Jed Clampett was an expert hunter. The group that he arrived at the island with was not too surprised when he came back to camp well before noon with his game. The two multimillionaires came marching into camp with a boar tied to a bamboo pole, with Thurston Howell taking up the rear. Howell's skin was a light shade of his favorite color, money green.

Jethro spoke up, "All right, fresh bacon, fatback, and pig's feet!"

Granny admired, "He's a beaut, Jed. Too bad they don't have a smokehouse here!"

Mary Ann responded, "We can still smoke him." She then ordered, "Gilligan, go dig a pit. Skipper, put some rocks on the fire."

Understanding immediately what was going down, Gilligan grabbed the shovel and ran. Skipper went to start gathering wood to start a fire in the pit, and was greeted with a face full of sand when he got to the beach. He normally would be more upset, but Gilligan was almost half done with the barbeque pit. They would be ready for the boar as soon as Mary Ann and Granny were done with it.

Granny said to Mary Ann, "Nothing better than a good pit BBQ. OK child, let's get this hog skinned." She then asked Mrs. Howell, "I don't suppose you would help us?"

Lovey Howell sighed, "I think I'm going to swoon!"

Granny then looked at Mr. Drysdale, "Hey Drysdale, she remind you of anyone?"

Drysdale replied, "I have no idea what you are talking about, Granny." Miss Jane just snickered.

Mr. Howell quickly said, "My dear, I'll take you back to the hut."

Once alone with her husband, Mrs. Howell said, "Really Thurston…. It was so, well, dead."

Howell just smiled and said, "Lovey, it was worth it. We struck oil."

Soon Mrs. Howell was no longer thinking of the red boar's blood. Instead she was thinking of red rubies.

Mary Ann asked the younger Clampett, "Elly May, would you mind making some lunch while we skin the hog? Dinner will be late tonight. There's plenty of dried fish, coconuts, corn and squash."

Happy to have a task, Elly replied, "Yes'm".

Granny whispered to Mary Ann, "I've been trying to teach that child to cook for years—good luck with the meal."

Mary Ann laughingly replied, "Sort of like me with Ginger. Don't worry, there's no cooking involved. I've already made the squash, and the dried fish is good to go."

After the women were finished with the boar, the Skipper and Gilligan carefully tied it to a pole and brought it to the pit. They then wrapped the carcass in banana leaves and placed it on the red hot rocks in the pit and buried the pork. Afterwards, the two seamen joined the others for a lunch of dried fish, corn, and squash, with coconut milk to wash it down. The lunch turned out to be very tasty.

Jethro finished one whole sea bass and asked for another.

Granny lamented, "I swear that boy has a bottomless pit."

Miss Jane defended Jethro, "He is a growing young man."

Gilligan wasn't far behind Jethro in the amount of food he was eating.

The Skipper scolded, "Little Buddy, this is not an eating contest."

Gilligan answered with a full mouth, "Sorry Skipper. This is good, Ellie."

Ellie replied, "Thank you, Gilligan."

Jed agreed with Gilligan, "Elly, this has got to be the best meal you fixed."

Drysdale agreed, "The corn is fantastic."

Granny said, "Speaking of corn, would any of you have a condenser coil around here anywhere?"

Jed growled, "Granny, you're not fixing of making more recipe are you?"

The Professor offered, "Actually, Granny, I have a full distillery set up in my laboratory for making alcohol used in my experiments."

Mrs. Howell added, "And for making the little umbrella drinks Mr. Howell and I enjoy so much for cocktail hour."

Granny thoughtfully replied, "Hmmm…. Let me take a look at that still after lunch, Professor. I think I could bring a little extra something to the bar-b-cue."

The Professor answered, "Certainly, Granny. By the way, it's a luau."

Granny paused and responded with, "I am flattered, young man, but let's just be friends, after all I am old enough to be your… older sister."

After a chorus of chuckling from the group, causing the Professor to turn beet red, Miss Jane explained, "Granny, a luau is a Hawaiian bar-b-cue."

Granny looked at the Professor and said, "OK, but I'm keeping my eye on you."

After making some adjustments to the still, Granny did concede that rum probably would be a better choice than corn mash with the materials available. Granny's adjustments, though, boosted the proof of the end product from 80 to about 151. Which translates to going up from 40 to 75% alcohol.

While Granny was working on the still, Mary Ann was making fixin's to go with the pork. She had also enlisted the help of Miss Jane, Elly May, and with much convincing, Ginger. Mrs. Howell was busy with table setting and place cards. Jed, Jethro, the Skipper, The Professor and Gilligan were building two new huts. The process went much quicker than the construction of the original huts, as both the Castaways and Clampetts had experience building huts or shacks. One hut was for Jethro, Jed, and Mr. Drysdale, and the other was for Miss Jane, Elly May, and Granny. While the others were busy with their respective tasks, Mr. Drysdale was busy working on Mr. Howell.

Drysdale asked, "So, Thurston, may I call you Thurston? What will it take to move your accounts over to Commerce Bank of Beverly Hills?"

Howell replied, "I am rather fond of my money, and respect it too much to let it live in California."

After hours of hard work (on the part of most), it was time for happy hour. Mrs. Howell made the group piña coladas using granny's rum. Everybody was in high spirits by the time the boar was ready that night.

The pork turned out perfectly. The group dined on pineapple and ham as well as southern style pulled pork. Along with the meat there was corn, squash, bananas, completed with Mary Ann's famous coconut cream pie (which she hid from Gilligan and Jethro most of that evening). After dinner, Gilligan found some music on the radio. The party had started.

Neither Gilligan or Elly May were interested in romance, so they were obvious dance partners. Granny did become fond of the Professor, as a friend and colleague, who did see the value in some of the homeopathic cures she taught him that afternoon while working on the still. Seeing that Jethro had eyes toward Mary Ann, Ginger set her sights even higher and asked Jed to dance.

The Skipper and Mr. Howell became uncharacteristically buddy-buddy after a few drinks. The Skipper confided in Howell, "Look at Gilligan. I wish I could be that carefree. He's got that blonde eating out of his hands."

Howell asked, "Are you interested in Elly? She must be at least 25 years younger than you."

Skipper scoffed, "And you're no spring chicken yourself, Howell. No, to be honest, I think that Miss Hathaway is really something."

The millionaire responded, "Sorry, didn't mean to offend you, old man. Listen—you have a lot going for you. You're a leader, a war hero, and a well travelled man. I say go for it."

Drunkenly the Skipper replied, "I know we've had our differences, but, Howell…. You're alright."

Slurring his speech, Howell said, "You're a good man, Captain." He added, "Can I trust you with a secret?"

The Skipper answered, "Of Course."

The Millionaire put his fingers on his lips then said, "I struck oil."