TEASER

FADE IN:

EXT. GILLIGAN'S ISLAND - ESTABLISHING SHOT - DAY

EXT. JUNGLE - DAY

Gilligan picks a banana from a bunch of bananas hanging near a jungle path. He hums to himself while peeling the banana when out of nowhere he hears a strange almost chimpanzee-like screech, yet not entirely un-human. Gilligan freezes and the banana falls.

GILLIGAN

Who's there? Maybe it‘s a man-eating lion or a hungry tiger. But lions and tigers aren't on deserted islands. Are you?

A small boy, about eight years old, peers from around a tree behind Gilligan. The small boy observes Gilligan from the nearby tree. He puts his hand to his mouth and makes repeated KISSING SOUNDS. Gilligan looks over toward the sound.

GILLIGAN (cont'd)

It‘s a boy.

The Jungle boy climbs the tree.

GILLIGAN (cont'd)

It's a Jungle Boy!

Gilligan watches as the Jungle boy climbs the tree.

GILLIGAN (cont'd)

No, wait. Kid, wait. Take it easy. Don‘t go away now. Wait for me, kid! Wait for me.

The Jungle boy lets out the same strange chimpanzee-like vocalization and swings from the tree on a vine and exits.

GILLIGAN (cont'd)

Wait for me, kid. Wait for me.

Gilligan climbs a tree also and grabs another vine.

GILLIGAN (cont'd)

Hey, wait for me! Don't go away, kid. Here I come, kid.

Gilligan tries to imitate the boy's chimpanzee screech. He grabs a vine and leaps. He swings in the opposite direction from the boy.

Gilligan slowly swings out and then back to the tree where he comes to rest with a disappointed look.

FADE OUT.

END OF TEASER

ACT ONE

FADE IN:

EXT. CAMP - DAY

CLOSEUP PALM FROND FAN

the fan spins.

PAN UP TO

the Professor pedaling the bike, which powers the fan.

PULL BACK TO

the Skipper lying on a lounge chair as the Professor pedals the bike which powers the bamboo and palm frond fan.

SKIPPER

Professor, that works great. Just like a regular fan.

PROFESSOR

Better. You don't get a bill from the electric company every month.

SKIPPER

Yeah. Why don't you get it patented?

PROFESSOR

(jokingly)

Well, I wrote to Washington, but I don't think the bottle ever got there.

Gilligan runs up in an agitated state.

GILLIGAN

Skipper, Skipper, Skipper, you should have seen him swinging from tree to tree.

SKIPPER

Who, Gilligan, who?

GILLIGAN

A boy. A Jungle Boy. One minute he was there, the next he was gone. Then he was back again.

SKIPPER

Well, I'm glad he got back, I was beginning to miss him.

GILLIGAN

There's a boy out there, honest Skipper.

The Skipper points to himself and then the Professor.

SKIPPER

Oh, Gilligan.

(mockingly)

Me, Tarzan,

(points to Professor)

you Jane,

(points to Gilligan)

him boy.

GILLIGAN

No. The boy's small. Hard to tell. He's always swinging from the trees.

SKIPPER

(sternly)

Gilligan, once and for all I've had it. I have had it!

GILLIGAN

Had what?

SKIPPER

You and your fantastic stories.

PROFESSOR

You sure it wasn't a monkey, Gilligan?

GILLIGAN

No, no, a monkey is short, real short and has hair all over it and kind of goes --

Gilligan makes chimpanzee BABBLES, complete with body scratching and facial expressions.

SKIPPER

Well, Gilligan, I've never seen you look so natural.

Skipper laughs.

PROFESSOR

We've searched this island and there is nobody else here.

GILLIGAN

He's out there. I can prove it. Just follow me.

SKIPPER

Gilligan, I do not believe you. But this time I gonna make you admit that you don't believe you, either.

GILLIGAN

Yeah?

EXT. JUNGLE - DAY

The Skipper and Gilligan look for the Jungle boy.

GILLIGAN

This is where I found him. I think he lives in that tree.

SKIPPER

(sarcastically)

Well, Gilligan, why don't we knock on the tree and see if he's home?

GILLIGAN

Skipper, I saw him, honest. I was right on this very spot a little while ago.

SKIPPER

Well, obviously he's not here now, Gilligan, so let's go back.

GILLIGAN

Wait a minute, Skipper, wait a minute. Honest. I saw him. Wait a minute, wait a minute.

Gilligan calls out.

GILLIGAN (cont'd)

Boy! Oh, boy!

JUNGLE BOY

watches them from the tree. Gilligan spots the boy.

BACK TO SCENE

GILLIGAN (cont'd)

There he is!

The Skipper looks up and discovers a bird in the tree.

BIRD IN A TREE

making all sorts of BIRD SOUNDS.

BACK TO SCENE

SKIPPER

Gilligan, you didn't tell me that he had feathers.

GILLIGAN

Honest, I just saw him. Boy, oh, boy!

Gilligan looks up into the jungle canopy searching for the Jungle boy.

GILLIGAN (cont'd)

I hear him. I hear him. I hear him.

Gilligan looks up and follows the sound with his eyes.

GILLIGAN (cont'd)

He's back in the tree.

Gilligan looks up. The Skipper takes off his hat, leans back and looks up. An egg drops down from above and hits him in the face. The Skipper holds back his anger.

Gilligan turns his back to the Skipper and looks sheepish.

SKIPPER

Gilligan, that wasn't even a boy bird!

FLIP TO:

EXT. JUNGLE - DAY - LATER

The Jungle boy swings through the jungle and lands behind Gilligan who sits on a dead log. The Jungle boy approaches from behind and makes the same kissing sounds he made earlier.

GILLIGAN

Don't do that. I know you're not there.

The Jungle boy walks towards Gilligan and meets him face to face. Gilligan immediately gets up and grabs him by the arm.

GILLIGAN (cont'd)

Well, where were you when I needed you? Skipper!

JUNGLE BOY

Skipper!

The jungle smiles as he mimics.

GILLIGAN

Anybody!

JUNGLE BOY

Anybody!

Gilligan gives the Jungle boy a stern look.

GILLIGAN

Don't do that.

The Jungle boy thinks it's funny.

JUNGLE BOY

Don't do that.

GILLIGAN

What do you know, little Sir Echo.

The Jungle boy is holding a coconut and signals Gilligan to go play with him.

GILLIGAN (cont'd)

Huh? No. Look, I don't have time to play catch. Look, look I got to take you back to camp. Come back with me to camp.

The Jungle boy tosses the coconut to Gilligan who catches it. Gilligan tosses the coconut back.

JUNGLE BOY

catches the coconut Gilligan tossed. He tosses the coconut again.

BACK TO SCENE

Gilligan catches the coconut while he is still trying to get through to the Jungle boy.

GILLIGAN (cont'd)

Do you understand?

No response from the boy.

GILLIGAN (cont'd)

No you don't understand. Listen, you know, come back.

JUNGLE BOY

just smiles.

GILLIGAN (O.S.)

No, we're not going to get any place this way.

The Jungle boy signals Gilligan to follow him.

BACK TO SCENE

GILLIGAN

You want to play follow the leader? Okay, five minutes, and then I gotta take you back to camp, okay?

Gilligan and the Jungle boy play follow the leader through the jungle.

FLIP TO:

EXT. JUNGLE - DAY - LATER

The Jungle boy swings in the trees. Gilligan swings on another vine.

GILLIGAN

Hey, kid, wait for me!

Gilligan swings, but is too low on the vine and ends up skidding along the ground on his bottom.

EXT. JUNGLE CLEARING - DAY

Gilligan and the Jungle boy end up in a clearing near a raised mound of dirt. In the center of the mound is a rock. We can hear the sound of escaping gas as he approaches.

GILLIGAN

Watch it! Look out! What's that?

The Jungle boy takes the rock off the mound and takes a coconut and places it over the hole. The coconut rises gently into the air and floats.

Gilligan stares in amazement at the coconut as it floats in the air. He places his hand over the hole emitting the gas and the coconut goes down.

Jungle boy watches Gilligan having fun with the coconut.

Gilligan takes the coconut from the air and hands it to the Jungle boy. Gilligan leans over to look in hole. In doing so, his hat lifts into the air on the rising column of gas. The Jungle boy laughs in amusement.

Gilligan looks up in the air at his hat. He tries to reach up and get his hat, but it's too high. Gilligan leans over the hole with his arms and blocks the gas flow.

GILLIGAN'S HAT

comes down as Gilligan blocks the gas flow.

PAN DOWN AS

Gilligan grabs his hat and puts it back on.

GILLIGAN (cont'd)

Wait till the Skipper sees this and wait till he sees you.

GILLIGAN (cont'd)

Give me the rock and I'll cap it. You know, the rock. The rock?

The Jungle boy understands after Gilligan points and hands him the rock.

GILLIGAN (cont'd)

Thanks. Thanks.

The rock weighs more than Gilligan thought and he nearly drops it. He caps the mound with the rock.

GILLIGAN (cont'd)

All right, come on. Let's go back to camp.

The boy doesn't respond.

GILLIGAN (cont'd)

You know, follow the leader? Remember? Follow the leader? Remember? This way. come on.

Gilligan is bent over and hopping like in leapfrog. As he does so, the Jungle boy understands and begins laughing at Gilligan's antics. Both he and Gilligan go hopping off into the jungle as we...

FLIP TO:

EXT. CAMP - DAY

We see the Skipper riding the bike unit that's hooked to the washing machine. Mary Ann is standing by to handle the load of wash. The Skipper is getting impatient waiting for the laundry to be through.

SKIPPER

How much longer, Mary Ann?

MARY ANN

We're almost to the rinse cycle, Skipper.

SKIPPER

Sometimes I think the Professor invents too many things.

Mr. Howell walks from behind one of the huts. He sees the Skipper riding the bike and launches himself into song.

MR HOWELL

Ha..ho!

(singing)

This is the way we wash our clothes, wash our clothes, wash our clothes. This is the way we wash our clothes so early in the morning!

SKIPPER

Mister Howell, how would you like it if I put you in the drivers seat?

MR HOWELL

Sir, are you suggesting that I stoop to manual labor?

SKIPPER

Congratulations. You got it right the first time.

MR HOWELL

Would you ask a man with a chronic sacroiliac and a strangulated disk to do a thing like that?

SKIPPER

You've got all those things?

MR HOWELL

Don't evade the issue.

EXT. JUNGLE - DAY

Gilligan bends over and hops through the jungle. They see Gilligan and stare in surprise. Gilligan hops along.

EXT. CAMP - DAY

The group watches Gilligan's antics. Gilligan hops up and stops in front of them. Gilligan remains bent over.

SKIPPER

All right, Gilligan.

GILLIGAN

Made it.

SKIPPER

Come on, Frank Buck, stand up straight.

GILLIGAN

You gotta help me, Skipper.

MR HOWELL

No use, Gilligan. The Skipper is an enemy of medical science.

The Skipper gets off the bike and uses his knee in Gilligan's back to help straighten him up.

SKIPPER

(to Mr. Howell)

His back is fine. It's his head I'm worried about.

(to Gilligan)

You still having those hallucinations?

GILLIGAN

Nope! Found the Jungle Boy, found a kind of gas that floats things, and we played around for a while and we came back.

MR HOWELL

A Jungle Boy?

GILLIGAN

Uh-huh. Like the one over there.

Gilligan points over to where the Jungle boy is waiting. The Skipper has his back to the boy so he can't see him. He also doesn't even turn around to look.

JUNGLE BOY

just watches from a distance.

SKIPPER (O.S.)

Gilligan, if you say "Jungle Boy" once more, I'll...

BACK TO SCENE

MR HOWELL

A Jungle Boy!

GILLIGAN

He said it, I didn't.

SKIPPER

(to Howell)

You did?

MR HOWELL

Well, obviously, since there is a -- a Jungle Boy.

SKIPPER

How about you Mary Ann, do you see it too?

MARY ANN

It's not an "it," Skipper. It is a boy. It's a Jungle Boy.

SKIPPER

And I suppose that if I turn around, I'll see it, too.

The Skipper turns around. The Skipper spots the Jungle boy and reacts.

SKIPPER (cont'd)

I see it! Come on, Gilligan, let's grab him.

GILLIGAN

No, Skipper, don't.

SKIPPER

Why not?

GILLIGAN

Because he swings like a monkey, swims like a fish, and runs like a deer, and I don't want to go through that again.

MR HOWELL

Well, if there's one attribute I do have, and that is charm. I mean, children simply adore me. They...they think of me as a rich uncle, you see. Yes. Come here, Jungle Boy. Uncle Thurston Howell the Third would like to leave you a little something in his will.

The Jungle boy in the fore ground as he observes the group near the hut. Mr. Howell approaches the Jungle boy with his "charm". The Jungle boy doesn't respond.

MR HOWELL (cont'd)

(yells)

Come here boy and that's an order! Heel!

The Jungle boy doesn't react to the yelling Mr. Howell as Mary Ann comes to his rescue.

MARY ANN

Mr. Howell! That wouldn't even work on a cobra.

MR HOWELL

Cobras, indeed. The boy obviously has gone to the wrong school.

Mary Ann slowly walks towards the Jungle boy.

MARY ANN

Hi. Come on, honey. Nobody's gonna hurt you.

JUNGLE BOY

smiles at Mary Ann.

BACK TO SCENE

Mary Ann holds out her hand.

JUNGLE BOY

accepts Mary Ann's invitation and walks towards her.

BACK TO SCENE

The Jungle boy reaches out and plays with one of Mary Ann's pigtails.

MR HOWELL

I say she's charmed the little nipper.

GILLIGAN

How'd you do that, Mary Ann?

MARY ANN

When fishing for boys the proper bait is girls.

Mr. Howell, the Skipper and Gilligan walk over to Mary Ann and the Jungle boy

SKIPPER

Good work, Mary Ann. Now, maybe he can tell us something that'll help us get off the island. How long have you been here? How close are we to Hawaii, and how can we get off this island?

JUNGLE BOY

Island?

MR HOWELL

No, no, you don't seem to understand. Now -- now you tell your Uncle Thurston how to get off this ridiculous island and when we get back I'll give you a substantial reward, like matched luggage.

JUNGLE BOY

Luggage?

MARY ANN

I don't think he understands what you're saying.

JUNGLE BOY

Saying.

SKIPPER

But maybe he has some information that'll help us get off the island. Now, we've got to all try and communicate with him.

The men gather around the Jungle boy. They try to talking at the same time. Mr. Howell takes out some money and waves it around. Mary Ann physically holds back the Skipper as he approaches.

SKIPPER (cont'd)

Now, Come on young fella.

MR HOWELL

This is under the counter, I won't declare it. Cash. Cash.

GILLIGAN

Now you listen to the Skipper. Do ya hear? Pay attention now.

FLIP TO:

INT. GINGER AND MARY ANN'S HUT - DAY

Jungle boy sits on a chair.

GINGER

What's your name?

JUNGLE BOY

Name.

Mrs. Howell, Mary Ann and Ginger sit in front of the Jungle boy.

MARY ANN

No, let me try it, huh?

GINGER

It's a cinch I'm not doing any good.

Mary Ann tries to establish his name by a form of reference. She points to herself.

MARY ANN

Mary Ann.

The Jungle boy points to himself.

JUNGLE BOY

Mary Ann.

GINGER

No, no.

JUNGLE BOY

No, no.

MRS HOWELL

I'm afraid we'll have to start with the basics.

Mrs. Howell points at herself and then at the boy.

MRS HOWELL (cont'd)

Girl, boy.

Next, Ginger points at her self and then at the boy.

MARY ANN

Girl, boy.

Ginger is the last to do the same.

GINGER

Girl, boy.

He responds in the exact same fashion as the women. He points to himself and then at each woman in sequence.

JUNGLE BOY

Girl, boy, boy, boy.

MRS HOWELL

Oh, dear, I do wish I paid more attention to those Tarzan pictures.

FLIP TO:

INT. GINGER AND MARY ANN'S HUT - DAY - LATER

The Jungle boy is seated and Ginger uses a comb tries to make the boy more presentable.

GINGER

Got to make you look presentable. Your...yo...your hair is just a mess.

Ginger tries to comb his hair but it just won't lay down so Ginger admits defeat.

GINGER (cont'd)

Hmmmm. I... I guess we'd better let you look like you.

Ginger puts his hair back the way it was.

GINGER (cont'd)

There.

Ginger holds up a mirror in front of the Jungle boy.

GINGER (cont'd)

Here, see how you like it.

He takes one look in the mirror and screams.

JUNGLE BOY

Ahh!

The jungle boy runs out of the hut.

FLIP TO:

INT. HOWELL HUT - DAY

Mrs. Howell sits across the table from the Jungle boy. There is TABLEWARE on the table.

MRS HOWELL

First things first little boy. And the first thing is manners.

JUNGLE BOY

Man-ners.

MRS HOWELL

Right. That means the fork, or spoon, on the outside is the one that you use first. Like this.

Mrs. Howell takes a bamboo fork and places it in her mouth by gripping the tines with her teeth. She signals the Jungle boy to do the same.

Jungle boy picks up his fork and does the same; only he bites the tines off the fork and chews them.

FLIP TO:

EXT. JUNGLE - NIGHT

Jungle boy sleeps in a tree. Mrs. Howell wears a sad expression as she stares up at the tree.

FLIP TO:

INT. HOWELL HUT - NIGHT

Mr. Howell pouts in bed.

MR HOWELL

No, Lovey, no. Definitely not.

Mr. Howell sits up.

MRS HOWELL

(pleadingly)

Thurston.

MR HOWELL

No, Lovey, you can ask a man just so much.

MRS HOWELL

But it's the only way I can get him out of the tree.

MR HOWELL

No, dear, no.

MRS HOWELL

Well, all right, Thurston, if you say so. But after all, you're a great big grown-up man and he's just a little boy.

MR HOWELL

Well, all right.

Mr. Howell gives Mrs. Howell his teddy bear.

CUT TO:

EXT. JUNGLE - NIGHT

Jungle boy sleeps holding Mr. Howell's teddy bear.

MRS HOWELL

(sotto)

I'm afraid he'll fall out.

SKIPPER (O.S.)

(sotto)

Oh, he's right at home.

SKIPPER

He'll be all right.

MRS HOWELL

(sotto)

You know in Newport Beach, one doesn't sleep out in the backyard like that.

SKIPPER

(sotto)

Missus Howell, he's probably been sleeping like that since he was this big.

DISSOLVE TO:

EXT. OCEAN - ESTABLISHING SHOT - DAWN

DISSOLVE TO:

EXT. GAS MOUND - DAY

A large rock sits atop the gas-emitting mound. Gilligan, standing nearby, takes the rock off the top and throws it down.

The Skipper and Professor stand near the mound. Gilligan demonstrates the gas.

GILLIGAN

Here. Now watch this. Ready? Go.

Gilligan places his hat over the opening and it rises in the gas stream. Every one stares in amazement and laughs.

The Jungle boy is amused at Gilligan's antics.

SKIPPER

Well, Gilligan, I don't understand this, but I've got to admit, you were right.

GILLIGAN

It's really something, huh?

PROFESSOR

It appears to be both odorless and colorless.

GILLIGAN

Not only that, you can't see it or smell it.

PROFESSOR

Isn't that what I just said?

Gilligan keeps putting his hand over the hole making his hat go up and down.

Jungle boy watches and smiles.

SKIPPER

Oh, never mind, Professor. Young Tom Edison, you know.

PROFESSOR

Because of its buoyant qualities, I would say that it's either hydrogen or helium or a combination of both gases and or their properties.

GILLIGAN

I agree completely.

SKIPPER

Oh, what do you mean you agree completely? You didn't even understand what he said.

GILLIGAN

Right. So that's why I should agree.

Mr. Howell rushes out of the jungle.

SKIPPER

Don't they use helium to blow up dirigibles and balloons and all that --

PROFESSOR

Yes.

MR HOWELL

Wait a minute. Did I hear someone say there's helium on this island?

PROFESSOR

Helium or hydrogen.

MR HOWELL

Oh, what an opportunity. I can see it now. I'll form a new company. Howell's Helium and Hydrogen Corporation.

PROFESSOR

Please, Mister Howell, we've got important problems to solve.

MR HOWELL

Oh, what's more important than money? Oh, I can see it now. I'll put it up in fifths, quarts, magnums. And before I'm through, I'll have the whole country gassed. Float an issue. It floats...

Everyone laughs at Mr. Howell's scheme. Gilligan floats a coconut over the mound again. The Jungle boy watches and smiles.

PROFESSOR

You know what we're gonna do? We're gonna use that gas to inflate a balloon and float one of us to civilization.

MR HOWELL

Professor, there's a place for a man like you in my organization.

SKIPPER

I'll take my hat off to you.

GILLIGAN

Professor, me, too.

Gilligan leans over the gas stream. It takes his hat away again. Gilligan reaches for it.

FADE OUT.

END OF ACT ONE

ACT TWO

FADE IN:

EXT. CAMP - DAY

Mary Ann is pedals the stationary bike.

MARY ANN

The Professor's a genius. Just a few hours ago this contraption was a washing machine.

Ginger sits at a crude sewing machine as she sews raincoats together.

GINGER

And now it's a sewing machine. I hope it works.

MARY ANN

Sure it will. Soon as we sew all those raincoats together and the Professor seals them with sap from a rubber tree, why, we'll have our own island airlines leaving from gate number one.

GINGER

Coffee, tea, or milk?

MARY ANN

Coffee, tea, or milk?

GINGER

I'm practicing to be a stewardess.

JUNGLE BOY

watches the girls from the foliage.

EXT. CAMP - DAY

Gilligan enters wearing a bulky raincoat.

GILLIGAN

Well, here I am. Last load.

MARY ANN

Where are the other raincoats?

Gilligan removes the outer raincoat to reveal many more underneath.

GILLIGAN

They're underneath. It was easier to carry.

JUNGLE BOY

watches from the clearing's edge.

BACK TO SCENE

Gilligan is down to his last raincoat and it fits like a glove.

GINGER

Whose raincoat is that?

GILLIGAN

Oh, it's mine. It shrunk during the rain.

FLIP TO:

EXT. BALLOON CLEARING - DAY

INFLATED RAINCOAT BALLOON

We see a portion of the balloon made from raincoats. The arms of the raincoats are inflated and stick out in all directions.

JUNGLE BOY

watches them from the bushes.

BACK TO SCENE

PROFESSOR

She's holding the Helium very well. I think this is going to work out better than I expected.

GILLIGAN

Looks like a trench coat for an octopus.

PROFESSOR

Gilligan, you make sure those lines are secure. I don't want it to float away before she's ready.

The Skipper works on the lower end of a securing line that holds the balloon down.

SKIPPER

All right, Gilligan, make the other end of this line secure.

GILLIGAN

Yes, sir.

Gilligan takes the other end of the Skipper's line and tries to tie it to the balloon's. He has difficulty getting enough line to do the job. He tugs on the rope and it pulls out of the Skipper's hand, leaving Skipper holding nothing.

SKIPPER

Gilligan, may I have my end of the line?

The Skipper yanks the cord out of Gilligan's hand spinning him around in the process. Gilligan looks confused, grabs the longest portion of the rope and shows the Skipper.

GILLIGAN

You got the short end. You should have the long end like me.

SKIPPER

What are you, some kind of a knot or something?

The Skipper tugs on the rope again.

SKIPPER (cont'd)

Well, give me some line.

BAMBOO STAKE

The Skipper loops his end around the STAKE and is holds it in place with his fingers.

SKIPPER (O.S.)

All right, Gilligan, secure the line.

BACK TO SCENE

Gilligan goes back to work and gives the line a strong tug to secure it and it catches the Skipper's fingers between the rope and stake.

SKIPPER

Aaahhhhh Ooooo!! My finger!

JUNGLE BOY

as he laughs at the Skipper's and Gilligan's antics.

BACK TO SCENE

PROFESSOR

Mister Howell, how you doing with the basket?

Mr. Howell weaves the basket that will be slung beneath the balloon.

MR HOWELL

Well, if I had known the ballast would be this heavy, I wouldn't have volunteered for the job. Uh -- uh, Professor, Skipper come here a moment. I -- I have a brilliant idea.

The Professor signals the Skipper to follow and leaves what he's doing and heads over to where Mr. Howell is weaving the basket.

Gilligan tries to secure more ropes and has difficulty.

SKIPPER

Well get around the other side where you can see what you're doing.

GILLIGAN

Aye, aye, sir.

The Skipper leaves Gilligan to talk with Mr. Howell.

MR HOWELL

Why don't we tie the provisions on, you see, in... instead of the ballast? That way we'll be killing two birds with one rope.

Gilligan attempts to secure a rope, while he's under the balloons lower opening. His hat immediately floats off his head and inside the balloon.

JUNGLE BOY

just watches with curiosity.

BACK TO SCENE

Gilligan climbs on top of the mound and stands inside the balloon with only his legs showing. He begins to rise up into the balloon and out of sight.

INT. BALLOON - DAY

Gilligan floats in the balloon as he tries to catch his hat. The hat keeps floating out of reach.

EXT. MOUND CLEARING - DAY

SKIPPER

Speaking of minds, where is Gilligan?

The Skipper looks over towards the balloon.

RAINCOAT BALLOON

The inflated arms of the raincoats move like snakes as snake charming music is heard.

BACK TO SCENE

SKIPPER (cont'd)

He's inside the balloon!

The men run off.

INT. BALLOON - DAY

Gilligan tries to capture his hat.

EXT. MOUND CLEARING - DAY

The Skipper and Professor try to figure out how to get Gilligan out of the balloon.

PROFESSOR

Wait a minute, Skip. Let me cap this Helium.

The Professor puts the rock over the mounds opening.

INT. BALLOON - DAY

Gilligan floats as he grabs his hat.

EXT. MOUND CLEARING - DAY

The Skipper and Professor reach up inside the balloon and grab Gilligan by the legs.

PROFESSOR

Got you. I got a foot, Skipper.

SKIPPER

Yeah.

INT. BALLOON - DAY

Professor and Skipper slowly pull Gilligan out of the balloon.

EXT. MOUND CLEARING - DAY

SKIPPER

Come down out of there, Gilligan.

JUNGLE BOY

who looks amused as he watches.

BACK TO SCENE

MR HOWELL

Oh, by George, that boy. Watch it!

Gilligan has trouble getting his head out from beneath the balloon and it's ropes.

SKIPPER

Duck your head. That's it.

MR HOWELL

A little to the left.

Gilligan is getting tangled in all the ropes as the Skipper and Professor try to free him.

SKIPPER

Goodness' sake, Gilligan. How do you do this?

The Skipper and Professor try to holding him up.

SKIPPER (cont'd)

Now, let's put him on that rock over there.

Skipper and Professor help Gilligan stagger over to the rock and sit him down.

SKIPPER (cont'd)

(exhausted)

Now, stay right there, and stay out of trouble.

PROFESSOR

Let's check that balloon. See if he did any damage.

The Skipper and Professor return to the balloon. Gilligan sits on a large rock when he slips off and slides towards the ground. Before he gets to the ground he rises into the air with a surprised look on his face. Gilligan floats sky ward. Mr. Howell watches in amazement. Gilligan sails gently through the air as if he himself is a balloon.

JUNGLE BOY

watches from the bushes and is amused at Gilligan's flying.

BACK TO SCENE

Gilligan descends towards the ground. He gently steps up on the rock he was sitting on and leaps off. His facial expression says it all, he delighted. He's still floating and having a good time. The Skipper looks over at Gilligan and does a double take. Mr. Howell has a confused and worried look on his face.

SKIPPER

Gilligan, will you come down here? We've got a lot of work to do.

The Skipper and Professor each grab Gilligan by the legs and pull him down. The Skipper and Professor think it's over and let go.

GILLIGAN

I'm back up again.

The Skipper and Professor hold him down and are getting frustrated.

PROFESSOR

One thing I can think of. That's artificial respiration. Just squeeze the helium out of him.

The Skipper gives Gilligan a bear hug from behind.

SKIPPER

You mean like this?

The Skipper squeezes Gilligan who lets out a hurricane like sound of wind. The Skipper lets go and Gilligan falls to the ground. Gilligan looks winded.

SKIPPER (cont'd)

Are you all right, little buddy? Did I hurt you?

GILLIGAN

Next time let's just shake hands.

FLIP TO:

EXT. BALLOON CLEARING - DAY

RAINCOAT BALLOON WITH INFLATED ARMS

SKIPPER

I still say I'm the one who goes in the balloon.

PROFESSOR

And I thought we agreed to use logic.

SKIPPER

But that is logic. It's logical for the captain to go.

MR HOWELL

Well, I'm the richest man here and I have something to say. Believe me.

The Skipper, Professor, Mr. Howell and Gilligan stand in the balloon's basket.

PROFESSOR

What kind of logic is that?

MR HOWELL

Well, it's the best kind of logic, money.

SKIPPER

Gentlemen, we got to reach a decision.

GILLIGAN

Now, here we go again. It's a cinch you three can't go up there.

SKIPPER

Well, I know navigation.

PROFESSOR

I know air currents.

MR HOWELL

Well, I know the presidents of five major airlines.

GILLIGAN

I know I'm not going up in this thing.

MR HOWELL

What do you mean, it'll be perfectly comfortable, with Ginger as the stewardess, the Skipper here as the pilot, and the Professor as navigator. I'll be more than comfortable.

SKIPPER

Mister Howell, I do wish you'd listen. Only one person can go in this balloon.

MR HOWELL

One person? No bubbly? No movies? Oh, my God, that's a tourist flight.

SKIPPER

Exactly.

MR HOWELL

Well, exactly, then count me out.

PROFESSOR

All right, Skipper, then it's between you and me.

GILLIGAN

Why not draw straws?

SKIPPER

Oh, of all the stupid ideas.

PROFESSOR

Why is it stupid?

SKIPPER

(to Gilligan)

Well, why did you say it was stupid, Gilligan?

GILLIGAN

But, Skipper!

SKIPPER

Well, I'll hold the straws.

PROFESSOR

Oh, no. No, no. No, you won't.

MR HOWELL

No, no, no. I just happen to have two straws. See? The short one goes. Good enough? Good enough?

Mr. Howell holds up the straws for the Skipper and Professor to take.

MR HOWELL (cont'd)

There you are.

SKIPPER

Ready?

PROFESSOR

Ready.

Both draw a straw and compare.

SKIPPER

I won! I won! I won! I won!

(pause)

I think.

DISSOLVE TO:

EXT. BALLOON CLEARING - DAY

The Skipper stands in the balloon's basket.

MR HOWELL

Remember to call by broker, all right?

SKIPPER

The minute I land, Mister Howell

GINGER

And you'll call my agent?

SKIPPER

Oh, I've got his number right in my pocket.

GILLIGAN

Don't forget to send somebody back.

SKIPPER

Gilligan, that's why I'm going, remember?

GILLIGAN

Sure, I remember. I just hope you don't forget.

PROFESSOR

All right, everybody listen.

MR HOWELL

Roger. That's air force talk. Wild blue yonder.

MRS HOWELL

Oh, roger.

PROFESSOR

Now, I'll control the main guideline. That'll get the balloon clear of the foliage and make sure he's headed in the right direction.

MR HOWELL

If you land in London, mention my name to the royal family, they'll put you up.

PROFESSOR

Gilligan, you and Mister Howell steady the sidelines.

JUNGLE BOY

wears Mr. Howell's brimmed hat, jacket and ascot, and watches the raincoat balloon launch.

PROFESSOR (O.S.)

And be ready to let go when I yell.

MR HOWELL (O.S.)

Roger.

BACK TO SCENE

PROFESSOR

Gilligan, cast off that sideline.

The Skipper stands in the basket, arms folded and confident.

PROFESSOR (cont'd)

I'll start the countdown. Five, four, three, two, one!

Gilligan gives the tie down rope a yank. The Professor pulls on his release cord, and stares up at the balloon. The Skipper has look of surprise on his face.

SKIPPER

I guess it's still too heavy, Professor. I'll throw off a little ballast.

The Skipper throws out a few gourds used as ballast and the balloon and basket moves upwards. The castaways look up at the balloon as it moves skyward and yell out their farewells.

PROFESSOR

Good luck, Skipper.

MR HOWELL

(French)

Bon voyage!

RAINCOAT BALLOON WITH INFLATED ARMS

PAN DOWN BALLOON'S SIDE TO

Skipper who is not moving upward while the raincoat balloon does. The bottom of the basket broke under the Skippers weight and the Skipper desperately hangs on to the basket to keep the balloon from floating off.

SKIPPER

Pull the balloon back down.

Everyone but the Howells grab for the balloon and hold it down.

MR HOWELL

We haven't six claws, I mean, really Lovey. I can't stand an ...

JUNGLE BOY

just watches with amusement.

BACK TO SCENE

MR HOWELL (cont'd)

... unsuccessful attempt.

FLIP TO:

EXT. CAMP - NIGHT

The castaways are gathered near the hut as the Professor continues the discussion about the launch failure.

PROFESSOR

Our first experiment was perfect. Except, of course, for one minor detail.

MR HOWELL

It failed.

PROFESSOR

I know. But that's just because the cargo was overweight.

Gilligan and the Jungle boy shoot spit wads at each other as the discussion continues.

GILLIGAN

That's you, Skipper.

SKIPPER

Be quiet, Gilligan. The Professor's trying to explain something to us.

MARY ANN

Go ahead, Professor.

PROFESSOR

So the weight problem eliminated, everything else is worked out scientifically. Now, I've computed the cross Pacific air currents, the rotation of the Earth, our latitude and longitude, and the jet stream which goes directly to Hawaii.

GILLIGAN

He wore out two whole pencils.

PROFESSOR

Now, the balloon only has to rise to a height of three hundred...

Gilligan shoots another spit wad.

PROFESSOR (O.S.)

... feet to catch the prevailing air currents, which means it can twenty pounds of provisions, or ninety pounds of human cargo with complete safety.

MR HOWELL

Ninety pounds?

JUNGLE BOY

shoots a spitwad back at Gilligan.

BACK TO SCENE

MARY ANN

Oh, no, you don't.

MR HOWELL

We'll give the lad flight pay.

PROFESSOR

Oh, I assure you he'll be completely safe. And we can put a note in his pocket explaining our situation.

GILLIGAN

You know, the Professor's got a point.

GINGER

Well, you can't send that boy up in a crate.

GILLIGAN

She's got a good point, too.

SKIPPER

But it'll sail itself. There's no navigation problem.

GILLIGAN

You got a good point, too.

The Jungle boy is shot by Gilligan again.

MRS HOWELL

Well, aren't you suppose to test these things or something?

GILLIGAN

Missus Howell's got a good point.

MR HOWELL

But the flight will make the lad famous.

GILLIGAN

Mister Howell has a good point, too.

SKIPPER

Gilligan, not everyone can have a good point. You don't have to agree with everyone.

GILLIGAN

You know something, Skipper? You got a good point, too.

Gilligan tries to shoot the Jungle boy but ends up shooting right into the Skipper's ear.

GILLIGAN (cont'd)

Besides, I don't see why anybody should go up in that balloon. All you have to do is put a rescue note in it, and let it go up by itself.

There's a long pause while everyone realizes Gilligan is right and all start giving him praise ad lib.

PROFESSOR

Gilligan, that's a marvelous idea.

The Castaways tell Gilligan that his idea is good.

JUNGLE BOY

PROFESSOR (O.S.)

Absolutely wonderful.

The Jungle boy looks at the balloon with special interest.

DISSOLVE TO:

EXT. BALLOON CLEARING - MORNING

Jungle boy stands in the raincoat balloon's BASKET. He cuts the tethers with a KNIFE. After he cuts the last line, the balloon lifts off on its journey.

DISSOLVE TO:

EXT. SKY - DAY

RAINCOAT BALLOON IN FLIGHT

The balloon balloon floats in the air on its way to Hawaii.

FLIP TO:

EXT. HUT - DAY

The Skipper and Professor emerge from the hut. The Professor is carrying a piece of paper.

PROFESSOR

I put everything I could think of into this rescue note.

SKIPPER

So did I, as much as we know about longitude and latitude.

MRS HOWELL

And I offered a generous reward for our rescue.

MR HOWELL

I knew you would, Lovey. My note merely reads, "Double previous offer."

Gilligan runs up to the men.

GILLIGAN

Skipper! Professor! The boy's gone. He's disappeared.

SKIPPER

Well, maybe he went back to where he use to live to get a few things!

MR HOWELL

What would he have, a formal loincloth?

PROFESSOR

I wonder.

MRS HOWELL

You wonder what?

PROFESSOR

Well, he knew we were talking about him. And he knew we were talking about the balloon.

MRS HOWELL

Oh, no, he wouldn't do that.

SKIPPER

Ooohhh!

They all exit.

EXT. BALLOON CLEARING - DAY

The Skipper, Gilligan, Professor and Mr. and Mrs. Howell run up to find the balloon gone.

SKIPPER

The balloon is gone, it's gone.

MR HOWELL

Is it caught in the trees anywhere?

MRS HOWELL

It's terrible.

The Skipper and Gilligan bend over and pick up the cut hold down lines.

GILLIGAN

Oh, he sure must have used a sharp knife!

SKIPPER

Why these are cut clean through!

MRS HOWELL

Oh, that poor boy!

PROFESSOR

I assure you, Missus Howell, he'll be perfectly safe.

GILLIGAN

(excitedly)

Not only that, we'll all be rescued. Because when they find him, he'll tell them about us, and he'll tell them about the island, and he'll tell them to send a boat, and he'll tell them...

SKIPPER

Gilligan, and just how is going to tell them?

GILLIGAN

He'll just say, "Boy, boy, girl, girl, no, no."

The realization that the boy won't be able to say anything sinks in and Gilligan looks defeated.

FADE OUT.

END OF ACT TWO

TAG

FADE IN:

INT. SKIPPER AND GILLIGAN'S HUT - DAY

Gilligan is seated at a table listening to MUSIC on the radio, as the Skipper stands looking out the hut's door. He turns around to address Gilligan.

SKIPPER

Gilligan, I keep telling you it was not your fault.

GILLIGAN

Yeah, but I found him.

SKIPPER

Well, we'd have found him eventually.

GILLIGAN

How about the helium?

SKIPPER

Gilligan, if there is any blame, we should all share it. Now, we knew he was listening when we were talking about the whole thing.

RADIO ANNOUNCER (V.O.)

Ladies and gentlemen, we interrupt our regularly scheduled program for a special announcement.

Gilligan looks as if he's about to say something as the Skipper leans closer on the table.

SKIPPER

Shhh!

GILLIGAN

I didn't say anything.

SKIPPER

Well, you were just about to, now shhhh!

RADIO ANNOUNCER (V.O.)

A most miraculous and unusual event has happened. An unidentified boy in a balloon made of raincoats, has landed on the deck of a United States aircraft carrier.

GILLIGAN

He made it! Oh, he made it! Hey, everybody!

SKIPPER

He made it! He made it! Everybody!

The Skipper and Gilligan run to the door and window, running into each other in the process and yelling for the other castaways.

The other castaways come running. Mrs. Howell, Ginger and Mary Ann take up positions outside the window while Mr. Howell and the Professor enter the hut. Mr. Howell takes up position near the table.

MR HOWELL

What is that? What is that?

SKIPPER

Listen.

RADIO ANNOUNCER (V.O.)

Of course, the mystery will remain with us for years, for it will take that long to find out who he is or where he came from since all he can do is mimic.

MRS HOWELL

He could use a fork.

GINGER

Well, he can comb his hair.

RADIO ANNOUNCER (V.O.)

Obviously he didn't make the balloon himself.

MR HOWELL

The boy's a pilot, not an inventor!

RADIO ANNOUNCER (V.O.)

He had help, but whom?

SKIPPER AND PROFESSOR

PROFESSOR

Who.

RADIO ANNOUNCER (V.O.)

So far, all we been able to get out of him is, "boy, boy, girl, girl, no, no."

SKIPPER

That's about all they'll ever get out of him too.

Gilligan turn off the radio.

GILLIGAN

But after he grows up and goes to high school and college, he'll be able to talk real good.

GINGER

But that'll be ten years.

SKIPPER

Anything else, Gilligan?

GILLIGAN

You Skipper, him Professor, me nut.

Gilligan has an embarrassed look on his face.

FADE OUT.

THE END