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[THEME MUSIC PLAYING]

[BELL TOLLING]

The plane! The plane!

[GIRLS GIGGLING]

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

Let's go.

[♪♪♪♪♪]

-Smiles, everyone. Smiles. -[GIRLS GIGGLING]

[BAND PLAYS]

ROARKE: That gentleman is Mr. Herman Dodge,

who traveled all the way from Dobbs Ferry.

And his friend and partner

in the glove manufacturing business,

Mr. Stan Burns.

TATTOO: Manufacturer.

Oh, they're here to make a big deal

and make a lot of money.

Not exactly.

Mr. Dodge's present needs are far more basic.

These recent years have been ones of sexual revolution.

Men and women have become liberated.

-You mean, uh... -Precisely.

Except for some members of Mr. Dodge's generation,

who feel, rightly or wrongly, that they missed the boat.

But now that his family is grown

and he has separated from his wife,

Mr. Dodge's fantasy is to enjoy the youth he missed.

He wishes to become a young swinger.

Him? A swinger? Oh, boss!

Is it ever too late on Fantasy Island, my friend?

TATTOO: Oh, she look okay to me, boss.

Yes, she's very attractive. Her name is Miss Sharon Sanders.

She comes from a very small town

called Boulder Valley, Iowa, where she spent her entire life.

What's her fantasy?

Miss Sanders wishes the power of precognition.

She wants to be able to see into the future.

To know what's going to happen in her life.

To see in the future? Oh, boss! That would be great!

That depends on what the future holds

in store for her.

Perhaps Miss Sanders would be much happier

if she didn't know.

My dear guests,

I am Mr. Roarke, your host. Welcome to Fantasy Island.

[♪♪♪♪♪]

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

[♪♪♪♪♪]

-Herm, Herm. -I saw. I saw.

I can't get over it, Herm. You look 15 years younger.

Uh, this is the, uh, Fantasy Island Marina,

where all the, uh, swingers live.

Yes. Uh, gentlemen, please.

Could-- could we have some of the...

Oh, by all means.

Not only that, but feel free to play host here, Mr. Dodge.

Oh, yes. Uh, this is your boat.

And this is your party, which is already in progress.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

Everything we always talked about on the 741, right?

-[CHUCKLES] -Why don't you gentlemen dance?

Well, I'll tell you the truth, Mr. Roarke, uh,

all I know is jitterbugging,

and that went out about 30 years ago.

[CHUCKLES]

But I'm willing to give it a try.

Please do.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

[♪♪♪♪♪]

Mr. Dodge.

Hi, would you like to dance?

Believe in your fantasy, Mr. Dodge. Believe.

I'm Peggy.

Herm. I-- My-- my friends call me...

Herm.

[♪♪♪♪♪]

ROARKE: Please, forgive us for keeping you waiting,

Miss Sanders.

-Uh, won't you sit down. -Thank you.

I can't believe I'm actually here

and that you're able to grant my wish

to see the future.

-Do you think I'm being silly? -Oh, no. No, not at all.

I am sure that, at one time or another,

most people would like to have the power to see

what life has waiting for them. [CHUCKLING]

But tell me, why is it so important to you?

Well, Mr. Roarke, I was, uh, I was born

and raised in Boulder Valley.

I guess I just want to know if I'm gonna live and die there.

And if you find out you are?

Then I'd-- I'd change things.

Oh, that's not possible, Miss Sanders.

-Not possible? -No, no. Please understand.

There are two schools of thought.

One is that free will exists

and we have power to change our future.

In other words, our destiny is in our own hands.

Now, the other says predestination exists.

It is written in our stars, and is unchangeable.

By asking for your fantasy,

you assume that the second school is the correct one.

Therefore, for you, it will be.

The future you'll see...

is a fact.

It is already fixed in time... immutable.

Whatever it holds for you...

it cannot be changed.

Are you prepared to accept that, Miss Sanders?

Think about it... carefully.

Be very, very certain.

I am prepared, Mr. Roarke.

Very well.

It's beautiful. It's really beautiful.

ROARKE: And, uh, very old.

Dating back into the mists of time

and encrusted with the legends of its power.

One of those legends is that, um...

anybody who wears the ring...

will be given the ability to see into the future.

Put it on, Miss Sanders.

TATTOO: Do you see anything?

Yes, uh, I was sitting with a man, having a drink.

I don't know him.

[SIGHS] It's exciting...

but it scared me too.

Oh, I'm sorry.

But I wanted to be sure you understood.

I think I do.

-Thank you, Mr. Roarke. -You're welcome, Miss Sanders.

Tattoo.

-SHARON: Bye-bye. -Goodbye.

Boss, is she gonna be all right?

[SIGHS] We'll see, Tattoo.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

I never met anyone before who captained his own boat.

Will you tell us again about the storms you rode out?

And the killer wave in Bora Bora,

when all you had was a tiny surfboard, Rocky?

[SCOFFS] Rocky?

[GIRLS GIGGLING]

Hey, Duke. Isn't that your Peggy?

Yeah, yeah, we just had a little argument, that's all.

I took this boat and I took it through waves.

You never saw anything like it.

[SCOFFS] Can you believe that guy and the bull

he's been slinging around?

All I know is, Mr. Success has got her.

And you, you're dancing with yourself.

You know what I mean?

Okay.

-[INDISTINCT CHATTER] -Hey, buddy.

-I think you're a phony. -Y-- you talking to me?

[GASPS]

Don't pay him any attention, Rocky.

He's just something I used to date.

Why don't you boogie on out of here, Duke?

[SCOFFS]

Hey, look. We got a little thing we do around here.

We're all into water sports, you know.

Some of us are pretty good at it.

And some of us just talk big.

I guess if you're not all talker,

you'll be going for my crown, right?

-His crown? -Hmm.

King of the Marina.

And if you're as hot as you think you are, big shot,

the competition starts tomorrow. See you there.

[SIGHS] You know, Rocky,

maybe you should just go out there

-and teach him a lesson. -[SCOFFS]

Besides, we've never had a winner before.

Who's-- who's we?

Well, you-- you see, the marina's cut in half.

Sort of, like, the north against the south.

We live on the south side. Duke's from the north.

-Mm. -It would be so easy

for you out on that little ski with that little motor.

-Oh, it'd mean so much to us. -Little ski?

-Motor? -Yeah.

Just for the qualifying run. [CHUCKLES]

To show Duke up.

And you won't have to do anything else,

if you don't think it's fair.

Well, that sounds easy enough.

-[GIGGLES] -Oh! [CHUCKLES]

-I just love you, Rocky. -[LAUGHS]

Yeah.

[♪♪♪♪♪]

SHARON: What a taxi!

Mr. Roarke really knows how to live in style.

A gambling casino's a good place

to see into the future.

Thank you.

I-- I tell you. I broke the bank.

I'd like a drink.

I'm okay. I'm telling you. I'm okay.

I can drive.

-Come on, give me the keys. -No!

-Give me-- -Get in there, I'm driving.

[WOMAN GROANS]

[GASPS]

[SIGHS]

[ENGINE REVVING]

Look out!

[TIRES SCREECH]

[GROANING] What the...

Stupid idiot.

Did you see that guy? He'd have killed me

-if you hadn't-- -Are you all right?

Yeah, I think so.

-How'd you know? -Know what?

How'd you know that I was walking right--

I-- I didn't.

You didn't? Well, then why'd you just pop on me--

Oh, I guess, uh, uh, uh, premonition.

-Premonition, huh? -I guess.

-Something wrong? Huh? -No, no.

Listen, uh, I think I could really use a drink.

Have one with me?

You all right?

Yeah, I'm fine.

It's just that this is all very new to me.

Uh, listen, uh, have you ever gambled before?

What do you call my being here with you?

[CHUCKLES] You know what I mean.

You know, like roulette, blackjack.

Well, I'm afraid that gambling in Boulder Valley

is restricted to, uh, Bingo games

-at the Sunday church social. -[CHUCKLES]

While I'm here, maybe I should try a little roulette.

Listen, I, uh...

I think we'll need a bigger stake than this.

You sit tight, I'll go get a check cashed, okay?

Okay.

SHARON: It's my tomb!

My gravestone.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

[BAND PLAYING]

[WOMEN LAUGHING]

♪ In my world ♪

♪ There's a special place For you ♪

[STAN LAUGHS]

Hey, Stan.

How about these cuff links, huh?

[LAUGHS]

Rocky, how come you hang out with an old guy like Stan?

-Do you want to play a game? -Okay.

How old do you think I am?

Oh, mature.

I guess I'd say... at least 31.

-That's exactly right. -[BOTH LAUGH]

At least 31. [CHUCKLES]

Oh, I'm sorry, Maxine.

Maxine?

-Herman. -What are you doing here?

I could ask you the same thing.

I hardly recognize you in that ridiculous outfit.

-Excuse me. -Excuse me.

Maxine, are you trying to ruin my fantasy?

Herm, I spent too many years as your wife

worrying about your fantasies to worry about them now.

Besides, I'm having too much fun.

A girl can do so many things today.

Maxine, act your age.

Well, I'm sorry Herman,

but women do have their fantasies too, you know.

Yeah, but not you, Maxine. You're so practical.

At least, that's what you thought when we were married.

You still doing your exercises?

How's your back?

It doesn't prevent me from dancing,

if that's what you mean.

-I'm glad, Herm. -[CROWD APPLAUDING]

Well, I guess I better go now.

Bye

[SIGHS]

-Rocky? -Hmm?

That lady you were talking to, I don't think I like her.

Oh, she's-- she's okay. It's just that there are

some things she doesn't quite understand about.

-Some things. -Yeah, well, who is she, anyway?

She's no one, it's my aunt. Yeah, my aunt. She's my aunt.

Oh, your aunt. [CHUCKLES]

Good.

Because I don't share my man with anybody.

Your man? You mean, I'm your...

-Mm-hmm. -[HERMAN CHUCKLES]

And I know just what makes my man happy.

PEGGY: Hmm.

Peggy, I'm happy.

I-- I'm really, very happy.

I was, kind of, afraid I'd missed something in life.

-What do you mean? -Oh, it's-- No, it's okay.

Everything's-- everything's just fine. Just fine now.

-PEGGY: Hm. -Come here to your man.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

DEALER: Place your bets, ladies and gentlemen,

place your bets.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

MAN: Believe me, man. Believe me.

Place your bets, ladies and gentlemen.

Aren't you gonna play?

Nah. This isn't my night for roulette.

I'm gonna play some blackjack.

Well, if you don't mind, I'd like to stay here and play.

-The game really fascinates me. -Oh.

-Oh, thanks. -Good luck.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

DEALER: Place your bets, ladies and gentlemen,

place your bets.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

SHARON: I wonder if it works at roulette?

Then it should come up 17.

DEALER: No more bets.

Seventeen black.

SHARON: I'll put 500 on seven red.

DEALER: Seven red. Yes, miss,

the odds are 35 to one.

Place your bets, please.

No more bets, please.

Number seven, red.

I won, I won. Oh, that's great. [LAUGHING]

DEALER: Place your bets, ladies and gentlemen.

Everyone, place your bets, please.

All of these?

-Yes, miss. -[GASPS] Thank you.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

DEALER: Place your bets, ladies and gentlemen.

Place your bets.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

-It's number 14, red. -Oh, that's great.

SHARON: I won again. I can't believe it.

Where's Martin? I want him to see this.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

-What's going on? -I'm winning like crazy.

-You're kidding? -No.

-You mean all this? -Yes.

-From the ones I gave you? -Yes.

-[SHARON EXCLAIMS] -Sixteen, red.

[ALL EXCLAIMING]

It's incredible. It's like a dream.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

May I have your attention, please.

Please, ladies and gentlemen.

The management regrets to announce

that it must suspend gambling for the rest of the evening.

-SHARON: Why? -WOMAN: What?

Well, apparently, you have broken the bank.

Mademoiselle, will you please come with me?

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

[SIGHS]

I'm afraid you've caught us in a very bad situation.

The casino has had several large winners

the past few days. Oh, nothing as large as yours.

But it has caused a drain on our cash reserves.

[STAMMERS] Wait-- wait a minute.

You mean, you're not paying off?

No, no, no, no. Nothing like that, monsieur.

What we propose to do is to give mademoiselle

a post-dated check,

until we transfer funds from our Swiss bank account.

It'll take one or two days at the most.

Well, that's okay, if it's only a couple of days.

Oh, thank you. Thank you.

I'll have the owner draft a check immediately.

Thank you.

I can't believe this. I'm so excited. What a fantasy.

[BOTH CHUCKLING]

-Hey, let's celebrate, huh? -Yeah.

I got a cold bottle of vintage champagne in my room.

-Let's go. -Let's.

Do not operate in shallow water.

Oh!

Look, just follow Duke.

That's all they expect you to do.

-That's all? -Yeah.

Okay. Okay.

-Hey, life jacket. -Huh.

Crash helmet.

Crash helmet? Oh, boy!

[JET SKI APPROACHING]

[SCREAMING]

Did you see that?

Let-- let-- let's forget it, Stan.

I-- I can't pull this thing off.

[SHUSHES] They'll hear you.

HERMAN: They-- Yeah, they'll hear me

screaming in pain when I take this thing out

and crash it.

Look, you want them to think you're an old fool?

Come on, now. You can still have your cake,

and you can eat it too.

-How? -Just listen to me.

Suck it in a little, will you?

-[GRUNTING] -There we go. A little more.

[COUGHS]

Halfway out, y-- you kick the fuel line loose.

Yeah. Then you'll stall and they'll have to tow you in.

It'll be a forfeit.

-HERMAN: A forfeit? -STAN: Yeah.

HERMAN: They'll tow me.

I'll be safe and I'll still be hero.

-Yeah. -I'll buy that. Okay.

[CROWD CHEERING]

WOMAN: Be careful!

-MAN 1: Step on it! -WOMAN: Come on!

[CROWD CHEERING]

MAN 2: Let's do it!

-Let's go! All right! -WOMAN: Come on!

Open up that throttle! Let's go!

[CROWD CHEERING]

PEGGY: That's it, Hermy, you can do it!

MAN 1: All right, go, go! Herman, open it up!

F-- fuel, let's see. Fuel, Fuel line. Fuel I get.

[GRUNTING]

Yes!

[GRUNTING]

Wow.

What stops this thing?

HERMAN: Help! Help me. Oh, help me. Help!

[SCREAMS]

HERMAN: Oh! Look out!

[GROANING]

[CROWD CHEERING]

[CROWD APPLAUDING]

To you.

The most beautiful thing that ever happened to me.

[SCREAMING]

No!

He's trying to kill me.

Who? What are you talking about?

The man with a-- with a rope. [WHIMPERS]

Please, Martin, I'm sorry. Just leave me alone.

Sharon. Sharon, listen to me.

Is this a premonition like before?

Martin, I'm going to die.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

Oh, you can do it, Herman. I know you can do it.

I can't, Stan. There is nothing left.

I can't possibly jump over any speedboats, no way.

Well, you were automatically entered, Rocky,

when you dumped the old king of the marina.

Isn't that wonderful?

-E-- excuse us. -Hm. Excuse us.

They think you're gonna win this one

and become the big cheese around here.

Forget it. I just haven't got the strength.

What's the matter with you, Herman?

-You really look terrible. -To tell you the truth, Stan,

these fantasies really take it out of a guy.

I am totally pooped.

Well, you gotta get hold of yourself, Herm.

I mean, you'll be an inspiration to millions

of middle-aged men.

So hang in there. For them if not for yourself.

MAXINE: Herman.

Herman.

I think your aunt wants you, Herman.

-Yeah. Thank you. -Excuse us, dear.

-How're you doing, Champ? -[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

I just heard the news, and I came over

to congratulate you.

But, uh, really, that girl. [SCOFFS]

Oh, yeah. Oh, by the way,

where's your sophomore this morning?

[SIGHS] Oh, Herm.

Why do these things always jump out

whenever I'm with you?

I mean, we were married.

We spent a lot of years together.

Why can't we just be friends?

Because you left me, and despite that,

I made a life for myself. And you cannot stand it.

I think your happiness is just about to jiggle on over here.

By the way, are you dating or adopting?

Satchel Paige pitched when he was 60.

Bluebeard raped women when he was 70.

-I'm only 31, you know. -[SCOFFS]

At least 31.

MAN: Whoa! [GRUNTING]

Look-- look, I've been thinking about this.

You don't have to do this, Herm.

Y-- you can tell them you're sick or something.

My mind's made up.

Maxine says I should act my age. She says I look ridiculous.

She asked me if I was dating or adopting.

-[CHUCKLES] -I'll show her.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

Look at her. All right.

Listen, Herm.

You could finish out your fantasy in bed. Who'd care?

I'd care.

[JET SKI REVVING]

[CROWD CHEERING]

PEGGY: Come on, Hermy.

You're almost there. Just a little more.

[INDISTINCT CHEERING]

-You're almost there. -STAN: You can do it, Herm.

PEGGY: Come on, Hermy!

-[INDISTINCT CHATTER] -Yes!

PEGGY: Terrific, Hermy. Terrific.

[HERMAN EXCLAIMING] Oh, God!

[SCREAMING]

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

SHARON: And then I was backed up

against this coffin, and there was this man

coming at me with a piece of rope in his hands.

TATTOO: Did you recognize him?

No. I-- I've never seen him before.

He's an older man, and he's big and--

and he's very strong.

I-- I tried to explain to her, Mr. Roarke,

that what she saw wasn't real.

Oh, I beg to differ with you, Mr. Ward.

What Miss Sanders saw was her future.

Miss Sanders, have you come to me

for some sort of reassurance?

Well, yes.

Oh, I wish I could give you some.

Perhaps I can.

Not much, but a little.

You have no way of knowing when that glimpse

you had of your future will take place.

Tomorrow, next week, next month or years from now.

So, what are you saying, Mr. Roarke?

That I should enjoy life while I can?

Well, either that or live every moment in dread and fear.

Which is a kind of death itself.

That's him! That's the man!

That's the man who's trying to kill me.

Mr. Roarke, do something, please.

Hey, you! Stop!

Hold it!

What's going on here?

-Sharon, is it him? -Yes.

Why are you trying to kill me?

Look, young lady. I-- I don't know

what you're talking about.

You're lying. He's lying, Mr. Roarke.

Can't you do something?

Well, what should I do?

Have you ever met this gentleman?

-SHARON: Well, no, but-- -ROARKE: Do you know

of any reason why he'd want to kill you?

No, but he does. Arrest him. Put him in jail.

[LAUGHS] Oh, this lady is crazy.

Now, wait a minute. Hold it. Hold it.

Uh, Miss Sanders, I can't put a man in jail

because of a premonition.

I'm sorry, sir.

[SCOFFS] Ridiculous.

But he's gonna kill me, Mr. Roarke.

And it won't be next week or next month.

It's gonna happen before I leave this island.

Oh, Mr. Roarke, you've gotta release me

-from my fantasy. -Oh, that isn't possible.

Once a fantasy has been granted,

I haven't the power to rescind it.

Once a person starts living his or her fantasy,

it takes on a life of its own.

It's, uh... irreversible.

Then I'm gonna be killed, Mr. Roarke!

You asked to see your future.

You have.

What you have seen will happen.

There is nothing you can do to prevent it.

I'm sorry.

[WHIMPERS]

[♪♪♪♪♪]

[PARROT SQUAWKING]

[COUGHS]

May I join you?

Well, sure. Sure.

[GRUNTS] Here.

-Sit with me. Sit with me. -Mm-hmm.

Hi.

[SIGHS]

Never thought you'd go through with it.

Maxine, that was the dumbest thing

I ever did in my life.

[LAUGHS] No one's got a corner on dumbness.

Yeah, but I'm supposed to be old enough to know better.

[SCOFFS]

One thing I-- I do know. I don't need this.

[BOTH CHUCKLE]

Gee, I never thought I'd enjoy being bald again.

Huh.

I guess we both learned something.

I didn't know I could hurt you.

I thought you'd become indifferent.

I got feelings too, Max.

That did occur to you, didn't it?

I guess I'd better go before we start

insulting each other again.

Herm...

not that it matters now, but...

you weren't the only one who was hurt.

Yeah, wait-- wait-- wait, wait-- wait a minute.

Wait a minute, I-- You're coming with me.

Please?

[PHONE RINGING]

-Hello? -Sharon.

Sharon, listen.

-You've got to let me help. -How?

Sharon, listen, I've been thinking of--

Martin, it's no use. It's predestination.

The graveyard, the church, the coffin and--

and that man with the rope. They all add up to one thing.

I just-- [SIGHS] I just wish I knew where that church was,

so I could stay away from it,

and maybe none of this would happen.

Look, I-- I'm driving to the plane dock

and I'm leaving this place right now.

Sharon, no!

Sharon, stay where you are!

[ENGINE STARTS]

[TIRE BURSTING]

Why? Why me?

My name is Emmett Slate, Miss Sanders.

I own the gambling casino.

I'm sorry...

but a million dollars is a loss I can't afford.

My business and my reputation, everything I've got is gone...

the minute you present that post-dated check

for payment.

I-- I'll give it back, just please don't kill me.

No. Please, no. No!

No! Damn you! [PANTING]

[SHARON PANTING]

[GROANING]

No!

[SHARON WHIMPERING]

[GRUNTS] No!

[SHARON WHIMPERING]

-[MARTIN GRUNTS] -SHARON: Oh, Martin.

[MARTIN GRUNTING]

-[MARTIN GROANING] -[SHARON WHIMPERING]

[MARTIN GRUNTING]

-[MARTIN GRUNTING] -[EMMETT GROANING]

[SIGHS]

[SHARON WHIMPERS]

-You all right? -Yeah, I think so.

How did you know I was here?

I stopped by your bungalow, and I found this.

It told me all I needed to know.

Let's get outta here.

WOMAN: You did it again, Duke.

You're still King of the Marina.

[CROWD APPLAUDING]

PEGGY: Herman.

Herm, I've looked everywhere for you. [GASPS]

What happened to your hair?

Well, I-- I sent it out to be cleaned. [CHUCKLES]

No, that's-- that's not very funny. I...

Peggy, you're a very sweet girl. And I'm...

Well, I'm at least 31.

I'm a lot off at least 31. [CHUCKLES]

What I'm saying is...

That's your fellow, there.

-Right. Yeah. That's good. -[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

Very special, Herm.

You know, Max, young girls...

belong to young men.

-It serves them both right. -[LAUGHS]

So you are going back to Boulder Valley,

-Miss Sanders, huh? -Yes.

And I think it's gonna look pretty good to me

after this weekend.

Well, when you have a million dollars

in your pocket, anywhere would look good.

[LAUGHS]

We may even settle down there. Who knows?

ROARKE: Yes, who knows?

It's better to leave the future to itself. Much better.

You have to admit, Mr. Roarke, the future can be changed.

Well, then, how do you explain what happened?

What you saw was an attempt on your life.

An attempt.

You presumed the success of that attempt.

I hope the two of you will take your fate

in your own hands.

Goodbye and good luck.

-Goodbye. -Bye-bye.

-Bye, Tattoo. -Goodbye.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

MAXINE: Okay.

Don't move.

There you go. Easy does it.

Mr. Roarke, thanks for everything.

Herm and I are really gonna make it this time.

Of that I am certain, Mrs. Dodge.

Oh, incidentally, uh, where is your friend, uh, Stan?

Oh, well, to tell you the truth, Mr. Roarke,

he's having such a good time, he's decided to stay.

Oh?

Almost as good a time as we had last night,

-right, poopsie? -Oh.

That's good. [CHUCKLES]

-Bye, Mr. Roarke. -Goodbye.

-Thank you. -Bye-bye.

Well, Tattoo.

There goes two happy people

who learned a good lesson about age this past weekend.

Well, I learned something about age too, boss.

What is that?

That age is not important unless you are a cheese.

Touché, my friend. Touché. [LAUGHS]

[♪♪♪♪♪]