Lou telling Brett that all the compromise with Darren has been on *his* side and he's had a gutful.
Philip deciding to call in Handy Sam's to fix Ruth's shower screen.
Madge waiting nervously at Chez Chez to meet Harold.
Marlene and Harold are walking towards Chez Chez, Marlene saying that the food there is wonderful these days. Harold points out that an establishment that serves fine food is hardly likely to welcome someone who brings their own sandwiches. Marlene, however, smiles:
MARLENE: We don't stand on ceremony in *this* pub.
A look of horror crosses Harold's face and he tells Marlene that he can't go into a pub unless he's collecting donations – otherwise he prefers to stay clear. He then spots the Holy Roll and smiles that a coffee shop is just the ticket. He marches off, leaving Marlene looking frustrated!
Philip has turned up at No. 32 and he tells Ruth that he's called Karl and Mal Kennedy to come and have a look at her shower screen. Ruth asks him how his hand is and Philip assures her that it's fine. The two of them start moving furniture around – avoiding the puppy as they do so! – as Ruth says:
RUTH: I'm turning that second room into a consulting room for visiting patients; then it can double as a bedroom when Anne's here on access visits – *if* she stays... We're not getting on too well at the moment.
PHILIP: What's the problem?
RUTH: Who knows?! *Something's* going on, but she's obviously not ready to tell me about it yet.
The ‘phone starts ringing and Ruth smiles that it's her first call! She goes and answers it: the call is for Lance, but Ruth tells the caller that he isn't home. She asks if she can take a message and is asked to tell Lance to call Barbara at work. She hangs up, rejoins Philip and frowns:
RUTH: What would a middle- aged woman named Barbara want with my son...?
Madge sighs in frustration and asks:
MADGE: Where *are* they?
She adds that Harold was never late for anything in his *life*; she hopes he hasn't smelled a rat. Lou looks at his watch and says Marlene was supposed to be babysitting Lolly this afternoon – he doesn't like leaving her at the crèche all afternoon. Jo walks over and offers to look after her. Lou thanks her and says he'll go and pick Lolly up and then come back; he wouldn't miss this reunion for the *world*! Madge mutters:
MADGE: Yeah – if he *shows*.
HELEN: He *will*, Madge – and he's going to be thrilled to see you.
Marlene smiles at Harold that she thinks the waitress is a little bit upset that they're sitting there, not eating any of her food! Harold points out that they did order fruit juices. He then changes the subject and comments that it's funny how humans eat meat, and he adds that he's often considered vegetarianism. Marlene smiles that they serve very good vegetarian meals at Chez Chez. Harold, however, ignores this and goes on extolling the virtues of not eating meat. Marlene suddenly wafts her hand in front of her face and says she's feeling a bit squeamish – she thinks she needs a medicinal brandy. She asks Harold to help her over to Chez Chez. Harold, however, tells her that he's got a much better idea:
HAROLD: I'll go and get you a glucose drink – that's much more effective; and then I'll come back and [quietly] we'll have a little chat about your alcohol problem.
Marlene's face blanches and she tells him that he's got it all wrong! Harold, however, tells her to take deep breaths and he heads over to the drinks cabinet! Marlene sits there looking fed- up!
Lou takes Lolly out of the car and hands her to Jo. Darren walks over and asks Lou if he's still going to use Mal for the pub job. Lou retorts that he's decided not to do any renovations for a while. Darren tells him that Mal will stuff it up if Lou gives him the go- ahead. Lou just ignores this and tells Jo that if she needs any help, give him a call.
Marlene dashes into the pub and tells Helen and Madge that Harold's at the coffee shop: he won't enter licensed premises. Helen sighs:
HELEN: Oh, of course, I should've remembered.
Marlene goes on that she thinks ‘Ted' thinks she's a hopeless drunk; she told him she's gone out to get a bit of fresh air! She adds that she'd better get back. Madge, however, stops her, thanks her for her trouble and says she thinks it would be best if she faced Harold by herself. Helen and Marlene wish her luck!
Harold is pouring a glass of juice when Madge peers in through the doorway from outside. She then opens the door and head inside. Harold has his back to the door and so he doesn't notice Madge until she walks round in front of him and says:
HAROLD (blankly): Sorry?
MADGE: Oh – um – Ted?
Harold stands up slowly and stares at Madge. He then murmurs:
HAROLD: You know me, don't you.
MADGE (smiles): Yes.
HAROLD: Um... I'm sorry. I don't know *your* name.
MADGE (gently): Madge. Madge Bishop. Your wife.
Harold stares at Madge in astonishment.
Garage of No. 32
Ruth is in No. 32's garage, still unpacking boxes, when Lance arrives home from school, muttering that it's too far away. Ruth asks if that means he wants to move to Erinsborough High. Lance, however, retorts that all his friends are at his *current* school. He goes to head inside. Ruth calls after him:
RUTH: Who's Barbara?
LANCE: Barbara who? How should *I* know?
RUTH: She rang for you today.
LANCE: Oh, right.
LANCE: A friend. A classmate.
RUTH: She wants you to ring her back ‘at work'.
LANCE: Yeah? So?
RUTH: Well? How many 40- year- old friends have you *got*?
Lance just ignores this and heads inside.
Harold is fiddling with the wedding ring on his finger and he says to Madge:
HAROLD: The ring... You see, so I assumed that either I *had* been married at sometime or I was *still* married. When you can't remember your own name, how are you supposed to start searching?
MADGE: Actually, you've had *two* wives.
HAROLD: I beg your pardon?
MADGE: Well, I never met your first wife – she died before you moved to Erinsborough.
HAROLD: Oh. So this—
MADGE: No, no, *I* gave you that. We're still married; well, I *assume* we are: *I* never remarried; did *you*?
HAROLD (hesitates and shrugs): I don't know. Not that I'm aware of. So... we... we both lived in Erinsborough together?
MADGE: Yep – in Ramsay Street.
HAROLD: Number 24?
MADGE: Yes, that's right. Apparently Marlene Kratz lives there now.
Harold realises suddenly that Marlene should have been back ages ago. Madge, however, tells him to relax: she's in the pub with Helen. She adds quickly that Marlene isn't a booze artist; they were to have had this reunion in the bar, but he threw a spanner in the works! Harold puts his hand to his forehead and sighs:
HAROLD: This is all so very confusing.
MADGE: You want to call it a day?
HAROLD: No! No, no, no. I *must* know about my past.
MADGE: Well, I'm game if you are, Haro—. Look, what do you want me to call you?
Harold sighs heavily and replies:
HAROLD: Well, if I really *am* this Harold Bishop, I suppose I'd better get used to the name, eh?
MADGE (grins): I'm glad! Somehow I can't see you as a Ted!
HAROLD: It was the name they gave me in rehab. You see, my very first memory – and it's a very vague one – is being revived on board a fishing trawler.
MADGE: Don't you remember how you got in the water?
HAROLD (whispers): No, I'm afraid not. After I'd...
MADGE: I suppose you wondered why nobody looked for you.
HAROLD: Yes, I did. Oh, for *years* I did. And then I just had to assume that I didn't have any family or friends.
MADGE: Oh Harold, that's not true. We just thought you were dead. And now you're here, I... I can't *believe* it.
Harold smiles at Madge.
Marlene opens the bar door and asks if they couldn't just sneak down and have a peek through the window. Helen, however, tells her firmly that Madge and Harold have a lot of catching- up to do and they need to be left alone. Marlene rejoins her and Lou as Helen says she has to go, as she has a physio appointment. Lou tells her that he'll get her a cab. Marlene asks if she can share, as she has to go and rescue Jo from Darren and Lolly. Lou mutters that Jo will be hard- pressed getting a civil word out of Darren. Marlene sighs that she wishes the two of them would sort out their differences. Lou retorts that he'd like nothing better, but it's just not going to happen. Marlene remarks:
MARLENE: You know, I thought Cheryl's death would bring you closer together.
LOU: But I think it's pushed us further apart.
Helen says it's *Brett* who's suffering: he's in the middle. Lou looks at Marlene and asks who put him *there*. Marlene insists that she just asked him to keep an eye on Darren. She pleads with Lou to make more of an effort. Lou, however, retorts that Darren is determined to see him as the villain. Marlene sighs that she supposes that that means Lou isn't coming to dinner. Lou, though, says he'll be there.
Madge asks Harold:
MADGE: How did you get to *Tasmania*?
HAROLD: Ah, well, you see, my theory is that the trawler that picked me up was fishing illegally – because, you see, they just dumped me on shore and took off.
MADGE: Oh, charming!
HAROLD: Well, no, they did save my life, you see? Anyway, I just kept walking until somebody picked me up. Oh dear – I must have looked dreadful. They took me to a hospital.
MADGE: But it's strange that the police didn't put two and two together – I mean somebody reported missing and then *you* turning up. Oh well, I suppose no one in Tasmania's going to recall a report of somebody washed off the rocks in the mainland.
HAROLD: Well, if I'd have had some identification, I suppose they would've known where to start. As it was, everyone was convinced that I was a local – including myself.
MADGE: How did you get back *here*?
HAROLD: Oh, utter coincidence. I was at the rehab, trying to regain my memory, and that's when I met the Salvos: I was working in the kitchen there, you see?
MADGE (chuckles): That'd be right!
HAROLD (blankly): I beg your pardon?
MADGE: I'll explain later! Go on.
HAROLD: Oh. Well. Anyway, my doctor thought it would be a good idea for me to have a fresh start in a new environment – and, you see, the Salvos had several vacancies on the mainland, and for some reason I chose Erinsborough; and of course, now I know why.
MADGE: Of course.
HAROLD: Tell me – did I have some experience with kitchens *before* my accident?
MADGE (laughs): You sure did!
HAROLD: Yes, yes, of course, you see – because cooking always came so naturally to me.
MADGE: You were a *wonderful* cook. In fact, you used to run this very coffee shop!
HAROLD (exclaims): Really?
He looks around and goes on uncertainly:
HAROLD: I just don't recognise a thing about it.
MADGE: Ooh, it's had a bit of a revamp since *you* ran it. I wouldn't worry about it.
HAROLD: All right. Except for the first time I saw *you*: that *was* totally different. It's like driving through a thick fog... you suddenly see a familiar landmark and then it just fades away; and you can just hope that you're going in the right direction.
Helen is walking slowly around the lounge room of No. 26 without a stick, and Ruth smiles that she thinks today's the best effort yet – and she's *looking* perkier too! Helen says she was a little worried about her blood pressure when she was getting the Bishops back together, but she's glad she persisted. Ruth suggests to her that she go and lie down and they'll get cracking on her massage. She adds that she'll be in in a minute. She then heads into the kitchen and asks Philip if she can pick his brains. She goes on that she told Lance about that ‘phone call, and first of all he denied it and then he said it was a girl from school; why is he lying to her? Debbie is listening as she re- hangs the kitchen curtains, and she giggles loudly! Philip tells her that she shouldn't be listening to this secret parent talk!
Harold says to Madge:
HAROLD: And have I changed very much? I mean, am I anything like the Harold you remember?
MADGE (smiles): You haven't changed a bit! A little bit more grey, perhaps; a few more worry lines here! [She indicates his forehead] And you really should keep an eye on that tum!
MADGE: But underneath, you're still the same person: kind... gentle... Still beautiful.
HAROLD: I just can't believe that we're married.
He then apologises quickly, saying that didn't come out the way he intended. He looks down at his plate and comments that he thinks he'll leave his sandwich. Madge remarks that she sees he's started eating meat again; he used to be a vegetarian. Looking astonished, Harold exclaims:
HAROLD: That is astounding!
HAROLD: Well, I was just saying to Marlene how I intended *becoming* a vegetarian!
MADGE: There you go, then: nothing's changed!
Harold hesitates and scratches his head before standing up and saying:
HAROLD: Look, um, Madge, I have to get back to work.
MADGE (softly): Yes, I know. Listen, could we meet again? I mean – I'll quite understand if you don't want to.
HAROLD: No! No – I *want* to see you again.
He then holds out his hand and says gently:
Madge shakes his hand and whispers:
As Harold walks to the door, Madge calls after him:
MADGE: I'll ring you!
Harold nods and smiles at her and heads out.
Marlene is seeing Jo out and she thanks her for coming to the rescue. Darren is sitting at the kitchen table and Marlene joins him as she smiles that Jo is a nice kid. Changing the subject, Darren asks his nan hesitantly if she's done anything about the headstone. Marlene replies that she's been thinking about it, but she's been afraid to mention it in case she got her head bitten off. Darren tells her that he'd like to help her sort something out, if that's OK. Marlene nods that it would be a big relief. She adds softly:
MARLENE: Are you ready to say goodbye to her?
DARREN (mouths): Yeah.
Marlene then says she was thinking she'd have a family get- together; a memorial dinner – and she'd like Lou to be there. Darren nods:
Lance is talking on the ‘phone, saying:
LANCE: Yeah... So when did *this* happen? ... Oh, you're joking!
There's suddenly a knock on the front door and Lance asks the person on the ‘phone to hang on a second. He goes and opens the door to Debbie, who is carrying several boxes of his mum's. Lance returns to the ‘phone and tells the person he's speaking to that he'll have to call them back. Debbie puts the boxes down in the lounge room and then rejoins Lance, who has hung up. She grins at him:
DEBBIE: Another secret ‘phone call?!
LANCE (blankly): I'm sorry?
DEBBIE: I overheard your mum talking to my dad. She thinks you're trying to hide something.
LANCE (exclaims): What?!
DEBBIE: Is she right? ‘Cos you should've heard the things she thinks you're up to!
LANCE (coolly): What did she say?
DEBBIE: Oh... just... things. You know!
LANCE: No, I *don't* know. Could you please tell me?
DEBBIE: Well, she thinks that you are having an affair with this older woman called Barbara!
LANCE (closing his eyes in horror): Oh God...
With that, Debbie heads back out, laughing and telling Lance to remember: mummy's watching!
Madge has turned up at No. 26 and she helps Helen to the couch. The two of them sit down and she tells Helen that today's knocked her sideways: she thought she was prepared for everything, but... Helen comments that seeing Harold must have been a bit of a shock. Madge says:
MADGE: The worst thing was him not *recognising* me. My husband – the man I'd lived with and loved – treating me like a stranger. Oh, it broke my heart.
She puts a tissue to her mouth, as tears well- up. Philip passes through, on his way to the front door, and Helen tells him that Madge is staying with them for a while. Philip smiles at Madge that it'll be a pleasure to have her. He heads out. Madge then turns back to Helen and sniffs:
MADGE: I've spent the whole day trying to keep cool. I remembered what you said about your first meeting. I didn't want to scare Harold off.
HELEN: I'm sure you didn't.
MADGE: Well, he wants us to meet again.
HELEN: That's encouraging.
MADGE (declares): I'm determined to bring him back, Helen – lead him away from ‘Ted' and back to Harold. I know it'll take a long time, but I am *not* going to give up until he remembers what we meant to each other. I want my husband back.