Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Get back, everybody. Get back.

Come on, let's go.

What's wrong, anyway?

Can anyone hear us?

Listen, I don't wanna squish...you!

- I brought you your hat. - Oh, thanks, Skipper.

...one of them will steal the water.

Maybe everybody will be better off without me.

would I be riding this contraption?

H-here, here's some matches.

Gilligan, cut that. Cut that out!

Alright, Gilligan. Go ahead, now, now that's a good boy.

that your name would be mud.

* A tale of a fateful trip *

They're down there. Just threw them some matches.

Thanks, Skipper. My first corsage.

'Cause if you don't guard this with your life

Hi, Mr. and Mrs. Howell.

* Not a single luxury *

* With Gilligan *

Will you stop being sore at me if it hits water?

pickled herring, finnan haddie...salted peanuts.

Well, think how happy I am.

- There! - Here.

I think he may have done something desperate.

As usual, Thurston, the drinks are on you.

Oh, Gilligan. I know you can do it.

Oh, Gilligan, so have I

Great. I wonder what the men will do when they drink that.

"Mm-mm" supply?

- See you at the hut, dear. - Ta-ta, dear.

and the desert made me thirsty again.

And nobody ever found them.

Oh, it's an underground cave. There's lots of water.

[whistling and clapping]