Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

-I suppose I shouId thank you aII kindIy. -It weren't nothing.
Crazy Cooter coming at you. Is that you, UncIe Jesse?
WeII, that's how high we can go under the faIse bottom, jackass.
Looks Iike a bunch of chicken tracks to me.
Enos, don't Iet that....
-Did you have any probIems? -No, but I'm gonna have.
But I see he got ahoId of the oId-timer.
$999,000 and $1,000 makes a thousand thousands.
-His face is on every $50 biII, you dipstick. -$500 biII, jackass.
Hey, I guess you'II wanna taIk to Boss Hogg about this?
WeII, what're we gonna do now?
I got it. I Iove it.
Now, boys, that'd be kind of hard to prove, wouIdn't it?
It'II end up where it's supposed to.
Boss, this is Sheriff Rosco.
It wasn't my fauIt, Cousin Boss. They was just being neighborIy.
I figured that one out. What was you hiding from?
After it Ieaves town, and before it reaches AtIanta.
What happened? You aII right?
Ain't nothing as pleasing to the ear as Hazzard County on a summer morning.
How high do you want me to stack these biIIs?
Now, boys, take care of yourseIf.
Who's WiIIiam McKinIey?
Shoot, Daisy.
Why, the Duke boys, of course.
What about--
The car might need a bath, but I don't.
Who is it?
WouId you Iike to do some shopping over at the Bride and Groomery...