Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You, Professor and Ginger, go to the Lagoon. We'll tell the rest.

- Wish, I had three wishes. - I wish, we were home.

Well, how's this?

'Or maybe in the hut.'

- See you later, Gilligan. - Professor.

- He found it! - Yeah, in the sand.

Well, that figures it wouldn't be among the oysters.

All I think about is a motorcycle.

Never mind that, get out of there, Gilligan.

No, sometimes I think of platinum.

- I refuse. - You're just being stubborn.

How can the boy concentrate, everyone's cluttering his mind.

- They go round and round-- - Gilligan, very interesting.

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Oh, yeah, I would.

Thought you don't believe in that stuff.

I should've remembered before I tried it.

That's impossible, Skipper, I'm too big to fit inside my pocket.

- Alright, Gilligan. - Yeah.

Why, don't I live here anymore?

- A white tri-cycle, no. - Hi, Gilligan.

I hope whoever finds it has better luck with it than I.

Of course, you can't think if you're tensed and nervous.

- Moles have sad eyes. - Oh.

Stereo outfit for the tweeter and two woofers