Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Things ain't perfect anywhere. Put UncIe Jesse on, wiII you?
But don't worry. I've got it under controI, just Iike usuaI.
Let's get that truck down to BIack HoIIow.
with naked babies painted on the side.
It's a matter of pure greed.
Let her go back to cheating at bingo.
Sheriff, you better get over here quick.
Rosco...
These pictures. Look at this.
And you're gonna get it.
The boys never could figure what that strange hold was...
the best batch of crawdad bisque you ever put in your whoIe mouth.
What they didn't quite understand...
I got me a new book on wrestIing hoIds...
I was afraid something Iike this wouId happen.
Come on, he'd be about as heIpfuI as a fIea in a hound's ear.
I just got home, and something's wrong.
We can't do that.
What do we need an outhouse for, anyway?
The onIy person that can get in or out of that swamp is MoIIy here.
It's that nephew of mine, Jess.
That don't matter.
No. That famiIy debt has been paid.
the boys would've found some way to make this run.
and this grinning femaIe here sabotaged me.
Get some oiI for a spiII, pIenty arrows, and some dynamite.
Today she Ied me up Jacob's Iadder into the Iand of gIory, so to speak.
-I know it, and I'm sorry. -Sorry don't get it.
-they're on probation. -Jesse, how you taIk.
Ain't we off to a good start?
now you're running guns for those pinko fascists.
You recognize this voice, Enos?
'Cause in Hazzard County there ain't no better entertainment...
I was of the mind to make you some of that crawdad bisque...
It's bad Iuck for the crawdads, maybe.
If there's one thing I know how to do...
She gets right down to it, don't she?
but you'd better reconsider...
I got him. And his barricade.
You know the troubIe I have? I have troubIe with my focusing.
Who in the worId wouId bIow up an outhouse?
Back in '36, I beIieve that was.
I'II be there.