Andy and Janice are standing just inside the front door at the
mansion, Andy trying to push the door shut and Janice is trying
to pull it open. Andy is snapping at Janice, "I should've
known: it's OK for me to change, but you're perfect,
aren't you? You don't need to." Fiona emerges from
her room suddenly, sighing, "Alright, alright, alright. They
can hear you the other side of Burke!" Andy sighs,
"After all the effort I have put into approving her appearance,
I--" Janice interrupts and, indicating her drab clothing,
tells Fiona curtly, "I am dressed like this for a job interview
as a trainee social worker - and I have a good chance of getting
it if I look like a responsible member of society." Andy
looks at Fiona and asks tersely, "What do you think,
huh?" Fiona retorts, "I think there must be
a terrible shortage of problems in the world if you have to fight
about how someone looks - but if you must, then kindly
do it outside." Andy murmurs, "Sorry. I didn't mean
to upset you; it's just--" Fiona interrupts and snaps, "Well
you have. I've got enough on my mind without
listening to you behaving like a couple of delinquents."
Janice asks in concern, "What else is on your mind?"
Fiona sighs, "I've just been talking to Wayne." Andy
tuts, "Figures." Janice adds wearily, "What's he
done now?" Fiona replies, "What he has done
is get Susan pregnant." Janice gasps, "That's
wonderful!" Fiona rolls her eyes, leading Janice
to ask, "Isn't it?" Fiona just growls, "I have
got work to do. If you two are going to go on with this fighting,
please just go on outside." Looking at Janice, she then adds,
"And good luck with the interview." With that, she heads
back into her room. Andy tells Janice immediately, "You are
not going to the interview dressed like that." Janice,
however, retorts, "I am staying like this until after the
interview whether you like it or not. It's smart and sensible;
it's exactly what a social worker would wear." With that,
she pushes past him and marches out.
It's evening-time. Debbie is packing some things into her handbag
in the office at Sanders Air Charter. As she does so, Bill looks
across at her and says, "Thanks for checking those bills
from the mechanics - they'll try and rip you off at every turn.
Don't know what we'd do without you. Have to check their
invoices next month, too." Debbie, however, smiles as she
stands up and tells him, "You'll have to check them;
I won't be here, remember?" Bill sighs, "Why
don't you change your mind and stay? Where else will you find
such excitement and adventure? Right now, you might be useful
to have around, but once we start expanding, you'll be a necessity.
How about it." Debbie grins, but then tells Bill, "Thanks,
but no - I've made up my mind." Bill asks, "Was it something
I said or did? I know I'm short-tempered at times--" Debbie
interrupts and assures him, "No, no, no, no, it's got nothing
to do with you. I told you: it's personal." Bill pauses before
saying, "Alright: an extra $50 a week." Debbie stares
at him. She then sighs, though, and says, "No, I can't. I'll
stay and help train somebody else, but that'll have to be it.
Sorry." With that, she heads out. Bill stands there, looking
Debbie arrives back at Beryl's to find Michelle arranging some
flowers on the dining table. She smiles at Debbie, "Hi! I
can't figure out whether these would look better here or over
there." She looks across at the mantelpiece. Debbie
asks warily, "Where did they come from?" Michelle explains,
"I bought them for Craig - and you; I thought they might
brighten up the place a bit." Debbie asks, "Where is
Craig?" Michelle replies, "He went over to see Doug
about something; left me here to do my homework." Debbie
mutters, "You really look busy..." Michelle, ignoring
this, says, "Can I get you a coffee or something? You look
as if you could do with one after a hard day." Debbie glares
at her before snapping, "No. I'm quite capable of looking
after myself in my own home, thanks." Michelle murmurs, "I
was just trying to help." Debbie says gleefully, "Well
there's no need to, anyway. Craig hasn't told you yet?
I've just quit my job, so I'll be able to spend a lot more time
with him now." Michelle just looks at her and says, "That's
great - but what will you do for money? Don't forget it is your
job that's getting Craig through school. Be terrible if he had
to drop out now and support you both, don't you think?" A
sly look crosses her face. Debbie glares at her and says coolly,
"You can drop the act, Michelle." Michelle replies 'innocently',
"Sorry?" Debbie snaps, "We were meant to be friends,
but a friend doesn't try and steal your own fiancé from
under your nose. You're out to get Craig and you don't care who
you hurt. Well you're not going to, so you may as leave now -
and I wouldn't try and see Craig, if I was you, because he doesn't
want to see you, understand?" Michelle yells quickly,
"No I don't understand - because you've got it wrong:
Craig doesn't want anything more to do with you. He's
just using you to pay the bills until he can leave school. He
told me." Debbie growls, "You're lying."
Michelle retorts, "Am I?" Debbie gasps, "I must
have been blind not to see what you were doing."
Michelle, however, snaps, "I wasn't doing anything.
The simple fact is Craig doesn't like you anymore; he likes me."
Debbie cries, "He told you that?" Michelle retorts,
"He told me that he's sick of you." Debbie demands,
"When?" Michelle retorts, "When we've been here
by ourselves." Debbie snaps, "I don't believe you. Craig
wouldn't even say something like that." Michelle
yells gleefully, "Do you think we've been here doing homework
together?" Debbie stares at her. They suddenly hear a noise
at the front door. Craig walks in - followed by Doug. He glares
at Michelle and orders coldly, "Get out. Pick up your books
and get out." Looking suddenly shame-faced, Michelle grabs
her rucksack. She turns back to look at Debbie before heading
for the front door.
A short time later, Doug is sitting in one of the armchairs.
Craig and Debbie are sitting on the couch, Craig with his arm
around his girlfriend. He's saying, "I guess I should feel
sorry for Michelle. She hasn't had it easy, has she,
always being picked on at school or made fun of." Doug, however,
points out, "It still doesn't excuse her, especially after
what you both did for her." Craig sighs, "I
should've picked up on what was happening." Changing the
subject, Doug stands up and says to Craig, "I'll go and get
the beer you promised me. You want to join us, Deb?" Debbie,
however, replies, "No, but if you're making some coffee I'll
have some!" Doug grins, "Talk about a slavedriver!"
With that, he heads off into the kitchen. Craig looks at Debbie
and asks earnestly, "You OK now?" Debbie nods, "Yep.
I'm glad you came along when you did, though - I don't know what
she was going to say next." There's suddenly a knock on the
front door. Craig looks at Debbie and says in concern, "It
couldn't be... She wouldn't show her face again so soon,
would she?" Debbie replies, "I hope not." Craig
gets up and goes to answer the door. A few seconds later, He walks
in with Bill Sanders, who's holding a small bunch of flowers.
Debbie looks at him and exclaims, "Bill!" Bill tells
her, "I just happened to be in the neighbourhood and thought
I'd drop in. These are for you." He hands over the flowers.
Debbie then introduces him and Craig to each other and the two
men shake hands. The greetings over, Bill looks at Debbie and
says, "I know this is unusual - and you can kick me out if
you like - but you're a damn hard worker and I'd be a fool if
I didn't try and talk you one more time out of resigning. I know
I'm a pain in the neck to work with at times, but that's curable,
and whatever personal problem you have... well, I'm sure if we
put our heads together we could come to some arrangement."
Debbie stands there, smiling at him. Craig says quickly, "She'd
love to. We've just worked that... er, personal problem... so
there's no worries!" Bill looks at Debbie and asks, "Is
that right?" Debbie nods, "Only as long as you haven't
forgotten then $50 raise!" At that moment, Doug emerges from
the kitchen and exclaims, "Bill Sanders!" Bill looks
at him and laughs, "Doug! How are you?" Debbie asks
in surprise, "Do you know each other?" Doug
nods, "Sure do!" As he shakes Bill's hand, he says,
"Debbie works at your air charter company?" Bill smiles,
"Yeah! Just been re-employed!" Doug grins, "Good
for her!" He then explains to Craig and Debbie, "When
I was dating Caroline, I hired one of Bill's 'planes to fly the
'Marry Me' banner overhead." Bill comments, "It was
a great stunt! Did it work?" Doug smiles, "Sure did!
I'm a happily married man now!" He then looks at Craig and
asks, "Do you reckon we could spring another beer for this
bloke?" Craig smiles, "I reckon we could probably manage
it!" Bill laughs, "You'd better: I expect something
for that fifty buck rise I just gave your woman!"
A while later, Doug and Bill are standing in the kitchen at Caroline's.
Doug is putting some food in the oven, saying as he does so, "These
won't take long to heat up." Bill looks around and remarks,
"It's a pity Caroline's not here; I'd like to meet her."
Doug assures him, "You will - when she gets back from Sydney."
Bill smiles, "Famous author, eh?!" He then sits down
at the table and goes on, "Actually, I'm glad I've
run into you again, Doug; I thought I might pick your brains on
some business advice." Doug tells him, "Shoot."
Bill explains, "I've been thinking of expanding
my little show. There's a contract out for tender handling goods
the major airlines aren't interested in." Doug asks, "Such
as?" Bill replies, "Flammable goods, gourmet foodstuffs,
that sort of thing; but my aircraft haven't the range or the cabin
facilities. I need to buy a jet - which means moving into six-figure
territory. Big bucks - which I don't have." Doug comments,
"It sounds quite an undertaking." Bill tells him, "It's
a very good contract; we'd have our investment back in three years."
Doug shrugs, "Since you want my advice, I'd say you need
a partner; someone with access to that sort of money. Why don't
we eat, then we can talk some more..."
Craig and Debbie are eating at the kitchen table at Beryl's.
Craig tells Debbie earnestly, "Michelle would never have
come between us, whether you're working or not. You do
realise that?" Debbie murmurs, "Yeah. I couldn't help
getting a little bit worried, though." Craig says
sincerely, "Sorry I hurt you. You still love me?" Debbie
smiles, "Of course!" Craig adds, "You still want
to marry me?" Debbie grins, "Yes!" She then adds,
"There is one condition, though: you'll have to hire a 'plane
from Bill with a big sign saying 'Marry Me, Debbie'. Only then!"
Craig gasps, "I've already asked you!" Debbie
smiles, "Ask me again!" Craig laughs, "You drive
a hard bargain!" He then take Debbie's hand and kisses it
Wayne is sitting by the bar in the lounge room at Dural, talking
on the 'phone, saying, "So that's confirmed, then? The 8:30
flight to Melbourne... Fine. Thanks very much." Fiona walks
into the room as he hangs up. She tells him, "Susan's gone
back to sleep." Wayne asks, "What did she have to say?"
Fiona muses, "Nothing much. She seemed very tired."
She then adds pointedly, "I suppose I should thank you for
letting me see her at all." Wayne, however, insists,
"I'm not trying to stop anyone from seeing her. When you
called this afternoon she was resting and I didn't want to disturb
her." Fiona mutters sarcastically, "I'm so glad to know
you've got her interests at heart." Wayne tells her, "I've
always loved Susan; you know that." Fiona
asks, "Nothing's changed between you?" Wayne replies,
"Nothing - except Susan's decided she wants to live with
me again." Fiona presses, "You didn't give her any 'help'
deciding?" Wayne just retorts, "Fiona, I've got nothing
to hide. Susan and I both want our marriage to work." He
then changes the subject and says, "I have to fly to Melbourne
tomorrow morning on company business. I was wondering whether
you'd keep an eye on her in case she needs anything.
That way, you'll get another chance to quiz Susan about your nasty
little suspicions you have about me." A hint of a smile crosses
Fiona's face as she replies, "Of course I'll look
after her - and I already know more than enough about you..."
Bill Sanders is standing with Doug in the office at Sanders Air
Charter, telling him, "I'm not exactly ready to take on the
big boys yet, but I manage to keep my head above water - just!"
Doug, looking around, comments, "It's a good operation. I
just wonder how you managed before Debbie joined. You
say she runs the office and the flying school?"
Bill nods, "Yep. She's in charge of aircraft maintenance,
refuelling, updating weather reports - and she doesn't mind making
coffee and a sandwich for clients!" Doug smiles, "You're
going to have to hold onto her!" Bill replies, "I'm
doing my best. My whole life revolves around this place. All I
care about's flying. I haven't got a family or much of a social
life to worry about, which suits me fine. The trouble is, I assume
that most people working here feel the same; I forget
they've got lives of their own." Doug remarks, "You
must find it hard to get staff." Bill, however, tells him,
"Not get them, keep them; Debbie's the
first secretary I've had who hasn't burst into tears and run away
after two days!" Doug grins, "Deb can stand up for herself."
Bill comments, "She doesn't mind telling me off, either -
which is good, and I need her." Doug pauses before then saying,
"Bill, I think you need me, too. If you take me
on as a partner, I'll raise the finance for a jet and manage the
business side of the venture as well. All you have to
do is fly the thing. What do you say?" Bill looks
at him and then smiles, "I'd say it's a deal, partner!"
They shake hands. Doug, however, then muses, "Maybe I should
be shaking hands with Debbie? She's obviously
the one in charge round here!"
Andy is sitting back on the couch in Fiona's room, watching television.
Fiona arrives back from Dural and looks at him. He explains, "I'm
just waiting for Janice." Fiona comments in a surprised tone,
"In my flat?" Andy explains, "She's more likely
to drop in here than my room." Fiona goes on sarcastically,
"And you thought you'd make yourself nice and comfortable
while you're waiting. Is there anything good on?" Andy shrugs,
"Not a thing." He then comments, "Janice is taking
her time with this job interview; it was hours ago."
Fiona, turning off the TV, suggests, "She's probably got
the position and she's gone out celebrating." Andy, however,
points out, "Celebrating? Janice? She wouldn't know how
to!" He then suggests, "We should ring the police -
or call the hospital." Fiona, though, sighs, "Let's
not worry unnecessarily; I've done enough of that for
one day." Andy insists, "We should do something."
Looking suddenly thoughtful, Fiona clicks her fingers and says,
"I've got just the thing." She heads over to the bar
and picks up a small velvet bag. She then sits down next to Andy
and tips the contents of the bag onto the coffee table. A series
of flat stones falls out; each stone as a small diagram on it.
Andy looks at them and exclaims, "Rocks?!"
Fiona tells him curtly, "These are rune stones. Depending
upon what symbol turns up, and by referring to the chart, I can
find out almost anything I want to." Andy remarks, "Sounds
like a whole lot of mumbo jumbo to me!" Fiona turns
all the stones face down. She then picks one up and looks at the
diagram on its face. She consults a sheet of paper and then muses,
"Oh... Oo... Well..." Andy asks in surprise, "What
is it?" Fiona turns to him and says, "You're two weeks
late with your rent!"
Out in the hallway, Janice has arrived back at the mansion. As
she heads for the stairs, Michael emerges from his room. He smiles,
"Hi, Janice. I heard you went for a job today. How did you
go?" Janice just glares at him.
In Fiona's room, Andy grabs a heap of the rune stones and says,
"How about I have a turn at rolling the dice, huh?"
Fiona, however, retorts, "They are not dice; they
are rune stones - and they are not to be taken lightly."
In the hallway, Michael is telling Janice encouragingly, "It
was only a job interview. You'll get the next one; you'll see."
Janice snaps back, "I should've got this one."
In Fiona's room, Andy, who appears to have overhead Janice's
muffled voice, asks Fiona, "What do your 'rune stones' say
about Janice. Where is she?" Fiona, however, murmurs, "It's
all a bit hard; they're quite fuzzy." Andy suggests, "Maybe
they're tuned into the wrong channel? She's out in the hall!"
With that, he chuckles, stands up and heads for the door.
Out in the hallway, Andy joins Janice and Michael as Janice says
to Michael glumly, "I know you mean well; I just
want to go up to my room." Andy asks Janice gently, "No
go?" Janice shakes her head, sadly. Andy murmurs, "Sorry."
Fiona walks up to them and asks Andy, "Why are you sorry?
What's wrong?" Janice snaps, "I didn't get the job."
Fiona sympathises, "Oh, Janice, that's no good. But never
mind - there'll be others." Janice just says glumly, "I've
never missed out on a job I've applied for in my life.
All my talk about becoming a social worker... I just want to help
people; it seems people don't want my help." Fiona
says gently, "Oh darling, come on, you're taking all this
too seriously. Don't let it get you down." Janice, however,
snaps, "Why shouldn't I let it get me down? You
weren't at the interview. You weren't there to hear what they
said to me. I was the one who was humiliated. Not you;
me." With that, she runs off upstairs, looking upset.
The next morning, Andy is sitting in Fiona's room with his feet
up on the table. He's looking at a magazine. The door to the room
opens suddenly and Janice comes in. Andy says to her quickly,
"Don't go." Janice tells him, "It's alright - I
can come back later." Andy, however, asks, "What did
you want?" Janice replies, "Just my knitting."
She then asks, "Has Fiona gone?" Andy explains,
"She's looking after Susan while Wayne's in Melbourne."
He then goes on, "Why don't you sit down for a minute? Pull
up a chair; I want to talk to you." He guides Janice over
to the couch and the two of them sit down. He then says, "Fiona
and I knocked on your door a couple of times last night. Why didn't
you answer?" Janice retorts, "Because I didn't want
to see anyone. I knew you were all thinking 'I told you
so'." Andy insists, "We were not thinking that at all."
He then asks, "Do you want to talk about the interview?"
Janice retorts, "No." She then carries on, "It
was terrible. The minute I walked into the Personnel Manager's
office, I just knew I wouldn't get it. He looked at me and I could
see his expression change. He said I was - what's the word he
used? - too intimidating to be a welfare worker. Too
intimidating. When I got out I just wandered around. I sat in
a coffee shop for hours; I was too upset to come home." Andy
says sympathetically, "What does one bloke know?
I know you will make a great social worker, and do you
know why? Because I know what you're really like inside. The trouble
is you don't let other people see the real you. You always act
like you're some Sunday School teacher - you know: Miss. Prim
and Proper - but if you let that drop, people will see what you're
really made of and you'll get whatever you're after. Does that
make sense?" Janice nods, "I think so. You're saying
it's not just a matter of clothes and hairstyle." Andy agrees,
"Yeah. You've got to loosen up inside a bit, that's all."
Janice demands, "How?" Andy, however, muses, "That's
a good question..." There's silence for a few seconds. Janice
then says eagerly, "You could take me to that disco you go
to." Looking suddenly worried, Andy murmurs, "The disco...?"
Janice stands up and smiles, "Let's go soon. Don't want to
waste any time!" Andy murmurs, "Whatever you say."
Janice then tells him, "Andy, you shouldn't hide behind your
mask so much, either." Andy demands, "What do you mean?"
Janice smiles, "You're a really nice person." With that,
she heads out of the room, leaving Andy looking surprised!
Craig is washing up some dishes in the kitchen at Beryl's when
the 'phone rings. He wipes his hands and goes and answers it.
Wayne comes on. He's calling from a public 'phone box and he tells
Craig that he'd like to talk to Doug. He listens to Craig's response
before saying, "I've already tried there, but he's not home.
I thought you might know where he is." Craig just
retorts coolly, "Doug doesn't keep me informed of his whereabouts."
Wayne listens and then says, "Look, Craig, I'm aware of your
loyalties to Doug, and that's very commendable, but I'm sure he'd
be interested in what I have to say. It's strictly business and
he could do very well out of it. Couldn't you even hazard
a guess?" Craig sighs and says, "You might find him
at the Sanders Air Charter Services, at the airport." Wayne
repeats, "Sanders Air Charter... No, no, I'll find it. Thanks."
With that, he hangs up, looking pleased with himself. At Beryl's,
Craig hangs up, looking worried.
Bill and Doug are walking along the airfield at Sanders Air Charter.
As they pass a small aircraft, Bill smiles, "I can take you
up in one of these later, if you want." Doug laughs, "Bit
small for me, mate!" Bill, however, tells him, "The
smaller the better. You won't even know you're flying.
Maybe you should start training for your pilot's licence?!"
Doug just grins, "No way! I'll buy 'em, you fly
'em!" He then asks, "Where's Deb?" Bill replies,
"She's over arguing with a mechanic about a bill we got.
She thinks we've been ripped off." Doug exclaims, "You
get her to do that too?" Bill replies, "She
volunteered. The mechanic can't say 'no' to her!"
They suddenly spot Wayne approaching on foot. Bill asks Doug,
"This guy a friend of yours?" Doug glares at Wayne and
retorts, "Not likely." Wayne reaches them and, holding
out his hand, says, "Doug." Doug just growls, "You've
got a nerve. What do you want?" Wayne insists, "I just
want to talk." Doug spits, "Forget it." Wayne tells
him, "I've got a, er... business proposition." Doug
snaps, "Business. You and me? Get out of here."
Wayne pleads, "At least hear me out; it could be worth a
great deal of money." Doug, however, retorts, "You can't
buy a clear conscience, Wayne." Wayne growls, "I don't
need to." Bill interjects suddenly, saying to Doug,
"Look, I don't know this guy from Adam, but it might be worth
listening to him." Doug, going to walk away, mutters, "No
way." Bill insists, "It can't hurt to give him five
minutes." Looking annoyed, Doug growls, "Five minutes."
He walks off.
A short time later, the three men are standing in the office.
Wayne says to Doug, "I'll get straight to the point. I've
been checking out your business interests--" Doug interrupts
and snaps, "You what?" Wayne just retorts,
"Will you hear me out?" He then goes on, "I'm aware
that you're stretched thin financially - mainly because of the
T-shirt business, but, knowing you, you've probably got other
projects on the boil waiting for finance. I also know that my
dad needs a job. So, if you've got something in mind where he
can come in as manager, I'll give you a low-interest loan, no
strings attached, to get it off the ground." Doug glares
at him and snaps, "You must be crazy to even think that I'd
even consider doing business with you, Wayne." Bill,
however, says, "Hold on, Doug. Not so fast." He then
looks at Wayne and asks, "How good a manager is
your old man?" Wayne tells him, "The best." Bill
goes on, "Well we'll need money for the jet... We could do
with a good manager... Sounds a pretty good package to me.
" Doug shrugs, "Then you go ahead. There's nothing to
stop you dealing directly with Wayne, but I, for one, won't have
anything to do with him." Bill, looking suddenly concerned,
muses, "You obviously have your reasons for not wanting to
work with Wayne and I'm probably getting in the way, so why don't
I disappear for a while to see if I can work it out?" Doug
mutters, "Waste of time, mate." Wayne, however, says
to Bill sincerely, "Thanks, mate." Bill leaves them.
When he's gone, Wayne says to Doug, "I know what you're thinking,
but give me a chance to explain. Right now, dad's in a real rut:
he can't get a job and he's running out of money. He's losing
all his confidence and self-esteem. I've got to help him before
it's too late." Doug mutters sarcastically, "You're
all heart, aren't you!" Wayne retorts coolly, "I am
where my father's concerned." Doug asks tersely, "What
happens when Gordon gets back on an even keel? You withdraw the
loan and ruin the business?" Wayne insists, "Never.
I'd be destroying my own father." Doug points out curtly,
"You've done worse." Wayne glares at him. He then says,
"Look, dad would help you if you were in strife,
so for his sake why not believe me?" Doug just replies,
"Even if I wanted to help, there's one problem." Wayne
mutters, "I know: Caroline. If she knew I was lending you
money, there'd be all hell to pay." Doug murmurs,
"That's the understatement of the year." Wayne tells
him, "If you agree to the deal, I'll hand over the loan immediately,
and that's all the contact we need have. No one will ever know."
Doug stands there, not responding. Wayne adds, "Don't forget:
dad's got the business and political contacts to give your business
an inside edge." Doug pauses before saying finally, "Alright
- on one condition: it's an interest-free loan arranged through
a broker, so if Gordon does check he can be told that
the finance came from a business mob who wanted to show a nil-return
for the year." Looking thoughtful, Wayne nods, "That's
a good idea. So, we've got a deal?" Doug tells him, "It's
a deal - but just remember: no one must know - especially Caroline."
Wayne adds, "Or Gordon. That's fine by me."