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Hurry, Tattoo, hurry.

Our new guests are arriving.

You're always so happy every time they come.

Oh, why not? They pay a lot of money for a weekend visit.

Not all of them pay a lot of money.

Don't be mercenary, Tattoo.

I only cut the price when I find a fantasy particularly intriguing.

Or when I feel a personal sympathy for them.

Then I think it's only fair that they pay only what they can afford.

Because you just enjoy making their fantasies come true?

Precisely. And I'm the Easter Bunny.

You enjoy it more when fantasies don't turn out to be what the people expect.

Perhaps.

But you know, we are such stuff as dreams are made of.

Hemingway. Close.

Shakespeare.

Smiles. Smiles, everyone.

We want our guests to feel welcome.

Music, the two.

Miss Margo Dean.

Does that name mean anything to you?

Lipstick? Lipstick, facial creams, eyeshadows. The exclusive Margot Dean

cosmetics in person.

She's rich then.

She can afford to pay the full price for a weekend here.

Ah, yes, the two Miss Dean could well afford the price of a weekend. That is,

she knew she was here for a fantasy.

Lowell Benson.

Second in command at Margo Dean Enterprises. But she's definitely the

too. And don't you forget it.

Huh?

Mr. and Mrs. Faber.

Brian Faber is a moderately successful lawyer.

His wife, Lucy, is president of the Children's Aid Society in Santa Barbara.

Unfortunately, the favors have no children themselves.

And not much money either, I bet.

Oh, be quieted.

Janet Fleming.

A very lovely lady.

Lovely and lost.

She doesn't even know who she is or where she is.

That's why Janet has come to Fantasy Island to try to find herself.

Charles Fleming, corporate attorney and Janet's husband.

Her husband?

But she look at him like she didn't know him.

She doesn't.

What? But how can she be married to a total stranger?

They are not strangers, Tattoo. On the contrary, it's their anniversary.

They were married four years ago today.

After the wedding, they went off to Charles Fleming's house in the country

the honeymoon.

And there... Yes, yes, what happened?

What happened indeed.

Dear guests, I am Mr. Rourke, your host.

Welcome to Fantasy Island.

Excuse me, Mr. Rourke.

I believe a Mr. Roy Maxwell is expecting me.

Oh, yes, Miss Dean, I should have told you before. Mr. Maxwell asked me to

express his sincere apologies for not meeting your plane.

I travel halfway around the world and he's not here.

Oh, don't be alarmed.

He's just over the other side of the island.

He asked that you meet him there. I see.

How do we get to the other side of the island?

Oh, I'll take you there myself, Miss Dean. It's just a short trip by boat.

You'll have to excuse me if I'm a little impatient.

This meeting with Mr. Maxwell is extremely important to me.

Uh, shall we say an hour? I thought perhaps you might like to change after

flight. I've made a bungalow available for you, Miss Dean.

Thank you. Yes, a shower would be nice.

Uh, Tattoo?

You know, Benson, if I can pull off this merger with Roy Maxwell this weekend,

it will change my entire life.

I don't want anything to get in the way of that.

Tattoo, show Miss Dean to her bungalow, will you?

Can you believe it?

That beautiful, and all she can do is eat, sleep, and think business deals 24

hours a day.

That's life, Mr. Benson.

I guess I should go change my clothes, too.

Aqui.

Aqui will show you to your room.

It's so strange.

I don't even know her name.

Wait a minute.

Why not let her tell you that, I say? I still can't quite believe it.

For the last 12 years, there hasn't been a day I haven't thought about it,

worried if she was all right. You've had nothing to worry about.

The couple who adopted your daughter have taken very good care of her.

She's a fine girl.

What does she know about us?

She doesn't know anything.

She's probably been told that you were young and married, that you couldn't

afford to give her the kind of home and life.

You wanted her to have.

I didn't know then that I'd never be able to have another child.

I see.

Um... Did you ever think of adopting a child yourselves?

You know, we've thought about it many times, but Lucy could never quite bring

herself to... I can't.

I don't know. It would seem like an exchange.

Exchanging our own child for a stranger.

But then life...

is nothing but exchanges, isn't it?

Will you get in, please?

Before you meet your daughter, I must remind you of the one condition you have

already agreed to. That we can't tell her we're her real parents?

Precisely. I know we agreed to that before we came, but... What does she

we are?

Your daughter was invited here to Fantasy Island for a weekend holiday.

Now, that's all she's been told.

You are the couple who will be looking after her to see that she has a good

time.

You do still agree to my conditions, don't you?

If I don't...

Then I assure you that you'll go back to the plane without seeing me.

You don't leave me any choice.

That's the prerogative of having your own eye, isn't it?

Well?

I agree, Mr. Williams.

Cool. Mr. Faber.

Yes. Yes, obviously, if she's happy in her present life.

Well, then you would have a whole weekend to find out about, wouldn't you?

I'm afraid I decided it would be better if you didn't know.

What kind of trick is this?

No trick, Mrs. Faber.

I only want to make sure that neither you nor the child will be hurt.

I wouldn't hurt her for anything in the world.

Good. Then please remember your promise, and if you do find out which one is

your daughter, you are not to tell her who you are. We've already agreed to

several times.

It's all right, Gwendolyn.

Mr. Rourke, do you think I won't know my own child?

I'll know her the moment I need her.

Your fantasy come true?

Come along, then. I'll introduce you.

Wait, wait, wait, wait.

Girls?

Girls? Wait a moment, please.

This is Mr. and Mrs. Faber, the couple I told you about. They are here to see

you all have a very good time together.

Pat? Hi.

Carol? Hello.

Anne?

How do you do?

Very well, thank you.

Dusty, you promised we could ride through the surf. Is it okay?

Sure. Just be careful.

We will.

See you later.

Well, if you'll excuse me, I have other games.

I don't know.

I just don't know.

You can bet I'll find out which one is our daughter.

Mr. Maxwell.

I'm afraid you've been brought here under false pretenses.

Mr.

Maxwell isn't here.

What? No, no, no, please, please, don't interrupt me.

As you know, you are on fantasy island.

What you probably don't know is that this is the place to which people come

realize their secret wishes for a few days, for a price.

You are here because Mr. Benson has paid a great deal of money, a great deal for

him.

To be alone with you for the weekend.

Not in an office or a boardroom, but under more natural, more primitive

conditions.

You are here to fulfill Mr.

Benson's fantasy.

This is outrageous.

Yes, I was afraid you'd see it that way.

All right, gentlemen, we may go.

Wait, where are you going? You can't leave me here.

Oh, I'm afraid I can.

This is insane. How much did he pay you?

I'll double it.

I'll triple it.

Sorry, Miss Dean, I don't accept rides.

My clothes, my things.

Not for me, I think you'll be.

Gentlemen.

As the man said, welcome to Fantasy Island.

I hope you're not too disappointed about Roy Maxwell.

I'm sorry about that.

It's the only way I could think of to get you here.

If it weren't so absurd, it would be almost funny.

You. Try not to be angry, my girl. I hope you don't mind if I call you Bobby.

Oh, I suppose that's part of your fantasy, Benson.

Instant familiarity.

My first name is Lowell.

Yes, I know.

Benson.

I've been signing your salary checks for years.

Yes, and for years I've been thinking about you.

The real you, Margo. The one you try to keep hidden.

The Margo Dean without the business computer for a hog.

How touchy.

I'll bet when you were a little boy you kept dirty pictures hidden under your

mackerel.

I see my mother told you.

There's something you didn't plan on when you arranged to get me here,

I'm not going to play.

I'm not going to spend the weekend with you.

I'm not going to spend another minute with you.

You don't seem to understand.

You don't have a choice.

Oh, but I do.

I'm going back to that seaplane.

Back to New York.

And stop calling me Margo.

Here, I brought these for you.

Insect repellent, suntan lotion, toothpaste, toothbrush.

You might need it.

The perfect employee.

Goodbye, Benson.

Oh, and incidentally, in case you haven't guessed, you're fired.

It's that way.

It's west.

Twelve miles across the jungle and then over the mountains.

Well, don't worry about me.

I got all the way from the dirt of West Virginia to my own office in the World

Trade Center.

Look. I want to know where you've taken Janet.

She's resting, Mr. Fleming.

Trust me, everything is ready for you.

Except that I've changed my mind.

I'm not going any further with it.

Now, you were at the meeting at Lakedale Sanitarium when Dr. Croydon and the

other psychiatrists discussed Janet's wish to relive the past. Now, why did

agree to this experiment then? Experiment?

It's a... piece of barbaric cruelty.

Like the old medieval custom of throwing the patient into a snake pit.

Trying to scare Janet back to her senses.

That's not what you said at the meeting.

How do you know you weren't there?

Wasn't I?

We both know you agreed to Janet's wishes, Mr. Flynn.

Were you afraid to raise any objections to the doctors at Lake Dale?

Afraid how it might look?

A husband with complete control of his wife's money.

A control you might lose if Janet were to be cured.

Mr. Rourke, I want Janet back the way she was.

I loved her then and I love her now, but this isn't the way to treat... If you

love her, help her.

Dr. Croydon thinks Janet may be right.

To relive her honeymoon. To find out what...

What happened four years ago, what made her close off her mind, all past memory.

That may well be Janet's only chance of recovery.

To put her through all that terror again.

Everything is ready, Mr. Fleming. Your house.

Everything is exactly as it was the day of your wedding.

What about the others?

Are they here?

I said exactly.

Didn't I?

As happened four years ago, you will begin your honeymoon at your old family

home.

Think You remember chair darling don't

Congratulations, this is funny.

I Look after the garden and

Things that need doing around the house.

I'm sorry.

Dr. Croydon says it helps to remember people if I touch them.

Of course, though.

I'll bring in the luggage, Mr. Fleming.

Welcome back, Mr. Charles.

It's nice having you home.

And you too, Mrs. Fleming. We hope you'll both be very happy.

Were you both here last time I came here? We've worked for Mr. Charles'

since he was a young boy.

I expect you're very tired after such a long journey.

May I show you to your room?

Yes.

It's extraordinary, isn't it?

Really extraordinary.

Everything exactly as it was on our honeymoon.

My wife and I simply couldn't believe it, sir, when we first saw it.

It's like suddenly going back in time four years ago.

Even Pierre.

Miss O 'Rourke is a regular magician, sir.

Reconstruct everything.

Recreating the whole thing right here on this island.

Yes.

Oh, it was kind of you and Mrs. Grant to agree to come.

I know it must be difficult for you having to live through it all again.

We're very happy, sir, to do anything to help Mrs. Fleming.

Thank you, Grant.

Oh, excuse me, sir.

When Mrs. Fleming was unpacking upstairs...

You went into the drawing room.

There was a male waiting there.

Oh, yes, I remember.

Yes,

you're right, France.

We should all try to do exactly as we did then.

I announced dinner at 7 .30.

Didn't you even open it?

Rosemary's letter.

No. Didn't you read it? No.

What for?

I never took her threats seriously.

You and Rosemary were very close for a time.

Before you met Janet again.

It was just one of those infatuations that students go through.

It was over months before I married Janet.

At least you could be sure even a cocktail waitress like Rosemary wasn't

your money.

Studying law on the G .I. Bill, you didn't have anything except this old

house, and the bank would have taken that away from you if you hadn't been

enough to marry such a wealthy girl.

I told you I fell in love with Janet.

Suddenly, after knowing her since you were both... Children?

Huh?

Goodbye, Mr. Rourke.

Whatever I agreed to, it didn't include having you around on my honeymoon.

I'll only be around when I am needed, Mr. Fleming.

Where are you going?

Upstairs, to Janet.

What did he do? The mirror!

Get it out of here!

Get it out of here!

No!

Look!

What?

I was bringing the rest of the luggage up the back stairs when I heard Mr.

Fleming cry out.

We all sleeping in the same room? Sure. Do you mind, Pat?

No.

I sleep in the same room as my sister at home.

Your sister?

Well, she's adopted, too.

Oh, are you adopted, Ann?

It's weird, isn't it? We're all adopted.

We found out when we were talking on the plane.

Really?

How old are you?

Twelve. Oh, that's a wonderful age, isn't it?

When's your birthday?

April the 10th.

We're all exactly the same age, too.

The same birthday.

That's quite a coincidence.

It's creepy.

I don't think it is a coincidence.

I think that's why we were invited here.

What do you mean?

Well, someone came around to all our schools and talked to us. It was

to be sort of a statewide competition to win a weekend on Fantasy Island.

They obviously just picked the three of us who are most alike.

I don't see we're all that much alike.

Will, come on out whenever you're ready, girls.

All right, yeah. See you later.

Okay, bye. Bye.

Rourke's obviously planned everything to make it impossible.

Maybe.

I think I know.

I'm almost sure I know who she is

Cut your foot.

My ankle.

What do we do? Chop one up to your side?

No.

You better let me put a little antiseptic on you.

I can do it myself.

What you're really after is revenge, isn't it?

I mean, that's what this whole charade is about.

No.

I never thought of it as revenge, Margo.

Why not?

You must hate me.

You must have hated me for years.

Why should I?

Don't all men hate their bosses?

Especially when she's a woman.

Some might.

Any man with any guts.

There might be some things about me you don't know, Margo.

Well, I am certainly not going to bother to find out about it now.

If you want to change your clothes, I brought these for you.

You thought of everything, didn't you?

How long have you been planning that?

Not long.

Ever since I realized that if I really loved you, I couldn't just wait around

till somebody else brought you to your senses.

I had to do it.

Love? You call this love?

They say crickets rub their legs together when they're in love. I guess

the way you look at it.

How much did you pay Rourke for this little fantasy of yours?

$10 ,000.

$10 ,000? Where did you ever get that kind of money?

You forget you pay me well.

Well, I hope you won't feel cheated if I don't change in front of you.

Perfect.

Look, I am really tired of this. Why don't you take another path and leave me

alone? Because I know the outdoors better than you do. I'm sure you do, but

don't need your help.

Damn fantasy.

I'll be leaving you now, Benson.

That man down there will be glad to take me back to the village.

Not because I need him, but because I can pay him.

Well, I'll go with you then.

Not on your life.

I just... I just want to see if you're safe, that's all.

Afraid, Benson?

Afraid you can't get back without me?

Looks like you and your friend Rourke slipped up this time.

Your fantasy is over, Benson.

I hope you enjoyed it.

Am I glad to see you. I've been packing my way through this lousy jungle.

Do you speak English?

I'm trying to get back to the village, to the plane.

I can pay you if you'll take me there.

I'm sorry. What? I don't understand.

How did I get here?

It's a long story.

A man brought me here.

Don't worry.

He won't bother us. I left him behind.

I'll pay you $100 if you'll take me back to the plane.

The Lagoon.

To Rourke's main house.

$200.

I've got to get back to that plane. Now, how much do you want?

You can name your price. $1 ,000.

$2 ,000.

You play beautifully, Carol.

You've got to be a lot better than that to be a professional.

You will be if that's what you really want to be. You've got a natural talent.

It's just sometimes I wonder if I really do have a natural talent. Where I got

it? I mean, I wonder if my real parents are musical.

Wouldn't someone else like to play?

Oh, I haven't played for years.

I wish I'd kept it up.

Anne, do you have any special talents?

I like to draw.

I did all the posters for the school play last Christmas.

Really?

You're lucky, you and Carol.

You know what I inherited from my real parents?

Nothing.

That's not true, Pat. You're healthy, you're intelligent, you're full of

It's only because Mom and Dad brought me up that way.

It gives me the heaves just to think about my real parents.

Pat?

Why?

I saw a girl in a bus station last summer.

She was going to have a baby any minute.

She was all dirty. She was drunk.

I thought, yeah, all but that's what my mother was like.

You shouldn't say that.

Well, you shouldn't think it.

You don't know anything about... She gave me away, didn't she? She had me,

then she didn't want me.

She probably got paid for giving me away.

Oh, no, I'm sure she didn't.

People do. They get thousands of dollars for a baby.

I've read about it in lots of magazines and stuff.

Your mother probably hated having to give you up.

Then why did she?

Well, when people are young and they haven't any money, sometimes they feel

trapped. They don't see how they can take on the responsibility of a child.

They don't think they could give her all the things that someone else could.

There could have lots of reasons.

Sometimes when I hear a marvelous pianist playing, I think maybe she's my

mother. She had to give me up for her career.

That's the way I feel.

Kind of sorry for them. I know they'd have kept me if they could.

Of course they would.

I just hope I never meet mine.

That's all.

Yeah.

You had a bad dream.

Look at me.

It had to be a dream.

Let me show you.

Please,

let me show you.

I saw you in there.

It wasn't in my mind.

It was you in there.

It wasn't in my mind.

Go to sleep.

I told you it wouldn't take the whole weekend to find

out who our daughter is.

Then you know, too.

Do you?

I think so.

I think I knew almost at once.

But after spending the whole day with them, I'm sure.

I mean, it was lots of things. But mostly because she's so much like me.

I mean, Ann has all the same feelings I did at her age.

Ann? Well, of course, Ann.

Oh, no, wait, wait a minute, wait a minute. I mean, I know she's shy, never

away from home before. I can see why you'd feel drawn to her, but... She

drawn to me, too.

And she doesn't know why.

She's a naturally affectionate child.

Well, I know it's Anne.

Well, who do you think it is?

Well, searching for family resemblances.

If I had to make a decision right now, I'd say Carol.

Family resemblances? Oh, then it's got to be Anne.

Well, look at her eyes.

Look at Carol's hands, her little body. She's just like a miniature you.

What's so funny?

I'm just thinking of a laugh Mr. Rourke must be having right now.

We came here looking for our daughter.

So far we've found two.

Blazes, where'd you find her?

Please, you've got to help me. I can't make this man understand.

My name is Margo Dean, and I'm an American.

Shut up.

Dorf, are you crazy bringing her here?

What, you and her?

You sure nobody followed you?

All right,

lady.

Where are you from?

Who are you?

I think he wants you to keep quiet

and eat.

Does he ever say anything?

He used to.

Before he got in a fight in the mainland and, uh, one broken whiskey bottle...

I guess you know why he brought these here.

You don't want to share, huh?

Not yet, anyways.

Dorf, you always were a greedy pig.

You better be careful of this one. You better watch her.

She ain't like Hota.

No, siree, she's an American.

American women are very stupid. They have very stupid ideas.

It's kind of like breaking a horse, you see.

I mean, some are wilder and more difficult.

But in the end, you break them. The horse does what you want.

Thank you.

I was only trying to protect my man.

Take Hata's bunk.

What happened to Hata?

She ran away?

She tried once.

Her dogs found her.

Raoul and Dorf brought her back. After that, she stayed and worked.

She was a good diver.

She made a mistake, though.

I think she went too deep.

What do you mean? What was she diving for?

Pearls.

That's why we're on this island.

How long have you been here?

Two years.

Maybe three.

There must be some way you could run away. All you need is a head start.

Hey, I don't want to run away.

They're sick.

They're crazy.

It's not bad here. There's plenty of food.

Raoul is good to me. If I come up with a big pearly, give me some rum and we'll

have a party. You know what? I can imagine.

It's really not bad. You'll like it. The hell I will.

I'm getting out.

It may take a little while, but I'll get out.

Which way is the lagoon?

If you try to get out, I'll call the man.

How much do you want to keep quiet?

I don't need any money.

Raoul gives me everything I need.

Please help me.

You sound just like Hodder.

You know, after she tried to run away and they brought her back, she got used

it. She liked it. You know, she liked it when her man was good to her.

After a while, you feel just the same way.

Dorf may not be able to talk, but he's lots of men.

If that animal ever touches me, I'll kill him.

Maybe. Maybe you'll try it, and maybe you'll like it.

Dickens is my favorite.

Especially David Copperfield in Jack London.

I like him, too.

Especially his stories about the South Seas.

I used to read Dickens when I was your age. And Hawthorne.

I'll send you some of his books.

I'd only written once before I came here. Don't tell Pat, okay?

No, of course not.

Well, you're doing just fine.

Maybe when I get home, Dad will let me have writing lessons.

Does it cost a lot?

No.

I could...

Do you think if I came up to Sacramento, your parents would let you go riding

with me?

Sure. Why not?

Slow down, Karen.

Slow down. Come on.

Don't worry. I won't fall off.

You're worse than my dad.

Yeah.

Yeah, I'm afraid I am.

Come on. Let's get back to the house. I'm getting hungry.

Goldorf's asleep, so you'll come with me.

Look, take me back to the lagoon, to Rockmane House. I'll pay you $5 ,000.

You're going to spend a great chunk of the rest of your life with us, that is,

until we get tired of you. Hell, I am.

You don't want to play, huh?

It's just like I was telling Goldorf. You Americans.

You American ladies, you gotta be broken.

Old Dorf.

He is gonna be mad as a hornet that he passed out before you two had your

honeymoon night last night.

Don't matter none, though.

You'll be here pretty and nice when Dorf wakes up.

Hmm?

Me and Keto are going diving.

Believe me, I never knew anything like this was going to happen.

Just get me out of here.

I swear, I never knew.

I swear.

Will you just shut up? Let's get out of here.

Get away?

Shall we send the dogs after them?

I'll let them go.

I think our little charade has served its purpose.

You did well, both of you.

Very well.

Now go home. Go home to your kids and give them all a big kiss from me, will

you? Ciao.

Ciao.

Who's that girl?

You.

You were 12 that summer.

Who's that with me?

Me.

I used to come over and play tennis with you.

Where?

Near here.

You had a big house on the shore.

You came there every year with your mother. Telephone for Mr. Charles.

If it's Mr. Rourke, tell him I've gone out.

He said it was very urgent, sir.

I won't be a moment, darling.

Roar, I... Dr. Croydon is here. He flew in this morning. He wants to see you.

No. At once.

I don't want to leave Janet alone.

Can't Croydon come here?

Dr. Croydon doesn't want Janet to see him, Mr. Fleming.

I've already sent a car for you.

Ten. One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten. Ah, sorry,

Tattoo. Boardwalk.

How come you always land on boardwalk?

Just luck of the dice, I guess.

117 games in a row. That's a lot of luck.

Come in.

Ah, Mr. Fleming. Thank you for coming. Sit down, please.

Where's Dr. Croydon?

You must forgive me.

I'm afraid that it's just the two and myself.

I should have known you were lying.

Mr. Fleming, I'm afraid I can't allow you to leave yet.

There will be no car to take you back to the house until I give the word. Sit

down, please.

But Janet's alone out there.

Not quite alone. Mr. and Mrs. Grant are with her.

And, um... Pierre.

Yes, Pierre.

I know you think that I'm responsible for what happened to Janet, but suppose

for once in your life, Rourke, you're wrong.

And it wasn't me.

What if it was Pierre?

Has it occurred to you that whoever hated Janet enough to terrorize her into

nervous breakdown four years ago may kill her this time?

Mr. Fleming, everything has occurred to me.

Believe me.

Including the fact that you left your wife alone four years ago for two hours.

Where did you go?

I... I had some errands.

Errands? You went to the police station in town. They called you the night

before and told you they wanted to see you, true?

Yes, yes, yes.

But it had nothing to do with Jack.

No.

Not directly.

A detective had flown out from Chicago. He wanted to talk to you about your ex

-fiancee, Rosemary.

He showed you this.

It's addressed to you.

The police in Chicago found it attached to the mirror in your bedroom.

Oh, I expect it's pretty much the same as the letter in your pocket. May I see

it, please?

Almost word for word.

I know you don't believe I can't live without you, Charles, but it's true.

It wouldn't have made any difference if I had taken it seriously.

It was too late when I got it.

I see.

Is that what you told the police?

That was the truth.

And they believed me.

Oh, and I believe you, Mr. Fleming. Oh, I believe you.

But it does seem curious that the women you love seem to come to such tragic

ends. Mr.

Rourke, I want to go back to Janet.

Four years ago, you told the police it was two hours before you got back to the

house, Mr. Fleming.

It will be two hours this time.

Tattoo will keep you company.

Do you like Monopoly?

What?

Tell me, just what is your Mr. Rourke?

Some people call him.

And some people call him.

And what do you call him?

Mr. Rourke.

I can't find any cuts.

Yeah.

I remember you.

You were always there when I needed you.

You always let me do everything myself.

I remember when I was 12 years old, you taught me how to sail.

And then I almost capsized the boat, but you were there.

And you took the tiller and set the sail right again.

I didn't think you'd remember that.

I know. Why?

Why do I remember you?

When I've forgotten almost everything else.

What else do you remember about me?

You were just 16 that summer.

But the next year, when you came back to the shore, the next year, you hardly

knew I was alive. Either of you.

I was just that French -Canadian kid who looked after the boat.

Don't look at me like that, as though you hated me. I did hate you.

You and Charles.

Watching you walk off along the beach together.

Seeing you all dressed up for him.

Going to a dance at the country club.

I've been looking every place for you, Mrs. Fleming.

I think you should change your dress before Mr. Charles comes home.

Do you know

Santa Barbara?

No. Oh, it's a fun place for children.

There are lots of beaches and a marina.

Do you ever go sailing?

Uh -uh.

Well, maybe when we get back, you can come and spend the weekend with us.

Could Mom and Dad come, too?

Sure.

I'd love to meet them.

Yeah.

Mrs. Faber. Help!

Help!

Carol, what is it?

It's Pat.

Swim out around the corner. The tide's awful strong.

Where is the Mr. Faber, Wyndham?

He's trying to find him. He told me to come.

Bye bye.

Doctor, please.

It looks like an old line shot.

I don't think we should try those mountains in the dark.

So it looks like about the safest place to spend the night.

Thorfinn, we're only still following this. We'll just have to do the best we

can. Come on.

You've made it this far.

Sorry about the accommodations, but I'm sure you can manage.

You've done very well.

Up to now.

Mr. Rourke has a rather warped sense of humor.

Not exactly the comforts of home.

Freezing.

Look at the fire started.

No! No!

No!

Come on, I want Pierre. What is it, darling?

No, I can't tell you. You won't believe me. I will believe you. Of course I

will. Just tell me. What is it? What happened? No, I'll show you. Come here.

into the pillow.

There was a machete there. Right there. I saw it.

But I didn't imagine it either.

And I didn't imagine all those other things.

Go in the cottage. I'll show you. Come on.

it's not locked now

I don't understand it. We broke those shutters.

All right.

All right, darling. I believe you. I do believe you. No, you don't. Look. You

think it's all in my mind. I believe everything you... Pierre saw it.

I have a vodka martini on the rocks and a New York bake rare. Please wait a

minute. You can have anything you want tomorrow.

Thanks.

Some fantasy you dreamed of.

More like a nightmare.

Well, I guess on this island, you have to take the consequences for your

fantasy. Oh, that's fine for you.

But if you'll remember, this is your fantasy. It's not mine. You tricked me

here.

Okay, you just keep reminding me, Margot, and I'll just keep apologizing.

You shouldn't have rescued me from those two animals. You should have joined

them. You would have loved it.

A woman to cook and work and take orders from you.

That's your dream, isn't it?

A good drunken romance every Saturday night.

Isn't it part of your fantasy to seduce your boss?

I wouldn't know.

I mean, you're not my boss anymore. You fired me, remember?

Oh, you better believe I remember Benson.

You must be feeling better. You haven't called me Benson for hours.

Why don't you answer my question?

Okay, sure.

I'd like to seduce my boss.

But on the other hand, did it ever occur to you that I might be in love with

you?

It occurs to me that I am very tired.

I thought women started saying that after the wedding.

You're a scream.

Noah, your back. You're bleeding.

It's all right.

Do you realize that you finally called me Lowell?

How did you get a silly name like that?

It's an old New England name.

Lowell, Massachusetts?

Is that where you're from?

Bastard.

Proper Bostonian.

Some of the time.

Well, we're a long way from Beacon Street.

You can share this with me if you want.

You know, I think I'd better sit up and turn to the fire.

Afraid I might try to seduce you, Benson?

Now that would really be a fantasy.

Janet!

Miss Frank, have you seen Janet?

No, sir.

Isn't she in her room? No, she's not.

I've looked all over the grounds upstairs.

Do you have the key for this?

No, sir.

Grant.

Grant!

Grant! How are you, sir?

The key to the cellar, please. I've never seen one. That door hasn't been

in years.

Perhaps Pierre could force the lock.

Well, have you seen my wife? Yes, sir. About an hour ago, out on the patio.

We'll get some flashlights, quick. Hurry!

Yes, sir.

Mrs.

Fleming!

Mr. Fleming, she's over there in the water. She's drowned herself.

Show me what you thought you saw.

She's in the water.

Easy now, easy.

She's right there.

Now look, there's nothing there.

Absolutely nothing.

You must assume a reflection of that.

Where is she then?

Where is Miss Gannett? I don't know. Now come on back to the house.

Thank you.

How is she?

Oh, she's restless.

You heard the doctor. There's nothing to worry about. She's a strong, healthy

girl.

Lucy, is something wrong?

No.

Just that you were right about Anne.

She's not the one.

You think you know who is?

I knew that horrible moment when you tried to revive Pat and she didn't

I couldn't feel as deeply as that about anyone except our own child.

Lucy, any child, any child... Brian, would you listen to me?

When she started to revive, when she moved, I kept remembering the moment she

was born. It was like I was living through it all over again.

You can't remember her birth, darling. You almost died. I'm not giving her up

again. I just can't.

I'm going to tell her.

You can't. I have to.

Don't you see? I can't let her go through life thinking her mother was

of a tramp like that girl in the bus station.

She's got to know the truth.

Lucy, it'll only hurt her. It'll only hurt you.

It'll give her a whole new confidence in herself.

If she knows that her parents are decent people who care about her, who love

her, she'll be so much happier.

She's happy now, despising her real parents. That's only her way of coming

terms with the fact that they gave her away.

It only makes it possible for her to love her adoptive parents even more.

It's time for her to choose for herself.

She didn't have a choice before we made it for her.

She's not looking for a second chance, Lucy. You are. Can't you see how unfair

that is?

Mrs. Faber?

Mrs. Faber?

Lucy, you can't tell her. I am going to. No, leave me alone.

Even if it is the truth, if it is Pat, she'll be torn between you and the only

mother she knows. We haven't got the right to do that to any child.

Could I have some more milk?

Yes.

Sure, darling, of course.

Now you go back to bed. I'll bring it to you, okay?

Listen, what happened this afternoon?

I didn't mean to swim out so far. Honestly, it was a tide. Well, what I

do Mom and Dad have to know?

They'd be worried sick every time I went anywhere.

You know what parents are like.

Yeah.

Yes, we know.

It's bad enough now.

Can't even leave the house without letting them know where I'll be every

They must love you very much.

To tell you the truth, me too.

I miss him already.

Well, I don't see why they have to be told.

I mean, it was just an accident.

We can all forget about it and just be happy you're safe.

Oh, Charles.

Sit there with her. Sit close beside her. She'll regain consciousness in a

minute. Is there anything I should do or say, Dr. Croydon? Just hold her close.

Reassure her.

Charles, this is the important moment. This is the crucial moment.

It wasn't terror that made her close her mind four years ago.

It was guilt. She thought she had killed you.

Now, if you're the first person she sees when she opens her eyes now, if she

knows who you are... Yes.

I understand, Doctor.

Charles. Yes? You're alive.

Yes. Oh, I love you.

Please.

Don't ever forget again how much I love you. No.

No.

She'll sleep now.

When she wakes up, Charles, take her away from here, right away from the

You have your whole future together ahead of you now.

Oh, I'll stay right beside you, Doctor.

I'm afraid I need you, Mr. Fleming.

Oh, it won't take long.

Dr. Croydon will stay with Janet until you get back.

All right?

This way, please.

Mr. Charles, this time it isn't one of your tricks.

This time she's really killed him. But we had nothing to do with it.

Nothing to be blamed for this time.

We're still to blame for what we did to that poor girl four years ago.

And now Mr. Charles is dead.

Deserves to be dead.

He's to be blamed for our daughter killing herself.

Rosemary, would you adore her?

Trick.

You should be dead.

No, Simon. No. Let him go. You're as guilty as if you had murdered Rosemary.

Rosemary, their daughter?

It can't be. I don't see how.

Mr. Fleming, she was eight years old when you went off to school, and ten

old after you went into the Navy and then to college, and she loved you all

time. Yes, but why didn't she tell me who she was?

Well, she was afraid.

I guess she was afraid you wouldn't think her good enough.

If you knew she was the servant's daughter.

This is all crazy.

She was a child, Mr. Fleming.

A child with a chance to marry the prince in the magic castle, don't you

How they must have hated me.

Their daughter had just killed herself because of me and I was bringing Janet

here on our honeymoon.

If only they had taken out their revenge on me.

And so, John.

Last lap.

Horrific.

Now all we have to do is climb Matterhorn.

I don't think so. If I remember correctly, Rourke said there was a

through these mountains.

It's over there. Come on.

One of those should lead to the other side.

The question is, which one?

Wait a

minute.

there's no draft it could be a dead end well it might be and it might not i'll

take that one and you take this one let me take the flashlight you're the boss

Going the wrong way, Miss D.

Aren't you?

Am I?

Well, you did find a way out, and the main house is just down the hill.

That is, if you're really sure you want to find your way back to civilization.

Just yet.

Jensen?

See you found the way out

Coming back to get you

Well, looks like my fantasy's over.

Maybe.

Dizzy, welcome back to, uh, civilization.

Thank you, Mr. Rogan.

I'm not certain what for, but thank you.

You have an appointment with Mr. Roy Maxwell in New York next week.

Who arranged this? A small return for the trick I played on you. Although,

somehow, I have the feeling you're no longer angry about that.

Well, uh, I think probably we should...

should go. No, I have a little business matter to settle with you first.

I thought Mr. Rourke might like to witness it.

$5 ,000.

Oh, it's my severance pay.

It's not your severance pay.

That is my half of the $10 ,000 you paid for this weekend.

Well, I guess I'm not fired after all.

Not on your life.

I'm not going to let you run away from me now.

You started something this weekend.

I don't know where it'll lead us, but I'm damn well going to find out.

The plane is ready.

Goodbye, Mr. Rourke.

Thank you for a very interesting experience and a very interesting start.

Thank you.

Shall we go?

Why did Mr. Benson start?

He didn't start anything, Tattoo. It's as old as time. A man and a woman

different and the same, equal and unequal.

Doomed to go on loving and fighting each other as long as they live.

What do they have to fight about?

They're fighting for equality, Tattoo.

I wonder if they'll recognize it.

If they ever find it.

Come.

They look like they had a very happy anniversary.

They will have many more tattoos.

But like this one, never.

It is Pat, isn't it?

Not Carol.

Not Anne.

I just wish they were all mine.

That's all that matters, Mrs. Pitt.

That's all that really matters.

No, you're right. Life is...

A series of exchanges.

Maybe we're ready for one now.

We are delighted.

Thank you. You are most welcome.

Goodbye. Goodbye, Miss Faber. Bye -bye.

Which one was their daughter?

Pat? Carol or Anne?

Ah, ah, ah, no questions on Fantasy Island.

Mr.

and Mrs. Faber came here. They had no children.