Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

because I'm gonna hit them Duke boys where they Iive.
Not even DoIIy Parton.
but if it hadn't been for him, we couIdn't even begin.
-Quiet. I'm having my Iunch. -Daisy's gone.
-I gave it to Bo. -How come?
Hey, Luke, ain't it wonderfuI what hormones can do?
They set up my drivers with a haIf-naked femaIe woman up on that highway.
-Yeah. But this is something-- -Besides...
Ain't this fun?
Don't stand there. Go get her.
Why, at Ieast two of them kids at the orphanage couId be yours.
-Boss, about the eIection-- -You'd just better win.
I hate kids.
I've got Daisy, their cousin, in jaiI. And they're gonna swap.
-Now, you swear? -Yeah.
Jesse sent aIong this birthday fIower for your hair.
We wanted more but the other cIubs had taken them aII.
Better check it out. Make sure a shotgun ain't hidden there.
Iong before there was a U.S.A. FederaI Government...
You been away to the big city...
Judas Priest on a pony! She's got my car again.
Now we got them.
Did you ever know us to mess with gambIing?
-TeII him. -WeII, Luke?
Now, Jesse, we've been making moonshine for over 200 years.
There'II be no raiIroading in my county this cIose to eIections.
We stiII have a Iong way to go...
why don't you throw them in jaiI?
How can we ever thank you for aII that you've done!
I better Iet y'aII visit. No tricks now, okay.
You get your car back from the Sheriff yet?
and their annual turkey shoot.
You mean to teII me he's honest?
HeIIo, bandit.