Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'm afraid there are some things missing that's more disturbing.
Skipper, you and I ought to have a little talk.
Look at this.
I think something's wrong with Gilligan.
- Colonel? - Di-ya-dum-momo.
- Mary, you take this pole. - Okay.
Well, using the deductive form of reasoning
to a time before you were hit over the head.
Honey, there are times
American fleet, you-you signal, they come ashore.
Oh, Professor, there they are. The navy ships are out there.
Skipper, Skipper.
You're right. I don't like it up here.
* The millionaire *
[birds chirping]
- I'm a fat very.. - I'll put you in a..
Makayla tonight After my cooking
Sir? Sir?
projecting forward possible conclusions
So, to sum up, amnesia is still a medical mystery.
Gilligan, according to the radio report
[chuckles]
That's probably poisoned perfumed gas.
You don't like the upper. You're afraid of heights.
* Not a single luxury *
What do you mean?
Swell, I'd sure like to know who I am.
- Sure does. - Yeah?
I wish you'd say that when you didn't have amnesia.
I'm afraid we've done something to make the Skipper think
I mean it. Now move.
Alright, sailor boy, stomach in, chest out.
Oh, the poor man.
Yes, come down. I'm coming right down.
Oh, Skipper, here. Sniff this perfume just once.
Hello, Skipper. What are you doin' with that bayonet?
- I'm the Skipper. - I'm the Skipper!