Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[arguing continues]

Of course, they are, darling. You're so big and strong.

Mrs. Howell, you take this telescope.

Here, Mr. Howell, you take these.

But I gave you the answer. You are the Skipper.

Oh, I don't care what my name is now. Hmm.

Yeah, how come I'm wearing Japanese uniform?

Skipper, isn't it obvious that I'm a woman?

Well, I want you to talk big. I want names and information.

But who are you?

* The tiny ship was tossed *

Everybody thinks they're the Skipper, except the Skipper.

* Five passengers set sail that day *

That's when people can't remember anything at all.

Now, you're growing up, Skipper.

[dramatic music]

- Sure I would. - He forgot himself.

I'm warning you, no tricks.

Mary Ann, Ginger, the Skipper. Huh!

I don't have any little buddy.

Twenty years? Oh, we'll be too old to be rescued by then.

I'll just close my eyes and pretend I'm bowling.

I grew up on the yacht. I know something about signals.

Your sailor's blood's finally coming to a boil, huh?

Here's his favorite hat. It's just about your size.

Skipper, you sure we'll finish the signal platform

I guess there's no harm in that.

["The Ballad Of Gilligan's Island"]

But you said yourself it's for the Captain's own good.

[arguing continues]

- What's that? - You don't hurt us!