Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

We got enough stuff here for Boss and I to start our own casino.
What say we give that a try, honey bun.
Now, you remember, you promised to win me a mink coat, hot cakes.
You know, she spIit without spIitting.
But we don't have a dog racing track.
Forget it, Luke.
You just fIip this switch on cue...
Cooter, are you out of your mind?
Enos, not you, you dipstick.
Pair of tens to the ace.
-See you in the morning, ma'am. -Take care, SmiIey.
There?
-Why, that's right, Bo. -We're aII set, HeIen.
That's the best offer I've had aII day.
They ought to be at Yuchee Ridge Crossing in about ten minutes, Boss.
Enos, they just went by.
Just watch your step.
and bump you $200.
Roger.
-How is it going? -Fine, ma'am
AII my Iife, I've been happy running my IittIe hardware store...
Can't. If we make even one stop, they're gonna smeII a rat.
.
Of course, there ain't nothing the Dukes of Hazzard do that surprises me.
Last time she come through here, she was seIIing stock...
'"The only way to beat a crooked game is to take the crooked part...
Just find out what's rotten inside that truck.
AII we do is steaI back the $1,200 they stoIe from Mr. StovaII.
Helen's hoods never even saw who knocked them cold.
It'II be a whoIe Iot easier...