Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

-UncIe Sam pays peopIe to do that? -Sure.

Bo and Luke wouIdn't steaI anything, and you know it.

I gotta get some gas in this car here.

As Iong as you keep wearing them boots, I'd Iet sIeeping dogs Iie.

Sure Iooks Iike it.

Did he hit you, Sheriff?

that stoIe aII that money from Boss Hogg.

Boss, I want you to count to 100 before you make a move outside.

But it was here just a IittIe whiIe ago. Enos just had it towed off.

-Why is it aII shortcuts are uphiII? -This side isn't.

You tore your pocket.

AII right, come on, then.

but I didn't have time to count out what was due me, either.

We got them. Over.

Pickup truck's up on the oId road, UncIe Jesse.

UncIe Sam's running a IittIe bit short on that stuff these days.

-This is a shortcut, right? -Right.

he's splitting even with Sheriff Rosco Coltrane.

I just met a poIite country boy with a torn army jacket...

Bo Duke? Are you sure, Boss? Over.

HoId it. Into the room. Come on, easy. Just take it reaI easy.

No, I've had my Iimit. Thank you, ma'am.

You interested in somebody with Iiquor money...

I ripped it on some barbed wire.

-Everything's under controI. -Are you sure?

You can bet whatever he's doing, he's doing in the Iine of duty.

-With Daisy? -Jesse, you think this couId be--

I couId do that if I didn't want to scuff my hubcaps.

-You mean, torture? Like, in pain? -That's it.