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[theme song]

* Just sit right back and you'll hear a tale *

* A tale of a fateful trip *

* That started from this tropic port *

* Aboard this tiny ship *

* The mate was a mighty sailing man *

* The Skipper brave and sure *

* Five passengers set sail that day *

* For a three hour tour a three hour tour *

[thunder rumbling]

* The weather started gettin' rough *

* The tiny ship was tossed *

* If not for the courage of the fearless crew *

* The Minnow would be lost The Minnow would be lost *

* The ship set ground on the shore *

* Of this uncharted desert isle *

* With Gilligan The Skipper too *

* The millionaire and his wife *

* The movie star *

* The Professor and Mary Ann *

* Here on Gilligan's Isle **

[theme music]

Here, birdie, birdie, birdie.

Here, birdie, birdie, birdie.

Here, birdie, birdie, birdie.

Here, birdie, birdie, birdie.

Here, birdie, birdie.

Here, birdie, birdie, birdie.

[whistling]

Psst. Gilligan, my boy, come in here at once.

Alright, Gilligan, let's see the merchandise.

- The merchandise? - Yes.

- Oh, you mean the -- - Oh, no, no, no!

Please, Mrs. Howell might hear.

She's not even around.

You don't understand. She has very sensitive ears.

Now, show me what you have.

Remind me put some paper in your cave.

You're a thoughtful husband.

This trouble to make her a pillow.

I want her to have the comforts of home.

You see, she's been a true friend, a devoted companion.

She has that one quality every man wants.

- She's loyal? - No, she's and heiress.

She's loaded.

Gilligan, these just won't do!

I told you now, forget about sparrows and pigeons.

This is a pillow for a Howell.

You've gotta get feathers from more exotic birds.

Like flamingos and peacocks.

I've never seen any birds like that on the island.

You've gotta stay with it, Gilligan.

What you need is perspicacity and ingenuity.

I never saw any birds like that either.

Throw these in the reject pile.

Must be a lot of bald birds.

Now, look, you've gotta get more feathers.

And remember, this operation is on the QT.

If anyone finds out, they might tell Mrs. Howell.

- Hope you know to keep secret. - I do, Mr. Howell.

Alright, repeat my instructions.

No.

- Why not? - It's a secret.

[growls]

[beeping]

Here you are, sir.

- Any audio contact? - Not a beep.

That TV camera should have activated ten minutes ago.

The retro rockets are still firing.

We'll get a soft landing.

What good is it?

We've got to activate that camera

or this whole picture probe of Mars is wasted.

You've still got some time before the landing.

Keep trying.

'Seven seconds before landing.'

'Six seconds.'

- Five seconds. - Gotta get that picture!

Four seconds.

Three seconds.

- 'We've gotta make--' - 'Two seconds.'

One second.

[scientists exclaiming]

- Well, it's landed. - But where?

What part of Mars?

[beeping]

Here, birdie!

Here, birdie birdie birdie.

Not all birdies, just big birdies.

Is there a peacock or flamingo in the group?

All I need is feathers for one pillow.

Please, birdie, birdie.

Oh, thank you!

Thank..

...you.

Whatever you are.

Here, birdie, birdie, birdies.

I'll try this rheostat again.

[beeping]

That did it!

We're getting pictures.

Wait a minute. Look!

I can swear I saw a hut.

A primitive hut.

Yes, I thought I saw it, too.

There it is again. A crudely built hut.

[beeping]

Uh-oh, we've lost contact.

Well, we both saw it.

Somebody or something built that hut.

Right.

There's some form of life on Mars.

[dramatic music]

Here, birdie!

Here, birdie, birdie, birdie!

Here...birdie..

Aaahh!

Skipper! Skipper! Skipper!

Hey, Skipper! Skipper!

- Skipper! - What's wrong, Gilligan?

You should see it, Skipper. It's really weird and strange.

It's got things on the side. It's got an eye like that.

Four legs sticking in the sand like..

Never mind that, Gilligan.

- Did you get its feathers? - What do you mean?

What's all this about feathers, darling?

F-f-feather?

Gilligan didn't say anything about feathers, no.

What he was talking about, he meant the...weather's report.

It's really spooky, Skipper.

It's big, heavy and made of a strange looking metal.

- Strange looking metal? - Yeah.

We'll have to get the Professor and investigate it.

Wait a minute. Show us where to investigate

this big metal whatever it is.

I'm convinced this vehicle is the final stage

of outer space research program.

Me, too.

It's intended to relay information back to Earth.

I agree.

Gilligan, why don't you stop that?

You don't know anything about space.

I know one thing.

You take up more than I do.

Very funny!

Gilligan, there are three types of space.

The space up there, the space down there

and the space between your ears!

I suggest you head back to camp

and listen for some news about this.

In the meantime, let's move this equipment

to the clearing where we can work on it.

(man on radio) 'Cape Kennedy reports further developments on the Mars probe.'

'There's no doubt on the minds of our top scientists'

'that life may exist on the planet Mars.'

- Really? - 'Really, folks!'

'This conclusion was reached from photographs'

'taken from the TV camera just before impact'

'Clearly revealed palm trees and primitive huts.'

'They're doing their best to reactivate the camera'

'which may have survived the landing.'

'Stay tuned for further developments.'

I better go tell the Skipper and the Professor.

Life on Mars.

Well, there's no doubt about it, Skipper.

This was meant to take photographs in space.

Perhaps the moon or Mars.

Skipper, Professor, I've got news!

- Good. Good. - Anything about this?

All they talked about was pictures they took of Mars.

Guess what? There's life on Mars!

There's palm trees and huts like we have.

Oh, that's all very interesting, Gilligan

but it has nothing to do with us.

I'm afraid it does, gentlemen.

Those palm trees and huts are right here.

Wait a minute. Say that again.

You're sounding like Gilligan.

Now, those pictures they're talking about

were taken by this space camera.

You mean, they think this camera landed on Mars?

- Exactly. - Then there is life on Mars.

Because we're alive.

Some of us are.

Imagine getting shipwrecked and landing on mars.

Boy, what a storm, huh?

- 'Gilligan--' - 'Alright, Skipper.'

Gilligan, you better get back to that radio

and listen for further developments.

Right, Professor.

Skipper, I've got an idea.

If we can repair this camera, we might be able

to let Cape Kennedy know we're here. However--

Exactly. We've got all the parts. Why not?

As I was saying, we've got all parts

except the most important one.

The lens.

Must've fallen off on impact.

Well, then, it's gotta be near the point of impact.

We'll form a searching party, search every inch of ground.

If there's a lens on this island, we'll find it.

Darling, you know we've been searching for almost an hour.

And something just occurred to me.

What's that?

You haven't told me what we're searching for.

Oh, yes, yes, of course.

We're searching for a lens.

- Oh, a lens. Oh. - Yes.

- Darling, what's a lens? - A camera, you see.

It looks like a piece of glass and it's round

and about five inches wide.

You just described the diamond in my engagement ring.

Oh, I'm afraid it's even larger than that.

But it's very important.

The Professor says we must find it at once.

Oh. Maybe it could have rolled under here.

Ooh! Yeesh! This bush is so dusty.

Oh, yes, allow me, my dear.

One thing I can't stand, that's a messy jungle.

Thank you, darling.

Oh, Thurston, I found the lens!

No, my dear, that's the bottom from a bottle of bubbly.

We're throwing our empties there.

Sort of our secret stash.

- You think of everything! - I know, dear.

Ginger, I'm exhausted.

We've been looking for this thing over an hour.

I must be losing my touch.

If there's a camera lens around, I usually find it.

Wait a second, Ginger?

Maybe that thing rolled over in here.

We've looked everywhere else.

Oh, I feel something.

Thurston, there's something in there.

Something with fingers.

Well, let's go. It might be a gorilla's nest.

I can't. It's got me by my ring!

I think I've found the camera lens. It's big and it's round.

- It feels like glass. - Well, pull it out, Ginger.

- I can't. It's stuck. - Here, I'll help you.

- Pull! Pull, Lovey. - It's got me. I can't.

Let go of the ring. Anything. Pull, darling.

[screaming]

Oh, my dear. Oh, are you alright, precious?

Oh, it's Mrs. Howell. What a lovely ring.

If you don't mind.

It's never been off her finger since the day we were merged.

I know this is a small island.

But that lens could be in a million places.

On the contrary, according to my calculations, figuring

the area of impact the angle of descent and the fact that

the lens is round and will roll, it has to be in this area.

Alright, if you say so, but I still say the chances

of finding that lens are zero.

[music on radio]

- Hi, Gilligan. - Oh, hi.

The supply hut.

Mr. Howell's feathers. Gotta find him.

- Gilligan, what are you doing? - Who? Me?

I don't recall anybody else on this island named Gilligan.

Standing here. I'm just standing here.

I asked you to listen to radio.

I did. I listened real good. I heard a new song..

* Don't go in there yaay yaay There's nothing in there yaay *

- Gilligan.. - Never mind, Professor.

I know exactly what he's trying to do.

- You do? - Yes.

Doesn't want us to go to supply hut.

Who said anythin' about a supply hut? You told me to stand.

I was. You said listen to radio. The new song went yaay yaay..

What it is, is a fact that he's probably

got one of his famous collections in there.

One of those banana skin collections.

Or maybe it's a clam shell identification bracelet.

There's nothing in there but a bunch of feathers.

Feathers? What feathers?

- It's a secret. - What's a secret?

The feathers I'm collecting for Mrs. Howells secret pillow.

Will you get back and listen to that radio?

We're trying to do something important.

We couldn't care less if you had a feather of the goose

- that laid the golden egg. - What goose?

The goose that laid the golden egg. In the fairy tale?

- Laid a golden egg? - Yes, Gilligan.

Once upon a time there was a goose, This goose laid

a golden egg, this goose was very important in the..

- Never mind, Gilligan! - Please, please.

- Get back to that radio. - Exactly!

You guys won't take any feathers, will you?

We have some more important things to do.

- Will you get to that radio? - Yes, sir.

I wonder where that feather rolled.

Where that feather rolled, where the lens rolled.

Professor, one of these days..

Right there.

(man on radio) 'There may be some scattered clouds, later today.'

'All indications point to clear and fair weather'

'the remainder of the week.'

There's no more news in the radio about Mars.

It doesn't make any difference now, anyway.

We can't work the camera without the lens.

Exactly. We might just as well start dinner.

Get that fire started. Wait a minute.

- I'll give you some matches. - I don't need matches.

- I got this magnifying glass. - You found the camera lens.

- You found it. You found it! - This?

Yes, that lens may save all of us.

Oh, boy! Oh, boy! Yippee! Yippee! Yippee!

[glass shattering]

Maybe you'd better give me the matches.

Matches.

Professor Bancroft, the outside world is anxiously awaiting

developments on the Mars probe.

Have you had any further visual contact, sir?

Not yet.

We're hoping that the technical problem lies here with us.

And that the cameras themselves have not been damaged.

We're still trying to reactivate them.

Based on earlier photographs, do you still expect to find

further evidence of life on mars?

Well, at this point we'd rather not speculate.

However...upon closer examination

of the primitive huts in the enlarged photos

there is a strong possibility that some type

of intelligent being exists there.

- On the other hand-- - George.

Do you remember Washington's orders?

Could I please change all that to "no comment?"

Please, yell, I can't stand this tone at which you're not saying.

We know you didn't mean to smash the lens.

We're just trying to figure out what to do.

If they can activate this in Cape Kennedy.

We've got to have this ready and fixed.

I'll finance you in whatever you need.

Too bad we can't send for a TV repairman.

A TV repairman? Look, I don't mind golden time, double time.

But TV repairman time, even I couldn't afford that.

Now, now, let's let the Professor concentrate.

It's going to take more than concentration.

We've gotta get this lens together, make it function.

- We could use rubber bands. - That's a great idea.

But where in the world are we gonna get rubber bands?

- We could slice up my sneakers. - We appreciate your sacrifice.

But we need something to put this lens together

that won't interfere with the TV picture.

- Some sort of glue. - We'll start drilling for some.

- You don't drill for glue. - Oh, no?

You should see some of the oil wells that I got stuck with.

It's a joke. I thought It'll alleviate the tensions..

If we could make some glue from tree sap. Strong enough glue.

If we could boil down enough sap, we might get

- organic resin that would work. - I'll get on it.

What do you know about getting sap out of a tree?

I know. I saw it in a movie. You take a knife like this.

You go up to the tree. You give it a slice like that?

(Thurston) Heavens! I've been Shish-kebabed!

Oh, Medic! That smarts. Chief of staff..

[instrumental music]

[music continues]

[music continues]

Dumb tree.

Gilligan, you don't have to do it that way.

- Just use four pales. - Why didn't I think of that?

Gilligan, I think things out very carefully

before I put my foot into anything.

Well, now, hurry up!

Looks like you're stuck. Can I give you a hand?

No, Gilligan, you can't give me a hand.

I would appreciate it if you'd put your neck right in there.

- You sure you're stuck? - Yes, Gilligan, I'm stuck.

Are you sure, positively you're stuck?

I'm sure positively, I'm stuck.

Are you definitely, positively sure you're stuck?

I'm definitely, positively sure I'm stuck.

Gilligan.

The Professor is waiting for the glue.

Okay, Skipper, it'll be ready in a minute.

Gilligan, you'll never get finished that way.

The stick is broken. Can't you see that?

Oh, oh.

Never mind stirring it anymore, your gonna make butter outta it.

- It must be ready by now. - I'll test it, Skipper.

Well?

It's ready, Skipper.

There, that's about the best I can do, Skipper.

You think the lens will work, Professor?

Won't really know until remote control activates this camera.

No, nothing yet, George.

[beeping]

Yes.

Bancroft, here.

Fine.

Let us know when you're ready.

We're in luck, John. They think they found the problem.

We're going to try another visual contact in 30 minutes.

I think I should've worn another hat.

This one won't photograph at all.

You're not too late, Mary Ann. We're gonna have it fixed.

Alright, everybody get ready, If and when they reactivate

this equipment we've all got to be ready to be on camera.

[indistinct]

Hold it, you'll all be in the picture.

No sense arguing about who stands in front of the camera.

We'll do it the democratic way. According to who's who.

- Where's Gilligan? - Gilligan?

We can't forget our little buddy. Gilligan, where are you?

I'll be right there.

Gee, I'd better cover it.

One thing about glue, it's a real dust collector.

(Skipper) 'What are you doing back there, Gilligan?'

'When the camera goes on, they won't be able to see you.'

- That's what I had in mind. - What do you mean?

I stand in front, whole world will see.

United States will see. United States sees, my home town will.

If my home town sees, means my brother will see.

My brother sees me, he'll punch me 'cause I'm wearing his shirt.

I think we all better relax. Nothing seems to be happening.

- Oh, Professor. - Okay, wind up the signs.

Don't wander off now, Gilligan.

(Mrs. Howell) 'How do we know when that thingamajig is working?'

Oh, we'll know, Mrs. Howell. It'll start to hum.

Hum? With the money we spent in space you think they'd send up

one who knows the lyrics?

Do you'll hear what I hear? Let's take our positions.

Wait a minute, folks. I hear what you hear.

But it's not coming from the camera.

It's coming from over there.

Gilligan, what did you do?

Nothing, I covered the pot to keep it from getting dirty.

You know what happens when you cover a boiling pot with a lid.

No, what?

[explosion]

[screaming]

[indistinct]

[indistinct]

George, it's all go now, from this end.

Let's try it again.

[beeping]

It's working, George.

It's working. We did it!

Yes, I can see the hut and the palm trees.

But I don't see any sign of life.

Let's try a wider angle on the lens.

(Bancroft) 'Look! Look!'

We've proved it, John.

There's life on Mars.

(John) 'Yes. And what life.'

Chicken people.

They seemed to be half human and half bird.

Look, they're plucking their feathers off themselves.

(Mr. Howell) 'What were all those feathers doing in the hut?'

(Mary Ann) 'We'll never get these feathers off'.

We'll just have to wait for the molting season.

Gilligan, why don't you sit down and stay there?

What's that big bird man doing to that little bird man?

Well, I can't be sure, George.

But I think he's trying to force him to lay an egg.

Hey, Professor.

What's the red light mean on the camera?

Oh, Gilligan, that red light means that..

What..It's humming! It's working.

- It's working. - It's clicking pictures.

George, they've seen our camera. And they're waving.

(John) 'Why would they do that?'

They've never seen a camera before.

Well, I suppose they think it's some strange creature.

And they're trying to get friendly with it.

(Professor) 'They still think they're looking at Mars.'

- Help us! - They can't see us.

We forgot the signs. I'll go get them.

I'll go get them. I'll go get them.

Here they are. Here are the signs.

[indistinct]

Don't you think you're being too hard on poor Gilligan?

Not at all, Professor.

This whole feather mess was his fault.

I'm just making the punishment fit the crime.

What time is it?

Three 'o clock.

Gilligan! Gilligan! it's time again.

Cuckoo, cuckoo. Cuckoo.

[theme music]

* Now this is the tale of our castaways *

* They're here for a long long time *

* They'll have to make the best of things *

* It's an uphill climb *

* The first mate and his Skipper too *

* Will do their very best *

* To make the others comfortable *

* In the tropic island nest *

* No phone, no lights no motor cars *

* Not a single luxury *

* Like Robinson Crusoe *

* Its primitive as can be *

* So join us here each week my friends *

* You're sure to get a smile *

* From seven stranded castaways *

* Here on Gilligan's Isle *