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All these bottles.

Good morning, Mr. Will. Morning, Julie.

Where's Tattoo? Sleeping in. Mrs. Parnell's fantasy ran much later than

last night. Mrs. Parnell?

Well, she's the elderly lady who had the fantasy to be Cinderella, isn't she?

Yes, unfortunately, Prince Charming destroyed the pumpkin coach.

Oh, I'm sorry.

How did he manage to do that? Well, it appears that Prince Charming smashed

Cinderella's pumpkin coach because he, Prince Charming, was also smashed.

Shall we go, Julie?

Smiles, everyone.

Smiles.

That's Dolores de Murcia, the famous guitarist. You have a good eye, Julie.

What's her fantasy?

To meet El Lobo Rojo. The Red Wolf, the Robin Hood of Old California?

Right. Therefore, she is determined to go back to those swashbuckling days and

assist in the fight against cruelty and oppression.

Good for her.

Admirable, yes.

Unhappily, Miss Demulcia will be placing her life in great jeopardy.

There he is, Charlie Atkins.

Yes, Julie, your very own fantasy to fulfill. And all the way from Sioux

Iowa.

Oh, thank you for giving me the chance, Mr. Rourke.

Oh, nonsense.

You've worked very hard and therefore deserve to handle a fantasy.

Yes.

By the way, just what is Mr. Atkins' fantasy, Julie? Like many small men

been bullied, his fantasy is to be the strongest man in the world.

Oh, excellent. There are millions of males the world over who have nurtured

same dream.

Julie, you are totally confident that you can execute this fantasy, aren't

No, no, no. What I mean is when a person such as Mr. Atkins tries to be

something he's not, the results can often be quite devastating.

I'm well aware of the pitfalls, Mr. Rourke, and I'll be very careful.

Well, then.

So be it.

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

Welcome to Fantasy Island.

Although I was born in Spain, I have traced my family tree back to my great

-great -great -grandmama, Conchita Dolores Arguello Ortego Vérez y Sánchez.

She was the niece of the governor of California when California was still a

Spanish possession.

He was a very greedy and cruel man. And she married a caballero called Don

Rafael. But I suspect he may have been a lobo, because all my life I have

hormigas dentro de los pantalones.

Ants in her pants.

Yes. All my life, I have felt this need, this passion.

Yes. Passion is the word. To help the dog that is under.

The underdog.

Oh, right, right. But only nowadays, you know. Please.

Please, Miss Demulcia. You have convinced me that you are convinced that

blood of El Lobo Rojo flows in your vein. Oh, yes.

Ever since I was a little girl, he has been my hero, my hero. What a man. Wow!

What a man.

I have his costume.

I even learn how to ride and fence like him.

That's wonderful.

My dear senorita, your carriage awaits.

Looks like it has awaited me a very, very long time.

May I help you?

Oh, well, yes.

Thank you very much.

Adios.

¡Vámonos a la aventura! ¡Yahoo!

¡Adiós!

Nuestra señora, la reina de Los Ángeles.

Our lady, the queen of the angels.

¡El pueblo!

¡Ay, caramba! ¡The village of Los Ángeles!

¡Camina, camina!

I'm a pushover.

I've got no guts.

If only I could be stronger.

We will do our best, Mr. Atkins.

Oh, excuse me.

Julie will do her best. You see, she's in charge of your fantasy, more or less.

particular potion, has never failed to provide the

user with the strength you so desperately long for, Mr. Atkins.

Mr. Rook, that was supposed to be my line. Oh, so it was. Forgive me, Julie.

so accustomed to... You understand.

You better sit down.

Bottoms up, Mr. Atkins. You are about to become the world's strongest man.

Here goes something.

Quick. Tell me, how do you feel?

The same.

I suggest that you go back to your bungalow, lie down, then when you wake

enjoy the new you.

Thank you, Julie.

No harm,

Mr. Atkins.

No heart.

Well, Mr. Rourke, I really pulled it off.

And Mr. Atkins also pulled it off.

How did he do that?

Very simply, you made him the strongest man in the world.

But I didn't mean to make him strong -strong, like in muscles.

I meant inner strength.

My dear young lady, if you meant inner strength, why didn't you specify inner

strength? There is a great deal of difference between inner strength and

strength.

Oh, I really goofed, didn't I?

Well, let's put it this way. You have just unleashed a walking time bomb on

Fantasy Island. Therefore, I suggest that you get busy and do everything

possible to defuse it.

20 lashes.

Excuse me.

What these old men have done?

He couldn't afford to pay his taxes.

What?

Twenty lashes for that?

Pero que locura, que barbaridad. This is barbaric.

You, you are the mayor.

Why don't you do something? And you must be right off the ship. Or you would

know that the governor is a vicious brute.

Where is your leader?

Leader? Yes, your leader.

El Novo Rojo.

He hasn't been seen or heard from in more than a month.

The governor and his men say that he is dead.

Dead?

No, no, no. It can be.

It's Thabor on his right side. He probably is not alive now.

No. No, no.

This is terrible.

What will happen to his people?

If El Novo Rojo is dead, then I must protect the people.

I demand that you release that man immediately.

And who are you, senorita?

I can tell.

And I am Captain Juan Arguello, commander of the garrison.

I have heard a great deal about you.

I have heard nothing of you.

What are you doing here?

Oh.

I am on an expansion tour.

I bring greetings from the royal court of Madrid.

Would you like me to inform His Majesty that his holiday has been defiled?

I am afraid she is correct, Excellency.

Today is the day of the King's Saint.

In that case...

Release the prisoner.

Sargento, déjalo.

Gracias. I admire your spirit, señorita. We shall continue this conversation

inside. Please.

Oh, thank you.

Sunday, go home, and when you get some free time, come back and we'll do it

right.

Hey, Julie!

Hiya, honey.

Boy, am I desperate.

You know who I borrowed the money from to promote this wrestling match, don't

you?

Willie, I told you not to go to him.

What did I do wrong? I had a great idea.

A wrestling card for Fantasy Island.

Hey, Willie, who are you going to get for me to wrestle?

King Kong or Godzilla?

If I don't find someone for Samson to fight, he's going to kill me.

If that guy can wrestle, I'm

off the hook.

Do you play the harpsichord?

Oh, not the harpsichord, but I play the guitar, Your Excellency.

Oh, in that case, Signorita, you will stay with us.

Oh? I will arrange a fiesta in your honor tomorrow evening.

Would you be so kind as to perform for us?

I shall be delighted, Signore.

Marisa will show you to the guest room.

Marisa, you take care of Doña Dolores.

Señores. Señorita.

Strange, very strange that I've received no letter telling me she was coming.

Well, it is not unusual for the male to go astray, Excellency. Ships are lost at

sea. All the same, Captain, between now and tomorrow evening, I want you to find

out everything you can about her.

And I do hope she's not another spy sent by the royal treasury.

But if she is, I will kill her.

With regret.

But I will kill her.

Look, Willie, I never rested in my life.

Will you trust me, kid?

You're gonna have a whole new career.

Hey, Willie.

Where's your new boy?

Here.

Where? Oh, Charlie, this is Terry Wilson.

She handles publicity for the garden.

Name?

Charlie Atkins.

Charlie Horse Akinsky.

What? Where did you wrestle last?

No place. I'm a guest.

Willie asked me to do him a favor, and I'm still thinking it over.

You're putting an amateur in against Samson? No, Carrie, you're just giving

a build -up, huh? You're the greatest, Carrie. You're the greatest. You are the

greatest.

So tell me about yourself, Charlie Horst.

What do you do for a living?

Um, greeting cards, um, calendars, cookbooks.

And this is your fantasy?

To be broken in two by Samson?

Hey, you're pretty.

Let me tell you the whole story over a cup of coffee.

I know the whole story.

Willie needed an opponent for Samson, and he couldn't get anyone because

is a killer in the ring.

And then you came along, and your fantasy is to die a horrible death.

Take it off!

Thanks, friend.

Well, Carrie, what did I tell you? He did it with mirrors.

If I stand up to Samson, will you let me buy you coffee?

You'll change your mind.

I know you will.

Set up the match, Willie.

I'm resting Samson.

All taxation has been collected, Your Excellency. Very well, Sergeant.

Dismissed.

And close the doors.

The money.

Cover your eyes.

Sit down.

Give me the head.

Your head.

Now,

if you want to leave.

Captain! I'm here.

Part -time.

Go after him.

After whom, Excellency?

El Lago Rojo. He was here in this room.

Go after him. Si, si.

Sargento!

We're over his back.

Mr. Atkins?

Hi.

You two coming to my wrestling match?

Well, that is not what Julie had in mind for your fantasy.

Oh, please don't worry, Mr. Rourke. I can put down that Samson and nothing

Will you please put that barbell down? You could injure yourself.

I could never lift weights.

That potion of yours must have a lot of side benefits.

They may not be benefits at all.

Mr. Rourke, I'm okay, really. But, Mr. Atkins, you have consented to step onto

wrestling mat with Samson Smith?

He could easily maim you.

How? Julie says I'm the world's strongest man.

What?

Samson, Samson, I'm worried. You lose to this nobody, your career is over. You

won't be able to draw an audience with a pencil.

Just let me get some of that stuff we used once, huh?

You can rub it in his face two minutes into the match. He's got a broken body.

Mr. Atkins, this is Matthew.

I don't, we don't even know how long this potions effects will last. You

lose your strength at any given moment.

Please stop worrying about me, Mr. Rourke. From now on, I'm not walking

from anything or anybody.

Well, what do you think of your client now?

Well, you know, at first, I was worried.

But now...

I feel great.

Boy, when I handle a fantasy, I handle a fantasy. Things really happen.

The tax money, señores, to be returned to the people.

Ah, it was you. You broke into the governor's residence last night. Not El

May God bless you, my child. May God bless el lobo.

And I hope you are right, Father.

I hope he is still alive.

Ojalá, sí.

Ojalá. Venga, vamos.

Vamos.

Captain Agüero, you already suspect me of supporting the rebels.

Captain Arguello, what brings you all the way out here?

I might well ask the same of you. And you.

We are tending one of my flock.

Very ill. Probably contagious.

I would not go in there if I were you.

Ah, but you are not me, Padre.

Sister, one moment.

Sister, I am very troubled. I must speak with someone.

Do you know who I am?

Yes, you are the commander of the Garrison.

That is correct.

Captain, the governor wants to see you immediately.

Is something wrong, Sergeant?

You are supposed to report to him today, sir, about the señorita who arrived

from Madrid.

Ah, yes, I had forgotten.

Strange, I was not able to learn anything about her.

Perhaps you know of her, sister.

La Doña Dolores Maria de Murcia, huh?

She's a good woman, Captain.

Maybe. A little bit impulsive.

Impulsive? Well,

that is no crime.

However, His Excellency the Governor would not approve of her consorting with

seditious priest and a rebellious mayor.

or posing as a holy sister.

So if La Doña Maria hopes to see a lobo alive, she must present herself at my

quarters in one hour and convince me of her warm devotion.

Una hora.

You heard him. In his quarter, in one hour.

Put more killer in his face. You know what I mean?

Okay.

Hi.

Hello.

You got that look again.

Look, let's spend some time together. We can talk.

Get to know each other.

I know all about you. You sell greeting cards.

I'm in distribution.

Charlie,

we barely know each other. What'd you do that for?

I don't know. Maybe it's because I love you, or it could be the potion.

Potion? That's it. You're a junkie. I knew you were on something.

Just kidding.

Look, I don't want to get involved with a criminal.

Me? A criminal?

I never committed a crime in my life.

You were about to commit suicide.

That's a crime, and that makes you a criminal.

Do you care?

But how can you?

I don't know how I can.

But I do care, and I don't want to care.

Charlie, you're a sweet guy.

However, I can also read your eyes.

And you have something to prove.

And I just shed too many tears for too many guys in my life.

You are early.

Let's get it over with.

Tonya Dolores, it's the first moment I put my eyes on you. I knew you weren't

special.

You and I are going to do wonderful, wild things together.

What kind of wild and wonderful thing do you have in mind?

All my life, I have waited for someone

like you.

Not only beautiful, but with the courage to do what you did last night.

Wait, what did I do last night?

You masqueraded as a lobo.

Tied up Verdugo with a certain bandana and stole the tax money.

No, I didn't do that.

No.

The scent on this bandana is very unique.

It comes from Spain.

That's the only woman I have ever known to use it.

You have a very good nose.

His saber in his right side.

You.

Oh, my goodness.

I'm sorry. Oh, I'm sorry, Juan.

Oh, Juan.

Now I know why El Lobo hasn't been seen for weeks.

Oh, Juan.

He has been in the injured list.

You. You are El Lobo Rojo.

My hero.

My man.

The greater liberator.

And I hope to be again.

Don't worry.

Better the name we'll put on your tombstone, Captain.

Well, you're right. Your fantasy was not very special.

But your openness, your honesty was special indeed.

That is why I am granting you the fantasy you are now experiencing.

Yes. I asked to meet a plain, simple, decent guy so that I'd know what it's

like. So I had some frame of reference. And when I go back home, maybe I'd meet

someone. The only thing that's happened to me so far is... Oh,

oh no.

Charlie Atkins?

He is my fantasy lover?

Don't you like him?

Sure, he's a great guy.

Super.

But he's also bad news.

Oh, no, Mr. Rourke, not Charlie Atkins, not even for a weekend, please. Could it

possibly be that you do not wish to see Mr. Atkins get hurt?

Mr. Rourke, you obviously cannot grant my fantasy.

So I'm going home on the next plane out. Miss Wilson, I am going to be extremely

frank.

I could try to discourage him from fighting. However, in his case, as...

In yours, I cannot alter a fantasy once it has begun.

The consequences, whatever they may be, are inevitable.

for high treason is death.

No, no, no, you cannot do that.

You know, Doña Dolores, I always felt the governor should be married, so the

choice is yours.

Marry me, or I hang the captain immediately and publicly.

No, Dolores, do not listen.

Juan. Juan, listen to me. Where there is life, there is hope.

I hope.

Yes.

Oh, yes.

I accept.

The ceremony will take place immediately after your recital, my dear.

Julie, you don't understand. This man is my... your responsibility.

You can't... I'm sorry, Mr. Rourke, but Charlie Horse just won't be talked out

of it.

So, I've decided to help him.

Mr. Atkins.

Hockey Island, Mr. Rourke. Put the whole bundle on me, you'll be able to buy a

continent. Now, I ask you once again.

Look, just tell me, is she here?

No, I'm sorry.

Mr. Atkins. Look, thank you for worrying about me.

Ladies and gentlemen, the main event.

Sire Samson, who has demolished 199 aborts, most of whom wound up in the

hospital, versus Charlie Horse Akinsky.

Miss Wilson is not coming, Mr. Atkins.

She's leaving Fantasy Island this afternoon.

Too bad. She's going to miss a good match.

Don't lose this and it's downhill from here.

Don't worry.

Okay, okay.

Rub this in his eyes and we got him.

Charlie Gibson, you're right.

Open your eyes, Miss Wilson.

Don't be afraid to see the truth.

This isn't my game. I don't want to hurt the guy.

Hold it.

But he quit.

I took him.

I told you I could do it. You're through.

He has something you've never had and never will have.

Class.

You really have clad.

Did you send for us?

Yes.

I have a plan.

But I need your help.

Ladies and gentlemen, welcome.

I know you're almost anxious to hear our new guest from Madrid perform.

So, without any further ado, I give you Doña Dolores Maria de Murcia.

Open up.

No one is to see the prisoner.

You have your job to do, Sergeant. I have mine.

And yours to stretch his neck.

Mine to hear his last confession.

Father Vicente, let us proceed with the wedding ceremony.

Yes, but perhaps another song fitting for this auspicious occasion.

Let us proceed with the wedding, now.

As you wish.

Dames y caballeros, we are gathered here today to join these two children of God

in the holy bond of matrimony.

Wrong!

There will be no wedding.

Juan!

Excellency.

Everyone, remain where you are.

Congratulations.

You win.

Now... I'm expecting you to leave for Spain, naming Captain Arguello your

successor.

Your fantasy is over.

You receive your money's worth after all, Mr. Murcia.

Two lobos.

For the price of one.

Oh, I'm sorry, Julie. I just couldn't hurt him.

Don't apologize, Charlie.

You're just not a killer.

You're a gentleman.

Julie's right, Mr. Atkins.

You are also a winner.

That's what you are.

And I agree.

Shake.

Is that the strongest you can grip my hand?

Yeah.

Mr. Rourke, his strength, it's gone.

Yes, Julie.

Mr. Atkins knew that I, that you had no way of predicting when the strength

would leave his muscles.

I'm sorry, Mr. Atkins.

Charlie, may I come in? No.

Don't let her see me. She'll know.

Just one moment, Miss Wilson.

Just tell her it's my fault.

I don't want to see her.

Just tell her that you looked in my eyes and saw a guy with guts. It was a fake.

Oh, on the contrary.

You came here hoping to learn how to stand up to men who took advantage of

didn't you? Well, sure.

As long as the freak potion lasted.

I disagree.

Oh, the potion was a mistake.

I hate to keep mentioning that, Julie.

But it placed you in a fantasy beyond anything I, Julie, had planned.

And it was wonderful.

You stood up to that man in the ring, and despite what he did to you, you

ignored the taunts of the crowd and refused to harm him.

Why, that took incredible inner strength, Mr. Atkins.

No potion could ever give that to you.

Please come in, Miss Wilson.

No potion could ever do that either, Mr. Rourke. Indeed.

Some things are inevitable, Julie.

Gracias.

Ay, amigos.

I have a confession to make. What is that? When I came here, I was thinking

about giving up my music.

But you know what?

I have learned that my guitar sometimes can be mightier than the thought.

Do you lift people up just like the Lobo Rojo did?

Now I know he was real.

And he won his fight.

With your help.

And I will win mine with his.

Adios, señor Roarkin. Muchas, muchas gracias.

You are welcome.

Muchas, muchas gracias.

What a great fantasy.

Adios. Adios.

Mr. Atkins, I understand you tried to fly out before dawn.

That's right, Mr. Rourke. I can't wait to get back home and start my ride to

top. Thank you, Julie.

I hope all your future mistakes are great ones.

Yes, Julie did manage to turn potential disaster into victory, didn't she?

Thank you both.

And you, Miss Wilson.

Good luck in your search.

No luck necessary, Mr. Rourke.

My search just ended.

Well, congratulations, Mr. Atkins.

Goodbye, Mr. Rourke. Goodbye, sir.

Bye -bye.

Goodbye, Miss Wilson. Thank you.

Face it, Mr. Rourke, I'm pretty good at

arranging fantasies, even when I goof.

Julie, will you please do me a favor?

Well, certainly, Mr. Rourke. What? Stop fantasizing.