Gilligan's Island

Lovey: Thurston, what on earth is that on your forehead? Thurston: (wipes his brow) It looks like water. I wonder where it came from. Lovey: Thurston, I know what it is. I used to see if on our gardener. It's perspiration. Thurston: It is? What can I put it in? I've got to send it to Dad. He'd be fascinated.

Mary Ann: Just think. There may be some strange man loose on this island. Ginger: That's what I am thinking.

Skipper: Gilligan, I'm leaving these things with you. A gun and a rabbit's foot. If one doesn't work, use the other.

Professor: The only place you'll ever find a monster is in your mind. Gilligan: Or in the Supply Hut

Gilligan: Killer...Voodo...No Bullets...help...

Ginger: Gilligan are you trying to tell us something? Gilligan: I'm trying not to tell you something.

Professor: I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you. Gilligan: That's alright, I was scared already!

Skipper: Think about it. Ever since we got stranded on this island we've had nothing but bad luck. One disaster after another. What do you think caused them? Gilligan: I though we all agreed it was me.

Skipper: Shhh! Let's not upset the women. Gilligan: Let's not upset the men either!

Gilligan: Well you be careful, because if it is an escaped convict or a viscous killer, he could be dangerous!

Ginger: If we had to pick an island to get marooned on, why didn't we pick Manhatten?

Skipper: Gilligan, if you were wide awake on your post, how could somebody get in the hut? Gilligan: I guess they must have picked the lock on the back door. Skipper: There is no back door. Gilligan: Then they came in through the window. Skipper: There is no window. Gilligan: How about down the chimney? No chimney. There's no back door, there's no window, and there's no chimney. Skipper, it looks like we're up against a pretty clever thief. Skipper: Gilligan! Why don't you admit it! You were asleep on guard duty. Gilligan: Only during the robbery.

Gilligan: If there's a ship out there I'm going to see it! Skipper: If there's a ship out there it's in trouble! The ocean is that way!

Proffesor: Now lets just pray that somebody saw our signal. Mr. Howell: Well if they did I hope they just don't come barging in the middle of the night to come rescue us, I'm incredibly tired.