(BELL TOLLING)
- Good morning, Mr. Roarke.
- Good morning, Lawrence.
Smiles, everyone. Smiles.
(HAWAIIAN MUSIC PLAYING)
LAWRENCE: I had no idea
the staff of Sun Time Toys
was so engaging, sir.
Yes, Lawrence,
delightful, aren't they?
But as you know things are
not always as they appear
even for such lovely ladies.
For example, Ms. Barbara Jessup
has always been afraid that
she's not as smart as she should be.
Ms. Sandy Hoffman
suffers from the fact
that she doesn't have the courage
to stand up for her convictions.
And Ms. Nora Leonard has
the most serious problem of all.
She feels that she has
lost the capacity to love.
Courage, a brain, and a heart.
Does that remind you at
all of the Wizard of Oz, sir?
Now, that you
mention it, Lawrence,
I wonder who's
going to be the wizard.
LAWRENCE: Now there's a gentleman
who looks determined to enjoy his fantasy.
MR. ROARKE: Mr. Daniel
Koster of Washington D.C.
intends to do just that.
But his enjoyment will really come from
what he's giving his wife and two children.
- Very commendable, sir.
- Oh, indeed.
You see, his fantasy is
for his family to experience
the rewards of money and position
that he has never been able to give them.
Very noble. But he seems to have
forgotten to bring his family along.
On the contrary, Lawrence.
In his anxiety to please them,
he sent his family
on a few days ahead
so they could fully
savor what he calls,
"The sweet life."
As you so often
say, sir, splendid.
And then they all go home
together, a happy and satisfied family.
Unfortunately I
am not at all sure
that Mr. Koster
will go home again.
Ever.
My dear guests, I am
Mr. Roarke, your host.
Welcome to Fantasy Island.
BARBARA: Mr. Roarke,
do you think it's dumb
that I'm hoping you can
find me some brains?
Oh, no, not at all.
Yours is an unusual request.
But, Ms. Jessup, on Fantasy
Island, everything is possible.
Except what I want, Mr. Roarke.
Listen,
I know I have some great
ideas for ad campaigns,
but I start telling the boss
that they're not very good
before he has a
chance to tell me.
Well why not simply wait
and let him decide for himself?
-Because I'm chicken. -Oh!
Is there anyway you can
give me some courage?
Allow me to work
on it, Ms. Hoffman.
In the meantime, your
employer, Mr. Wagner,
is waiting for you both right
now at the toy trade show.
I suggest, uh, you hurry.
Great. Bye.
Bye.
We haven't even discussed
your fantasy yet, Ms. Leonard.
I don't have one.
I don't believe in
fantasy, Mr. Roarke.
The designer of such wonderous
toys doesn't believe in fantasy?
MR. ROARKE: You suffered a
tragic loss two years ago, Ms. Leonard.
Is that the reason
for your skepticism?
These past two years
I seem to be living
without a heart.
And that is something not even
you can give me, Mr. Roarke.
DAN: You don't know what
this means to me, Mr. Roarke.
This is the only really big thing
I'll ever be able to do for my family.
Well, I'm pleased
you're happy, Mr. Koster.
But in the many
years of your marriage,
are you sure that your wife and your son
and your daughter feel that way about you?
Look, my wife is
a beautiful woman
and she could have done a
lot better than me and I know it.
(CHUCKLES)
And the only thing I've got in
common with my kids is we all know
I'm a failure.
Mr. Koster, this is the
first day of your fantasy.
Whether it's all you expect
it to be depends on you.
Now please try to enjoy
it. Look around you.
Look at the beauty of nature.
Feel the peace and tranquility.
Forget your worries.
You're right.
Oh, look at this place.
Mildred must have
fallen in love at first sight.
And what about my kids,
Raymond and Natalie,
they're living it up, right?
Why don't you go inside
and find out for yourself?
Just what I'm going to do.
Hey, Mildred, I'm here.
I do hope things turn
out as he expects, sir.
Hmm. Perhaps his
enthusiasm will, as they say,
rub off on the others, Lawrence.
Perhaps.
But it so often seems that those
who totally rely on others
to appreciate their efforts
are doomed to disappointment.
Very true.
And Mr. Koster is
a man trying to cope
with what he considers
to be his failure in life.
And what is that, sir?
Seeing others promoted
past him in his work.
Watching others grow rich
while he scrambles
frantically just to stay even.
Surely his family understood.
They try. But even more
tragically, the stress,
the anxiety has taken
its toll on him physically.
Oh, no, sir.
You mean something
serious, of course.
Yes.
A strained and badly
weakened heart,
which he has kept
secret from everyone.
And which sadly could
retire him permanently
at any moment.
(FAIR MUSIC PLAYING)
And it encourages children to develop
their coordination and their intelligence.
Mmm. Which they won't need if
they grow up to be as cute as you are.
-(LAUGHING
NERVOUSLY) -(CHUCKLES)
Even cute people need brains.
This campaign for Over the Wall is
going to be dynamite, Mr. Wagner.
Don't you think so?
I'm not sure I see it, Sandy.
Courage.
But I really think
it's going to work.
Put this away.
In this business,
thieves are everywhere.
We'll talk about it later?
Mmm-hmm.
I wish we had something like
Molly in our line. She's a dream.
Thank you. I think so, too.
What do you think about lunch?
I'm really awfully busy. I...
(SIGHS)
I'd like that.
-One o'clock. -One o'clock.
All right.
DAN: Hey, where is everybody?
MILDRED: Dan? Oh, Dan, I
thought I heard someone coming.
-(BOTH LAUGHING) -Oh,
Dan, I'm so glad you're here.
DAN: Oh, boy, this
is what I dreamed of.
Nattie, hello.
Oh! You look as though you
were born on this elegant terrace.
Oh, I feel like it, Dad.
And wait until I tell you about
somebody I've met. I know you'll like him.
Well, of course
he will, darling.
But let your father
have some lunch first.
Well, Raymond,
what do you think?
It's terrific, I guess.
Come on, kid.
Dad...
Uh-huh?
His name is Lance
Hale and he's filthy rich.
He owns all kinds of warehouses
or something. I don't know.
Who cares?
Anyway I told him
you were a tycoon, too.
And was he impressed!
You did what?
Well how else am I supposed to
explain this mansion and everything?
I mean, we are here
to live a fantasy, right?
I thought you'd be pleased.
I am pleased, darling.
No, no, really pleased.
As a matter of fact,
I'm happy as hell.
(CHUCKLES)
Well, I really have
to get back now.
How about tonight then?
(SIGHS)
I work all the time, Steven.
It's my whole life.
I hope it's not too rude to ask,
but have you ever
really let yourself go,
fallen in love, thought about
sharing your life with someone else?
I've been in love, Steven.
And I've shared my life
with two wonderful people,
my husband and my daughter.
I lost them both in a car
accident two years ago.
I don't talk about it much because
there's nothing much to say.
Molly was only three.
Molly.
Your beautiful baby doll.
So
Now you know more about
me than most people do.
DAN: I've worked it
all out with Mr. Roarke.
We are going to
top off our fantasy
with the fanciest white-tie
shindig you can imagine.
Oh, Dan,
couldn't we enjoy
ourselves in a quieter way?
Honey, we've always done that.
Lived in a quiet little
house in a quiet little street,
made do with a
quiet little income.
This is our chance
to do it big. And loud.
- I like what we have.
- Oh, honey.
You have been
darn good about it.
Yeah. Sometimes
I think of all those,
you know, those sales pitches that I used
to make to you when we were going together
about making it big
and traveling all
over the world.
(LAUGHS) Oh, Dan,
everybody dreams like that.
Yes, but, Mildred, I meant it.
You, the most beautiful
girl in Alexandria, Virginia.
(LAUGHS)
Probably in the whole state.
You could have had
your pick of a husband,
and, well, from any of
those rich old families.
Well, maybe.
But I fell in love with you.
Now you stop this,
Dan. You just stop it.
I don't care what
might have been.
You never think about what it might
have been like with another man?
A guy with position, power,
money? You never want the
things that I can't give you?
I don't even want
to talk about it.
If you don't know how I
feel by now you never will.
And that is the only
thing I am sorry about.
Not now, please.
Mr. Koster, are you all right?
Oh, it's nothing. Nothing.
Little too much sun, I guess.
-(GROANING) -I'll
call the doctor at once.
No, no.
I'm all right now.
Mr. Koster, you
should see a doctor.
And your wife
should be with you.
No. No.
I give you my word,
I'm...
I'm all right.
And you've got to promise
me that you won't say a word
to Mildred about this.
She... She'll
worry herself sick.
(SIGHS)
(CHUCKLES)
Don't want a little too much
sun to spoil things for my family.
It's not the sun.
We both know that, don't we?
Well, whatever it is,
it can't be changed. Understand?
It's just the way things are.
All my life I've been
a loser, Mr. Roarke.
Let me win this one, will you?
Good luck, Mr. Koster.
(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)
- Oh, good evening, Mr. Roarke.
- Good evening.
Good evening. Well, it's uncommon on
the island to see so many beautiful women
enjoying themselves
without male companionship.
(LAUGHS) Well, you
can fix that. Sit down.
-(ALL LAUGHING) -Thank you.
I've turned down
invitations already, Mr. Roarke.
Oh?
Although I don't know
how smart that was of me.
Heaven knows how many
orders they would have led to.
Talking about turning over a
new leaf. Isn't she doing great?
Oh, she's doing
very well indeed.
Why thank you.
Well, Sandy's not
doing badly either.
Oh, well thank you very much.
But you know darn well I'm
still afraid to open my mouth.
If I really had any guts I'd go over
and make a pitch to the boss right now.
You must have
faith, Ms. Hoffman,
in yourself and in your talent.
In fact, courage is a
great deal like talent,
the more you use
it, the stronger it gets.
You're right.
Well, what have I got to
lose? A popularity contest?
(LAUGHS)
Good. Go get them.
-Excuse me. -Of course.
Nora, a dance?
Yes, of course.
Well, Mr. Roarke, I
guess you're stuck with me.
Oh, on the contrary, Ms.
Jessup. I'm extremely flattered.
-Why thank you. -(LAUGHS)
But you saw the market
research on Over the Wall.
I know. But I don't know if it's the
kind of thing we want to be doing now.
But it is.
It's a really good idea.
And I think that we
should be doing it now.
I don't want to tell you
again, you're wrong.
I don't want to tell you again,
you're wrong!
Then let me tell you something
you haven't heard before,
you're fired!
(GASPS)
Seen your mother?
Yeah, she said to tell you
she had some errands to run,
so she could look beautiful
for your party or something.
Well, good for her.
And Natalie?
She's in the house somewhere
with her new boyfriend,
Lance what's-his-name.
Would you tell me something?
If I can, sure.
There's a Ferrari in the
garage, horses in the stables,
an island full of beautiful girls
just waiting to be impressed,
and other fantastic choices
of what you could be
doing with your time.
Would you please tell me what
the heck you're doing writing a letter?
It's not a letter. It's a poem.
(LAUGHS)
Oh, damn it, Son.
There isn't any
money writing poetry.
Well you forgot to mention
that when you used to
read them to me when
I was a kid. Remember?
When you were
little was different.
I didn't mean to turn you
into some dumb mama's boy.
Will you face it, Dad,
I'm never going to be the financial
success that you always wanted to be.
This isn't just that.
Don't you understand?
It's knowing you haven't got it,
that you're trapped like I am.
I don't want that
to happen to you.
I promise you it won't.
(GROANING)
- Dad, are you all right?
- Oh, sure.
Sure. Sure. Don't
worry about me.
Just what the hell goes on here?
Nothing, Daddy. It's
not what it looks like.
Well, then, what is it?
Well, let's just keep
it calm, Mr. Koster.
I've been looking
forward to meeting you.
Maybe we could do a
little business together.
Natalie's told me
a lot about you.
Did she tell you
I've got this thing
about strangers making
love to her in my living room?
Just take it easy.
There's no problem here.
Get out of here, you...
Daddy! Daddy, please.
Why don't you keep
him in a cage, huh?
- What is wrong with you?
- (DOOR SLAMS SHUT)
Lance and I love each other.
Oh, Nattie, in two days?
What has time got to do with it?
I was with my husband for two years
and that didn't guarantee a damn thing.
Mark was a flop at everything
he did. And you approved of Mark.
At least Lance
amounts to something.
He's already made it. He's rich.
What's money got to do with it?
My God, everything.
I thought this is the way
you wanted me to be.
I'm only trying to please you.
(CARNIVAL MUSIC PLAYING)
Mr. Roarke. Mr. Roarke,
look, I took full advantage of
my fantasy, but it got me fired.
What are you
going to do about it?
What am I going to do about it?
Ms. Hoffman, you
are in the perfect place
to get yourself a new
job. Look around you.
Why don't you use
your new-found courage
to do some good
for yourself this time?
Hmm.
(CHUCKLING)
Mine was named Buster.
(TRAIN WHISTLE BLOWING)
Sandy, you can start work for me
right away, as far as I'm concerned.
Okay, great.
I have a new campaign
I'd like you to work on,
-a new video game. -Uh-huh.
Over the Wall.
-Over the Wall? -Mmm-hmm.
That's Nora's new game.
Sun Time Toys owns that.
I'm going to borrow it.
Actually, since
you're now part of my
creative team, you're
going to do it for me.
- You're going to steal it for me.
- Like hell I am.
You want to lose two
jobs in one weekend?
-Oh... -(TRAIN WHISTLE BLOWING)
(GROANS) I fainted.
Yes.
Your wife found you
unconscious on the stairs last night,
and she had the
servants carry you up here.
The doctor said to give you
this sedative when you woke up.
(GROANS) Everything
seems to work.
Thank you.
Hands feel a little numb.
But I'll manage.
Ooh. The doctor,
what did he tell Mildred?
-Please. -What did you tell her?
There was no need to tell
her anything, Mr. Koster.
She's known all about the little
bottles of glycerin tablets for some time.
I'm afraid you underestimate
her in many ways.
Story of my life, isn't it?
What about the kids?
They know you
fainted. That's all.
Can we keep it like that?
Right now I just couldn't take
a double dose of fake
concern, you know what I mean?
You may be underestimating your
children just as you have your wife.
I suggest you carefully examine
your relationship with all of them.
All right. I'll do that.
Thanks for trying.
You know something, Mr. Roarke?
(CHUCKLES) So far
this has been a lousy fantasy.
I'm sorry, Mr. Koster.
But I've only provided
you with what you asked,
all the accoutrements of wealth.
The understanding, the peace,
the happiness, must
come from yourself.
Fred, we've known
each other for a long time,
and it would be
nice for a change
if you would treat me as if I
had a brain inside my head.
It's what's below your
head that interests me, Barb,
and that's why I'm going
to double my order this year.
-Mmm -Barbara,
Barbara, we have to talk.
- Oh, okay.
- I'll leave you to your girlfriend.
- Thanks.
- But I'll see you later, sweetheart.
With a is it with these guys?
They think with their pants.
Where's Nora?
She's out sailing with Steven.
-(SIGHS) -You know I really
think she's falling for him.
Oh, in that case we
really have a problem.
Steven plans to
steal Over the Wall.
What?
How can you work
for a guy like that?
I can't. He just fired me.
Well, we just better
go tell Mr. Roarke.
We can't do that.
I mean think how
humiliated Nora would be
to have everyone think that Steven was
romancing her just to steal a video game.
Then what?
I'm going to leave that to you.
You're the one who
came to get some brains.
Let's try it out.
Oh, don't you look pretty.
Never mind that. What
are you doing out of bed?
Thirty years with that company and
I never lost a day's work being sick.
And I'm for darn sure not
going to miss an hour of my time
playing the tycoon. Will
you help me with this, honey?
-Daddy? -Yeah?
Daddy, I'm sorry
about what happened.
Hey. Forget about that.
I just... I thought that Lance was
the type of man that you would admire.
Funny,
the same thing was said about
Mark before you married him.
-Did I say that? -Yep.
As a matter of fact,
you said that he had
a lot of my qualities.
That was part of what
attracted you to him. Remember?
I guess I do.
Unfortunately,
the main quality of mine that
he developed was being a loser.
Oh, Dad, please. Do we have to?
Sorry. Sorry, Nattie. Sorry.
Say, how's it going?
How are the preparations
going for the party?
They're decorating the ballroom.
The ballroom. How about that?
The Koster family ballroom.
It has a nice sound, doesn't it?
- Come on now, let's go and take a look.
- Oh, should you?
Sure, you betcha.
Somebody's got to supervise. You
know how it is with servants these days.
Here we go.
(DAN LAUGHING)
Would you look at this place?
(CHUCKLING) Not bad, is it?
-It's nice. -Nice?
Nice enough maybe
to snap Raymond out of
his poetic reveries or
whatever you call them?
Let's tease him, shall we?
You go ahead, Dad.
Oh, sure.
Uh, Nattie,
love you.
Psst.
(LAUGHS)
Are you supposed to be up?
I looked in on you minutes
ago. No, I'm a fast healer.
Fast healer.
What happened, Dad?
Oh, nothing to worry about.
No, no, I guess you might call
it a case of accumulated fatigue.
Well now, what about this?
What do you think
of this now? Hmm?
No danger of claustrophobia.
(LAUGHING)
- Oh, and the art's out of this world.
- Uh-huh.
Picasso, Matisse, Klee...
I mean, there's a
major art gallery in there.
Uh-huh. I guess my taste in
art would run to something like
a picture of a couple of fighters
hanging in a bar somewhere.
I thought you were into poetry.
I write poetry. I
look at paintings.
These poems,
your mother ever
see any of them?
All of them.
You don't,
I suppose, happen
to have one there
that would be simple enough
for your old man to understand?
Fresh off the ancient quill pen.
Oh.
Thank you, Son.
Let me know what you think.
Yeah.
May I help you, sir?
Yeah, would you get
me to my room, please?
Well, of course, sir.
Listen, I better, uh...
I better get back and
mind my store, you know?
Mmm-hmm.
Let's get together tonight
though, what do you say?
-Okay. -Okay.
I should probably
change and go and mind
my own store for a while, too.
Okay. You go ahead. I'll, uh...
I'll let myself out.
All right.
Yeah, that's right.
Yeah.
No, no, no, look, I've got it.
The question is if I
get it on the night flight
will you be able to copy it?
Hi.
All right, then.
I'll call you later. Goodbye.
What can I do for you?
Well, uh,
actually, I need a favor.
Kind of a big one.
I need a job.
How come?
Well, because I want
to work for a company
where I can use my
brains instead of my looks.
Unfortunately, Mr. Wagner
doesn't seem to see things that way.
(CHUCKLES)
Well I've always thought of
you as a pretty intelligent person.
Why, thank you. (LAUGHS)
I knew that I'd come
to the right place.
And, uh,
actually I don't want you to think
that I'm giving you a line or something,
but I've always admired you.
You have?
Oh, yes.
That's a prototype. Probably
just short-circuited or something.
You're just like all the rest, coming
onto me when I'm trying to talk business.
Well just forget it.
What?
That's what they all say.
Women.
Women.
(GROANS)
If I didn't know
I was too tough to k*ll
I'd be scared.
I'm scared, Dan.
Honey, honey,
the one thing I was smart
enough to get was lots of insurance.
Oh, Dan,
I didn't mean that.
I'm afraid that something will happen to
one of us without your realizing the truth.
(CHUCKLES) That's
the problem, I do.
No, no, no, you don't.
You lost your ability to see
the truth a long time ago.
- Mildred, please.
- Oh, Dan, darling,
it's not your fault. Who knows
what you might have been.
If you'd taken chances,
gambled on the future...
But you took a
job you didn't like
because it meant security
for me and the children.
- Any man would have done that.
- Well, I don't know about any man.
I only know about you.
You never missed a birthday.
You never missed a graduation.
If someone was sick you
never left their bedside.
(LAUGHS)
Knocking yourself out
- playing the clown.
- Those were the good days, weren't they?
(LAUGHING) Yes,
darling, they were.
You gave them yourself.
You gave your love.
You gave me and the children
% of what you had to give, Dan.
And you still do. But...
But?
You never allow us to give
you anything back, Dan.
At least not very much.
Oh, Dan,
we all love you, too.
But you never
allow us to get past
that wall of frustration you've built
up between yourself and the rest of us.
There isn't much wall left.
Honey,
it isn't too late, is it?
No, Dan,
it's never too late for love.
(FAINT KNOCKING AT DOOR)
(SIGHS) It's
probably Mr. Roarke.
I asked him to come over.
Honey,
I'll always love you.
-Oh, Dan. -Always.
Dan, I'll always love you, too.
- Oh, Mr. Roarke, please come in.
- Thank you.
(SIGHS)
How do you feel, Mr. Koster?
Ready for the big party.
I...
I have been a foolish man.
Only fools think they
are wise, Mr. Koster.
The wise man is
almost certain he's a fool.
My son wrote this.
Where did you get it?
I asked him for it.
It says
something about me, I think.
I'm going to ask you a favor.
Anything you wish,
Mr. Koster, of course.
Read it, please.
STEVEN: I'm sorry I'm late.
-Lawrence. -Sir.
If you'll excuse me.
I didn't mean to keep you
waiting. Something came up.
I know.
I'm going to do my best to
explain this so that you understand.
I'm listening.
My business is going under.
I need a sure-fire winner. That's
what you've created with Over the Wall.
It's as simple as that.
You made a fool of me, Steven.
And what's worse,
you've broken my heart.
And I swore I'd never
let that happen again.
I didn't mean for
that to happen.
Nora, I...
I care about you.
But you were never
interested until this weekend.
I haven't cried since
Rob and Molly were k*lled.
And I can't believe that I'm
crying now over someone like you.
Well, one good thing,
I found out I had a heart
the minute I felt it breaking.
It's all my fault. I should
never have interfered.
No, you did the smart thing.
There's no telling how much damage
Steven could have done to me and Sun Time
if you hadn't stepped in.
(SCOFFS)
Well, I guess that makes
me the big loser, huh?
Well, you got your
brains, you got your heart.
I got fired twice.
Sandy.
Sandy, I want to talk to you.
And I want to talk to you.
First, your f*ring me
was a big mistake.
I know this company. I know advertising.
And I know who our customers are.
And you're not knowing good
copy when it's right under your nose
does not diminish my
abilities one darn bit.
Are you finished?
No.
I don't like your tie.
(BOTH LAUGHING)
Then I guess you don't
want your job back.
Now, do you like my tie?
BARBARA: So you got your job
back. Now we all have our fantasies.
(BOTH LAUGHING)
(SOFT PIANO PLAYING)
Well, as dad would say,
this is one hell of a party.
I got to hand it to him.
I've been doing a
lot of thinking, Ray,
and we got to hand
dad a lot more than that.
And it's about time we start.
Tonight.
When was the last time
you told dad you loved him?
I don't know.
But he doesn't exactly make
himself lovable anymore, does he?
Have we?
We thought you
were a movie star.
You look wonderful, Mother.
I have to tell you something.
Perhaps we should go
some place less crowded.
No, no.
No, I think we all belong
here at Dan's party.
It was what he wanted.
Mother, what's happened?
It was his heart.
It finally just stopped.
I am so sorry.
He wanted you both to
know how proud he was of you
and how much he loved you.
In fact, those were
his very last words.
(SOBBING) Oh, my God.
We...
We had something very
special that we wanted to tell him.
Oh, Daddy.
That you loved him?
Oh, he knew that.
Your mother explained
it all so beautifully to him.
He understood at last that
what he gave each of you
had a value
all the money in the
world couldn't buy.
He asked a special favor of me
that I read this to
you because he said
it caught the
essence of his life.
And so it should perhaps
since his own son wrote it.
My poem?
"A foolish man found
the rainbow's end
"and stood with
his feet in gold.
"But cast his eyes on the gleaming
light that soared up to Heaven's fold.
"Oh, that earth was
sweet and warm with life.
"It's delights were never far.
"But the man who
stood with his feet in gold
"would see only
the spectrum star.
"Then the rainbow
vanished, as rainbows do,
"and the gleaming
light turned cold.
"So the lucky man
"dropped to his knees
"and dipped his heart
"in gold."
Mr. Roarke, we can't
thank you enough.
Yeah, we all got exactly
what we came for.
Ladies, it has been a pleasure.
But I'm afraid all of your
fantasies were a bit of a sham.
Oh, yes. You all had
those very qualities
that you came searching
for long before we met.
I'm afraid the error you made
was in letting other
people judge them for you.
Thank you very much, Mr. Roarke.
You're very welcome.
Goodbye. Thank you.
Ms. Leonard, Mr. Curry
left this for you.
He was a most unhappy man.
MR. ROARKE: Ms. Leonard, now
that you have opened your heart again
you'll be free to love
when the time is right.
And I hope that
will be very soon.
Thank you.
I am so sorry this visit
had to be such a sad one.
It was what Dan wanted.
And he did find what
he had lost for so long,
The knowledge of his own value.
Especially for
that, we're grateful.
What greater gift hath man
than that he is loved and loves.
That's pretty good,
Lawrence. Do you write poetry?
Not on this island.
Come back one day, all of you,
and I promise to make your
most cherished fantasy come true.