Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

-Let's go. -Yeah, Iet's go.
I'm giving you a ticket for overtime parking.
I know better than to teII you to stay, so come on.
-Yeah, come on, Iet's go. -AII right.
ExactIy, and that's exactIy the way it shouId be.
You promised we'd be the onIy three to know.
We're going right out there and finding them, ain't we?
We touch those things, and our probation goes whistIing up a hoIIow tree.
-TeII them, Cooter. -Hey, y'aII.
But a pretty short ride unIess we get some gas.
posing Iike a Iady cop, and the boys don't know it.
It seems that...
I promised your fat sister LuIu when I married her...
lt's mighty pretty, too.
Nobody ever accused Rosco having too many smarts. That's for sure.
If I might say so, if you shoot as good as you Iook...
-The price is right. -Let's go.
AII right, freeze!
Come on, bring it around.
PubIic Enemy Number One.
-Ready? HoId on back there. -Yeah.
Either we can wait here and get shot at, or run for it.
-Sounds good to me. -AII right.
WiII we go after them or just sit here aII day?
They've been wrong so many times. They know their rights.
-Why are they going to a ghost town? -Doesn't matter.