- Daisy Duke: I still don't know, Luke. Sheriff Rosco's after Molly, that means Boss Hogg of course, and probably some other real mean moonshiners. I think it's awful risky driving that truck. I think you ought to let me do it.
- Luke Duke: Uncle Jesse would never allow it.
- Bo Duke: She's right, though. Rosco's really gonna have a lookout on that truck.
- Daisy Duke: Well, if thats the case, Bo, why don't we transfer the contents to another vehicle?
- Luke Duke: No, we can't do that. Molly already told us she'd have the truck locked up.
- Daisy Duke: Well, I think you'd better let me go along.
- Bo Duke: We could use a little insurance, though.
- Luke Duke: [snaps fingers] Cooter!
- Daisy Duke: [incredulously] Cooter Davenport?
- Luke Duke: Come on, he'd be about as helpful as a flea in a hound's ear.
- Luke Duke: [shocked that the ice cream truck contains illegal guns and explosives] Oh, Rosco, you've got to believe me, we had no idea!
- Sheriff Rosco Coltrane: Will you hush? It wasn't bad enough you running booze, now you're running guns for those Pinko fascists!
- Luke Duke: Now, Rosco, you can't believe that.
- Sheriff Rosco Coltrane: You hush! I got you this time on a Federal Arms regulation and that's enough to put you away for the rest of your natural lives!
- Sheriff Rosco Coltrane: [up in a tree, showing off with military radio] Blue Fox, this is Red Dog. I'm on target.
- Enos: [has to play along] Okay... Sheriff. What now?
- Sheriff Rosco Coltrane: Dang it, Enos, will you *please* use the military code?
- Enos: Okay... Hound Dog.
- Sheriff Rosco Coltrane: [seething] It's not Hound Dog, it's Red Dog, you dipstick!
- Enos: Yes, Sir.