Original subtitles

[THEME MUSIC PLAYING]

[BELL TOLLING]

The plane! The plane!

[GIRLS GIGGLING]

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

ROARKE: Let's go.

[♪♪♪♪♪]

Smiles, everyone. Smiles.

[BAND PLAYS]

Boss, is that Kim Holland?

Indeed, it is, Tattoo.

TATTOO: She's a famous movie star.

I saw her last picture four times.

Did you? She has made only three films

and she's the hottest property in Hollywood.

TATTOO: What is she doing here on Fantasy Island?

She's got everything. Money, fame and beauty.

ROARKE: Miss Holland is a very troubled girl.

Her only hope of avoiding a complete breakdown

is the fulfillment of her fantasy.

What is her fantasy, boss?

Total anonymity, Tattoo. To be sequestered.

Protected from people for a while.

TATTOO: Can't she take a simple vacation?

I'm afraid not. You see, Miss Holland is so well known throughout the world

that it's impossible for her to just... get away from it all, as they say.

It seems, Tattoo, that the life of a superstar

is not as pleasant as one might think.

That rather intense young man is Mr. Gordon Hughes.

Thanks to hard work and a modest inheritance from his great-grandmother,

which paid for his tuition, he just finished law school.

TATTOO: Boss, what is he doing here?

Mr. Hughes is here because he is a little fearful

about starting work in the big harsh world of reality.

He hopes to find the courage and inspiration he needs

by going back to his roots.

His roots, boss?

Yes, you see, his great-grandmother was a self-made millionairess

and a pillar of the community in San Francisco

at the turn of the century.

His fantasy is to find out everything he can about her.

But, boss, the turn of the century was 80 years ago.

His great-grandma must be dead.

Really?

Can anyone who still lives in the hearts and memory of her descendants

be anything less than vibrantly alive, Tattoo?

[BAND CONTINUES]

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

Welcome to Fantasy Island.

[♪♪♪♪♪♪]

It's so good of you to accept me as a guest on such short notice,

right off the cruise ship.

We are lucky to have you, Miss Holland.

You're lucky that we had a last-minute cancellation.

I can just imagine what you must be thinking.

I'm a spoiled movie star who's making a big deal out of nothing, right?

I mean, who would feel sorry for me?

I lead a life of wealth and glamour most people only dream about.

We're not here to judge you, Miss Holland.

[SIGHS] Maybe it's just that it all happened so fast.

I still remember when I was working in the pharmacy

and taking a drama course nights.

I never finished the course.

I've made three films, one right after the other,

and I'm still not an actress.

It's my body that's the star, not me.

It's not that, Miss Holland.

You must be tired, that's all.

Maybe you're right, Tattoo.

I just need a couple of days away from it all.

So long as you understand that anonymity, I mean real anonymity,

may be no bed of roses either.

You may in fact be trading one set of problems for another, Miss Holland.

I'm willing to take that chance.

Very well. Tattoo. Allow me, Miss Holland.

As you pilot the boat up river,

you will be entering another world.

A small primitive community of natives

who live precisely as their ancestors did many centuries ago.

That's just perfect.

That remains to be seen.

Tattoo, thank you.

Where you are going is not a healthy area.

Here are some medical supplies that you might need,

including one that most doctors have never heard of before.

It's for combating a new and deadly jungle fever.

Have a safe journey, Miss Holland.

Indeed.

[ENGINE STARTING]

[♪♪♪♪♪]

HUGHES: I'm afraid I don't understand, Mr. Roarke.

Why have you brought me here? This place is falling down.

I am sorry, Mr. Hughes.

I thought you might have recognized this house from old family photographs.

Well, even though time has taken its toll,

it is an exact architectural replica of the mansion on Nob Hill

built by your great grandmother, Miss Lily Niles MacHenry.

Oh. Well, that's different.

Did I tell you, Mr. Roarke, that in her will,

my grandmother recalled as a young woman she almost starved.

But she made a vow to herself, like Scarlet O'Hara, she'd never be poor again.

She wanted her family to be well off, too.

Unfortunately, the generations that followed failed her.

Let's face it. So far, I haven't done much better.

Shall we, Mr. Hughes?

Oh, Mr. Roarke.

Oh, just think.

Why, this must have been a famous salon.

A center of culture, refinement, good taste.

And my great grandmother presided over each gathering.

-Queen of all she surveyed. -Indeed.

-[PIANO MUSIC PLAYING] -Ah, thank you, Tattoo.

That brightens the mood.

I'm sure your great grandmother, the illustrious Miss Lily,

was a happy person, Mr. Hughes.

A brandy in her honor, gentlemen.

HUGHES: Thank you.

To wealth, and the quality of society it creates.

Forgive me for saying this, Mr. Hughes,

but you seem to have an almost arrogant pride in your roots.

What he means is that some people may think you're a bit of a snob.

I have an honest pride in my lineage, gentlemen.

If that's snobbery, then so be it.

[CHUCKLES]

You know, I can see the assembled company,

the servants pouring tea and sherry,

the stereopticon slides on that table,

the formal portrait of the hostess on the wall above the fireplace.

This is hardly the fantasy I had in mind, Mr. Roarke.

Mr. Roarke?

Of course, you can. Come on, Ducky, we'll show you a good time.

[PIANO PLAYING]

Howdy, lad.

[WOMAN GIGGLING]

-Who's the stranger? -None of your business, Blaney.

Hello, handsome.

-Hm? -Come and have a drink.

What's your name?

I have to be going. I don't belong here.

Oh, sure you do, honey lamb.

Any gentleman as good-lookin' and dapper as yourself

belongs at Lily Mac's Pleasure Palace.

Now, don't we make a fine lookin' couple?

Oh, my.

What did you say this place was?

[CHUCKLING]

Honey, this is Lily Mac's Pleasure Palace.

This is the finest sportin' house in Nob Hill, San Francisco, US of A.

May I present the owner of the establishment?

How do you do?

Great-grandmother! It's my gran-gran.

-Your what? -Oh, no. No, that's wrong. That couldn't be.

She's... It looks like her, I'm...

It's a mistake though. It must... Or else it...

My God! She was a madam.

Yeah, she is.

It's a good thing she's out of town, too.

Why don't you come on and dance with me, honey?

Wait a minute. The dance floor's over there.

Yeah, but I think I have to show you a few of the movements.

No, no, no. That's not what I'm here for.

I'm looking for roots. I have this fantasy.

Oh, honey lamb, I make fantasies come true every day.

Gran-gran?

[♪♪♪♪♪]

[GOAT BLEATING]

Now, Kuto, don't you give up on me.

I'm not gonna let you die.

Maybe something in here will help.

Well, it's about time you showed up.

I wrote the institute three months ago asking for a nurse.

I figured they forgot all about me. What's your name?

Kim Holland.

Well, they probably told you mine is Greg Miller.

Is this all they gave you?

I sent them a long list of things I needed.

That kid is burning up.

He needs something to get his temperature down.

What's this? I've never seen it before.

"Atromylizan." Is that a new antibiotic?

Yes, for jungle fever.

Well, it can't do any less than what I've already given him.

What was your name again, nurse?

Kim. Kim Holland.

Does that name mean anything to you?

No. Should it?

Well, I just thought you looked familiar.

Haven't we met somewhere before?

No, I don't believe so.

You look beat.

[SIGHS] Right.

Where can a girl get a bath around here?

Well, the Jacuzzi's out of order, but...

you can use the river if you don't mind sharing it with a few hungry... crocodiles.

Great. Is there just some place I can rest up?

The presidential suite's booked, but...

you can use that primitive hut right next door.

Gee, thanks.

Oh, one more thing.

Don't wander too far. Our neighbors, savage tribe of headhunters.

And they don't take too kindly to strangers.

I'll try to remember that.

[♪♪♪♪♪]

Up with you, sir.

-Huh? -Come on, up with you.

What's going on?

Well, the other gentlemen have all gone.

I can't do me work with some great lummox snoring away.

Gosh! What's going on here? Oh, no. I didn't, did I?

Well, if you didn't, Miss Libby has lost her touch and I don't think she has.

I did.

Hey, wait a minute. Miss!

Can you hold on just a second, please?

I don't have any place to stay in San Francisco.

Where am I supposed to go?

Miss? Miss, please, wait just a minute.

Miss. Miss, please. Look, I don't have any place to go in San Francisco. I need a room.

Lily Mac's Pleasure Palace ain't no backdoor flop house, you know.

[SCOFFS] Lily Mac. Lily Niles MacHenry,

matriarch of the Philadelphia MacHenry's, no less.

And how would you be knowing her full Christian name

when only a few have the truth of it?

And them sworn to eternal secrecy.

Ha, that's an easy one. I'm Gordon.

Gordon?

Her baby brother, who's been up in Princeton College, New Jersey?

No. That was my great, great uncle Gordon. I was named for him.

Miss Lily speaks right highly of ya.

You must be a lovely fella.

I'm Molly.

-Hi. -We'll get along just grand.

Well, I'd like that. You're a very pretty girl, Molly.

Thank you.

OLIVIA: Get your mitts off me!

-Miss Olivia. -Hey.

Look, you was warned how it was gonna be from now on.

Don't you try holdin' out on me.

I don't take orders from you!

-Leave her alone! -Get out of here!

-Look, I want those contracts. -No.

[SCREAMS]

Hey, keep your hands off of her!

Why you little...

[EXCLAIMS]

You're gonna regret this. All of you!

I...

[WOMEN GIGGLING]

-Thanks, Gordon. -Oh, you're welcome.

-Molly, are you all right? -Oh, yeah, sure.

Now, that was really something to see, wasn't it, girls?

"Gentleman" Jim Corbett couldn't have done better himself.

A grand sight it was.

All Nob Hill will be laughin' when it hears

that Lieutenant Bill Blaney finally met his match.

Lieutenant? Oh, don't tell me I just clobbered a policeman.

That you most surely did, sir.

A crooked cop's what he is.

And just to show our appreciation,

you are cordially invited to stay here as a guest of the establishment.

All right? At least until Miss Lily gets back from Sacramento.

-HUGHES: Thank you. -OLIVIA: Molly'll prepare a room for you.

-Thank you very much. -All right. Come on, girls.

It was fun.

-I enjoyed it. -[CHUCKLES]

-Have a nice evening. -[CHUCKLES]

I'm not at all sure Miss Lily will approve when she finds out

that her baby brother is the new fancy man hereabouts.

I'll give a yell when your quarters are ready, sir.

HUGHES: Molly, I...

Oh, that's just terrific.

Now Molly's mad at me, I've just assaulted an officer of the law

and I'm the new fancy man at Lily Mac's Pleasure Palace.

Oh, dear God.

How am I ever gonna live this one down?

-Mr. Roarke... -Now, let's face it, Mr. Hughes.

All the money your family lived on,

even the legacy that put you through school,

came from this establishment.

Oh, Mr. Roarke, please, please, tell me this is some kind of a joke.

No, no. It's a fact. Your true roots are here, Mr. Hughes.

In a house of ill-repute.

Before you pass judgment, learn to understand.

Understand.

[SCOFFS] Oh, Grandmama.

Thank goodness my parents never knew.

[♪♪♪♪♪]

What brought you out here, Greg?

Well, I...

I got concerned about the way medicine was going in the States.

I guess I was born a hundred years too late.

I should have been one of those old-fashioned general practitioners

who made house calls late at night in his horse and buggy.

[CHUCKLES] There's still room for that kind of dedication.

No.

Not when you have to spend half your time filling out forms,

running credit checks on your patients,

covering yourself against malpractice suits.

That's why I came out here in 1974.

To help people who really needed help.

Do they really realize that you're helping them, though?

I've heard that primitive tribes and modern medicine don't mix.

Well, they resisted me at first, but...

slowly but surely we've come to an understanding.

I teach them about the outside world

and introduce them to some of the marvels of modern civilization.

Like the generator, the electric lights.

Wait till Saturday night. That's when we're really civilized.

-What happens then? -Movies.

Well, the institute sent me a 16-millimeter projector.

You show movies here?

Well, they're not epics of the silver screen.

They're just Mickey Mouse cartoons

and National Geographic documentaries but...

they really enjoy them.

[SIGHS] I see.

Well, shall we call it a day?

We haven't even started yet.

Started what?

You can start with the steps here

and I have some work to do in the office.

Get the water in the lagoon.

[♪♪♪♪♪]

And if your work doesn't pass inspection,

you lose cartoon privileges Saturday night.

Ah, that's him, folks. The knight who trounced poor Blaney.

He'll keep things running right around here till Miss Lily gets back.

-You'll see. -[PEOPLE CHEER]

My hero.

[PIANO PLAYING]

Hi.

Molly, what's the matter? What have I done?

[SIGHS] I thought you were different from the other men who come in here,

but you're not.

I am, believe me.

Different, why?

Because you're Ms. Olivia's fancy man?

Just get it through your thick skull.

You'll be gettin' nothing from me.

Not even a little information?

It appeared the way Blaney was talking this morning

that there may be some crooked cops

trying to take over the Pleasure Palace.

And they will, too.

Unless Ms. Lil' can get her friends in the legislature to step in,

which is why she's up in Sacramento this very moment.

Now, would you kindly take yourself out of me way?

I have me work to do.

[♪♪♪♪♪]

You had no right to be doing that.

Don't think you know the kind of girl I am just because I work here.

Miss Lily's given me a roof over me head and an honest job to do.

God bless her for her goodness.

Huh. Her goodness?

'Tis clear you know little of your own sister.

Miss Lily tries to better the lives of all the women in this house.

To teach them readin' and writin'

and get them respectable careers when they're ready to leave.

I'm wastin' me time.

'Tis clear you're a bigot, or a fool, or maybe a bit of the both.

[WOMAN SCREAMING]

All right, everybody. This is a raid.

Now, get everybody in the wagon.

Oh, wait a minute. Don't take the paying customers.

Hi, Commissioner.

-Ah. -Get your hands off of her!

Take care of him.

Gordon!

Oh, dear.

What has he done to you?

[♪♪♪♪♪]

Good evening.

Oh. Mr. Roarke.

It's a beautiful night, Miss Holland.

Don't you agree?

I guess so.

Is something wrong?

Look, I'm not complaining or anything, Mr. Roarke.

I'm just confused.

Hmm?

Why am I being punished?

Punished?

Well, my fantasy was for anonymity, not penance.

Well, if you feel that way,

why don't you simply get back into your boat and continue up river?

There are other villages, you know.

Oh, I can't do that. Greg...

Dr. Miller needs me.

Indeed.

Could it be that you find yourself also needing Dr. Miller?

Well, I need someone to talk to about ordinary things.

I see.

Someone who doesn't know who or what I am.

I like him, sure, but that's as far as it goes.

I think.

I understand completely, Miss Holland.

Now, regarding your workload.

Most anonymous people lead hard lives.

They must labor long hours and often the returns are only meager.

No one hands them anything.

I remember that.

I worked a lot of hours of overtime at the pharmacy to pay for my acting classes.

You think I'm some pampered, frail little flower

who's gonna bail out the minute she breaks a fingernail, don't you?

If that were true, I would have told Dr. Miller who I am.

Well, I haven't.

Miss Holland, once a fantasy begins,

it must play itself out.

How it ends

is entirely up to you.

[GROWLING]

[GASPS]

Mr. Roarke?

Mr. Roarke?

[♪♪♪♪♪]

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

[GAVEL BANGING]

Silence. Silence in the court.

Would you be quiet? You heard the judge. Shut up.

-You shut up. -Any further disturbance

and I shall have the courtroom cleared.

Now, then. The charges are resisting arrest, unlawful assembling

and/or running and participating in the activities

of the disorderly house.

-And, uh... -Blaney's got Judge Nicks in his pocket.

This'll finish Miss Lily in San Francisco.

And put us all in the hoosegow.

[WOMEN CHATTER]

[GAVEL BANGING]

-Silence! -Silence!

Before I pass sentence, how do you plead?

Oh, if only Miss Lily was here.

She'd beat that judge with his own gavel, our Lil would.

-Yeah. -Yeah, she would.

-[ALL CHATTERING] -Shut up!

Your Honor, I protest.

I happen to be an attorney,

and I maintain that these proceedings are improper and illegal

and hereby duly notify you that any decision rendered here

shall be appealed forthwith to a higher court,

and furthermore that I shall petition the Justice Department of this state

to initiate proceedings against the San Francisco Police Department,

and also against this court,

for collusion and criminal conspiracy

to violate the civil rights of all of the defendants.

You'll what?

Go ahead, honey, whatever you said.

Ah, to hell with 'em, Ralph.

Throw the book at the whole lot of 'em.

Young man, I have to warn you

this court views your charges with complete disdain.

And I will remind you, sir,

that the Constitution of the United States views illegal entry,

false arrest and the willful suspension of the Bill of Rights

with a sense of outrage.

We have evidence. Police witnesses.

Perhaps Your Honor would be good enough to provide as evidence

the search warrant issued to authorize the police raid

on Lily Niles MacHenry's Nob Hill premises.

Look, it's about time you learned some manners.

No, Bill, don't do that. I mean,

please, remember this is a court of law, Lieutenant Blaney.

If it please your Honor,

I hereby charge Lieutenant Blaney

with assault and battery, solicitation for bribery

and assorted misdemeanors during his attempt to extort money

from a member of Miss Lily MacHenry's household.

And I have witnesses. Is that correct?

ALL: That's right.

Now, Counselor, I'm sure you have

no wish to embarrass the duly constituted police force of this community.

Your Honor, I contend that the civil rights

of all the defendants have been violated.

I therefore insist that the charges against us be dropped.

[♪♪♪♪♪]

Case dismissed for lack of evidence, and you get the hell out of my court.

[WOMEN CHEERING]

Well, Nurse Holland, it looks like our young patient, Kuto,

has completely recovered.

[SPEAKING NATIVE LANGUAGE]

[SPEAKING NATIVE LANGUAGE]

[SPEAKING NATIVE LANGUAGE]

She's saying thank you for helping to save her son's life.

[ALL YELLING]

Oh, what is it?

The Tonabas.

The headhunters?

Look, you stay here. I speak the language.

Maybe I can reason with them.

-No, Greg. -Don't argue with me.

[SPEAKING NATIVE LANGUAGE]

Greg!

Kim, get back inside.

[GRUNTING]

No!

Stop!

They just posted two more guards.

Greg, we are gonna get out of this, aren't we?

Oh, boy. I'm not handling this too well, am I?

Well, I wonder what Jane Fonda would do in a situation like this?

Jane Fonda?

Thank God I don't have one of those movie stars on my hands.

Listen. What I have is a level-headed lady with a lot of guts

and a very, very real person.

[TRIBAL DRUMS PLAYING]

What's that?

It's the Tonabas. They're sending a signal to the chief.

Why?

Well, the village is in their hands,

so now I guess it's time for him to show up and make a decision.

A decision? About what?

About us. Now, look, I want you to stay calm.

And very, very quiet.

And do something with your hair.

Greg, where are you going?

I'll be right back.

Look, Kim, it's the only chance we have.

[WOMEN GIGGLING]

BARTENDER: Here's to the man who whipped old Blaney single-handedly.

And by the way, Miss Lily is back from Sacramento.

-Where is she? -She said for you to wait here.

Be downstairs in just one minute.

[WOMEN CHATTERING]

Molly.

Well, I expect you'll be movin' on then.

I just wanna say one thing to you.

I love you.

Through all time that is and will be.

And I love you too, Gordon.

But why do you make it sound so sad?

Love should be cause for rejoicing.

Ah.

-Blaney. -True love.

You know, the pair of you touch my heart.

So I think it's only fitting that you die in each other's arms.

Put down that gun, Blaney, you big lout.

Oh.

Grandma.

Heaven knows you're stupid.

But you're not stupid enough to think that you can shoot three of us

and get away with it.

You're all wrong, Lily. It ain't me that's gonna do it.

You see, the way it's gonna look,

there was an altercation in this house of ill-repute.

Fancy man here and one of the girls got in a scrape.

You try to break it up,

and the three of you was dead when I arrived on the scene.

So goodbye, and don't count on seeing heaven.

But you, you're gonna go first.

-Don't do it. -[GUN FIRES]

Hold it.

[RUMBLING]

For heaven's sake, what's happening?

[SCREAMING]

What's the date?

April 18th, 1906.

Oh, my God, it's the San Francisco earthquake.

[WOMEN SCREAMING]

[SHOUTS]

Get out of here.

Stay, stay right there.

Hey, there's no time for that. Get out of here.

Look, I am not saving myself without my earnings.

I made a vow that I would never be poor again.

Forget the jewels.

Here, take the stocks. They'll be worth a lot more in the future.

[SCREAMS]

If we don't get out of here, our future is zero.

Come on. Come on, whoever you are.

[SCREAMS]

Don't you recognize me?

Grandmother, don't you know who I am?

Well, I know you're not my baby brother.

-But you do look kind of familiar. -[RUMBLING]

Did you just call me grandmother?

I certainly did. Great-grandmother to be exact,

and I do mean great.

Uh-oh. Look, Molly, go, go... No, wait.

All right, go now. Now!

Go. Go, Lily Niles MacHenry.

Go.

Molly!

Molly? Molly, where are you?

You didn't finish your brandy, Mr. Hughes.

No.

No, Molly needs me.

Your fantasy is over, Mr. Hughes.

Mr. Roarke.

You met your great-grandmother and followed your roots to the earth

from which they sprang.

I trust you found the experience...

illuminating.

Mr. Roarke, what happened to Molly?

The earthquake, it was destroying the house.

Earthquake, what earthquake?

Oh, I see you managed to preserve a souvenir

of your journey back through time.

May I?

[COUGHING]

Oh, I'm sorry, Tattoo.

"Stock certificates of the Burlington Pacific Railroad

"issued in 1876 and made payable to the bearer."

That can be worth millions.

It appears Great- Grandmother MacHenry

has helped you once again, Mr. Hughes.

Even across a chasm of more than seven decades.

Mr. Roarke, please. What happened to Molly?

Did she...

[♪♪♪♪♪]

[TRIBAL DRUMS BEATING]

Oh, Greg. Oh, that's terrific.

You're gonna run a Bugs Bunny cartoon for them, right?

Not exactly, but you're on the right track.

Come on. Give me a hand.

Those drums mean the big guy's getting close.

Uh, take the sheet off the bed and hang it over the door.

[SPEAKING NATIVE LANGUAGE]

You ready? Okay, look, I'm gonna go outside.

When I give the signal, you hit the switch.

Okay.

[SPEAKING NATIVE LANGUAGE]

[SPEAKING NATIVE LANGUAGE]

Greg, what's going on out there?

I just told them that you were a goddess.

A goddess?

Hit the switch.

[CLASSICAL MUSIC PLAYING]

[GASPS]

[TRIBESMEN MUMBLING]

Princess of the Lost Galaxy?

Oh, I don't believe it.

[GROANS]

[GROANING]

MAN: ...thought I'd never see you again.

PRINCESS: Oh, I told you I'd never leave you, never.

It's too late, princess. Your planet will be mine within a few hours.

Kill them.

[TRIBESMEN EXCLAIMING]

Princess, come out here.

[TRIBESMEN CHATTERING]

I think...

I think we've pulled it off.

[SPEAKING NATIVE LANGUAGE]

What did he say?

They think you're a goddess.

They wanna take you back to the village and pay homage to you.

[SPEAKING NATIVE LANGUAGE]

[SPEAKING NATIVE LANGUAGE]

[TRIBESMEN CHATTERING]

What did you say to him?

I told him, if he didn't get rid of his goons,

you'd zap him the way you did that alien chief just now.

All right, Greg. Where did you get that film?

Well, uh...

You see, I have this friend of mine who's a game warden.

He comes up river every couple of months,

and he brings me my mail and magazines, and...

When there's a new Kim Holland film out

he gets me a 16-millimeter print of it.

[STAMMERING] Wait a minute.

Are you trying to tell me that you knew who I was?

You recognized me from the minute I walked in here?

Of course. I went back to the States about a year ago.

And one night it was raining so I ducked into a theater,

and Tropical Nights was playing.

I fell in love right then and there.

Like a million other guys, I guess.

I just don't understand.

Why did you pretend? I mean, why the nurse bit?

What about you? You accepted the role.

I figured there was a special reason that you came up here on your own.

I didn't want to do anything to spoil it for you.

And besides, damn it, I needed help.

Thank you, Greg.

You taught me something I really needed to learn. People do need people.

I guess it's time for you to go back and face your people.

There's plenty of time for that.

I don't wanna walk out on that bedside manner of yours.

Remember, I make house calls.

[♪♪♪♪♪]

Mr. Roarke, I'd like to thank you both for my fantasy.

I want you to know that after finding out the truth about my great grandmother,

I'm even more proud of her. I'll never be a snob again.

By the way, there'll be another passenger traveling with you.

A young lady whose fantasy

was to know about her great-great-grandmother.

Who was an immigrant girl who survived the San Francisco earthquake

to become the first female graduate of the California State College of Medicine.

May I introduce her great-great-granddaughter,

Ms. Molly Delahanti.

Boss, you know what? You're just an old softie.

Thank you.

Mr. Roarke, you don't know what you've done for me.

I'm a person again.

And still a star, Miss Holland.

You will be making pictures for a great many years.

But you will also have your own private life.

Oh, yes. And I'm going to get started on the private sector right now.

-Goodbye, Tattoo. -Goodbye.

-Goodbye, Mr. Roarke. -Goodbye, Miss Holland.

Boss, where is she going? She's gonna miss the plane.

Oh, she's not going to the plane, Tattoo.

At least, not for a while yet.

Not until she has helped Dr. Miller train some of the natives as hospital orderlies.

But what about her Hollywood career?

From now on she will only make one picture a year,

but she will sign as many autographs as she possibly can at one dollar each

in aid of...

BOTH: Dr. Miller's hospital.

Right, Tattoo. Very good.

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