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[♪♪♪♪♪]

[BELL TOLLING]

[GIRLS GIGGLING]

-Good morning, Mr. Roarke. -Good morning, Lawrence.

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

[♪♪♪♪♪]

-[GIRLS GIGGLING] -[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

Smiles, everyone. Smiles.

[BAND PLAYS]

LAWRENCE: Is that the young lady

you were telling me about, Mr. Roarke?

Yes, Lawrence, that is Miss Fancy Summerfield

who once lived in Sylvan House.

That would be the magnificent chateau

-on the north shore, right? -Yes, Lawrence.

Her father and I were very close friends.

When he passed away, the chateau was sold

and Miss Summerfield went to the mainland

to live with relatives. She was in her early teens then.

LAWRENCE: And now she has come back for her fantasy.

-How charming. -And how romantic.

Miss Summerfield's fantasy is to spend the perfect weekend

with the man of her dreams,

a man who will truly love her.

I shouldn't think a young lady of her obvious charm

would have any trouble in that regard, Sir.

Uh, true, but as you well know, Lawrence,

sometimes the obvious can be most deceiving.

LAWRENCE: The woman's sports exhibition

you're hosting this weekend

is certainly attracting all types, isn't it, Sir?

Oh, if you mean that dashing young man,

Mr. Baker? Yes, Lawrence, he considers himself

to be quite a ladies' man.

From the look of his friend,

I shouldn't think he harbors the same conceit.

Mr. Joe Manning. Yes, a different type all together.

Shy. Inhibited. When it comes to women,

he totally lacks Mr. Baker's confidence.

I have a sneaking suspicion

he expects you to restore his confidence.

Your suspicion is well-founded.

Mr. Manning's fantasy is to date for the first time in his life

an exceedingly beautiful woman. Uh...

-A ten as he terms it. -How prosaic.

The man has seen too many movies.

Or one particular movie too many times.

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

-Welcome to Fantasy Island. -[♪♪♪♪♪]

FANCY: Oh, Mr. Roarke, I can't tell you how great it is

to be back on Fantasy Island.

Would you do something very special for me?

You know I'd be delighted.

Take me to see the old chateau.

Uh, the current owner is here for the Fantasy Island

wine tasting festival and I'm sure he wouldn't object,

but, um...

But what's the problem?

Has he painted the house purple or what?

Oh, no, no, no, nothing like that.

It's just that the owner, Mr. John McDowell...

has a rather...

unsavory reputation. Is the name familiar to you?

-McDowell? -Yes.

No. [CHUCKLES]

There's no rush. We can see it tomorrow.

Uh, tomorrow may be a busy day.

I'll take you in, say, um...

30 minutes.

All right.

But what about my fantasy? What do I have to do?

Legend says that, um,

if this gold coin is dropped into a fountain,

uh, the person who drops it

will not only have the object

of their love revealed to them...

but will also have their most secret wish come true.

I'll have my love and my secret wish?

Yes.

I'll settle for your guarantee on that.

You have it, of course.

All right... [CHUCKLES]

I've made my wish.

You're the man I want.

You always have been.

I want you to love me.

[CHUCKLES] Oh, I'm sorry.

Forget I said that.

Uh, look...

after I change my clothes,

why don't you come pick me up for that visit to the chateau?

MR. ROARKE: Surely you haven't found getting a date

with a woman all that difficult, have you?

With dogs, I get dates all the time.

Bow wows, yeah.

But I never get a date with the kind of girl

I dream about, you know. Never a ten.

Well, personally, I am not comfortable

with rating women by numbers.

It seems so, uh, I don't know, so superficial.

Yeah, yeah, I'm coming out like some hayseed in heat, right?

But I'll tell you, boy, just once I'd like

to make out with a beautiful chick to prove to Vinnie

that I can do it, you know. Just once.

Vinnie? Oh, you mean, your friend Mr. Baker.

Yes, uh, would you care for some coffee?

Oh, yeah.

Uh, you are jealous of, uh, Mr. Baker?

Oh, everybody's jealous of Vinnie.

The guy's dynamite.

If you count up all the beautiful scalps he's taken,

he'd be right up there with Geronimo.

I see, and now you want to prove

to, uh, Mr. Baker

that you are quite capable of getting a beautiful, um,

scalp, as you put it, of your own, huh?

That's right, Mr. Roarke.

But I'm not gonna score any points on Vinnie

if he found out it was handed to me in a fantasy.

So we got to do this on a Q.T, okay?

Just keep it between you and me and the lamp post.

Not to worry, Mr. Manning, all guest's fantasies

are held in the strictest confidence.

-Cream? -Oh, please.

Well, that's good. Now,

I don't know how you're gonna go about do this but...

I thought it would help if I would give you this

list of types. See, I'm not particular.

I go for blonds, brunettes, redheads, doesn't matter,

as long as she looks like Bo Derek.

Hey, it's not...

Unfortunately for you, no.

The lady's already married to Mr. Derek.

Well, then, uh, then who?

These two passes will allow you and your friend

to go backstage at the Women's Sports Exposition.

It's quite possible you may find the woman

you're looking for there.

You mean you don't already have her picked out?

Mr. Manning?

As they say, beauty is in the eye of the beholder.

I think it's best if you pick out your own, uh, ten, hmm?

-[♪♪♪♪♪] -[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

[VINNIE CHUCKLES]

-What would you give her, Joe? -Anything she wanted.

No, no, I mean, on a scale of one to ten, an eight, huh?

I don't know, it takes a guy of your experience

to know the difference between an eight and a ten.

But if you ask me, I'd give her a 20.

Well, as the fox said, now that we found the hen house,

all we got to do is find a way in.

Well, why don't we just walk in?

Don't you see the guard? It's restricted.

And I don't think he'd believe my talent scout routine.

Ah, no need to lie when you know the right people.

Oh! A VIP pass?

-Fantastic! -[INDISTINCT CHATTERING]

[CLEARS THROAT]

[INDISTINCT CHATTERING]

I think we should have a talk first.

All right.

Oh, Fancy, Fancy...

many years ago we had a very special relationship

you and I.

Well, you were just a little girl then

with a little girl's heart.

And now I'm a woman with a woman's heart, right?

Yes. But, surely, you are aware that the kind of love

you really want isn't found in...

in passion alone.

Are you saying you don't feel anything

when I kiss you like that?

No, I can't say that.

No.

What I could say is that

you must leave Fantasy Island on the next plane...

tonight.

Oh, well...

the bottom line is you made me a promise, remember?

Now...

why don't you just take me to the chateau like we planned?

Yes.

Perhaps, that's a good idea.

Perhaps, we should play the fantasy out.

I'm ready.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

Excuse me. Excuse me. Are you sure

you haven't got a message for me from a Vinnie Baker?

You just asked me that two minutes ago.

Oh, got anymore of these peanuts?

Yeah.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

[COUGHS]

Oh, no, I-- I put my shells in your beer! Oh, my gosh!

I'm such a klutz! I can't believe I did that!

That's all right, that's okay,

I just hope the beer doesn't stain my shirt.

So sorr-- No, I don't think it will.

That's all right, I'll get it.

-Let me do it myself. -I'm so stupid, I don't...

-believe I did that. -I will do this.

-I'm sorry-- -Listen, turn the motor off.

Okay, you don't have to be so upset about it.

Look, if I wanna be upset, I'll be upset.

Boy, you are really uptight, aren't you?

Yeah, well, I'm always uptight when I'm stood up.

Oh, that's too bad.

Uh, I'm Paula Santino.

Joe Manning. Nice to-- [COUGHS]

-Nice to meet you, Paula. -Oh, it's nice to meet you.

Are you here for the sports expo?

Sort of.

-Are you? -Mm-hmm.

Yes, I-- I work on the ski demonstrator.

No kidding?

You're one of those girls in the bikinis

who skis on the treadmill, that's you?

Oh, no, no. I, uh, I'm just a salesperson.

No, if they put me in a bikini, they'd have to sell blindfolds.

Come on, don't put yourself down.

You're verb-- Um, well...

you're not half bad.

Well, thank you. I think.

-VINNIE: Hey, Joe! -Huh?

-Ha-ha! -Oh.

Thought I forgot about you, huh?

Monique, this is Joseph,

the automotive expert I've been telling you about.

Joseph, Monique.

Automotive expert, huh?

You design cars, that sort of thing?

No, I'm a mechanic.

You mean grease?

And monkey wrenches?

-I'll see you around, Joe. -Huh? Oh, okay.

-Automotive expert? -Yes, and this is Angelica.

She is the former Miss Western Canada.

I'm still Miss Western Canada till April.

[CHUCKLES] For life if you ask me.

Well, uh, Angelica here promised to tell me about

the mating habits of the great northern Caribou,

so why don't we leave you and Monique here

to, uh, get better acquainted?

-Uh-- uh... -Ciao.

[SIGHS]

Uh...

[SIGHS]

How about a beer?

Hey, uh...

look, I just remembered something I--

I have to do, so, uh...

Oh.

I understand.

It's absolutely nothing personal or anything.

I'm sure you're probably a really nice guy

-and everything. -Sure.

-You're really sweet. Thanks. -Yeah.

-I feel bad, I really do. -Okay.

-Bye. -Bye.

[♪♪♪♪♪]

FANCY: Nothing's changed. Nothing at all.

ROARKE: I'm very happy you're pleased.

All I need is to see my father

coming out that door to say hello

and a little girl with a ponytail

peeking out from behind.

[EXHALES] Thank you.

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

How beautiful everything is.

I feel like we belong here together, you know.

Welcome home, Fancy.

Roarke...

to what do I owe this dubious honor?

Miss Summerfield's father used to own the chateau.

With your permission, of course, she'd like to see

her childhood home again.

Mr. John McDowell, Miss Fancy Summerfield.

We've met before, haven't we?

Have we?

Somewhere on the Riviera. Um, Monaco maybe?

[CHUCKLES] I'm afraid not. I've never been to Monaco.

Sensational spot, Monaco.

That's where I met Gissell. Oh, sorry.

Gissell, this is Miss Gissell Corday.

Miss Corday.

I've heard a lot about you, Mr. Roarke.

Oh, I can well imagine.

Why don't you and Gissell get better acquainted, Roarke?

I'll take Miss Summerfield

on a personally guided tour of the old homestead.

Thank you, but I would like a word with you,

if you don't mind. I'm sure,

Miss Corday won't mind showing Fancy around.

Come on, cheri, as long as we end up at the bar.

Come on.

You got a very nice looking little lady, Roarke.

Very appetizing.

Mr. McDowell...

Fancy Summerfield is definitely off limits to you.

Why, Roarke, do I detect a personal interest?

A very personal interest, yes.

Fair enough.

But don't push it too far, pal.

No woman is off limits if she doesn't want to be.

[♪♪♪♪♪]

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

You know, I've always had this habit.

Whenever I'm feeling really down about myself,

I eat a lot of peanuts.

-Yeah? -Mm-hmm.

-Me, too. Crazy, huh? -Yeah.

What happened, your party never showed up?

No, I guess he found greener pastures.

There's no way I can compete

with all these gorgeous girls here for the expo.

There you go putting yourself down again.

You're a good-looking girl, Paula.

Well, before I wasn't half bad, now I'm good looking.

That's improvement.

I'm just trying to be nice. You don't have to be sarcastic.

-Who's sarcastic? -Well, you are.

You want witnesses?

You know, you really make it tough for a girl,

especially when she's trying...

-to make a pass at you. -[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

A pass?

At me?

I've got to do something.

I gave up standing on ceremony when I looked in the mirror.

How about that?

Girl makes a pass at me, and I still blow it.

Even on Fantasy Island, I got to be the only guy

that's not gonna make out.

What's so funny?

Your tale of woe, it's breaking my heart.

[SIGHS]

Come on.

-Tell me something. -What?

Are you really making a pass?

I thought we've gone beyond that already.

Oh, yeah, Mr. Experience, right?

Yeah, I know, I saw what happened with Monique?

Oh... [CLEARS THROAT] ...it's just that, uh...

I like to lead when I'm dancing.

Look, this-- this isn't a piece of cake for me, either.

And you could really help by...

saying something sweet.

Oh, I'm sorry. Okay. Uh...

It's really okay for you to come on to me.

Well, that's not what I mean.

[SCOFFS] Look...

I am trying to talk myself into something here.

And, frankly, you're not helping very much.

What have I done now?

Well, it's what you haven't done.

Look, I agree with you, I-- I want you to make me feel

like I'm the girl and you're the boy.

Know what I mean?

[CLEARS THROAT] You mean...

I have to ask...

straight out.

Well, you don't have to do anything you don't wanna do.

Paula,

it's just that I've never been able to say

-these kind of things before. -What kind of things?

Romantic things, you know, stuff like that.

See, if the girl doesn't laugh at me for trying,

I wind up laughing at myself.

Oh, well, you're talking about rejection.

Well, that's not the case here. I mean, I...

I'm practically climbing all over you.

Go on, huh, um...

take a shot.

Say something romantic.

-Romantic? -Mm-hmm.

[CLEARS THROAT] Okay.

Uh... [CHUCKLES]

...all right, here goes.

Paula...

Well-- well, that's-- that's close enough.

Come on, let's go.

Thanks for the tour, Gissell. It was great.

Forget about me?

Oh, that wouldn't be easy to do.

-Enjoying yourself? -Yes, of course.

Inside the house, nothing looks the same...

but out here with you...

it's like it always was.

Only better.

You won't really send me away, will you?

[SIGHS] I'm sorry,

but we can't play your little game anymore, Fancy.

Game?

I've played games all my life. And mostly with men.

And with me the loser.

Did you know I was married when I was 17?

Fancy, there is no need to tell me this. I...

I want to.

I want you to know who I really am

so you'll understand.

The boy I married, was as much a child as me.

After that, men

-and lots of them. -Fancy, please.

I've messed up myself pretty badly.

I guess I'm still messed up.

That's why I want a chance to do things differently.

To make a new life.

To make a new start.

You can do that for me.

I can help you, Fancy and I will.

But not in the way you want.

I need you, Roarke. I need someone like you...

you make me feel safe.

Make me feel protected

and make me feel loved.

[♪♪♪♪♪]

No, Fancy.

No.

So, you're too good for me, right?

-Oh, no, no. -Well,

I won't make it easy for you.

I'm not leaving here. I'm staying.

And I'll take my damn fantasy where I can find it.

[♪♪♪♪♪]

JOE: Mm.

You know...

it's crazy...

but I could eat hubcaps

afterwards and it would taste just as great.

[CHUCKLES]

-You're laughing again. -Oh, am I?

Well, I guess if I didn't laugh, I'd cry.

Cry? What's the matter? Did I do something wrong?

Oh, no. No, no, no. It-- it's...

it's just that I'm so happy.

You cry when you're happy?

Sometimes.

Don't you?

Uh...

[SIGHS] I guess I've never been that happy.

Oh.

Until now.

[♪♪♪♪♪]

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

You-- you have a little red on your lip.

Mm, let me.

Mm. [CHUCKLES]

You don't really have to go back to work

at that ski demonstrator, do you?

Mm-hmm. Well, until five o' clock.

Tell me you can't wait until five o' clock.

-I can't wait until 5:00. -Hmm.

Tell me you'll die a little every minute until 5:00.

-Every minute. -[CHUCKLES]

-Are you a good liar, Joe? -I'm a very bad liar, Paula.

Oh, good.

Well, then, I guess you'll be at deaths door by five o' clock.

-[CHUCKLES] -But don't worry...

-I'll be there to save you. -Oh.

VINNIE: Hey, Joey!

What happened to Monique?

Uh... [CLEARS THROAT]

...Paula Santino, this is my friend Vinnie Baker.

-Hi. -Uh, I'll see you later, Joe.

Oh, as for Monique, I think she fell into a snake pit.

Oh. [CHUCKLES]

What's the matter with you, Vin?

Asking about another woman. Embarrassing her like that.

Pardon me for being cruel to animals.

Hey, layoff, will you? She's okay.

She's a dog, Joe. Basset hound.

Look, I don't see it that way, all right?

-As a matter of fact... -Huh?

...we hit it off pretty good, you know what I mean.

You blew a chance with Monique for that?

Look, come on, Vinnie,

I never had a chance with Monique.

You know, Paula's a really nice girl.

Oh, wait till the guys in the neighborhood here this.

Wait a minute. Wait a minute.

Listen, the guys in the neighborhood

give me enough heat as it is, I don't need anymore.

Well, then, stop being a nerd.

Look, this is our last chance. What do you say we go out,

bag ourselves a couple of tens. It will make history.

What do you say?

What do I do about Paula?

I me-- I mean she-- I--

Poor girl is always being stood up. I--

I don't believe this.

Look, just because you wanna help out a loser,

doesn't mean you have to end up a loser again, too.

-But we... -Oh.

Charity.

There was this lost soul, she needed some human kindness,

you gave it to her. Charity.

Look, bottom line...

is she somebody you want to parade around

in front of the guys on Saturday night, huh?

Huh?

What do you say? Huh? What do you say?

[CHUCKLES] Come on.

Settled. You wait here, pal.

I'm going to call Angelica and she is going to fix you up

with somebody even better than Monique.

-[CROWD APPLAUDS] -ROARKE: My dear friends,

let us begin our wine tasting festival.

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

It takes a full decade

for the soil and the vine to fully know each other

so they can work together in harmony.

And this, my friends, is what gives each wine

its own distinctive character.

And now a most distinguished Gamay Bougilois...

from your host winery...

Sylvan House.

[CROWD APPLAUDS]

Even before you came to me with that phony little story

of how you preferred my company to Roarke's,

-I had you pegged, angel. -What's that supposed to mean?

Monaco.

You pretended you didn't remember this morning,

-but I did. -Remember what?

I don't know what you're talking about?

That wild party at the villa

rented by some fat little director...

when all the guests had to do

to enjoy the girl of their choice was catch her.

[CHUCKLES, SIGHS]

You must have really been out of shape because--

Stop it!

All right. Who am I to judge?

I was doing my own thing, remember?

I don't want to remember.

Don't worry, I'm not going to blow the whistle on you.

But be polite.

You need me for the same reason that I need you.

And what's that?

My feeling is that Roarke turned you down, cold, right?

Let's just say that

I enjoy taking things that people tell me not to.

Hmm.

But together...

we can both win...

and Roarke loses.

-A deal? -[♪♪♪♪♪]

-Yeah, why not? -ROARKE: Fancy?

I want you to leave with me, please, now.

Take it easy, Roarke.

Why not let the lady decide what she wants to do?

Fancy?

I'm staying here.

No hard feelings, Roarke.

We'll see you at the ball tonight.

We'll have a drink together, okay?

You can count on it.

[♪♪♪♪♪]

[GIRLS GIGGLING]

Vinnie, this cruise is for the birds.

I thought you were gonna arrange something

-with Angelica? -I got to find her first, right?

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

-Come on. -No, no, no.

Oh, no.

Paula's still waiting for me.

I can't go in there.

So, stay here.

I'll be right back.

[♪♪♪♪♪]

Come on, she may be over at the disco.

If not, we'll find some other broads.

Come on, what do you say?

Come on?

FANCY: I was wondering why you hate Mr. Roarke so much?

Well, let's just say that I, uh...

I detest self-righteous men...

almost as much as I appreciate a desirable woman.

He doesn't think I'm so desirable.

Oh, but he does.

Your one mistake was in picking a man

whose code of honor is stronger than his desires.

A weakness I don't have.

I thought I'd find you here, lover.

Get the hell back to your own room Gissell.

-This was my room. -That was yesterday.

Look, there are plenty of rooms.

I don't mind moving to another one.

For your own good, cheri, go back to where you came from.

Hell, you're no better than I am, you cheap tramp.

Let's go, Gissell.

[GRUNTS]

[GROANS]

I'm sorry, darling...

I detest bad manners.

[GISELLE GASPS]

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

-Oh. -Oh, I'm so sorry.

-That's okay, it was my fault. -[PAULA MUMBLES]

It's you.

Yeah, look, I-- I wasn't hungry, anyway.

Paula, I'm really sorry about five o' clock.

Oh, you mean for me rushing to get home from work

and get dressed and then waiting for you

for over an hour. Oh, it was nothing.

Nothing at all.

I feel terrible about that. I really do.

It's just that

something came up and I-- I just couldn't get out of it.

Oh, is that so?

Well, I certainly hope she had more class

than the girl who dumped you at the bar.

Wait a minute.

You've done something to yourself. You look terrific.

Thank you.

At least that's one thing I learned from you.

That what's inside a person doesn't count...

so I spent a week's pay at the beauty shop

fixing up the outside.

Harry, here I am.

Well, as you can see, I sure as hell

didn't get all fixed up for you.

For a man who's looking for a ten, Sir,

you don't seem to be doing all that well

with any of the numbers.

Yeah. Well,

maybe it's time I should start thinking about a refund.

[♪♪♪♪♪]

[♪♪♪♪♪]

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

I once had a car like that? That's the joke?

[ALL CHUCKLE]

I'll try better next time. Believe me.

[CROWD APPLAUDING]

[♪♪♪♪♪]

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

[SCOFFS]

I feel like dancing.

Excuse us.

-Well-played, darling. -[CHUCKLES]

-You think I'm playing. -Doesn't really matter.

Is he watching us?

He hasn't taken his eyes off you since he came in.

-Make you feel better? -It helps.

May I?

I can only spare you for a few minutes.

That's all it will take.

I thought you said you were a woman now?

With a woman's heart.

That's right.

But you're still acting like a child.

Hurting yourself

because you think it will hurt me.

Look, I asked for a fantasy

and you chose to give me a lot of lectures

on how to be a nice little girl

and pretend I have no real feelings.

Well, I do have feelings.

A woman's feelings.

-And I'm making the most of it. -Fancy?

I am!

You see, I had this stupid idea about how real love should be.

[SCOFFS] Well, you wised me up to that, didn't you?

Thanks for the turn down, Mr. Roarke.

Now, just leave me the hell alone!

Really, isn't it really a bit much, Roarke,

creating a scene in front of all my guests.

Would you like to go to your room, Fancy?

I'd like that.

[CROWD MURMURING]

[♪♪♪♪♪]

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

Vinnie, you got to do me a favor.

Sure, Joe, what's up?

Look, I know I've been a real drag,

but I'm not thinking about Paula anymore,

so let's ask your Miss Western Canada

if she'll introduce me to another one

of her model friends.

Ha! Way to go, pal.

I just saw a slew of bikinis down by the pool.

-Come on. -Wa-- wait-- Come on where?

Angelica's sitting right over there.

Oh, uh, yeah. Well, she looks busy.

Come on, we don't need her anyway.

Oh, I get it. You think I'm gonna embarrass you

in front of your girl?

You haven't been able to find her

when you're with me on purpose, right?

Look, that's not it.

Then come on.

If I get gunned down, I get gunned down.

But I'm not going out without one last try.

Come on. Come on, help me.

[CLEARS THROAT]

-Yes? -Hi, Angelica.

You remember my pal, Joe, here?

Oh, sure. Monique's mechanic.

Ah, look, Angelica, I'd, uh-- Uh...

-Uh, Vinnie? -Uh-- Uh, yeah.

Joe, here would like to meet some of your friends.

What do you say, Angelica?

You and me and Joe and one of your friends?

I thought I told you how it is. But I'll do it again.

You were a creep this afternoon...

you're still a creep and you'll always be a creep.

So why don't you just get lost, okay?

Hey. Hey, wait a minute, Vinnie.

I don't want to talk about it. Especially to you.

What'd I do?

You embarrassed me, that's what you did.

Wait a second, it's your fault,

mouthing off about Miss Western Canada,

making believe you're making out with her like crazy.

I said I didn't wanna talk about it?

Just a second. Don't get so upset.

So you bombed out with a girl, big deal.

I do it all the time.

Hey, at least I get dumped by foxes, not dogs.

Hey, hey! Paula's not a dog.

And she didn't dump me, pal,

I dumped her because I was stupid enough

to listen to you.

If I wasn't stupid, I would have realized

-you were jealous of me. -Me, jealous of you?

-Come on. -That's right, that's right.

You didn't want me to know it, but you came up empty

and I didn't.

I found somebody.

And you had to rain on my parade,

make me into a loser like you.

You really like this Paula that much?

Let me tell you something, Vinnie,

if I still have a chance with her,

I would be damned proud

to parade her in front of the guys on a Saturday night.

I just hope I'm not too late.

JOHN: Uh, you're not trying, darling.

-[FANCY PANTING] It's no use. -What are you talking about?

[GASPING]

Look, I was just trying to make Roarke jealous.

Just-- just let me out of here, please!

Yeah, sure.

Sure, baby, come on. Come on.

We've got to give him a reason to be jealous, don't we?

-Like we planned, remember? -No.

[GROANS]

-Hey, hey! -No.

-Come on. -[GRUNTS]

[JOHN GROANING]

I've been such a fool and I'm so sorry.

It's all right now, Fancy, it's all right.

-Come. We're leaving. -Oh, no.

We've got something to settle first.

You've been aching for this fight

for a long time, haven't you, McDowell?

Yes.

You've been like a stone around my neck, but no more.

[GRUNTS]

I'm going to kill you, Roarke!

Don't! McDowell, don't.

[MCDOWELL GRUNTS]

[WOMEN SCREAMING]

[PANTS]

You haven't won yet. [GRUNTS]

[GROANS]

That's enough!

That's enough!

All I ever really wanted

was to be loved by a man I could respect...

so I could respect myself.

-Can you understand that? -Of course.

And that will come to you, believe me.

Meanwhile...

I love you, Fancy...

as I always have and always will.

Can you understand that?

-Huh? -[GROANS]

You'll find that these boots have total comfort

without sacrificing control.

-Paula, we've got to talk. -There's nothing to talk about.

Now, I know that these are a little more expensive,

but with all the features, I think they're worth it.

Paula, I know it was crazy of me to stand you up the way I did,

but the weekend's almost over and I don't want to lose you,

so could we make believe

it never happened and start up all over again.

Hey, how about the demonstration?

Sure, right this way.

Well, it did happen and as far as I'm concerned,

I'm prepared never to see you again.

Come along.

Uh, Paula, if we could just go somewhere and talk.

WOMAN: Oh, it's like an escalator, isn't it?

PAULA: Uh-huh. Oh, it's a lot of fun.

Yeah, um, Paula? Paula, I need you.

Do you mind, I happen to have a customer.

Uh, excuse me, ma'am.

But--

[SIGHS] Paula, you've got to listen to me.

Mister, this thing makes me nervous enough, okay.

-Okay, here we go. -[MECHANICAL WHIRRING]

I know you like me-- I know you like me too.

You don't want it to end like this, do you?

Paula, we're going to be sorry

the rest of our lives if you don't give us a chance.

-Is that what you want? -[CROWD LAUGHING]

Paula?

Paula, I love you.

Ah, come on, give a guy a break, will you, huh?

So I made a mistake, big deal.

You don't kill a guy for making a little mistake, do you?

Hey, would somebody turn this monster off?

Come on.

Whoa!

Joe?

Joe, are you all right? Oh, Joe, I'm so sorry.

Are you hurt?

Nothing hurts. Believe me.

I finally found my ten.

What are you talking about? What's a ten?

You are.

-Ten times ten. -WOMAN: Aw!

[♪♪♪♪♪]

Oh, Mr. Roarke, the women's sports expo's

been a success beyond my wildest dreams.

-I can't thank you enough. -Oh, it was my pleasure.

And you're right about beauty

being in the eye of the beholder.

Just look at her.

Isn't she the loveliest eyeful you've ever seen?

-Oh, indeed. -Thank you, Mr. Roarke.

You're very welcome, Mr. Manning.

-Bye-bye. -Goodbye, Miss Santino.

-[♪♪♪♪♪] -[BIRDS CHIRPING]

Oh, Fancy, Fancy, how lovely you look.

I'm afraid Fantasy Island

is losing one of its loveliest flowers.

-Thank you. -Oh! And speaking of flowers.

For old time's sake.

For old time's sake.

I'll always love you, Mr. Roarke.

And I you, Fancy.

Be happy, huh?

Why, Lawrence, where have you been?

Excuse me, Sir, but I thought perhaps you'd prefer

to say your good-byes to Miss Fancy by yourself.

Oh, thank you. That was very thoughtful. Thank you.

A difficult thing this business of growing up, isn't it?

Yes. And what is most amazing is that

after all these years of human history,

everyone still has to make

their own mistakes along the way.

However, doesn't it add

a certain amount of excitement to it, sir?

Oh, indeed, it's what makes the whole game worth playing.

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