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Good morning, Mark. Good morning, Tattoo.

Smiles, everyone.

Smiles.

He

looks

like an athlete.

An athlete?

Oh, yes, yes, of sorts.

Is he famous? Should I know him?

No, no, Mr. Ned Pringle is a popcorn vendor with a circus, but with a

dream. He is in love with a beautiful lady who, we might say, is far above

His fantasy is to bridge the distance between them.

And Miss Velda Farini is certainly worth looking up to.

Velda Farini? Of the world's famous trapeze act?

She is so sheltered, so guarded, that no stranger can get near her.

But here on Fantasy Island, we make happy handing.

Happy endings?

No, not exactly. The two women provide the stuff that happy endings are made

And from that, each guest must fashion his or her own destiny.

That attractive young lady is Miss Harriet Winkler. She was recently

Mr. Denny Palumbo, better known as one half of the performing act Denny and

Trish.

But Denny is married to Trish. Not anymore.

They were divorced a few months ago.

And Mr. Palombo has been trying to put a new act together without her. He's on

Fantasy Island right now, rehearsing for the premiere performance of Denny and

his dynamite dolls.

Miss Winkler isn't sure she can trust Mr. Palombo with his beautiful new

partner. She would love to be able to observe his every move unnoticed.

Her fantasy, therefore, is to become invisible.

Invisible?

Boss, can you really do that?

Let us just say that it remains to be seen.

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

Welcome to Fantasy Island.

And now the management of the Fantasy Island Playhouse proudly presents the

inimitable Denny Palumbo. That's me, of course. And his dynamite dolls.

Okay, hit it.

No, no, no, no, no, girls. You can't close up here. You're covering the star.

You've always got to leave this much space for me, okay?

I know, I know. You guys work it out, okay? I'll be right back.

So, Morty, what do you think?

I got to go work on promo.

Oh, and, Morty, I don't want to see anybody, okay?

The dynamite dolls are certainly well -named.

If Denny's temptation is proof around those two wild donkers, I know I'll have

nothing to worry about. Well, I'm surprised a young lady as lovely as you

even have such a concern.

Like you, Miss Winkler. That's right, that's right.

Oh, thanks.

I just don't want this marriage to be a mistake for either one of us. You

understand, Mr. Roark? Completely, Miss Winkler.

Oh, it looks great, Brutus.

Keep your fingers crossed, Calprin.

The world is full of pretty girls, Mr. Rourke. Girls with their feet on the

ground. I have to fall for a beautiful snowbird.

She doesn't even know I exist, Mr. Rourke. Then why should she?

How will I ever get to meet her?

There is only one way, Mr. Pringle. You must become a member of the Farini

troupe. Me?

A trapeze artist?

Come on, you've got to be kidding.

No, not at all.

By a fortunate coincidence...

The flying Farini sat at this moment in winter training right here on Fantasy

Island.

Here? Felda's here?

You will soar beside her on a trapeze.

Ah, come on, Mr. Rourke. To be an aerialist, you practically have to start

cradle. You forget this is Fantasy Island, Mr. Pringle.

If you'll step into this room, Mr. Pringle, your adventure will begin.

Will you take this pouch, please?

Dust some into the palms of your hands.

It looks like the kind of powder trapeze performers use to help their grip.

But this is a very special powder, Mr. Pringle.

You want to fly, don't you?

Sure, but it doesn't seem possible.

If you have enough faith and courage, Mr. Pringle,

anything...

Hey, kid, what are you waiting for?

Not bad, eh, Mario?

Not bad.

Looks like you finally found the man who placed me.

Why did Mr. Palumbo's manager, Morty Green, refer to you as Calpurnia?

Brutus and Calpurnia are pet names, I guess you'd call them. Those are the

we played when we did Julius Caesar in ninth grade English. Ah.

I've known Morty all my life. I see. In fact, he introduced me to Denny.

Oh,

no, not at first.

Actually, Denny had a bad reputation of being a girl chaser when he was married

to Trish.

Morty said that she was always clawing at him.

But I guess they were just unhappy and acting kind of childish.

Yes, unhappiness is the time -honored justification for infidelity.

But, of course, you will never give Mr. Palombo cause to be left unjoyful when

you become his wife.

I want a good, lasting marriage, Mr. Rourke.

And it wouldn't be fair to Denny if I go into it having any doubts about him.

Most commendable.

Shall we step inside?

Thank you, Dutroux.

There is a fluid.

And this vial, Miss Winkler, which, when sipped, will render you completely

invisible for short periods of time.

But is it dangerous?

No, no, no, not at all.

Not in itself.

Only in the consequences of Miss Winkler's own actions while she is

Oh.

I'll take that responsibility, Mr. Rourke.

Very well, then.

I don't feel any different.

But you appear different.

Oh, it worked.

But my clothes.

This looks silly.

Oh, I am sorry, Miss Winkler. I forgot to mention that the potion does not

affect clothing.

Now, to be completely invisible, you must remove all garments.

If you could see me now, you'd be watching me blush from my head to my

Achoo! I was waiting.

Thank you.

Another thing you forgot to mention, Mr. Rourke.

Achoo!

It's drafty.

Excuse me, please.

I should have adjusted the air conditioner for this occasion.

Well, here goes nothing.

Boss,

the handkerchief.

You gave it right to her.

How did you know where she was?

Oh, no.

Pop, you can see her.

Hey, kid.

How was it, Mr. Perini?

Not bad.

Not bad at all.

Of course, you don't got much experience.

I can tell.

But you'll learn.

Thank you, sir.

The job's only temporary.

Until my leg mends.

Sure, I understand.

Okay, now listen good, kid.

I got rules.

You work.

Every day you work.

No carousing at night, no gambling, no drinking, no chasing girls. Lights out,

tan, sharp.

With us, you live like a priest, and that's your altar.

Trapeze. Of course.

You move in right away, that tent.

I want the crew to pick up your gear from the hotel.

That'll be just fine, thank you. One more thing.

My daughter, Velda, she's only 18.

She knows nothing about the outside world.

Outside working hours, you keep away from her or I break your neck.

Personally.

Please, Denny, be the wonderful guy I know you are.

Girls, that's the spot. You understand?

There are two of the wiggle, and then we step off with a kick of the left foot.

I wish you could get that. Oh, it's just so difficult for me, Danny.

Maybe if we worked on it alone, just the two of us.

Well, don't mind me.

You two get it together, and I'll nap until it's my turn.

Later, Danny.

Okay, Rosanna.

All right, Rose, where do you want to start?

At the beginning, silly.

Rose, look, we are here to rehearse, you understand?

Rehearse. That's fine by me, but isn't this a better act?

Rose, what are you doing? Take your hands off him, you tramp.

Rose, look, I'm going to marry Harriet, and I don't want to mess it up by

fooling around again.

I can make you forget little Harriet.

Look, knock it off.

Why, you miserable creep.

What's wrong?

in your hat. We open tomorrow.

Rose!

Rosanna?

Don't you even want to look at what you're missing?

I said goodbye.

I mean goodbye.

This is goodbye.

Don't come back till you're ready to rehearse the act.

Nobody manhandles me. You can forget the act. I quit.

Rosanna, you can't quit. We have a contract.

Rosanna!

I can trust you, my loyal daughter.

I'm going nuts.

Morty!

Morty!

Okay, everybody, take five.

Well, that's really nice. I think you're on a winning streak there, kid. Thank

you, Mario.

I think you can really be a permanent member of the crew.

When you've got it all, you've got the strength and the weight and the size and

the timing.

But above that, you seem to have the confidence. You seem to move through it

as if you couldn't miss.

I get the feeling you're leading up to something, Mario. I am.

Something that's never been done before. Something that...

Something that I almost perfected, but... But you fell. Tiny

fraction of a centimeter. I came off the edge of the safety net.

But I'm telling you, it can be done, and I can teach it to you.

Teach me what?

Quadruple. Four complete somersaults in midair.

From bar to catcher. I'd break my neck.

I'm telling you, it can be done.

Sure, by you, when your leg gets better.

Oh, sure, my leg will get good enough for me to get back in the act, maybe as

a...

He's a catcher.

I've had to face that fact.

See, it's up to you, Ned.

I can't. You do it.

And my old man won't ever let you out of that troupe.

He'd even let you marry Velda to keep you in.

And then you'll really be a member of the Fidinis.

You think about that.

If you have enough faith, There is nothing you

cannot do.

Remember that.

Well, I may not have the greatest reputation in the world in some

but I'll tell you one thing. No one can ever say that I didn't give him a

straight deal.

I'm going to call the Vegas booker and tell him to cancel the play date.

Oh, no, Denny. You can't do that.

Oh, come on. Face it, Harriet. Even with the dynamite dolls, the act wasn't

gelling. It was forced and it was obvious.

It just didn't have the class that...

You know, Trish and I had it.

Oh, don't look so worried. It's not your fault those stupid dames walked out on

me. I sort of feel it was somehow.

Excuse me for a minute, honey. Sure.

Mr. Rourke.

Ah, Miss Winkler.

What? You look unhappy.

Please sit down, won't you?

Isn't your fantasy going well?

Oh, to tell the truth, Mr. Rourke...

I feel like such a sneak.

Oh? My fantasy was selfish and self -centered, and I deserve what I got.

Denny doesn't deserve what I gave him.

I've got to make it right somehow.

Make what right?

Please, Mr. Rourke, let Denny play the Fantasy Island Playhouse as a solo act.

But the contract calls for an ensemble act.

That's right, that's true. I'm afraid there is nothing I can do for you, Miss

Winkler. I'm terribly sorry.

Of course, Mr.

Morty Green might be able to arrange a last -minute substitution for the

dynamite dolls.

Otherwise... Isn't that Trish with Dennis' ex -wife

and Mr. Green?

Why, yes.

And if I am not mistaken, the gentleman with them is her new fiancé.

Oh, no.

Why would she come here?

She and Denny hate each other.

Now, don't yell, but look who's here.

Ah! I told you not to yell.

My, my, my, my.

I see you haven't lost your way with words, Denny.

Well, isn't it nice to bring old friends together?

See, I ran into Trish at the bar, and I thought, what the heck, wouldn't it be

great if I brought her over here to say howdy? I wouldn't say howdy to her if I

was Gene Autry's son.

Who's the unlucky man?

This happens to be Kenneth DeJong of DeJong Hendricks and DeCobin Investment

Bankers.

My future husband.

How do you do?

Well, better than you, obviously.

Well... Let's all act like adults and bury the hatchet.

Fine. I know exactly where.

I mean, let's address ourselves to the problem at hand.

Denny needs a new partner here to do this job.

It's a very important gig because some Vegas bookers are coming here to check

him out.

And I was thinking, wouldn't it be great if this would mark the return of Denny

and Trish?

Tell woman chasing Mr. Palumbo that I wouldn't work with him again if he came

crawling to me on his hands and knees naked with a flower between his teeth.

And you can tell Bimbo de Plenty here that I wouldn't set one foot on a stage

with her till she puts a gag in her big mouth for five minutes, which for her is

a physical impossibility.

Trish, at least talk to him.

I'm gonna get smashed.

Look, you two need each other whether you know it or not.

Mr. Rourke, Denny has to play his date here. Show business is his life.

It's Trish's life, too. She'd be bored to death without it.

But you can see how they feel about each other.

Well, maybe I can change that.

You can?

I've got to.

I love him.

And if working with Trish again makes him happy, then that's what'll have to

happen.

But how will I do it?

Well, they just told us what would make them forgive each other.

A gag for her and a flower in his teeth.

Felda, it seems to me I've had this dream before.

Me too.

And I always knew it was going to come true.

That one day, a handsome stranger would come swinging into my life and...

You

know, apart from my brother.

You're the only man I've ever been alone with.

Maybe I can do something about that.

Your father and brothers, they wouldn't be looking for you now, would they?

No.

I made sure they were all asleep.

Oh, Ned.

I have so much time to make up for them.

And so much to learn.

Forgive me, darling, for your own good.

For once I can do what my heart wants to dream of long before I do.

And it was just the wind. For

once in my life I won't let sorrow hurt

me, no.

This is crazy.

Gotcha.

Forgive me, darling, but you need Trish for just a little while.

Are you trying to tell me something?

Look, I don't know how you did this, but I will never forgive you.

Ah, Danny, it's a nice gesture.

Meaningless, but nice.

Now, why don't you go on and get dressed?

There

is

only one thing that matters to me.

The flying Fedinis.

The quadruple will keep us at the top.

Ned is only a beginner.

Papa won't allow it. Papa's gone.

Gone to talk to the circus representative about next year's tour.

time he returns tomorrow for that press preview, that kid will be ready.

No. I won't let you do this.

The family comes first.

You're the Ferrini.

And don't you forget it.

And if you try to stop me, I will be forced to tell Papa.

where the little jewel of his life has been spending the wee small hours.

Now that we understand each other, sister, it's time to go to work.

Remember.

to keep Trish quiet for five minutes.

belt sometimes, but I never had to chase my pants before.

Well, you have been under a strain.

See, Silent Trish?

Silent Trish?

I wouldn't miss it.

She did it for me, Morty.

She put the gag on.

Thanks, Trish.

Appreciate the gesture.

Velda, I want you to know what you've done for me.

I'm happier than I've ever been. It's all like a dream.

It is a dream, Ned, and it had to end.

What are you talking about?

I want you to leave.

Don't listen to Mario.

Quit today before you get hurt.

He told you about the quadruple. You could be killed.

Listen to me, Velda.

I can't explain. You'll just have to take my word for it.

Nothing's going to happen to me.

I can lick the quadruple and I can make our dreams last forever.

Ned, let's go.

Ladies and gentlemen, reunited for today at least, I give you Denny and Trish.

Seems like old times having you to

walk with.

Seems like old times having you

to talk with.

And it's still a thrill just to have my

own.

Write about that tempo, Morty. We'll put a couple of gags in here.

We haven't seen each other for a long time. Why don't you ever write me? I was

going to, but I couldn't spell.

Oh, come on. It wasn't that bad for us, was it, huh? I gave you a few laughs now

and then, didn't I?

Uh -huh.

Your mother and your brother.

Making dreams come true.

Doing things we used to do.

Things like old times, being here with you.

What do you want to go and get so angry again for? I missed you, sometimes.

Go ahead, hit me over the head with that.

Sure you missed me.

Poor Danny.

all alone with nobody to talk to except the coarse line from the Rossi. Ha, ha,

ha.

Yeah, well, I'll tell you something. The reason I fooled around so much is

because you kept putting me down.

I'll tell you something else.

I'm sorry I did.

You are?

Yeah, and I'll tell you something else.

I'm sorry I hurt you. And I'm mostly sorry because we kept acting like kids

the time.

You know something, Danny? What?

I wish I could have shut up once in a while.

Cruel gags aren't too funny.

Especially when they're costing your husband.

Ladies and gentlemen, we have been working on a new and absolutely unique

maneuver.

A feat that only the flying Fellinis would dare to attempt.

So we have gathered you here today so you may witness a world's first.

Dad, I can't let you do this.

You saw me in practice yesterday. Not a hitch.

But the smallest mistake.

It could happen any time.

Oh, Ned, I love you so. Please don't.

Believe in me.

I know I can do it.

No tears. Show me a smile.

That's my little snowbird.

Ladies and gentlemen, here on the island, we do not have to conform the

States regulations, so the flying Ferrinis will work without a safety net.

For the first time ever, anywhere, the Flying Fellinis presents the Quadruple

Somersault.

The press is waiting, Mr. Pringle.

What seems to be the problem?

I can't make it, Mr. Rourke.

I dropped the pouch.

I see.

Most unfortunate.

What am I doing up here? I must be out of my mind.

Well, it's a little late for self -analysis, Mr. Pringle, don't you think?

Felder was right.

This is all a crazy dream.

A groundling in love with a snowbird.

Every man has been in love with a snowbird somewhere, sometime in his

Pringle. You've got to get me out of this, Mr. Roark. Oh, I'm afraid that's

of the question.

Your fantasy must run to its natural conclusion.

However...

That need not be an unhappy one.

Observe, Mr. Pringle.

What is he waiting for?

Isn't that strange?

He doesn't seem to be having trouble with his leg anymore.

Perhaps it was all in his mind.

Good luck, Ringo.

Mr. Rourke!

What is wrong with you?

I changed my mind.

I'm not going through with this. You lost your nerve.

Like you lost yours, Mario, after your fall?

You came up the ladder just now like a monkey climbing a banana tree.

Suddenly, there's nothing wrong with your leg.

Maybe there never was, except in your mind. That's a lie.

Is it, Mario?

You used your accident to cop out.

To avoid doing the quadruple again, just like you used me.

I ought to throw you off of here.

How about throwing yourself off into the quadruple?

Use this pouch.

It's special.

You can do it.

You can make it.

You can make it.

You can make it.

thank you

Ned and I love each other.

And you're just going to have to get used to that.

No.

You care of my sight before I break your neck.

Papa, no.

Papa.

Papa, you can't keep Belle the case up forever.

And Ned, he's going to work with us.

Papa, face it, you're not getting any younger. One day you're going to want to

retire. Somebody has to take over the act, manage it.

Ned knows the circus. I had him checked out when he first came to us.

Papa, it's time for this family to have some new blood.

Papa.

Maybe we start a new generation of

families, eh?

Welcome to family.

That dude told me you called, but I have no idea you wish to leave so soon.

Well, thanks to my fantasy, I found out more than I bargained for.

Then he can be trusted, all right.

But not to love me, because... he never stopped loving Tricia in the first

place.

Then it means he never was right for you.

Doesn't it?

Hmm?

Yes, it... It does.

And I really hope they'll both be happy.

You are an exceptional young lady, Miss Winter.

I shall try to arrange an early flight to the mainland for you. Will you excuse

me?

Ah, good afternoon, Mr. Green.

Have you got any plans besides throwing yourself in the ocean, Calpurnia?

Stop calling me that stupid name.

We're not in ninth grade anymore.

Yeah, I guess you're right. We're both grown up.

Morning.

Why did you introduce me to Denny for in the first place?

To tell you the truth, I thought if I could impress you with one of my

you'd give me a tumble.

I thought we could build our own life together like Brutus and

Calpurnia.

Well, Brutus is married to somebody else and

Calpurnia is Caesar's wife.

Anyway, you're not looking for partnership.

Relax, Brutus. It's a fellow Shakespearean scholar.

Harriet?

Calpurnia? I love you, Brutus.

I love you too, Harriet, but where are you?

Oh, Calpurnia.

Ah, Mr. Pringle, the daring young man has come back to Earth with his

Miss Marini, we're both very grateful, Mr. Roarkin.

Are you going to go back to your traveling session?

Just long enough to sell the popcorn concession.

Then we join the rest of the family in Chicago for their opening and our

wedding.

I wish you both great happiness.

Thank you. Thank you.

Goodbye. Goodbye. Goodbye, Miss Farini. Goodbye.

Another happy ending.

Indeed, Gatou.

A man never knows what he can achieve until he reaches for a star.

Ah, Miss Winkler, Miss Green, or is it once again Calpurnia and Bruce?

Well, either way, Mr. Rourke, my fantasy has come true.

You too, Mr. Green?

Let's say the best thing that ever happened to me was going to the Hot

Lagoon.

Oh, thank you, Mr. Rourke.

Ah, thank you.

Goodbye, Mr. Green.

Ah, as you have remarked, the two...

Another happy ending.

You're right, boss.

A man never know what he can achieve in a heart like hers.