All language subtitles for fantasy_island_s02e23_cornelius_and_alfonse_-_the_choice

You know this is my favorite day of the
week. I know, but it's when the children

come. I love it. It's the best time I'm
part of the island.

Good morning, Cindy.

Good morning, Cindy.

Hooray, Cindy.

We don't want to be left with a balloon.

Goodbye, children.

Your turn to guess first this week,
Tattoo.

I say she look like a school teacher.

Like the one who almost fell me in a big
grave.

Well, that's very close.

Miss Ruth Yule has, for the past 16
years, operated an orphanage near

Ohio. A small orphanage, which is now
being phased out.

Those children you see with her are
Rebecca and Mark. Their last two

What's their fantasy, boss?

One they got from Miss Jules.

Something she dreamed about when she was
a child and also in an orphanage.

Just once.

For the children to be able to help
select their own parents and not the

way around.

Can we really do that, boss?

Can we give them the parents they want?

Within reason, Tattoo. Within reason.

It's your turn to guess, Cindy.

Talk about the odd couple.

Bad comedy, eh?

I'm afraid there is nothing comedic
about those two, my friends.

Cornelius Kelly worked for me here at
the hotel on Fantasy Island until I

discovered he was a petty chiseler and
fired him.

What are they doing on Fantasy Island?

Well, Cornelius claims to want a quiet
vacation for his friend.

But I know he has returned to fulfill a
fantasy.

To revenge himself on me for having
discharged him years ago.

Couldn't that be dangerous?

Danger comes in many disguises.

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

Welcome to Fantasy Island.

How does it feel to be back on Fantasy
Island?

Delightful as usual, Mr. Rock.

I do hope our past difficulties can be
forgotten.

I'd like nothing better than to think
that we could be friends again.

As you know, one of my cardinal rules is
always to try to forgive and forget.

If I were to have any doubts as to which
way to choose, your sincerity has

certainly convinced me.

Am I a trusted assistant, Tattoo?

Oh, yes.

I've heard quite a lot about your friend
Tattoo.

It's an honor to meet you.

And this is Cindy, who helps me on this
side of the island.

It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Kelly.

Pleasure is all mine, my child.

If there's anything I can do for you or
your friend, please... Yes, there is,

Cindy. There is something you can do.
I've always told Alphonse here about the

beautiful interior of this island, and
I'd like to take him for a little picnic

to show him.

But... I've been away so long, and I
know the island has changed so much, I

wouldn't know where to begin. Well, I'm
sure Tattoo will be happy to direct you

to a pleasant spot, won't you, Tattoo?
Cindy and I have other guests to attend

to. Bon appétit, Cindy.

Well, you want to take us to a good
picnic place, or are we going to stand

around here all day?

This way, please.

Come on, what's taking you so long?

Oh, it's just that it's all so lovely.

Seems to be very secluded here.

You know, I'd hate to go on a picnic.

For people are liable to come tramping
through at any moment.

Oh, don't worry. Nobody ever come here.

Then this will do just nicely.

Alphonse. Hover, hover!

I'll be right with you, Bob.

Miss Yule, children, this will be your
home during your stay on Fantasy Island.

You mean there and there?

They? He means our new parents.

Oh, my dear children, your fantasy was
for you to have a hand in choosing your

own parents.

But I thought they'd already done that.
All those questions they answered. Of

course, I know you reserve the right to
final authority.

As I still do.

After the children make their wishes
known, I'll have to decide if their

decision is the best for them.

And I'm sure it will be.

The children's answers certainly did
give us a good indication.

But the qualities Mark and Rebecca
listed for future parents were rather

extensive. I'm afraid even Mr. Rourke
couldn't find any one set of parents who

possesses all of them.

However, two couples did emerge the
strongest.

You mean we have two sets of parents?

Two sets of prospective parents.

One which leans toward aesthetics,
music, arts, and education. The other

are very athletic, outdoor people.

When will we begin?

As soon as you and Rebecca change into
more appropriate clothes.

Because right about now... Ah, yes.

There they are.

Enjoy yourselves, children.

These may be your new parents.

Rebecca? Joe Drake.

Hi. Hi.

I'm Amy.

Hi. Mr. and Mrs. Drake, may I introduce
Miss Ewell?

Mr. and Mrs. Drake are here to take Mark
and Rebecca for the day.

Go on, smart guy. Try to make a break
for it. The things I could do to stop

would make strong men weep.

Big mouth.

You're just a little creep.

Why don't you grow up, you weirdo?

Weird? You'll be sorry you said that.

Pick on somebody your size.

The field telephone is all hooked up.
It's time to make a call.

You're lucky.

Your struggles are useless.

You've been kidnapped.

And this castle is in the most remote...

An inaccessible spot on Fantasy Island.

Rock will never guess where you are.

Hover, hover!

Yes?

We've got your sidekick.

You what?

There is no need for dramatics, Mr.
Rock.

We are desperate men, and we mean what
we say.

Unless you pay the ransom we ask, you'll
never see Tattoo again.

Are you saying that you kidnapped
Tattoo? You really fell for that old

-buddy routine, hook, line, and sinker,
didn't you?

You better believe we kidnapped Tattoo.
And we mean what we say.

You must not harm him.

Now, what do you want? The deed to
Fantasy Island. The deed to Fantasy

Do I hear an echo?

But how do I know that Tattoo is alive
at this moment?

I'm tired. Bring him to the phone.

Hubba hubba.

I said talk.

Is that you, Tattoo?

How are things in Red Chief?

I couldn't get on the street, but
perhaps you recognize the raspberry?

To give you the ownership of Fantasy
Island is an incredible price,

I'll have to look into methods of
liquidating my holdings.

and transferring ownership stock, it
will be complex and time -consuming.

Take your time, Mr. Rourke.

We'll call you back in two hours.

Two hours won't be sufficient.

I'm sorry.

That's all the time we can spare.

But I'm sure you'll make the most of it.

Particularly since your friend's life is
hanging in the balance.

Have a nice day, Mr. Rourke.

That sounded pretty final.

Don't worry, Chester.

There are three sides to every triangle.

Want to give me a hand?

Hey, all right.

Still in here.

Is it your hobby?

Oh, no, not with us.

Evie and I are marine biologists.

Marine what?

Biologists. We work with undersea life.
You know, like fishes and things.

You'll see in a minute.

Miss Yule gave us your size.

These rigs have the latest gizmos,
underwater communicators.

Last one in the water is a jellyfish.

You see what I see?

Well, not exactly.

These look more like candy coins to me
than gold ones.

Chocolate.

Quit complaining. It's better than
nothing.

Hey, Mr. Drake, you buried that candy on
that chip, didn't you?

It's a possibility.

Well, later for the candy, kids. Right
now, we're going to build a fire and

roast hot dogs.

You know something, Mr. Drake?

This is the most exciting day in our
entire life.

Get comfortable, my friend.

This will be your home until Raw comes
up with your ransom.

Go ahead. Try to escape.

This room is a good 200 feet above the
rocks and sea.

And another thing.

Said you wouldn't talk to Rourke on the
phone, you're not going to get anything

to eat.

Not even a crust of moldy bread.

Until you decide to cooperate.

No fraternizing with the prisoner.

Come on.

Gooby diving?

Down under the water with all the fish.

And we found a sunken treasure.

Of course, there was only candy.

And after that, we built a huge bonfire
and ate hot dogs.

Well, I gather you both had a very
enjoyable day.

It was really super.

And Mr. and Mrs. Drake are really nice.

I'm sure that you and Rebecca would have
a very wonderful life with them.

As I'm sure you would with Mr. and Mrs.
Samuels, who you'll meet tomorrow.

Oh, yeah.

I kind of forgot about them.

Well, I don't expect they've forgotten
about you.

Mr. Samuels is a fifth -grade teacher,
and his wife teaches piano.

Ah, her teachers?

Sounds pretty dull, huh?

Suppose I told you that Mr.

Samuels is also a magician, and a very
good one.

Really? Mm -hmm.

Now, you two take a bath, and I'll have
dinner for you when you're done.

Go on.

Room service.

Oh, great -looking grub, Chief.

I don't know what I'm going to enjoy
more, having a meal fit for a king or

knowing that that little crumb in there
is getting nothing.

Maybe we should let him have a little
water, huh?

It's gone.

That's impossible.

The only way out... us through the
windows, and that's a 200 -foot drop to

rocks below.

And I tell you he's not in his room.

Come on.

If he's come to his death, I'll kill
him.

Where is he?

Come out.

I can't find him anywhere.

I can't figure it out. I selected this
tower room carefully myself.

The only way out is the door.

Aha. Aha.

Up the chimney.

Up the chimney.

I know you're up there,

Tattoo. If you don't come right down,
we're going to light a nice little...

fire under your carcass.

How would you prefer it?

Rare or medium?

How about well done?

Well done.

No, no, don't fire me.

Oh, please don't fire me. Don't burn me.

Climb down, you termite.

I'm stuck.

Get me out of here. Oh, please, get me
out of here.

Help! How do we uncook him from the
chimney, Chief? Quite simple.

You and I will climb up on the roof.
Yeah. I will lower you down the chimney

the roof.

Yeah. And depending on his predicament,
you will either pull him out or push him

back down.

Let's go.

Don't roll.

You know I'm afraid of height. Then
don't look up.

eyes closed. Will you open them up and
get down the chimney?

I'm going to fall.

You're not going to fall. Open your
eyes, get up there and get down the

You don't forget to hold on to the rope.
I'll hold on to the rope. Here, you

hold on to this rope. All right.

Well, at least I didn't get a chance to
eat out.

Come in.

Get down that chimney.

I can't do it.

I can't do it.

No, no, no, wait a minute. I'm sweating.

after your kids.

And we'll be going soon.

Aren't you going to be, you know,
lonely?

Yes, well, I... I expect I will be a bit
lonely at first.

But that's to be expected after being
surrounded with children for so many

years.

Someone once said, people are lonely.

Because they build walls instead of
bridges.

I guess I'll just have to build some new
bridges, won't I?

Well, time for prayers and lights out.

You have a big day tomorrow.

How does one build new bridges?

But I expected you to call our signal.

When I didn't hear from you, I assumed
you had a change of heart and were

releasing Tattoo.

Releasing him?

Are you demented?

The only way you'll see him again is if
you pay the price.

Well, that's become difficult.

The paperwork in transferring the island
is much more complex than I first

anticipated. It may take weeks.

Weeks?

Look, I don't think we want Fantasy
Island after all.

That could be a very wise decision.

Exactly. Look, why don't we keep it on a
strictly cash basis?

Ten million dollars for the life of your
little friend.

A bargain, really, when you consider the
priceless worth of a human being,

particularly a rare individual like
Tattoo.

But I'll need time.

At least until noon tomorrow.

Oh, and one thing more.

This time I must speak with Tattoo. To
be sure he's all right. You got it. Noon

tomorrow. Here he is.

Hi, boss.

How's it going, Red Chief?

Well, you heard him. Start collecting
the ten million.

Good morning. I was hoping you'd fly by.

Oh, sister.

You came too.

What's a man without his friends or
company?

Oh, come on. Pepper.

Hand on my hand.

Sister. Hand on my feet.

You got it?

Here we are for today's sample parent.

Hey, why so glum?

Oh, he gets like that every once in a
while.

I guess we both do.

I mean, those people want to adopt us.

But you wish your real mom and dad were
still alive?

How do you know?

That's how I first came to Fantasy
Island.

Just about when I was your age. You mean
you're an orphan too?

My parents were killed in a plane crash.

Mr. Work was the best friend they ever
had.

And they asked that if anything ever
happened to them, that he would raise

Mr. Worksman's very nice.

Oh, he is.

But that didn't stop me from crying
myself to sleep every night.

Until one day I realized that wasn't
what my parents would want for me.

They'd want me to be happy and to go on
with my life.

And that's what your mom and dad would
want for you, too.

You've just got to be happy, go on with
your life, and help choose your new

parent. But what if you don't know who
to pick?

You'll know, Mark.

In your heart, you'll know.

But what if we don't?

Well, then you'll just have to trust Mr.
Rourke. He very rarely makes mistakes.

Come on.

Don't tell me, let me get.

Superman and Wonder Woman.

Hi, I'm Craig and this is Ellen. Hi.

Well, I think you're in good hands. For
the time being, anyway.

Thank you, Cindy.

Bye -bye. Bye, Cindy.

Bye, Cindy.

Bye.

Oh, I've got a fresh batch of cookies
coming out of the oven right now.

That's what I love about my wife. No
subtlety at all.

Say, you know, a couple of years from
now, you two could be in my class.

What are your favorite subjects?

Rabbits. Rabbits? Yeah, they kind of
come out of my hat. Oh, I see. My

reputation precedes me, huh?

Well, I don't know about rabbits.

Take a look at this.

All right.

Got the cone.

Now I need to feed a little milk.

Oh.

Oh, no. Now, the milk into the cone.

What?

All right, that's enough milk.

Hold it down there.

That's what I call evaporated milk.
That's neat. When it comes to magic,

virtually nothing Craig can't do.

I'm afraid Mr. Rock feels the same way.

He's asked me to put on a magic show at
lunchtime, but there's no way.

Why not?

I need a couple of assistants.

Can't do the show without help.

a share of the ten million to travel.

I've always wanted to see Uganda.

Can't be.

There he goes. Come on.

There he goes.

I'll cut him off downstairs.

Abahuba! Abahiba!

He wants us to meet him on the old swamp
road at the north shore of the island

this afternoon.

What'd you say?

What time's it now?

All right, children, now watch very
carefully and see if you can figure out

this is done.

Would you believe that my little girl is
in this box?

No.

All right, then. What about this box?

Do you believe she's here?

No.

Okay, what do you think about this box?

She's got to be in this box.

What do you say?

No.

All right, then. You know and I know
she's got to be in this box.

And this magic wand will confirm it.

Are you in this box?

Yes.

Rebecca, would you please come out now?

I asked for Rebecca.

Your mark.

Now, Rebecca, will you please come out
this time?

Of course.

Now, where's the two?

Stay there.

We'll let you have a look at them.

Alphonse, bring him forward.

Hover, hover.

You heard what the man said.

March.

Now, when I give you the orders, stick
your head out of the bushes so I'll walk

and get a good look at you.

Reach for the sky, meatball.

motion that has nothing to do with us.

We have the situation completely under
control.

Where are you? Where are you? Tattoo,
are you all right?

Hi, boss.

I'm having a ball.

Good. Take care, Tattoo.

He's in the clearing.

Me running out on my buddies when I'm
having so much fun?

Hey, guys, I want to stay with you all
the time.

Well,

I guess that's the price you pay for
being a performer.

While everyone else is eating, you're
working.

That's okay.

We didn't mind. It was fun.

So, you like Mr. and Mrs. Samuels, huh?

Oh, yes.

And the same can be said for Mr. and
Mrs. Drake?

Yeah, we like them too.

Well, tonight, when we see Mr. Rourke,
you'll have to decide which couple you

like best.

Which couple you want to be your mother
and father.

Who do you choose, Monsieur?

Oh, no, you don't.

I'm not going to influence your choice.

Miss Ewell, how come you never got
married and had kids?

Oh, I did have kids, Rebecca.

I had hundreds of them.

But they weren't your own, weren't they?

What Mark means is that there weren't
any that you could hang on to.

Either they were adopted or they grew up
and moved away.

Well, they were mine for a time.

And I was grateful for that.

Not even a parent can hang on to a child
forever.

Especially if you love them, you must
give them their freedom.

I just thought of something.

What's that?

Now that you won't be stuck with us
anymore, you'll have time to get married

have your own family.

That's a great idea!

I'm tired.

And I don't want to go yet.

There is so much stuff we can do
together.

I'm having so much fun.

Hold him!

No, no, I'm sorry. I don't give handouts
to vagrants.

However, if you're willing to work,
there is plenty to do in the kitchen.

It's me, Cornelius.

Oh, I am so sorry.

I didn't recognize you.

What? You look terrible.

Never mind the way I look.

We brought him back.

Look, forget the million dollars.

Give us $10 ,000 and he's yours free and
clear.

Oh, I'm sorry.

I really don't think I want him back
just now.

Everything has been so nice and peaceful
during his absence, you know?

$5 ,000.

Okay.

A measly $1 ,000. But that's my last
offer.

No, I think the $10 ,000 figure is
acceptable.

I always said you were a very fair man.

Then we have a deal.

You pay me $10 ,000 to take him back.

What?

Then we have no deal?

But he's your friend. You've got to take
him back. I'm afraid not. I'm sorry.

But where do you expect me to come up
with that kind of money?

Well, there is plenty to do in the
kitchen. Two of you working the dinner

for tonight, breakfast and lunch for
tomorrow, room service orders.

You do that, and I'll call it even.

Why quibble over a few thousand dollars?

Never! Tomorrow my price goes up. Doug.

Alphonse. Bring him in. How

much did you get, chief?

He got 600.

600 bucks?

No, 600 chickens.

That's how many you have to clean for
the banquet tonight.

Uh, you can't miss the kitchen. It's
right down the corridor.

Oh, uh, and, um, happy chicken flicking.

Never flicked a chicken before.

What do you do? First you flick the
chicken, then you boil the water? Or

you boil the water, then you flick the
chicken? I don't know.

Miss Neva?

Oh, yes.

Yes, my friend.

A home just wasn't the same without you.

Go on.

Mr. Rourke?

Yes? We think we know who we want for
our parents.

If you agree, of course.

Tell me.

I think you have made a very wise
decision.

Now I think it's time to tell the
others.

Go on. Go on.

Mr. and Mrs. Drake.

My sister and I, we both think you're
super.

We love the scuba diving and all that
other stuff.

Mr. and Mrs. Samuel, Mark and I had so
much fun being a part of the magic show.

And we both think you're so very nice.

And I do want to learn how to play the
piano.

And I... Now, children, you must tell us
which couple you want me to choose to

be your parents.

Neither one of them.

What Mark means is that we want Miss
Ewell to be our parent.

But that's impossible.

I mean, Mr. Rourke has done such an
excellent job selecting two sets of

prospective parents. And anyway, if I
were to adopt you, that would mean

breaking a firm rule I've always had.

that children must have both father and
mother.

But you are a mother and father.

Who taught me swimming, horseback
riding, and baseball.

And sewing and reading and everything.

Please, Miss Ewell, please adopt us.

I don't know. I can't.

Miss Ewell, I think you have to.

From what the children told us about you
the one day we had them, you already

are their parents.

I hate to break into assistance, but I'm
afraid the lady is right.

As for your adoption rules, didn't they
also provide that the parents be someone

the children love very dearly?

Isn't that really the most important
thing?

Well, yes, I...

I always tried.

That was part of... You really do want
me?

More than anything.

Well, then, it's settled.

The children are yours.

Bye. Goodbye, Drake.

Drake, goodbye. Bless the journey.

Goodbye. Thank you.

Mr. Rourke, thank you from all three of
us.

My wish was for the children to choose
their own parents, but I never dreamed

would be me.

Why not? This is Saturday Island.

Miss Ewell.

Someone as unselfish as you deserves a
fantasy all her own.

We hope you like yours.

Oh, I love it. And I love them.

And I love all of you.

Thank you.

You're welcome, and congratulations,
Miss Yule.

Rebecca, Mark, goodbye.

Bye -bye. Bye.

Bye -bye.

Bye.

Alphonse, I want you to know you did a
fine job in the kitchen.

Anytime you want a steady job, it's
yours.

Forget it.

All we want to do is get on that balloon
and get back to the mainland.

Oh, I'm afraid today's flight's all
booked up.

Even if it weren't, the balloon fare is
beyond your pocketbook.

Well, after all, you still owe me quite
a bit of money for Tattoo's rescue.

But don't worry, I've made other
arrangements for your trip back.

You can work your way over on board the
boat.

The SS Dumpwell is a garbage scout.

Yes.

Oh,

here comes the skipper now.

Don't. Don't make him mad.

He has a horrible reputation.

Oh, and if you have any time, which I
doubt very much you will, try reading

this.

Snap it up, you lovers, and make ready
to stow your gear.

We sail with the tide.

Now they want the bilge to drain before
this.

Have to!

Have! You never cleaned a bilge before.
What do you do? First you boil the

water, then you... Gee, boss, I'm going
to miss them.

It's not every day that I've got such
good guys to play with.

By the way, boss, what was that book you
gave them?

One they should have read before they
came here, The Ransom of Red Chief by O.

Henry.

Bye.

So long.

Bye.

Bye, everyone.

Goodbye, everybody.