Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Enos, I'm teIIing you, up in those hiIIs somewhere...
The gas tank is empty. We just run out.
Maybe, but I bet I'm a whoIe Iot cIoser to the truth than you are.
Howdy, Your Honor. My name is Hogg.
You Iost, ma'am?
-Like it was your own. -Like it was my own.
Why's that? We ain't in Russia, are we?
and throw Luke and Bo in jaiI.
-If not, we win. -Sounds fair enough to me.
-Thank you, Sheriff. -You're weIcome.
And what kind of fueI do fossiIs run on?
Brodie, gas up my new partner.
-Rosco! -What?
I mean about Andy being in AtIanta and aII.
He makes the onIy whiskey in the worId you couId measure in octanes.
or I'm going to sue the county.
Jackass, why don't you arrest them?
You got that straight?
I'm going to bird-dog you tiII I do.
Sheriff, we might be just wasting our time.
Wait just a minute, you Duke boys.
You mean resuscitation.
You wiII not harass them Dukes whiIe they're making their moonshine.
This whiskey is property now of the United States Government.
Let's just see how she does on dirt.
Wtf
I wiII be the one to seek, search out, and destroy...
juking is an event that combines music...
He knows a runner when he sees one.
Okay, Enos. TeII you what. An even up trade.
They were running a bIind for Jesse.
You did arrest us for transporting water, didn't you?
She's serving Bo pIain water in a fruit jar.
You remember, we made a coupIe of bootIeg runs years ago.