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[THEME MUSIC PLAYS]

[BELL TOLLING]

The plane! The plane!

Smiles, everyone! Smiles!

[♪♪♪♪♪]

ROARKE: Mr. Morris Binstock, claims adjuster

for the John Henry Insurance Company,

and his eight-year-old son, Barney.

Is he here for the John Henry Insurance convention?

Partly.

He's worried about his relationship with his son.

You see,

ever since the boy's mother died several months ago,

he feels as if his son has drifted further

and further away from him.

TATTOO: The kid looks okay to me.

Look, he's reading Eagleman comic book.

-That's a sign of good taste. -Yes.

But how does an ordinary father

compete with a comic book superhero

for his son's respect and admiration?

He can't.

No ordinary man is a match for the feathered crime fighter.

Which is why Mr. Binstock's fantasy

is to become Eagleman.

Him, become Eagleman? Boss, are you kidding?

ROARKE: Here's Rochelle McKenzie.

She worked her way through college as a waitress,

and is now a graduate student in journalism

at the University of Illinois.

What's her fantasy, Boss?

To complete the thesis for her master's degree,

and at the same time break

the biggest news story of the decade.

TATTOO: What story?

To locate and interview the infamous

Dr. Arthur Gates.

Dr. Arthur Gates? Boss, he's been missing for two years.

The police all over the world

have been looking for him and can't find him.

Boss...

can you give her her fantasy?

Can you really find him?

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

Welcome to Fantasy Island.

ROARKE: Ah, Miss McKenzie, please come in.

ROCHELLE: Thank you.

Mr. Roarke, I-- well...

Please, sit down, Miss McKenzie.

Thank you.

Now, what can I do for you?

-I feel very foolish. -About what, Miss McKenzie?

Everything.

My fantasy. Even being here.

At one time it was--

It was all so clear and exciting.

When I was waiting tables at the Hash House near campus,

I would fantasize about writing this great thesis

for my master's.

And I dreamed it would be published,

and job offers would just pour in from

The New York Times,

The Washington Post, Associated Press.

Then... [SIGHS]

Well, two years ago...

when Dr. Gates disappeared with all that money...

and after a while when no one was able to find him,

I latched onto that story.

Realizing that if you could find him,

when the FBI, Interpol,

and all the great news services in the world had failed,

your fortune was made, so to speak.

The new Stanley meeting a modern-day,

if somewhat tarnished, Dr. Livingston. Am I right?

You must admit, it read very well.

I did my homework.

I know every breath the man's taken,

from his cradle right up to the moment

he disappeared from his office, and was never seen again.

Look...

a one-time boy genius.

He received about every humanitarian award

known to mankind.

He had the Midas touch. Everything worked for him.

Then one day, two years ago...

he received a phone call on his private line

and just disappeared.

Then, of course, three days later,

it was discovered that ten million dollars

in cash was also missing.

I covered every lead looking for him.

I followed every cold trail. Nothing.

I was about to give up

until I heard about Fantasy Island.

You're my only hope, Mr. Roarke, and...

now-- [SIGHS]

And now you feel foolish.

You're a grown-up woman living in a real-life world

where things like fantasies don't really exist.

Something like that.

[CHUCKLES]

A man who answers the description of Dr. Gates...

has been reported on the island of Mentu nearby.

Are you serious? How soon can I get there?

Well, right away, if you wish.

But I must warn you...

going to Mentu Island alone...

would be most unwise.

There is a problem on that particular island.

You see, years ago,

when a mining company operated there for a time...

there was trouble...

an ugly situation.

Since then a small segment of the population has warred

on all strangers going there.

And don't forget, Dr. Gates...

is a fugitive from justice. He himself could be dangerous.

ROCHELLE: Well,

I really appreciate your concern, Mr. Roarke.

But I can't turn back now.

Thank you.

-Do you come here often? -Often?

Nobody with any sense comes here at all.

I'm telling you, lady, the natives around here

will kill you if they get the chance.

Well, have you heard of a white man being here?

I've heard rumors. But like I say,

I wouldn't trust anybody on this Island.

Well, take care of yourself, lady.

Look at this one, Tattoo.

“Eagleman versus the Laser Beam Bandits.”

Eagleman just jumped off the roof of a burning hospital

with a nurse clutched in his feet.

[CHUCKLES] I already saw it.

Do you know the one where Eagleman gets his wings

caught in the helicopter?

-Um... -Excuse me, Tattoo.

I just want to tell Barney I'm gonna be visiting

with Mr. Roarke for a while. You want some lunch, Son?

No, thanks, Dad.

Wait till you see this Eagleman, Tattoo.

He just captured a whole army of monsters single-handed.

Single-handed? [WHISTLES]

[INDISTINCT CHATTERING]

Don't ride a bicycle for two weeks.

-[ALL LAUGH] -Hey! Isn't that Maury Binstock?

He must think he's too good to associate with us peasants.

Maury, baby! Over here. How you doin'?

Hey, hello, Hal. Listen,

I can't talk to you right now. I have an appointment.

Mm-hmm. Anything you say, big fella.

I just wanted you to know that

I'm expecting H.H. Moran to name me as new vice-president

of the company tomorrow, and I thought that

maybe you would like to be the first

-to, uh, congratulate me. -I'd be glad to,

if and when Mr. Moran chooses you.

And I expect you to do the same if he picks me.

-You? -[ALL LAUGHING]

Maury, you're always kidding!

He's a card, isn't he? He's a card. Maury!

Maury never changes, huh? [LAUGHS]

Uh, Mr. Binstock, that gentleman seems very competitive with you.

Hal Ripley. He and I are the leading candidates

for the company's new vice-presidency.

Sometimes I think he'd prefer getting it over my dead body.

[CHUCKLES] Oh, I see. Well,

a vice-presidency could be quite important.

Perhaps, Mr. Binstock, you should consider putting off

your fantasy for now,

and concentrate on the political aspects

of your company's convention.

Well, I really want that vice-presidency,

Mr. Roarke, but, um, regaining my son's respect

right now is more important to me than any promotion.

It could mean opening yourself...

to possible ridicule, Mr. Binstock.

Are you willing to subject yourself

to the slings and arrows of your fellow men?

If that's what it takes, yes.

I'd do anything to regain his respect.

Very well, then. Let us begin.

[SIGHS]

MORRIS: What are we doing back here at my bungalow?

I thought you were gonna change me into Eagleman.

No transformation is possible until Eagleman enters his nest.

That's a nest?

-It's amazing! -[BEEPING, CLICKING]

Oh, it looks just like Eagleman's nest

in Barney's comic book.

Will you look at all this junk?

Oh, I assure you, this is not junk.

Every article in the Eagleman arsenal and wardrobe

has been painstakingly designed to transform

mild-mannered Morris Binstock into Eagleman,

fearless feathered foe of the forces of evil.

For instance...

these are Eagleman's special knockout darts.

Hey, if these things work,

they'd be like flying blackjacks.

The Eagleman semi-bionic eagle feet,

complete with super resilient bouncing pads for tall leaps.

The Eagleman custom-tailored body stocking.

It might be a little tight in the drumsticks,

but it will loosen up. Yes.

One set of Eagleman wings.

-There you are. -Wow.

And finally, the Eagleman headdress...

mask and eagle beak.

Oh, Mr. Roarke, this may sound silly, but, listen,

when I get all this stuff on, will I be able to fly?

Oh, no, no, Mr. Binstock, no.

We did try to rig a small rocket below your tail feathers,

but that seemed destined to produce nothing

-but a barbecue, you see. -Hmm.

However, this gun shoots this line anchored to this

scaling iron, and you can use it for climbing.

-Ah. -And by the way,

all this equipment has been field tested

and engineered to create the illusion of incredible

physical feats,

all with complete safety, of course.

Oh, sure.

[BIRD CHIRPING, SCREECHING]

[SCREECHING]

[BOTH SCREAM]

-[SCREAMS] -Mancor, I want to talk to you.

Mancor, please listen to me. I want to help you.

-Watch him. -[BARKS]

-Dr. Gates! -Come on!

-Dr. Gates, it's really you! -Move!

TATTOO: Hi, big fellow. What do you want?

Oh, I bet you're a barber. [LAUGHING]

No, the headwaiter. [LAUGHS]

Actually, I am Mr. Roarke, your boss, and I'm in a hurry.

[CLEARS THROAT] Oh, hi, Boss.

-Hi. -How do you like our new act?

You think we're ready to go on the stage?

Let me see you do it without moving your lips.

Go ahead.

[MUMBLING]

Oh, Boss...

I think we need a little more practice.

You sure do.

Let's go to your room and rehearse.

That's a good idea.

Hey, Boss! He talked!

Really? Well, that's amazing, Tattoo.

[CLICKS TONGUE] Huh!

Boss?

You did it.

-What? -Come on, Boss, you did it.

Didn't you?

Well, I guess this is where I say, "Dr. Gates, I presume."

You know, like Stanley and Livingston.

There is definitely a parallel here.

Stanley thought Dr. Livingston was lost, but he wasn't.

Livingston knew exactly where he was.

He just didn't want to be bothered

by meddling outsiders.

I'm not lost either.

I'm right here where I want to be.

And your arrival here definitely complicates my life.

Well, wait a minute, Doctor.

It would help if you let me know what's going on.

If you know what's good for you,

you'll wait right here until I come back.

Wait here. You'll be okay.

ROARKE: Are you ready, Mr. Binstock?

Make an entrance as befits a fearless superhero.

-But be very careful of your... -[TWANGING]

...semi-bionic feet.

Boy! These things really work!

I mean, I took one little step.

Yes, yes. Perhaps you should try to walk softly.

Mm-hmm. [GRUNTS]

Well...

how do I look?

Oh, I'm sure you'll have no difficulty

convincing your son that you are the real Eagleman.

Great. All I have to do is go to him,

and show him how I look, and--

And he'll laugh his socks off.

I can't pass for a superhero.

Perhaps.

Unless he were to see you do something heroic.

What did you have in mind?

A small dramatic scene

which has been arranged by the swimming pool,

complete with victims and villains...

who have rehearsed their parts to perfection.

[EXHALES] Okay.

Barney.

Why don't you read your Eagleman later

and eat your ice cream. It's gonna melt.

In a minute, Tattoo. I just want to finish reading

"Eagleman and the Porcelain Man from Mars."

Porcelain Man just sneaked into police headquarters

disguised as a bathtub.

Okay, youse people.

Nobody move! This is a stickup!

Well, I don't see why I...

CURLY: Don't give my boys no trouble,

and we won't give youse no trouble.

Just toss your money and your valuables in the sacks,

and shut up about it!

Okay, shrimps, ante up.

Get lost, bozo.

The only thing I have for you is this...

[BLOWS RASPBERRY]

Oh, a wise kid, huh?

Ozzie?

Make him cough up.

-You got it, Curly. -[CHUCKLES]

You let my friend alone, you big turkey!

[GRUNTS]

Forget it, kid.

Nobody can help you or your friend now.

[LAUGHS]

Not even Eagleman.

MORRIS: Don't bet on it, Curly!

-Look up in the sky! It's-- -Eagleman!

Tattoo, it's really him!

[GROANS]

♪ Eagleman ♪

♪ Eagleman ♪

[GRUNTING]

Run for it, guys! He's too strong for us!

Is this for real?

♪ Eagleman ♪

♪ Eagleman, Eagleman, Eagleman

Tattoo, wasn't that great?

♪ Eagleman ♪

Fear not! The law will round them up.

Eagleman and justice will always prevail!

[CAWING]

♪ Eagleman ♪

Eagleman, wait for me!

Hey, where you going?

If my hunch is right, right to the top.

Boss...

-he looked pretty foolish, huh? -[SIGHS]

Foolish is in the eye of the beholder, Tattoo.

Nothing is foolish to Mr. Binstock,

so long as it brings him closer to his son.

Hi, little buddy.

Eagleman! What are you doing at my bungalow?

[GRUNTS]

I guess I can't hide it from you any longer, Son.

Dad! You're Eagleman?

Yeah. Come on into my nest and we'll talk about it.

Gee, Dad, I'm so proud of you!

I can't wait to tell the guys.

Oh, no. No one must ever know, Son. Not ever.

Oh, yeah, that's right. I'll never say a word.

Wow!

[BEEPING, CLICKING]

-The real Eagleman's nest. -That's right. [CAWING]

I must be the luckiest kid in the world!

And I'm the luckiest guy who's gonna make vice-president.

[CRICKETS CHIRPING]

Here. Dr. Gates thought you might like something to eat.

Excuse me, Doctor. I-- I'd like to talk to you.

[BIRD CHIRPING]

[SIGHS] Look...

I have traveled a long way to get your story.

So, you're a reporter.

I hope to be.

Perhaps it's time the world heard

my side of the story.

You mean, I can get the interview?

Um, would you mind a recorder?

-[CLEARS THROAT] -[LAUGHING NERVOUSLY] Um...

Well, Dr. Gates, I guess for starters...

I would like to know why you're living like this.

You mean for a man who ran off with ten million dollars

this seems rather shabby?

[CHUCKLES] Yes, that's the gist of it.

How about I didn't steal ten million dollars?

How about I didn't steal a dime?

You're denying this?

Dr. Gates, three different grand juries indicted you.

There's a mountain of evidence against you.

Miss McKenzie, for a couple of thousand years

there was a lot of proof that the world was flat,

but that didn't make it so.

But if you're innocent,

why haven't you gone back to clear yourself?

I'm sure I can prove that it was the treasurer

of the company that stole the money,

but proving that has to take second priority to

much more important things right here.

Dr. Gates, what could possibly be more important?

This is something I've told no one.

It begins 30 years ago.

I was a young med student.

I had a small inheritance and I invested it

in a mining operation right here on this island.

It was fantastically profitable.

When the veins ran out, I was so well-fixed,

I didn't think anything more about it.

Until I learned

how my enormous profit was really made.

How they treated the natives...

when the mine was operating.

Keep moving! Come on, move it!

DR. GATES: They'd been slaves.

Hey, you, move it! Come on!

DR. GATES: Abused.

Let's go. Come on.

DR. GATES: Beaten... by me, indirectly.

-[THUDS] -[SCREAMS]

No! God! [WOMAN SCREAMING]

The worst cases were driven out

by the villagers and became the outcasts.

It was their way of handling the problem.

The man you saw, Mancor,

was badly burned as a boy.

Grew up and became the leader of the outcasts.

It's late.

You'll be safe for the night in that hut.

Oh, Doctor, I'm sorry, I still don't understand.

If you're innocent, you should go back

and prove yourself, or seek some kind of help.

I haven't time, Miss McKenzie.

Good night.

-You're a great fisherman, Dad. -Thank you.

I never would have known what bait to use.

Why didn't you tell me you ever knew so much?

Well, I guess we just haven't had much time

for talking together lately, Barn.

Or maybe I've been too busy with my work.

Maybe I've been too busy reading your--

I mean, Eagleman's comic book adventures.

-Yeah. -Now I don't have to read 'em.

-I can watch 'em firsthand. -Yeah.

-Good morning, Mr. Binstock. -Good morning, Mr. Roarke.

-Barney. -Morning.

I understand you passed up

your company dinner last night, huh?

Mr. Roarke, I've been to plenty of company dinners.

I'm sure I wasn't missed.

Hey, Barn, why don't you go home there

and start cleaning those fish?

All right, Dad! I'm gone! Bye, Mr. Roarke.

-Bye, Barney. -"All right, Dad."

Well, he certainly seems

to appreciate you now, Mr. Binstock.

Your guise of Eagleman must have been very effective.

I think it's just what Barney needed to get him out

of the shell that he went into when his mother died.

He's starting to talk to me now and tell me how he feels,

and even respect me as a person.

Last night we must have laughed and talked until midnight.

If this keeps up, I'm gonna have my son back again, Mr. Roarke.

-I just know it's gonna work. -Oh, that's fine. That's fine.

I'm sure your relationship with Barney

will become everything you wished for.

Although, uh...

he might be disturbed...

when you tell him the truth about your Eagleman fantasy.

I'll take that chance.

And thank you, Mr. Roarke.

I thank you from the bottom of my heart.

Looks all healed. Any pain?

Good as new.

What-- What is it? What's going on?

This morning I sent word to Mancor that I was coming

into his forbidden area to treat a very special patient.

This is his answer.

-What does it mean? -It's a warning to stay away.

Tomu, please escort Miss McKenzie to the beach

and stay with her until her boat comes.

No, Doc-- Doctor, I can't leave now!

Th-- There so much I don't know and don't understand!

Just do as I say! I have to go now!

You're gonna go in spite of the warning?

I have no choice.

This special patient is my last chance,

my best chance, to reach these people.

If it means challenging Mancor to prevent that,

that's the way it'll have to be.

-Tomu-- -No! But-- But Mancor...

Tomu, why do I have to leave now?

What is the doctor doing?

It is better if you aren't here in the village.

-Why? -Dr. Gates is afraid

they may blame you if something happens to him.

Blame me?

Before you came, Dr. Gates was very careful.

He never challenged Mancor.

He only tried to show him that he could be trusted.

Now that you have come, Dr. Gates says he has no time.

Tomu, this is my fault.

No, no, I-- I can't leave now. I have to find the doctor.

Tomu, please, take me to him!

Maybe I can help!

You don't want to see him killed, do you?

Okay. But we must hurry.

Now I have a motorboat reserved for ten,

and I figure we'll hit the outer islands by noon

and spend the rest of the day digging for clams,

-and treasure hunting. Huh? -[PHONE RINGING]

Hello. Barney Binstock speaking. Who's calling, please?

-Dad, it's Tattoo. -Oh. Thanks.

-Hello, Tattoo. -The boss told me to call you

about another Eagleman adventure.

He thought you might like to do your stuff again

for Barney's sake.

Well, that's very nice, Tattoo, but...

I don't think that's necessary now.

You never know.

The boss thinks that maybe you need,

you know, insurance.

Look, this afternoon at three o' clock

come to bungalow 12.

Bring the kid,

and just tell him that...

a man has been taken hostage by Tarantulaman,

and Eagleman must save him.

Well, okay, if that's what Mr. Roarke wants. Bye, Tattoo.

[DIAL TONE]

-[SCREECHING] -That sound, what is that?

It's how the outcasts signal each other in the jungle.

Why?

That's how the children found each other

when they were driven out.

One would cry. Another would come.

-Hurry, this way. -Oh.

[BABY CRYING]

ROCHELLE: Dr. Gates! Dr. Gates, wait!

Dr. Gates, please, don't go over there!

My special patient is over there.

But so is Mancor, who is waiting to kill you!

If you can't believe in something enough

to risk your life for it, you're not alive.

You must understand that, Miss McKenzie.

You risked everything to find me, didn't you?

Yes, I did. But Mancor wasn't waiting to kill me.

I know.

But I believe that, maybe this once, at least,

Mancor's need for me is stronger than his bitterness.

If you're going over there, I'm going with you.

That's my special patient.

Mancor's son.

Mancor, don't!

Mancor! Mancor, don't!

[SCREAMS, GRUNTS]

[BOTH GRUNT]

[GRUNTS, STRAINS]

Mancor!

The baby.

Please.

[GRUNTING]

[EXHALES]

[SCREAMS]

-Are you all right? -Yeah.

[BABY CRYING]

Come on.

He's very sick.

But I think I can save him now.

How did you find out about him?

His mother sent word.

Mancor would have let him die before asking for my help.

But once I save the baby, he and the others will trust me.

I've made the first crucial step, Miss McKenzie.

You'd like for me to hold off publishing my story?

I won't blame you for doing what you have to do.

-I'd better take care of him. -You-- You won't hate me for it?

No.

Goodbye.

Tomu will see that you get back to the boat.

Good luck.

Stand back, Son.

You never can tell what danger lies behind that door.

A man's life might be in jeopardy.

Dad-- I mean Eagleman, be careful.

[HOOTING]

[ALL LAUGHING]

Why, Maury, baby, how's tricks?

Hal? H.H.? Boss...

Come on, gang, let's hear it for Eagleman.

[ALL LAUGHING]

Maury, you old turkey,

you know you look positively certifiable.

-Do you know that? -[LAUGHING]

You know, if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes,

I-- I wouldn't have believed it.

Morris, the company has no place

for such ridiculous, childish playacting.

And I'm sorry, too.

We had a brilliant future planned for you.

[SIGHS]

He's not playacting.

He's really Eagleman. Tell 'em, Dad.

Dad...

Tell 'em. It's not true.

It is true, Barney.

You see, I--

I'm sorry, Barney.

Touching. Very touching.

In a minute we bring on the violins.

[ALL LAUGH]

All right, all right.

Morris, uh...

haven't you a few words to say for yourself?

No. The most important thing in my life

just ran out that door. And I'm going after him.

Barney?

Barney?

I'm sorry I lied to you.

I didn't know what to do.

I love you so much...

and I was losing you.

Ever since your mother died...

it was like you were growing further

and further away, and...

I mean...

[SIGHS]

Your whole life was becoming Eagleman.

I'm just an ordinary man, Barn.

I don't know how to compete with that.

With a superhero and...

I guess I don't blame you for hating me.

I love you, Barn.

Dad?

I love you, too.

Just like I am?

Oh, Dad.

Miss McKenzie, you just returned from the island

where Dr. Gates was reported to have been seen.

Tell me, did you talk to the doctor?

-No. -You didn't?

I'm sorry, gentlemen, but that's all there is.

Okay, cut it.

Sorry, Miss McKenzie, but this is a bust.

Pack it up.

It was the story of the decade.

[SIGHS]

Mr. Roarke, did Dr. Gates cure the baby?

Yes, he did.

Well, he still needs time to finish his work.

And so do I.

What kind of work, Miss McKenzie?

I have two stories now.

I'm going back

to uncover who really stole the ten million dollars.

And later, when everything is right,

I'll go back to Mentu

and tell Dr. Gates' whole story the way he'd want it.

I wish you the best of luck, Miss McKenzie.

Thank you.

Thanks for everything, Mr. Roarke.

-Oh, there is one more thing. -What's that?

It's formal notice

from H.H. Moran of your appointment

to the position of vice-president

of the John Henry Insurance Company.

Me? Are you serious?

[EXCLAIMS]

Well, Barney, I hope you appreciate

how much trouble

your father went to in order to reunite the two of you.

-Yes, sir, I do. -That's good. That's good.

Thank you, Mr. Roarke.

-Goodbye, Mr. Binstock. -Goodbye, sir.

-Goodbye, Tattoo. -Goodbye, sir.

Come on, Barney.

[♪♪♪♪♪]