Jim telling Helen that Scott is falling behind in his Maths, so he's going to get him a tutor.
Des telling Daphne that Rosemary is trying to recruit him.
Danny telling Max that he didn't back the horses, so Max hasn't won nearly $7,000.
Max glares at Danny and mouths coldly:
MAX: What did you say?
DANNY (meekly): I said I didn't back any of the horses.
MAX (laughs weakly): You're joking. Tell me you're joking... Danny?
DANNY: It's true. I'm sorry. I know you told me to go ahead and everything, but it was a hell of a lot of money and I thought you got a bit carried away. I'm sorry.
Max starts to rant at Danny that he's cost him thousands of dollars. He adds furiously:
MAX: I'll never forgive you for this. *Never*.
Madge warns Max to calm down, but Max just growls:
MAX: For once in my life, I thought my luck had changed. For once just once I thought I was going to make an easy quid. God knows I deserve it but this idiot [he indicates Danny] has to screw it all up.
Madge, however, retorts:
MADGE: Stop being so dramatic. I think you should be very *proud* of Danny he obviously has a very sensible attitude towards money.
Max just warns Madge to stay out of it. He then turns back to Danny and says angrily:
MAX: You amaze me, Danny: you're not even capable of following a simple little instruction. Sometimes I wonder if there's not something *wrong* with you.
DANNY: Well what if I'd put the bets on the horses and they'd lost? You'd be screaming at me for *that*, then
MAX: But they *didn't* lose, *did they*?
DANNY (murmurs): This is the last time I listen to Des.
Max asks quickly what Des has got to do with it. Danny tries to reply that it doesn't matter, but Max persists:
MAX: What's Des Clarke got to do with it?
DANNY (sighs): I talked it over with him. He was the one who suggested I should play it safe.
MAX: Oh, I see. Just because he's a bloomin' bank manager, he thinks he knows better than me. Well, we'll see about *that*.
With that, Max turns and marches out through the front door!
Helen is telling Rosemary:
HELEN: Trust me Paul will be ideal. If you thought *I* could run the business for you, then there's no doubt that Paul could.
Rosemary, however, insists that the answer's still no'. Helen asks why. Rosemary tells her:
ROSEMARY: Despite what you saw just now, I think he's arrogant and egotistical. He's got the most antiquated and demeaning attitude towards women that I have ever seen; I think he's totally selfish and he lacks staying power. Now, would you like me to go on?
Helen retorts that Paul has matured a great deal and if Rosemary took the trouble to talk to him, she'll be surprised. Rosemary gives in and smiles that if it'll make Helen happy, she'll talk to him. She then asks:
ROSEMARY: Why are you so keen for me to employ him, anyway?
HELEN: Well, it's such a good opportunity and he *is* family. I think family *counts* for something, don't you?
ROSEMARY (coolly): Yes, well, *that* cuts two ways, doesn't it?
HELEN (blankly): What do you mean?
ROSEMARY: Well, why did you think I wanted you to have the job, mum? And why did you turn me down? Loyalty to the *Robinsons*...
Des is sitting at the dining table, staring into space, when Zoe emerges from her bedroom. She asks him if he's thinking about Daphne and Des asks wearily if it's that obvious. Zoe nods that she's afraid so. Des then sighs:
DES: Look, Zoe, I don't know if this get Daphne jealousy' thing's going to work.
ZOE (enthuses): Oh of course it will she'll be pleading to come back in a week.
DES: You reckon?
ZOE: Des, trust me I'm a woman: I understand these things.
DES (glumly): I wish *I* did.
There's suddenly a thumping on the front door and Max's voice roars through it. Des calls to him wearily to come in. He does so and says:
DES: Is it?
MAX: That depends. What have you got to say for yourself?
DES (queries): I take it something's wrong, mate?
MAX (coolly): Something's wrong, mate?' I believe you give Danny a bit of advice this morning?
DES: Yeah, about not throwing your money away on horses.
MAX: It's called a parlay. Ticket to paradise and you had to wreck it all by sticking your nose in when all 17 of those gee-gees got up!
DES (looking astonished): You're joking...
MAX (retorts): No, I'm *not* joking, Des. I'm holding you and Danny responsible. $6,841 that's what you cost me. I expect your cheque by the end of the week or else...
Scott, Paul, Nikki and Rosemary are all sitting around the kitchen table as Helen prepares to serve dinner. Jim comes in and apologises for being late, explaining that he had to go and see someone. He then tells Scott that he's got some great news for him:
JIM: I've just been to see a Mr. Wilson who's a Maths tutor and I've organised an appointment for you.
Nikki looks down at the table guiltily as Scott demands:
SCOTT: What for?
JIM: For some coaching of course!
SCOTT: What makes you think I need coaching?
PAUL: Come off it, mate, you know you're a bit of a dill when it comes to Maths!
Scott turns to Nikki and snaps at her that he should have known she couldn't keep her mouth shut. Nikki retorts that it's not such a big deal. Jim explains that he just asked Nikki how Scott was doing at school and she told him the truth. Scott snaps:
SCOTT: I bet she did little Miss. Goody Two-Shoes.
Jim tells Scott that the point is he needs help. Helen adds that it's nothing to be ashamed of. Scott cries that he *hates* Maths. Rosemary chips in that she hated Maths too when she was at school, but it's worth persevering. Jim tells Scott that Mr. Wilson is a very nice man. Scott mutters:
SCOTT: When do I start seeing him?
SCOTT (rolling his eyes): Great...
JIM: Look, he specialises in cramming, so it won't be for long.
SCOTT (bitterly): Cramming? Gee, that's just what I needed. As if I didn't have anything *else* to do. Thanks, dad. Thanks heaps.
Des is sitting on the couch, eating dry cereal straight out of the box, as Zoe muses that she wonders whether Paul would like to go and see a movie or something. Des suggests that she ask him and he adds that he wouldn't mind being on his own. Zoe decides to do just that and she heads out just as Danny comes in. Des rolls his eyes at the further interruption! Danny sits down and says guiltily:
DANNY: I take it the old man paid a visit?
DES: You can say *that* again. Look, he's not serious about that money is he...?
Danny doesn't respond and so Des sighs:
DANNY: What are we going to do?
DES: I know a good bank we could rob!
Danny then declares that he's got it: he'll talk to Bruce and get him to pick out some more horses on the computer: they can do it for real. Des warns:
DES: Danny, those horses winning was a fluke; they won't do it again.
DANNY: It *might*. We've got to think about this positively. Think big!
DES: You reckon?
DANNY: Yeah. Menzies said the best form of defence is attack'.
DES: That's funny: I remember Custer saying the same thing...!
Zoe is helping Paul do up his tie as he tells her that he's sorry but he's got a date tonight. Zoe shrugs that it doesn't matter: it was just a thought. With that, Paul dashes out. Jim is sitting at the kitchen table and Zoe comments to him that since Paul got his new job it's hard to get a word in edgewise. Jim tells her that Paul needs genuine friends right now; she should just give him time.
Des sits down to watch TV, but is interrupted by a knock at the door. He goes and opens it to find Rosemary on the step, and he invites her in. The two of them go and sit down on the couch and Rosemary explains:
ROSEMARY: Look, I came over because I've been thinking. You know what I said to you today about you being the sort of person to run the Australian end of my business?
ROSEMARY: Well, I'd like to know your answer.
DES: Oh, well, Rosemary, I haven't really made a decision.
ROSEMARY: Look, if it's money that's worrying you, don't let it: I can guarantee you'll be a lot better off than you are now.
DES: No, no, it's not that but why me? I thought it would've been Paul: he would've been ideal. He's also part of the family.
ROSEMARY (coolly): Yes, well that's why I *didn't* ask him: family and business don't mix.
DES: Oh yeah? I heard you asked *Helen*.
ROSEMARY: Yes, I did and that's how I learnt my lesson: it seems to me that if you *do* mix both, it only leads to hurt and resentment.
DES: I see.
ROSEMARY: Look, I *can* let you have a little bit longer, but I'm going to need to know your answer in a day or two.
ROSEMARY: I hope you accept. It'll be a challenge, but it'll be exciting!
Danny is sitting at the kitchen table, looking glum as he eats his dinner slowly while Madge potters around clearing things up in the kitchen. She asks Danny what's wrong, and adds that Max will get over him not putting the money on the horses. Danny, however, sighs that sometimes, when he needs advice - *personal* advice it would be good to have someone to talk to. Madge points out that he's got *her*. Danny, however, sighs that it's not the same. Madge, sitting down at the table with him, realises:
MADGE: Man talk, hm?
DANNY: Yeah. Dad's terrific if you want to talk about busted drainpipes or the footy! Sometimes... there are other things.
MADGE: I'm sure *Shane* would be prepared to talk to you.
DANNY: Shane's great but he's got his own problems.
MADGE: Oh Danny, I do understand what you're saying. No parent is perfect - *I'm* certainly not: Henry and Charlene can vouch for that! Your father is obnoxious, opinionated and selfish(!) but there's more than that: he loves you desperately, and that's more than all the others put together. Just give him time to cool off.
Madge then suggests:
MADGE: You run over and see Scott, hm?
Danny stands up and heads out. Madge walks over to the lounge room, where Max is watching the racing on the TV. She stands behind him and smiles fondly.
Danny comes in through the back door of No. 26. Helen is combing Nikki's hair for her in the lounge room, and Danny tells Nikki that she's looking good. He then turns to Scott who's sitting at the desk and asks how things are. Scott just retorts:
SCOTT: Ask *her*. [He glares at Nikki.]
NIKKI: I'm sorry, Danny, Scott's being particularly juvenile this evening. Anyway, I'll be in the kitchen if you want to talk to me.
Nikki leaves Scott and Danny alone, and Danny tells Scott that his father's out to kill him. Scott sighs that he had a run-in with *his* old man. Danny asks what this is he hears about a Maths tutor. Scott sighs that he's got to start seeing him tonight. Danny says:
DANNY: You remember when I was at school? I used to give you a hand with your Maths and you'd give me a hand back with my English?
SCOTT: Yeah, I was really sorry when you left and not just cos of the work thing, either.
DANNY: Yeah... but Scott, if you ever need a hand again, you've only got to ask.
SCOTT (appreciatively): Thanks, mate I might take you up on that one.
Zoe sits down with Des on the couch and smiles that she thinks it's great! Des points out that he hasn't *accepted* it yet; he thought Rosemary was going to offer it to *Paul*. Zoe beams:
ZOE: You're worth *ten* of *him*, Des.
DES: You reckon?
ZOE: Trust me!
Des, however, sighs that he doesn't think he's feeling up to it. He then says:
DES: Zoe, tell me: what do you *really* think of me? Tell me I want to know.
ZOE: Well... you're, er, considerate... solid; bit staid sometimes, but reliable.
DES (exclaims): Staid?!
ZOE: Well, you know: a bit dull! Not all the time of course!
DES (indignantly): I'm pleased to know!
ZOE: There's a certain sort of charm about you. I think it's because you're a little emotionally undeveloped.
DES (demands): What's *that* supposed to mean?
ZOE: Naive' that's the word I'm looking for!
DES: *Me*?! *You* ought to talk.
ZOE (points out): Well, you did ask me to be honest!
DES: Yeah, and all you've said is that I'm stupid and boring!
ZOE: That's another thing: you get narky!
DES (protests): I do *not*!
ZOE: Well, I won't say another word, then!
DES: Yeah, well, if you can't think of anything *decent* to say, I think it's the best thing to do.
ZOE: It's a waste of time talking to you anyway.
DES: Well don't bother, then.
With that, Zoe starts focusing on a magazine she's holding. Des takes a sideways glance at her!
Rosemary sits down with Helen at the kitchen table and tells her that Des is a mature, rational, well-qualified young man: he was the obvious choice. Helen, however, says warily:
HELEN: Darling, I know I shouldn't ask you this, but are you sure you chose Des instead of Paul solely because of business considerations?
ROSEMARY: Well what other considerations *are* there?
HELEN: Well, I know you were hurt when I turned you down in favour of the Robinson family, but... I wondered if you didn't ask Paul because... well, because I wanted you to and by not asking him it was a way of getting even.
ROSEMARY (looking astonished): Getting even'? Do you think I'm *that* petty?
HELEN: Well I hate to say it, but I don't know.
ROSEMARY (aghast): Mum, do you realise what you're saying? You're saying you don't *know* me anymore.
Helen looks away, guiltily.
Danny and Nikki are sitting at the kitchen table playing backgammon when Scott comes in through the back door, carrying a pile of books. Danny asks how it went. Scott retorts that the tutor's all right, but they should see the amount of work he's been given; it'll take him *months*. He shows the books to Danny, who looks and remarks that there's nothing to it. Scott mutters:
SCOTT: For *you*, maybe.
Danny then suggests:
DANNY: I know: why don't I do your tutoring assignments for you and you can get on with your other stuff?
NIKKI (looking shocked): You can't do that!
DANNY: Why not? [Turning to Scott] What do *you* think?
SCOTT: Well, I'm game if you are.
NIKKI (to Scott): Your dad'll kill you if he finds out.
DANNY (pointedly): Well he's not *going* to find out, *is he*?
SCOTT (tersely): No, *Nikki*.
NIKKI (sighs): All right, all right, I'm not a dobber.
SCOTT (to Danny): I won't forget this, Danny.
DANNY: Oh don't worry I won't let you!
Nikki sits there looking worried.
Des is sitting watching cricket. Zoe is sitting at the other end of the couch, reading a book. There's a knock on the front door, but neither of them moves. Zoe eventually stands up, however, and goes to answer it. Paul is standing on the step and Zoe lets him in. He tells her that he's sorry he was a bit off-hand before: he had things on his mind. Zoe asks him what happened to his big night out, but he replies that it wasn't really anything big. He adds:
PAUL: Apology accepted?
ZOE (shrugs): Oh why not? I can't hate you forever!
From across on the couch, Des murmurs:
DES: I've always admired your strength of character, Zoe!
Zoe just turns to him and says dismissively:
ZOE: Sorry did you say something?
Des then tells Paul:
DES: Oh Paul, before I forget: Rosemary offered me that job of heading up the company out here.
PAUL (looking astonished): *You*?
DES: It's great, isn't it!
PAUL: Can't do much for your ego, though, being second choice to my grandmother.
ZOE (warns): *That's* not fair.
PAUL (shrugs): Anyway, I hear it's going to be pretty tough going.
ZOE (teases): I reckon you're jealous!
PAUL (laughs): *Me*?!
DES (to Paul): You sure?
PAUL: Well, maybe a little! [Pauses] OK, OK, I'd *love* the job, but I wouldn't take it I know what the boss is like!
Danny is working on Scott's assignments at the kitchen table when Max comes in through the back door, drunk! He grabs another beer from the fridge as Danny asks him if he had a good time at the pub. Max goes and sits down at the table with Danny and grins:
MAX: I certainly did! I won the darts... yeah... and had a damn good talk to some of me mates and you know what we talked about? Children. Kids. You know - like you. And I discovered something: you're not such a bad lad after all!
DANNY: Oh. Good!
MAX: Listen, how'd you like to make your poor old man a cup of tea?
Danny closes the textbook in front of him and goes and puts the kettle on. Max picks up the textbook and asks:
MAX: What's this homework?
DANNY: Sort of.
MAX: You don't go to school no more.
Max looks in the book and sees Scott's name written in it. He then slurs happily:
MAX: Isn't that nice? I'm proud of you! Sitting there, late at night, slaving away, and why? Just to help your little mate! That's what life's all about!
DANNY (sitting back down): Is it?
MAX: We're mates, aren't we?
DANNY: Sure we are!
MAX: I was a bit rough on you before.
DANNY: That's OK, dad.
MAX: Just because you didn't place a silly old bet!
DANNY: Like you said: we *are* mates. Perhaps you could forgive and forget, eh?
MAX (putting his arm around Danny's shoulder): Course I can! Course, I expect you to pay me back but I don't hold it against you!
DANNY (flatly): Thanks...!
Helen is sitting on the couch, reading, when Nikki and Rosemary join her from the kitchen. Nikki kisses Helen goodnight and heads off to bed, leaving Rosemary to remark:
ROSEMARY: Nice girl, isn't she?
HELEN: Hm. She could be a little more thoughtful toward her mother, though.
ROSEMARY: Well *that's* understandable, isn't it?
HELEN (frowns): What do you mean? Laura sacrificed *everything* so that Nikki can have the best. The least she can do is be grateful.
ROSEMARY: Yes, I know Laura's *intentions* are good, but in fact what she's done is making Nikki ashamed of her background and insecure with all the rich kids at her school.
HELEN: Well *I'm* looking at it from a mother's point of view and I'm sure if *you'd* had children, you'd do the same.
ROSEMARY (distantly): Yes...
HELEN (realises): We're really talking about something *else*, aren't we? Oh darling, whatever it is that's come between us, I'm sure if we try we can work it out.
ROSEMARY (slowly): Well I think I *know* what it is. Mum, I didn't come back to Australia just to set up a business; I've been thinking about this for a long time and... the thing is... I want to find my real mother and I want you to help me.
Helen stares at Rosemary in surprise.