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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.