Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Well, that figures it wouldn't be among the oysters.
- Alright, Gilligan. - Yeah.
- I refuse. - You're just being stubborn.
'Or maybe in the hut.'
Five billion.
How can the boy concentrate, everyone's cluttering his mind.
- Moles have sad eyes. - Oh.
- See you later, Gilligan. - Professor.
- He found it! - Yeah, in the sand.
Thought you don't believe in that stuff.
Oh, yeah, I would.
[melodic music]
All I think about is a motorcycle.
Never mind that, get out of there, Gilligan.
You, Professor and Ginger, go to the Lagoon. We'll tell the rest.
I should've remembered before I tried it.
I hope whoever finds it has better luck with it than I.
That's impossible, Skipper, I'm too big to fit inside my pocket.
- They go round and round-- - Gilligan, very interesting.
Stereo outfit for the tweeter and two woofers
Why, don't I live here anymore?
Well, how's this?
No, sometimes I think of platinum.
Of course, you can't think if you're tensed and nervous.
- A white tri-cycle, no. - Hi, Gilligan.
- Wish, I had three wishes. - I wish, we were home.