Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

by the familiar sign there on the door.
I was down there fishing for crawdads...
-Enos? -Yes, sir.
I stiII don't know, Luke.
Daisy, we're headed for BIack HoIIow. Meet us there. And hurry!
'"The family that plays together stays together. '"
Neither is Molly or Cousin Alice.
I did aII of us a favor.
Why?
I'm hauIing prime.
My mama aIways said:
I fed him up so fuII he feII out to snore. And where is the truck?
and then make MoIIy's run in broad dayIight.
Yes, sir. It's a matter of honor.
EngIish
You don't have butter brickIe crunch.
This is Red Dog. BIue Fox, come on.
What'd you do, Rosco, join the NationaI Guard?
Like that time I was abIe to heIp you escape from the Feds.
Wanna wrestIe?
than beating out old Boss Hogg or the Sheriff.
Looks like old Rosco's finally got it together.
That truck is mine.
You ever see anyone set themselves up for comments like old Rosco does?
You swamp peopIe sure got some strange ideas.
lf she had Uncle Jesse in the swamp...
You're a reguIar Grandpa Moses.
He was paying nearly $1 an hour for that roadblock man.
That's when the fun's just about to start.
You'II Iearn them, Boss, just Iike I Iearned my new operationaI procedure.
You keep your feet moving, that way she won't get ahoId of you.
That's why I went down near the swamp...
No probIem.
you get the FBI out of Hazzard County...