[BELL TOLLING]
The plane! The plane!
[GIRLS GIGGLING]
- Good morning, boss.
- Good morning, Tattoo.
Smiles, everyone! Smiles!
[GIRLS GIGGLING]
[BAND PLAYS]
TATTOO: Who's that pretty
lady, boss? Is she a model.
No, no, Tattoo. Actually,
Ms. Stephanie Wilson
is a graduate student
at a small university
in southern California.
She must be pretty
smart. What's her fantasy?
MR. ROARKE: Her fantasy
is to find her older sister Linda,
whom she hasn't seen
since they were little children.
What makes her think
that she could find her here?
Because, Tattoo, Ms.
Wilson has been endowed
with a very unique
and special power.
It is often referred to as the
Corsican Brothers Syndrome.
You see, on certain
occasions Ms. Wilson can feel
and actually see
everything her sister does,
even though they
may be separated
by thousands of miles.
Then her sister is here?
No, but she's quite near.
Unfortunately, what
Ms. Wilson doesn't know
is that being reunited with her
might very well lead to
tragedy for them both.
MR. ROARKE: Ah,
that's Mr. Don Mitchell
in the yellow shirt
and his best friend
Mr. Tim Kearns.
TATTOO: Talk about
colorful dressers.
According to the
information they provided us,
Mr. Mitchell is a highly
successful restaurateur
and Mr. Kerns is
a nuclear physicist.
- You're kidding?
- No, I'm not kidding.
They describe themselves
as international playboys
who have become
bored in their conquest
of everyday women and
are seeking new challenges.
TATTOO: What's their fantasy?
Their fantasy is to spend
a weekend at a place
occupied by beautiful,
untamed women.
MR. ROARKE: A
place called Love Island.
Love Island?
Boss, they're going to
need a loyal, trustworthy guy.
I'm gonna pack a
couple of things...
I'll need a loyal,
trustworthy assistant, Tattoo.
My dear guests, I am
Mr. Roarke, your host.
Welcome to Fantasy Island.
[♪♪♪♪♪]
ROARKE: Ms.
Wilson, can you tell me
exactly when you started
having these visions?
When you began to
go through the identical,
emotional and physical
experiences of your sister?
I guess as far back
as I can remember.
Does it still happen?
It didn't up until just
a few months ago.
And it's happened at
least a dozen times since.
In the last vision, I saw
Linda somewhere close by
on an island near
Fantasy Island.
But I'm not sure
exactly where it is.
Mr. Roarke,
do you know where
I can find Linda?
Oh, yes. I can tell you
exactly where she is.
But first, I would like
to ask you a question.
After all these
years of separation,
I sense a great
urgency in your desire
to find your sister, now
at this particular time.
May I ask why?
Because she's in danger.
I must get to her and help her.
What is she in danger from?
In the last vision,
there was a man.
He was hurting her.
And did you suffer the same
abuse and emotional distress
as your sister?
[LOUD SLAPPING]
Mr. Roarke, I can see her now.
[SLAPPING CONTINUES]
Mr. Roarke, I saw it
happen! He hit her! She's hurt!
- Mr. Roarke, I have to help her.
- At this moment,
I am more concerned
about you, Ms. Wilson.
Under the circumstances
I think it's unadvisable
for you to continue
with your fantasy.
Well, I don't care
about your advice.
I have to get
Linda out of there.
But it could be dangerous.
Well, what do you
think it's like for Linda?
Very well, Ms. Wilson,
you may continue
with your fantasy.
But what just happened
may foreshadow
even greater v*olence
once you're reunited
with your sister.
I understand.
Your sister is
staying at an estate
on the tiny island of Tahoha,
about miles to the southwest.
Now, I want you to
prepare the launch
and take Ms.
Wilson there, Tattoo.
- But, boss?
- Tattoo, do as I say.
All right, boss. Come on.
TIM: Hey, Don, how about
this smoking jacket, huh?
DON: Too stuffy. You
wanna be comfortable,
ready for action.
How about this one?
[EXHALES] The silk
one you had on the plane
is still the best.
Silk is sensuous.
-Champagne? -TIM: Absolutely.
Okay. Yeah, that's perfect.
To us.
- And to Love Island.
- Love Island.
Mmm. Mmm. And to beautiful,
- untamed women. -DON: Amen.
You know, I've waited all
my life for a weekend like this.
You and me both.
Where do you think
Love Island is exactly?
-Who cares. -[TIM EXHALES]
It's gotta be one of the
lovelier garden spots
in the world. Just
thinking about it
-it's half the fun. -Mm.
You know, we could
end up in a harem.
- Dancing girls.
- Throwing off all those veils.
Maybe Love Island's
the name of one of those
swank private clubs
in Paris or Las Vegas.
Dancing girls.
Oh, no, wait a minute.
I hope they don't
ask us to dance.
Don't sweat it. We're
going there to be pampered.
We're going there to be lovers.
You sure this is going to work?
Yes.
And no matter what happens,
just stay right behind
me and stick up for me,
- and I'll do the same for you.
- Right, Casanova.
[HUMMING]
Wait a minute. Wait a minute.
When did you take up smoking?
[SINGING] ♪ Ma chérie ♪
I saw this in a film once.
-It's a great entree. -Yeah.
[COUGHS]
What? To start a fire?
Come on, put it out.
-Put it out -All right.
- Hey, don't be so nervous.
- Who's nervous?
-[KNOCKING ON DOOR] -[GASPS]
Well, gentlemen, are you
ready to begin your fantasy?
Are we ever.
Splendid. If you'll follow
me, we'll be on our way.
[BIRDS CALLING]
You'd think the transportation
would come with the fantasy.
Everything that's necessary
has been provided, Mr. Mitchell.
[PANTING] How about
a heart transplant?
[CHUCKLES] Perhaps I
should've slowed down.
After all, hiking is not what
men of the world like
yourselves are known for,
is it?
Well, once we get to
Love Island, Mr. Roarke,
I'm sure we'll be just fine.
After our little rest, I'm sure
- we'll be tigers on the prowl.
- Yeah.
Oh, I'm sure of that.
What are the facilities like
on the island, Mr. Roarke?
Well, I think they could
be described as, uh...
rustic.
-Yes. -Charming. Rustic.
Ah, here we are, gentlemen.
This tunnel leads
directly to Love Island.
Boy, oh, boy, beautiful,
untamed women.
After you, highly
successful restaurateur.
Oh, no, no, no, after
you, international playboy.
[CHUCKLING]
DON: Sure is dark
in here, Mr. Roarke.
[BIRDS CONTINUE CALLING]
Wait a minute.
DON: Where are we?
- What kind of place is this?
- TIM: I don't know.
[INDISTINCT ANIMALS CALLING]
You sure we didn't take a
wrong turn back in there?
We could always hope.
TIM: Whoa! Whoa!
Whoa! What's that?
-DON: And that? -TIM: Whoa!
[ROARING]
Let's get out of here.
DON: Hey.
Mr. Roarke! Hey, Mr. Roarke!
[BOTH SHOUTING] Mr. Roarke!
[ROARING]
-Mr. Roarke? -Mr. Roarke?
[HAWK SCREECHING]
TATTOO: Ms. Wilson's
sister is here to see her.
[PHONE BEEPING]
- Yes?
- MAN: Yes, there's a woman here
that says she is
Ms. Wilson's sister.
Ask Mr. Winston if
I should admit her.
Stephanie?
I don't believe it.
You never told me
you had a sister.
[SCOFFS] Because I haven't
seen her since we were kids.
Oh, Richard,
please let me see her.
LINDA: Please.
All right.
Oh, thank you.
Thank you, Richard.
[HAWK SCREECHING]
[GIGGLING]
Stephanie, it's really you.
Linda?
I never thought I'd
ever see you again.
BOTH: Oh.
RICHARD: Be careful, Zurack.
I'm giving att*ck
command to Turloc.
RICHARD: Now, I
must hide the flag
before he att*cks for it.
[WHISTLES]
[WHISTLES]
Très bien, Turloc.
Perhaps next time
we go for a k*ll, huh?
- TIM: Mr. Roarke?
- [INDISTINCT ANIMALS CALLING]
Come on, Mr. Roarke,
give us a break.
Ah, It's no use.
He's deserted us.
Oh, I had a feeling he
knew we were lying to him.
I mean, you a restaurateur
and me a physicist?
Come on, we're not
international playboys.
I knew we should
have been honest.
You really think he
would have let me,
the fry cook at
Louie's Bar and Grill,
loose on an abundance of
beautiful, untamed women?
What about me? I'm a junior
high school science teacher.
Who wants to date somebody
who's been dissecting frogs all day?
Okay. Okay. The point is Roarke
found out somehow and
now he's punishing us.
- Where the hell are we?
- Texas maybe.
It sure can't be Love Island.
- [GIRLS GIGGLING]
- It isn't Texas, either.
GIRL: Oh! Oh!
[SQUEALING]
Unless those are the
Dallas Cowboy cheerleaders.
Yeah. Roarke wasn't wise to
us. This is it. This is the place.
I feel like a kid on
Christmas morning.
Except in this case,
the presents are already
unwrapped. Come on.
[GIRLS CHATTERING]
This can't be happening.
LINDA: There's so
much to catch up on.
How did you end up here?
Well, I got a job
singing in a nightclub.
And one night, Richard
came in with a group of people
and, uh, he invited
me to join the party.
Well, we started
seeing each other
and fell in love.
[SIGHS] It was just
wonderful those first few years.
Then he changed.
And he started
seeing other women.
It hurt. It hurt a lot.
So I, uh, packed my things
and I told him I was leaving.
Only he wouldn't let me.
Linda, you're wrong.
There's a whole new
life for you out there.
And I'm going
to help you find it.
I'm not just going to sit around
and see you get
beaten half to death.
Beaten?
What are you talking about?
Sit down.
Do you remember
when I was a little girl?
Mm-hmm.
How I would sometimes see
and feel the same things as you?
Mm-hmm.
Well, it's been happening
again these past few months.
In these visions
I've come to know this
man you call Richard.
I felt it when he hit you.
Oh, that's impossible.
Look, I know that
he forced himself
upon you against
your will. I understand.
[SCOFFS]
I just don't believe you. I
don't believe any of this.
Well, what if I can prove it?
A few hours ago, you
were knocked down by him.
Look at your right
arm, under your sleeve,
you'll find a bruise there.
Oh, Stephanie. [SNIFFLING]
It's true. I'm so sorry.
Linda, it's not your fault.
I came here to help you.
I'm going to take you away.
You don't understand. I am
being watched every minute.
Linda, you have to listen to me.
I want you to leave
here as soon as possible.
Do you understand?
[KNOCKING ON DOOR]
RICHARD: Why, Linda, darling,
she has only just arrived.
So, you are Stephanie.
You are quite an
attractive young lady.
I think a celebration
is in order.
A very good friend
of mine, Emil Remick,
has just arrived by
yacht from abroad.
We'll have him over
for cocktails this evening
along with some other friends.
Oh, but, Richard, you
know I don't like Mr. Remick.
I mean, I don't like the
way he stares at me.
Nonsense. [LAUGHS]
He just appreciates an
attractive woman as I do.
Ah, Stephanie, I'm
sure Linda can find you
something appropriate to
wear to the party tonight, hmm?
Oh, that man Remick!
Oh, he's been
awful to me for years.
Something so ugly
and horrible about him,
makes my flesh crawl.
[DISTANT ANIMALS CALLING]
This can't be happening.
We must be dreaming.
- Would you look at that one.
- Which one?
DON: The one with the
great set of shoulders.
I like the one
with the big smile.
- Smile?
- You gotta look at their faces.
-[LOW GROWLING] -[SCREAMING]
Looks like they spotted us.
I don't know about them,
but I'm pretty sure he has.
-[ROARING] -[GIRLS SCREAMING]
-Come on. -Come on where?
Follow them.
[SCREAMING CONTINUES]
- [DINOSAUR ROARING CONTINUES]
- [GIRLS SCREAMING CONTINUES]
[DON GROANS]
DON: Help!
TIM: What are you doing?
Come on out of there.
Hi. My name's Tim. What's yours?
-Iya. -Iya. Nice.
-Iya. -Is that Russian?
Hey, let's get out of here.
[LOUD THUDING]
[DINOSAUR ROARING]
TIM: Iya?
I wonder if that's
her name, nationality,
or sexual preference.
[ROARING CONTINUES]
Don, does that dinosaur
tell you anything?
- Yeah. Keep out of its way.
- No, I don't mean that.
Either we're in some kind
of a time warp, or else...
Or else what?
We've been sent back
to prehistoric times.
Mr. Roarke wouldn't
do that to us.
-[DISTANT ANIMALS
CALLING] -I think he already has.
Well, on the other hand...
[GIRLS GRUNTING SOFTLY]
DON: We withdraw our
objection, Mr. Roarke,
wherever you are.
[CAR DOOR CLOSES]
Linda, come here a minute.
Good job. A fine job here.
Yes, you're all
right, all of you.
STEPHANIE: That
man. He's been on TV.
His pictures have been
in all the newspapers.
He's that missing oil minister.
RICHARD: Très bien. Très
bien. All right, let us go inside.
STEPHANIE: He was
kidnapped just a few weeks ago.
Linda, what's he doing here?
Linda, how did he get here?
On Richard's yacht.
I heard him speak on the
telephone the other day
to Mr. Remick.
He said they're
holding him hostage
in exchange for some high
ranking political prisoners.
They're going to fly him
to the Orient tomorrow
on Richard's private jet.
[OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYS]
STEPHANIE: That's
him, isn't it? That's Remick.
How did you know that?
STEPHANIE: I just saw what
you were remembering again.
And I saw him coming for you.
[GAPS]
I wake up at nights
in a cold sweat
just thinking about
his hands touching me.
Linda, listen to me.
I have to get in touch
with the man responsible
for my being here, Mr. Roarke.
He'll come with the police,
they'll arrest Remick,
Richard and the others,
and you'll be free
of them forever.
Oh, no. No,
Richard will find out.
I know he would.
Stephanie,
I'm afraid.
Linda, don't you see?
You won't have to
be afraid anymore
if I can just get to Mr. Roarke.
Take him to the guest cottage.
I want him watched
around the clock.
Come with me.
I have a very special
evening planned for you.
That other girl? Who is she?
She is Linda's little sister.
Do you think they
recognized him?
Well, even if they did,
that will not be a problem
because tomorrow
they both will be leaving
with us for the Orient.
You do recall the
promise you made me?
If I deliver the oil minister,
you are going to give
me something in return.
I'm referring to
Linda, of course.
Oh, yes, I recall.
Have you told her yet?
No. But you know I
am a man of my word.
[GIRLS GRUNTING SOFTLY]
[GIRLS GIGGLING]
What are we doing over here
when they're practically
begging us to come over there?
Come on, we
haven't got a chance.
I mean, they're
beautiful, and we're...
Yeah.
But they look interested.
Why are we always
like this around girls?
They're the same
as we are, only softer.
Wait a minute. Wait a minute.
Have you seen any
other guys around here?
-Uh-uh. -[GIRL WHOOPS]
Maybe there aren't any.
Yeah. Maybe we do have a chance.
Why not? We're
reasonably good looking,
intelligent, witty, charming.
And terrified of
beautiful women.
Why'd you have to bring that up?
Because it's the
truth. Come on, face it.
We know about as much
about beautiful women
as turtles know
about track shoes.
Hey, I think your
friend with the big smile
-kind of likes you. -Iya?
- Yeah. The Russian. See?
- Mm-hmm.
[GIGGLING]
Great.
You made contact.
Now, get over there
and follow through.
And have her introduce
me to her friends.
But she can't speak English.
How am I going to communicate?
Body language.
Just think of her as
one big dictionary.
Go on.
- Oh, okay. I'm gonna do it.
- Go on.
I'm gonna go over
there and I'm gonna do it.
DON: Attaboy, Tim.
I'll be right behind you.
Now, just keep...
keep saying to yourself,
"I am not terrified
of beautiful women."
Right.
I am not terrified
of beautiful women.
- I am not terrified...
- [GIRLS SCREAM]
Now, what is it?
They're terrified of me.
-Not necessarily. -Huh?
[GRUNTS LOUDLY]
DON: Ooh! He's a big one.
[STAMMERING]
[GRUNTS]
Mr. Roarke? What
are you doing here?
How did you get in?
The door was locked?
May I say you look
most elegant, Ms. Wilson.
[SCOFFS] Well, I didn't
dress up like this by choice.
Linda and I were
invited to a cocktail party
and I don't want
her going alone.
How is your sister
getting along?
You mean other than
being a virtual prisoner here?
Of being beaten,
abused and... humiliated?
And exactly what
do you propose to do
about these
conditions, Ms. Wilson?
Try and find some way
to get her out of here.
Mr. Roarke, can't you help me?
Oh, yes, I can help
you, Ms. Wilson,
by terminating your fantasy.
But I'm afraid there's
nothing I can do for your sister.
Why not?
Because I have no jurisdiction
or authority on this island.
Mr. Roarke, do you have
any idea what's going on here?
If you are referring to the
abducted oil minister, yes.
The authorities
have been notified.
They arrive from the
mainland tomorrow morning
- and he'll be freed.
- Mr. Roarke,
I am not leaving
here without Linda.
If you are that
determined, Ms. Wilson,
I suggest you prepare yourself
for a night far more
devastating and frightening
then you've envisioned so far.
If you can survive that...
horror,
there is a way out
of here for you both,
yes.
But I caution you,
look to the sky, Ms. Wilson.
What do you mean,
"look to the sky"?
Well, what is that sup...
Mr. Roarke?
- [CAVEMAN GRUNTS]
- [GIRLS SCREAMING]
- [CAVEMEN GRUNTING]
- [GIRLS SCREAMING]
[GRUNTING LOUDLY]
- [GRUNTING CONTINUES]
- [DON GROANS]
Now, that's what
I call rejection.
Yeah, well, I'd rather
be here than over there.
For the first time in my life,
I'm not terrified of
beautiful women.
[CAVEMAN MUTTERING]
[GRUNTS]
[CAVEWOMAN GRUNTS ANGRILY]
- [CAVEWOMAN GRUNTS LOUDLY]
- [CAVEMEN GRUNT SOFTLY]
DON: What's going on here?
Apparently, they're
the ones in charge
and these are the rejects.
You mean it's in
to be ugly here.
Looks that way.
[GRUNTING]
He must be Ugh
and she must be Mo.
[SHOUTS]
[FIRE HISSING]
ALL: Ooh!
[UGH GRUNTS ANGRILY]
Something tells
me that's a no, no.
[UGH GRUNTS ANGRILY]
[MO SHOUTING]
Wait a minute. Wait a
minute. You can't do that to her.
Yeah, I think he can, Tim. I
mean, who's going to stop him?
Well, do something,
quick. Relight the fire.
Uh, uh... Hold on, big fella.
Here, I'll fix it.
[LIGHTER CLICKS]
[GASPING]
TIM: Oh, they think the
cigarette lighter is magic.
[BLOWS]
[GRUNTING]
[MO GRUNTS LOUDLY]
[CHUCKLES]
I think she kind of likes me.
Nah. You're not
ugly enough for her.
[DON GROANS]
On the other hand, the
light's pretty dim in here.
-[MO MOANS] -[UGH YELLS]
-[MO GROANS] -[THUD]
Terrific.
[GRUNTS LOUDLY]
- [INDISTINCT CHATTER]
- [JAZZ MUSIC PLAYS]
[WHISPERING INDISTINCTLY]
[WHISPERING INDISTINCTLY]
Please. Please.
One moment.
May I have everyone's
attention, please.
Linda
has graciously offered
to sing and dance for us.
[SCATTERED APPLAUSE]
[BAND PLAYS]
♪ For once in my life I have
someone who needs me ♪
♪ Someone I've needed so long ♪
♪ For once
unafraid I can go... ♪
I shall expect you to
honor your promise
later this evening after we
have concluded our business.
[LAUGHS] My dear Emil,
here's the key to her room.
I'm sure you will be able
to find your way, hmm?
[LINDA CONTINUES SINGING]
[GRUNTING DIALOGUE]
[ANGRY GRUNTING]
- [MO JABBERING]
- [CAVEMAN PROTESTING]
Thanks.
-Hey! -[MO YELLS]
[THUDDING]
Uh-huh. Uh-huh.
Uh-huh. Uh-huh. Uh-huh.
What do you mean
"uh-huh, uh-huh"?
You know what he's saying?
He kind of reminds
me of Mr. Klondyke.
- Who's Mr. Klondyke?
- Phys Ed teacher at my school.
Got a lot of gorilla in him.
What's he saying?
He said the fight's
tomorrow morning.
What fight?
The one between
you and him over her.
Oh, no.
[UGH LAUGHS]
[GRUNTING CONTINUES]
Oh, that fight.
[LINDA GASPS]
Oh, no! No! Please
leave me alone!
LINDA: Oh!
No, don't! Don't! [SCREAMS]
[LINDA SCREAMING]
[EMIL GROANS]
STEPHANIE [WHISPERING]:
Come on, let's get out of here.
Oh, no, no, no!
No, I can't leave.
Because of Richard
and what he'll do to you?
Now, come on, this
is your one chance
to be free of him
once and for all.
Oh, no! You don't know Richard.
-He will... -Come on!
I'm so sorry. Are you all right?
I want them dead! Both of them!
You understand me?
It will be dawn in a few hours.
There is no way they
can get off the island.
I will find them.
Saddle my horse.
[MO SNORING]
[SNORTS LOUDLY]
Couldn't sleep either, huh?
Could you sleep if you
had to fight that Godzilla
-tomorrow? -I guess not.
Have you noticed the way
Iya's been looking at me?
I think she likes me.
For the first time in my life
I feel like Robert Redford.
[CHUCKLES] Yeah,
well, I guess the secret
to being handsome
is being loved.
Hey, look, I hate
to break this up,
but I'm really scared.
I'm really scared for you, too.
They're all asleep.
Why don't we try and
sneak out of here?
Good plan. But we
gotta take Iya with us.
-I don't... -Listen,
she saved our lives.
We can't leave her here
to be treated like
garbage. Besides that,
she likes me. And
I like her. A lot.
With all the women here,
why you gonna start
worrying about just one?
I don't know.
Maybe that's the way
it's supposed to be.
One girl who cares for you.
That's good enough for me.
Okay. Okay. Let's go.
[WHISPERING] Come on, Iya.
[HOOTING]
Ah, good evening, gentlemen.
Mr. Roarke, thank God!
You gotta get us out of here.
Yeah. That place's a
nightmare. By the way, this is Iya.
And this is Love Island.
Rustic setting,
beautiful, untamed women.
It is what you wanted, isn't it?
It's what we wanted, but
not quite what we expected.
Nor are you two what
I expected, gentlemen.
We're really sorry
we lied to you like that.
Are you?
We shouldn't have
tried to trick you.
Ah, come on, pull
the plug, Mr. Roarke,
- just end the fantasy.
- Oh, no, no, no, I'm sorry.
You must see your fantasy
through until it's conclusion.
By tomorrow
morning I'll be dead.
I've got to fight a duel to
the death with an ape man.
Really?
Well, I'm sorry,
there's nothing I can do.
-However... -BOTH: Yes?
I suggest you take a good
look around you tomorrow.
You are not as alone
here as you might think.
[DINOSAUR ROARING]
We know it.
Hey? Wait a minute. Mr. Roarke?
[WHISPERING]
Quiet, you'll wake Ugh.
-What? -[UGH YELLS]
Too late. Hi, Ugh,
how you doing?
-Oh! -[UGH GROWLING]
[BIRDS CHIRPING]
Maybe we should follow the sun.
At least, we won't
be going in circles.
Find them, Turloc.
[HAWK SCREECHING]
[HORSE NICKERING]
[HAWK SCREECHING]
[BOTH PANTING]
Oh, it's Richard's hawk.
[STEPHANIE GROANS]
LINDA: Your sash.
The hawk att*cks it.
We've got to get rid of it.
[HAWK SCREECHING]
[GROANING]
Mr. Roarke said
to look to the sky.
- Don't move.
- Linda, what are you doing?
Shh. Just stay there.
Both of you,
the hunt is over!
Very, well,
I will come in after you.
LINDA: Winston.
That is very wise of you, Linda.
[HAWK SCREECHING]
Now, where's your sister?
I asked you a question.
And what are you going to
do, Richard, if I don't tell you?
LINDA: k*ll me?
Go ahead.
Why don't you put
me out of my misery?
You already destroyed
everything else in me.
[HAWK SCREECHING]
[RICHARD GRUNTING]
[HORSE NEIGHING]
[GROANS]
- [HAWK SCREECHING]
- [HORSE NEIGHING]
[BOTH GASP]
Take him.
I'm glad you made it and
you two are back together.
And I would like
to congratulate you
for your courage and devotion,
not to mention your
resourcefulness.
I can foresee only great
happiness for you in the future.
[CRUNCHING]
[ROARS]
[GRUNTING EXCITEDLY]
Hey, look. Some
of them are betting.
I guess it means a few of them
think that I have a
chance of staying alive.
Not really. It means
they're not sure
whether Ugh's going to k*ll
you with one punch or two.
[GRUNTS]
Now he says he wants
you to choose your w*apon.
Uh-huh.
[UGH GRUNTING]
- TIM: [GRUNTS] Okay, you got it?
- Yeah, I got it.
DON: Argh!
[LAUGHING]
Come on, get up.
Ah, what's the use? I
might as well stay down here
because this is going
to be where I end up.
-TIM: Maybe not. -[DON GRUNTS]
Remember what Roarke
said about not being alone?
Maybe they can help
us, huh? Why not?
Give me your suspenders.
- What are you going to do?
- You'll see.
When? In two minutes
I'll be crunched.
Just keep stalling.
Do you want to tell me how?
[DON SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]
[UGH LAUGHS]
[LAUGHTER]
[DON LAUGHS]
[UGH GRUNTS LOUDLY]
[WHOOPING]
[UGH GRUNTING]
-[DON GRUNTS] -[THUD]
-[UGH GRUNTS] -[DON CRIES OUT]
[LAUGHTER]
[SHOUTS] Tim!
[GIRLS SHRIEKING]
[CHUCKLES] I see you
started a major uprising.
I figured evolution
could use all the help
it could get in this place.
Speaking of uprising,
let's get out of here.
Oh, no wait. I got
to check on Iya,
-make sure she's okay -Okay?
In about two minutes she's gonna
have the whole island liberated.
We've got more important
things to worry about,
like staying alive.
-Come on, let's go. -Okay.
[UGH GROANS]
[YELLING]
Goodbye, Iya!
[UGH YELLING]
[LOUD BANG]
TIM: Hi, Mr. Roarke.
How did you like your
stay on Love Island?
Very educational.
We didn't realize before,
but everything's relative.
What might be
beautiful to one person,
might be downright
ugly to another.
Well, if you discovered
that, then your fantasy
was even more successful
than I anticipated.
Goodbye and good
luck to you both.
- Thank you, Mr. Roarke.
- Thank you.
-Goodbye. -Bye-bye.
Even their clothes
are better, boss.
Uh, a little better.
Well, I guess this is
goodbye, Mr. Roarke.
I want to thank you, Mr. Roarke.
I guess for the
first time in my life
I really know what
it means to be free.
Freedom is most precious
to all of the creatures
of this world, Ms. Wilson.
The hawk, for instance,
is one of the most
noble of creatures.
Oh, you must have no
ill feelings toward him.
He was trained
by an evil master.
And now, at last, like you,
he's free.
[♪♪♪♪♪]