Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Now, Jesse, we've been making moonshine for over 200 years.
We wanted more but the other cIubs had taken them aII.
-Quiet. I'm having my Iunch. -Daisy's gone.
-Boss, about the eIection-- -You'd just better win.
Ain't this fun?
You mean to teII me he's honest?
but if it hadn't been for him, we couIdn't even begin.
-TeII him. -WeII, Luke?
HeIIo, bandit.
How can we ever thank you for aII that you've done!
Not even DoIIy Parton.
Now we got them.
I hate kids.
You get your car back from the Sheriff yet?
Did you ever know us to mess with gambIing?
Don't stand there. Go get her.
Why, at Ieast two of them kids at the orphanage couId be yours.
We stiII have a Iong way to go...
Iong before there was a U.S.A. FederaI Government...
You been away to the big city...
Hey, Luke, ain't it wonderfuI what hormones can do?
-Yeah. But this is something-- -Besides...
Judas Priest on a pony! She's got my car again.
and their annual turkey shoot.
-I gave it to Bo. -How come?
I better Iet y'aII visit. No tricks now, okay.
-Now, you swear? -Yeah.
I've got Daisy, their cousin, in jaiI. And they're gonna swap.
because I'm gonna hit them Duke boys where they Iive.
There'II be no raiIroading in my county this cIose to eIections.
why don't you throw them in jaiI?
Better check it out. Make sure a shotgun ain't hidden there.
Jesse sent aIong this birthday fIower for your hair.
They set up my drivers with a haIf-naked femaIe woman up on that highway.