[THEME MUSIC PLAYING]
[TOLLING]
The plane! The plane!
[CHATTERING]
- Good morning, boss.
- Good morning, Tattoo.
[GIRLS GIGGLING]
ROARKE: Smiles, everyone. Smile.
[HAWAIIAN MUSIC PLAYING]
TATTOO: Who is she, boss?
ROARKE: Miss Andrea
Barclay from St. Louis, Missouri.
She's come to Fantasy
Island hoping to begin
a long and illustrious
career in musicals.
TATTOO: Oh, is she an actress?
ROARKE: She not only acts,
she dances and sings, too.
Then, what's the problem?
ROARKE: She's
never really been able
to perform on stage, Tattoo.
You see, Miss Barclay suffers
from a paralyzing
case of stage fright.
It's so bad that she's
on the brink of giving
up her dream entirely.
So, this weekend we'll
either make or break
a promising career that
has not yet even begun.
TATTOO: That guy
looks kind of jumpy, boss.
He has reason to
be jumpy, Tattoo.
His name is...
Jimmy Jordan.
Jimmy Jor...
Jimmy Jordan?
TATTOO: The famous rock singer
who got k*lled in
a car accident?
Well, that's what he
wants everyone to think.
You see, while giving a concert
in Las Vegas two nights ago,
he inadvertently witnessed
a gangland execution.
And the man he
saw holding the g*n
is the most powerful figure
in the world of organized crime.
A man who will stop at
nothing to make sure that
Jimmy Jordan doesn't
live to testify against him.
You mean, he's
running from the mob?
I'm afraid so, yes.
Does he have a fantasy?
Isn't it obvious, Tattoo?
The man wants to stay alive.
"Does he have a fantasy?"
My dear guests,
I am Mr. Roarke, your host.
Welcome to Fantasy Island.
ANDREA: Is anybody here?
Mr. Roarke?
♪ They say that
falling in love ♪
♪ Is wonderful ♪
♪ It's wonderful ♪
♪ So they tell me ♪
♪ I can't... ♪
Oh, please, go on, Miss Barclay.
Yes, it was beautiful.
I can't continue.
That's my problem.
When I'm alone, I'm great.
I think.
But the minute I see
people out there...
watching me,
I... I just...
I fall apart.
Maybe the problem is
you're trying too hard.
Well, I just get so
nervous and self-conscious
whenever I get on a stage.
What am I to do?
Trust the boss.
He's the only one who can
make your fantasy come true.
Can you, Mr. Roarke?
Can you make it come true?
Oh, yes.
Yes, Miss Barclay,
I can provide the
opportunity for you
to conquer your shyness
and prove yourself
on the stage if you...
will try very hard to
have faith in yourself.
Oh, I... I will, Mr. Roarke.
You just give me
the toughest
audience you can find.
ROARKE: The...
toughest audience
I can find?
Yes...
Tattoo, the lights, please.
Yes, boss.
Now, Miss Barclay,
imagine you are already
the famous actress
you want to be.
Feel the confidence
flowing through you.
Now, boss?
[MOUTHING] Now.
M... Mr. Roarke?
You've made a terrible mistake.
This isn't a theater.
And it's not my fantasy.
Mr. Roarke?
ANNOUNCER: [ON TV]
This film sh*t in concert
last month in Denver
shows Jimmy Jordan at
the height of his career.
A career that ended
tragically yesterday
when his car plunged off
a cliff and into the ocean
near Point Dume in California.
[AUDIENCE CHEERING]
♪ Ain't got no
trouble in my life ♪
♪ No foolish dreams
to make me cry ♪
♪ I'm never
frightened or worried ♪
♪ I know I'll always get by ♪
♪ I heat up and I cool down ♪
♪ When something
gets in my way ♪
♪ I go around it ♪
Jimmy Jordan, a man
with an abundance of
fame, fortune and talent
lived a life filled
with applause.
Now, he's lost.
This...
[SIGHS]
Look at that.
Except for my business manager,
you two are the only
ones who know I'm alive.
It's got to stay that way, too.
Oh, Lordy, why me?
Why did I have to
witness a m*rder?
Uh, I was...
I was between sets
when I observed the k*lling.
I've been so busy
running for my life,
I haven't had a chance
to change clothes.
Naturally.
Uh, did you tell the
police what you saw?
Oh, yes, I called
them right away.
Didn't tell them who I
was, but I called them.
Naturally, they
wanted me to testify.
They offered me police
protection, too, but...
when I asked them
what about after I testify,
they said...
"We can't guarantee anything."
Huh, that's terrific.
So, I hung up the telephone
without telling them who I was,
drove my car out to Point Dume,
put it in gear and sent it...
over the cliff.
Goodbye, Jimmy Jordan.
[SIGHING] Goodbye.
So, the mob would think
you're out of the way.
Exactly.
Only my business manager,
who knows everything,
heard that there are
two hoods looking for me
to make sure I'm really dead.
One of them is a
missing persons expert,
and the other
one is an assassin.
You don't think that...
they could trace
me to Fantasy Island,
do you, Mr. Roarke?
How good are you at
handling bad news, Mr. Jordan?
Is that them?
JIMMY: What am I gonna do?
I believe a new
identity is in order.
Which means we
have to do something
about his appearance, too.
Ah.
Yes...
Yes, indeed.
Little conservative, isn't it?
I feel clean.
Where exactly am I
supposed to be, Mr. Roarke?
-Mr. Roarke, hello. -Hello.
- You found someone.
- Yes, I believe I have.
Good.
Miss Buchanan, may I
present your new butler.
MICHELLE: Hello.
Oh, I'm gonna k*ll
that Mr. Roarke.
Oh, Miss Barclay,
we were waiting
for your entrance.
Well, you can deal me out.
Mr. Roarke, I've been
hiking for five miles to get here
and I don't even
know where here is.
You are in Langtry,
Texas, Miss Barclay.
And this is the
Jersey Lilly Saloon.
I... I was expecting
Broadway or Hollywood.
[CLATTERING]
ROARKE: You did request
the toughest audience
I could find, didn't you?
Yes, but I...
I meant critically,
not barroom brawlers.
Nevertheless,
there's your stage
and this is your chance to
prove that you can perform
in front of a tough audience
when you audition
for that role in
Annie Get Your g*n.
If you can make it here,
you can make it anywhere.
You could say that again.
-[MAN GRUNTING] -[CRASHING]
♪ Oh, my darling ♪
♪ Oh, my darling ♪
♪ Oh, my darling ♪
♪ Oh, my darling, Clementine ♪
♪ Thou art lost and
gone forever... ♪
Young lady, I'm
gonna have to ask you
to step down from there, now.
Was I that bad?
I said now!
Now, you're new in town,
so I'm gonna give you
a little piece of advice.
Well, Mr. Roarke said...
Mr. Roarke?
Nobody gets up on that stage
unless they're tired of living.
Now, if you're
still in mind to sing,
go right ahead...
from down here.
No call to be scared, gal,
just because Judge Roy
Bean said you could sing.
Judge Roy Bean?
The hanging judge?
That's right.
The only law west of the Pecos.
MICHELLE: Our
place in San Francisco
was much larger.
- It's very nice. Very nice.
- Thank you.
[PLAYS PIANO]
Do you play?
I used to.
Who's this in the picture?
My stepmother and my father.
I like the moustache.
It did make him look
dashing, didn't it?
I was speaking of hers.
Oh. This looks
like Taylor's work.
Taylor?
Taylor?
What happened to your
real mother? Divorce?
No. She d*ed ten years ago.
Sorry.
Taylor,
are you responsible for this?
Just the moustache.
Taylor?
Give me a break, Michelle.
Two minutes after father d*ed,
she and half her
estate were out the door.
TAYLOR: You hate
her just as much as I do.
MICHELLE: That's not the point.
What if someone at the
party tomorrow had seen this?
What would they think?
Don't worry, I'll be a good
little sister and erase it
before your fiancé
and his parents come.
Who is this guy?
MICHELLE: I'm
sorry. Cassie, Taylor,
this is our new
butler, Mister...
Godfrey.
Where have I seen you before?
You can ask silly
questions later.
Right now, I want both
of you to go shopping.
Come on, Godfrey, I'll show
you the rest of the house
and then you can drive them.
Ladies.
He's kind of cute.
I think I'll have
an affair with him.
Taylor?
It's very chic
to become sexually involved
with your butler nowadays.
If you would watch the
soaps, you would know that.
I just wanna know
why he looks so familiar.
ANDREA: [TEARFULLY]
Here I am in this stupid fantasy
and I still can't sing.
[SNIFFLES] Hang
me, I deserve it.
There's nothing for
me to live for anyway.
- Oh, stop talking that way.
- [SOBBING]
A pretty young filly like you
has got everything to live for.
You don't understand.
It was my first, last
and only chance
to make it on the stage.
And I'm a failure.
-[SNIFFLING] -Here.
You didn't sound...
too bad from what
I heard anyway.
Well, if you liked it,
why did you yank
me off the stage?
Oh, oh, now,
[STUTTERING] it wasn't
nothing personal, Miss...
Excuse me, what's your name?
Andrea Barclay.
Well, now listen up, Andrea.
I built that stage
out there special.
Built it for the woman I love.
And only the woman I
love will ever sing there.
Miss Lillie Langtry,
the most beautiful,
the most talented,
the most gracious
lady in all the world.
She'll be here in a couple
hours on the afternoon stage.
I've been waiting
two years on this.
Two years?
Yeah. [SIGHING]
And I'm as nervous as
a fat hog at a barbecue.
[CHUCKLES LIGHTLY]
Hey.
I want to be dressed real
nice when she gets here.
You think this will do?
It's very nice.
She's a very lucky woman.
[SIGHS]
If a man felt that
way about me, I...
I'd be so proud.
That's why I've got to make
a good impression on her.
This is my first,
last, and only chance
to show Miss Lillie how
much I really love her.
But the fact is,
I ain't got a hell
of a lot of class.
My manners could
use some polishing.
You probably just
need a little coaching.
Well, there's one other thing.
I wanna have a nice
speech all ready for her
when she steps
down off that stage.
I tried to write something down.
But the truth is,
I can't hardly read,
much less write.
Of course, the boys out
there, they don't know that.
Maybe I could write it for you
and you could memorize it
and you can pretend to read it.
No one would know,
except you and me.
You're a real lady, Miss Andrea.
If I didn't love Miss
Lillie so much...
Let's go to work on that speech.
Excuse me.
Oh, thanks, Tattoo.
CASSIE: Now, come on,
where did Godfrey come from?
Who is he? How come
he looks so familiar?
I don't know. Um...
To me a butler is a butler.
Excuse me, I've got to go.
[SIGHING] Tattoo, I know
you're hiding something.
Cassie, why do you have to
be such a pain in the neck?
Hey, there. Ho,
there. Hi, there.
[SNAPS FINGERS]
Are you talking to me?
Oh, I think I just found
the best-looking
girl in the place.
Oh, I'm really very flattered,
but I didn't come
here to get picked up.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
I just wanna talk
a little, that's all.
Come on, now, be nice.
She is being nice.
I would have
told you to butt out
the first time you
opened your mouth.
You know, uh, you two
make one hell of a couple.
You sit there and feed your face
and Miss high and mighty
here sits and feeds her ego.
Huh!
You did that on purpose.
Man, I ought to knock your...
Go ahead. She's a black belt.
Come on, Taylor,
show him your stuff.
Wait, wait a minute.
Just, just hold everything.
If these people wanted v*olence,
they'd be home
watching the news, right?
Cassie, Taylor, get your
things, we're going home.
Oh, Godfrey.
Cassie, get in the car.
That masterful tone
of voice you're using
really turns me on.
Have a, uh...
Have a nice day.
Hey, come over here a second.
That guy who just
left with the girls,
tell me about him.
[BAND PLAYING MUSIC]
DRIVER: Whoo! [URGING HORSES]
Whoo!
Whoo!
As Justice of the Peace,
and the only law
west of the Pecos,
I am privileged to welcome you,
the fairest flower of this
great and beautiful land.
[MEN LAUGHING]
[MUSIC STOPS]
Well, it looks like you've
been stood up, Roy.
[CACKLING]
MAN: You see old Roy's face?
I'm sorry, Roy.
I've been made a fool
of in front of my friends.
Men I've known for years.
Men who've respected me.
It's something I'm likely
never to be able to live down.
I'm glad you're back.
Write something on this
piece of paper for me, okay.
Cassie, would you open the door?
One of my hobbies is
analyzing handwriting.
Cassie, I'm busy, would
you open the door?
You're always busy.
Just do it now, please.
What do you want me to write?
Um, write,
"It's okay to be a
-year-old in love,"
and then sign your name.
Okay to...
It is okay to be a
-year-old in love, isn't it?
Would you open the door, please?
-[DOORS CREAKING] -Thank you.
CASSIE: Jimmy.
Why is the
restaurant billing us?
I mean, he did all the damage?
Taylor, I want you to promise me
you won't do anything
embarrassing like that
at the party tomorrow.
All right.
If any of your
fiancé’s dorky relatives
try to hit on me,
I promise to be nice.
For at least five seconds.
Taylor, I'm ordering
you to behave.
TAYLOR: Stop trying to be Daddy.
He's gone and he left you
just as alone and screwed
up as me and Cassie.
TAYLOR: So, you're
the oldest, so big deal.
One look at that turkey
you're getting
engaged to tomorrow
proves that you
don't have the brains
to boss around a kumquat.
She, uh...
she didn't mean that,
you know, not, not really.
No, she's right.
My fiancé is a turkey.
I'm only marrying
him for his money.
He's so rich, it's disgusting.
And you're not?
Rich, not disgusting.
Oh, we won't be much longer.
My father's corporation
has been going downhill
ever since he d*ed.
Looks like bankruptcy
is inevitable.
There are worse
things than bankruptcy.
In the hospital,
just before he d*ed,
my father made me promise
I'd see to it that the
three of us stayed together
until Cassie was .
He wanted more
than anything for her
to have a happy childhood.
Marrying money is the only
way I can keep my promise
and be sure we'll stay
together as a family.
You sure your father'd want
you to marry someone you...
you didn't love?
I don't know what else to do.
Listen, I don't want
my sisters to know
what I just told you.
It wouldn't do any good.
Besides, there must be
something about Charles Winslow IV
I can learn to love.
He can't be a total geek.
JUDGE: I was a
damn fool to think
Lillie Langtry would step foot
in a one-horse dust
bowl of a town like this.
Well, it's not your fault
she didn't show up.
Yeah, but I've been
bragging about knowing her
for two years.
sh**ting off my
mouth to the boys.
Fact is, I only saw
her once in Denver.
Fetch me another
bottle, will you?
I feel like getting
rip-snorting drunk.
[ROARKE SIGHS]
Mr. Roarke?
How...
What are you doing here?
Oh, just checking to see
how your fantasy's
progressing, Miss Barclay.
-[CHUCKLES] Lousy. -Really?
But I can live with it.
Good.
What I'd really like
to do is help Roy.
[SIGHS] You see, he's
in love with Lillie Langtry
and he's broken hearted
because she didn't show up.
Miss Barclay, a woman should
be more than an illusion to a man.
She should be someone
with whom he can talk,
with whom he can spend time.
Perhaps if Mr. Bean
were to know how
you feel about him,
how concerned you
are about his happiness
to the total exclusion of
your own, then maybe...
I've tried talking to him,
but it's no use.
There are times when a song...
is more meaningful
than spoken words.
You think that I should sing
right here and now?
But what about my stage fright?
Courage and love
go hand in hand, Miss Barclay.
By now I am certain
you have found all the...
courage you need.
Well...
I guess I can give it a try.
♪ Oh, my darling ♪
♪ Oh, my darling ♪
♪ Oh, my darling, Clementine ♪
♪ Thou art lost
and gone forever ♪
♪ Dreadful sorry, Clementine ♪
♪ In a cavern, in a canyon ♪
♪ Excavating for a mine ♪
♪ Dwelt a miner ♪
♪ Forty-niner ♪
♪ And his daughter Clementine ♪
-♪ Oh, my darling...
♪ -She's here!
Lillie's here!
LILLIE: So, this is
the Jersey Lilly Saloon
in Langtry, Texas.
Doesn't it just take
your breath away?
Permanently.
And you must be Judge Roy Bean.
LILLIE: And I see you
have a little singer, too.
[STUTTERING]
Oh, no, Miss Lillie,
I mean, she sings just
fine for a small-town girl,
but... nobody in the world
could ever be compared to you.
Well, he's right.
When you think of it...
I'm nothing.
- JIMMY: You rang?
- Where have you been?
I've been buzzing you for hours.
I have...
I'm a big Jimmy Jordan fan.
He was great, wasn't he?
You wanna know what
Jimmy Jordan looks like
if you trace his picture,
erase his beard and
draw in short hair?
You.
I don't see the resemblance.
And you want to know
how you signed your name
when you were too busy to
think about what you were doing?
"Jimmy."
Which means that you...
Which means that my
middle name is James.
Godfrey, I've been
looking all over for you.
- [JIMMY GROANS]
- Taylor, guess what?
Godfrey is really Jimmy Jordan.
Come on, Cassie,
the man has his faults,
but rigor mortis
isn't one of them.
[SIGHS] Don't you understand,
he's only faking being dead.
Nobody wants to listen to
your adolescent fantasies.
[SIGHS]
I'm sure Godfrey has
other fantasies in mind.
Do you like?
[COUGHS] I, uh...
see if Michelle needs
any help in the...
kitchen.
I take it back.
Maybe he is dead.
JUDGE: You sure
gave me quite a scare
when you didn't show up
on the afternoon
stage, Miss Lillie.
I thought you
weren't coming at all.
[SIGHS] Well, I dislike public
conveyances, Judge Bean.
Oh, I didn't cause you any
undue embarrassment, did I?
Oh, no, no, no. Not at
all, Miss Lillie. No. No.
Uh, do you... Do you
like your dressing room?
Like it?
It's splendid.
I must admit
that you are the most ardent
admirer I've had in a long time.
Even if you did spell
my name wrong outside.
Actually, I am very flattered.
Oh, no.
I'm the one who's
flattered, Miss Lillie.
I can't wait to hear you
sing out there tomorrow.
I built that stage just for you.
Sing? Tomorrow?
Oh.
Well, I'm afraid that's
out of the question.
You see, I'm on my
way to San Francisco
to appear in a play.
I'm going to be there
in a week for rehearsals.
I simply can't afford
to spare any time.
But the whole town will
be turning out to see you.
It would be something
they'd never forget.
I know I never would.
I'm sorry,
it's simply impossible.
You do understand?
Of course, you do.
Judge Bean?
You've got to do
something. The piano player
- says he's leaving.
- He hasn't even played yet.
You're the piano player.
-You got it, pal. -Hmm.
MAN: And you
can bet I'm leaving.
If I'd known this alleged
lady here was your sister,
I'd have never shown
up in the first place.
He won't play unless
Taylor apologizes,
and Taylor won't apologize,
and the Winslows will
be here any minute,
and unless we have
live music for the party,
the whole party will be a flop.
Oh, what's the use.
Everything's ruined.
I never could do anything right.
I know who can play and sing.
-For God's sake who? -Godfrey.
[SOBBING] Oh, Cassie,
this is no time for games.
Cassie, don't be ridiculous.
Look, you like
Michelle. I know you do.
Are you just gonna stand
there and let her cry?
[MICHELLE SOBBING]
Cassie, you don't understand.
I understand fine.
You know, you
really are a creep.
You know, I really do
a wonderful Jimmy
Jordan impression.
[WHISPERING] Piano.
Piano playing butler.
[PEOPLE SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]
[PIANO PLAYING]
♪ Ain't got no
trouble in my life ♪
♪ No foolish dreams
to make me cry ♪
♪ I'm never
frightened or worried ♪
♪ I know I'll always get by ♪
♪ I heat up and I cool down ♪
♪ When something
gets in my way ♪
♪ I go around it ♪
♪ Don't let life get me down ♪
♪ Gonna take it the
way that I found it ♪
♪ I got the music in me
I got the music in me ♪
♪ I got the music in me ♪
♪ I got the music in me
I got the music in me ♪
♪ I got the music in me ♪
♪ I got the music in me
I got the music in me ♪
♪ I got the music... ♪
♪ Sweet, sweet music ♪
♪ I got the music in me ♪
♪ I got the music in me ♪
Not bad, if you don't
mind cheap imitations,
you know what I mean?
You better let me take over.
Yours.
Thank you.
Well, my pleasure.
I'll... I'll just get
back to work.
What you doing
with that machine?
I'm getting proof he's
really Jimmy Jordan.
Voices are as distinctive
as fingerprints, Tattoo.
Oh, I learned that
on Hart to Hart.
What do you think?
He looks like Jimmy Jordan,
sounds like Jimmy Jordan.
Well, I think we shouldn't
take any chances.
Come on, let's take him.
Jacks full. I tell
you, she was here.
Sure, Roy, and so was
Lillian Russell. [LAUGHING]
Shut up and deal.
All right, Roy,
don't get mad now.
Don't get mad.
Lillie Langtry was
truly a great performer,
wasn't she?
I don't know.
And I guess no one
around here will unless...
[GASPS] Mr. Roarke,
do you always sneak
up on people like that?
Oh, I'm sorry if I startled
you, Miss Barclay.
Mr. Roarke, I'm
glad you showed up.
Oh?
I'd like to make
a deal with you.
Deal?
Well, I'll give up
my fantasy if...
if you'll help Roy.
TATTOO: Give up your fantasy?
But you've been dreaming
about this for a long time.
And like my boss said,
you're very talented.
Thank you, Tattoo,
but if Lillie Langtry
doesn't sing here tonight...
Roy's name will be mud
for the rest of history.
Well, you cannot
be held responsible
for Mr. Bean's
boasting, Miss Barclay.
Still, [SIGHS]
legend does say that Lillie
Langtry sang here once.
Hmm. I wonder how we
could fulfill the legend...
as well as your fantasy.
Tattoo?
Here. This may give you an idea.
Oh.
Oh!
Oh!
Oh!
Oh!
ANDREA: Oh! Oh, dear.
All right.
Hold it right there, folks.
Oh, stop pointing
that silly g*n around
and go back where you belong.
You don't frighten us.
It's no use him
sending you out here,
I am leaving and that's it.
You're gonna ruin Roy
if you don't sing
at his place tonight.
How can anybody get
ruined in Langtry, Texas?
Where do you
keep that white wig?
The one with all the curls.
And the mask? The
one you use in the poster.
It's in the trunk back there.
Open it up, driver.
I want the wig, the mask
and that fancy dress.
Now, see here.
[SOFT PIANO MUSIC PLAYING]
MAN : Disguising
yourself as a butler.
Nice try, Jordan.
JIMMY: What are you talking
about? Who are you guys?
MAN : We're trouble sh**t.
You make trouble, we sh**t
you. Come on, out to the car.
I don't know, this
is a big mistake.
I'm not going
anywhere with you guys.
Out to the car.
JIMMY: I'm telling you guys,
you're making a big mistake.
Take your hands off me!
Take your hands off me!
I'm not the guy you want!
CASSIE: Godfrey?
Godfrey, it worked!
They fell for it!
Everybody thought it was
you singing and playing.
[CHUCKLES] Wasn't he great?
No one had any idea he was
just moving his hands and lips
to the song from the
Jordan Jams Album.
♪ When something gets
in my way, I go round it... ♪
And you had Mr. Applebaum
fooled completely.
Oh, he's a Hollywood producer.
I'm trying to convince him
that Godfrey should play
the part of Jimmy Jordan
in his TV movie.
Godfrey even looks
like Jimmy Jordan,
don't you think?
Jordan's a little taller.
Well, come on, Godfrey,
Applebaum wants to talk to you.
Where are you
guys going, anyway?
Uh, no place.
Somebody must
have made a mistake.
Yeah, right.
Now do you see why
I didn't wanna play?
Just tell me what's going on.
Cassie, Godfrey,
on the way to the party
I ran into someone trying
to deliver a telegram.
I took the liberty
of accepting it
on behalf of Michelle.
Telegram, why?
Come on, let's get
back to the party.
But, Godfrey...
Quiet, everyone, please.
I invited you today
because I want the people
who are special to me
to be the first to
hear the news.
Charles, will you join me.
I gathered you here...
to announce that
Charles and I...
JIMMY: Excuse me.
Telegram for you, Miss Buchanan.
-Later, Godfrey. -Now.
[WHISPERING] Miss Buchanan.
Listen, everybody,
Charles and I aren't
getting married.
The engagement's off.
Celebrate, everybody.
This is the happiest
day of my life.
Eat something,
you'll feel better.
Have you flipped?
Someone's taken
over father's company.
It's back on its feet.
We can stay together.
I take it you and your
business manager
had something to do
with that telegram, hmm?
How else was I
gonna get a raise?
Godfrey.
I have to speak
to you for a minute.
Alone.
Of course.
What is it, Michelle?
Is something wrong?
Yes.
I'm sorry, Godfrey, but...
I'm going to have to fire you.
Fire me?
Why?
Because I...
Well, I'm starting to have
this special feeling... for you.
For me?
What if, uh...
What if I'm having the same...
special feeling for you?
Are you?
It's the animal in me.
AMOS: I ever tell you boys
about my date with Jenny Lynne?
[MEN LAUGHING]
You better shut up, Amos,
before I make up a
new law to hang you.
Hey, Roy,
if you're claiming that Lillie
Langtry snuck into town
just to see you,
who am I to say otherwise?
Judge Bean?
ANDREA: Gentlemen,
I couldn't bear the thought
of leaving you disappointed.
JUDGE: Andrea.
You said you built that
stage for the woman you love?
And only the woman I
love will ever sing there.
JUDGE: Sing for us, Lillie.
ANDREA: This is a new song
that none of you
have ever heard.
I'd like to dedicate it
to my very dear friend,
Judge Roy Bean.
[CHEERING]
♪ They say that falling
in love is wonderful ♪
♪ It's wonderful ♪
♪ So they say ♪
♪ And with a moon up above ♪
♪ It's wonderful ♪
♪ It's wonderful ♪
♪ So they tell me ♪
♪ I can't recall who said it ♪
♪ I know I never read it ♪
♪ I only know they tell
me that love is grand ♪
♪ This thing that's known
as romance is wonderful ♪
♪ Wonderful ♪
♪ In every way ♪
♪ So they say ♪
Forgive me.
Forgive you?
You saved my reputation.
You were great.
But I know how
disappointed you must be
that you didn't hear
the real Lillie sing.
Not even Lillie Langtry
could have sung
prettier than you,
Andrea.
Goodbye, Roy.
Goodbye, Mr. Roarke.
- Goodbye.
- So long, Tattoo. Thank you.
- Bye, Mr. Roarke. Bye, Tattoo.
- Goodbye.
-Bye, Mr. Roarke. -Goodbye.
Bye, Tattoo.
Are you gonna follow them?
Yeah, well, those two
hoods are still looking for me.
The butler cover worked
once, I figure it will work again.
Besides, I've...
gotten pretty attached to them.
I've never been happier.
Thank you.
Thank you, Tattoo.
Duty calls.
Well, Miss Barclay,
it seems you were
a great success.
Thank you, Mr. Roarke.
After playing Langtry, Texas,
my stage fright
is gone for good.
And so, history will record
that Lillie Langtry
once sang there,
but I expect
we'll soon be hearing more
about one Andrea Barclay.
Oh, incidentally,
a friend of yours asked
me to give you this.
Oh. [CHUCKLES]
Thank him for me, please.
ROARKE: I will.
Goodbye, Mr. Roarke.
-Goodbye, Tattoo. -Goodbye.
[THEME MUSIC PLAYING]