Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

But I'm glad that I found out about him now instead of after we were married.

I'm afraid you'll just have to solve your dilemma on your own.

Now come along. We wouldn't want to be late.

Mr. Roarke, where are we going? Patience, Miss Howell.

- He's afraid of you. - But why?

Yeah. But what can we do about it?

They want to see their mothers and fathers in love with each other again,

Smiles everyone. Smiles.

- It's not ticking anymore. - Oh, I'm sorry to hear that.

I heard noises. I was singing.

Well, it means your mom and I are gonna give it another try.

Mama La, I've got to know.

You blew it! We're gonna wind up with nothing!

Dear guests, I am Mr. Roarke, your host.

This is Fantasy Island, and here anything is possible.

You are here because the children, Ann and Tony,

♪ [ People Singing ]

I know. I know that. It's just that-- [ Door Closes ]

[ Grunts ] Hey, I think this might work.

- She can't be dead. - Well, believe me, she's dead.

Please, don't make me do it.

If you choose to stay, I will not discount the possible danger to yourself.

I miscalculated terribly.

Well, you must admit it would be a pretty good case of circumstantial evidence...

So, they had a casket made. Then she took it, and, uh, she buried it.

Do you remember anything at all?

Of course, Tattoo,

I'll be anxious to see the survival camp you've built for their stay.

And we have you two guys to thank for getting us together again.

I don't know. I think so, but--

Something wrong, Ann?

I think this calls for a celebration.

Really? Well, as you know, this is Fantasy Island,

Bill Jordan is Miss Howell's fiancé.

I'd like a word with Jane, alone.