Gilligan's Island (1964–1992): Season 2, Episode 24 - Feed the Kitty - full transcript

♪ just sit right back,
and you'll hear a tale ♪

♪ a tale of a fateful trip ♪

♪ that started
from this tropic port ♪

♪ aboard this tiny ship ♪

♪ the mate was
a mighty sailin' man ♪

♪ the skipper brave and sure ♪

♪ 5 passengers set sail that day
for a 3-hour tour ♪

♪ a 3-hour tour ♪

♪ the weather started
getting rough ♪

♪ the tiny ship was tossed ♪

♪ if not for the courage
of the fearless crew ♪



♪ the minnow would be lost,
the minnow would be lost ♪

♪ the ship's aground
on the shore of this ♪

♪ uncharted desert isle ♪

♪ with gilligan ♪

♪ the skipper, too ♪

♪ the millionaire and his wife ♪

♪ the movie star ♪

♪ the professor and Mary Ann ♪

♪ here on gilligan's isle ♪

Skipper!

Skipper!

Skipper! Skipper!

Skipper! Skipper!

Alright, what
scared you this time?



Did it fly?

Did it crawl?

It jumped?

It roared.
It was a lion.

You saw a lion?

No, I didn't
see him, skipper.

I heard him.
He roared.

Rahhhrrr!

Stop that!

For goodness sakes,
gilligan, what you
heard was me,

sawing this wood
from this crate
that washed ashore.

I did?
Listen.

What was that?

That was an echo.
Now, will you go
pick bananas?

I'd rather stay here
and help you pick wood.

Hey, skipper, there's
writing on this wood.

So, there's
writing on the board.

Look! "From
Harris expedition..."

"To Singapore zoo"!

"Felis Leo"?

Yeah, from
Harris expedition
to Singapore zoo.

Felis--what's
a felis Leo?

What are you
gentlemen doing--

making
a Jigsaw puzzle?

Hello, professor.

No, we were just
putting together

the printing from
this crate I found
in the lagoon.

Professor,
what's a felis Leo?

Well, it's the zoological
classification for lion.

Oh, well, there
must have been
a lion in this crate.

Will you get
out of the way!

Onward!

Gilligan, will you
stop dragging your feet

while we're on safari?

I'm sorry, skipper.

If we don't get
a move on, we'll
never catch this lion.

This looks
like something.

Gilligan,
will you lead off?

Go on, move out!
Go ahead! Move!

What do you
think it is?

Ow!

The lion!
Run for your lives!

Gilligan,
for goodness sakes,
that was Mr. Howell!

Why don't you
go back to camp and
stay with the women?

If I go back to camp,
the girls will think
I'm a coward.

Besides, you guys know
I'm not afraid
of any old lion.

All they are
are fur and bones and muscles

and long claws
and big white fangs

with big white teeth and--
I'm meet you back in camp.

Oh, I try
to teach that boy,

but it just
doesn't work out.

Well, don't be
too hard on the boy.

Some men just can't
face up to the king
of the beasts.

Now, look,
let's get on with it.

That lion
could be anywhere.

Behind that tree
or crouched behind
that rock.

You don't think
it is, do you?

Mr. Howell,
animals can smell fear,

so I suggest you get
ahold of yourself.

Say, come to think of it,

gilligan's scared,
and he's all alone.

Well, if you're
concerned about him--

well, I'd better
go back to camp and
see that he's safe.

Here, I'll catch up
with you fellas later.

Gilligan!
Gilligan!

It's no use, Mr. Howell.

We can't
handle this alone.

Yes, this equipment
is sort of bulky, too.

I'd better
get the skipper back here.

Yes, right, you do that.

Uh...do you mind?

I travel better light.

Yes, Napoleon said that.

G-Gilligan?

W-Was that you,
little buddy?

Or was it the--
yaaagh!

Well, I might as well
make myself comfortable.

After all,
what can I do alone?

Alone!

Aah!
Aah!

Look out! Look out!

He's got me!
A green lion!

I give up.
I give up.

Gilligan!

The lion's
right behind me!

Hurry! Hurry!
He's right behind me!

Run for your life!
He's in front of me!

I was in front of you!

Where?

Then you must have
been in back of me.

Then you must have
been in back of me!

Gentlemen, please!
This is ridiculous.

Now, it's up to us
to catch that lion,

safeguard the island,
and protect the women.

We can't go running,
flying helter-skelter

every time a twig snaps.

Oh, isn't it awful
the way women have
to sit and worry

and wait until the men
decide to show up.

Usually I don't
have to wait
very long.

Bless you,
Mrs. Howell.

Gee, I hope you're
not catching a cold.

A howell catch cold?

Oh, really, darling!

Must be my allergy.

Allergy
to what?

To cats, my dear.

They always make me--
make me--

cats? I haven't seen
any cats on the island.

Have you, ginger?

Cats? No.

Catfish, yes.

Good gracious,
I never thought of that.

Catfish?

No, but couldn't
a lion be considered

a member
of the cat family?

A lion? Well,
I suppose so.

Oh. Well, then he's
been making me sneeze.

Aah!
Aah!

Oh!

Oh, no!
Oh, not now!

Not now!

Let's block
the door.

Oh, ginger, let's
do the table first.
Ok.

Hurry, hurry.

Help us, Mrs. Howell!
We'll trap him inside.

Get a chair.

Oh, dear, he'll
eat up all my furs!

Mrs. Howell,
how can you think of furs
at a time like this?

Oh, well, that's true.
How silly of me.

They're all
insured, anyway.

Let's go tell the men
what we've done!

Oh, thurston will
be so proud of me!

Oh, I'll bet
we're 3 of the bravest
girls in all the world.

Fearless, lion-hearted--

Aah!
Aah!
Aah!

Chicken-hearted,
too!

Ginger, Mary Ann?

It's me, gilligan.

Don't be scared.

Where is everybody?

Anybody?

Oh, no!
Not all 3 of them!

Mrs. Howell!

Hey, Mrs. Howell!

Huh.

Mrs. Howell!

Mrs. Howell?

Stay out there, lion!

The window!

If he gets through there,
he's gonna have to find me.

Right?

Alright, I give up.

Come and get me.

Don't play with me
like a mouse.

Come on,
get it over with!

Well, what are you
waiting for?

Something wrong?

Oh, look at that.
A Thorn.

Want me to
pull it out, huh?

Then we can be pals,
just like in the story.

You read it?

I hope you read it.

Here goes. Now,
be a nice lion, huh?

And then we barricaded
him in our hut.

That's wonderful,
ladies!

Let's go back
and capture
that lion!

We'll set
a trap by the door
for when he comes out.

Smashing idea!

Are you ready?

Yes.
Yes.

Ta-da!

Here he comes now!

Good work!
Wonderful,
skipper!

You did it!
You scored him!

Gilligan!
Gilligan!

Where's
the lion?

Oh, he's in there.
I'll go get him.

You don't
have to be afraid.

We're pals.

You see? He wants
to make friends with you.

I don't like the way
he's looking at me.

I don't like the way
he's looking at me, either.

Thurston,
he's looking at me.

And he's
licking his chops!

Mary Ann, ginger,
don't be afraid.

But he's drooling!

Oh, he's drooling!

Gilligan, that lion
belongs in a cage!

How can I put my pal
in jail? He loves me.

Well, gilligan,
he doesn't love us.

Now, you can't
stay around here
with that lion.

Okay, then I'll
take him away.

Now take him away!

Away? How far can you
go on an island?

You'd rather stay with us
than go with the lion,
wouldn't you, gilligan?

Yes, but I don't
want him in a cage.

Gilligan,
make up your mind.

It's either
the lion or us.

Hurry, before
I break out in hives!

Come on, Leo.
We might as well go.

Come on, Leo. Come on.

Well, what do you know?
He chose the lion!

I wonder how long
it'll be before
the lion chooses him.

Come on, Leo. Good boy.

Stay!

Here you go.
That's a good boy.

That's a good boy, yeah.
That's a good lion.

That's a good boy! Yep!

I sure am glad
you're still talking to me.

I just brought
you your lunch.

Thanks, Mr. Howell.

Don't thank me.
We drew straws,
and I lost.

Wait, Mr. Howell,
please.

Leo's learned
some new tricks.

You'll be the first one
to see them.

Maybe the last, too.

No, Mr. Howell, wait!

He'll be
awful disappointed.

He's begging
for you to stay
and see his tricks.

Yes, well,
charity begins at home,

and that's just
where I'm going.

Gilligan, gilligan!
Stop him! Stop him!

Um, stay, stay, stay!

Get down!
Get down! Get down!

Wait'll you see this one!
Play dead! Play dead!

Play dead.

Not you, Mr. Howell!

Hello, professor.

Oh, ginger,

have you seen
Mr. Howell?

No. Has anything
gone wrong?

Well, he went
to take lunch to gilligan,

but he hasn't
come back yet.

Oh, heavens, you
don't think that
something awful--

oh, no, don't
jump to conclusions.

I'm sure we would
have heard something.

Like a burp?

Okay, Leo,
say thank you.

I reward him with
this canned corned beef.

You mean he learned that
from a can of corned beef?

Wonder what he'd do
for a pheasant under glass?

I taught him a lot
of tricks, Mr. Howell.

I don't suppose
you taught him
to become a vegetarian?

I bet he could be
the star of a circus
right now!

Mr. Howell, how about
putting the money up

after we get rescued
from the island?

Gilligan, do you
realize how much money
a circus would cost?

And I don't intend
to spend a fortune

just to satisfy
some foolish whim.

Hold on!
Hold on there!

I just heard
from my board of directors.

You'd be surprised
how cheaply it can be done!

Thurston howell's circus!

Oh, I'm very touched,
my boy!

And my star attraction
will be you and your lion!

You hear that, Leo?

Egad, it might be fun,
at that!

The big top,
the center ring,

a fanfare of trumpets!

Yeah, and
a whip and a chair!

And a spotlight
stabbing the darkness!

Yeah, and a pistol
and a flaming hoop!

Howell-howell shows
presents...

Gilligan,
the world-famous
lion tamer!

Direct from a command
performance in London--

Leo. He's gone.

We'd better find him.

We'd better find him,
or we won't find anybody.

You keep away
from me, you hear?

I mean it, Leo.

You keep your
dirty paws off me!

One more step, and
I'm gonna scream.

I'm gonna scream!

Oh, gilligan!
Save me!

Down, Leo, down!

Gilligan, thank you.
You saved my life.

You don't have to be afraid.
He likes girls.

Yeah, for dessert.

Did he like
Mr. Howell?

He loved him.

Ohh...

Poor Mr. Howell!

If only you'd
left him in a cage
like you should have.

What are you
talking about?

Oh, gilligan,
you're worse than nero!

You throw your friends
to the lions.

No, ginger, he's gonna
put us in his circus.

Circus?

You're looking at
the star of howell's
show of shows.

You?

Yeah, you wouldn't look bad
in tights yourself.

After all,
the big top is show biz.

Say...
Hey, you're right.

Why don't you
talk to Mr. Howell?

He's the ringmaster.
You should hear him.

Ladies and gentlemen,
introducing...

Ginger, queen
of the high wire!

And gilligan,
world-famous lion tamer!

I guess he's mad
because we left him out.

Thurston, darling,
don't you think

a circus
is rather provincial?

On the contrary,

we'll play before
the crowned heads
of Europe, my dear.

Oh, well,
if that's the case,

then I want to be
in the show myself.

Well, darling,
what are you doing
with my eyebrow pencil?

Ha ha!
I am making myself

dashing and debonair!

How is that?

Oh, Mr. Howell!
You look dashing
and debonair!

Well, you look
d and d, yourself!

Oh, it's my
new high-wire outfit.
Do you like it?

It packs
plenty of voltage.

I think it's rather
shocking myself.

I guess i'd
better go practice.

I've gotta lose
part of my wiggle

so I can stay
on that tightrope.

By George,
that's a wiggle.

Thank you.

Thurston,
do you remember

that marvelous
countess from
Luxembourg?

With those
wonderful lipizzaners
in the horse show?

Lovey, you don't
mean that you--

how do I look?

Equestrian enough?

Horsey, absolutely horsey,
my dear.

Come on, Leo.

Get up on that tub
before I run out
of corned beef.

We'll do the trick
with the chair, okay?

Here we go.

Uh-oh, I'm running
out of corned beef.

What am I gonna feed you?

I don't have
any more cans.

I don't like
that look in your eye.

Here, have all of this.
Have it all.

Every bit of it.

Go ahead, just
eat the whole can.

Have the whole can.

You can eat the can
if you want to.

Professor,
my washtub is gone.

Well, I think
gilligan's using it
for his lion.

He's not giving
that animal a bath, is he?

No, he's using it
for a perch in his
lion tamer's act.

He's going to be
the star of the circus.

Star of a circus?
Gilligan?

Well, being close friends
with the king of beasts

makes him
the prime minister.

So he gets what he wants.

A circus?

Yes, the howell
show of shows.

Mrs. Howell wanted me
to make her this whip.

Ha! Ho!

What does the skipper
say about all this?

I don't think he knows.

He's been pretty busy.

Wait'll he hears.

Gilligan! Gilligan!

Hi, skipper.

Gi--oh, hi, Mary Ann.

Where is gilligan?

Now, he took
some of my planks,
and I need 'em.

Oh, he's over there.
He took my washtub, too.

He's using it
for his circus act.

For his what?
His circus act?

His circus act.
Gilligan's.

Oh, I'm gonna
go over there

and straighten
that boy out.

Oh, skipper, I wouldn't
do anything rash.

I'm not gonna do
anything rash, Mary Ann.

I just want
my planks back.

I'm fed up with gilligan
and his ideas.

Oh, well, you
just better make sure

his friend doesn't
get fed up with you,

if you know what I mean.

Uh, I see what you mean.

Good boy!
Good boy!

Good boy!
Atta boy!

Gilligan?

Did you see that,
skipper?

Yes, I saw it.

B-But, gilligan,
Mary Ann wants her tub back

because she wants
to do some laundry,

and I want my planks.

Well, what
about the circus?

Gilligan, you and
that lion have caused
enough trouble already!

Skipper, you just
don't understand.

I mean, everybody's
gonna be in it.

You can be in it, too.

Me?

Sure, you could be
a clown or something.

Oh, gilligan,
there's enough clowns
on this island now

without that,
for goodness sake.

I want my planks back!

He thinks
you're mad at me.

Tell him that
we've been buddies

for a long time,
little buddy.

Yeah, well, I know it,
but he doesn't.

Well, tell him
that I'm the skipper,

and that i'm
used to giving commands.

Skipper?

Oh!

Hi, Mary Ann.

Oh, what in the world
are you trying to do?

Believe it or not,
I'm trying to learn
how to juggle.

But I just don't seem
to get the hang of it.

Oh, I know.
Gilligan wants me
in his circus act, too.

Hey, maybe we could
do an act together!

Oh, like what?

We'll have
a hatchet-throwing act.

You can be
my assistant.

Oh, alright!

Are you
very good at it?

Well, I couldn't be
any worse at that

than I am
at juggling.

Uh-oh. No more
corned beef.

Just keep talking.

I'll be right back.

Hey, skipper?

Yes, gi--ooh!

Sorry.

Look what
you made me do.

I'm sorry, but you've
gotta help me find

the extra case
of corned beef.

What extra case
of corned beef?

There is no extra case.

Well, how am I
gonna train Leo?

I'm all out of cans,
and he's asking
for more.

Loud.

Uh, professor,
we've got to build
a cage quickly.

Gilligan's run out
of food for his lion.

But there's
a lot of other food
on the island.

There's coconuts,
berries, and bananas--

and us!

Now, he's right, gilligan.

There's no time
left for arguing.

We've gotta
cage that lion.

No!

Ow!

Gilligan!

Look at this mess!

I'll clean it up,
and maybe the island
will get back to normal.

Aah!

Ah! Ah!
Gilligan!

T-The lion!

Hey, Leo!

Hey, Leo!

Where you hiding?

Leo!

I've been looking
all over for you.

Here you are, huh?

Who's there?

It's me, gilligan.

What's the matter?
You need glasses or something?

Let me out!

You're not
in a cage yet.

We'll think
of something.

Gilligan.

Yeah, Leo?

When did you
learn how to talk?

It's not him,
it's me, skipper.

Where are you?

In here!

Oh, no.

You wouldn't.

You couldn't.

Well, are you
gonna get me out?

I don't know how.

Can you breathe?

It's not easy.

Besides, it's cramped
and dark in here.

I'll bet it is.

I should have listened.
They all told me.

It's all my fault,
skipper.

Oh, poor skipper.

It's all my fault.

Why didn't I listen?

Gilligan, hurry up!

I'm trying, skipper.

I--help!

Somebody help! Help!

Oh...help.

Hey, Leo, come back!
Bring him back!

Bring him back, Leo!

Help, somebody.

Gilligan, my boy,
what's the trouble?

Oh, it's terrible,
Mr. Howell, just terrible.

The lion
swallowed my pal.

He just swallowed
my buddy.

Oh, you're just
imagining things, my boy.

That's right,
gilligan.

You see, Mr. Howell,
I still can hear his voice.

I know you can.

Look, and I can
even see him!

It's a--skipper?

Gilligan,
little buddy,

you don't
have to sleep
out here anymore.

You can come home!

Look at poor Leo,
skipper.

King of the beasts,
and he's a jailbird.

Well, you
had to do it,
little buddy.

After all
I've done to him,
he still loves me.

Gilligan,
I don't know whether

he's kissing you
or tasting you.

I'll come back to camp
as soon as he falls asleep.

You come
along now,
little buddy! Now!

And I scraped
the bottom of all
the corned beef cans.

I got this
plate of food for Leo.

Yes, I know, gilligan.

Well, you better
start swimming if you
want to feed that lion!

Huh?

Leo! Leo!
There he goes!

Raft and all!

The tide,
gilligan.

The tide must've
come in last night

and taken him
right off the beach.

He's heading
straight for Hawaii!

Well, you can relax now,
little buddy.

He'll be safe.

Yeah, and
there goes our circus!

Yeah, I guess I learned
how to be an expert juggler
all for nothing.

Aw, come on, skipper.
You didn't get to be
a good juggler at all!

Oh, yeah?

You watch this.

Watch this, gilligan.

I'd have sworn
I had 3 coconuts.

And now here's
an oddity in the news.

A United States destroyer
reports it has just rescued

a full-grown nubian lion,
floating in a crate

thousands of miles
from any known land.

Surprisingly enough,
the animal was
in good shape,

though he did consume
36 pounds of corned beef.

There now,
gilligan,

are you satisfied?

Will you please
go to sleep?

Yeah, but...

Now what's the matter?

What am I gonna do
with this whole plate
of corned beef?

♪ now this is the tale
of our castaways ♪

♪ they're here
for a long, long time ♪

♪ they'll have to make
the best of things ♪

♪ it's an uphill climb ♪

♪ the first mate
and his skipper, too ♪

♪ will do their very best ♪

♪ to make the others
comfortable ♪

♪ in the tropic island nest ♪

no phone...
No lights...

♪ no motorcars,
not a single luxury ♪

♪ like Robinson crusoe ♪

♪ it's primitive
as can be ♪

♪ so join us here
each week, my friends ♪

♪ you're sure to get a smile ♪

♪ from 7 stranded castaways ♪

♪ here on gilligan's isle ♪