Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

100, 99, 98, 97, 96, 90, uh..

All together. One, two, three..

It really is an awful mess.

Oh, well, Professor's giving us a first-aid course

Your noses, sir.

She's right. You've become so attractive, Gilligan.

Ginger, Mary Ann, you assist Mrs. Howell.

[birds chirping]

[thunder rumbling]

Take a nice deep breath of this a-and you.. Oh, my goodness.

Gilligan, are you alright?

(Gilligan) 'Help!'

- That's better. - Yes.

I'd give a mouth-to-mouth resuscitation.

I don't feel a thing, I don't smell a thing.

I-it's my old nose.

It's actually swollen to the size of a 55-carat diamond.

an accident victim over.

Gilligan, I'm sure it's just bruised.

I better exercise this knee

Mr. Howell was teaching me a proper back swing.

to have thought of this carrier?

- Gilligan. - Hi, Prof..

That scene had a happy ending.

Load of warning here, eh.

* The ship set ground on the shore of this *

(Mrs. Howell) This is terribly exciting.