Sanders Mr. Paperman, go home. Listen to me. Pretend you had a nightmare, and woke up. This island is a hoodoo, there's death in it, and this is just the beginning. Give it up. Whatever you've invested, forget it and go back to New York. Go home. / Norman I felt the ground shake I'm out of water Critical picture But things ain't that bad / We could be living In Communist China Wearing pajamas And
shouting comrade / I'll fix Gull Reef It will be my salvation We're only talking A few renovations Goodbye to public relations It ain't what I do / Good-bye forever to public relations Public relations no longer my fate This is my life and this is my island Starting life over is never to late / [Speaks, to Sheila] Get Hippolyte!