Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Planning to leave by magic carpet?
Gilligan, anybody who finds this between now and sun-down
Professor, what did you say?
* Just sit right back and you'll hear a tale *
Mr. and Mrs. Howell.
- Lovey, my dear. Make room. - What for?
a genuine picture of good Gibson.
I didn't say into the lagoon.
when you're talking to somebody look them right in the eye.
Never thought of that. Where is Mrs. Howell?
I bumped it on the wall. Cave is dark inside.
There's many things to mention for you to take.
Where's mother?
Come on, up, up, over you go.
- Hey, what's that? - If you've been here--
A thousand pardons, my dear.
Oh, easy does it, Skipper.
Say, maybe it's lodged in the tree.
What, it's a great idea, Gilligan.
* And his wife *
No, you made me stand on my head.
With a hind leg of a horn, towed in your pocket.
Why, Gilligan. Imagine bumping into you here.
But you're not going anywhere.
[grunting]