Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

'where he got those nifty rocks.'

We'll send the same one back for you, Professor.

No. Why, Gilligan?

Where's your moustache?

You know, what tastes great with this? Caramel sauce.

Now, just imagine that your body is just floating along.

Gilligan, you have to co-operate, just unwind.

- Any luck? - Yeah. Ginger found it. See.

Oh, Mr. Howell, these things only work only one way.

This is July. There isn't any R in the month.

Ah, the old Howell-luck. It's certainly carrying on.

* They're here for a long, long time *

Gilligan, you not only got a hole in your head.

* A three hour tour *

I bet the ideas are rushing into your head, aren't they?

Maybe they can't find the money. We'll lend it to them.

* You're sure to get a smile *

- You think it'll work? - Of course, it will.

If I tried, will you forget about all this nonsense?

Everybody, we're leaving.

'Mary Ann, we'll take the tree'

- Where are your glasses? - Your father wore glasses too?

'Mr. and Mrs. Howell, take the oyster bed'

And just how is this miracle to take place.

It's chocolate.

And the finder gets anything that he wishes for.

After I reserve first class passage for seven people.

'where he found those swell bird eggs.'

- Your mother is not here. - Neither is my father.

I certainly have and I know for a fact..

You took the eye?

Nine and a quarter.

That boys is generous to a ball.

He found the eye of the idol.

'Thought I'd go in the waterfall, take a shower.'