Susan, however, looking at Wayne, replies, "I'll do better than that. Mum's going to get off; I know she is." With that, Fiona and Gordon head into the courtroom, leaving Susan and Andy standing in the corridor with Wayne. Andy comments sourly of Fiona, "Every time she walks past me it's as if she's got a bad smell under her nose." Susan growls, "Can you blame her?" Andy retorts, "I have not done anything to hurt anyone." Susan looks at Wayne and snaps, "You've been mixed up with him." Andy growls, "I can't help it if I've been called for a witness." Susan glares at him and mutters, "Stop whining, Andy." She marches off. Wayne muses, "Looks like you're stuck with my company, Andy." Andy comments sourly, "I reckon that's how I earned my bad name." Wayne remarks, "At least I pay well - speaking of which, I'm in the market for another bodyguard." Andy's eyes widen and he laughs, "Me? You want me to work for you again?!" Wayne tells him, "Double the money." Andy, however, retorts, "They hate me enough as it is. I'd never live down another stint working for you." Wayne just hisses, "Wake up. Do you want the money or don't you? You're not going to live it down anyway." Andy looks at him and then nods, "You know, you're right. OK. What have I got to lose?"

Inside the courtroom, Fiona and Gordon are sitting staring at the Judge as he says, "A shooting incident on the steps of the court has been brought to my notice. It would appear that the target of the attack was a witness in this case. The police are investigating and I'm adjourning this court until tomorrow morning, when I'll have the results of their enquiries. I wish to point out at this time, however, that interfering with a Crown witness is a very serious offence - and should that prove to have been what took place, and the evidence points to any party, then I can assure all present that charges will be laid and that the offender or offenders will be punished to the full letter of the law. This court is adourned until ten o'clock tomorrow morning."

A short time later, Gordon is sitting with Beryl in the prisoners' waiting room. The defence barrister is with them. Beryl is sighing, "All it means is more waiting. I'd rather have it over and done with." Gordon, however, tells her, "I'd rather see you free and clear, and anything that helps that is fine by me." Beryl cries, "Yes, but will it?" Gordon just soothes, "Come on. Think positively." Beryl smiles, "Thank goodness you're with me." She then hesitates before going on, "There is something I haven't told you: when I was first arrested, when everything looked so black, your support was wonderful - but part of me wanted David with me." Gordon assures her, "That's understandable." Beryl continues, "Whether it is or not, it worried me. I felt that it reflected on my love for you. I've been thinking lately, though: if David was to turn up, I'd be pleased, but I love you. If anything's come out of this ghastly mess, it's the realisation of just how much."

It's nighttime when the front door opens at Dural and Wayne and Andy walk in. Wayne switches on the lights and tells Andy, "Check the house." Andy asks, "You got a gun?" Wayne nods, "In the study. Left-hand drawer." Andy heads in there. Wayne heads into the lounge room, switches on the lights and goes to the bar to pour himself a scotch. Andy walks in, holding a gun and commenting, "I feel strange with this." Wayne warns him, "Just don't feel strange if you have to use it." Looking at the scotch, Andy says, "I'll join you." Wayne snaps quickly, "Check the house first." Andy, however, growls, "Let's get the power base right, buster: you need me, not vice versa. Drink then search, alright?" Wayne glares at him and pours another glass of scotch. He goes and sits down as he mutters, "Can't blame me for being edgy - but this should help calm my nerves." He picks up a bullet-proof vest that he brought in with him and starts strapping it to his body. Andy looks at it and smiles, "I don't think it'll really take off!" Wayne, however, growls, "I'm not in the mood, Andy. As long as it does its job." He adds angrily, "Drink your drink and go." Andy chuckles, "You know what your problem is? No sense of humour!" Wayne, however, snaps, "It's a bit hard having a sense of humour when there's someone out there trying to kill you. I'll wear anything if it stops a bullet." Andy smiles, "I can see you now: bullet-proof longjohns. Very sexy!" Wayne glares at him. Andy takes the hint and heads towards the hallway, adding quickly, "I'm going." Wayne just says coldly, "If there is someone in the house and you do happen to run up against him and he does happen to shoot you, I'll tell you what - I'll write your epitaph: 'He laughed when I bought a bullet-proof vest, But I'm not the one with a hole in my chest.' Chuckle over that one." Andy turns and heads out of the room.

The next morning, Wayne walks downstairs and calls, "Andy?" Andy emerges from the lounge room, groaning, "All I want to do is curl up and go to sleep." Wayne comments, "I slept fine." Andy points out sourly, "You weren't the one being paid to stay awake, were you?" Wayne smiles, "I'm glad to see you take your duties so seriously. You ready?" Andy nods,"As ready as I'll ever be." Wayne then says, "I hope you're really going to give it to her on the stand today." Andy retorts, "I'll be telling the truth - which is more than you'll be doing." Wayne comments, "I'm sure you can slant the truth to make it sound much worse than it perhaps is." Andy, however, snaps, "Why? I like Beryl." Wayne tells him, "Could mean a bonus..." Andy just retorts, "Money can only buy so much, Wayne." Wayne mutters, "They treat you like dirt and you still want to help them?" Andy says curtly, "Beryl has never treated me badly." Wayne asks, "What about Susan and Fiona and dad? They haven't exactly been all joy and light, lately, have they?" Andy points out, "They're not Beryl. I'll take your money to keep you from being blown away, but there's no way I'll take it to help you hurt her. I will be telling the truth, unslanted, unbiased, un-everything." Wayne stands there, looking annoyed.

A while later, Andy is sitting in the witness box in courtroom 2. The prosecution barrister is saying to him, "You were in Mr. Hamilton's employ for sometime. That's correct, isn't it, Mr. Green?" Andy nods, "Yes." The barrister continues, "And you frequently saw him with his mother-in-law, did you not?" Andy replies, "Yes." The barrister then asks, "Would you describe their relationship as... 'amicable'?" Andy says, "No, but they were--" The barrister interrupts and says curtly, "A simple yes or no will do, Mr. Green." Andy sighs and replies, "Yes." The barrister then carries on, "I'd like to take you back to the time of your employer's marriage to his wife, Susan: Mrs. Hamilton - then Mrs. Palmer - was very opposed to that marriage, was she not?" Andy nods, "Yes." The barrister presses, "Actively opposed." Looking blank, Andy asks, "What do you mean?" The barrister asks, "Did she actively conspire to thwart the marriage?" The defence barrister calls suddenly, "Objection, Your Honour. The defendant's behaviour around the period of Mr. and Mrs. Hamilton's courtship is irrelevant to the case. That was over a year ago." The prosecution barrister, however, explains to the Judge, "I'm trying to establish a history of animosity, Your Honour. Because it is a motive, I consider it very relevant to the period of the shooting." The Judge nods, "Proceed." The prosecution barrister looks back at Andy and says, "I repeat, Mr. Green: did Mrs. Hamilton conspire to stop her daughter marrying Wayne Hamilton?" Andy starts to say, "Well she wasn't very happy about the situ--" The barrister, however, interrupts says curtly, "Yes or no, Mr. Green." Andy sighs heavily before replying, "Yes, she did." From where she's seated, Beryl gasps, "He's lying." The Judge looks at her and warns, "Mrs. Hamilton, you'll have your chance to speak later. Until then, please remain silent." Beryl cries, "But it's not true." The Judge glares at her and warns, "Mrs. Hamilton, if you refuse to remain silent, I'll have you removed from the court." He then turns back to the defence barrister and says, "Continue." The barrister says, "Thankyou. I simply wish to establish what Mrs. Hamilton is capable of." Turning back to Andy, he carries on, "Her daugher was engaged to be married, but she was actively conspiring to see the engagement broken off and her daughter married to another man, wasn't she?" Andy replies, "That makes it sound a bit worse--" The barrister interrupts and repeats, "Yes or no, Mr. Green." Andy sighs, "Yes." The barrister continues, "Would you say Mrs. Hamilton retained this dislike of her son-in-law over the year following his marriage to her daughter? Prior to the shooting, what would you say her attitude was towards Wayne?" Andy admits, "She hated him." There are mutterings around the courtroom. Gordon glances across at Beryl, who looks downcast.

Wayne is leaning against a wall out in the corridor. Susan is pacing the floor. The door to the courtroom opens suddenly and an usher says, "Mrs. Susan Hamilton?" Susan looks at him and nods, "Yes." As the usher heads back into the courtroom, Susan says quietly to Wayne, "It's too late to save any feeling between us - but it isn't too late to save mum. Don't do it to her - please." Wayne shrugs, "That's out of my hands, now, isn't it?" Susan cries, "I'm trying to appeal to your decency." Wayne, however, retorts, "I don't know the word - and neither do you. After some of the stunts you've pulled, you're as bad as I am. I genuinely loved you." Susan appeals, "If there's a shred of that love left - one scrap of it - you'll go in there and clear mum's name." Wayne just looks away. Susan glares at him and then growls, "We don't need your help, anyway. She's innocent and we'll get her off." Wayne just smiles, "Sure you will." With that, Susan heads into the courtroom.

A short time later, Susan is sitting in the witness box. The prosecution barrister is saying to her, "In other words, Mrs. Hamilton, you blamed your husband for the loss of the baby." Susan nods, "Yes." The barrister adds, "And for the death of Mr. Glen Young." Susan nods, "Yes." The barrister continues, "You felt a great deal of animosity towards your husband." Susan replies, "Yes." The barrister carries on, "Which your mother shared." Susan retorts, "It wasn't just mum; dozens of people hate him." The Judge warns quickly, "Mrs. Hamilton, please answer the question." Susan cries, "He's trying to twist everything." The Judge, however, tells her curtly, "Simply answer the questions as put to you." The prosecution barrister says, "I repeat, Mrs. Hamilton: your mother shared your animosity towards your husband." Susan nods, "Yes." The barrister then goes on, "You are a wealthy woman, are you not, Mrs. Hamilton?" Susan replies, "Yes." The barrister continues, "And you would like nothing better than to see your mother acquitted of the charge that has been laid against her." Susan cries, "I want to see justice done - and yes, that's the same as seeing my mother acquitted." There are mutterings around the courtroom. The Judge warns Susan, "Mrs. Hamilton, it isn't your place to tell the court where the justice of this case lies." The barrister looks back at Susan and says, "You would do anything to see your mother acquitted, would you not, Mrs. Hamilton?" Susan nods, "Yes." The barrister then asks curtly, "Did you hire someone to shoot at your husband, yesterday, outside the court, to intimidate him into silence on the witness stand?" The defence barrister snaps suddenly, "I object most strongly, Your Honour." The Judge warns the prosecution barrister sternly, "Mr. Davies, kindly refrain from that particular line of questioning. As I informed the court this morning, the police have so far been unable to establish any link between the shooting and anyone present in court. All inference is therefore totally inappropriate. I will instruct the jury to disregard it." The prosecution barrister says, "I apologise, Your Honour." The Judge then announces, "This court will now recess for lunch. I trust, when we return, both you and the witness, Mr. Davies, will comport yourselves in a manner more fitting a court of law." With that, he stands up and leaves the courtroom. Fiona whispers gleefully to Gordon, "It's good to see the little wit get some of his own medicine." Gordon, however, replies glumly, "He made his point, though, didn't he?"

It's later that day. Wayne is in the witness box. The prosecution barrister is saying to him, "I won't keep you long, Mr. Hamilton. In fact, I have only one question. Would you look around the court? Is the person who shot you in the room?" Wayne looks over towards Beryl. Gordon stares at his son. Wayne doesn't respond. The barrister presses, "Mr. Hamilton, if your assailant is in the courtroom, would you identify him or her?" Wayne starts thinking back to out in the corridor and Susan crying, "I'm trying to appeal to your decency." The barrister says again, more tersely, "Mr. Hamilton..." Wayne hesitates before replying, "I... think I made a mistake with my statement. I can't be sure if Beryl shot me. I can't remember who did." There are gasps from around the courtroom. The prosecution barrister glares at him. The defence barrister sits there looking surprised. Gordon and Fiona sit there looking astonished. They glance at each other. Susan sits there, open-mouthed. Beryl sits with a frown on her face.

It's evening-time again when the front door opens at Dural and Wayne bursts in, followed by Andy, who's saying, "I cannot work you out, mate." Wayne retorts, "It's what everyone wanted, isn't it?" Andy nods, "Sure, but it's a hell of a turnabout." Wayne shrugs, "Maybe I just don't want to wear a bullet-proof vest for the rest of my life?" Andy, however, suggests, "Or maybe you're finally realised what you were going to lose. That's it, isn't it? When it came to the crunch, you knew that, if you lied, it would have been the last you saw of Susan - and your dad." Wayne glares at him and retorts, "It's bad enough when you're being a smart-aleck; you're pathetic when you're being Dear Abby." With that, he marches out of the room.

Susan is sitting in the prisoners' waiting room at the courthouse. Beryl is pacing the floor as Susan tells her, "There's no way they can find you guilty now." Beryl, however, replies, "The prosecutor could still convince the jury that Wayne's been intimidated." Standing up, Susan points out, "He's tried pretty hard already. As long as Wayne keeps saying he can't remember, their strongest piece of evidence is down the drain - and once you've been on the stand tomorrow--" Beryl interrupts and smiles, "Once they see my honest face, you mean?!" Susan gives her a hug and replies, "Exactly. I knew it would be OK; I knew it." The door to the room opens suddenly and the defence barrister walks in and tells Beryl, "They're ready to take you back to the prison." Beryl sighs, "Hopefully for the last time." The barrister smiles, "I think that's a safe bet!" Susan and Beryl go to head out of the room. The barrister stands there, letting them pass. As Susan brushes past him, though, she knocks against him and the briefcase he's holding falls open. The contents spill out onto the floor. Susan bends down to help him pick up his papers, smiling, "I'll give you a hand." Beryl bends down to help, as well. As she does so, though, she notices a chunky ring on a chain around Susan's neck. She then flashes back to the ring on the finger of the person she saw at Dural before Wayne was shot. She stands up, looking shocked. Susan and the barrister finish packing up the barrister's briefcase. The barrister then turns to Beryl and asks, "Ready, Mrs. Hamilton?" Beryl is staring into space, looking horrified. The barrister repeats, "Mrs. Hamilton?" Beryl comes back down to earth. She then murmurs, "Yes. Yes I am." Susan walks over to her in concern and says, "Mum? You alright? You look like you've seen a ghost." Beryl tells her quietly, "I'm fine. It must be all catching up with me." Susan comments, "That's understandable." With that, the three of them head out.

Back in her cell, a while later, Beryl is sitting on the bed, wearing her dressing gown and thinking back to the ring she saw on the finger of the person at Dural. She buries her head in her hands.

The next morning, Beryl is standing in the witness box, saying, "... the whole truth and nothing but the truth, so help me God." The Judge tells her, "You may be seated." Beryl, however, replies, "Before I do, Your Honour, there's something I would like to say." The entire court looks at her as she announces, "I... can't live with the guilt anymore. I... can't stand it. I'm guilty as charged. I shot Wayne Hamilton." Looks of shock cross the faces of the defence barrister, Wayne and Susan. Fiona mouths, "Oh God..." Gordon looks at her. The Judge stares at Beryl, who remains standing in the witness box, looking straight ahead.