Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Ah, but, that's it. - What's it?
- You got to think what? - Mole. Like this.
- I was? - Why not?
Lovey. Lovey, where are you?
Come on, Mary Ann.
of a million dollars a piece.
Right, Skipper.
[thud]
* Will do their very best *
We have to find the eye of the idol.
Okay. See you later.
You've made your third wish.
You got us off the island, into the lagoon.
Now start wishing.
There's only one method to concentrate and that's yogi.
Ginger, all I'm doing is looking for a $11 worth of quartz.
Just forget it, will you?
- Eh-eh, touché, Skipper. - There's Gilligan.
- The money. - We haven't got much with us.
Soda fountain with all the flavors including sassafras.
I'm working on it, Skipper. I'm working on it.
I'm not going. Just go. I'm gonna stay with my Thurston.
Son, how many times have I told you
- Gopher. - It's your eyes.
- What? - Lumpy.
Does French Vanilla taste kind of smooth and creamy?
- 'So, Gilligan.' - Yeah, bu-but, what about him?
- Yes, we were so nice to him. - That's the last time.
- Oh, yes, I did. - When did you see it last?
* With Gilligan *
- Yeah, don't waste your time. - Don't worry, I won't.
Superstition or not, it's a treat I shall long remember.
Let me tell you something, there's money and there's money.
Oh, certainly, with the full moon over your left shoulder
That's all you ever think about, is gold.
I wish I had some--
None of us are if Gilligan doesn't.
Gilligan, your third wish. Don't express another wish.
I am a bat.
Hey, Skipper, look at this shiny stone. Look.