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Draw up charges against them Duke boys.

Good luck, Bo.

It becomes double deal and trouble for the Dukes.

There's six inches of concrete in 'em doors and a truck too.

Daisy, where are ya?

Right where you said for me to be, Luke, honey.

No fooling around this time, boys.

I can't meet my maker with it on my conscience.

Where are you, Luke?

And we're gonna nail 'em, guilty or not.

♪ Just the good ol' boys ♪

♪ Never meanin' no harm ♪

♪ Beats all you've ever saw ♪

♪ Been in trouble with the law since the day they was born ♪

♪ Straightenin' the curves ♪

♪ Flatenin' 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 the good ol' boys ♪

♪ Wouldn't change if they could ♪

♪ Fightin' the system like a true modern day Robin Hood ♪

'Yee-haw!'

There's places in this part of the South that's so peaceful

and quite that a man can almost sit and listen

to his hair grow.

In case, ya'll got to be told this ain't one of 'em places.

Bo.

- 'Hi, Luke.' - Hey, Bessie Lou.

Hi, Cooter.

Cooter. Drinks are on me.

Here you go, Bessie Lou and you can even keep the change.

Oh, swell, Bo Duke. If you gonna keep tipping like that

well, honey, you just better drink up.

So I can bring another round.

' Yes, ma'am.'

- She walks like a trucker. - Yeah, I know.

'Tell me about it.'

'If you don't slow down you're gonna get'

'another speeding ticket.'

Oh, you're just jealous 'cause that nice new waitress

up at the Boar's Nest took a cotton to me, not you.

Jealous? I ain't jealous.

Her legs are too skinny.

Luke, her legs are not too skinny.

Maybe it's just in comparison 'cause she's got shoulders

like a linebacker.

That ain't funny.

That is not funny.

Old Bo is pure poetry behind the wheel.

Like old Rosco is pure graft behind a badge.

Hey, Bo. Hey, Luke.

- Hey, Enos. - Hey, Enos.

Tell me what's-what's going on here?

Me and the sheriff is working on a real important case.

- See that car carrier there? - Yeah.

We're fixing to search that thing.

- 'Enos.' - Yes, sir.

What in billy blue heck are you doing?

Well, I was just passing time with Bo and Luke.

We ain't got time for those penny-ante Dukes.

Now, will you... get over here with me.

Yes, sir.

- See ya'll later. - Right.

What you suppose could be so dang important

Rosco doesn't give us a ticket for speeding?

I ain't sure.

Let's not hang around to find out.

Alright, shoulders, come on, climb out of there.

Now, I've got a search warrant.

- Search warrant for what? - For what?

I happened to know that your boss is smuggling.

Now, I don't know what, not yet, but he is and I will.

Smuggling? Augie Detweiller?

Yes, Augie Detweiller.

He hasn't drawn an honest breath since the doctor spanked him

on the bottom the day he was born.

Now, you climb down outta there.

Just climb on down out of here.

I'm gonna-I'm gonna make that flashy gazoo and yourself

number one and number two in state prison.

Don't you-don't you threaten me.

Will-will you search 'em cars for evidence?

Fuzzy, get over here!

While Rosco's searching I'm gonna let all of y'all in

on what's happenin'.

'Cause I don't want nobody having a nervous bust-down

from all this here suspense.

Old Detweiller's got hisself a slick operation cooking

out in Stilson Canyon.

He's putting stolen racing engines in old jalopies

then he's hauling 'em out of the county.

How about that?

Ol' Augie, he slickers in a bald-tired semi

on a mile of wet asphalt.

Yeah, Rosco's mad enough to chew nails and spit horseshoes.

'He knows we're up to something.'

'Course he does but he ain't got the smarts

to figure out what it is.

'If he's mad now, you just wait till you tell him'

that he's gotta put every single one of them cars back

exactly the way he found 'em.

Or we're gonna get the law down on him.

Oh, uh, sheriff.

Jumpin' Jehoshaphat.

'We gotta put all that back?'

Well, don't stand there. Get it all back.

Get over there.

Dang that Cooter, did he say he'd be here at 12 or 1?

I told you, he told me noon. I don't know where he is.

If he don't hurry up, we're just gonna have

to buy us a new distributor.

Right, with all the spare change.

- Yeah. - 'Hey.'

Cooter just called from Colonial City.

He wants me to drive y'all over there

to pick up a couple junkers for Detweiller and his demo derby.

Alright.

And he's gonna fix your distributor.

- Hey. - Well, what are we waiting for?

We get him to throw in a tune-up, we're set.

- Let's go. - Okay.

You heard me.

Uh-oh.

Are the Dukes driving for Augie Detweiller?

Now, that's trouble looking for a place to happen.

You ain't exactly noted for your great taste in women either.

'Alright.'

'Boss, you mean that you're paying $25 for that haircut?'

- Rosco, this ain't no hair cut. - No.

- It's called a hair styling. - Ooh.

Velma Jean here... why she come up all the way

from Atlanta to give it to me.

She's doing that alright.

Seems it'd be a lot cheaper for ya just to pay hair by hair.

Rosco, will you stop saving my money

and get on with the Detweiller report.

Oh, well.

Velma Jean, would you mind getting some talcum powder

for my neck, please?

Now, you know the state police asked us to keep an eye

on Detweiller, didn't they?

Yeah.

And I cannot abide a crook operating in my county.

Especially if he doesn't cut you in on his racket.

Especially if he doesn't cut you in on his racket.

Now, if you like wrecking cars and they do.

Then delivering junkers for Augie at $35 a car

sure beats pickin' peas.

And since it didn't matter how beat up them

old demolition derby cars were.

Luke knew how to get Bo riled up to break the monotony.

She got skinny legs and crooked teeth.

Well, then the moon's made out of cream cheese, buddy.

'You're just jealous 'cause she's four inches taller'

than you and threatens your masculinity, boy.

'Well, if you take off them platform cowboy boots'

'she'd be eatin' off the top of your head too.'

Come in.

Hey, Mr. Hogg.

You gettin' a haircut?

- Enos, what are you doing here? - No, Enos.

We're gathering enough white fluff to decoy

the boll weevils off the cotton.

Enos, what the heck are you doin' here?

Well, you told me to report any significant developments.

He told me to report any significant developments

Well, will you report it, dipstick?

Just get on with it.

"Significant development report. 9:07 am," that's this morning.

"Principal suspect was seen jawin' with Cooter

"down to the Hazzard garage.

"9:14 am.

"I hear Cooter offer Bo and Luke Duke

'"a $35 finder's fee.'

"Then Bo and Luke lit out of town like a twin pair

"of scalded dog at 10:02 am.

End report."

Them Duke boys, we got 'em.

Well, I think I got a way to get their fingers

out of my honey pot.

Rosco, draw up charges against them Duke boys

for aiding and abetting a known smuggler.

Y-yeah.

Well, sheriff, now, just 'cause they getting cars

for Augie Detweiller don't prove he's smuggling now.

Enos, will you quit fretting about a mere technicality?

'Rosco, draw up them charges.'

- 'Just leave the date open.' - Open.

Then I want you to glue your eyeballs

to that Augie Detweiller.

I want to know everywhere he goes

everyone he speaks to, every word he says

'even when he excuses himself to go to the gents' room.'

We play our cards right, he'll make a very nice roommate

for them Duke boys up at state prison.

How y'all doing?

Hey, y'all made real good time. Uh-huh.

Dead heat man, neck and neck.

Oh, that's one thing, I meant to tell ya about Bessie

her neck's too long.

Luke, will you please just shut up?

You got Cooter here thinking she's a dang

junkyard dog or something.

- I didn't say it. - Yeah.

Y'all through?

- Yeah, we're through. - Look... here's the money.

Alrighty.

Now, I'd appreciate it if y'all would take these

and deliver 'em to ol' Mr. Augie Detweiller personally.

'Course Enos seeing money change hands

is about to draw hisself a conclusion.

The wrong one.

And what all y'all should know is that this dude Augie

is just about as good at keeping out of trouble

as the Duke boys are at getting into it.

- Hi, boys. - Sir.

What you're looking at is a slammer car.

You might say it has a bit of an edge

when it comes to competing in a demolition derby.

And the one thing that Augie loves, is an edge.

There's six inches of concrete in 'em doors and the trunk too.

Yeah, I remounted the radiator underneath you know.

Another 8-inch slab of concrete across the front.

Oh, that baby's solid as a tank.

I thought slammers were illegal in competition.

Look, boys.

Now, I run ten derbies in four counties

all strictly legit.

A slammer, that's kind of like between the races entertainment

you know, kinda like a free show for the customers.

Sure, we use 'em in all our meets.

They're uh, strictly for show.

He thinks that we was gonna use a slammer in competition.

If we had, we'd never brought you these cars not for no price.

That's for sure.

Judas priest, there's 'em Duke boys

with that Augie Detweiller.

I want you boys to get out there and find

as many more of 'em heaps as you can.

This here's a little advance on your next finder's fee.

I smell another wrong conclusion coming.

Sherriff, can I say somethin'?

'Enos, will you hush?'

I just saw them Dukes take a fistful

of dirty payoff money.

Now, get on it.

See.

- We're gone. - Yes, sir.

Sherriff, can I say somethin'?

Will you hush?

Sheriff still watchin'?

Yeah, just like he's been doing all week.

I love it.

I don't think there's a signal thing

go wrong with this little scheme we got goin' here.

Yeah, but if it does, we got them Duke boys to take the fall.

'Sherriff, can I say somethin'?'

Enos, will you hush?

Friends and neighbors, I think I see

the old domino theory in action.

That's what I was trying to say.

That you're too heavy to keep sittin' on my head.

Well, I'm going to sit on more than that

if you fall down on your job again.

Will you get up, and dust off.

We're going to go to Duke farm and put it under surveillance.

Now, I'm talking about Jesse and Daisy.

Jesse and Daisy too?

Of course.

If Bo and Luke are violating the law

you can bet that they are too.

And we're gonna nail 'em, guilty or not.

Get up in there, Maudine.

Whoa, Maudine.

'Ooh, ooh.'

Come on, Maudine, let's get back to work. Heh-heh.

To pry on his best friends not to mention

the object of his affections.

That's about enough to drive a growing deputy to drink.

Give me a frosted mug of buttermilk, please.

You dehydrated from sitting in the sun

watching me wash my unmentionables, Enos?

Oh, uh, me?

Your unmentionables? Uh, well..

'I can't lie to you Daisy, I was watching ya.'

But it was official police business.

Which is also unmentionable.

But I wasn't lusting, Daisy. Honest.

Oh, Enos.

- Hey, Daisy. - Hey.

Well, hey what time you gettin' off?

Pretty soon. What do you want for supper?

Greens and grits or grits and greens?

- Surprise us. - I will.

If you tell me what's so interesting about me washing.

- About what? - Or Jesse plowing the South 40.

I think the sun's gotten to her, Bo.

Or Cooter here, working in his garage.

- Daisy, what you talkin' about? - Enos.

Every time one of us turns around

seems like him and Rosco are spyin' on us.

I kinda noticed him been sneakin' around.

- 'I wonder what for?' - 'Why don't you ask him?'

Oh, he'd just claim it was official business

and decline to discuss it, like always.

Yeah, well, just the same.

You're not really cotton to somebody spyin' on us.

Well, maybe we can get him to discuss

this official business. Just sort of unofficial like.

Now, one thing nice about a place like Hazzard

when you find yourself needing it

somebody's always there to lend you a helpin' hand.

What's the matter, Enos? Car givin' you trouble?

It won't start, and Rosco will skin me alive

if I don't report to him in half hour.

No problem. Long as you don't mind ridin' in this old clunker.

'We're delivering it for Augie Detweiller'

'over to his demolition derby racetrack.'

- Come on. - It beats walking.

Yeah... just about.

'It's mighty nice of ya'll givin' me a ride.'

'Aww, shoot, Enos, buddy.' 'What are friends for, huh?'

Which reminds me, Enos, ain't you and Rosco

been paying us Dukes

a little more than our share of attention, lately?

I'm sorry, Luke. That's-that's police business.

My lips are sealed.

You know, Enos, I kinda thought you'd say that.

'Still, it just don't seem right to me'

that a fellow should think bad about his friends

and not tell 'em about it.

Well, gosh, Luke. I'm sorry.

I just can't, I just can't tell you.

I sure wouldn't want it on my conscience

that I wouldn't let a buddy of mine defend himself against...

- Oh my gosh! - What?

- The brakes. - The brakes?

- 'Do something, Luke!' - Well, I am. I'm prayin'.

I can't meet the maker with it on my conscience.

With what on your conscience?

Sheriff's investigating Augie Detweiller.

- He thinks he's a smuggler. - Smuggler? Augie Detweiller?

Sheriff don't know what he's smuggling.

Only Cooter and you Dukes is in on it.

Maybe, Jesse and Daisy, too.

Yeah, well, if that ain't enough to slow a fella down.

Luke... Bo, ya'll tricked me.

Now, we didn't want to, Enos

but we had to find out somehow, what was going on.

And I ain't forgettin' this as long as I live, neither.

Come on, Enos.

That might not be much longer if you don't slow down, Luke.

- C'mon, you can slow down now. - I wish I could, cousin.

No foolin' around this time, boys. Hang on.

Keeps you right on the edge... don't it?

Enos, you're okay?

I don't know. I can't tell. I'm scared to open my eyes.

What do ya'll see out there?

Little naked babies with harps and wings?

Or a bunch of red fellas with horns and pitchforks?

- Hey! - Aah!

Would you settle for a lapful of pond water and tadpoles?

Possum on a gum bush!

Y-you saved my life, Luke, ol' buddy.

That's right, and you ain't never gonna forget it

as long as you live, right, Enos?

Well, I only said that before, Bo, 'cause you tricked me.

Now this makes us even.

Y'all might as well warn the others

'cause when I get back to the office..

Rosco will have me tailing y'all six ways till Sunday.

Praise the Lord!

Daisy, if you don't get that tractor fixed pretty soon

'Maudine here, is just gonna plumb give out.'

Now, run that by me again, about Cooter.

You know as well as we do

Cooter'll never take part in a smugglin' ring.

Especially not if he had to drag us in with him.

Yeah, well, Bo, you know that and we know that

but how are we going to enlighten Rosco?

Enos says Rosco doesn't know what's being smuggled

how it's being smuggled, or where it's being smuggled to.

You gotta remember that the way

Rosco thrashes around, he's bound to stumble

on the how, the what, or the where at any time.

And pin the whole thing on you two boys and Cooter.

You got that right.

Unless, we beat Rosco to the punch.

'And find out what Detweiller's smuggling, before he does.'

It's simple. Wonder why I didn't think of it before.

And when Luke starts coming up with one of his plans

you can almost hear them mental wheels a'grinding.

So, the next day, the boys went out

to the demolition derby track

looking for jobs... any jobs.

Just so they could, uh, be a little closer

to whatever it was they were supposed to be a'smugglin'.

Mr. Detweiller.

Well, it's the Duke boys. How are you, fellas?

Just fine. We got us a little proposition we'd like to make.

It's not that we don't appreciate the finder's fees

but... well, we gotta make some real money.

The only way we can earn it

is if you let us drive in the demolition derby.

Forget it. You country boys wouldn't have a prayer.

See, boys, driving a Concorde down some back country road..

That's one thing.

But driving in the demolition derby..

That's something else again.

Well, I believe we can handle it, sir.

Well, maybe you probably could, in one of my cars.

But you see, that wouldn't prove anything

"cause you won't have anything to lose.'

Now, if you wish to risk something here..

You mean The General?

Are you too chicken to drive this heap?

No, we ain't too chicken. Mister, you're on!

Good luck, Bo.

But limit the damage to your half of the car, okay?

So that note of confidence in my hour of need.

Wait a minute.

You didn't tell us Shoulders was gonna be driving the slammer.

Well, you didn't ask.

Well, I'm impressed.

Bet you thought he was just another pretty face, huh?

I'm gonna put you boys right up at the top of the list.

Well, that's great, but we could use some work right now.

Most folks don't have the guts to hire us

for an out-in-the-open job.

How's that, boy?

Well, we told Cooter not to tell ya'll

but the truth is that me and Bo here is on probation.

We got caught runnin' moonshine.

We ain't on the best of terms with the local sheriff, either.

Ya'll are thinking about checking us out

we might as well save you the trouble.

Rosco, he'd say anything to get people against us.

'Some people even believe him.'

Well, I appreciate you boys levelin' with me.

But I always make up my own mind as to who I hire.

'When I do, I'll be in touch.'

We ain't too hard to find.

If you can't find us at our uncle's farm

you can find us at The Boar's Nest, outside of town.

- We'll see ya. - Count on it.

Nice driving, sonny.

You got it.

The Duke boys, huh?

Well, who better to drive for Detweiller than 'em Duke boys.

Who better to smuggle for 'em, huh?

They know the back roads around here

better than the Sheriff we got, don't they?

Oh, yeah, - They're good.

W-well, I'm gonna get 'em. I-I'll get 'em.

- Then get 'em! - I will.

And with the goods.

That way, you get what you want.

What's that?

Them two Huckleberry thorns back in jail.

- Oh, yeah. - And I'll get what I want.

What's that?

All that Detweiller's smugglin' operation.

That was a doozy.

Are you deciding on which one you want?

You wanna deliver these beers over there?

That Shoulders fella just called you.

He wants you to hightail it over

to the track, faster than yesterday.

You said you wanted to work... now.

Yeah, I know we did...

What Bo's trying to say, is that

if we gotta go all the way to Choctaw County

he'll have to cancel a personal engagement.

- If you ain't interested... - 'We're interested.'

I guess Pretty Philly is easier to find than a good job, huh?

Fine. I want you to tell my track manager

in Choctaw, that I'll have

a fresh load of cars for him, within a week.

- Alright? - Yes, sir.

We'll see you in the morning.

You got it.

- Know how to drive this rig? - Nope.

I still don't know if we can trust 'em.

Oh you'll know... real quick.

'Oh, great! Rosco's back there.'

You know, whatever Augie's smugglin'

could be hidden aboard this carrier.

What if Rosco stops us like last time?

Then he'll find it.

He's gonna find out what it is, and find us drivin' it.

I better try and raise Daisy.

If she can't decoy Rosco off our trail

she'll spend rest of her Sundays

bringing us soup, at the State Penn.

Tell me!

Daisy, this is Luke.

You got your ears on? Come back.

Daisy?

Enos, this is your commanding officer speakin'.

'Now, I'm followin' those smugglin' Dukes, right now.'

I want you to go over to the judge's chamber

and get a search warrant

and get it to me out at Shelby Road

'near Choctaw County.'

I understand, sheriff.

What about Cooter? You said to keep him under surveillance.

Enos, will you just do what I tell you?

Or else I'm gonna take your badge

and throw it in the Choctaw river

with you still pinned to it, you meadow muffin!

Now, you get that search warrant and I mean double quick!

- 'I'm gone.' - Roger. Over and out.

'Oh, what's he up to?'

He ain't got a chance searchin' us without a search warrant.

Detweiller will beat the rap, and he knows it.

'Daisy! Daisy, where are ya?'

Morning, Miss Abby.

'Slow down, Enos. Slow down, there.'

'Slow down. Give me that!'

Alright. I'm gone.

Daisy! Daisy, where are ya?

Right where you said for me to be, Luke, honey.

Boy! Talk about gettin' cut off at the pass.

Daisy Duke, you-you...

Rosco Coltrane, if you've made me late

for my beauty shop appointment..

- Beauty.. Y-you listen... - Rosco.

You messed up my car. You done messed it all up.

Well, don't get your hopes up too soon, cousin.

Ain't that somebody else followin' us?

'Well, there's a dirt road right up ahead.'

- 'Let's pull off and see.' - 'You got it.'

'Who the heck could it be?'

'Since they're following us'

'maybe, it's the FBI, or maybe the State Police.'

Or maybe a rival gang interested in more

than a truckload of Concorde cars.

Whoever it is, this dust seems to be makin' him slow down.

They're slowing down, but they sure as heck ain't quittin'.

Look, there's another place right up ahead

right around that bend.

Keep on moving, 'cause whoever it is

we can't get caught with this cargo.

You know, if this don't come out right

there's gonna be cars strung all over Hazzard County.

'Mr. Detweiller?'

Why didn't ya'll let us know it was you following us.

Shoulders suggested a little test of your resourcefulness.

See how you can work under pressure.

You think they passed?

A test? What for?

You want an answer to that question?

Or you wanna start doin' some real driving for me?

Making some real money.

Well, I reckon we'll take the money and the job.

I'd sure like to know how two got caught runnin' moonshine.

Well, you want an answer to that question?

Or a couple of drivers who're gonna deliver for you?

Sense of humor, resourcefulness, and on probation.

Now, that's a combination kinda hard to beat.

You boys be at the track at noon, tomorrow.

Yeah, be ready for some real drivin' too.

- You got it. - You got it.

Ooh, that is sure a fat little rascal!

I don't even think you could eat all of that, Boss...

Rosco, will you stop salivating, and start listening?

W-well, I-I am listening.

Well then, hear this.

I am disgusted with your inept ways.

- M-my what kind of ways... - Rosco!

I am fast losing patience with you.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Well, I'm trying, Boss. I-I really am trying.

I know. And that's what's so sad.

'You are trying, but you're a numbskull.'

Maybe, it's about time..

I bought myself another un-buyable sheriff.

Oh, now, Boss, you wouldn't do that.

And maybe it's about time... I not only got rid of you

but your fat sister, my wife, as well.

Oh, now... 'How'd you like that, huh?'

How'd you like havin' your sister on your hands?

Oh no.

'How'd you like payin' her feed bills again?'

Oh, no, no, Boss. Listen, I swear..

I mean, I really swear I'm gonna crack this case.

Not only that, I'm gonna set you up

with the sweetest smelling little smugglin' ring

this side of the Smokies.

Oh, you can have that one.

Oh oh oh, I appreciate it. I just..

T-this one's empty.

That's why I said you can have it.

Since Bo and Lukehad to find out what was being smuggled..

They drawed a circle..

Put all their marbles inside..

Took a firm halt on a smart, polished cat's-eye Aggie.

And waited for their turn.

Well, I hate to say it, Luke.

Especially after sitting out here all night

but, uh, I believe you're wrong about following Augie.

Alright, so that was one time that I've been..

'Don't speak too soon, cousin.'

Crazy Cooter, this is Luke. You got your ears on?

Affirmatory, Lucas Dukas. Ain't nothing happenin' here.

'You can relax, but stay close on the radio.'

- Ya'll got him? - 'We got him.'

Well, it's a dead-end.

At the old stone quarry, at Stilson Canyon.

Why didn't we think of it?

It's perfect for a headquarters of a smugglin' operation.

I bet, half the county's forgotten it's even there.

- Including us? - You got that right.

'Well, I count four of them in the crew.'

That's two a piece. But since you're my buddy

you can have one of mine.

Aren't you're generous to a fault?

I think I know another way in there.

Come on.

'I'll take that desk and files.'

'And you catch them bins in the shelves back there.'

Now the boys figured to find out

what was being smuggled before noon tomorrow..

Then call the State Police.

Now, that's what they figured.

Besides, how often do they get

the fun of playin' secret agent?

These boys ain'tnever gonna grow up.

Whatever it is we're looking for, ain't in here.

- Of course, it ain't. - Nah, it ain't.

Augie ain't stupid to hide anything here

because Rosco's been keeping an eye on him.

So?

So, whatever it is, I bet you dollars to doughnuts

it's already hidden when we drive out of here.

Luke, we can't drive for him.

What if it's something no self-respecting ex-moonshiner

would even touch with a ten-foot pole?

I got an idea.

Now, what we're gonna have..

So that's it.

Detweiller's mama didn't raise no fool.

He's been putting these brand new engines

in them old Concordes.

Now, you boys gonna have that

shipment ready for Fayetteville, by noon?

Oh, yes, sir, Mr. Detweiller.

We'll have them ready, and at the track.

- How many cars? - Five, plus the slammer.

You boys are doin' a fine job.

Working yourself up into another bonus.

Well, thank you, Mr. Detweiller.

We appreciate that.

You know, them boys are about to get

somethin' cookin' real fast.

'Cause the mustard's done hit the fan

when the evidence hits the trail.

With the engines gone

Bo and Luke ain'tever gonna prove they're innocent.

- Of course! - Of course, what?

Remember, just a couple of months back

right outside of Hazzard, them two box cars...

With racin' engines. Stolen.

About a half a million dollars worth. These are them.

Hah!

That's one for me.

'Hutch! Somethin' wrong?'

Billy, Cal, get in here!

Cal... get in here!

There's something wrong with Hutch. Go check it out.

We're even.

One above you, cuz.

'Billy! Cal!'

Will ya get outta my way?

Billy?

Cal?

'Hutch! What's wrong back there?'

Now, we're even.

Well, that was easy.

A stroll through the park.

Hey, thanks a lot, cuz.

Let's get out of here.

Oh, yeah.

Here's a scheme that will make Jesse proud.

We're gonna deliver the evidence to State Police

in Detweiller's own car carrier. Come on.

How many cars we got goin' to Fayetteville this time?

We got six of 'em, if you include the slammer.

Ha ha. Good. I got buyers for every one of 'em hot engines.

'Turn around! There's 'em cars going up there!'

Get off.. Get..

Hey, there's something wrong.

There's only two cars on that carrier.

And two double-crossin' dudes driving it.

See, what'd I tell ya?

Well, get on it!

Ya'll hold on tight

to whatever it is you gotta that's loose.

This here chase, is gonna get

just a mite hairy legged and noisy, too.

'Crazy Cooter, you better be standing by.'

I read you, Lukas Dukas.

Talk sweet to Miss Davenport, boy.

Uncle Jesse, Daisy, you there?

'Uncle Jesse, Daisy, come back.'

Where are you, Luke?

We're in Detweiller's car carrier

heading towards Choctaw County, with all the evidence we need.

'We gonna need some help fast, Uncle Jesse.'

We got some fellas mad as hornets

looking to sink their stingers in some embarrassing places.

'We outta be hittin' Shelby Road soon.'

Shelby Road, Daisy!

This carrier wouldn't be a good match

for a tired turtle in a flat-out race.

'Which is about what we got.'

'One fast-closin' car race with us having'

'no chance of crossing that finish line'

'without your help.'

Sheriff, this is Enos.

I got that car carrier in view.

'It's heading south on Shelby Road.'

Well, I'm on my way. Just keep eye-ballin.'

'I'm-a-coming! I'm-a-coming!'

'I'll cut 'em off where Jimson Wing'

'crosses Shelby Road.'

Breaka breaka.

This is J.D. Hogg callin' Sheriff Rosco Coltrane. Over.

Uh, this is Sheriff Rosco P. Coltrane.

Come on, little biddy-buddy.

I'll be your little biddy-buddy

when possums make love to hound dogs.

Now, what's happening out there?

I'm just about to catch myself some smugglers.

You do, and I'll make you a partner.

You will?

You don't, and I'll make you a dog catcher.

'I'll catch your dog, you little fat meadow-muffin.'

Hee-haw! Ha ha ha.

I saw that. I saw that. This is Shepherd.

'You boys go ahead. I'll stop, and make sure they're alright.'

We'll give it a heck of a shot, cuz.

- Ha ha. Come on, Enos. - Oh, shoot, Daisy. Ding-dang!

- We ain't finished, yet. - Oh, we will be any minute.

Now, just keep on drivin. Keep moving along.

- Don't stop, no matter what. - What are you gonna do?

Use that slammer car for what it was meant for.

- 'He wants to play, Shoulders.' - 'Yeah, I'll show that... '

'Don't play with him, Shoulders. Finish him off.'

'But who's playin'?

'You gonna sit there, or do some about that, boy?'

'Oh, shut up, Augie! Can't you see I'm trying?'

'I mean, I'm try-y-ying!'

There's your smuggler, Rosco. You better grab him.

I'm gonna go after Bo and the evidence.

I'll be right back.

Now, if you believe that Luke told Rosco

about returning with the evidence

I'd like to talk to you about some swampland

I got for sale.

'Yee-haw!'

Come on out here! Come on!

Keep your hands where I can see 'em.

- Oh, my back! - Come on. Hurry up!

Just freeze! No. Just get out. Yes, both of you.

You got a way figured out of this one, too?

Now, the evidence ended up in the hands of the State Police.

Just where it should.

Augie and his gang ended up in State Prison.

Get them outta there, Enos.

Alright, let's get in there.

Don't you..

Rosco, if I ever again trust you..

And Rosco ended up in the doghouse..

Where he was right at home.

The boys, Uncle Jesse, and Daisy

all went back to makin' a livin'

until the next Hazzard happening.

'Cause we've got all kinds of things

to keep life from being dull in Hazzard County.

Like that ugly new waitress that Luke was kiddin' Bo about.

Well, now, she had an even uglier sister.

It works out like that..

Sometimes.