All language subtitles for fantasy_island_s06e06_beautiful_skeptic

Good morning, Bob. Good morning, Tattoo.

Smiles, everyone.

Smiles.

Ah, Mr. Jack Overstar, a very successful
businessman from Denver, Colorado.

He looks kind of a guy. What's his
fantasy?

To go back in time to World War II.

What does he want to be? A dead hero?

No, my friend. He wants to find proof
that his older brother was not the

history has judged him to be.

Unfortunately, he may be risking his
life for nothing.

I know her, boss.

She's one of the reporters for that TV
news magazine.

Quite right. To Miss Christine Connolly
of Exposé America, one of the most

popular television programs of that
country.

Uh -oh.

Is she out to get one of our guests?

No, my friend.

She's out to get me.

What do you mean, Bob? She intends to
prove that Fantasy Island is a fraud.

What? Oh.

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

Welcome to Fantasy Island.

No, no, no, no, Mr. Rourke. I knew my
brother. No.

You see, he was everything to our
family.

After our father died, Kenny took over.

He took two jobs to support us. Lord, he
even put me through college.

You see, there wasn't a selfish nor a
cowardly bone in his body.

Yet in my research to prepare your
fantasy, I find the army accused him of

abandoning his command under fire,
deserting, and then engaging in black

marketeering in Europe after the war.
They had no proof.

No one who knew Kenny ever saw him again
after that day near Anzio.

You think you want to get in action?

Yes, I do, Tapu.

And over the years, especially while our
mother was still alive, I've tried to

prove it innocent.

Unfortunately, I've been unsuccessful.

And the grief that that caused our
mother led her to lose hope and

contributed to her early death.

I hope your fantasy fulfills all your
expectations, Mr. Westar.

Tattoo? Follow me, please.

In here, please.

I will grant your fantasy, Mr. Overstar,
provided you fully understand the very

real danger to which you'll be exposed
by entering a wartime situation.

Yes, yes, yes, yes. I understand. I'm
ready.

Then think of your brother.

Think very hard.

Focus your mind on his face as you
remember it.

Think back, Mr. Overstar, to 1944.

The Allied forces landed at Annecy and
by February 20th were driving a wedge

into the middle of the German line.

However, there were small pockets of
fierce resistance.

Now, Mr. Robustov.

Now, look at the photograph on the wall.

Concentrate on it.

Because it was here.

In this small Italian village that your
brother was last seen alive.

He will be here.

And I trust you will find the answers to
all your questions.

I'm here.

I'm really here.

Please have a seat, won't you? No, I'll
just be a minute. How am I of your

service?

Well, I thought that if it's okay with
you, I would interview some of your

guests on camera. You have no
objections, do you? If they have none, I

none. Good.

Then I thought, oh, this is lovely.

Then I thought I might interview you.

Because I would like the audience to
watch you as you respond.

She's hoping you get mad if you throw
her out of your office while the camera

rolling. No, I'm afraid I'll have no
such luck.

My research tells me that Mr. Roark has
his emotions totally under control at

all times.

Like all good con artists.

Just what did your research entail, Miss
Connolly?

Well, mainly, I just interviewed some of
your clients.

Some of your guests that have been here
before.

Would you like to know how many?

Eleven. Do you know how many
dissatisfied customers you had?

None.

Well, then may I ask?

Why you are here?

Well, because my experience tells me
that there is no such thing as 11

customers. So I don't know what you did,
whether you drugged them, whether you

hypnotized them, or maybe even both.

But I intend to find out.

Thanks.

And now, ladies and gentlemen, from
Venice, California, Mr. Truck Sheehy.

Mr. Sheehy will be attempting to lift
570 pounds, a new world's record.

Well, not knowing that this young man
has been on our production staff at

America, Mr.

Rourke, owner -operator of the Fantasy
Island, has promised to grant his

to become the strongest man in the
world.

And, Jay, could you tell us just how
long you have been a production

on our staff?

About two years, Christine.

And you have never lifted weights
before, is that right? I mean, no less

a weightlifting contest. Is that true?

I'm not exactly the type.

Now let's get back to the weightlifting
competition and see what happens.

Okay, cut.

Any problem?

Clean take all the way. All right.

Let's go out and step in front of the
stage, all right? And you, good luck.

Thanks. Okay.

And now I must ask you for... absolute
silence, please.

All right.

The judges are indicating that Mr.

Sheehy has succeeded in lifting...

570 pounds for a new world record.

Only one contestant stands now between
Mr. Sheehy and the championship.

Ladies and gentlemen, here is that final
contestant, a virtual unknown from

Chandler, Ohio, Mr. Jay Michaels.

Ladies and gentlemen, you're about to
see Fantasy Island Exposed on Expo

America.

In this, his first and final attempt of
the day, Mr. Michaels will try to break

the world's record by lifting five
pounds more than Mr. Sheehy.

Five, let's make that 50. Let's go for
the whole full hilt.

50 pounds for a total of...

620 pounds, ladies and gentlemen. I
again must ask you for complete silence,

please. Mr.

Michaels?

What's he doing?

Mr. Michaels, it is customary to chalk
your hands first.

The two?

That is, boss.

Thank you.

The judges have confirmed it, ladies and
gentlemen. Mr. J. Michaels has lifted a

record -breaking 620 pounds to win the
championship.

What the hell are you doing here?

What's the matter? You think I was going
to let you win the war all by yourself?

How the hell did you get here?

You mean you never heard of
reinforcements?

Right here.

It's taken us two weeks to push a lousy
half mile off the beach. We've been cut

off and pinned down on the street for
two days.

I've only got eight men left out of a
whole company. Do you understand how

dead men that is?

Listen, we're going to get out of here.

You see those men over there in that
building?

Yeah. Okay. When I say go, I want you to
run as fast as you can and stay with

me.

Mr. Rook, I've seen two plane loads of
passengers come and go already, and my

-wife hasn't been on either one of them.

Maybe you can't handle my fantasy.

Patience, Mr. Thomas. Patience, please.

So, you were divorced after 20 years of
marriage, and now you feel you've made a

mistake, huh?

I'd do anything to get Connie back.

The trouble is, she moved away the day
the divorce was final. I don't know

she is or how she'd feel about
reconciliation.

Yours is not an easy fantasy, Mr.
Thomas.

Look.

If you can't get my ex -wife and me back
together again, why don't you just give

me back my money and we'll forget the
whole thing?

I said it would be difficult, not
impossible.

Go back to your bungalow, Mr. Thomas,
and try to relax.

Your fantasy will be granted.

I promise you.

What if we can make his fantasy work?

We do seem to be having our
difficulties, don't we, at all?

Yes. We also have that woman snooping
around the island waiting for us to

We got to do something.

Yes, my friend, I quite agree.

I quite agree.

I know this may sound strange to you
guys, but the last time we lifted those

barbells, they felt very, very heavy.

And when I sat him down, they nearly
went through the floor. Come on, Jay.

know you didn't lift 620 pounds out
there.

Hey, now, wait a minute, you guys. They
couldn't have switched that barbell on

me. Everybody was watching.

Everybody on that stage was pretending.

This contest was rigged from the
beginning to the end.

Yeah, maybe you guys are right.

Oh, I guess I'll be leaving.

Come on, Jay.

I mean, after all, some of these actors
that he has walking around here have me

going pretty good, too.

So long, Jay.

Want your usual, Christine?

What?

Your usual.

Oh, no, no. I have a lot of writing to
do tonight.

I hope no one saw me come in.

Well, if the word gets back to Rourke,
he'll just think I'm interviewing a

dissatisfied customer.

There's no chance you could actually
find my ex -wife.

Is there? If the FBI couldn't get a line
on her, how could Rourke possibly?

And that's a good thing.

Because that footage we got on Jay
doesn't exactly prove Rourke is a fake.

So, if he doesn't come through with my
fantasy, we got him.

Correction. When he doesn't come through
with your fantasy, we got him.

You guys enjoy yourselves.

I think Janey's a little cheering up.

There's no way a lousy little dirtball
like you could have beat me in that

contest. No way!

You know it and I know it.

And very soon those judges better know
it. Catch on!

Hey! Hey, you stop that. Come on now,
you put him down.

Put him down.

You all right?

Yeah.

You all right?

Yeah. You know, he thinks I cheated. He
thinks I rigged the contract. He doesn't

think anything. He does exactly what
Rourke tells him to do at all times.

Yeah? Yeah.

You sure about that? I'm positive about
that.

Then, uh, what about her?

Wait a minute. That can't be.

That's Connie.

That's Frank.

I know that look, Ken.

What's bothering you besides the whole
war?

I've seen so many good men killed in the
past few days, Jack.

I knew almost all of them.

Every time I gave an order, I knew some
of those men would die and there wasn't

a damn thing I could do to stop it.

But they're soldiers.

They know that.

Oh, little brother.

If that only made a difference.

Now I have to worry about you.

About the last thing in the world I
needed would be you to be here.

Jack.

I'm still glad to see you.

Even here.

How's Mom holding up?

Mom? Just like always?

You know, Mom, always bragging about you
to whoever will lend an ear.

Back in Stafford, Kansas, you're a
pretty big hero.

Hey, Kenny.

Maybe you will get the help that you
need.

Yeah.

Maybe it's a word.

I just have this feeling that none of us
are ever going to live to get to the

end of this street.

Or any other street.

Sir.

Yeah. It's the captain.

Overstar, sir.

Do you know what you're asking, sir?

Yes, sir. 1 ,800 hours.

I understand.

The captain says we won't have to make
do with the men we have.

Division wants this town for
headquarters by tonight.

It's up to us to knock out those machine
guns.

How are we going to do that?

Krauts will eat us up.

We'll do as we're ordered, Sergeant.

Like always.

Yes, sir.

The first thing we're going to do is
move a little closer.

See that wine shop?

Is that a tank there?

I hope you got a plan in mind, sir.

That's right, Sergeant, I do. But first
we're going to move.

Camino, you and Gallery are going to go
first, okay?

I say go, you move.

We're going to be able to figure out how
you got here today, Jack.

It's some kind of a miracle.

Somehow I know you don't belong here.

Just call it fate.

You just call it whatever you want.

But you don't move a muscle. You just
stay right here until we knock out those

two machine gun nests.

I see you, brother.

Here he comes now.

Hi, Frank.

How'd it go? I mean, where's Connie?

If you mean, did we get back together?
No chance.

She's getting married again, which
changes the terms of our settlement.

out here to talk to me was her lawyer's
idea.

Oh, thank God.

I mean, I'm sorry, Frank, but I just
found out our boss is going to be here

afternoon.

Walter Moreland?

Yes.

I think he found out how over budget I
am on this show.

Up till now, I didn't think I had a
show. Thanks, Frank.

Come on, sit down.

Then we'll get you on camera. I'll get
Frosty to set up, and you can tell the

whole world what a fraud Rourke is.
Yeah, come on, sit down. I'll get

chair.

You've got two choices.

Either tell those judges you cheated, or
go look for a mortician.

Is that guy really an actor?

Oh, yes.

Part of the whole scam.

I warned you. It would be a most
dangerous fantasy, Mr. Augustin.

What are you doing here?

Let me just say I had a feeling my
presence would be useful.

Besides, I believe that it's a, shall we
say, secret part of your fantasy that

you neglected to mention to me.

I don't know what you're talking about.
You cannot change the past.

If indeed your brother did commit an act
of cowardice, you cannot change that

fact any more than you can change the
fact that those men are going to die.

But Ken is my brother.

And he's right over there.

And he is alive.

There's got to be something that... Mr.
Rourke?

Mr. Rourke!

You never did listen too good, did you?

Oh, I can't alone.

Oh, you little brat.

I dropped by to see if you would like to
come to the party I'm having for my

guests tonight.

Oh, the party. Sounds wonderful.

Would you like to sit down?

Oh, thank you. Please. Here.

Can I get anybody anything?

Oh, no. No, no, thank you very much.

I hear you're getting married in two
weeks.

Yes.

Two weeks from today, in fact.

Well,

frankly, I never could quite understand
why you and Frank decided to quit.

You seem to be so happy together.

But if this is working out for you, I
want you to know I'm very happy for you.

Thank you.

Forgive me for asking, Mrs. Thomas, and
please don't feel you have to answer, of

course, but why did you get divorced?

Frank was seeing another woman.

Frank?

He was?

Oh, he tried to tell me it was strictly
a business relationship, but I knew

better.

Did you know the other woman?

Look, I'd...

I'd really rather not talk about this.
In fact, Mr. Rourke, I think that my

coming to your party is not a very good
idea.

No, wait a minute.

Look, if you're worried about running
into Frank, don't be.

Why don't you just think about the
wedding coming up in two weeks and come

have a good time.

I know I'm going to have a good time
because I love farewell parties.

We're going to divide into two squads,
Sergeant. You take one, I take the

Yes, sir.

Your job's going to be to get the
Germans' attention and keep it.

As soon as you start firing, we'll try
and move in close and hit them with

grenades. Yes, sir.

Um... Excuse me for saying so, sir.

But all your plan is going to do is get
us all killed.

The Germans are waiting on us out there.

I wish I knew a better way, but I don't.

So for exactly 1 ,800 hours, you begin
your diversion, Sergeant, as ordered.

Yes, sir.

Anderson, you, you, you go with
Galloway.

Cimino and you other two, you go with
me.

You got 30 minutes.

Well, let's get ready.

America?

Red, white, and blue all the way,
sweetheart.

I've come to liberate you.

No, it's okay.

Shh, keep quiet.

Keep it nice and friendly.

Calloway's right, you know.

They are out there waiting for us.

They'll probably get us just like they
got all the others.

I just hope I have the guts to do what I
have to do out there.

What's the

matter, huh?

Just hold it!

We lived through this thing. You can
tell all about it at your court

Speak the lady's language or go over
there and apologize to her for Uncle

Tell her she hides out tonight.

Italian ought to be here by then. She'll
be safe.

Yes, sir.

Ten minutes, Sergeant.

Well, I had this microphone open, you
see, and he didn't know I had it open.

you can imagine.

Excuse me for interrupting. Hello, Mrs.
Thomas. Hi, Jay.

Walter Moreland is here.

Oh, all right.

Walter Moreland, that's my boss.

You don't mind if he comes to the party
tonight, do you? I'd be delighted.

Well, good.

Then he can watch me wrap up my story on
you in person.

Jay, grab a chair. Sit down.

He's going to kill me. He knows I didn't
tell the judges.

Why didn't you?

Because it's the only contest I ever
won. And I won that contest fair and

square. I was going to give this later
to you as a souvenir, but perhaps you'd

better use it instead.

It's not all bad here. Yes.

Very nice.

That was nothing.

It really wasn't anything at all.

As soon as Galloway and his men start
firing, we go.

Get as close as you can to that
building. If we get lucky, we may hit

supply and blow up the whole damn thing.

I hope you guys played a lot of
baseball.

What the hell, they're keeping him.

I'm getting out of here.

I'm staying alive.

Better yet, we all go.

That way nobody talks.

It's up to us now.

You have seen the truth as it really
happened, Mr. Overstar.

And now it's over.

But Kenny was killed in action. He was a
war hero. At least let me get some

proof. Oh, I'm sorry, Mr. Overstar, but
I... Please.

Don't you see? If I can get Kenny's dog
tags, then I can prove the remains they

found in those ruins were really his.

Then they'll have to do something.

They'll have to investigate.

All right.

Two minutes.

Kenny?

Peter A. Galloway?

It was so simple.

All these years, he just switched tags.

Oh, Kenny.

This is all very lovely, Mr. Rourke, but
I'm still going to nail you.

As far as Frank Thomas is concerned, you
struck out.

The reason I haven't been able to bring
him and his ex -wife back together is

because I need help.

Your help.

My help?

Well, the woman Mrs. Thomas thinks her
husband is seeing is you.

Me?

Well, from the way Mrs. Thomas acted in
your bungalow, I thought it was quite

obvious.

Me?

Mr. Rourke?

Yes, sir.

Walter Moreland.

News director, UBS Network.

Oh, how do you do, sir?

So, you're the man that makes fantasies
come true.

Well, it looks as though Exposé America
is about to bring your operation to a

well -deserved end.

Right, Christine?

Wrong. Come with me, Frank.

Why don't you consider having your
honeymoon here?

Connie, I swear to you, I never so much
as kissed Frank or wanted to,

let alone have an affair with him.

So now if that is the reason why you two
had a divorce, I mean, you've got to

tell me, because if it was, my God, that
was really stupid.

Now, Christine, what was I to think?

I mean, he came home late just about
every single night.

Because he is the most dedicated, hard
-working tape editor I have ever been

blessed with in my life.

Believe me.

Frank.

Do you realize what they're doing?

Mm -hmm.

Reconciling.

Do you further realize you spent almost
$100 ,000 proving that Fantasy Island is

legitimate?

Yeah, well, these things happen.

Not in our network, they don't.

Christine, you're fired.

I couldn't help but overhear.

Not only did you make Frank's fantasy
come true, but you used me to do it. I'm

terribly sorry.

I suppose now you're going to ask me to
dance.

What a lovely idea, shall we?

Only if you tell me your secret.

Will you excuse the two?

Yes, but not him.

And don't try to tell me that you don't
have any secrets.

Because I have spent 15 years proving
that when something sounds too good to

true, ten times out of ten it isn't
true.

No matter how much I want to believe it.
Ah, so your real fantasy would be to

prove that Fantasy Island isn't a fraud,
huh?

I suppose so.

Well, look around, Miss Connolly.

Isn't that precisely what you've done?

I guess so.

All I wanted was some proof, Mr. Rourke.
All I found was the truth. Somehow that

just isn't enough.

Fate works in strange ways, Mr.
Overstar. This news report says that a

serving a life sentence for criminal
activities died yesterday in France.

Yeah. So what are you driving at,
Rourke?

A routine fingerprint check has revealed
the true identity of the prisoner to be

Peter A.

Galloway.

Long presumed dead in heroic military
action near Anzio in 1944.

He had apparently assumed the identity
of the real hero.

Lieutenant Ken Augustar.

The United States government has ordered
a full investigation.

Thank you, Mr. Roark.

Thank you for both of us.

Yes, sir.

Goodbye, Tattoo. Good luck.

Well, I guess this is goodbye.

Does that mean you're not going to grill
me on national TV anymore?

Grill you on TV? Do you want her to
tattoo?

No. But when I told my aunt I was going
to be on TV, she bought a video

recorder. Well, I'll tell you what.

You give your aunt's name and address to
Frosty, and I will cut together all of

the footage I made of you and transfer
it to a cassette, and we'll send it to

your aunt. Then you can be on her
television set.

Great. Fantastic.

I'm terribly sorry about your job.

No, don't be.

You know, this whole thing has made me
realize how cynical I have become.

And I hate cynics.

Listen, you're not going to forget about
me too soon, are you?

There's no danger of that.

Goodbye, Pastor.

Goodbye. Thank you very much.

Goodbye, Frosty. Bye -bye.

Cheer up.

I told him to send your aunt because
it's you.