Toby and Katie saying goodbye before Katie returns to live with her mum in Adelaide.
Outside the Coffee Shop
Harold is clearing a table as Kerry – carrying a box of red noses – walks across the bridge and joins him, commenting:
KERRY: That's Jane off to the airport.
She then asks Harold if he could sell some of her red noses for her. Harold, however, replies coolly that he's not sure he approves of wearing silly red noses to draw attention to something like infant mortality. Kerry looks shocked at his attitude. Across the way, Paul and Gail emerge from the Robinson Corporation office, Gail asking Paul what they're having. Paul tells her that it'll be take away. Gail, however, sighs that she doesn't particularly want to watch him gobbling a doughnut over the filing cabinet. Paul just shrugs that he can't afford to leave the office at the moment, until the new temp arrives. He adds:
PAUL: Unless of course you've changed your mind...?
GAIL (sighs): All right, I'll fill in for you this afternoon – that's the only way I'm going to get to see you – but that is it.
They head towards the Coffee Shop, where Harold is standing with Kerry outside the door. Harold tells Paul that he's just the man to make an executive decision. He explains about Kerry wanting him to sell the red noses. Kerry tells her father that Paul has already said she can sell them around Lassiter's. Paul says he thinks it's a good cause. Gail adds that she thinks it's a terrific idea: it's a fun way of making people think about a serious problem. Kerry tells Harold that he might as well give up: he's been outvoted. She then places a red nose on Harold and smiles:
KERRY: Now is that cute or not?!
Helen is watering her plants as Hilary tells her that it was very good advice of Jim's: she can tell that Matthew and Sharon really appreciate her trying to see things from their point of view. There's a knock on the back door and Madge comes in. Hilary heads off, saying she's got dinner to cook. When she's gone, Madge tells Helen that she thought she'd pop in and say welcome back: she's really missed her. Helen asks what's wrong. They go and sit down at the kitchen table and Madge says gruffly:
MADGE: It's Harold. You're not going to believe this, but he went and got himself involved with some woman.
MADGE (aghast): You *knew*?
HELEN: Well, to be honest, I saw the two of them together once.
MADGE: And you didn't tell me? Helen, you're supposed to be my best friend.
Helen, however, points out that she'd probably have made things worse if she'd butted in. Madge tells her that Harold is adamant that nothing went on between them – but it's not what he *did*, it how he *felt*; how he might *still* feel.
MADGE: It's like Fred all over again.
HELEN: Oh Madge, there's no comparison.
Helen asks Madge if Harold wants to *see* Robyn again. Madge replies that he doesn't – and he can't, as she's gone away overseas. Helen points out that Harold has put it all behind him, then. Madge, however, sighs that the honest truth is that she doesn't know after this if she can ever feel as close to him again.
Toby is sitting on the couch in the lounge room, stroking Rupert, as Joe says he's not sure what they're going to do with him. Toby asks why they can't build a hutch. Joe sighs that they'll build one together – if Toby starts cheering up a bit. Toby complains that it's boring round there now that Katie's gone. Joe insists that he'll make new friends.
Nick is attempting to juggle in the lounge room when Matt comes in and asks him humorously if he wants to be a circus juggler or a famous painter! Nick grins:
NICK: Mate – no question: you are looking at the new star of the arts scene. Just ask the journo who interviewed me for the Erinsborough News!
MATT: Did you do an interview?!
NICK: Yep – it's out today, but I haven't had a chance to buy a copy yet.
Sharon comes in, her face covered in make-up, and Nick looks at her in surprise and asks her if she thinks Hilary's going to let her get away with that. Sharon smiles that Hilary's a different person lately. Matt muses that he thinks he preferred her the *old* way. Sharon explains that she's got this thing about being ‘one of the crowd': it's getting to be a real pain. Hilary comes in at that moment and Sharon holds out a red nose and tells her that Nick brought it for her. Hilary replies tersely:
HILARY: Sharon, I hardly think I'm the red nose type.
Sharon smiles that she *knew* the oldies wouldn't want to be in on it. Hilary starts to protest that age has nothing to do with it – but she then hesitates and gives in. She takes the nose and puts it on! Sharon, Matt and Nick applaud that she looks very nice! There's a knock on the front door and Hilary goes to answer it. Mike is standing on the step, and after he's regained his composure from seeing Hilary wearing a red nose, he asks if Matt's in. Hilary tells him to go straight through. She then heads off to the kitchen. Mike joins the kids in the lounge room and tells Matt:
MIKE: I thought there was no reason to keep you in suspense any longer: you might be interested to know you've been selected for the swimming team.
Matt, looking delighted, thanks him gratefully and Sharon and Nick offer their congratulations. Mike then says:
MIKE: I hope you're going to be as happy with the training schedule, ‘cos it's tough - *very* tough...
Kerry walks into an empty Coffee Shop and heads over to the counter, where she looks at the box she set out and exclaims to Harold in disappointment that he's hardly sold *any* noses. Harold sighs that he doesn't like being pushy. Kerry tells him that if he wore a nose himself, people might show some interest.
HAROLD (tersely): Laugh themself silly, more like it. I will collect donations in my own way without making a total fool of myself, thank you very much.
The shop door opens suddenly and Clive comes in. Smiling at Kerry, he says:
CLIVE: Ah-ha! The campaign commander! How's it going?
Harold looks at Clive in astonishment and, shaking his hand, asks him what he's doing there!
CLIVE: Being a bad penny! I called over to see Paul, but he's out for a bit, so I thought I'd have a drink and annoy my old friend Harold!
Harold heads into the kitchen to put down a tray he's holding. Kerry asks Clive why he isn't wearing *his* nose. Clive tells her that he dropped it inside one of his patients: biggest tonsils you've ever seen! Harold emerges from the kitchen again as a female customer comes into the shop. He asks her what she'd like and she requests a black coffee. She sits down at a table. Kerry picks up the box of noses from the counter and says to the woman:
KERRY: Excuse me – I'm fundraising for research into Sudden Infant Death Syndrome. You might've heard about our campaign?
The woman takes a note out of her purse and Kerry goes to give her a red nose. The woman, though, stares at it and says coolly:
WOMAN: Don't you think that's in rather bad taste?
Kerry says she thinks people are a lot quicker to give money if you make it a bit of fun for them. The woman, however, snaps:
WOMAN (angrily): *Fun*? Is that what you--
KERRY: I'm sorry?
WOMAN (more calmly): *I'm* sorry. It doesn't matter.
KERRY: No, I'd like to know what you think, because we've been having a real argument here about it!
WOMAN (cries): I think that if you knew what it was like to *really* lose a little baby – the way *I* have...
With that, she gets up and runs out. Clive goes after her, saying he'll see if she's OK. Kerry stands there looking shocked.
A short time later, Harold is telling Kerry gently not to blame herself: she had no way of knowing. Kerry, however, sighs that she should've stopped to think: something like this had to happen sooner or later. Clive comes back in and smiles at Kerry that she's brilliant! Kerry, taking the comment the wrong way, mutters that she feels bad enough as it is. Clive, however, explains:
CLIVE: I'm serious. That poor woman lost her baby a few months ago. She's obviously the type who can't let out her emotions easily, but thanks to you they all came tumbling out. At least now she'll start to be able to cry.
Clive adds that it was all for the best after all. Kerry thanks him, saying she needed that. With that, Clive heads off to see Paul, just as Joe comes into the shop. He sees Kerry looking upset and asks what's up. Harold explains, but adds that it all turned out all right. Joe tells Kerry gently to cheer up: he couldn't cop another miserable face: Toby's bad enough! Harold asks what's wrong with him and Joe explains that he's missing Katie and has no one else to play with. Harold, looking thoughtful, says:
HAROLD: Perhaps *I* can help there. A group of our cubs are going camping this weekend and their cub master has to be back early on Sunday, so I said I'd join them for the day, rather than cut their trip short.
Joe comments dubiously that he doesn't think Toby would want to know about it. Harold, however, says he's quite sure he could talk Toby into joining their little group.
Reception area at the Robinson Corporation
Gail is cleaning round the coffee maker when the door opens and Clive comes in. Gail smiles at him that she didn't recognise him earlier: he's Doctor Gibbons, isn't he?
CLIVE: Beautiful, pregnant women get to call me Clive!
GAIL: I bought your old house!
CLIVE: You bought my old house? Did you buy my old car?!
GAIL: Er, no. Henry's got it!
The door to the office opens and Paul comes out. Seeing Clive standing there, he comments coolly that Gail *said* he was looking for him. Clive says:
CLIVE: Listen, Paul, I know we've had our differences in the past. Any chance of letting bygones be bygones?
Paul hesitates and then shrugs, saying:
PAUL: Why not?
Gail announces that she's finished. Paul comments that if she goes now, he's going to be without the car. Clive offers her a lift, saying he's going to see Des and Mike, and she accepts. Gail tells Paul not to be too late home, but Paul assures her that he should be there by 8pm. Gail doesn't look impressed.
Toby is sitting in the lounge room, looking at a comic. Joe comes in and tells Toby to go and wash his hands for dinner. There's a knock on the front door and Toby goes and answers it to find Harold standing on the step. He lets him in and, as the two of them head into the lounge room, Harold tells Toby:
HAROLD: There's a group of cubs going camping on the weekend, and I'm joining them on Sunday to help out with some of the activities. I thought you might like to come along too.
TOBY: No thanks – I don't like that kind of thing.
HAROLD: Well, how do you know unless you've tried it?
TOBY: I don't want in, Mr. Bishop. Thanks anyway.
Joe shrugs at Harold that he told him so. Harold then puts down a box that he's brought with him and tells Toby that it's a game called ‘Survival'. He goes on that he's thinking of suggesting it as an introduction to scouting, and he asks if Toby could try it out for him. Toby shrugs that he supposes he could, if it would help. Harold suggests that if Toby really enjoys it, perhaps he'll change his mind about Sunday: after all, the game isn't as much fun as the real thing!
Matt is sitting at the kitchen table, doing his homework, when Hilary comes in and asks what everyone is doing tonight. Matt tells her that they thought they'd go and see a band – a really LOUD band! Hilary smiles that that sounds like fun: she might come along! Matt tries to protest that she'd hate it, but Hilary retorts that that's nonsense – and anyway, it's the company that's important. Sharon comes in as Hilary heads off to look for something to wear. Matt tells Sharon glumly about Hilary coming with them to the concert. Sharon sighs that they're going to have to think of something really drastic to stop it. There's a knock on the back door and Nick comes in, holding a copy of the Erinsborough News. He says glumly:
NICK: You're not going to believe this.
He then points out an article and Sharon exclaims excitedly that he got his picture in the paper! Nick, however, tells her to read what the story says. Sharon reads aloud:
SHARON: “Basically a well-intentioned amateur. Hardly of a standard to show alongside an artist of Darcy's reputation.” That's not very nice.
NICK: Yeah – read the rest of it.
SHARON: “It has to be asked whether the young amateur's friendship with the exhibition curator, Mrs. Helen Daniels, has not been a principle factor in his selection. In the words of Nick Page himself: ‘I'm lucky to have such good friends.'”
Nick sighs that he was just trying to show a bit of appreciation to Helen – and this makes it sounds like he conned his way in. He mutters:
NICK: Who's going to take me seriously after *this*?
Helen is standing with Madge in the kitchen, looking at the same article. She sighs that it's so unfair: Nick will be devastated. Harold comes in through the back door and Helen says she'd better go and talk to Nick. She heads off. Harold asks Madge how her day was, and she shrugs that it was fine. Harold remarks that she could sound a little more jolly, but Madge mutters that it wasn't a day to get jolly *about*.
HAROLD: I don't mean about your day; I mean *generally*.
MADGE (sighs): I know what you mean. I'm sorry, but I just can't act normally after what's happened.
HAROLD (coolly): Nothing *did* happen – well, not really.
MADGE: Well, I'm afraid we'll have to agree to disagree on that, won't we?
With that, Madge walks off, leaving Harold looking upset.
Mike is chatting to Clive and invites him to stay for dinner. Clive accepts and then asks what all this is about Des and Jane being engaged; the last he heard, *Mike* and Jane were an item. Mike muses that that's ancient history. Clive asks him if he's going out with anyone.
MIKE: No. No... I guess you could say I'm ‘in between letdowns' at the moment.
Clive comments that he knows what Mike means: he's been through a few of those himself...
It's evening time and Toby, Kerry and Joe are playing ‘Survival'. Toby seems to be enjoying himself. Joe asks him a question on camping:
JOE: In the jungle, what is one benefit – *one* benefit – of throwing green leaves onto a fire?
TOBY: Easy – keep the mozzies away!
Joe mutters that that was a fluke! Kerry comments to Toby that it seems like he's winning, and she asks how he thinks he'd survive in the *real* bush. Toby shrugs that it's all just common sense. Kerry asks why he doesn't think about taking up Harold's offer. Toby, looking wary, says he doesn't know... Kerry points out that she could call Harold right now. Toby gives in and grins:
TOBY: OK – why not?!
Gail is sitting eating dinner – alone. The front door opens suddenly and Paul comes in. He tells Gail that he's sorry – he got caught up at work. Gail mutters that his dinner's in the oven. Paul repeats that he's sorry. Gail says quietly that she understands, and she tells Paul to eat his dinner while it's still relatively edible. Paul stands there looking worried.
The front door opens and Matt, Sharon, Nick and Hilary come in, the kids exclaiming that the concert was great! Matt asks Hilary what *she* thought of it. She says curtly:
HILARY: Interesting that such depraved noise and behaviour should be allowed to operate in a so-called civilised society. Interesting that such disgusting carry-on is permitted amongst an underage audience.
MATT: *That* interesting, eh?
HILARY: But most interesting of all is the fact that I have allowed both of you in the past to *attend* these sort of things, labouring as I did under the mistaken idea that music – no matter how bad – is somehow equated with culture; a mistake which will be rectified forthwith. Sharon, go immediately to the bathroom and remove that disgusting make-up. From now on you will dress like a young lady from a good home and not like some juvenile delinquent. And as for you, young man [she looks at Nick]: as long as Sharon is in my charge, I will not have her fondled in public.
Nick stares at Hilary and then snaps:
NICK: Leave me alone. I'm not in the mood, OK?
Matt tells Hilary that there was that stupid article in the paper and those idiots were hassling Nick at the gig. Hilary, though, says she's afraid they can't blame the newspapers for printing the facts.
NICK (aghast): Printing the facts? Thanks very much!
With that, he storms out. Sharon demands of Hilary:
SHARON: How could you?
HILARY: That boy can't possibly imagine he got into that exhibition on talent alone?
SHARON: You are unbeli—
HILARY: Sharon – to the bathroom.
Sharon walks off glumly. Hilary then turns to Matt and tells him:
HILARY: You and I have some new house rules to discuss.
Helen is sitting looking at one of Nick's paintings when the front door opens and Nick comes in. Helen tells him that she's sorry she missed him earlier – she'd like to talk to him about the article in the paper. Nick insists that there's nothing to talk about, but Helen tells him quickly that the person who wrote that article knows nothing about art.
NICK: Enough to know that my paintings were a joke, and I wish you'd never made me think they were anything else.
HELEN: You're being silly.
NICK (retorts): I'm facing facts.
Nick picks up a painting and asks Helen tersely if she's really trying to tell him that it's worthwhile art.
HELEN: Yes I am – and the exhibition will prove it.
NICK (snaps): I'm not *going* in the exhibition. I've made a big enough fool of myself already.
With that, Nick starts slamming the painting against the corner of the coffee table, leaving a hole in the middle of it. Helen stares at him in horror.