All language subtitles for Fantasy.Island.-.S01E08.-.Treasure.Hunt-Beauty.Contest.en

The plane! The plane!

Another day,
another dollar, hmm, boss?

Oh, must you always be
so mercenary, Tattoo?

I thought we decided to try
to cultivate our finer
instincts today, didn't we?

- Yes, but I changed my mind.
- What?

Today I decide to be selfish.
Why?

- Look at this beautiful island.
- Yes.

All our beautiful people
just waiting for those
strangers to arrive.

Waiting to serve them,
to make their dreams come true.

Well, why not, Tattoo?
Why not?

After all, our guests
pay extremely well
for that privilege.

Hmm. Some of them
pay a lot of money.

The others, you practically
give them their fantasies.

I give up. How can I ever
balance the books?

Tattoo-- Tattoo, I told you.
I only cut our price...

when I find their fantasies
either particularly deserving
or intriguing.

That's just what I mean, boss.
You give them their fantasies.

What about me? I have
some very intriguing fantasies.

- You, Tattoo?
- Do you wanna hear some?

Oh, of course.
You're making a joke.
[ Laughs ]

Very amusing, Tattoo.

A joke? What do you mean
by "a joke"?

Well, everyone knows that he
who works in a candy store...

has no desire for sweets.

I suppose that's Hemingway.

No. That, Tattoo,
is Roarke. Move.

[ Laughing, Chattering ]

Smiles, everyone. Smiles.

Oh, come on, Tattoo.

Let's see some sunshine
on that cherubic face of yours.

[ Sighs ]
Splendid.

Perhaps, just perhaps,
this may be the flight...

which brings
one of your fantasies to light.

- Really? Which one?
- In good time, Tattoo.
In good time.

Miss Sally Quinn.

The name doesn't
connote wonders, does it?

I never heard of her.
Neither has anyone else.

Since the age of six,
she's spent her life
removed from the real world...

in one strict boarding school
after another,
courtesy of her father.

She's a very pretty girl
to have been locked away
in school all those years.

Oh, she is that,
and she comes by her
good looks naturally, Tattoo.

It was just
24 years ago this month
that Sally's late mother...

was crowned the most
beautiful woman in the world.

And now she wants us
to try to help her follow
in her mother's footsteps.

In her mother's footsteps?
How?

Patience, patience.

Are they together?
They are indeed, Tattoo.
The men are business partners.

They own a small New York
advertising agency.

The first man,
Mr. James Defoe,
is creative director.

The other man
is Stuart Chambers.

It is he who goes out
and gets the accounts.

"Hustling" is the expression,
I believe.
And the lady?

Mrs. Chambers-- Andrea.

Andrea? A very pretty name
for a very pretty lady.

But what fantasy
could those three share?
A very common one, Tattoo.

A thirst for adventure
and money.

Money?
On Fantasy Island?

Treasure, Tattoo.
Pirate treasure.

[ Gasps ]
The lost treasure of Carvajal?

But, boss,
it's too dangerous.

The last time, you say
that no one will be allowed
to search for it again.

That was before these three
requested their fantasy.

What's so special about them?
The fact that one member
of this happy trio...

plans to commit a murder
before the weekend is over.

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

Welcome to Fantasy Island.

You must be famished
after your trip, Miss Quinn.

I hope you find something
to your liking.

It all looks great. Thanks.
It's just that I'm, um--

A bit nervous?

Ah, rest assured there's nothing
to be concerned about.

The contest will begin
as planned. Oh, in fact,

the other contestants
and the news media
from around the world...

have begun arriving at the north
end of the island and will be
transported here presently.

You'll meet them all later at
an informal press conference...

I've arranged for you
and all the other girls.

You make it sound so easy.

On Fantasy Island
everything is easy, Miss Quinn,

if I wish it to be.

You better eat now.
You'll need your strength
the next couple of days.

Thank you. You've
made me feel at home.
I'm glad.

You know, boss, I like that
girl you were talking to.
Mm-hmm.

She look nice.
Oh, yes.

But how can we help her
to follow in
her mother's footsteps?

Well-- I know you're
going to hate this, Tattoo,

but tomorrow we begin staging
the first annual Miss Fantasy
Island beauty pageant,

featuring 16 of the most
exquisitely beautiful girls
in the world.

- You don't mean that, boss.
- Don't I?

But how can this help
Miss Quinn?

Simple. Sally is
one of the contestants,
and in the end...

she will be crowned
the most beautiful of all:
queen of Fantasy Island.

Don't you see?
You mean the contest
is fixed?

I like the word
"predetermined."

- Fixed.
- Well, it's her fantasy,
Tattoo.

Ah, cheer up. Cheer up.
Maybe you can console
one of the losers.

Thank you.

I can't believe this.
I mean, three grown people...

out here on a-- a desert island
looking for buried treasure.

You sound skeptical,
Mrs. Chambers.

The treasure does exist,
I assure you.

And worth millions too.

You'll have to forgive
my wife, Mr. Roarke.

She's not a romantic.
Right, Jim?

Oh, she's as romantic
as any woman is these days.
Oh, thanks.

The, um, Carvajal map.

Study it carefully,
will you?

The pirate Carvajal,
scourge of the Caribbean.

Scourge?
Cutthroat, you mean.

He's literally correct.
Ah, when Carvajal buried
his treasure,

he buried four of his most
trusted men along with it
to guarantee their silence.

And don't forget
the curse, boss.

The curse? There's
a curse on it too? Oh.

Ah, not to be taken lightly,
Mrs. Chambers.

If the curse
is to be believed,

the same... greed
that drove Carvajal
to murder his own men...

will forever afterward plague
those who seek the prize.

You're serious about this,
aren't you?

Um, in your packs on the burro
you will find supplies
sufficient for three days.

Good luck
and, um, good hunting.
Excuse me.

All right.
What do we got?

Well, the map says
Devil's Peak is that way.
Well, let's do it.

[ Shutters Clicking ]
[ Man ]
Hold it, please.

Girls, together now.
Come on, big smiles.
Come on. Get it together.

[ Woman ]
Over here. Nice smile.

One more.
Look this way.

[ Man ]
Good, good. Wonderful.

[ Woman ]
Very nice. All right. In the
back, let's see those teeth.

You see, Tattoo,
life does have its rewards.

I'm beginning to believe it.

Ah, Tattoo, why don't you
mingle with our lovely guests
and make them feel welcome?

If you say so, boss.

[ Man ]
I want a good shot there.
Yeah, that's great.

How do you like your fantasy
so far, Miss Quinn?

Oh, it's exciting
and a little frightening.
Frightening? Why?

They're all beautiful.

Yes, exquisite.

And each one thinks
she has a chance.

Ah, tomorrow the first round
of judging begins.
Tomorrow?

And in the contest everything
will go just as you wish.

Well, you have fun.
Excuse me.

[ Man On P.A. ]
Ladies and gentlemen,
for the next half hour...

our beautiful contestants
will be available for individual
photographs or interviews.

After which will
be a special--

Whoo. My feet
are so sore.
[ Sighs ]

Oh, but wasn't it exciting?
All those people and cameras
and everything?

I can tell you we never
had anything like that
in Ben Bolt, Texas.

I reckon that must sound
pretty "hicky" to you,

being educated in schools
all around the world.

No. Believe me,
boarding schools aren't
all they're cracked up to be.

I was a little nervous myself.

Maybe, but you sure didn't
look nervous about whether
you were gonna win or lose.

Elaine, have you ever been
in a beauty contest before?
Sure.

Well, just hometown stuff.
This is my first big
international beauty contest.

Mine too. If you don't
mind me being too personal,
why did you enter?

[ Sighs ]
This could mean a lot to me.

A down payment
on a place for my folks.

A chance to travel
and see things...

and never have to work
in a cheesy five-and-dime
or greasy chili palace again...

and maybe even--

[ Sighs ]
Listen to me.

Actin' like
I'm the only one around.

I guess it means
a lot to you too.

Yeah. It does.

Anybody here have
some Vaseline? I've got some
photographers waiting.

- Here you go, honey.
- Oh, thanks.

Don't blind yourself.

Don't worry. I won't.

[ Chuckles ]
Who was that?

That was Shirl Dean,
and boy, does she spell trouble.

Trouble?
Didn't you see her?

She's won so many contests
they call her Miss Everything.

Then why does
she keep doing it?

Probably because she's afraid
there's nothin' else she can do.

Huh. Unless I miss my guess,
it's right up there.

Treasure's somewhere
on the other side in a cave.

[ Grunting ]

Here,
watch your step.

Give me your hand.

Whoo! We made it.

[ Defoe ]
Only made part of it.

We got a long way
to go yet.
Yeah.

Be careful, Andie.

[ Grunts ]
Watch it!

Watch out!
Help!

[ Defoe ]
Hang on.

[ Grunting ]

Come on, Stuart.
[ Groans ]

Pull. Here.
Watch it.

Aaah.

You okay?
Yeah.

How about you?
All right.

Tattoo.
Yes, boss?

When we resume our game
of Monopoly tonight,

after your first victory
in 2,736 games,

perhaps we should use
my dice, not yours.

What do you think?

Ah, sounds like
a wonderful idea, boss.

I'm glad you like it.
[ Dice Clatter ]

Mr. Quinn just arrived.

Sally's father.
Just in time.

Show him in, Tattoo.
Show him in.

Ah, Mr. Quinn,
I'm Mr. Roarke.
Welcome to Fantasy Island.

Ah, thank you. Thank you.
I must say your cable
was rather cryptic, Mr. Roarke.

My daughter's here
as part of a group of 16 girls.

That's right.
May I offer you
some scotch?

No, thank you.
I'd better
see Sally first.

Well, it's,
um, your brand.

And, um, I still
haven't answered your question.

I wasn't aware
that I asked you one.

Your daughter disappears
from a boarding school
in Switzerland...

and a week later turns up
on a tropical island,

and you are not interested
in how or why she came here?

Not interested? I've been
out of my mind for a week,

ever since the school
called me and told me
that Sally had disappeared.

I've had half the police forces
of the world looking for her.

Of course I wanna know
why she's here.

Well, then may I suggest,
Mr. Quinn, you finish your drink
and follow me.

[ Man ]
Well, the tension
is really mounting...

here on our first day of judging
of the Miss Fantasy Island
beauty pageant.

We've already selected
three of our five finalists,

so we're coming now
to finalist number four.

And finalist number four
is... Elaine Benson.

[ Applause ]

She's our delightful
Elaine Benson,
finalist number four.

Now we come
to the last finalist.

Of course, all of
these girls are beautiful--
everything a girl should be.

But only one of them--
one girl more--

- will make the list
as finalist---
- What is this?

for queen of Fantasy Island
competition tomorrow.

Which one is it going to be?
I tell you, the suspense
is killing me.

I'm sure
it's doing the same to you.
Here we go then.

Our last finalist then,
Miss Sally Quinn.

[ Applause ]

- [ Man Shouting ]
- What's this?
Some kind of joke?

Oh, I assure you, all the
contestants are quite serious,
including your daughter.

I absolutely forbid it.
She must withdraw
from the contest right now.

Well, I'm afraid the choice
is not yours, Mr. Quinn.

Sally came here and entered
this contest on her own, and
she is of legal age, isn't she?

Sally. Sally?

[ Man ]
I want a good shot there.
Yeah, that's great.

Oh, wonderful.
Yeah.

Well, that's not half bad,
Andie. Not half bad at all.

Well, I'm just a wonder.

Of course,
you did have my best meal:
canned beans and franks.

Well, you are a wonder.

Thanks.
She's the best.
Isn't she, Jim?

Absolutely. Mm-hmm.
She's a good sport too.

Come here with a couple of
overage Boy Scouts, chasin'
after lost pirate's treasure.

Now wait-- Wait a second.
Wait a second. I didn't
exactly volunteer, darling.

You did have to drag me here
kicking and screaming, remember?

Yeah, well, you won't be sorry
when we find the, um, jewels and
the gold doubloons.

Oh, those gold doubloons.

Yeah. Five million, they say,
Carvajal buried. Five million.

But look it-- Stu, you act
as if nobody has ever looked
for this treasure before,

these so-called doubloons.

[ Chuckles ]
They failed. We won't.

Big-city girl here.
She doesn't believe
in anything she can't see.

Hmph. You know, that's
your trouble, Andrea.

Your imagination
doesn't extend beyond
Bloomingdale's next sale.

Ho-ho-ho.
[ Chuckles ]

Hey, um, remember last month
when I was stuck in Muncie
for three days?

Mm-hmm.
Ah, well, you want
some real excitement,

you try Muncie, Indiana
for three days.

I, um, missed my pretty
lady here so much,

I, um, called her
at 3:00 in the mornin'.

No answer.
You want a real scare?

You, um-- You try callin' home
at 3:00 a.m.
from Muncie, Indiana.

Wife not answerin' the phone.

Stu, I told you.
I unplugged the phone.
Now we've been over this before.

Look, I'm just tryin'
to tell you, sweetheart,
how much I love you.

Well, I, um--
I think I'll go get some wood.

No, I'll go.
It's my turn.

He doesn't believe me
about the phone.

Oh, no. That's foolish.

[ Sighs ]
Do you believe me?

Of course I do, dummy.

Thanks.
For what?

[ Continues, Indistinct ]

To your health.

[ Tattoo ]
Balloon!
The balloon is here!

I hope Mr. Milbank is satisfied.

[ Laughter, Chattering ]

Ah, Mr. Roarke, I really did it.
You made my fantasy come true.

I really did go
around the world in 80 days.

It looks like you had fun.

I had a wonderful time, Tattoo.

There's so many things
I want to talk to you about.
I'm so excited.

When can I take
my next Jules Verne adventure,
Mr. Roarke?

Well, as soon as you and your
assistant, Sam, are rested
and ready, Mr. Milbank.

Come along, Sam.

Let us not dillydally.
Go right ahead, Sam.

[ Chuckles ]
Yeah.

Sally?

I, um-- I thought you'd be
coming through here again.

Hello, Daddy.
I was hoping we wouldn't
have to meet quite yet.

That's quite obvious.

Now that we have,
I want you to end
this foolishness.

I want you to go
back to your room
and pack your things,

and I'll arrange for us to be
on the first flight out of here.

No. It's not your choice whether
I stay or leave anymore.

Isn't it?
Whose choice is it?

Mine! You can't
order me around anymore!

I'm 19, grown-up.

You call this behavior
grown-up?

No, it's not only
not grown-up, Sally.

It's vain and impetuous
and most of all thoughtless to
the people who care about you.

Is that what you told Mother
all those years ago...

when you met her
in the beauty contest
she had entered?

That's different.
Is it?

Yeah.
How?

I want you to get packed and
be ready to leave in an hour.

No.

What was that?
I don't think I heard you.

I said no. I'm not leaving
until this contest is over.

Sally, I'm your father.

[ Roarke ]
Since when?

What was that?

I asked since when
have you been her father?

Oh, I know you've
spent money on Sally.

But can you remember
the last time you hugged her
or kissed her?

This is none of your business,
Mr. Roarke.
I'm afraid it is, Mr. Quinn.

It became so when I
promised Sally her fantasy.

I love my daughter.
You don't understand.

Oh, but I do understand.
I understand you very well,
Mr. Quinn.

I also understand
your daughter--

a girl who saved her allowances
for who knows how long
just to enter a beauty contest.

Well, then if you
understand so much,
tell me, why did she do it?

Why, indeed.
Has it occurred to you...

that the only person
you cared for in your life
was Sally's mother,

and she was a beauty
contest winner?

- Nonsense.
- Perhaps.

But to a child growing up,
things aren't always
as they are to adults.

Are you saying
she's done this all for me?

Just so that I could
pay her some attention?

Your daughter's real fantasy
was to regain your love
and affection.

Why don't you try to fulfill
that fantasy, Mr. Quinn?

Oh, um, the contestants
have the afternoon off.

I think you might find
a walk along the, um, lagoon
rather pleasant.

Thank you, Mr. Roarke.
Thank you very much.

[ Shutter Clicking ]

Oops. We're-- I think
we're hung up on something.
Yeah.

What?

Oh, wait. Let me just
get one more picture.
Come on. Come on, now.

Wait a minute.
Wait a minute.
Let me check it out.

Are you going in?
What is it now?

[ Andrea ]
Oh, wait a second.

- Ah. Oh, boy. It's mud.
- [ Andrea ]
Can I do something?

- [ Chambers ] No, that's
all right. Can you feel it?
- Yeah.

- Stuart, Jim.
There's an alligator.
- Where?

Right over there.
[ Chambers ]
I'm stuck!

Get the gun. It's loaded.
It's already cocked. Shoot.
Just shoot at the alligator.

[ Screams ]
Hold on!

Ah! Help me. Help.

Get her in.

Come on.
Help me, Jim.

Stu, hurry. There's
an alligator right out there.

Aaah. Oh.

Oh. The pack!

Thanks.
Forget it.

Any time.
Any time at all.

Hey, um, tell me,
old chum,

dear friend,
business associate--

Just for, um,
a second or two when--

when it looked like I might
be that alligator's breakfast,

did the thought
of sole ownership of the agency
enter your mind?

[ Sighs ]

Ah, just for
the briefest moment...

did you think of maybe
lettin' my... hand slip away?

Oh, Stuart.

I'm gonna imagine that you're--
that you're makin' a joke,
old buddy.

Besides, I need you, at least
until we find the treasure.

Yeah, but me outta the way,
it's not a bad idea, is it? Huh?

Is it, darling?
Oh, Stuart.

Mr. Roarke asked me
to see you.

I'm pleased you came.

I won't quit the contest.

You won't have to now.
Not anymore.

I think I know what it
means to you now.

It's just that it's
a great opportunity for me.
I mean, if I won.

I know, Sally.
I think it's wonderful.

Sally, I'm not very good
at making apologies.

I guess... I'm not any better
expressing my love...

with those
whom I care most about.

But if I neglected to show you
my love, please forgive me.

[ Sniffles ]
Daddy.

[ Sniffles ]
If you want me to,
I'll withdraw from the contest.

Now that is the nicest thing
you could have said to me,

but I won't let you,
now that I know
what it means to you.

Not only do I want you
in that contest,
I want you to win it--

[ Chuckles ]
and win it big
for the both of us.

Oh, I've got
such plans, Sally.

It'll be just like
it was with your mother.

Your picture
all over the world.

You'll make me the proudest
father you've ever seen.

Wait.
Stop, stop, stop.

Here. Let me take that
for a while.

I never said it was
gonna be easy, you know.

Hey, you guys, ah--

I'm sorry about what happened
back there on the raft.

I, um-- I didn't mean it.
I guess I was a little scared,
you know?

[ Sighs ]

Well, come on.
Let's move on.

- To where, Stu?
- Devil's Peak.

We're lost, Stu. We don't even
have a compass. It went
overboard with your backpack.

What are we gonna do,
walk around in circles?

I agree with Jim.
Why don't we just go back?
No way.

- We've come this far.
We're goin' all the way.
- Gonna go where all the way?

How do we find Devil's Peak?

Well, we're not gonna find it
standin' around here.

[ Sighs ]
Come on.

[ Door Opens ]

Ah, Miss Quinn.
Won't you please come in?

To what do we owe this pleasure?
Please, won't you sit down?

I'd like to withdraw
from the contest.

Withdraw? Why?

I think you know why.

The fantasy's over.

You were right about
my true motives trying to get
my father's attention.

Then your father
has responded to your fantasy.
Oh, I'm so happy for you.

I don't think
she's so happy, boss.

My father has responded
with attention, Mr. Roarke,

only it's not as easy
as I thought.

I mean, I don't know
if he really loves me...

or if he just wants me
to be famous like my mother was.

He really loved her,
you know?

And maybe he just wants me
to replace her.

Oh, that's a harsh judgment
to place on your father.

But he keeps talking
about Mother,

saying how this contest
will be just like it was then.

Like he's trying
to relive it all.

Quite a dilemma.

And, um, your solution
is to withdraw?
Yes.

Do you realize just how much
you and your father
are really alike?

What do you mean?

Well, you both have the same
solution to problems--
to run and hide from the world.

[ Sighs, Sniffles ]

I thought it was gonna be
so easy-- the contest,
my winning, my father.

My dear Miss Quinn,

life and human emotions
are rarely that simple.

You think I should stay
in the contest.

Oh, I think
you should face life...

and deal with this
as it comes as best you can.

The other girls--

This contest really means
so much to them too.

It's not fair that
this is fixed for me to win.

You have learned a great deal
this evening.

From now on, the
Miss Fantasy Island contest...

is no longer f--
um, predetermined.

If you win it now,
it will be strictly on your own.

Just as my mother did.

If you win it, it will be
just as your mother did.

[ Chuckles ]
That's right.

Straight ahead.
Be careful.

Watch where
you put your hands.
Stay close to the wall.

I'm watching.
I'm watching.
Easy now.

Careful.
[ Chambers ]
Don't look down.

I can't help it.
That's it.

Careful.

Get a good handhold.

[ Screams ]
I got you.

Relax. Take it easy.
[ Andrea ]
Oh, my God.

You got her?

Reach for a handhold.

Andrea, I told you.
You gotta hug the wall.

All right.

You okay?

[ Grunts ]
That's it.

[ Gasps ]
Oh.

They could have been killed.

Need I remind you, Tattoo,
there are no guarantees
on Fantasy Island.

Our guests
take their chances.

But, boss,
that's not good for business.

But at least they are
closer to the treasure now.

Yes, and now they approach
their greatest danger.

They must face
their own greed.

[ Grunts, Sighs ]
[ Shouts, Laughs ]

Look at the size
of that cave.
That's awesome.

[ Andrea ]
This has gotta be it.

It looks--
This is the place.

Incredible.
Yeah.

Incredible.
Don't you go in
there, Andrea.

Why?

Because I don't believe
the treasure is just sitting
in there waiting for us.

So let Jim and I...
go in and check
it out first, huh?

[ Sighs ]
Oh, come on, you guys.
Be a good girl.

Well, you better
come back out after me.
Whatever.

All right. Be careful.

[ Sighs ]

Well, let's take
a look here.

[ Sighs ]

Yeah. Got a couple
of choices here.

It's that way or that way.

What do you think?
Let's try that way?
Yeah.

Hey, Jim. Come here.
What do you got?

Look at this.
I think we found somethin'.
It's a booby trap.

[ Creaking ]

Huh.
Come on.
Just be careful.

Oh, boy.
Look what we found.
Come on, Jim.

[ Grunts ]

Pay dirt.

It's true.
It's-- It's real. It--

[ Laughs ]
We're rich, man.

It's like a dream
come true.

Yeah. If we can only
get it back to--
to civilization with it.

Ah. Come on. Let's
get this outta here.

Yeah, yeah.

Okay. You push,
I'll pull.

[ Both Grunting ]

Can you imagine
the expression on Andie's face
when she sees this?

What did you stop for?

I know all about you
and Andrea.

I've known about you two
for a long time.

Me and Andie? What the hell
are you talkin' about?

Nothing goin' on
between me and Andie.
There never was.

You're a liar.

Now you got a wife
that loves you a lot, buddy boy,

and the sad thing is
you don't deserve it.

You're in my way.

[ Yelps ]

[ Rumbling ]

[ Groaning ]
Stu.

[ Panting ]

Stu?

For God's sake, Stuart.
Help me.

This whole place
is collapsing.

I take time to help you,
I'll lose the chest.

[ Panting ]
You're not gonna let me die.

[ Rocks Clattering ]

Are you crazy?
Help me.

[ Moans ]
[ Grunts ]

Stuart! Jimmy!
Where are you?

Wait.
[ Screams ]

Jimmy!

Over my shoulders.
There you go.

Other one. Okay. Okay.

[ Rumbling Continues ]

Stuart?

Stuart!

Stu, are you all--

Can't see. Move some
of this. Get out of there.
Are you all right?

[ Grunting ]

- Jimmy, are you all right?
- I'm all right.

I got you.
I got you.

[ All Coughing ]

[ Pants, Groans ]

[ Coughs ]
Are you gonna be
all right?

Yeah. I think so.
Hey, um, sorry.

That's all right, buddy.
That's all right.

I'm sorry
for everything.

Yeah.

[ Emcee ]
Well, ladies and gentlemen.

Here it is, another
beautiful afternoon,

and here we are
at the final judging...

for the Miss Fantasy Island
beauty queen.

And we have
five lovely young ladies,

but only one of our finalists
can be picked to reign
as queen of beauty.

Now take a good look
at them, everybody.

You think you can choose
which one it'll be?

How about our judges?
I wonder if they've
been able to choose.

Have you, judges?
Are you ready?

May I have
the envelopes, please?

Well, here they are.
The queen and her court.

And let me point out
that in her court here...

there will be three runners-up
and not four.

So our third runner-up is...

Mary Ann Davis.

[ Applause ]

Our second runner-up.
A lovely choice,
Miss Nina Connors.

[ Applause ]

And now let's see what decision
the judges have made
on our first runner-up.

Our first runner-up is...

Miss Shirl Dean.

[ Applause ]

Lovely young lady.

And now the moment
we've all been waiting for.

The big moment.

Who is going to be
Miss Fantasy Isle?

Who will be
the queen of beauty?

Who will be the most
beautiful girl in the world?

Here it is.

Miss Elaine Benson.

[ Yells, Laughs ]

[ Laughing ]

Yes, Elaine Benson
is our queen.

Put this here
and crown you.

Now there you have it,
ladies and gentlemen.

I'm so sorry.
I know you must feel terrible.

About the contest?
Not really.

Least not as much as you do.

All those pictures,
the publicity, your plans.

Maybe if you hurry
you can still sign up Elaine.

Is that all you think
I'm interested in?

I don't know.

I just know--
I guess it was crazy
for me to even ever try.

I'll never be
what Mother was.

I know that, sweetheart.
I know that now.

And I loved your mother
very much.

But she's gone.

I guess I was
unable to face that
until coming here.

But I love you very much--
for yourself.

And if you
give me a chance,

I'd like to spend a great part
of the rest of my life
proving it to you.

[ Gasps ]

She'll probably ask for her
money back. We failed, boss.

Did we?

Did we?

I wanna thank you
for everything.
It was our pleasure.

Say, um--
[ Clears Throat ]
How much was the treasure worth?

Does it matter,
Mr. Chambers?

No. No, it doesn't.
Not now.

Well, thank you.
You're welcome.

Mr. Roarke.

Your share of
the Carvajal treasure.

Thank you.
You're most welcome.

I don't get it, boss.
They end up with nothing.

On the contrary, Tattoo.

They end up with a great deal.
A very great deal.

[ Laughing ]

Well, you and your father
seem happy now, Miss Quinn.

I almost made
a terrible mistake.

Not as bad a mistake
as I've been making.

Thank you. Thank you both
for the best fantasy of all--

reality.

You know, boss,
I like stories
with a happy ending.

It seems to me that
today on Fantasy Island...

more than one fantasy
has had a happy ending.

Thank God.

Indeed.