Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

A contest for a non-poIIuting fueI substitute.
HeIIo, Dukes. Y'aII heard about the big contest?
You promised me if I arrested you fair and square that you wouIdn't resist.
You think we ought to give her mouth-to-mouth recreation?
Get them in there and get going. Come on.
Oh, I beIieve that.
-Maybe. -You're under arrest. I'm serious.
-Her wig? -That's another Iady's hair she's wearing.
How's Jesse doubIe-crossing Boss?
We'II stay ahead of them untiI the tank runs dry.
Come on.
-He probabIy won't never neither. -It don't make no difference.
Okay, then.
If you boys can keep her busy tonight...
She's riding a IittIe Iow, ain't she Jesse?
It's probabIy for their truck. Maybe for their car.
Jesse Duke is cooking moonshine.
Yeah, that's that contest I heard about on the radio.
We'd best cut that down just a mite more.
-When you say not, you mean no? -I mean no.
is a pretty fair antifreeze, and a darn good remedy for warts and catarrh.
I'm ain't taIking making, I'm taIking transporting.
Here we go.
Stay out of here, Bo. Roxanne's naked as a jaybird.
Check her pockets.
Look out for the chair.
you turn the switch, and the gas formed creates instant combustion.
It's the reaI thing, aII right. What'd you get that for?
Y'all getting it now?
You ever see two hounds fighting over the same bone?
Can't hoId that against them. Just trying to do their job.
What is it?
A revenue agent ought to be abIe to teII moonshine from water.
He's doing it. He's firing up that stiII. Just what I was saying.
-That way you can watch our every move. -And you can sIeep with Daisy.
You heard what they said. It's not iIIegaI to make whiskey, Boss.
You're not riding home with nobody. You're under arrest.
And once, we run out of gas.
He'II go through this thing...