Julia is your fantasy, my wife, she said.

She just started here.

She believes that Yes, you see, my wish was to have her back just as I met her forever.

So she appears not knowing me.

Soon she takes it just that she did before a place up again and again.

According her became too painful.

So I like toe delicious.

My assistant.

When Melanie requested or fantasy, I had no choice but to oblige.

You can stop her work.

No, he can't.

He's genie And this island is his bottle, trapped forever on.

He doesn't give every guest their fantasy.

He loses his love.

You think that's love?

Letting Julia die over and over again forever.

That's health.

She was your wife, Brooke.

She's not anymore.

She's not even your assistant.

She's your prisoner.

You have to let her go.

I cannot.

No, I'm sorry.

Find him.

What's reach?

Its natural conclusion.

Those are the rules.

Guest.

I'm done.

You'll be fine enough.

And the others? If I interfere with the island, I lost you forever.

Are not the island's guests.

They're yours.

It's no what I want.