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The plane! The plane!

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

ROARKE: Smiles, everyone.

Smiles.

[CALYPSO MUSIC PLAYING]

TATTOO: Boss, that lady acts like she just landed on Mars.

Who is she?

ROARKE: A woman who has done very little traveling

outside of Spain, Tattoo.

Her name is Miss Maria Margarita Rosario Pilar

Martinez Molina Rodriguez Diaz.

Boss, what kind of parents would give eight names

to their daughter?

Her mother named her, Tattoo, six months before she died.

Miss Diaz was then taken in by nuns and raised in a convent.

TATTOO: Where was her father?

ROARKE: Her father and her mother

were never married. In fact, her fantasy is to meet him

for the very first time.

What's wrong, boss?

Possibly a great deal, Tattoo. You see, her father has no idea

he even has a daughter.

Nor is it likely he wants one.

TATTOO: That guy looks uptight.

He looks like he needs a vacation.

ROARKE: You're right, Tattoo.

Mr. Allen Daly has spent the last eight years of his life

in one of the most brutal prisons in the world.

You mean he's an ex con? What did he do?

That's the tragedy. Nothing. He was framed.

Framed? That's terrible.

ROARKE: Indeed. He also believes that his best friend died

in that same prison.

TATTOO: His fantasy is to clear his name?

ROARKE: No, Tattoo. His fantasy is to start a new life.

By finding a fabulous lost treasure,

which a fellow prisoner told him was buried here

on Fantasy Island.

I think he's going to need a trustworthy guide, like me.

Yes, that's right, Tattoo.

But I'm afraid he'll need much more than that to get him

through this weekend.

Much more.

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

Welcome to Fantasy Island.

ROARKE: Tell me, Miss Diaz, do you know anything

at all about your father?

I only know what you told me before I came here.

That his name is Charles Woodruff

and that he lives right here on your island.

-Yes. -Hey, is there anything more

-to know? -Oh, well, for one thing,

your father holds a high post

in the diplomatic corps of the United States.

He has a home here and another one

just outside New York City.

My papa is a very smart man, no?

Oh, yes, he is. You can be very proud of him.

For eight years, I studied music at the conservatory in Madrid.

-And do you know why? -Why?

So when I meet him, he can be so proud of me.

Well, I can see you're very anxious

-to begin your fantasy. -Yeah.

So, if you will come with us,

Tattoo and I will drive you to the Woodruff Estate.

-Follow me. This way. -Thank you, Tattoo.

I can't wait.

WOODRUFF: Tell Henry to use Italian wine in the clam sauce.

The last time he used a French Bordeaux

and Ambassador Giovanni threw a fit.

[DOORBELL RINGS]

Now that can't be the Foreign Minister.

He's a half hour early.

Oh, hello, we'd like to speak with Mr. Woodruff...

-WOODRUFF: Roarke! Tattoo! -...if we may. Hi, Mr. Woodruff.

What a surprise!

-You've got a bigger one coming. -This is him?

Yes. Miss Maria Diaz, may I present

Mr. Charles Woodruff, your father.

Papa? Papasito. [SPEAKING SPANISH]

-MARIA: Papasito. -I told you.

[SPEAKING SPANISH]

Papasito.

ROARKE: Well, we'll leave you to get acquainted.

I'll be back in an hour to answer any questions

that may come to your mind. Good day.

MARIA: Ay, Papa. [SPEAKING SPANISH]

ROARKE: Mr. Roberts, your friend who died in that Iranian prison,

what was his name?

Lorin Robertson.

I haven't thought about him in years.

He always had some scheme to make a quick buck.

He had a line on some Persian relics,

phony rug dealer. Said we could get rich.

All we had to do is smuggle this stuff out of the country,

back to the States.

[SIGHS]

On our last night there, Lorin went out to...

buy some souvenirs and junk.

Cops busted in and arrested me.

Anyway, the cops discovered a couple of these relics.

I heard later on that they nailed Lorin, too.

Only they beat him to death trying to make him confess.

I'm sorry, Mr. Daly. I didn't mean

-to stir up painful memories. -[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

Oh, that must be Tattoo. Uh, come in.

Er, Tattoo will be your guide.

I'm ready for the treasure hunt, boss.

So I see.

Mr. Roarke, am I really going to find this treasure?

All I've got to go on is this story

from some crazy old man,

a history professor they arrested for politics.

Oh, I assure you, Mr. Daly, the treasure is here.

It may even contain the legendary mask of Tenequatal...

made of solid gold and precious jewels.

I think, uh...

this will help you locate it.

A map? Just as simple as that?

Oh, simple to find, yes. But I must warn you...

legend says that much of the treasure...

was sacred in nature.

This treasure will buy me a new identity,

a whole new life. I've got to make it.

I truly hope so, Mr. Daly.

I truly hope so.

Tattoo?

Good luck, Mr. Daly.

WOODRUFF: Years ago, when I was starting my career...

I was assigned to a little town in Spain.

I met and fell in love with a beautiful woman

named Margarita. Margarita Diaz.

She was my mama.

Her parents didn't approve of me.

They forbade her to see me after they found out

about our romance.

Shortly after that, I was assigned

to a little embassy in the Middle East...

and I never saw her again.

-Oh. -Nor did I ever forget her.

I had no idea she had my child.

Mr. Woodruff? Mr. Woodruff,

I submit that this-- this woman somehow found out

about your moment of youthful indiscretion

and fabricated this entire story.

While researching Miss Diaz's fantasy,

I came across this document.

It is a record of the baptisms that took place

in that little town in the year 1955.

Now, here is Miss Diaz's name. Here is her mother's name.

And here is the name she gave, as God was her witness,

of the father.

I'm satisfied.

-ROARKE: Good. -[SIGHS]

ROARKE: I'll be leaving then.

I'm sure the two of you have a lot of catching up to do.

Roarke, you're going to leave her here?

Well, she is your daughter, Mr. Woodruff.

Good day, sir. Madame.

Papa! Oh, Papa, I'm so sorry I got you by surprise. But,

if I told you the surprise, you would not be surprised.

Are you surprised?

-Something is wrong? -Yes, I don't understand

-a word you're saying. -[DOORBELL RINGS]

That must be the Indian Foreign Minister.

Quick, do something about her.

And tell her there's no way in hell

-she can stay here with me! -What? What?

Papa, Papa, wait. I love you, Papa.

I've waited all my life to say that.

Mi Papa.

TATTOO: This must be it.

This is it. It was easy.

-I'll lead the way. Come on. -Okay.

DALY: Now listen, this whole place

is probably booby-trapped.

TATTOO: I know. We better be careful.

All right. Let's be careful now.

Oh! The old man was right. Tattoo, look at that Buddha.

That mask is pure Mayan. The mask of Tenequatal.

You're looking at the greatest art find of the century.

[RUMBLING]

Look at that!

Here, Tattoo, hold this.

You know what this is?

It's a coffin. You know what they put in there?

[GRUNTS]

I'm rich! I'm filthy rich! Give me this bag!

Emeralds! Rubies! Oh, my God!

Let me get that. Emeralds!

TATTOO: Booby trap! Watch it.

Let's get out of here. We're going to get killed.

I'm not leaving without that mask!

TATTOO: Leave the mask. Come on.

Come on, let's get out!

-Allen! -I got to have it!

TATTOO: Hurry! Hurry! We're gonna get killed, come on.

Let's get out!

DALY: Run! Run! Quick, get down!

[COUGHS]

I'm sorry about the mask, Mr. Daly.

I would cut off my right arm for that mask, Tattoo.

But I got a king's ransom right here.

Enough to start a whole new life.

And I can hardly wait to get started. [LAUGHS]

-Let's get out of here, huh? -Yeah.

My God! Lorin!

It is Lorin.

And he's alive!

And Marion. Marion's with him.

The two of them ripped eight years out of my life!

You know her, too?

I was in love with her.

-We were going to be married. -I don't get it.

I'm just beginning to get it. He set me up.

-But why? -He made his deal.

He smuggled the stuff out of the country.

It would have been worth a fortune.

He's filthy rich!

He's alive! And he's got her.

I'll kill him. I'll kill them both.

Mr. Daly, you're talking crazy.

You don't want to go back to prison, do you?

No. I don't want to do that.

I forgot...

I'm rich now, too.

I'll think of a better way.

I'll find a way to really hurt them.

BUTLER: Would you follow me, please?

WOODRUFF: Who are these people?

Well, this is a long lost aunt, Gina.

-From Mexico. -Tita Gina.

[BOTH SPEAKING SPANISH]

This is the great uncle, General Rodriguez, from Bolivia.

[SPEAKING SPANISH]

TATTOO: And this is your cousin from Brooklyn, New York,

Rudolpho.

-Yeah! -RUDOLPHO: How ya doin', Maria?

[MARIA CHEERING]

Well, since, sir, you were having

such a great family reunion,

I thought why not invite the rest of the family?

Oh, thank you, Tattoo. What a good idea. Yahoo!

You mean these, these gypsies are going to stay here?

Well, that's my best kind of fantasy.

[CLOCK CHIMES]

[CLEARS THROAT]

Come in.

Well, Mr. Daly, may I talk to you?

-Certainly. Come on in. -ROARKE: Thank you.

Only I'm not Allen Daly anymore. How do you like the new me?

Mr. Thomas Lacey. Very rich,

reclusive collector of rare and primitive art.

Yes, the difference is amazing.

It's only the beginning, Mr. Roarke. Here, sit down.

Thank you. Um...

it seems to me your fantasy has been fulfilled

since you found the hidden treasure.

When do you plan to leave Fantasy Island

to begin your new life?

Well, like any other guest, when the weekend's over.

If that's all right with you.

Oh, yes. Yes, of course. But, uh...

Tattoo told me what happened when you saw

Mr. and Mrs. Lorin Robertson today.

Relax, Mr. Roarke.

Tattoo brought me back to my senses.

Well, then, why not leave?

I can really use this art auction

you're holding here to help establish

my new identity.

You also know that Mr. and Mrs. Lorin Robertson

will be there, don't you?

-A test. -Oh?

You see, if they don't recognize me,

then nobody will.

I see.

Still, I'd like to remind you that revenge

is a two-headed monster that strikes in all directions.

Good day, Mr. Daly.

[DOOR OPENS, CLOSES]

-Papa, hola, Papa. -Hello, Maria.

-Hello -Mrs. Pomperoy--

What do you say, C.W? Hey, hey, hey.

Nice wheels you got out back.

You know that limo of yours? Gets up to 60, 12 flat.

And you know that tune up your Rolls needed?

Doesn't need it anymore. Ah!

You mean, you? Mrs. Pomperoy!

Why? Why? I don't understand what you are talking!

Never have I witnessed such an outrage.

What you have done is immoral. No, it is perverted.

What for you are getting so excited?

All I do is put a little hot chili

in your fancy sauce. It doesn't hurt nothing.

Hot chili in a bearnaise? In my bearnaise?

Sacre bleu! You should be guillotined slowly.

Mrs. Pomperoy!

POMPEROY: I'm here, Mr. Woodruff.

-What's going on here? -Ever since she arrived,

it has been absolute havoc.

They're like a swarm of locusts hovering, wreaking havoc,

him in the garage, her in the kitchen, him--

him in the ozone. Oh, all right.

And her-- her everywhere

butchering the language of my forefathers.

It has been horrible. No wonder they're all quitting.

Quitting? Who's quitting?

We are, sir, the entire staff. We can take no more.

But you can't. The party tomorrow.

The Italian Ambassador. What will I do?

Bomb, I should think, sir.

And astonishing good luck to you. Come, staff.

LACEY: Well, how's it coming along?

Well, from your description and the one in this book...

it's the best I can do.

LACEY: Ah, it's excellent.

Okay, but I don't know if I can have it made by tonight.

I'll give you another 100,000 dollars,

but it has to be ready by tonight.

You got it. I'll get started now.

LORIN: This is the real mask of Tenequatal.

I hear it was excavated by some kids

when they were trying to build a play fort or something.

-MAN: This is lovely. -The workmanship is exquisite.

What the hell would you know about art, darling?

Especially something as beautiful as this.

Sorry. Please, excuse me.

I don't know if this will make you feel any better,

but I happen to agree with you.

The workmanship on that mask is exquisite.

Well, how do you do? I'm Thomas Lacey, collector.

I'm Marion Robertson.

I didn't mean to startle you.

Why, no, it's not that.

It's just that you remind me of someone I used to know.

Well, I guess we all see ghosts from our past now and then.

Ghost, yes.

May I get you another drink? That one didn't last too long.

I don't think so.

I better be getting back to my bungalow.

May I walk you?

All right.

LACEY: Tell me about your husband.

MARION: He was different at first...

there when I needed him the most.

This isn't my bungalow.

No, it's mine.

Sometimes two people meet, they know everything

there is to know about each other.

-Don't you agree? -Please, stop.

Why should I? I see the same loneliness

in you that I felt.

Yes, I am lonely.

And I'd like to think that Lorin would miss me and be worried.

But he won't.

Then what's to stop us?

Charge, muchachos! A la carga! A la carga! Eh!

Charge! Charge!

[SPEAKING SPANISH]

Tattoo, I am beginning to think

that maybe my uncle is what you call loony-toony.

He's going bananas.

-TATTOO: I know what you mean. -Tattoo, I was so wrong

for coming here.

I make my papa so unhappy.

Look, I know a way to make your daddy happy again.

You and your relatives are going to take the place

of his servants.

-We can? -TATTOO: Yes.

You know your Aunt Gina, how she cooks so well?

Well, she can cook for the party this afternoon.

And my uncle in his uniform,

he looks so snoopy doopy. He will be the butler.

Right. And your Cousin Rudolpho can park the cars.

Right. And I will be the maid. Oh, Tattoo, you are a genius.

-Thank you. -You're welcome. Look,

the boss and I, we're invited to the party this afternoon.

I'm going to be there to help you if you need me.

I'm got to go now, okay?

Okay. You are a genius. Good idea. Thank you so much.

Oh, Maria, if somehow something goes wrong,

remember, that was your idea.

Okay, Tattoo, but, what can go wrong?

[CLOCK CHIMING]

Would you believe me if I told you...

I love you?

You haven't answered me yet.

Why don't you just get dressed?

What's wrong?

We had our time together, now it's over.

Why is it over?

LACEY: Look at it from my point of view.

Future in a married woman that sleeps with anyone.

You're not just anyone, Allen.

Allen, I knew it was you all along.

When did you know?

When I first saw you...

I knew.

But you looked so different, you pretended not to know me.

But if I'd had any doubts...

they'd be gone now.

Damn it, Marion...

why did you marry him?

Allen, you just disappeared.

I was so hurt.

-Lorin was there to comfort me. -[LACEY SIGHS]

Oh, and I bet you were easy to comfort, weren't you?

Why are you doing this?

Why did you pretend that you still care for me?

Lorin took you away from me. Now I'm taking you back.

You mean last night was revenge?

Just call it anything you feel like.

I thought we still had a chance. I never loved Lorin.

Never.

Good. Then you won't mind if I show the world

that your famous art expert husband

is a fake and a fool?

Right now, I don't care what happens

to either one of you. You're two of a kind.

MARIA: Hello. You and Papa are back?

Finding servants on such short notice

proved impossible.

Oh, dear. Why are you dressed like that?

Because we are going to be Papa's servants.

You can't be serious!

You are serious. Well, I will simply not allow it.

Why-- why you should all be locked up.

I have a better idea. I'll show you.

What are you doing? Unhand me, you brute.

Mrs. Pomperoy, this party is very important to Papa.

We cannot let you call it off. You understand?

You can't wait on decent people. You know nothing about decency.

Now everything is going to be just fine.

You know what I'm going to cook?

I'm going to cook albondigas en salsa de chile chipotle.

-Es delicious. -Over my dead body!

-Don't push your luck, lady. -Don't you talk to me that.

Okay, we'll be right back. We'll be right back.

You come back here! How dare you? Let me out!

LACEY: Did you find out what Mr. Robertson's

net worth is?

Five million.

Very good work.

I've already put the money in your account.

The legendary gold mask of Tenequatal,

excavated only days ago, here on Fantasy Island.

It weighs 37 pounds and is cast in pure gold,

with cut rubies in the eyes

and emeralds thought to represent tears

just below the eyes.

AUCTIONEER: The bidding on the mask of Tenequatal

will begin in a few moments.

How's the action going, Mr. Robertson?

-You bought anything yet? -Oh, just a few minor pieces.

Have we met?

I don't know, have we? I'm Thomas Lacey.

Of course, everyone in the business

knows Lorin Robertson.

Oh, thank you. Too bad you came so late.

Some of the good stuff's already been auctioned off.

Well, I'm just interested in one piece.

The mask.

Oh, I see. Well, you got good taste, old buddy.

But I'm afraid you made a bad choice. You see,

I intend to have that mask at any price.

Well, I guess we both mean business, then?

[LAUGHS] I hope you brought enough money with you.

'Cause no one knows who the seller is,

but they want cash on the barrelhead, you see,

-and all sales are final. -I heard.

Well, I hope you brought enough cash, too.

But then it doesn't really matter.

I want that mask.

I'm prepared to outbid any offer.

AUCTIONEER: All right, gentlemen and ladies,

you know of the mask's antiquity and importance.

You also know the value of the gold and the gems alone

dictates a minimum opening bid of 500,000 dollars.

Do I hear an offer?

One million dollars.

Thank you, Mr. Robertson, the bid

is now one million dollars.

Well, I guess this is where the men are separated

from the boys, huh?

-Three million dollars. -AUCTIONEER: Three million.

-Three-five. -AUCTIONEER: Three million

five hundred thousand.

Three million five hundred once. Three million

-five hundred twice-- -Four.

AUCTIONEER: Four million dollars.

Four million once, four million twice--

Four-five.

Four million five hundred thousand dollars

going once.

-Four million six. -AUCTIONEER: Four million six.

-Four-seven. -AUCTIONEER: Four-seven

for Mr. Robertson.

Four million nine.

AUCTIONEER: Four million nine hundred thousand dollars.

Four million nine hundred thousand

that's the bid, Mr. Robertson.

Five million dollars.

Ladies and gentlemen, the bid is five million dollars.

Five million dollars.

Getting a little bit too rich for your blood?

-AUCTIONEER: Five million once. -A little too rich.

AUCTIONEER: Five million twice. Five million three times.

Congratulations.

Sold to Mr. Lorin Robertson of New York

for the sum of five million dollars cash.

[ALL CLAPPING]

Well, I always get what I want. Sorry about that, old buddy.

Yes, I'm sure you get what you deserve.

If you'll excuse me.

AUCTIONEER: And that concludes today's auction

on Fantasy Island. Thank you for coming.

Would you care for an hors d'oeuvre?

No. No. No. No. Uncle,

it is not hors d'oeuvre. It is champagne.

Listen to me. "Would you care for champagne?"

What's he doing?

What are you doing? Why are you dressed like a maid?

That's what I am, Papa,

for the party. We are going to be your servants.

But Mrs. Pomperoy canceled the party, didn't she?

I think the guests are starting to come.

Cousin Rudolpho is parking the cars.

[TIRES SCREECH]

[CAR HORN HONKING]

Hey, Papa, where you going?

To get dressed. And then, no doubt, to my grave.

-WOODRUFF: Mrs. Pomperoy! -Papa, please.

WOODRUFF: Mrs. Pomperoy, where are you?

[SNIFFS]

LORIN: Well, I've staked everything I own

on this little beauty right here, ma'am.

Between the tour and the resale, I figure I'm going

to double my investment. Thank you.

Did you ever find out who it was

that sold you the mask?

Ah, Mr. Lacey, how are you, sir? No, no, never did find out.

The money was put into a numbered Swiss bank account,

that's all I know.

I guess that doesn't really matter now, anyway, does it?

Oh, but it does matter.

You see, that anonymous owner...

was me.

Wait. Wait a minute here. Now, I don't get that.

Now, if the owner was you,

why would you put it up for auction

and then bid against yourself, huh?

I think these press releases I prepared for the wire service

will explain it.

It's going to ruin your professional reputation.

Just wait a minute. What are you talking about?

-Let me see that. -See, they prove

that Lorin Robertson, famous art collector,

an expert...

-bought a fake. -Now, you hold on just a minute.

Oh, and by the way, there is a real mask

right here on this island and I've seen it.

But you never will.

Ah, thank you all for coming. Appreciate the interview.

I'll just take you to the door.

Bye.

I don't understand.

Why?

-Why? -Yeah, why?

Didn't you even miss your wife last night?

She was with me.

Oh, and oh, that was sweet. But this is sweeter.

Now, you just wait a minute.

Who are you, mister...

Allen.

Oh, Lord, I should have known.

I also should have killed you in Iran.

-Too late for that. -Well, I don't know about that.

Yeah, macho man, huh?

Well, I got news for you.

Marion doesn't know about you being in prison.

I told her you were killed in an accident over there.

She always loved you, Allen. She still does.

So, you see, you're still a dang fool.

Have a nice day, old buddy.

[GUN COCKS]

The Secretary of State is very anxious to set up

a meeting...

Uh, meeting. Excuse me.

-Little hopeless. Excuse me. -Señor Roarke,

everybody's frowning.

I think we need some music to cheer things up a little bit.

Splendid idea, Miss Diaz. Have a seat.

Okay.

-Mr. Woodruff, please. -What is she doing now,

-Mr. Roarke? -Oh, she's going to entertain

-your guests. -This is hardly the time

and place for a hootenanny.

[♪♪♪♪♪]

♪ Chiquitita tell me What's wrong ♪

♪ You're enchained By your own sorrow ♪

♪ In your eyes there Is no hope for tomorrow ♪

♪ How I hate To see you like this ♪

♪ There is no way You can deny it ♪

♪ I can see that you're Oh so sad so quiet ♪

♪ Chiquitita you and I know ♪

♪ How the heartaches come And they go ♪

♪ And the scars They're leaving ♪

♪ You'll be dancing once again And the pain will end ♪

♪ You will have no time For grieving ♪

♪ Chiquitita you and I cry ♪

♪ But the sun is still in The sky and shining above you ♪

♪ Let me hear you sing once more Like you did before ♪

♪ Sing a new song Chiquitita ♪

♪ Try once more Like you did before ♪

♪ Sing a new song Chiquitita ♪

♪ Try once more ♪

♪ Like you did before ♪

♪ Sing a new song ♪

♪ Chiquitita ♪

She's good. My daughter's very good.

[UTENSIL CLANKING]

Dinner is ready. Come and get it, everyone.

In the dining room and get ready for to chow down.

♪ Ninety-nine bottles of beer On the shelf ♪

♪ Ninety-nine bottles Of beer... ♪

Well, bon appetit!

[COUGHS]

[COUGHS]

MAN: My mouth is on fire!

Imbecile! If this is your idea of a joke, I am not amused.

Come, Josephine, andiamo!

We are going to leave this place.

Wait! Mr. Ambassador...

please, my dear friends,

I can explain everything. Please, friends!

[ALL COUGHING]

WOODRUFF: Mrs. Giovanni, I can explain everything.

It was a-- Ladies and gentlemen, it was a terrible mistake.

But, uh-- Please.

Oh, did you see what just happened in there?

I could very well be drummed out of the diplomatic corps.

This whole thing is your fault.

Yours and that overzealous, underbrained man Friday here.

-[TIRES SCREECHING] -[CRASHING]

Hey, why don't you look where you're going?

Delinquente!

You see, why couldn't you have left well enough alone?

I'm ruined, Roarke! Ruined!

Oh.

I'm so sorry, Papa.

[MARIA SOBBING]

Ruined, Mr. Woodruff?

I would say that depends entirely on your values.

I suggest...

you examine them very carefully.

Tattoo.

ROARKE: I'm sorry, Mrs. Robertson,

but there are no flights out until tomorrow morning.

I just can't stay here any longer, Mr. Roarke.

Roarke, I've got to find--

-Marion? -I have nothing to say to you.

Oh, Marion I'm so sorry. I thought that you knew.

That you were part of this frame up.

I spent the last eight years of my life in prison.

Lorin framed me so he could have you to himself.

It's true. He was falsely accused of smuggling.

And, I'm sorry, but...

he's right about your husband.

I thought you were dead.

He told me you were.

DALY: Oh, I know that now.

If you'll excuse me, I, uh...

just remembered something very important I have to do.

I would have done anything to get you out.

I would have waited forever.

I'm sorry. I love you so much.

I love you, too. I never stopped.

Well, hello dear friends.

I saw Mr. Roarke leave, so I thought I'd join you.

-Put the gun away, Lorin. -Listen, I want that mask.

Look, it's way too dangerous. Forget it.

Allen, I've got nothing more to lose,

don't you understand? Move.

Easy does it.

Well, what are you waiting for, old buddy?

Get on up there and get it.

DALY: I'm telling you, Lorin, this whole place

is booby-trapped.

[RUMBLING]

[CHUCKLES]

Now, that wasn't too difficult, now, was it?

Get it on down here.

Give it to me.

The only one who's getting out of here alive

is yours truly.

Come on, Lorin!

MARION: Allen?

Lorin, don't be a fool! Leave the mask!

-MARION: Please! -Come on!

Let's get out of here! The whole place is caving in!

[MARION PANTING]

Let's get out of here!

WOODRUFF: Right foot, there you go.

Oh, my good-- There they are!

Lock them up before they strike again!

Oh, we are leaving.

Mr. Roarke and Tattoo,

they will take us away right now.

Oh, bless you. Bless you.

We leave because I have come to know why my mother loved you.

You are a good and important man...

with many good and important things

ahead for you.

I leave because I love you.

Maria, please try to understand.

May I be the first to say good riddance?

Mr. Woodruff needs you as much as-- Oh, excuse me,

as about as much as the Titanic needed ice cubes.

I like that. Ice cubes. I mean, look around you...

Mr. Woodruff is a very-- Excuse me, a very wealthy man.

He could have anything he wants.

Now don't you think that if he wanted a daughter,

he'd have had one by now?

Mrs. Pomperoy.

We leave right now.

Maria? Maria, please.

Maria? Everything Mrs. Pomperoy said is true.

I'm a very ambitious and successful man.

But she just made me realize

that the reason why is because, what Roarke said is also true.

I'm dedicated to my work because I don't know

anything else.

Ever since I met and lost your mother...

I've been trying to make myself believe that...

loving someone and being loved wasn't important.

But that isn't true.

Maria, it would please me very much if you'd stay.

Papa? Oh, Papa, you really mean it?

WOODRUFF: Yes. Yes.

But, Papa, what about Tita Gina

and my great uncle and Cousin Rudolpho?

Yes, they can stay, too. And may God help us all, please.

RUDOLPHO: All right!

[SOBS]

-Mr. Roarke. -Mr. Daly.

Uh, Mrs. Robertson, I am terribly sorry

about your husband.

His greed just finally caught up to him.

At least I found Marion after all this time.

We've got a lot of catching up to do.

Yes. Love is the best cure for all the ailments

of our lives.

-Good luck to you both. -Thank you.

-Ah, Mrs. Pomperoy... -A lovely experience.

-I am so glad. Gina. -Thank you so much.

Yes. I enjoyed it very much. Goodbye.

-Encantado. Por nada. -Bye.

-Adios, Rodolfo. Buena suerte. -Bye.

General? General? This way, please.

General.

Senor Roarke, muchisimas gracias.

You made my Papa and me very happy.

Oh, it was my pleasure, Miss Diaz.

Well, Mr. Woodruff, it appears you've inherited

an entire family, huh?

Yes, I have. And believe it or not, I don't really mind.

Did Miss Pomperoy get over her hangover yet?

Shh.

She hasn't quite gotten over any of this yet, Tattoo.

Well, good luck to all of you.

-Thank you. -I'm going to kiss you.

We're going to need it.

Thank you very much. Thank you so much.

Muchas gracias, Tattoo. Thank you. Bye! Bye!

Ah! You know, Tattoo, this is my kind of fantasy.

-Boss, that's my line! -Hmm?