SHEILA: We are with you live from the Waterhole, and with me is Clive Gibbons, the COO, isnít he cute.
Sheila finishes her intro and asks Clive who the next letter is from.
CLIVE: Itís from you, theyíre all from you.
SHEILA: Oh, donít be ridiculous. What would I possibly have to gain by writing the letters?
CLIVE: ĎDear Sheila, I have come back to Ramsay Street after being away for decades. I have reconnected with someone on the street and made new friends. One really good friend in particular.í
Sheila points to herself, then shares a knowing look with Clive.
CLIVE: ĎBut thereís stuff about my past I havenít spoken about and I donít know when the right time is to do that. Maybe Iím worried there are things that she wonít like or approve of, am I being silly? Signed, mystery man.í
CLIVE: Well what?
SHEILA: Is he being silly?
CLIVE: One of us is!
Sheila thinks he obviously has something really important to share and is waiting for the right time. Clive says heís a mystery man, maybe he doesnít have something exciting to share. Maybe his good friend is setting herself up to be disappointed. Sheila says anything he had to say wouldnít be disappointing. Clive says maybe heís conventional, married, kids, career, and now he finds himself unshackled. Heís now middle aged and looks like his granddad. Sheila thinks thatís interesting. Clive says it doesnít sound interesting.
SHEILA: Iíll tell you what is interesting, he knows a lot more about his incredibly beautiful friend than she knows about him. Thatís not really fair is it?
CLIVE: Well what do you want to hear, what does she want to hear I mean?
She wants to know the mistakes, stuff ups, the whole thing.
CLIVE: Okay, well he did volunteer as a medic for the freedom fighters of the Congo for a while, hacking his way through the jungle to retrieve the dying and the wounded.
CLIVE: No! He didnít, but thatís clearly what she wants to hear! Indiana Gibbons!
Sheila says she wants to know that theyíre in this together, and she isnít the only one doing the emotional work.
SHEILA: She wants to know there are no ghosts going to come rattling out of the closets and scare the bejesus out of her!
CLIVE: You mean skeletons? Ghosts donít rattle, they float.
SHEILA: Sheís serious.
CLIVE: Is she?
CLIVE: Anyone ever tell you youíre beautiful when youíre angry.
SHEILA: No, because theyíre usually too scared to speak.
Clive says there are no skeletons coming rattling out of anyoneís closet. Sheila rubs her hand over Cliveís shoulder.
SHEILA: I quite like Indiana Gibbons, does he have a whip?
CLIVE: Whip and a hat, its all he wears.
SHEILA: In the jungle?
CLIVE: And a loincloth.
SHEILA: Very biblical. Prove it.
They lean in to kiss, when Clive winces in pain, rubbing his back. He says Indiana Gibbons is not as young as he used to be. Sheila says heís just fine, and tells him to turn the camera off, she knows some voodoo.