Cheryl warning Darren not to stir up unnecessary trouble with the Kennedys.
Toadie telling Billy that it's time Stonie got what's coming to him. Toadie deciding they'll send him a romantic letter!
Gary Collins threatening Karl.
Karl is talking on the 'phone in his consulting room, telling Community Services about his run- in with Gary Collins and telling them that Pete's injuries are consistent with abuse. Karl hangs up as Susan comes in and asks if there are developments with Pete. Karl explains about Gary Collins coming in and threatening him - but adds that his bully- boy tactics won't wash. Susan asks what Community Services had to say. Karl replies that they're setting the wheels in motion, but it's his word against the family's. Susan points out that he's an independent witness; that should make a difference. Karl murmurs that he hopes so. Susan suggests they go and get a coffee. Before they leave, Karl says he's reporting Gary Collins to the police for threatening him.
Toadie walks over and sits down in front of No. 32's fence, then says into a walkie- talkie:
TOADIE: Testing, testing. Eagle in position.
Billy, sitting in the lounge room at No. 28, has the other walkie- talkie. He goes and looks out the window at Toadie crouching down by No. 32's front fence. Toadie tells Billie gleefully that he's going to watch for the postie to deliver the letter they wrote to Stonie - then it's time to sit back and watch the fireworks! Billy says he's been thinking that when Stonie gets the letter, won't he just ring Cath and check it out? Toadie explains that that's why they wrote it from Cath's mum. Billy points out that the moment Stonie calls, he's going to know it was a scam. Toadie realises in horror:
TOADIE: We have to get that letter back, don't we! Otherwise we are dead meat.
BILLY (calmly): Just get it from the postie and we'll think of some other way to pay back your dirtbag brother.
Libby is sitting at a table with Darren, commenting that it's nice to be in there and not have to worry about being caught for being underage. Darren asks her what she wants to get up to after their drink, and Libby says she thought he could help her get in some driving practice. Darren smiles that if it means spending time with her, he thinks it's a great idea! At that moment, Karl and Susan come in - and spot Libby and Darren. Libby says to them quickly:
LIBBY: I'm not in uniform and I'm over eighteen, so you can't crack it at me for being in here.
SUSAN (sighs): Yes, we know that.
Libby adds that Darren's going to let her have a drive of Marlene's car; he's fully- qualified, so they don't need to worry about a thing. With that, she and Darren head out, leaving Karl to muse to Susan:
KARL: I'd like to give that boy a frontal lobotomy! You realise the only reason he's teaching Libby to drive is so she can handle the get- away car!
Susan tells Karl to remember Mal's comments about the way he treats Darren compared to Pete. Karl, however, retorts that Darren has a prison record for a violent crime; Pete's a scared young boy in danger. Susan puts her arm around Karl lovingly.
Ramsay Street/No. 28
Toadie is still crouching in the street, outside No. 32, watching the comings and goings. A woman walks up No. 28's driveway and Toadie tells Billy on the walkie- talkie that he's going to get a visit from the Census person in a moment. At that moment, he spots the postie approaching - but before he can do anything, Stonie walks over to the postie. Toadie tells Billy quickly that the mission's aborted - it's been hijacked. Billy looks out the window as Toadie gasps in horror:
TOADIE: Stonie got the letter before *I* could. Now what do I do?
BILLY: If I was you, mate, I'd start running!
Inside, Stonie has opened the letter and muses to himself that he wonders what Catherine's mum wants. He reads to himself:
STONIE: "Dear Kevin, We enjoyed your stay recently - of course, not as much as Catherine did. Catherine was very upset when you left - but at least you left her something. She has terrible morning sickness - an old family trait, I'm afraid." [Out loud] Morning sickness...? [Continuing the letter] "I hope you're ready to be a father, because Catherine is well on her way to being a mother."
Angie comes in suddenly and stares at Stonie, commenting that he looks like he's seen a ghost.
Karl and Susan return to the surgery, Karl commenting that whoever said having a daughter was easier was wrong! They head into the consulting room, where Karl asks Susan how they're going to stop Darren from hurting Libby. Susan suggests that maybe he *won't* hurt her. Karl, however, insists:
KARL: Susan, he's playing power games with her. She's too infatuated to see it. If we don't split them up, there'll be terrible trouble. Do you think I'm wrong?
SUSAN: No, I think maybe you're guilty of judging the boy too quickly. It makes little difference, Karl: Libby is as stubborn as you are, and in a battle of wills you will not win.
Karl asks if they just throw in the towel and wait for the worst to happen. Susan, however, suggests that they attack from a different direction: she's already pointed out that it's Libby's last year of school, and if they can use Darren's influence to get her to study instead of taking days off to go to the beach... Karl exclaims in shock:
KARL: You think this kid's *all right*, don't you?
SUSAN: Karl, I don't know - but I'm not going to write him off until he gives me reason to.
Angie reads the letter and then says to Stonie in disappointment:
ANGIE: Oh Kevin, how could you?
STONIE (insists): I didn't!
ANGIE: No? Well, this doesn't just occur, you know - and don't try to tell me you can't remember whether you did it or not!
STONIE: Mum, it's not true - believe me!
ANGIE: Oh, so she's been cheating on you, has she? Now listen, boy, I met that girl and she's not the sort.
STONIE (angrily): Did I say that she was cheating? Did I say that?
ANGIE (admits): No, you didn't - and you wouldn't. You're a good boy. I'm sorry I said that.
STONIE (sighs): I just don't understand, that's all. I gotta call her.
Toadie is with Billy, who is suggesting that maybe Stonie will see the funny side of things! Toadie just retorts that Stonie has a very violent sense of humour. Billy tells him that when Stonie calms down, he'll understand. Toadie, however, insists that the only thing Stonie understands is pain; *serious* pain. Bill declares that there's only one thing to do, then: Toadie has got to get in first and explain the joke - before things get out of hand.
A short time later, Toadie walks into No. 32, wearing a baseball helmet and carrying a baseball bat! He finds Angie sobbing to Stonie:
ANGIE: It's just one thing after another with you kids. It's gotta be me - it's the only explanation.
STONIE: No it's not. Will you please stop saying that?
Angie then looks at Toadie and asks him in astonishment what he's doing. Toadie says in a muffled voice through the helmet:
TOADIE: It's a scam.
Toadie removes the helmet and goes on:
TOADIE: What if I said it was all a joke?
STONIE (mutters): Yeah, well, right now I've lost my sense of humour.
Angie explains to Toadie that they've had some news: a letter came today... Toadie interrupts and says that that what he's talking about: what if it was just a joke? Angie assures him that it was no joke: his brother's going to be a dad. Toadie insists:
TOADIE: What if it's not what it seems?
STONIE (snaps): What else can it be, stupid? I rang Tasmania, spoke to Catherine. Sure, she was amazed that I knew, but yeah, she confirmed it.
TOADIE (gasps): What?!
ANGIE (smiles): You're going to be an uncle! Catherine's pregnant!
Toadie sits there looking stunned.
Susan is with Darren in the kitchen at No. 24, telling him that this is a very important year for Libby at school; whether or not she does well will affect the rest of her life, and taking days off to go to the beach, and late nights... they can all do a lot of damage. Darren glares at her and demands:
DARREN: Whose idea was this, you coming over here?
SUSAN: What difference does *that* make?
DARREN: It's *him*, isn't it?
SUSAN: No, actually it was *my* idea. *He* wanted to shoot you!
Susan goes on that they're both very worried about Libby. Darren retorts:
DARREN: What about *me*?
DARREN: Oh well, you joke about him coming after *me*, but he'd be quite happy to see me back inside to solve his problems.
Susan says she thinks Darren's being a bit harsh on Karl. She then explains about Karl fighting for Pete Collins' safety. Darren asks angrily how Karl decides who to fight *for* and who to fight *against*. Susan replies:
SUSAN: He fights for what he believes is right.
DARREN: And so do *I*, which is why I'm fighting *him*.
Susan persists that Darren is going to need to get Karl on- side. Darren asks how he does that. Susan replies:
SUSAN: Making sure that Libby can do her best. That's a good place to start.
Darren sighs heavily.
Jo is sitting on the couch with Helen, telling her that she'd like her to do a portrait of her, Marlene and Cheryl. Helen points out that Cheryl hated the painting she did of Lou, but Jo tells her to just leave that to her and Marlene. Helen muses that it's going to be a portrait of the three new partners of Chez Chez, and she asks for more information. Jo says:
JO: Angie gave me the idea. She has display tables at the shop - you know: character tables - and I wanted to do the same thing at Chez Chez. What about an art display? Well, a portrait of the pub owners - that would be all right; and if the portrait was OK, maybe some more paintings by the same artist? What do you think?
Helen sits there looking gobsmacked!
Darren has turned up in Karl's consulting room and Karl asks him what he can do for him. Darren tells him that Mrs. Kennedy came to see him about Libby's study and stuff and had in mind that they all sort of join forces as one big happy family. Karl retorts:
KARL: I think what she had in mind was more to the effect that if Libby's best interests are paramount, you would direct her more towards study, less towards the beach.
Darren hesitates before saying coolly:
DARREN: If I was some snobby young doctor with a silver spoon in his mouth, you would be falling over yourself to keep us together.
KARL: No. No, you're wrong about that. I happen to think that Libby is too young for a serious attachment, regardless of the party involved.
Karl goes on that Darren has to show that he's changed before he accepts concessions from other people. Darren snaps:
DARREN: What gives you the right to judge me?
KARL: In this surgery, I see lots of different people in different circumstances, so I hope I have learned not to judge *anyone*.
DARREN: No, you judged me the first time you saw me - even before Libby came into the picture.
KARL: Was there anything else?
DARREN (growls): I came here to try and patch things up. Well, there's no point. Why don't we just stay out of each other's way from now on? Hope that's simple enough for you to understand.
Darren walks past Pete, who's throwing rocks into a pond. He walks over to him and asks him if he'd like something to eat. Pete accepts the offer.
It's evening- time, and Toadie is at No. 28 telling Billy that he's not going to believe it but they were right: it's just like they said in the letter. Billy asks if they've figured it out that Cath's mother didn't write it. Toadie says he doesn't think so. Billy asks what happens when they do. Toadie sighs:
TOADIE: Well, Stonie waits until I'm asleep and then beats me up. Unless...
TOADIE: Unless we tackle the problem head- on. I have to go and fess- up, mate, and hope he's in a forgiving mood...
Darren hands Pete a drink, as Pete tucks into a plate of food. Darren comments:
DARREN: So, you got troubles at home? Not that *I* care - just so long as you know the scams...
PETE: *What* scams?
DARREN: The people around here: they all live in their nice little houses and they reckon anyone who mucks up is bad. They don't take into account what sort of problems we got - but they're pretty decent people and they're willing to give you a go if you're willing to let them.
Pete stares at him as Darren warns him not to take things too far; once you get a record, they don't want to go near you and you don't get another chance after that.
Karl sees a patient out just as Pete comes in with Darren. Pete tells Karl that he wants to get somewhere to stay away from his dad. Karl tells him to wait in the consulting room and he'll be with him in a sec. He then turns to Darren and remarks that he thought they were keeping their distance. Darren retorts:
DARREN: We are. You don't always have to be up close to see what someone's like, you know. So, can you help the kid out or can't you?
KARL: I can help him a great deal. The question is, why did *you*?
DARREN: Maybe I'm trying to make a point? You look surprised.
KARL: Yes, I have to admit I *am*.
DARREN: The point's been made.
Jo is sitting looking through Helen's box of paintings, but Helen asks her if it isn't a bit premature choosing paintings now. Jo insists that she's just getting an idea. Helen then asks her where she fits into this hotel situation. Jo explains that she's a silent partner - but she has to be careful: Rob put his foot down and she has to keep her distance. Helen asks her what makes her thinks her idea will be welcome. Jo insists that it will be; she just needs a bit of time to set it up, that's all.
Driveway of No. 28
Karl closes the garage door after parking his car and goes to head inside - when he suddenly spots Darren standing out on the street. Darren walks over and Karl asks him sharply what he's doing there. Darren replies that he's waiting for Lib: they're going out tonight. Karl asks Darren coolly if Susan didn't explain something to him about Libby *studying*. Darren retorts:
DARREN: I'm going to do the right thing by her.
KARL: Which is why you're lurking around here, ready to sneak her away, instead of coming to the front door like a normal person?
DARREN (pointedly): And would I be welcome at the front door?
KARL: You'd be treated with due courtesy.
DARREN: And would you let me go out with Libby?
DARREN: But she'd come out with me anyway - and then you two would have a big blow- up. So why don't you just avoid the hassles and let her come out with me?
KARL: You're being very presumptuous about my family.
DARREN: Do you know what I reckon? I reckon Libby would do a lot better at her studies if she mixed in a bit of fun, that's what *I* reckon.
KARL (sarcastically): Well, coming from a noted academic, I'll take that advice on board.
With that, Karl goes to head inside, but Darren persists:
DARREN: Why are you so determined to turn me into a bad guy?
KARL: Isn't that what *you're* doing, lurking around here like a—
DARREN: Like a what? A criminal?
KARL (pointedly): How would *you* describe it?
DARREN (sighs): All right, look. I thought we got somewhere with this business about Pete. Now, I did the right thing by him, didn't I?
KARL (admits): Yeah, you did the right thing.
DARREN: So how about cutting me some slack?
KARL: Because there's a question that needs to be answered. Did you help Pete because you thought it was the right thing or to get yourself into my good books? Now, the answer to that question will take time, and now is not the time. So goodnight.
Karl walks off to the house, leaving Darren standing looking annoyed.