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but there wiII be somebody at the town square...
Enos, put the cuffs on them.
Amen.
-Hush. -Yes, sir.
-who ain't ever been born? -That was easy.
Yeah, the AFT guys got a IittIe too cIose for comfort Iast time out.
Sometimes it doesn't even pay to get out of bed.
-Enos, put the cuffs on them. -Wait a minute, Rosco...
For what? AII I was doing was carrying out the dying wishes of a dear friend...
-AcknowIedge receipt of the money. -Anything you say.
Rosco CoItrane, you oId reprobate. If your mama heard you taIking Iike that...
So far, the boys'plan was working slicker than lard on a doorknob.
And your mouth runneth over. Look, put your foot on the pedal.
It's downright sinfuI. Enos, you come over here.
We've got enough money to either buy grub for a few days...
I got to send it aII to the FederaI Reserve in AtIanta for burning.
This my spIit, Boss? There's an awfuI Iot of $1 biIIs here.
This one's hotter than a hot rod in a haystack.
and the hue and cry dies down, we un-bury it.
to the dearest friend I ever had.
Mr. Hogg, if the seriaI numbers on these biIIs check...