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♪ 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 ♪

♪ 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!'

Y'all remember Hughie Hogg, don't you?

Every time he comes to Hazzard, he's been a disaster.

A personal pestilence, you might say.

I mean, don't nothin' ever go right for the Dukes..

Or Boss or Daisy

or Cooter or Enos or anybody, includin' Hughie.

- This things-a goin' up. - Help! Help!

- Help! Help! - I don't like this.

- We must have whiplash! - Like a giant white yo-yo.

Wait'll you see what I made for dessert.

Oh, I know what I'll have for dessert.

- You! - Here's dessert.

Somebody turn on the lights.

- Hi, Hughie. - Hi.

Hold still.

If you're lookin' for a close shave, buddy

you came to the right place.

How about a kiss?

Oh, no, thanks. I mean, I gotta go.

- No, you don't. - Yes, I do.

I guess sometimes my machoness just scares 'em away. Heh-heh.

We're gonna beat 'em to the bridge. Ha-ha.

The bridge is o-o-o..

Meanwhile, back in Hazzard County

birds were singin'

fish were jumpin' out at the Hazzard Pond

and our soul would be hard put to believe

that trouble was lurkin' in the hills.

He's back.

And being back

he's got nothing but bad in mind for the Dukes.

'Hey, they're puttin' stuff in their car.'

'Hey, hey, oh, hey. They're gettin' in now.'

'Ooh.'

Oh, oh. They're headin' out.

'Oh, there they are, on their way to Hazzard Pond..'

'...like they do every Friday.'

They're headin' out. Destination, Hazzard Pond.

What time is it here? It's 10:14.

They have 47 minutes to deliver the Dukes.

Time, 10:14. You have exactly 47 minutes. Mark.

Mark, 10-4 and out.

Now, I don't know why he's doing that

unless he's trying to cover up the ugly.

- How's it look? - Let's go.

- Hughie, you sure this'll work? - Like a Swiss watch, baby.

I know my Uncle Boss up and down, inside and out.

I know what he thinks before he does.

And I'm gonna get him good this time.

Yeah.

Look around you, Trixie. Just take a good look.

Because in a couple hours, them Dukes will be in jail

and I'm gonna own everythin' and everybody in Hazzard County.

Now, ol' Hughie never lacked for ambition

nor ethics to get in his way.

Let's go. Here we go.

As the General headed toward Hazzard Pond

phase one of Hughie's plan was crankin' up.

Hurry up and yank that wire. They'll be here any minute.

Looks like car trouble up ahead.

- What seems to be the problem? - Danged if I know.

She just quit runnin' on me.

Well, let's take a look at it.

That looks pretty good. Heh-heh.

Let's see, it might be your carburetor.

- The floats get stuck. - Yeah?

'No, it ain't them.'

'Oh, here it is.'

Must've gone over a bump. Your hot wire came off the coil.

'Give it a shot.'

Now, the stuff that that dude's puttin' in the back

would send a team of oxen to sleepy city

in a New York minute.

'Well, sir, that ought to get you where you're goin'.

- Thank you kindly, fellas. - 'You betcha.'

Didn't that fella look kind of familiar?

Yeah, yeah. I was about to say the same thing.

Some sure can't stay on the road very well.

- Hey, come on. - Yeah, okay.

I'm gonna take me a little nap.

- Wake me when we get there. - Okay.

Gosh, we wanna get there in one piece.

You wanna drive?

No, I guess not.

There should be enough time. Let's go get 'em.

I'm ready.

As 'em friends of Hughie's was headed back

towards the General Lee..

Hughie and his lady friend was headin' for Hazzard

to start up his end of the plan.

Get the canister and the fishin' poles.

So far, so good.

Havin' got what they came for..

And I ain't sure yet what that was..

Them dude was headin' for Hazzard

with Bo and Luke layin' down Zs in the back seat.

Meanwhile, Daisy was headin' for Hazzard Pond

lookin' to meet up with them and join them for fishin' fun

havin' no idea that they was out colder than dead mackerels

in the backseat of the car that she was just about to pass.

- What are you slowin' down for? - There's a truck stalled ahead.

- So? - So this is a car, not a plane.

- I can't fly over it. - Go around 'em.

We got a schedule to meet.

Now, meetin' a schedule is one thing.

Meetin' your maker is another.

Now, luckily, Daisy's got the drivin' reflexes

of a ridge runner on an icy road.

Step on it. We got less than 15 minutes to get those guys.

I've gotta slow him down before he hurts somebody.

- A cop. - A cop!

If he stops us, we've blown the whole thing.

Go on, go on. You can make it.

Hey, fellas. Hey, fellas. Come on, now.

Oh, Mr. Postel.

Now, I wouldn't say that, that chicken was scared..

But that was a rooster.

Hm, that's just funny. Rooster's is darker.

'You better get ready. Soon as we get to Hazzard, you're on.'

'I hope you know what you're doing.'

Oh, don't worry. We've rehearsed this thing over a 100 times.

Well, I know that we have

but the trouble is Uncle Boss ain't rehearsed his part.

Things just might not turn out exactly the way you planned.

Oh, trust me.

You just do your part and everythin' will fall into place.

With what I got here in this little box..

I'm gonna own all of Hazzard County

and Uncle Boss, Rosco and them Dukes

who'll go behind bars for 20 years. Ha-ha.

Hughie Hogg, you really are somethin' else.

Yeah. You might say a legend in my own time.

Hughie was runnin' true to style

really taken with his self.

Trouble is, Bo and Luke was taken also

and where to, was yet to be seen.

'Yeah, they're okay.'

That's right, Uncle Jesse.

The General's here but there's no sign of Bo and Luke.

- That just don't make no sense. - 'I know. I called Cooter.'

But they didn't check with him or ask for his tow truck.

I can't figure out where they'd go wanderin' off.

Yeah, well, you stay put. I'll head on over there.

And if you hear anythin', wait. You give me a call.

You bet.

Hey, I'm goin' in now.

So, you get in position in ten minutes

and make sure no one sees ya.

'You go do your thing, I'll do mine.'

Alright.

Now, I sure can't figure what that is that Hughie's carrying.

But one thing's for sure, it's loaded with trouble.

Mmm.

Oh, that was good. Heh-heh.

- Care for a bone? - No, thanks, I already ate.

- Yeah. - Uncle Boss!

As I live and choke..

If it ain't my un-favorite nephew, Hughie Hogg.

My one and only!

- Don't you hug me! - Me either.

Look, look, look. Why, of all the lowdown tricks

you put a mousetrap in your wallet pocket.

Only a rat would do that, especially to his own uncle.

Well, I never did believe much in honesty amongst thieves.

Yeah, well, speakin' of thieves

I thought the last time I kicked you out of town

I told you never to come back.

- Well, I ain't back. - You ain't?

No, no. I just stopped for lunch and needed someone to trust

for an hour or so.

- Someone you could trust? - Yeah.

- Well, with what? - Oh, this box.

Box? You brought this box, did you?

'For goodness' sakes, what's in it?'

Oh, I can't tell you that, Uncle Boss.

And you're gonna leave it with us for safekeepin', right?

Wrong. I wanna leave it with him.

- Who? - Afternoon, Mr. Hughie.

I'm goin' on my lunch hour, sheriff, Mr. Hogg.

Enos, how'd you like to make yourself $100

while on your lunch hour just by watchin' this here box?

A hundred dollars? Just for watching a little ol' box?

Well, possum on a gum bush. Sure thing, Mr. Hughie.

- But that's too much money. - Oh, no, it isn't, Enos.

Just give it to your favorite charity.

Just don't take your eyes off this box till I come back.

There you go.

Yes, sir. Golly. Yes, sir, Mr. Hogg.

- Yeah. - Thank you.

That's that. I'll see you later, Uncle Boss.

- Yeah, but Hughie... - Where, you-you... oh.

Listen, Boss. I wonder what was in that box

that Hughie wouldn't trust us with.

Well, I certainly don't know, but I'll tell you one thing

you can bet your next week's salary, I'm gonna find out.

- That little, huh? - Yeah, come on.

In-n-Out diner?

Deputy Enos Strate callin', for a lunch order to be delivered.

I'll have the catfish and hushpuppies, the collard green...

No, no, no, no, Enos.

Oh, there's to be no food or drink brought onto the premises.

No, see, that's Rule 36 of the Sheriff Manual.

And 37 is you can't get hushpuppy crumbs on the floor

along with the chicken feathers.

But, sheriff, I'm supposed to be guardin' this here box

for Mr. Hughie Hogg, a-and it's on my own time.

Oh, oh, oh, well, that's against Rule 38

which prohibits all kinds of moonlighting. Mmm.

You just better run along and have your lunch.

We'll keep an eye on this here box.

If you say so, Mr. Hogg.

He just said so, you chicken plucker.

Since I didn't earn this would you give it back to Mr. Hogg?

Yeah. I'll be glad to. In fact, I'll invest it for him.

Now, we got rid of dipstick, I'll just take a little peak.

No no no, not here. Not here, you numbskull.

- Back in my office. - Ooh, you're so clever.

'Come on, Rosco. Get in here and help me clean up this..'

'Get them bones outta here. Move it, would you, please?'

- Oh, that's dead. - Put 'em in there.

'Okay, hurry, hurry, hurry, I can't wait.'

- 'Would you hold your horses?' - Well, I just can't wait.

- Oh. - Oh.

- Well, well, well. - Well.

Well, I'd say it's an old oil lamp.

Oh, it's gotta be old.

It probably hasn't been polished in 100 years.

Why was my nephew so concerned about a piece of junk like this?

Boss, it may not be junk. It might even be the real thing.

What? The real thing?

- The real thing. - What's that?

When you were a little fat kid

didn't you read about Aladdin and his lamp?

Listen, I was too busy running a floatin' crap game in school

to do much readin'.

Let me tell you the story.

See, if you rub this lamp, if it's Aladdin's lamp

then the smoke comes out and hits the fan

and then the genie pops out and gives you wishes.

'Oh, that lamp, the one with the genie.'

'Oh, I know, all about that anyhow.'

But you gotta be crazy to believe a fairy tale like that.

- I believe it. - Hmm.

Listen, why don't we just give it a little rub

'a-and we haven't got anythin' to lose?'

You see what it says on the bottom?

- What? - Do not rub.

Cheat.

- What? - Cheat.

- Me? - Mm.

- Cheat? - Mm.

- But just this once. - Oh.

To prove to you there ain't no magic genies inside this thing.

Oh, you.

Now, would you, please? I'm rubbin'.

'For goodness' sake. Oh my, oh my.'

What is this stuff? What's goin' on here?

'Open the window. Yeah, open it.'

What is your wish, master?

Ahh..

I still can't figure why old Bo and Luke

been zonked out for this, but it ain't good.

What is your wish, master?

- My wish? - Boss, she is a genie.

'Just like the one Aladdin had.'

Yeah, well, there ain't no such thing as genies.

Don't make her mad. She can turn you into a warthog.

I don't know how it's done, but it's some kind of a trick.

Oh, this is no trick, master.

'Just wish for something and I'll grant it for you.'

- Prove it to you. - Go ahead, go ahead.

She's made you an offer you can't refuse.

- You've got nothin' to lose. - Well.

'Wish for somethin' that might remove your cares and woes.'

'My cares and woes?'

Uh, or remove some obstacle in your way, maybe.

What obstacle? Yeah, an obstacle.

Maybe a person?

- A person? - Person.

- Or persons. - Oh, persons. Yeah, yeah, yeah.

- The Dukes. The Duke boys. - Oh, yeah.

'Throw 'em Dukes in jail, they'll be out of our hair.'

My hair, from now on.

All you have to do is wish and it'll be done.

Yes, yes. I don't believe any of it, but I wish them Duke boys

was in my jail downstairs this very minute.

It's done.

- Is that it? - That's it.

Just go on down and see for yourself.

Shoot, I'd swallow that one. That woman is dangerous.

Alright, alright.

I'll just prove to you, it's a joke.

- Don't touch nothin'. - She-she..

They went for it.

I'm on my way.

I knew it. I knew it.

And I know what he'll wish for next. Ha-ha.

Of course, it's a joke.

I don't know how it's done or what they're aimin' to do

but look here, I'll prove it..

- Oh! - Well, I'll be.

- 'It's the Dukes.' - 'Yeah.'

Now, maybe you'll believe in Santa Claus

'and the Tooth Fairy'

and the rabbit with the long ears.

Well..

Bo Duke! Luke Duke!

Boss.

What are we doin' in jail?

- You mean, you don't know? - Of course not.

No, we was goin', aw..

We was goin' fishin', weren't we?

Yeah, we was going fishin'.

Next thing we know, we find ourselves in here.

See? It's just like the genie said.

Genie who?

It's not a Genie who, it's a genie her.

- She's got the... - Da da da da da da da.

- It's none of their business. - No, it ain't your business.

It's too our business, to know why we're here..

You'll find out when I'm ready to tell you.

Wait a minute. You're chokin'.

Hey, we got rights!

Don't we?

Not here. Does your head hurt?

See, now do you believe me?

You saw it with your own fat little eyeballs.

Those Duke boys are in jail.

I saw it, I saw it, I saw it.

I'll tell you, I still don't believe it.

- It's just too good to be true. - I know, I know.

Uh, Genie.

Uh-oh, where'd she go?

- I know where she is. - Where? Where?

She's crawled back into that lamp to sneak a little snooze.

She's probably wore herself to a nub on that last wish, see.

You gotta rub that sucker to get a new wish.

- A new wish, huh? - Yeah.

- New wish. - New wish.

Boy, it sure is weird.

Goin' fishin' one minute and wake up in jail the next.

And what the heck was Rosco talkin' about?

I don't know.

Feels like the mornin' after the night before, don't it?

Yeah, I know what you mean.

Well, we ain't gonna find out nothin' sittin' in here.

It's nice of them to leave us our fishin' poles.

'Yeah, what the heck we gonna catch here?'

Keys.

What?

- Hey, that's a good idea. - Can't believe they left them.

- Can you get it? - I'll give her a try.

Rosco..

I'm beginning to believe.

- The Dukes are in jail. - They are in jail.

- The genie's in the lamp. - She's in the lamp.

Now, rub her and get another wish.

- Oh, another wish. - Another wish.

'What'll I wish for? Oh, ho, let me think.'

Uncle Jesse, there is nothin' missin'

except for Bo and Luke and their fishin' poles.

Only thing I did find was these here tire tracks.

They look fresh too.

You reckon they got anything to do with them disappearin'?

I don't know, but I sure don't like it.

Let's take the pickup, go into town

see if Rosco knows anything about this.

Maybe he's heard somethin' or seen somebody.

Okay.

As Jesse and Daisy headed for Hazzard

Bo and Luke was just about bustin' out of jail.

Come on. Drinking too much coffee.

'Luke, you done this enough times.'

'You ought to be good at it by now.'

Alright, you got it.

- Be careful. - Got it.

- Bring it in here. - Come on back.

- Don't bounce me. - I won't.

- Bring it in here. - It's coming.

Alright.

- Got it? - Alright.

Aah!

- Shoot. Son of a gun. - Can you reach 'em?

I think so.

Boss, would you go ahead and make a wish?

- I'm not ready. - Well...

I'm still thinkin'.

If you're gonna take so long, let me wish.

Wait a minute. That's my nephew's lamp.

I'll do all the wishing. I'm his uncle.

Well, get on with it. There's a thousand things to wish for.

I know there are.

No matter how hard I think I can only come up with one thing.

- What? - Money.

Money.

Did I call it or did I call it?

Alright, Trixie. Get ready now.

'Come on, keys.'

- 'There we go.' - 'Bingo.'

Shoot. Better come back for these, huh?

Yep.

- Nice work. - Thank you.

How do you know which key it is every time?

It's the big one with a little skull on it.

- I wish... - Wait, wait, wait.

What, what, what?

Don't call her out of there, yet.

Oh, you 'fraidy cat.

Okay.

I wish for a barrel full of money. Ha-ha.

Hey, wait a minute.

Huh? Where's my genie?

Oh, you know what? I think she's too pooped to puff.

Huh?

Who is it?

Listen, Enos..

'What is it? Did you..'

Boss, your money's here.

Oh, oh, oh. Ha-ha.

My money's here. My money's here.

A whole trunk full of money.

'I thought you asked for a barrel.'

'Oh, who cares.'

'Oh, look at these!'

'Dragoons, dubloons.'

- What's Boss so happy about? - I don't know.

- Why don't we go listen? - Wonder what the heck...

Let's go listen outside. It's safer.

Alright.

'How did they get out?'

I don't know, but they did.

Look. I don't care how, but go get 'em and keep 'em away.

I figure Uncle Boss is just about primed for the big finale.

Alright, now go!

When Hughie tells his goons he don't care what they do..

Somebody is in trouble.

I got a whole trunk full of money!

With that lamp of Hughie's there ain't nothing I can't have now.

What the heck you suppose that's all about?

I don't know, but if Hughie's involved

that means trouble with a capital T.

You got that right.

Okay, boys.

Climb on down real slow.

Unless you don't wanna see your next birthday.

I thought he looked familiar.

Them two ain't never far behind Hughie.

'Let's go. Move it.'

'Trunk full of money!'

Put your hands down, just act real natural and start walkin'.

You got it.

- Uncle Jesse. - I see 'em.

Sit tight.

Who's that?

One thing about them Dukes.

They got their timin' down pretty good.

Careful.

You boys just took ten years off my life.

- Yeah. - Alright.

Whoo!

Nice job. Thanks a lot. We needed the lift.

Hughie, they got away, but we're still after 'em. Over.

You get 'em, you hear? We can't let 'em get away.

No time to waste. Alright.

You start the phone calls in ten minutes.

And get out of that costume.

Can you hear that?

Sounds like the Cannonball headed for Atlanta.

Yeah, we're gonna have to hustle to beat 'em.

- Dang thing's right on time. - Sure is.

Yeah, shoot.

- We got 'em now. - Yeah.

- Hang on. - Uncle Jesse.

You ain't gonna try and jump it?

Of course, I am.

- I taught you how, didn't I? - Uncle Jesse.

Well, if you gotta do that..

It's best to be ridin' with the man who taught 'em how.

- Yeah. - Wow!

Dang it!

- 'How did they do that?' - 'I don't know.'

Man, oh, man.

Just hang on, y'all. We still got a problem.

We got no problem. We lost 'em.

Yeah, well, we still don't know what's goin' on and they do.

What do you figure we do? Stop, get out and ask 'em?

There's gotta be a way to get the drop on 'em.

Do you know where the General is?

Sure, that's where we decided you two were missing.

I bet they'll follow us there.

Yeah, there's still one problem, though.

They got guns. We don't.

I got a couple of sticks of dynamite

in the back for blowing stumps.

I bet there's some arrows with the bows in the back of General.

All we gotta do is get there first.

Well, you just gonna sit here?

Where am I goin'? They're gone.

We've blown it!

You know..

Hughie says those boys never get too far away from their car.

I bet they're headed back to where we left it.

- Let's go see. - I hope you're right.

One hundred thousand seven hundred.

One hundred thousand eight hundred.

One hundred thousand nine hundred.

- Must be $250,000 in there. - Yeah, two hundred thousand.

'Looks to me like somebody hit the jackpot.'

Hughie Hogg, listen, I don't recall givin' you permission

into my office without knockin' first.

And I don't recall leavin' this lamp of mine in your care.

Oh, yeah, the lamp, the lamp. Oh.

Well, yeah, we did open the box.

- Oh, yeah. - Shame, shame on us.

Listen, alright, alright, forget all that.

- Let's get down to business. - Yeah.

I'll give you $1000 for the lamp.

It ain't for sale, Uncle Boss.

- 'Okay, I'll give you $5000.' - 'I'll give you ten.'

- Twenty thousand. - Thirty thousand.

Forty thousand. Fifty thousand.

Bag of dragoons!

They gotta be around here somewhere. There's the pickup.

Yeah, but where?

You guys don't want the next one closer.

You lay right where you are and throw them guns away.

Alright.

Now that we got your guns and your attention

why don't you tell us what's going on?

Ain't got the foggiest idea what you're talking about.

Luke, it don't look like they're gonna do much talking, does it?

- What about the snake pit? - Snakes?

Yeah, that's a good idea. That's a real good idea.

There's a shovel and some sacks in the pickup.

There's gotta be a couple of rattlers in 'em rocks.

Rattlers?

Hey, listen, you fellas better talk. They're serious.

Wait a minute. Okay, you made your point.

As them baddies started gushing like a couple of oil wells

spillin' all they knew about Hughie's scam

to get Boss to sign over everything

that he owned in Hazzard County

Boss was gettin' suckered faster than a country bumpkin

at a city carnival.

Look, Hughie, make it a cool $100,000 cold cash.

Uncle Boss, $100,000 wouldn't buy the handle on this lamp.

Oh, good grief. What a spoilsport.

J.D. Hogg speaking.

'This is the long distance operator calling.'

I have a call from Mexico City for a Mr. Hughie Hogg.

It's for you.

Hughie Hogg here.

Oh, Senor Valdez.

Say hello from Rosco.

Uh, a million dollars for the lamp?

No, you gonna have to do better than that.

- Million dollars! - Million? That's too much.

Hughie, Hughie, listen. Don't take that call.

You ain't gonna sell that lamp to no foreigner, are you?

A complete stranger to you and ain't related in any way

shape or form, like your Uncle Boss is?

Well, maybe.

I can't believe Boss would buy a story

about a genie in a magic lamp.

Honey, when you're that greedy, smarts goes out the window.

- That ought to hold 'em. - You got 'em?

- Have a nice ride, gentlemen. - Yeah.

Now, Hughie, now that you're real comfortable will you please

tell me what exactly you'll take for this here lamp?

Forget it, Uncle Boss.

It would take everythin' you own.

Everything!

I said it once. I will not say it again.

Alright.

- What? - What?

I said it once. I can't say it again.

Ooh.

Are you sure? The whole works?

The bank, the Boars Nest, the house, everything?

I'm sure.

Go on, go on. Draw up the transaction.

Yes, sir. I'll be right back.

Boss. You can't give away everythin'. You can't mean it.

- Oh, no? - No.

- Of course, I mean it. - You do?

Trouble with you, Rosco, is, you ain't got no imagination.

- I don't? - Don't you get it?

Once I get my hands on that lamp

I'll just wish back everything I give away.

Oh, that's clever.

- And then.. - And then?

Oh, yeah, then, then..

I'll just wish for all of Hazzard County.

Yeah, and then I'll wish for all of the state.

- All the state. - And then the whole country.

- The country? - Maybe... the world.

Now, where would he put it?

Now, if the Dukes don't get to Hazzard soon

they're gonna be lookin' through iron bars.

Hello.

Well, that sure didn't take you very long.

Well, doesn't take very long to write the word "everything."

- Oh, yeah. Everything. - Yeah, everything.

- Give me a pen. - Here you are.

Sign right there, and you bought yourself this lamp.

- I'll sign. I'll sign. - He'll sign.

- Give me room. - Give him room.

I'll move this right- The fish is in there.

Coming this way.

Get that piddly..

Hughie?

- Alright, Hughie, get out. - Alright.

Now where the heck is Hughie?

Your two pals told us everything

so let's not waste any time.

Where's he at?

He's in his uncle's office.

Come on. You've got one more appearance to make.

Come on.

Nice and easy there. There you go.

- Come on. - Just right on over there.

There you go.

Come on, y'all.

Just get on up the stairs there.

What are you wasting time for? Let's go.

- J.D. Hogg. - With two G's.

- There you are. - Yeah.

Everything.

Now rub it and get a... what?

- Wait a minute. Wait a minute. - What?

How did you Dukes get out of jail?

Oh, forget about them. Look.

They got my genie, and they took off her clothes.

- Boss, your genie's a fake. - She's just as phony as Hughie.

Along with that magic lamp he hoodwinked you with, Boss.

I hope you had sense enough not to sign anything, J.D.

- Well, he.. - Oh, no!

Hughie, give me back that paper you no-good, cheating lowlife.

I'll give back nothing, Uncle Boss.

You signed it, and I got you good this time.

Yeah, alright, alright.

But listen, it ain't legal until it's registered

at the state title office in Capitol City.

Rosco, arrest Hughie Hogg for fraud.

That's right. I'm gonna cuff you and stuff you.

I'm gonna grip you and whip you.

- You'll do nothin'. - And I ain't gonna do nothin'.

I own this town now. I'm the new commissioner.

Trixie, get his gun, and untie my sheriff

and my deputy.

You gotta be out of your mind thinking you'll get away.

- Yeah. - Ha-ha, who'll stop me?

Seein' that Daisy and Jesse will be doin' some time in jail

for assaulting my two peace officers

and you and Bo for breakin' probation?

Breaking probation? We didn't break no probation.

Oh, no? Consorting with Uncle Boss and Rosco

who were dealing with counterfeit money?

Wait a minute!

You mean, all this money is counterfeit?

You think I'd trust you with real money?

You mean my golden dragoons aren't and ain't worth..

- They ain't worth nothin'? - No. I'm off to Capitol City.

And when I get back, I'll own all of Hazzard County.

Hey, you know what to do with them, and I'll see you later.

No, wait a minute. Wait a minute, here.

Don't point that at me. Watch it, will you?

- Come on. Let's go. - Listen, you know, I'm serious.

- 'Alright.' - 'Wait a minute!'

Don't push me like that. I mean, how dare you?

- Let's go. - Don't point that at me.

You three in here together.

- Come on, go on in, fellas. - 'I'm goin', alright.'

Hold it!

- Not you, Bo. - Nice work, Daisy.

- You got it under control? - Yeah.

Y'all go catch Hughie, huh?

- Alright. - Yeah.

- Come on, go get him. - Alright, no funny business.

Get in there. I mean now. Move!

Then let us out.

- You get in there. - I'm not foolin' with you.

Now let us out, Daisy.

Now, let me tell you

I don't really clutch up until Daisy gets in trouble.

'Wait a minute! Hold it.'

Daisy, give it to him, you won't get hurt.

Alright, now, Daisy, it's your turn.

- Oh. - Oh.

'Oh, Daisy, don't let 'em do it.'

Take care of yourself, Trix. Let's go.

Now, listen, you're makin' a big mistake, you little heifer.

Listen.

Let's go.

- Let's go. - Where're the keys?

- Uh, ah, shoot. - Come on.

- I'm sorry, Uncle Jesse. - Daisy, you did good.

At least now, maybe Bo and Luke can catch up with Hughie.

Be careful now. There's people around here.

Yeah, I see it.

'Whoa, whoa hang on.'

- Watch the ladder. - I'm going right through it.

Even if this is one time that Boss and Rosco

might want to pitch in and help the Dukes

they couldn't if they wanted to.

- Oh, little fat buddy. - Oh, yeah?

It was all because of you and your dumb fairy tales.

- Me. - J.D., don't blame Rosco.

It's your greed that got us into this thing.

What we gotta do is quit blamin' each other

and find a way out of here.

They're sure hangin' in there.

Stickin' to us like flies on a pest strip.

- They're shootin' at us. - You expect 'em to throw darts?

Get me closer.

Hang on.

Shoot.

Go for the tires.

Whoa.

- Alright. - Hey, you were right. Alright.

Now, them fellas has their faults... but they are colorful.

I'm never riding with you again.

Great. That was a lot of fun, but Hughie's probably

halfway to Capitol City with them papers by now.

If we cut across Willow Creek, we can probably cut him off.

- It's worth a try. - Hang on.

Now, Bo was right.

Hughie was about halfway to Capitol City.

But Luke was right too..

Takin' the shortcuts that he was takin'.

Nice drivin', brother.

- There he is. - He sure is.

Hey, Luke, he's goin' up Conn Road, why?

He sure is. I guess he don't know no better.

We better stop him. You know that road...

Yeah, I know.

You see, Hughie don't know

that there ain't no road at the end of the road.

But he does now.

'Help!'

- 'Help. Help, boys.' - Hughie, stay right there.

Don't move.

H-H-Help!

It was a long way down and the Dukes was racin' against time

and a gust that could tip that van over the side.

'I'll give you anything, boys. The genie, the money, the van..'

my-my boys.

'Oh! A-a-anything. Wh-what do you want?'

'I-I can't fly.'

We have to tie it off to something.

- General Lee. We got some rope. - Alright, I'll hold on to it.

- Hughie, don't worry about it. - Sit tight. Take it easy.

'Hughie. Hughie, lean back.'

'I'm falling! I'm too young to die!'

- You'd better hurry! - 'Get help.'

'Oh, I know this is the end for me.'

Don't let me go. I'm too young!

Alright, get it in there.

Come on. I'll give you anythin' you want.

This thing's too heavy. It's gonna fall.

'Luke's gonna try with the General.'

- 'Pull on it.' - 'We'll pull you back.'

'It ain't movin'. It ain't movin'.'

'It ain't movin'. Oh-h-h.'

'It ain't movin' at all. Please.'

- 'I'm dead meat. Get me.' - Gonna have to go in after him.

Hang on, Bo.

'Help! Help me!'

'I'm too young to die.'

I can't move.

Hughie, come on, let's go.

That rope's starting to go.

- Help me! - Hughie, come on.

Come on, Hughie, dang it all!

Here, Luke, give me your hand.

Pull him.

Whoa!

Boy, that was close.

- Close enough. - You alright?

- Yeah, yeah. - Come on.

We got business to finish.

Well, all's well that ends well.

The Dukes got Hughie and that letter

Boss had signed, back to Hazzard.

Hughie Hogg, even though you just seen me thank the Dukes

for savin' your life

that don't mean I ever wanna see your schemin', smirkin' face

in Hazzard, ever again.

Enos is gonna escort you and your gang to the county line.

- Go on, do it, do it. - Yes, sir.

And when you get there, I want you to take off!

I don't want you to set foot in Hazzard County ever again.

And this time, I mean it!

I just feel lucky you didn't throw me in jail.

- I just feel so grateful. - Grateful? Grateful? Grateful?

Don't be grateful. Just be gone!

Hughie was sent packin' without charges being placed.

Boss being ashamed to let anybody know

what a dang fool he had been, believin' in genies

and Aladdin's lamp.

Well, Jesse, I'm sorry all this happened.

It was all my nephew's fault, don't you know?

There's one other little..

Of course, the Dukes knew..

And they insisted that to keep their lips sealed

Boss would have to make a sizeable donation

to the Hazzard Orphanage.

My idea in the first place, anyhow.

- What'cha doing? - Give that a little rub.

This thing don't mean nothin' now, you know.

- Well, let me just.. - Wait a minute.

Oh, no!

- Ooh, oh. - Oh. Oh.

Well, in Hazzard County, you never know.