All language subtitles for Fantasy.Island.S01E08.WEBRip.x264-ION10

♪ ♪

- Ruby.
- Mm?

♪ ♪

Hi, sweet pea.
- Mel!

Oh, it really is you.

- It really is me.

- Why did you sneak up
on me like that, old man?

- You weren't expecting me?
- No.

- Oh.
- But how did you get here?

- No clue.

Suddenly, I was just walking
through the door.

I assumed you had arranged it,
you know, island magic style.

- Roarke, she knows how much
I've been missing you.

She said it was impossible,
but I guess she a found way.

- I'm sorry I scared you, baby.

- Just come here.
Just want to feel you.

Make sure you're real.

♪ ♪

- Vanilla cream soda
as requested.

I see you're enjoying
the chicken.

- This seasoning
is pure Chattanooga fire.

Are you sure you're
not from the South?

- I have relatives from
South America, if that counts.

- Mm.
-

- Jasper Dawson,
where are your manners?

Where I'm from, we say
that you are a man by birth,

but you're a gentleman
by choice.

Thank you for having me.
- It's my absolute pleasure.

So tell me, what can the island
do for you, Mr. Dawson?

- Well, I'm stuck.
- You're stuck?

- I'm stuck, and I don't know

how to get unstuck
or get out of here.

- That sounds awful.
- It is.

It's like waiting
for the bus that never comes.

- Okay, so talk to me
about your life

before you arrived
at this awful stuck place.

- Well, I'm a simple boy
from Chattanooga, Tennessee,

who always loved the arts.

My aspirations led me to Miami,

where I opened
my very own art gallery.

- Wow, that's wonderful.

- Well, it was.
You know, things change.

And I had a really hard time
going with the change.

Ms. Roarke,
do you know what an NFT is?

- Non-fungible token?

- Yeah, well, try hanging one
of those on your gallery wall.

- Will you excuse me
one second?

I have something
to take care of.

- Take your time.

♪ ♪

- Oh, Elena!
Oh, my gosh, oh!

Thank you, thank you,
thank you.

- Mel, it's so nice
to see you again.

- Thank you.

Looks like you've been taking
good care of my girl.

- I try.

Actually, do you mind
if I steal her

for a few minutes?
- Oh, of course.

I'll meet you
back at the suite, okay?

- Okay.

- Thank you again, Ms. Roarke.

- It's nothing, really.

- All right.
- Bye.

- Let's go talk.

- You know, Elena,
I didn't even understand

how much I was hurting
until I saw Mel.

But you know what?

You and your amazing
insight did.

- Okay, Ruby.

- And by the way, look,
I am so sorry I was late.

- Ruby, listen.

- But you know, since it was
your gift to us,

I figured you'd understand.

- Ruby, do you know
what today is?

- Well, I mean, I could
say Monday,

but I don't think that's
where you're going, is it?

- Today is Día de los Muertos.

- Day of the Dead?

- 24 hours for those of us
still on Earth to pray

and to remember our loved ones
who have died.

We set up an altar,

and then we fill it
with things they love

so we can welcome
their spirits back.

- Why you telling me this?

- Because of Fantasy Island,
our loved ones,

they return to us
as more than spirits.

They can come in bodily form,

just like they were in life.

Ruby, I didn't bring Mel
to the island.

- You mean Mel is...

- I'm so sorry.

- Mm, no, obviously
Mel is still alive.

He's not dead.

Mel would know if he were dead.

- He might not,

if it happened very recently

and if he died peacefully.

♪ ♪

- The kids...

Elena, I can't be there
to comfort them.

- I know, I know.

- Mel, oh, God.

How am I gonna tell him?

♪ ♪

- Thank you for waiting,
Mr. Dawson.

- Ah, I swear the sun has
never felt this good before.

Please, call me Jasper.

- So let's start
with the basics, Jasper.

How did you die?

- Well, you know, doctors love

to throw
their scary words around,

like high cholesterol,
plaque, blockage.

It's just all so unpleasant,
but maybe I should've listened.

Whoops.
Now about getting me unstuck.

- It sounds as if
you are in purgatory.

- Wherever it is, it's lonely
and cold and boring as hell.

I belong with the angels.

My fantasy is to go to heaven,
Ms. Roarke.

Can you help me?
- You can help yourself.

You're getting
a second chance, Jasper.

Not a lot of people get that.

You have 24 hours
to change your fate.

Now, if you fail,
you could end up stuck

wherever you are forever.

- You mean
in the bad place?

- I mean the bad place.

The good news is
it's up to you.

Welcome to Fantasy Island.

- Hi.
- Hey.

- I'm sorry I kept you waiting.

- Now, what did Ms. Roarke say?

- A lot, a lot, actually.

- Now, did you ask how long
I get to stay?

Because I--well, I need clothes
and swim trunks,

and I think I forgot--

- Yeah, you're just here
for a day, Mel.

- Oh, okay.
- Mm-hmm.

- Then I guess we'll have
to make the most of it.

Let's enjoy every minute.

♪ ♪

- You know what?

That's exactly
what we should do.

And I know a private spot
by the beach

where you won't need trunks.

- Mm, lead the way.

- Okay.
- Come on then.

♪ ♪

- Morning.
- Morning.

- I'm not used to
seeing you alone anymore.

- Ruby's with her husband.

He arrived last night
at midnight.

- Oh, sorry to hear that.
I hope she's all right.

Are we still on for later?

- Yeah, I'll see you
at my place in an hour.

- Okay.
- Morning, sir.

- Ramon Abila, this
is your host, Elena Roarke.

- More like my boss.
I'm here to do a job.

- Mr. Abila is gonna paint
the gazebos for us.

Of course, you should also
make time for yourself

while you're on the island.

♪ ♪

- How did you hear about me?
- It was a referral, I believe.

Yes, somebody that you
used to know in Miami.

So do you paint other things
or just buildings?

- Nothing worth saving lately.

I'm just trying
to make ends meet.

- I have a meeting
this morning,

but Ash is gonna get
you settled.

Then you can relax for a bit.

We don't have to start
the job until later.

- Works for me.

- Welcome to Fantasy Island.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

- Jasper?

- Ramon?

- You're supposed to be dead.

- Well, I am, usually.

It's complicated,

but I'm so tickled
to see you, Ramon.

- Is that right?

'Cause I'm gonna kick your ass.

♪ ♪

- Ramon, you're obviously
in a bit of a tizz.

- I saw the spreadsheets
on your computer.

You cheated me!

- That was a misunderstanding.
I can explain.

- I should have known
that the guy who thought

selling forged paintings
was a good idea

was gonna turn around
and stab me in the back!

♪ ♪

- I paid you!

- You made me think
that you cared about me,

that you were helping me,
and then you turn around

and lied about what you were
getting for my paintings!

- Your forgeries,
if you want to be technical.

And you went through my files!
Those are private.

- I thought you were dead.
- I am dead.

- You will be
once I get my hands on you.

- You're a liar.

- Oh! Oh.

- Where are you going?

Come back here, liar!

Hello. Oh!

- Running away?

- I have to go.

We'll talk later, Ramon.
Toodles!

♪ ♪

- What is Jasper doing here?

He's supposed to be dead.

- Oh, he's dead.

On Fantasy Island,
spirits can return

in human form
on Día De Los Muertos.

- That's crazy.
- Well...

- You called me for him

because you want me
to forgive him or something?

'Cause that's not happening.

- You're here for Jasper
and also for you, Ramon.

Nobody ends up
on Fantasy Island by accident.

I'm hearing a little pain
in your voice.

- Not pain.

Anger.

- How did you meet Jasper?

- My childhood was rough.
Dad died.

My mom had to work three jobs.

To cope, when I was about 12,

I started doing a lot
of graffiti art.

One night, I was bombing
the side of a building,

and Jasper ran out yelling.

Turns out he was an art dealer,

and it was his gallery
that I was bombing.

- And he liked your work.

- He looked out for me.

He cared almost like a father.

After he died,
I found out it was all a lie.

He betrayed me.

- Maybe that's why
you're both here,

so you can tell him
how you feel.

- You know what?
I'll pass.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

- I let myself in.
Hope you don't mind.

- Not at all.

- Got the stuff
you told me to bring.

Dani's favorites.

Beer, salami with Swiss.

I may have eaten
the other half.

- That time in Afghanistan.

- The calaca
to represent Dani.

It's perfect.

- Look, thanks for doing this.

There's some things
I need to say, and--

- You don't have
to explain, Javier.

- So what do I do?

- Well, the calaca
and the objects

that you brought it
to represent the four elements,

earth, air, spirit, and fire,
that's what's important.

Now it can help
if you say a few words.

- Hey, buddy.

Look, I'm sure
you're pissed at me.

That's on me.

You're my best friend.

I hope that counts
for something.

♪ ♪

How was that?

- Just right.
Now you wait.

♪ ♪

- How about you?

Is there anybody
you bring back on this day?

- I honor my ancestors
every day.

- That's not what I asked.

- Well, there's someone
that I...

that I think about
bringing back,

my cousin Fernando.

There are so many things to say

I wouldn't even know
where to begin.

- You might as well try.

That's what I finally decided.

Can't just carry it with me.

The burden's too heavy,
you know?

- Now, is it just me,

or was this tattoo
a lot less when you got it?

- Oh, yeah, it grew.

As soon you left,
it just kind of expanded.

Don't ask me why,
'cause I don't know.

Other than that, it's a sign
that I'm supposed to be here.

- Hmm. I like it.

- Hmm. Me too.

- Something you want
to tell me?

- No, nothing, nothing.

Honey, I'm just happy
to be here with you.

- Permission to float a theory?

- Permission granted.

- I think you met someone,
but you're afraid to tell me

because you don't want
to hurt me.

- Well, three for imagination,
and zero for accuracy.

♪ ♪

- Was my coming here a mistake?

- No!
Mel, this is the best thing

that's happened
since I've been here.

- Permission to float a theory?
- Denied.

- Well, then I'll just say
whatever it is,

or whoever it is, it's okay.

- Mel, you're dead.

You died.

I'm so sorry.

- Well, you're talking crazy.

- No, the reason
why you're here

is because today
is Día de Los Muertos.

- But a dead man
can't feel the sun on his face

or smell the ocean.

- I know, but here you can.

And just for today.

Honey, I called you here,

and I didn't even know
I was doing it.

- No, Ruby, I am not dead!

- Honey, I should have
told you sooner,

but I didn't know at first.

- No, no, I don't want to hear
any more of this foolishness.

You know, maybe me coming here
really was a mistake.

- Mel!

♪ ♪

- Oh, come on!

Let's go!

♪ ♪

Go, go, go!

Ahh! Oh, uh...

- This is not the highway
to heaven.

Come with me, please.

- I'd love
to dig a little deeper

into this
"get Jasper into heaven" plan

because I feel that hellfire
is licking at my heels.

- Oh, the plan is simple.

You figure out why you're stuck
so you can fix it.

- Cool, yeah,
but what about Ramon?

He didn't seem
that thrilled to see me.

- Okay, let's talk inside.
- Okay.

- So what do you think?

- Oh, no.
- What?

- No, no, no, no.

No, no, no, no, no, no,
no, no, no, no!

Oh, dang it all!

- What's wrong, Jasper?

Isn't this your gallery,
your--your baby?

- This is my purgatory!

I was stuck in here
since I died,

in some timeless void
staring at blank walls.

- This is a lovely space.

I mean, I agree with you,
it's a little bare, but--

- Oh!

- There, that's much better.

Shall we take a spin
around the room?

- Yeah.

I can't stand this newfangled,
self-indulgent so-called art.

I mean, what do you feel
when you see this?

- I feel bad for your roommate
Maxwell Reid.

You know, that's the key
to your first apartment, 1988.

And then you ran out,

and Maxwell had to pay
all of your back rent.

- Well, I was saving money
to rent a gallery space.

Put every penny I made
towards that.

- Oh, sweet ride, Jasper.

- Her name was Sally.

- Oh, my, Jasper.

You totaled Sally, and then
you gave her a cheap paint job

and sold her
to an unsuspecting neighbor.

- Who was cheating on his wife

with the bag girl
at the Piggly Wiggly.

I don't feel bad
about that one.

No, sir, I do not.

You know what? Let's move on.

Doesn't look familiar,
so shall we?

- That is the first painting
that Ramon forged for you.

A heads up before you speak.

The road to hell

is not actually paved
with good intentions.

In reality,
it's paved with lies.

- Fine, it's Ramon's.

♪ ♪

He's so talented.

Even as a kid,
I could see that in him.

- And teaching a young man
to use his talent

to cheat others,

that's an interesting way
to mentor, you know?

- We were just gonna
do it once,

and then it went so well.

I knew that I could sell more
and more and more.

And it's not like
I didn't give Ramon a cut.

- But you told him
you sold them

for less than half
of the actual price, Jasper.

- I needed the money.

Galleries are a money pit,
Ms. Roarke.

- And what about Ramon?

- He was making money
as an artist.

Yes, forgeries, but that's
better than most artists do.

- Jasper, Ramon trusted you.

♪ ♪

- Why can't I move?

- You spent a lifetime cutting
corners, shading the truth,

using people
to get what you wanted,

and you see, the island
didn't bring back Maxwell

or your cheating neighbor.

The island brought back Ramon.

- Who hates my guts
worse than anyone.

So how is that fair?

Oh, no,
I'm in H-E-double hockey--ahh!

Oh...

Okay, Ramon,
take your best shot.

Oh, come on, Ramon.
You're not a house painter.

You are an artist.

I'm sorry I lied to you,
but I've seen the light.

And I wasn't all bad.
I taught you art history.

I taught you how
to tie a bow tie.

- I looked up to you.

You could have
nurtured my talent.

Instead, you took advantage
of it, and then you died,

and you left me with nothing.

That's why I'm a house painter.

- So now I can apologize,
and we can move on.

- Why would I do that?

- Because you're a good kid
with a good heart.

And, Ramon,
I will be in purgatory

for the rest of time,
or even worse, the bad place.

- I get it.

Just like you held my future
in your hands for so long,

now I hold
your eternal future in mine.

- Yeah, that about sums it up.

- It looks like you're screwed.

- Oh, Ramon.

♪ ♪

- The flowers you asked for.

- Beautiful, Segundo.

- But I don't like this.

- I need to help him.

- Fernando's spirit
is too troubled.

- Well, I think maybe it's time

to lay down the burden,
Segundo.

- Well, that I agree with.
- Elena, I'm sorry.

- Yeah?
- Have you seen Mel?

I told him that he was dead.
Now I can't find him.

What happens
if I can't find him?

What?
What did that look mean?

- With people that refuse
to accept that they have died,

sometimes they get--
they get very angry.

- And lost.

- Okay, then what happens
after angry and lost?

- Just give him a little time.
He'll come around.

- Elena, I'm so scared.

- Don't worry, okay?
Don't.

- She's crazy.

I can't be dead.
It doesn't make any damn sense.

- Yoo-hoo!

I'm talking to you!

Can you hear me?

I'm talking to you!

Hello?

Oh, my goodness!
- Hey!

- Where'd you come from?
- That's a long story.

I was home, and now I'm here,

and, well, you know, it all
kind of goes a little blank

in the middle of there,
I'm sorry.

- Well, never mind.
I'm Jasper.

- Oh, Mel.
I'm in a fight with my wife.

- Well, I'm in a fight
with God.

But she's giving me
the silent treatment.

- Is that right?

- So tell me, Mel,
what do you do

when you're at odds
with the Mrs.?

- Oh, I hit some golf balls,
cool off.

And there are my clubs,
because of course.

- Well, there you go.
Don't mind if I do.

Oops.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

Well, if you had to bring me
back from the dead,

well done on the view.

- So damn good to see you.
- Wait, I need to know.

This gonna get all mushy
and stuff?

- Yeah, it's possible.
- Mm-hmm.

Well, then we're
gonna need beer.

- Dani--

- Mm, beer first,
mushy talk later.

- Okay.

- Good to see you, you big sap.

- Thanks for coming.

- Plays all sorts
of sports, right?

- Oh, no!
- Mm-hmm.

- Oh, she cut off
all her gorgeous hair.

- She said it bugged her
on the volleyball court, so...

- Oh, she looks happy.

She misses you, but she is.

And look who is obsessed
with fishing.

- Oh, that's my girl.

♪ ♪

And the new wife?

Come on.

It's been six years
since I died.

Mike better have a new wife.

♪ ♪

- Debra, she's a teacher,

apparently really
into bird watching.

♪ ♪

You okay?

- Do they laugh a lot?

- Mm-hmm.
- Yeah?

And the kids like her?

- Mm-hmm.
- Okay.

Good for him.

Mm.

Now it's your turn.

- To marry your husband?
I told you he's taken.

- No, move on from the past,
find peace.

♪ ♪

- That's why I asked you
to come.

Dani, if--
- Don't ask me to forgive you.

I won't do it.

♪ ♪

You have nothing
to be forgiven for, Javi.

♪ ♪

Don't you get it?

The only person here
not at peace is you.

♪ ♪

- ♪ Please, as you are ♪

♪ That's good enough by far ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

- Fernando.

Please, cousin.

I want to talk.

Let me help you, Fernando.

Come on, Fernando, come on.

Come on.

- I don't set out
to do wrong, Mel.

Wrong just seems to find me.

I think it's because
I'm so dang charming.

People just want
to give me things,

and I took advantage of that.

- Well, that's no excuse
for being an ass.

- I guess
it doesn't matter now.

I've lost Ramon forever.

He hates me.

I'm gonna go to hell
in a hand basket

without the hand basket.

- Do you know that your eyes

well up a little bit
every time you say his name?

- Allergies.

- Oh, same thing happens to me
when I talk about my son,

especially when things
aren't right between us.

- You know it's all
a big crutch, Mel.

The smile,
the delightful turn of phrase--

just tools
to hide the little boy

who was ignored
on the playground.

- Maybe it's time
that little boy grows up.

- I always wanted
to evolve into a better man.

I really did,
but time slips away.

Now, it's too late.
Dead is dead.

- Well, things work a little
differently around here.

Here's what I know.

The island wouldn't
set you up to fail.

Don't give up on Ramon.

- Do you think
he really might forgive me?

- Well, I think fathers
mess up a lot.

"I'm sorry" goes a long way.

- You made it sound simple
admitting that you did wrong.

♪ ♪

- Do you know when I get

the absolute maddest
at my wife?

- Tell me.

- It's when I know
that she's right,

like I'm starting to think
that she is right now.

Well, I've got some apologizing
to do right now, in fact.

♪ ♪

I hope to see you
on the other side, Jasper.

- Well, I wouldn't count on it.
-

♪ ♪

Hey.
- Hey.

- I'm sorry.

- Oh, forgive him!

He's sweet, and he is so wise.

- And I didn't mean to scare
you running off like that.

- I'm sorry too.

I should have found
a better way to tell you.

- Well, I don't think there's
a lot of good ways to say it.

♪ ♪

- Oh, you're here.
Thank God.

- I was hoping you'd come.

Do you know
what you have to do?

- I do, but Ms. Roarke,
I need your help.

- What is this?

- Jasper's final exhibition

featuring a very talented
young artist.

You have a gift.
- I don't understand.

This is everything I've done
since I was a kid,

but I threw it all out.

I never thought
it was good enough.

- And I pulled every last piece
out of the trash.

- I'll leave you two to talk.

♪ ♪

- Why?

- Because I believe in you.
I always did.

And I knew that someday
you would want these.

I love you like a son.

You trusted me,
and I messed up.

♪ ♪

No excuses, just a message.

You have a gift.

Do not waste it.

♪ ♪

If you'll excuse me,
I have a date with destiny.

♪ ♪

- I'm really dead.

- You really are.
- How?

- I don't know, but Elena says
she thinks it was peaceful.

- You know,
it's gonna be hard on the kids

losing both of us
the same year.

- You're such a good man, Mel,

always thinking
of other people.

- Oh, I'm scared, Ruby.

What's gonna happen to me
at midnight, you know?

Where will I go?

- Honey, I don't know.

Wherever it is, I should have
been there waiting for you.

- No, you're exactly where
you're supposed to be.

Can I make a confession?

I miss us being us.

I like those old people
with the creaky knees.

It's crazy, huh?
- Crazy beautiful.

- Yeah.

- You know, we've got
a lot to be proud of.

- Mm.
- Best kids in the world.

- Yeah, cutest grandkids.

You know, that's 'cause
they all look just like me.

- What?

You...

♪ ♪

- Damn, we're old.
- As the hills.

But I had a good life.
I mean, a really good life.

- The best.

I bet your funeral
was standing room only.

- Well, yours was.

I told the kids
that I scattered your ashes

during the trip, but we had
one hell of a homegoing.

- I bet you did!

- So many memories, you and me.

You remember when MJ smashed

Ellie's birthday cake
in her face?

- We thought she'd be so mad,

but she licked it off,
just as calm as can be.

- Yeah, she took after you,
that's why.

♪ ♪

- Thanks for the slideshow
and for keeping up

with my crazy family
after all these years.

- Hey, Dani...
- Oh, I already told you.

- No, listen,
I need to say this, okay?

I'm sorry that you died
and I didn't.

- I'm sorry I died too.

But I'm not sorry you didn't.

Look, if you want
to do something for me,

Javi, do this.

Live, fall in love,
make mistakes.

If you want to tell stories
about me at my kids' wedding,

that would be great,
but this is your life.

Live it like crazy for me.

♪ ♪

See you on the other side.

- See you.

♪ ♪

- I'm never gonna
wear a bow tie.

- But at least you'll know
how to tie one.

You came.

♪ ♪

- What time is it?
- It's 11:58.

But no one's counting.

♪ ♪

- It wasn't just
about the money.

I mean, it was definitely
about the money,

but I was also mad at you
for dying.

- Well, I was mad at me, too,
for dying and the money.

- You were like a father
to me, Jasper.

Not father of the year maybe,
but it still counts.

♪ ♪

- Does this mean
that you forgive me?

- I forgive you.

- Thank you.

♪ ♪

Will you stay with me?

- I'm not going anywhere.

♪ ♪

- You know what this means?

- What?
- It's official now.

Since I'm dead,

we are no longer married,

and you have no excuse

not to go forward
and live your life.

- That's a little bit scary.

- It's time to shed the cocoon
and turn into a butterfly.

♪ ♪

So what's her name?
- Who?

- The woman you so obviously
aren't telling me about.

- Gina.

♪ ♪

- When I come back next year,
introduce me.

Longer than a lifetime.

- And more than all the world.

I love you, Mel.

♪ ♪

- Are you afraid?

- Not anymore.

♪ ♪

- Fernando!

Let me help you, Fernando!

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

- Morning.

I came with pastries.

- What happened to you?

- Oh this?
Nothing.

- Uh-huh, and you being here,
that's nothing, too, right?

- Well, after
the Day of the Dead,

I wanted to spend time
with the living.

For my ofrenda,
you have tres leches cake.

I got you some orejas
and a few buñuelos.

- You brought me
day-old dead people bread?

- Mm-hmm, yeah.
- I'll take it.

- So did your friend come?

- Yeah.

- And did you say
what you needed to say?

- Not exactly, but she said
what I needed to hear.

- How did she die?

It was Christmas Eve.

We were in a city called
Lashkar Gah.

It's a Taliban stronghold.

And I'd been struggling
with a bad case of CMI.

- What is CMI?

- Chronic multi-symptom
illness,

a grab bag of all of these fun,

medically unexplained
chronic symptoms.

And I was scheduled
to the fly that morning,

but I had the worst headache
of my life.

I could barely stand up,

so Dani offered
to take my place.

And on the way to the airfield,
the vehicle that she was in

that I was supposed to be in
ran over an IED.

- I'm so sorry.

- So I came home
and she didn't,

all because she wanted
to let me sleep off a headache.

- You would have done
the same exact thing for her.

- Now we'll never know.
- I do know.

And I can assure you
she does too.

♪ ♪

I want to take you out
on a date,

kiss you goodnight,
or good morning, or both.

♪ ♪

I gotta get the plane ready.

- Oh, um...

♪ ♪

Okay.

- ♪ I need a mouth
to sing this song ♪

♪ And I need my fingers
to strum along ♪

- Have a safe flight.

- ♪ Sleep until noon
and warm me in winter ♪

- How are you?
-

You know what?

I'll be fine.

♪ ♪

- I didn't finish
painting the gazebo.

- Somehow, the gazebo
will be all right.

By the way,
I sent some photos of your work

to an art gallery in New York,

and they'd like
to do a studio visit

and select some
of your pieces to show.

- Really?

- I think it's time for you

believe in yourself.

- Thank you.
- Of course.

♪ ♪

- I'm guessing you don't feel
like being alone either.

Want dinner?
- Crab mofongo?

- I can make that happen.

♪ ♪

- ♪ Oh, carry me on,
oh, carry me through ♪

- Okay.

This looks beautiful.

- Thank you.
- Mm-hmm.

- Oh, is that your great uncle?

- It is.
Wasn't he dashing?

- Wow, very handsome.

Oh, Elena, you got a note here.

- From who?

- Well, I don't know.
Let's see.

It says it's from Tio.

Oh, wait a minute.
Is that him?

Let me just read it for you.
- No, no, it's okay.

- "My dearest Elena,
my apologies for missing you.

"I had a lovely talk
with Segundo.

"Sounds as if you're doing
a wonderful job.

"You should be proud,

and I'm so pleased to hear you
finally accepted a right hand."

Oh, that's me.
He's talking about me--okay.

"No one should do this job
alone.

"

"I know you love
your cousin Fernando,

"but leave him be, child.

"He's not ready.

"Hope to see you next year.

With love and respect, Tio."

- I can't believe I missed him.

- Elena, who's this cousin
he's talking about?

♪ ♪

- I told you that I tried
to say no to this position,

but I didn't tell you
that I did say no.

I was so in love with James.
I was engaged.

I...

so my cousin Fernando,
he stepped in.

And the island wasn't happy.

It didn't end well.

Fernando, he blames me.

I blame me too.

- Elena.

- It's okay.
You know what?

That's a conversation
for another day.

I will tell you
about my uncle's right hand.

He went by Tattoo.

- He had the same tattoo as me?
- Yes, he did.

- Oh.
- And they were inseparable.

- Just like us.
- I suppose so.

You want to talk about Mel?

- Yes, but not tonight.

Why don't you tell me
a little more about Tattoo?

- He took the arrival
of the plane very seriously.

- Oh.
- He'd ring this gigantic bell.

- Really?
- Yes.

- That's cute.

- Everybody loved him.

He would always say,
"The plane, the plane!"

♪ ♪