Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

A cardboard piece down the middle

I feel like Pinocchio.

to separate in two parts and take it off.

Why? I feel just fine.

Maybe we'll wait till tomorrow. I think--

- Or even Julie Andrews. - No, not Julie Andrews.

to work on me because it doesn't have any effect..

- Gilligan, you know that-- - Never mind, Mrs. Howell.

[knocking on door]

but I'm not worried anymore because you're being so careful.

It's just a sprain, Mr. Howell.

It's all my fault. I ordered you up that tree.

Oh, it's still after us. Ah!

- Very good ideas, Gilligan. - Skipper. What's that stuff?

You hold it up while I read the instructions.

Number six. Come on, baby.

[all exclaim] Ah!

I'm sorry, Skipper, but I couldn't find myself.

Well, wonderful. Come on, Gilligan.

Oh, thank you, yes.

Gilligan, boys and girls, it's all the same.

* So join us here each week my friends *

Well, you should know something about emergency treatment.

Eh, no mother had the butler do it for me.

Yes, this could happen to any of us.

No, but I'm sure I'd be wonderful at it.

No, it won't because it's broken, we operate?

That's the hand that signs checks.

- Can I sit down? - Sure.

*Like Robinson Crusoe *

I just came over to join the game.

- Oh! Oh! Lovey! - Oh, I'm sorry, dear.

I think your new nose is marvelous.

Uh, you just breathe deep Gilligan, like this.

Just finished cooking up an anesthetic for you.

My poor little buddy homie

You know, Gilligan, th-there's something about your face that..

Well, I'm not going to get him six.