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Good morning, Mr. Rock.

Good morning, Lawrence.

Smiles, everyone.

Smiles.

I believe that's Audrey and Judy
Jennings.

Of course.

Yes, Lorna, they have arrived at the
conclusion that nobody ever takes a

girl seriously.

And what is their pen?

To show the world that they are more
than just pretty faces.

Not to mention figures.

And there'll be no unexpected
complications?

I didn't say that, Lawrence.

Their fantasy may well have all those
elements so dear to your heart.

Perhaps even more.

Mr. and Mrs. Joseph Wilson.

They don't seem like the happiest couple
to arrive on Fantasy Island.

Yes, Lawrence.

Mrs. Wilson is worried because her
husband has never been able to satisfy

ambition to be a dancing star, like his
childhood idol, the great Bojangles. A

lofty ambition indeed.

And his fantasy, sir?

Mr. Wilson's fantasy is to make up for
all the years of failure by dancing, not

like Bojangles, but actually performing
with a great entertainer himself.

And why should such a fantasy distress
Mrs.

Wilson? Because she fears her husband's
fantasy will kill him.

And she may be right.

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

Welcome to Fantasy Island.

And now, ladies, don't you think it's
time to explain why you really came to

Fantasy Island?

Mr. Rourke, you know what we want? We
want to be taken seriously.

But isn't what you really want a little
more complicated than that?

Your true fantasy is not so much that
the world take you seriously, but that

take yourselves seriously. To truly
accept yourselves as competent people,

just... Pretty faces, isn't that it?

Look, nine out of ten men think that
every woman with a nice face and a good

figure is just a bimbo.

And we're not bimbos.

Certainly not.

You'll never prove that with a feeble
attempt to disguise yourselves with a

of glasses and a scarf.

Haven't you surrendered before the
battle has even begun?

Huh?

Bravo, ladies.

If you've got it, flaunt it.

In the case of the Jennings sisters,
you're absolutely right, Lawrence.

And now, ladies... Oh, don't bother
unpacking. Put the bags in the car, will

you? Lawrence and I will pick you up in
precisely 47 minutes.

And be prepared for a new adventure.

Mr. Wilson, Mrs. Wilson, it is obvious
you two disagree over the

advisability of this fantasy, don't you?

Right.

Look, Mr. Rourke, Joey has a heart about
as reliable as a kid sending home money

from college. Dory, I'm sure Mr. Rourke
doesn't stay in business killing off his

customers, right? Right.

Excuse me, sir.

You've had opportunities, Mr. Wilson.

Dancing in a chorus line or in specialty
acts is just as strenuous as dancing

alone. So, it hasn't been only your
heart condition, has it?

I don't know what it's been, Mr. Rourke.

Luck, maybe.

Being in the right place at the right
time.

Maybe just getting a break, you know
what I mean?

I see.

Well, you are now on Fantasy Island, so
you're in the right place.

Perhaps your fantasy itself will provide
what you call luck.

Dory.

I want you with me.

That's got to be part of it, Mr. Rock.

In that case, will you be kind enough to
step through that doorway?

Would that do?

Yes.

That's him.

That's him, Dory.

That's Bojangles.

That's it. That's it. Now, that's
exactly what I want to happen. See?

Mr. Rock did it, Dory.

We're back when Bojangles was alive.

Thank you.

Oh.

This place is so beautiful, Mr. Rourke.

Yes. You will be staying at the North
Shore Hotel, ladies, managed for me by

Rex Reinhardt.

Wait a minute.

You mean the Rex Reinhardt who used to
play the jungle man character on TV when

we were kids?

Oh, yeah. People used to call him the
bargain basement cowboy.

I suggest you forget that appellation,
ladies.

Mr. Reinhardt is rather sensitive about
it.

Well, it's good to see you again. Good
to see you.

May I introduce Miss Audrey Jennings?

Well, how do you do?

And her sister, Miss Judy Jennings. How
do you do?

Mr. Rex Reinhart.

Well, Mr. Rock, what have you brought me
here, huh?

Two beautiful little fillies, huh?

Two very talented young ladies seeking
new horizons and new opportunities.

Can you sing?

Uh -huh, one other thing.

Can you talk?

Oh, yes, when we have the chance.

Quite charmingly, I might add.

All right, Larry, right.

And how about you, honey?

Yes, I talk.

And I remember, too, like when I was a
little girl and you were on TV and

used to call you... Yes, Miss Janice,
yes.

And now, Mr. Reinhardt, as you can see,
both ladies have voices.

Larry and I must return to our duties.

And I'll see to it that they don't give
me any trouble.

And vice versa, Miss Ward.

Yeah, especially vice versa.

Come with me and I'll show you a
bungalow. Okay.

Come on.

Only proud I have over my head And when
I'm weary

Mother Nature makes me a big goat

No visitor, sorry.

Oh, you're Joe Wilson.

Yeah, that's me, but how did you know?

You're raging.

Some cat named Rock sent Bojangles your
picture.

That's me.

You as good as this letter says you are?

He's better, mister.

That's what they all say, lady.

Hey, you guys take five, huh?

Marvel.

Yeah, yeah.

You got to be Joe Wilson, huh?

I know you, but I don't think I know who
this pretty young lady is.

I'm Doris Wilson.

I come with him. We're a match pair, Mr.

and Mrs.

You, uh... You don't know what this
means to me. I mean, actually...

Hey, if what I've heard from your press
agent is true, you're going to be doing

a number with me in this motion picture
that we're making.

I only ask one favor.

You be nice to an old man now.

Oh, I saw you out there. Are you
kidding?

Let's see what the man can do.

Dean's believing, Bo.

Yeah, you're right about that, but we
got time for that.

I want to steal your husband for a
minute. I want you to meet some of the

musicians, some of the best in the
world.

My husband is a nice man, and he's paid
his dues. You know what I mean?

I paid my dues too, Mrs. Wilson.

20 years dancing in joints, washing
dishes in between gigs.

Bojangles said this was going to be my
big chance.

So he got this letter about your
husband.

It'll help you understand.

Rex.

I just heard what happened.

Are you all right? Yes, I'm fine, Hawk.
I'm fine, thanks.

This is my pal, Hawkins.

He's head of security around here.

This is Audrey and Judy, the Jennings
sisters.

Hi. They're going to be putting on a
show for us tonight.

I want to check into this, so we've got
to talk.

Well, later on will be soon enough.

Old Hawk here and myself, we go back
many years.

He was my stunt double for me on my
show.

I couldn't get along without him.

York. Taste is certainly improving, Mr.
Reinhardt. Mrs. Jennings, sisters.

Mr. Childress. Why don't you both call
me Charles?

Charles Childress, the author?

Yes. You were who chained lightning,
didn't you?

Guilty.

I've read every one of your books.

Well, ladies, you're wasting your time.
You're discussing literature with the

present company. I suspect the last
thing Mr. Reinhardt ever read was a

biography.

Bargain basement cowboy, a tragedy.

That's a cheap shot.

It was a hatchet job of a book, and I
don't like to be reminded of it.

Ah, yes, I know. I know.

Till later, ladies.

That man's got a hate going for me, and
I don't know why.

Good, gentlemen. Thank you very much.

Well, Joe, if you're ready, come on up
here and show me what you can do.

Yeah, sure.

Okay, Beth.

You just let it all go this time.

You can do it. All

right,

now, you know the guys, and the guys
know you.

Have fun.

I'll be over here watching.

Okay, let's have it right in here.

Relax.

We're having fun.

One, two, one, two, three, four.

I don't feel so good, you know?

Maybe I better get some air.

Let him go.

He looks sick. He looks real sick. Maybe
he needs a doctor.

No doctor can cure Joe's problem, Bo.

But thanks for caring.

What are you thinking?

Mr. Rourke said that he understood what
we really wanted.

Yeah, to take ourselves seriously so
that other people would too.

And then he said to be ready for an
adventure.

And Rex got shot at.

And Mr. Childress made all those cruel
remarks about him. Yeah, and what about

Hawkins, the old stunt double pal?

I don't trust him.

No, me neither.

Where was he when that gun went off?

And if we are serious, and this is...

The adventure he meant.

Well, then you and I both know the
easiest way for us to do a little

Yeah, by being bimbos.

You got it.

You all right?

I've been looking an hour for you.

I'm sorry, hon. I had to be by myself.

Look, Dory, about what happened back
there... Just what did happen, Mr.

Mr. Rourke! Oh, Mr. Rourke. Am I glad to
see you.

Apparently, you've had some problem with
your fantasy?

It's not going to work.

Oh? No.

Look, the heck with the rest of the
fantasy.

I met Bojangles.

Oh, that's more than I could have ever
hoped for.

But that's good enough.

Is it? Ah.

How do you feel about that, Mrs. Wilson?
After all, you were against your

husband's fantasy from the beginning.

Leaving things as they are, is that good
enough for you, too?

No.

It isn't.

Sorry.

I mean, you were the one that was
worried about me having another heart

I almost did.

Well, you were there.

It wasn't your heart giving out back
there on that stage, Joe.

It was your guts.

That's what it's always been.

What your wife is trying to tell you,
Mr. Wilson, is that if you die, it won't

be your heart that kills you.

It will be your fear.

Five, six, seven, eight.

Jog. Two, three, four, five, six, seven.
And work.

All right.

Do it again. Pretty good.

So, are you here to research a book, Mr.
Childress? Oh, no, no, no, no, no.

Why don't you call me Charles?

I'm here on vacation and hoping to get
away from it for a little while.

Hoping to meet someone like you.

I have to tell you, this is so exciting
for me.

I once read an interview with you where
you said your first novel was your

favorite one.

Well, it was my favorite, too.

Well, we seem to have an awful lot in
common, don't we?

There's something that I've always
wanted to ask you, Charles.

And now I can.

I never did understand why Lucy refused
to marry Rinaldo at the end of the book.

What was her motivation?

Well, actually, I read that book a long
time ago, and I may have told an

interviewer that it was my favorite, but
actually, I can't remember it all that

well.

You can't remember why Lucy said no?

Surely I'll tell you later, but now,
shall we talk about you?

You're good, Judy.

Well, thank you. You're pretty good
yourself.

Did you used to be an actor, too? No, I
just did stunts. I stood in for Rex.

I bet he wishes you were still standing
in when whoever it was took that shot at

him. No way, Judy Gale.

I couldn't afford to lose the old boy
here.

He holds his place together.

Hi. Well, you're the hit of this sale,
Bojangles.

Oh, you mean all the people just
applauding and recognizing me and

You think I'm like that?

Well, don't you?

You damn well right I do.

Let me tell you something, Joe. For a
man that didn't have two nickels to rub

together for most of his life, you know,
well, it's like throwing the rabbit in

the briar patch.

Come on. What do you want to drink?

What do you have?

Oh, I pass, man. I can't drink that
stuff. The fire starts down here

But that doesn't stop my friends from.
I'd love to watch you drink.

Well, I'd like some wine.

Well, make it two.

Here you go.

Now, man, get me a big bottle of
champagne and bring it for my friends.

You know, I like you young guys. I
really do.

And I'm going to tell you something.

Well, we're listening.

Well, when I finish the movie I'm making
now, I'm going to hang it up. Hang up

the dancing shoes.

You mean you're retired?

Yeah.

It's too much, man. You know, sweating
all the time and my hands shaking, juice

running out of my knees, you know.

You can't quit over that.

You're not just some guy who dances,
bro. I mean, you're the living hope

for all the skinny little kids with big
dreams. You know, guys dancing on street

corners, wearing sneakers, and using
bottle cap tops for taps, you know?

What you're saying, then, is that I'm
giving up on myself?

That I'm quitting?

I don't know what else to say.

Pardon my laughing. It's just giving up
on yourself and quitting.

Isn't that what you did this afternoon?

You got an answer for him, Joe?

No man could make me feel more like an
angel

than to feel you beside me these days.

I love heaven.

Heartbeat away.

Heaven.

Heartbeat, the heartbeat.

Heaven. Love the heartbeat away.

Your love makes my heart.

You certainly have a winner, Reinhardt.

For a change.

Oh, yeah. Yeah.

If anything, too good.

What is that supposed to mean?

I mean, they could be playing top club
anywhere.

Reno, Las Vegas.

I wonder what they're doing here.

I'd feed away heaven if I feed the heart
to heaven.

I'd feed away your love, make my heart
to...

fun tonight, wasn't it? Yeah, they were
great, Audrey.

I'm a little tired, but you know...
Well,

I know I loved it.

Sure, Audrey.

Well, I'm glad I don't have any jewelry
left, do you?

Wait!

Make it swing.

You give him the tempo.

Okay, fellas.

Let's take it up about here.

I just can't do it.

I'm telling you, we were shot at.

I don't understand it. First me, and
then these two little fillies. It's too

dangerous for you to stay here.

It would seem that you ladies do need
protection.

Perhaps it would be best for you to come
back with us.

Absolutely. Not.

What? We don't need to be bailed out of
this. We can handle it ourselves.

I agree.

We can handle it.

There are a couple of other things that
happened that are strange, too.

Yes, that's right. My gold watch was
stolen and my diamond ring last night.

You know what that's worth? A half a
million.

Dollars? Well, that's what the elegant
said when I won it from him.

If there are any further problems, I'm
afraid I have to take action from my

Mr. Reinhardt.

No, that's not going to be necessary,
Mr. Rock.

Old Hawk here, he can handle it. And so
can we.

Very well.

Look, Rex, we can handle it and we can
help.

I mean, really, Charles Childress
doesn't know the first thing about his

selling book.

He's a phony. A phony who hates your
guts.

I think you girls might have something
on this Childress character.

I want to check him out.

You know, there's a lot more to you gals
than meets the eye.

They're not saying something.

Look, Art.

We have one solid fact to go on. He
didn't write those books, so he isn't

Childress. So who is he?

Hey, you think you can keep Childress
busy while I get into his room?

Do bees like honey?

Thank you.

Charles, I really would like for you to
see my new number.

I mean, that way I could... get an
expert opinion on it, and I'd know if I

right about it.

Da -da -da -da.

Da -da -da -da.

Da -da -da -da.

Dun -da -dun, da -da -da -dun.

So that's what he's up to.

Come on now, darling.

My room is far better than this for what
we should be doing now.

What should we be doing, Mr. Childress?

You've got to be kidding.

Mr. Childress with the biggest come -on
since Cleopatra?

You mean you like my number?

What the hell is going on?

What are you really up to?

I guess I owe you some kind of
explanation, right?

Yeah.

I'd say you do.

I don't know what to say, man.

Then let me say it for you.

Joe, it's not just being scared.

I mean, you're feeling sorry for
yourself.

Well, maybe I've got my reasons.

Like what?

Well, like, uh, no breaks, huh?

And then there's the old, uh... Oh,
yeah, yeah, the heart attack.

And that gives you a chance to build it
up and keep building it up until you

really don't know whether you're any
good or not, right?

You've been talking with Doris, right?

Mm -hmm.

It's damn easy for you to say, though,
Bill.

I mean, you don't know what it's like
wondering if you're gonna drop dead the

next man or not, hmm?

Now, you listen to me.

Maybe I'd love wondering about it.

What are you talking about?

Well, uh, you remember last night when I
told you about the... the fire

down here?

Lots of people have ulcers.

I'm afraid it's a little bigger than
ulcers.

Yeah. It's big, it's mean, and it's...
something that no doctor can do anything

about.

And it's gonna get me.

Next week.

Next month.

Meanwhile, it's down there, and it's
growing.

Getting bigger.

And, um...

Just by next time.

I... I don't know what to say.

Point is, I can't let it get me down.

I mean those kids.

The people that you told me about.

I can't... I can't quit on them.

I can't quit on me.

No matter how much I want to feel sorry
for myself, I can't do it.

And I don't think you can either.

Can you?

No.

No, Bill.

I didn't think you could.

Now, come on. We'll go back there and
we'll do it again.

And we're going to lay down some kind of
iron. Come on.

Judy! Judy, are you in there?

Valerie, come on in.

Hi. What made you think that Judy was
here?

Well, she was with children just a
little while ago, and... I know when

somebody's calling me, which I want you
as a witness.

I told you.

What is this?

Park.

I'm doing my job, Rex. You know this
guy's passport?

It says he's Eddie C.

Bass. Now, does that sound familiar?

Who's Edward C. Bass?

Why, honey, he's the dirty rat who wrote
that lousy story about me that almost

drove me out of the business.

Take it easy, Rex.

Oh, boy, did that feel good.

Hey, where's Judy?

I'm right here, Mr.

Reinhardt.

Why, you two are the damnedest team of
gals I've ever seen.

Listen, Hawk, you ought to use these
two.

These are great little fillies. They
make great detectives.

I don't get it.

Mr. Hawkins knows I was in the closet
when he came in.

I saw everything.

Like what?

Like him planting Rex's gold watch in
Mr. Childress's coat pocket. Hawk,

this all about?

It's fade -out time, Rex, for you.

And you, too. I'm sorry.

Both of you.

Why?

I got a letter last week from an old
friend.

The producer of your show.

He said he couldn't live with himself
anymore because how you lied when we

up for the same role in that series.

Wrong. No, no. He didn't tell you the
truth.

He told me the truth. He told me that
you didn't have the star quality or

whatever it was he was looking for.

Well, it doesn't matter really anyway.

I have the diamond ring. It's worth a
half a million dollars.

And I have my own patsy lying right
there on the ground.

Look, Mr. Hawkins.

You haven't committed any crime yet.

Mr. Reinhart will give you that ring,
won't you?

Yes, I will, Harker. No strings
attached.

That sounds like a bargain you couldn't
pass up.

It's a nice try, honey, and you too.
Audrey, now.

you two get here? Just in time for me to
eat my earlier words. I would say those

two gentlemen take you both very
seriously indeed.

And now, do you?

Mister, from now on, everyone's going to
take the Jennings sisters seriously.

Yeah.

Yeah.

No.

It's okay, honey.

It's okay.

Now you just get out there.

Do what you got to do, okay?

Okay.

Gentlemen.

It's going to be alright.

It's going to be alright.

Yeah.

Home, where we belong, huh?

Get on up on that stage, Harry.

Come on, man, this is going to be your
big break after all.

Joe, what did I tell Bojangles?

Well, tell him that you're good.

And then, uh... Show him, kid.

I can't believe it.

Will you tell me what's going on? Well,
I did it.

Baby, I did it.

Thanks to you. Thanks to you. You are so
beautiful.

And thanks to Bojangles. And thanks to
Mr. Rock.

No more feeling sorry for myself.

No more. No, I did it.

I know I could do it. I knew I could
dance back there. But that's another

another place.

Right now.

Right now, I'm just glad to be here with
you.

Mr.

Wilson.

I'm sorry, but your fantasy's over.

Yeah, I know.

How about a little traveling music, Mr.

Rock?

How did I do, Mr. Rock?

Just fine, Bojangles.

And thanks to you, Mr. and Mrs. Joe
Wilson are going to be just fine, too.

That's good.

I'm never going to finish this motion
picture.

But then you know that, don't you, Mr.
Rock?

Yes, I know.

I'm sorry.

Well, I've got no regrets.

Do what you gotta do.

It's said a man has already achieved
immortality if he's remembered and loved

years after his death.

I congratulate you.

Thank you, Mr. Locke.

Take care.

You too, Bojangles.

The sky is the only roof

I have over my head.

And when I'm weary, Mother Nature

Makes me a bed.

Mr. Rourke, Lawrence, you're the first
to know.

Joe's going to open a dance studio.

Congratulations, Mr. Wilson. Yes, a
splendid idea. You'll make a fine

Yeah, well, I'd like to pass on some of
the things that Bojangles taught me, you

know. Not just about dancing, either.

He would have liked that very much, Mr.
Wilson.

Well, thank you. Thank you very much.
You're very welcome. Lawrence. Goodbye,

Mr. Wilson.

Goodbye, ma 'am. Goodbye, sir.

I still say you were taking a bit of a
risk, sir, letting him dance with his

condition.

Sometimes, Lawrence, taking a chance is
the safest thing you can do.

If you know what I mean.

I presume you're looking for the
Jennings sisters?

As a matter of fact, I was. Well,
they're not going back to the mainland.

You see, they found just the place to
accomplish what they want in life,

together. To work at something and be
taken seriously.

In the bargain basement cowboys employ,
sir? Exactly. They decided to invest

with Cowboy Rex in a resort of their
very own.

And I suppose they'll be in charge of
security as well as entertainment.

How did you guess?

I knew you'd be so happy for them,
Lawrence.