Willises
Pam tells Brad off for not tidying up the house but Brad is more interested in driving Adam's car(!) Pam agrees that he and Gabby can share it with her.

Joe comes round, very excited, and announces his engagement to Melanie. They all congratulate him.

No.24
Brenda answers the door to Helen. She's come to have a word with her about Guy. She doesn't think Madge and Harold would approve of Guy staying in the house. Brenda laughs and explains that Guy is her nephew - he's Lou Carpenter's son, not some sort of lover. She kept it quiet because Harold doesn't like Lou much.

The beach Harold disappeared from, at night
A helicopter with a spotlight is out searching for Harold and there are many Search and Rescue vehicles parked around. Madge is sitting in one of them, wrapped in a blanket. A man makes her a cup of coffee.

POLICEMAN: Is your husband a good swimmer, Mrs Bishop?
MADGE: Yes.
POLICEMAN: You don't suppose he might have decided to go for a swim?
MADGE: At this time of year, fully dressed? Harold's not a fool.
POLICEMAN: Sea's unpredictable along here. It can be a flat as glass and then a big wave can jump out of nowhere. I reckon your husband was probably washed down along the coast. A lot of small caves along there. You never know. He's probably clinging to a rock this very minute wishing he had a nice cup of tea.
MADGE:(pessimistically) Yeah. You never know.

They go on to discuss Harold's mental state and Madge explains that he was happy - they'd just left on the trip of a lifetime.

POLICEMAN: A lot of the locals are combing along the beaches. Don't worry. We'll find him.

But the black, cold sea says otherwise.

Willises, the following morning
Pam nags Brad to find a job. Then she says she's got something for Brad - a new coat. Brad looks at it and tries to disguise his horror - it isn't very cool.

The beach
Madge sits in the back of the campervan, looking out to sea.

Willises
Jim comes around to enlist Pam's support in Dorothy's election campaign. She agrees, and volunteers Brad too. He heads out but Pam calls him back and tells him to put his jacket on. He reluctantly does so.

Coffee Shop
Helen has popped in to see how Brenda is getting on. But she's getting on fine - Doug has been helping her out. He invites Brenda out to the Waterhole later this week - Pam has got a few late shifts.

HELEN: He's a dreadful flirt, that man.
BRENDA: Yeah? I hadn't noticed!

The beach
Madge is looking out to sea in despair. The Search and Rescue operation has been scaled down.

POLICEMAN: They've combed every inch of beach. There's nowhere left to look.
MADGE: He's gone, I know. I knew it last night.
POLICEMAN: No, Mrs Bishop, we don't know that.
MADGE: I do.
POLICEMAN: Is there...someone you'd like us to call for you? A friend or a relative.
MADGE: No, I'll do that later, when I have to. Right now, I'd rather be on my own.
POLICEMAN: You sure I can't drive you somewhere?
MADGE: Please...you've been very helpful. I'd rather wait. At least until the search is called off.

Willises
Brad asks Joe if he has any part-time work going, but plays down his skills as much as possible(!)

Joe shows Pam an engagement ring that he's bought for Melanie. He got it from a pawn shop. Pam thinks it's rather sad that someone was that desperate that they had to pawn their engagement ring. She had to do that a few months ago and she was so glad to get it back. Joe looks rather thoughtful and says he feels awful now - he'll go and take it back.

Pam tells Brad to go out to get the groceries and makes him put his new jacket on.

JOE: What is that, mate?!
PAM: New jacket!
JOE: Oh, very swish! Very Jim Robinson, eh?

Coffee Shop
Jim is putting up some posters for Dorothy's election campaign. Felicity Brent comes in and Jim tries to give her a poster for her shop, but Felicity points out that she hates both Dorothy and Madge. She'll do all she can to keep Dorothy off the council.

Robinsons
Doug is having dinner with Jim and Helen. Jim might be off to Japan soon - but he's still concerned about Paul and Glen. He tells them about Felicity Brent, but Helen reckons that Dorothy will win hands down - there's nothing Felicity Brent can do.

Coffee Shop
Brenda comes over and has a chat to Felicity. They get on to the subject of Dorothy and Brenda babbles that Dorothy was married to a criminal and had some trouble with counterfeit money. Felicity looks very interested at this.

Willises
Joe managed to talk the bloke in the pawn shop into taking the ring back. He's bought Melanie a new ring instead, although the stone is very small. When Pam has gone, Brad takes off his jacket.

BRAD:(to the jacket) Nothing personal, but you're about to meet with a very serious accident!

The Beach
The search for Harold has been called off now.

MADGE: So...er...what happens now?
POLICEMAN: We wait. The body will probably wash up on shore within a day or two.
MADGE: What if it doesn't?
POLICEMAN: Oh, it will. The coastline along here is pretty treacherous with its rocks and undertows. But we usually find them. Eventually.
MADGE: I couldn't bear not knowing.
POLICEMAN: I admire you, Mrs Bishop...the way you've coped. A lot of people...something like this happens and they fall apart. Are you sure I can't book you into the motel.
MADGE: Yes...that might be a good idea. Thanks. He was so excited when we got this van. Got it cheap, too. Harold was always a bit of a tight-wad about money. A big heart though. None bigger. But money always somehow brought out the Scot in him. It was going to be our trip of a lifetime. All those years, working and saving...looking after the kids, then the grandchildren. This was going to be our time - just the two of us. We worked it all out, you know. Maps, tourist guides, places to stay. No-one to worry about, or answer to. Harold was always such a stickler for...plans.

Madge tells the policeman that she'd like to be on her own for a while, now. She thanks him for all his help.

Presently Madge goes into the campervan and loks around it before sitting down on the sofa. She sees one of Harold's jumpers. She picks it up and finally starts to cry.

MADGE:(sobbing) Oh, Harold!