Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Frankly, I don't blame her a bit.
I'm not staying alone. Be a darling, help me.
You must have rented it
Thurston, Thurston. Can't the captain of a ship marry people?
- Or nobody will be talking. - Exactly.
- They'll be awfully pretty. - Thank you, dear.
West 52nd Street.
[continues singing]
The guys were right.
We'll set them up with fond memories.
at once!
[thunder rumbling]
Good evening and welcome to the Tour d'Argent.
Oh, I didn't give you those flowers, Mrs. Howell did.
* Just sit right back and you'll hear a tale *
Ha ha, don't sell yourself short, Gilligan.
No.
Ah-huh.
Watch this, Skipper.
Clicking my nails?
Here we are.
Gilligan, Gilligan.
Thurston, let's show them what real happiness is.
Gilligan? Gilligan, a husband?
Sure.
of Mr. Howell's proposal to Mrs. Howell in the Tour d'Argent
Sure thing, Mr. Howell.
At least she's sitting with him.
I want you gentlemen to clear space for me
How did it all start?
- Well, say it to yourself. - I certainly will.
* The ship set ground on the shore *
cold blooded, nefarious, female scheme.