All language subtitles for Fantasy Island s01e08 Treasure Hunt, Beauty Contest

Another day, another dollar. Hmm, boss?

Oh, must you always be so mercenary,
Tattoo? I thought we decided to try to

cultivate our finer instincts today,
didn't we?

Yes, but I changed my mind.

What? Today I decide to be selfish.

Why?

Look at this beautiful island.

Yes? All are beautiful people.

Just waiting for those strangers to
arrive.

Waiting to serve them, to make their
dreams come true.

Well, why not, Tattoo? Why not?

After all, our guests pay extremely well
for that privilege.

Some of them pay a lot of money. The
others, you practically give them their

fantasies.

I give up.

How can I ever balance the boobs?

Tattoo.

Tattoo, I told you I only cut our price
when I find their fantasies are they

particularly deserving or intriguing.

That's just what I mean, boss.

You give them their fantasies.

What about me?

I have some very intriguing fantasies.

You, Tattoo?

You want to hear some?

Oh, of course. You're making a joke.

Very amusing, Tattoo.

A joke?

What do you mean by a joke?

Well, everyone knows that he who works
in a candy store has no desire for

sweets. I suppose that's a mean way.

No, that, Tattoo, is rock. Move.

Smiles, everyone, smiles.

Oh, come on, Tattoo, let's see some
sunshine on that cherubic face of yours.

Splendid.

Perhaps, just perhaps, this may be the
flight which brings one of your

to light.

Really? Which one?

In good time, Tattoo, in good time.

Miss Sally Quinn.

The name doesn't connote wonders, does
it?

I never heard of her. Neither has anyone
else.

Since the age of six, she's spent her
life removed from the real world in one

strict boarding school after another,
courtesy of her father.

She's a very pretty girl to have been
locked away in school all those years.

Oh, she is that. And she comes by her
good looks naturally, Tattoo.

It was just 24 years ago this month...

that Sally's late mother was crowned the
most beautiful woman in the world.

And now she wants us to try to help her
following her mother's footsteps.

On her mother's footsteps?

How?

Patience.

Patience.

How did you get her?

They are indeed the two. The men are
business partners. They own a small New

York advertising agency.

The first man, Mr. James DeVoe, is
creative director.

The other man is Stuart Chambers. It is
he who goes out and gets the accounts.

Hustling is the expression, I believe.

And the lady?

Mrs. Chambers, Andrea.

Andrea? A very pretty name for a very
pretty lady.

But what fantasy cool does she share?

A very common one, Tattoo. A thirst for
adventure and money.

Money? On Fantasy Island?

Treasure, Tattoo.

Pirate treasure.

The last treasure of Caval.

But boss, it's dangerous.

The last time you say that, no one will
be allowed to search for it again.

That was before these three requested
their fantasy.

What's so special about them? The fact
that one member of this happy trio plans

to commit a murder before the weekend is
over.

My dear guest, I am Mr. Rourke, your
host.

Welcome to Fantasy Island.

You must be famished after your trip,
Miss Quinn.

I hope you find something to your
liking.

It all looks great.

Thanks.

Just that I'm, uh... A bit nervous?

Rest assured, there's nothing to be
concerned about. The contest will begin

planned. In fact, the other contestants
on the news media from around the world

have begun arriving at the north end of
the island and will be transported here

presently. You'll meet them all later at
an informal press conference I've

arranged for you and all the other
girls.

You make it sound so easy.

On Fantasy Island, everything is easy,
Miss Green.

If I wish it to be.

You better eat now.

You'll need your strength the next
couple of days.

Thank you.

You've made me feel at home.

I'm glad.

You know, Bart, I like that girl you
were talking to.

She looks nice. Oh, yes.

But how can we help her to follow in her
mother's footsteps?

Well, I know you're going to hate this,
Tatooine.

But tomorrow we begin staging the first
annual Miss Fantasy Island beauty

pageant, featuring 16 of the most
exquisitely beautiful girls in the

You don't mean that, boss.

Don't I?

But how can this help Miss Queen?

Simple.

Sally is one of the contestants, and in
the end, she will be crowned the most

beautiful of all, Queen of Fantasy
Island, don't you see?

You mean the contestant?

I like the word predetermined.

Fixed. Well, it's her fantasy tattoo.

Ah, cheer up. Cheer up. Maybe you can
console one of the losers.

I can't believe this. I mean, three
grown people out here on a desert island

looking for buried treasure.

You sound skeptical, Mrs. Chambers.

The treasure does exist, I assure you.
And worth millions, too.

You'll have to forgive my wife, Mr.
Rourke. She's not a romantic. Right,

She's as romantic as any woman is these
days.

Oh, thanks.

The Carvajal map.

Study it carefully, will you?

The pirate Carvajal.

Scourge of the Caribbean.

Scourge? Catrote, you mean? He's
literally correct.

When Carvajal buried his treasure, he
buried four of his most trusted men

with it to guarantee the silence.

And don't forget the curse, but... The
curse?

There's a curse on it, too?

Not to be taken lightly, Mrs. Chambers.

If the curse is to be believed, the same
greed that drove Carvajal to

murder his own men.

will forever afterward plague those who
seek the prize.

You're serious about this, aren't you?

Um, in your packs on the burro, you will
find supplies sufficient for three

days. Good luck and, uh, good hunting.

Excuse me.

All right.

What do we got? Well, the map says
Devil's Peak is that way.

Well, let's do it.

I want a plate.

Girl, I'm getting out.

You see, Tattoo, life does have its
rewards.

Oh, Tattoo, why don't you mingle with
our lovely guests and make them feel

welcome? If you think so, boss.

I want a good shot there. Yeah, that's
great.

How do you like your fantasy so far
between?

Oh, it's exciting.

And a little frightening.

Frightening? Why?

They're all beautiful.

Yes, exquisite.

And each one thinks she has a chance.

Tomorrow, the first round of judging
begins.

Tomorrow? And in the contest, everything
will go just as you wish.

Well, you have fun. Excuse me.

Ladies and gentlemen, for the next half
hour, our beautiful contestants will be

available for individual photographs or
interviews.

They're so sore.

Oh, but wasn't it... Exciting?

All the people and cameras and
everything?

I can tell you we never had anything
like that in Benbow, Texas.

I reckon that must sound pretty hickey
to you, being educated in schools all

around the world.

Believe me, boarding schools aren't all
they're cracked up to be.

I was a little nervous myself.

Maybe, but you sure didn't look nervous
about whether you were going to win or

lose.

Renee, have you ever been in a beauty
contest before?

Sure. Well, just hometown stuff. This is
my first big international beauty

contest. Mine, too.

If you don't mind me being too personal,
why did you enter?

This could mean a lot to me.

A down payment on a place for my folks,
a chance to travel and see things, and

never have to work in a cheesy five and
dime or greasy chili palace again, and

maybe even...

acting like I'm the only one around.

I guess it means a lot to you, too.

Yeah.

It does.

Anybody here have some Vaseline?

I've got some photographers waiting.

Here you go, honey.

Oh, thanks.

Don't blind yourself.

Don't worry.

I won't.

That was Cheryl Dane.

Boy, did she spill trouble.

Trouble? Didn't you see her?

She's won so many contests, they call
her Miss Everything.

Then why does she keep doing it?

Probably because she's afraid there's
nothing else she can do.

Miss Fantasy Island.

Looks like this my guess. It's right up
there treasures somewhere on the other

side in the cave

Yeah,

what's it

We made part of it.

We've got a long way to go yet.

You okay?

Yeah.

How about you?

I'm all right.

That too.

Yes, boss.

When we resume our game of Monopoly
tonight, after your first victory in 2

,736 games, perhaps we should use my
dice, not

yours. What do you think?

Sounds like a wonderful idea, boss.

I'm glad you like it.

When did you die?

Sally's father.

Just on time.

Show him in, Tatooine. Show him in.

Ah, Mr. Quinn. Now, Mr. Rourke. Welcome
to Fantasy Island.

Ah, thank you.

Thank you. I must say, your cable was
rather cryptic, Mr. Rourke.

My daughter's here as part of a group of
16 girls.

That's right.

May I offer you some scotch?

No, thank you.

to see Sally first.

Well, it's your brand.

And I still haven't answered your
question.

I wasn't aware that I asked you one.
Your daughter disappears from boarding

school in Switzerland and a week later
turns up on a tropical island and you

not interested in how or why she came
here?

Not interested.

I've been out of my mind for a week ever
since the school called me and told me

that Sally had disappeared.

I've had half of the police forces of
the world looking for her. Of course I

want to know why she's here.

Well, then may I suggest, Mr. Queen, you
finish your drink and follow me.

Well, the tension is really mounting
here on our first day of judging of the

Miss Fantasy Island beauty pageant.

We've already selected three of our five
finalists, so we're coming now to

finalist number four.

And finalist number four is Elaine
Benson.

Be back to life, Elaine Benson.

Finalist number four.

Now we come to the last finalist.

Of course, all of these girls are
beautiful. Everything a girl should be.

But only one of them, one girl more,
will make the list as finalist.

What is this?

For Queen of Fantasy Island competition
tomorrow.

Which one is it going to be?

I tell you, the suspense is killing me.
I'm sure it's doing the same to you.

Here we go then.

Our last finalist then.

Miss Sally Quinn.

What, some kind of joke?

Oh, I assure you, all the contestants
are quite serious, including your

daughter. I absolutely forbid it.

She must withdraw from the contest right
now.

Well, I'm afraid the choice is not
yours, Mr. Quinn.

Sally came here and entered this contest
on her own, and she is of legal age,

isn't she?

Sally.

What a good shot there. Yeah, that's
great.

Oh, wonderful, yeah.

Well, that's not half bad.

And he's not half bad at all. Well, I'm
just a wonder. Of course, you did have

my best meal, candies and cream.

Well, you are a wonder.

You're the best, aren't you, Jim?

Absolutely. It's a good sport, too.

Coming here with a couple of overage boy
scouts.

Chasing after lost parts of treasure.

No, wait a second. I didn't exactly
volunteer, darling. You did have to drag

here kicking and screaming, remember?

Yeah, well, don't be sorry when we find
the jewels and the gold and the

balloons. Gold and the balloons.

Five million, they say. Coffee jar
buried.

Five million.

Oh, look it.

You act as if nobody has ever looked for
this treasure before, these so -called

doubloons.

They failed. We won't.

Big city girl here.

She doesn't believe in anything she
can't see.

Now, that's your trouble, Andrea, if
your imagination doesn't extend beyond

Bloomingdale's next sale.

Hey, y 'all, remember last month when I
was stuck in Muncie for three days?

Mm -hmm.

Ah, well, you want some real excitement,
you try Muncie, Indiana.

Three days.

I, um, miss my pretty lady here so much,
I, uh, called her at three in the

morning.

No answer.

You want a real scare?

You, uh, you try calling home at, uh, 3
a .m. from Muncie, Indiana.

Wife not answering the phone.

Stu, I told you I unplugged the phone
now. We've been over this before.

Look, I'm just trying to tell you,
sweetheart.

How much I love you.

Yeah, well, I think I'll get some wood.
No, I'll go.

It's my turn.

He doesn't leave me about the phone.

Oh, no, that's foolish.

Do you believe me?

Here.

Balloon. The balloon is here.

I hope Mr. Milbank is satisfied.

Ah, Mr. Rourke, I really did it. You
made my fantasy come true. I really did

around the world in 80 days.

He looks like you had fun. I had a
wonderful time, Tattoo.

There's so many things I want to talk to
you about.

I'm so excited.

When can I take my next Jules Verne
adventure, Mr. Rourke?

Well, as soon as you and your assistant,
Sam, are rested and ready, Mr. Milbank.

Come along, Sam.

Let us not dilly -dally. Right ahead,
Sam.

Yes.

Sally?

I thought you'd be coming through here
again.

Hello, Daddy. I was hoping we wouldn't
have to meet quite yet.

That's quite obvious.

Now that we have, I want you to end this
foolishness. I want you to go back to

your room and pack your things, and I'll
arrange for us to be on the first

flight out of here.

No. It's not your choice whether I stay
or leave anymore.

Isn't it? Whose choice is it?

Mine. You can't order me around anymore.

I'm 19.

Grown up.

You call this behavior grown up?

No, it's not only not grown up, Sally.

It's vain and impetuous, and most of
all, thoughtless to the people who care

about you.

Is that what you told Mother all those
years ago when you met her in the beauty

contest she had entered?

That's different.

Is it?

Yeah. How?

I want you to get packed and be ready to
leave in an hour.

No.

What was I saying?

I don't think I heard you.

I said no.

I'm not leaving until this contest is
over.

Sally, I'm your father.

Since when?

What was that?

I asked, since when have you been her
father?

Oh, I know you've spent money on Sally.

But can you remember the last time you
hugged her or kissed her?

This is none of your business, Mr. Rose.
Oh, I'm afraid it is, Mr. Quinn. It

became so when I promised Sally her
fantasy.

I love my daughter.

You don't understand.

Oh, but I do understand. I understand
you very well, mister.

I also understand your daughter.

A girl who saved her allowances for who
knows how long just to enter a beauty

contest. Well, then, if you understand
so much, tell me, why did you do it?

Why, indeed.

Has it occurred to you that the only
person you cared for in your life was

Sally's mother and she was a beauty
contest winner?

Nonsense. Perhaps.

But to a child growing up, things aren't
always as they are to adults.

Are you saying she's done this all for
me?

Just so that I could pay her some
attention?

Your daughter's real fantasy was to
regain your love and affection.

Why don't you try to fulfill that
fantasy, Mr. Green?

Oh, the contestants have the afternoon
off. I think you might find the walk

along the lagoon rather pleasant.

Thank you, Mr. Roth.

I think we're hung up on something.

Oh, wait.

Let me just get one more picture. Oh,
come on. Come on now.

Wait a minute. Wait a minute. Let me
check it out.

You going in?

What is it?

Something.

Just for a second or two, and it would
look like I might be that alligator's

breakfast.

The thought of sole ownership of the
agency in your mind.

Just for the briefest moment, maybe, did
you figure maybe let my hands slip

away? Oh, Stuart.

I'm going to imagine that you're making
a joke, old buddy.

Besides, I need you.

At least until we find the treasure.

Yeah, but, uh, get me out of the way.
It's not a bad idea, is it?

Huh?

Is it, darling?

Mr.

Walk asked me to see you.

I'm pleased you came.

I won't quit the contest.

You won't have to now.

Not anymore.

I think I know what it means to you now.

It's just that it's a great opportunity
for me.

I mean, if I won.

I know, Sally.

I think it's wonderful.

Sally, I'm not very good at making
apologies.

I guess.

I'm not any better expressing my love
with those whom I care most about.

But if I neglected to show you my love,
please forgive me.

Daddy.

If you want me to, I'll withdraw from
the contest.

Now that is the nicest thing you could
have said to me.

But I won't let you.

Now that I know what it means to you.

Not only do I want you in that contest,
I want you to win it and win it big.

For the both of us.

Oh, I've got such plans, Sally.

It'll be just like it was with your
mother.

Your picture all over the world. You'll
make me the...

proudest father you've ever seen.

Wait, stop, stop, stop.

Let me take that.

I never said it was going to be easy,
you know.

Hey, you guys, I'm sorry about what
happened back there on the raft. I

didn't mean...

I guess I was a little scared, you know?

Well, come on, let's move on.

To where, Stu?

Devil's Peak.

We're lost, Stu. We don't even have a
compass.

Went overboard with your backpack. What
are we going to do, walk around in

circles? I agree with you. Why don't we
just go back?

No way.

We've come this far, we're going all the
way.

Going to go where all the way?

How do we find Devil's Peak?

Well, we're not going to find it
standing around here.

Ah, Miss Quinn.

Won't you please come in?

To what do we owe this pleasure? Please,
won't you sit down?

I'd like to withdraw from the contest.

Withdraw?

Why?

I think you know why.

The fantasy's over.

You were right about my true motives
trying to get my father's attention.

Then your father has responded to your
fantasy. Oh, I'm so happy for you.

I don't think she's so happy, boss.

My father has responded with attention,
Mr. Rourke.

Only it's not as easy as I thought.

I mean, I don't know if he really loves
me or if he just wants me to be famous

like my mother was.

He really loved her, you know?

And maybe he just wants me to replace
her.

Oh, that's a harsh judgment to place on
your father.

But he keeps talking about mother,
saying how this contest will be just

was then. Like he's trying to relive it
all.

Quite a dilemma.

And your solution is to withdraw.

Yes. Do you realize just how much you
and your father are really alike?

What do you mean? Well, you both have
the same solution to problems. to run

hide from the world.

I thought it was going to be so easy.

The contest, my winning, my father.

My dear Miss Quinn, life and human
emotions are rarely that simple.

You think I should stay in the contest?

Oh, I think you should face life and
deal with it as it comes as best you

The other girls.

This contest really means so much to
them, too.

It's not fair that this is fixed for me
to win.

You have learned a great deal this
evening.

From now on, the Miss Fantasy Island
contest is no longer

predetermined. If you win it now...

It will be strictly on your own.

Just as my mother did. If you win it, it
will be just as your mother did.

Answer me.

Pray ahead.

Watch where you put your hands. Stay
close to the wall.

I'm watching. I'm watching.

Pull it down. I can't help it.

Get a good handle on it. I got you. Grab
her.

Relax. Take it easy.

You got her?

Reach for a handle.

Andrea, I told you, you've got to hug
the wall.

They could have been killed.

Need I remind you, Tattoo, there are no
guarantees on Fantasy Island our guests

take their chances.

I pass.

That's not good for business.

But at least they are closer to the
treasure now.

Yes, and now they approach their
greatest danger.

They must face their own greed.

That's awesome.

This has got to be it.

Hey folks, this is the place.

Incredible. Yeah.

Incredible. Don't you go in there.

I don't believe in treasure.

They're just sitting in there waiting
for us.

Let Jim and I go in and check it out
first.

Oh, come on you guys.

Be a good girl.

Oh, you better come back down after me.

All right, be careful.

People look here.

Yeah, I got a couple of choices here.

Just that way or that way.

What do you think? Let's try that way
now.

Hey, Jim, come here. What do you got?

Look at this.

I think we found something.

It's a booby trap.

Come on.

Just be careful.

Hey, Dirk.

It's true.

It's real.

We're rich, man.

It's like a dream come true.

We're going to get back to civilization
with it.

Come on.

Let's get this out of here.

expression on andy's face when she sees
this what you saw for i know all about

you and andre i've known about you two
for a long time me and andy what the

are you talking about nothing going on
between me and andy there never was

you're a liar now you got a wife that
loves you a lot buddy boy

and the sad thing is you don't deserve
it you're in my place

God's sake, Stuart.

Help me.

I'm trying to help you.

I'll lose a chest.

You're not going to let me die.

Crazy.

That's the show.

Thank you.

You're going to be all right?

Yeah, I think so.

Sorry.

That's all right, buddy. That's all
right.

Sorry for everything.

it is another beautiful afternoon and
here we are at the final judging for the

Miss Fantasy Island beauty queen and we
have five lovely young ladies but only

one of our finalists can be picked to
reign as queen of beauty now take a good

look at them everybody you think you can
choose which one it'll be

judges. I wonder if they've been able to
choose.

Have you, judges?

Are you ready? I have the envelopes,
please.

Well, here they are.

The queen and her court.

And let me point out that in her court
here, there will be three runners -up

not four.

So, our third runner -up is Mary Ann
Davis.

A lovely choice.

Miss Nina Connors.

And now let's see what decision the
judges have made on our first runner

Our first runner -up is Miss Cheryl
Dean.

Lovely young lady.

And now the moment we've all been
waiting for. The big moment.

Who is going to be Miss Fantasy Isle?

Who will be the queen of beauty?

Who will be the most beautiful girl in
the world?

Here it is.

Miss Elaine Benson!

The rain that sent is our queen. It was
here and now.

Now there you have it, ladies and
gentlemen. I know you must feel

Is that the contest?

Not really.

At least not as much as you do.

All those pictures, the publicity of
your plans.

Maybe if you're here, you can still sign
up Elaine.

Then all you think I'm interested in?

I don't know.

I just know... I guess it was crazy for
me to even ever try.

I'll never be what Mother was.

I was unable to face that until coming
here.

But I love you very much for yourself.

And if you give me a chance, I'd like to
spend a great part of the rest of my

life proving it to you.

He'll probably ask for our money back.

We said, boss.

Did we?

Did we?

I want to thank you for everything.

It was our pleasure.

Say, uh, how much was the treasure
worth?

Does it matter, Mr. Chambers?

No, no, it doesn't.

Not now.

Well, thank you. You're welcome.

Mr. Rohr.

Your share of the Carvajal treasure.

Thank you.

You're most welcome.

I don't get it, boss.

They end up with nothing.

On the contrary, they end up with a
great deal.

A very great deal.

You and your father seem happy now, Miss
Quinn.

I almost made a terrible mistake.

Not as bad a mistake as I've been
making.

Thank you.

Thank you both.

For the best fantasy of all.

Reality.

You know, boss, I like stories with a
happy ending.

It seems to me that today on Fantasy
Island, more than one fantasy has had a

happy ending.