There’s nowhere like a Summer Bay classroom for airing one’s dirty laundry, and Lisa’s in her element, flinging Belle and Drew’s filthy undercrackers around for all to see. Belle lays into her for hurting Lucas (er…) but Lisa shouts her down. “Don’t go making out that I’m the filthy scrag in all of this,” she roars, eyes ablaze. Later on, Belle sheepishly interrupts Lucas’ solitary game of pool and attempts an explanation. This basically involves telling him she stayed with him out of pity…and that she only slept with him to compete with Lisa and Drew. Jeez, Belle, aren't some things best kept to yourself?Sam on the run

Over at the couples’ picnic, Jack’s starting to feel like a right old gooseberry. He didn’t bank on an afternoon of footy with Rach ‘n’ Kim. Where’s Sam got to? He’s got that soapy seventh-sense that something aint right…and he’s spot on. Sam is currently tearing around the bush in a panic, that flame-haired mongrel Rusty snapping at her heels. Rachel suggests that Jack pick up Rory from school while she and Kim wait for Sam. Jack agrees, and heads for the Surf Club to ask Tony if he’d mind watching Rory for a while. He bumps into Colleen, who mentions that a strange man was looking for Sam, but seemed to think her name was Kylie. In a panic, Jack calls the police and races off to join the search. Meanwhile, Rusty and Sam collide; Sam knees him in the nuts, but he pins her to the floor. Super Jack to the rescue! He leaps from the bushes, tackling Rusty to the ground. The police arrive. Phew. That evening, an ebullient Jack arrives home to a house empty except for a note from Sam. It’s a goodbye letter explaining that she will never be free of her past and has to keep moving to keep her and Rory safe. Jack’s lost his new family forever.How do you solve a problem like Martha? Martha’s feeling more than a little patronised by Tony who, after last week’s events, doesn’t seem to think she’s capable of running a shift. Why on earth would he doubt her? Does he really think Martha would forget something so silly as putting the money in the safe before closing? Relax, Tony. As Tony departs, in slithers Cam, and he’s clearly out to impress - his monobrow is freshly waxed and everything. He sits down for a beer and cranks out the charm, begging her to come to a VIP club in Yabbie Creek. “Whatever problems you’re having they’re still going to be there tomorrow so in the meantime, let’s run away and have some fun!” She insists it’s bad timing, but who could resist? A weary Martha gives in and decides to leave the cleaning up for tomorrow’s shift.

The next morning Tony arrives to see the door lock has been forced open. He peers inside with dread to discover the bar has been completely trashed. The till is hanging open, empty. Oh, Martha!

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