Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You know, Gilligan, when I'm a famous movie star
Huh! Fat chance.
No, you won't, Howell.
I don't know, Skipper. He sure went for the moss in practice.
No, go back.
the first mate for-for the Skipper and his yacht.
Darling, we don't really need a houseboy.
a key ring and a corkscrew. Take it.
* The movie star *
- 'Move.' - 'Come on.'
he washed my shirts and he ironed my trousers.
And on the 16th, you will be the swiftest."
Don't go back that way.
Ingenious, hm?
- And the compass? - Yeah.
Don't back away, Gilligan. I just wanna talk to you.
the loser is the winner.
If the Skipper is man enough to race me.
I'm sorry, Skipper, not unless Mr. Howell says it's okay.
Where am I gonna meet a big, strong, handsome man?
Uh-huh, a little bit higher.
found a favorite spot, and I don't know what my mouth said.
See? Gilligan just loves it. Don't you?
or plants or even grass.
Oh, come on, Rex. Here you go, boy.
* That started from this tropic port *
'Look, for 39 races, he ran in one spot.'
I suppose you're right.
because it doesn't go down either.
I lie awake, trying to figure how to make it easier for you.
I'm sorry, Skipper.
(Skipper) 'Come on, turtle, move. Spin a little.'
- Miss you a lot. - Nobody to yell at you?
- Hi, girls. - Hi, Skipper.