Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

old Jesse kept her tuned up and ready.

-I'm sorry about this, Bo. -It's okay, man.

HeII with it. Come on, boys. This ain't no contest.

They are to be Ieft aIone tiII they go to transporting. Then move in.

Their famiIy's been doing it ever since Washington cut down that magnoIia tree.

Purifying the air, Mr. Hogg.

She don't know no more about hunting than she does fishing.

We got a FederaI agent as witness.

-Ain't you? How's about moonshining? -We definiteIy ain't in that.

find a substitute for fossiI fueI.

WeII, Bo. Just hand it in here.

A real sweetheart with a leaded body, a hard engine, and racing shocks.

And old Boss can hardly wait.

We got them Dukes this time.

WeII, I certainIy appreciate your attitude.

and I'm gonna find that stiII.

Here's your keys, Rosco. We'II ride home with Jesse.

If I was you, I'd ask me to dance again.

You said that he was going to break the treaty with his government.

-You reckon Jesse knows that? -Enos, of course he knows it.

The way them Arabs got us by the throat, seIIing us that oiI at such a big markup.

WeII, there's gonna be some happy fish in that creek.

-And your car ran on it. -That's it. That's what I'm taIking about.

And we got no chance to soIve that poIIution probIem.

You know, Bo? This just ain't our day.

I expect to taste that pretty soon.

Caught you in the act.

Maybe he ordered it that way.

-and mix up a batch. And why? -Why?