All language subtitles for fantasy_island_s03e21_jungle_man_-_mary_ann_and_miss_sophisticate

Smiles, everyone.

Smiles.

Is that Jungle Man?

Yes. Mr. David Farley, the actor, is no
doubt better known as Jungle Man than by

his own name.

What has he been doing since the TV
series ended?

Very little, my friend.

Playing the role of jungle man for over
a decade, typecast him so badly that he

hasn't been able to find any work at all
for the last two years.

But I read about him making personal
appearance in fairs and things like

Yes, he was making his living that way
for a short time.

But now even that activity has been
forbidden to him.

Forbidden? Yes, you see, the producers
of his old series own the name Jungle

Man. They have obtained a court order
barring Mr. Farley from ever appearing

anywhere in his former role or costume.

So it is Mr. Farley's fantasy to have
one last grand adventure as Jungle Man,

the role he came to love more than his
own life.

Ah, that young lady is Miss Mary Ann
Carlin.

possibly the most famous ventriloquist
in the world.

I remember her.

I saw her act in Paris.

She's fantastic. She's wonderful.

She is ostensibly here for an engagement
in the Fantasy Island Supper Club, but

she's actually come to us with a much
more serious problem.

What problem can she have? She's young
and beautiful, and she's a great

Miss Carlin fears she's paying too high
a price for that success.

You see, every person has a very complex
system of behavioral patterns, which we

call personality.

Some patterns are good, some bad.

In the case of Miss Carlin, she has
divided too many of her personality

with her puppet, Valerie.

How do you think that part of her
personality lives in her puppet?

Precisely. What's her fantasy?

To separate herself from this Jezebel
half of her personality, at least for

weekend, so she can sort out her life
and determine which of her personalities

is dominant. What she must face is very
dangerous.

If she should fail,

the Valerie part of her personality
could become the instrument of her own

destruction.

My dear guests, I am Mr. Rourke.

Your host, welcome to Fantasy Island.

How do you like my ring, darling?

Omar gave it to me.

You remember Omar, that oil man?

It was part of our divorce settlement.

Oh, I remember.

Omar was your third husband.

Fourth. I made him a millionaire.

Of course, he was a multi -millionaire
when I met him. Oh,

he wants to marry me again to get back
some of the money I married him for.

Oh, I think I'm getting a migraine.

Valerie,

I am appalled that you'd marry somebody
just for money.

No, no, darling.

You don't marry for money.

You divorce for it.

Is that all you ever think about is men?

Men and money? What about love?

Romance?

Oh, Marianne, you're so common.

Why must you be a wet blanket?

Don't your juices flow?

Honey, what you need is some young
blood.

I have young blood.

Why keep it in such an old container?

And speaking of old... Ah, that's
enough, Valerie. Thank you, ladies and

gentlemen, for being such a nice
audience and for wonderful being with

Speak for yourself.

Most enjoyable, Miss Garland.

I love your act. Thank you.

Tattoo, Mr. Rourke, I'd like you to meet
my manager, George Reardon. How do you

do? How do you do, Mr. Reardon? Hello.
How do you do, sir?

Aren't you going to introduce me, dummy?

After all, I am the better half of the
act. I mean, who goes to see plain Jane?

This is my colleague, Valerie.

How do you do, Valerie?

I know, Valerie.

Say goodbye, Valerie.

One of these days.

If you are ready, one of our drivers
will take you to your bungalow now, Miss

Cotland. Of course.

I'll meet you later for lunch and
dancing and writing.

Let's have some fun.

As soon as I get settled in. All right.
Nice meeting you. Our pleasure, sir.

Well, Mr.

Riordan seems very fond of you, Miss
Carlin.

It's mutual.

He don't seem to know why you're really
here.

He doesn't.

Part of my reason for wanting to get my
head straightened out is so we can find

out how we really feel about each other.

I see. And are you worried that he might
find the Valerie part of you more...

intriguing or appealing or fascinating
than the Marianne.

Well, Mr. Powley, are you ready for your
fantasy?

Ready.

I've been waiting for this chance for
the past two years, ever since my

television series was canceled.

You're keeping good shape.

I train for this role like a fighter
trains for a shot at the championship.

Maybe harder.

Because in a way, I... I don't know, I
kind of became the character.

I am Jungle Man.

Or at least the old me was.

Which, as the producer's lawyer said,
makes me an obsolete man.

It's kind of hard on the ego being
called obsolete at 37.

You don't want to hear it.

Even if it is true.

Boss, maybe we could help him to suit us
for his health.

Thanks, Tattoo.

But give me this one last fling as
Jungle Man is all I ask.

Oh, your fantasy will be more than just
an acting fling, Mr. Farley. It will be

real.

Okay, I'm in your hands.

Well, the other characters from my
television series, will they be there

Mara, your wife, yes.

Your enemy, Derek Haskell, the white
hunter.

Prester John, your faithful native
friend. And Princess... Rima. Princess

You know, you know what I mean.

They sound kind of corny, don't they?

I don't know, maybe we were.

Our stories were just simple, good
versus evil. The audience loved it.

We all did. I still watch the reruns.

That's why I need this fantasy.

If I can become that character one more
time, being strong, confident, able to

handle things, maybe when I come back I
can put the pieces of my own life

together.

If it doesn't work.

You understand, Mr. Farley, your fantasy
has been one of the most difficult

we've ever attempted, hasn't it, or two?

Aye, boss.

Yes, the people from your past, whom I
just mentioned, will be there.

Alive. In the same way that other famous
fictional characters, Oliver Twist,

Sherlock Holmes, Sir Galahad, and
Hamlet, can come alive.

with motives, passions, and honesties
true to themselves.

Pick up where I left off?

Not quite.

They got in your life of their own. So
you must understand, Mr. Farley, you

have no script to follow.

No stuntmen in dangerous situations.

You will have only yourself to rely on.

And since it will all be real, if you
are killed during your adventure, Mr.

Farley, you will be dead a very long
time.

Ma, are all of it real?

I couldn't ask for more than that, Mr.
Roark.

When do I start?

Now.

Just through that door.

Good luck, young old man.

What's he talking about? There's no way
out of here.

Mr. Rourke...

It's

happening. Rourke did it.

Please come in. Thank you, Miss Howlett.

Are the accommodations satisfactory?

Yes, they're beautiful, Mr. Roy. Oh, I
am very pleased.

But what happens now?

First, I must ask you if you are sure
you want to go through with this.

Oh, yes.

Are you willing to risk the many
possible dangers that will confront you?

I have to.

Valerie's influence and personality
frighten me, Mr. Rourke.

I'm afraid she wants to take possession
of me. And I've got to get her out of my

mind for 48 hours so I can decide what
to do with my life.

That is precisely the danger.

You see, I can only accomplish what you
wish by making an ultimate extension of

your split personality.

What do you mean?

I must make the division absolutely
complete by giving life,

apparent life, to your other half.

You mean bring Valerie to life?

But that's impossible. She's a wooden
dummy.

Miss Carlin, this is Fantasy Island.

Things are possible here which can occur
no other place.

I'm sorry, but there is no other way.

So you must decide if you want to risk
it.

Risk it?

I'll do anything to be completely free
of her for a weekend.

Very well.

Yes.

And how do you feel, Miss Carlin?

Wonderful.

I've never felt freer or better.

I am so pleased.

Oh, and I don't want to waste a minute
of it.

In fact, George asked me to have lunch
with him and take a tour around the

island. I'm going to find him right now.

She's a very stupid girl.

No. A very nice girl.

Very vulnerable.

But she really didn't understand what
she said.

This is a contest to see whose
personality is dominant.

Hers or mine.

That's true.

She thinks she might want to leave this
island without me.

She's half right.

I think only one of us will leave.

And it'll be me.

Even if I have to kill her.

Sir John, old friend. It is good to see
you.

What is wrong? Do you not recognize me?

I know you, jungle man.

What are you doing?

Your question reveals how long you have
been away.

I collect poison from Kumbo plant for
war arrows.

War?

What is happening?

In a special ceremony tomorrow, Princess
Rima will sign a paper to sell our land

to foreigners.

They will strip our soil for minerals.

And my people will die.

And so will our way of life.

But many others will die with us.

Who convinced Princess Rima to sign
these papers?

Have you forgot, Derek Haskell, as you
forgot those of us who called you

I did not forget you or your people.

Master John, I only wish I could explain
so you would understand why I've been

away.

Well, it matters no longer.

What will happen now will happen.

Have you been to your home?

I'm going there now to see Mara.

Goodbye, jungle man.

Wait.

This war you plan, give me time to find
another way.

Your words are like your presence.

Too late.

I don't think I've ever seen you
happier.

Well, maybe it's because I'm free.

Free of what?

Oh, just free.

Dinner later?

Yeah, I'll be ready at 8.

Hello.

Sweet, sweet Marianne.

Well, I'm sure you have more to look at
than I do.

Why do you dislike me so much?

Dislike you?

I hate you.

For the same reasons you hate me.

You've been thinking of getting rid of
Valerie, haven't you?

Well, have you ever stopped to imagine
that Valerie's been thinking of getting

rid of Marianne?

Now, look, lady, you've had the best of
it. When the act was finished, I was

stuck away in that box.

Now, I was the passion in this twosome,
and I was locked up and I had no place

to spend it.

Look, I'm sorry.

I didn't even know you had feelings.

You didn't know?

Well, what does that change?

I'm a part of you, but you're not a part
of me.

That means that you can feel my pain and
my passion, and

I can't feel any of yours.

Now, my dear, I'm going to make you
suffer the way you

made me suffer all those years in that
trunk.

Just show me the way to destroy you.

Thank you.

That's really pretty.

Would you like to have a dress like
that? Yes.

Oh, beautiful.

Isn't she gorgeous?

Wait, I have another one for you.

Thank you.

Hello, Mara.

One day you kissed me and you said you
would be home before sundown.

I waited two years of sundown before I
came here.

Now I have a new life.

And in this day you come and say hello,
Mara. Well, I have news for you.

Mara has nothing to say to you.

You made a mistake to come back.

A bad mistake, Jungle Man.

I have business with Rima.

We'll talk later, Mara.

I own her now.

We'll talk about that later, too.

If you live that long... I'll live long
enough.

Aren't you going to say hello, George?

Who are you?

Someone that knows a great deal about
you.

Me?

How?

You wouldn't believe it if I told you.

Don't you feel that somehow you know me
too?

Yes.

Of course you do, George.

You don't understand that now, but you
know it's true.

You can't help yourself.

I'm part of something you love.

Mr. Rourke, I had a strong feeling you
wished to see me, Mr. Farley.

Look, it's not working out.

It was bad enough when my real life was
wiped out, but now my fantasy life is

being wiped out, too.

Things have gone to hell here with
everybody I care about.

I can't even explain why I've been gone
for two years.

Not to Prester John, and especially not
to Mara.

How could they understand?

You disappoint me, Mr. Farley. It seems
you failed.

Failed? It's not my fault. Oh, you told
me you were Jungle Man. I believed you,

but you were thinking and talking like
Mr. David Farley, unemployed actor. Wait

a minute. Do you wish to leave Fantasy
Island and leave those people to their

fate? Is that your concept of the
character you said you had become?

Is it?

The alternative is to continue your
fantasy, to be Jungle Man.

A man of action and above all, courage.

A man who lets his actions speak for
themselves.

And as I recall, in nearly 300 episodes,
a man who never explained anything

to anybody.

Isn't that the simple directness you and
the audience loved?

There is a jungle man's world your world
if you

make it you You

know,

mr. Rourke Beginning to see what you
mean

I'll find a way

Stop it!

Oh, please!

I've come to see Princess Rima.

So,

my

jungle man returned.

I must talk to you, Rima.

Are my kisses so unpleasant?

I want you to stop the sale of the land,
to destroy the papers.

Rima, you know the people as I do. You
know they will die.

But then you will be rich, you and
Haskell.

And you too.

If you will join me.

Be careful, jungle man.

If you're not my lover, you will be my
enemy.

Destroy the papers, Rima. Don't be a
fool.

Then I will stop you.

You know, letting him go was a mistake.

No.

I have a better way of beating him.

Good morning.

My, don't you do look terrible this
morning, dear.

How could you?

Oh, now, now. You should be thanking me,
actually.

Didn't you enjoy our little romance?

I loved it.

Don't you know that you can't lie to
yourself?

You were the puppet this time, and I was
a puppeteer.

How'd you like it?

Did I pull the right strings?

Did your lips kiss back?

Did you feel his hands on your body?

Stop it!

Stop it!

Is that what you said last night?

Stop it.

Is that what you've always said to
George?

Stop it, George.

George? Of course it was George.

After all these years, I finally beat
you to it.

Well, at least you know what you've been
missing.

And now so does George.

You are sick.

No.

I'm merely everything that you've always
suppressed.

Passion. The joy.

The ecstasy.

All the reasons for staying alive.

And that's exactly what I intend on
doing, sweet, innocent little Marianne.

Live.

Marianne will die.

Valerie will live.

Saw Princess Rima.

She plans to go ahead with the sale of
the land.

I told her I would stop her.

With your help, I will.

How can you do that?

Our army will be invisible, therefore
countless and magical.

We will fight as we did in the old days,
together.

We will defeat Derek and Princess Rima.

These are not the old days.

But we will fight together, this one.

The last time.

Simple way to establish dominance.

But it worked.

We have a very special show planned for
you tonight, dear, sweet little

Marianne. No.

Shut up!

You'll speak only when I give you
permission to speak.

Remember?

Let's see now.

What would my little puppet wear?

No, certainly not one of my costumes.

Something more primitive.

Yes.

This will do quite nicely.

Don't you think?

Tonight, I will be Miss Sophisticate.

And you?

You will be the dummy my own creation
myth

unsophisticated

What are

you

doing here

I come here often.

What about you and Derek?

Do you think that if I wanted to be his
woman, I would have waited so long?

I could build our home strong again.

And how long will you stay before you
disappear again into the world beyond

jungle?

You are right.

I won't lie to you.

I must leave again tomorrow.

Then take me with you.

Back in civilization, I can't even
support myself.

Mara, I'm not what you think I am.

I'm not strong.

And what is to become of me?

If you're telling me to go and to be

Haskell's woman, this is my answer.

The time has come, my friends, for the
signing ceremony.

A new day is about to begin for this
land.

A time of plenty, of progress, of
opportunity.

Penguin cannot be signed.

Feed him.

I said feed him.

The jungle around you is filled with
death.

Now destroy the papers.

Do you really believe I've ruled all
these years by being so stupid?

You're beaten, jungle man.

Take all your men and tell them to take
those silly blowguns and leave now.

Or else she dies.

I'll hear you two.

Release my wife or it will be you who
die.

Come on, you're stalling.

Now bring her here.

No, he's bluffing.

What's it going to be, Haskell?

I told you we should have killed him.

Well, Derek Haskell's not going to die
for you or any woman.

Let her go.

I never would have given in.

I know.

Goodbye, Rima.

Jungleman, will we meet again?

Ladies and gentlemen, I'm delighted to
have you here this evening for this

special farewell performance.

Of my little puppet.

Or more correctly, my little dummy.

My alter ego for these many years.

Marianne.

Oh, yes, yes. I know it's sad.

But this is definitely the last time she
will ever appear.

Anywhere.

Not that anyone ever took much notice of
her.

It's me they're looking.

Check the action, honey.

When you were a little girl, they
probably called it fluid drop.

They call it something else now.

Girl power.

Will you please pay attention?

Look at her.

If you dipped her face in batter, you
could probably make a gorilla cookie.

Talk about a figure.

This morning, she came in my room and
tried on my bikini.

Have you ever seen a pair of pliers
wrapped in a band -aid?

Take a good look, honey.

When you're gone, these will be mine.

sole means of support.

You know, sometimes I think Marianne
wouldn't even move a splinter unless I

her to.

Watch this.

Fight her, Miss Garland.

Look inside yourself.

Find your own dominant strengths and
traits.

Believe in yourself, Mary Ann.

It's the only way.

Fight her.

Break a spell.

I've won, Valerie.

All over.

Put that down!

Thank you.

I'm free, Mr. Rourke.

Thank you.

You're a most courageous young woman,
Miss Garland.

It is time to go, Mr. Farley. Your
fantasy is over.

Mr. Roerich, I just can't leave.

Mara is my wife and I love her.

These are my people.

If I go with you, I go back to being a
pathetic, obsolete human being.

That would kill me.

I see.

Well, it's a highly...

Unusual request.

But if you wish to stay here, it can be
done.

You realize, of course, that such a
decision is irrevocable.

We wouldn't have it any other way.

In that case, goodbye, Mr. Fudd.

Jungleman.

Goodbye, madame.

Goodbye, sir.

Thank you, Mr. Rourke, for saving my
life.

What are you going to do now? Are you
going to start all over again with a new

kind of puppet?

Puppet? Yes, well, I've heard husbands
call that before.

We're going to be married as soon as we
get home.

Oh, I am very happy for both of you.

Goodbye, Mr. Rourke. Goodbye, Mr.
Reardon. Goodbye. Goodbye.

Boss, you really did it this time. I
love happy endings, and I want to...