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Smiles, everyone. Smile.

Mr. Morris Binstock.

Claims adjuster for the John Henry Insurance Company and his eight -year

son, Barney.

Is he here for the John Henry Insurance Convention?

Partly.

He's worried about his relationship with his son. You see...

Ever since the boy's mother died several months ago, he feels as if his son has

drifted further and further away from him.

But please look okay to me. Look, he's reading Eagleman comic books. That's a

sign of a good test.

Yes. But how does an ordinary father compete with a comic book superhero for

son's respect and admiration?

He can't. No ordinary man is a match for a fellow crime fighter.

Which is why Mr. Binstock's fantasy is to become...

Eagle Man.

Him become Eagle Man?

Boss, are you kidding?

It's Rochelle McKenzie.

She worked her way through college as a waitress and is now a graduate student

in journalism at the University of Illinois.

What a fantasy, boss.

To complete the thesis for her master's degree and at the same time break the

biggest news story of the decade.

What story?

to locate and interview the infamous Dr. Arthur Gates.

Dr. Arthur Gates?

What? He's been missing for two years. The police all over the world have been

looking for him and can't find him.

What?

Can you give her a fantasy?

Can you really find him?

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

Welcome to Fantasy Island.

Ah, Miss McKenzie, please.

Mr.

Rock, I... Well... Please, sit down, Miss McKenzie.

Thank you.

Now, what can I do for you?

I feel very foolish.

About what, Miss McKenzie?

Everything.

My fantasy, even being here.

At one time, it was all so clear and exciting.

When I was waiting tables at the hash house near campus, I would fantasize

writing this great thesis for my master's, and I dreamed it would be

and job offers would just pour in from the New York Times, the Washington Post,

Associated Press.

Then, well, two years ago, when Dr.

Gates disappeared with all that money,

And after a while, when no one was able to find him, I latched on to that story.

Realizing that if you could find him, when the FBI, Interpol, and all the

news services in the world had failed, your fortune was made, so to speak.

Then you, Stanley, meeting a modern day, if somewhat tarnished, Dr.

Livingston. Am I right?

You must admit it read very well.

I did my homework.

I know every breath the man's taken from his cradle right up to the moment he

disappeared from his office and was never seen again.

Look.

A one -time boy genius.

He received about every humanitarian award known to mankind.

He had the mightiest touch. Everything worked for him.

Then one day, two years ago, he received a phone call on his private line and

just disappeared.

Then... Of course, three days later, it was discovered that $10 million in cash

was also missing.

I covered every lead looking for him.

I followed every cold trail, nothing.

I was about to give up until I heard about Fantasy Island.

You're my only hope, Mr. Rorkin.

Now...

And now you feel foolish.

You're a grown -up woman living in a real -life world where things like

fantasies don't really exist.

Something like that.

A man who answers the description of Dr.

Gates has been reported on the island of Mentu nearby.

Are you serious?

How soon can I get there?

Right away, if you wish.

But I must warn you.

Going to Mantu Island alone would be most unwise.

There is a problem on that particular island.

You see, years ago, when a mining company operated there for a time, there

trouble.

An ugly situation.

Since then, a small segment of the population has warred. on all strangers

there.

And don't forget, Dr. Gates is a fugitive from justice. He himself

could be dangerous.

Well, I really appreciate your concern, Mr. Ward.

But I can't turn back now.

Thank you.

Do you come here often?

Often?

Nobody with any sense comes here at all.

I'm telling you, lady, the knaves around here will kill you if they get the

chance.

Well, have you heard of a white man being here?

I've heard rumors, but like I say, I wouldn't trust anybody on this island.

Well, take care of yourself, lady.

Look at this one, Tattoo. Eagle Man versus the laser beam bandits.

Eagle Man just jumped off the roof of a burning hospital with a nurse clutched

in his boot.

I already saw it. Do you know the one where Eagle Man gets his wings caught in

the helicopter?

Um... Excuse me, Tattoo.

I just want to tell Barney I'm going to be visiting with Mr. Rourke for a while.

You want some lunch, son?

No thanks, Dad.

Wait till you see this Eagle Man, Tattoo.

He just captured a whole army of monsters single -handed.

Don't ride a bicycle for two weeks.

Hey, isn't that Maury Binstock?

He must think he's too good to associate with us peasants. Maury, baby, over

here.

How you doing?

Hey, hello, Hal. Listen, I can't talk to you right now. I have an appointment.

Anything you say, big fella.

I just wanted you to know that...

I'm expecting H .H. Moran to name me as new vice president of the company

tomorrow, and I thought that maybe you'd like to be the first to congratulate

me. I'd be glad to, if and when Mr. Moran chooses you. And I expect you to

the same if he picks me.

You?

Maury! You're always kidding. He's a card, isn't he? He's a card.

Maury! Maury never changes.

Mr. Beanstalk, that gentleman seems very competitive with you. Hal Ripley. He

and I are the leading candidates for the company's new vice presidency.

Sometimes I think he preferred getting it over my dead body.

Oh, I see. Well, a vice presidency could be quite important.

Perhaps, Mr. Beanstalk, you should consider putting off your fantasy for

concentrate on the political aspects of your company's convention.

Well, I really want that vice president, Mr. Rourke, but regaining my son's

respect right now is more important to me than any promotion.

It could mean opening yourself to possible ridicule, Mr. Beanstalk.

Are you willing to subject yourself to the slings and arrows of your fellow

If that's what it takes, yes.

I'd do anything to regain his respect.

Very well, then.

Let us begin.

What are we doing back here in my bungalow? I thought you were going to

me into Eagle Man.

No transformation is possible until Eagle Man enters his nest.

That's a nest?

It's amazing.

Oh, it looks just like Eagle Man's nest in Barney's comic book.

Will you look at all this junk?

Oh, I assure you, this is not junk.

Every article in the Eagle Man arsenal and wardrobe has been painstakingly

designed to transform mild -mannered Morris Binstock into Eagle Man, fearless

feathered foe of the forces of evil.

For instance, these are Eagleman special knockout darts.

Hey, if these things worked, they'd be like flying blackjacks.

The Eagleman semi -bionic eagle feet, complete with super -resilient bouncing

pads for tall leaps.

The Eagleman custom -tailored body stocking.

It might be a little tight in the drumstick, but it will loosen up.

One set of Eagleman wings.

Oh, wow.

And finally, the Eagleman headdress, mask, and

Eagle beak.

Oh, Mr.

Rourke, this may sound silly, but, uh, listen, when I get all this stuff on,

will I be able to fly? Oh, no, no, Mr. Beanstalk, no.

We did try to rig a small rocket below your tail feathers, but that seemed

destined to produce nothing but a barbecue.

You see.

However,

this gun shoots this line anchored to this scaling iron, and you can use it

climbing.

And by the way, all this equipment has been field tested and engineered to

create the illusion of incredible physical feats.

All with complete safety, of course.

Oh, sure.

to help you.

Watch him.

Dr.

Gates? Come on. Dr. Gates, what are you doing?

I am Mr. Rourke, your boss, and I'm in a hurry.

Oh,

hi, boss.

Hi. How do you like our new act?

You think we're ready to go on the stage?

Let me see you do it without moving your lips. Go ahead.

I think we need a little more practice.

You sure do.

Let's go to your room and rehearse.

That's a good idea.

Hey, boss.

He talks.

Really? Well, that's amazing, the two.

You did it.

What? Come on, boss. You did it.

Thank you.

This is where I say Dr.

Gates, I presume. You know, like Stanley and Livingston.

There is definitely a parallel here.

Stanley thought Dr.

Livingston was lost, but he wasn't.

Livingston knew exactly where he was. He just didn't want to be bothered by

meddling outsiders.

I'm not lost either.

I'm right here where I want to be.

And your arrival here definitely complicates my life.

Wait a minute, Doctor. It would help if you let me know what's going on. If you

know what's good for you, you'll wait right here till I come back.

Wait here.

You'll be okay.

Are you all ready, Mr. Binstock?

Make an entrance as befit a fearless superhero.

But be very careful of your...

Semi

-bionic feet.

Boy, these things really work. I mean, I took one little step.

Yes, yes, perhaps you should try to walk...

Well, how do I look?

Oh, I'm sure you have no difficulty convincing your son that you are the

Eagle Man.

Great. All I have to do is go to him and show him how I look and... And he'll

lap his socks off.

I can't pass for a superhero.

Unless he were to see you do something heroic.

What did you have in mind?

A small dramatic scene which has been arranged by the swimming pool, complete

with victims and villains who have rehearsed their parts to perfection.

Okay.

Barney, why don't you read your Eagle Man later? I need your ice cream. It's

gonna melt.

In a minute, Tattoo.

I just want to finish reading Eagle Man and the Porcelain Man from Mark.

Porcelain Man just sneaked into a police headquarters disguised as a bathtub.

Okay, youse people.

Nobody move.

This is a stick -up.

Don't give my boys no trouble, and we won't give youse no trouble.

Just toss your money and your valuables in the sacks and shut up about it.

Okay, shrimps.

Ante up.

Get lost, brother.

The only thing I have for you is this.

Oh, a wise kid, huh?

Ozzie.

Make him cough up.

You got it, Curly.

You left my friend alone, you big turkey.

Forget it, kid.

Nobody can help you or your friend now.

Not even Eagle Man.

Don't bet on it, Curly.

The Eye of the Beholder tattoo.

Nothing is foolish to Mr.

Beanstark so long as it brings him closer to his son.

Run it to my nest, then we'll talk about it.

Hey, Dad, I'm so proud of you.

I can't wait to tell the guys. Oh, no. No one was ever no, son. Not ever.

Oh, yeah.

That's right.

I'll never say a word.

That's right. I must be the luckiest kid in the world.

And I'm the luckiest guy who's going to make vice president.

Dr. Gates thought you might like something to eat.

Excuse me, doctor. I'd like to talk to you.

I have traveled a long way to get your story.

So, you're a reporter.

I hope to be.

Perhaps it's time the world heard my side of the story.

You mean I can get the interview?

Um, would you mind a reporter?

Well, Dr.

Gates, I guess for starters, I would like to know why you're living like

You mean for a man who ran off with $10 million, this seems rather shabby?

Yes, that's the gist of it.

How about I didn't steal $10 million?

How about I didn't steal a dime?

You're denying this?

Dr. Gates, three different grand juries indicted you.

There's a mountain of evidence against you. Miss McKenzie, for a couple of

thousand years, there was a lot of proof that the world was flat, but that

didn't make it so.

But if you're innocent, why haven't you gone back to clear yourself?

I'm sure I can prove that it was the treasurer of the company that stole the

money, but proving that has to take second priority to much more important

things right here.

Dr. Gates, what could possibly be more important?

This is something I've told no one.

It begins 30 years ago.

I was a young med student.

I had a small inheritance and I invested it in a mining operation right here on

this island.

It was fantastically profitable.

When the veins ran out, I was so well fixed, I didn't think anything more

it.

Until I learned how my enormous profit was really made.

How they treated the natives when the mine was operating.

They've been slaves.

Abused.

Eaten.

By media, correctly.

cases were driven out by the villagers and became the outcasts. It was their

of handling the problem.

The man you saw, Man Corps, was badly burned as a boy.

Grew up and became the leader of the outcasts.

It's late.

You'll be safe for the night in that hut.

Oh, Doctor, I'm sorry. I still don't understand.

If you're innocent, you should go back and prove yourself or seek some kind of

help. I haven't time, Miss McKenzie.

Good night.

Great fisherman, Dad. Thank you. I never would have known what bait to use.

Why didn't you tell me you ever knew so much? Well, I guess we just haven't had

much time for talking together lately, Barney. Maybe I've been too busy with my

work. Maybe I've been too busy reading your, I mean, Eagle Man's comic book

adventures. Now I don't have to read them. I can watch them firsthand.

Good morning, Mr. Beanstalker. Good morning, Mr. Rourke. Morning.

Morning. I understand you passed up your company dinner last night, huh? Mr.

Rourke, I've been to plenty of company dinners. I'm sure I wasn't missed. Hey,

Barney, why don't you go home there and start cleaning those fish?

All right.

I'm gone. Bye, Mr. Rourke.

Bye, Barney.

Oh, right there.

Well, he certainly seems to appreciate you now, Mr. Beanstalk.

Your guise of Eagle Man must have been very effective.

I think it's just what Barney needed to get him out of the shell that he went

into when his mother died.

He's starting to talk to me now and tell me how he feels and even respect me as

a person.

Last night we must have laughed and talked until midnight.

If this keeps up, I'm going to have my son back again, Mr. Rourke.

I just know it's going to work.

Oh, that's fine.

That's fine.

I'm sure your relationship with Barney will become everything you wished for.

Although he might be disturbed when you tell him the truth about your Eagle Man

fantasy.

I'll take that chance.

And thank you, Mr. Rourke.

I thank you from the bottom of my heart.

Looks all healed.

Any pain?

Good as new.

This morning I sent word to Man Corp that I was coming into his forbidden

to treat a very special patient.

This is his answer.

What does it mean? It's a warning to stay away.

Tomu, please escort Miss McKenzie to the beach and stay with her until her boat

comes. Doc, doctor, I can't leave now. There's so much I don't know and don't

understand. Just do as I say. I have to go now. You're going to go in spite of

the warning? I have no choice.

This special patient is my last chance, my best chance to reach these people.

If it means challenging Mancourt to prevent that, that's the way it'll have

be. To move? No, but Mancourt...

Oh, no. Why do I have to leave now? What is the doctor doing?

It is better if you aren't here in the village.

Why? Dr. Gates is afraid they may blame you if something happens to him.

Blame me?

Before you came, Dr.

Gates was very careful. He never challenged Moncourt, only tried to show

that he could be trusted.

Now that you have come, Dr. Gates says he has no time.

Tom, this is my fault.

No, I can't leave now. I have to find the doctor.

Tomo, please, take me to him.

Maybe I can help. You don't want to see him killed, do you?

Okay, but we must hurry.

Now I have a motorboat reserved for ten, and I figure we'll hit the outer

islands by noon and spend the rest of the day digging for clams and treasure

hunting.

Hello,

Barney Biddlestock speaking. Who's calling, please?

Hello, Tattoo. The boss told me to call you about another Eagleman adventure.

He thought you might like to do your stuff again for Barney's sake.

Well, that's very nice, Tattoo, but... I don't think that's necessary now.

You never know.

The boss think that maybe you need, you know, insurance.

Look, this is...

Come to Bangalore 12.

Bring the kid.

And just tell him that a man has been taken hostage by Tarantula men.

And Eagle Man must save him.

Well, okay, if that's what Mr. Rourke wants.

Bye, Tattoo.

It's how the outcasts signal each other in the jungle.

Why?

That's how the children found each other when they were driven out. One would

cry. Another would come.

Hurry, this way. Oh.

Dr. Gates, please, don't go over there.

My special patient is over there.

So is Mancor, who is waiting to kill you.

If you can't believe in something enough to risk your life for it, you're not

alive.

You must understand that, Miss McKenzie.

You risked everything to find me, didn't you?

Yes, I did.

But Mancor wasn't waiting to kill me.

I know.

But I believe that maybe this once...

At least, Mancor's need for me is stronger than his bitterness.

If you're going over there, I'm going with you.

That's my special patient.

Mancor's son.

Mancor, don't!

Mancor! Mancor, don't!

Very sick.

But I think I can save him now.

How did you find out about it?

His mother sent word.

Man Corps would have let him die before asking for my help.

But once I save the baby, he and the others will trust me.

I've made the first crucial step, Miss McKenzie.

You'd like for me to hold off publishing my story?

I won't blame you for doing what you have to do.

I'd better take care of him.

You won't hate me for it?

No.

Goodbye.

Tomo will see that you've got back to the boat.

Good luck.

Relax, son.

You never can tell what danger lies behind that door. A man's life might be

jeopardy. Dad, I'm an eagle man.

Be careful.

Hal. HH.

Boss. Come on, gang.

Let's hear it for Eagle Man.

Morrie, you old turkey.

You know you look positively certifiable. Do you know that?

You know, if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed it.

Morris, the company has no place for such ridiculous, childish play acting.

And I'm sorry, too. We had a...

Brilliant future planned for you.

He's not play acting.

It is true, Barney.

You see, I... I'm sorry, Barney.

Touching. Very touching.

In a minute, we bring on the violins.

All right, all right.

Morris, haven't you a few words to say for yourself?

No. The most important thing in my life just ran out that door.

I'm going after him.

Barney? Barney?

I'm sorry I lied to you.

I didn't know what to do.

I love you so much.

And I was losing you.

Ever since your mother died, it was like you were growing further and further

away and... I mean... Your whole life was

becoming evil, man.

I'm just an ordinary man, Barn.

I don't know how to compete with that.

With a superhero.

Guess I don't blame you for hating me.

I love you, Barn.

Dad?

I love you, too.

Just like I am?

Miss McKenzie, you just returned from the island where Dr. Gates is reported

have been seen.

Tell me, did you talk to the doctor?

No.

You didn't?

I'm sorry, gentlemen, but that's all there is.

Okay, cut it.

Sorry, Miss McKenzie, but...

This is a bust.

Pack it up.

It was the story of a decade.

Mr. Rock, did Dr. Gates cure the baby?

Yes, he did.

Well, he still needs time to finish his work.

And so do I.

What kind of work, Miss McKenzie?

I have two stories now.

I'm going back to uncover who really stole the $10 million.

Then later, when everything is right, I'll go back to Mentu and tell Dr.

whole story the way he'd want it.

I wish you the best of luck, Miss McKenzie.

Thank you.

Thanks for everything, Mr. Roach. Oh, there is one more thing.

What's that?

It's formal notice from H .H. Moran of your appointment to the position of vice

president of the John Henry Insurance Company.

Me? Are you serious?

Well,

Barney, I hope you appreciate how much trouble your father went to in order to

reunite the two of you.

Yes, sir, I do.

That's good.

That's good.

Thank you, Mr. O 'Rourke.

Goodbye, Mr. Beastart. Goodbye, sir.

Goodbye, Tattoo. Goodbye, sir. Come on, Barney.