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Good morning, boss. Good morning, Tattoo. Are you ready to meet our

Boss, boss. What is it?

My car, it's been stolen.

Stolen? Yes, I left it right there.

Oh, surely you must be mistaken. I mean, who would steal a car on Fantasy

Island? Especially of that size.

Now, you must have parked it somewhere else.

No, boss. I parked it right there.

Tattoo, please.

We mustn't keep our guests waiting.

I'm sure your car will turn out. Come on, let's go.

Smiles, everyone.

Smiles.

Mrs. Helena Marsh and her son Jamie, all the way from New York City.

There must be some mistake.

This lady was here before.

And you never let anyone come back twice on Fantasy Island.

Oh, there are exceptions to every rule, my friend. Especially when one's fantasy

wasn't completed the first time around.

Not completed?

We had a fashion show with all those designers from all over the world. She

the first prize, didn't she?

Oh, she did indeed, and it's led to great success in the fashion industry

since. Then how come her fantasy was not completed?

Because while she was here the first time, she met a man and fell in love.

A love she never revealed to anyone.

Now, four years later, she's asked us to make everything as it was then.

You mean we're going to have another fashion show with all those pretty

Well, naturally.

Pretty girls are an essential part of such activities, Tatooine.

Do you recognize that man, Tatooine?

No. Why should I?

Is he some kind of a VIP?

Not at all. And that's the point.

Mr. Tony Emerson is the kind of person who gets lost in a crowd. To himself and

to the world, he's a nobody.

He wants to become somebody?

Oh, he does indeed, Tatooine. A very special kind of somebody.

For this weekend, Mr. Emerson wants to be a hero.

A hero?

What kind of a hero?

The kind that are his favorites in the movies.

John Wayne, Charles Bronson, Clint Eastwood.

That guy?

Oh, but why don't you forget the whole thing?

Your faith could move a mole here.

Believe me, for this weekend, Mr. Emerson will become the toughest man

My dear guests, I am Mr. Rock, your host.

Welcome to Fantasy Island.

Miss Marsh, it's nice having you back on Fantasy Island again.

It's nice being back.

Darling, why don't you go and find a table and I'll join you in a minute.

Okay.

He's suddenly grown to be a big and handsome lad, huh?

Yes, hasn't he?

Jamie doesn't know why we're here apart from the fashion show and a small

vacation. I understand. Oh, I'm sure he'll have a good time.

I suppose you think that I'm rather foolish for... For being in love?

No.

Never, Mrs. Marsh.

In my country, it's a national pastime.

Even when you don't tell the one that you're in love with?

Oh, I assure you, Mrs. Marsh, the world is filled with secret loves.

able to make things exactly the same as they were the last four years?

As much as possible. But many things have, of course, changed. You, for

instance. Me? Oh, most definitely.

The last time you arrived, your husband had just died three months before and

you were busy picking up the pieces of your life and the fashion career you

abandoned when you married.

And financially,

running a hospital school in the slums of Calcutta hadn't made you an exactly

prosperous woman.

Well, I suppose some things have changed.

I remember I had $48 .10 to my name when I stepped off that plane the first

time.

And now you are quite a success.

But as for the rest of your fantasy, as it was four years ago, the Fantasy

Island Festival of Fashions is once again being held.

And among the designers and newsmen and spectators are the same three.

Very eligible bachelors who were here the first time. For instance,

Count Rafael Delgado.

Dear Rafael.

The famous French designer, Jean Montaigne.

He never changes.

And, of course, the American fashion critic, Mr. Edwin Summers.

You are amazing.

We try to please.

But enjoy your lunch and...

I'll see you this afternoon.

This afternoon?

Yes, the first round of the fashion festival.

Oh, of course.

Now, if you'll excuse me.

Tattoo.

Guess I'm having second thoughts, Mr. Rourke.

I mean, I'm a passable engineer.

You put a drawing board in front of me, I'm a good problem solver. But to try to

make me into a hero like the Duke or Clint Eastwood or Charles Bronson...

faith, Mr. Emerson.

This is Fantasy Island.

Do you know the only actual difference between you and those macho superheroes

you just mentioned?

Well, I always thought I did.

It's that, like almost everyone, you utilize only 10 to 15 % of

your true potential.

Whereas heroes through all history have been those able

to tap and use tremendous power.

What's this?

It is said that Samson, before facing the Philistines, harnessed his inner

strength with a draft very similar to this one.

That inner strength is yours, with just one sip.

Would you like to test it yourself?

Terribly sorry. I feel kind of... I feel kind of strange.

I feel... I don't know how I feel.

I feel kind of... Huh?

What?

Unbend it.

Are you kidding?

Please try, Mr. Emerson.

Unbend a horseshoe?

Mm -hmm.

Oh, my gosh.

I did it.

I really did it.

Oh, Mr. Rock, what do I do now?

I suggest you return to your bungalow.

There you will find a wardrobe more appropriate for your weekend.

After that, it's up to you.

Milk.

What are you all

dressed up for?

Come on. Take off that trick -or -treat costume and, uh...

Let's see those pretty legs. Sir, my sister Anna does not... Look out!

we don't need you.

What about me?

What is that? Milk you're drinking?

You want some?

Creep?

Sam, I told you, he's the only man who can help us.

Help you?

How? I'm almost afraid to tell.

Even you.

It would take the toughest man alive to help us.

What do you got in mind?

And now, for the next entry for the Fantasy Island...

Fashion Festival, coming all the way from Paris, France. Monsieur Jean

and his collection called Les Papillons.

Just like your father.

Always feeding someone.

You have to be Dr. Murphy's son.

How did you know that?

You look just like him.

My name is Phoebe Thing.

I am covering the fashion show for my newspaper in Calcutta. My name's Jamie.

Yes, I know.

The last time I saw you, you were running around in diapers.

Did you know my father well? He raised me.

Along with some 200 or so other children, of course.

Without your father, I never would have learned to read or write.

I was very sad to hear that he had died.

Thank you.

Four years later, you can imagine how happy I was to hear that your mother

be here also.

She was much loved, too.

I'm sure she'll be happy to see you, too.

Ladies and gentlemen, for the last entry of this afternoon, Elena Marsh,

Moonlight in India.

That'll be Mom. I gotta go.

It was nice to see you.

Again, I guess.

Yes, I can.

to you. Later, Tattoo. I'm watching the show.

But, boss, that's important.

All right, Tattoo. What is it? It's about Mrs. Marsh.

All afternoon, I was watching her to see which man she was in love with.

Tattoo?

Boss, you think that's bad?

What does that tell you the worst?

She does not look at any of those men.

All afternoon, she's been looking at you.

Me?

I think you're the reason she came back to Fantasy Island.

You're the one she's in love with.

Ours is a small, poor village on the other side of the island.

Hard -working people.

Pearl farmers.

Pearls?

Every year, just when our pearls are harvest, Captain Fisk come with his gang

and take most of them away from us.

And they leave us just enough to survive until the next year.

Have you ever tried fighting back?

Oh, once a long time ago.

Then Captain Fisk came along and did terrible things to us, to our village in

retaliation. We are divers.

We are pearl farmers. We're not fighters.

That's why we need your help.

To fight for you?

Maybe for a while, but more important is to teach us how to fight, so we can

protect ourselves even after you're gone.

Gang of fence -cutting poachers, huh?

Well, I guess I know what the Duke or Eastwood would do with a bunch of creeps

like that.

Duke?

Eastwood?

Friends of yours?

Sort of.

Birds of a feather.

You know, kindred spirits.

Well, I guess we'd better be moseying along.

They're here already.

Then we're too late.

Where is Captain Fisk?

Oh, couldn't make it. But he sent a message.

He hoped you folks had a good year, because he can sure use the extra loot.

He has such contempt for us, he doesn't even bother to come himself anymore.

Save the violins. Give me the pearls.

Well, what have we here?

Hmm.

Mighty nice.

Who does this belong to?

There are, smart guy.

They belong to the people of the village.

We worked a whole year for them.

Well, boys, seems to be a little difference of opinion around here.

Hand them over, fella. Pronto.

Or you're going to be sorry.

Wrong.

You're the one who won't be sorry.

Any more discussion, yo -yos?

Or do we have it all worked out?

What do we tell the captain?

He's going to be mad. And you ain't going to like that. None of you.

That I guarantee.

Dear Grandfather, our pearls all safe.

Safe? For how long?

An hour.

A day?

Only until Bullfisk returns.

When the captain does come back, will you teach us how to fight him this time?

Will you lead us?

I didn't ride all the way over here to lose.

I suppose what I mean is that I'm glad that the fashion of the last few years

has finally come to an end, because I think that...

Doc, where have you been?

I've been looking all over for you.

You must know I've been looking out over the ocean.

Looking out over the ocean?

Is something wrong with it?

I just have some thinking to do.

Don't worry, boss.

I will have everything under control.

I'm sure I can get Mrs. Marsh and her son on the first plane tomorrow morning.

may have to change several things.

Do you ever foresee changing that?

Ladies and gentlemen, will you excuse me? I believe this is the dance Mrs.

has promised me.

Mrs. Marsh.

It was good seeing you, C .B.

I would be most grateful if we could talk about the hospital school later on.

Well, right now, I don't know where I'd find the time.

He's not bothering you, I hope.

No, no.

It's just that that part of my life is over.

I'm glad I lived it, but now it's time that I... Leave it behind.

Yes, leave it behind forever.

Is something wrong?

No, it's just that under this well -practiced facade of calm and poise, I

feel like a teenage boy on his first date.

Why?

Because of something my friend Tattoo suspects.

I'm almost afraid to say it.

What?

That I could be the man you came back to Fantasy Island for.

And if that's true?

Then the fantasy I've had for four years will finally come true as well.

I think you can stop worrying about juggling that flight out of here

morning.

Still can't find your car, Tattoo?

Boss, I'm sure someone stole it.

I left it last night right here.

Oh, come now. Who on Fantasy Island would dare do such a terrible...

Chester!

Chester, come back!

You thief!

Bollard! You stupid monkey!

I can see this is a much more serious problem than I thought before.

Chester, I get you for that.

You're rotten, Marquis.

Mr.

Rourke. Mr. Rourke shall never believe what's been happening.

Things beyond my wildest dreams. And today? There will be no today.

What do you mean that there'll be no today?

Your fantasy is over, Mr. Emerson.

This check you gave me, it bounced.

Bounced? Then they've made a mistake.

Obviously, someone did.

Shall we go?

Now, wait.

Wait, you just can't turn my fantasy on and off like a faucet?

Really, Tattoo?

Then perhaps you should try unbending this.

Look,

I mean, you can't do this, please.

I talk these people into sticking their necks out because of me. They think I'm

strong enough to fight that band of outlaws who've been robbing them.

me, believe me, I... Yes, I can well imagine.

It seems you defrauded them too, doesn't it?

I just can't leave them.

What am I going to do?

Well, you're the man who wanted to be a hero, Mr. Emerson. I think perhaps you

should figure that out.

But I... I'm afraid I have other business to attend to.

I must ask you that you make up your mind.

You can either get in now and have a ride back to the main house or stay

It's a very long walk.

But I can't leave them.

So be it.

Good luck.

Oh.

Don't you think you were a little hard on him?

Mr. Emerson wanted to be a hero, Tattoo.

Now perhaps he's going to have a real chance to fulfill his fantasy.

What about Mrs.

Marshall's fantasy?

If you must know, my friend, Helena is the reason I must get back.

And now, the Passion of Pain.

Did you hear? Did you hear?

I didn't hear anything.

Mom and Mr. Rourke, they're going to be married.

That's very nice.

I've been looking all over for you. Anna.

Not that we are worried. Was you to lead us?

The fiscal should be worried.

Your people have put their faith in a... in a phony.

What? That man at the pool and fifth man. That was all Rourke's doing.

Now I'm right back where I started from before I came to this island. A guy who

never stood up to anything in his whole life.

I don't believe you.

Unfortunately, it's true.

Whether you believe me or not.

I see.

I will get the horses.

It was wrong for Simon and me to bring you here.

Letting me off the hook, huh? Just like that?

What choice do we have?

We've suffered before.

Not that we will again.

No.

For whatever I'm worth, which isn't much, I've got to stay and do what I

Against such animals?

Animals?

Well, that's what they are, aren't they? Animals?

That's right.

Animals.

And even if I'm not the toughest man alive anymore, there's one thing I've

even Raw can't take away from me.

I'm a good engineer, and I can figure out ways to trap animals.

Come on.

Oh, Tattoo, there you are.

We've been looking everywhere for you.

Is something wrong?

Nothing is wrong, Buck.

I'll be out of your way in a minute.

Out of my way?

Not going to take me long.

Now, wait a minute, wait a minute. Your ledger, your computer, your favorite

books, even your trumpet music?

I will clean my room out as soon as I finish here.

Tattoo, why?

Why? You don't have to draw me a picture.

The boss is getting married.

This is going to be your house now.

You don't want me to be here, huh?

I see.

And just where do you plan to move to, my friend?

Don't worry, boss.

I'll find some place, maybe behind a barn.

I don't need a lot of room.

Tattoo, please don't do this.

What do you think does that make to you anyway?

You are the best friend of the man that I'm going to marry. I would say it makes

a great deal of difference to me.

Besides, if you leave now, it'll be like breaking up our family before it even

begins.

It's true.

Then, how come I was the last one to know about you getting married?

Oh, so that's it.

Tattoo, we didn't tell you because we didn't have a chance.

Apparently, you took off from the fashion show immediately after talking

Jamie. You were going to be the first person we told after Jamie.

Oh, yes.

We love you, Tattoo.

And we want you to go on living here in this house just like you always have.

You really mean it?

With all my heart.

You too, boss?

Yes, me too.

Now will you start unpacking before we all start to cry?

They're here. Captain Fisk and his men.

And he looks really mad.

Spread out and flush them out.

That ain't no man. That's a walking mountain.

Well, as they say in the war movies, go fight till you see the whites of their

eyes.

Careful, honey.

Don't want anything happening to you.

They're all yours, boys.

Over this way.

If you're looking for me, that is.

Something tells me you are.

Whoa! Whoa!

I got your girl, tough guy!

Come on out, or she'll wind up with a broken arm!

Look! No, Tony, you can't!

On hand are you, vomit. It's between you and me.

All right, punk. Let's get this settled.

I'm going to tear you apart with my bare hands.

Please, grandfather, we've got to help him. Vince is going to kill him. But he

fought with two men yesterday, and he won.

But that was yesterday. Today he's just as afraid as we are.

He could have left, but he stayed. He stayed to fight our fight.

This kid looks like a terrible man.

But Tony finds the courage to fight him.

Say your prayers, tough guy. Your time's just about up.

Highlanders are giving us a luau this evening. Oh, what fun.

Do all the fantasies turn out as wonderfully as mine? Only when I wish

But you must remember I wished for this one to come true for four long years.

Is something wrong?

Before you go in, always remember.

Now and forever.

I love you more than anything in this world.

Mom.

Mom. What?

You'll never guess who's here. Who? It's Nana.

Nana Shustre? Yes.

She worked for us at the hospital school. She practically raised Jamie.

Nana.

How wonderful to see you.

Oh, after the typhoon, we prayed so hard to find you. So hard.

Now our prayers are answered.

Mom, Nona says we have to go back to India.

We have to live there.

What? It was all in the letters we sent you. So many letters. You must not have

gotten them.

There was no reply.

I tried to talk to you before.

There was a typhoon.

It did much damage to the hospital school.

The authorities say that if you do not come back, the buildings will be torn

down. But I don't understand.

What about Dr. Chang and the others? Can't he do something?

Dr. Chang is an old man now.

Sick most of the time.

The bankers say that the hospital school belongs to you, Dr. Marsh's widow.

That if they are going to loan money to fix the damage the typhoon did...

Then you must come and take charge again.

They have confidence in only you.

How badly is the hospital school damaged?

Many of the children sleep without a roof.

No roof?

But the monsoons will be there soon.

Before the monsoons?

The bulldozers will come next week if you are not there.

Mrs. Marsh, please come back.

Ha! Ha!

Hee! Hee!

Your decision?

You are leaving, aren't you?

Is that what you want?

Every ounce of my body wants you to stay. Every breath of my soul.

But only if you could be happy.

How could I not be happy here with you? Because you're running.

You've been running for four years, Helena.

Ever since your husband died, tell me the truth.

The letters Nana sent you, didn't you get any of them?

What are you saying?

I don't think you came back to Fantasy Island for me.

I think deep inside of you, you have a need, maybe even a sense of guilt, to

carry on the work.

you and your husband began.

But I saw it kill him.

18, 20 hours a day.

It was never enough.

First there was room for 20 children, then 50, 100, finally 200.

But it was never enough. It was never, never enough.

Taking care of 200 children is a marvelous accomplishment.

You make the same mistake everyone else does.

It wasn't the 200 that we took care of that killed my husband. It was the 200

that we couldn't. And not 200 a year or a month or even a week.

200 a day.

That's how many children die in the streets of Calcutta every day of every

from lack of food and medication.

You know what upsets me the most is that Jamie wants to be just like his father.

He wants to spend his life helping those who can't help themselves.

I could give you the money to repair the hospital, Helena.

But that wouldn't solve anything, would it?

You'll need them as much as they need you.

But I love you.

But sometimes in life, there are things more important than personal

considerations.

It's time for you to go home, Helena.

Come with me.

And take away the fantasies of everyone who comes here.

You couldn't do that any more than I can refuse to go back.

We live on two different planets, don't we?

My land of fantasies to yours of desperate reality.

You knew this afternoon, didn't you?

When you took me back to the bungalow, you said, always remember that I love

more than anything in this world.

But I also knew then that fantasies are very fragile things.

Like a child's bubble floating on the air.

But it's not a fantasy.

I love you.

And you said you loved me.

And that part will always be true.

Always.

Mr. Rourke!

Oh, Mr. Emerson, I... I am so sorry about a little misunderstanding.

Your check was good all along, but a computer error.

That happens every day.

Somehow I get the feeling that you knew my check was good all the time.

Really?

Interesting thought.

Yes.

By the way, you think there might be a...

An extra seat on the plane today?

Of course.

Good luck, Mr. Emerson.

Goodbye, Tantor. Goodbye,

Mr. Roth.

Goodbye, Jamie. Be a good boy.

Take care of your mother for me, will you? Yes.

I wish you well, sir.

Thank you.

Twice in my life I've had to say goodbye to the man I loved.

Goodbye, Helena.

If you should ever need me.

Goodbye, Doctor.

Tell you something I don't understand.

You know everything on Fantasy Island.

You must have known that the newspaper, once he saw Mrs. Marsh in a fashion

show, he would call India.

They've been looking for her for a long time.

Yes, that too I knew.

If you love her so much, why did you let it happen?

Don't you understand, my friend?

It's because I do love her that I had to let it happen.