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[♪♪♪♪♪]

[BELL TOLLING]

The plane! The plane!

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

-Bye-bye. -CHILDREN: Bye.

-Good morning, Mr. Roarke. -Morning, Julie.

-Where Tattoo? -Uh, sleeping in.

Mrs. Parnel's fantasy ran much later

-than expected last night. -Mrs. Parnel.

Well she's the elderly lady

who had the fantasy to be Cinderella, isn't she?

Yes. Unfortunately,

Prince Charming destroyed the pumpkin coach.

Oh. I'm sorry. How did he manage to do that?

Well, it appears that Prince Charming

smashed Cinderella's pumpkin coach

because he, Prince Charming, was also smashed.

Shall we go, Julie?

Smiles, everyone. Smiles.

[♪♪♪♪♪]

JULIE: That's Dolores DeMercia, the famous guitarist.

You have a good eye, Julie.

What's her fantasy?

-ROARKE: To meet El Lobo Rojo. -JULIE: The Red Wolf?

The Robin Hood of Old California?

Right. Therefore, she is determined to go back

to those swashbuckling days

and assist in the fight against cruelty and oppression.

-Good for her. -Admirable, yes.

ROARKE: Unhappily Ms. DeMercia will be placing her life

in great jeopardy.

JULIE: There he is, Charlie Atkins.

ROARKE: Yes, Julie.

Your very own fantasy to fulfill.

And all the way from Sioux City, Iowa.

Oh, thank you for giving me the chance, Mr. Roarke.

Oh, nonsense. You've worked very hard

and therefore deserve to handle a fantasy. Yes.

ROARKE: By the way, just what is Mr. Atkins' fantasy, Julie?

JULIE: Like many small men who've been bullied,

his fantasy is...

to be the strongest man in the world.

Oh, excellent.

There are millions of males the world over

who have nurtured the same dream.

Uh, Julie, you are totally confident

that you can execute this fantasy, aren't you?

No, no, no, no...

What I mean is, when a person such as Mr. Atkins

tries to be something he's not,

the results can often be quite, uh, devastating.

I'm well aware of the pitfalls, Mr. Roarke,

and I'll be very careful.

ROARKE: Well, then. So be it.

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

Welcome to Fantasy Island.

[♪♪♪♪♪♪]

DOLORES: Although, I was born in Spain,

I have traced my family tree back

to my great, great, great grandmama,

Conchita Dolores Arguello Ortego Berra de Sanchez.

She was the niece of the Governor of California

when California was still a Spanish possession.

He was a very greedy and cruel man.

And she married a caballero called Don Rafael.

But I suspect he may have been El Lobo,

because all my life I have...

[SPEAKING SPANISH]

-Ants in her pants. -DOLORES: Yes! All my life,

I have felt this need, this passion...

Yes! Passion is the word! To help the dog that is under.

-Uh, the underdog. -Oh, right. Right.

But only nowadays, you know.

Please. Please, Ms. DeMercia.

You have convinced me that you are convinced

that the blood of El Lobo Rojo flows in your veins.

Oh, yes. Ever since I was a little girl,

he has been my hero. My hero.

What a man. Wow! What a man. I have his costume.

I even learn how to ride and...

-[GASPS] -...Fence, like him.

[LAUGHS] That wonderful.

My dear Senorita, your carriage awaits.

Looks like it has awaited me a very, very long time.

-May I help you? -Oh, well, yes.

Thank you very much.

Adios.

Hey, vamonos a la aventura. Yahoo!

Adios.

"Nuestra Senora La Rena de Los Angeles."

"Our lady, the Queen of the Angels."

El Pueblo.

Ay, caramba! The village of Los Angeles.

[MAN YELLING IN SPANISH]

-[WHIP CRACKING] -[GRUNTING]

CHARLIE: I'm a pushover. I've got no guts.

If only I could be stronger.

We will do our best, Mr. Atkins.

Oh, uh, excuse me, uh,

Julie will do her best.

You see, she in charge of your fantasy, more or less.

-Oh. -Oh, yes.

This particular potion...

has never failed to provide the user

with the strength you so desperately long for,

Mr. Atkins.

Mr. Roarke.

That was supposed to be my line.

Oh, so it was. Forgive me, Julie.

I'm so accustomed to... You understand.

You better sit down.

Bottoms up, Mr. Atkins.

You are about to become the world's strongest man.

Here goes something.

[OTHER-WORLDLY NOISES]

Quick. Tell me, how do you feel?

The same.

I suggest that you go back to your bungalow, lie down.

Then when you wake up, enjoy the new you.

Thank you, Julie. I'll do that.

I, uh...

No harm, Mr. Atkins. No harm.

Well, Mr. Roarke. I really pulled it off.

And Mr. Atkins also pulled it off.

How did he do that?

Very simply. You made him the strongest man in the world.

But I didn't mean to make him strong-strong.

Like in muscles. I meant inner strength.

My dear young lady, if you meant inner strength,

why didn't you specify inner strength?

There is a great deal of difference

between inner strength and outer strength.

[SIGHS] Oh, I really goofed, didn't I?

Well, let's put it this way.

You have just unleashed a walking time bomb

on Fantasy Island.

Therefore, I suggest that you get busy

and do everything possible to defuse it.

Twenty lashes.

[♪♪♪♪♪]

Excuse me.

What this old man have done?

He couldn't afford to pay his taxes.

What? Twenty lashes for that?

[SPEAKING SPANISH]

This is barbaric.

You! You are the mayor. Why don't you do something?

And you must be right off the ship.

Or you would know that the Governor

-is a vicious brute. -Where is your leader?

-Leader? -Yes, your leader.

El Lobo Rojo.

He hasn't been seen or heard from in more than a month.

The Governor and his men say that he is dead.

Dead?

No, no, no. It can't be.

A saber in his right side. He probably is not alive now.

No. No, no.

This is terrible. What will happen to his people?

If El Lobo Rojo is dead, then I must protect the people.

Your Excellency.

I demand that you release that man immediately.

And who are you, Senorita?

La Dona Dolores Maria Gutierrez de los Perales,

Santana Roman Guerra de la Ino Jose DeMercia.

I can tell.

And I am Captain Juan Arguello,

Commander of the Garrison.

I have heard a great deal about you.

I have heard nothing of you.

What are you doing here?

Oh...

I am on a special tour.

I bring greetings from the Royal Court of Madrid.

Would you like me to inform his Majesty

that his holiday has been defiled?

JUAN: I am afraid she is correct, Excellency.

Today is the day of the King's saint.

GOVERNOR: In that case...

-Release the prisoner. -[GASPS]

[JUAN YELLING IN SPANISH]

[PEOPLE MUTTERING EXCITEDLY]

Gracias.

I admire your spirit, Senorita.

We shall continue this conversation inside,

-please. -Oh, thank you.

Sunday go home and when you get some free time

come back and we'll do it right.

WILLIE: Hey, Julie!

Hiya, honey. Boy, am I desperate.

You know who I borrowed the money from

to promote this wrestling match, don't ya?

Willie, I told you not to go to him.

What'd I do wrong? I had a great idea.

A wrestling card for Fantasy Island.

Hey, Willie. Who ya gonna get for me to wrestle?

King Kong or Godzilla?

[LAUGHING]

If I don't find someone for Sampson to fight,

he's gonna kill me.

[YAWNS]

If that guy can wrestle, I'm off the hook.

[SIGHS]

GOVERNOR: Do you play the harpsichord?

Oh. Not the harpsichord.

But I play the guitar, your Excellency.

Oh. In that case, Senorita, you will stay with us.

Oh?

I will arrange a fiesta in your honor tomorrow evening.

Would you be so kind as to perform for us?

I shall be delighted, Senores.

Marissa will, uh, show you to the guest room.

Marissa, you take care of Dona Dolores.

-Senores. -BOTH: Senorita.

Strange, very strange that I have received no letter

telling me she was coming.

Well, it is not unusual for the mail

to go astray, Excellency. Ships are lost are sea.

All the same, Captain.

Between now and tomorrow evening

I want you to find out everything you can about her.

And I do hope she's not another spy

sent by the Royal Treasury.

But if she is,

I will kill her.

With regret, but I will kill her.

Look, Willie. I never wrestled in my life.

Will you trust me, kid?

You're gonna have a whole new career.

Hey, Willie.

-Where's your new boy? -Here.

Where?

Oh, Charlie. This is Carrie Wilson.

She handles publicity for the Garden.

-Name? -Charlie Atkins.

-Charlie-Horse Atkinsky. -What?

Where did you wrestle last?

No place, uh, I'm a guest.

Willie asked me to do him a favor

and I'm still thinking it over.

You're putting an amateur in against Sampson?

Now, Carrie, you just give him a buildup, huh?

You're the greatest, Carrie, you're the greatest.

You are the greatest.

So tell me about yourself, Charlie-Horse.

What do you do for a living?

Um, greeting cards, um, calendars, cookbooks.

And this is your fantasy? To be broken in two by Sampson.

[LAUGHS] Hey, you're pretty.

Let me tell you the whole story over a cup of coffee.

I know the whole story.

Willie needed an opponent for Sampson,

and he couldn't get anyone.

Because Sampson is a killer in the ring.

And then you came along

and your fantasy is to die a horrible death.

[GRUNTING] Take it off. Ugh!

Thanks, friend. [COUGHS]

-Well, Carrie, what'd I tell ya? -He did it with mirrors.

If I stand up to Sampson, will you let me buy you coffee?

You'll change your mind. I know you will.

Set up the match, Willie. I'm wrestling Sampson.

SERGEANT: All taxation has been collected,

your Excellency.

Very well, Sergeant. Dismissed.

And close the doors.

Don't turn around.

The money.

Cover your eyes.

Come.

Come.

Go. Move. The chair. Sit down.

Give me your hand. Your hand.

Now, if you want to live...

stay.

Don't move.

Stay. Stay.

[URGING HORSE]

Captain!

-Captain. -I'm here!

Untie me.

-Go after him. -After whom, Excellency?

El Lobo Rojo, he was here in this room.

El... Rojo?

-Go after him. -Si, si.

JUAN: Sargento!

El Lobo Rojo is back.

[BOTH GRUNT]

Uh, Mr. Atkins?

Hi. You two coming to my wrestling match?

Well, that is not what, uh,

Julie had in mind for your fantasy.

[CHUCKLES]

Oh, please don't worry, Mr. Roarke.

I can put down that Sampson in nothing flat.

Will you please put that barbell down?

You could injure yourself.

[SIGHS]

I could never lift weights.

That potion of yours must have a lot of side benefits. [LAUGHS]

They may not be benefits at all.

Mr. Roarke, I'm okay. Really.

But, Mr. Atkins, you have consented

to step onto a wrestling mat

with Sampson Smith?

Why, he could easily maim you.

How? Julie says I'm the world strongest man.

Watch.

[GRUNTS]

Sampson, Sampson. I'm worried.

You lose to this nobody, your career is over.

You won't be able to draw an audience with a pencil.

[GRUNTS]

Just let me get some of that stuff

we used once, huh?

You could rub it in his face two minutes into the match,

he's got a broken body.

ROARKE: Mr. Atkins, this is madness.

I don't, uh, we don't even know

how long this potion's effects will last.

You could lose your strength at any given moment.

Please stop worrying about me, Mr. Roarke.

From now on I'm not walking away from anything or anybody.

Well.

What do you think of your client now?

Well, you know, at first I was worried.

But now,

I feel great.

Boy, when I handle a fantasy, I handle a fantasy.

Things really happen.

DOLORES: The tax money, senores.

-To be returned to the people. -Ah, it was you.

You broke into the Governor's residence

last night. Not El Lobo.

May God bless you, my child.

May God bless El Lobo.

And I hope you are right, Father.

I hope he is still alive.

[SPEAKING SPANISH]

Captain Arguello, he already suspects me

-of supporting the rebels. -It's better that you

-not be seen with us. -Okay.

Sister. Sister Louisa.

[SPEAKING SPANISH]

[SPEAKING SPANISH]

Captain Arguello.

What brings you all the way out here?

I might well ask the same of you. And you.

We are tending one of my flock, very ill.

Probably contagious.

I would not go in there if I were you.

Ah, but you are not me, Padre.

Sister, one moment.

Sister, I am very troubled. I must speak with someone.

Do you know who I am?

Yes, you are the Commander of the Garrison.

That is correct.

Captain! The Governor wants to see you immediately.

Is something wrong, Sergeant?

You were supposed to report to him today, Sir.

About the senorita who arrived from Madrid.

Ah, yes. I had forgotten.

Strange I was not able to learn anything about her.

Perhaps you know of her, Sister.

La Dona Dolores Maria DeMercia, huh?

She's a good woman, Captain.

Maybe a little bit impulsive.

Impulsive? [LAUGHS] Well, that is no crime.

However, his Excellency, the Governor,

would not approve of her consorting

with a seditious priest and a rebellious mayor.

Or posing as a holy sister.

So if La Dona Maria hopes to see El Lobo alive,

she must present herself at my quarters in one hour.

And convince me of her warm devotion.

Una hora.

[JUAN LAUGHS]

You heard him. In his quarters in one hour.

Put more killer in his face, you know what I mean?

Okay.

[WHISTLING] Hi.

Hello.

Hmm, you got that look again.

Look, let's spend some time together, we could talk.

Get to know each other.

I know all about you. You sell greeting cards.

-I'm in distribution. -[SMOOCHES]

[GASPS] Charlie, we barely know each other.

What'd you do that for?

I don't know. Maybe it's because I love you,

or it could be the potion.

-Potion! -[LAUGHS]

That's it. You're a junkie, I knew you were on something.

Hey, just kidding.

Look...

I don't want to get involved with a...

-A criminal. -Me, a criminal?

I never committed a crime in my life.

You are about to commit suicide.

That's a crime and that makes you a criminal.

Do you care?

But how can you?

I don't know how I can.

But I do care and I don't wanna care.

Charlie, you're a sweet guy.

However, I can also read your eyes.

And you have something to prove.

And I just shed too many tears for too many guys in my life.

[SIGHS]

[KNOCKING AT DOOR]

Ah, Senorita.

You are early.

Let's get it over with.

Dona Dolores.

Since the first moment I put my eyes on you,

I knew you were special.

You and I are going to do wonderful,

wild things together.

What kind of wild and wonderful things

do you have in mind?

All my life...

I have waited for someone like you.

Not only beautiful,

but with the courage to do what you did last night.

Wait, what did I did last night?

You masqueraded as El Lobo,

tied up that duke with a certain bandana

and stole the tax money.

[CHUCKLES] No. I didn't did that. Nope.

[EXHALES]

The scent of this bandana is very unique.

It comes from Spain.

As does the only woman I have ever known to use it.

You have a very good nose.

DOLORES: What? No.

Please let me go. No!

Don't touch me. No. Please.

-Please. -[GRIMACES IN PAIN]

Ah!

VINCENT: A saber in his right side.

You.

Oh, my goodness.

I'm sorry. Oh, I'm sorry. Juan. Oh, Juan.

Now I know why El Lobo hasn't been seen for weeks.

Oh, Juan.

He has been on the injured list.

You, you are El Lobo Rojo.

DOLORES: My hero. My man. The great liberator.

Yes, I was. And I hope to be again.

[DOLORES SCREAMING] Juan! Juan, Juan.

SERGEANT: Don't worry.

That is the name we'll put on your tombstone,

Captain.

ROARKE: Well, you're right,

your fantasy was not very special.

But your openness, your honesty, was.

Special indeed.

That is why I am granting you the fantasy

you are now experiencing.

-Experiencing? -Yes.

I asked to meet a plain, simple, decent guy.

So that I'd know what it's like.

So I'd have some frame of reference

and when I go back home...

maybe I'd meet someone.

The only thing that's happened to me so far is...

[MAN GRUNTS]

Oh! Oh, no.

Charlie Atkins? He's my fantasy lover?

Don't you like him?

Sure, he's a great guy.

Super.

But he's also bad news.

Oh, no, Mr. Roarke. Not Charlie Atkins.

Not even for a weekend, please?

Could it possibly be that you do not wish to see

Mr. Atkins get hurt?

Mr. Roarke,

you obviously cannot grant my fantasy.

So I'm going home on the next plane out.

Ms. Wilson, I am going to be extremely frank.

I could try to discourage him from fighting.

However, in his case, as in yours,

I cannot alter a fantasy once it has begun.

The consequences, whatever they may be...

are inevitable.

I'm sorry.

The penalty for high treason is death.

No. No, no, you cannot do that.

You know, Dona Dolores,

I always felt the Governor should be married.

So the choice is yours.

Marry me.

Or I hang the Captain immediately and publicly.

No, Dolores. Do not listen.

Juan. Juan, listen to me.

Where there is life, there is hope.

I hope.

Yes, oh, yes. I accept.

The ceremony will take place immediately

after your recital my dear.

[CROWD CHEERING]

[CROWD APPLAUDING]

[MATCH BELL RINGING]

Julie, you don't understand. This man is my...

Your responsibility! You can't...

I'm sorry, Mr. Roarke,

but Charlie-Horse just won't be talked out of it.

So, I've decided to help him.

Mr. Atkins.

Hawk the Island, Mr. Roarke. Put the whole bundle on me,

you'd be able to buy a continent.

Now, I ask you once again...

Look, just tell me. Is she here?

No. I'm sorry. Mr. Atkins...

Look, thank you for worrying about me.

[MATCH BELL RINGS]

WILLIE: Ladies and gentlemen, the main event.

"Slayer" Sampson, who has demolished 199 opponents,

most of whom wound up in the hospital,

versus Charlie "Horse" Atkinsky!

[CROWD APPLAUDING]

Ms. Wilson is not coming, Mr. Atkins.

She's leaving Fantasy Island this afternoon.

Too bad. She's going to miss a good match.

See what I mean?

[CHEERING]

You lose this and it's downhill from here.

Don't worry.

Okay. Okay. Rub this in his eyes and we got him.

[MATCH BELL RINGS]

CHARLIE: I can't see!

Charlie, get the... Your eye!

ROARKE: Open your eyes, Ms. Wilson.

Don't be afraid to see the truth.

Come on, Charlie, show him what you can do.

Carrie, you came back!

Yeah, just call me crazy.

[GRUNTING]

[YELLS]

All right, Charlie!

CHARLIE: This isn't my game. I don't wanna hurt this guy.

[CROWD APPLAUDING, CHEERING]

Hold it.

But he quit. I took him. I told you I could do it.

You're through. He has something

you've never had and never will have.

Class.

[CROWD APPLAUDING]

CARRIE: He really has class.

Did you send for us?

Yes. I have a plan. But I need your help.

[WHISPERING IN SPANISH]

Ladies and gentlemen, welcome.

I know you're all most anxious to hear our new guest

from Madrid perform.

So without any further ado,

I give you Dona Dolores Maria DeMercia.

[APPLAUDS]

[PLAYS FLAMENCO MUSIC]

Open up.

No one is to see the prisoner.

You have your job to do, Sergeant, I have mine.

And yours to string his neck.

Mine, to hear his last confession.

[GRUMBLING]

-[THUDS] -[GRUNTS]

[APPLAUDING]

Father Vincent, let us proceed with the wedding ceremony.

Uh, yes. But, uh, perhaps another song

fitting for this auspicious occasion?

Let us proceed with the wedding. Now.

As you wish.

Damas y caballeros, we are gathered here today

to join these two children of God...

in the holy bond of matrimony.

JUAN: Wrong.

There will be no wedding.

Juan!

Excellency.

Everyone, remain where you are.

[STRAINING]

[GROANS]

[YELLING IN SPANISH]

-Now, I got you. -[SCREAMS]

[YELLING IN SPANISH]

Ole!

Congratulations. You win.

Now I'm expecting you to leave for Spain.

Naming Captain Arguello your successor.

ROARKE: Your fantasy is over.

You've received your money's worth

after all, Ms. DeMercia.

Two Lobos, for the price of one.

Oh, I'm sorry, Julie. I just couldn't hurt him.

Oh, don't apologize, Charlie.

You're just not a killer. You're a gentleman.

Julie's right, Mr. Atkins.

You are also a winner. That's what you are.

And I agree. Shake.

[LAUGHS]

Is that the strongest you can grip my hand?

Yeah.

Mr. Roarke! His strength, it's gone.

Yes, Julie.

Mr. Atkins knew that I...

That you had no way of predicting

when the strength would leave his muscles.

I'm sorry, Mr. Atkins.

CARRIE: Charlie, may I come in?

No! Don't let her see me. She'll know.

Just one moment, Ms. Wilson.

-Just tell her it's my fault. -I don't wanna see her.

Just tell her that you looked in my eyes

and saw a guy with guts. It was a fake.

Oh, on the contrary.

You came here hoping to learn

how to stand up to men who took advantage of you.

Didn't you? Well.

Sure. As long as the freak potion lasted.

I disagree. Oh, the potion was a mistake.

I hate to keep mentioning that, Julie.

But it placed you in a fantasy beyond anything

I... Julie had planned.

And it was wonderful.

You stood up to that man in the ring,

and despite what he did to you,

you ignored the taunts of the crowd

and refused to harm him.

Why, that took incredible inner strength, Mr. Atkins.

No potion could ever give that to you.

Please come in, Ms. Wilson.

No potion could ever do that either, Mr. Roarke.

Indeed. Some things are inevitable, Julie.

[♪♪♪♪♪]

Gracias.

Ay, amigos. I have a confession to make.

-What is that? -When I came here,

I was thinking about giving up my music.

But you know what?

I have learned that my guitar sometimes

can be mightier than the sword.

You lift people up, just as El Lobo Rojo did.

Now I know he was real.

-And he won his fight. -With your help.

And I will win mine, with his.

Adios, Senor Roarke. Muchas, muchas gracias.

-You're very welcome. -Muchas, muchas gracias.

What a great fantasy. [SHRIEKS]

-Adios. -Adios.

Mr. Atkins, I understand you tried to fly out before dawn?

That right, Mr. Roarke. I can't wait to get back home

and start my rise to the top.

Thank you, Julie.

I hope all your future mistakes are great ones.

[ALL LAUGHING]

Yes, Julie did manage to turn potential disaster

into victory, didn't she?

Thank you, both.

And you, Ms. Wilson. Good luck in your search.

No luck necessary, Mr. Roarke.

My search just ended.

Well, congratulations, Mr. Atkins.

-Goodbye, Mr. Roarke. -Goodbye, Sir.

-Bye, bye. Thank you. -Goodbye, Ms. Wilson.

-Bye, bye. -Thank you.

Face it, Mr. Roarke,

I'm pretty good at arranging fantasies.

Even when I goof.

Julie, will you please do me a favor?

Oh, certainly, Mr. Roarke. What?

Stop fantasizing.

[♪♪♪♪♪]