Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Now, we both know who that is.
Of course, that was a Iong time ago.
Certain object?
I stiII say you're supposed to bend over backwards...
Crazy Cooter's gone and stoIen the President's car.
Afraid it's too Iate for that.
And we could all use some coffee.
Rosco, when they were handing out the smarts...
UnIess we have to stop for more gas.
-I'm sorry. -It's aII right. No hard feeIings.
Do you think my Ieft profiIe or my right profiIe...
pure maIarkey.
Just stay with us, and l'm going to try and unwind this yarn.
Enos this is Sheriff Rosco You got your ears on?
You puII money out from under Boss Hogg's nose...
Most boys in Hazzard County wouId figure it'd be worth the risk.
that by decoying them state troopers off Cooter's traiI...
You're putting me on now.
of a six-month famine, that's why.
Don't y'aII worry about oId Rosco none.
Naturally, the FBl took Jesse's word about finding the President's car.
Good news, Boss. I got arrows.
-Hit it. -10-4.
How about them highway patroI officers, huh?
It was a IittIe further than that.
The kind of man he is, he wouId phone.
Yes, sir.
but why didn't you invite him over here?
You reaIize, if we don't find that Iimo...
and give it a go?
Limo One?
that I finaIIy found that certain object? Over.
Come on, open up. Open up, there.
And when the President writes me his thanks...
I mean, even if it was here, which it obviousIy ain't.
Now Iook what you've done. You done scared his hiccups back.
Enos, this is Sheriff Rosco. You got your ears on? Come on.