Eva noticed Ginger walking along a path. Hmm She thought to herself. Looks like the horny tramp is done molesting the Professor.

Eva got up from her spot and followed Ginger, she paused for a moment to pick up a rock. Why not take her out now?
It would be a good chance for her to see if the others would believe her to be Ginger as Gilligan did.

Ginger sensed someone was behind her and turned. She smiled as she saw it was Eva. "Hello." She greeted.

"Hello." Eva said with a sneer before smashing the rock on Ginger's head.

The actress saw stars and fell to the ground after everything went black. Eva carefully picked up the movie star's arms and dragged her to the nearby cave. She had found the one that had been used as a "jail" previously. She placed Ginger inside and tied her hands and ankles. She then placed a gag on her mouth. Eva then stood up.

Ginger slowly came too. She opened her eyes and tried to make sense of her surroundings. She tried to move her hands and feet but couldn't. Ginger tried to open her mouth to speak but found out something was blocking her from doing so. Her eyes went to Eva who was standing there grinning at her wickedly. Ginger tried to say something from behind her gag but it was useless.

"Hello Ginger." Eva said. "This is going to be your new home. You are never going back to Hollywood. There is going to be a brand new Ginger Grant. Me." She said with satisfaction.

"Everyone will love and adore me." Eva taunted. "Even the Professor."

Ginger tried shaking her head in protest that the Professor would never believe Eva was her but it was futile. Eva just laughed and walked out locking the cell door behind her. She looked back at Ginger and held up the key and then tossed it into the jungle.

Camp (Dinner)

Mary Ann announced that dinner was ready and the others came out to the table. The Howells took their usual spots and the Skipper took his place at the head of the table. Gilligan sat down across from Mrs. Howell. The Professor took his spot and the one next to his was empty but was filled when Mary Ann sat down there for a minute so she could fix her sandal strap.

"Ginger" then emerged to join them. "Hello Mr. Howell." She greeted him.

"Hello Ginger." He smiled politely.

Mary Ann looked up and saw the red head. "I'll be up in a minute Ginger. I'm just fixing my sandal." She said as she readjusted the strap.

"Oh that's all right Mary Ann. You can sit there." "Ginger" replied.

Everyone's paused and looked at "Ginger' in disbelief. Then again when she sat down across from Mr. Howell.

The Professor was equally puzzled and called to her. "Ginger…dear I'm over here." He said gesturing for her to join him on the other side of the table.

"No I want to talk to Mr. Howell about something." She explained.

While no one found it strange Ginger should want to discuss anything with Mr. Howell, they did find it strange that Ginger wouldn't want to do that while sitting next to the Professor. Especially since she had made it clear previously she would yank out anyone by their ear if they attempted to seat themselves next to him. That was her seat and no one better forget it. The other castaways had been slightly amused by Ginger's proclamation and promised to never make the mistake of taking her spot at the table.

The Professor was stunned and Mary Ann looked at him. "Did you two have a fight?" She asked trying to figure out what was going on.

"No." replied The Professor. He was dumbfounded as to why Ginger was acting this way but maybe she just wanted to be closer to Mr. Howell to discuss whatever it was she wanted to discuss. But since when did she not want to be near him during meals. She always kissed him and whispered sensual things in his ear and told him how much she loved him. This was certainly not normal for Ginger.

"Ginger" smiled at Gilligan briefly who awkwardly returned it and then turned his attention to his food.

Mary Ann got up from her seat next to the Professor and moved next to Gilligan. "I don't get this." She said to him in a quite voice.

Gilligan shrugged and said nothing. His mind on what "Ginger" told him earlier.

Mary Ann then noticed Eva wasn't with them. "Say where is Eva?" She asked.

"Oh." The Fake Ginger spoke. "She said she wasn't really hungry and decided to just look around the island. She said she would eat something later."

"Oh okay." Mary Ann replied.

"Ginger" then spoke with Mr. Howell. "I was wondering if maybe you could help me when I get back to Hollywood." She stated.

"What did you have in mind?" He asked curiously.

"Well…you have a lot of money…I was thinking…maybe you could help me put on a play or a musical...you know help produce it..what do you think?"

Mr. Howell smiled. "I would love to Ginger but I'm afraid that Lovey would not approve. Remember the last time…It was a disaster."

"It most certainly was not dear." Mrs. Howell chided. "I made an excellent Cleopatra."

"Yes Yes of course dear." Mr. Howell said. "Ginger….Lovey and I will gladly attend the opening of any play, musical or movie you are starring in. But I'm afraid that the production part is out of the question."

"Ginger" had no idea what they were talking about with Cleopatra but pressed on.

"But it can be different this time…Please…I really would appreciate your help with this."

Mrs. Howell shook her head. "I'm sorry dear but it is out of the question. But you have plenty of contacts in Hollywood. I'm sure that when you get back that you can get in touch with them."

"Uh yeah I suppose." The Fake Ginger cursed herself for not thinking of that. "I just have been away from Hollywood so long…I thought maybe they would have forgotten me."

"Oh how could they." asked Mrs. Howell. "You are a delightful actress. They will be so happy when you arrive back. All clamoring for you to star in their movie."

The Fake Ginger nodded and said nothing further. Every once in a while she would sneak a quick wink at Gilligan who tried his best to avoid her.

The dinner came to a close and Mary Ann gathered up the dishes with Gilligan and Mrs. Howell. "Ginger" left the area and headed out to the path in a jungle with a book she had taken from Ginger and the Professor's hut. She decided to brush up on some acting skills and try to lose herself in the dialogue.

It wasn't long before she felt a pair of arms wrap themselves around her.

"You may have escaped me at dinner my love but you aren't going to escape me now." The Professor said softly.

Fake Ginger smiled and removed his arms from her waist. "Not now…I want to work on brushing up on my acting skills." She explained.

"I can gladly help you with any love scenes." He whispered putting his arms back around her.

"Ginger" once again removed his arms and pushed him away. "Please…this is important…I need to be sharpen my skills for when I'm back in Hollywood. There is probably a lot of competition and I need to be ready."

The Professor ran his hand through his hair. This wasn't making any sense. Ginger never in her life rejected any physical contact from him. She welcomed and encouraged it. There was nothing Ginger liked better than being in his arms. She said so herself. Even before they were together, she sought him out. When the women were spooked by what they had believed to be a monster, Ginger ran to him throwing her arms around him and not letting go. After, when it was discovered the "monster" was actually a balloon, Ginger still didn't let go of him. She kept her arms around him holding on to him.

When the raft they had been on was sinking, Ginger clung to him. The fact that she was now rejecting him and pushing him away claiming she needed to sharpen her acting skills. It didn't make sense. He decided to let her be and walked to the lagoon.

The Professor sat down on a large rock pondering Ginger's odd behavior. Maybe he was just overreacting. Ginger was right about there being competition in Hollywood but still…why push him away? She enjoyed coaching him and giving him direction when she wanted his help with rehearsing whatever scene she wanted to rehearse.

Roy had often wondered early on if it was a ruse by her to get to be close to him. A part of him had hoped it was. That Ginger just wanted an excuse to be able to kiss him. Not that she ever needed one. He would have gladly kissed her. Acting or no acting. Just like when they were fooling Duke. He got lost in the moment and actually lifted his hand to bring her closer to him. Nothing was better than having Ginger's lips on his.

He sighed looking out at the water. He heard a noise and saw it was Mary Ann.

"Hello." She greeted. "Mind if I join you?"

"Not at all." The Professor said.

Mary Ann sat down next to him and watched the water for a minute before speaking.

"Ginger certainly seemed strange didn't she?"

"Yes I would agree her behavior was out of character." The Professor stated.

"It's not like her to not want to be next to you." Mary Ann said. "I don't get it. I remember her practically threatening to pull me out by my pigtails if I didn't move." She laughed.

The Professor smiled at the memory of Ginger telling Mary Ann the seat next to him was hers and to please move elsewhere.

Ginger always wanted to be near him. Why all of a sudden was she..It wasn't making sense.

"You know." The Professor said. "I tried to…she was in a path in the jungle and I tried…she pushed me away."

Mary Ann's eyes went wide. "Ginger? Push you away?"
He nodded. "Yes. She said she needed to sharpen her acting skills. She refused my help."

"But Ginger always recruited you in the past to help her with her scenes. This is just…this makes no sense. I don't get it."

Jungle Path

"Ginger…please…why don't you get the Professor to help you with this scene!" Gilligan protested. "He's better at kissing you"

"Come on Gilligan…just one little kiss…I want to make sure I get this right…It doesn't mean anything."

"No!" Gilligan said moving away. He wasn't liking this. Ginger never acted this way. "I don't want to."

Fake Ginger put her hands on her hips. "Gilligan..please…I just want some help. Is that asking too much?"

"Yes!" exclaimed Gilligan who then scurried away. He ran to the lagoon where he found Mary Ann talking with the Professor. He joined them on the large rock sitting next to Mary Ann.

"Something wrong?" asked The Professor.

Gilligan was about to speak but he didn't want to hurt the Professor. He didn't want to tell him how Ginger was coming on to him and trying to get him to kiss her. It would crush him. The Professor was crazy about Ginger and up until now Gilligan had been sure Ginger was crazy about the Professor. Now he wasn't sure what to think.

The young sailor shook his head. "No. Nothing. Fine." He said moving closer to Mary Ann.

Mary Ann sensed Gilligan was holding something back. "Gilligan what is it?"

"Nothing Mary Ann . Really. Just want to uh…sit out here for awhile."

The Professor stood up announcing he was going to head back to the camp.

After he was gone, Mary Ann turned to Gilligan. "Okay…spill it. What is wrong?"

"I…I don't…I can't say." Gilligan said clamming up.

"What do you mean you can't say?" Mary Ann said concerned. "Gilligan…you can tell me…"

"No. I don't want to. It's nothing…Let's just stay out here." He said putting his arm around her. Mary Ann shrugged saying nothing. Whatever it was, Gilligan would tell her in his own time. She wasn't about to pry.

Cave

Ginger struggled with all her might to get the ropes free but it was hopeless. They wouldn't budge. Tears were forming in her eyes. Eva's words about having the Professor. No..He couldn't possibly believe…he would know. He had to know.
Her Roy would never in a thousand years believe that Eva could be her. She had to believe that. She had to believe her love would instantly know that a phony took her place and would find her. He had to. He just had to.