Original subtitles

[♪♪♪♪♪]

[BELL TOLLING]

The plane! The plane!

[GIRLS GIGGLING]

Boss, Boss! The plane.

Boss.

Hello, Roarke.

ROARKE: Hello, Nyah.

I called to you from the deepest canyons

of the Glass Green Sea.

Yet you heard and came to me.

You too are a remarkable creature, Roarke.

And a handsome one, too.

Such flattery, Nyah.

Uh, could it be that, uh, you want something from me?

Well, yes.

Uh, let me guess.

Um, a fantasy of your own, perhaps?

How did you know?

[WATER SPLASHING]

Well, it doesn't matter. But since you did bring it up,

I would like to learn what love is like.

Human love.

Well, I don't know if I should help you, Nyah.

Why?

ROARKE: Well, for one thing, you've been luring sea men

into the dark waters of eternity for several hundred years

with your siren song.

It's an understatement to say that, uh,

with you, love can be dangerous.

Perhaps even for yourself.

NYAH: Your human love may threaten foolish mortals.

But I am Nyah...

most royal princess

of the Kingdom of the Seven Seas.

I have nothing to fear.

You will give me my fantasy, won't you?

-Please? -We'll see.

We'll see. But first,

to know human love...

one must first be mortal.

[GROANS]

[♪♪♪♪♪]

[GASPS, GROANS]

What have you done to me, Roarke?

[WATER SLOSHES]

NYAH: I hate you!

[MUFFLED GROANS]

[PANTS]

Smile, everyone. Smile.

[♪♪♪♪♪]

Boss, where were you?

You should have been here. The plane was approaching

and then suddenly, it turned around

and went back to sea.

Uh, yes. Yes, my friend.

I suspect the pilot saw a castaway

drifting helplessly with the current

and stopped to pick her up.

Uh, a castaway?

Her? But, Boss, that's Princess Nyah.

The mermaid. What is she doing here?

She's a customer.

You mean she has a fantasy?

She has indeed.

Her fantasy is to discover the secret of human love.

Well, she could hardly begin her search

confined to the ocean.

Boss, her tail is gone.

ROARKE: It's only a temporary condition.

She has 48 hours to fulfill her fantasy

and then she will go back to the sea.

And, uh, to her tail.

-TATTOO: Who is that, boss? -ROARKE: Mr. Tony Chilton.

An airline pilot from Okmulgee, Oklahoma.

A happily married man with a young daughter but, um...

uh, something nags at him.

And that's why he's here, right?

Precisely.

He was born during what many considered

to be the last great romantic conflict,

World War II.

His fantasy is to fly one combat mission

with a certain famous fighter group

based in the New Zealand area.

Mr. Chilton wants to be one of those Flying Aces.

One of the heroes.

Boss, that could be very dangerous

doing things like that. He could get killed.

He could indeed, my friend.

Besides, there is a great deal more

to his fantasy than meets the eye.

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

Welcome to Fantasy Island.

[DOOR OPENING]

-Ah, Mr. Chilton. -TONY: Mr. Roarke.

It's amazing,

all the famous fighter planes from World War II.

The Lightning, the Mustang, the Corsair, the Zero.

It's quite a collection you have here.

Yours is a very difficult fantasy, Mr. Chilton.

My preparations had to be meticulous

and Tattoo's research was very precise.

I still can't believe it's gonna happen.

How soon can we start?

[DOOR OPENS]

All set, Boss.

If you wish, your fantasy begins now.

But first,

I must remind you that it is exceedingly dangerous.

That's understood.

But there is one thing.

It will be the 53rd Naval Fighter Group,

before March 23, 1944?

Exactly as you specified, Mr. Chilton.

That's great.

Boss,

is that a special date or what?

In war, all days are special days, my friend.

But in Mr. Chilton's case, the date has a special meaning.

Mr. Chilton.

What's all this?

Elements, Mr. Chilton. Elements of your fantasy.

Well, what do I do now?

Uh, change into the clothes you'll find in those boxes

and then, uh, when you're ready, sit down on the chair and wait.

Wh-- wait.

Is that it?

The journey of a thousand miles, Mr. Chilton,

or in this case, of more than 30 years,

begins with a single step. That is your first step.

I sincerely hope your fantasy lives up

to your fullest expectation.

Will you excuse me?

[WIND WHOOSHING]

[AIRPLANE ENGINE WHIRRING]

PILOT 1: Tied it up?

Joe's in my life already, skipper.

PILOT 2: Yeah, you got Tony Knees.

TONY: Mr. Roarke, you did it.

I hate these awkward spindles you call legs.

They bend strangely.

And they are so weak.

They almost let me drown in my very own sea.

And when I am angry and do this... [GROANS]

-They hurt. -Then don't do that anymore.

But I must do something, Roarke. I am furious with you.

Why did you not tell me

that you would take away my beautiful tail?

But you demanded your fantasy at once.

Well, I could hardly disobey a royal command, could I?

This is true.

I am a princess after all.

[BIRDS CHIRPING IN DISTANCE]

I forgive you for starting out my fantasy on two wrong feet.

ROARKE: Thank you.

This is not as good as seaweed.

Now...

bring me some love at once. I am beginning to get bored.

Oh, I'm afraid love is not a dish

that can be so easily delivered by room service. No, no.

Love is an elusive, precious link

between fortunate beings.

A link which may join a man to a woman,

a mother to her child, a friend to a friend.

Even a boy to his dog.

NYAH: Roarke, my fantasy was to know love.

Real, important love.

Now...

how do I find it?

As all mortals must, by searching for it.

And when you have found it...

you'll know.

Very well.

I shall search for it.

Now...

where do I start?

Well, I think perhaps some place familiar to you like, um,

the swimming pool might be a good start.

I saw several eligible young men there a few moments ago.

I believe I will start...

at the pool.

Wise decision.

[GLASS SHATTERS]

[CHOKING]

-Jim. -[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

Uh, excuse us. There's been a slight mistake.

She's a, uh, health club member, and obviously,

she got too much sun. I'm terribly sorry.

Please have a drink on me, won't you? No, two.

I'm terribly sorry. I apologize. [CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY]

Well, you told me to look for love at the pool.

You are on dry land now

and we humans observe certain conventions.

-Clothing, for instance. -[SCOFFS] That's silly.

Nonetheless, while you are on Fantasy Island,

you will observe the general rules

of human conduct.

You will wear clothing! Is that clear?

-Yes. -All right.

I've never heard of anything so stupid

in my entire eternal life.

I'm afraid that human love is going to be dull, dull, dull.

DAVID: This is Red Fox leader.

We're going to 12,000 feet. Now.

PILOT: And I hope we do it together.

DAVID: All right, you monkeys. Can the chatter.

PILOT: [SINGING] ♪ Oh, if you have a daughter ♪

♪ Bounce her on your knee ♪

♪ And if you have a son, Then the-- ♪

DAVID: I said can the chatter.

PILOT: Who's that off your port wing?

[AIRPLANE WHIRRING]

Number 5.

DAVID: Get back into formation.

Who, me?

Yes, you.

TONY: Hey, what outfit is this?

DAVID: The 53rd, of course.

Skipper, Zeros eight o'clock.

PILOT: Ah, there's another bunch at eleven o'clock.

All right. You're on your own.

[SHOTS FIRING]

[ENGINES WHIRRING]

[SHOTS FIRING]

[SHOTS FIRING]

[WIND WHOOSHING]

Is there anybody out there?

DAVID: Sitting on your tail.

You lost?

Roger.

I didn't know which way was up.

This is your lovable squadron leader, David Chilton.

Stick close.

[AIRPLANES WHIRRING]

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

There.

Do these tiny bits of cloth make me look mortal enough

to walk about without causing a fuss?

[ROARKE] Uh, yes.

Yes, I'm quite sure anyone who looks at you will say,

"There goes...

a real human being." [CLEARS THROAT] Yes.

Good.

Now I can start searching for someone to have love with.

If you see him before I do, will you point him out?

Oh, I can't decide whom you love, Nyah.

When you meet the right person, you'll feel it...

in here.

You say that...

Uh, I must search for love.

Yes.

And that I will feel it in here.

That's right.

I still don't understand.

[SIGHS] I'm so confused.

Oh, look.

A beautiful, golden-haired mortal.

I think I will love him.

I am Nyah. Princess of the Seven Seas.

I would like to love you. Are you ready?

Ready?

Freddy isn't ready, honey.

I don't know who you think you are.

Hey, come on, girls. Cool it, okay?

Be gone!

[SCREAMS]

[WOMAN GASPS]

I don't understand his concern.

-She's quite an ordinary woman. -ROARKE: May I remind you

that I have provided your fantasy

and will cancel it unless you control yourself.

Do you understand?

-[GASPS] -Answer me.

Yes!

It's not fair! I need your help to find love!

Roarke.

Roarke! [GROANS]

PILOT: We were on our way back.

He fell out of formation, smoking.

Saw a couple of our Corsairs covering him on the way down.

[PATRONS CHATTERING]

With that lost look, I'd say you must be

the new replacement, right?

Yes, sir. Tony Chilton.

Oh, I kept griping they were sending me kids.

I guess I finally got through to them.

I'm Captain Rosicker.

Hey, your name, uh,

showed up on the transfer sheet this morning.

You any relation to our flight commander, David Chilton?

Uh, no, sir. I don't think so.

He was your escort home.

ROSICKER: Commander...

shake hands with Tony Chilton, your little lost lamb.

Says he's no relation.

He's right. As far as I know, I'm the last of the Chiltons.

Uh, what am I saying?

I just had a son two months ago.

Congratulations.

Hey, and thanks for bailing me out up there.

I never would've found this place.

Well, it's easy to get turned around up there.

Welcome to the Fighting 53rd. I gotta go check in.

Excuse me, Captain.

Sure.

It appears to be a fine Havana, Mr. Chilton.

Do you find something wrong with the cigar?

Mr. Roarke...

what are you doing here?

Well, I wanted to make sure your real fantasy

was progressing satisfactorily.

You knew all along, I guess.

It was very simple to determine that, uh,

two months after your birth,

your father, Mr. David Chilton, was reported killed in action

as a squadron leader of the 53rd Naval Fighter Group.

Have you met him yet?

Gave me this.

In honor of his new son, you.

Yes.

Yours is an extremely rare

emotional experience, Mr. Chilton.

It's really difficult to describe the feelings.

To be able to talk to my own father.

He's so young.

To actually see him alive.

Oh, alive only because it's your fantasy, Mr. Chilton.

But he is alive.

-There's got to be something-- -I must remind you that fate...

cannot be altered or history rewritten.

No matter how desperately we might wish it so,

we cannot change what happened on March 23, 1944.

I'm sure as hell gonna try.

I'm sure you will, Mr. Chilton.

[♪♪♪♪♪]

BARTENDER: Uh, yes, miss. What would you like to drink?

One glass of sea water, please.

Extra salty.

Salty?

One Salty Dog, coming up.

No, no, no. Just the salt. Hold the dog.

[SIGHS]

What do you see that makes you sigh so sadly?

Huh?

Oh, it's my family.

That's my wife, Heather. And our kids, Mona...

and that's Harvey, Jr.

I guess I take 'em for granted

when they're around all the time, but...

when they're not...

I remember I love 'em.

-[CHUCKLES] -[CHUCKLES]

Oh, you can love so many at one time.

BARTENDER: One Salty.

Hi.

Sorry to butt in, gorgeous, but...

me and Bradley couldn't help but hearing you talk about love.

We'd just love to buy you a drink.

Oh, you can love a drink as you love a person?

Explain that to me, please.

Huh?

Never mind.

If I am to find love,

I guess I'll have to do it my own way.

Your eyes.

Lady, what's going on?

Do you feel...

love?

Yes, I...

Take me with you.

I want to go to the deep, green caverns of...

endless love.

What kind of line are you handing the lady?

[MAN GRUNTS]

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

[MEN GRUNTING]

PILOTS: [SINGING] ♪ Bless 'em all Bless 'em all ♪

♪ The long and the short And the tall ♪

[INDISTINCT LAUGHTER]

♪ Bless all the sergeants And double "O" ones ♪

♪ Bless all the corporals And their blinking sons ♪

♪ For we're saying good-bye To them all ♪

♪ As back to the barracks We crawl ♪

♪ So cheer up, my lads Bless 'em all ♪

[INDISTINCT CHATTER, LAUGHTER]

-Tony. -[SIGHS]

You still look lost.

[CHUCKLES] I found the bar.

-[DAVID LAUGHS] -Can I buy you a drink?

Sure. Orange pop.

I got a squadron leaders meeting in about 20 minutes.

I gotta keep a clear head.

You mind if I ask you something?

Oh, not at all.

What the hell are you doing flying fighters at your age?

I got friends with influence.

Hmm. Now if that were true, you wouldn't be here.

Uh, let's sit down.

Yeah, I guess you're right.

But what about you?

Where would you be right now if you had your choice?

Okmulgee, Oklahoma.

I got a little house there, right on the outskirts.

I got a couple acres of fruit trees and...

a lawn, a garden.

Me and Mary, uh, that's my wife.

Uh, we picked it up just before I shipped out.

We wanted a nice place for the kid to grow up.

Hey, I got a picture you gotta see. [EXHALES DEEPLY]

Here, you take a look at this. Here's the little tiger.

Anthony David Chilton. Ain't he something?

[CHUCKLES] Yeah, sure is.

How about you, Tony? You got a family?

Damn right. The best in the world.

Next to yours, of course.

Well, I gotta get going. I got that meeting

and I got a feeling something big is on for tomorrow.

Tell me, we couldn't have met somewhere before, could we?

Yeah. I guess it's possible.

I thought so.

We'll figure it out sometime.

I'll see ya.

All right.

[DOOR CLOSES]

TATTOO: And when the cops got there,

they start fighting over Nyah, too.

Finally, I had to call the fire department

and have everybody hosed down.

Well, you did very well

under the circumstances, my friend.

Please take charge of the cleanup operation,

-will you? -Okay, boss.

But keep her away. She's bad news.

I have repeatedly warned you to conduct yourself properly.

But, apparently, you didn't take me seriously,

-did you? -I did, too.

I was trying very hard to learn about love.

And those unpredictable mortals started bashing each other about

merely because I looked at them.

My eyes are very beautiful.

Perhaps I'm just too lovely for men to stand it.

We are both aware of what your eyes can do

to mortal men, aren't we?

Not to mention your other...

charms.

Are you pleased with the way I look, Roarke?

That makes me very happy.

And your actions make me decidedly unhappy.

You have acted without consideration for others

and I will have no more of it. Do you hear me?

Well, I will not be lectured to by commoners, Roarke.

My dear Princess Pain-in-the-neck,

I shall now show my love for a naughty little girl

by spanking her

where she has been needing it for at least a thousand years.

Stand back!

I will not let you touch the royal person.

Oh, I promise that the part I touch

is not all that royal.

Rise up, Father Neptune,

and drown this upstart in your angry waves

and drench him in your icy waters.

G-- Giant squid!

Attack!

[PANTS] Shark? Crab? Where is everything?

My apologies, your spoiled highness.

Ow! Ow! I object! Roarke!

[GROANS]

I regret that the punishment was necessary,

and I assure you, it did not hurt me

as much as it did you.

Now dry your tears...

blow your nose...

and when you have recovered your composure

and your manners...

you may resume your search for love.

I need not continue my search for love.

Well, if you wish to terminate your fantasy,

that is entirely your affair.

But, please, do let me know your decision, won't you?

I don't have to look any further because...

[DOOR CLOSES]

[SNIFFLES]

I have found the one I love.

It is you, Roarke.

[SNIFFLES]

I love you.

TONY: I'll have a whiskey.

[CRICKETS CHIRPING]

In the mood for company?

[SIGHS]

You don't have to talk if you don't want to.

A lot of them don't.

Do you make a career out of

comforting the lost souls of the world?

Are you from the 53rd?

-Isn't everybody? -Oh, I'm not being nosy.

It's just, I know most of the fellas, I imagine.

Oh, I see.

Do you know Commander Chilton?

Look, uh...

I just, soon you left him out of this conversation,

if you don't mind.

I'm afraid you're out of luck there, Lieutenant.

Everybody talks about Commander Chilton.

Oh. I'm sorry.

Don't worry about me, love.

It's the Commander you should apologize to.

As a matter of fact, I only met him once,

and all he talked about was how much he loved his wife

and his new kid.

But all the young pilots told me all about him.

They call him The Shepherd.

-The Shepherd? -You know why?

Because when any of them are lost and overdue,

it's always him that goes out and finds them

and brings them home.

The Shepherd.

Does that make you feel better?

Yeah.

Yes.

Thank you. I...

I'm very grateful to you.

Look, uh, I'm sorry, I...

-Will you forgive me? -Of course.

Thank you.

[♪♪♪♪♪]

[SEAGULLS CALLING]

Oh, Tattoo!

Wonderful news!

I have decided I am in love with him.

I love Roarke.

-You in love with the boss? -Yes.

Oh, isn't that wonderful?

Now I understand the mystery of it all.

Oh, Tattoo.

I want to swim through the air as I swim through the sea.

Weightless.

Quicksilver. Ecstatic.

But that's not gonna work.

You're not right for the boss.

You will not stop me from having him.

Oh, yes, I will.

And I will stop you from even trying,

and that's a promise.

[WAVES RUSHING]

Well, you're right, of course.

[SIGHS] I would prefer a golden-haired man anyway.

Oh, there's a lot of them here on Fantasy Island.

In fact...

if you were to bring me a boat from the cove,

[EXHALES] I could row out to where the golden-haired men

ride upon the surf.

I could not swim that far till my tail were returned.

One dinghy coming.

[♪♪♪♪♪]

You will not stand in my way, little man.

Waters of the deep, hear me.

When Tattoo rides upon you, blow upward,

keeping him far from the shore.

Nyah has spoken.

ROSICKER: This is our combat order.

We've got a tough one, gentlemen.

The 53rd will fly a diversionary patrol

to draw off enemy fighters

from bomber elements that will strike

enemy bases

at Kerney Island and Pacumi Atoll.

Every flyable aircraft will be in the air this morning.

You see what your influential friends got you into?

-[CLEARS THROAT] -Yeah, I'm beginning to.

Yesterday's mission was the best we've done,

although your formations were a little sloppy.

Tony, the old man's talking about the lousy flying

-you did yesterday. [CHUCKLES] -[CHUCKLES]

Hey, he's gonna be my wing man today.

I'll keep him out of trouble.

That will get you both killed, you mean.

Hey, don't sweat it, Tony. I haven't lost a fledgling yet.

ROSICKER: We'll fly North towards Pacumi

to get their attention,

and then turn East.

The squadron commanders will brief each unit.

ROARKE: I must remind you that fate cannot be altered

or history rewritten.

No matter how desperately we might wish it so,

we cannot change what happened on March 23, 1944.

TONY: I'm sure as hell gonna try.

ROARKE: I'm sure you will.

[AIRPLANES WHIRRING]

Bandits at one o'clock.

[SHOTS FIRING]

PILOT: Behind you, skipper. You got one on your tail.

[SHOTS FIRING]

-Took a hit. -[ENGINE STALLING]

Looks like I bought it this time.

Not while I'm here.

[SHOTS FIRING]

[EXPLODES]

All right, Tony. You got him.

That's some nice shooting.

To hell with that.

Just follow papa home.

[♪♪♪♪♪]

[♪♪♪♪♪]

NYAH: Roarke!

-Roarke! -Yes?

I must speak with you.

Yes.

I have found the love I had been searching for.

I'm very happy for you, Nyah.

Who is the fortunate man?

You, Roarke.

It's always been you.

[♪♪♪♪♪]

I am very honored

that your quest for love has brought you to me.

But you must look further.

You have been my pupil and I your teacher.

It's not unusual to mistake that relationship

for something much deeper, Nyah.

But my love is true.

You have great strength.

Yet you are gentle.

You have courage, but an understanding heart.

Look into my eyes and love me, Roarke.

[♪♪♪♪♪]

Love me.

Nyah, Nyah.

Did you think to seduce me with trickery

and win my affection by unnatural power?

What would love won that way be worth?

But I feel this ache of longing for you.

I see your face before me when you are not there.

I hear your voice speak my name as in a dream.

And I don't know how to tell you these things.

To touch you how you touched me.

You have done that just now without sorcery.

I do have love for you, Nyah.

But not the love you wish for or deserve.

But why not?

You are a child in so many ways...

and a gentleman does not take advantage

of innocence.

Thank you...

most sincerely.

Thank you.

What is it now?

My fantasy was to know love.

And now that I have, I'm ashamed of myself.

Why?

I sent Tattoo out to sea

so he would not come between us.

What do you mean, "out to sea"?

I sent him to find me a small boat,

to get him out of the way...

and then I ordered the currents to carry him beyond the reef.

The waves out there will capsize a small boat

and Tattoo is unable to swim a stroke.

He will drown!

Roarke! Roarke!

[GRUNTS]

Help!

[SCREAMS]

He must have drifted far out. I can't see him.

There is no choice but to swim out

and hope I find him.

We may both drown because of your cruel act, Nyah.

Oh, Roarke! I'm truly sorry.

I will find him. I will prove my love.

[♪♪♪♪♪]

[WATER BURBLING]

I understand now, Roarke.

I understand.

[♪♪♪♪♪]

NYAH: Tattoo, the rope!

I will take you in.

Hey, you did all right up there.

Thanks to you, I'm still here to say so.

Well, somebody's got to take care of you young punks.

Come on, I'll buy you an orange pop.

All right.

[CHILTONS CHATTERING]

What, we got a problem, Captain?

I'm not sure.

I picked something up with the radio.

It's pretty garbled,

but it sounded like that kid we got in last week, Thompson.

He's lost and asking directions.

-You get a fix on his location? -ROSICKER: North.

But I guess it was in the vicinity

of the Pacumi Atoll.

Well, I'm the shepherd around here.

I'll grab that Corsair and go have a look.

I'll take a rain check on that pop.

Good luck.

Hey, David. Wait a minute.

Let me go.

Hell, there's no use you playing the hero

around here all the time.

Yeah, then I'd be out there looking for you, too.

Now bringing home lost lambs is my specialty.

-Remember? -Course I remember. [CHUCKLES]

Now look...

David, don't go up.

I've got to.

It's my job.

You know, I still can't get a fix

on where we met before.

Somewhere.

Well, we'll have to figure it out

when I get back. All right?

Yeah.

[ENGINE REVVING]

Hey, wait a minute, I'm coming with ya!

Dad!

Wait for me!

Wait!

Come back!

[♪♪♪♪♪]

Wait for me!

Wait!

Wait for me!

[DOOR OPENING]

[♪♪♪♪♪]

[WATER BURBLES]

I am a creature of the sea once more, Roarke.

My only regret

is that I did not love you as a mortal woman.

Saving Tattoo was love in its highest form, Nyah.

But not the love

that might have been between us, Roarke.

No.

But we have touched, you and I.

And the memory is one I will never forget.

Nor I, Roarke.

But I have not given up.

You see, we shall meet again.

Again, my love.

[♪♪♪♪♪]

Well, Mr. Chilton,

are you ready to go back to the routine

of flying passengers instead of combat missions?

More than ready, Mr. Roarke.

But you were one of the Flying Aces.

One of the heroes.

Well, I've been thinking about that, Tattoo, and...

and, well, maybe the ones who make it out of a war alive,

they're merely survivors.

The ones who don't make it are the only heroes.

Hmm. I never thought of it that way.

I sincerely hope your fantasy

was not a disappointment to you, Mr. Chilton.

Oh, no, not at all, Mr. Roarke.

I'll be forever grateful to you.

You've given me something that no other man

can possibly have,

a real feeling and memory of his own father,

strong, forever young.

And a good shepherd.

You were right. It is a good Havana.

Difficult to come by nowadays.

Boss, what's the cigar have to do with it?

Oh, it's more than a cigar, my friend. It's also a memory.

A celebration. A reaching out across many years.

Touching between a father and his son.

[♪♪♪♪♪]

[♪♪♪♪♪]