Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

And 37 cents.
And that's the legend of how Mary Kaye's baby...
We got enough boiIing water here to wash an eIephant and two bIue tick hounds.
It's in the....
and Mr. McQuade didn't Iift a finger, or a Iawyer, to heIp.
That constitutes crueI and unusuaI punishment.
I got them down a dirt road, got them boxed in...
That incIudes the 37 cents.
Cooter caIIed me and toId me about the mix-up of the cars.
-OId Enos is heading home for Iunch. -WeII, even deputies get hungry.
Right now, I'II die if I don't find some pickIed peaches.
And the trouble with some trouble is at first it don't look like trouble.
Yep, got it aII figured out.
Moonshine.
Yep, at Ieast we got rid of that.
My toe! You shot my toe!
Keeping some back for Iunch, I got about $6.
what you can't remember what you did with, can you?
I ain't seen you in these parts in months.
Sheriff CoItrane here. Over.
Bo and Luke Duke. In fact, I was after them.
Daisy, you go turn down the comforter. We's gonna have us a baby.
Just say goodbye and hightaiI your rear end over here pronto.
You're just a sheriff trying to do your job.
WouId you step over here, pIease? I want to taIk with you.
-Damn, I hate a thief. -Me, too. I hate those guys.
Yes, sir.
AII three of us.
What in the worId couId that IittIe Porter girI do with aII that money?
IncIuding them two up there.
Either they're after me for hitchhiking, or Bo's turned into Richard Petty.
I can't teII you the number of IittIe babies I've brought into this worId.
You want me to handIe this, Mr. McQuade?
-My money! -My evidence!
They're aII fine. Some are just finer than others.
One of my best customers, nameIy Mayor....
-Is the Sheriff gone? -Yeah, he's gone, and Boss Hogg, too.
I'm sure gIad she didn't get a craving for pickIes.
Now, who in the world would get chased by the law and not know why?
Taking the scenic route?