Original subtitles

[THEME MUSIC PLAYS]

[BELL TOLLS]

The plane! The plane!

-[INDISTINCT CHATTERING] -[WOMEN GIGGLING]

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

-[WOMEN GIGGLING] -[CAR ENGINE STARTING]

Let's go.

[♪♪♪♪♪]

Smiles, everyone. Smiles.

[BAND PLAYING]

TATTOO: Boss, look at those pretty ladies.

-Who are they? -ROARKE: The blonde

is Miss Mindy Harris.

The brunette, Miss Caroline Taylor.

And their fantasy is to experience

what it would be like to live in those simpler periods

of mankind's history,

when men were very male and, as Miss Harris put it,

"Women were glad of it."

You see, they're tired of some of the complexities

of modern society.

Questions about male or female superiority

or inferiority.

They want to live in a macho society?

Exactly, for a weekend.

But part of their expected pleasure

is to demonstrate the ability of a modern-day woman

to cope and surmount such a macho situation.

Frankly, I think the young ladies are in

for a great many more problems than they can possibly imagine.

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

Mr. Ned J. Scott.

Formerly a city detective from Chicago.

TATTOO: Boss, a blind detective?

ROARKE: A recent malady. As you can see, Tattoo,

he hasn't yet fully adapted to his affliction.

His fantasy is to see again?

Uh, partly, for a very special reason.

Several years ago, Mr. Scott fell in love

with a very glamorous young lady named Nona Lauren.

Nona Lauren? The famous movie star?

-Mm-hmm. -Boss, she disappeared.

She's been missing for years.

Right after her biggest film success.

Since that time, Mr. Scott's love

has become an obsession to find her.

And now, he believes he will never find her,

-much less see her again. -[INDISTINCT CHATTERING]

Unless, it's here on Fantasy Island.

Is it why he wants to see again? To see her one last time?

That is his fantasy. But my concern is

that he might find the bridge between blindness

and sight much simpler to cross

than the bridge between his fantasy

of Miss Lauren...

and reality.

[♪♪♪♪♪]

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

Welcome to Fantasy Island.

[♪♪♪♪♪]

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

[WOMEN GIGGLING]

[GIGGLING CONTINUES]

Well, Mr. Roarke, have you decided

where you're going to send us for our fantasy?

Uh, ladies, are you determined to go through with this?

With all due respect for both your intelligence

and obvious physical charms,

I am not sure you fully realize the risks you could be taking.

You see, excursions back in time are an inexact science, at best.

And even I am never quite sure into what precise period of time

such a fantasy might take you.

[BOTH CHUCKLE]

[CHUCKLES] Well, Mr. Roarke, all we want is a change.

We want to go to an old-fashioned society

that's male dominated.

Where they put their women up on pedestals.

You know, where they pampered their women

and thought they were too delicate

to vote or play tennis. [CHUCKLES]

Yes. [CHUCKLES]

Well, then, if you are ready to begin your fantasy,

you have only to open that door and, uh, walk out.

Just walk out that door?

That's right. And like the boss say,

it's gonna be quite a different world,

but it could be very dangerous.

Oh, well, we understand, and-- And we'll be careful.

Thank you, Mr. Roarke.

Very welcome. Very welcome, indeed.

CAROLINE: Let's go, Mindy.

-MINDY: I'll see you. -TATTOO: Bye-bye.

-CAROLINE: Bye-bye. -TATTOO: Bye.

MINDY: Bye.

CAROLINE: Where did all this fog come from?

MINDY: Ooh! And it's worse up ahead.

CAROLINE: Maybe we're gonna be in London.

MINDY: Oh, I hope so. Piccadilly Circus.

CAROLINE: Oh, yes, Robin Hood.

-Beau Brummell. -MINDY: Queen Victoria.

CAROLINE: Yeah, sounds great.

Where do you think we are? Asia?

Attila the Hun wasn't exactly what I had in mind.

I'm hoping it's Araby.

You know, Rudolph Valentino in his tent.

-[BOTH CHUCKLE, GASP] -[RUMBLING]

CAROLINE: Oh! Earthquake!

-[BEAST ROARING] -That's no earthquake.

-Go! -Let's get out of here.

[♪♪♪♪♪]

-[BOTH SCREAMING] -[BEAST ROARS]

-CAROLINE: What's that? -MINDY: Oh!

-Oh! -[ROARING]

CAROLINE: Oh, behind the rock.

-[MINDY GROANING] -CAROLINE: Get down!

[ROARS]

Where are we?

I got a better one. When are we?

[ROARS]

ROARKE: Your devotion to the search for Miss Lauren

has been most remarkable, Mr. Scott.

Oh, to tell the truth, Mr. Roarke,

I have run out of options.

And then, I thought this thing

with the eyesight was the clincher.

But now, thanks to you, I--

Mr. Scott, when did you last see Miss Lauren?

Well, I actually only saw her in person once in my life.

They world premiered one of her movies in Chicago.

I was a cop on duty in the crowd that night and...

And she walked right by me.

She was so beautiful and so radiant.

She was like a fairy princess.

Uh, Mr. Scott, you must clearly understand.

Your eyesight can be restored for a maximum of 48 hours

and only for this one occasion.

The fantasy can never be repeated.

Yes, but if I can just find Nona...

see her, be with her for a little while,

that's all I ask.

ROARKE: Very well, let me have your hand.

Now, you're standing beside a very... unique flower.

It grows only on Fantasy Island, and its nectar has equally rare

and powerful, medicinal qualities.

I believe it can stimulate your optic nerves sufficiently

to fulfill your fantasy.

However... its effects will gradually wear off,

as I warned you, within 48 hours.

Are you ready?

Yes, I'm ready.

Ah, then, will you please remove your glasses

and, uh, tilt your head back,

while I apply this... potion...

distilled from the flower.

[♪♪♪♪♪]

SCOTT: Oh, my God.

Oh, my God, I can see you. I can actually see you.

[SIGHS] Lord, I'd forgotten what a beautiful place

-this world of ours is. -Something those of us

who see often fail to appreciate.

Well, now, if you're ready to get started.

Uh, beyond those trees, you will find a pathway.

Follow it to the beach to continue your search

-for Miss Lauren. -Yes, all right,

thank you, Mr. Roarke. Thank you very much.

Yeah, Mr. Scott.

Forgive me, will you?

If I seem a little anxious, I'm...

I know I'm not a man to waste time.

Oh, that's very understandable, Mr. Scott.

You're not a man with much time to waste.

Right.

[FOOTSTEPS RECEDING]

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

[♪♪♪♪♪]

[WIND HOWLING]

[CAVEMAN GRUNTING]

-[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING] -Did you just hear something?

No.

-MINDY: Oh! -[CAVEMEN YELLING]

-[BOTH SCREAM] -[CAVEMEN GRUNTING]

-[BOTH GROANING, WHIMPERING] -[CAVEMEN GRUNTING]

MINDY: I've heard that some tribes

sacrifice blondes to the sun.

-Let's get out of here. -[CAVEMEN GRUNTING]

-[CAROLINE SCREAMS] -MINDY: [SCREAMS] No!

[MINDY AND CAROLINE GROANING]

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

[♪♪♪♪♪]

[INAUDIBLE]

-Hi. Give me a beer. -Hi.

[SIGHS]

I'm looking for someone. I wonder if you've seen her?

BARTENDER: Classy lady.

We don't get many like that in here.

Hmm, there's something...

we do get a lady that comes in now

and then that, uh, sort of resembles that.

Uh, but she never comes in this time of day.

Now look, this is important.

My name is Scott and I'm staying at the hotel.

If she comes in again, don't say anything to her,

just call me, all right?

Hey, wait, I don't want any trouble, man.

Uh-uh. No trouble at all.

Nothing but good news,

like, uh, five more of those if you spot her.

-Okay. If she comes in. -All right.

[♪♪♪♪♪]

CAROLINE: Macho is one thing. Animal is something else.

-[SHOUTING] -[MINDY AND CAROLINE SCREAMING]

[CAVEMEN GRUNTING]

[MINDY AND CAROLINE WHIMPERING]

[SCREAMS]

[GROANS]

-[SCREAMS] -[CAVEMEN GROANING, GRUNTING]

MINDY: Which side do we root for?

[CAVEMEN GRUNTING CONTINUES]

CAROLINE: Who is this bunch?

MINDY: Maybe they're after us, too.

[GRUNTS]

At least they're better than the other bunch.

-I hope so. -[GRUNTS]

I-- I think they want us to go that way.

[GRUNTS]

Yeah, that's what he wants, all right.

[♪♪♪♪♪]

ROARKE: So you've had no success at all, Mr. Scott?

No, nothing. Nothing, no.

Stuck waiting for the phone to ring.

Well, it's the way I worked when I was a cop.

I was slow and methodical and thorough.

Now I don't have time for slow, do I?

Mr. Scott, obviously, you are a man

who feels very deeply.

Are you sure you know enough about the lady

to love her so much?

[SIGHS] I hope so, Mr. Roarke.

Anyway, it's too late to question it now.

I talked her uncle out of this.

It was her diary when she was a little girl.

I thought maybe it would help me in some way fill--

Fill in some of the blanks about her.

-And did it? -Yes,

but not quite in the way I expected. Here, listen.

Listen to this.

"Tomorrow I will be ten years old.

My mommy and daddy are having a birthday party for me

with real ponies and a clown from the circus.

Today I tried on my costume.

I wanted my dog, Sara, to have one, too,

but she wouldn't hold still and she tore it

and I spanked her.

She ran out into the street

and a car hit her, and now she's dead.

It's all my fault for spanking her,

it's all my fault.

My Sara is dead, and I hate myself."

A double tragedy.

[PHONE RINGING]

Hello?

That woman you're looking for, she's here now.

Thank you.

[PHONE CLACKING]

She's there.

[CLICKS TONGUE] The end of a long trail.

Yeah.

Oh, uh, jacket.

Want to know something? Now all of a sudden, I'm...

I'm afraid.

It is said, uh, "When a dream becomes reality,

even the heavens tremble."

-Well, good luck, Mr. Scott. -[CHUCKLES] Yeah.

[CAVEMEN YELLING]

I guess they want us to wear these things.

No way. I want my own clothes back.

CAROLINE: It's a little late for that.

[WATER DRIPPING]

CAVEMAN: Hmm.

This is like a great big game of charades.

-[BOTH GRUNT] -She's very good at it.

I'm not having any trouble understanding

that she can't stand us.

[BOTH GRUNT]

Well, I've got a pretty good idea

what's on his mind.

[CAVEMAN GRUNTING]

MINDY: I hope he doesn't wanna marry me, too.

[GRUNTING]

[CAVEMEN YELLING OUTSIDE]

-[GRUNTS] -[MINDY GASPING]

[GRUNTING]

-[BOTH GRUNT] -[CAVEMEN YELLING OUTSIDE]

What do you think they're saying?

Well, the way I figure it, he wants them

to give me back to those people.

Well, Mindy, they can't do that.

That's the bunch that wants to sacrifice you to the sun.

I know, but I think it's war if they don't give me back.

[CAVEMEN YELLING]

Caroline, they really mean it. I'm getting scared.

Oh, Mindy, don't worry.

[♪♪♪♪♪]

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

In the booth, over there.

Now, remember, no trouble.

No trouble.

-[INDISTINCT CHATTER] -[GLASSES CLANKING]

Looking for somebody?

Get lost.

-[FINGERS SNAP] -MAN: Sweetie, snap out of it.

There's a gentleman to see you.

Do I know you?

No, no, but I'm an old friend just the same.

-Come on. -[NONA MOANS]

[CLICKS TONGUE] Sure.

Why not?

-Mm. Where are we? -My bungalow.

Oh. [SIGHS] Have I been here long?

No, just a few hours. You needed some rest.

I'm still dressed.

-Yes. -Didn't I turn you on?

[CHUCKLES] More than you know,

but you really did need the rest.

-Who are you? -I told you, I'm an old friend.

[CLICKS TONGUE] Oh, I don't have any old friends.

Let's see, who else would know

that when you were a little girl,

you had a dog named Sara that you loved very much.

A dog you played with, talked to.

You like Vail better than Aspen.

Stop it!

The studio and your aunt and uncle both hired

all the best private detectives when you disappeared.

They gave up after a while. I kept on trying.

I'm an ex-cop from Chicago. My name's Scott. Scottie.

What are you after? Reward money?

No.

Oh, it doesn't matter. I'm getting out of here.

Where's my purse?

In there.

[LOCK CLICKS]

[CLICKS TONGUE, SIGHS] Unlock the door.

You're not going anywhere right now.

You can't force me to stay here.

Well, consider the alternative. "Missing Actress Found."

Your picture on the six o'clock news

all over the world.

The way you looked when you were star of the year...

and the way you look now.

[♪♪♪♪♪]

I know you don't understand. I don't expect you to, but--

I understand that I'm a prisoner here.

Why?

What do you want from me?

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

Mr. Roarke said the lady may want to change.

-SCOTT: Ah. -Hi, Miss Lauren.

[SIGHS] Well, if it wasn't money,

then why did you keep on looking for me?

Where do you want these?

[♪♪♪♪♪]

-[WIND HOWLING] -[BEAST ROARING]

[GROWLING]

[ROARING]

[CAVEMEN GRUNTING]

[GRUNTS]

Oh, we're being invited to dinner.

Oh, great. I'm hungry enough to eat a bear.

Good, 'cause it probably is a bear.

[GRUNTS]

Smooth talker.

That old man doesn't seem to be getting any food.

I guess these people live by survival of the fittest.

Anyway, I read that they just leave the old to die.

Well, not while I'm here.

-[CAVEMAN GRUNTS] -[MINDY SCREAMS]

Gosh! You're welcome.

Anyway, you can share mine.

I guess manners didn't come in for another million years or so.

How rude.

Thank you.

[CAVEMAN GRUNTS]

[CAVEMAN GRUNTS]

[GRUNTS]

[GRUNTING CONTINUES]

Well, you are a lot gentler than I thought you'd be.

How you making out, Caroline?

[GRUNTS]

Well, he thinks he's doing great,

but as far as I'm concerned, the jury's still out.

[FIRE CRACKLING]

[♪♪♪♪♪]

You know, everything I could piece together...

seemed to form a pretty clear picture

of a very frightened, very...

guilt-ridden young girl

who blamed herself for everything that happened.

Look, I know you mean well,

but you don't know all that happened.

-I know I'm guilty. -Oh, come on, that's not true.

Do you know the last words I ever said to my parents?

They were going away for the weekend

and they wouldn't let me have a party

while they were gone.

So, I stood in the driveway screaming

after them that I hated them.

And I wished they were dead.

That was the weekend a ski lift broke

and fell 7,000 feet down a mountainside.

Yeah, but that's no more your fault

than it was when your dog ran into the street

and was hit by a car.

Don't you understand? I'm bad luck.

Whatever I touch...

whoever I love...

I destroy.

No. That's not true either, Nona.

You know everything about me.

What about my friend, Jeff?

We co-starred in a picture together, remember?

What about him?

The newspaper said you were celebrating

your new picture, you went horseback riding,

his horse threw him and he was killed in the fall.

-But that's not-- -Yes, what the newspapers

didn't say, was that I knew

I was a better rider than he was.

Yet I still challenged him to a race.

It was all an ego trip for me.

But you were so young.

So was he.

[♪♪♪♪♪]

[♪♪♪♪♪]

Hi, boss.

ROARKE: Hmm?

Boss, what's in that glass?

Um, nothing, nothing.

Uh, but I wouldn't drink it if I were you.

Why's that?

It's a special formula that makes people invisible.

-Invisible? -Mm-hmm.

Sacré bleu!

Tattoo, where are you?

I'm right here, boss. Right here.

Where? I can't see you.

I'm right in the front of you. You can't see me?

Tattoo, you didn't drink this, did you? Huh?

I-- I did, boss. How long I'm gonna be invisible?

Oh, well, that's simple, my friend.

When I can see you again.

But how come I can see myself?

[DOOR CLOSES]

[CRICKETS CHIRPING]

[FIRE CRACKLING]

-[COUGHING] -[GASPS]

[MINDY SCREAMS]

[♪♪♪♪♪]

-[WOMAN GRUNTING] -[MINDY GRUNTING]

-[BOTH GRUNT] -[CAVEMEN GRUNTING]

Mindy, remember defense class. Judo One! Judo One!

-[CAVEMEN GRUNTING] -[MINDY GRUNTS]

MINDY: Try and kill me, will you?

[CAVEMEN GRUNTING]

No, I can't do it.

[WOMAN WHIMPERS]

I won't hurt you. Come on.

[WOMAN PANTING, WHIMPERING]

-Oh, come on. Oh. -[WOMAN PANTING]

I told you blondes always had more fun.

Oh, come on. I was so proud of you.

But I could have killed that woman.

-But you didn't. -Well, what am I gonna do?

A lot of people wanna cut my heart out

and sacrifice me to the sun.

Would you stop worrying?

Did you see the way he looked at you?

Now, come on, Mindy,

your caveman is not gonna let anybody touch you but himself.

-You all right? -Yeah.

You know, Mindy,

he's a lot cuter than I thought he was.

And maybe if he got his hair done,

he would be really cute.

[CHUCKLES] I think we'll go for a walk.

-I'll see you later. -Okay.

Thank you.

[GRUNTS]

I think what you're trying to tell me is,

they'd have to kill you first

before you'd let anybody take me.

[CAVEMAN GRUNTS]

Well, a girl couldn't ask for anything more,

anyplace or anytime.

All of this...

All of this belongs to you, you know.

Here... your diary.

Pictures of you, tapes of interviews. All of it.

All your life patched together by someone

who believed in you all the way and still does.

Scottie, I just can't wipe away all the memories

and say they never existed.

I know you can't, but you can start

by believing in yourself, who you really are.

You can make that little girl grow up.

I want to.

Well, then do it.

ROARKE: Its effects will gradually wear off,

as I warned you, in 48 hours.

I thought we would celebrate the return of Nona Lauren

with a very special dinner tonight. Any objections?

No. No objections.

[SIGHS]

[CRICKETS CHIRPING]

-[SLOW MUSIC PLAYING] -[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

[APPLAUSE]

It's been such a lovely evening, Scottie.

-SCOTT: Mm-hmm. -[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

Yeah, and tomorrow is gonna be an even more wonderful day.

NONA: What have you cooked up now?

[SIGHS] In the morning, your aunt and uncle arrive.

-Oh, it's too soon. -No, you can handle it, Nona.

Well, with your help, I can.

On your own. I won't be there.

Scottie, you've brought something very special

into my life.

I need you.

SCOTT: No, I've done all I can.

For years, I've held...

the image of you together inside of me.

And now, it's up to you. It's the beginning

of a whole new life for you, Nona.

And it's the end of an old one for me.

And that's the way it has to be.

All this time, I thought...

that you loved me.

I thought that's what all this was about.

Use my bungalow tonight. I'll get another one.

You can make it, Nona.

And you are beautiful.

Remember that.

-[UTENSILS CLATTERING] -[WAITER GROANS]

Scottie?

[SCOTT SIGHS]

-Sorry. -[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

-[FIRE CRACKLES] -[WIND HOWLING]

[CRICKETS CHIRPING]

[MINDY WHISPERS] Come here.

What's the matter?

I can't sleep thinking about it.

We gotta get out of here before anybody wakes up.

Well, where do you wanna go?

MINDY: I don't know. We can run away as far as we can.

Well, if I stay,

the other tribes are gonna attack to get me.

And if that happens, a lot of people

are gonna get killed,

including our two friends. I'm not gonna let that happen.

[CAVEMEN SNORING]

Well, it was fun while it lasted.

Goodbye.

I've been waiting for you, baby.

-It's time to come home. -No.

-[NONA GRUNTS] -You don't hear so good.

The party's over. Let's go.

Hey. She stays.

Maybe you don't understand, friend.

This lady is my property. I own her.

No, this lady is her own property.

Now, get out of here.

Just wait, I changed my mind. I'll go.

Hey, wait a minute.

[GROANS]

Okay...

you want trouble?

Come on. Come on.

Scottie, please, I'll go with him.

-I wanna go with him! -You stay! Stay!

[MAN GROANS]

Oh! Okay.

[MAN GROANS]

[THUD]

I'm so sorry.

[BEAST GROWLING]

[CAVEMAN YELLING]

[YELLS]

[YELLING CONTINUES]

[GRUNTS]

[GRUNTING]

[CAVEMEN GRUNTING]

[ALL GRUNTING]

[CAVEMEN GRUNTING]

-MINDY: What do we do? -CAROLINE: Oh, no!

[CAVEMEN GRUNTING]

[ALL GRUNTING]

[GRUNTING CONTINUES]

[CAVEMEN GRUNTING]

[GRUNTING CONTINUES]

Stop! I command you!

-[WOMAN GASPS] -[CAVEMEN GRUNTING]

[ALL GASPING]

[GASPING, SCREAMING]

ROARKE: Ladies, your fantasy is over.

[♪♪♪♪♪]

[CAVEMAN GRUNTS]

-ROARKE: Come with me, ladies. -[GRUNTS]

[GRUNTS]

-MINDY: Goodbye. -[GRUNTS]

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

Your aunt and uncle are over here.

Mr. Roarke, are you telling me that Scottie used his fantasy,

the last hours he'll ever see, to help me?

Mr. Scott is a man capable of great love.

You have proof of that already, I believe.

Oh, Scottie.

Oh, he doesn't want or need your pity, Miss Lauren.

-No. -[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

ROARKE: Here she is. Doesn't she look beautiful?

-AUNT: Yes, she does. -ROARKE: Just like she used to.

[AUNT CHUCKLES] Well, she always was a beautiful baby.

NONA: [CHUCKLES] Yes.

AUNT: I always wondered what you'd look like

when you grew up, and I'm not a bit disappointed.

-How've you been? -NONA: I'm fine.

AUNT: What have you been doing with yourself lately?

-NONA: Working, mainly. -AUNT: Good, good.

-Hey! -You're a slow learner.

Hey, calm down, man.

You want me to use this? Because I will.

-All right, just calm down. -Now, you listen to me.

If I ever so much as see you again, I'll kill you.

And that's a promise.

No problem, man. I'm-- I'm leaving.

-It was nice meeting you. -[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

[♪♪♪♪♪]

You're not dressed for a swim, Scottie.

[CHUCKLES] Guess I'll have to be more careful.

No, Scottie, that's not good enough.

Last night, after you bumped into that waiter,

I decided to talk to Mr. Roarke.

I just did...

and he told me that you asked

for your eyesight back to find me.

To see me put my life back together again.

-He kept his bargain. -Yes, he did.

And so did you.

It was your love, Scottie,

that reached into the darkness of my life and found me.

Are you going to tell me now

that my love can't reach into your darkness and find you?

-No-- -Yes, Scottie, yes!

Please, together we can do it.

Please, Scottie. Please, let me be your eyes.

Let me love you.

Now I see the little girl...

all grown up...

and more beautiful than she's ever been.

Are you saying that you love me?

[SCOTT CHUCKLES]

[♪♪♪♪♪]

[WOMEN GIGGLING]

-Mr. Scott. -Mr. Roarke.

[SCOTT CHUCKLES]

Mr. Roarke, we'll never forget Fantasy Island,

-nor the two of you. -Thank you, Miss Lauren,

but it was Mr. Scott's faith

that proved love is, indeed, stronger than time itself.

You're right, Mr. Scott, she's a princess.

Uh-huh, I know that. I always knew that.

Thank you. Thank you, Mr. Roarke.

-You're welcome. -Tattoo.

-Bye, Mr. Roarke. -Goodbye, Mr. Scott.

-Tattoo. -Goodbye.

Boss, will he ever see again?

Perhaps, not as you mean, Tattoo.

But in compensation, he holds a vision of the woman

he loves that will never change nor grow old.

And yet he has but to hold out his hand

to feel her presence and her warmth.

-I like that very much. -[CAR APPROACHING]

ROARKE: May I help you, Miss Harris?

Thank you.

Miss Taylor. [CHUCKLES]

-Thank you. -You're welcome.

Did you have a good time, ladies?

Well, I wouldn't say that, Tattoo.

Uh, Mr. Roarke, Caroline and I were wondering

if maybe our two cavemen

would like to try our times for a change.

Oh, I'm sorry, Miss Harris,

that would be impossible to again find

that exact moment in time.

However, you might discuss the possibility

with two of your fellow passengers.

-[GASPS] -ROARKE: It so happens

those gentlemen were granted the same fantasy that you were.

-[ROARKE CHUCKLES] -Thank you.

-[INDISTINCT CHATTER] -[WOMEN GIGGLING]

-Boss, those are two lucky men. -ROARKE: Indeed.

[WOMEN CHATTERING, GIGGLING]

[♪♪♪♪♪]