Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You're leaving something out.

* It's an uphill climb *

What do you expect from a woman?

Oh, you're Taurus.

No, to see the Howells.

Oh, sorry, Mrs. Howell.

* The first mate and his Skipper too *

Mrs. Howell can't give orders. She says "please."

Well, after all, dear, Gilligan's vote

What does the Skipper have? Me!

She started scratching my back against a tree

Uh, bye, Mary Ann. What was that all about?

You're gonna win the next race for me, aren't you?

- I have. - You want to race me again?

Granite-hearted Howell switched turtles, you got the fast one.

Take good care of my knife.

I mean, nobody to yell at, that is discuss things a bit.

Big corporations. Everybody looks up to you..

What? W-w-what's Mr. Howell got to do with your carrots?

Mrs. Thurston Howell is used to a staff of servants.

I thought it was the eight ball.

- Even if I insist? - Even if you insist.

Gilligan, he's eating the moss.

Please, one more race?

- Gilligan. - You rang, sir?

- 'Come on.' - 'Come on, Skipper.'

You gonna keep losing to Mr. Howell's turtle?

You're all heart, Skipper.

If we can't have carrots

Sorry, I tried to remember.

Look happy, like you're eating some steak.

We're in, Gilligan. We're in.

(Howell) 'Ha ha ha.'

Sixteen, that'll be tomorrow.