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I want that baby.

A little visitor brings old enemies together.

- They want that baby. - Alright, a hot pursuit.

Pull 'em over.

Bunch of country pumpkins.

Like a baby.

Oh, Dooie.

Hoggonomics.

Great idea to me.

♪ Just the 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 ♪

♪ Making 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!' - 'Yee-haw!'

Now chances are if you go on a picnic

about the only trouble you get is ants.

But if you're a Duke, it just don't work out that way.

♪ Cowboys ain't easy to love And they're harder to hold ♪

That's true.

How would you know?

♪ They'd rather give you a song ♪

♪ Than diamonds or gold ♪

- Take it. - Alright

♪ Lone star belt buckles ♪

♪ And old faded Levi's ♪

♪ Each night begins a new day ♪

♪ And if you don't understand him ♪

♪ And he don't die young ♪

'Ha, ha, ha.'

♪ He'll probably just ride away ♪

♪ Mamas, don't let your babies ♪

♪ Grow up to be cowboys ♪

♪ Don't let 'em pick guitars ♪

♪ Or drive them old trucks ♪

♪ Make 'em be doctors ♪

♪ And lawyers and such ♪

♪ Mamas, don't let your babies ♪

♪ Grow up to be cowboys ♪

- What? - Huh.

Ha, ha, ha.

♪ They'll never stay home ♪

♪ And they're always alone ♪

♪ Even with someone they love ♪

Friends, this here musical is fixing to turn

into a melodrama.

Don't worry, Jamie. I'm not gonna let 'em get you.

You gonna let that female outdrive you, Baldwin? Nail her.

'I'll nail her.'

You want me to drive?

- Key change? - Alright.

♪ Cowboys like smoky old pool rooms ♪

♪ And clear mountain mornings ♪

♪ Little warm puppies ♪

♪ And children and girls of the night ♪

You bet.

♪ Them that don't know him won't like him ♪

♪ Them that do, sometimes won't know how to take him ♪

♪ He ain't wrong he's just different ♪

♪ But his pride won't let him ♪

♪ Do things that make you think he's right ♪

What if he's not?

♪ Mamas, don't let your babies ♪

♪ Grow up to be cowboys ♪

♪ Don't let 'em pick guitars ♪

♪ And drive them old trucks ♪

♪ Make 'em be doctors ♪

♪ And lawyers and such ♪

♪ Mamas, don't let your babies ♪

♪ Grow up to be Duke boys ♪

'That's a good one.'

♪ They'll never stay home ♪

♪ And they're always alone ♪

♪ Even with someone they love ♪

♪ No, they'll never stay home ♪

♪ And they're always alone ♪

You be a good boy now, Jamie. I'll be back for you.

♪ Even with someone they love ♪

- I'll tell you what... - No, no, no.

'Now wait. Hold it now.'

'That's enough warbling for one day.'

- Whoa, look out. - Excuse me, folks.

Did you see an old blue car go by in the last few minutes?

- Sorry, we ain't seen nobody. - 'No, sir.'

- You're welcome! - What was that all about?

'I don't know.'

Hey, y'all. Hey, hey, we got company here.

- Would you look at that. - Holy smoke.

It got some kinda note pinned to him. Come on outta there.

- Well, hey, there, little baby. - Here.

Let me get that note on him now.

Take that note. Good.

"Dear Duke family, please take of my baby.

"Some bad people are trying to steal him from me.

"And please don't give him up to the authorities.

"I'll come back to your house for him as soon as I can.

Thank you with all my heart, Jamie's mother."

- Well, I'll be dad-gummit! - Who is Jamie's mother?

Sounds like she knows us.

I hate to say this, but... I guess we better take him by

and give him to Rosco or somebody.

Uncle Jesse! That's just what she said not to do.

She begged us not to take him to the authorities.

Well, uh, there you go, little fella.

Well, I suppose we could take him by the house and change him

and clean him up a little and, uh, maybe feed him.

- Sounds like great idea to me. - Mm-hmm.

- You got the keys? - Yeah, got 'em.

- Dooie! - 'Sheriff?'

You shouldn't be trying to trap people like this.

It ain't right, it ain't proper, it ain't honest.

You're gonna ain't yourself right out of a job if you don't

stop ain'ting. You gotta remember, monkey see, monkey do.

Monkey see, monkey do..

Oh, you're right, Flash.

What a time for Rosco to show up.

We can't let them see the baby. Please, Bo.

I gotta drive careful so the baby don't get too shook up.

We'll hang on to him. Keep going.

Alright.

Thursday night. What say you?

Go, Flash. Go.

Oh, ho, ho.

Oh, ho, ho-o-o.

Oh, ho. Oh! That was horrendous.

I know what I did would've killed ten ordinary dogs.

- 'Rosco looks like a banshee.' - Driving like one too.

Sheriff!

'Oh, ho. Who'd that be? That did it.'

- 'That ripped it.' - Sheriff. Sheriff, you okay?

- 'I mean, that really... ' - Sheriff. You alright, sheriff?

Sheriff, come speak to me, sheriff.

You okay, sheriff? Oh, my God, sheriff.

Get me outta here before the fruit flies get to..

Eh, uh, you idiot, you..

Well, the good Lord looks after babies, drunkards, and fools.

Little Rosco must fit in there somewhere. He's alright.

You hit me on the side. You couldn't mean to.

- I was blindfolded. - Yes, sir. You...

I hit you right in the center, didn't I?

- You did. - You can't blame me for that.

- Did I hurt you? - No, sir.

- You got a peeling on you. - Put that down.

Meanwhile, Jamie's mother got caught by the bad dudes.

They were downright testy when they couldn't find

that smart little fella.

Okay, honey. What did you do with the baby?

It's none of your business. It's my baby.

- Why don't you stop chasing me? - It is our business.

So you better start telling us.

Alright. Where did you hide him?

Yeah, or who did you leave him with? You better tell us, honey.

Howdy, neighbors. Y'all need a hand?

Oh, no thanks, friend. We're doing just fine.

What if he tells somebody that he's seen us here with the girl?

- Oh, he's just a dumb farmer. - Hey, hey.

- Let's go get her. - Hey, wait a minute.

Mr. Craig, don't want her. He wants that baby.

She came from that direction, and that's the way we're going.

Right. Let's just check out that orange car we passed.

- Emerson Craig here. - Mr. Craig, this is Fielding.

Look, I don't care what you men do or how you get him.

But I am paying you $1200 a day, and I want that baby.

If you have any trouble with those hayseeds there

you take care of them, you hear?

I will be in Hazzard in two hours.

Yes, sir. We're on our way. We'll see you later, Mr. Craig.

And while the baby's mother was speeding away from Hazzard

thinking that she was being chased, the Dukes was arriving

at the farm with their precious cargo.

I don't see how we're gonna take care of a baby at the farm.

Don't worry about it. I'll take care of him.

It'll be fun having a little tyke around the house again.

That's about the size of you and Bo when you got here.

- 'We were never that size.' - 'Not me.'

I can't quite picture you, Luke, sitting on the floor

sucking your thumb crying away.

I did not suck my thumb.

Bo, that's more like you.

When you was hungry or wanted something

why, you used to scream like a... like a baby.

Wait just a minute. I never...

Some things never change, do they?

Oh..

Luke, I feel sorry for him.

Why don't we go and try to find his mama?

Those two guys were asking about a blue sedan.

I'll bet you a beer that's what she's driving.

- It's worth a try. - Let's get outta here.

- Take care, fella. - You're in good hands, buddy.

- How can he cry so long? - 'Wet hands, but good.'

It's a little bit hot.

Uh, we got a bassinet here somewhere.

It's either in the attic or out in the barn.

Let this cool down a little bit and give it to him.

It'll be alright.

Everything's gonna be okay, honey.

Now about this time Boss Hogg

was having a county budget meeting with Rosco and Enos

who couldn't count a dozen eggs without taking off their shoes.

Well, look it's going up, up, up.

And then come over here and take a gander at this chart.

Here the county income is going down, down, down.

Well, little fat buddy, listen, things are tough all over.

- Yeah, but not like here. - Not like here.

Because no other county in the whole US of A is so honored

as to have a sheriff's department like ours.

- Oh, well, I appreciate... - Much obliged, Mr. Hogg.

On account of you two boobs have single-handedly managed

to drive Hazzard County to the brink of bankruptcy.

- And I do mean drive. - Well.

Come on out here.

- Now, take a look at that.. - 'I remember that.

You did that one the end, that second one from the top.

- It's Enos' fault. - Who?

He's a menace behind the wheel.

I beg your pardon, but it takes two to tangle.

- Don't... - I'll tangle you...

- Quiet, will you? - But, sheriff...

Quiet. Just get back in there.

- 'Those few down on the end... ' - 'Come on.'

Well, in the meantime, far out of town

Jamie's mother turnedaround to sneak back into Hazzard.

She's desperate to contact the Dukes

to see if her baby was okay.

It's time for a whole new fiscal policy.

Right.

And I call it Hoggonomics.

- Hoggonomics? - Hoggonomics.

Hoggonomics.

Exactly which Hoggonomics is that?

- You don't know? - Neither does he.

Alright, alright, come on. I'll show you.

Oh, goody gumdrops.

Yes, sirree, Bob. Hoggonomics!

- Hoggonomics? - Yeah.

And here's Hoggonomic change number one.

That's a... well, that's a horse. Oh, jeez.

- Can you ride? - No.

Well, you better.

Because from now on the Hazzard County Sheriff's Department

is gonna be known as The Hazzard County Mounties.

- Hazzard... - Hazzard County Mounties.

Hazzard County Moun... I can't even say...

Come on, get on there.

- I'm too young to die. - Come on.

And while the boys was trying to track down

the old blue car with Jamie's mother

them two bad dudes was hunting for an orange car with a flag

which ain't too hard to spot.

Found 'em.

- Pull 'em over. - You got it.

Luke, that's them two guys who's asking questions

'this morning, ain't it?'

- 'Hey, back off!' - 'Hang on.'

Look out.

Something we can do for you, boys?

Yeah, excuse me, friend, we're on some urgent business.

We're private investigators.

You boys see anything of an abandoned 6-month-old baby?

Well, I'll thank you to get your hands off our car.

Well, you ain't answered our question yet.

Well, now what question was that?

We're looking for a baby that's been dropped of here somewhere.

We ain't playing no games. Start talking.

Uh, Luke, you heard the man, uh, start talking.

Right.

Actually, we was just having a little family picnic, you see.

- And then, all of a sudden... - Oh.

Everybody in Hazzard is kinda edgy today, ain't they?

Alright, you hayseeds, move one finger, you've had it.

You better listen to him, you couldn't handle him.

- I couldn't handle him? - I had my guy...

Think you'll do better, try it yourself.

Alright.

Hang on.

- That was close. - Yeah.

Shoot. We got a flat.

They sure are worked up about getting a hold of that baby.

Better get back to the farm and warn Daisy and Uncle Jesse.

And meanwhile that lady looking for her baby

was running out of luck and gas.

Ain't that the fat cat looking for the baby?

We're gonna stay our course, you hear?

Over and out.

Oh, la, blah, blah, blah. I'm in charge here.

What can I do for you, sir?

- My name is Emerson P. Craig. - Emerson P. Craig.

Not the Emerson P. Craig?

Of Craig Cotton Mills?

Why, you're one of the leading cotton-picking tycoons

of the whole south. Uh, glad to meet you, sir.

From the description I've got, you must be Commissioner Hogg.

Yeah, that's right, I am.

Oh, listen here now, you come right into my private office

and make yourself at home.

Oh! Oh, eh.

Excuse me, excuse me.

I do not have time to fool around, commissioner.

I'm here on a very urgent matter.

My infant grandson has been abducted.

'Oh.'

My private investigators have traced him to this area.

- Oh. - Here's his picture.

- Uh. - There.

Oh, the poor little abducted thing. How awful.

Listen, I'll alert my sheriff's department.

And now, temporally mounted, to be on the lookout for the thugs

who committed this heinous crime.

The infant was stolen by his mother.

Huh? His mother?

I was awarded custody at a hearing down in Savannah.

- You were? - And I want that baby.

Yeah.

I have offered a $25,000 reward for his safe return.

Twenty five thousand dollar reward! Ha ha ha! Hallelujah!

Alright, I'll get my men on it immediately.

My investigators tell me that a orange car with a flag on top

might be involved.

I should've known it.

- It's the Dukes. - Who're the Dukes?

If we got any trouble around here, you can be sure

that their noses are right smack in the middle of it.

The heck with this. Let's get out to the Duke farm.

On the way I'll call my men to meet us there.

Oh, no.

And while the baby's mother, who was one worried women

was trying to call the Dukes

Bo and Luke was telling Jesse and Daisy

about the trouble they'd run into.

These fellas shot at you?

That's right, Uncle Jesse. They shot at us.

They mean business too. They want that baby.

You know, this is getting serious.

- 'Well, we should tell Rosco... ' - No! Uncle Jesse, please.

I just, I got a feeling about this

that it ain't the right thing to do.

Look at this helpless little thing.

Yeah, somethin' bad is going on, that's for dang sure.

Until we find out what it is, I'm with Daisy.

Nobody knows that baby's here.

Listen.

Somebody just turned off the main road.

It's a big black limo, anybody know who it is?

I ain't waiting to find out.

- I'm hiding Jamie just in case. - Get rid of this.

- Put it in the closet. - Open that door.

Alright, you Dukes, we've come for the baby!

- Now, hand it over. - 'What baby is that, Boss?'

I am Emerson P. Craig.

- Of Craig Cotton Mills. - How do you do, sir?

And that baby is his grandson, he's been stolen

and your car was seen in the vicinity.

So, you Dukes have somethin' to do with it.

J.D., what are you babbling about?

- I will explain. - Yeah.

About two years ago, my son Roger

married a little thing who was working in one of my mills

'without my approval and against my orders.'

Well, they had a baby. Soon after that, my son died.

O-oh, I didn't know that part. Oh, I'm sorry.

You, uh, oh..

I didn't approve of him marrying this little girl because she was

a nobody, she was raised on a grubby farm

came from a hick town.

'Since Jamie was my grandson, I went to court, had a hearing.'

Naturally, I won.

She was declared an unfit mother

'and I was awarded custody.'

So if you know where that baby is, I want him!

Now, wait a minute, you had the mama declared unfit?

'Why'd you do that?'

Cause she's a hard-working girl?

Brought up on a farm and you didn't know her family?

Oh, oh, I knew the family, alright.

- They were from Hazzard. - What's the girl's name?

Mary Lou Tompkins, come on now, we're wasting time.

Didn't we know Mary Lou before she left?

'Sure.'

- Bill and Bonny Tomkins. - That's right.

They was good people.

Listen, mister, your sense of values is all topsy-turvy.

You can't judge a person just because they had dirt

on their hands and calluses and grew up on the farm.

And you can't judge them by how much money

they have or haven't got.

Some of the richest people I've know in my life

never had a dime.

- Hogg. - Hmm.

- These people are stalling. - Oh, yeah.

Where are your officers, so we can search this place?

- Don't crowd me. - I'm sorry, sheriff.

Wait a minute! Wait a minute!

What in the world is that?

Come on down. You dodos.

Enos, listen turn those lights and siren off.

- Hold my horse - Come on, will you?

Come on, we need you.

Alright, Mr. Craig, here's my sheriff now.

I want you men to search this farm.

'Alright, you heard him, start searching.'

'Oh, yeah. Don't you worry about a thing.'

Rosco P. Coltrane will take care of it.

Hold on a minute now, Rosco. This here is our place.

This may be a grubby farm, but it is private property.

That is nonsense!

Sheriff, if they got that baby, I want him.

Now, spread out. You too, Hogg.

Mr. Craig, you might be a big wheel out in Savannah

but you ain't green beans here in Hazzard.

If you don't have a warrant, you're not taking

one step on my property.

So just gather up your people and get out of here.

For once, them Dukes is right.

We left town so fast

I didn't have time to get a search warrant.

You are all a bunch of country bumpkins. All of you!

I will tell you something, my lawyer's coming up from Savannah

with that court order giving me custody of the baby.

If you don't honor it, you will all be in violation of the law.

Yeah, but, Mr. Craig..

He's got some nerve talking to me like that.

He's a charmer, alright.

I ain't got no transportation.

So, one of you Dukes is gonna have to give me

a lift back into town.

Sorry, Boss, we're a little bit too busy for that.

Oh, tiddly tuddly. You can ride with me.

You can ride with us.

- Yeah, but I... - That's alright.

'Whoa, baby, whoa, whoa, whoa.'

- Alright, come on. - Oh, you're heavy.

- Watch it, watch it. - There you go.

- Got your flabby body up there. - I'm up, I'm up.

- Boss? - What.

You're on backward.

- What? - You're on backward.

I ain't budging.

Alright, alright, let's go now.

I just, I ain't too good at this.

- How's it going back there? - It's okay.

Yeah, I think it's feeding time.

Time to go.

Enos, Enos.

I wouldn't gallop, sheriff. Don't gallop.

Well, the Dukes weren't about to give up little Jamie

until they'd heard Mary Lou's side.

If they can find her.

And while they were figuring their next move

it was too risky to leave the baby on the farm.

So Daisy volunteered to go into hiding with him.

You know, I been thinking.

Maybe, we should take him to the old sawmill.

Plumbing still works, hardly anybody goes out there anymore.

That's a good idea.

Oh, just stop it.

Jamie's mother was finally back on the road

heading for Hazzard and her baby.

Well... it sure ain't your basic nursery.

But I guess it's just gonna have to do, huh?

Sure you don't mind staying here, Daisy?

I'll do anything to keep that awful man away from Jamie.

Meanwhile, them two private eyes

finally got their car running and met up with their boss.

He ordered them to put the Dukes under tight surveillance

whatever kind that is.

- Yes, sir. - Well, then go.

Yes, sir.

Jamie, take care of yourself. You too, Daisy.

If there's any trouble, call us on the CB, condition red.

- I will. - We'll come running.

Okay.

Bye, fellows.

Jamie, how about a little nap, huh?

There you go, sweetheart.

Now, let me get it straight.

It doesn't even matter about the court orders he's got.

The Duke boys consulted with the new lawyer in town

to see about little Jamie's rights.

- Thank you, sir. - Thanks a lot.

- We appreciate it. - See you later.

- Let's roll. - You got it.

Alright, alright. Watch it now, will you?

Go right up to the county building.

Come on, come on.

Get off!

Watch out. Watch out.

Let me down. Let me down now.

Help me down, will you?

Help me down off of this thing. Get me down!

Help me, help me! Don't let me go.

Don't let me go. Don't let me go.

Don't touch me. Don't touch me.

- Don't touch him. - Don't touch me.

Your little Hoggonomics, are they tender?

Yeah.

Mr. Hogg, you reckon I should call Cooter

and tell him to get the Patrol cars running?

- Yes... - No, never, never.

Oats is cheaper than gasoline.

And I'm holding the line.

What you're holding is your little posterior.

Oh, would you hush up?

Now, listen. I want you men to ride out there.

And you find that missing baby, you hear me?

I don't give a hoot for that Savannah big shot.

But Hazzard County needs the reward money.

And I need a new body.

Go on, get going!

- Help me on my vehicle. - Yes, sir.

On the count of three.

Alright, one, two..

- No, sheriff! Oh, sheriff! - Enos!

So what'd the lawyer have to say?

He had a lot to say.

But the gist of it is if Craig's got himself

a court order for the baby's custody

issued in Savannah, we gotta get a ruling

from a Hazzard County circuit judge

and he can grant us a 30-day stay.

That is provided that everyone involved

stays within the Hazzard County jurisdiction.

That oughta buy us some breathing room.

And we figured since Judge Druten's an old

fishing buddy of yours, we shouldn't have any problem.

It's hard to tell about that old warhorse, but it's worth a try.

I'll try to find him.

I'll get it.

- Hello, Bo Duke here. - Hello, Bo?

This is Jamie's mother.

- I left you a note. - Mary Lou?

- Come here. - How'd you know it was me?

There's a whole lotta funny stuff going on here

but don't you worry, your baby's fine.

I miss him so much. I've gotta see him.

- She wants to see the baby. - But where is she?

Mary Lou, where are you?

I'm in a phone booth about 25 miles from Hazzard.

You still remember where Jensen's Hollow is?

Sure, it's right past the old quarry.

We'll meet you there. Okay?

Okay. I'll make sure that no one sees me.

You do that. Then, we'll bring you to your baby.

You have nothing to worry about 'cause Daisy's with him.

How can I ever thank you?

Don't worry about it. We know how you feel, okay?

Thanks, I'll see ya. Bye.

Them dudes done heard everything about everything.

Ain't that a poke in the eye?

They're gonna lead us right to the baby.

Come on down, let's go get Mr. Craig.

J.D., I need to talk to you.

Jesse Duke, what's the idea to come barging in my office?

Listen, now you're on my private property.

Oh, just take it easy. Now listen, I need your help.

And unless you want that windbag from Savannah

to walk all over you, you're gonna give it to me.

You want me to help you?

After you cost me $25,000 reward money?

And then you wouldn't even give me an itty-bitty

lift back into town? Huh.

It's on account of you Dukes

I'm sitting on all these pillows, aching.

Hogg, it finally got here. My court order.

Now, I demand some action. I want that baby.

Alright, let me see the thing.

- Mr. Craig, did you ever... - You keep out of this, Duke.

I was gonna say, did you ever consider

that maybe a country life would be good for that baby?

'You seriously think'

that I would allow my grandson and heir

to grow up in a shantytown, live in some grubby shack

being pawed by a bunch of people in dirty overalls?

Well, say, Mr. Craig, you know, I grew up in this town.

And I sure don't live in no shack

and I ain't wearing no overalls.

Just... if you and your ridiculous police force

'don't help me find that baby'

I'll have you all brought up on charges.

I'll sue for damages. I'll wipe out this dump of a town.

Wait a minute, Mr. Craig

I mean, we may be country folk living in a small town

but you sure can't come in here and threaten us like this.

'Even if you are rich and important.'

Excuse me, gentlemen.

Mr. Craig, we have to talk to you a minute.

We'll talk outside. Move it!

Alright, alright. Get out, get out, get out.

And stay out!

Oh, Jesse, listen.

Anything I can do to help tree that skunk, Craig, I'm ready.

Spoken like a true ridge runner, J.D.

Yeah, that's me.

Now, then, if we can just find Judge Druten

maybe we can get a stay of that order

that Craig was a-waving in your face.

I'll tell you what I'll do.

I'll call the county bailiff in Capitol City

and find out where the judge is sitting.

'Now, we're getting pretty close to Jensen's Hollow.'

- How does it look? - Looks all clear behind us.

So far, so good.

We're five miles from the Jensen Hollow turnoff.

Oh, good, good.

We've to pull off the road, so we can observe the place

without the Duke boys spotting us.

Check, Mr. C.

This is a nice place for a picnic, sheriff.

Alright, a hot pursuit. Giddyup, horsie.

It's those keystone cops again, Mr. Craig.

We've got them now. Pull it over there!

Alright, there.

Alright, get out of that vehicle.

Get out of there 'cause I gotta search

your vehicle for a missing baby.

Sheriff, it's Mr. Craig who called us

a bunch ignorant country bumpkins.

And that is exactly what you are.

The missing baby is my grandson.

I'm going after the infant now. Here's my court order.

And I am ordering you, sheriff, to come with us and enforce it.

Just a purple pea-picking minute...

Just a minute, if you don't do that

you're gonna be in contempt of court, and I got witnesses.

Come on, get in the car. Don't waste any more time.

Listen, here, if you think I'm gonna...

Get in the car!

- Take care of the horses now. - Yes, sir.

Shame, shame, everybody knows your name.

- I mean, you guys, you just... - 'Shut up.'

Wait, sheriff, how long you want me to stay here?

Nice horse.

Oh, Jamie, you're awake, huh?

Well, come here, little guy.

Oh, did you have a nice nap? Yeah?

Oh, look at this big boy.

Come here.

And while Daisy was tending to little Jamie

Bo and Luke was arriving at Jensen's Hollow

to meet his mother

little knowing that everybody that they was trying

to keep it secret from, already knew.

- Bo, Luke. - Hey, how you doing, Mary Lou?

- Well, look at you. - Mary Lou.

- Hey. - Good to see you.

Me next. Come over here, you.

- 'How you doing?' - 'Gosh, it's been 10 years.'

That's right, I remember you and Bo in the same homeroom.

Remember the day I almost blew up Mr. Broom's science class?

Guys, I'm sorry to get you all mixed up in my troubles

but I don't have anybody else.

Now, that ain't true.

We know one little tyke that's real fond of you.

That's right. We all love Jamie.

But Mr. Craig is trying to take him from me. I had to run away.

He said all kinds of bad things about me in court.

Yeah, we met Mr. Craig. We'd sure believe that.

Mr. Craig is here in Hazzard?

Yeah, but don't worry about it

'cause we got a lawyer and we're looking around

for a judge who'll listen to your side of things.

'He's caused so much trouble, even Hogg's helping us out.'

- 'He is?' - 'Yeah.'

Daisy's with Jamie, so we're gonna take you to him.

That's why I wanted to bring him back here

so he could grow up around nice folks like you Dukes.

- Well, let's get going. - Get in the car, come on.

Let's go.

'You guys are making a big mistake here.'

'You're abducting an officer.'

'A Sheriff Rosco..'

Careful now.

If they see us, you'll blow everything.

Don't you worry, Mr. Craig.

Those hicks are so dumb, they'll never know what hit 'em.

Oh, tiddly tuddly.

Just because a person lives in a country

doesn't mean that he's stupid.

Oh, yeah?

Well, y'all ain't done nothing to prove any different.

Numb-head.

Oh, there's that chicken hawk.

That rascal's the one's been killing all those chickens.

- What was that? - It's gunshots.

It's them two guys we fought with.

They're shooting at us.

No, if they were shooting at us, they'd hit us by now.

I don't know what the heck they're up to

but I'm changing direction. Hang on.

Luke, they're hanging in there pretty good.

- I know, I know. - Well, drive.

I am.

Ain't gonna be there long.

- Wait a minute. - Get out of the car.

- Don't go scuffing my... - You stupid oaf!

- I'll take care of you later. - Oh.

- Let's go. - O-oh.

Freeze!

- What about Jamie? - We can't take you to him now.

First we gotta shake your sweet old

father-in-law and them fellas.

- Well, they sure do drive good. - They're fast.

Don't worry about it, darling.

I taught Luke here everything he knows.

You crazy?

I was putting this car together and you're still riding a bike.

Step on it. I want those Dukes, and I want that girl.

We'll force them to take us to the baby.

Yes, sir.

Now, make sure you just hit the tire.

Hang on.

And this all started out as a Duke family picnic.

Luke, watch out now.

'Look out for that truck.'

'What are you trying to do, get us all killed?'

'Now look what you done. Let's get this car out of here.'

That ain't gonna hold them up very long, Luke.

Shoot, we brought them too close to Daisy and Jamie, though.

Too risky to go in there.

Let's head back to town, see how Uncle Jesse's doing.

Don't worry about a thing, Mary Lou.

I'll give Daisy a call to make sure Jamie's alright.

This is Lost Sheep to Bo Peep. Come in, Bo Peep.

This is Bo Peep. Come in, fellas.

Daisy told them that everything was fine.

So the boys told her to just sit tight

and they'd come back and get her soon.

Hello, hello, hello. Yeah, I'm holding here.

You get anything further on the Judge Druten?

Did he say where he went?

Alright, will you keep looking for me, please?

Alright, I'll... hold on.

Alright. Hold these things. Dagblast it.

- Hello, J.D. Hogg here. - Yeah?

- Uncle Jesse? - Yeah.

- Oh, hey, Uncle Jesse. - 'Yeah.'

- Yeah. - This is Mary Lou Tompkins.

- Oh. - Hi.

- Well, Mary Lou. - Hi.

Are you and Boss having any luck here?

Judge Druten's on vacation, we're trying to find him.

Oh, thank you, thank you very much.

Listen, I got it.

Judge Druten's off bass-fishing at Spruce Lake.

That means nobody's gonna be able to reach him nohow.

You stay here with Uncle Jesse. We'll be right back.

If you locate him, tell him Jesse says "bear trap."

Bear trap?

Never mind what it means, tell him Jesse says "bear trap."

- Say "bear trap." - Okay.

Alright, honey. Here.

While the Duke boys were barreling toward Spruce Lake

Emerson Craig was going through the Hazzard countryside

hunting for Daisy's hiding place

and getting meaner by the minute.

Now, friends, I'm glad he ain't my granddaddy.

We'll check every building that we come across.

That baby's gotta be out there somewhere.

- There he is. - Jesse's right again.

- Hey, judge! - Judge.

Listen, we got a little job for you.

We got some trouble.

Listen, listen, listen, sorry, but we need you right now.

But the trout was biting.

And no matter what the boys told him

the judge wasn't moving, until Luke said the magic word.

Bear trap.

What did you say?

Our Uncle Jesse told us to tell you "bear trap."

Doggone the ding-dong luck.

Help me out of here, for crying out..

Give me that.

- I'll get out of my waders. - No, we gotta get going.

Stop over there by the sign.

We gotta be getting close now.

Mr. Craig, it's fresh tire tracks.

Well, let's check it out. Come on, let's go.

Hey, Judge Druten, we really appreciate

you coming along with us like that.

If you don't mind me asking

what the heck does "bear trap" mean?

Well, one time, a long time ago me and your Uncle Jesse

was up in the hills hunting possum.

I stepped in this great big old bear trap. Crunch.

Tell you something, your Uncle Jesse

he didn't lose his head he took his rifle barrel

and he pried open that bear trap

saved me and my foot.

- And I ain't forgot it. - I suppose.

You tell me all about Mary Lou Tompkins and her baby, huh.

Oh, there, there, Jamie.

Honey, I know how you feel.

I'm getting a little worried myself

about where those boys are.

♪ Hush little baby don't you cry ♪

♪ Mama's gonna bake you an apple pie ♪

Will you get rid of that thing?

'If I'd known he smoked those stinking things'

'I would've never hired him.'

Uh-oh.

Shepherd. Lost Sheep, this is Bo Peep.

It's a condition red.

'I repeat, condition red. I'm leavin', fellas.'

Come here, sweetheart.

This is Shepherd. What's wrong, Daisy?

Daisy, come back.

Daisy?

Well, she sure ain't answerin', Jesse.

Daisy must be in big trouble.

What about my baby?

- Your baby? - Let's get to that sawmill.

- Honey, don't you worry now. - Come on.

We'll get out there.

They must've slipped out the back way.

You know where the sawmill is, now.

Here we go. I know where the sawmill is.

And meanwhile the Duke boys was burning rubber

not knowing that the real burning

was going on back in Hazzard.

And Daisy and Jamie was headin' right into it.

Look, Mr. Craig. Some dummy started a fire.

Girl up there, she's carrying something.

Can't this thing go any faster?

Alright, alright. Just a minute.

We'll be at the old sawmill turnoff.

What's that smoke?

'There's a fire there in the sawmill area.'

There is a fire, it's a big one too.

- Daisy's over there somewhere. - Yeah.

Breaker, breaker, breaker. This is Jesse Duke.

We got a fire in the old sawmill area.

'This is Jesse Duke, there's a brushfire'

'in the old saw mill area. We need all the help we can get.'

Uncle Jesse, this here's Luke. How about Daisy and baby?

We don't know. We ain't there.

- Well, we're on our way. - Y'all, I see smoke.

Hang on, judge.

Oh, Jamie. Forgive me, baby.

I sure didn't mean to get you into this.

Oh, sweetheart.

Don't cry, now.

My grandson's in there. We gotta get him out of there.

That fire's spreading too fast.

Here, let's try make a path right through here.

Hey, a water truck. Maybe we can use that.

Ah!

Oh, honey.

'It's gonna be alright, Jamie.'

Alright, come on, there it is.

Just get over this here road, and we'll get there.

Just pull right over there.

- Park right here. - Come on, get out.

We gotta get something to hinder it.

Stomp it or something like that.

Alright, come on!

Come on, you kids. Get after that fire!

Come on!

Judge, we'll drive right plumb through that.

You want out?

I'm with you boys, all the way.

Thank you.

Alright, Luke, it's all systems go.

Alright, now don't run away from me. Stay close.

Any sign of Daisy and the baby?

We saw them. They're right in the midst of it.

You probably chased them out there. You happy now?

Please, save my grandson.

You don't mind us old farmers coming out and helping you?

I deserve that.

I've been a pompous, selfish, unfeeling old fool.

And a few other things which I ain't got time

to explain to you right now.

Mr. Duke, if you can save my grandson, I'll do anything.

I'll let him stay with his mother.

He might turn out to be alright after all. What do you think?

Come on, get that fire out! What? What?

Boss, don't get so close. The fat'll be in the fire.

Don't you know Daisy might be in there?

Any sign of her, Luke?

'No, maybe she headed for the pond.'

Yeah, well, that's the smartest thing to do.

I'll bet that's what she did. You keep me wet, now, would you?

Oh, Jamie..

'I'm so sorry.'

I'm afraid this is it, honey.

Unless somebody comes for us real soon.

Bo! Luke!

- Daisy. - We're comin'.

Oh, Jamie, they're here.

- Give me a hand. - Watch your step now.

Come on. Let's go Come on, take it easy.

Be careful, Bo.

- You're alright now. - Jump in now.

It's getting awful hot in here. Don't run away from me now.

- Keep me wet, will you? - 'You got it.'

Okay. Alright!

Well, there you have it.

Mary Lou was finally reunited with her baby..

For the moment anyway.

- Mr. Craig. - Yes, sir.

I'm Judge Druten, and I think oughta warn you

I'm considering granting a 30-day stay

on that court order of yours.

It won't be necessary, Your Honor.

I'm tearin' it up.

Good.

Ain't that a pretty family picture?

Thank you.

Well, Mr. Duke, I wanna thank you and your boys

for straightening me out.

I was a hundred percent wrong putting down you country people.

You're really something... very special.

I'm gonna be mighty proud

to have Jamie grow up amongst you.

- Did you hear that? - Oh, oh.

Oh, oh!

Oh, yeah.

Boss, Rosco and Enos was happy too.

Mr. Craig gave the county a large check

for all the trouble that he had caused.

Which balanced the budget

and got Rosco and Enos their patrol cars back

which took some color out of the Hazzard Police.

Y'all notice that Daisy's got a kinda funny look in her eye.

I guess I need one of my own.

Uh-oh.

You got us.

I better give him back to you.