Thurston Howell III
Jonas Grumby (The Skipper)
Eunice Wentworth 'Lovey' Howell
Mary Ann Summers
When Gilligan comes swinging into the party as Tarzan, the first shot has him in control as he starts his swing, but the second shot of him has him out of control and on the upswing as he crashes into whatever was on the table, then in the third shot of him he's in control and on the downswing when he swings between the Skipper and Professor and into the hut's wall.
Thurston: I'll not go to a party that includes someone that considers me a ninny. That's what she called me. A ninny. Do you realize I haven't been called a ninny since my nanny Nanny called me a ninny? Say I think I've written a hit tune.
Gilligan: Now that everything's been explained, I guess you and Mrs. Howell can get back together again.
Thurston: As far as I'm concerned, I never want to hear that women's name again. After what she did to me, I feel toward her as I'd feel toward a Yale man.
Gilligan: You must be pretty mad.
Thurston: Mad? I never should've married her in the first place. You're not married, are you Gilligan?
Gilligan: No. And I don't get any ideas, Mr. Howell, I could never be as good a wife as she is.
Thurston: If I knew that what I know now. But I was young and foolish. Could I help it if I was handsome, charming, and debonair? Could I? Answer me. Could I?
Gilligan: I don't know what to say.
Thurston: Just agree with me. Don't say anything. A simple nod will do.
(Gilligan nods his head.)
Lovey: Yes. And as that man always said, "All's well that ends well."
Skipper: Well but that's just it, Mrs. Howell. Everything isn't well. I mean, what with you and Mr. Howell being separated.
Lovey: Oh, that.
Skipper: Well, I feel terrible about it. I feel like it's all my fault.
Lovey: Now, now Skipper. Actually, you did me a favor. You showed me Thurston Howell III in his true light. He's arrogant, bigoted, childish, selfish, dreadful, and inconsiderate.
Skipper: Come on, Mrs. Howell, he's not that bad.
Lovey: Those are his good points.
Skipper: Come on now, Mrs. Howell.
Lovey: To think what I gave up to marry that man.
Skipper: What'd you give up?
Lovey: I can't think right now, but I must've given up something.
Skipper: Mrs. Howell, I know you're all steamed up now but after you cool off, you'll realize how much you really do love Mr. Howell.
Lovey: Never. He's a closed chapter in my life. I shall pick up the threads and seek a new life. Tell me. Do they take women in the Foreign Legion? Well do they?
Gilligan: Is that what you're wearing to the masquerade party?
Skipper: (dressed as a pirate) Yes. What do you think of it?
Gilligan: It's great. Who are you supposed to be?
Skipper: Who am I supposed to be? Little Bo-Peep.
Gilligan: Oh now I know why you lost your sheep, Little Bo-Peep. 'Cause you only got one peeper.
Lovey: But it isn't bad enough that they turn down the invitation to our party but not to invite us to theirs? What are people coming to?
Thurston: It's the same all over the world. One of my ranches in Africa declared itself a free nation.
Skipper: Hello there, Mrs. Howell, Mr. Howell.
Thurston: Beautiful day, isn't it?
Skipper: The best. That is, if you haven't got a lot of work to do.
Thurston: Watch your language in front of my wife.
Thurston: You know, I was thinking of extending an invitation to our October fox hunt.
Lovey: Thurston, how can you? There isn't a single fox on the island.
Thurston: We'll have to improvise. We'll put one of your mink coats on Gilligan. Tallyho!
Gilligan: Skipper, I wonder if you'd do me a favor? Would you lend me a "resivip" I mean if you got an extra one?
Skipper: Lend you a what?
Gilligan: A "resivip."It says right here in the invitation I gotta wear one. See? Right here: "resivip."
Skipper: Gilligan, that's R.S.V.P.
Gilligan: Okay. Do you have an extra one?
Skipper: Gilligan, what you're supposed to do it write the Howells and tell them that you're coming.
Skipper: That is, if you're going.
Gilligan: Oh course I am. A guy'd have to be pretty stupid to pass up a chance like this.
Skipper: Okay, smarty, go ahead and R.S.V.P. See if I care!
Gilligan: Skipper, you don't have to yell.
Skipper: (yelling) I'm not yelling!
Gilligan: I'd hate to hear you whisper.
Ginger: Skipper, I've got a problem.
Skipper: Yeah, who hasn't?
Ginger: I don't know which dress to wear to the Howell cotillion.
Skipper: I wish I had such a problem.
Ginger: Well if you were me, which one would you wear?
Skipper: Well, Ginger, I mean….You look good in both. What difference does it make?
Ginger: Oh you men are so lucky. You can wear anything and nobody cares.
Skipper: Yeah, that's right. Nobody cares.
Gilligan: I was doing my pushups, and somebody shoved this envelope in my mouth. Hey, it's addressed to me.
Skipper: Well open it.
Gilligan: Yeah. Oh it's an invitation from the Howells inviting me to the Howells' annual cotillion. Oh Skipper, I'm going to the Howells' annual…Skipper?
Gilligan: What's a cotillion?
Skipper: It's a dance.
Gilligan: A dance! Oh boy, I'm going…What am I excited about? I can't dance.
Theme of episode: For a happier life, turn misunderstandings into understandings.
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