Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

...and I just crushed the transmitter.

* With Gilligan *

This is a mayday. Calling CQ.

Will you stop repeating everything I say?

Just follow me. I know exactly where it is.

They can get us off here. Skipper, we're safe.

Almost got it fixed.

[indistinct chattering]

If anyone can hear me, this is the Skipper of the S.S. Minnow.

But at least we got a chance again. How's it coming?

'Merry Christmas. Merry Christmas.'

that navy destroyer to spot us.

It's not like we're celebrating Christmas with a bamboo tree.

Thanks, Skipper.

I want you two to see what you can savage out of the galley.

'First lets try a simple knee bend. Hand's on hips.'

That's probably 'cause I'm smiling.

That's right, good, sir.

And you can't do it because you're the skipper.

But don't come any closer. Stay right here.

If we're careful, we can stretch our food supply to last a week.

You mean we're marooned?

Up, down, up, down.'

- Calling CQ. CQ. - I hear it! I hear it!

'to be survivors from the S.S. Minnow.'

That could be days or weeks or even months.

- Aye aye, sir. - Gilligan!

* They'll have to make the best of things *

Maybe if you kept this and kind of tried this--

Gilligan, will you do me a favor?