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Sure hate to mess up the pretty paint job.
Bo, you get the feeIing this is just ain't our day?
You sure do Iook famiIiar, honey.
You know, the funny part is old Rosco really believes that.
You can't use fewer words than that.
Put down your guns or the girI just drew her Iast breath.
That better do it.
-Boys, I got something for you. -What's that, Rosco?
at the Hazzard County snipe-hunting contest...
I figured we'd put a huge Ferris wheeI...
Trust me, they went that way.
They give him the hives.
As for Cooter and Enos...
because they don't even believe him anymore.
Them boys are escaped convicts impersonating poIice officers.
You boys have a job to do, don't you?
-Enos. -I'm sorry.
Now, Cindy Lou and MaybeIIe are money in the bank.
Me, too.
I just Iove it when peopIe get out of the way for me.
and indecent exposure.
Bye, feIIas.
because you just might be about to get your record broken.
I mean, that's the American way.
I didn't answer the phone, you numbhead. You did.
Daisy, you....
They must have cut down that next street. Let's go.
That's what we heard, but a gun ain't no way to settIe nothing.
ever use the word ''free'' in my presence.
-Listen, there it is again. -What?
That's what they caII in poIice circIes as...
you're gonna seII that GeneraI Lee of theirs to cover fines and damages.
Gagged me and took the transfer papers.
Yeah, l guess you can, too.
WeII...
Don't shoot.
I here deputize both of you as Deputy Sheriffs of Hazzard County.
That's the one.
It's just Iike I aIways say...
You hayseeds must think you're reaI tough.
I'm not going anywhere.
Bye, ma'am.
I may forget names and faces, but I don't forget other things.
Sheriff Rosco didn't say nothing about nobody going...