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A sharp rise in the U.S. gold price at the weekend buoyed enthusiasm on the

national share market yesterday.

dispelling a week of gloom and boosting the all-ordinaries by 15.9%. Analysts

had predicted a rise in the gold sector, but the magnitude of the index's 96.9%

or 6.4% rise was beyond the market expectations.

Following a $5.80 rise in the gold price in New York on Friday at $4.03, $3.75,

after reaching a high of $3.79,

the all-ordinaries rose high on Friday.

$2,302, special high grade, $2,305,

number 3, $225, RAM core, $0.13, reference, $0.56,

price, $9.80, standard, $12,042.

Thank

you.

Thank you.

$1.80 $1.73 $1.70 $1.68 $1.64 $1.59

$1.57 $1.53 $1.40 $1.42 $1.50 $1.49

$1.39 $1.37

You'd be worried if you lay.

Okay, let's go back to my place.

Harry, would you mind?

Certainly darling.

I think this belongs to the young lady.

Don't tell me. You've just come from London and you've painted the town red.

Thanks for that.

Don't mention it.

Damsels in distress are a weakness of mine.

Once it was dragons, now it's luggage trollers.

Madge. Hello, Pet.

Dad's not through yet? Have you seen this?

Oh, that bloody journalist.

He rang up asking if we were selling Fun Park in the light of what was happening

to the Brampton companies on the exchange.

And? Well, it's not that we weren't even considering it.

We'd bail out the companies by whatever means, but not at the expense of Fun

Park. You know gins.

Never let the facts stand in the way of a good story. Oh, they annoy me.

I'm pleased, aren't they?

Bye.

Where's Dad?

Oh, caught up with some boring paperwork in customs. They wouldn't believe I

hadn't bought the coat overseas.

So I always wanted to be a painter.

I don't know, it's one of those... Except I don't earn a living from it

yet. Well, most artists don't earn a living from it till after they're dead.

Is that all?

Yeah, I think so. Yep.

I sort of do photography too. I mean, I do do photography.

Is there no end to your talents?

I wish you'd let me show you.

Oh.

I just don't see

it as a reason to cut short a vacation, that's all.

I'm sure Harry does.

Oh, Dad.

Oh, I've missed you.

Hang on, hang on.

You think I've been away for the duration? Oh, I feel like it.

Let's go.

I suppose you've got thousands of people to show you around.

Oh, I wouldn't say thousands.

Well, cheerio.

Good luck with the painting.

Hey, Molly!

Back to reality.

You look lost. Is someone meeting you?

So,

what

did you do?

Traipsed around the shops, mostly. Don't tell me she bought more antiques.

Simon?

Simon?

Simon? God, Felicity, I don't believe this. How are you? What are you doing

here? Well, I've just been in Hong Kong. I thought I'd come here for a little

business. Oh, come meet the family.

Dad, this is Simon, an old friend from London.

Rampton Empire, squeeze.

Crikey, it doesn't take the sharks long to smell blood, does it, eh? I reckon

they must have been chipped off.

Yeah, you're right, Madge. I had hoped to keep it under wraps for a while.

Dad convinced Simon that he's got to stay with us. Of course he's got to.

Well, I'd love to, but I'm already booked into a hotel.

Are you here for long, Simon?

It depends.

Well, I hope we'll see you again then.

Come on, I'll drive you into town. Oh, thank you. Get Peter, bring him over for

tea.

Tea. Oh, not tea.

Tea. Here's what the old brand Australian-like dad calls dinner.

Dump your luggage in the back. Right.

I see you haven't changed, Felicity.

Will you do me an enormous favor?

Your wish is my command.

I think I've just seen someone I know.

But I've never known anyone like you, but these people you know.

Oh, well, a long tradition of keeping my eyes... You know, I don't even know what

you do come to that. Do you do, Simon?

In the business world, you mean?

Well, I know what you do in your time off. How could I ever forget?

Listen.

Why don't I just toot him? Toot him? No.

He's, uh, dead.

Dead.

A red car is following us.

You should block it.

Well, there goes your reunion.

Where's your nap?

Yum cha.

I care about you.

Come in.

Randolph, come and meet Mr. Ling and Mr. Tan.

I'm pleased to meet you both.

How's business in Hong Kong?

Good, and I hate you, sir, Mr.

Chen, well.

Randolph is like my son.

Even though I'm third-generation Australian.

Mr.

Tang doesn't understand your Aussie accent.

Well, gentlemen, the fun part deal is all set.

Simon, who was that person? You rushed off like a madman. Oh, just someone I

know. He owes me money.

It must be lots of money.

Yes, lovely.

Dim sum, please.

Yaoji, prawn dumplings.

Boiled or fried? Boiled, please.

Boiled, please.

Oh, and some chicken's feet.

Just as well I'm not territorial about you anymore.

Were you ever?

Wildly.

Thank you.

Didn't we have some great times together?

Didn't we?

Wining and dining.

All of that.

It seems like a million years ago.

No regrets?

No, I wouldn't have missed it.

Tell me about Justice.

He's pretty special.

$10 million.

$10,250,000.

$10,500,000. $10,750,000.

$11 million.

$11 million for Green Lakes Golf Course.

200 acres of prime seaside land on the beautiful south coast, just 98

kilometers from Sydney. It's one hour's drive, ladies and gentlemen. It's

against you, against you, and against you.

Any advance on $11 million?

$12 million.

Well,

I do like my bidding in leaps and bounds.

$12 million for Green Lakes Golf Course.

Any advance on $12 million?

Ladies and gentlemen, I call $12 million for the first time, $12 million for the

second time, and sold. Green Lakes Golf Course for $12 million.

What's this bloody country coming to?

We fought and died to stop them taking over. Thank you for your attendance this

morning. Now, fire us out.

Lock, stop and barrel.

With a successful bidder mind remaining, we can discuss the signing of the

contract. Thank you.

Good to see

you.

Hello, Randolph. Morning, Chris.

Beautiful day.

Yeah, it's been good weather, all right. It sure has.

Australians not happy we buy.

A few red bags.

Ah, moment.

Been sold already, eh?

It's good as.

You can take it away. Thank you.

They feed you too much on the plains.

I just don't see what all the fuss is about.

You're always going to sell Fun Park, Harry.

No, not quite, love.

You were. That day at lunch, you told Justin he could do the deal.

If it ever came up, I said.

And now it's come up.

What do you think, Madge?

I don't know. Sell Fun Park and you'll have the money to bail out the

companies. You could take out a loan, I suppose.

What's the point? The place has been out of action for years.

You're only hanging on to it for sentimental reasons.

God, to me it seems so simple. You make one small lucrative deal and you're back

in the black.

Oh, Harry.

Excuse me.

Let's wait till Flea gets home.

It's family business and the concerns are more than anyone.

How they knew homeless kids was Dad's favorite charity, Mr. Bartlett, still

does. True philanthropists never broadcast their generosity. Dad even

tells fibs about it.

There on your left is the scene of the crime.

The Shanghai?

Where Dad and Aileen met.

Over a hundred dollar plate.

So then Aileen goes after him with full block and tackle, and one month later,

guess what?

Madam Barracuda is the second Mrs. Brampton.

Felicity, is it my imagination, or do I detect a lack of deep affection for your

father's wife?

I can't stand her.

Neither can most people.

Except, presumably, Harry.

Except poor old Dad.

Does he know how you really feel?

No. Keep it under wraps.

You know, somehow, Felicity, you've never quite struck me as the type of

girl who likes to disguise her true feelings.

Maybe not.

But in this case, I try.

I really do, son.

You see, Dad and I made a pact when Mum died.

Not to criticize each other's new relationship.

Not even if we lose.

Not even if we were the tiniest bit jealous.

I knew you were going to say that, you rat.

Come to dinner

tonight? Tea.

I'd love tea.

It'll probably be a barbie.

Now, wait a minute. Let me get this straight.

Tea's dinner and dinner's a barbie. I'll pick you up at six. See you later.

Oh, hello. My name's Simon Templer. I'm staying here. Yes, Mr. Templer. Could

you see my luggage taken to my room, please? And I'd like a taxi.

Where to, sir?

Chinatown.

So what it boils down to is this.

Plain and simple.

Fun Park's a family asset. We can get 100 million for it on the international

market. Dad! Let me finish, Fee.

100 million to get us out of trouble and still leave us to trample. But, Dad, Fun

Park was Mum's. Yes.

And I wanted it to be yours one day. And so it should be. And it should be for my

kids and for my grandkids and for everybody's grandkids.

Oh, for God's sake, Felicity, your mother's been dead for five years. Don't

you think the time for sentiment's well and truly over? No, I don't.

And while we're on it, Aileen, do you realise that we could probably save the

lot with what you just spent on clothes and knick-knacks?

Antiques. Works of art.

Knick-knacks. That's enough!

Fee!

Could I have my three pence worth?

Please, Madge. A bit of the voice of sanity, eh? If you want to save Fun

Park, then it has to be alone.

High interest.

Astronomical interest. You'd be bankrupt before you knew it. All we need is

something short term.

Things have a habit of working out.

I remember weeks and weeks on end in the old days when Harry couldn't scrape

together my wages.

And half the time it would be Madge tidying us over.

Oh, that only happened once, Harry. Oh, no, it didn't, Madge. Well, this is

obviously we were too poor to have a family time, so if you'll excuse me...

Oh, well, don't be like that.

Oh, don't pander to her.

Don't you rub her up the wrong way, Fee. Look, you two, let's tackle the problem

at hand.

What we need is bridging finance.

Pretty damn quick.

Any ideas?

Yes.

Howard.

Hi, sweetheart.

Yeah, sure, I'm coming to dinner.

A hundred million dollars?

Yeah, we'll talk about it, okay?

I love you too.

Okay, bye.

Her father's an old friend of mine, Mr. King.

Barnaby Wong is a very rich man.

You've heard of him? Of course.

Singapore Chinese, New York Chinese.

We are a global community, Mr. Templer. Ella Wong passed through Sydney Airport

two months ago on a three-month tourist visa.

She's still in the country.

It's an old story, Mr.

Templer. Youth rebels.

Youth rejects family.

Youth is...

Reunited with family.

Mr. Key, what do you know about the white slavery racket operating in

Australia?

With young Asian girls.

Do you like our Chinese gardens, Mr. Templer? A gift from the Chinese people

to Australia.

Very beautiful.

I believe the girls are taken in by newspaper advertisements.

Student travel, cheap flights, accommodation.

Limited applications.

Oddly enough, it's never the young men whose applications are successful.

Only young women.

Yes, Mr. Templer, the Australian media is full of such lurid stories.

The girls arrive in this country.

Often they speak no English.

They're met at the airport and taken to brothels where their money and passports

are taken from them.

Their employers, shall we say, keep them drugged.

Without money, without passports and without their wits, they're virtual

prisoners.

Sound carries on still water.

Who is Nick Chan?

Nick Chan runs the Shanghai Restaurant.

Amongst other things.

Amongst many other things.

Thank you.

Mr. Rawlings. I said no more calls, Shirley.

It's Mr. Simon Templer.

Oh, OK. Put him through.

Simon, what on earth are you doing in Australia?

Oh, just business.

Other things in Hong Kong.

Actually, I'm just off to the airport.

Two-week business trip. You name it, I'm going there. But not, unfortunately, to

Australia. Just as well, probably.

I need a favour and some information.

Better take me off your speakerphone.

Done? Now what can I do to help?

Yes, I can certainly give you names.

Hold on a moment.

Simon, I ought to warn you, even for the saints, trying to crack the triads is a

bit like attempting a macadamia with a molar.

You want to borrow my what?

Oh, Simon, not again.

Yes, I'll set it up for you here.

But now you owe me one, old chap.

Look, I really must dash now.

Yes, goodbye.

Hello there. Is there somewhere I can get some business cards printed, please?

Express? Certainly, sir.

They're marvellous things, fax machines.

You've got to be there yourself to know what's going on.

Well, did Fee fill you in on the fun park situation, Simon?

Yes, the sentimental aspect.

That's right.

People's childhood memories are very important to them.

Hi.

Sorry I'm late. Tough day.

I'm beautiful.

Simon! This is Justin.

He's going to solve all our problems, aren't you, darling? Good to meet you,

Justin. And you.

And, um, listen, don't get too excited, okay?

You really can be so naive sometimes, Felicity.

And why am I being naive?

Explain it to her, Justin.

Well, I suppose what Aileen means is there's no such thing as a free lunch.

No, of course there isn't. But nobody was suggesting there was. Aren't you

getting a loan with Fun Parker's Collateral?

We might.

We are.

What's the problem?

Exorbitant interest?

High interest, but not exorbitant.

Justin's been dealing with a Japanese consortium.

Akundai Kurosawa. Yes, I know them. They want to come to the aid of the party.

All they want to do is to get their corporate hands on Fun Park.

Yeah. Better to deal with the devil, you know.

But Akundai Kurosawa have a guilt-hate reputation.

More than you can say for some of our own corporate cowboys. Yes, and who

wants to get involved with them?

That damn newspaper piece tipped them off that we're vulnerable.

If we go to them for a loan, they'll be in for the kill.

And what do you think's in it for the Japanese, Felicity?

Well, of course it's a good business deal for them. But there's also the

goodwill aspect, isn't there, Justin?

Felicity, I was just putting two and two together. Maybe I came up with five.

Justin.

I think I know what Felicity means.

The Japanese are going through the same self-image problems that the Arabs went

through a decade ago.

Buying up everything they could lay their hands on.

Seems perfectly feasible. They might like to buy a little local goodwill as

well. Exactly.

And what better way to do it than with a loan on favorable terms?

So you'd be looking at 20% minimum from anybody here.

Now that they know it's not exactly boom time.

What do you reckon the Japanese would come at, Justin?

18%?

Less, I'd say.

I wouldn't be surprised if they'd take you on at 16.

Well, it's about time I got it all fixed up legally.

In your name, Fee.

I'll ring the solicitor in the morning.

Right.

Whoops.

I hope we're all like our snags. Well done.

I wish you'd just tell me what's up. Just leave me alone, Peter.

Look, we're all as upset as you are.

And it's not just us friends at Fun Park. I reckon the whole of Sydney is.

It's not just Fun Park. It's everything.

Bit of a letdown coming back, eh?

Sometimes something happens and it makes you realise all the things you're

missing out on.

I know what you mean.

Anyway, pizza's getting cold.

Oh, damn you, Peter!

And

once

more, we're going to have a birthday party.

A re-birthday party.

You'll fix up the details, will you, ma'am? I sure will, Harry.

Will everyone excuse me, please?

More coffee?

No, thanks, darling.

Oh,

you're not going, too?

Yes, I'm afraid jet lag has finally caught up with me.

Justin, would you be so kind as to drop me off if it's on your way home?

Um, certainly.

Good night,

Justin. Good night, mate.

Good night, Eileen. Well, thank you, Harry. It's been a great pleasure.

I can see where Felicity gets her charming directness.

Good on you, Simon.

I hope we see you again, Simon. Yes, I'm sure you will. Well, if I ask him, the

old party pooper.

Oh, by the way, Eileen, I've been admiring your earrings.

Yes, they're wonderful, aren't they?

You appreciate fine jewellery, do you?

You could say that.

I bought them in Paris.

Yes, I know. I saw the exhibition at the Louvre myself.

Which one was that?

Jewelry of the Italian Renaissance.

But no.

Didn't you know she'd have something in common with Lucretia Borgia?

Fancy a cup of Milo, dear?

Harry, why do you have to put Fun Park solely into Felicity's name?

It's just a formality.

I was meant to do it.

Why can't it just go on being a family company?

I don't know.

That last heart attack in Paris set me thinking about really getting things in

order.

Oh, by the way, I don't want Fede to know about that, okay?

Night, Dad. I'm going straight to bed.

Night, darling.

Night, honey.

Good night, Felicity.

Felicity wanted to run Fun Park like her mother.

And if anything did happen to you, wouldn't you trust me to do the right

thing and hand it over to her? Of course I would, darling.

But isn't it easier if it's all done in writing, in a solicitor's safe?

That way there's no those little misunderstandings that can crop up

sometimes.

Good night, Harry.

I'm going to take sleeping pills.

So should you, after all those time changes.

So, Simon, you're connected with the

house of Dunrossel.

That's the conglomerate where you're unaccepted through birth or marriage,

isn't it?

Yes, that's right.

Simon Dunrossel?

No, no, no. Rawlings.

It was my father who married her.

I can relate to that.

Yes, I suppose you can.

I'd still be in love with Felicity if her father was a window cleaner.

Well, who wouldn't be?

So, 22 hours on a plane. You must be exhausted.

Well, actually, I feel fine.

To be honest, I told a little white lie back at the house.

No jet lag?

Not a trace.

So where to now?

Well, I was wondering...

the chances would be of a little feminine company.

Very good.

Specifics? I was thinking in terms of a little Chinese feminine company.

Ah,

I see. The Hong Kong Connect.

You know, once you get the taste.

Well, I do happen to know of a very good escort agency. Really top class girls,

all nationalities. No, no, no, no, no. It's never quite the same in a hotel

suite.

There's a certain erotic ambiance about a top-class Chinese brothel that's

absolutely unique.

Do such places exist in Sydney?

They exist, all right.

Please sign here, sir.

Frequent Orchid.

May I help you?

Yes.

Susie will be available, and she'll be delighted to see you.

Of course, she will remember you.

We can arrange that.

Yes, six o'clock Saturday.

Thank you, sir. Bye-bye.

Poor little girl.

Believe me, Justin, there are still a few names in Hong Kong that spell open

sesame all over the world.

I'm sure there are.

It's just that Nick Chan's very careful about new customers.

Not that he really needs to worry.

He's got the cops in his pocket anyway.

Ah, the Shanghai.

This is it.

Food on the first floor, gambling on the second, and very stylish sex on the

third.

Better have your card ready for this guy. He's chancing him around, huh? All

right.

Randy, how is it?

Evening, Mr. Harwood. Did you get someone to park the Porsche?

Certainly. This is a friend of mine from London.

Or is it Hong Kong?

Well, both, actually.

Six months there and six months there. Haven't we met before?

Hong Kong, perhaps?

No, I've never been there. I was born in Australia.

Well, that's the thing, Randy. You see, to the Chinese, we all look alike.

This way?

Yes, this way. Thank you.

Ah,

Justin. Welcome, welcome.

And how are you?

Fine. I'd like you to meet a friend of mine, Nick Chan. How do you do? Simon

Rawlings. Simon's with the House of Dunross.

Then you would know friends of mine.

Oh, I'm sure I do.

Wang Ying Kui, Charles Ying Ching Che. And how are they?

Still prospering. Will you be playing the tables, Mr. Rawlings?

Simon's actually here for some company. Which can wait.

I'd love to. Please.

Nick, could I have a word with you, please?

Will you look after him? Certainly.

There is something that we ask of all new players, Mr. Rawlings.

Oh, yes?

And what's that?

That they accept $500 chips courtesy of the house.

Thank you.

Are you betting, sir?

Sit down.

Oh, you've seen the papers.

Well, there's been an update.

Harry Brampton wants me to organize a loan.

He'll be using Funpark as collateral.

And are you going to?

Yeah, I am.

The Akunda Kurosawa people of Tokyo.

But we already have our buyers for Fun Park, Mr. Harwood.

Well, the Japanese don't want to buy it.

What they do want to buy is a bit of good press.

They're lending Harry Brampton 100 million bucks.

And you have arranged this?

I'm going to.

Yes, maybe you are suffering from amnesia, Mr. Harwood. Randy, I...

Randolph.

Randolph, I know my commission on the sale of Fun Park was set up to wipe out

my debt. Yes, and a very generous commission, considering your debt is

about to go into seven figures.

No, no.

No, it's not that high.

$954,000.

But that's just off the top of my head.

I think you're in trouble, Mr. Harwood.

And perhaps you will reconsider?

You have nothing to lose, Mr. Hult.

But you've got a great deal to gain. And don't forget it was you who put the Hong

Kong Consortium our way.

So you can earn your commission legitimately with an easy conscience.

You are a friend.

I give you a chance.

Why don't you join Mr.

Rawlings at the table?

Double or nothing.

Randy, why don't you shove the table?

Pay what I owe you, Nick. Just give me time. Time and charity I give to no one.

Place your bets.

Place your bets.

No more bets.

Good luck.

Thank you. No more bets, thank you.

Four black.

Well, he didn't say whose luck it was for.

Looks like you're on a roll.

Yes. Then there's always that little inner voice that whispers when it's time

to stop.

I wish I'd listen to my inner voice a little more often.

You'll give us the chance to win some of it back, I hope.

Perhaps.

Perhaps not.

Who are they for?

You.

You staying on?

Yes, of course.

Well, they shout drunks and losers free cabs home. I'm sure they'd do the same

for a sober winner if you asked them nicely.

Good night, Justin.

Well, time for the next call, certainly.

Winner, 18-flat winner.

They told me you asked for the youngest girl.

I did.

This is $100 more for the youngest girl.

Then that makes this very expensive tea.

I'm looking for this girl. Have you seen her?

I'm prettier.

I know you are.

But this is the girl I'm looking for.

Have you seen her?

I'm searching for her on behalf of her father.

She's lucky to have such a father.

Raylene, is it true that young girls who come here on holiday are kidnapped,

drugged, imprisoned in places like these and forced to work as prostitutes?

There is no more tea.

There are girls who are glad to work in a place like this.

I know, but not this girl.

You will pay me as though we have sex.

Of course.

Then I will say nothing.

Of the dangerous questions you ask.

How did you get in?

The security man let me in.

And you had no right.

Quite flattering, really, remembering me after all this time.

What do you want?

I'll give you one guess.

I'm going to get Harry that lion alien and I don't particularly care what

you've got to say about it.

That's very silly of you, Justin.

I'm getting out.

I think you'll find that it's just a little too late for that.

No, it's not too late.

Not yet.

I know I'm up to my neck in debt. Right up to the noose mark, darling.

But I'm going to pay Chan what I owe him.

Without the Fun Park Commission and without double-crossing Harry and

Felicity. I don't believe this dazzlingly white new leaf of yours is

making me positively snow-blind.

Put on your dark glasses, sweetheart.

I was just stupid enough and greedy enough to let you and Chan use me as a

pawn, that's all.

That's all?

Oh, come on, darling, it's me you're talking to, remember?

Birds of a feather?

With one tiny difference.

What's that?

A conscience.

Oh, you're so holier than thou, aren't you? You were the one who introduced us

to the Hong Kong Consortium in the first place, or had you forgotten that little

detail? I remember that, but I didn't realise then how passionate Felicity was

about Fun Park. You realised, all right. Look, be that as it may, now I've got to

try and undo some of the damage I've set in motion, all right?

Good luck.

I will not see my plan come to nothing.

And neither will I.

What do you think it's been like being married to the most boring man on earth

for two years?

Justin must be stopped.

But even if they get the bridging loan from the Japanese... They will.

Oh, it's a mess.

Harry puts the whole damn thing into Felicity's name at 2 p.m. on Monday.

Then we must stop all this happening.

But how?

Do I have to tell you how?

As you know, my dear Aileen, we Chinese prefer to import our own chemists.

This man has something for you.

When?

The sooner the better.

And Justin?

We will take care of Justin.

Mr. Brampton, you've just bailed out your trouble companies to the tune of

$100 million, correct?

Correct. With the help of Mr. Komura's company, Akundai Kurosawa, of Tokyo,

Japan. Mr. Brampton, rumor had it a Hong Kong consortium was buying Fun Park.

It's a Japanese company, isn't it? No, no, no. Fun Park is staying in the

family and in the country. We loan the money only.

Fun Park stays put.

Oh, with Felicity at the helm. It's going to open again?

Oh, you bet it is.

Speculation in financial circles has centered around Brampton Industries

having to sell Fun Park. Better give Alien a move on.

One of the first properties acquired by Brampton in his long, slow haul to

become one of Australia's richest men, Fun Park was managed by his late wife

until her death five years ago. Since then, allowed to fall into disrepair,

the valuable site on the four shores of Sydney Harbour has been coveted by local

and international developers.

But now, seven nightly news can reveal that Fun Park is staying put.

All right!

It's horrible to you sometimes, isn't it, Peter?

Oh, yeah.

But it makes the times you're nice to me all the more special.

Some Australians believe we Japanese wish to buy

all in Australia.

That's not true.

No, that's not true. Only unscrupulous persons...

wish to take Fun Park away from Australia.

Why is Fun Park any different to Green Lakes Golf Course, which your company

has just bought for $12 million?

We Japanese have our national treasure, too.

A national treasure belongs to a people's heart. Come in, dear.

Clark, it's always a bit of a shock to see yourself on the television, eh?

I thought you came across with a great deal of presence.

Looked exactly what I am.

An old galette that struck it lucky.

Harry, what are you looking for?

My cufflinks.

Well, I'm certain they're not in there.

There's something about these earrings that give me the creeps.

They're not in your room, have you looked?

Do you know me?

Can't see the nose in front of me face.

What do you see in me, eh?

I love you, dear.

Isn't that enough?

It's enough for me.

Look in the paperclip tin in your office.

Don't be long, will you, darling?

Where do you think you're going?

I'm here on legitimate business, Mr Hitler. I know you're not.

I've got a pretty good memory for faces, you know. Yeah?

Yeah. I remember you when your ratbag mates were down here demonstrating.

Well, I'm working, you nerd.

So am I.

Are you the photography lass?

Am I ever.

Open the gate. Let her in. She might come in.

So anyway, Simon, Bruno's got this incredibly trash Italian uncle writing.

And he said to me, so Penny, how do you and Bruno know each other? And I said,

without thinking, calmly.

Lucky his English isn't too good.

Penny and I were at university together. That's how we know each other.

Oh, university's just one long party.

Oh, it might have been for you, but some of us did some work. Oh, I could never

see the point. It got in the way of my social life.

You worked? Oh, lucky to have had the opportunity.

So then I just couldn't believe it when this girl from the agency told me that

she'd been booked for the fun park party and there was me stuck with the 21st in

the western suburbs.

I mean, so I just bribed her. I mean, what else could I do?

Mr. Brampton!

Oh, Mr.

Brampton! Mr.

Brampton! Oh,

you do not know what you've done.

What have I done?

You don't know what you've done.

What you've done is given the organ marbles back to Greece.

Look, young lady, I... I mean the Tutankhamen treasures back to Egypt.

The Tutankhamen treasures never left Egypt.

Oh, yes, I know that. I was just... I gather

you're pleased.

I'm not going to sell them.

Oh, yes.

Have a happy snap.

Oh.

Thank you.

Hi, Guy.

Oh, well, hello.

Yeah.

You know how I told you out at the airport that I was an artist and a...

Photographer.

Yeah. Well, uh, I was only trying to impress you.

Really? It never occurred to me.

Please, photograph over here, please. Oh, look, I've got to go.

Yeah.

Congratulations, Harry. Thanks. Well done.

Thanks.

Wasn't that a lovely show? Yes.

Spectacular. There's something the matter with you.

She gets her moods, Madge.

You can say that again.

So come on, you two. When is the big day?

We're just going. You're a lope, aren't we, darling?

We sure are. Oh, God, we're not. We're going to have the full three-ring

circus. I think you're right.

Hello there.

Simon, are you enjoying yourself?

Yes, but you're not.

And why do you say that?

Those earrings may be priceless, but they're very uncomfortable.

Ah, yes, but as my grandmother used to say, pride must bear a pinch.

Irish. County Clare?

That's very clever of you.

I didn't think I had an accent anymore.

No, you haven't, but pride must bear a pinch is a very County Clare saying.

It's a beautiful part of the world.

Beautiful but poor.

Oh, wait a minute. This is a formal photo, so you're going to put your

drinks down.

Here,

Penny, Bruno. I'll take one of you.

Penny, you can't stand next to Bruno. Because you are going to spend the next

50 years standing next to each other.

Dad.

Dad.

Right. Are you ready?

Come on.

Let's look formalized.

Now smile.

Now this is an informal one, so with or without drinks?

With. I knew you'd say that.

Darling, I've got one here for you. Are we ready?

What are we going to do with this one?

This one down here.

Well, I don't think that's mine.

Imagine maybe you've got mine.

Oh, that's mine because it's got raspberry rippling. Come on, darling.

Thanks.

All right. Okay, ready?

Now, this is a poster for the Temperance Society.

Never trust a teetotaler, my dad used to say.

Right. Now, I think we should sing a song of praise for Mr. Brampton.

He's a jolly good fellow, for he's a jolly good fellow, for he's a jolly good

fellow.

It was the lobster. It had to be.

Crayfish, Aileen.

Crayfish.

She's such a pedant, that woman.

I'd be lost without her.

Well, then perhaps you should have married her.

I think your car's here, dear.

Darling, I'll put you back straight. Don't worry. Okay, sweetheart.

Dad and I'll take Madge to the hospital. Don't worry. She'll be all right. Yeah,

of course she will be.

Madge is as tough as a boiled parrot.

You'll be all right getting home? Yeah, we'll get a cab, please. I'm going to

wonder for a while. Bye.

Can I offer you a lift, Simon?

No, thanks. I'm fine.

Good night.

You can give me a lift, Eileen.

I'm gorgeous.

Ah, Molly.

Let's go to your place, shall we?

You

two

boys getting along out there?

Oh, yeah. No worries.

So, uh, so on, mate. You know much about the way we play our footy out here, do

you? Oh, sure. I've played quite a bit in previous years.

Try and follow the hawks, will you?

There you are.

Go for it. Thank you.

So what are you looking for?

I don't know.

What, you found something?

A woman wearing one earring. And she should be wearing two.

Well, that's something.

You're cute.

It's one of the charming things about you, Justin, remembering the details.

I like just a little ice in my whiskey and not so much if it sink the Titanic.

Now?

Now what?

Can I speak now to what do I owe the pleasure of your company?

Whatever it was that made Madge sick was meant for Harry, wasn't it?

Really, Justin, you've been watching too much television.

I can't believe it. I didn't think even you'd go that far.

Well, keep going. I'm amused.

This time I think I'm putting two and two together and coming up with four.

You think?

Justin, have you any idea of the danger you're in?

If I am, I brought it on myself and I'll take the consequences.

I'm going to tell Felicity about my gambling debts. And about your collusion

to sell off Fun Park?

Unless I have to.

Oh, I see.

So Felicity's going to bail you out. Is that the story? Something like that,

yeah.

And I'll pay it back.

Justin's been a naughty little boy, but he promises never to do it again.

You're such a bitch.

On second thoughts, Justin, you're not as good at the details as I gave you

credit for.

Bourbon's my drink, not salt.

Did you try to kill Harry?

No, of course I didn't.

Go to bed, Justin.

You obviously need a good night's sleep.

We're very glad you enjoyed it.

Now, upstairs for some dessert?

Well,

gentlemen,

if you'll excuse me, I have work to do. Of course, of course.

Give Mr. Ling the new girl. No, she's too young.

Have you gone soft in the head? Do as I tell you.

Come in.

We were stupid to think it could be done with so many people around. You were

stupid, Mrs. Branton.

You're not so smart yourself, Randolph.

You're supposed to be dealing with Justin before he blows the whole thing

sky high.

And the way things are going, that promises to be some time within the next

24 hours. Would you just trust me, okay?

Randolph has everything under control.

We've also come up with an alternative plan for Harry.

How long has it been since you and your husband enjoyed Yamcha at the Shanghai?

Thanks, Barry.

Like my old Bobo, do you?

Yes.

I'm enchanted with her.

Well, thanks, Molly.

Or everybody.

Bye.

You've a great girl there, Peter.

Nah, I've got him.

Cheerio. See you. Bye.

Come on.

Let's go home.

Bye, Kate.

Ella. So I called Daddy. He told me you were here looking for me.

I never thought... You never thought your father would be worried sick about

you. You're 18 years old, Ella.

I know, but I feel older.

Listen, young lady, I think you've been very selfish and very thoughtless.

How do you think your father's been feeling these last two months?

Sydney can be a very dangerous place for a young girl on her own.

But I'm not on my own.

Douglas and I got married.

At Bondi Beach.

I see.

Um... Ella, you told your father this.

Mr. Wong wouldn't approve of me.

Why do you think that, Douglas?

Because I'm a student.

Daddy's always wanted me to marry someone rich.

Ella, I've known your father almost as long as you have, and certainly long

enough to know he hasn't got a mercenary bone in his body.

He himself was a poor son of poor parents.

But all Johnny's fathers want their daughters to marry rich men. Believe me,

Douglas, all Ella's father wants is her safety and her happiness.

I'm pretty sure, too, he'd understand what marrying for love means.

Don't you, Ella?

Mummy's family didn't approve because of religious differences.

Yes, but they went ahead and got married anyway.

It's happily ever after.

Do you really think Daddy would understand?

Why don't you ring him and find out?

Oh, you didn't judge Mr. Ling? No, no, of course not. She's not that sort of

girl. They make her that sort of girl. Isn't that your job?

You bastard!

Ten years ago, you were not that sort of girl either.

Six love, six love.

I'm sure of that.

Oh, I'm sure you are.

Put me on to Harry.

The Japanese, Harry.

Mr. Kimura.

I thought you were going back to Tokyo this morning.

Well, my mistake.

No problem, is there?

Well, that's right. Mr.

Harwood is acting for me in this matter.

Right, well, I'll get in touch.

Eleven o'clock at five.

Sayonara.

Something wrong, dear?

I hope not.

They want to take some photos back.

So you're going to get Justin to organise it?

Yeah.

Simon, I do not need a tennis person.

Dad, did you see that blatant display of male domination on the tennis court just

now? Simon's a better player. He won, that's all.

Oh, well, excuse me.

Oh, I'm sorry, darling.

I've just had a phone call from the Javanese.

Nothing wrong, is there? I hope not. I thought they were on the morning flight

back to Tokyo.

So did I.

What could be wrong? The loan agreement's signed.

Yeah? Tea, Simon?

No, thanks. What I'd really like to do is go upstairs and change.

Sure, sure. Go for your life.

Oh, I like the look of your broad bonny knees.

Cheeky.

Where's Justin?

Working. Oh, of course he is.

Look, do you reckon he'd mind zipping across to Fun Park?

Only take him half an hour.

Well, why not?

Yes, Argentina's a very beautiful country, but, you know, the state the

economy's in right now, I can't blame you for wanting to get out.

We're better than Sydney.

And, you know, what better home could your hostels buy than this stunning

gentleman's residence? Will you excuse me for a moment, please? Just feel free

to look around.

Howard?

Hi, sweetheart.

Uh, yeah, flat out.

No, I can't.

I'm right in the middle of a sale.

I know, darling, but Dad suggested that they deal with you.

Yes, but look, it's important.

It's at 11am at Fun Park.

It won't take more than half an hour.

Thanks, honey.

Done.

Hello.

Yes, all to plan.

Justin's on his way.

Nick, please, I know there's not much time. Just leave it to me, will you?

Yes, Mrs. Simpson, I've left a suit up. Would you iron it for me?

Ah, there you are.

Where's Justin going to meet Camilla?

At Thumb Park at 11.

Why? Listen, will you trust me?

Of course.

I want Justin's car phone number and your car keys immediately.

Howard?

Justin? Simon, how are you?

The old days have gone forever, Harry. Huh?

Oh.

Something's got into me today, and I don't know what it is.

Maybe the wind's blowing the wrong way.

Maybe it's someone walking on my grave.

That's silly talk, Harry.

Come on, cheer up.

I tell you what, why don't we get out?

Good idea, love.

Let's go and have yum chow at the Shanghai.

I'll just get changed.

G'day, Mr. Howard. Beautiful day.

Yes, it is. You wouldn't be dead for quids, eh?

I'm here to meet a couple of Japanese gentlemen.

Yeah, they're over there.

Mr. Kamara!

Chan? Gamora?

That's it.

Shut the gates!

Thank you.

We've got a couple of cowboys in the western distributor.

Any units, please respond.

is tackled by Moron and Bayes. Beldina joining him with a good runner.

Lloyd Blunt tackled by Moron and Bayes down the aft side. Lloyd Blunt will be

in front.

Get off him.

Go back there!

OK, right, everybody, come on, all of a sudden it goes through the skate over

this side over here, that's it.

Stick together all right, and just wait for me on the other side. Keep coming

through, that's it.

Well, we're going to have to just wait there.

Thank you.

Thanks for the lift, Skipper.

Once a jolly swag man can fly a billabong under the shade of a cool

above tree. And he stay as he wants and wait until he's really boiled.

Come a-roasting the children with me.

Roasting the children.

Roasting the children.

Come a-roasting the children with me.

And he sang as he watched and waited.

And he sang as he watched and waited.

Excuse me, sir, can you tell Marjorie... Watch this on the left.

What's going to happen, Randy?

Get down off the atrium.

I'm going to say it again.

Get down off the atrium. Get down where you are.

Dad, there's two men on the roof.

Dad, they're climbing onto... I heard you, son. They're climbing on the roof.

Now, everybody, I think one man's going to push the other one off. That's good.

It's Chan and Aileen, isn't it?

Are they gonna kill Harry?

Not exactly Savile Row.

Table for two, please. No, Harry, I booked a private room upstairs.

Oh.

We don't spend as much time together as

we should, do we, eh?

Well?

Have you ever been in a Chinese brothel, Harry?

Of course I haven't.

Well, you're in one now.

You're also about to die in one.

I don't think so.

What the hell is going on, Simon?

Eileen Mary Brampton, you're under arrest.

We're charging you with the attempted murder of Harry Brampton. Now, wait a

minute. Who are you?

Templer's the name.

Simon Templer. Take her away. We'd like you to go to the station too, please,

Mr. Brampton.

We'll be needing you too, Mr Templer. Ah, yes, of course. I believe you're the

saint, is that right?

Yes, that's right.

Well, I don't care for the Archbishop of Canterbury, Mr Templer. We'll be

charging you with negligent driving, driving in a manner dangerous to the

public, failing to stop at a toll gate, driving contrary to signs, and illegal

parking in a public thoroughfare. Ah, is that all? No drip driving.

Oh, were you? No lips that touch wine shall ever touch mine.

Harry, I'll never be able to look a crayfish in the face as long as I live.

Well, it wasn't the crayfish that made you sick. Oh, I know, but the

association's still there.

Dear old man, we always said you were as tough as a boiled parrot.

Well, damn good thing I am.

You know, I'm going up the territory next Tuesday.

Oh, it'll do you good to get back to the bush for a while.

And don't worry, Felicity and I can hold the fort.

Why don't you come along?

We can manage on our own for a while.

Okay, Harry.

I really did love Justin, you know.

Why wouldn't he trust me?

Trust us.

Dad and I would have loaned him the money to pay his gambling debt and he'd

still be alive today.

No.

Chan didn't want money.

He wanted revenge.

I wish you weren't going back tomorrow.

Don't worry.

You won't keep me away for long.

Are you flying straight through?

I don't know.

Must stop Singapore.

Little job of pouring oil.

Ah, Mr. Wong didn't take too kindly to his daughter's marriage.

Mr. Wong reacted like a wounded bull.

Simon, why didn't you ever tell me you were the saint?

Why didn't you ask me?

Tea's ready.

Oh, don't confuse the poor man.

No confusion at all, Matt. Tea's dinner.

And dinner's a barbie.