Skipper: Professor, I don't see how a smack in the jaw could turn him into a radio.
Professor: He's not a radio, Skipper. He's merely a simple form of receiver. You see, the high-frequency sound waves are emanating from the molar, which is-
Skipper: Never mind all the technicalities, Professor. The thing I'm getting at is, I've been belted many times before but the only thing that ever came out of my mouth was a loose tooth.
Professor: From what I've been able to see, one of Gilligan's molars has been jolted out of position and shoved against a tooth with a silver filling. Open, Gilligan.
Gilligan: (out of his open mouth) This is station KALU, Honolulu. The voice of….
Professor: Close. Not too unusual a situation. It's happened a number of times.
Skipper: Yes, but not to Gilligan.
Professor: Well the atmospheric conditions, the metal in his mouth, the shape of his skull, have all combined to make him a receiver.
Skipper: Is there any chance, Professor, instead of being a receiver could we make him a sender so we could get a message to Hawaii?
Professor: I'm afraid not, Skipper. And unless I miss my guess the position of his head and body will bring in different stations.