Rosemary telling Jim and Paul that she didn't mean to come and cause trouble; she just got frustrated for Helen, seeing her slaving away for a family who can look after themselves.
Nikki telling Danny that she wishes he hadn't invited Scott to the cinema tonight; she thought it could just be the two of them.
Rosemary asking Helen a favour but adding that it would mean leaving the Robinsons.
Helen stares at Rosemary as she says:
ROSEMARY: I want *you* to head up this end of my consultancy, mum. Australia's a long way from the States and I need someone out here that I can trust.
Looking astonished, Helen suggests that surely Rosemary will need a person who has experience in Rosemary's field and who knows exactly what they're doing. Rosemary, however, tells her:
ROSEMARY: A lot of experienced people in this field are vultures, mum. If I pick employees who are only concerned about what's in it for them, then my profit and my business can go down the drain. No, I need someone that I can rely on like you.
HELEN (points out): But I don't know the first thing about company takeovers or cash injections or whatever else it is that you do.
ROSEMARY: All you need is tact and common sense: once you've handled one deal, all the rest will follow the same pattern. Believe me: I've worked to a set of guidelines in the States, and Australia will be no exception; you just need to take one step at a time.
Helen says hesitantly.
HELEN: If I *do* take up your offer, why do I have to leave the family?
ROSEMARY: Well, I have to be truthful: I mean, it's a bit of a rat-race, mum: you'll have to put in a normal working day, then there'll be evening work as well. I mean, it's time-consuming, demanding work. There simply isn't room in your life for a family.
Helen looks worried. Rosemary adds quickly:
ROSEMARY: But now on the other hand, the rewards: now that's something else. I mean there'll be lots of travel and there'll lots of money.
Helen doesn't look convinced, though. She murmurs:
HELEN: Well... I don't know; I don't know if I can walk out on a family for a job. I've always admired your business sense, and I know you wouldn't've asked me if you didn't think I was capable, but I don't feel confident of my ability.
ROSEMARY: But you'd have plenty of time to learn. Look, all I'm asking you at the moment is that you think about it.
HELEN (hesitantly): Well, I... I admit, you do make it sound extremely tempting!
Out by the pool, Nikki is serving Madge and Max with iced tea as Danny picks up a newspaper from the table and starts looking through it. He then remarks wistfully that gold's up 6½% today, and he adds:
DANNY: Think of what you could have if you had money to buy and sell.
Max mutters that *he'll* stick to the ponies *any day*! Danny just retorts that Max will never win anything on the horses. Max, however, tells him that he has a tip today at 25-1. Danny starts explaining how the odds could be calculated so that there'd be very little risk, but Max snaps at him that he's an Aussie and racing tips are a tradition in their country. He then adds tersely:
MAX: And while we're on the subject: I like me tea hot and me beer cold!
Scott is sitting at the kitchen table, reading aloud from Shakespeare's Cleopatra', when Jim comes in and clears his throat loudly! Scott looks at him and explains that it's his homework: he wants to get it finished before he goes to the movies with Danny and Nikki. Jim asks him if he's sure it's a good idea going to the movies when he's got homework. Scott just insists that he'll get through it.
Max sits down with Nikki and Danny to watch the racing on the portable TV. Madge joins them and they all watch as the horse Max has backed wins! Danny sits there looking astonished! Madge asks a delighted Max how much he won. A thoughtful look crosses his face as he calculates his winnings:
MAX: Er... I put twenty bucks on the blighter... I've won five hundred!
Danny mouths in envy:
DANNY: Five hundred...
Helen is preparing some lunch in the kitchen as Jim stands with her. She tells him warily:
HELEN: Jim... Rosemary's offered me a job.
JIM: Oh? Doing what?
HELEN: She wants me to head the Australian branch of her operations and I'm... I'm not sure I'll be able to do it.
JIM: Hm. I don't know how you'd be at wheeling and dealing, Helen. Anyway, Rosemary needs someone with a knowledge of the financial world.
HELEN: That isn't what *she* said. It's more important for her to have a level-headed person that she can trust.
JIM: Well... you certainly fulfil both *those* criteria, but what do you know about things like corporate structure? It could take you *months* to learn that kind of stuff.
HELEN (shrugs): That doesn't worry her: she's quite happy to ease me into the position over a period of time. Sounds a wonderful opportunity to *me*. I'm very interested. If I *do* decide to take her up on her offer, I'd like your blessing.
JIM (points out): You just said you didn't think you could do it.
HELEN: It wasn't handling the job that concerned me; it was leaving you and the children.
JIM (looking surprised): Rosemary suggested you *leave* us?
HELEN: Well I'd *have* to. It wouldn't be fair to her if I didn't put all of my efforts into the business. I'd be away a lot, too.
JIM: I still can't understand why she offered the job to *you*.
HELEN (tetchily): Well, perhaps she thinks I'm intelligent?
JIM (quickly): I wasn't trying to be rude, Helen, I'm trying to be practical: you've got no experience of the business world and I'm just concerned you'll end up in over your head.
HELEN (coolly): Well thank you very much for your concern, but I'm quite capable of making up my own mind without your help.
With that, Helen walks off, leaving Jim looking worried.
Back garden of No. 26
Paul is practicing putting in the back garden when Rosemary walks out and joins him. She remarks that she didn't know he played. He retorts that it's good for business so he thought he'd learn. Rosemary suggests that perhaps the two of them could have a round one day. Paul smiles:
PAUL: It sounds suspiciously to me like you're calling a truce.
ROSEMARY: Yes, well, I think we should for mum's sake don't you?
PAUL (shrugs): OK name the day, then; although I thought you'd be too busy empire-building to play golf.
ROSEMARY: If I'm lucky, my time here might be my own, soon: I've already asked someone to be my manager.
Rosemary then adds:
ROSEMARY: Afternoon tea's ready, by the way.
...before walking back into the house again, leaving Paul looking thoughtful.
Helen is pouring afternoon tea for Scott and Jim at the kitchen table and Jim asks her when she'd be leaving. Scott, looking surprised, asks his gran quickly if she's going back to the States with Rosemary. Helen, however, explains about Rosemary asking her to be her Australian manager and how, if she accepts it, she won't be able to live in Ramsay Street anymore. Rosemary comes in as Scott cries:
SCOTT: You can't *leave*, gran; I'm trying to get through my final year. If *you* go, the house will be just like the Ramsays' place used to be when Maria left.
Rosemary remarks that she sees Helen has told everyone about her new job. Jim, however, retorts that she hasn't made up her mind yet. Paul comes in and says to Helen coolly:
PAUL: Has Rosemary asked *you* to run the agency?
HELEN: She's asked me to *think* about it.
PAUL: Congratulations. I just hope you know what you're getting yourself into. [He glances at Rosemary.]
Rosemary asks Jim what *he* thinks about the idea. He just replies that Helen's perfectly capable of making up her own mind. Helen says:
HELEN: To be truthful, I'd *like* to take the job but I know the family needs me too.
SCOTT: We *do*, gran; nobody wants you to go - *do* they, dad?
Jim doesn't respond. Scott goes on:
SCOTT: Lucy'd be heartbroken; it would be really lonely for her when she got home from school.
Paul, looking annoyed, snaps at his brother:
PAUL: You selfish little beggar you really know how to put the pressure on, don't you?
SCOTT (retorts): It's all right for *you* you're *finished* school. I just don't want to go through what happened to Danny when *his* mother left; I mean, their place was an absolute madhouse.
JIM (tersely to Scott): If your grandmother decides to go, we'll make other arrangements. I've no intention of getting into the same sort of mess as Max Ramsay, so we can do without your outbursts.
Scott sits there, sullenly.
Max is still celebrating as he, Danny and Nikki put things away in the kitchen. Danny mutters that it was just luck. Nikki asks Max what he'll do with the $500.
MAX: Oh... I might buy a dog.
MADGE (looking horrified): What?
MAX: Yeah... Doberman; mind the van.
MADGE (growls): Over my dead body.
MAX: You're on!
Madge walks off. Danny then tells Max that he knows how he can do much better than today and more often; he can do it using the bank's computer. He explains:
DANNY: You feed it things like past form over twenty races... weight carried... class of the race; and you project forward to form: you know one kilo equals a length-and-a-half at the finish, and so on.
MAX: What you mean you can *do* all this stuff?
DANNY: Watch me!
MAX: I'm not putting no money on it, mind.
DANNY: No we'll just do it as an exercise at first. The money can come later.
With that, Danny sits down at the kitchen table with the newspaper.
Rosemary and Helen are doing the washing-up in the kitchen as Scott works at the kitchen table. Rosemary tells Helen that if she takes the job, she'll be able to hire someone to wash up *for* her. Scott calls across to ask Helen if she couldn't possibly take the job and stay at home. Rosemary just retorts:
ROSEMARY: Scott, you'd like your grandmother to work *two* jobs, would you? Paul was right: you *are* selfish.
SCOTT: No I'm not; I just don't want gran to leave, that's all.
ROSEMARY: In fact, you're so selfish, you have no trouble sitting there and watching her do it.
HELEN (quickly): It's all right, Rosemary I don't *need* any help.
SCOTT: I'm trying to finish my schoolwork; I haven't got *time* to help. I mean, that's what I can't get across to anyone: this final year at school's impossible; you haven't got *time* to do anything else.
ROSEMARY (points out): You had time to go swimming at Danny's.
HELEN: I think he *should* go swimming he has to have *some* time away from his books.
SCOTT: If *you* aren't here, gran, I'll tell you straight away: I'll fail this year for sure.
HELEN: Darling, I haven't made my mind up yet. Now come on: concentrate on your assignment.
Scott, however, picks up his books and mutters that he'll finish it in his room. He walks off, leaving Helen to sigh heavily. She tells Rosemary that that wasn't fair. Rosemary just retorts:
ROSEMARY: He manipulates you and I don't notice Jim or Paul helping us, either. So much for *their* promises.
HELEN (aghast): I don't measure people's affections in terms of washing up.
ROSEMARY: Well perhaps you *should*.
HELEN: I know how Jim and the family feel about me, just as I know about *your* feelings. It isn't easy being torn between the two of you. I'll make a decision soon.
ROSEMARY: All right, mum but I do need to know.
Helen frowns at her.
Danny, Nikki and Scott head into No. 24 after the movie and Nikki enthuses about how good it was. Danny offers them something to eat, but Scott declines because it's midnight and he's got to get up first thing in the morning to finish his Maths. Nikki asks why he didn't do it today. Scott shrugs that he wanted to but he only got his English assignment finished before they went out. He adds that if he's going to be a journalist, he needs a good pass in English; Maths doesn't interest him. He yawns and says he's got to go. Danny turns to Nikki and asks her if she's going to stay for coffee.
NIKKI (smiles): I might as well!
The next morning, Jim is trying to organise breakfast in the kitchen. Paul and Nikki join him and Jim asks Nikki to try and find the cereal. She asks what's going on and Jim tells her that it's time they started pulling their weight and doing a bit more round the place. Nikki retorts:
NIKKI: Us making breakfast isn't going to change Aunty Helen's mind about taking the job.
JIM (coolly): She hasn't *made* up her mind yet.
NIKKI: I still reckon she'll take it well, she says she wants to, and you'd have to admit: it's got to be a lot more interesting than *this*.
Scott emerges from his room, looking sleepy, and Jim mutters at him:
JIM: Scott, pull yourself together. You can start doing a bit more round the place. When was the last time you did something for your grandmother?
Scott just retorts:
SCOTT: Get off my back, will you?
He adds angrily that all he wants to do is pass his exams; it's not *his* fault Helen's leaving. Jim warns him to watch his mouth. Scott, however, snaps:
SCOTT: I'll tell you what I'll do: I'll leave school, right? Then I can run the house. I might as *well* I'm a failure at everything *else*.
With that, he storms off, leaving Jim looking worried.
Madge and Max are preparing breakfast. Danny is talking on the phone, but he hangs up and tells Max:
DANNY: That was my mate from the computer course: he won every race in the city on Saturday.
MAX (looking astonished): Pull the other one!
DANNY: It's true clean sweep!
Madge mutters that it must be a fluke. Ignoring this, Danny tells Max that it's easy; they just need to get their system worked out. Max asks Danny if his mate puts bets on them. Danny replies that he just does it as an exercise. Madge warns Max not to go getting carried away: one win and some computer theory do not add up to overnight riches. Danny agrees, saying:
DANNY: It would be better if we just started in theory, dad until I get my program worked out exactly.
Max, however, tells him:
MAX: Yeah, well look what we missed out on Saturday; I mean, think what we could've won if we'd backed all his winners. No, Danny, I think we might have to risk a little cash.
Nikki emerges from the bedroom area and tells Jim that Helen's coming out now. Jim asks if Scott is all right, but Nikki replies that he didn't look too good. Jim sighs:
JIM: It's *my* fault; *I* started the argument. This visit from Rosemary has thrown the whole place into turmoil.
NIKKI: You won't *really* mind if Aunty Helen takes the job, will you?
JIM: I don't know but look what it's done to the house already. And I can understand how Scott feels: it *is* his final year and he's always taken his schoolwork so seriously; and of course, he's very fond of his grandmother.
NIKKI: Yeah, well, they come down fairly heavy on you at school; a lot of kids can't *handle* any extra hassles.
JIM: But Scott's got to learn to cope with the odd problem at home.
NIKKI: Well I think he *could*; it's just that *he* is one of the ones that's having hassles at school.
Jim stares at Nikki as she reveals:
NIKKI: He's failing his Maths and he's really depressed about it.
Looking astonished, Jim asks why Scott didn't say anything. Nikki tells him that it's not easy to tell your parents that you're failing. She adds:
NIKKI: I think that's what's really upsetting him: he probably thinks that if Aunty Helen goes, he'll fall behind in all his other subjects as well.
Jim thanks Nikki for telling him. Nikki asks Jim not to let Scott know she dobbed. Jim promises he won't say anything. He then asks Nikki if she can go and talk Scott into having some breakfast. He adds:
JIM: And don't worry I'll find *some* way of helping him...
Paul reverses his car out of the driveway of No. 26 and into the street as Scott walks down the front path. As he goes to pass Paul's car, Paul calls to him to let Helen and Jim sort this situation out by themselves. Scott, however, sighs that if Helen goes, Jim will be unbearable. A red car pulls up and comes to a halt. Rosemary climbs out and smiles at Paul and Scott:
ROSEMARY: Good morning!
PAUL (coolly): Is it?
SCOTT (mutters): Could've fooled *me*.
Scott then snaps at Rosemary:
SCOTT: I hope you realise what you're doing here.
ROSEMARY: Yes, I'm visiting my mother.
SCOTT: No you're not you're taking her away; you're wrecking this family: did you *know* that?
ROSEMARY: Look, my mother is entitled to her own life.
SCOTT (retorts): You don't care about *her* life. You just want a hard worker and you're not *having* her.
At that moment, Jim comes down the path and warns Scott that that's enough. He suggests to Rosemary that they go inside. Paul offers Scott a lift to school, but he declines, saying he's in no hurry to get to *that* place.
Helen is doing some cleaning in the kitchen when Jim and Rosemary come in. Rosemary remarks immediately that she might have known she'd find her mother in the kitchen. Jim retorts:
JIM: For your information, the *family* got breakfast ready this morning.
ROSEMARY (shrugs): Big deal.
JIM: Now look here, Rosemary: I'm willing to admit that Helen does the bulk of the housework around the place but by the same token she is well aware of the fact that we appreciate it.
ROSEMARY: And what does she get for it, Jim: chapped hands?
JIM (sighs): Probably. Look, Helen's a home-maker, and that's a very special occupation in my books. It certainly runs rings around this offer *you* made her.
ROSEMARY: No woman in her right mind would give up the chance of a stimulating career for the opportunity to clean someone else's toilet.
As Helen carries on cleaning, a frown crosses her face. Jim says to Rosemary angrily:
JIM: And that's the only way you can equate Helen's worth, isn't it? Well let me tell you something, Rosemary: to *my* children, Helen is *more* than a grandmother: she's a *friend* and I can understand them not wanting her to go.
ROSEMARY: If they're all like Scott, their motives are purely selfish; and anyway, she won't stop being their friend simply because she chooses to live her own life.
JIM (furiously): Ever since you arrived, Rosemary, you've done nothing but undermine Helen's position in this house, and as far as *I'm* concerned, you can take that job offer
Jim is interrupted suddenly by Helen snapping:
HELEN: Stop it! I've had enough. I've made up my mind.