Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Oh, I don't care what my name is now. Hmm.

["The Ballad Of Gilligan's Island"]

* Five passengers set sail that day *

Yeah, how come I'm wearing Japanese uniform?

Your sailor's blood's finally coming to a boil, huh?

- What's that? - You don't hurt us!

Here's his favorite hat. It's just about your size.

I'm warning you, no tricks.

[dramatic music]

Skipper, you sure we'll finish the signal platform

Here, Mr. Howell, you take these.

Well, I want you to talk big. I want names and information.

That's when people can't remember anything at all.

Mrs. Howell, you take this telescope.

I don't have any little buddy.

Mary Ann, Ginger, the Skipper. Huh!

I guess there's no harm in that.

Skipper, isn't it obvious that I'm a woman?

* The tiny ship was tossed *

Now, you're growing up, Skipper.

- Sure I would. - He forgot himself.

[arguing continues]

But I gave you the answer. You are the Skipper.

Everybody thinks they're the Skipper, except the Skipper.

Of course, they are, darling. You're so big and strong.

I grew up on the yacht. I know something about signals.

Twenty years? Oh, we'll be too old to be rescued by then.

But who are you?

[arguing continues]

I'll just close my eyes and pretend I'm bowling.

But you said yourself it's for the Captain's own good.