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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 true modern-day Robin Hood ♪

- 'Woo-hoo!' - 'Yee-haw!'

Now, if you see this pretty thing drivin' down the road

this early in the mornin'.

About the last thing you'd expect to see

is this fella sawin' out the bridge

supports where she's a-fixin' to go.

Unless you're in Hazzard

where just about anything you see is normal..

Around here.

What's she runnin' from us for?

I was just tryin' to be friendly.

Yeah, she probably heard

just how friendly you can get.

Yeah. Probably did.

Now, the bridge will collapse

as soon her car starts to cross it.

That ought to be in about five minutes

at the rate she's comin'.

Stacy, are you sure we should go through with this?

Well, you read that article

'in the university's historical journal.'

Now, we both know that letter she's carryin'

could lead us to a fortune.

And I don't intend to let you

or anybody else keep me from collectin' it.

Howdy.

Quite a piece of drivin', cousin.

Well, I don't understand it.

I just went over this bridge last week.

She's kinda cute, wasn't she?

Now, you're probably wonderin' what kind of sweet talk

the boys are layin' on that sweet thing.

Well, they're askin' her to send back

to town for a tow truck.

Even romance can wait when a Duke is grounded.

And her takin' a different route's

gonna throw them vultures off

that are layin' in wait for her.

Mr. Hogg, Sheriff Lester Crabb just pulled up outside.

Oh, he ain't sheriff yet.

- Not till Ihire him. - Yes, sir.

Does that mean Sheriff Rosco's out for good?

Enos, Rosco has merely gone to study

at the police academy downstate

until such time as he is fully trained.

Now, do you have any idea how long that'll take?

- No, sir. - Yeah. Go away.

Yes, sir.

Hmm.

Lester Crabb is known throughout Hazzard

as a travelling sheriff.

He's wore out the law enforcement

in 14 counties.

Lester's motto is orders is orders.

And he believes in the 11th commandment

the one Moses forgot.

And when Lester walks by, babies cry

flowers wilt, and the beer just naturally goes flat.

Old Lester's over the hill and hungry

and he's willin' to enforce his motto

any place he can get a job.

Now then, Lester Crabb

whatever kind of sheriff you'll make

the first and last thing you gotta remember

is who is boss in Hazzard County.

- Hello, Hogg. - Aah!

Lester Crabb, why can't you come in the door

I expected you to like any normal human being?

Normal human beings gets themselves killed

comin' in doors where they's expected.

Well, it appears you're awful mighty certain

you're gonna get this here job

since you done come in uniform.

Uniform is the only clothes I ever worn

since I was 16-years-old and become a lawman

by lyin' about my age.

And I expect you been lyin' in the name of the law

from then till now.

That's one good reason why I asked you

to come to see about this here job.

I'm yours to command. You know my motto.

- What's that? - Orders is orders.

Goodmotto!

Cooter's place wasn't that hard to find

'cause he's got the only garage in Hazzard.

Well, don't you worry about a thing, ma'am.

I've gotten them Duke boys out of a whole

lot worse fixes than that.

I believe it.

Now, if you'll just tell me, where I can find

the county commissioner, I'll be on my way.

Okay, that'll be Mr. J.D. Boss Hogg

and you can find him out here at the Boar's Nest.

'He's got an office there, it's about two miles out here'

on Highway 36 on the right.

- You can't miss it. - Okay.

And tell me somethin' I'm just curious, uh..

That big ol' blond-headed boy Bo?

Yeah?

How come he didn't come with you?

Don't think he didn't suggest it.

I'll bet.

- Thank you. - You're sure welcome.

"Laura... Bardsley.

"Assistant professor of history.

State University."

They didn't have teachers that pretty when I went to school.

How can you remember your one school day 50 years ago?

'Cause that's the only time you were there, son.

Well, I'm pleased to meet you, professor.

What brings you to our fair county?

Well, you see, recently the university was bequeathed

a copy of a letter to the war department.

'It was from Union Army Lieutenant General'

Walker Atkinson and it was dated November 2, 1862.

So?

Well, the eve of the Battle of Hazzard.

From which some of them Yankees are still runnin'.

Yeah, well, you see, this letter concerns

a regimental payroll that he was ordered to bury

'to, uh, keep it from falling into enemy hands.'

Regimental payroll?

For a whole regiment?

Yep.

- Buried in Hazzard County. - Mm-hmm.

Stillburied in Hazzard County?

- Still. - Where at?

- Well, have it right here. - Mm.

Uh, it says at the intersection

of a north-to-south line from Denton's Farm

to Indian Bluffs and an east-to-west line

from Cumberland marker to Wayside Chapel.

Well, what are we waitin' for?

Let's all grab shovels and start..

Oh! Hold it, hold it, hold it.

Them reference points in that there letter.

I know Hazzard County like my old shoes

and I can tell you there just ain't any place names

like that in these parts.

Well, not on any current map

'but you know a lot of those places have probably'

'changed their names in the last 100 years.'

Tell me, are there any descendants

of the original settlers left here in Hazzard?

Mm-mm. None that I know of.

Well, ma'am, the Dukes down on Mill Road

'they say they've been here so long'

'their ancestors wore feathers!'

The Duke family? Thank you very much.

You've been a big help, and I really appreciate it.

- Thank you. - Yeah, but..

- Bye-bye. - Uh..

What do you mean by runnin' off

at the mouth like that, Lester?

Tellin' that woman professor about them Dukes.

I was just tryin' to help.

You ain't supposed to help her! You're supposed to helpme!

Now, you just get over to that Duke Farm

where that professor's sure to be headed

and you keep your ears peeled

because if there is any money buried here in Hazzard County

the one who's gonna unburyit, is me!

- Gotcha! - Go!

I wonder how many men there are in the regiment

and how much they get paid.

'Well, you've come to the right place, Ms. Bardsley.'

You see, Grandma Duke was a Denton

and she never quit complainin' all of her life

how right after the war between the states

their home place was took over

by a carpetbagger by the name of Weatherby.

Well, that makes the Denton Fa..

I mean, I mean, the old Weatherby place

well, that makes that's your north marker, sweetheart.

What could she possibly want from those yokels?

The same thing we do

information about that Yankee paybox.

And we're not the only ones.

'Due south from the Weatherby place is..'

Uncle Jesse, it's gotta be Henderson Ridge.

Henderson Ridge?

I bet you that used to be called Indian Bluffs.

Yes, sir.

There's the spot we're lookin' for

right there below Henderson Ridge.

'That's gotta be it.'

This is Sheriff Crabb. Hogg, you there? Over.

Ah. Eh.

No, I ain't here.

I'm sunning myself on the beach down in Miami. Over.

I found out where the payroll is buried.

Right smack dab at the foot of Henderson Ridge. Over.

You absolutely sure of that? Over.

I heard it from the lips of Jesse Duke hisself. Over.

Well then, that's gospel.

Listen, you hustle your fat self

over to Henderson Ridge on the double.

I'll meet you there, and we'll start digging.

The university had records of an east to west trail

that was laid out in the 1750s

but they lost all the maps.

But not the old Duke family Bible.

No, sir, it's got all the birthings and dyings in it

since Caleb Duke came west in the middle 1700s.

Good as any map.

'Here you go.'

"September 9, 1762.

'"A son Joshua was born this day to Martha Duke.'

"Having just passed the Cumberland marker

"one mile back, we have two days' travel

to reach the settlement of Hazzard."

That means they passed right through the marshland.

Alright, then. Let's go to the marsh and look for the marker.

Now, wait a minute, that marsh is five miles wide

'and twice as long.'

How do y'all expect to find a little itty-bitty marker

to a trail that doesn't exist anymore

in all that space?

I don't know.

Well, we'll just have to leave

that up to Jeb McCobb.

And if there's one inch of swampland

that he don't know his granddaughters will.

Granddaughters? Shoot, Uncle Jesse.

I thought I knew every girl in Hazzard.

I ain't never heard of them.

That's because old Jeb

believes in raising them kids

as far away from the temptations

of civilization as he can.

The temptations being..

People like you.

Me? Nah.

'I know.'

You're just like your Uncle Jesse..

Used to be.

Yay-hay! That's it! You got it.

Alright, start digging.

Aah.

Y'all be careful in that marsh, you hear?

You betcha.

Yes, ma'am.

Follow them. Just don't get close enough to be seen.

Zack's Landing is the jumping-off place

for the big swamp.

But the last census showed that alligators outnumbered people

about a 1,000 to 1.

Here you are, Jesse. Hope you don't need these.

With this equipment of yours, we probably will.

Start it up, Bo.

Yeah, let's get out of here.

Let loose.

Watch out for them gators, Jesse

'cause since the census they're gonna be watching you.

We'll watch 'em, Zack.

What do we do, rent a boat and follow 'em?

We'd be lost within a 100 yards.

We'll just have to sit and wait and see what they come out with.

He's a big one.

Uh, Uncle Jesse, you ain't got no idea

where Jeb's shack might be at, do you?

No. All we're gonna find is a jumping-off place.

You see, he keeps moving around from time to time

to stay ahead of the revenuers.

Watch that snag, Bo.

What snag's that, Uncle Jesse?

That snag, you big dummy.

'Oh, Uncle Jesse, Luke should've seen that.'

Now, Luke, you, you get us unstuck, you hear

or we're gonna be here till Christmas.

Hold on.

'I can't budge it, Bo.'

'You better put her in reverse.'

Better sit down, missy.

Bo!

Now, if that was me, I'd be walking on water.

Laura, swim around this side.

Help Laura in.

Bo, come on.

Whoo!

You alright, Laura?

Yeah. I've never been so scared in my life.

I don't blame ya.

After that cute little critter in the water

it must've been plumb frightening to run into Bo here.

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

That sitting canoe meant Jeb McCobb's shack

couldn't be far away.

So the only thing to do was to split up

and try to find him.

- Here you go, Bo. - Thank you, Uncle Jesse.

Well, that's his canoe, alright.

Alright, Luke, you and Laura

you go off down thataway.

Bo, you go straight ahead

and I'll go off here and see if can spot him.

Yes, sir.

Dadgum ya.

Just git on home.

Hey.

Girls? Will y'all girls let go of me? Now let me up.

You hear that, Gerry. He talks real purdy.

Better than that, he is real purdy, and he's mine.

Who says? I'm the one who trapped him.

- But I seen him first. - Will y'all just let me up?

Now, there's enough of me to go around to both of youse.

Turn him loose. I ain't sharing him.

You sure ain't 'cause I'm keeping him all to myself.

Came from over there.

Now, mister, this, this ain't what you're thinking.

I'm thinking you better shut up

or you'll be talking with your maker.

'Now move out of there'

'cause I don't want ya catching any buckshot meant for him.

Now hold it, Jeb. Uh, hold it.

I-I don't take kindly

to you holding a shotgun on my nephew.

I don't take kindly to him trespassing, either.

Or you, either! Unless you come with Jesse.

Uh, yeah, that's right. We're with him alright.

Yeah, that's my other nephew, Jeb.

Alright, then you'll be leaving with him, all of ya.

- 'Now turn him loose.' - Aw, grandpa, do we have to?

We trapped him fair and square.

You heard what I said.

'Ain't neither of you growed up so much'

as I won't tan your hide for not minding me.

Now, why don't we just, uh..

Go on up to the place and do a little sipping

'while I tell you what I come for?'

That is, iffen you ain't lost your touch.

Me? Best moonshiner in Hazzard County lost his touch?

Well..

Well, I just gonna have to make you drink your words.

'Come on.'

Just can't seem to find the Cumberland marker.

The Cumberland marker?

Why grandpa taught us reading

from the words on that rock.

I could find it with my eyes closed.

How about I show you where it's at, sugar?

'Then you can tell the others.'

Well, sounds great to me. Let's go.

Not to me.

Bo, honey, I could get you

there in half the time.

Don't listen to her, Bo.

I know the long way back.

Well, you ain't taking it, neither of ya.

Jesse..

I'll show you the marker providing..

That you git and you don't come back.

Especially you.

Understood?

Now what's the matter?

I'm just plain tuckered.

Yeah, well, you're no more tuckered than I am

sitting here watching you get nowhere.

The only kind of metal you ain't dug out

is that Yankee Army payroll box.

- And you wanna know why? - Why?

Because the dang thing ain't here.

But I heard Jesse say it with my own ears.

Then your ears were lying to your brains.

Let me figure this thing out.

Ooh!

Alright, son.

Let's see if your eyes is more honest

than the rest of you.

You did say, didn't you that you saw them Dukes

makin' marks on a map?

Yeah, they was using a pencil.

I don't care if he was writing with a feather!

The point is, they were making marks on the map

to show the real location of that Yankee payroll box

which... we're gonna be able to dig up

first thing come morning.

How?

By you sneaking off to that Duke Farm

and stealing that there map first thing tonight.

- Got it? - Got.

'Well, y'all, then all we need to do to'

find that Yankee strongbox is to figure out

where the old Wayside Chapel used to be, right?

Right, and I think I got an idea

where we might be able to get that information.

Where, Uncle Jesse?

At the County Historical Society Museum

'over in Colonial City.'

'They got a record of every church'

'ever built in this country.'

It's 10 o'clock now

if we get to bed and get up with the chickens

we can be there tomorrow morning

when they open the doors at 9 o'clock.

Goodnight.

Yeah, we get that strongbox dug up by 11:00

and you'll be on your way back to school.

Sometimes a fella can't win for losing.

'Bedtime, Laura.'

Goodnight.

Goodnight.

Got your room all situated. You're in my room.

I got my nightie..

They should all be asleep by now.

Well, get in and search the place.

Well, that's insane.

We don't even know what we're looking for.

A letter, a map, anything

that'll lead us to that army strongbox.

Start with the cupboard.

I'll take this side of the room.

Shh!

You reckon he's really gonna hit good old Jesse?

Get out of my bedroom!

- Get out! - 'Get out of my room.'

- 'Out. Out of here.' - 'Right now!'

- Get out! - Out! Out!

- I don't.. - Get out!

- Get out of here. - 'Get out.'

Boys?

Alright, mister.

You get up. Get up.

What in tarnation is he doing here?

That's Sheriff Crabb.

- Who's it? - You see who it is?

Nah, it's too dark.

Well, here.

Maybe we ought to ask the sheriff.

Yeah.

Wake up, sleepy head. There you go.

There you go, sheriff.

Here's your hat, sheriff.

What happened?

You just won a pot full of dishwater.

Now, would you like to try for the pot

or would you like to..

Tell us what you're doing here?

I was, uh..

Patrolling the area, and I seen this here car

and so I figured someone's sneaking around.

You can't be too careful nowadays.

So you come through the window

thinking you'd catch 'em in the act, is that right?

That's right, I snuck in the window

and I patrolled the perimeter

and I would have got 'em, too, Jesse

exceptin' your two boys stopped me.

You know, I have half a mind to arrest you

for interfering with the police...

- 'Lester!' - What, Jesse?

While you're here jabberin' and talkin'

whoever was in here is gettin' away in that car!

Gotcha! I'm on my way!

He's about a half a bubble off center, if you ask me.

So while the rest of Hazzard was sleepin'

the Dukes spent the night riggin' a phony treasure map.

Now, the idea was to advertise

knowing the sheriff just couldn't resist the bait.

Now, gettin' old Lester out of the way

would cut their problems in about half.

All four of them again.

That means they still haven't got the strongbox

or Professor Bardsley would be headed back to the university.

Stick with 'em.

Here comes the advertisin'.

Bo, Luke, it's Daisy.

Oh, I hope you're listenin', 'cause I got real big news.

'Over.'

Well, Daisy's right on time.

Fellas, please answer me.

Alright, I just gotta tell you.

'I found where the Yankee strongbox is hid at'

'and I even made us a map'

'showing us where we can dig it up.'

Now, if y'all can't answer me

'cause your rig's out I'm headin' south on Mill Road.

Which just goes to prove that Luke sure knows his customers.

I got 'em this time.

Enos Strate, this is Sheriff Lester Crabb.

'How would you like to pinch Daisy Duke. Over?'

Pinch Daisy?

Oh, I couldn't do that, sheriff.

Uh, that wouldn't be polite, especially while I'm on duty.

'Not that kind of pinchin'.'

I'm talkin' about pinchin' like in arrestin'.

She's speedin' down on Mill Road.

Now, you get on your horse..

Enos, drive down to the bridge and arrest her.

Over and gone.

Yes, sir.

Pinch her?

Maybe a little pinch wouldn't hurt.

'Yahoo!'

- 'She pulled it off.' - 'I guess.'

Sure looks like Daisy shucked and jived him real good, huh?

That ought to keep that sheriff off our butt

not to mention that little fat buddy we got.

Yeah, now if we only knew who else we were fightin'.

Yeah.

Daisy, pull over!

I'm givin' you a speedin' ticket!

But I'm only goin' 40 and the limit's 55, sheriff.

Then I'm givin' you a ticket

for drivin' too slow and blockin' traffic.

You gotta catch me first.

Daisy, I'm real sorry I had to do that

but orders is orders... That okay, Enos.

The sheriff doesn't have anything

to ticket me for, anyway.

I wouldn't count on that.

Attemptin' litterbuggin'.

You was about to throw this map over the side.

That is the silliest thing I've ever heard.

You just tell that to the traffic judge.

Meanwhile, I'm confiscatin' this here as evidence.

Give me that! Give me that!

- Enos! - Daisy!

- Give me that! - Daisy!

Enos, aren't you gonna help me?

I'm tryin' to, sheriff.

- 'You give me that?' - You write her up.

And if she gives you any more trouble

get her for obstructin' justice

before you turn her loose.

But, sheriff, she wouldn't... Enos!

Yes, sir. Don't be mad at me, Daisy.

I'm just followin' orders.

Why would they be headin' for Colonial City?

Of course.

The Historical Society Museum.

Things couldn't be working out better.

'You are very wise to come here, Professor Bardsley.'

'As the curators, we like to think'

that the Historical Society has the most complete records

of religious institutions in the south.

Here it is, Dr. Fenwick.

Now, hold on.

Ain't these two the ones

that's been causin' all the trouble?

'"Destroyed by fire in December 1873."'

Uh, does it say there exactly where it is?

Well, according to this, it's right here.

Right there?

Well, that's a bend in Willow Creek.

Now, if that's south of the highway..

Dalton's Mill sits there now.

Well, then that's our final marker.

- Alright. - Thank you, Dr. Fenwick.

- Thank you very much. - Thank you, Ms. Williams.

You've both been very, very helpful.

Believe me, Professor Bardsley

the pleasure was all ours.

Thank you.

I got it, J.D. I got it.

Lester, you bust in here again without knockin'

and you're gonna get something else.

Thisin your ear!

Not that anybody would notice. What do you got?

This is the Duke's treasure map.

'It shows exactly where that Yankee strongbox is buried.'

Where?

Right under the Boar's Nest.

'Right here.'

I can't believe it.

All these years, them Yankee greenbacks

have been right under my nose.

Closer to the other end.

Huh? Oh, yeah!

I've been sittin' on 'em.

No wonder this has always been my favorite place.

Well, just don't stand there with your face hangin' out.

'That treasure ain't gonna come to us.'

We gotta go to it!

Come on! Move this table!

Grab an axe!

Damn the floorboards! Full speed ahead!

Them damn Yankees, I can't believe

anybody runnin' so fast could dig so deep.

Maybe we're diggin' in the wrong place.

No, this has to be the right place

'cause it lines up perfectly

with the checkpoints on this map.

Uh-oh.

See if you can pull it out.

- There's a handle. - Alright. There we go.

Jackpot! Whoo!

Look, "United States Army." We found it.

Oh, you know, I'll never be able

to thank you for all you've done.

Neither will we.

Now, friends, there ain't nothin'

more awesome than a woman

on the wrong end of a gun.

We're really very grateful to y'all

for doin' the dirty work for us.

You're quite well-known

in academic circles, Professor Bardsley.

Once we read the university

had been bequeathed the letter

we knew they'd assign you to check it out.

I'll take that paybox, thank you.

- That's enough. - Hold it.

Now, you don't have to be too smart

to know there are certain things

'that are not worth gettin' killed over.'

Let alone committin' murder to get.

That's where we disagree.

Get up. Take the box into the car.

Gentlemen, it's been a pleasure.

Uncle Jesse, get on the CB to Daisy.

Me and Bo are gonna make the fastest pit stop in history.

Good thing we thought to double up

on our insurance policy, ain't it?

Over.

Uh, Daisy? This is your Uncle Jesse.

'Daisy, are you out there? Where are you?'

Headed into town on County Seven, Uncle Jesse.

- Is there anything wrong? - 'Everything's wrong.'

Now, we found the strongbox alright

'but that fella from the Historical Society'

'he and his assistant'

'well, they, they took it away from us.'

'Huh-uh, they just took out of here with a..'

'...kind of a four-door brown car.'

'10-4, Uncle Jesse.'

Holy horned toads, did you hear that, Hogg?

Yeah, I heard it, and Lester

you call me Boss, chief

or even master, but not Hogg.

You get it?

'They was headin' south on the marsh road.'

Now, now, it's gonna take us a little time to get

the General here on his feet.

Do you think you'd be able to cut him off?

'Well, I could sure try.'

'I just passed Cooter in the tow truck'

'maybe he can lend us a hand.'

Breaker one, breaker one.

Cr-a-a-azyCooter comin' at you.

I got my ears on tight, got my eyes peeled

and got my pedal to the metal.

I'm gum on your back door.

While we've been rippin' up my floor

somebody's been rippin' off my Yankee Army payroll box.

Come on, let's go get 'em!

And if I don't find my treasure

I'm gonna make you replace each and every board..

With your mouth, hmph.

Alright, let's go.

Alright, let's not waste any time now.

Come on, move it, move it!

Alright, you backed up enough.

Now, turn it over there. Come on, come on!

Now by now, just about everybody

that could be was in the middle of this.

Includin' old Enos.

He'd been radioed by Lester.

Y'all ever hear of Murphy's law?

Well, in Hazzard, we got Enos' law.

If anything can go wrong

he'll be right smack dab in the middle of it.

And on the other hand, there's Daisy's law

which usually could be depended on

to veto Enos' Law.

I can't get around her.

She's deliberately tryin' to slow us down.

This will speed her up.

'That's Daisy right there!'

'Head her off! Come on! Turn this thing around!'

'Come on, catch 'em, will you? Watch out..'

Go get 'em, Bo! I'm right behind you.

This place is crawlin' with Dukes.

Not crawlin', you fat road apple, they're chasin'!

Who's ever in that brown car

is the one who's got my treasure!

Come on, let's go! Get after 'em!

Whoo! Couldn't have worked out better if we'd planned it.

Try telling that to them.

We'll never be able to outrun them in this jalopy.

Turn off.

'Don't get too close, Bo.'

'We're clean out of spare tires.'

Hey, what do you think you're doin'?

They ain't too far ahead. We can still catch 'em.

Okay, she's all yours, Uncle Jesse.

Take the road to the other side of the marsh.

If we lose 'em, you can still cut 'em off.

'I'll be there!'

'Follow us, Daisy!'

Friends of yours off port bow.

Real cute, Luke. Real cute.

They're gaining on us.

This'll slow 'em down.

Wait, look!

Now, this'll really slow 'em down.

Sam, they're gonna ram us.

It's the twins.

They rammed 'em down deliberate.

Okay, now, listen, you, you steer as close as you can.

Now, uh, I'll fish 'em out

but watch out for them gators.

To the left. To the left.

Come on, Sam, give me your hand.

I'll get you aboard. Come on.

Get up here, sweetheart.

There you go.

Oh, that was great.

Give me your hand, I'll help you aboard.

Whoa, Sam! Whoo!

Thanks.

Only I ain't Sam, she is.

There has just gotta be some way

to tell y'all two apart.

There is, only we ain't got time to show you now.

We got a score to settle with them varmints.

Dang this marsh.

It ain't but a mile wide here

but you gotta go ten miles each way to get around it.

Oh, Mr. Duke, look up ahead. Somebody's been hurt.

Stay where you are, Mr. Duke.

Well, would you look at that.

We been snookered.

Now, move over to the side. Move!

I'm sure you won't mind lending us the jeep..

Under the circumstances.

I'll drive. Just make sure they can't follow us this time.

Watch out for gators now, Bo.

Came from up there.

Come on, let's go.

- Y'all alright? - Yeah.

Which is more than I can say

for the General Lee, look, what they done.

'Now there's no way we're gonna catch them.'

Don't bet on it.

Here you go.

I see somebody. I gotta get!

And here, all this time I thought

I was raisin' Daisy to be a lady.

Well, there ain't nothin' wrong with a lady wrestler.

The Dukes accepted a modest reward from the university..

Which kept 'em in tires and gas

for about six months.

Oh! Come on!

Now, Boss claimed that he was confiscatin'

the paybox for evidence.

But Laura made him an offer that he couldn't refuse.

You mean, I can have the money if I give you what's in the box?

Now, she agreed to let him have all the money

providin' the university got everything else.

Here it is. Come on. Come on, Daisy.

You heard what she said. Just set her down there.

You made a good deal, Boss.

The lock on that thing is all outdoors.

Lester, come over here, will you? Shoot that lock off.

- Alright, back up! - Come on, now.

Back up.

No, no, no! Down there.

Oh!

There, you did it.

Yeah, whoa!

Y-a-a-ahoo!

Look what I got!

Holy Jesus!

"The confederate States of America?"

Yeah, you guessed it.

Confederate money.

The real treasure in that box

was the original orders to bury the Confederate payroll

bearing the signature of President Abraham Lincoln.

And Bo, he went on a little fishin' trip

but he didn't catch no fish.

Oh, and one more thing.

Now, if you're wondering why the Union Army

was being paid in Confederate money..

Well, now that's a whole other story.

But it looked like things were goin' wrong

even back then in Hazzard.

'Them Dukes, them Dukes!'