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♪ Just a good ol' boys ♪
♪ Never meanin' no harm ♪
♪ Beats all you never saw ♪
♪ Been in trouble with the law ♪
♪ Since the day they was born ♪
♪ Straightenin' the curves ♪
♪ Flattenin' the hills ♪
♪ Someday the mountain might get 'em ♪
♪ But the law never will ♪
♪ Makin' their way ♪
♪ The only way they know how ♪
♪ That's just a little bit more ♪
♪ Than the law will allow ♪
♪ Just a good ol' boys ♪
♪ Who wouldn't change if they could ♪
♪ Fightin' the system like two modern day Robin Hoods ♪
♪ Yee-yee-haw ♪
Now if y'all are wonderin' why that sheriff's car
is cuddlin' up to General Lee
instead of chasin' him.
Remember this is Hazzard County.
And when things are quiet, some of the chasers
and the chasees are downright friendly.
'Yee-haw!'
And this is reserve deputy cousin, Cletus Hogg..
Called to active duty when Doc Petticord decided
to separate Enos from his appendix.
Cletus! That was fantastic!
You beat out the General Lee by 20 feet.
Hot dang!
Boy, this little gizmo you fellas attached
to my carburetor just beats everything.
I just hit this little ol' switch and... zow!
I took off like a load of double aught buckshot.
Cletus, you catch sight of them hijackers
you been havin' trouble with, you just give her
a shot of that there nitrous oxide.
You'll be all over their backs before they got time to spit.
But, Cletus, I want you to promise me one thing, now.
I don't want you usin' that nitrous oxide
if you're gonna chase against us.
Oh, now, boy, you know I can't promise that.
Cousin Boss and Rosco'd just have my hide.
Somehow, I knew he was gonna say that.
Cletus, what would you do if I was drivin'?
Aw, shoot, Daisy.
If you was drivin', I couldn't get anywhere near your car.
I'd be too busy chasin' all the fellas chasin' you.
Cletus' shyness around women is plumb terminal.
But he's an expert on women
compared to the way he's eat up with stupid
when he's tryin' to do his job.
Which makes him a perfect substitute for Enos.
Now, then, accordin' to this invoice
you, Marty Garbade are sellin' me
J.D. Hogg, a shipment of color TV sets
worth $100,000..
At an even ten cents on the dollar.
That's right.
These city slickers aren't so smart.
Sounds like a fair price to me.
Hundred thousand dollar shipment for ten thousand dollars.
Cash on the barrelhead.
Oh, I wonder if you could make
that checkon the barrelhead.
I haven't really got 10,000 in cash here.
Sure, you do, Boss. It's in the safe right there.
Except what I got here in the safe.
Thank you, Rosco, for remindin' me.
I don't know what I'd do without you.
Eh, if you gentlemen would mind turnin' around, please
'and shuttin' your eyes?'
And don't you go listening
for these little dial clicks.
You can turn around now.
Hey, that's quite a hefty sum, huh?
Uh, you know..
I ain't seen so much as a tube on them TV sets.
Look, call the TV company. Check it out.
There's the number, right there on the invoice.
Well, so I will.
Uh, Rosco, give me that telephone.
- Tri-Counties Video. - 'Oh, hello.'
'This is J.D. Hogg over in Hazzard County.'
I'm sorry to trouble you, but I wondered if you might confirm
a shipment of color TV sets
for a Mr. Marty Garbade.
No trouble at all. Mr. Garbade's shipment.
I'll have to check the records for you, honey.
That gal up there's got a right pretty voice, now.
Here it is, there's a $100,000
worth of merchandise on that truck..
Headed for Mr. Garbade's warehouse in Nashville..
By way of Hazzard County.
Yeah.
Alright.
Looks like everything's on the up and up.
Here you are..
$10,000.
Cash on the bell here.
Ain't you going to count that money?
Why should I?
The Boss trusts me, I trust the Boss.
And that's the way I like to do business.
Well, I'll see you boys in church.
- Bye-bye! - Okay, bye.
This is the deal of the year.
Hey, Marty to Wolf Pack. You got your ears on, boys?
'Yeah, read you 5 by 5.'
That sanctimonious old crook. He made the payoff!
Now let's see what we can do about gettin' our hands
on the goods that we just sold him.
'Meet you at the regular place, boss.'
Good old smoky.
Always there..
Except when you need him.
What can I do for you, sheriff?
Keep your eyes and mouth shut and stand right where you are.
Cops on a hijack?
You catch on quick, don't you?
Now keep that cap over your eyes for ten minutes.
Cousin, take that truck on down to the warehouse.
I thought this shipment was for Boss Hogg.
Well, not anymore, it ain't.
We already got the money.
Then, why should we be wasteful?
That's right!
Boy, I tell you, Uncle Jesse..
When Cletus pushed that nitrous oxide trigger
he took off like a bat out of hell.
You watch your language.
More like a cuckoo, you mean.
I don't know who is stupider.
Cletus, for lettin' you two
put that injector on his car..
Or the lie you used to do it.
Now, Uncle Jesse, we was just tryin' to give him
a hand catchin' them hijackers.
Yeah, this way, he's really gonna have
a chance of nailin' 'em.
Don't you realize that..
Putting that nitrous oxide injector on Cletus' car
is like giving a baby a new toy?
'He'll probably use it all up'
'going home for supper'
'or draggin' main street.'
Well, I guess we never thought of that, Uncle Jesse.
Bo? Luke?
Alright, alright. Don't say another word.
We'll get right down there
and pull that injector off his car
before he gets into trouble.
You don't care nothin' about no injector.
You just wanna get out of doin' your work.
What, uh, did them hijackers take from you?
Hundred thousand dollars worth of TV sets.
Hundred thousand dollars worth of TV sets.
Hundred thousand dollars worth of TV sets?
- Are you sure? - Mm-hmm.
Uh, Boss, aren't they the ones that...
Jeez!
Just don't sit there lookin' as stupid as you are!
Put out an all-points bulletin on them hijackers!
Uh, yeah. That's-that's what I'll do.
I'll just put out an all-points bu..
Uh... you know, it would sure help
if I knew what these guys look like.
Well, I'm not sure about the top dog..
...but he was drivin' a Hazzard County sheriff's car
and he was wearing
a Hazzard County sheriff's uniform.
Well, that's not possible.
We only got two sheriffs hereabouts..
And Rosco here has an alibi.
Which one was that, Boss?
You were here with me during that hijackin', numskull!
'And our deputy, Enos Strate..'
has been laid up all this time
having his appendix removed.
'And that's all the sheriffs we got.'
With the exception of your cousin, Cletus
who's taking over for Enos while he's in the hospital.
Mm, with the exception of my cousin, Cletus..
Ooh.
Ooh, great bags of turnips!
Cousin Cletus.
My own kin.
Make him my deputy and five minutes later
he's hijacking my jee-uh..
Um, Mr. Garbade's TV sets.
Oh, Boss, you don't really believe it was Cletus?
Would you rather I believed it was you?
No. No.
I'll put out an all-points bulletin
and have Cletus arrest himself.
Thanks a lot for the ride, Daisy.
Yeah, we'll get Cletus to give us a lift home
after we pull that injector off his car.
Okay!
Hey, how come Boss gets a new walkway
to the courthouse every month?
Uh, probably 'cause he owns the concrete company.
This concrete's designed to self-destruct in 30 days.
Which one of them people in that lineup..
Looks like the hijacker?
I ain't got much of a choice.
So it's gotta be him.
Cletus! The shame of it!
My own kin.
I trusted you like the son I never had.
- But, Boss... - Ah!
Don't you try to pull the wool
over my eyes, boy!
You know damn well that you hijacked
'a cargo of color TV sets'
worth a $100,000 on the state highway
exactly two hours and 14 minutes ago.
Cousin Boss, I was up on Possum Hill around that time.
And I can prove it.
You knew, didn't you, boy?
You can be court-martialed for lyin'?
Of course I do. But I ain't.
Lie number one.
You are a disgrace to your country!
Uhh!
Now then..
Where are my TV sets?
- I don't know! - Lie number two!
You are a disgrace to your county too!
'Now..'
where is the money you got
for stealin' them TV sets?
- I never got a dime. - Lie number three!
I never thought I'd live to see the day
when a man would sink so low
as to even be a disgrace to his own hat!
There! Boof!
Furthermore..
Don't you ever call me cousin again!
From now on, you and me is disrelated!
Rosco, do your duty. Arrest him.
Ain't you.. Ain't you even gonna let me call my witnesses?
No need, Cletus. We're right here.
That's right, Rosco.
I'm afraid you done treed the wrong possum.
Cletus was with us all the mornin'.
Wa-a-it a second.
If they was with him, they must have been the two
that sneaked up behind me and then drove off in a truck.
Ah. That sounds like a typical Duke trick.
Rosco, slap the cuffs on 'em and arrest all three!
Now, wait a minute, Boss. You can't be serious.
It's my own ex-kin.
You always were a mite too friendly
with these no-account Duke trash.
Sheriff, you haven't even read us our rights!
Will you hush? Now just hush!
No, no. He's right! He's right.
You didn't read 'em their rights.
And I want everything done legal-like.
You gotta read 'em their rights before you jail 'em.
- Well, I will. - 'Well, haven't you got 'em?'
- No, I did have 'em. - Don't you know 'em?
Well, I know part of 'em. I know the first part...
What-hey-hey-hey!
Now, look, what you done! They're gettin' away!
- Well, you... - Oh!
Get out, will you?
Hey, fellas, wait a minute! I'm in enough trouble already, stop.
'Don't go down there, you dumb dipstick!'
Hold on there. Hold on!
- Let's go. - 'Stop! Wait a minute!'
Get out of the way, out of the way.
It's a matter of life or money!
- My money! - My life!
Come on! Come on!
Aah!
Thank you, sir, for a perfect day.
You know, the Boss' paving company mixes
the only cement that's thin enough to fish in.
- Come on! - No, wait-wait, fellas.
- Cletus? - Oh, he's out.
I sure hope he's easier to carry than he was to drag.
'Alright, you-you, I see ya. Freeze!'
'Freeze! Now I'm not kidding ya.'
Rosco..
If you don't catch them Duke boys...
Don't worry, Boss. I'll get 'em.
They messed up this time. I'm serious this time.
You hear me now? You.. Aah!
Uh!
Aah!
We're pulling away from 'em.
Well, maybe weare, but I ain't.
Quit... Cletus.
What'd you go and do that for? Give me the key.
Because if I don't turn myself in
Ex-Cousin Boss will even have
mama drummed clean out of the family.
Well, how do you figure to turn yourself in
without turning us in too?
Which we ain't about to let you do.
Well, it's liable to be hard like trying to milk
a cow with a pair of cold pliers.
Oh, good, good. I got 'em.
I got 'em! This time, I really got 'em!
Look, I got an idea, let's solve this
the old American way, by voting.
- Okay. - Alright.
All in favor of surrendering say "yep".
- Yep! - Alright.
All opposed to surrendering say no.
- No! - No!
No's got it. We win, you lose. Give him the key.
- Come on. - Oh, alright.
Only because I was outvoted.
- Fair and square. - Oh, let's go, cousin.
I swear Cletus is the only man I know
who'd be wrong if he voted maybe.
- Bo, hit that nitrous oxide. - Yeah. Good idea.
Ya-hoo!
That was pretty fancy flying, Bo!
But these two cars are same as two grits in a gizzard.
Stand back and watch a pro fly.
I'm coming.
O-o-o-h!
I'd like to see you do that one.
I ain't gonna do it again, either.
Alright, if you'll just hang on a minute..
I'll get you jailbirds loose.
Ah, I wish you wouldn't talk like that, Uncle Jesse.
It's liable to hurt my image with Daisy.
I wouldn't worry about my image with Daisy
if I was you.
You're just a typical
Hazzard County jailbird..
Arrested for a..
Uh, a crime you didn't commit.
Well, he ain't the only one.
Don't remind me.
You two jackasses are worse than he is.
Do you realize that..
Rosco could give you ten years for taking
an official car?
And, uh, another ten years
for helping Cletus here... escape.
But I didn't escape.
You could say I was sort of..
Kidnapped.
Oh, great. That way all Rosco can give us is life.
Yeah, unless we get to them hijackers first.
Oh, but that ain't gonna be easy
considering the state police have been combing
Hazzard for weeks without any luck.
You either got to catch the hijackers in the act..
Or find out where the stuff is hid.
It might be simpler to find out
where that stolen stuff came from and start from there.
Oh, a shame I still ain't on the force anymore.
We got all that information right there
in the sheriff's office in the files.
I writ it up myself.
Cletus..
How'd you like to become
one of the first men ever
to break into the Hazzard County jail?
Uh-huh! No. No way, no how!
No! Nuh-uh! Nuh-uh.
'Shh!'
'Hazzard County sheriff office.'
'Sheriff Rosco P. Coltrane talking at ya.'
Oh, Sheriff Coltrane. I'm so relieved it's you.
I-I wanna file a missing person's report.
'My little Jethro's been missing for two whole days!'
Oh, he's been gone for two days
and you're just now reporting it?
Oh, well, that's naughty, naughty.
Uh, listen, uh, let me take down
some vital statistics here.
Now-now, give me-give me one of your vitals.
Cletus, where you keep them hijacking reports?
Uh, fourth file, top drawer
under "M" for miscellaneous.
Why do you file a hijacking report under miscellaneous?
I put everything under miscellaneous.
You'd be surprised how much time I save.
Oh, now let-let me get this straight.
Now you say the subject is four years old.
Well, how about his height and his weight?
Well, I ain't hefted him up recently
but I reckon he's average weight
for his size, sugar. I mean sheriff.
Wait a minute. Aha, here we go.
Well, here's three of them, anyway.
Let's see here, "washing machines
motorcycles, TV sets."
Nothing them guys can't take their time getting rid of.
'Cletus, you notice anything special about these reports?'
- 'No.' - Look.
All three cargoes originated in the same place.
United Shipping Terminal, Colonial City.
Huh, I'll be darned. You're right.
- How we doing, Bo? - Just fine.
- Come here. - Daisy's got him on the phone.
Uh, what kind of spots?
You know, like measles or chicken pox
or-or maybe just freckles?
Oh, I don't think it's none of those.
But they stretch from his nose clear on down to his tail.
Oh, good, from his nose..
To his tail, uh..
Nose to his tail?
Uh, it sounds like your Jethro's a dog.
He is a dog. And this is Daisy Duke.
You're shucking and jiving me and this is a decoy!
I'm gone.
Freeze!
Okay, Rosco, you're froze.
You folks stick around 'cause we're gonna be right back.
Freeze! That goes for everybody!
Anybody?
- Just freeze! - Uh! Oh, listen, boys.
Freeze now.
I'm not kidding with ya, not this time.
You hurt me.
Come-c-come.
- 'Help.' - Come on now, please? Come on.
- 'Help, Cletus!' - Come on, Cletus.
Cletus!
That wasCletus.
- 'Now, get in here.' - 'Quit fighting me.'
'Would you quit standing on my foot?'
'Cletus, get in the car.'
Ooh! Aah!
- Ah, time for seconds. - 'No doubt.'
Y-you... freeze!
There's Daisy Duke and that's the boys
and Cletus with her. Follow her.
Rosco, you god-darned road apple.
While you're drowning me, they're escapin'!
Oh, give me that. Oh.
Seeing as how all the hijacked trucks
started out from the same town.
Luke figured they'd best start checking out
the shipping terminals in Colonial City..
Looking for a lead on the road pirates.
Now the boys had really thought things out.
They even dressed up decent..
So nobody'd recognize them.
You know, slicked up, they don't look half-bad.
Morning.
Can't you guys read? The sign says "No admittance."
I reckon you're gonna have to make an exception.
State Department Of Highways.
That's right.
And it seems we've had a few complaints
about some of your shipments to Nashville
being just a smidgen overweight.
Overweight?
So we're gonna have to run a check
on your current manifests.
Okay. Help yourself. Over there on the top drawer.
I got work to do.
Luke, I think we're barking up the wrong tree.
He didn't even give us an argument.
Maybe that was because he was in such a hurry to get out of here.
Now you take a look at them manifests
and I'll keep an eye on him.
'No, I'm not blowing my cool.'
'Somebody's on to us.'
'These two guys down here'
say they're from the Highway Department.
Well, they're phonier than $3 bills.
I think we oughta call off the hijack.
You're not getting paid to think.
I've already lined up buyers for them goods.
And I've already lined up the necklace
you promised to buy me with the profits.
You heard me.
If we're gonna rip off that shipment
it has to pass through Hazzard County
today, on schedule.
Now let's talk about the bracelet
to go with the necklace.
Alright, we can talk about it.
I think I hit the jackpot.
Well, I'm afraid I'm one up on you, cousin
'cause I just hit on two of them.
While the boys was hittin' the jackpot
ol' Boss was rollin' snake eyes.
Oh, of course I'm sure of the number, operator.
"Tri-Counties Video."
- "555..." - Yeah.
"555-4357 in Colonial City."
Disconnected? That... can't be disconnected.
I was talking to them only yesterday!
Hello? Hello, operator?
Aah! Dag blast it!
Listen, Boss, you don't happen to think
that-that Garbade fella double-crossed you, do ya?
Well, whether he did or whether he didn't
is beside the point.
The point is, you got three choices.
You can either get me back my TV sets
or give me back my $10,000
or you can get it taken out of your hide!
Meanwhile, the Dukes' plan to catch the road pirates
started to fit together like biscuits and gravy.
The best way to find the pirates was to ride
in the truck that they was gonna hijack.
Which was slick thinking, except there was two trucks
scheduled to pass through Hazzard County that day.
So, Bo and Luke figured to split up and take one apiece.
Now all they needed was a surefire way
to stop that truck and hitch a ride.
'Damn! Look at those legs!'
And that's one surefire way to stop a truck.
Anybody home?
Why don't y'all come in and find out?
I knew this would be my lucky day.
Can I give you a hand?
Well, you sure can, sugar
but only with the car.
'Now this muffler is rattling something fierce.'
'I'm afraid it's gonna fall off.'
'Reckon you can tighten it up for me a bit?'
'Honey, I reckon I can do just about anything for you.'
'Aren't you sweet?'
'You knights of the road are okay by me.'
Mm-hmm. I just don't know how to thank you.
I do!
On second thought, I do know how to thank you.
Next time you get stopped by the Hazzard sheriff for speedin'
just mention my name..
'...on account of he's my daddy.'
- Like in sugar or papa? - Papa.
Well, what's the difference?
Either way, he'll be packing a shotgun
and carrying a nasty grin.
So I guess I'll just be moving on.
Have a nice day, sugar.
Come back!
Now what works once will work again..
Especially if it's a driver with healthy hormones.
And Daisy looking like a swanky hood ornament.
And it worked.
Thanks, Daisy.
You better get a hold of Jesse and Cooter
and have 'em keep an eye out
for that truck that Bo's hiding in.
Will do.
And you remember, we'll be following
right behind you all the way.
Alright, but not too close.
You got it, cousin.
Come on, Cletus!
- Ha-ha! - 'Let's go!'
Oh, Daisy, you little dickens!
You can charm the hickory nuts out of a squirrel's mouth too!
Stereo city.
- Thar she blows. - Yeah, and it's about time.
I've been sitting here so long
I'm about to take root.
Uh, this is Shepherd to Black Sheep One.
- Do you read me? - Yeah, I sure can.
Y'all must be right on my back.
And stay there 'cause I'm sitting
on a whole mountain of stereo equipment.
This shipment's gotta be the one they're after.
Ah, well, you heard the boy.
Let's go.
- Daisy, are you still there? - I'm right here, cousin.
I'm laying about a half-mile back of you.
Good.
I can't run in to that branch.
Some tree!
Hold it!
Daisy, I think this is it.
Them hijackers are taking over the truck.
What do you want us to do?
Well, Jesse and Cooter can't be too far ahead
so give them a call on the horn
and have them turn around and come back to meet us.
And stay out of sight of this truck
till we can find out where it's going.
'Okay. That's a 10-4.'
Over and out.
Daisy, I think we just took a right turn.
I-I'm-I'm gonna go up front and see if I can see
through that vent and see some kind of landmark
that-that'll let you know where we are.
Luke!
Come in, Luke!
Luke, can you hear me? Come in!
Damn! Something's gone wrong.
Sounded like some kind of crash
'just before his radio went out.'
Uncle Jesse, Cooter..
We just lost contact with the other truck.
Ah, don't you worry none, Daisy.
We'll get Luke out of that mess.
Ah, did you hear that, Bo?
Yeah, that's right, Uncle Jesse but, uh..
First y'all have to get me out
of this mess so I can help you.
Look, this truck ain't gonna stop
so why don't y'all get close enough to pick me up?
That's a big 10-4, good buddy.
We're gonna be nibbling on your tail feathers in no time now.
Hang on, Uncle Jesse.
Now hold her as steady as you can, Cooter
and-and-and get up there close.
A little closer.
Easy, easy.
Back off! Back off!
There ain't no use, Bo!
I can't hold it close enough for you to walk it!
Look, Cooter, who said anything about walking?
Just hold her steady. I'll be right over there.
No.
Sorry to leave you hangin', Bo..
But this won't take long.
You alright, Bo?
Yeah, I'm fine, Uncle Jesse, but how's Luke?
Well, last thing he said
before his walkie-talkie went out
was he was taking a right turn
'off the highway.'
Cooter, would you give me the CB, please?
Uh, Daisy? Look, this here's Bo.
Uh, where were you when you lost contact with Luke?
Just inside the county line.
Daisy, there ain't no crossroads there.
Exceptin' that old, uh, cow path
that leads up to the old Hobson spread.
'Course, that place has been deserted for years.
But the barn is still standing, and it's a big..
Get in here, Bo!
That's good enough for me, Uncle Jesse.
Listen, Cletus, you might've got a point there.
Uh, we'll meet you at the Hobson farm and take it from there.
You got it, Bo.
Well, now, y'all hang on 'cause I'm gonna have
to take us a little shortcut.
Hold on, sugar.
Not to me.
Jumpin' Jehoshaphat's!
Boss, this is Sheriff Rosco P. Coltrane.
You got your ears on? Come on.
'Course I got my ears on.
Also my chin, my nose, and what's left of my hair.
Can't you just quit that idiot CB jivin'
and talk to me in good American talk, over?
Oh, uh, well, that's a 10-4, little buddy.
Listen, I just saw Daisy driving Cletus
down a cow path toward old Hobson's place.
- Come on. - Daisy and Cletus?
Well, that means them Duke boys can't be far away.
Not to mention all my TV sets
and everything else they done hijacked
the last few weeks, over.
Well, don't you worry about a thing, Boss
'cause I'm gonna catch 'em.
I'm gonna catch 'em
up to their eyes in evidence!
'Over.'
Not their eyes, you hear me?
You ain't taking anything above their ankles.
Everything higher than that's gonna be mine!
Now, just so you don't mess things up as usual
you stay right where you are till I get there.
You read me, Rosco?
'Don't you move an inch!'
That's a 10-4..
You... you!
Oh!
Aah!
'Watch those horses.'
'I see 'em, I see 'em, Uncle Jesse.'
- Cooter, the horses! - I see 'em, Uncle Jesse!
'They sure are pretty.'
Powers, get that forklift!
'Okay, boss, I'll get it!'
'Come on, let's go, Powers!'
'Hurry up, hurry up!'
'You act like you never done this before!'
'Come on, now get that truck unloaded!'
'Hey, don't drop that stuff!'
'Powers, you drive like an old lady!'
'Get that forklift moving!'
'Move it up in there! Get those boxes out of there!'
'Alright, get that pallet ready.'
'I'm coming back.'
'Now don't try to take it all at once.'
'Just take one at a time and get 'em in there.'
- 'Easy, easy.' - 'I got it, alright.'
'Powers, get that thing moving!'
'Watch behind you, man. Watch out.'
Better check it out. I'll give you a lift.
Garbade, you better get in here!
We got trouble!
He's up in the loft.
You take the stairs. We got him trapped.
We gotta get that guy!
He can blow our whole setup! Come on!
Rosco, wake up! Wake up, now!
Uh, Sheriff Rosco P. Coltrane here.
'Uh, is that you, Boss? Where you been?'
Y-your driver get lost or something?
What's your 10-20? Come on.
I'm sitting right next to you, numskull!
- Oh! - Now you find them Duke boys!
Go on! Get movin' or else!
I'm-I'm going!
Or else!
Alright, then! Aah!
Ol' Luke could escape, but he couldn't run away.
He had to keep circling like a tail chasing coon hound
to keep everybody there till the reinforcements came.
- That's Luke! - Yeah!
'These guys must be the hijackers.'
'What are they doing chasing Luke?'
'I thought it was supposed to be the other way around.'
Well, I don't know, Cletus
but I think we better catch this act.
Uh!
Oh.
Uh.
Oh!
You really had your bell rung, didn't you?
You okay?
Good, 'cause I'm making a citizen's arrest.
Whoa!
Well..
Well, lucky boy, aren't you a mess?
- Can't take you anywhere! - 'Oh.'
It's gonna be a little crowded in Daisy's car.
At least you'll have a friend to talk to.
Bo Duke, I got you!
Rosco, we ain't got no time for this.
We think Luke's over at the old Hobson place
and he might be in trouble.
Well, not as much trouble
as you're in, Bo Duke.
Until I can make a charge of hijacking stick
I'm arresting you for violation of parole!
And I'm paroling him for violation of parole.
Hmm?
There's a regular gold mine up ahead..
And we can't waste time here with these cotton choppers.
Get to the merchandise!
I'm going!
You fat little kumquat.
Let's get out of here. Come on!
You boys comfortable back there?
Jeez! Ohh!
Whoa!
Whoa!
Well, that's one of your better catches.
Yep.
That's right neighborly of y'all to drop in on us like this.
Come on, honey.
Well, hi, sheriff. Got a little present for you.
- It's not even your birthday. - Oh, hush, Cletus!
Just cuff him and stuff him!
'Hey, Boss..'
that dipstick that fell out of a tree
is he the man that sold you them TV sets?
Yeah, sure he is.
I'm gonna claim those TV sets right now!
All $10,000 worth!
'And you'll get them sets too, Boss..'
unless the state police have to confiscate 'em for evidence.
State police?
Oh, they don't even know them sets are here.
- Oh, yeah, they do. - They do? What?
Well, yes, you see..
I had to call 'em on the CB
when I was getting close to the hijackers.
You what?
But you're gonna get them sets.
Well, alright!
Unless you were dang fool enough
to buy stolen property in the first place.
Huh? Oh, me?
Hey, Bo!
I sure am glad y'all could make it.
Another couple of laps around that barn
and she'd have been running on the fumes.
Well, Cletus, you're a hero.
You catched all those hijackers
and I'm realproud of you.
That's right, now I think you oughta give him his reward.
Reward? There a reward?
Oh, you betcha.
Come on, Daisy. Show him a little Duke gratitude.
My pleasure.
And that's the story of how the Duke boys
rounded up the road pirates.
Let's go. Move it on in there.
Go on, go on.
Boss lost $10,000
that he paid for them stolen TVs
and threatened to take it out of Rosco's pay.
All of which called for a little fun ceremony..
To get Cletus reinstated.
Which the Dukes set up to kind of rub it in on old Boss.
Everybody figured Cletus was squirming
'cause Daisy was so close to him..
All breathy and sweet-smelling.
The truth is he was just too bashful to tell her
that she was pinning that badge
right through his shirt to his skin.
And, gosh, that's bashful.
But that's what you'd expect in Hazzard County.
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