Original subtitles

[BELL TOLLING]

The plane! The plane!

[GIRLS GIGGLING]

-Good morning, boss. -Good morning, Tattoo.

Smiles, everyone! Smiles!

[GIRLS GIGGLING]

[BAND PLAYS]

TATTOO: Who's that pretty lady, boss? Is she a model.

No, no, Tattoo. Actually, Ms. Stephanie Wilson

is a graduate student

at a small university in southern California.

She must be pretty smart. What's her fantasy?

MR. ROARKE: Her fantasy is to find her older sister Linda,

whom she hasn't seen since they were little children.

What makes her think that she could find her here?

Because, Tattoo, Ms. Wilson has been endowed

with a very unique and special power.

It is often referred to as the Corsican Brothers Syndrome.

You see, on certain occasions Ms. Wilson can feel

and actually see everything her sister does,

even though they may be separated

by thousands of miles.

Then her sister is here?

No, but she's quite near.

Unfortunately, what Ms. Wilson doesn't know

is that being reunited with her

might very well lead to tragedy for them both.

MR. ROARKE: Ah, that's Mr. Don Mitchell

in the yellow shirt

and his best friend Mr. Tim Kearns.

TATTOO: Talk about colorful dressers.

According to the information they provided us,

Mr. Mitchell is a highly successful restaurateur

and Mr. Kerns is a nuclear physicist.

-You're kidding? -No, I'm not kidding.

They describe themselves as international playboys

who have become bored in their conquest

of everyday women and are seeking new challenges.

TATTOO: What's their fantasy?

Their fantasy is to spend a weekend at a place

occupied by beautiful, untamed women.

MR. ROARKE: A place called Love Island.

Love Island?

Boss, they're going to need a loyal, trustworthy guy.

I'm gonna pack a couple of things--

I'll need a loyal, trustworthy assistant, Tattoo.

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

Welcome to Fantasy Island.

[♪♪♪♪♪]

ROARKE: Ms. Wilson, can you tell me

exactly when you started

having these visions?

When you began to go through the identical,

emotional and physical experiences of your sister?

I guess as far back as I can remember.

Does it still happen?

It didn't up until just a few months ago.

And it's happened at least a dozen times since.

In the last vision, I saw Linda somewhere close by

on an island near Fantasy Island.

But I'm not sure exactly where it is.

Mr. Roarke,

do you know where I can find Linda?

Oh, yes. I can tell you exactly where she is.

But first, I would like to ask you a question.

After all these years of separation,

I sense a great urgency in your desire

to find your sister, now at this particular time.

May I ask why?

Because she's in danger.

I must get to her and help her.

What is she in danger from?

In the last vision, there was a man.

He was hurting her.

And did you suffer the same abuse and emotional distress

as your sister?

[LOUD SLAPPING]

Mr. Roarke, I can see her now.

[SLAPPING CONTINUES]

Mr. Roarke, I saw it happen! He hit her! She's hurt!

-Mr. Roarke, I have to help her. -At this moment,

I am more concerned about you, Ms. Wilson.

Under the circumstances I think it's unadvisable

for you to continue with your fantasy.

Well, I don't care about your advice.

I have to get Linda out of there.

But it could be dangerous.

Well, what do you think it's like for Linda?

Very well, Ms. Wilson,

you may continue with your fantasy.

But what just happened

may foreshadow even greater violence

once you're reunited with your sister.

I understand.

Your sister is staying at an estate

on the tiny island of Tahoha,

about 30 miles to the southwest.

Now, I want you to prepare the launch

and take Ms. Wilson there, Tattoo.

-But, boss? -Tattoo, do as I say.

All right, boss. Come on.

TIM: Hey, Don, how about this smoking jacket, huh?

DON: Too stuffy. You wanna be comfortable,

ready for action.

How about this one?

[EXHALES] The silk one you had on the plane

is still the best. Silk is sensuous.

-Champagne? -TIM: Absolutely.

Okay. Yeah, that's perfect.

To us.

-And to Love Island. -Love Island.

Mmm. Mmm. And to beautiful,

- untamed women. -DON: Amen.

You know, I've waited all my life for a weekend like this.

You and me both.

Where do you think Love Island is exactly?

-Who cares. -[TIM EXHALES]

It's gotta be one of the lovelier garden spots

in the world. Just thinking about it

-it's half the fun. -Mm.

You know, we could end up in a harem.

-Dancing girls. -Throwing off all those veils.

Maybe Love Island's the name of one of those

swank private clubs in Paris or Las Vegas.

Dancing girls.

Oh, no, wait a minute.

I hope they don't ask us to dance.

Don't sweat it. We're going there to be pampered.

We're going there to be lovers.

You sure this is going to work?

Yes.

And no matter what happens,

just stay right behind me and stick up for me,

-and I'll do the same for you. -Right, Casanova.

[HUMMING]

Wait a minute. Wait a minute.

When did you take up smoking?

[SINGING] ♪ Ma chérie ♪

I saw this in a film once.

-It's a great entree. -Yeah.

[COUGHS]

What? To start a fire? Come on, put it out.

-Put it out -All right.

-Hey, don't be so nervous. -Who's nervous?

-[KNOCKING ON DOOR] -[GASPS]

Well, gentlemen, are you ready to begin your fantasy?

Are we ever.

Splendid. If you'll follow me, we'll be on our way.

[BIRDS CALLING]

You'd think the transportation would come with the fantasy.

Everything that's necessary has been provided, Mr. Mitchell.

[PANTING] How about a heart transplant?

[CHUCKLES] Perhaps I should've slowed down.

After all, hiking is not what

men of the world like yourselves are known for,

is it?

Well, once we get to Love Island, Mr. Roarke,

I'm sure we'll be just fine.

After our little rest, I'm sure

-we'll be tigers on the prowl. -Yeah.

Oh, I'm sure of that.

What are the facilities like on the island, Mr. Roarke?

Well, I think they could be described as, uh...

rustic.

-Yes. -Charming. Rustic.

Ah, here we are, gentlemen.

This tunnel leads directly to Love Island.

Boy, oh, boy, beautiful, untamed women.

After you, highly successful restaurateur.

Oh, no, no, no, after you, international playboy.

[CHUCKLING]

DON: Sure is dark in here, Mr. Roarke.

[BIRDS CONTINUE CALLING]

Wait a minute.

DON: Where are we?

-What kind of place is this? -TIM: I don't know.

[INDISTINCT ANIMALS CALLING]

You sure we didn't take a wrong turn back in there?

We could always hope.

TIM: Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! What's that?

-DON: And that? -TIM: Whoa!

[ROARING]

Let's get out of here.

DON: Hey.

Mr. Roarke! Hey, Mr. Roarke!

[BOTH SHOUTING] Mr. Roarke!

[ROARING]

-Mr. Roarke? -Mr. Roarke?

[HAWK SCREECHING]

TATTOO: Ms. Wilson's sister is here to see her.

[PHONE BEEPING]

-Yes? -MAN: Yes, there's a woman here

that says she is Ms. Wilson's sister.

Ask Mr. Winston if I should admit her.

Stephanie?

I don't believe it.

You never told me you had a sister.

[SCOFFS] Because I haven't seen her since we were kids.

Oh, Richard,

please let me see her.

LINDA: Please.

All right.

Oh, thank you. Thank you, Richard.

[HAWK SCREECHING]

[GIGGLING]

Stephanie, it's really you.

Linda?

I never thought I'd ever see you again.

BOTH: Oh.

RICHARD: Be careful, Zurack.

I'm giving attack command to Turloc.

RICHARD: Now, I must hide the flag

before he attacks for it.

[WHISTLES]

[WHISTLES]

Très bien, Turloc.

Perhaps next time we go for a kill, huh?

-TIM: Mr. Roarke? -[INDISTINCT ANIMALS CALLING]

Come on, Mr. Roarke, give us a break.

Ah, It's no use. He's deserted us.

Oh, I had a feeling he knew we were lying to him.

I mean, you a restaurateur and me a physicist?

Come on, we're not international playboys.

I knew we should have been honest.

You really think he would have let me,

the fry cook at Louie's Bar and Grill,

loose on an abundance of beautiful, untamed women?

What about me? I'm a junior high school science teacher.

Who wants to date somebody who's been dissecting frogs all day?

Okay. Okay. The point is Roarke

found out somehow and now he's punishing us.

-Where the hell are we? -Texas maybe.

It sure can't be Love Island.

-[GIRLS GIGGLING] -It isn't Texas, either.

GIRL: Oh! Oh!

[SQUEALING]

Unless those are the Dallas Cowboy cheerleaders.

Yeah. Roarke wasn't wise to us. This is it. This is the place.

I feel like a kid on Christmas morning.

Except in this case,

the presents are already unwrapped. Come on.

[GIRLS CHATTERING]

This can't be happening.

LINDA: There's so much to catch up on.

How did you end up here?

Well, I got a job singing in a nightclub.

And one night, Richard came in with a group of people

and, uh, he invited me to join the party.

Well, we started seeing each other

and fell in love.

[SIGHS] It was just wonderful those first few years.

Then he changed.

And he started seeing other women.

It hurt. It hurt a lot.

So I, uh, packed my things and I told him I was leaving.

Only he wouldn't let me.

Linda, you're wrong.

There's a whole new life for you out there.

And I'm going to help you find it.

I'm not just going to sit around

and see you get beaten half to death.

Beaten?

What are you talking about?

Sit down.

Do you remember when I was a little girl?

Mm-hmm.

How I would sometimes see and feel the same things as you?

Mm-hmm.

Well, it's been happening again these past few months.

In these visions

I've come to know this man you call Richard.

I felt it when he hit you.

Oh, that's impossible.

Look, I know that he forced himself

upon you against your will. I understand.

[SCOFFS]

I just don't believe you. I don't believe any of this.

Well, what if I can prove it?

A few hours ago, you were knocked down by him.

Look at your right arm, under your sleeve,

you'll find a bruise there.

Oh, Stephanie. [SNIFFLING]

It's true. I'm so sorry.

Linda, it's not your fault.

I came here to help you.

I'm going to take you away.

You don't understand. I am being watched every minute.

Linda, you have to listen to me.

I want you to leave here as soon as possible.

Do you understand?

[KNOCKING ON DOOR] RICHARD: Why, Linda, darling,

she has only just arrived.

So, you are Stephanie.

You are quite an attractive young lady.

I think a celebration is in order.

A very good friend of mine, Emil Remick,

has just arrived by yacht from abroad.

We'll have him over for cocktails this evening

along with some other friends.

Oh, but, Richard, you know I don't like Mr. Remick.

I mean, I don't like the way he stares at me.

Nonsense. [LAUGHS]

He just appreciates an attractive woman as I do.

Ah, Stephanie, I'm sure Linda can find you

something appropriate to wear to the party tonight, hmm?

Oh, that man Remick!

Oh, he's been awful to me for years.

Something so ugly and horrible about him,

makes my flesh crawl.

[DISTANT ANIMALS CALLING]

This can't be happening. We must be dreaming.

-Would you look at that one. -Which one?

DON: The one with the great set of shoulders.

I like the one with the big smile.

-Smile? -You gotta look at their faces.

-[LOW GROWLING] -[SCREAMING]

Looks like they spotted us.

I don't know about them, but I'm pretty sure he has.

-[ROARING] -[GIRLS SCREAMING]

-Come on. -Come on where?

Follow them.

[SCREAMING CONTINUES]

-[DINOSAUR ROARING CONTINUES] -[GIRLS SCREAMING CONTINUES]

[DON GROANS]

DON: Help!

TIM: What are you doing? Come on out of there.

Hi. My name's Tim. What's yours?

-Iya. -Iya. Nice.

-Iya. -Is that Russian?

Hey, let's get out of here.

[LOUD THUDING]

[DINOSAUR ROARING]

TIM: Iya?

I wonder if that's her name, nationality,

or sexual preference.

[ROARING CONTINUES]

Don, does that dinosaur tell you anything?

-Yeah. Keep out of its way. -No, I don't mean that.

Either we're in some kind of a time warp, or else...

Or else what?

We've been sent back to prehistoric times.

Mr. Roarke wouldn't do that to us.

-[DISTANT ANIMALS CALLING] -I think he already has.

Well, on the other hand...

[GIRLS GRUNTING SOFTLY]

DON: We withdraw our objection, Mr. Roarke,

wherever you are.

[CAR DOOR CLOSES]

Linda, come here a minute.

Good job. A fine job here.

Yes, you're all right, all of you.

STEPHANIE: That man. He's been on TV.

His pictures have been in all the newspapers.

He's that missing oil minister.

RICHARD: Très bien. Très bien. All right, let us go inside.

STEPHANIE: He was kidnapped just a few weeks ago.

Linda, what's he doing here?

Linda, how did he get here?

On Richard's yacht.

I heard him speak on the telephone the other day

to Mr. Remick.

He said they're holding him hostage

in exchange for some high ranking political prisoners.

They're going to fly him to the Orient tomorrow

on Richard's private jet.

[OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYS]

STEPHANIE: That's him, isn't it? That's Remick.

How did you know that?

STEPHANIE: I just saw what you were remembering again.

And I saw him coming for you.

[GAPS]

I wake up at nights in a cold sweat

just thinking about his hands touching me.

Linda, listen to me. I have to get in touch

with the man responsible for my being here, Mr. Roarke.

He'll come with the police,

they'll arrest Remick, Richard and the others,

and you'll be free of them forever.

Oh, no. No, Richard will find out.

I know he would.

Stephanie,

I'm afraid.

Linda, don't you see?

You won't have to be afraid anymore

if I can just get to Mr. Roarke.

Take him to the guest cottage.

I want him watched around the clock.

Come with me.

I have a very special evening planned for you.

That other girl? Who is she?

She is Linda's little sister.

Do you think they recognized him?

Well, even if they did, that will not be a problem

because tomorrow

they both will be leaving with us for the Orient.

You do recall the promise you made me?

If I deliver the oil minister,

you are going to give me something in return.

I'm referring to Linda, of course.

Oh, yes, I recall.

Have you told her yet?

No. But you know I am a man of my word.

[GIRLS GRUNTING SOFTLY]

[GIRLS GIGGLING]

What are we doing over here

when they're practically begging us to come over there?

Come on, we haven't got a chance.

I mean, they're beautiful, and we're...

Yeah.

But they look interested.

Why are we always like this around girls?

They're the same as we are, only softer.

Wait a minute. Wait a minute.

Have you seen any other guys around here?

-Uh-uh. -[GIRL WHOOPS]

Maybe there aren't any.

Yeah. Maybe we do have a chance.

Why not? We're reasonably good looking,

intelligent, witty, charming.

And terrified of beautiful women.

Why'd you have to bring that up?

Because it's the truth. Come on, face it.

We know about as much about beautiful women

as turtles know about track shoes.

Hey, I think your friend with the big smile

-kind of likes you. -Iya?

-Yeah. The Russian. See? -Mm-hmm.

[GIGGLING]

Great.

You made contact.

Now, get over there and follow through.

And have her introduce me to her friends.

But she can't speak English. How am I going to communicate?

Body language.

Just think of her as one big dictionary.

Go on.

-Oh, okay. I'm gonna do it. -Go on.

I'm gonna go over there and I'm gonna do it.

DON: Attaboy, Tim. I'll be right behind you.

Now, just keep-- keep saying to yourself,

"I am not terrified of beautiful women."

Right.

I am not terrified of beautiful women.

-I am not terrified-- -[GIRLS SCREAM]

Now, what is it? They're terrified of me.

-Not necessarily. -Huh?

[GRUNTS LOUDLY]

DON: Ooh! He's a big one.

[STAMMERING]

[GRUNTS]

Mr. Roarke? What are you doing here?

How did you get in? The door was locked?

May I say you look most elegant, Ms. Wilson.

[SCOFFS] Well, I didn't dress up like this by choice.

Linda and I were invited to a cocktail party

and I don't want her going alone.

How is your sister getting along?

You mean other than being a virtual prisoner here?

Of being beaten, abused and... humiliated?

And exactly what do you propose to do

about these conditions, Ms. Wilson?

Try and find some way to get her out of here.

Mr. Roarke, can't you help me?

Oh, yes, I can help you, Ms. Wilson,

by terminating your fantasy.

But I'm afraid there's nothing I can do for your sister.

Why not?

Because I have no jurisdiction or authority on this island.

Mr. Roarke, do you have any idea what's going on here?

If you are referring to the abducted oil minister, yes.

The authorities have been notified.

They arrive from the mainland tomorrow morning

-and he'll be freed. -Mr. Roarke,

I am not leaving here without Linda.

If you are that determined, Ms. Wilson,

I suggest you prepare yourself

for a night far more devastating and frightening

then you've envisioned so far.

If you can survive that...

horror,

there is a way out of here for you both,

yes.

But I caution you,

look to the sky, Ms. Wilson.

What do you mean,

"look to the sky"?

Well, what is that sup--

Mr. Roarke?

-[CAVEMAN GRUNTS] -[GIRLS SCREAMING]

-[CAVEMEN GRUNTING] -[GIRLS SCREAMING]

[GRUNTING LOUDLY]

-[GRUNTING CONTINUES] -[DON GROANS]

Now, that's what I call rejection.

Yeah, well, I'd rather be here than over there.

For the first time in my life,

I'm not terrified of beautiful women.

[CAVEMAN MUTTERING]

[GRUNTS]

[CAVEWOMAN GRUNTS ANGRILY]

-[CAVEWOMAN GRUNTS LOUDLY] -[CAVEMEN GRUNT SOFTLY]

DON: What's going on here?

Apparently, they're the ones in charge

and these are the rejects.

You mean it's in to be ugly here.

Looks that way.

[GRUNTING]

He must be Ugh and she must be Mo.

[SHOUTS]

[FIRE HISSING]

ALL: Ooh!

[UGH GRUNTS ANGRILY]

Something tells me that's a no, no.

[UGH GRUNTS ANGRILY]

[MO SHOUTING]

Wait a minute. Wait a minute. You can't do that to her.

Yeah, I think he can, Tim. I mean, who's going to stop him?

Well, do something, quick. Relight the fire.

Uh, uh... Hold on, big fella.

Here, I'll fix it.

[LIGHTER CLICKS]

[GASPING]

TIM: Oh, they think the cigarette lighter is magic.

[BLOWS]

[GRUNTING]

[MO GRUNTS LOUDLY]

[CHUCKLES]

I think she kind of likes me.

Nah. You're not ugly enough for her.

[DON GROANS]

On the other hand, the light's pretty dim in here.

-[MO MOANS] -[UGH YELLS]

-[MO GROANS] -[THUD]

Terrific.

[GRUNTS LOUDLY]

-[INDISTINCT CHATTER] -[JAZZ MUSIC PLAYS]

[WHISPERING INDISTINCTLY]

[WHISPERING INDISTINCTLY]

Please. Please.

One moment.

May I have everyone's attention, please.

Linda

has graciously offered to sing and dance for us.

[SCATTERED APPLAUSE]

[BAND PLAYS]

♪ For once in my life I have someone who needs me ♪

♪ Someone I've needed so long ♪

♪ For once unafraid I can go... ♪

I shall expect you to honor your promise

later this evening after we have concluded our business.

[LAUGHS] My dear Emil, here's the key to her room.

I'm sure you will be able to find your way, hmm?

[LINDA CONTINUES SINGING]

[GRUNTING DIALOGUE]

[ANGRY GRUNTING]

-[MO JABBERING] -[CAVEMAN PROTESTING]

Thanks.

-Hey! -[MO YELLS]

[THUDDING]

Uh-huh. Uh-huh. Uh-huh. Uh-huh. Uh-huh.

What do you mean "uh-huh, uh-huh"?

You know what he's saying?

He kind of reminds me of Mr. Klondyke.

-Who's Mr. Klondyke? -Phys Ed teacher at my school.

Got a lot of gorilla in him.

What's he saying?

He said the fight's tomorrow morning.

What fight?

The one between you and him over her.

Oh, no.

[UGH LAUGHS]

[GRUNTING CONTINUES]

Oh, that fight.

[LINDA GASPS]

Oh, no! No! Please leave me alone!

LINDA: Oh!

No, don't! Don't! [SCREAMS]

[LINDA SCREAMING]

[EMIL GROANS]

STEPHANIE [WHISPERING]: Come on, let's get out of here.

Oh, no, no, no! No, I can't leave.

Because of Richard and what he'll do to you?

Now, come on, this is your one chance

to be free of him once and for all.

Oh, no! You don't know Richard.

-He will-- -Come on!

I'm so sorry. Are you all right?

I want them dead! Both of them!

You understand me?

It will be dawn in a few hours.

There is no way they can get off the island.

I will find them.

Saddle my horse.

[MO SNORING]

[SNORTS LOUDLY]

Couldn't sleep either, huh?

Could you sleep if you had to fight that Godzilla

-tomorrow? -I guess not.

Have you noticed the way Iya's been looking at me?

I think she likes me.

For the first time in my life I feel like Robert Redford.

[CHUCKLES] Yeah, well, I guess the secret

to being handsome is being loved.

Hey, look, I hate to break this up,

but I'm really scared.

I'm really scared for you, too.

They're all asleep.

Why don't we try and sneak out of here?

Good plan. But we gotta take Iya with us.

-I don't-- -Listen,

she saved our lives. We can't leave her here

to be treated like garbage. Besides that,

she likes me. And I like her. A lot.

With all the women here,

why you gonna start worrying about just one?

I don't know.

Maybe that's the way it's supposed to be.

One girl who cares for you. That's good enough for me.

Okay. Okay. Let's go.

[WHISPERING] Come on, Iya.

[HOOTING]

Ah, good evening, gentlemen.

Mr. Roarke, thank God! You gotta get us out of here.

Yeah. That place's a nightmare. By the way, this is Iya.

And this is Love Island.

Rustic setting,

beautiful, untamed women.

It is what you wanted, isn't it?

It's what we wanted, but not quite what we expected.

Nor are you two what I expected, gentlemen.

We're really sorry we lied to you like that.

Are you?

We shouldn't have tried to trick you.

Ah, come on, pull the plug, Mr. Roarke,

-just end the fantasy. -Oh, no, no, no, I'm sorry.

You must see your fantasy through until it's conclusion.

By tomorrow morning I'll be dead.

I've got to fight a duel to the death with an ape man.

Really?

Well, I'm sorry, there's nothing I can do.

-However... -BOTH: Yes?

...I suggest you take a good look around you tomorrow.

You are not as alone here as you might think.

[DINOSAUR ROARING]

We know it.

Hey? Wait a minute. Mr. Roarke?

[WHISPERING] Quiet, you'll wake Ugh.

-What? -[UGH YELLS]

Too late. Hi, Ugh, how you doing?

-Oh! -[UGH GROWLING]

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

Maybe we should follow the sun.

At least, we won't be going in circles.

Find them, Turloc.

[HAWK SCREECHING]

[HORSE NICKERING]

[HAWK SCREECHING]

[BOTH PANTING]

Oh, it's Richard's hawk.

[STEPHANIE GROANS]

LINDA: Your sash.

The hawk attacks it. We've got to get rid of it.

[HAWK SCREECHING]

[GROANING]

Mr. Roarke said to look to the sky.

-Don't move. -Linda, what are you doing?

Shh. Just stay there.

Both of you,

the hunt is over!

Very, well,

I will come in after you.

LINDA: Winston.

That is very wise of you, Linda.

[HAWK SCREECHING]

Now, where's your sister?

I asked you a question.

And what are you going to do, Richard, if I don't tell you?

LINDA: Kill me?

Go ahead.

Why don't you put me out of my misery?

You already destroyed everything else in me.

[HAWK SCREECHING]

[RICHARD GRUNTING]

[HORSE NEIGHING]

[GROANS]

-[HAWK SCREECHING] -[HORSE NEIGHING]

[BOTH GASP]

Take him.

I'm glad you made it and you two are back together.

And I would like to congratulate you

for your courage and devotion,

not to mention your resourcefulness.

I can foresee only great happiness for you in the future.

[CRUNCHING]

[ROARS]

[GRUNTING EXCITEDLY]

Hey, look. Some of them are betting.

I guess it means a few of them

think that I have a chance of staying alive.

Not really. It means they're not sure

whether Ugh's going to kill you with one punch or two.

[GRUNTS]

Now he says he wants you to choose your weapon.

Uh-huh.

[UGH GRUNTING]

-TIM: [GRUNTS] Okay, you got it? -Yeah, I got it.

DON: Argh!

[LAUGHING]

Come on, get up.

Ah, what's the use? I might as well stay down here

because this is going to be where I end up.

-TIM: Maybe not. -[DON GRUNTS]

Remember what Roarke said about not being alone?

Maybe they can help us, huh? Why not?

Give me your suspenders.

-What are you going to do? -You'll see.

When? In two minutes I'll be crunched.

Just keep stalling.

Do you want to tell me how?

[DON SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

[UGH LAUGHS]

[LAUGHTER]

[DON LAUGHS]

[UGH GRUNTS LOUDLY]

[WHOOPING]

[UGH GRUNTING]

-[DON GRUNTS] -[THUD]

-[UGH GRUNTS] -[DON CRIES OUT]

[LAUGHTER]

[SHOUTS] Tim!

[GIRLS SHRIEKING]

[CHUCKLES] I see you started a major uprising.

I figured evolution could use all the help

it could get in this place.

Speaking of uprising, let's get out of here.

Oh, no wait. I got to check on Iya,

-make sure she's okay -Okay?

In about two minutes she's gonna have the whole island liberated.

We've got more important things to worry about,

like staying alive.

-Come on, let's go. -Okay.

[UGH GROANS]

[YELLING]

Goodbye, Iya!

[UGH YELLING]

[LOUD BANG]

TIM: Hi, Mr. Roarke.

How did you like your stay on Love Island?

Very educational.

We didn't realize before, but everything's relative.

What might be beautiful to one person,

might be downright ugly to another.

Well, if you discovered that, then your fantasy

was even more successful than I anticipated.

Goodbye and good luck to you both.

-Thank you, Mr. Roarke. -Thank you.

-Goodbye. -Bye-bye.

Even their clothes are better, boss.

Uh, a little better.

Well, I guess this is goodbye, Mr. Roarke.

I want to thank you, Mr. Roarke.

I guess for the first time in my life

I really know what it means to be free.

Freedom is most precious

to all of the creatures of this world, Ms. Wilson.

The hawk, for instance,

is one of the most noble of creatures.

Oh, you must have no ill feelings toward him.

He was trained by an evil master.

And now, at last, like you,

he's free.

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