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Thank you.
Good morning, boss. Good morning, Tattoo.
Smiles, everyone.
Smiles.
Who's that lady, Bob?
Miss Rowena Haversham, or the Kentucky Havershams.
Her family has long been known for breeding champion racehorses and
Did her accident have anything to do with jumping horses?
She was injured in a fall from a horse when just a young woman.
Her career jumping horses had barely begun and suddenly it was all over.
What's her fantasy?
Miss Havisham's fantasy is to be made young again.
So she can have the chance to win the prize she's always dreamed about. The
ribbon.
Oh, that should be a... A snap.
Sometimes the simplest things, Tattoo.
They're not so simple after all.
That guy sure knows what he's doing, boss.
That's the personality Mr. Danny Clements wants to present to the world,
truth. The truth is he sees his life as an empty failure.
What's his fantasy, boss?
To turn his life around and make a new start.
Millions of people have that dream, boss.
Yes, but Mr. Clements is willing to gamble everything to make his dream a
reality.
Everything?
Everything, including his life.
My dear guests, I am Mr. Rourke, your host.
Welcome to Fantasy Island.
Good boy. Good boy.
In your hand, Ethan.
Oh, I'm sorry.
Are you okay?
Oh, I should be asking you that question.
My wheelchair must have startled your horse.
I should know better. Except my own horses, they're used to the contraption.
You have horses? Oh, yes.
Didn't mean to go scaring the daylights out of your horse, though.
What's his name?
Candy Kisses. And I'm Crystal Denny.
Delighted to meet you, Crystal.
I'm sorry, Quetzal. I'm being rude.
This is Miss Havisham.
Havisham? Are you one of the Kentucky Havishams?
That I am.
Well, your horses are famous.
You must have tons of blue ribbon.
They've won their share over the years.
Not me personally.
I almost did once, but I was in an accident and I was disqualified.
If I could never ride again, I don't think I'd ever stop crying.
The only thing worse would be losing candy kisses.
You do love your horse, don't you?
More than anything else in the whole world.
Except my Uncle Jim.
You were supposed to meet me, Crystal.
Oh, I'm sorry, Uncle Jim, but I met this nice lady and we got to talking.
Uncle Jim, this is Miss Havisham. And this is my friend Tattoo.
How do you do? Very pleased to meet you, Jim Denny. You've got a charming niece.
Charming and late.
I'm afraid you'll have to excuse her. I'll be on an appointment with a
prospective buyer.
But Uncle Jim, Candy Kisses is going to win this time. I know it.
You have an awful lot more confidence in him than I do, honey.
He's never won anything yet.
But that's my fault, not his.
Why don't you produce that song yourself?
I'm sorry, Crystal. I've made up my mind.
We can't afford to keep a loser, honey.
No blue ribbon, no Candy Kisses.
This is his last chance.
It's awfully nice meeting you folks. If you'll excuse us, please.
But of course.
Come on. Goodbye.
Bye. Goodbye.
who regards himself as a failure, you are very relaxed, Mr. Clemens.
Well, I'm always relaxed, Mr. Roy.
That's my problem.
You see, I've relaxed myself right out of every job I ever held.
Either that or some gorgeous gal comes along and I get tangled up in her
problems pretty soon.
Another job down the tube.
I know the problem.
Anyway, I intend to change all that starting right now.
May I ask, how do you hope to pull it off?
Pull what off, boss?
Well, that too. You see, Mr. Clements wants me to help him get inside one of
most feared island prisons in the world.
One from which no one has ever escaped.
No one ever escaped and you want to go in?
Why?
I want to rescue one of the prisoners.
A man known only as Kodiak.
I've heard he's a double agent with information vital to the United States
government.
A most dangerous undertaking, Mr. Clements.
But the government is willing to pay a $250 ,000 reward to whoever breaks
out.
And I've got a plan.
Everything I need to pull it off is right here in this duffel bag.
If you could just get me inside, Mr. Roark, I'll not only bust Kodiak out,
I'll buy myself a new start in life.
What will you do if you succeed?
Buy a boat.
Here. Maybe do a little charter work during the tourist season.
Very well.
Will you excuse me, Tatum?
Your destination, Mr. Clements, a modern -day devil's island deep in the heart
of a revolution -torn foreign power.
The island is located some 300 miles to the southwest.
Now, take the picture, Mr. Clements.
Look at it.
Very carefully.
Study every detail.
Concentrate, Mr. Clements.
Think of nothing else.
Nothing.
Where are we?
Yes, you are now where you wanted to be, Mr. Clements.
It's the prison.
A prison, yes.
But how?
I mean, what?
Mr. Rourke, the big duffel bag. It's vital to my plan.
I am well aware of that.
Your duffel bag is hidden on the roof of that building, ready when you need it.
That's terrific!
How did I... I mean, how did I get here?
Who's she?
Colonel Eva Maldonado, the prison commandant.
She has a reputation as an accomplished executioner.
And those young ladies with her are her elite guard. They won't hesitate to
shoot you down.
Yes, I understand, Miss Habersham. Of course.
But are you absolutely sure that winning the Blue Ribbon is what you want more
than anything else?
When I do that, I will be totally happy.
Except for one thing.
And what is that, may I ask?
A girl I just met, Crystal Denning.
I'm sure you know her.
Yes, I do.
Did you know that her uncle planned to sell her horse?
My dear Miss Havisham, Mr. Denning has the right to do with candy, kisses,
whatever he wishes.
He has been Crystal's guardian since the unfortunate death of her parents.
Well, raising a child is an expensive proposition.
And if Crystal doesn't win the purse tomorrow, her uncle will have no choice
to sell her horse, I'm afraid.
But Crystal won't win tomorrow.
That's what I came here to do. Yes.
Yes, that is the fantasy you have requested and the one I have agreed to
you.
But perhaps there is no reason to worry.
Mr. Denning is doubtful that his niece will be able to even qualify for the
competition.
Well, that is a relief.
I wouldn't want to be responsible for Crystal losing her horse.
Of course.
Of course. Now, when did my fantasy begin?
Very well.
Then... take this riding crop, Miss Ambushan.
Now grip it tightly.
That's right.
Close your eyes.
Remember your last ride.
Let Rock know, please. Close your eyes, Miss Houcher.
Let the memory of that day flow through you.
Concentrate.
Concentrate.
That's right.
No. The joy of writing.
The air rushing through your hair.
And that is exactly what you are, Miss Havisham. See for yourself.
Oh, it's true.
It's true.
Yes, Miss Havisham. For the next two days, you will be young and strong. Your
injuries do not exist.
And you are able to ride as before, like the wind.
Mr. Rourke, this is the happiest moment in my life.
Follow me.
I knew you'd come. We were told a member of the Freedom Front would be arriving
any day to help us plan our escape.
No, no, no. I don't think I'm the guy you're looking for.
But of course you are. You're obviously not a prisoner.
Well, no, no. I'm not a prisoner.
No, it's all right.
We've been expecting you.
I'm Gina.
Hi, I'm Danny. Danny.
Um, who's this woman you keep talking about?
Come on, I'll show you.
What's happening to me?
Mr. Rourke, it feels so wonderful to ride again.
Your form is excellent, Miss Havisham. Excellent.
There is only one other rider on Fantasy Island who can touch you. And she will
be your chief competitor tomorrow.
Crystal Denny.
But you said she wouldn't qualify.
Oh, I beg your pardon, Miss Havisham. I believe I said her uncle doubted that
she would.
Hi, Mr. Rourke.
Great news?
Yes. Congratulations, Miss Denning. Miss Denning, may I present Miss Rowena
Havisham? Oh, I met another Miss Havisham this morning.
That would be my aunt.
Please, call me Rowena. Okay.
Are you in the competition tomorrow?
Yes, I am.
How about a little competition right now?
First three obstacles?
Okay. Here goes.
She's good.
I don't like this a bit, Mr. Rourke.
Surely, Miss Havisham, you want to know the thrill of winning the Blue Ribbon.
You didn't expect it to come to you without a contest, did you?
No, of course not. Of course.
Excellent. Miss Denning, excellent.
Don't you agree, Miss Harsha? Yes.
You're very good.
Thank you.
Your turn.
Mr. Mork, she's terrific.
I'll lose for sure.
You must have faith in yourself, Miss Denny.
And in candy kisses.
You're going to be hard to beat, Rowena.
Well, I've been at it a little bit longer than you have.
Well, just don't get your hopes up too much.
I'm going to win that blue ribbon tomorrow.
Because I have to.
Sorry, Crystal.
But not this time.
Thanks a lot, Mr. Wong.
Who is he?
His name is Danny.
He's come to help us escape.
Whoa! Wait a minute.
Uh, I didn't say that.
Look, I understand your caution, but please relax.
We're not criminals.
We're being held hostage here because of our father's politics.
The Gryllith have taken over the government.
I can only take one other person out of here.
I mean, that's the plan.
Then you must change your plan.
That's impossible.
Or I will call the guards.
On the other hand... Yes?
All right, give me a minute here. I've got to rethink this.
First of all, you know a man called Kodiak?
I can take you to his cell.
Is he important to you?
Well, yeah. In fact, you might say that everything depends on me seeing him.
Well, I don't understand, but we're forced to trust you.
However, if you should betray us or try to leave without us, I warn you, one
scream will bring the guards and very quick death to you.
You're Mr. Denning?
Yes. I'm Rowena Havish.
Oh, are you on a relation to the Miss Havisham I met earlier? She's a very
distinguished -looking older woman in a wheelchair.
Only distantly. We hardly ever see each other.
Well, beauty must be a family trait.
Thank you.
May I get you some champagne?
That would be nice.
Then we can get down to business.
Well, I don't know what business I could have with you, but whatever it is, I
think I'm sure tremendously.
I hear you have a horse for sale.
Candy kisses, I believe?
Well, not anymore.
You change your mind?
No, I made a deal this afternoon.
At least I heard a very interesting offer.
I have to give my answer tomorrow, and I can tell you right now it'll be yes.
Shall we?
Why haven't I seen you before now? Oh, I've been around.
Crystal and I had quite a workout this afternoon.
Ah, that's how you found out all about candy kisses.
Oh, no. She told me nothing at all about your business.
Good.
You know how lovely you look in the moonlight?
We must talk business.
I want to buy candy kisses, and I'm prepared to double the offer of the
buyer, whatever it is.
Why?
I have my reason.
I want that horse, and money's no object.
It's that simple.
Promise me you won't sell candy kisses to anyone but me.
All right, I promise.
Say, both of you, you promised not to sell candy kisses until after the
competition.
You just pretended to be my friend.
You just did that so you could buy my horse yourself.
Oh, no, Crystal.
That's not true.
I don't believe you.
I don't believe anybody.
Couldn't ask for more.
Kodiak? Hey, hey, wait.
Sorry. Hey, it's okay. I'm a friend. What are you doing in my room, you fool?
I got enough weather balloons on the roof to airlift you out of this joint.
Weather balloons, huh? Yeah. You must be crazy. Look, we're wasting time. Come
on, let's get out of here.
Now, why did Kodiak baby want to leave?
One more step will be into your grave.
Whoever you are, this lady's right.
Besides, this is the only place in the whole world where I feel safe.
24 -hour -a -day protection and companionship. I'm afraid that you are a
stupid man because I know who really sent you.
My former associates, the men I betrayed.
They want me out of here so they can stand me in front of a firing squad.
As you can see, his fate here is a bit more pleasant.
I shall spend the rest of my life here, and so shall you.
You shouldn't sneak up on people like that. I'm sorry.
I'm also sorry about what happened last night.
No more than I.
Please, I would like you to understand.
When Crystal's parents died, they left her a huge farmhouse, plenty of acreage
for raising horses. The only problem is, the thing was mortgaged to the hilt.
Oh?
If I don't do something soon, we lose everything.
If Crystal could win that purse today, I wouldn't sell that horse to anybody.
But that's not going to happen.
She knows deep in her heart that what you're doing is best for her.
Rowena, I don't know if you believe in old -fashioned ideas like love at first
sight, but... No, I don't. Well, I do.
And I think I've fallen in love with you.
Look, I have nothing to offer you right now except my heart.
I know I can turn that farm into a paying proposition.
And then when I have some kind of future to offer you... Jim, please, don't.
Look, you don't have to give me an answer right away.
I know we can make it work.
Come now, Mr. Clemens. You must eat to keep up your strength.
You are going to need it.
Mr. Ward.
My boy, I had to see you.
I think I need to do a plan.
Are you saying things are not going as you hoped? You know darn well how
going.
What do you mean, keep up my strength?
Oh, for the interrogation.
You see, the colonel would demand to know the names of the men she's
hire you. And she will go to any, shall we say, extremes to get them.
Mr. Ward, you've got to help me.
Oh, no, no, no, that's out of the question.
You must do it yourself.
Think up a new plan.
Improvise.
You know, the old adage is correct.
Where there is a will, there is a way.
Think of it.
Improvise, Mr. Clemens.
Improvise.
Oh, I get it.
Not the door.
Mr.
Rourke. Mr. Rourke!
Yeah, we talked... to the air?
Delirious. I told you he needed medical attention.
Here are
the
keys to the cell.
I took them from the colonel's office.
Gina, I could kiss you.
As a matter of fact, I think I will.
First of all, get the other girls out of the cell.
Second, try to keep them getting shot while we're doing this.
My dear friend, welcome.
these two exciting days of the Fantasy Island Horror.
As you know, the winner of today's Open Hunter competition will be awarded a
gold cup, the coveted blue ribbon, and a purse of $50 ,000.
We are now ready to begin the competition, which promises to be a most
exhibition. Thank you.
Crystal, can we talk?
I have nothing to say to you.
But I want you to understand, what you heard last night, it's just not what it
sounded like.
It doesn't matter, because I'm going to win this time.
I've thought about it a lot. I have two very important reasons now.
I know one of those reasons is candy kisses.
But what's the other one?
I'm going to win that ribbon for your aunt.
I'll have chances to win lots of blue ribbons, and so will you.
But Miss Havisham, she'll never win one.
I'm going to win that ribbon and give it to her.
everything's still here.
Plan B, part two, coming.
He must not be allowed to escape.
Am I prison impossible?
May I remind you, my love, that you once told me it was impossible for anybody
to even get into your prison.
And may I remind you that you're much easier to love with your mouth closed.
My darling, in any case, my elite guard will investigate every possibility.
And now, today's final contestant, saluting the judge, is Miss Rowena
number 21 on Kentucky Dream.
Mr. Rourke, I sure hope you know your stuff.
Miss Haversham leads with a score of 96 .99.
Congratulations, Miss Haversham.
Is something wrong?
Yes, there is. And I don't understand it.
I'm going to win the blue ribbon.
I've saved candy kisses for Crystal.
So why do I feel so rotten?
Perhaps there are more important things in life than winning.
I just can't rob Crystal of the joy of saving candy kisses herself.
Mr. Rourke, I want to change my fantasy.
Change your fantasy?
I'm afraid that's not possible, Miss Hattersham.
However, you should remember that the key to winning isn't that special riding
crop you carry.
Thanks, Mr. Rourke.
The duffel bag the stranger hid on the roof, it's missing from my office.
Then he intends to use those balloons to escape.
Now, where do you suppose he intends to escape from?
Right where he hid them in the first place, on the roof.
Exactly.
Here. I think you're going to need that.
Let's go.
Okay, girls, come on over there.
Crouch down here.
Hey, girls.
I came here to rescue you, and that's exactly what I'm going to do.
It'll be my future depends on it. But wait a minute. Listen to me. You don't
understand. I don't want to be rescued.
All right, get moving. I'm not going anywhere.
Oh, yes, you are. Come on. Ouch!
Come on, Dante. May I have your sidearm, please?
Girls, help them into their harnesses here.
Make sure they're nice and snug, girls.
Oh, don't worry. I checked the air currents. In about six hours, you'll be
coming down in United States territory.
What am I going to do with her?
Well, now, you haven't had any problem figuring that out so far.
You got us into this mess.
Do something quick.
Just what would you suggest, my dear?
Improvise, Bodiac.
Improvise.
Girls, we're ready for plan B, part four.
We found out. Check it out.
Jane, keep your head down.
All right, girls, we made it. We're free.
Crystal.
Oh, it's you.
I thought you'd be getting ready to accept your blue river.
Oh, don't be too hard on me. We train all our lives for this big moment.
And when it finally comes, naturally we try and do the best we can.
Well, you certainly did your best today.
Come on. Where's that spirit?
The competition isn't over yet.
Well, it might as well be. You got the highest score ever awarded in this
competition.
Listen, Crystal.
You were right, you know. You are going to win.
What makes you think so?
Because if you really want to win, nothing can stop you.
And you have the two best reasons in the world, remember?
That doesn't mean anything.
It means everything.
I tell you what.
I'm going to give you my special good luck charm.
Here. Now hold on to this and believe with all your heart that you're going to
win.
Candy Kisses is counting on you.
And so am I.
Do you really think I can do it?
Oh, I know you can.
Come on. Okay.
Miss Havisham, that was a most admirable gesture.
Oh, what else could I do?
This means, of course, that you've lost your chance to win the blue ribbon.
Oh, no.
I'll win.
Twice over.
But I'm afraid your fantasy is over, Miss Havisham.
Only the one I came here for, Mr. Rock.
Ladies and gentlemen, may I have your attention, please?
I have just been handed a score.
For the first time in the history of this exciting and difficult event, the
judge has awarded a score of 99 .99.
The winner of today's competition, ladies and gentlemen, is Miss Crystal
on candy kits.
one, sweetheart. You went all the way.
This
is
yours, Miss Havisham.
Thank you, my child.
May I ask for whom you are looking, Miss Ellen?
Oh, just a friend.
I wanted to thank her for lending me her beautiful riding crop and giving me the
spirit to win.
Well, Mr.
Clemens, you don't look happy this bright and cheerful morning.
Well, Gina's father wants her to come home immediately.
So I guess that leaves good old Boston for me, huh?
Are you sure that's where you're going?
My flight's been changed?
Instead of flying directly back to the mainland, where a grateful United States
government official will present you your reward...
You will first visit a certain capital city where a hero's welcome awaits you.
You will be the personal guest of the president.
It's a surprise, darling.
Well, with the trade winds and Mr. Rourke on our side, how can we lose?
You can't.
Mr. Rourke.
Thank you. You're very welcome.
Bye -bye, tattoo.
Goodbye. Thank you. Bye -bye. Goodbye.
How wonderful to see you out of that wheelchair, Miss Havisham.
These two had to pry me out.
But now that I've made it, there's no stopping me. All my partners.
Madness. We're going to race horses.
Lots of luck.
With a Havisham farm reputation and a champion like Candy Kisses, we can't
Thanks for everything, Mr. Roach. You're very welcome, Mr. Denning.
Thank you. Bye, Miss Denning. Bye -bye.
Well, what about it, Mr. Rourke?
Will Candy Kisses be a champion? Does the riding crop have the same power once
it leaves Fantasy Island?
Why, Miss Habersham, the riding crop has no special powers.
It doesn't, but I... The real power was in your gesture of love and generosity.
Candy Kisses was always a champion.
Thank you.
Why, Tattoo, what is the matter?
Miss Haversham has her blue ribbon, and with crystal and candy kisses around,
she won't be lonely anymore.
Oh, I was always a sucker for good ending.
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