Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You know, digging that day-trap loosened that little peninsula
with Mars in conjunction with the North star.
Well, I must say the ice-cream gave the legend added weight.
Darling, they're gonna miss you at the horse show.
Ah, there you are, Gilligan, my boy.
Just think mole.
'where he got the dandy shell.'
Oh! Hey, what's wrong with you?
That's just native superstition.
* It's an uphill climb *
Gilligan, we're digging a bait trap.
- It is to me. - Okay, I won't wish for money.
Oh, yeah.
[grunting]
Lovey, I've come to a definite decision.
Yes.
But if Gilligan can get up there, anybody can.
Not yet.
It isn't even raining vanilla, strawberry or tutti-frutti.
I'm relaxed.
[music]
No, Gilligan. Don't say it. Don't say you've lost it again.
You got to relax. Come with me, it'll relax you.
My mother.
- No, wait. - On your head!
* A movie star *