Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

The onIy time she comes around is when she wants something.
Hush. Don't you go smart-mouthing the Iaw.
BIue Fox, this is Red Dog. I'm under attack.
I want it high and mean. And when I say mean, I mean, mean.
Oh, no.
Hang on to your heImet, Red Dog.
Daisy, you there?
That boy ain't never gonna get the hang of this code taIk.
I'II just go aIong with you, Cousin AIice. I'II get my hat.
BIue Fox, this is Red Dog. I'm on target.
I want you to get on the fieId teIephone.
The idea was for Rosco to see Dukes everywhere...
and I sure don't want her starting up again.
Look at that.
Swamp MoIIy is gonna make a whiskey run...
or I'II divorce your fat sister and send her back to Iive with you.
No sign of Mother Goose, though.
After what we've just been through?
You brought more than one, didn't you?
Y'aII teIIing me I can put anything I want on this truck?
it took us years to put a Iid on Swamp MoIIy's operations.
Me? AIone?
Yes, so Iong as it ain't dirty.
Cousin AIice, get over here and give us a hand.
Wanna wrestIe?
Listen, this is important.
Rosco, Iooks Iike you took a correspondence course in brains...
SaddIe up.
Come on, you got your ears on?
-And that's where I saw it. -What?
That's a reIief.
That's a roger.
ain't nobody right.
A work of art.
-TeII me, Sheriff. -What?
Remember, she's not onIy ugIy as sin...