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♪ Just the good ol' boys ♪

♪ Never meanin' no harm ♪

♪ Beats all you've never saw, been in trouble with the law ♪

♪ Since the day they was born ♪

♪ Straightenin' the curves ♪

♪ Flatnin' 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!

Now, in the first place things look good here

but they ain't.

The Dukes ain't got a care in the world

'cause they don't know what's coming.

Now, there was food on the table

but the Dukes don't live by bread alone.

The bills is paid, but money ain't everything.

Even Boss, who had inherited half of his granddaddy's estate

was trippin' in tall cotton.

But even that wasn't what it looked like.

So, friends, nothing ain't what it seems.

He don't leave me nothing but junk.

- Oh! - Junk, junk, junk!

Shame, shame, everybody knows his name.

All this here junk. Look at this thing.

- Do I need this? - Not with a dead bird.

I need it like a hole in my head.

Don't tell me there's more junk!

- Oh! - Oh, look, look, look.

This is what I get. Oh, please take it away.

Oh! I'll knock you in the middle of.. Eh-oh!

- Rosco. - What?

My great granddaddy always said he loved me the best.

- Yeah. - Well..

- What does he do? - What?

He leaves all his money to my brother.

- Oh! - And leaves me this junk!

- How dare he! - I can't use any of this.

Look, confederate money.

- He leaves that! - All these confederate money!

And then, here. Worthless stocks in old dried up gold mines

and I don't know what! And what's this?

- Oh, the deed to the Duke farm! - Yeah.

- And-and more worthless paper. - Wait a minute.

More confederate money. What am I gonna do with this?

- Deed to the Duke farm? - Yeah.

- Wait a minute, Boss. - The deed... to the Duke farm!

I said that.

He left me... the deed to the Duke farm.

- And look at this. - What?

"June 13th 1872. Signing over to Thadius B Hogg."

My great granddaddy..

The Duke farm. And there it is the signature, Jeremiah Duke.

- Ha ha. - Oh, yes!

- Jesse's granddaddy. - Oh! Good news, good news.

I got the Duke farm. Let's go. Off to the Duke farm.

It's mine. Off to the Duke farm. Off to the Duke farm.

I can't believe this.

Could it be a counterfeit?

Of course! No Duke would ever give this land away.

Especially not to no Hogg.

Well, whatever the case, the document looks

perfectly legal to me.

If it looks legal to him, it's legal to me.

J.D, we know the only two things you ever did

that was legal was be born and marry Lulu.

However, if this signature's authentic..

It's a legal document.

Oh, no, it's gotta be a fake.

Oh, tiddly-tuddly. You know what's wrong with y'all?

You're a bunch of spoilsports.

'Eh, wait a minute.'

'I'll tell you what I'll do.'

Let's all run over to Capital City

and have this document checked out by an expert, hm?

Alright, come on along, everybody.

Come on. Come on.

The Dukes and Boss drove over to Capital City

and found a handwriting expert that they could trust.

He was to match their signature on the deed

with the one on the letter that Jesse had

which was written by his great-granddaddy, Jeremiah.

Unfortunately for the Dukes, the signatures matched.

Satisfied?

Well, I can't believe it. I still can't believe it.

Yeah, well, you better believe it.

Now, then, uh, since that land of yours

really belongs to me all these years.

The mortgage money that you paid me all these years

I'm gonna apply to your past rent

which I ain't figured out yet.

That's fair and square, ain't it? Of course it is.

However, I hereby inform you that I'm evicting you

from my premises so I can tear down that old farmhouse

and barn of yours and build a nice new fancy spa resorts.

You got 24 hours to get off my property.

Where's my car? Oh, yeah.

This place has been in our family for four generations.

It's the only home I've ever known.

Don't you worry, Uncle Jesse.

We ain't gonna give up without a fight.

Don't you think I wanna fight?

Don't you think I wanna protect my home and my land?

But the law's the law. It's not a matter of agreein'

or disagreein', you obey it.

'We ain't got nothing to fight or to fight with.'

According to that paper that J.D's got

he owns the whole thing, lock, stock and barrel.

There's gotta be somethin' we can do.

Yeah, something, Uncle Jesse.

There is something.

We can grit our teeth, stand up straight and tall and together..

Move off and start over some place.

Come on, let's go. We got a lot of packing to do.

Guys, I-I can't take this. We gotta do something.

We just gotta do something.

I'll tell you what we gotta do.

We gotta make this as easy on Uncle Jesse as we can.

Come on.

What's that, Uncle Jesse?

Well, let's see.

This would be your Great-Great-Great

Grandma Jenny's diary.

Hey, boys, uh, what was the date on that document

that J.D Hogg had?

June 13th, 1872.

June 13th, let's see what happened the day before.

"June 12th, 1872.

"Thadius Hogg visited us today

"the third time this week.

"He owns everything in sight including Sleepy City

"and the sheriff.

"Thadius warned us again

"he don't want no farming on what he calls cattle land

"and blames us for some cattlepeople pulling up stakes

"and leaving. Jeremiah told him off good.

"This is our land, he said, and we're staying.

'That it?'

'Let's see what happens the next day.'

"Jeremiah and me didn't get much sleep last night

"wonderin' what Thadius Hogg would do next

to get us off our land.

"We found out this morning when we stood there

"and watched our barn burn to the ground.

"We wondered if our house would be the next to go."

Knowing that he couldn't keep fighting Thadius himself

Jeremiah had written some of his kin for help

and those that could wrote back that they'd be arriving

by stage that day.

That young feller there is Joe Duke

Bo's great-granddaddy.

And that pretty little thing is his cousin, Dixie

Daisy's great-grandma.

I'll bet you're a real lady-killer, Cousin Joe.

Well, Cousin Dixie, you know I do like a lot of ladies

in my life... but I also like a lot of, uh, life in my ladies.

Yeah?

Y'all may note a vague family resemblance.

Y'all may notice that Hazzard ain't changed much since then.

About all they did was lay some asphalt over the dirt.

Whoa.

Get over there, Jesse.

Get over.

That's the way.

Jenny.

- Well, good morning. - Good morning, Jeeter.

- Jeremiah. Miss Jenny. - Jeeter.

Your kinfolks arrivin' on the stage today?

That's what my nephew Joseph wrote me.

Said he'd be in on today's stage.

Well, she'll be arriving any time now.

I don't know why they stop here anymore.

And that is Thadius B. Hogg.

Look, look. You see?

Them Dukes. They look like they're expecting company.

Ah! Well, you don't have to worry about that, Mr. Hogg.

- I don't, huh? - No, you don't.

Because anybody they're expectin' to give 'em

a helpin' hand ain't gonna be comin' in on that stage.

I hope not.

They ain't comin' in on any stage.

I hired a couple of gun hands that were passin' Sleepy City

to take care of that.

I don't care if you hired the U.S. Cavalry.

I want them Duke farmers off of that land

or the cattlepeople will never come back.

- Light me up. - Mm.

Them dominant genes just go on

generation after generation, don't they?

Oh!

Stage should be comin' along any time now, Jesse.

With them folks that Hogg feller wanted us to scare off.

Well, there's gonna be a change in plans, Frank.

There's a 100,000 in cash coming through on that stage.

Sheriff let it slip while he was hiring me.

That sure was mighty considerate of him.

Just mighty stupid.

If we rob that stage, what'll we do about whoever's on it?

'What we don't do, is leave witnesses'

Duke folks or anybody else.

Here she comes now, brother.

Friends, them James boys called each other Frank and Jesse.

Now, guess who hired who to do what

and don't know who they hired.

Yah! Move them horses up! Move them up.

- Move in. - Whoa.

Drop them guns.

Whoa.

Drop it or you're dead!

That's real smart of you. Now climb down.

And get that moneybox you're totin' with you.

Anybody named Duke in there, step out first.

How do you know my name?

Makes no never mind. Goodbye, Mr. Duke.

That ain't no way to start a lasting friendship.

Dixie's still on that stage.

- Come on. - Go.

Hyah! Get up! Get up!

You know, friends and neighbors, there's something

about Hazzard County that makes anything

with wheels get out of control.

Darn it. It's $100,000 and now it's gone.

Who was that gunslinger? Where'd he come from anyway?

I don't know. But I tell you this, brother.

We ain't givin' up on that money. You've got my word on it.

We're gonna settle the score or my name ain't Jesse James.

Hyah!

Yeah, don't mention it.

- You alright? - Yeah, thanks.

Well, you're right. They figured there's a Duke on that stage.

If we hadn't planned on you riding along

we'd be pushing up daisies by now.

No doubt about it.

This Thadius Hogg, Uncle Jeremiah wrote us about

is one shrewd little feller.

And he wants that farm bad.

You reckon they figure you're a Duke?

Maybe, maybe not.

I'm hopin' they think I'm a loner who came along

at the wrong time.

All we can do is play our hand

and hope we pick up what this Hogg will do next.

'I'll tell you what.'

I'm gonna get myself a job as a dance-hall girl

on Hogg's saloon. While you ride into town like you're drifting.

They already know what I look like.

I'll go to the farm, help out Uncle Jeremiah and Aunt Jenny.

Maybe, they'll think you're the only kin with the time and guts.

- Yes, they will. - See you later.

- Come on, girl. - Okay.

As the Dukes headed for Sleepy City to play their hand out.

Thadius was playing his hand at showdown poker

Hogg-style... cheatin'.

Reckon it runs in the family.

Oh! Dropped one of my cards.

I'll just get it over here, don't you know.

- Heh, here it is. - Right.

Hm. Well, my raise, huh?

- There we are. - I'm gonna have to see it Hogg.

Oh, yeah? Well, four aces. Read 'em and weep.

You dropped this card, Mr. Hogg.

- No, I didn't. - Yes, you did.

- No, I didn't. - Yes, there.

Dagblast it. Rufus, I don't know what I'd do without you.

But I sure aim to start to find out.

Well, I'm sorry about that, Mr. Hogg

but I didn't know you weren't playing with a full hand.

That's because you ain't playing with a full deck.

You know what you just done? You just cost me..

- Your next month's salary. - My next month's salary.

- But-but... - Button up, button-head.

- Now, listen and listen good. - Mm.

When that stage comes in, Jeremiah Duke finds out

that he ain't gonna get no help, maybe he'll give up

clear out and take all them other farmers with him.

Then all them cattlepeople will come back

and wake up Sleepy City.

Mm-mm-mm. I got a lot of money vested here.

'Oh, look at that.'

Come on, get up there. Whoa.

- Howdy. - Howdy.

It was a pleasure getting a ride along with you, Miss Dixie.

Pleasure was all mine, Mr. Duke.

Thought you said no Dukes were coming in on that stage.

Well, something must've gone wrong.

The only thing went wrong was letting you

handle this in the first place.

- You must be my Uncle Jeremiah. - That's right.

How do you do, sir?

And this fine young lady's gotta be Aunt Jenny.

I sure am.

And you look too much like your father not to be Joseph.

Yes, sir, I am.

This is our friend, Jeeter Davenport.

Oh, how do you do?

I am the town blacksmith and am proud to say

I'm a friend of your aunt and your uncle.

Excuse me, this young lady here's name is Dixie.

She's, just riding into town hopin' she can find a job

at the local saloon.

- So nice to meet you. - How do you do?

Uh, you the only Duke that could make it?

Well, uh, yes, sir. You see the others do send their apologies.

'They just couldn't get away.'

Morning, Jeremiah, Jenny, Jeeter.

Oh, heh-heh, just who have we here?

'That's our nephew, Joe Duke.'

He come to visit us for a spell.

Well, I'm pleased to meet up with you, Joe.

Nice to meet you, Mr. Hogg.

I've, uh, heard so much about you.

You better... count your fingers just to be safe.

Eh, he's safe enough in Sleepy City.

Safe.

Oh, sure. We got the best sheriff money could buy.

'Rufus Z Coltrane.'

Fastest gun in the West.

Second fastest. Well..

Oh!

- Yeah, but the slowest brain. - Well, welcome to Sleepy City.

Gateway to the promised land.

Well, somebody went and broke that promise.

What the little lady is trying to say is, sheriff

we've already been welcomed to Sleepy City.

On the way in here by a couple of six-shooters.

'Some bandits tried to hold up the coach.'

But thanks to Joe here and some stranger

they were able to drive them off.

Well, I'm much obliged to you for your help.

- We run a clean town here. - Clean.

More like somebody cleaned it out.

Joe, you've had quite a day.

Best we'd be getting back to the farm

before something else goes burnin' down. Right, Mr. Hogg?

I heard about that. Tsk-tsk-tsk. Terrible thing.

Terrible.

I sure hope nothin else terrible happens to you good folk.

Well, I'm gonna stick around here and see

if I can't see that it don't.

Miss Dixie, if you wouldn't mind I surely would like to come

calling on you later.

- I'd like that. - Good.

Well, the buckboard's right over here.

Pleasure to meet you, Mr. Hogg. Sheriff, Jeeter, Joe.

They're quite a pair.

Alright, boys, let's go home.

- Mr. Hogg. - Hm?

You wouldn't have any job openings

at the Golden Palace Saloon, would you?

Job openings?

Afraid not, what with business being as dead as it is here.

If it was deader, we'd have to shut the lid and nail it shut.

Come to think of it though, pretty gal like you

might just stir up a little trade.

She stirs me.

I'll give you 50 percent of all the drinks you can sell.

- Take it or leave it. - I'll take it. When do I start?

You just did. Go on get over there in that saloon.

They'll give you very pretty work clothes to get into.

- Mr. Hogg. - Mm?

- Thank you for the opportunity. - Don't mention it.

Yeah, don't mention it.

So..

That fella Joe Duke's the help Jeremiah was waiting on, huh?

Well, I don't think you have to worry about him any.

Hell, I better not have to.

- Just look around you. - Where?

What do you see?

There's only one thing making this place a ghost town.

- A ghost? - No, the farmers!

The farmers like them Dukes.

They're driving out the cattle and the cattle people.

They're driving them out west.

'Trying to put Sleepy City to sleep forever.'

Well, I just ain't gonna let that happen.

Alright, go on, take that moneybox.

- Come on, get a hold of it! - You know something...

I'll put it in my safe till the..

Wait till the next stage goes out.

- Ugh! You know something? - What?

It's a good thing those gun hands I hired

don't let me get near 'em, I'd give 'em a piece of my mind.

It better be a little piece, you sure ain't got much to spare.

Them fellers are coming back for the very money

that the sheriff's carrying right now.

I'm not the only one here, matter of fact

Hank and Dixie are both in town.

You mean that sweet little girl we met at the stop is our niece?

That's right. She's your niece, my cousin.

And, uh, she only wanted that job at Hogg's saloon

so she could maybe listen in on his plans.

What about my other nephew, Hank?

As a matter of fact he ought to be riding through town now.

He's pretending to be a drifter, just passin' through.

Joe, if, those outlaws are who I think they are

he just as liable to have a bullet passing through him.

Jeeter, I wouldn't worry much about that.

They won't be showing their face in town

especially not after they tried to rob the stage once.

'Unless they are the James brothers.'

I heard they were in this neck of the woods.

That holdup may have been an excuse to get rid of you

and any other Dukes that were on that stage.

- Frank and Jesse James? - The very same.

No, I don't believe they'd be working for Hogg.

When killing comes natural to you

you'll work for whoever will pay you the price.

You know, Joe, maybe you should get a hold of Hank and Dixie

and the three of you get out of Sleepy City.

Look, we appreciate you wanting to help

but we don't want anything to be happening to you.

Especially against hired killers like the James boys.

No, sir, if I know my cousins, and I believe I do.

We'll just stand pat.

Best get on into town tell them what we're dealing against.

Thanks for the pie!

Back in town, Dixie was all ready for work

in time for the peak crowd at the saloon.

- Why don't you swat him? - What for?

He's the first one that's been up to this bar all week.

You ever think of giving away free lunches?

Uh-huh!

And all we ever got was him and his friends.

Well, what do you know? We got us a paying customer.

- Buy you a drink, little lady? - Why not?

Champagne?

Anything your little heart desires.

Two beers!

- Catch anything yet? - Only a draft.

Except for Hogg and the sheriff, it seems like all the other rats

have left town.

I can't says I blame 'em.

Where's Hogg now?

In his office, with the sheriff.

Easy, easy, easy does it.

That's my back you're scrubbing, not a barroom floor.

Well, this is not exactly the kind of work I do.

Well, tell me what kind of work it is you do do?

So when I fire you as sheriff.

I'll know what kind of work you're out of.

Now just scrub gentle, please.

My skin is as soft as a two-minute egg.

- Well... - And hush up!

I'm trying to think of what I'm gonna do next

to get them Dukes off of their land.

- Wait a minute. Wait. - What?

Where's my duck?

You know I can't bathe and think at the same time

without my little duck.

He was floating around a while ago. Let's see if I can find it.

Yeah, you should probably poke around here..

- There it is! Let go. - I got it. I got it.

- Let go! Let go! - I got it..

- You broke it. - Uh-oh.

Look at that!

- You broke my duck. - Well..

How am I supposed to think with a broken duck?

Listen, would it make you happy if I went "Quack, quack?"

It might. I'll tell you what would make me happier.

What?

You just flap your wings and fly out of here.

You know something, brother?

I'll bet this here horse belongs to that fella

we just met a little while ago.

- It's him, alright. - Figured as much.

This here envelope in the saddlebag says, "Mr. Hank Duke."

Let's go show this to Hogg.

Sure looks like Hank's gonna find out about the James boys

long before Joe can get to Sleepy City to warn him.

Alright, now I'm feeling better...

Yeah, me too...

- Say, how about a little game? - I don't mind if I do.

- Uh, ten cents a ball? - That much, huh?

- Yeah, you break! - I'll break it.

- Yeah, a little chalk here. - Yeah, go ahead.

Oh! Don't know your own strength, huh?

Alright, come on. Come on, come on, come on.

Alright.

I'm a little handicapped here.

This cue stick's as crooked as a prairie dog's hind leg.

No excuses. Come on, shoot.

Sheriff!

D'oh!

Rufus, you dimwitted, lame brained, half-developed...

Well, it ain't my fault!

These hombrescome bargin' in here

when I was just getting ready to shoot.

Yeah, you're right. It ain't your fault.

Who do you think you are come bargin' in without knocking?

Well, I'll tell you who they are.

They're a couple of lily-livered lowlife, sod busting idiots.

That I hired to do a little job

of stopping one Duke on a stagecoach

and they couldn't do that. You know something?

You know what I ought to do?

You ought to what?

I ought to ask, what happened out there?

Well, they kinda took us by surprise.

What do you mean by "they"?

There was only one Duke on that stage.

There was one in the bushes, and he got the drop on us.

He's outside in your bar right now. Name's Hank Duke.

- Hank Duke. - Hank Duke.

Hell, hell, don't worry about Hank Duke.

Because I'll whip him and flip him.

I mean, I'll wine him and dine him.

- I'll slick him and stick... - Just, just..

- Just put that gun away. - I'll just p...

Now!

Argh!

Sorry about that, hair trigger.

You mean "harebrained," don't you?

Don't ever take that gun out of the holster again. You hear me?

You listen to Mr. Hogg. We'll take care of Mr. Duke.

- We got a score to settle. - And that other one, too.

I've said it once, I've said it 1000 times.

I don't want no gunplay. I use brains... not bullets.

Alright, now listen and listen good.

'We're gonna get rid of this Hank Duke.'

But we're gonna do it legal-like.

Yeah, we're gonna do it... How we gonna do that?

'I'll tell you how.'

What's the worst crime a man can commit here?

I don't know, probably bank robbin'.

I take that back. It's murder by bushwhackin' in the back.

- Huh? - No, no, drinkin' and riding.

- Wrong, wrong, and wrong again. - Double wrong.

I'm talking about horse thieving.

He can't be horse thievin'. The guy's in the bar.

They don't allow horses in the saloon.

Well, he's got a horse hitched up outside, don't he?

And... he's got a cousin, too

who might just be helping him steal them horses

and rustle that cattle and who knows what else.

Alright, come on. The sheriff and me..

We'll go set up this Hank Duke.

Mean time..

You boys get out and make sure he stays inside the saloon.

Huh? Oh.

You gonna let Hogg run the show, Jesse?

I'm just letting him bury himself.

Come on, honey.

I think it's time you had a drink with a real man.

As if you'd know where to find one.

Unhand that lady.

Your manners ain't improved since the last time I seen you.

Seems to me you're getting a little hot

under the collar there, friend.

You need something to cool you off.

Aah!

You gentlemen, uh, care to make it two against two?

My pleasure.

- Ready to change partners? - I thought you'd never ask.

Oh!

'Come on, sheriff. Hey, hey, wait a minute.'

Wait a minute. Hold everything.

Alright, you done this. Now do your duty.

Sheriff, these are the men right here they're responsible for it.

Oh, hush up, gal.

I wanna know, first of all..

Whose horse that is hitched up out front?

I'm talking about the brown gelding

with the brown saddlebag.

I guess you're talking about mine. Why?

Well, it seems that the horse under that particular saddlebag

belongs to Mr. Hogg here.

So I'm gonna arrest you for horse thieving.

I don't think so. That's my horse.

He's bought and paid for.

Not with my brand on him, he ain't.

Alright, sheriff, take him away.

And while you're at it

I want you to arrest that one too

suspected of being his accomplice.

Alright, make one move and you'll make my day.

Alright, hand over those...

Get your hands off of me!

'Get this tub of lard off of me.'

'I'll tear you apart, Duke.'

'Get out of my way, fat man!'

'Let's see what we've got here.'

We got this one! Get the other one!

Don't let him get away!

- He's as good as got! - Good.

Why don't we go for the money, Jesse?

Let's forget about them Dukes.

Because I don't rest until I put both them Dukes

in the cold, cold ground, and then we get the money

Hyah!

Joe planned to get out of Sleepy City

then double back to help Hank.

The James boys were on him like flies on apple butter.

Now, friends, if I had Frank and Jesse James shootin' at me

I don't think I'd stop and pose for 'em.

Whoa.

We're gonna let him et away, Jesse?

Aw, to hell with him.

Let's go get some dynamite..

And blow that safe in Hogg's saloon.

Hyah!

You and your two-bit sheriff ain't gonna get away with this.

Well! Maybe, we will, Mr. Duke and maybe we won't.

But anyhow, justice must be served..

Horse thieving is about the worst crime a man can commit.

- Ain't that true, sheriff? - Right, it's the worst.

I mean, chickens are bad

but horse stealing, that's a real no-no.

It's the worst. Come on!

- Come on! Come on! Come on! - Well, I'm coming.

- These boots are killing.. - Let's get..

- Oh, would you look at this? - Well.

The wheel's about to come off.

- Well, it came off. - Oh! It did, alright...

I'll go down to Jeeter and get this thing fixed.

No, never mind about that.

I gotta get this thing done with.

We'll take this wagon. Come on! Get in there.

Alright! Let's get in there.

Let's just mount up here. Here you go, right there.

- Alright. - Come on! Come on! Let's go.

- Where are we going? - We're going to the Duke farm.

- Ah, Duke farm. - To get their land.

- Get their land? - Well, of course.

Why do you think I had Hank Duke arrested for thieving?

Wait! Let me guess. Put him in prison?

- Wrong, you numbskull. - Put him on a chain...

No! No, so I could get Jeremiah Duke

to sign over his land, to save Hank Duke from going to prison.

Well, I'd have got it if you gave me another guess.

That's a brilliant idea. I wish I had thought of that.

Yeah! Well, you didn't because you need brains to start with.

So go on, giddy up them horses. Come on.

Giddy up, horsy. Come on.

'Come on, don't take all night.'

Well, it's that left-hand one there.

- Alright! - He's a little lazy sometimes.

- Off to the Duke farm. - Off to the Duke farm.

- Dixie! - Hey, hey!

- Girl, we gotta talk. - I know.

Well, the bartender's out back.

Hogg framed you and Hank real good and proper, didn't he?

Yeah, he sure as heck did.

I gotta figure a way of getting Hank out

if I have to blast him out.

I don't think you need to do that.

Come here and sit down.

I just found out that this saloon supplies the prisoners

with their meals. So, I thought...

While Dixie and Joe was working a plan to free Hank from jail

Thadius and the sheriff was giving Jeremiah and Jenny

the sad news about their nephew, Hank.

You framed him real good, didn't you, Thadius?

Jeremiah, you know I wouldn't do a thing like that.

The fact is, Hank Duke could go to jail for life..

If a necktie party don't get him first.

'That's why I rode out here with the sheriff.'

Out of my concern for you people.

- You're all heart. - I just wanna help.

And there is a chance... that we could get Hank Duke out of jail.

And then, both him and that other one Joe out of Sleep City.

Well, how?

By your signing over this farmland... to yours truly.

This is compliments of the Golden Palace Saloon.

Careful, it's hot.

Much obliged, ma'am.

Much obliged.

The plan to free Hank was set into motion.

Trouble was, nobody had told Jeremiah or Jenny.

Jenny! Jenny, now... don't you cry.

We're not gonna let them hurt one hair on that boy's head.

'We're gonna look out for him.'

We love this place, but..

It's not worth getting anyone hurt over.

- You win, Thadius. - Excellent.

Now, I got that note of transfer right here... for you to sign.

That's not important.

How do I know you're gonna keep your word?

Well, I got that on paper, too.

Here it is. Dropping all charges against Hank Duke

and guaranteeing both your nephews safe conduct home.

Alright, I'll sign mine... and you sign yours..

And we'll sign at the same time.

That's the idea.

Now! As soon as I get this in my safe

well, I'll see to your nephew's release.

Come on, sheriff.

Deputy.

Hey, deputy!

I'd like to check out of this here establishment.

Hank is certainly taking his time, huh?

Hope he gets out of there before the sheriff returns.

Hank didn't have much trouble getting out.

It was outside that trouble was waiting.

What with the James boys back in town

to blow the safe at Hogg's office.

Whoa.

Hey, hey, looks like jail food agrees with you.

Much obliged for the use of horses, Jeeter.

- Been a pleasure meetin' you. - It was the least I could do.

Well, that sounded like dynamite.

- Came from the saloon. - That can only mean one thing.

- Somebody blew the safe. - Well, good luck to them.

It ain't our concern if Hogg's saloon gets robbed.

Hold on a second, that don't belong to Hogg.

It's going to a bank in Atlanta.

In that case, we better look into it.

I guess, I'm in.

I ain't been in a good scrap since Second Bull Run.

Keep us covered and we'll check out

the roofs on the other side there.

Drop your guns and raise your hands. You're covered.

What do you think you're doing?

Shoot at us, and they're dead men.

You know, I reckon the idea of fair play

came along a little later.

I'd round up a posse but there ain't nobody left in town.

You know, the Dukes always had their own way

about doing everything.

From getting in a car to getting on a horse.

They're right behind us.

I can hear the hoof beats now.

Faster, faster.

Hey Frank, here they come!

Get down! Get down!

Keep your head down.

Yes, sir. Bo Duke and Daisy Duke's grand folks

caught the notorious James brothers.

'"And Thadius was so grateful for saving his life'

'and his money."'

He signed the land and the farm back to us.

- Hey! Oh! My goodness! - Alright! Yeah!

But look! Now, listen to this. "But just to make sure Thadius

"didn't have no change of heart

"Jeremiah hid the deed where nobody would ever find it."

Where'd he hide it, Uncle Jesse?

"He buried it at the... doorway to Hades

"filled with stones that only the likes of the James boys

would crawl under."

Well, that don't make sense.

- No, sir, it don't. - It's some sort of riddle.

She's giving us the clues.

If it's a riddle, I'm stumped.

Doorway to Hades?

Now where the heck do you suppose that is?

Same place as the Pearly Gates.

- A cemetery. - You got it!

But which cemetery?

"Filled with stones only the likes of the James boys

would crawl under."

That's gotta be Boot Hill.

- It's gotta be. - Yeah, let's go.

C'mon, c'mon! Warm her up!

Yeah, warm her up and suck her up.

That's it. C'mon, c'mon!

Boss, leave that bulldozer right where it sits.

Wait till we get back and we'll decide who's trespassing?

What're you talking about?

Wait a minute! Wait a minute!

Wonder what made them go off like that.

I don't know, but they got something cooking in their oven.

- C'mon we gotta grab 'em! - Oh, yeah!

- Take the lid out! - Hot pursuit!

C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon!

Don't let 'em get away too long!

C'mon, after 'em! After 'em!

Boot Hill..

Right here's where they buried all the horse thieves

and bank robbers.

Anybody bring a shovel?

C'mon, step on it, will ya?

There's nothing out this way except Boot Hill.

- I knew that, aha! - They're up to something.

Right! C'mon, c'mon, c'mon!

'Wait a minute there, wait a minute. C'mon, Rosco!'

I don't know what you two are doing

'but you're destroying private property.'

- Found it. - You found what?

Well, whatever it is, it belongs to Hazzard County.

You hear me?

Maybe this box belongs to you, Boss.

This here paper from Jeremiah says that

The Duke farm belongs to us.

There it is, J.D. Read it and weep.

Listen. I filed a deed, first thing this morning

registering this property.

Unless the one you're holding is filed and registered

your farming land still belong to me.

Well, we'd just have to re-register it, again.

No, you don't. You ain't goin' nowhere.

Rosco, arrest these two! Cooter too!

'For disturbing County property'

and the peace of them resting in peace.

Alright, J.D.

Put out your pretty little arm..

'Help me out with this hat, I can't see!'

C'mon, c'mon! That way!

They'll never catch 'em!

C'mon, c'mon, speed up - It's not getting..

We won't shake 'em this way.

Don't worry about it, I will..

Right around the next bend.

I'm thinking we should check to see how Hogg grain is today.

Go for it!

- How? - How did they do that?

Don't you drive in!

How're they doing?

They're doing just fine.

I think Boss just bottomed all the grain market, though.

Boss and Rosco weren't able to move.

Boss couldn't get his hands on the note

but transferred the property back to the Dukes.

So, Boss had to settle for his monthly mortgage payment

and get off the Duke farm

or be charged with trespassing.

Once again, the Dukes had won out.

I'll just tell ya', them folks in Hazzard, has got themselves

some kind of karma that just keeps on keeping on.