Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Lost for the 38th time. - No, no, 39th time.
If I race Howell, I'll be betting your services.
- I'm really-- - Seaweed, grass, moss.
Certainly not if the wings were knitted.
- Alright with you? - You're gonna race again?
Three thousand dollars for the wild lettuce
Good for you, Mr. Decent Human Being.
Asking Thurston Howell to let the Skipper win a race.
- From Gilligan, of course. - Bull's eye.
We will have a race day after tomorrow.
Mr. Howell reads the financial page every day.
What makes you think I'm gonna start losing now?
- He bought those too? - Mm-hm.
I do. It's not the same around the hut.
You're not supposed to win.
Mary Ann, could we have a couple of your carrots?
deliberately did a good deed, I'll lose my window seat
I'll do it, Ginger. Thanks a million, I'll do it.
* Aboard this tiny ship *
Darling, the Skipper's awfully unhappy without Gilligan.
- Huh? Oh, knife blade. - Yes, yes.
Yes, it does make life more bearable, doesn't it, mm?
just like in orange juice.
But where on this island would one find a houseboy?
will he be able to scave again?
Tradesmen around the rear, please.
Fifty carrots for $5,000?