Todd hangs up the the 'phone in the reception area at the gym
as Charlie walks in. He asks gently, "You OK?" Charlie
shakes her head, sadly. Todd asks, "You see Alison?"
Charlie nods at him. She then cries, "It was the hardest
thing I've ever had to do in my life." Todd tells
her, "It had to happen sooner or later. You've been a much
better friend than she deserves - and for far too long."
Charlie cries, "But it always hasn't been this way.
You should've known her in the old days: she was a good
person then; she really was. And maybe the change isn't all her
fault?" Todd just murmurs, "Maybe. But it isn't your
fault either, and you can't go on feeling responsible for her."
Charlie replies quietly, "I know. In a way, I'm glad - it
brought things to a head with us - and now she's gone,
we can get on with our own lives." Todd gives her a gentle
kiss and tells her, "From now on, there's only one thing
in this world that's important to me: making you happy. No Alison
Carr or anyone else is going to keep me from doing just that."
The two of them start kissing passionately...
Wayne is sitting with his arm around Sarah on the couch in the
lounge room at Dural. She sighs, "I knew it was
too good to last. That's the story of my life: whenever things
start going well, something always happens to ruin it."
Wayne, looking surprised, asks, "What are you talking about?"
Sarah replies, "Alison. Things aren't going to be the same
now she's found out." Wayne shrugs, "I don't
see why. There's nothing she can do to keep us apart."
Sarah points out, "She can make all kinds of trouble."
Wayne, however, says, "How? She's not your mother.
Even if she was, you're old enough to do what you want."
Sarah sighs, "It's how Greg will feel that worries
me. You can bet she'll try all that stupid stuff she tried before
about you just using me. The difference is Greg will believe
it." Wayne muses, "I'm not so sure." Sarah, however,
insists, "He will. It's not fair. I love you - and I love
Greg too. Why should I have to fight one of you to be with the
other?" Wayne assures her, "It won't come to that. The
only reason Greg dislikes me is because of the lies Alison's told
him. If we can talk to him together - let him hear our
side - he'll come round." Sarah smiles, "I'm glad you
care enough to make the effort; a lot of men wouldn't."
Wayne tells her, "You obviously care a lot about
your brother. The least we can do is tell him the truth about
Alison - and hopefully get him out of her clutches." Sarah
smiles warmly, "You're a very caring and unselfish man, Wayne
Hamilton. Thankyou." With that, she leans in and gives him
a hug. She doesn't see the smug expression on Wayne's face as
he murmurs, "My pleasure..."
There's a photo of Charlie and Alison smiling happily sitting
on the coffee table in the lounge room at Charlie's. Alison appears
in the doorway of the open french windows and calls, "Charlie?"
She steps inside as Greg walks in from the hallway and smiles,
"I thought I heard someone! Guess what: I got the
job - at the card company, remember? Writing all those birthday
verses." Alison just replies in a distracted voice, "Oh.
Right. That's good. I hope it all works out for you." She
makes her way towards the hallway. Greg calls after her, "Anything
wrong?" Alison looks back at him and retorts, "Yes.
Quite a lot."
In the lounge room at Dural, Wayne raises a glass of champagne
and smiles, "A toast - to Charlie and Todd. Happy reunion."
Charlie and Todd are sitting on the couch. Wayne is sitting with
his arm around Sarah. Charlie beams, "Thankyou, darlings."
Sarah tells her, "Honestly, I couldn't be happier for you
both; it's wonderful news." Todd looks at Wayne
and tells him, "I'm moving back down the road with Charlie.
I've just finished work so I'll come and collect my things."
Wayne comments, "I assume Fiona got that girl to tell the
truth?" Charlie nods coolly, "Yes, thank heavens. I
could hardly believe it at first, but when she produced
those drug ampoules..." Sarah chips in, "What's everyone
talking about?" There's an embarrassed silence. Todd then
explains warily, "That whole thing with the girl and me was
a set-up. Alison drugged me and hired the girl, then arranged
for Charlie to walk in on us." Sarah exclaims in shock, "Alison
did?" Charlie retorts bitterly, "So much for people
you think are your friends." Wayne asks, "Have
you seen her since you found out the truth?" Charlie growls,
"Yes - and I've made it perfectly clear that I never want
to see her again." Wayne comments, "It's probably
worked out for the best, then." Looking at Sarah, he adds,
"It seems you won't have to worry about her giving you a
hard time anymore - but the invitation to move in here still stands
if you want it to." Sarah hesitates before replying, "I
would. I've love to. I'll stay at Charlie's for the time being,
to help out with the wedding, but as soon as she and Todd are
married--" Charlie stares at her. She interrupts and asks,
"What are you talking about, darling?" Wayne tells her,
"Sarah and Alison had a bit of a run-in. I thought it was
best if Sarah moved out of your place to be away from her."
Charlie gasps, "That woman is incredible."
Wayne says, "I'm glad you told her to go - not just for Sarah;
she's obviously had a bad influence on Greg, as well."
Charlie muses, "I doubt if Greg'll see it like that;
he's always rather liked Alison." Wayne just tells
her, "There's enough of us now who know the truth. Hopefully
we can convince him. We have to do our best, anyway..."
Alison is standing with Greg in the hallway at Charlie's, saying,
"The worst thing about it all is I know Wayne's responsible
- but I can't prove it; no one will believe
me. Anyway, that's what's happened. I guess one day you and everyone
else will realise I've been telling the truth." She then
turns towards the lounge room, adding, "I'll go and call
a cab before Charlie gets back." She goes to the 'phone and
starts dialling. Greg follows her into the room and tells her,
"I believe you." Alison turns to look at him.
Greg gives her a hug as he adds, "We'll find some way to
prove it; don't worry."
A short time later, Greg puts a suitcase down in the hallway,
next to two others. Alison joins him with a further two cases.
Greg asks her, "Any more?" Alison, however, replies,
"No, that's it. I think we're about ready to go." Greg
asks, "Um... where is it we're going, exactly?"
Alison tells her, "Well, a hotel to start - somewhere nice
and luxurious. I don't know about you, but I don't mind
being waited on hand-and-foot for a while!" Greg asks, "Can
you afford it?" Alison laughs, "I'm not quite broke
yet. Anyway, it's only a temporary measure until I can
find somewhere permanent - or at least I can convince Charlie
I've been set up." Greg tells her, "I'll help you all
I can, but any ideas on how to start?" Alison replies, "In
theory it's simple: we just find the girl and offer her more to
tell the truth than Wayne paid her to lie. I don't care
how much it costs - Charlie's far more important to me than any
amount of money." She then indicates the cases and
adds, "Let's get this gear outside - the cab'll
be here in a minute." The 'phone starts ringing suddenly
and Alison muses, "My last official act as resident guest!"
She heads into the lounge room and picks up the 'phone, saying,
"Hello. Alison Carr." She listens and then says, "Oh
yes, hello." She listens again before asking warily, "What
bad news?" A look of horror begins to cross her face as she
listens further. After a few seconds, she whispers, "I don't
believe it... There must have been some..." She then hangs
up. Greg asks, "What's the matter?" Alison just stands
there, looking shocked. Greg presses, "Alison, what's wrong?"
Alison turns to him and replies shakily, "What I said before
about not being broke... it seems I was wrong. That was
my solicitor: my creditors have applied to declare me bankrupt."
She sits down slowly on the couch as she goes on distantly, "All
those loans I went guarantor for have been called-in. There's
no way I can meet them. All my personal assets... everything...
they've been frozen. There'll be a notice in tomorrow's paper.
I've lost everything except what's in those suitcases and a few
dollars in my purse." Greg crouches down to her level and
murmurs, "Right. Well, we'll sort something out just the
same. We'll find a place the two of us can share 'til you get
back on your feet." Alison points out, "It still has
to be paid for." Greg insists, "I've got some
money; I'll pay. After all, you've spent plenty helping
me. It's time I repaid the debt."
Sometime later, the door opens to a room in a dingy-looking motel.
The room is painted orange. It has two single beds in it, together
with a couple of armchairs, a dressing table, a wardrobe and a
small window. Greg and Alison step inside and put down their suitcases.
Alison then looks around and gasps in horror, "Oh my God
- this is awful. How can anyone stay in a place like
this?" Greg points out, "It won't be for long.
It's comfortable enough. It's quiet." A clock suddenly starts
chiming loudly outside! A wry smile crosses Alison's face and
she muses, "You were saying?!" Greg points out, "We'll
always know what time it is!" Alison, sitting down on one
of the chairs, sighs, "I know what time it is: time
to admit defeat. Wayne's beaten me - and that's
all there is to it." Greg, however, sits down next to her
and insists, "No he hasn't. The only way he'll beat you is
if you let him - and you're not going to do
that; not as long as Greg Hudson's around. Now, let's get unpacked
and see if we can't make this place a bit more homely." Alison
looks at him. A smile of relief crosses her face.
Janice is talking on the 'phone in Fiona's room at the mansion,
saying sadly, "Yes. Thanks anyway. Bye." She hangs up
and says to Fiona, who's standing behind her, "That's it
- we've tried every refuge in the 'phone book. No one's seen either
of them." Fiona sighs, "Where could they have got
to? You know, if anything's happened to them, I'll just never
forgive myself." Janice assures her, "Nothing's
happened. Andy hasn't had much experience with babies, but he's
not completely silly. If he needs advice, he'll find
someone to give it to him."
Andy is walking across a caravan site, carrying Madonna and fussing
over her. He approaches a van and says, "Here we are: home
sweet home. What do you reckon? I know it's not the Ritz, but
at least it's ours; there's no one here who can take
you away from me. What do you feel about something to eat, eh?
You don't look too interested, but we'll see what we
can do!" He goes and unlocks the door to the van.
Sarah and Wayne are sitting with Charlie and Todd in the lounge
room at Charlie's. Sarah is commenting, "Three days isn't
very long to organise a wedding! Maybe you should postpone
it for a bit?" Todd, however, tells her, "No way. I'm
not giving anything else a chance to go wrong! Anyway,
most of the arrangements are already made. You see, when
Charlie and I had that 'slight misunderstanding', I didn't cancel
anything. I knew we'd sort it out; well, I hoped
we would, anyway!" Charlie says, "What I have
to do now is find a bridesmaid. Um... Sarah... I wondered
if you might like to do it." A smile crosses Sarah's
face and she exclaims, "I'd love to!" Charlie
beams, "Good. That's all settled then!" Todd comments,
"Which leaves me to dig-up a best man." He
looks at Wayne and says, "Don't suppose you'd like
the job...?" A look of surprise crosses Wayne's face. He
then replies, "I'd be honoured. The only thing is: how would
Charlie feel about it?" Charlie smiles broadly as
she assures him, "Darling, I think it's a lovely
idea. After all, if it hadn't been for your help in tracking down
that awful girl, there wouldn't be any wedding, would
there?" Wayne shrugs, "Any friend would've done the
same. But sure - it sounds great! Me as best man, Sarah as bridesmaid...
it gives us a chance to spend a lot of time together!" He
turns to Sarah and gives her a warm kiss. Charlie beams, "Oh,
you know - in spite of all the hitches, everything's turning out
beautifully!" Wayne looks at her and nods knowingly,
"I'll second that..."
Janice is talking on the 'phone again in Fiona's room at the
mansion. She's saying, "Yes, of course I understand,
but--" She breaks off and turns to Fiona, hissing at her,
"He's been there, but they won't give me the address."
Fiona hisses back, "Then get heavy." Janice cries, "I
can't. I'm not on official business." Fiona points
out, "They don't know that. Now come on." Janice
returns to the 'phone and says in a terse voice, "Hello?
I appreciate your problem, but I really haven't got time to waste.
This is an emergency. If I don't locate that young man, it'll
be a black mark on my Department - and yours as well." She
then says to the person on the 'phone, "Would you mind telling
me your name?... Well, the Director's going to want to know what
the hold-up is." She listens. A grin then crosses her face
and she says, "Thankyou. Thankyou, you've been most helpful.
Bye-bye!" She hangs up and tells Fiona, "He's staying
in a caravan park. Let's go!" She turns to dash out. Fiona,
however, says quickly, "Wait a minute, Janice. Me only, if
you don't mind, love. I'm responsible for this mess; it's up to
me to straighten it out."
Andy is sitting on the steps of his caravan, feeding Madonna
from a bottle. Fiona approaches them, but stops in her tracks
and watches Andy as he says to Madonna gently, "Look at the
mess you're making! You know, we're going to have to have a serious
talk about table manners, young lady!" He spots Fiona standing
there, suddenly. She starts walking towards him. He stands up
and warns, "If you try and take Madonna away, you'll be sorry."
Fiona, however, explains gently, "I've come here to apologise,
Andy, not to take her away from you. The fact that you ran off
and didn't give her up shows how much you care for her.
And if I wanted any more proof, the way you were looking
at her a moment ago when you were feeding her... Andy, I was wrong
and I am sorry." Andy murmurs, "It's Madonna you should
be sorry to - she's the one that's been dragged around from one
place to another." Fiona nods, "I know, and I want to
make it up. I want you to come back to the house." Andy growls,
"What - so you can keep an eye on me?" Fiona
tells him sincerely, "Because it's your home. I
won't bother you if you don't want me to, but if you do
need any help or advice, I'll always be there. Janice too. I'm
sure you can't enjoy living in a place like this."
Andy looks around at the caravan park and shrugs, "It's alright."
Fiona pleads, "Andy... please?" Andy looks at Madonna
and then muses, "I will say she's a bit of a handful sometimes."
Fiona insists, "Andy, I really am sorry." A smile crosses
Andy's face and he nods, "Yeah, alright." He looks at
Madonna and smiles, "What do you reckon, bubs? You want to
It's evening-time. Janice and Andy are standing in Fiona's room
at the mansion. Fiona is sitting on the couch. Andy is saying,
"Madonna's down. She fell asleep as soon as she hit the pillow.
I reckon she must be glad to be home too." Fiona says, "I'm
so happy you're home, Andy. Maybe we can be friends again?"
Andy looks at her and nods, "I don't see why not. I guess
everyone needs friends." Janice chips in, "They certainly
do." Andy goes on, "That's one thing I noticed
about the caravan park: Madonna and I had each other and no one
else. I thought about staying in a refuge - just for the company
- but I knew that would be the first place you'd look!"
Fiona chuckles, "You were probably better off where
you were! Refuges do their best, but a lot of them are very over-crowded
and they're desperately short of funds." Janice adds, "And
there aren't enough of them. What they really need are big houses
with lots of rooms and decent-sized grounds, so people have some
breathing space. Places like here." She sits down
next to Fiona - who is sitting there with a very thoughtful expression
on her face. She exclaims, "Hey! Hey! That's worth
thinking about!" Janice asks blankly, "What
is?" Fiona replies, "Turning this place into a refuge.
The rent's low enough and we wouldn't need much in the way of
facilities." Andy asks, "Are you serious?" Fiona
smiles, "Yeah! I think so! I've been looking for
something to occupy my mind ever since I came back from the old-people's
home! This could be just the thing!" Janice beams, "Fiona,
it's a great idea! I love it!" Andy adds,
"So do I!" His face then drops as he adds,
"The question is: will Wayne?" Fiona suggests,
"There's only one way to find out. I'll put it to him as
soon as I see him." Andy tells her, "There's no way
he'll be in it." Fiona just chuckles, "I can be pretty
persuasive! We'll just wait and see."
Alison is sitting on one of the beds in the motel room, staring
at the photo of her and Charlie that was on the coffee table at
Charlie's. Greg comes in from outside, holding a large box-shaped
object wrapped in a blue blanket. He smiles, "Hi! How's it
going?" Alison muses, "I've been worse." Greg tells
her, "I've been doing some thinking and I reckon you should
get yourself a few new friends - so I got you someone to practice
on." Alison asks, "What is it?" Greg pulls away
the blanket to reveal a cage containing a budgie! He says, "Howard,
meet Alison. Alison, this is Howard!" Alison exclaims in
astonishment, "A budgerigar?!" Greg nods, "He's
cute, isn't he?!" Alison just asks, "Who's going to
look after him?" Greg replies, "A packet of bird seed
will last him six months. What could be cheaper than that?"
He then prompts Alison, "Say hello! Go on!" Alison crouches
down to Howard's level and remarks, "He does have rather
a sweet face!" She then takes the cage and says, "Come
on, Howard. I'll put you over here, near the window, where you'll
have a wonderful view of the brick wall next door!"
It's the next morning. The clock outside is striking the hour.
Alison stirs from where she's lying asleep in bed. Greg is already
dressed, and Alison looks at him and comments, "You're
up early." Greg explains, "New job. I have to make a
good impression." Alison muses, "By getting there before
sunrise? Who are you trying to impress - the cleaner?!" Greg
tells her, "Better to allow for traffic." He then asks,
"You sleep well?" Alison retorts, "Oh yes - apart
from the chimes going every 15 minutes and the stupid parrot screeching
its head off at 3am." Greg corrects, "It's a budgerigar."
He then adds quickly, "No, I'm serious: you alright?"
Alison smiles, "I'm fine. I feel much better today - so don't
Sometime later, Charlie and Sarah are sitting on the couch in
the lounge room at Charlie's, listening as Greg stands in front
of them and tells them curtly, "Alison says she was set-up
- and I believe her. You've got no idea how much all
this has upset her." Charlie, however, retorts, "Darling,
I've got every idea. If you'd known Alison as long as
I have, you'd know what an actress she is."
Greg insists, "She's not acting, Charlie. I'm sharing a room
with her; I know what she's going through." There's suddenly
a knock on the front door and Wayne calls, "Anyone home?"
Charlie calls back, "Come through, darling." She then
turns back to Greg and tells him, "She's using you
- the same as she used me all those years." Wayne
wanders in and smiles, "Hello! Everyone's on the
move early this morning!" Charlie tells him stiffly, "Greg's
come over to, er, plead Alison's case." Wayne muses, "Uh
huh?" He then says, "I think it's time you told the
truth to Greg and Sarah about their mother." Looking wary,
Charlie murmurs, "Yes, I think you're probably right."
She looks at the twins and goes on gently, "Oh darlings,
there's been an awful thing done to you that you don't even know
about. I was part of it because Alison persuaded
me. Your mother didn't abandon you. She loved you very
much." Greg mutters, "That's hard to believe."
Charlie insists, "If she'd known you were in Sydney, there's
no way she'd have gone without seeing you. Alison manipulated
the whole thing." Sarah stares at her as she goes on, "It
was out of jealousy that she brought you both up to Sydney in
the first place." Sarah queries, "Jealousy?"
Charlie explains, "Your mother was going out with the man
that Alison wanted. She thought she could use the two of you to
split them up - but when she met you, she changed her plans. She
decided what she really wanted was the two of you to take the
place of her own children. She let your mother leave
Sydney without even telling her you were here."
Greg stares at her and growls, "I don't believe it."
Wayne chips in, "It's true. At one stage, you were out by
the pool while you mother was leaving by the front door. Alison
didn't say a word to anyone. That's the sort of person
your 'friend' is." Greg just retorts, "It sounds
pretty far-fetched to me. I think I want to hear her
side." Wayne shrugs, "By all means - but she'll only
lie. Why don't I show you something first?"
At the motel, Alison is crouching down in front of Howard's cage,
which she's placed on a sheet of newspaper on her bed. She hears
the door to the room open behind her, but she doesn't look round.
It's Wayne who walks in. Alison continues looking at Howard as
she comments, "Now I know where he gets the energy to squawk
all night. It's the way he eats!" She stands up
and looks round at the door. Finding Wayne standing there, she
cries in shock, "How did you find me?" Wayne replies
gleefully, "Greg. I just called over to let you know he won't
be coming back." He takes a couple of steps towards Alison
as he holds out an envelope and adds, "I showed him - and
Sarah - this. It's a letter Pamela wrote to me after
she went off with Nick - mainly by ways of an apology for running
out on me, but it mentions how much she regrets never having the
chance to see her kids. She makes it quite clear how
much she loves them." Alison growls, "You could've paid
someone to write a forgery." Wayne tells her, "Charlie
vouched that it was genuine. I don't think either of them will
ever want to see you again." Alison starts to snarl,
"You s--" Wayne interrupts and retorts gleefully, "Just
keeping my promise. I told you I would take away everything and
everyone you ever cared about. Here you are: no money, no friends,
nothing." Alison looks down at the floor. A look then crosses
her face. She looks back up at Wayne and murmurs, "The 'plane...
It was you, wasn't it? You sabotaged it."
Wayne just repeats slowly, "Everyone, everything
- and there's nothing you can do to get any of it back. You...