Todd looks at Fiona in surprise. He then comments, "You
know about those places?" Fiona nods, "Of course;
why shouldn't I?" Todd muses, "I'm scared to
ask!" Fiona digs a black book out of the drawer of her desk
and tells Todd, "I have some friends in the business and
I thought I would start by calling on them." Todd remarks,
"Good thinking!" He then adds, "I wish I
could be more of a help. If only I'd've seen the girl."
Fiona insists, "Not to worry. We know she's got long, dark
hair; we know the date of the booking; we know the venue; that
narrows it right down." Todd murmurs, "I guess so."
Fiona smiles, "Hang in there - we'll find her!"
There's suddenly a knock on the door to the room and Todd goes
to answer it. Andy walks in, holding Madonna. Fiona smiles at
the baby, "Hello, little darling! How's my little girl today,
eh?" Todd comments to Andy, "Get stuck with the babysitting
again, mate?!" Andy nods flatly, "Yeah. Last time, though
- her mum's putting her up for adoption. Fiona cries, "Oh
no..." Andy goes on, "Janice said that she left her
doll in here; can you get her for me, please?" Fiona stands
up and starts hunting around, saying, "Sure. I'll have a
look." Todd remarks, "I don't know how any
woman could get rid of her kid." Fiona, however, tells him,
"You're on the outside, looking in, Todd. It's not as simple
as that. She's very young. If her boyfriend had just stuck by
her, it could've made a big difference." Todd muses, "Yeah,
well, I reckon any guy who gets a girl pregnant and then dumps
her is the lowest form of life." Fiona nods, "I couldn't
agree more." She discovers Madonna's doll behind the bar
and she hands it to Andy, saying sincerely as she does so, "I
hope she goes to a good home." Andy just shrugs, "Not
our problem. See ya." With that, he heads back out. Fiona
looks at Todd and grimaces, "All heart, our Andy, isn't he?"
Out in the hallway, Andy puts Madonna in her carry-chair, saying
softly, "Don't let it get you down. You know what? I reckon
you will end up with the best mum and dad who will spoil you rotten.
I reckon definitely it is a damn good move. Don't you reckon?"
With that, he picks her up and turns and heads out.
A while later, Andy heads into the offices of the crisis centre,
carrying Madonna. Janice is sitting behind the desk and Andy tells
her, "Sorry I took so long - I had trouble getting a cab."
Janice replies, "That's OK. I still haven't finished the
paperwork and Jodie's not here yet." Andy puts Madonna
down on the desk and places her doll next to her. Janice asks,
"What about nappies?" Andy picks up a bag from the floor
and takes a pack of nappies out. Janice smiles, "You've improved
out of sight! Remember how you panicked when I first
asked you to look after her?" Andy retorts indignantly, "I
did not! At least, not until I saw the taxi driving off
with her in the back seat!" He looks at Madonna and adds
cheekily, "Should've let him keep you, eh?! It's
been hard work, being a minder." Janice remarks, "Glad
it's all over?" Andy nods, "You better believe it."
Janice tells him, "I won't keep you, then." Andy, however,
says quickly, "I'm in no rush. How about I pop down the deli
and get you some lunch?" Janice replies, "I brought
a sandwich from home, thankyou." Andy, looking slightly put-out,
murmurs, "I'd better push off then, eh?" He then crouches
down to Madonna and says gently, "Don't do anything I
wouldn't do, eh?" He gives her a kiss. As he does so, Jodie
walks in. Janice smiles at her, "Hello, Jodie." She
then explains to Andy, "This is Madonna's mum, Andy. Jodie,
this is Andy Green, a friend of mine. He's been helping me to
look after Madonna." Andy and Jodie stare at each other.
After a few seconds, Jodie gasps, "Oh my God. I don't believe
it. I've been looking everywhere for him." Turning
to Andy, she announces, "Madonna's your kid."
Andy retorts, "It's the first I've heard of it."
Jodie explains to Janice, "We met at a disco. Afterwards,
we had our own private party. The affair lasted just long enough
for me to get pregnant." Andy demands, "So why didn't
you call?" Jodie snaps, "I didn't know where you lived,
did I? You certainly didn't turn up at that disco again."
Andy murmurs, "That must've been when I went down to Melbourne
to live. I should've been here; should've given you a
hand." Jodie mutters, "Nice of you to say so - even
if you don't mean it." Janice assures her, "Andy
wouldn't say it if he didn't mean it." Jodie retorts, "Why
would he worry about me? I'm just a girl he fancied for
a while. After all, if it wasn't for the baby, we'd both be happy
to go our separate ways. Right Andy?" She then smiles, "You
look as if you've been hit by a truck!" Andy murmurs, "It's
not every day you find out you're a father." Janice
asks, "How do you feel about it?" Andy, however, shrugs,
"I don't know. I don't know whether to pull out the cigars
or head for the hills! One thing's for sure: it's not
going to help my social life!"
Wayne opens the front door at Dural and Sarah steps inside. Wayne
comments, "I thought you'd stood me up!" Sarah assures
him, "Never. Alison was the stumbling block. I kept
thinking you'd give up on me and leave me behind." Wayne
teases, "If you'd been five minutes later...!" Sarah
smiles, "But I wasn't, so stop teasing me and tell me where
we're going for lunch." Wayne just smiles back, "It's
Sometime later, Wayne and Sarah are standing on the deck of a
moored yacht. Wayne pops open a bottle of champagne as he indicates
the yacht and asks, "What do you think?" Sarah smiles,
"I think it's fabulous. Is this your yacht?"
Wayne nods, "Sure is! See, I'm just a kid at heart - I like
my toys." Sarah puts her hand on his shoulder and tells him,
"I like toys too. I like them about your
height... your age..." Wayne chips in, "With a very
healthy bank balance!" Sarah smiles, "And a burning
desire to spend it all on me!" Wayne muses, "I
can think of worse ways to spend my money." Sarah
goes to kiss him on the lips. Wayne, however, holds up two glasses
of champagne, suddenly, and says, "Cheers." Sarah has
to pull away and take a glass. She looks annoyed.
Andy is holding Madonna as he stands in the office at the crisis
centre, saying to Jodie, "I'm not blaming you for wanting
to give Madonna up. I know how hard it must have been to bring
up a kid on your own." Janice chips in, "It's taken
three of us to look after her at home." Andy adds,
"That's my point: it's a lot easier if you've got
people to help you; give you support; and I will
help you: I'll support you both and take her off your hands at
the weekend." Jodie mutters, "Until the novelty
wears off." Andy insists curtly, "I won't let you down."
Janice adds, "You can depend on Andy. He's become very fond
of the child already. He was quite upset when he heard you were
putting her up for adoption." Andy comments, "I wouldn't
want her growing up knowing her real parents wouldn't want her."
Jodie suggests, "Then why don't you take her? As
you said, you've got people to help you look after her; you've
got money coming in; you like her..." Andy says uncertainly,
"Yeah, well, I suppose I could give you a break for a while."
Jodie, however, retorts, "No, it would have to be permanent.
I'm just not cut out to be a mum. So, what do you say?" Andy
retorts, "I say you sure know how to put a bloke on the spot."
Jodie points out tersely, "All you have to do is say 'yes'
or 'no'." Andy turns to Janice and asks, "What would
I have to do if I wanted to keep her?" Janice tells him,
"We'd have to get your name put on the birth certificate."
Turning to Jodie, she goes on, "And you would have
to write a letter saying that you want Andy to take the
child." Jodie shrugs, "It's fine with me."
Janice says, "Andy?" Andy hesitates before nodding,
"Yeah, I'll take her."
The door to Fiona's room at the mansion opens and Fiona and Todd
walk in, Fiona exclaiming as they do so, "My feet are killing
me! I never realised there were so many escort agencies around
town these days. Talk about a growth industry - and I still can't
believe we drew a blank in every single one." The two of
them sit down. Todd takes some photos out of an envelope and says,
"I still reckon she's one of these girls."
Fiona asks, "Why is there no record of the booking?"
Todd suggests, "She could've been moonlighting." Fiona
murmurs, "Maybe." She then goes on, "Come to think
of it, of course, Alison wouldn't want a record. She's
an expert when it comes to covering her tracks. If only
we could get a detailed description of the girl."
Todd muses, "I can just see Alison giving that to
us." He then adds quickly, "Wait a minute: Charlie
saw her too." Fiona reminds him, "She's a hostile witness,
isn't she?" Todd insists, "You can get round her."
Fiona chuckles, "The moment Charlie knew that I was trying
to help you to clear your name, she'd show me the door."
Todd just pleads, "It's the only hope I've got. Without that
description, I'm history."
A while later, Fiona is standing with Charlie in the hallway
at Charlie's. She's holding Todd's envelope and saying, "I
know it's a lot to ask, but if you'd just look through these..."
Charlie snaps, "No way." She marches off into her lounge
room. Fiona follows her, crying, "Please, Charlie."
Charlie just retorts, "I can't believe you let Todd get
to you." She then adds, "On second thoughts, yes I can:
he's got that nice, clean-cut boy act down to a fine art."
Fiona tells her, "There is evidence to support
his story." Charlie mutters, "I've heard all about those
famous 'tests' that Michael ran." Fiona demands, "Then
why aren't you willing to give him the benefit of the doubt?"
Charlie says coolly, "Fiona, he stayed out all night with
that girl. He had to come up with something to cover
himself." Fiona exclaims, "You're not suggesting that
he drugged himself just to confuse the issue?" Charlie
just retorts, "It's the only explanation, isn't it?"
Fiona tells her, "He's not acting like a guilty
man. The moment I gave him your description of the girl, he traipsed
round every escort agency in town, trying to get these."
She indicates the envelope of photos. Charlie just snaps indignantly,
"I bet he did - and they're probably old girlfriends."
Fiona says quickly, "I went with him - but as neither
of us saw the girl, we can't progress any further until you identify
her." Charlie just cries, "It won't be in there."
She indicates the envelope, going on, "Todd doesn't have
to pay for his women." Fiona declares, "Precisely.
Please, please have a look at them." Charlie stares
at her. She then sighs, "Oh, alright. It'll be a waste of
time." She sits down on the couch and takes the photos out
of the envelope. Looking at each in turn, she says, "No...
no..." Looking at the third photo, she stops and stares at
it. Fiona asks quickly, "Is that her?" Charlie starts
to say, "I only saw her for a moment..." Fiona takes
the photo and says, "We'll come back to it later on."
Charlie carries on going through the photos, saying, "No...
not even close... no..." She looks again at the photo of
the woman she's not sure about. Fiona says, "I'll tell you
what: I'll ring her agency and see if she had the night off. Do
you mind if I use your 'phone?" Charlie nods, "Be my
guest." As Fiona heads over to the 'phone, Charlie says,
"Shouldn't you be asking if she was booked to go the gym
that night?" Fiona replies, "I've already asked
that question, but none of the agencies have any record of the
booking." She starts dialling as Charlie declares in annoyance,
"Then it obviously wasn't a set-up, so why are you wasting
my time?" Fiona retorts, "Because if she did
have the night off, she could've been doing a little bit of freelancing."
Charlie mouths, "Oh." Fiona's call is answered and she
says, "Hello. Viv? It's Fiona Thompson here. One more question,
love: remember I asked you for a photo of Monica? Well I was wondering
if you could tell me if she had the night off on the 23rd."
She waits before then exclaiming triumphantly, "She did?"
Her face drops, though, as she carries on, "Oh. Oh, I see.
Yes. OK. Bye." She hangs up. Charlie asks hopefully, "Well?"
Fiona nods, "She did have the night off - the reason
being she was in Europe, on holidays, and she still is."
Charlie glares at her and snaps, "I told you it
was a waste of time. Face facts, Fiona: there was no
set-up. Todd cheated on me and had the bad luck to get caught
out, and that's all there is to it."
Back in her room at the mansion, Fiona says sadly to Todd, "I
was so sure we'd hit the jackpot, but..." Todd sighs, "All
it's done is make Charlie even more against me. Well,
I'm not going to give up. Somehow, I'll prove I was framed."
Fiona asks, "How? We don't know what the girl looks
like. We don't know her name... where she lives..." Todd,
who's holding the photo of Monica, retorts, "We know she
looks something like this and that's a start." With
that, he walks out.
Janice and Andy walk into the crisis centre, Andy holding Madonna
and Janice saying, "That's the birth certificate all fixed
up. All I need you to do now is sign a couple of forms and then
you can take Madonna home." As Andy sits down slowly, Janice
comments, "You look a bit shell-shocked." Andy nods,
"I am. I must be crazy taking this on;
it's going to cost me a fortune to bring her up. I can't
stay in the bedsit; it's too small." Janice suggests, "Why
don't you ask Fiona if you can have the flat upstairs? You can
turn the second room into a nursery." Andy nods, "That's
a thought - but I can't afford it yet." Janice tells him,
"It doesn't come vacant for another two weeks, so if you
get in now and tell Fiona you want it..." Andy, however,
says warily, "I'd rather if Fiona didn't know anything
right now." Janice exclaims in surprise, "Why on earth
not?" Andy tells her, "You know what she's like: she's
always going on about how irresponsible I am and all that."
Janice just says, "She'll have to sing a different
tune now. There's nothing irresponsible about deciding to be a
single dad." Andy muses, "She'll still reckon I'm not
up to it; she'd always be on my back. At the moment, I don't need
that; I've got too much on my plate." He looks at Madonna,
Sarah and Wayne are standing on Wayne's moored yacht, staring
out at the water. Sarah smiles happily, "I wish this day
didn't have to end. Couldn't we just pull-up anchor and sail away?"
Wayne smiles back, "It's a tempting thought." Sarah
teases, "Why not give in to temptation?" Wayne tells
her, "Because I like you too much to make you just another
one of my toys." Looking impressed, Sarah comments, "That's
the nicest thing you've ever said to me." Wayne
shrugs, "Must be the wine talking." Her face
dropping, Sarah pleads, "Don't spoil it. Just keep telling
me how much you like it." Wayne looks at her and then says,
"I think I'd better get you home." He steps away from
her. Sarah follows him and says, "You did that last night,
after dinner and the nightclub. I had hoped today might be different."
Wayne puts his hands on her arms and says, "Look, Sarah,
you're a very lovely lady and you deserve a lot better than to
get mixed up with someone like me." Sarah smiles,
"But I want you." Wayne asks, "Haven't
you heard about my track record with women? It's bad
news." Sarah puts her arms around his neck and smiles, "All
that could change..." Wayne, however, says quickly, "And
I don't think I'm ready for another relationship yet." Sarah,
stroking his face, says, "But you do want me...
don't you." Wayne replies, "Of course I do
- but I haven't felt this way about a woman since my wife died
and it scares the hell out of me." Sarah tells him
gently, "You don't have to be scared. Just let me make you
happy." With that, she gives him a hug. She doesn't
notice the smirk on Wayne's face... They then start kissing passionately...
Charlie walks into the lounge room at her house with a bowl of
food for Isabella. She sits down on the couch with Isabella and
starts trying to feed her. Isabella refuses it, though. Charlie
sighs, "I've made you your favourite - it's eye fillet."
The front door bangs suddenly and Alison walks in. She looks at
the dog bowl and says, "Don't throw it away, Charlie - I
might be in need of a free meal soon." She pours herself
a drink as Charlie looks at her in surprise. Alison explains,
"I've been pouring so much money into that damn jet, my cashflow's
down to a small trickle." Charlie asks, "What about
the money from the mansion?" Alison tells her, "So far
all I've got's a deposit; that's why I've been fishing
around for a bridging loan, to tide me over." She sits down
as Charlie asks, "Any luck?" Alison replies, "I
could have the money tomorrow if I'm prepared to pay
a small fortune in interest." Charlie mouths, "Oh. What
are you going to do now?" Alison says curtly, "Put the
screws on Wayne to pay me the money he owes me right now."
Charlie muses, "I can just see him doing you a favour..."
Alison smiles, "A bit of emotional blackmail will work wonders."
Charlie comments, "It'll have to be pretty powerful to make
him come across." Alison, however, insists, "No.
If you know the right buttons to press, he's like a Pavlov's Dog:
a mass of conditioned reflexes." Charlie's face drops. She
murmurs, "Aren't we all..." Alison goes on,
"His secretary told me he'll be sunning himself on the company
yacht. I can't wait to spoil his day...
Wayne emerges from below-decks on the yacht, topless. Sarah follows
him up a few seconds later. She smiles at Wayne, "You look
as if you might purr!" Wayne beams, "I have to admit,
I haven't felt this good for a long time." Sarah points out,
"I told you I'd make you happy, didn't I?"
Wayne then asks, "Want me to take you home now?" Sarah,
however, insists, "Not now. Grab the glasses; we don't want
to waste the rest of our time together, do we?"
Wayne tells her, "I'm kicking myself I left it this
long." They start kissing passionately again. When they pull
apart, Wayne heads across the deck to pick up the champagne glasses.
All of a sudden, he mutters, "Oh hell." He's spotted
Alison walking towards them. Sarah asks, "What's wrong?"
Wayne explains, "Alison's heading our way." Sarah exclaims,
"I don't believe it. She can't possibly know that I'm here."
Wayne retorts, "Of course she doesn't. That's the
way it's going to stay, too. You go below and stay there
and I'll give you the OK." Sarah heads back below-decks as
Alison approaches the yacht and makes her way across a plank,
onto the deck. Wayne demands angrily, "Who gave you
permission to come aboard?" Alison tells him, "If you
want to get rid of me, all you have to do is write me a cheque."
Wayne growls, "I'll give you the rest of the money for the
boarding house when I'm good and ready." Alison muses, "I
knew all that talk about helping your father was nothing
more than that. I can't wait to tell him you're doing your best
to sabotage us." Wayne growls, "What are you talking
about?" Alison replies, "Without my money, the business
will go bust - so by your holding out on us, you're destroying
your father's chance to make a go of it. When he hears about it,
I'd say your credibility will hit rock-bottom." Wayne looks
down at the deck, an annoyed expression his face. Alison adds
gleefully, "Would you like a pen?" Wayne turns to a
small table next to him and picks up his chequebook. Alison comments,
"Good to see you being reasonable." She then indicates
the yacht and goes on, "I'm surprised to see you've kept
on this old tub; I would've thought the sea had too many painful
memories for you: being stranded on an island... almost taken
by a shark... Susan jumping over a cliff... body never found...
Still, I knew all that grief was only skin-deep."
Wayne doesn't respond. Alison then spots the two glasses and,
picking up one which has lipstick on it, smiles, "Who's she?"
Wayne just hands her the cheque, looking annoyed. Alison takes
it. She then taunts, "May as well write her cheque
while you're at it. Still, thanks for mine - I'll bank
it straight away!" She gives him a wave and takes a step
forward - but instead of stepping onto the plank leading to the
jetty, she misses and dives headlong into the water with a scream!
Wayne bursts out laughing! A lifeguard runs over to help her.
Wayne, however, laughs, "Don't bother! She's so full of hot
air, she'll stay afloat forever!"
It's evening-time and Wayne and Sarah are back at Dural. Wayne
says sincerely, "Sorry I can't see you home." Sarah
asks, "Why can't you?" Wayne muses, "After
Alison going in the drink, I can just imagine the reception I'd
get!" Sarah points out, "She has to find out about us
sooner or later." Wayne suggests, "Let's make it later."
He opens the front door as Sarah asks, "Why hold off?"
Wayne tells her, "Because she'd kick you out if she knew
we were seeing each other." Sarah insists, "I couldn't
care less." Wayne goes on, "I don't want your burning
your bridges until you're absolutely sure about me." Sarah
tells him, "I am." Wayne, though, says gently,
"I hurt Susie. I don't want to hurt you.
Humour me, will you?" Sarah smiles, "OK." She then
gives him a kiss and heads out. Wayne closes the door, a smile
on his face.
Next door, Alison is sitting on the couch, wearing her dressing
gown, a towel over her hair. She snaps at Charlie, "It was
no accident I fell in that water." Charlie mutters,
"Men are vile, aren't they?" She sits down as Alison
retorts, "You should know." She then
adds quickly, "I'm sorry; I'm a bit on edge." Charlie
asks, "You worried about Sarah?" Alison replies,
"I'd just like to know what's happened to her."
Charlie suggests, "She probably felt better and went out
with Andy." Alison demands, "Then why didn't she leave
me a note?" Charlie just shrugs. Alison then says, "Still,
today wasn't a total washout - if you'll excuse the pun."
She picks up Wayne's cheque from the coffee table and adds, "The
ink's run a bit, but it should be OK."
There's suddenly a noise at the front door. Charlie warns, "Don't
play the heavy mum, OK?" Sarah walks in and smiles, "Hi!"
Alison comments, "You look like you've had a good day!"
Sarah tells her, "I got out into the fresh air for the while.
It worked wonders." Alison probes, "Did you, er, call
in on Andy while you were out?" Sarah replies, "No."
Alison demands, "Then why in the hell have you been so long?"
Charlie rolls her eyes! Sarah snaps at Alison, "Do I have
to fill in a logbook every time I go out?" Charlie
chips in, "It's not an interrogation, darling; Alison was
just a teensy bit worried about you." Sarah retorts, "I'm
quite capable of looking after myself." With that, she storms
out of the room again. Alison looks at Charlie and sighs, "You
don't have to say it: I blew it." Charlie shrugs, "At
least you're in the money again!" Alison smiles, "Yes.
With all this lovely money to fatten my bank account, it should
be plain sailing from now on!"
The next morning, Alison is standing in the lounge room at Charlie's,
the 'phone to her ear. She asks tersely, "When did it happen?...
I see. Have you been in touch with the insurance company yet?"
Charlie walks in, yawning, as Alison says, "Good. I'll be
down there as soon as I can." She hangs up. Charlie asks
immediately, "Down where?" Alison snaps, "Melbourne.
Some idiot damaged the engine of the jet. It'll cost me a small
fortune to fix it." Charlie cries, "Oh no..."
Alison mutters, "Serves me right for saying everything will
be smooth sailing from now on; that was as good as asking
for trouble." Charlie suggests, "The insurance company
will cover it, won't they?" Alison shrugs, "If they
don't, I'm history."
Next door, Wayne is sitting at the dining table at Dural, his
breakfast in front of him. He's talking on the 'phone, however,
saying, "You've done a good job, Ron. While Alison's in Melbourne,
fighting the insurance company, I'll have all the time in the
world to pull the rug out from underneath her... Yeah, I will.
Bye, mate. Thanks." He hangs up just as a weary-looking Todd
walks in, holding the envelope of photos. Wayne comments to him,
"Your eyes look like my fried eggs!" Todd explains,
"I did a pub crawl last night; hit every pick-up joint in
town." Wayne asks, "Looking for girls with long, dark
hair?" Todd nods, "Yeah - and I only found one - and
she was a he! The bloke was a female impersonator!"
Wayne asks, "Shouldn't you be trying escort agencies?"
Todd tells him, "Been there, done that. Drawn a blank everywhere."
Taking the photo of Monica out of the envelope, he adds, "According
to Charlie, this one's quite a lookalike." Wayne
takes the photo and stares at it. He asks, "How'd you get
Charlie to co-operate?" Todd explains, "I
didn't; Fiona sweet-talked her. Still, I'm beginning
to think it's all a lost cause." Wayne tells him, "It
won't be easy: Alison's a clever lady. Still, this girl's face..."
Todd asks, "What about her?" Wayne murmurs, "I
don't know... Just reminds me of someone; I can't think
who. It'll come to me." He then adds, "You want some
breakfast?" Todd, however, tells him, "No, I'll go for
a run first; I need to clear my head." With that, he stands
up and heads back out. When he's gone, Wayne goes to a drawer
by the window, takes out a file and opens it. Inside is a photo
of Mandy. He places the photo of Monica next to it before turning
back to the shot of Mandy and murmuring to himself, "Time
for you to resurface, my lovely..."