Gilligan: Ahoy there, fellow captain.
Skipper: Ahoy there, follow captain?
Gilligan: Now hear this sweepers, man your brooms, fore and aft, and do all those dirty jobs I used to do.
Skipper: Gilligan, do you feel all right?
Gilligan:Ginger read her crystal ball. And guess who'll be the captain of his own ship?
Gilligan: Yo-ho-ho and a bottle rum!
Skipper: Gilligan, you couldn't captain a toy ship in a rain barrel.
Gilligan: Yeah. If I get to be captain, you can be my boatswain.
Gilligan: Chief Pretty Officer?
Skipper: Gilligan, I'm a captain.
Gilligan: I don't think a ship can have two captains.
Skipper: That isn't exactly what I had in mind.
Gilligan: You're jealous because you're afraid that I'll be a better captain that you.
Skipper: Gilligan, one thing I do know for sure, you're gonna be a smarter captain than I am.
Gilligan: I am?
Skipper: Yes, because you're not gonna hire a first mate as dumb as the one I hired.
Gilligan: You're right. I'm not gonna hire a first mate as dumb as the one you hired. That's me.