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[BELL TOLLING]

The plane! The plane!

[GIRLS GIGGLING]

Oh, Louanne, excuse me. Have you seen Tattoo?

Yes, I did, Mr. Roarke.

He took some presents to the orphanage.

-He said he'd be right back. -Oh, I see. Thank you.

Thank you. Thank you, Louanne.

[TIRES SCREECHING]

Tattoo, look out!

[GIRL SCREAMS]

[TATTOO SCREAMS]

Tattoo? Tattoo?

Tattoo?

Get an ambulance, quickly.

[♪♪♪♪♪]

How is he, Doctor?

Well, we just ran some tests.

We can't be certain until I study the results.

But some of his symptoms indicate...

that the injury is really serious.

Serious? How serious?

Well, as I just said, I don't know.

I wish I could be more reassuring, I can't.

-Has he been told? -No.

We want to keep his morale as high as possible.

Until we figure out what this problem is,

we want to keep him awake

so we can observe his condition in case there's any change.

-We could use your help on that. -Oh, of course. Of course. Uh,

-uh, may I see him now? -Of course. Come on.

[MONITOR BEEPING]

-Hi, boss. -Hello, Tattoo.

TATTOO: What are you doing here?

You're supposed to attend to your guests.

Oh, no, no, I canceled all fantasies

until you're able to help me again.

-Hello again, Tattoo. -Hi, Dr. Philips.

I'm going to take another look at your eyes,

if you don't mind, huh?

TATTOO: Be my guest.

DR. PHILIPS: Keep him awake and talking.

[BEEPING]

[GROANS]

Tattoo, how do you feel? Are you cold?

Perhaps I should get you a blanket, huh?

No, no, I'm okay, boss. I'm okay.

Aren't I?

Oh, of course, Tattoo. Of course.

Besides, this is Fantasy Island,

and the weather is always perfect.

Well, that's not necessarily true.

Don't you remember the day

when a certain young lady came here

hoping to meet the man of her dreams?

Oh, sure. And he turned out to be a genie.

That's right. [CHUCKLES]

You know... this Fantasy Island

is quite a lovely place, don't you think?

It kind of reminds me of Bora Bora.

I must have passed there 100 times in my bottle.

I just wish it was a little cooler.

-It's so warm today. -Oh...

well...

your wish is my command, mistress.

-Joe! -Huh?

What have you done?

But you wished.

But I didn't mean to.

You made Fantasy Island look like the North Pole.

Boss, look.

ROARKE: Mr. Isotopolous.

TATTOO: It's freezing. I'm gonna get my coat.

Hey, Mr. Isotopolous, I assume

you are responsible for this blizzard.

-Well-- -Well, actually, I am.

I-- I wished for it accidentally.

-I'm sorry, Mr. Roarke. -WOMAN: We both are.

You can save your apologies for my office,

where I expect to see you both at precisely three o'clock.

I simply will not tolerate having my other guests

inconvenienced this way. And, Mr. Isotopolous,

I suggest that you get this iceberg cleared away

as quickly as possible. Will you please excuse me?

As I recall, the next thing I knew,

you were hurrying into my office all set for winter.

Boss, what happened to the snow?

Snow, Tattoo?

What snow?

Here, on Fantasy Island? Ha! Surely you must be jesting.

But, boss, don't you remember when I was there, the snow?

Oh, really, Tattoo.

Oh... I don't feel good.

I think I got fever. I think I'm coming down with something.

Oh, my.

Boss, you don't mind if I take two or three days off?

Oh, not at all, uh, but before you go,

will you take care of these few small matters for me?

All right, boss.

Repair gazebo roof, collapsed from weight of snow and ice.

Gazebo roof.

Snow and ice.

Boss, snow and ice?

It really did snow, didn't it?

It really did snow, Tattoo, yes.

[TATTOO CHUCKLES] Boss.

I get right on it, boss. Don't worry about a thing.

[TATTOO SIGHS]

This is the fifth time you're doing this. Come on.

Why, Tattoo, a beautiful woman is attending to you,

and you are complaining? That's not like you.

Boss, I didn't see it that way. [CHUCKLES]

[AIR GUSHING]

Uh, while we're on the subject of beautiful women...

do you remember when two elderly women

came here to relive their experiences

as Ziegfeld Girls?

Oh, sure. How can I forget, boss?

ROARKE: Think back to those times...

The early '20s.

Recapture the memory.

Remember how it was.

Remember how you looked.

[APPLAUSE]

[SHOW MUSIC PLAYING]

They were mighty thick.

Oh, yes, they certainly were,

right to the end, when they decided,

for the sake of their friendship,

to end their fantasy.

Now, to do that, all they had to do

was tell someone truthfully who they were.

[SHOW MUSIC PLAYING]

Boy, weren't we something?

We still are.

Come on, Joannie, we've got something important to do.

But this is our big moment.

I know.

Let's go.

Joannie, I'm not very good at this kind of talk,

but I just want you to know that your friendship means

more to me than anything else.

[KNOCK ON DOOR]

Okay, ladies, five minutes, please.

WOMAN: Hey, cutie, come on in here.

I want you to listen very carefully.

Now, we're only having a fantasy,

and I'm really a 79-year-old woman, and she's 73.

Huh?

Thanks a lot. Thanks.

[SIGHS]

[KNOCK ON DOOR]

Excuse me, what did you say just then?

Well, hello.

Now...

now, time is critical, so...

I'll get right to the point.

The head CT scan we did shows an epidural hematoma

compressing the brain tissue.

It requires immediate surgical evacuation.

In other words, Tattoo, we're going to have to operate.

DR. PHILIPS: Now we're going to operate

in less than, well, 35 minutes,

so, if you don't have any more questions,

I'll just run on down to OR and get ready.

There's one thing you didn't tell me.

-What's that? -What are my chances?

They're not good, huh?

PHILIPS: In surgery, Tattoo, there's always a certain risk.

But you are in excellent physical condition.

You're being operated on

by one of the finest surgeons in the world.

You have the prayers of everyone on this island.

Your chances?

I'd say you have the best of all chances.

-Okay? -Okay.

-Boss, I have an idea. -What?

Why don't you give me a fantasy

so they don't have to operate on me?

Oh, if only I could do that, Tattoo.

But your accident is part of the past.

Even I can't change that.

Therefore, the operation must be performed,

don't you see?

Then why don't you make it that I'm not so scared?

Well, perhaps, I can help keep your mind

on more pleasant things, huh?

Places you've seen, people you've known.

Gaylord Nelson, for instance.

-Remember him? -Oh, yes.

-Huh? -Oh... [CHUCKLES]

-That's right. -Right?

Ah, Mr. Nelson. Comment allez-vous?

Oh, Tattoo. Comment allez-vous?

-Tres bien, merci. Et vous? -Tres bien, merci. Enchante.

Oh, Tattoo, I do believe

that you've grown a little since the last time I saw you.

-You really think so? -NELSON: At least an inch.

Eh... maybe two.

[CLEARS THROAT]

-Don't tell the boss, please. -Heaven forbid. Why not?

He likes me this way. I want to keep my job.

-TATTOO: Here comes the boss. -NELSON: Oh!

Remember, the word is... mums.

Mum is the word.

[LAUGHS]

Oh, that reminds me, boss,

you remember the great song and dance team that gave

a once-in-a-lifetime performance here, huh?

Uh... [STAMMERS]

...not offhand, no. To whom are you referring?

Boss, it was you and me. Don't you remember?

[CHUCKLES] Ah, yes. Yes, indeed.

Congratulations, my friend. The show was a smash.

But it's not the end, boss, not yet.

No?

They didn't do my beautiful number.

-Oh. -You remember, you promised?

[CLEARS THROAT] Yes, I-- I did, didn't I?

TATTOO: Here, boss.

[ROARKE CLEARS THROAT]

[ROARKE BREATHES DEEPLY] Lights.

Maestro, introduction, please.

[PIANO INTRODUCTION PLAYING]

-♪ They say ♪ -♪ They say ♪

-♪ A knife in the back ♪ -♪ A knife in the back ♪

-♪ Can cause you pain ♪ -♪ Can cause you pain ♪

-♪ Well so does ♪ -♪ Well so does ♪

-♪ An old ankle sprain ♪ -♪ An old ankle sprain ♪

-♪ Concussion can kill you ♪ -♪ Concussion can kill you ♪

-♪ But it can still ♪ -♪ But it can still ♪

-♪ Carry your heart high above ♪ -♪ Carry your heart high above ♪

-♪ 'Cause nothing ♪ -♪ 'Cause nothing ♪

-♪ I say nothing ♪ -♪ I say nothing ♪

-♪ Hurts like love ♪ -♪ Hurts like love ♪

-♪ Shoobee-Doobee ♪ -♪ Shoobee-Doobee ♪

-♪ Shoobee-Doobee, yeah! ♪ -♪ Shoobee-Doobee, yeah! ♪

-♪ Nothing hurts like love ♪ -♪ Nothing hurts like love ♪

♪ Yeah! ♪

DR. PHILIPS: Keep him awake and talking.

Boss?

You are scared too, aren't you?

I, Tattoo?

You know... I'm glad that you are here.

Real glad.

Yeah, actually, I was, uh, just recalling

another one of our most colorful guests...

Ned Plumber.

Does that name ring a bell?

The guy who wanted to meet Kid Cory?

That's right.

Uh, Mr. Plumber believed that Kid Cory

was one of the old West's unsung heroes.

Wasn't he in for a surprise, huh? [TITTERS]

Oh, he was indeed.

What-- what's he doing out there?

Remember, now, thy creator in the days of thy youth,

and the evil days-- et cetera. Repent, you sinner, repent!

You, sheriff, you are an honor to your profession, sir.

Good day, sir.

You're not letting him go? That's Kid Cory!

He's-- he's a killer, a bank robber.

Lying and trickery will do you no good now.

-Chester. -Yes,

by the time Mr. Plumber was convinced

his idol was nothing but a lying,

cheating, no-good outlaw, it was too late.

That scoundrel had tricked the sheriff and the whole town

into thinking they were hanging Kid Cory,

when it was actually only poor Mr. Plumber himself.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

Out of the way.

Well, we got a good day for it.

Any last words, Kid?

Crime pays... for some people.

Unregenerate to the end.

Git.

Out of the way, kids, we got a hanging going on.

[CHUCKLES]

Tattoo! Would you believe it?

I thought you and Mr. Roarke had forgotten all about me.

Let me sink or swim, or something like that.

I'll tell you something, I've learned a great deal

about all this nonsense.

All that romantic stuff

about the gun fighters and all that.

What-- what are you going to do with that rope, Tattoo?

Tattoo, what-- what-- Tattoo, what are you doing?

Tattoo, don't pull that thing. What are you going to do?

I'm going to fulfill your fantasy.

That's what the boss told me to do.

Don't-- don't pull that thing.

Because if you pull that thing, I will--

[GROANS]

-[CHUCKLES] -I like that fantasy.

Yes.

Robin, are you going to do

what I think you're going to be doing?

Come on, Tattoo... you'll hardly feel this at all.

Robin, not with a needle that big, that's impossible!

Impossible? Well, you enjoy the impossible.

-Ow! -ROARKE: It's your favorite

kind of fantasy.

Uh, remember Charles Reins?

Oh, yeah.

The man who wanted to go back to Basin Street in New Orleans?

Yes.

But to do that, he had to play the horn.

Something that, for him, was impossible. Hmm?

[LIVELY DIXIELAND JAZZ PLAYING]

[HORSE NEIGHS]

Well, now, boy, are you going to play that thing,

or are you going to stand there and look pretty?

-Oh-- oh, well, I don't... -Oh, come on now, brother, blow.

Blow for old Camptown.

Matter of fact, blow nice and sweet for my friend here

so he know that you sorry that he's gone.

And gone on to a better place than this.

Camptown Dodge?

At your service.

Okay, let's hear it, sport.

All right. You asked for it.

[PLAYS TRUMPET]

[LAUGHING]

Oh, don't stop.

I declare, Billy Jo, we done find ourselves

a new horn man sure enough!

New is right, Camptown. New is right!

Well, come on, handsome.

Let's strut.

[LIVELY DIXIELAND JAZZ PLAYING]

[MONITOR BEEPS]

You just have to listen to the song those birds sing.

Birds?

They're singing their heart out, just like at the wedding.

Perhaps we should talk about something else, Tattoo.

Why?

It was just beautiful, don't you remember?

[TROPICAL MUSIC PLAYING]

By the power vested in me,

I now pronounce you man and wife.

[CHEERS AND APPLAUSE]

Indeed I do remember.

[SIGHS]

It's time.

-David-- -Try not to worry.

He'll be in good hands.

I'll see you later, my friend.

I hope so, boss.

[CRICKETS CHIRPING]

NURSE: They'll be moving him out of recovery

-any time now, Mr. Roarke. -ROARKE: Oh, thank you.

How is he, Doctor?

Well, he's conscious, very weak.

-The operation is a success. -Oh, what a relief.

What I'm concerned with now is his mental state.

-What do you mean? -Depression,

depression is always a possibility

after surgery as serious as his was.

A very dangerous possibility. How can I put this to you?

If he should begin to believe

that he isn't going to make it...

the chances are he won't.

-When may I see him? -The sooner the better.

Thank you, Doctor.

Hi, boss.

Well...

your powers of perception

are growing at a fantastic rate, my friend.

You knew who it was without even opening your eyes.

I knew you're gonna be here.

I'm gonna die, right, boss?

[MOUTHING] No.

That's why you didn't want to talk about your wedding...

because what happened to your wife...

is gonna happen to me.

Oh, that's not true, Tattoo.

That's not true.

I will never forget the day I found out.

Never.

-Tattoo, are you still up? -Yes, boss.

-What was that telegram? -Oh, nothing. Nothing, boss.

Well, it must be something.

People don't just send telegrams to say nothing.

Tattoo, what's wrong?

Boss... I've got to talk to you.

-Of course. -Can we sit down, please?

You are very happy, aren't you?

Yes.

I've never been happier in my whole life.

I don't know how to tell you this, boss.

I don't know what to say.

You're gonna marry Amy, and she's...

she's going to...

I can't tell you. I can't tell you.

She's going to die.

You know?

I knew before she came to the island, Tattoo.

Is this why you're gonna marry her,

because she's gonna die?

I am marrying her only because I love her, Tattoo,

more deeply than anything else in this world.

That's terrible. It's just...

just terrible.

You can give everybody their fantasy.

Why can't you do something?

[SIGHS]

I would give everything I own, everything I am...

if just this once

the gift of life were among my powers. I--

I'll never forget that day either.

And you know...

it was then I realized how much I depend on you.

Not just as my assistant...

but as my friend.

It was easy to be your friend.

Was?

You stop talking like that.

Tattoo...

dying is one thing,

being left behind... is quite another.

Think of the people who sent you these flowers...

the drivers, the waitresses, the children.

me.

If you give up now,

if you... die,

don't you know how much that would hurt us, huh?

Tattoo...

do you remember Mr. Tony Chilton?

The man who wanted to be a fighter pilot

in World War II?

Because he wanted to meet his father

who had died during that war.

You see, the pain...

of being left behind like that...

was something with which Mr. Chilton

had never learned to live.

[♪♪♪♪♪]

Is there anybody out there?

MAN ON RADIO: Sitting on your tail.

You lost?

Roger.

I didn't know which way was up.

This is your lovable squadron leader, David Chilton.

You stick close.

TONY: That's him. It's my father.

Tony. You still look lost.

[CHUCKLES] I found the bar.

You mind if I ask you something?

TONY: Not at all.

What the hell are you doing flying fighters at your age?

[CHUCKLES] I got friends with influence.

Hmm, now if that were true you wouldn't be here.

-Hey, let's sit down. -TONY: Okay.

Yeah, I guess you're right.

Well, what about you?

Where would you be right now if you had your choice?

Okmulgee, Oklahoma.

I got a little house there right on the outskirts.

Me and Mary, that-- that's my wife,

uh, we picked it up just before I shipped out.

We wanted a nice place for the kid to grow up.

Hey, I got a picture you gotta see.

Here, take a look at this. Here's the little tiger.

Anthony David Chilton. Ain't he something?

Yeah, he sure is.

How about you, Tony? You got a family?

Damn right. Best in the world.

Next to yours, of course.

Tony, we couldn't have met somewhere before, could we?

Yeah, I guess it's possible.

I thought so.

We'll figure it out sometime. I'll see you.

His father was never going to come back from that flight.

But it was Mr. Chilton...

the one who was left behind...

who suffered the most.

Hey, David, wait a minute, let me go.

Hell, there's no use you playing the hero

around here all the time.

Yeah, then I'd be out there looking for you, too.

David, don't go up.

I've got to. It's my job.

-All right? -Yeah.

Hey, wait a minute! I'm coming with you!

Dad...

wait for me!

Wait!

Come back!

TONY: Wait for me! Wait!

Wait for me!

-Boss, I think I get your point. -Good.

[MONITOR BEEPING]

[BEEPING FASTER]

Thank you, boss.

Thank you for everything.

[MONITOR FLATLINING]

DR. PHILIPS: Get the crash cart in there.

[NURSE OVER P.A.] Code blue, code blue.

-code blue. -Tattoo.

[NURSE OVER P.A.] Room 114. Code blue.

[FLATLINING CONTINUES]

Get a bicarb started. Give me the board.

He's atrophying.

[FLATLINING CONTINUES]

-DR. PHILIPS: What's his rhythm? -NURSE: Asystoling.

DR. PHILIPS: Start CPR right away.

Okay.

Just rest quietly.

DR. PHILIPS: We've done all we can.

I just wish that we could do more.

-Hi, boss. -Hi.

Tell me, how am I doing?

Tell me the truth.

Very well, my friend, the truth is

you had a very rough night,

and they're having some difficulty

stabilizing your vital signs, that's all.

Am I gonna make it?

They tell me that's very much up to you, my friend.

Huh... boss,

I think you should start looking for a replacement.

But, Tattoo, there are so many things

on the island only you can do.

For instance, who else could have handled the fantasy

of that rather strange little man named Ace Smith?

-Remember? -Yeah.

[GUNFIRE]

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

Uh, yes, come in.

[DOOR OPENS, CLOSES]

I did it, Mr. Roarke, I did it.

I shot down the Red Baron.

Oh, that's wonderful, Mr. Smith, um, Ace.

Oh, I'm so happy for you.

I'll be the envy of the Sopwith Camel Society

when I tell them about it. [CHUCKLES]

Oh, what a fight he put up.

I came at him, out of the sun,

my twin Vicker .303s stitching his wings.

Rat-a-tat-tat, rat-a-tat-tat, rat-a-tat-tat.

[MIMICS EXPLOSION]

He was a gallant gentleman.

We saluted each other as he went down in flames.

Beau geste, Mr., uh, Ace.

Beau geste.

Oh, uh, Mr. Roarke,

hey, is there an optometrist on the island?

Of course, Mr. Smith. But what's wrong?

Well, I'm afraid I need new glasses.

From some angles, his Fokker triplane

actually looked like a miniature.

The wings seemed hardly eight feet long.

Oh, I'm sure that was just the excitement of the moment.

Oh, yes. [CHUCKLES]

Well, thank you, Mr. Roarke.

Thank you for everything.

♪ Off we go Into the wild blue yonder ♪

♪ Off we go ♪

Uh, boss...

promise me,

promise me that you're not gonna send

any more Red Baron fantasy.

But, Tattoo,

you know it's one of our most popular requests.

Yes, but this is the third time

I got shot down in flame this week, you know.

I can't take it anymore.

-[SIGHS] -[CHUCKLES]

And how could any replacement cope as readily as you

with the mistakes I occasionally make?

Mistakes? Not you, boss.

[CHUCKLES]

-Morning. -Good morning, Doctor.

[STEADY BEEPING]

Fortunately for you,

I don't make such mistakes very often.

But I know one time when you made a mistake.

When?

Do you remember Jack the Ripper?

You had to bring that up, didn't you?

That time when a young woman came here

to prove she knew the identity of Jack the Ripper.

You had to bring that up, huh?

You made her go through the door in your office

and then she ended up in Victorian London.

Only Jack the Ripper went through that same door

and wound up on Fantasy Island.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

[WOMAN SCREAMING]

WOMAN 2: I was talking to her not an hour ago.

WOMAN 3: Gracie.

MAN: Oh, did the ripper did his usual job, he did.

Dishonorable. And the coppers do nothin'.

WOMAN 4: Oh, which one of us will be next?

[POLICE WHISTLE BLOWING]

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

POLICEMAN: All right, all right. Get away.

Anybody know this poor girl?

ROARKE: Yes, the fiend Miss Peter

was seeking back in time

was loose on Fantasy Island and was now seeking her.

And she didn't know it.

[SCREAMS, BREATHES HEAVILY]

[GASPS]

Oh, you're younger than the others...

[BREATHES HEAVILY]

...but you flaunt your evil body with even less shame.

You don't understand what has happened...

but we are going back to that strange doorway, woman.

Back to Whitechapel.

How I loathe you all.

[GROANS]

Mr. Roarke, help me, please!

[GROANS]

I have the remedy for all your ills, harlot.

No.

-[HORSE NEIGHS] -[SCREAMS]

That time you almost blew it, boss.

I certainly did.

How did you do it yourself, boss, huh?

Well, if I replace you,

you'll never know for sure, will you?

Besides, just think of all the excitement

you'll be missing.

Oh, like the time when Mickey Gilley

came here on the island and opened a place?

Exactly, Tattoo. Exactly.

TATTOO: Boss, I don't know what's happening.

But I want to get well again.

♪ Diggy Liggy Li Loved Diggy Liggy Lo ♪

♪ And a one, two, three And here we go ♪

[HOEDOWN MUSIC PLAYS]

♪ It's a place They make romance ♪

♪ Where they do That Cajun dance

♪ Steal a kiss, have a chance ♪

♪ Show your love With every glance ♪

♪ Diggy Liggy Li Loved Diggy Liggy Lo ♪

♪ Everyone knew He was her beau ♪

♪ No one else could ever show So much love ♪

♪ For Diggy Liggy Lo ♪

♪ Finally went to see her pa ♪

-♪ Now he's got a pop-in-law ♪ -♪ Now he's got a pop-in-law ♪

♪ Moved out Where the bayou flows ♪

♪ Now he's got A little Diggy Liggy Lo ♪

♪ Diggy Liggy Li Loved Diggy Liggy Lo ♪

♪ Everyone knew He was her beau ♪

♪ No one else could ever show ♪

♪ So much love For Diggy Liggy Lo ♪

Yee-haw!

[CHEERING AND HOOTING]

[HOEDOWN MUSIC CONTINUES]

[WHISTLING]

[HOOTING CONTINUES]

[HOEDOWN MUSIC CONTINUES]

[HOOTING]

[MUSIC ENDS]

[CHEERING AND APPLAUSE]

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

What's wrong?

Well, Doctor?

You are making the fastest recovery

from major surgery this hospital has ever seen.

Oh, that's wonderful. Thank you, Doctor. Thank you.

Thank you, Mr. Roarke.

I don't know what you did or how you did it...

but I'll tell you this...

your medicine is a whole lot better than mine.

Now, if you'll excuse me,

I've got some sick patients to attend to.

Oh, boss, I think I know what the doctor meant.

What?

Love is the best medicine in the whole, whole world.

Don't you think so?

I think that bump on your head made you wiser.

[ROARKE CHUCKLES]

-I take it back. -ROARKE: Take what back?

What I said about you getting a replacement.

I think that you are gonna be stuck with me

for a long, very, very long time.

[CHUCKLES]

[SIGHS] What a beautiful day

for your first constitutional, Tattoo.

Boss, I'm sorry I smashed my car.

Oh, no matter, no matter.

Walking is much healthier for you anyway.

-But much slower. -That's right.

It gives a person a chance to enjoy each flower,

inhale the fragrance of each blossom,

contemplate the beauty of the island.

Okay, okay, boss. I get the message.

Oh, boss.

Oh, it's, it's-- Oh, wow.

-[CHUCKLES] Remember when? -Remember when?

[LAUGHTER]

[♪♪♪♪♪]