Billy telling Toadie that he's been thinking about moving out of home.
Toadie suggesting to Billy that the two of them share a place.
Sarah telling Toadie that she's really glad he lives at No. 30.
Toadie taking a call from the estate agent and pretending to be Karl.
Billy looks on nervously as Toadie says to the estate agent:
TOADIE: Yes, I can go guarantor for my son and his flatemate, Jarrod Rebecchi... Yeah, I can vouch for them both... OK. Thank you for calling. Ta ta.
As he hangs up, Billy exclaims:
BILLY: Are you insane?! No, no – really: *are* you?
TOADIE (grins): That's a trick question, right?!
Toadie then tells Billy that it's not like Karl wouldn't have gone guarantor anyway. Billy, however, points out that Toadie's missing one small detail: he hasn't told his parents he's moving out, yet; he was waiting for the right time.
TOADIE (laughs): Is that when you invite them to the housewarming?!
BILLY: Have *you* told *Sarah*?
TOADIE (admits): No...
BILLY: Right. So, instead of stuffing up *my* life, why don't you get over there and tell her about the move?
Toadie heads off reluctantly. He calls back as he does so:
TOADIE: I did sound a *little* bit like him, didn't I?!
Anne arrives home to find Lance lying on the coffee table, his naked body covered in fruit, Amy sitting on the floor photographing him! She laughs as she asks what's going on.
LANCE (tetchily): This is supposed to be a closed set.
ANNE: Don't worry – it's actually a really good improvement!
Anne heads to the kitchen as Amy tells Lance that they're finished. He heads off to get dressed. Anne returns and asks Amy what the deal is. Amy explains that she's trying to liven up her folio a bit; do something interesting. She adds that Miss. Hicks showed them some folios of geniuses and it leaves *her* stuff for dead. She then says:
AMY: Actually, *you* could help me out...
ANNE (uncertainly): What? How?
AMY: Modelling for me.
ANNE: Um, no. I don't think fruit modelling's—
AMY: Oh no: no fruit, I promise.
ANNE: And no vegetables?
AMY: Nothing edible at all!
Amy goes on that there *will* have to be a theme involved. She asks Anne if she has any ideas. She replies that she doesn't.
Toadie arrives home and joins Sarah in the kitchen, where she tells him to sit down, as she wants to ask him something. Toadie replies that *he* needs to speak to *her* too. Sarah asks what about, but Toadie tells her to go first.
SARAH: I've got this exercise to do for my course. All the others did it while I was away, so I've kind of got some catching-up to do.
TOADIE: Right... so... what's the exercise?
SARAH: I need to be a carer for a disabled person for a day – and I kind of need a patient.
Toadie look uncertain as Sarah goes on:
SARAH: You'd just be in the wheelchair for the day, and I'd be doing everything for you, and I'd write down all the problems that we faced and how we overcame them and so on. You'd be doing me a big favour and I'd owe you one; a *big* one.
Toadie smiles that he doesn't have to do anything... so when does she want to start? Sarah replies that they'll do it tomorrow. She then asks what he wanted to talk to *her* about. Toadie hesitates before telling her that it can wait.
Billy is helping Susan prepare dinner in the kitchen, and she comments that he's being very helpful all of a sudden... which is why she's suspicious of his motives: anyone would think he was buttering her up!
BILLY: Oh come on, mum – can't a guy help his mother in the kitchen without any ulterior motives?
SUSAN: In my experience, no!
Billy, realising he'll have to tell her the truth, asks her to put down the knife she's holding! Susan does so. Billy then says:
BILLY: I—I'm moving out of home.
SUSAN (staring in surprise): Sorry?
BILLY: Toadie and I have applied for a place together. I'm moving out of home.
Susan just continues to stare at him.
Anne, Amy and Lance have dug out some of Ruth's old clothes, and Anne laughs that she's having trouble imagining her mum in that gear! Amy, however, enthuses that it's great: it's exactly the gear she needs. Anne asks if they need accessories, and she goes to get her mum's jewellery box. When she's gone, Lance says to Amy:
LANCE: I don't think you should be going through mum's jewellery box.
AMY: Relax, Lance, we'll be very, very careful.
Anne returns with the jewellery box and takes out a ring. Lance says warily that it probably has sentimental value. He takes out a pin with a symbol on it and asks what it is.
ANNE (uncertainly): Didn't it have something to do with the ‘nuclear disarmament' or something? I don't know – we can always ask mum tomorrow.
AMY (enthuses): This shoot is going to be wild!
Billy is saying to Susan heatedly:
BILLY: I'm *working* now; earning a living for myself.
SUSAN (retorts): You've been in the job *one week*. What if it doesn't work out?
BILLY: It will.
SUSAN: You should stay at home and save; get some savings behind you as a safety net.
BILLY: Mum, I *am* 18.
SUSAN: That doesn't mean you have to leave home; it's not a rule.
BILLY: Plenty of people *do*.
SUSAN (backing down): I know... I have a problem, sometimes, thinking of you as grown up.
Susan then tells Billy that she doesn't want to see him rushing into anything; where's he going to get his bond, for a start?
BILLY: That's something else I need to talk to you about: do you think you could manage a small loan?
SUSAN (rolling her eyes): Surprise, surprise...
Susan then says she'll go with him and they'll look at the place together, and they'll discuss it from there. She adds, though, that she thinks the whole thing needs a lot more thought.
Sometime later, Susan is standing in the empty house, looking around as Billy tells her where he thinks various items of furniture could go. Susan just muses:
SUSAN: That's very interesting. Where's all this furniture going to *come* from?
BILLY: Toadie's got a few things... and we can pick up some bits and pieces as we go along. It doesn't matter if it's a bit basic to start off with.
Susan tells Billy that the heating is completely rusted... there's no water pressure... there's a leak in the ceiling... the floor is completely tilted... there are about two power points in the whole place... and she asks what the stink is.
BILLY (sighs): There is no stink. Look at it, mum, it's *big*. It's one of the best places we've looked at.
SUSAN: I shudder to think what the *others* were like!
BILLY: Do not dump on it too much, right? It's what *I* want – it's what Toadie and I want – and I think we can really make a go of this, so forget about the rough edges and look at it as a whole.
SUSAN: Well it *is* a hole!
She then shrugs and says:
SUSAN: Fine. We'll talk to your father. I can't guarantee that he'll come around; we'll just have to... we'll wait and see.
Sarah is spoon-feeding Toadie, holding a cloth under his mouth. As food leaks out the edge, Sarah goes to note something. Toadie exclaims:
TOADIE: Do you have to write down that I dribbled?!
SARAH: I have to be thorough, Toadie.
TOADIE: I want to retain *some* kind of dignity.
SARAH (looking interested): Is that how you feel? Like you've lost your dignity?
TOADIE: Well... yeah: that's *exactly* how I feel.
Sarah tries again to feed him, but he mutters that he wishes he could eat at his own pace; he's starving. He then asks if Sarah can scratch an itch on his shoulder. Sarah does so. Toadie asks how much longer they have to do this. Sarah replies that they've only just begun. Looking down at her notes, she then says:
SARAH: The next thing on my agenda is bathing.
Toadie stares at her, and she quickly concludes:
SARAH: Maybe not!
Sarah goes on that the next thing is an outing, to see how she copes with ramps and things. She asks Toadie if she can drive him in his car.
Billy is pacing the floor of the lounge room, looking nervous. Susan sighs at him to just relax: it's his father, not a firing squad!
BILLY (irritably): When is he going to be here?
BILLY: What if he refuses? Without the bond, I may as well just shelve the whole idea.
SUSAN: I can't speak *for* him; you're just going to have to wait until he gets here.
There's a knock on the door at that moment and Susan lets Karl in. Billy says quickly:
BILLY: Hi, dad!
KARL (curtly): Never mind the ‘hi dad's; you've got some explaining to do.
BILLY: What do you mean?
KARL: I had a telephone conversation today with a real estate agency. Now apparently, they would like a signed letter from me, confirming the substance of a telephone conversation I had with them yesterday. Know anything about that? ‘Cos *I* must have blacked out: apparently I've agreed to go guarantor on a house I've never seen and I know nothing about.
Billy stares at him guiltily.
Outside No. 30
Toadie is perched in his wheelchair on the top step outside No. 30's front door. A ramp has been placed over the other steps, but Toadie looks at it nervously and suggests that they get some help; the ramp is really steep. Sarah, however, insists that he'll be fine. At that minute, though, she loses her grip on the wheelchair and it rolls down the ramp, depositing Toadie on the ground!
TOADIE (mutters): Good one, Nurse Beaumont!
SARAH: Oops! Can we try that again?
Toadie goes and climbs back into the wheelchair. As he does so, Sarah realises that she was supposed to bring him down backwards! She then wheels him to the car. She stares at him as she wonders how she's going to get him *into* the car – but Toadie tells her quickly that it's OK: he'll just walk. As he climbs into the car, Sarah stands there, looking frustrated.
Karl is asking Billy angrily:
KARL: Have you any idea how I felt being put on the spot like that, being made to look like a complete idiot? Have you thought about the legal implications of this, as well?
Billy starts to protest that it just happened; it wasn't planned; they were going to tell him; it was a stupid mix-up.
KARL: Oh, what sort of mix-up's *that*? You just woke up in the morning and thought you were *me*? That sort of thing?
BILLY: No, I was talking to the estate agent on the ‘phone and Toadie grabbed—
SUSAN (groans): Oh, Toadie. *Now* it's all making sense!
BILLY: He didn't mean any harm...
KARL: The trouble is he never does: harm just flows out of that boy, into his general surroundings, by process of osmosis. He'll keep, anyway.
BILLY: We *were* going to tell you.
KARL: I'm *sure* you were.
Karl then tells Billy that he's really disappointed in the way he's handled this.
BILLY: Dad, *you* were the one who always encouraged me to make my own decisions.
Karl and Susan look at each other, admitting reluctantly with their expressions that Billy has a point. Karl then replies:
KARL: Yeah, yeah I did, but not the rash ones. Look, don't get me wrong: if you want to be independent and go out into the real world, that's fine; go right ahead – but don't expect your parents to pay for your bond and fork out for all sorts of things and go guarantor...
BILLY: I *don't*, all right? All I'm asking for is a small loan.
KARL (looking at Susan): What's this palace like, anyway?
SUSAN (slightly lost for words!): Um, it's, um, pretty basic... but having said that, it's no worse than a lot of the places *we* lived in when we were first married.
KARL: *That's* hardly saying much.
SUSAN: I think you should probably have a look and then decide one way or the other.
Karl pauses before saying to Billy:
KARL: Yeah, OK, I agree, in principle – *in principle* – to you moving out... and I'm not promising anything, but we'll go and have a look at this house and then we'll sit down and have a discussion about your financial arrangements.
BILLY: Excellent! Thanks!
With that, Billy heads out, saying he's going to tell Toadie.
KARL (sternly): Could you remind the Toad that we are due for a serious chat – very soon?
Toadie is sitting dozing in the wheelchair in the kitchen when Billy comes in. He stares at Toadie, who explains quickly about helping out Sarah. Billy asks where Sarah *is*, and Toadie replies that she's in the bedroom on the ‘phone. Billy asks if he's told her about the move.
TOADIE (quickly): Shush! This is all part of the master plan to soften her up; don't worry.
BILLY: You'd better, because I've got some good news: the house is pretty much well ours!
Billy adds that his dad was pretty peeved at first, but he's agreed in principle to the move, and his parents should be good for the bond money, too.
BILLY: Yeah. Um – only one minor negative: I kind of let slip about you doing the impersonation of him.
TOADIE (gasps): Thanks, you idiot!
BILLY: He already knew: the agent rang him at the surgery to get the guarantor bit in writing.
Toadie asks what Karl *said*.
BILLY: He wants to have a little ‘chat' with you!
TOADIE: Oh great! We all know that's shorthand for ‘you're dead'.
Sarah comes back in and wheels Toadie into the lounge room, telling Billy that he can stay and help.
Grounds of the Lassiter's complex
Anne is dressed in Seventies gear: an orange top and flared trousers, a brown jacket and a huge black afro wig! She strikes various poses as Amy takes photos of her with the help of Lance, who's holding a silver screen to reflect the light. Anne moves away from the pagoda and almost trips over on the platform shoes she's wearing! She sits down on a bench and pulls something out of a pocket.
LANCE (looking astonished): That's mum's ring.
ANNE (hesitantly): Yeah, I know...
AMY: I thought we weren't going to use that one.
ANNE: Yeah, well, I just liked it.
LANCE (snaps): Great...
Amy starts taking photos of Anne sitting on the bench.
Billy looks on in the lounge room as Sarah asks Toadie how it was for him out on the walk. Toadie replies that it sucks being dependent on her... and he hated all those people gawking at him.
TOADIE: It's been a pretty enlightening experience... my whole attitude towards wheelchairs has changed after today.
SARAH: You and me both.
Billy announces that he's got to get going. Sarah insists that he's not in the way, but Billy explains that Toadie has something he's got to tell her. With that, Billy heads out, leaving Sarah to ask Toadie:
TOADIE: Um... I've got some news.
SARAH: Yeah? Go on.
TOADIE (gently): I'm going to be moving out.
SARAH (her face dropping): What?
TOADIE: Yeah. Me and Bill have got a house together.
SARAH (quietly): I see.
TOADIE: Sorry. I did mean to tell you sooner.
SARAH: So why didn't you?
TOADIE: I don't know...
SARAH (awkwardly): All right. Well. Thanks for letting me know. Excuse me.
Sarah gets up and leaves the room. Toadie sits in his wheelchair, looking slightly guilty.
Susan and Karl are sitting at the main table, having a cup of coffee. Susan is commenting that Billy *is* mature enough to leave home – but she doesn't know if they should actively be encouraging him to do it.
KARL: Particularly if this place is a *dive*.
SUSAN: ‘Dive' might be a bit strong – although it's certainly long in its shortcomings!
Karl smiles that it does take them back... Susan just looks at him awkwardly before suggesting that he have a look at it for himself and see what he thinks then. Karl nods that he will. He then adds:
KARL: Kind of ironic, though, isn't it: here *we* are, trying to put the family back together again, and Bill's getting ready to move out.
SUSAN: Sooner or later it'll be Libby... then it'll just be an empty house.
KARL: This is going to sound selfish, but I was *relying* on Bill a little.
SUSAN: What for?
KARL: Well, he's my own ally in the house at the moment. Libby and I certainly are not getting on very well.
SUSAN (softly): Yeah...
Susan then offers Karl another coffee.
Susan joins Toadie in the lounge room. He says he knows he should have told her straight away; it's nothing personal. Sarah says she knows: he and Billy are best mates. Toadie smiles that it *would* be good to spend some more time with him – and it'll be good to get out of the wheelchair, too.
SARAH: Must seem like a long day for you...
TOADIE: Well that's just it: it's only a day; it's not a lifetime. Kind of puts things in perspective a bit, doesn't it?
SARAH (hesitantly): Yeah... Look... you know, I know it's my fault.
SARAH: Well if it wasn't for the whole Karl thing, Billy could have moved in *here*.
TOADIE: You and *I* are still mates.
SARAH: Yeah – sure.
TOADIE: Then that's all that counts! Now how about feeding me some grapes – peeled, of course!
Amy is still taking photos of Anne in the Seventies gear, now down by the Lassiter's lake, but Anne asks if they can call it quits soon, as she's really had enough. Amy says she'll just take a couple more shots. She asks Anne to move back towards the jetty. Anne takes a few steps back down the small jetty so that she's just a foot or so away from the water.
AMY: And show me a bit more energy... Come on, lots more energy: throw your arms out.
ANNE: What – like *this*?
Anne flings her arms out to her sides – and Ruth's ring goes flying off her finger and into the water.
LANCE (horrified): Oh God...
ANNE (looking shocked): Oops...