Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Aye aye, sir.
- Oh, Duke was so bumpy. - Is that bad?
Oh, Thurston. Oh, it's the right thing at the right time.
Mrs. Howell.
Cashmere maybe, but wool never.
Okay now, oops, here we go.
* But Duke will make it anyway *
Alright, girls, go.
* It's primitive as can be *
Now you try.
'Girls want him to leave too.'
In fact, I've had other things on my mind
That's it.
- Hello. - Howdy.
but that's all I'm gonna remember about this island.
Baby, isn't that what I always say.
Just like I was telling Mary Ann
* Will do their very best *
No time for idle chat and not with a Duke on the island.
'but the doctor is taking Duke back to his hospital room.'
Ah, that figures, why else would Gilligan have thought of it.
* They'll have to make the best of things *
- Gilligan. - You want me?
Duke Williams, this is Ginger Grant and Mary Ann Summers.
What? He hasn't swallowed any water yet.
You mean, to both of them at once?
- Well, I like little muscles. - Oh.
- What's wrong? - Duke.
- ...184.. - Duke, Duke.
You got to have a body to do that.
Professor, a reverse tsunami, is that possible?
What's wrong, lady, you lose something?
Alright.
Come on, Ginger. Time for fun and games.
We have to do something to discourage him.
He's on his way, I'm coming down.
Gilligan was out fishing, and this is what we landed.
And then giving her a fast goodbye so me and the guys