All language subtitles for fantasy_island_s07e07_wedding_picture

Good point, Rock.

Good morning, Lawrence.

Smiles, everyone.

Smiles.

Yes, refreshing sight, sir.

Father, mother, and daughter.

We get so few families here.

That's Dr. Jack Gorman, his wife, Lucy,
and their daughter, Amanda.

The family that fantasizes together
stays together, right, sir? Not in this

case, I'm afraid, Lawrence. No, you see,
Mrs. Gorman is extremely unhappy with

her marriage.

You don't say so. Yes.

Her fantasy is to relive the day of her
wedding to determine once and for all if

she did indeed marry the wrong man.

I should have known it was too good to
be true.

Don't give up hope yet, Lawrence.

Jeans and a tie?

A touch conservative, don't you think,
sir? Perhaps, Lawrence, but don't let

appearances fool you.

Mr. Fred Connors from Cleveland, Ohio,
is not as tame as he might look.

Oh, he certainly doesn't seem the type
who would enjoy hunting the great

Cape buffalo.

What Mr. Connors is after could prove
far more exciting, Lawrence. His fantasy

is to spend a weekend on a desert island
with a beautiful girl.

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

Welcome to Fantasy Island.

And there's Jack and me at the altar.
Oh, that was five very long years ago.

Mrs. Gorman, are you quite certain your
marriage is, as you put it, on the

rocks?

Well, you tell me.

See, I was a nurse when Jack and I got
married.

And I put him through his last two years
of medical school, and then I helped

him through his internship.

But for four years, the only time I ever
saw him was when he had a bill for me

to pay.

And when he completed his schooling?

I thought it was going to get better,
and it didn't.

It got worse.

Ever since he set up his medical
practice, he totally ignores me.

Mr. Rourke, it is like his own wife does
not even exist.

After all I've done for him.

Anyway, if that doesn't mean that my
marriage is kaput, I don't know what

Well, have you confronted him with your
feelings?

Well, no.

I guess I'm a little bit scared to talk
to him about it. It's like...

Actually, hearing him say that he
doesn't love me anymore is gonna hurt.

Anyway, I think actions speak louder
than words.

I think it's pretty obvious that the
only person in this family that Jack

loves is Mandy.

I can't say that I blame him, though.

She is a wonderful little girl.

But the truth of the matter, Mr. Rourke,
is that I'm jealous of my own daughter.

That's how bad my marriage is.

I see.

And this, uh...

The gentleman you mention in your
letter, Mr.

Craig... Carlson.

Carlson. Craig was a medical student at
the same time Jack was.

And lately, I don't know, it's like I'm
haunted by this feeling that Craig is

really the man I should have married.

And I am dying to find out. Can I get
started?

I can send you back to the day of your
wedding right away, Mrs. Gorman.

But your fantasy will last only 48
hours.

And you must return to exactly...

The same spot where you entered your
fantasy in order to leave it.

Do you understand?

Yeah, that sounds simple enough.

Good.

Now, Mrs. Gorman, I want you to look at
this picture again.

Really, look at it.

The year is 1978.

Remember how you looked then.

Remember the day of your wedding, what
you were hearing, the music,

the minister, the vows you were
exchanging.

Do you, Lucinda Marie Patrick, take this
man to be your lawfully wedded husband,

for better or worse?

In sickness and in health, for as long
as you both shall live.

No, I sure don't.

I'm sorry.

So, how about it, Lawrence?

Almost a perfect fit, right?

It is a perfect fit, sir.

So, Mr. Rourke, who is she going to be?
When do I get to meet her?

You will need her when you get to the
cove, Mr. Connors. Pelican Cove, it's

called.

As for who she is, I think perhaps you
already know her.

Oh, do I know her? Of course I know her.
I mean, everyone knows her. She does

commercials. Do you know that I once
bought five bottles of aftershave lotion

because of her?

No. Yes.

You mean this is the one I'm going to be
marooned with, Selena Morgan?

Selena Morgan, yes.

Ordinarily, it would be very difficult
to get someone of this woman's stature

participate in a fantasy such as yours.
But her manager feels it will help

convince Revington Cosmetics that Miss
Morgan is the ideal model to represent

their new maroon girl line of beauty
aids.

Marooned with the marooned girl.

Appalling how paradise is being
exploited these days.

Selena Morgan.

Now, I mean, we are talking world class
here.

Yes, I can understand your enthusiasm,
Mr. Connors.

But I feel I must caution you.

What you see isn't always what you get.

All aboard, gentlemen.

This is wonderful, Mr. Rourke. Well, I'm
delighted you approved, Mr. Connors.

See, everything that comes out of these
cameras, I don't want anything to go

without my looking at it.

Good, good.

Okay, that... Actually, this is a cold
at the very tip of Fantasy Island.

But the mountains make it quite
inaccessible.

For all practical purposes, your desert
island, sir.

It certainly isn't a deserted one, is
it?

Ah, the photographers, yes.

Come, Mr. Connors, they're anxious to
meet you.

You all better have enough film here for
me.

Okay, let's see.

Get down here. Get over here. I want an
angle from over here. Ah, good.

Yeah, oh, yeah. Oh, okay, people.

Now, Selena, show us what the world is
waiting for. The maroon girl.

Very impressive indeed.

And you, Mr. Connors, no comment?

That's because I have died and gone to
heaven.

Oh, just a second, okay?

Mr. Morgan's over there. The guy with
him must be the one with the fantasy.

We should probably get him in on some of
this, huh? Whatever you say, Wes.

Smiling.

Miss Selina Morgan?

Her manager, Mr. Westbury.

Mr. Fred Connors, the young man whose
fantasy you have so graciously consented

to fulfill.

It's a pleasure to meet you, Fred.

Hi. Hi, it's nice to meet you.

Very, very nice.

Selena, how about showing the
photographers what Fred's weekend with

girl is going to be like?

Sure. Come on, Fred.

Let's go, Lawrence. I believe Mr.

Connors is in good hands.

Well put, Harriet.

Okay, that's it. Show's over.

Oh, Selina.

Yeah, uh, uh, back to the boat,
everybody. Grab the props for me, would

Selina, will you remember that Christy
Robbins is also up for this maroon gig?

know it.

Fred better have a smile on his face
when I bring the photographers back the

after tomorrow or you can kiss your
chances goodbye.

All right.

Okay, okay, all right, all right.

Please.

Don't you think it's about time we got
to know each other a little better?

Well, I think that's a good idea.

And for starters, hands off.

Okay?

Dr. Lyons, please call your office.

Dr. Lyons, call your office.

1978. Five years ago.

Lucy?

Michelle?

Hi, gosh, it's good to see you again.

You just saw me yesterday.

Oh, yeah, I did, didn't I? Besides,
aren't you forgetting something?

Uh, well, it's been a while. Am I?

You're supposed to be getting married
today.

Um, I changed my mind.

What?

Change your mind?

Lucy, you're getting married, not buying
a pair of shoes. What do you mean you

changed your mind?

Lucy, I want some answers, and I want
them now.

All right, so do I.

Mr. Radisson probably wants another back
rub to let.

Listen, talk slow, okay, you guys?

Look what's gotten into you.

How could you just walk out like that?

Jack, it wouldn't have worked.

What wouldn't have worked?

Our marriage.

Says you and what fortune teller? You're
just going to have to take my word for

this one, okay?

Lucy, whatever is bothering you, please
tell me so we can talk about it.

I love you. Jack, talk is not going to
change this.

And love is just a word especially with
you.

You're not making any sense.

Lucy?

Lucy?

Okay, you want to know why I called it
off, huh? Yes.

Well, there's the reason right there.

Craig Carlson? Yes, Craig Carlson.

You're seeing Craig Carlson? No, but I'm
going to.

What's wrong with you? He's a loser. He
is not.

His test scores are so low, they're off
the charts. Well, I happen to think

differently. I'm not going to let you do
this.

Let go of me, Jack Gorman. You have
messed up my life one time, and you're

going to do it again.

What do you mean by that?

I mean nothing by that. Lucy?

What? Lucy!

I have to talk to Mr. Roark.

Where is he?

Madam, you cannot barge in here
unannounced.

Madam!

Mr. Roark, tell that ape to watch what
he does with his hands. I'll have him

arrested for committing lewd and obscene
things upon my body.

I was merely trying to restrain her.
It's all right, Lawrence.

I'll see the lady.

A matter of definition, sir.

I'm Christy Robbins. Oh, yes, I've seen
your face in many advertisements, Miss

Robbins. Why don't you sit down? Thank
you.

Would you care to join me? No, thank
you. No?

Now, what can I do for you? You can tell
me where that maroon girl publicity

stunt of Selena Morgan's is going down.

And may I ask what would be your
interest in the matter?

To keep from getting robbed, that's
what.

I beg your pardon? I had that maroon job
all wrapped up, and then Selena started

making waves about this desert island
stuff.

Miss Robbins, knowing how competitive
the world of modeling is, I can

how important the marooned assignment is
for the woman who finally lands it.

Nevertheless, I cannot tell you what you
want to know. I'm terribly sorry.

That's not fair.

I deserve a shot at that gig as much as
she does.

Perhaps, but my primary obligation is to
my client, Mr. Connors.

Well, let me tell you something, Rourke.

I didn't become centerfold of the year
by taking no for an answer.

Craig? Hi.

Hi, Lucy.

Why don't you sit down?

Are you sure I'm not disturbing you? No,
no, it's okay.

I've been over this chapter ten times.

If I don't know it by now, I never will,
which will probably be the case. Oh,

don't say that.

I thought you'd forgotten all about me.

Jack Gorman and I have split up.

Oh? Anyway, I was wondering what our
chances are of picking up where we left

off. Well, if...

You're not doing anything tonight.

I'd say our chances were pretty good.

Well, I get off at 6 o 'clock.

I'll see you then.

You got it.

Okay. Okay.

Bye. Bye.

Fantastic! Will you look at this place?

Selina, isn't this what you would... You
might call this a real romantic

setting, wouldn't you?

Huh?

Oh, Selina.

Selina, look, all you gotta do is just
loosen up a little bit, you know? Just

let your feelings take over.

It's not all that difficult to imagine
that we're in the Garden of Eden.

Fred, if you think I'm gonna bite the
apple, uh -uh.

I agreed to spend the weekend with you.

That's all I agreed to.

Selena, look.

You're going to get a kick out of this.
Look at this. Look.

Look. Picnic basket.

Huh? All the comforts of home we got.
Any suntan oil?

Aha.

Suntan oil.

You know, I'm just gonna... I'm gonna
start at your neck and then I'll slowly

work my way down, okay? If you want
something to keep your hands busy, why

you try putting up your tent?

My tent?

That's my tent.

That's your tent.

Don't worry, everything's numbered.

Oh, come on, Selena, two tent?

What are the neighbors gonna think?

Let's get something straight right now,
okay?

You're a nice guy.

You really are.

I'm only on this godforsaken lump of
pelican guano for one reason. And that's

the maroon job.

It's business, not pleasure.

Which means I'm not going to play Eve to
your Adam or get in any tent with you

to raise Cain or Abel.

Okay?

Oh, come on, Selina.

Fred, be a nice guy.

Think Smithsonian.

Look, but don't touch.

All right, that's it.

I've had it. Where's the radio?

I'm going to call Rourke and tell him I
want a refund. It's there, and it's not

that kind of radio.

Oh, fine.

Fine. That's great.

The first night of my fantasy, and I get
to spend it with a chastity freak.

Terrific.

And so anyway, so what do you want to do
tomorrow night?

Oh, I don't know. It all depends.

Craig, you know, I had this feeling all
along that you were the one.

I knew you were special the very first
time we went out. Did you really?

All of a sudden, future doesn't seem so
bad after all.

Well, if you mean our future.

Sure doesn't.

You want kids?

Yeah, kids would be nice.

No. What's wrong? My locket's gone. I've
got to go.

Right now?

Yes, right now. Being without the
picture inside is like being without

Being without whom? My daughter.

I can't find my locket. Look, I'll talk
to you tomorrow, okay? I've got to go

find the locket. I'll talk to you
tomorrow.

I'm sorry.

Lawrence, I'm so glad I ran into you.

Careful, miss. It's time to be witnesses
to your plunder.

That's why I'm glad I ran into you. I
acted like such a creep today. I just

wanted to apologize.

It is well known that I am a forgiving
man.

Then everything's okay?

Mm -hmm. I'm glad. Since Mr. Rourke
changed his mind, I didn't want to leave

with any hard feelings.

What do you mean, changed his mind?

Well, he told me all about Mr. Connors'
fantasy, and he's letting me go to,

uh... Pelican Cove?

Right, Pelican Cove.

Well, if Mr. Rock has given you his
blessing, I can only add mine.

Good luck to you, Miss Robin.

Thank you. Do you think I can get a car
to take me?

It's accessible only by boat.

Thank God.

Is everything all right, Miss Ward?

Mr. Ward.

Yeah, everything's just fine. As a
matter of fact, my fantasy is going just

great.

You've renewed your acquaintanceship
with Mr. Constance? I sure have.

You know what?

He is the man I should have married. I'm
sure of it.

Well, perhaps when your fantasy ends and
you return to the present, you can look

him up.

No. You see, in the present, he is
married and he's living somewhere in

Now, if I want him, and I do...

I'm going to have to go after him right
now.

I see.

Mr. Rourke, what would happen if I
didn't show up at that wedding tomorrow

afternoon? You'll stay here in the past
and your fantasy, in effect, will become

reality.

But, Mrs. Gorman, if you're thinking of
changing the past... Just my past. And

Jack's past and Craig's past... But all
for the better.

Don't tell me that by changing our lives
I'm going to alter the course of human

history because we're just not that
important.

What about Amanda?

What about Amanda?

Have you noticed yet that the locket
containing your daughter's picture is no

longer around your neck?

Yes, I have. As a matter of fact, I was
just looking for it. You'll never find

it. Why? Because here in the past, your
daughter doesn't exist.

And if you don't return to your wedding
tomorrow, she never will.

I hadn't thought about that.

Yes.

If you don't end your fantasy, Amanda
will never have been born.

Mr. Rourke, I love my daughter.

But I also feel very, very strongly
about Craig. Now, are you going to stand

there and tell me that I have to choose
between them?

Oh, that's not fair.

I know, Mrs. Gorman.

state, lady. This is for signaling Mr.

Rourke to come and get you.

Can you see Mr.

Rourke looking for smoke signals?

Maybe a ship that caught it or a plane.
I don't... Relax, Fred.

They say telepathy's good for the soul.

Oh, yeah?

Not in Cleveland, they don't.

Listen.

When the weekend's over and the media
come back, I'll rave about what a

wonderful lover you were.

You can go home with a reputation
that'll keep you and women for the rest

your life.

Oh.

Fred.

Fred.

I think I found my ticket out of here.

Hey, there's somebody in here.

Oh. Oh, the ship's going down.

It's a woman. Lady?

Lady, are you all right? We're going to
drown. Get the lifeboats.

Help. Oh, we're dying. You're okay now.
I'm okay?

You're okay. I'm okay? Just hold on to
my head. Oh, thank you. Thank you.

I don't believe this.

You know her?

Okay, Christy, what are you trying to
pull?

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Hang on. You got it now.

I'm not going to let you do this.

You're not going to ruin this for me.

You're not going to ruin this for me. Do
you hear me?

So, who are you thinking of leaving at
the altar today?

What? You've been orbiting Pluto all
morning.

Oh.

Michelle. Yeah?

Come here.

Say you were married.

I am married.

Say you had a child.

Does my husband count?

Just say you had this honest -to -gosh,
thumb -sucking, diaper -wearing little

child, okay?

Okay, but I still say you're describing
Jim.

Now suppose that things between you and
Jim started falling apart.

Right. And then suppose that you met
this guy.

Not just any guy. I mean, this guy is
Mr. Right.

He's your knight in shining armor.

Right.

But for some reason, only one of them,
either your child

or Mr.

Right, could exist.

And now you have to make the decision.
You have to decide between them.

What do I get if I choose Wright?

Michelle, would you please just tell me
who you would choose, the child or the

guy?

Well, I guess I'd choose the guy.

You would?

He can always have more kids.

No, not this one kid.

He should be gone forever.

Look, Lucy, it's really hard.

But if this hypothetical Mr.

Wright is really Mr.

Wright... He is.

And he started having his babies?

Then maybe you wouldn't think about the
first child.

You've been a big help.

I tried.

I better get back to work.

Lucy?

It was just a hypothesis, wasn't it?

I'll see you later, okay?

Yes, Lord.

I had an encounter with Miss Robbins
yesterday, and it weighed heavily on my

mind all night.

So this morning I went to the harbour,
Master, and sure enough, I'm afraid,

Robbins had made inquiries with regards
to the rotation of Pelican Cove.

Then she rented a boat and set sail.

Are you saying she got the name of the
cove from you, Lawrence?

To my infinite humiliation, yes, sir.

Simply tell me how you want me to remedy
the situation, and it shall be done.

I'm afraid there is nothing to be done.

We can't arrest Miss Robbins for
trespassing. The code has no

Then apparently our Mr. Connors is going
to end up with what is commonly known

as a twofer.

Unfortunately, yes. Unfortunately, sir?

It occurs to me, Lawrence, that one
beautiful woman can turn a desert island

into a heaven. Two beautiful women can
make it into a hell.

I hope you choke on it. And what are you
doing in my clothes?

I had to get her out of those wet
things.

There was a time out there in that
terrible ocean when I thought I'd never

chicken soup again.

Oh, you poor baby.

Oh, Fred, you don't actually believe all
that shipwreck garbage, do you? Right

now, the only person you should be
worrying about is you.

Oh, Fred, I feel better already.

And it's all because of you.

Some chicken soup.

If there's anything I can do to repay
you for saving my life, you just ask.

Just give me a minute. I'll think of
something.

What's Revington's slogan?

The maroon girl always gets her man.

That's right, hot lip. But first you're
going to have to beat me at your own

game.

Oh, no, lady, please, no.

If this was a war, I sure like your
ammunition.

Hi. Hi.

Find your locket. Oh, no, I didn't.

What's up?

A friend of mine said I could use his
place at the lake for a couple days.

Wondered if you'd like to go there with
me.

She's not going anywhere with you, pal.

I think what she does or what she
doesn't do is up to her, Gorman.

What do you say, Lucy?

I say pick me up at four.

Great.

Lucy.

Two days ago, we were in love.

Deeply in love.

Now, I don't know what happened to
change that for you, but for me,

changed. I still love you.

And this is killing me.

You don't love me, Jack. You just think
you do.

All you really love is your career. And
all I am is someone who's going to help

you become what you want to be most, and
that's a doctor.

That is not a husband.

What's killing you is not losing me.
It's losing your meal ticket.

That's not true.

It's not?

Okay, then let me see you choose.

Come on, why don't you choose between me
and your career?

Which one do you love most, huh?

Lucy, please.

There you are, Gorman.

I've arranged for you to be among my
assistants for a bypass this afternoon.

I assume you're interested?

Me, Dr. Hoyer?

Assist you?

That's quite an honor, sir.

Yes, it is.

Inform your floor supervisor and then
come to my office for a pre -op briefing

at once.

Yes, sir.

Don't bother.

You just said it all.

Ah, there you are, Lawrence.

Playing jacks, huh?

Ah, yes, sir. And better chance to sit
down, I might say.

Miss Amanda's had me quite busy all over
the island this morning. I wonder where

small children get all that energy.

She's such a... a dear little child,
sir.

What will happen to her if Mrs. Gorman
does not return from the past?

I explained to Mrs. Gorman last night
that if she doesn't return, it will be

if her daughter had never existed.

You constantly astonish me, sir. How's
that?

Well, I must confess that much of what
takes place here on Fantasy Island is

still a mystery to me.

Well, I'm afraid it must always remain
so, Lawrence.

And the boundaries are one's
imaginations?

Oh, as far -reaching as those of
creation, Lawrence.

Oh, dear.

I'm afraid I feel a bit lacking in the
face of all that.

My personal fantasies have always been
on such a modest scale.

There's nothing wrong with that.

Perhaps not, sir.

But it does make one feel rather dull.

I think it's time to get your roller
skates on, Lawrence. I see your little

friend waiting for you.

I'm on my way.

How can Mrs. Gorman not return to such a
dear little thing?

I imagine Mrs. Gorman is pondering that
this very moment.

What's that for?

Oh, this is for Christy. She must have
had a relapse. She's shivering like a

in ice water. Can't figure it out. Well,
I can.

Oh, thank you, Fred.

All right, just...

Just try to keep yourself warm, okay?
What's happening to me?

Well, your body temperature must have
dropped and it's just probably a delayed

shock or something.

It reminds me of a movie I saw once
about this man, a complete stranger, who

saved this poor freezing woman's life.

You know how?

How? By giving her the heat from his
very own body.

That must have been some movie.

It wasn't because of lust or anything
like that.

No, no, of course not.

No, it was just to save a life, right?

That must have been so inspirational,
the meeting of two bodies for

purposes. That must have been
tremendous.

I've got to see this movie.

Oh, Fred, I'm so cold.

Hang in there, Christy. Help is on the
way.

You're making me so hard.

Ménage à trois.

That's what's beginning to worry me.

Ah!

Mrs. Orman?

I hope I am not intruding, but I have
something from the present I thought you

might like to have.

I've pretty much made up my mind, Mr.
Ork.

I'm not going back.

If I did, I'd just be divorced. Well,
why are you so certain divorce is

inevitable? Why?

Because being a doctor is all that
matters in life to Jack, not being with

I think it's wonderful that he wants to
be something important. In fact, I wish

him well. I really do.

I don't know. Maybe I'm selfish.

I would like to feel needed for what I
am, not for the children that I give

birth to or the money that I bring in.

For me.

And that's the way I feel when I'm with
Craig.

But Jack and I,

It was a mistake.

If you don't return to your wedding by 4
.30 this afternoon, you'll never see

Amanda again, Mrs. Gorman.

Never.

Damn you!

When did you find this?

Oh, when I first got here, before you
and Christy arrived.

Tell me something. Do you two always go
head -to -head on these modeling jobs?

Only the ones worth fighting for.

Are we going to talk about Christy all
day, or are we going to go for a swim?

Oh, sure, yeah. Just hold the phone.
I'll get my trunks.

Haven't you ever heard of Nudo Sen?

Nudo Sen?

They do it in Japan.

All the time.

Sometimes whole families.

Oh, yeah, yeah.

Yeah, Nudo, I got that part.

Oh, send me baby.

Yeah, right.

Come on in, Fred. It's wonderful. You're
going to love it.

That's Christy. How can there be a fire
in this place? It's deserted.

I don't know, but that sure looks like
one to me.

I better check it out.

What happened?

This is farther than the campfire
ignited something.

Oh, give me a break. You started that
fire on purpose.

That's a lie.

All right, all right, just cool it.

Look, I don't care who did what anymore.

Look, I didn't ask for much. Did I?

A nice, nice little romantic weekend
with the girl of my dreams. Instead, I

up with two nightmares.

To hell with her. Let's finish our swim
spread. No, you stay with me. I'm having

a relapse.

Hold it. That's it. Just take a flying
leap, both of you, all right? If I can't

get anything else, maybe I can at least
get a little peace and quiet.

Have a good time.

Oh, we will. Michelle, it's been so good
working with you again.

Listen, you'd better take a vacation. If
anybody ever needed one, you do.

Okay, bye. Okay.

Oh,

wait a second. What?

I almost forgot this.

I was there at the first successful
bypass operation.

What I mean by successful, the patient
fully recovered, but died seven months

later from mountain climbing.

The end great.

Well, it didn't indicate.

Mr. Gorman, perhaps you will be a part
of history today.

Yes, sir. Excuse me, sir.

Mr. Uh, gentlemen.

I'm sorry, Lucy, but I've got to do
this. What are you... Oh, Jack!

Lucy! You hit somebody! Lucy. What? I
love you.

Now, I don't want to be a doctor just
for me, but I want to be a doctor for

Don't you understand?

No. I want you to have the best.

After everything you've done for me, I
owe you the world.

Now, it may take some time, but I swear
to God I'm going to give you the world.

As soon as I finish my residency here,
I'm going to work day and night setting

up the best, best practice this
country's ever seen. I'm going to pay

for everything.

Jack, you mean you are going to work day
and night because of me? Oh, you're

damn right.

And when we have kids, I'm going to work
even harder because my whole family is

going to have nothing but the best.

Oh, Jack, I had this all wrong.

I know this has been tough on you,
darling, and I can't blame you for

used. Oh, but please, please, please
hang in there.

You know what? Everything is going to be
fine, isn't it?

I mean, as soon as I get back to the
present, you and me and Amanda, we're

to be just... Oh, no, it's 20 minutes.
It's 20 minutes after 4, and I've got to

be back to the wedding by... In 10
minutes, you're going to have to hurry.

You're going to have to drive me. Come
on, just drive me, okay?

Come on, we've got to go.

When the photographers get here... Oh,

speaking of photographers... They're
here.

The one in the dark blue jacket is Mr.
Revington.

Fred!

Fred!

I'm really glad you decided to be in on
the finish, Mr. Revington. When you see

the grin on Fred Conner's face, you'll
have to make Selena your maroon girl.

Well, I'll tell you the truth, Wes.

Christy Robbins is my first choice.

Christy was. Yes, but if Fred Connors
can give Selena the kind of testimonial

need for the ad campaign, then you've
got a deal.

Great.

It looks like they have fire.

What the devil is that?

Hey, come on. Hey, hey, hey. Why don't
you put this act in place?

Who?

Stop it. Stop fighting over him. Stop.

Wait a minute. Don't move.

If that man can have two of the most
beautiful models in America fighting

him, get my drift, Wes. The new line of
men's products I'm coming out with.

Of course.

The marooned man.

Me? How about it, Fred? It's a genius
idea.

And when I get through promoting you as
the marooned man, you'll have every

woman in America at your feet.

Every woman in the world? Yeah, every
woman in the world.

And all I wanted was just one.

Grab all of them, Selena.

Oh, it's just past 4 .30. Now what do we
do? What are we doing, period?

Come toward me, Mr. Gorman.

You will return to the present and
everything will happen the way it did

years ago.

But you must hurry.

Who is that guy?

What's going on?

Lucy!

Lucy!

Lucinda Marie Patrick, take this man to
be your lawfully wedded husband, for

better or worse, in sickness and in
health, for as long as you both shall

I do.

Then, by the power vested in me, I now
pronounce you man and wife.

Well, I don't know when I'll get back to
Cleveland, Mr. Rourke. Uh, Reddington

has us, uh, started out on a 12 -city
promotional tour. Yes, I know. The

man. Very, very impressive.

And his marooned girl.

You both got the job?

Well, half a loaf, as they say, is
better than signing up for unemployment.

Bye -bye. Goodbye.

Goodbye.

I want to thank you both very much for
everything.

You're very welcome. Thank you. The
gunners, goodbye.

What is it, Lawrence?

I was just thinking of something you
said, sir. What's that?

If two women on a desert island can
become a hell, we may have to redefine

meaning of heaven.

We may, indeed, Lawrence.

Come here, Amanda.

Well, I see you've finally decided to
leave us, huh?

It was Jack's idea to stay.

Yes, I've finally been doing what I
should have been doing all along.

Relaxing and enjoying my family.

Well, are you two ready?

For what?

Not it.

Not it.

Ah, that means Mommy's in. Come on,
Peter.

I think we've created a monster.

Thank you. You're very welcome, Miss
York.

Okay, you guys are in big trouble now.

You better run.

Remember what I said when they arrived,
sir?

Yes, Lord. The family that fantasizes
together stays together.

Precisely.