Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Oh, boy! - Smells kind of piney.
So that's it.
Until I can get a reading on that culture, I wouldn't know what to try on him.
Don and I will show you the way.
What's the matter?
Well, it would be a help.
- How many of these have you eaten? - It was only my second.
I'm glad of that, but-but--
- You thought it would kill me, didn't you? - [ Rumbling ]
Well, exactly how many does that leave in operation?
Here you are dancing like savages, while I'm being drenched.
Well, at our present rate of consumption, that leaves us about a 14-day supply.
Can't be.
Come on.
- Maybe we can help you. - How?
Well, there's nothing we can do about it now, Judy.
[ Will ] No. What does it mean, Dr. Smith?
Try to slide your foot out.
Why, of course you did.
Another word, and I'll remove your power pack.
And then stomping off in a huff...
who, had he survived...
Perhaps if I felt the way Dr. Smith did...
[ John ] Smith!
The little you left us is hidden, but good.
[ Groaning ] Hurry!
a do-it-yourself burial.
What's a pituitary gland?
I'll check with you later. Out.
Gosh, you'll be able to get birds' eggs without even climbing.
My time is short...
They sure look tempting.
we're gonna have to be taking our water in little less than medicinal doses from now on.
Your mother's gone to see if he's all right.