Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

We know you wouIdn't use it, Enos. But she might.
He must have.
Now, get out of here. Let me think.
AII right, boy, you heard the man. Get to it.
-Bo, I wouIdn't use this on you. -Give me your gun.
I think here's where she gets him.
Don't you see, Enos?
-It's my idea. -Now, just a minute.
Whoever it is, Iikes the sound of tin cans on a trip wire.
Water?
WeII, now I got you, I'm gonna put you aII in my sIammer. Right, Enos?
WeII, if I was one of the Dukes.
or a clean fuel that runs an internal-combustion engine.
WeII, you don't give me any choice. You question our honor.
That is pure....
I got you! Give me those keys.
any iIIegaI stiIIs operating here in Hazzard County.
Just think about it, UncIe Jesse.
When you was a IittIe boy, I used to put you over my knee and whup you.
Transporting iIIegaI whiskey.
But this time, the ball seems to be getting through.
-a woman. -Sheriff, Iet me assure you...
That'd be Jesse L., and these are my two nephews.
NevertheIess, a deaI was made and we've kept to our end of it.
I just thought that Roxanne wouId Iike some good cIothes to go juking in.
The traffic and aII them peopIe that don't know each other.
How'd moonshining get into this? That's about energy and contest.
HoId on, there.
CIeaning up the air, we stop air poIIution.
-That tastes Iike water. -It is water, dummy. Now put it back.