Gilligan's Island (1964–1992): Season 3, Episode 21 - Gilligan's Personal Magnetism - full transcript

Here you are.

Thank you,
gilligan.

Now step aside,
please.

Wow!

Gilligan, not now.

Wait till after
I throw the strike,

then you can say
wow.

I say wow
about the storm.
Yes.

Wow!

There,
you said it yourself.

We'd better get
inside!



Gilligan, not now!

Oh, no!

Gilligan, little buddy!

Gilligan,
little buddy!

Oh, my goodness!

Don't move
a muscle, gilligan.

I'll get the professor
and I'll be right back!

* 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 *

Oh, gilligan,
you're alright!

What happened?

Well, you got hit
by lightning!
I did?

You sure did!
You were knocked

30 feet into
the bowling pins!

Did I knock 'em
all down?

He sounds normal.

Gilligan, I think
we've had enough
bowling for today.

Put the ball down,
and let's go.

It's stuck. It...
Won't let go
of my hand.

Gilligan, it might help
if you let go
of the ball!

Gilligan!

Eh--uh--e--uu--

Yes.

Well...

The rock has a high
content of iron ore.

Somehow,
the lightning created
a magnetic field,

thereby causing
a molecular attraction

between the metal
in the rock
and gilligan's hand.

That can't be,
professor.

To be magnetized,
gilligan's hand would
have to be made of metal.

Eh--eh--e-uuu--

well, you see,
skipper?

There's your answer.

Apparently,
gilligan's body

absorbed enough
electricity from
the lightning

to have crystalized
certain metallic
elements.

I sure wish I took
that language
in school.

All I took was
English.

The point is that
your body contains
a great many metals.

You mean if I drink
water, I'll rust?

No, of course not,
gilligan.

Does it mean
I'll be stuck with
this stone...Forever?

Oh, no.

Everybody look happy,
now. Here he comes!

Alright.
Try to ignore
the rock.

Be nonchalant.

Hi, gilligan.

Hi, gilligan!
Hi.

Sorry. I keep
forgetting about
the rock on my hand.

What rock?
This one.

I don't see
any rock.

Do you see
a rock,
Mary Ann?

No. If you had
a rock on your hand,
I'd see it, gilligan.

Thanks girls,
but you don't
have to pretend.

The professor's
working on something
that'll get this right off.

I'm not worried...
Much.

Oh, gilligan,
that's one of
the bravest things

I've ever heard.

If not the bravest.

I'm going to give
you a big kiss
for that.

Me, too.

Oh, no, don't touch me!
There's something
you don't know!

M-M-M!
M-m-m!

Ooh. No shock.

There you are,
gilligan, my boy.
Just relax.

How can I relax
with this thing
in my hand?

Mrs. Howell relaxes
when she wears
her diamond ring,

and it's only
a few carats smaller.

There you are now.
Don't go bye-bye.

Gilligan's ready.

Oh, good!

Do you think
it'll work?

Thurston, I didn't
lie there just
wasting your money.

I learned a great deal
on the analyst's
couch.

Now, gilligan,
don't you worry
about a thing.

We'll have that
silly stone off your
hand in a jiffy.

That's wonderful.

The only reason
you can't get rid
of that rock

is because you were
so scared by that
dreadful lightning.

The rock is only
in your mind.

No, it's not.
It's right on my hand,
see?

In a few moments,
it'll slip off
your finger.

What do I have to do?

Nothing.
That's the whole point.
Absolutely nothing.

I'm very good
at that.

Just close your
eyes.

I'm even better
at that!

Just relax.

Relax your arms...

Relax your hands...

Relax your fingers.

Relax completely.

Relax, relax.

The rock will
slip off your finger.

Let it drop...

Let it drop...

Oh! Eee! Ho!

He let it drop!

Good, good, good,
gilligan!

You're free
of that dreadful
rock!

Oh, great,
Mrs. Howell--

Ooh!

Skipper,
did I do that?

No, gilligan.
I just felt like
wearing the door
tonight.

Wow. This arm
is sure getting
the muscle.

Pretty soon my right
side'll be able to
beat up my left side.

Gilligan, look,
you've had a hard,
rough day.

Why don't you get
in your hammock

and have a good
night's sleep?

Ok, skipper.

Here, gilligan.

I'll help you.

I'll pick you up
and--

ee--ee--ee--ee--

gilligan,
little buddy...

I'm sorry.
I--i was trying
to help you.

That's ok, skipper.

I didn't mean
to hurt you.

It's not your fault.
It's this darn rock.

I know.
That darn rock!

Let's try using
the chair!

There you are.

Ee--ee!

There. Now
try and forget
all about the rock.

I'm sure
the professor'll
think of something!

'Cause last time
I saw him,

he had just found
something in his
chemistry book

about discharging
an electrical
something or other.

There was a lot of
technical lingo,

but it sure sounded
like he had the key
to the situation.

Aw...little guy's
asleep already.

Oof!

Gilligan!

Gilligan!

Gilligan!

Oof!

Careful, ginger.
Remember,
I'm a live wire.

Oh, that's
alright.
I'm insulated.

The professor
let me borrow
his rubber gloves.

Now...

Open your mouth
like a good
little gilligan.

All gone!

You know, ginger,
you remind me
of my mother

when I was
a little boy.

Aw, that's very
sweet of you
to say that.

You can consider me
your mother
away from home.

I can? Well,
gee, ging--

sure.
Just call me mom.

Ok, mom.
Would you mind
very...

Otherwise,
I eat too fast.

I'd be happy to.

Ok.

Once upon a time,

there was a wicked,
wicked witch,

and she lived
in a big castle

in a very dark
forest.

And one day,
along came a tall,
handsome movie star.

Alright, skipper.
Pedal faster.

Alright,
professor.
Faster.

Faster.

It worked!

It worked!
I'm ready
for gilligan!

Oh, I'll go get him!

That--that's
wonderful,
professor!

Gilligan!

I'm over here.

Oh, gilligan!

The professor's
invented something
that he thinks

will cure
whatever you
think you've got!

He has? He did?
That's great.

Would you help me,
Mary Ann?
Sure, how?

Well, the skipper
made this little
wheelbarrow

to carry the ball,
and...Would you mind
driving for a while?

Of course not.

The bicycle
and the generator

will provide a mild
electric charge

which should counteract
the negative ions

which have caused
the rock to be
magnetized to your hand.

When we tried it before,
the rock completely
fell apart.

Maybe we'd better
do it later.

No, skipper,
let's do it now.
I wanna get it off now.

Alright, gilligan.
What do I do?

Put your hand up
on that pedestal.

Not that hand!
The other hand!

Now, Mary Ann,
when I tell you,

you touch the rock
with that electrode.

Right.

Skipper, you can start
peddling now.

Will it hurt much?

Oh, I don't think
you'll feel
a thing.

Alright, Mary Ann,
let's try it.

Pedal faster,
skipper.

Wow.
That was
a close one!

Skip--

Oh...that one
was really close!

Skipper,
are you alright?

Yeah.

Mary Ann?
Mary Ann!

Are you alright?

I think.

Look!

The rock is off
gilligan's hand!

Gilligan!

Gilligan,
where are you?

Skipper!

He's there!

Where?
Under there!

Hang on, gilligan!

We'll get ya
outta here!

It'll just
take a second.

Gilligan?

Hey, the rock's
off my hand.

Sure does feel good
to be myself again.

You were right,
professor.
I didn't feel a thing.

Where are you?

Standing right here.
Can't you see me?

No!

Well, the lightning
must have affected
your eyes.

Well, I can see
the skipper
and Mary Ann.

I can see the professor
and Mary Ann.

Well, I can
see the skipper
and the professor.

Yeah, and I can see
the professor,
and the ski--

and you can't...
See...Me...

That must mean...

Gilligan...

You're invisible!

Gilligan?

Over here,
skipper.

Where's over here?

I'm sitting
in the chair.

Oh.

I brought you
the mirror.

Thanks.

Boy...I'm invisible,
alright.

Either that,
or I've lost
a lotta weight.

Skipper, I'm scared.

There's nothing
to be scared about,
little buddy.

I'm sure the professor
will figure out
something.

I'll see if he
needs anything.

Find anything
that'll help?

Afraid not.

Frankly, skipper,
I'm stumped.

Gilligan appears to be
perfectly normal
in every respect

except that he's
invisible.

Do you mean
there's nothing
wrong?

Well, his pulse
was a little rapid.

Gilligan, softly:
It was?

Gilligan,
are you with us?

Uh-huh.

Well, what
do you mean

sneaking up
like that?

I didn't sneak up.
I walked right over here.

Look, when
you're invisible,
it's just as good
as sneaking!

I'm sorry, skipper.
I'll go back
and sit down.

Uh, wait a minute.
Gilligan...

I want to check
your pulse again.

Ok.

I think I'd rather
have you over here
at the table.

Oh, watch your
elbow, gilligan.

Sorry, skipper.

Alright,
gilligan...

You're tickling me,
professor.

That's my ribs!

Here, I'll put
my wrist in your hand.

Ah.

Well?

Well...pulse is
a little rapid.

Professor,
you gotta do something.

I know I'm not handsome
or anything,

but at least when
I looked in the mirror,

there was somebody
looking back!

Gilligan, I...
I just don't have

the slightest idea
what to do.

I know you wouldn't
want me to lie
to you.

Lie to me, professor!
Lie to me!

There, there,
little buddy.

Gilligan?

Gilligan!

He could be asleep,
and I wouldn't even
know it.

I don't know if he
sleeps with his head
at this end, or...

That end.

Tch. He isn't even
in the hammock.

Looking for me,
Mary Ann?

Hi, gilligan.

Where are you?

How do you feel?

Alright, I guess.

I'm glad you feel
alright...

Wherever you are.

Over here.

Where's here?

Gilligan, I made you
your favorite drink--

it's got banana
and papaya

and coconut.

Well, you certainly
made that
disappear.

I'm sorry, gilligan.

If you don't mind,
ginger,

I'll wait
for the professor
to come back.

Don't be silly.
The professor asked me
to do these tests.

Now open your mouth
and say ahh.

Ahh.

Where is it?

Where's what?

Your mouth.

Right under my nose.

Sorry, ginger.
I know you're just
trying to help.

Ahh...a little higher.
Ahh...

A little higher. Ow!
That's my forehead!

Ahh...a little
to the left. Ahh...

Wait a min--
wait a minute, ginger.

Now, you see where
I bit the pear?

That's where
my mouth is.

Open your mouth
and say ahh again.

Ahh...

There. There!
That's good.

What'd you see?

Nothing.
But the professor
told me

to write everything
down.

He asked me to check
your reflexes, too.

Cross your legs.

They are crossed.

Where are they?

Right here. See?

Ah.

Oh, that's good!

I think.

Gilligan!
Where are you?

Where are you?

Oh!

I think he's
over there, dear.

Gilligan!
Gilligan.

That is you,
isn't it?

If it isn't,
we'd better run
for our lives.

Uh g-gilligan!

Ow! You stepped
on my foot!

Ooh! Oh, I'm sorry!

That is you,
isn't it?

Yes, Mr. Howell.

Well, why didn't you
answer?

I wanted to be alone.

I know just
how you feel,
gilligan.

I often wish
I was alone--

especially when
I'm by myself.

Mr. and Mrs. Howell!

Mr. and Mrs. Howell,
have you seen
gilligan?

I--i don't mean
seen, I mean--

well, you know what
I'm talking about.

I'm right here, skipper.

Where? Well,
it doesn't matter.

Come on with me,

because I think
the professor's
found a cure!

Well, wait for me!

Oof!

Gilligan,
will you get going?

Tell me again, professor.
What's this supposed to do?

Well, I've impregnated
these strips of cloth
with lead ore--

Or what?

Gilligan.

And if you're giving
off negative charges,

these will absorb
the electrical
impulses,

and you'll be
visible again!

Oh, boy, oh, boy,
oh, boy!

Just hold it now
and let him finish
with this lead cloth.

You just trust me,
gilligan. What i'm
doing won't hurt.

Professor--

skipper,
let's take a look.

Say something
positive to him.

How do I
look?

You look fine,
gilligan.

How does it feel?

Well...it's kind of heavy.

Gilligan...i don't
think you're ready
to go out yet.

Why not?

You've got no bottom.

Easy now, little buddy.

Don't take big steps.
That's right.

Here we go.
Hey, now you're
gettin' it.

You go over
to the hut
and lie down,

and I'll be there
in a minute!

Alright, skipper.

Poor gilligan.
The way he's
been feeling,

I hope he makes it
to dinner tonight.

I hope so, too,
but how can we
tell?

That's true, too.

Hi!

Aah!

Ginger, stop, I'm caught
in your com-om-om-omb--

aah!

And I had no idea
that the comb got stuck
in the strips of cloth.

I didn't even know
it was gilligan

until it came off
and there was
no one there.

That lead cloth
might have helped him.

We'll have to wrap him
up again.

Oh, let me put
the strips
back on.

I'm awfully good
at wrapping
things.

Lovely does
a wonderful job.

One year, it took me
until may to unwrap one
of her Christmas gifts.

Listen, everybody.
I got a note
from gilligan.

A note?

What did the note
say, skipper?

"Dear everyone,

"I'm sorry I've caused
so much trouble.

"I didn't mean to.

"I'm moving to the other
side of the island

"so you won't have to worry
about bumping into me

"or stepping on me
or anything.

Your friend, gilligan."

Oh, little buddy,
you weren't
that much trouble.

Why would he do
a foolish thing like that?

I don't know,
but let's not
sit here.

Let's go look for him!

How can we look for him
if we can't see him?

When we find someone
who isn't there,

we'll know
we've got him.

I know.
I'll offer $10,000

for any information
about his whereabouts.

Why, that's an insult,
Mr. Howell!

We love gilligan!
You don't have to
offer us any money!

I wasn't thinking
of you.

I thought gilligan
might hear
and turn himself in.

I wonder if gilligan
knows how much we all
really love him.

Oh...if you'll
all please
excuse me...

Gilligan, is that you?

It must be gilligan.

You've been sitting there
all this time
listening to us?

Sure sounded good,
skipper.

You mean you sat
there and listened

to all those nice
things we said
about you?

Yep, you just finished
saying how all of you
loved me.

Well, that was before
I knew you were
listening!

Missed me.

Ha ha. Missed me again!

Oop. Missed me again.

I don't know why
I'm running away.
You can't see me.

Besides, I'm not
even frightened
of you,

even if you are
bigger...And fatter.

Fat, am I?

I see him!
I see gilligan!

No, you can't. I--

yes, you can.

Well, that cloth
must have been on
long enough to work!

Hi, skipper.

Gilligan, if you think
the worst thing
that ever happened to you

was being invisible,
wait'll I get my hands
on ya!

Gilligan!

Yeah, skipper?

Would you give me
a hand with this
fish net?

Where are you?

Why, I'm right here.

Where?

Over here.
Near the window.

Oh, skipper...

I hate to say this...

But I think
you're invisible.

What do you mean,
I'm invisible?

You see? Look.

Skipper!

Skipper!

Skipper...

Skipper!

Oh, don't sit
on me!

You're all better,
little buddy!

* 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 *