[soft music]
♪ ♪
- Ruby. - Mm?
♪ ♪
Hi, sweet pea. - Mel!
Oh, it really is you.
- It really is me.
- Why did you sneak up on me like that, old man?
- You weren't expecting me? - No.
- Oh. - But how did you get here?
- No clue.
Suddenly, I was just walking through the door.
I assumed you had arranged it, you know, island magic style.
- Roarke, she knows how much I've been missing you.
She said it was impossible, but I guess she a found way.
- I'm sorry I scared you, baby.
- Just come here. Just want to feel you.
Make sure you're real.
♪ ♪
- Vanilla cream soda as requested.
I see you're enjoying the chicken.
- This seasoning is pure Chattanooga fire.
Are you sure you're not from the South?
- I have relatives from South America, if that counts.
- Mm. - [laughs]
- Jasper Dawson, where are your manners?
Where I'm from, we say that you are a man by birth,
but you're a gentleman by choice.
Thank you for having me. - It's my absolute pleasure.
So tell me, what can the island do for you, Mr. Dawson?
- Well, I'm stuck. - You're stuck?
- I'm stuck, and I don't know
how to get unstuck or get out of here.
- That sounds awful. - It is.
It's like waiting for the bus that never comes.
- Okay, so talk to me about your life
before you arrived at this awful stuck place.
- Well, I'm a simple boy from Chattanooga, Tennessee,
who always loved the arts.
My aspirations led me to Miami,
where I opened my very own art gallery.
- Wow, that's wonderful.
- Well, it was. You know, things change.
And I had a really hard time going with the change.
Ms. Roarke, do you know what an NFT is?
- Non-fungible token?
- Yeah, well, try hanging one of those on your gallery wall.
- Will you excuse me one second?
I have something to take care of.
- Take your time.
♪ ♪
- Oh, Elena! Oh, my gosh, oh!
Thank you, thank you, thank you.
- Mel, it's so nice to see you again.
- Thank you.
Looks like you've been taking good care of my girl.
- I try.
Actually, do you mind if I steal her
for a few minutes? - Oh, of course.
I'll meet you back at the suite, okay?
- Okay.
- Thank you again, Ms. Roarke.
- It's nothing, really.
- All right. - Bye.
- Let's go talk.
- You know, Elena, I didn't even understand
how much I was hurting until I saw Mel.
But you know what?
You and your amazing insight did.
- Okay, Ruby.
- And by the way, look, I am so sorry I was late.
- Ruby, listen.
- But you know, since it was your gift to us,
I figured you'd understand.
- Ruby, do you know what today is?
- Well, I mean, I could say Monday,
but I don't think that's where you're going, is it?
- Today is Día de los Muertos.
- Day of the Dead?
- 24 hours for those of us still on Earth to pray
and to remember our loved ones who have died.
We set up an altar,
and then we fill it with things they love
so we can welcome their spirits back.
- Why you telling me this?
- Because of Fantasy Island, our loved ones,
they return to us as more than spirits.
They can come in bodily form,
just like they were in life.
Ruby, I didn't bring Mel to the island.
- You mean Mel is...
- I'm so sorry.
- Mm, no, obviously Mel is still alive.
He's not dead.
Mel would know if he were dead.
- He might not,
if it happened very recently
and if he died peacefully.
♪ ♪
- The kids...
Elena, I can't be there to comfort them.
- I know, I know.
- Mel, oh, God.
[sobs] How am I gonna tell him?
[sobbing]
[dreamy music]
♪ ♪
- Thank you for waiting, Mr. Dawson.
- Ah, I swear the sun has never felt this good before.
Please, call me Jasper.
- So let's start with the basics, Jasper.
How did you die?
- Well, you know, doctors love
to throw their scary words around,
like high cholesterol, plaque, blockage.
It's just all so unpleasant, but maybe I should've listened.
Whoops. Now about getting me unstuck.
- It sounds as if you are in purgatory.
- Wherever it is, it's lonely and cold and boring as hell.
I belong with the angels.
My fantasy is to go to heaven, Ms. Roarke.
Can you help me? - You can help yourself.
You're getting a second chance, Jasper.
Not a lot of people get that.
You have 24 hours to change your fate.
Now, if you fail, you could end up stuck
wherever you are forever.
- You mean in the bad place?
- I mean the bad place.
The good news is it's up to you.
Welcome to Fantasy Island.
- Hi. - Hey.
- I'm sorry I kept you waiting.
- Now, what did Ms. Roarke say?
- A lot, a lot, actually.
- Now, did you ask how long I get to stay?
Because I--well, I need clothes and swim trunks,
and I think I forgot--
- Yeah, you're just here for a day, Mel.
- Oh, okay. - Mm-hmm.
- Then I guess we'll have to make the most of it.
Let's enjoy every minute.
♪ ♪
- You know what?
That's exactly what we should do.
And I know a private spot by the beach
where you won't need trunks.
- Mm, lead the way.
[both laugh]
- Okay. - Come on then.
♪ ♪
- Morning. - Morning.
- I'm not used to seeing you alone anymore.
- Ruby's with her husband.
He arrived last night at midnight.
- Oh, sorry to hear that. I hope she's all right.
Are we still on for later?
- Yeah, I'll see you at my place in an hour.
- Okay. - Morning, sir.
- Ramon Abila, this is your host, Elena Roarke.
- More like my boss. I'm here to do a job.
- Mr. Abila is gonna paint the gazebos for us.
Of course, you should also make time for yourself
while you're on the island.
♪ ♪
- How did you hear about me? - It was a referral, I believe.
Yes, somebody that you used to know in Miami.
So do you paint other things or just buildings?
- Nothing worth saving lately.
I'm just trying to make ends meet.
- I have a meeting this morning,
but Ash is gonna get you settled.
Then you can relax for a bit.
We don't have to start the job until later.
- Works for me.
- Welcome to Fantasy Island.
♪ ♪
[mellow music]
♪ ♪
- Jasper?
- Ramon?
- You're supposed to be dead.
- Well, I am, usually.
It's complicated,
but I'm so tickled to see you, Ramon.
- Is that right?
'Cause I'm gonna kick your ass.
- [exclaims softly]
♪ ♪
[grunting]
- Ramon, you're obviously in a bit of a tizz.
- I saw the spreadsheets on your computer.
You cheated me!
- That was a misunderstanding. I can explain.
- I should have known that the guy who thought
selling forged paintings was a good idea
was gonna turn around and stab me in the back!
♪ ♪
- I paid you!
- You made me think that you cared about me,
that you were helping me, and then you turn around
and lied about what you were getting for my paintings!
- Your forgeries, if you want to be technical.
And you went through my files! Those are private.
- I thought you were dead. - I am dead.
- You will be once I get my hands on you.
- You're a liar.
- Oh! Oh.
- Where are you going?
Come back here, liar!
- [whimpering]
Hello. Oh!
- Running away?
- I have to go.
We'll talk later, Ramon. Toodles!
♪ ♪
- What is Jasper doing here?
He's supposed to be dead.
- Oh, he's dead.
On Fantasy Island, spirits can return
in human form on Día De Los Muertos.
- That's crazy. - Well...
- You called me for him
because you want me to forgive him or something?
'Cause that's not happening.
- You're here for Jasper and also for you, Ramon.
Nobody ends up on Fantasy Island by accident.
I'm hearing a little pain in your voice.
- Not pain.
Anger.
- How did you meet Jasper?
- My childhood was rough. Dad died.
My mom had to work three jobs.
To cope, when I was about 12,
I started doing a lot of graffiti art.
One night, I was bombing the side of a building,
and Jasper ran out yelling.
Turns out he was an art dealer,
and it was his gallery that I was bombing.
- And he liked your work.
[soft music]
- He looked out for me.
He cared almost like a father.
After he died, I found out it was all a lie.
He betrayed me.
- Maybe that's why you're both here,
so you can tell him how you feel.
- You know what? I'll pass.
♪ ♪
[upbeat music]
♪ ♪
- I let myself in. Hope you don't mind.
- Not at all.
- Got the stuff you told me to bring.
Dani's favorites.
Beer, salami with Swiss.
I may have eaten the other half.
- [chuckles]
- That time in Afghanistan.
- The calaca to represent Dani.
It's perfect.
- Look, thanks for doing this.
There's some things I need to say, and--
- You don't have to explain, Javier.
- So what do I do?
- Well, the calaca and the objects
that you brought it to represent the four elements,
earth, air, spirit, and fire, that's what's important.
Now it can help if you say a few words.
- Hey, buddy.
Look, I'm sure you're pissed at me.
That's on me.
You're my best friend.
I hope that counts for something.
[gentle music]
♪ ♪
How was that?
- Just right. Now you wait.
♪ ♪
- How about you?
Is there anybody you bring back on this day?
- I honor my ancestors every day.
- That's not what I asked.
- Well, there's someone that I...
that I think about bringing back,
my cousin Fernando.
There are so many things to say
I wouldn't even know where to begin.
- You might as well try.
That's what I finally decided.
Can't just carry it with me.
The burden's too heavy, you know?
- Now, is it just me,
or was this tattoo a lot less when you got it?
- Oh, yeah, it grew.
As soon you left, it just kind of expanded.
Don't ask me why, 'cause I don't know.
Other than that, it's a sign that I'm supposed to be here.
- Hmm. I like it.
- Hmm. Me too.
- Something you want to tell me?
- No, nothing, nothing.
Honey, I'm just happy to be here with you.
- Permission to float a theory?
- Permission granted.
- I think you met someone, but you're afraid to tell me
because you don't want to hurt me.
- Well, three for imagination, and zero for accuracy.
♪ ♪
- Was my coming here a mistake?
- No! Mel, this is the best thing
that's happened since I've been here.
- Permission to float a theory? - Denied.
- Well, then I'll just say whatever it is,
or whoever it is, it's okay.
- Mel, you're dead.
You died.
I'm so sorry.
- Well, you're talking crazy.
- No, the reason why you're here
is because today is Día de Los Muertos.
- But a dead man can't feel the sun on his face
or smell the ocean.
- I know, but here you can.
And just for today.
Honey, I called you here,
and I didn't even know I was doing it.
- No, Ruby, I am not dead!
- Honey, I should have told you sooner,
but I didn't know at first.
- No, no, I don't want to hear any more of this foolishness.
You know, maybe me coming here really was a mistake.
- Mel!
♪ ♪
- Oh, come on!
[light playful music]
Let's go!
♪ ♪
Go, go, go!
Ahh! Oh, uh...
- This is not the highway to heaven.
Come with me, please.
- I'd love to dig a little deeper
into this "get Jasper into heaven" plan
because I feel that hellfire is licking at my heels.
- Oh, the plan is simple.
You figure out why you're stuck so you can fix it.
- Cool, yeah, but what about Ramon?
He didn't seem that thrilled to see me.
- Okay, let's talk inside. - Okay.
- So what do you think?
- Oh, no. - What?
- No, no, no, no.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!
Oh, dang it all!
- What's wrong, Jasper?
Isn't this your gallery, your--your baby?
- This is my purgatory!
I was stuck in here since I died,
in some timeless void staring at blank walls.
- This is a lovely space.
I mean, I agree with you, it's a little bare, but--
- Oh!
- There, that's much better.
Shall we take a spin around the room?
- Yeah.
I can't stand this newfangled, self-indulgent so-called art.
I mean, what do you feel when you see this?
- I feel bad for your roommate Maxwell Reid.
You know, that's the key to your first apartment, 1988.
And then you ran out,
and Maxwell had to pay all of your back rent.
- Well, I was saving money to rent a gallery space.
Put every penny I made towards that.
- Oh, sweet ride, Jasper.
- Her name was Sally.
- Oh, my, Jasper.
You totaled Sally, and then you gave her a cheap paint job
and sold her to an unsuspecting neighbor.
- Who was cheating on his wife
with the bag girl at the Piggly Wiggly.
I don't feel bad about that one.
No, sir, I do not.
You know what? Let's move on.
Doesn't look familiar, so shall we?
- That is the first painting that Ramon forged for you.
A heads up before you speak.
The road to hell
is not actually paved with good intentions.
In reality, it's paved with lies.
- Fine, it's Ramon's.
♪ ♪
He's so talented.
Even as a kid, I could see that in him.
- And teaching a young man to use his talent
to cheat others,
that's an interesting way to mentor, you know?
- We were just gonna do it once,
and then it went so well.
I knew that I could sell more and more and more.
And it's not like I didn't give Ramon a cut.
- But you told him you sold them
for less than half of the actual price, Jasper.
- I needed the money.
Galleries are a money pit, Ms. Roarke.
- And what about Ramon?
- He was making money as an artist.
Yes, forgeries, but that's better than most artists do.
- Jasper, Ramon trusted you.
♪ ♪
- Why can't I move?
- You spent a lifetime cutting corners, shading the truth,
using people to get what you wanted,
and you see, the island didn't bring back Maxwell
or your cheating neighbor.
The island brought back Ramon.
- Who hates my guts worse than anyone.
So how is that fair?
Oh, no, I'm in H-E-double hockey--ahh!
[grunts]
Oh...
Okay, Ramon, take your best shot.
Oh, come on, Ramon. You're not a house painter.
You are an artist.
I'm sorry I lied to you, but I've seen the light.
And I wasn't all bad. I taught you art history.
I taught you how to tie a bow tie.
- I looked up to you.
You could have nurtured my talent.
Instead, you took advantage of it, and then you died,
and you left me with nothing.
That's why I'm a house painter.
- So now I can apologize, and we can move on.
- Why would I do that?
- Because you're a good kid with a good heart.
And, Ramon, I will be in purgatory
for the rest of time, or even worse, the bad place.
- I get it.
Just like you held my future in your hands for so long,
now I hold your eternal future in mine.
- Yeah, that about sums it up.
- It looks like you're screwed.
- Oh, Ramon.
♪ ♪
- The flowers you asked for.
- Beautiful, Segundo.
- But I don't like this.
- I need to help him.
[speaking Spanish]
- Fernando's spirit is too troubled.
- Well, I think maybe it's time
to lay down the burden, Segundo.
- Well, that I agree with. - Elena, I'm sorry.
- Yeah? - Have you seen Mel?
I told him that he was dead. Now I can't find him.
What happens if I can't find him?
What? What did that look mean?
- With people that refuse to accept that they have died,
sometimes they get-- they get very angry.
- And lost.
- Okay, then what happens after angry and lost?
- Just give him a little time. He'll come around.
- Elena, I'm so scared.
- Don't worry, okay? Don't.
[tense music]
- She's crazy.
I can't be dead. It doesn't make any damn sense.
- Yoo-hoo!
I'm talking to you!
Can you hear me?
I'm talking to you!
Hello?
Oh, my goodness! - Hey!
- Where'd you come from? - That's a long story.
I was home, and now I'm here,
and, well, you know, it all kind of goes a little blank
in the middle of there, I'm sorry.
- Well, never mind. I'm Jasper.
- Oh, Mel. I'm in a fight with my wife.
- Well, I'm in a fight with God.
But she's giving me the silent treatment.
- Is that right?
- So tell me, Mel, what do you do
when you're at odds with the Mrs.?
- Oh, I hit some golf balls, cool off.
And there are my clubs, because of course.
- Well, there you go. Don't mind if I do.
[soft music]
Oops.
♪ ♪
[soft music]
♪ ♪
- [laughs]
Well, if you had to bring me back from the dead,
well done on the view.
- So damn good to see you. - Wait, I need to know.
This gonna get all mushy and stuff?
- Yeah, it's possible. - Mm-hmm.
Well, then we're gonna need beer.
- Dani--
- Mm, beer first, mushy talk later.
- Okay.
- Good to see you, you big sap.
[chuckles] - Thanks for coming.
[laughs]
- Plays all sorts of sports, right?
[both laughing]
- Oh, no! - Mm-hmm.
- Oh, she cut off all her gorgeous hair.
- She said it bugged her on the volleyball court, so...
- Oh, she looks happy.
She misses you, but she is.
And look who is obsessed with fishing.
- Oh, that's my girl.
[soft music]
♪ ♪
And the new wife?
Come on.
It's been six years since I died.
Mike better have a new wife.
♪ ♪
- Debra, she's a teacher,
apparently really into bird watching.
♪ ♪
You okay?
- Do they laugh a lot?
- Mm-hmm. - Yeah?
And the kids like her?
- Mm-hmm. - Okay.
Good for him.
Mm.
Now it's your turn.
- To marry your husband? I told you he's taken.
- No, move on from the past, find peace.
♪ ♪
- That's why I asked you to come.
Dani, if-- - Don't ask me to forgive you.
I won't do it.
♪ ♪
You have nothing to be forgiven for, Javi.
♪ ♪
Don't you get it?
The only person here not at peace is you.
♪ ♪
- ♪ Please, as you are ♪
♪ That's good enough by far ♪
♪ ♪
[tense music]
♪ ♪
- Fernando.
Please, cousin.
I want to talk.
Let me help you, Fernando.
Come on, Fernando, come on.
Come on.
- I don't set out to do wrong, Mel.
Wrong just seems to find me.
I think it's because I'm so dang charming.
People just want to give me things,
and I took advantage of that.
- Well, that's no excuse for being an ass.
- I guess it doesn't matter now.
I've lost Ramon forever.
He hates me.
I'm gonna go to hell in a hand basket
without the hand basket.
- Do you know that your eyes
well up a little bit every time you say his name?
- Allergies.
- Oh, same thing happens to me when I talk about my son,
especially when things aren't right between us.
- You know it's all a big crutch, Mel.
The smile, the delightful turn of phrase--
just tools to hide the little boy
who was ignored on the playground.
- Maybe it's time that little boy grows up.
- I always wanted to evolve into a better man.
I really did, but time slips away.
Now, it's too late. Dead is dead.
- Well, things work a little differently around here.
Here's what I know.
The island wouldn't set you up to fail.
Don't give up on Ramon.
- Do you think he really might forgive me?
- Well, I think fathers mess up a lot.
"I'm sorry" goes a long way.
- You made it sound simple admitting that you did wrong.
♪ ♪
- Do you know when I get
the absolute maddest at my wife?
- Tell me.
- It's when I know that she's right,
like I'm starting to think that she is right now.
Well, I've got some apologizing to do right now, in fact.
♪ ♪
I hope to see you on the other side, Jasper.
- Well, I wouldn't count on it. - [chuckles]
♪ ♪
Hey. - Hey.
- I'm sorry.
- Oh, forgive him!
He's sweet, and he is so wise.
- And I didn't mean to scare you running off like that.
- I'm sorry too.
I should have found a better way to tell you.
- Well, I don't think there's a lot of good ways to say it.
♪ ♪
- Oh, you're here. Thank God.
- I was hoping you'd come.
Do you know what you have to do?
- I do, but Ms. Roarke, I need your help.
- What is this?
- Jasper's final exhibition
featuring a very talented young artist.
You have a gift. - I don't understand.
This is everything I've done since I was a kid,
but I threw it all out.
I never thought it was good enough.
- And I pulled every last piece out of the trash.
- I'll leave you two to talk.
♪ ♪
- Why?
- Because I believe in you. I always did.
And I knew that someday you would want these.
I love you like a son.
You trusted me, and I messed up.
♪ ♪
No excuses, just a message.
You have a gift.
Do not waste it.
♪ ♪
If you'll excuse me, I have a date with destiny.
♪ ♪
- I'm really dead.
- You really are. - How?
- I don't know, but Elena says she thinks it was peaceful.
- You know, it's gonna be hard on the kids
losing both of us the same year.
- You're such a good man, Mel,
always thinking of other people.
- Oh, I'm scared, Ruby.
What's gonna happen to me at midnight, you know?
Where will I go?
- Honey, I don't know.
Wherever it is, I should have been there waiting for you.
- No, you're exactly where you're supposed to be.
Can I make a confession?
I miss us being us.
I like those old people with the creaky knees.
[both laugh]
It's crazy, huh? - Crazy beautiful.
- Yeah.
- You know, we've got a lot to be proud of.
- Mm. - Best kids in the world.
- Yeah, cutest grandkids.
You know, that's 'cause they all look just like me.
- What?
You...
[both laughing]
[uplifting music]
♪ ♪
- Damn, we're old. - As the hills.
But I had a good life. I mean, a really good life.
- The best.
I bet your funeral was standing room only.
- Well, yours was.
I told the kids that I scattered your ashes
during the trip, but we had one hell of a homegoing.
- I bet you did!
- So many memories, you and me.
You remember when MJ smashed
Ellie's birthday cake in her face?
- We thought she'd be so mad,
but she licked it off, just as calm as can be.
- Yeah, she took after you, that's why.
♪ ♪
- Thanks for the slideshow and for keeping up
with my crazy family after all these years.
- Hey, Dani... - Oh, I already told you.
- No, listen, I need to say this, okay?
I'm sorry that you died and I didn't.
- I'm sorry I died too.
But I'm not sorry you didn't.
Look, if you want to do something for me,
Javi, do this.
Live, fall in love, make mistakes.
If you want to tell stories about me at my kids' wedding,
that would be great, but this is your life.
Live it like crazy for me.
♪ ♪
See you on the other side.
- See you.
♪ ♪
- I'm never gonna wear a bow tie.
- But at least you'll know how to tie one.
You came.
♪ ♪
- What time is it? - It's 11:58.
But no one's counting.
♪ ♪
- It wasn't just about the money.
I mean, it was definitely about the money,
but I was also mad at you for dying.
- Well, I was mad at me, too, for dying and the money.
- You were like a father to me, Jasper.
Not father of the year maybe, but it still counts.
♪ ♪
- Does this mean that you forgive me?
- I forgive you.
- Thank you.
♪ ♪
Will you stay with me?
- I'm not going anywhere.
♪ ♪
- You know what this means?
- What? - It's official now.
Since I'm dead,
we are no longer married,
and you have no excuse
not to go forward and live your life.
- That's a little bit scary.
- It's time to shed the cocoon and turn into a butterfly.
♪ ♪
So what's her name? - Who?
- The woman you so obviously aren't telling me about.
- Gina.
♪ ♪
- When I come back next year, introduce me.
Longer than a lifetime.
- And more than all the world.
I love you, Mel.
♪ ♪
- Are you afraid?
- Not anymore.
♪ ♪
- Fernando!
Let me help you, Fernando!
[tense music]
♪ ♪
[soft music]
♪ ♪
- Morning.
I came with pastries.
- What happened to you?
- Oh this? Nothing.
- Uh-huh, and you being here, that's nothing, too, right?
- Well, after the Day of the Dead,
I wanted to spend time with the living.
For my ofrenda, you have tres leches cake.
I got you some orejas and a few buñuelos.
- You brought me day-old dead people bread?
- Mm-hmm, yeah. - I'll take it.
- So did your friend come?
- Yeah.
- And did you say what you needed to say?
- Not exactly, but she said what I needed to hear.
- How did she die?
- [clears throat]
It was Christmas Eve.
We were in a city called Lashkar Gah.
It's a Taliban stronghold.
And I'd been struggling with a bad case of CMI.
- What is CMI?
- Chronic multi-symptom illness,
a grab bag of all of these fun,
medically unexplained chronic symptoms.
And I was scheduled to the fly that morning,
but I had the worst headache of my life.
I could barely stand up,
so Dani offered to take my place.
And on the way to the airfield, the vehicle that she was in
that I was supposed to be in ran over an IED.
- I'm so sorry.
- So I came home and she didn't,
all because she wanted to let me sleep off a headache.
- You would have done the same exact thing for her.
- Now we'll never know. - I do know.
And I can assure you she does too.
♪ ♪
- [chuckles]
I want to take you out on a date,
kiss you goodnight, or good morning, or both.
♪ ♪
I gotta get the plane ready.
- Oh, um...
♪ ♪
Okay.
- ♪ I need a mouth to sing this song ♪
♪ And I need my fingers to strum along ♪
- Have a safe flight.
- ♪ Sleep until noon and warm me in winter ♪
- How are you? - [sighs]
You know what?
I'll be fine.
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- I didn't finish painting the gazebo.
- Somehow, the gazebo will be all right.
[laughter]
By the way, I sent some photos of your work
to an art gallery in New York,
and they'd like to do a studio visit
and select some of your pieces to show.
- Really?
- I think it's time for you to do as Jasper said:
believe in yourself.
- Thank you. - Of course.
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- I'm guessing you don't feel like being alone either.
Want dinner? - Crab mofongo?
- I can make that happen.
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- ♪ Oh, carry me on, oh, carry me through ♪
- Okay.
This looks beautiful.
- Thank you. - Mm-hmm.
- Oh, is that your great uncle?
- It is. Wasn't he dashing?
- Wow, very handsome.
Oh, Elena, you got a note here.
- From who?
- Well, I don't know. Let's see.
It says it's from Tio.
Oh, wait a minute. Is that him?
Let me just read it for you. - No, no, it's okay.
- "My dearest Elena, my apologies for missing you.
"I had a lovely talk with Segundo.
"Sounds as if you're doing a wonderful job.
"You should be proud,
and I'm so pleased to hear you finally accepted a right hand."
Oh, that's me. He's talking about me--okay.
"No one should do this job alone.
"One word of caution:
"I know you love your cousin Fernando,
"but leave him be, child.
"He's not ready.
"Hope to see you next year.
With love and respect, Tio."
- I can't believe I missed him.
- Elena, who's this cousin he's talking about?
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- I told you that I tried to say no to this position,
but I didn't tell you that I did say no.
I was so in love with James. I was engaged.
I...
so my cousin Fernando, he stepped in.
And the island wasn't happy.
It didn't end well.
Fernando, he blames me.
I blame me too.
- Elena.
- It's okay. You know what?
That's a conversation for another day.
I will tell you about my uncle's right hand.
He went by Tattoo.
- He had the same tattoo as me? - Yes, he did.
- Oh. - And they were inseparable.
- Just like us. - I suppose so.
- [laughs]
You want to talk about Mel?
- Yes, but not tonight.
Why don't you tell me a little more about Tattoo?
- He took the arrival of the plane very seriously.
- Oh. - He'd ring this gigantic bell.
- Really? - Yes.
[both laughing] - That's cute.
- Everybody loved him.
He would always say, "The plane, the plane!"
[dreamy music]
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