[♪♪♪♪♪]
[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...
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 .
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 sh*t.
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 ?
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 : . -Hmm.
Tell me you'll die a little
every minute until : .
-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]
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[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 k*ll 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 k*ll 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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