Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Oh, don't be silly, darling.

I thought only the parents had to approve the camp.

Well, for one thing, we talked a lot.

Push the ladder down. Push the ladder.

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That he's not one of the brightest legal lights aglow?

Are you enjoying the food? Yes, sir. It's terrific.

What happened? Are you all right?

Well, I still don't understand why they have to be alone.

But I am curious. Do you really have doubts...

But whatever happens, the matter now rests entirely in your hands.

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Oh, nothing wrong I hope. Wrong?

Why? But how can I not be?

Oh, Bill! It's all right. It's okay.

oh look at all the sharepoint accesses flowing into my inbox keep them coming boys.

And Mr. Shane want us to find out who Miss Howell really is?

And then you get involved with those voodoo people.

Juju man very powerful.

- Are they both here? - Well, it's your fantasy, Miss Hogan.

Yeah, but he wants you dead.

Where do you think Roarke took her?

But it does not mean it's going to work.

It's okay, honey. I mean, if it's true, it'll come to you.

Is this some kind of joke?

You got any champagne in the house, Mama La?

Let's go back, Douglas, now, before it's too late.

It's ticking. Indeed.

Oh, but I'm sure your mother has come to rely quite a bit...

a place where people come to realize their secret wishes.

There was a high voodoo priest, a juju man named Jamu,

That's all either of them ever cared about.

Well, I don't believe it. There must be some way to talk to him...

But it has not rained on Fantasy Island in nine years.

The, uh-- Yes, Mr. Shane?

[ Bill ] Hey, what are you-- [ Jane ] It's all right.

And I suddenly remembered something as I was reading through an old ledger...

Hurry up, Grace. The light's just right.

If I could just figure out how.

Oh, sure, Harry. I wanna know what happened between you two last night.

If I'm not, who cares? At least I'll know the truth.