400 Never thought I would say this, but I'm beginning to think that season 3 is the best one so far. It's messy, very messy, and it's doing weird things to brains - but in way that great soap has to do. The plotting is tight, twisty and extremely addictive, and neatly counterbalanced by heartrending drama. The end of the Morrell marriage brings out the beast in Patricia. Like a wounded lioness she lashes out at everything and everyone because they all have to pay for what they have done to her (!!). Robin has a change of heart about the blackmail and tells Wayne and Amanda that they're off the hook, but that's not at all how Patricia sees it. She uses the threat of Robin's soon-to-be-released-from-prison vengeful wife to blackmail him into reinstating their original blackmail scheme! I have to admit, I got some sadistic pleasure out of it - also because I still haven't forgotten how Wayne and Amanda got themselves in that mess in the first place. Patricia has moved back into the Morrell mansion, and it looks like a modern version of Hansel & Gretel and the wicked witch. But then...hurrah! A fabulous staircase moment! Wayne and Amanda decide to escape from the clutches of the court and justice and start a new life where no-one can find them. They don't bother with details like new identities or anything like that, oh no, they're far too busy starring in their typical eighties sightseeing montage. It's interesting to know that photoshopping was invented by the creators of Sons & Daughters. The very idea of the photographer sneaking into Gordon's bedroom to make pictures of him while he's asleep is downright hilarious. I just couldn't stop laughing. Big drama at the Palmers when Beryl confronts David with his infidelity. Now, it's very easy to say that David is the bad guy in this scenario because Beryl is still the same lovely Beryl. But she's not my wife. He didn't marry a charity tycoon, he married a housewife. What Beryl does is not just "doing something" outside the house, her wealth really changes the dynamics of the Palmer household. His reason may seem painfully chauvinist and old-fashioned, but a reason nonetheless. Besides, it's his story, his reasons - not mine. The fact that he immediately replaces her with Margaret, the wannabe-Beryl, makes it easier to interpret this as a cut and dried adultery storyline. But I think it's much more than that. Either way, David moves out and Beryl goes to spend some time with her parents. A few days later, Beryl's kitchen looks like a post-Apocalypse nightmare. Andy helps John with the ironing. Maybe I'm going to like him after all. John is sitting in the living room, eating an orange. I hoped nothing would happen and we could just watch him eating the whole orange. So...slow. Like Jill. Because sometimes poignancy is in the nothingness of the scene. But then another thing happens! A plane crash, and it turns everything upside down. Tom Richards gives a great performance of someone who's in shock after an accident. Shock doesn't always result in hysterical behaviour, sometimes it just looks almost normal. My favourite part of all this is how it affects the relationship between David and Doug, and they have some great scenes together. From "You're a poor excuse for a man, David Palmer" to "Let me know how it all works out, son". Matt Kennedy performs another shock-therapy: Dee Morrell's video will. Patricia succumbs. It's f**king brilliant. It's time for Tony to exit, I'm going to miss him. Not as much as Rob and Angela, but more than Kevin and Lynn. David proposes to the severly injured Margaret. I couldn't hold back my tears anymore.