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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 ♪

♪ Wouldn't change if they could ♪

♪ Fightin' the system like two modern day Robin Hoods ♪

- 'Yee-haw!' - 'Yee-haw!'

In Hazzard County, huntin' season

allows three weeks for deer, two for quail

and it's open season all year on Dukes and Moonshine.

And Agent Buchanon

of the Alcohol, Tobacco and Firearms Agency

can smell still smoke or a Duke a mile away.

That's Buchanon.

And those are Dukes.

They didn't bring bows with dynamite arrows

to blow up another outhouse.

Smootherthan honey.

Twice the sting of a bee.

Ah! Yeah!

This ain't your day, Hard Luck.

'Gonna have to run you in again.'

This is gettin' to be downright

heavy for me, Buchanon.

There's a jillion fellas makin'

shine in these here parts.

How come you always have to pick on me?

Because you're the one we alwayscatch

with the evidence.

Fire.

What evidence?

Hard Luck, it all boils down to this.

You get caught making whiskey

on that place of yours one more time

and you're gonna do ten years

in the federal penitentiary, isn't that right?

'And you will get caught, Mr. Jones.'

Even Boss Hogg says your moonshine is so distinctive

you may as well sign every jug.

That's right. Oh, even one drop of that stuff shows up

and them revenuers know exactly who to look for.

Mr. Hard Luck Jones.

Well, not necessarily by moonshine.

Especially when he got 40 acres

of the best bottomland in this County.

A-a-and neighbors like us

that are willing to give you enough seed corn to..

'...get yourself back on the straight and narrow.'

- Uh.. - That's right.

Oh, good Lord, we thank thee for this bounteous table

which thou has placed before us.

- Amen. - Uh..

Andfor Hard Luck's promise

that he won't make no more whiskey..

On that place again.

- Amen. - Amen.

Now, how're you gonna say no

to Uncle Jesse?

Alright, Rosco. Now, a little more to the left.

The left? Right.

'No! Left! Left.'

Now, hold it! Hold it.

You're breaking up the boar's nest.

Yeah, I did scuff it a little, didn't I?

- You sure did. - Now..

- Move it forward, dodo. - Well, I'll just..

'Hold it! Hold it!'

- You destroyed my car. - Uh, no. I just..

I just knocked the front bumper off a little.

- Uh, just.. - 'Well, leave it!'

Leave it right here! It's alright. Just leave it.

Before you wreck the whole place.

- I got it. - I want it right here.

Right in this here place.

You see, this armored personnel carrier

is gonna be the main feature

of my J.D. Hogg war memorial.

Uh, Boss, can I ask you one little question?

Why did you buy this

from the national guard in the first place?

I'll show you.

Look at this, Rosco.

'Oh. By any chance, is this contraband cigarettes?'

Yeah. Yeah.

Everything last hijacked carton.

I buy 'em for a dime on the dollar

so I can sell 'em dirt cheap.

- Ooh, my back. - That's smart.

My clientele..

Will pay for 'em in advance

and then they'll slip right into this here conveyance

in the middle of the night to pick 'em up.

While I'm home in bed, fast asleep and safe.

Uh, Boss, uh, where do I fit in?

You fit in by making sure nobody's around

when my clientele slip in.

- Hey, Boss. Rosco. - What do you want?

I couldn't help noticing your sign here.

You know, Boss, me being one of them

less important heroic veterans

I was wondering just what war it was you fought in.

Lookie here, I fought three and a half wars on the home front.

In the American way.

And this here, war memorial, ain't for touching, just look.

That's an APC, ain't it?

What's this big, ol' thing supposed to do anyway?

Well, speaking from personal experience

this here vehicle will haul 15 marines and a ton of ammo.

Four, five hours on one tankful.

- Is that a fact? - Yeah.

Marines and Moonshiners got lots in common.

How's that?

The few, the proud..

And neither of 'em don't stay in one place too long.

Yeah. That's right, Hard Luck.

Just remember..

"He who shines runs away

lives to shine another day."

Yeah.

Twenty, forty, sixty, eighty, eight hundred.

Twenty, forty, sixty, eighty, nine hundred.

Ten, twenty, thirty, forty, fifty, sixty, seventy

eighty, ninety..

An even thousand.

We'll pick up the cigarettes out of your, uh, warehouse

tomorrow night, huh?

Yeah, but wayafter midnight.

So nobody will spot you.

That way, nothing can go wrong.

Yeah, nothing can go wrong, Hogg.

Because if it does..

We know where to find you.

Now, this is one midnight pick-up

that ol' Boss never figured on.

Hard Luck didn't know nothin' about contraband cigarettes.

But he had an eye on Boss' roving armor.

And a hand that can hot-wire a bicycle.

'It's gone. Boss, it is gone!'

'Oh, real quick, Rosco.'

- 'Boss, we're in trouble.' - You sure are, Hogg.

That particular war memorial

had a 40mm cannon on it.

Now, it may be spiked..

But that's still stolen artillery

which puts it in my jurisdiction.

Woah, woah, just, wait..

Just a cotton-pickin' minute here.

This is my County.

You know, you used to be the best sheriff in this state.

Now, you ain't worth a hill of beans.

Well, you just..

I'll knock him into..

You know, one of these days I'm gonna tell

that big mouth bureaucrat..

I'm gonna give him a piece of my mind.

- No, you ain't. - I ain't.

What you're gonna do is find

that armored personnel carrier before he does.

Oh. Yes. That's..

Well... how?

By usin' that little itty-bitty piece of your mind

you was gonna give him.

Look, who was so all fired

interested in that vehicle yesterday?

And who would do anything to besmirch

the fair name of Hogg?

Even to swipin' a war memorial named in my honor?

About anybody in the County.

- Hmm? - Ooh.

I know who it is. Uh, oh-ho.

Oh, I know who did it. It's that Luke Duke.

I heard him say he drove one of them vehicles

while he was in the marines.

Alright. Now, go and stake out the Duke farm.

Sooner or later them Duke boys are gonna lead you

to where my war memorial's hid.

Right!

Now, Hard Luck would probably get to plowing

when daylight is over.

Boys stay on and help him for the rest of the day.

- You hear? - Alright.

Eh, we'll see y'all later, alright?

You might not get all of 'em. Hah!

- Uh, bring 'im back for supper. - Yeah.

There they go, and here I come.

- Hard Luck! - Yo!

Hey, buddy!

Huh, seems he ain't in the barn.

Would you look at that.

'Not even one furrow's been plowed. He..'

'He ain't even started plowing yet!'

Has he been too busy?

What do you make of them tracks?

'Well, these look like cat tracks.'

APC tracks look an awful lot

like cat tracks, now, don't they?

You got that right.

We better take off after him before somebody else

starts thinking what we're thinking already.

Yeah.

Hard Luck!

Well, now, there it is.

Hazzard County's one and only genuine

original, movable still.

Ain't American ingenuity something?

- 'There's Rosco.' - 'Hope this sucker's tuned up.'

- You know how to drive it? - 'Alright, buddy.'

Ooh. Ooh.

There's them sneaky Duke boys.

This time I got 'em. I got 'em this time.

- How we doin', partner? - Well, we ain't doin' too good.

He's gaining on us.

Can't this thing go any faster?

Not unless she sprouts wings.

Alright! Halt!

I mean, halt!

Hey, Dukes. Come out.

I'm gonna shoot.

'Freeze, tank!'

I did pick up a thing or two

driving these things in the marines.

Now just hang on. See if he can follow this.

'Hang on 'cause we're headed for some rough stuff.'

Will you take it easy?

Alright, you Duke boys.

I'll show you some real driving.

Ain't y'all glad Rosco

don't fly planes for a living?

'Suppose, we'd better go out and see if he's hurt.'

'Nah, the only thing hurt was his pride.'

- What're we gonna do now? - Uh..

Well, from here, we can cut across our back 20.

And let him catch us with this thing on our land?

- Bo... - Are you crazy?

You got a better idea?

No, Luke, I ain't got no better ideas.

Strap yourself in cuz.

It's gonna be a rough ride.

I see you up there.

Now, don't you close that door.

Dukes! I'm warning you!

I'm not kidding this time!

I'll... I'll send you to prison for 653 years!

You, you, cotton-pickin'

hummer-bummers!

'After driving the APC

through the river to hide his tracks

Luke set out for the state highway

by cuttin' across Duke land.

And after 30 years of army service

that ol' APC picked this time to quit.

Oh, boy.

This here's the culprit.

The link pin worked its way loose

and got bent in the process.

Figure L.B. will have to help us.

Get her straightened out.

And what do you suppose you gonna tell somebody

if they find this thing sitting right smack dab

in the middle of our land?

Well, cousin, it's time for your first lesson

in camouflage, come on.

Could use a little scrub back here.

Just try to do that better

than you do your own job.

I mean, you had them Duke boys nailed..

And then you let 'em get away.

And with my contraband cigarettes, too.

With mycontraband cigarettes, dodo!

You better find them again fast.

You and Enos go on stake out in town.

Sooner or later, them Duke boys will turn up.

Oh, great. I'll just do that. I'll just..

- Don't go with my brush, fool. - Yeah. Here. Here you are.

Ooh. Ooh.

Hey, Boss..

'...here's your little rubber ducky.'

Oh. Uh.

I should've made yousheriff.

Oh.

Wait a minute. The... the door's closed.

Now, wasn't it opened before?

Well, maybe Hard Luck got back.

I sure hope so.

He's got a heap of explaining to do.

That's for sure.

Hard Luck!

- I just don't believe it. - The general.

Ha, I figured ol' Rosco to have him

in the impound by now.

So did I.

That's why I brung him here

when I spotted him by the cowpass.

Hope you don't mind, but I..

I had to hot-wire him to get him started.

It ain't that we ain't much obliged, Hard Luck

but don't you think you've been doing

a mighty too much hot-wiring lately?

Oh, I, I wouldn't do nothing

to get you Dukes in trouble.

'But, Luke, I heard you say'

how much them things could carry.

And that ol' devil temptation just reached out

and grabbed me by the gizzard.

Well, that's real touching, Hard Luck.

Believe me, it really is.

But we best get that dang machine

off of our property before Rosco

or Agent Buchanon sees it.

Just remember, Hard Luck..

You don't know nothin'..

You ain't seen nothing'..

You ain't never heardnothin'..

About anything called an Armored Personnel Carrier.

Now, if I was a APC..

Where would I hide myself?

Hard Luck had the smartest nose

in Hazzard County.

He could sniff out a drop of sour mash

in a barrel of ammonia a mile away..

And find it with his eyes shut.

When old Jesse found tracks on his land

he followed them plumb to where they end.

The last time an army moved across Duke land

they was wearing blue coats

and whistling with Yankee accents.

'Drop that wood!'

You put one more splinter of wood in that fire

I'll make you pull it out with your bare teeth, Hard Luck.

Oh, hold on, Jesse.

You ain't got no cause to get all riled up.

Who's got more cause?

You that, that-that sat at my table

and gave your word to the Lord almighty

that you wouldn't make no more whiskey.

I did not. You gave my word.

Well, you amen-ed it.

That's the same thing, ain't it?

Maybe so, but I didn't amen nothing

about not keeping in practice.

And you ain't a-goin' to.

'Aw!'

It ain't like I was goin' back

into moonshinin' professional-like.

I was just making a few farewell jugs for close friends.

Well, not for this friend you ain't.

Jesse... I made the 'shine for your wedding.

You used the first drop to toast the bride.

Yeah.

That's true, Hard Luck.

And you gave me the honor of..

Makin' the 'shine for your wedding.

And when your missus passed on..

You made the 'shine for the wake.

But think of all the good times.

You know, the christenings and the birthdays..

E-everyone from Bo and Luke and Daisy.

And I still love them young'uns just like they was my own.

Well you sure got a bum way of showing it!

Now, now, you know that Bo and Luke

i-is on probation.

And you know that if they find this here contraption

on my property, they's gonna blame them.

'And they gonna send them right off to prison.'

So, you get this blasphemous contraption

off of my property!

Tracks broke.

Boys went into town

to see if they can get the link pin fixed.

Into town?

That's right in the lion's den.

You know that Rosco's gonna be awaitin' there

to arrest them as soon as they set foot in that town.

Ooh! Enos!

I'll knock you... oh.

There they are.

Just like we figured.

Not for long.

'There's Daisy.'

Come on, we'll follow 'em.

They took the bait.

- Let's get out of here. - Alright.

There you go. That ought to do it.

All that for only five bucks.

Anything else I can help you fellers with?

Uh, well, L.B., seein' as Daisy's out with General Lee

uh, decoying Rosco and Enos

we thought maybe we could borrow your..

Your truck.

Well, if it's for shuckin' old Rosco y'all welcome to it.

- Much obliged, L.B. - Whoo!

You are a true..

- Ow... friend. - I know.

That's why I ain't charging you, but two bits a mile.

Ooh!

Enos!

Now, why did you hit me?

You didn't signal, sheriff.

And I'm gonna signal you in about two minutes.

That Daisy Duke, that little filly.

Thinks she's done a job on us. Well, we're gonna fool her.

We're gonna double on back and do our job.

Don't you move until I get started.

You don't tear anything else off of this vehicle.

'A roadblock.'

Just when you least expect it

Rosco used his brain.

Some days you just can't count on nothin'.

Y-you reckon you can back up?

Nope. Enos got us pinned in.

Rosco is determined to pin us down with this thing

with or without the evidence.

But I have it in reverse.

Now!

Oh, good God. Ooh!

I don't need it. I don't need your handkerchief.

What I need is that armored vehicle

the Duke boys took, now let's go.

Well, what about my busted radiator, sheriff?

Well, get it fixed!

And while you're at it, get that shirt cleaned!

Yes.

It's dead ahead. Fixed to bail out?

I sure am.

Rosco's far enough back he don't see this.

Boy, this'll be a great time to find out

if the creek went dry, wouldn't it?

In less than five minutes

thanks to some unexpected help

from Agent Buchanon Luke had shook Rosco..

And was filling in Daisy and L.B.

on his plan to buy some time.

Boss, uh..

I got some good news..

- Ooh! - Ugh!

A-and I got some bad news.

Uh, the good news is I caught the Duke boys.

- And the bad news? - Uh, I let 'em escape.

I figured.

That's why I didn't stop eatin'.

I ain't gonna let your bad-good news

ruin my appetite.

Tell me, how come you come

all the way over here to tell me this

when you could've radioed it in?

- Just to watch me eat? - No, no. I had breakfast.

Oh, uh, Boss, see, I couldn't use the CB

because I was afraid that revenuer, Buchanon fella..

I don't want him to know any more about

those contraband cigarettes than he has to.

But, listen, I got everything under control.

Uh, I got Enos out there looking for the Duke boys.

Oh, Enos couldn't find a pumpkin on Halloween.

Rosco, you get out there yourself

and find out where my war memorial's hid.

- Hm-mmm, giddy up! - I-I'm goin'.

He's gone.

If I don't have them cigarettes

for that tough clientele of mine..

I'm gone.

Uh, uh, uh, Rosco, Rosco!

- What? - I've been looking for you!

What?

- I've come to confess. - What about?

Running 'shine? Oh, shoot, I know that.

I ain't got no time for that piddly-diddly stuff as that.

You wanna confess?

Confess to this alcohol and tobacco man right here.

Uh, uh, Rosco, uh..

What you don't understand is that Hard Luck

'...is trying to tell you is that, uh..'

Well, he took a certain vehicle from J.D. Hogg's war memorial.

A-a certain large... vehicle.

Ooh, ooh! You mean, that..

You mean, that big vehicle? Did you take it?

- Just for a little joyride. - I knew that.

And now I'm ready to take my medicine.

Slap the cuffs on, toss me in jail..

Let me cleansemy soul on bread and water.

Just as long as it ain't for more than 30 days.

Oh, boy, the Boss is, he's gonna be tickled

that I cracked this case so quick.

I tell you what I'm gonna do, Hard Luck.

Just to show you that my heart's in the right place.

I'm gonna make a deal with you.

Now, if you'll tell me where that..

Big vehicle is, I'm gonna let you go.

- I ain't gonna arrest you. - Alright.

It's right down..

'Sheriff, this here's Enos.'

'Have I got news for you.'

'Hurry, sheriff, this is powerful important.'

Enos, come in, this better be good. Come on.

Sheriff, I just spotted a set of caterpillar's tracks

leading towards Benson's Crossing.

'It ain't the kind that turns into'

'a butterfly either, sheriff.'

Oh, well, Enos, why didn't you tell me this before?

Uh, the deal is off, Hard Luck.

You thought that phony confession would fool me?

Are you kiddin' me?

Listen, listen, Enos! Uh, listen, uh..

Don't you get in that vehicle!

This is your commanding officer! Now, I'm serious!

Over and out!

I'm followin' this vehicle 'cause I'm in hot pursuit.

Whoo! Eeh... oh!

Now, Bo is findin' and replacing that link pin

is like fittin' false teeth on a dinosaur.

So, while Bo kept hammering

Enos kept coming on.

Followed by Agent Buchanon.

With good old Rosco bringing up the rear..

As usual.

Uh, make that a little harder than usual.

You, just..

Yeah. Ooh, what is..

Tell you, officers..

Th-th-there's three sets of tank tracks here...

Enos! I know there's tracks here.

Let's follow 'em.

- Yes. Let's just... uh, what? - Enos!

There's your..

Now, when you only got one stolen APC

and three sets of tracks leading in different directions

well, it's got to be confusing.

To any normal person.

So you can imagine what it does to the Hazzard County law.

Hey, Rosco!

You keep this up and you gonna have

to give your own self a ticket.

Will you hush?

You just hush it up and get that monstrosity

out of the middle of the road.

I'll, I'll get you for an 8-6-3

and, uh-uh... or is that an 8-6-7?

Morning.

Nice day for a drive, ain't it?

Sir.

Hey, Enos.

Hi, Daisy.

Enos, we can't go on meeting like this.

People are gonna talk.

Golly, Daisy, I thought you was Bo and Luke.

Hotcakes, ain't you learned

the difference between a boy and a girl yet?

Sure, I know the difference between a boy and a girl.

Yeah, I think.

Uh, sheriff, this here's Enos.

Uh, them tracks I was tracking south, they belong to Daisy.

'And the ones going east was L.B's.'

'I wonder who Buchanon was followin' west.'

It don't make no difference, you birdbrains. You get it?

Look, if they decoyed you south and east

and if Buchanon's trail west is a decoy too..

Well, then, them Duke boys gotta be north!

Hidin' that war memorial of mine

in the woods on their own farm.

'You got to get out to that farm before Buchanon does.'

'Because if you don't'

you can just keep on drivin'

until you're up to your ears

in alligators in Okefenokee swamp!

Over and out!

Meanwhile, I'm making myself an emergency kit.

In case I have to hide out for a year or two.

Decoy one calling handyman.

'Luke's plan fooled 'em real good.'

'How you doing? Over.'

Uh, this here's handyman.

I'm almost set and ready to roll.

Good, 'cause Boss nearly figured out where you were.

Rosco and Enos are closing in

so you better light out real quick, honey.

Hey, hey, this here is old L.B. on the CB

breaking in and babbling back.

I'll pick up that old decoy one and decoy two

and drop 'em plumbin your lap

just past the Twin Forks junction.

- '10-4.' - That's a big 10-4, L.B.

I'll see y'all later, right?

Phew.

Where do you think you're going?

Uncle Jesse, I gotta take this thing

anywhere that Enos and Rosco ain't.

Maybe, but I'm comin' along.

So, if you do run into 'em unexpected-like

I can take the blame for what's in this contraption.

A-and I'm going along to make sure he takes the blame.

Well, let's go.

Hey, hey, hey, how about you, handyman?

This here's old L.B. on the CB.

We homing in on you like a fox on a henhouse.

Ha, ha! You wanna slow down and take old decoy one

and decoy two on board, 10-4.

Anytime you say, L.B.

Say, who's that behind you?

'Uh-oh, it's Enos.'

We can't slow down now or he'll catch us for sure.

Hey, hold it.. Hold it steady there.

We're gonna have to fly the decoys aboard.

I'll drop back and play dodge with old Enos.

Y'all get away.

I'll go first.

Y'all are gonna have to wait a bit

to see if he made it.

Okay, Daisy, you just jump.

'Luke and Hard Luck will take care of the landing.'

I hope they know that.

You alright?

Yeah, but for a minute there

I thought I had a flying start toward heaven.

'We've got a flying start toward the penitentiary'

'if we don't get rid of this still.'

And you gentlemen give me a hand.

See if we can get that..

This thing unbolted here.

'Gimme that water pump.'

'Here you are.'

Now, talk about playing with a stacked deck.

If the boys get caught with the still

they go to prison.

But if they stop to ditch it

Enos will catch 'em red-handed.

And all because they're trying to keep

a cantankerous old coot on the outside looking in.

Enos just passed L.B. What are we gonna do now?

Well, I picked up a trick or two in the marines.

I'll give him something he can't get around.

Come on, let's trade places.

Come on. Hang on.

Hang on.

Here.

Now, they got us for three violations!

Making a whiskey, stealing a vehicle..

And live ammo.

Alright, we're gonna cruise along this creek bed

till we're off our own land.

What about Enos?

The road runs parallel to the creek

all the way to the Charity Mill Road.

Nothing says he can stick with us, so..

Bo, there's a straight stretch up ahead.

Can you crawl out this hatch and unspike that gun barrel?

Well, I don't know, but I'll try.

- Now, hold on. - Uh?

Now, you fire that gun once

and that's a violation of your probation.

- And that'll make four. - I know.

Daisy here ain't on probation.

- She ain't. Come on. - Me?

Hey, now, Luke

I wouldn't even know how to aim that thing.

'Well, you'll know by the time'

he's done spiking that gun barrel.

Climb up here.

- Come on. - Okay.

Easy out there, Bo.

- Nice going, Bo. - Whoo!

- That cleaned right up. - Sheriff's on the corner.

Alright.

Alright, Daisy, here's your

first lesson in artillery.

'Now, you see that handle up there to your right?'

- Yeah. - Now..

Crank that sucker around till you see Enos

in your sights somewhere.

Okay.

'Oh! Okay.'

Alright, aim about 50 feet ahead of you.

- 'Dead center, Luke.' - 'Alright, hit it.

Alright! Ho ho ho! Beautiful!

'You would've made a fine marine, Daisy.'

I always said you was the best shot in the family.

'Woo'

What's the matter, Hogg?

'Ain't you glad to see us?'

Oh, I'm always glad to see a satisfied customer.

Uh, what's wrong is, uh..

You gentlemen ain't supposed

to pick up them cigarette

till after midnight.

Now, that's gonna be kinda hard to do..

Seein' that infernal tank

we was supposed to pick 'em up in..

'...ain't nowhere around.'

Uh, well, that don't matter none

because th-them cigarettes

is on the way over here right this very minute.

Well, then, in that case

you won't mind if we go inside and wait for 'em?

Uh..

How's it going back there?

Give us another five minutes

and we'll have this thing apart enough

that we can throw the whole thing overboard.

Rosco knew that the last place

to cut 'em off was Seminole Hill.

For all his faults, old Rosco sure knew his territory.

'Em Duke boys, I got 'em this time. I got 'em this time.

Ain't no way they're gonna get by this roadblock.

I kinda love it, I love it.

Hey, Luke, isn't that Rosco's car down below?

Yes.

He's got that pass blocked tighter than a cork in a bottle.

- Can you go around him? - No way.

These brakes are starting to loosen up.

Glad that car's empty, 'cause we're going over him.

Hang on, everybody!

Ooh!

Whoo!

- Luke? - What happened?

Wait till Rosco gets L.B's bill for fixin' that car.

Ooh, I... I can't believe they'd do that.

Do that... my vehicle... it's a..

I'll never get that fixed.

Darn them Duke, Dukes.

Oh, that's mean. That's mean!

It's all set.

'Pick one of them roads, so I can ditch this thing.'

Old Hard Luck was getting ready

to bid his reluctant farewell to his life's work.

Here come Buchanon.

Buchanon's right on our tail now.

If we throw this thing out all he's gotta do is pick it up.

He's got enough evidence to lock us away for life.

There's one shell left, ain't there?

Alright, uh, Hard Luck, give Bo a hand.

Strap that shell onto that still somehow.

Wind some of this around.

Uh, We're all set.

Alright. Lose that sucker.

Whoo!

Al-alright!

- Woah! - Look, he did it.

That still's scattered halfway across the county.

Oh, wait a minute, y'all.

We ain't out of the woods yet.

Buchanon's still followin' us.

Maybe, we can dive out of this thing

before he finds out who it is.

We really broke our probation now.

All these cigarettes in this tank

belonging to Boss Hogg means only one thing.

They're stolen.

Oh, Lord.

The brakes are all the way gone.

Alright, everybody, bail out.

Boss has given serious thoughts

about making out a will..

Without realizing salvation was a lot closer

than he had the right to expect.

And here come the law.

Cleverly disguised as a tree.

Enos, get over there and get those guys. Go, go.

- Sheriff... - Alright. Hang on. Don't you..

- Ooh! He's got a gun, sheriff. - Don't you threaten me.

Get on around there.

Boss denied knowing

about them stolen cigarettes.

And it was a good day for Agent Buchanon.

All that contraband..

Plus he caught himself Flint and Miller.

He'd been chasing them for a long time.

Jesse took hero Hogg's sharpshooting medal

and pinned it on Daisy.

On behalf of the Duke clan

I make you sharpshooter of the week and I'm very proud of you.

And Agent Buchanon, tired of running after Hard Luck

got him a job in a legal distillery.

Of course it wasn't much fun..

But everybody's got to grow up sometime.

- 'Alright.' - Alright, Buchanon.

Even in Hazzard County.