Yee-haw!
The men around Hazzard
take pride in their cooking...
their women and their cars.
And old Coy and Vance Duke
are about the best drivers around.
They have to be to
keep up with Daisy...
- a real double thr*at.
- What's with you, fellas?
I thought you'd give
me some competition.
And she can cook too.
We've been taking it
easy on you, little cuz.
Wait till we get
back on level ground.
Where is he gonna
find that in Hazzard?
Yeah, yeah, you remember
there's a yellow flag on Old Mill Road.
Remember our bet, fellas.
Loser cooks breakfast
and does dishes for a week.
Them boys better get
moving. They cook bad.
How-some-ever, I
got a feeling that there
ain't nobody
gonna win this race.
Oh, you're right,
Flash. We got a live one.
We got her, Flash. Daisy
Duke. Naughty, naughty.
- We got you this time.
- Alright, Rosco. What is it?
You were speeding, that's what.
You call miles
an hour speeding?
Well, it is if you're in a
-mile-an-hour zone.
Obviously, you didn't see
that white sign back there.
I just passed that sign, Rosco,
and it was miles an hour.
- Do tell.
- You're not gonna get away.
I'm taking you to court.
I'm gonna get a jury trial...
and everybody's gonna
know what you've done here.
That's tough because you're
have to go with me till then.
You gotta raise bail.
Now, in Hazzard County,
even a friendly race
takes second place...
to somebody having trouble.
- You fellas need any help?
- No, thanks. We'll manage.
Not like that it won't.
Let me give you a hand.
I said, we'll manage.
Well, sorry. We was just
trying to help. Come on, Coy.
That's what we get for
trying to be a good samaritan.
No way we gonna b*at Daisy
now. A week of fixing breakfast...
and washing them dishes.
That ain't all we gotta
worry about. I saw a g*n...
- on the front seat.
- You're kidding.
You dipsticks, on your feet.
We got a prisoner to lock up.
- Daisy!
- What'd you do to get arrested?
Oh, Rosco suckered me
into one of his speed traps.
- I don't aim to be here long.
- Oh, see, naughty, naughty.
We haven't locked you
up, and already you're
planning to escape. Listen,
Daisy, you're gonna have
to stay in jail until
you pay your bail
and that's gonna be a toughie
because it's a code-one bail.
Code-one? Come on, Rosco.
That's a little steep, isn't it?
Yes, sir. She don't
make no trouble, sheriff.
Why not? She's a Duke,
isn't she? Just hush.
I gotta get back to
my speed trap... Duty.
I gotta catch some more
suckers. I love it. I love it.
Okay. You can tell her we're
ready to take our medicine.
Who "her," and what "medicine?"
Daisy. Didn't she tell
you about the race?
How could she tell me anything?
I ain't seen her since
you all left this morning.
That don't make sense.
She had us whipped good.
Think maybe she had an accident?
Bo Peep to Lost Sheep,
you got your ears on?
Daisy, this is Vance.
Daisy, honey, where are you?
Come back, sugar. We're
starting to get worried.
Breaker. Lost Sheep, this is
Crazy Cooter coming at you.
Glad y'all got your ears on,
I've been trying to reach you.
Listen up now, I've
got some bad news.
Rosco's done trumped up
something on Daisy and...
- has got her in the slammer.
- You sure about that?
Sure as I can be, seen
it with my own eyes.
I'll gonna run out to Old Mill
Road and pick up her Jeep.
Somebody better get
down there and spring her.
Okay, thanks, Cooter.
We'll handle it. I'm gone.
Wonder what
Rosco run her in for?
Well, it don't make no
difference. She's innocent.
We gotta bail her out.
You fellas get on into town...
- and I'll get my tax money.
- Yes, sir.
Dagblast it. What
are they doing?
Never heard of such
a thing. Oh, my...
While the boys and Jesse
was rushing to spring Daisy...
Boss was meeting with them
dudes with the hidden g*n.
Alright, alright, alright.
It's about time
you boys got here.
I mean, I've been waiting
for you over an hour.
And I didn't bring nothing
to eat with me neither.
Ain't our fault. You told us
to sneak in by the back roads.
That was because nobody was
supposed to see you on your way.
-'Nobody did, did they?'
-No.
- Good.
- Except a couple of do-gooders.
They're driving an orange
car with number on the door.
Dagblast it! Them
there's Duke boys!
They're the last ones in Hazzard
County I wanted to spot you.
Now, you don't have to worry
about them or anybody else...
if this job's as easy
as you say it is.
It'll be a lot easier than that.
It's in this jewelry store I
own in the middle of Hazzard.
Across the street. This sucker
sold my Lulu some fake jewelry.
Nobody in Hazzard
steals unless I say so.
I could pick that safe in
seconds blindfolded.
What kind of security
are we up against?
You know something? That
jeweler's got more money...
invested in burglar alarms...
than he's got in his
very own jewelry.
Then how do you figure this
job's gonna be a pushover?
It's on account of...
he forgot to put a burglar alarm
on the door leading
to the basement.
A little oversight. And
that's exactly the door
you boys will be coming in.
And how do you think
we're gonna get there?
You did notice that old
manhole there, didn't you?
It leads right down
to an old sewer line...
that runs right in front
of that very basement.
All you gotta do is tunnel in
and clean that sucker out...
before he notices
anything is missing.
- What about the local law?
- Sheriff Rosco P. Coltrane?
Well, normally,
he'd be in for a cut.
But steer clear of him 'cause
I'm leaving him out of this one.
It's gonna be all mine.
That is, yours and mine.
Good girl, Flash.
We got another one.
I'm telling you, this
speed trap's paying off
like a jackpot.
Oh, good grief. Miz Tisdale.
Miz Tisdale, you're not to do
wheelies in front of an officer.
Got a special delivery
for you, Rosco.
I figured I'd catch you
here at the new speed trap.
Oh, well, good.
First you have to show
me your ID, sheriff.
Oh, good grief. You know
doggone well who I am.
There. Oh, yeah.
Oh, thank you. I appreciate it.
See, it's from the Lawman
of the Year Committee.
I been nominated
Lawman of the Year.
What darn fool would've
done something like that?
Me. I nominated myself.
Says here they'll send an
observer incognito to watch...
and observe me in action.
Takes an honest
citizen to be sheriff.
Oh, I know.
Suppose that observer
don't cotton to this speed trap?
Well, it isn't my speed trap.
That's Boss Hogg's speed trap.
And as the next
Lawman of the Year...
I'm not gonna stand for
any more of his schemes.
In fact, first thing I'm
gonna do is go back and let...
that sweet Daisy
out of the pokey.
Flash, is gonna
be so proud of me.
Good day to you, Miz Tisdale.
Get you anything else to
make you more comfortable?
Some coffee, a pillow?
You like me to run and get some
doughnuts? They're mighty good.
Oh, fellas, the
flowers, the ice cream...
and the berry pie were
just perfect. Thank you.
- Hey, baby.
- Uncle Jesse. Hey, fellas.
Alright. Open up and let her go.
We can't do that.
Rosco's orders.
Sorry, Vance, but you
gotta make her bail first.
We got her right here,
$ , just like always.
It just ain't enough.
I'm sorry about it.
I'm afraid you're about
$ short this time.
Are you fellas running on all
four? It's always been $ ...
ever since I can remember.
Uncle Jesse, don't blame them.
Now I know what Rosco
meant by that code-one bail.
Five hundred dollars.
It don't look like my tax
money's gonna be enough.
Alright. What's going on?
I'll tell you what's
going on here.
Uncle Jesse can't
raise $ bail.
Can't any of you dipsticks
ever get anything straight?
It's not $ .
It's $ .
Which I'm suspending
right now. Okay?
Come on out.
Rosco, you're
suspending bail on a Duke?
That's right.
- I don't believe this.
- Makes four of us.
- Five.
- Six.
Fess up, Rosco.
What's your angle?
Moi angle? Me, your best
friend, Rosco P. Coltrane?
Never, never, never. All I
ask is if anybody asks you...
you just tell them it's
another day of justice...
and fair play from the
next Lawman of the Year.
Alright, Daisy! How's
that fresh air feel, honey?
Oh, honey, thank you.
Your chariot awaits you,
madam. How's that for timing?
I never thought I'd be
getting out this quick.
Me neither, but I'm sure
grateful you did. Yes, sirree.
I'll ride home with Daisy,
and we'll all meet over there...
- and have us a celebration.
- We'll see you back there.
See you there. Cooter,
you can come on over too.
Alright. Thank you,
sir. See you there.
Hey, cuz, ain't
that our two friends
over there coming
out of Rhuebottom's?
- Yeah.
- I wonder if they're...
still packing that p*stol.
Ain't but one way to
find out. Come on, cuz.
Morning, Coy, Vance.
What can I do for ya?
Them two fellas that just
left, you ever see them before?
Nope. Said they was from
some kind of museum...
fixing to go hunting
Indian artifacts in the hills.
That makes sense.
Folks been digging up
old Indian pots and vases
ever since I can remember.
Unless they change their method,
they ain't gonna
have luck at it.
They wanted some dynamite.
That's the worst thing to use...
when you're hunting old pottery.
Blows everything to pieces.
How much did they buy?
Nary a stick. I'm fresh out.
I'd have some towards
the end of the week...
but they said by then
they'd be long gone.
I don't like it.
g*ns and dynamite just
ain't a peaceful combination.
I think we better
keep an eye on them...
and find out what they're
really up to. Thank you.
Sure, boys.
Now, it's usually
this kind of thinking
that gets a Duke in trouble.
And this time,
ain't no different.
Come on. They got about a
five minute head start on us.
Ain't gonna help one bit. They
don't know Coy Duke's driving.
Friends and neighbors,
modesty ain't his long suit.
Now, being five minutes
ahead of a Duke in Hazzard...
don't mean much, because
they do know the territory.
Yeehaw!
See what I mean?
It's them two rubes.
Where'd they come from?
Doesn't make any difference.
There's no way they can...
keep up with a
souped-up engine like ours.
You and your souped-up engine.
How come they're
still gaining on us?
Beats me.
How about we stop running
and find out what they want?
Boss'd be fit to be
tied if we stopped.
There ain't no point
double-crossing him.
That is, until after we
clean out that jewelry store.
Hang on, cuz. We're gonna crash!
Old Coy does have a
good grasp on the situation...
don't he?
Ain't that a shame. Them
boys just had a blowout.
- Dang!
- Now we'll never catch them.
Unless we turn the
General into a three-wheeler.
Why do you figure them
two cats spooked so easy?
Maybe they got a lot more
to hide than that g*n I saw.
Between that and the
dynamite they tried to buy...
they could sure become
a nuisance around here.
Not that it'll do much good
but I figure we owe it to...
the people of Hazzard to
warn Rosco about them two.
Good idea. Tell you what,
I'll get Cooter on the CB...
you change the tire.
Whoa! I'll get Cooter.
You start changing the tire.
Sorry, cuz.
Vance ain't got but one
other shirt, and it's for Sunday.
Seeing as how he didn't
know when the observer...
from the Lawman of the Year
committee would show up...
Rosco wasn't taking no chances.
Cletus, what the heck
you think you're doing?
What the heck do you
think? I'm writing tickets.
- Well, quit it.
- Why?
We're being observed.
- Observed?
- Of course. Listen...
don't look now,
but there's a lady...
over at the bank
with some curlers on.
- I told you not to look!
- You looked.
- Those ain't real curlers.
- They're not?
No.
- What are they?
- They're aerials.
- Aerials?
- Sure. She's a two-way radio.
No kidding? Can
we get the ball game?
Hush!
That ain't the kind of radio
she is. She's a direct line...
right into the commission
judging Sheriff of the Year.
Oh, that's terrific.
And here I am writing...
Cletus! I will not
have you harassing
these good people of Hazzard...
with these phony, trumped-up...
What's phony? They're
your phony, trumped-up...
Get it... Get that
thing out of here.
Hey, Rosco, can we
get a word with you?
Oh, a word with me? Of course.
Listen, Rosco P. Coltrane...
always has time for his
friends and neighbors...
- when they're in trouble.
- We ain't got troubles.
- But you might have 'em.
- Hush that.
There are strangers in town.
And one of 'em's packing a g*n.
They was trying to buy
dynamite from Mr. Rhuebottom.
- Will you hush about that?
- We tried talking to them...
and they took off outta there
like their tails was on fire.
You better run them
down and talk to them a bit.
Are you kidding me, fella?
Listen, if I chased everybody
that was suspicious...
in Hazzard County, I'd
have to start with Boss Hogg.
Just move this
heap on out of here.
Okay. But if anything happens,
don't say we didn't warn you.
- We sure tried.
- Get it out of here...
before I ticket you for
loitering with a piece of junk.
Yes, sir.
Rosco P. Coltrane is on
duty hours of the day.
Same old Rosco. We should've
known he wouldn't listen...
to anything a Duke had to say.
If he ain't gonna keep
an eye on them fellas...
we're just gonna
have to do it for him.
I wish it was a couple of
pretty gals for a change.
Spoke like a true
red-blooded American.
I'm gonna run it down for
you one more time then.
You gonna park
your van right there.
Kitty-corner across
from the jewelry store.
You climb down
into the old sewer,
and you turn right
feet, inches...
then you start tunneling on
your left right into the store.
Them boys in that orange car,
they've been
getting mighty nosy.
What if they come snooping
while we're tunneling?
There ain't no way them
Duke boys can do that...
if they're in a jail cell.
And that's exactly the
place I'm gonna put them...
till this job is over and all
them jewels is in my pocket...
where they rightfully belong.
Well, some of them
will be in your pocket too.
See, I could read your mind.
Alright, take this
and get about it.
Well, what do we have here?
Oh, a precious
little bundle of joy.
Isn't that a pretty baby.
Well... Well, what
do we have here?
You haven't finished
your lunch yet.
Move out.
Ugly baby. He fell through
an ugly tree and hit every limb.
Okay.
- Enos?
- Yes, sir?
It's Flash's lunchtime. Would
you do me a favor while...
I'm working on my speech
and go to the car and get...
- Flash's doggy num-nums?
- I'd be happy to, sheriff.
- Just where do you...?
- Sorry, Mr. Hogg.
- Enos!
- I'm going out for num-nums.
Doggy num-nums?
Well, I bet you won't
like them any more
than I did when I tried them.
Rosco. Rosco! Will you
just quit fussing around...
with that flea-bitten hound dog.
You got work to do,
don't you know that?
I want you to get out there
and arrest Coy and Vance Duke.
- On what charge?
- I'll think of a good one later.
'I got an idea Cousin Boss.'
Give them a ticket for going the
wrong way on a one-way street.
Cletus, you dipstick,
we ain't gonna do that.
How would that look?
The Lawman of the Year?
I'm not gonna stoop that low.
Wait a minute.
- Did you say Lawman of the Year?
- Yeah.
The Lawman of the Year.
What does the Lawman
of the Year have to do...
- with what's going on here?
- I was nominated.
You were nominated
Lawman of the Year?
- Yeah.
- What fool would do that?
A fool like me. I'm not letting
any of your phony schemes...
knock me out of the running.
I'm gonna run Hazzard County...
fair and square, even if
it means arresting you.
Arresting me?!
Give me the num-nums.
Here's your doggy
num-nums, sheriff.
Oh, there it is. Here, Flash.
Enos, listen. I want you to
get out there with Cletus...
and give him a hand. And
you arrest Coy and Vance Duke.
- But, Mr. Hogg...
- But me no buts...
or you're gonna get your butt
butted right back to California.
Atten-hut!
As police commissioner,
I'm ordering you to
do your duty. Now git.
- Yes, sir.
- I'm gonna drive.
And you... ought to
be ashamed of yourself,
fussing around with that dog...
and worrying about
Lawman of the Year.
I wonder what's in these things.
- Dig right in here. Yeah.
- Okay.
It's gonna work.
Watch your eyes.
They were city dudes, huh?
Least they were
wearing city clothes.
They had this cranky
look about them.
They was driving a green
sedan. It was a couple years old...
and it had a souped-up
engine in it too.
I ain't seen it, but if I do,
I'll give y'all a holler
on the CB, first thing.
Thanks, Cooter. Appreciate that.
Not so fast there. Y'all
just freeze it right there.
Sorry, Coy, Vance,
y'all under arrest.
Is that all y'all gotta do, go
around, play cops and robbers?
What do they want
us for this time?
I hope y'all understand, but
Mr. Hogg ain't told us that yet.
I don't want any
funny business here.
Been taking karate
lessons you know.
- Samurai deputy.
- Come on, samurai.
Coy, Vance, come
out now. Come on now.
Cletus!
Cletus, you messed
up my dadgum lucky hat.
They're getting away, Cletus.
I guess this cements
our relationship.
Samurai deputies,
huh? Grab ahold.
Danged luck! Those dudes are
gonna be hard enough to find...
without Cletus and
Enos on our tail.
And if we do find them,
we can't prove anything.
They ain't wearing signs...
around their neck
telling us they're crooks.
Wait a cotton-picking minute.
Maybe they are wearing signs.
Say, like in wanted
posters at the post office?
Cuz, that head of yours...
is busier than a jumper
cable at a drag race. Let's go.
Howdy, Miz Tisdale.
Oh, Atlantic Ocean! You
boys scared me to death.
You made me
triple-stamp a -center.
Excuse us for coming in the
back. We're in kind of a hurry.
We'd like to look
at wanted posters.
That's what they're here for.
Don't interrupt during business
hours until you take a number.
- Yes, ma'am.
- Yes, ma'am.
Oh, Flash. What
a nice day it is.
Duck. It's Rosco.
- Oh, good morning.
- Land sakes.
If you boys wasn't kin
to Jesse Duke, I'd be...
mighty suspicious about
the way you two are acting.
Now, if you wanna
hide out in here,
you're gonna have
to take a number.
See that old lady over there
trying to cross the street?
Listen. I'll bet you anything
that she's on that committee...
to elect the Lawman of the
Year. Watch me get another vote.
Now, stay here, now.
It's okay. He's not
coming this way anymore.
- It's solid concrete.
- You kidding me.
You can't tell how
thick it is or how deep.
We're gonna have to have
another little meeting with Hogg.
We're gonna need
that dynamite after all.
I seen every wanted
poster since Cain took Abel...
and I ain't seen
neither of them dudes.
- It was a long sh*t anyway.
- Thanks, Miz Tisdale.
Not so fast, boys. Them ain't
the only wanted posters I got.
A whole bunch more
came in this morning.
I just haven't had a
chance to pin them up.
Thank you, ma'am.
You're in good hands
with Rosco P. Coltrane.
Hold it right there. Watch...
Alright. Come on through.
Here you go. You see, you're
safe as a bug in a rug with me.
Sorry about that.
It's been a pleasure, ma'am,
helping you across the street.
If anybody asks who did it...
you tell them Rosco P.
Coltrane, the people's friend.
But I didn't want
to cross the street.
Oh, what a smart.
I ought to give her a ticket
for concealed umbrella.
Well, lookie here, Coy. You
buy a used car from that man?
Jack Morris. That's one
of them dudes alright.
"Subject is skilled
demolition expert.
Is armed and should be
considered dangerous."
Alright, Flash. Let's go.
Thank you, Miz Tisdale.
You've been a big help.
You be sure to tell
your uncle, won't you?
- Oh, yes, ma'am.
- Oh, yes, ma'am.
I swear, just the thought of
that man softens my arteries.
Once you got it, I
guess you never lose it.
Rosco, how many
times have I told you...
not to interrupt me
during my snack break.
Hush! This can't wait.
Look, Boss. I'm gonna
give you back everything...
you ever gave me as your
share of all your phony deals.
No, you don't. I wouldn't
have given it to you if I could...
use any of it. What am I
gonna do with all of that?
I don't care. You can
take these flippers.
And you can flip, flop and fly.
You can take this fish and
give it to some other sucker.
Take this drum and b*at it
for all I care. I'm not gonna...
let anything stand in my way
of being Lawman of the Year.
Just get that all
out of here, will you?
I might keep these though.
These are from the tooth fairy.
Rosco'll have to do
something about these dudes
when he sees this wanted poster.
I hope so. That man's stubborn
than a donkey stuck in tar.
That's for sure.
Oh, no. It's Cletus
and Enos again.
Lose them. Then we'll
double back and find Rosco.
Ain't no use in y'all trying
to get away from us now.
Come on, fellas. We'll make
you a deal. You quit chasing us...
and we'll pay to have
your uniforms dry-cleaned.
That's mighty nice of you.
If you trying to bribe
us, you can forget it.
This is one time you're not
gonna make monkeys out of us!
It's the pond again, Cletus!
Do you ever wonder how hard it
is to be a fish in
Hazzard County?
Oh, Cletus.
They're okay.
They're wading out.
Good. Let's double back and
show that wanted poster to Rosco.
All we gotta do is
stop chasing them
whenever we get
around any water.
And when we pass the water,
we start chasing them again.
- This'll never happen to us.
- That's a good idea, Cletus.
At least we got this cement
off before it hardened on us.
Time the boys got back to
town Rosco was making...
sure he had plenty of
photographs to distribute...
to the newspapers when he
was named Lawman of the Year.
Smile now. See,
this is the flasher...
I have to take it
out of the camera.
I bet that was a doozy. I bet
that picked up every wrinkle.
Now, you go play,
and I'll check the focus.
Take another one and get
your pretty velvet ears in there.
Rosco, remember them
strangers we was telling you about?
This one here is
wanted for safecracking.
The other wouldn't
win any prizes.
Are you gonna arrest them?
He ain't. The only ones that
are gonna get arrested around...
here are you two. Alright,
Rosco. Cuff them and stuff them.
Now, hold on a minute,
Boss. Take a look at this.
We saw that crook
in town this morning.
For all we know, he might
be planning to rob your bank.
No, they ain't. I
mean, how could they?
Big crook like this...
he's gotta be miles away
from here because, I mean...
what would big crooks
want in a little town like this?
So, Rosco, are you
gonna arrest them or no?
No, I'm not.
Well, the reason being is
because if that committee...
They'd see through your trumped
up charges in a split second.
And then I wouldn't get
elected Lawman of the Year.
So, I guess I'll
have to do it myself
and make a citizen's arrest.
Alright, give me them handcuffs.
Say "grits," Boss.
Where'd they go?
- Freeze!
- Rosco! Where are you?
Things are beginning to
smell like an acre full of onions.
It ain't like Boss
not to be worried...
after seeing that wanted poster.
Just what I was thinking.
Seeing Morris is
a bank robber...
and Boss has the
only bank in town,
it's like he don't
want to stop him.
Hey, maybe that's the
reason he ain't worried.
'Cause he's tied up with them.
I know Boss is slippery as
seven acres of goose grease...
but rob his own bank?
I wouldn't put
anything past him.
And it doesn't hurt any
to be on the safe side.
Crazy C, this is Lost
Sheep. You out there?
Breaker one, might be
crazy, but I ain't dumb.
Crazy Cooter coming back at you.
What you all Duke boys
wanna hear on the Hazzard Net?
Remember them boys we was
telling you about in that sedan?
Ends up they're bank
robbers. At least one of them is.
Son, I'm telling you...
I'm glad I ain't got no
money in Boss Hogg's bank.
We told Rosco about it, but
he ain't about to go after them.
So I figure it's up to us.
Can you lend us a hand?
Hey, you got it. You know that.
Where you want me to look at?
You head up north towards
the county line. We'll go east.
Maybe we can get Shepherd
and Bo Peep to help us.
What do you mean, "maybe?"
You just try and stop us.
Uncle Jesse and I'll
take west and south.
Whoever sees those coyotes,
give a hoot on the horn. We're gone.
You got a big pository ten-four.
Here, this is Crazy Cooter,
and I'm going huntin'.
Hey, look, listen here.
You know I can't afford to
be seen within miles of you.
So, you better have a dang
good reason for calling me here.
How about feet
of solid concrete?
We can't get into that
jewelry store without blasting.
And Rhuebottom's is
fresh out of dynamite.
Yeah, well, I ain't.
I got a whole mess of dynamite
locked up in the shack
out at my gravel pit.
Here, take these here keys.
Just follow this road out,
and you'll come to it. But hurry.
The sooner I get
that loot fenced,
the sooner that money
starts drawing interest.
Lost Sheep, Lost
Sheep, it's Bo Peep.
I just hit the green jackpot.
There's two men in a green car
heading east on Sawmill Road.
The only thing out here
is Boss' gravel company.
Try to follow 'em without
being spotted till we catch up.
I'll try to raise
Jesse and Cooter.
You got it. I'm gone, honey.
I got enough dynamite
to blast clear to China.
Hold it. Do you hear anything?
Lost Sheep, Lost Sheep are
you out there? It's Bo Peep.
Bo Peep, this is Lost
Sheep. Come back.
Listen, I'm at Boss' gravel
yard right by the dynamite...
shack and there's no sign
of those boys in that car.
They must've gone up ahead to
the pit. You stay where you are.
We're gonna check
that out together.
Okay. Will do.
Y'all know that Daisy ain't
about to stay put for nobody.
I just love that
little old girl.
Looking for somebody?
No. No, actually, I was just
checking on some stuff for...
No!
No!
Bo Peep, this is Lost Sheep.
We'll be there in a couple
of minutes. Come back.
I'd sure like to know
why she ain't answering.
No sign of the Jeep. Think
she went on up ahead?
She wouldn't do that. We
better take a look around.
Over there in the shack!
What happened, sugar?
You know the two fellas
y'all was looking for?
Well, they found me.
What else would they be doing
in here but getting dynamite?
Did you see which way they went?
They tied me up, fellas. They
could be here for all I know.
Alright, hold it.
Fighting's over.
Well, it may be,
but it sure don't look
like peace broke out to me.
That ought to keep
them till we're long gone.
No, forget it, forget it.
This ain't going anywhere.
They suckered us good.
Ain't no way to
bust down this door.
Well, fellas we
gotta do something.
They must have enough
dynamite to blow up half of Hazzard.
I know it's a long
sh*t, but let's give
this alarm a try and
see what happens.
Oh, there.
- Enos, will you get that phone?
- Oh, yes, sir.
Hazzard County Sheriff's
Office. Deputy Strate speaking.
Possum on a gum bush, sheriff!
Mabel over at the phone
company says an alarm went off at...
the gravel pit must be a
fire in the dynamite shack.
What the heck is
she bothering me for?
If there is a fire in that
old dynamite shack...
it's probably blown from
here to Hatchapee by now.
Sheriff Rosco said, "What are
you bothering us for?" Sorry.
Hey, what did you do that for?
Rosco, we gotta do something.
I'll tell you what Flash
and I are gonna do.
We're going out on
patrol. We're going out on
the city streets and patrol.
In case any of those
Lawman committee
people are snooping
around spying on me...
they're gonna see that
Rosco P. Coltrane...
is on the job hours a day.
Enos, it's you and me. Let's
go. Cousin Boss will k*ll us.
My turn to drive.
- No, it's my turn.
- My turn.
- Cletus, it's my turn to drive.
- No. It's my turn to drive.
Hey, you tricked me. You
tricked me. It's my turn to drive.
You hear anything
else from the boys?
Not since that garbled
message a while back...
sounded like they said they
was going to the gravel pit.
We better run up
there and check it out.
Okay. Pull up a little.
I'll be right behind you.
While Enos and Cletus was
speeding toward the gravel...
pitt them robbers was
halfway back to town.
Work g*ng calling Sewer
Commissioner Hogg.
Work g*ng calling Sewer
Commissioner Hogg. Come back.
This is Sewer Commissioner
Hogg speaking, work g*ng.
It's about time you called
back. Listen, tell me did...
you get your hands on that
strong stuff I sent you for?
That ain't all we
got, commissioner.
We got them two rubes
you warned us about on ice...
and we're headed back.
Them words is music to
my ears. Alright, now listen.
I'll be waiting at that manhole
to make sure nobody...
else interferes with your
good works. Over and out.
I sure wouldn't want
old Boss to run out.
It's a good hour till supper.
Hey, that's Cooter's truck.
At least we were
right about the boys.
They won't be too
far from the General.
Alarm's going.
- You boys in there?
- Yes, sir!
Bless his long johns,
it's Uncle Jesse.
- Daisy with you?
- Yes, sir!
Listen, y'all. Hang on. We'll
get you out of there in no time.
You kids stay back
from the door now.
Stand on it, Cooter.
- Are you alright?
- We're okay.
I don't know about
the folks in town.
Them crooks is headed
there with a box of dynamite.
We gotta stop them before
they turn Hazzard into
one big pile of toothpicks.
Hey, we better follow 'em.
They're gonna need help.
Alright. I'll go with Daisy and
find her Jeep. See you in town.
Alright, it's all set. I got
that dang jeweler over in...
the county building filling
out a jillion business permits.
So nobody's gonna hear
you blasting, but nobody.
Alright, get to work now.
Get them sewers fixed up.
That's right.
We're doing everything we can
to keep Hazzard looking neat.
Oh, howdy.
Calling the sheriff's office. This
is Vance and Coy Duke here.
Rosco, you're in big trouble.
This time, you better listen.
Them crooks we told you
about are headed your way...
with a load of fireworks,
and it ain't the fourth of July.
Flapjacks on a Ferris wheel.
Coy, this is Cletus.
What crooks?
Oh, boy!
Something tells me, we
better go after them. Hang on!
Okay. Move back.
Flash, see that guy
under the newspaper?
He's an observer.
He thinks he's fooling
me. He's an observer.
Uh-oh! What do we have here?
Somebody trespassing
on the grass.
We'll just give him
something to observe.
Boss, what in the heck do
you think you're doing, huh?
- What am I doing?
- Yeah. Well?
Minding my own business,
like you ought to be doing.
Just go on back to your
office and stand on guard...
in case some criminal
makes trouble in Hazzard...
Hush.
Didn't you see that sign?
It says "Keep off the grass."
Look, there ain't no grass
here. Just a lot of mud.
I'm warning you, just
clear out of here, will you?
I'm not afraid of you. Some
people may be afraid of you...
'cause you're the richest and
most powerful man in Hazzard.
But Rosco P. Coltrane
shows no favorites.
- But I...
- Hush.
Oh, I love it, I love it.
Police work's my life.
You know, with all the
cars backfiring in Hazzard...
that won't hardly
even be noticed.
Now, be observant. That's the
whole thing in the police force.
Alright, litterbug. What the
heck do you think you're...
doing throwing your garbage
on the streets of Hazzard?
Listen, a crime like that does
not go unnoticed, you know.
I'll have you know that
Rosco P. Coltrane...
has eyes in the
back of his head...
and no crime goes
unnoticed in Hazzard County.
Pay it promptly, or
I'll be after you again.
Oh, Flash, I tell you.
Quick now. Come on, come on.
Get out of there, get out of there.
Oh, good. You got it. Alright!
Now, hand it over, and
we'll divvy up later. Come on.
That's what you think, fatso.
Give me that, give
me that. Let go of that.
- Oh, I'm stuck. I'm stuck.
- What are you doing?
I ought to give you a ticket
for blocking up the sewer.
Oh, look! They're getting away.
Oh, come back here.
You in that green car.
- You were parking illegally.
- Parking illegally?
- They robbed the jewelry store.
- They just...
- Jewelry store?
- Yes.
Freeze! Come back here!
That's them up ahead.
They ain't gonna
be ahead for long.
After them! After them!
Come on. Drive, drive, drive.
All I gotta do is catch them,
and there ain't no way...
I ain't gonna become
Lawman of the Year.
Yeah, that'll be the day.
You mess around
with nasty people.
Me? I thought that
was your friend.
You got it. Good. You
got all the evidence.
Congratulations, Cletus, Enos.
Y'all captured two of the
biggest crooks in the state.
That's right. We're
real proud of you.
And that was the end of the
great Hazzard jewel robbery.
The crooks tried
to implicate Boss...
and naturally, Boss
denied everything.
And seeing as there
was no witnesses,
Boss got off scot-free.
Except he had to pay
for the dynamite damage
to the jewelry store.
What's all this?
You Cletus Hogg?
- Yes, ma'am, you know I am.
- You gotta show me your ID.
- ID, ID, ID.
- Hey, Miz Tisdale.
There, you see, my picture.
Miz Tisdale gave Cletus
and Enos a special delivery...
letterinforming them
the Support Your...
Sheriff Committee had voted
them Lawmen of the Year.
You see, Miz Tisdale
was the observer
for the Support Your
Sheriff Committee.
- Alright, how about a raise?
- No, no.
- Hold on. We could use a raise.
- Little bit of one.
And old Rosco, he
took it like a man.
05x03 - Lawman of the Year
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Cousins Bo and Luke certainly have a way of finding trouble with the law everywhere they turn.
Cousins Bo and Luke certainly have a way of finding trouble with the law everywhere they turn.