Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

-Probationary officers? -In a manner of speaking.
like a couple of whupped pups, but....
-What's the matter? -Bo and Luke are in troubIe.
-we're gonna make at Ieast $10,000. -$10,000!
Rosco figured that'd come to exactIy three of your deIinquent parking tickets.
I've toId you these vehicIes are supposed to run on high-test premium.
Look out!
You sure do Iook famiIiar.
Good God, I Iove it.
Officer Price is one of our top peopIe in weapons and firearms.
Why don't you use your head for something eIse other than combing?
That means we can go boar hunting.
You get the feeIing this just ain't our day?
Hush.
Now, Cooter, I'm gonna have to give you a ticket for Iittering.
-You are Nipsy MaIone's kid. -Here to coIIect a IittIe debt.
Looks Iike they aIready done that.
You see what I see?
We just barter our way through Iife.
What kind of game do you have to pIay to win yourseIf a venue?
Department poIicy.
Let's just say that we don't feeI guns are necessary.
ShouId be an interesting trip.
It's a Iong story.
-That had nothing to do with money. -What do you mean?
Come inside and fiII out one of these forms indicating credit reference.
-Ain't this just been a day and a haIf. -Yeah, first that prize money.
Here, Iet me do it.
You know it had to be the boy.
Who do you reckon that lady is with Bo and Luke?
OnIy that the probIem's reIigious in nature.
We never said anything about you driving her.
There you go, Enos. Rosco's car door is good as new.
Mary Beth, put that gun down.
-Roof? -Must be.