Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Gonna kick my butt, is he?
This ain't reaIIy no hearse.
-Just near beer? -Just near beer.
Bonding company? I wouIdn't even trust my paycheck to that outfit.
Sheriff, arrest these two crooks. Get them out of here.
And jiving.
'Course, there's other sounds that ain't exactly made by Mother Nature.
FeIIas, wait a minute.
What sack? There ain't no sack.
For burning!
-That's where I was going. -AII right, hit it.
Yes, sir.
This here's J. D. Hogg speaking. Got your ears on?
Got it.
Come on, feIIows, we'II get oId Tom back where he beIongs.
Paradise.
you better have a good expIanation.
Besides being the town's best mechanic...
-We want one with a faIse bottom. -Yeah.
Yeah? You're gonna have it again tomorrow...
Nope.
It's us, UncIe Jesse. What's happening?
Boss, who's Tom MacDougaI? I didn't know he was sick.
Every year you....
in that cross-country raIIy next Saturday.
Danged if '"the place'" didn't turn out to be the Hazzard Coffin Works.
You ever wonder what happens to a $1 bill when it's so worn out...
They grew up and financed their homes and cars at Boss'bank.