The next morning, Nick emerges through the front door of Charlie's
and walks over to his car. He climbs in, starts the engine and
starts heading down the driveway. As he heads towards the main
road, he doesn't notice a taxi stopping to let him go by. Pamela
is sitting in the back seat of the taxi. She stares at Nick's
car as it heads away from Charlie's. She looks furious.
A short time later, Alison opens the front door at Charlie's
to find Pamela standing on the step. Pamela says curtly, "Spent
the night here, didn't he?" Alison asks
'innocently', "Who?" Pamela retorts, "Nick."
Alison just shrugs, "What if he did?" Pamela mutters,
"I thought so." Alison tells her curtly, "Just
getting my own back." She heads into the lounge room. Pamela
follows her, going on tersely, "Like you did last night?
Sending out bad vibes for all you were worth." Alison sits
down as she retorts, "Just proving two can play at the same
game. Now you know how I felt when you did it to me."
Pamela warns coolly, "Just keep your hands off Nick; is that
clear?" Alison muses, "I thought sisters were supposed
to share!" Pamela, however, growls, "Don't
pull that stunt. I don't think of you as family; I never have."
Alison comments sourly, "Now we're showing our true colours.
You set out to use me from the start; you were never
interested in family. Hardly the type, when I think about
it. No wonder your husband and children don't want anything to
do with you." Pamela snaps, "Leave my children out of
this." Alison asks lightly, "You bit touchy about it,
are you?" Pamela just retorts, "I'm warning you."
She then goes on, "Anyway, your children aren't
exactly beating a path to your door, are they? I may have lost
my husband and my children, but I'm not going to lose Nick
- so if you want a fight, you've got one, and
don't expect me to back off, because I won't." With
that, she turns and walks out, leaving Alison looking annoyed.
After the front door has slammed shut, she murmurs to herself,
"Neither will I, sister dearest..." She then
stands up and heads to the telephone. She looks up a number on
the index and dials it. When the call is answered, she says, "Hello,
it's Alison Carr... Yes, it has been a while. There are a couple
of people I'd like you to try and track down for me..."
Sometime later, a 'plane lands at an airport in Melbourne.
A while later again, Alison pulls her car into the car park of
a university and brings it to a halt. She takes out two photographs
from her handbag and looks at them. One shows a young man in his
late-teens and one shows a young woman of a similar age.
A short time later, Alison is heading towards the main campus
building on foot. A young man and woman pass her. They're not
the people from the photos. Another young woman passes her, but
it's still not who she's looking for. A further young man approaches
and Alison says to him suddenly, "Greg? Greg Hudson?"
It's the guy from the photo. He looks at Alison in surprise and
says, "Yes?" Alison tells him, "We've got something
to talk about." Greg says, "We have?" Alison nods,
"Yes." Greg then smiles, "You've got me at a bit
of a disadvantage! You know my name but I don't know
yours." Alison explains, "Alison Carr - but
you can call me 'Aunt'" Greg stares at her!
A few minutes later, Alison and Greg are walking in the grounds
of the university, Greg saying as they do so, "It's come
as a bit of a surprise to discover I've got an Aunty - and
to find she's a pretty hip lady!" Alison smiles, "I'm
just coming to grips with the fact that I've got a nephew who's
quite handsome!" Greg then asks, "How did you
recognise me? Or where to find me, for that matter..."
Alison replies, "Your grandmother: I went to see her in Albury."
She then tells him, "You're probably wondering why I came
to see you at all. Apart from the fact that I was curious
to know what my nephew looked liked, I'm trying to locate your
mum. Unfortunately, grandma couldn't help us there. You see, she's
been released from jail not long ago and no one seems know what's
happened to her." Greg stops walking and remarks, "I
didn't even know she was out." Alison replies, "About
six weeks ago. I thought you might like to help me find her."
Greg tells her, "I'd love to. I feel a bit guilty
about her, really." Alison asks in surprise, "Why?"
Greg explains, "When I was younger, I couldn't understand
why she never wrote or tried to get in touch with me or my sister.
I always thought one day I'd try and find her, but I just got
bogged-down in my uni course and never had time." Alison
asks, "Are you sure you've got the time now?"
Greg points out, "There's going to be two of us
looking, isn't there? And you seem to have some pretty good contacts:
you pulled me out of the woodwork..." A smiles crosses
his face as he then continues, "I've just had a thought:
the family's having a barbecue later on this afternoon. Why don't
you come?" Alison asks warily, "Are you sure that's
a good idea?" Greg points out, "You're part of the family,
aren't you? You might find it fun!" He then takes out a sheet
of paper to write down the address. As he does so, he asks, "Do
you need directions?" Alison, however, assures him, "No,
no, it's alright. I know Melbourne: I grew up there."
She then asks, "What time?" Greg hands her the address
as he replies, "After four." Alison smiles, "Good.
I'll see you then!" With that, she walks off. Almost immediately,
a young woman walks up to Greg and asks, "Who was that?"
It's the girl from Alison's photo. Greg tells her, "That
was a relative." The young woman remarks, "I've never
seen her before." Greg just smiles, "Don't worry: you'll
meet her at the barbie." The young woman stands there, looking
An older man and woman are putting a drinks table together for
a barbecue. The young woman from the photo joins them and the
woman asks her to help move a table. As they move it, the woman
remarks, "I hope there's enough food..." The
man just replies, "I wouldn't worry, Phyllis: you always
over-cater." The girl chips in, "I won't be
here, so that's one less mouth to feed." Phyllis asks in
surprise, "Why won't you be here?" The girl
explains, "I managed to get a ticket to the INXS concert."
Phyllis says curtly, "Well you can't go." The girl,
looking annoyed, asks, "Why not?" Phyllis tells her,
"Because your father has some very important business people
coming to this barbecue; he wants to make a good impression."
The girl retorts, "They won't know whether I'm here or not.
Please, mum, I really want to go." Phyllis just
shrugs, "I don't care. I want you here as part of the family."
Greg joins them, holding a box of drinks, and tells his mother,
"Sarah's right: if they haven't met her, they're
not going to miss her." Phyllis Hudson, however,
retorts coolly, "One day, young man, you'll realise the importance
of the family unit when it comes to business. Sarah's not doing
it for me; she's doing it for your father - and that,
in turn, is helping us all." Greg stands there,
sheepishly. His mother walks off back to the house. Greg then
turns to Sarah and tells her quietly, "You should stay, you
know, for the barbie?" Sarah sighs, "I really wanted
to go to that concert." Greg tells her, "I know - but
if you stick around, you're going to see a much better show when
our relative arrives..."
Pamela is sitting with Michael in his room at the mansion. She
tells him, "It's about Nick." Michael sighs, "What's
he done this time?" Pamela replies, "I've discovered
he's seeing someone else." Michael remarks, "That's
typical of my brother. I don't think he's ever been honest
in any relationship. It isn't the first time this has
happened and I'm sure it's not going to be the last." Pamela
says, "You know him better than anyone else. What do you
think I should do: time to get out?" Michael nods, "Yep."
Pamela sighs, "Easier said than done." Michael tells
her, "It might seem difficult right now, but in
the long-run you'll find it's the answer. End it now before you
get hurt any more." He then adds, "Perhaps
there's one or two other things I should tell you about
my brother..." Pamela looks at him in surprise.
Sometime later, Pamela is sitting at the bar at Dural, a glass
of scotch in her hand. Nick is standing staring out through the
lounge room window. Pamela tells him, "I'm very sorry about
last night." Nick tells her, "No need to apologise.
Feeling alright now?" Pamela nods, "Yeah - I had a good
day." Nick walks over to her and suggests with a twinkle
in his eye, "Then perhaps we can make it a good night..."
Pamela, however, just asks bluntly, "What did you do after
you left me last night?" Nick shrugs, "I went home,
of course." Pamela snaps quickly, "Liar. You went next
door - because I saw you leaving this morning; and Alison took
great delight in telling me that you'd spent the night with her.
I thought we were supposed to be having a one-to-one relationship."
Nick, however, retorts, "No - you wanted that. I
never committed myself to you or Alison." Pamela
growls, "So it's musical beds: you just sleep with whoever's
available." Nick says curtly, "I'm out for a good time;
I told you that at the beginning. If you've chosen to read something
else into it, that's your fault." Pamela mutters,
"Feelings don't count?" Nick retorts, "Of course
they do - at times - but I'm not looking for some full-on commitment,
so don't make me feel guilty about it." Pamela stares
at him and says coolly, "That's something you've never
felt. Never in your life..." Nick demands, "What's
that supposed to mean?" Pamela, however says quickly,
"Forget it. Frankly, I've just about had enough. I don't
know where this relationship is going anymore. Either you want
to see me or you don't - but you're going to have to make up your
mind very soon..."
Bill Sanders lifts a heavy box onto a table at the offices of
Sanders Air Charter. Doug walks in, suddenly, and looking around,
comments curtly, "I thought you were going to clean this
place up a bit; it looks more like a warehouse
than an office." Bill just shrugs, "I've got to stack
this freight somewhere." Doug asks, "Where's
Debbie?" Bill replies, "Out delivering some stuff."
Doug growls, "I told you Alison was coming here
to case the joint. It's important we make a good impression."
He then takes off his jacket and starts moving the boxes across
the room as he goes on, "You've got to look like you're running
an efficient operation here; that's what I sold her on.
OK, maybe I did go overboard a bit with the profit potential,
but I had to do something to get her interested. If she
finds out the truth before we've got her signed up, we've had
it." He adds, "When she gets here, let me do
all the talking, alright?" Bill remarks, "There must
be easier ways of getting finance." Doug retorts,
"There was - but Gordy put the kibosh on Wayne,
so we're stuck with Alison."
A while later, Doug is stuffing some papers into a desk drawer
as Alison walks in and says, "Sorry I'm late - I got caught-up."
Doug smiles, "That's OK! Glad you could make it." Alison
replies, "I was determined to get here. If I'm going to be
a shareholder, I want to know what I'm buying into." Doug
indicates the office and tells her, "What you see is what
you get. As you can see, we've got more freight than we can handle,
and heaps of enquiries from people who want to use the service
- but we can't help them without the new jet." Alison asks,
"Where do you keep the books?" Doug tells her quickly,
"Everything's in order." Alison, however, insists, "I'd
like to see them." The office door bangs suddenly, and Bill
walks in. Doug introduces him and Alison to each other. As they
shake hands, Bill smiles, "You're a bit of a surprise."
Alison asks, "Why?" Bill explains, "I hadn't expected
someone quite so attractive!" Alison looks at Doug
and asks, "What have you been doing: painting me as some
sort of dragon-lady?!" Doug asks, "Me?! Of course not!"
He then asks her, "How long are you staying in Melbourne?"
Alison replies, "Today... Maybe tomorrow. It depends."
Doug asks, "On whether you sign with us or not?"
Alison tells him, "That and something else I've
been following up." Doug then tells her, "If you're
looking for somewhere to rest-up, you can use our place."
Alison comments, "Caroline won't mind?" Doug smiles,
"She's off doing a book promotion." Bill then chips
in and asks Alison, "Would you like to go for a joy flight?"
Alison asks, "When?" Bill replies, "Now,
if you like." Alison, however, tells him, "Some other
time." Bill asks, "Can I show you around? Have a look
over the rest of our set-up." Alison glances at her watch
and nods, "Yes, I think I've got time for that."
Sometime later, the barbecue at the Hudsons' is in full swing
when Greg walks into the back garden with Alison. He tells her
quietly, "I'll just call the family together." He calls
out to those who are gathered nearby, "Dad... Sarah... Phyllis...
there's someone I want you to meet." The three members of
the Hudson family approach and Greg tells them, "This is
Alison Carr." Mr. Hudson says, "How do you do."
Greg adds, "She's a relative of ours: our mother's sister."
Mr. Hudson says in surprise, "Pamela?" Alison
nods, "That's right." Sarah says eagerly, "Do you
know my mother? Have you seen her?" Alison,
however, tells her, "No. I'm trying to contact her, though."
Sarah beams, "That would be wonderful." Phyllis Hudson
says coolly, "That's all very interesting, isn't it? Still,
I don't think this is the moment to discuss the subject."
Greg asks, "Why not?" Mrs. Hudson retorts, "Because
I have no intention of being rude and neglecting my guests. Your
father has to do business with these people." Turning
to Alison, she adds, "I'm sure you understand, Miss. Carr."
Alison nods, "Of course." Mrs. Hudson then suggests
to her, "Why don't you stay and have something to eat with
us?" Greg says curtly, "That's why she came:
I invited her." A look of concern crosses Mrs. Hudson's
face. Alison tells her, "I'd like to. Thanks."
Sometime later, Greg is pouring himself a drink when his mother
walks over and tells him, "We need some more ice." Greg
mutters, "Can't someone else get it?" Mrs.
Hudson sighs, "I'm asking you." Greg retorts,
"So?" Mrs. Hudson points out, "Greg, I'm your mother--"
Greg, however, interrupts and says loudly, "No you're not.
My real mother just got out of jail for embezzlement.
You know that." The guests turn to look at him as
they overhear what he's saying. He turns to them and goes on angrily,
"Oh, I'm sorry - I thought you all knew that Phyllis
was only our stepmother." Mrs. Hudson says quietly,
"And it's times like this I wish to God I wasn't.
How dare you embarrass your father and me in front of
our guests." Greg snaps, "That's all you care
about, isn't it? Your precious image." Mr. Hudson
calls over, "That's enough, Greg." Greg, however, retorts,
"No it's not. Has she ever done anything for me and Sarah
that she didn't complain about?" Mrs. Hudson glares at him
and snaps, "You ungrateful brat." Greg just retorts,
"That's right: go for it, Phyllis. I'll tell you what: I
don't know what my real mother was like, but I'm sure
as hell she couldn't have been any worse than you."
With that, he storms off. Sarah follows him. Alison stands where
she is, a sly smile beginning to cross her face...
A short time later, the front door opens at Caroline's and Alison
and Greg walk in, Alison asking as they do so, "Why didn't
you just walk out?" Greg explains, "I couldn't leave
Sarah - not to cope with Phyllis on her own."
Alison asks, "Why not take her with you?" They
head into the lounge room as Greg explains, "I couldn't:
she was too young - and she loved dad." He goes on, "We
tried everything to split them up - without success.
I don't know why he stays married to her, because underneath it
all I really don't think he likes her." Alison suggests,
"He felt his kids needed a mother figure, and anyone was
better than none." Greg mutters, "Even the
wicked stepmother." Alison then asks, "How does Sarah
feel about her?" Greg replies, "Same as I do:
she can't stand her. First she used to put up with it,
but eventually Phyllis knocked it out of her. Now she just puts
up with it to keep the peace." Alison pours two glasses of
scotch as she says, "I'd like to talk to her again; it wasn't
any good today - there were too many people around - but she seems
like a nice kid." Greg nods, "She is."
Unknown to Alison, Doug is standing in the hallway, putting on
a tie, listening as she goes on, "I only hope we hit it off
like you and I have." She then goes on, "Tell me: if
it was possible for you to leave home, would you?"
Greg nods, "I'd be out like a shot!" Alison
muses, "You never know: I might just be able to work something
out..." In the hallway, a smile crosses Doug's face. He looks
It's evening-time. Alison walks into the kitchen at Caroline's,
where Doug is doing some cooking. She remarks, "Something
smells good." Doug tells her, "Toasted cheese sandwiches.
You like one?" Alison replies, "I wouldn't say no to
half; I didn't eat much at the barbecue - the food was
hideous." Doug grins, "Is that where you picked
up Greg? I knew Charlie was into cradle-snatching, but
I didn't know you were! Asking the guy if he'd leave
home if he could...!" Alison just shrugs, "Sometimes
the direct approach is best..."
It's the next morning. Phyllis Hudson is clearing away the empties
from the drinks table in the Hudsons' back garden. Greg joins
her and remarks, "I thought dad would have cleaned this mess
up last night." Mrs. Hudson retorts, "After the spectacle
you made of him in front of his guests, he was too embarrassed
to do anything; and thanks to you he drank far
too much and now he's trying to sleep off a terrible hangover."
She adds curtly, "I'm sure he's going to have something to
say to you when he gets up." She walks across the garden
to where Sarah is cleaning up another table. Greg follows her
as she growls, "I don't know why you went off with
that woman." Greg shrugs, "She wanted to talk."
Mrs. Hudson mutters, "It was bad enough you invited her here
in the first place." Greg points out, "You
asked her to stay." Mrs. Hudson growls, "What
choice did I have?" Greg tells her, "She was
family." Mrs. Hudson, however, mutters, "Don't
be so ridiculous. We don't know who she is - or
what she wants, for that matter." Greg snaps, "Come
off it. The only reason you don't like her is because she's related
to dad's first wife: our real mother." Mrs. Hudson glares
at him and cries, "Why do you go out of your way to be so
unpleasant?" Greg retorts, "Maybe it's because you bring
out the worst in me." Sarah chips in suddenly, "Stop
it, Greg." Mrs. Hudson stares at Greg and says coolly, "It
has always been understood that that woman's name was never to
be mentioned in this house. I'd like you to remember
that, Greg." With that, she marches off. Sarah glares at
her brother and demands, "Why do you bait her?" Greg
sighs, "I can't help it." Sarah points out, "It
doesn't make it any easier." Greg just tells her, "Don't
worry: you won't have to put up with it for much longer..."
Doug walks into the office at Sanders Air Charter to find Bill
asleep in his camp bed. He sighs heavily as he calls, "Bill,
get up. I got a 'phone call from Gordon this morning: apparently
he and Beryl are coming back earlier than I thought. Beryl decided
that she wanted to get back to Melbourne as soon as possible,
so they're coming on a stand-by flight this morning. I'll bring
him around as soon as they've settled in." From his bed,
Bill murmurs, "Alright." Doug then looks around and
sighs, "This place is worse than I left it yesterday."
Bill explains wearily, "I've been working." Doug goes
on curtly, "If Gordon walks into this mess, it's
not going to leave a very good impression, is it?" Bill assures
him, "I'll fix it up; don't worry." Doug, chucking a
shirt at him, mutters, "You'd better get a move on."
Alison opens the front door at Caroline's to find Mr. and Mrs.
Hudson standing on the step. Mrs. Hudson says curtly, "May
we come in, Miss. Carr?" Mr. Hudson adds, "We've got
something we'd like to say." Alison indicates for them to
head into the lounge room. She closes the front door behind them
and then joins them, inviting them to sit down. As she does likewise,
she says, "I'm sorry I couldn't stay last night." Mrs.
Hudson retorts, "That was quite alright: enough damage was
done in the time you were there." Alison stares
at her and says blankly, "I'm sorry?" Mrs. Hudson growls,
"I've never been so embarrassed and humiliated in all my
life." Alison smiles, "You obviously move in
the wrong circles!" Mrs. Hudson ignores her, going on, "Everything
I've worked so hard for for all these years, to rid this family
of the disgrace your sister brought up it, went down the drain
last night. How do you think Barry felt having his work colleagues
discover his first wife has been in jail?" Alison
shrugs, "I don't know. Why don't we ask him?!"
Mrs. Hudson just goes on, "I've given the best years of my
life to Barry and the children, and I am not about to
see them wasted. It hasn't been easy with the children, but I've
coped with their faults... the disobedience... and I pride myself
on the fact that I've managed to instil in them a decent set of
values. Sarah was more successful than Greg; unfortunately, he
has more of his mother's traits than she has. They'd forgotten
all about Pamela until you turned up - with is the way
we wanted it: Barry and I believe it's no good dragging up the
past; so in future, we'd like you to stay away. In fact, we both
think it was very rude of you to have even turn up in the first
place." Alison points out, "I was invited."
Mrs. Hudson retorts, "Oh yes - but I'm sure you had a fair
idea of the trouble that was going to cause." Alison suggests,
"Surely Greg's allowed to invite anyone he wants
to the house - or isn't that allowed?" Mrs. Hudson says coolly,
"You know exactly what I mean." Alison tells her, "One
thing I do know is that they're not terribly fond of
you. Besides, it's only natural they should have an interest in
trying to find their real mother; anyone who tries to wipe out
the fact that she existed is plain naive." Mr. Hudson
stands up suddenly and says, "I think this discussion has
gone far enough." Alison taunts, "Why? You feeling uncomfortable?
Yes, Pamela told me about all the support you gave her while she
was in prison. How many times did you go and visit her? None."
Mr. Hudson snaps, "I had to think of the family." Alison
comments, "But not of the family's mother."
Mrs. Hudson stands up and says to her husband, "Come on,
Barry - it's time we left." She then turns to Alison and
adds, "Just remember: don't bother calling again, Miss. Carr:
next time, you won't get inside the door." Alison shrugs,
"I wouldn't want to. One afternoon with your
circle of friends is enough to last a lifetime. But don't
bargain on me not seeing Greg and Sarah again; that I can't
promise." She escorts the Hudsons to the front door. She
opens it - to find Doug on the step. He heads inside as the Hudsons
head out, grim-faced. Inside, Doug asks Alison, "Who was
that?" Alison retorts, "No one interesting;
just the barbecue hosts." Doug grins, "Checking on their
son? You are playing with fire, Alison." Alison
shrugs, "Living dangerously." Doug changes the subject
and asks, "Did Caroline 'phone?" Alison replies,
"Nope. Scared of what she might say when she found out you
asked me to stay?" She then adds, "Don't worry - I won't
mention it. I don't want any trouble now we're going into partnership."
Doug declares, "Even if you did, I doubt she'd believe
you." Alison grins, "Come on: we both know how jealous
she is!" Doug replies, "Yeah - but once I tell her about
the young stud you've got your eye on, she'll think differently.
Don't you have any pride? You're old enough to be his old
lady." Alison just shrugs - with a hint of a smile on
her face - "The important thing is I'm not."
Doug tells her, "He's only a kid. Why don't you
leave him alone; let him find someone his own age?"
Alison replies, "I was going to give him to someone
else. Now I've changed my mind: I think I'll keep him
all to myself..."