Ginger: Mary Ann, did you see the magazine I was reading last night?
Mary Ann: Yeah, I thought you left it on the table.
Ginger: I thought so, too.
Gilligan: Maybe it's under the table?
Ginger: Couldn't be.
Gilligan: Why not?
Ginger: The table's gone, too.
Gilligan: That's why not, all right.
Mary Ann: Ginger, I think Gilligan knows something.
Gilligan: I don't know anything about anything. (he leaves)
Mary Ann: That's strange.
Ginger: That's strange. For Gilligan, not to know anything about anything is perfectly normal.