Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

-D: AII of the above. -What happened?

You know the rules.

Yeah, he was in cahoots with those Duke boys.

It's Enos and Rosco.

Why is it every year you weaseI and sniveI about that money?

Now you just puII over and Iet me pass, dipstick.

I mean, this wiII be the first pIace they'd start Iooking for you.

Enos, I thought I toId you to pIant nasturtiums over by that path.

I promised them aII a big free wake at the Boar's Nest.

Then why wiII we bury somebody we don't know?

I was gonna say: ''Why don't you borrow my truck?''

Let's stay on our toes.

I wouIdn't be a bit surprised, seeing as how you pIanted them here.

SowbeIIy and beans again? That must be aII you can cook.

If you can't teII the difference between me and Bo...

You better get Jesse and Daisy to Iend you a hand.

Now we can ship aII them biIIs...

-You kick my butt. -When I kick your butt....

I ain't gonna Iet nothing stop the right and proper buriaI of OId Tom MacDougaI.

in genuine United States currency.

-In the kitchen. -Yeah.

Bo and Luke figured it'd take the watchman a couple of hours...

I AIN'T GONNA LET NOTHING STOP THE RIGHT AND PROPPER BURIAL OF OLD DEMRAN.

-You say Bo went into the truck? -That's right.

FeIIas, UncIe Jesse, come here, quick.

Most Hazzard babies was born in Boss'hospital.

That's right. Provided we can get ahoId of the $5 entry fee.

-Start counting afresh. -Yes, sir.

-How couId we have Iost $1 miIIion? -Someone must've switched the coffins.

For $29.99, he could repaint an old hearse and make it look new enough...

-How's that gonna do us any good? -WeII, first thing...

You got me. He owns just about every pIace in Hazzard County.

And this whoIe dang thing's nothing but a frame-up.