Everyone except Gilligan is sittin at the table listinin to the radio. All of a sudden Gilligan comes from the lagoon, but he isn't alone! A tall, husky, man with a black leather jacket on, was gripping Gilligan's arm and pointing a gun at his head.

Skipper:What the...hey put that gun down!!!!!!

man:Hec no! Not until you give me all your money!

Proffesser: And if we don't?

man: I shoot the boy and we imprison all of you!

Skipper: What do you mean we?

The man whistled and 7 other men came the lagoon.

man: We!

Mr. Howel: I'll give you 50,000 dollars if you let Gilligan go!

man: 15,000,000,000 is more like it!

Mr. Howel: 1,000,000,000!

man:15,000,000,000!

Mr.Howel: No! I don't have that much money here on the island!

man: Alright! I'm shootin!

Skipper: Don't shoot!

Maryann: Please don't!

Ginger: You can imprison us all you want, if you let go of Gilligan!

Mrs. Howel: My goodness!

man: Alright. You! (points at proffesser) Stand over there! Now you go stand next to him! (points to the skipper) You tree women stand beside them! And you, money man, stand next to them!

Man then shoves Gilligan beside proffesser with his gun.

man: Get over there boy!

man: Alright! before i lock you up, i'd like to get some things clear. (looks over at Gilligan) Your name is Gilligan. Your 20 years old, your 115 pounds, your 5'10?

Gilligan: How did you know?

man: Along with money, I steal files. One of the files I've stolen is yours! And your also supposed to be dead! But here I am talking to you! And your certainly not dead! I also know you lived in Pennsylvania before you joined the Navy in Hawaii.

To be continued...........................

:rolleyes: :rolleyes:

Please continue! No more suspense!

Yea! Continue!!!

I know I'm impatient, but...waiting is slowly killing me! Gaahh! This might bring me to an early grave...Must..read..fan fic!;)

Please continue!

She hasn't been on here in nearly a year.:eek: We should send a petition in email to her to finish this.:D :cool:

lol