Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Oh, yes, Miss Dean. I should have told you before.

Isn't it part of your fantasy to seduce your boss?

There might be some things about me you don't know, Margo.

you hardly knew I was alive,

It was lots of things, but mostly because she's so much like me.

That is my half of the $10,000 you paid for this weekend.

[ Roarke ] Miss Margo Dean.

I've got to get back to that plane. How much do you want?

Where do we find Mr. Maxwell?

Well, she was afraid.

Pat, Carol or Ann?

Oh, I'm afraid I can. [ Snaps Fingers ]

Then I assure you that you'll go back to the plane without seeing her.

Get some flashlights. Quick! Hurry! Yes, sir.

You're a scream.

They're fighting for equality, Tattoo.

I'll pay. Benson!

Smiles! Smiles, everyone.

How do you know? You weren't there.

Going the wrong way, Miss Dean.

[ Pat ] Mrs. Faber? Mrs. Faber? Lucy, you can't tell her.

I'm coming. Pat!

I'd only ridden once before I came here.

It was guilt. She thought she had killed you.

I saw you in the bathtub, dead! What is it? What?

Look at Carol's hands, her little body.

[ Grunting Sounds ]

Yeah. Yeah, I'm afraid I am.

Benson! Benson, my leg! Get me out of here!

[ Hinges Creaking ]

Yes, I know, Benson.

Can't even leave the house without letting them know where I'll be every second.

It is Pat, isn't it?

- Really? - You're lucky, you and Carol.

I used to come over and play tennis with you.

Mr. and Mrs. Faber.

That may well be Janet's only chance of recovery.

That's not what you said at the meeting.

I didn't imagine it either!

I don't know. Come on back to the house. Simon!

Will you get in, please?

I'll have a vodka martini on the rocks...

[ Sobbing ] And now Mr. Charles is dead!

Reconstructing everything.

You are here to fulfill Mr. Benson's fantasy.

That's quite a coincidence.

Some fantasy you dreamed up. More like a nightmare.

I'll double it! I'll triple it!

I used to read Dickens when I was your age. And Hawthorne.

It's west, 12 miles across the jungle...

Ahh! Sorry, Tattoo.

May I-- May I show you to your room?

if I really do have a natural talent, where I got it.

A child with a chance to marry the prince in the magic castle.

to the doctors at Lakedale, huh?

It's all right, Brian.

[ Margo ] The question is, which one?

Especially when she's a woman.

that you couldn't afford to give her the kind of home and life...

The window. The window!

- Don't tell Pat, okay? - No, of course not.

I know it's Ann. Well, who do you think it is?

Come. [ Sobbing ]

I-- I had some errands.

[ Engine Starts ]

Mr. Roarke, I want Janet back the way she was.

Uh, yes, you're right, Grant.

Now why did you agree to this experiment then? Experiment?

The Team! The Team!