Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

* The millionaire *
- I'm the Skipper. - I'm the Skipper!
to a time before you were hit over the head.
- Colonel? - Di-ya-dum-momo.
I think something's wrong with Gilligan.
That's probably poisoned perfumed gas.
Yes, come down. I'm coming right down.
Oh, Professor, there they are. The navy ships are out there.
Oh, Skipper, here. Sniff this perfume just once.
projecting forward possible conclusions
[chuckles]
Hello, Skipper. What are you doin' with that bayonet?
I'm afraid there are some things missing that's more disturbing.
I mean it. Now move.
Sir? Sir?
Oh, the poor man.
You're right. I don't like it up here.
Well, using the deductive form of reasoning
So, to sum up, amnesia is still a medical mystery.
Look at this.
* Not a single luxury *
Alright, sailor boy, stomach in, chest out.
- Mary, you take this pole. - Okay.
Skipper, Skipper.
Skipper, you and I ought to have a little talk.
Swell, I'd sure like to know who I am.
American fleet, you-you signal, they come ashore.
- I'm a fat very.. - I'll put you in a..
Makayla tonight After my cooking
What do you mean?
- Sure does. - Yeah?
Gilligan, according to the radio report
[birds chirping]
Honey, there are times
I wish you'd say that when you didn't have amnesia.
You don't like the upper. You're afraid of heights.
I'm afraid we've done something to make the Skipper think