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Good morning, boss. Good morning, Tatooine.

Smiles, everyone.

Smiles.

The former Miss Karen Saunders of Chevrolet, Maryland, and her brand new

husband, Mr. Brian Holmes, who also happens to be the director of the

Miss Saunders has inherited.

Since her mother's death several years ago, She had made every effort to solve

dark mystery in her life.

Mr. Eber?

Yes, the two.

It seems that for some unknown reason, Miss Sonder's mother kept the

of her child's father a total secret from her. And despite her efforts to

trace of him, all has failed.

Now, as a last resort, her fantasy is that here on Fantasy Island, the one

in her life will be removed.

The mystery of her father's disappearance will be solved, and the

will at last open its pages to her.

Mr. and Mrs. Fred Cooper, they have enjoyed a loving and happy marriage for

almost six years, but lately they have both felt a disconnection, a growing

apart they have been unable to stop.

Don't they love each other, animal?

Oh, on the contrary, Tattoo, they love each other very much. That is why Mrs.

Cooper has agreed to indulge her husband's fantasy.

What is it?

His fantasy is to recapture the magic of the early days of their marriage.

Mr. Cooper is confident that recreating the way they were will also rekindle the

unquenchable passion they once knew.

However, I have my doubts, Tattoo.

I'm afraid the Coopers may be in for some nasty surprises.

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

Welcome to Fantasy Island.

Ah, Mrs. Holmes.

She would like to talk to you about something very important. By all means,

please come in, Mrs. Holmes.

Have a seat, won't you?

Now, what can I do for you?

I've come to ask you a favor, Mr. Rourke.

Well, I sincerely hope I can grant it.

I never told Brian the real reason why I insisted on coming to Fantasy Island

for our honeymoon.

Excuse me, do I suspect correctly that your husband does not share your

enthusiasm to discover the truth about your father?

Yes. That's the one thing we disagree on. I see.

Brian feels that it's a waste of time and emotion.

That what my mother told me about my father is enough.

That he abandoned us. He didn't care.

Maybe your husband is right.

Maybe he was.

But I remember my father so differently.

Not his face or what he looked like, but how...

Kind and gently wiped me.

I'll never forget that.

I want to know the truth.

I understand.

And what is the favor you would ask, Mrs. Holmes?

That Brian not know about my fantasy until the time is right.

Your favor is granted, Mrs. Holmes.

And when the time is right, I promise you will know the truth.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Oh, is something wrong?

Wrong?

No, the two of them is wrong.

It's just that Mrs. Holmes is so young.

She has not yet learned that truth is a two -edged sword that cuts both ways.

Well, Mr. Rourke, this is great, but when does my fantasy start?

Watch out, Mr. Rourke. We're going into a fog bank.

Relax, Mrs. Cooper.

It's all part of your fantasy.

When do we get to see our old house?

Patience, Mr. Cooper.

Patience.

Here we are, Mr. Cooper.

138 Bluebell Lane completely restored.

By the way, your luggage is already waiting for you inside.

Well, I hope you'll find it as congenial as you did when you were first married.

It's real, all right, Mr. Roark.

Look at me. It's the old place, just the way it used to be.

There's the tree the woodpeckers almost killed.

Oh, boy.

And the gate.

The gate that I had to make myself because the carpeter was too expensive.

Well, I didn't believe it, but it's real, all right.

Gave and all.

Now, if you will excuse me, I do have other guests to attend to.

May I wish you both the very best of luck?

Bye, Mr. O 'Rourke. It's perfect!

Remember how it used to be here?

How we breezed through everything, no matter what?

Whenever a problem came up we couldn't solve, we simply made love.

We did a lot of that, didn't we?

Hey, Freddy boy!

Daddy! The lovebirds have returned to the nest. Welcome home!

Can you imagine?

Vic Fletcher right next door, just like it used to be.

Isn't that great?

That's fantastic.

Freddy boy! Freddy boy!

Good to see you again. Hey, just like old times.

You both look terrific.

Hey, say hello to Myra. Hi, Myra. How are you?

Hello? Well, somebody must have twisted the chairman of the board's arm to get

him to come back here. Are you kidding?

The minute Vic heard about it, I couldn't keep him away.

I can see why.

Right. Just having Donnie next door again is worth twice the expense of the

trip. Have you forgotten, Freddy?

I knew Donnie long before you even met her.

And I'm still mad for her.

Some things never change.

Love thy neighbor.

That's my favorite commandment.

Friend.

Oh, well, uh... Well, I guess Myra and I will leave now and let you guys unpack.

Hey, yeah, listen, why don't we have lunch together?

Honey, remember those great lunches you used to rustle up?

Uh... Sure.

Why don't I go burn something just for a little time? Yeah, burn up plenty

around you. I'm always hungry.

See you later.

Oh, boy. Sex in the suburbs.

See ya.

I know Vic's a little much, honey, but just imagine him coming all this way

to help us out.

We didn't have much when he lived here, but that's okay, because we had good

friends.

Best of all, we have each other, come rain or shine.

It's y 'all many times we're all fouled up just like it always was.

custody. Are there necessary papers here if you'll sign them?

Remove the chains.

I think it is better, Mr. Rourke, that I give you the key. You can then remove

the chains yourself after the prisoner has been secured.

I said remove them.

This man is now in my custody.

Chains are for dangerous animals.

In our country, for murderers.

We shall return in 48 hours for this one.

Good day.

to Noah Johnson, welcome, fantasy icon.

A remarkable transformation, Mr. Johnson.

That's more than just the clothes, Mr. Rourke.

Or the shower.

Or the shave.

It's knowing there are no guards out there that a man can walk to the end of

pathway or clear down to the sea if he wants to.

Just because he wants to.

Fifteen years in a foreign prison gives a man an appreciation for little things

like that.

Why, Mr. Rourke?

Why did you have me brought here?

I'm a convicted murderer.

I have no influence, no money, no future.

That's all gone now.

With my friends and family.

So I can't be of any use to you or anyone else.

You are wrong, Mr. Jansen.

Or to use your real name, Mr. John Saunders.

You can be of use to your daughter.

No, I don't have a daughter.

You're mistaken. No, Mr. Saunders, I am not mistaken.

And I have gone to a great deal of trouble to bring both you and your

to Fantasy Island.

And I can tell you that her most ardent wish is to solve the sad mystery of her

life and find her long -lost father.

Even if what you say is true, it won't work.

God knows you can understand that. It's too late.

Oh, it's never too late, Mr. Saunders.

Out of her love for you your daughter seeks to know the truth I can provide

with this opportunity whether she is indeed to learn that truth Well, that's

entirely up to you.

I wouldn't even know her if I saw her My own daughter

yes life has not been kind to either of you, but I will introduce you as a guide

As Mr. Noah Jansen, whose duty it will be to drive her about the island

sightseeing. That will give you time to observe her, to talk, to adjust.

And make your own decision as to what you wish to do. What is she like?

Oh, she's a very sweet and lovely girl, Mr. Saunders.

Yes.

But why not see for yourself now?

I should mention that she is here on her honeymoon.

With her husband, Mr. Brian Holmes.

My little girl. Yes?

It's hard to imagine her married. I know.

Then she must be very happy.

I sincerely hope so, Mr. Saunders.

I sincerely hope so.

I don't remember being so small and old -looking.

But... It's solid.

You know, they don't build them like they used to.

Forgot about the termites.

Those drapes.

I was so proud about them. They were the first pair I ever made.

Until I found out the neighbors could see through them at night when we turned

the lights on.

We should have sold tickets.

I guess we put on quite a show.

Do you remember what you said?

What? You said, let them look. It'll only make them jealous to find out how

happy we are.

Dorothea, I know things have gone wrong somehow, but I love you more now than I

ever did.

I forgot about the airport.

Using the same old runway.

Mr. O 'Rourke didn't forget about a thing.

Damn it.

Can't even get a nap around here.

Oh, if I'm interrupting you, kid, just say so.

And I'll march straight back to my room. You know I don't like to be in the way.

Aunt Bella, what a surprise. Oh, I hope so. When Mr. Rourke told me that my

favorite nephew and his wife were coming here to reminisce for the weekend, I

just locked up my condo and came straight to Fantasy Island.

Oh.

You didn't forget that I used to live with you here, did you?

No, how could we forget a thing like that?

We're very happy to have you here, Aunt Bella. Right.

Well, if you'll excuse me, I'll start getting lunch ready. And I'll pitch in

help you, Dotty dear, just as I used to after my nap.

Now then, call me, kiddies, if there's anything you want.

I only want to be useful.

Well, I guess things weren't as idyllic as I remember them, but...

It was nice, Dorothy. I'm sure about that, aren't you?

There is your daughter, Miss Saunders.

Beautiful. Like her mother.

All the wasted years.

And for what?

Mr. Saunders, you were a prominent man, wealthy, successful.

Didn't your wife know what happened to you?

Oh, yes, she knew.

After I was convicted, she said it would have been better if I were dead.

She would never tell Karen what really happened.

So, that's her husband.

It's a little late for me to play the father role, but he's just a bit older

than I expected.

Perhaps she feels the need for an older man in her life, Mrs. Saunders.

Excuse me.

Mr. Rourke, what a nice surprise. Thank you.

Mr. and Mrs. Holmes, again, my congratulations.

And as a special newlywed service to Fantasy Island, May I introduce Mr. Noah

Jansen, who will serve as your guide and chauffeur during your visit here.

Hello.

I'm very happy to know you.

Hello? Is that you, Lisa?

Well, who else answers your private line, darling?

So tell me, how's the honeymoon going?

Is she as good as me?

No. And we got some real trouble.

Oh, she's that bad, eh?

Well, can't you just train her? You're awfully good at that.

Shut up, damn it.

Her father's here on Fantasy Island.

That's impossible.

I'm telling you, he's here. Rourke just introduced me to him.

But how did he get out of that prison?

I don't know.

Well, what did Karen say?

I don't know why, but he hasn't told her who he is yet.

Well, he's bound to get around to it sooner or later.

He's going to tell her everything.

Did he recognize you?

No. The plastic surgery's got him fooled, just like everyone else.

All our plans, all that money.

You've got to do something.

I intend to.

She wants to be with him, so I'll reunite them both.

In death.

What?

What else?

I'm going to kill them both.

Well, a lot has happened in five years, pretty boy.

You've done very well with the company.

Not bad, Vic. Not bad.

You could have done a lot better.

Now, if you'd have hitched your wagon to my star, if you'd have followed me to

Cleveland like I wanted you to, let me be your guide, you'd be vice president

now. Never mind about work, Vic.

Tell him about the party.

Oh, yeah.

We've got a lot of friends flying out from back home. About eight couples. All

members of Swingers International.

Did you say swingers?

Swingers? I used to dance with the best of them.

Benny Goodman. I had all his records.

Oh, well.

We really have a ball, if you know what I mean.

Hey, that's for sure.

And you're both invited as my guests.

Tell me, what kind of a party is this going to be exactly?

Oh, it's a private party for adults.

Oh, you'll meet some plus people.

I mean people of power and influence, including some members of our board.

I didn't bring my tux. What are we supposed to wear?

Whatever turns you on, Freddie boy.

Give me, I'll get dessert.

I'll give you a hand. You sit tight, Aunt Bella. Have another beer.

Thank you.

You know, Dottie, I... Dick, I don't like to be called.

Oh, come on, Dottie.

Hey, when you and Freddie boy moved in here...

You made love so often, so when do you finally have time to eat?

You keep forgetting.

Fred's my husband, and I'm his wife.

Well, what you don't understand is I'm just trying to help you, that's all. Oh,

how? Well, I want you to relax.

Ease those old tensions.

You know, Vic, I really think I'm beginning to understand you.

I knew you would.

Hey, come on, babe. I read what's going on.

The lovebirds are getting bored with the old cage, right?

You're ready to fly, and I want to fly with you.

Thanks, Vic. You're all heart, but Fred and I will figure it out together.

Uh -uh.

Freddy boy wants that vice presidency real bad. Now, I can get it for him,

providing you point a little bit of that frustrated libido in my direction.

Now, you think about that, pussycat.

I'll have that good old cherry pie coming along, huh?

Tastes all right to me.

Enjoying yourself, darling?

Oh, it's wonderful.

I can't wait for my fantasy to begin.

Oh, Mr. Jansen, Mr. Rourke said to be sure not to miss Paley's view.

It's right up ahead, miss.

Here we are.

Follow me, please.

Be careful. Watch your step.

You know, I don't think I'd ever get used to a place being so absolutely

beautiful.

You more than add your own contribution to it, Miss Saunders.

You're a flatterer, Mr. Jansen.

I love it.

Oh.

Paradise must be like this.

Isn't it breathtaking, Brian?

You know, when I was very small...

I took a trip to Hawaii with my family.

It was just like this.

High up on a cliff, overlooking the sea.

My father, he carried me up on his shoulders.

And it seemed like I could see forever.

It was so beautiful.

Just like this.

What do you call that? Deja vu?

I'm afraid I'm what you used to call a romantic.

If we're lucky, we all have memories of something beautiful.

Mr. Jansen, can I ask you something?

Of course.

Have we ever met anywhere before?

I know it seems strange, but I feel that I remember

you from someplace.

You are a romantic, Karen.

But I'm sure Mr. Jansen has had that question put to him by any number of

attractive young ladies.

I'm sorry.

Hey, I was just kidding.

Mr. Jansen, this wild beauty has really aroused the voice in me. Tell me, how

long do you think it would take us to hike back to the hotel? You know, as the

crow flies.

Brian, I'm not dressed for that. This is swamp and cliffs and...

You're going to get more.

Not with Fantasy Island's best guide along, right, Mr. Jansen?

A couple of hours, I would think.

There you are. I'll meet you at the bar, have a dozen frozen daiquiris on order

for all of us.

Already, you're impossible.

Take good care of him.

Bye.

Well, lead on, Mr. Jansen.

I thought you were napping.

I was worried about you. I told everybody you were just worn out from

to Fantasy Island.

Vic and Myra were very understanding, and Aunt Bella even did the dishes. You

got a headache, right?

Yes, you're the headache, Fred Cooper.

I know this project hadn't gotten off to a very good start, but what we're

looking for is here somewhere.

We can start all over again, be just like we used to be.

Oh, don't you understand?

Chelsea, if it is the way it used to be, it's not what I want.

You weren't here when the garbage disposal ate the silverware.

And you were away on a business trip when the furnace blew up and I was

vacuuming wall -to -wall foot for a week.

How could I be here? I was out working my tail off to take care of you.

I... I know how hard you work, Dorothy.

Believe me, I tell myself every day how lucky I am to have found someone as

wonderful as you.

No, making love isn't going to solve what's wrong. I don't even know what is

wrong, damn it.

Well, wait a minute.

Do you realize this is the first argument we've had in five years?

When we were first married, we used to have fights all the time.

Fight? Who needs fights?

We're mature now.

Mature? I don't even know what that means.

Big adult, grown up.

Fred, do you ever notice how thick...

Keeps pawing me, making passes.

Vic, what's that got to do with us?

He's your friend, right?

He's my friend and boss.

Well, your friendly boss just made me an offer he thinks I can't afford to

refuse. Me, in exchange for a vice presidency for you.

Fred, in plain old everyday words, if I allow him to make love to me, you

get the job.

Well, Fred's always kidding. You can't take him seriously.

Well, then why does he want to get us involved with that swingers party?

That's just another one of these gags.

They'll probably turn out to be a bunch of sedate businessmen and their fat

wives.

Oh, come on, honey, please.

No, you only see what you want to see, Fred Cooper.

Well, maybe you're in for a big shock.

Maybe that's the only way you're going to see the truth.

Dorothy, honey.

We're not lost, are we, Mr. Jansen?

No.

That's one of the nice things about a volcanic island.

As long as you go downslope...

you'll always reach the sea.

Then it's just a matter of up coast or down coast.

I'll remember that.

Quick, Sam.

We'd better go around.

Why? I don't know how you got out of prison, John.

But you made a mistake coming here.

A big mistake. You know me?

Look close, John.

Look close.

It's you.

You set me up. Yeah. You disappeared.

I made it look like I killed you.

With

all the

money I stole from you, I bought into your company.

Your coming here has changed everything, John.

Sooner or later, Karen would find out who you are, and then everything would

start to unravel.

Explaining away two fatal accidents in one day is going to be a problem, but I

have no choice.

I'm going to give you one consolation, John.

You and Karen will finally be together again.

Right here.

Forever.

This will relax you. You'll see.

You still don't know what you're getting into, do you, Fred?

Sure. A hot tub in Vic's backyard.

He had it installed specially for the weekend.

Good old Vic. Always wants to share everything.

Good evening.

Hey, hi.

Ah, come on in, you guys.

Make yourself comfortable.

How's the water?

Oh, it's very warm and very sexy.

He's got shorts on.

So this is how the top executives relax, huh?

Well, you better get used to it, pretty boy.

Right, Daddy?

Whatever turns you on, fellas.

Isn't it cozy, Fred?

Warm and pure with the water caressing and touching your body.

Touching is a language.

It's a way of communicating things that words can't express.

Fred, communicate.

Hey, you bashful.

I'll get you a drink, babe.

Oh, no, no, no. I'll get it.

When you make up your mind, you don't fool around, do you, pussycat?

Well, neither do I.

Hey, Freddy boy, I got a little surprise for you.

I doubt it.

Well, in a couple of hours at the swingers party, I'm going to make an

announcement that you're going to like.

If need be, I'll give him two vice presidencies.

I've made you some cocoa.

Oh, no.

It's very thoughtful of you, Aunt Bella. Thank you. Thank you very much.

Auntie Bella the Swinger.

Remember Benny Goodman?

Make sure that that girl doesn't catch cold, Freddy.

I'll keep an eye on her. Thank you, Aunt Bella. Thank you.

Cocoa. Isn't she adorable?

Happy? Oh, yeah.

Except there's something I must tell you.

Not another man already.

No. You know better than that.

It's about my father.

What about him, Karen?

That everything my mother told me about him was probably true.

That he was a terrible man that had done something awful.

And that I was wasting my time worrying about him. What's your point, Karen?

That I insisted on coming to Fantasy Island because Mr. Roark promised me he

would help me find the truth.

And?

It's just the trouble.

Nothing.

Absolutely nothing.

I've been thinking about your problem, too.

I mean, I've been thinking about how much clearing it up really means to you.

I'm sorry, I haven't been very understanding.

But tomorrow, we'll go see Mr. Rourke together. And I promise you, we'll do

nothing else for as long as it takes to either find your dad or find out what

happened to him.

Now I'm really happy.

Thank you, darling.

But right now, I know that... A little path that leads to a very romantic

lagoon. It's probably the most beautiful view on the island.

Well, if it's not too crowded.

No.

Promise.

We'll be all alone.

What happened to you? I'm all right, tattoo.

My daughter, have you seen her?

She was here a moment ago with her husband.

Do you know where they went?

No, he's something else.

He means to kill her.

Freddie Boyd's sure taken his time about getting here.

He had a meeting with Mr. Rourke.

He decided not to come.

But he must know I'm going to make him vice president of the company tonight.

Well, perhaps he thought it over and found out what he'd really be

would make him sick.

Sorry to disillusion you, babe, but look who's here.

Sorry I'm late.

Well, we were just going to dance, weren't we, babe?

Well, let's swing, pussycat.

Ready, baby?

Excuse me.

I'm cutting in, Pat. Not now, pretty boy.

Hey, look, the rules of the club say...

Husbands and wives do not dance together, so get lost, will you? Not

my satisfaction.

Oh, I get it, sure.

Satisfaction you want?

Satisfaction's what you're going to get. Come on.

All right,

hold it, hold it, all you happy, happy swingers. I got a little announcement

like to make. But first, I want you to meet my good old buddy, Fred Cooper.

And the lovely lady he's married to, Dottie.

Now, what I've got to say is of great concern to the both of them. Let me

tell them.

He's about to offer me a vice presidency in the company.

And all he wants in return is my wife.

I know that doesn't come as a big shock to all you people, all you happy

swingers.

But I happen to love and respect my wife more than anything in the whole world.

And good old Vic here, in my opinion, isn't worth the dirt under her feet.

And I want him and all of you to know he can take his job and his company and

stuff them both.

Wait a minute, Thomas.

I've got a lot of making up to do, if you'll let me.

Oh, well, I...

Brent,

wait a minute.

Wait a minute, listen.

Look, I had that coming.

And you were right. You were absolutely right about everything.

Look, I've got a lot of making up to do, too. I mean, to both of you.

Somewhere down the line, I...

Hope you let me try I Mean that I really mean that

Brian

somebody I'm ruining my shoes just a little father darling Honey, let's go

No view is worth it.

I'm sorry, Karen.

What's the matter?

I didn't mean for it to end this way. I want you to know that.

What is it?

What are you talking about?

Brian! What are you doing?

I have no choice. Any more than the last time.

Brian, you're hurting me.

The quicksand hides everything.

John! John!

Please, John!

Oh, please!

Oh, for God's sake, help me, John!

You took 15 years of my life, but you're never going to harm my daughter.

Never! Oh, John!

Help me!

Why?

I treated you like a son.

Why?

I want my daughter to know the truth.

Tell her about that night on the yacht with my wife.

Tell her!

He caught us.

Your mother and me together.

Then there was a fight.

Afterwards, I... I disappeared.

Disappeared? And the police charged me with his murder.

They said I got rid of his body at sea.

And then you came back with a new face.

Well, they can't convict me twice for killing the same man.

John. John.

John. Help me.

Father,

you can't.

Please.

Please help me, John.

Help me, John. You're not a killer.

Help me, John.

I'm sick.

Help me.

Please. Help me, John. Help me. Help me.

I said, when the moment is right, you will know the truth, Miss Andres.

This has been that moment.

What you have heard is the truth.

You have found your father.

Mr. Rourke, we want you to know we won't forget to bring our problems out into

the open from now on. Yes, we're going to fight for our marriage twice a day if

we have to, so we can make up.

Boss, the telegram.

Hmm?

The telegram.

Oh, yes, thank you. That's true, I almost forgot.

It appears that your little public speech about Mr. Fletcher really

him. He has a proposition for you.

Vice president in charge of sales.

Think we can handle that, honey?

Well, we can certainly give it a try, Freddie boy.

Goodbye, Mr. Rawlings. Thank you.

Bye -bye.

In charge of sales.

Goodbye.

Mr. Rourke, Tattoo, how can we ever thank you for all you've done for us?

Thanks are unnecessary, Miss Hunters. What is important is that justice at

last has been served.

I don't know how you convinced the foreign authorities about the truth, but

will always be grateful.

It was not easy.

No, but even they eventually saw the logic of a man being innocent if the

he was convicted of killing is alive.

I am very sorry about Mr. Holmes.

I'll get over that.

I have someone very special to help me.

And 15 years to catch up.

Yes, we have a lot of catching up to do.

And the rest of our lives to do it.

Well, I thank you both.

Goodbye, Mr. Rourke. Goodbye, Miss Saunders.

Goodbye. Miss Saunders. That's true. Goodbye.