05x09 - Enos in Trouble

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Yee-haw!

General Lee is toting a
very special passenger today.

Deputy Enos Strate.

It's old Enos's day off,
so he's wearing civvies.

His car is in the
repair shop, as usual.

So the Duke boys are giving
him a lift to the freight depot

to pick up his footlocker.

From the time ol' Enos
went a little squirmy

and left Hazzard for
a big job in the city.

I could've told him
he wouldn't like that.

If it ain't old Rosco.

Hopping out of his
little, old speed trap.

Boys, you's only
doing miles an hour.

- I've been watching.
- That don't bother Rosco.

Alright, you Dukes, pull
over. I got you for speeding.

Beg your pardon, sheriff,
they weren't speeding.

They was just going in a .

Enos, what are you doing
in there with those riff-raffs?

Having a good time,
sheriff. Going to the depot.

- Oh! Oh!
- Watch out, sheriff.

Geez! I mean it. I'm
serious. You Dukes..

Rosco was doing a little
speeding of his own right there.

This is hard. I keep telling
him, speed traps are cheatin'.

That farmer's old Silas Pew.

He quit his job working
on Hazzard roads

because they was
plumb treacherous.

You just keep on
telling him, Enos.

- Let's get to the depot.
- Alright.

Wait a minute. Freeze!

Rosco sure does some
fancy driving, don't he?

I tell you what..

Now, there's two faces,
that only a mother could love.

I bet, neither one
of them had one.

Enos, they took long
to send your footlocker

'out of California.'

Hallelujah, that hick cop's
footlocker finally arrived.

All we gotta do now is, go
out and grab it and... we're rich.

What you got here?
This thing's heavy.

Just some stuff I couldn't
get in my suitcase.

Tad lanky in there.

Wait, wait. The
tire's in the way.

Okay, friends, put that
down, and nobody move.

- Now, hold on.
- Whoa.

Look, sir, I'm a deputy
and these men...

We don't care, get your hands
up and no funny business.

You heard them, Vance.
No funny business.

Come on, let's get out of here!

You see, I figure Enos wasn't
about to try to arrest them.

Because he didn't want to
endanger the Dukes boys

who were civilians, you know.

Now, what do you reckon,
old Enos had in that footlocker

that would bring them
two out from under a rock?

Now, friends, it's a bad
time to be running into

Hazzard's tax dollars at work.

'Better hit that
dip hard, partner.'

'Yee-haw!'

What was that all about?

How about them turkeys?
Sticking us up like we was rich folks.

I'd ask you to help me arrest
them, but y'all just civilians.

I got their license number.
Why don't you inform Rosco?

Hey, Vance, you
ought to be a deputy.

I'll tell you something, Carter.

We're goin' after that
footlocker and if that hick cop

or his two yokel
pals get in the way.

They won't be
long for this world.

Right. Now, let's get
this crate out of here.

Alright, get in.

- Now, push this time.
- I will.

We got it!

Old Rosco's driving is getting
better all the time... ain't it?

- Boss, Enos just called...
- 'Alright, forget about Enos.'

I am starting me a
chain of fast-food stores

all over this here country.

- What do you think that?
- Oh... marvelous.

Now, come over here
and feast your eyes on this.

- Oh, you...
- Yeah, can you read?

"General Hogg's Southern
Fricasseed Pig's Feet."

- Pig's feet? Oh.
- Yeah.

And listen to this slogan.

"One bite of the General's
feet, and you'll go Hogg wild."

Good. I get it, "Hogg
wild." That's good, I like that.

Boss, Enos just called in to
report that he and the Dukes

have been victims of an
attempted armed robbery.

You know, this is the
greatest idea that I've...

Attempted armed robbery of Enos?

- Yes.
- And the Duke boys?

But who'd wanna rob
them? They ain't got nothing.

- No.
- On the other hand.

What?

Maybe they got somethin',
I don't know about.

Yeah.

'If they got something,
worth holdin' them up.'

I wanna know about it.

- I'm so proud of you.
- I know.

I just know, that these
Southern Fricasseed Pig's Feet

are just gonna be a big success.

Oh, I know they will be.

And Flash. Now,
she likes 'em, too.

No! Get away from there.

'No, no, no. Get out of there!'

No, no, no.

Yea-a-ah!

In Hazzard, nothing like
as*ault and attempted robbery

is going to interfere
with home cookin'.

And the best place to get
that is at the Duke farm.

Blueberry pie when I
was out in California.

- Is that all you missed, Enos?
- Golly gee, no, Daisy.

I missed your good old fried
chicken and your hot biscuits

and your shrimp gumbo.

I guess, I missed
you too, Daisy.

Oh, Enos.

It's a good thing you
didn't let them two fellas

down to the depot
spoil your appetite, Enos.

Poor fellows sure picked
the wrong folks to hold up.

We had like $ and
change between us.

Ain't nothing in my footlocker
worth going to jail for either.

Check that footlocker of
yours after all the b*ating it took.

That's a good idea.

Fishing rod looks alright.

The radio still works.

Hm.

- My, my.
- Sorry, Daisy.

Oh, Enos, I think it's cute.

I heard about all the wild
going-ons out in California.

Boy!

I don't know about y'all,
but I don't see nothing

in that footlocker worth a
half a million of anything.

Unless it's half a million
polka dots on that nightgown.

Anyhoo, while the two bad
dudes was haunting Hazzard roads

for their missing loot, Rosco
was investigating the holdup.

And he reported to Boss
about the Duke boys and Enos

picking up old Enos's footlocker

from the California Metro Squad.

I want you to get Enos over
here on the double and alone.

Because I'm gonna
pump it out of him.

Ten-four.

I'll pump it out of him,
that little, fat ragamuffin.

Now, y'all follow this.

Old Rosco tracked
Enos to the Duke farm

and ordered him to
report to the Boar's Nest

double-quick.

So off they went.

They left behind the footlocker
for him to pick up later.

Now, that's gonna mean trouble.

Wonder if Rosco had luck nailing
them dudes in the green sedan.

They must be long gone, after
that driving lesson I gave 'em.

I don't know, they wasn't nice.

Imagine, committing
a , a , a ...

Hey, Vance. You see what I see?

Let's get 'em.

They must be city boys.

Buckle up, boys.

I know, how a duck
feels in a sh**ting gallery.

I'm sorry, I got
y'all in this mess.

What do they want from us?

Only one thing we got of
value, and that's the general.

They could've got that
when we was in the depot.

It's gotta be something else.

Let's not hang around
and find out what.

This guy can really
drive. I can't shake 'em.

Vance, you want me to drive?

Son, you just said
the magic word.

- Hold on to your bootstraps.
- I'm holding them!

'Yee-haw!'

Watch out for the log.

- 'Couldn't you see that log?'
- 'I hit it, didn't I?'

Oh, cheer up, boys.

That ain't too bad for
your first Hazzard jump.

- They're okay.
- Nice going.

My drivin' rubbed off on you.

Let's get us to the
Boar's Nest fast.

Sheriff Rosco and Mr. Hogg's
gotta hear about this.

You got a deal, Enos.

But us two taxpayers are gonna
add a few words of our own.

'You said this whole scam
was gonna be a cinch.'

Look at us now, no wheels.

'Don't worry about it.
We'll grab us some.'

And then we're gonna find
out who owns that orange car.

Let's go.

Hey, sheriff. Sheriff.

You almost scuffed my posterior!

Rosco, just the
man we wanna see.

Those two fellows in a
sedan tried to put a hole in us.

Sherriff, we gotta go
after them and catch them.

Enos, hush. How many
times have I told you

not to associate
with the Duke boys.

But, sheriff, they was
committing a , a , a ...

I don't wanna hear
about those numbers.

I wanna hear your little
tippy toes going inside.

The Boss wants to
see you, and right now.

Rosco, at least, run a
check on their license plate.

Send an APB, they're dangerous.

That's right. They're crazy.

Will you hush and get inside

or I'm gonna arrest
you for loitering.

And you two, I ain't
through with you two.

Well, Vance, if we're gonna
find out who the bad dudes are

and what they're up to

I reckon, we have
to do it ourselves.

That's right.

You start by calling the State
Department of Motor Vehicles.

- I am?
- You am.

- You wanna see me, sir?
- I surely do, Enos.

There you are, my boy.
Sit down, take a load off.

- In your barbers chair?
- Sure, in my barbers chair.

Sit, right down there.

Now, have some
pigs feet for yourself.

Sir, I don't care
for any pigs feet.

I insist.

Now, you just relax
and sit back. That's it.

Now, you sure are glad to
be back in Hazzard, ain't ya?

Yes, sir, I'm glad to be back,
but I got to tell you about...

No, I want you to tell me
about all them souvenirs

you brought back to
Hazzard from California.

Oh, yes, sir. I brought
lots of stuff back with me.

I got this cute pencil sharpener
shaped like a grapefruit.

You take your pencil,
put it in and turn it.

No, no, no. Listen,
I'm talking about is..

All them valuable
souvenirs you brought back.

You know, the kind I
might keep in my safe

to keep outta harm's way.

Oh, that's mighty
nice of you, Mr. Hogg.

I did buy me a
several belt buckles

with a little picture of
a dying buffalo on it.

And I got this tin she
monkey, that plays drums.

It goes like, "Ting,
ting, ting, ting, ting.'

- But it has no batteries in it.
- Oh..

- Should I get the rubber hose?
- No, I'll pump it outta him.

And meanwhile, the
urban stunt drivers

was trying awful hard
to find some new wheels.

Come on.

Back at the farm, old Coy
was calling the Motor Vehicle.

And reckon what?

That green sedan
was a stolen car.

First, they swipe a car.

Then, they try to stick
us up at the depot.

They've been chasing
and sh**ting at us since.

What I wanna know is,
how did we get so involved?

All you did was go down to
help Enos with his footlocker.

Hey, Uncle Jesse, you
might have something there.

'Maybe, they ain't after us.'

Maybe, they're after
something in the footlocker.

Well, let's get it over
here and go through it.

Maybe, they're after my picture.

There she is.

Look at this. Enos has
been carrying this box

for the last years.

Flashlight doesn't work.

- 'Woo! Aw!'
- 'Oh'.

- Look, them gorgeous emeralds.
- God! Would you look at that?

'They must be worth a fortune.'

What else did I have
in my footlocker?

- I'd like hear.
- Oh, yeah.

My uncle's old shaving brush.

He gave it for good luck.
Using it since my first shave.

- Ain't that nice.
- I'd like to knock off your...

Ah, that-that...

Sheriff Rosco P. Coltrane here.

Who? Oh, Enos, it's for you.

- But now, make it quick.
- Thank you, sheriff.

- Don't tie up that phone.
- Enos Strate talking.

Oh, hi, Vance, how
you doing, buddy?

Oh, good grief.

- You mind repeating that.
- Will you get on with it?

You found two handfuls of
emeralds in my footlocker?

How in horse feathers
did they get in there?

- We thought maybe you knew.
- Two handfuls of emeralds?

sh**t, no.

- They must be worth a fortune.
- 'They are.'

You think someone in California
could have stashed them in

without you knowing it,
before you shipped out here.

Yeah, it could be.

Uh, I did have my footlocker
in the storage room.

Boy, I sure would like to
take a look at those emeralds.

You gonna bring them
into town? Good, Vance.

Hey, listen, I'll meet
you in the bookin' office.

Hey, thanks a lot,
Vance. Bye, now.

Did you hear, Mr. Hogg?

- Oh, we heard.
- We heard.

Here, come on. Come
on, put the phone down.

And then, I'll give
you a ride into town.

- Get on.
- I can't believe it, Mr. Hogg.

- He found two handfuls...
- Yeah, alright, alright.

You tell me about it on the way.

- Yes, sir.
- Just go get in my car!

Yeah, I'll come out to you.

I'll just go out there myself
and see some of those emeralds.

- Listen.
- What?

- You'll see them, alright.
- Really?

Now you, get out on the road

and set a trap for them Duke
boys and when you catch them..

Well, you just get those
emeralds away from them.

- You know what I mean?
- O-o-oh.

Wait a minute, we can't do that.

We don't know who owns
those emeralds in the first place.

Then it might as well be us.

This is an opportunity
made in heaven.

- Ain't it wonderful?
- Ah, yeah.

And then, once
we've got them jewels

well, they'll just be
made to disappear.

You know what I mean? And
then, we'll pin it on the Duke boys.

- It's just bad news, bad news.
- What?

- What about Enos?
- Enos, Enos, that dipstick!

I can wrap him around
my little pinky. Now, go on!

- Get moving.
- Uh-ah. Naughty, naughty.

You ain't gonna slam
that door on me, are ya?

Uh. Ah.

What do I need with
fast food stores, now?

I'm getting me a
fortune in jewels.

Get me out of here.

Meanwhile, the
boys headed for town.

But first, Vance insisted
to Jesse and Daisy

watch from the hills
overlooking the farm.

Just in case, them two
crooks traced their car.

Well, naturally, their
luck was about to change.

Because Hazzard
folks are very hospitable.

- Where you fellows headed?
- Oh, just down the road.

Hey!

Oh, don't worry,
somebody will pick him up.

Oh, they messed up, again.
Good news, I'm after them.

Us with a load of hot jewels.
What a time to run into Rosco.

We gotta get to Enos and
have him call the Metro Squad

before Boss and Rosco
get involved. Let's lose him.

Not now, Flash.
We're in hot pursuit.

Uh-oh, trouble.

Spread your wings, General.

'Yee-haw!'

Hang on, Flash. We're gonna fly.

'Get us down, now.
Flash, doesn't like heights.'

'I'm serious.'

Help, down here. Help.

I hate to leave old Rosco
up in the air like that.

- But we gotta make tracks.
- Let's make 'em.

Now, Hazzard folks tend to
make the best of a situation.

Look at up here. Nice view.

And while Coy and Vance
was speeding to town

with them stolen emeralds,
the two crooks was trying

to track down the
owners of that orange car.

And Boss was getting
edgy. And when he's nervous

friends, he is
inclined to nibble.

This is J .D. Hogg,
calling the sheriff.

'Calling Sheriff
Rosco P. Coltrane.'

'Come in, calling the
sheriff. Come in, sheriff.'

- Rosco P. Coltrane here.
- I already know your name.

What I wanna know now, is if
you caught them Duke boys, yet?

That's a big, fat negatory,
Boss. Uh, the Dukes got away.

They got away, I knew it.

You numbskull, you
knucklehead, you pin brain.

'Steady, you idiot!'

What you trying to do,
k*ll me? You lug nuts.

Rosco, you know
who you're talking to?

O-oh, Boss, uh..

I was talking to Flash here.
I'm teaching her a new trick.

Steady, girl!

Listen, I do think,
you've lost your mind.

'If you can retrieve
a little part of it'

I want you to get back on
the double. You hear me?

'Over and out.'

Hey, fellas. I appreciate
y'all getting here so fast.

- Can I see 'em?
- Here they are, Enos.

Emeralds worth hundreds
of thousands of dollars.

'Possum on a gum bush.'

How in the world these
things get in my footlocker?

How are we supposed
to know if you don't?

You better call the
California Metro Squad.

Uh-uh, uh-uh. No
need to call California.

Listen, you're in
Hazzard County now.

And I'm the police commissioner.

So, you can just hand them
stolen jewels over to me.

- Now, hold on, Boss.
- This is Enos's problem, Boss.

Yes, Mr. Hogg. I think, I
really should call California.

No, no, no. I said
forget California.

And just hand them
stolen jewels to me, deputy.

- 'Don't give him.'
- You'll never see them again.

Would you two boys hush
up and get outta here?

Now, listen. I am the
police commissioner

and therefore, I'm confiscating
them jewels as evidence.

And, if you refuse, I'm gonna
have to take away your badge

'arrest ya and throw
ya in hoosegow.'

- He can't do that, Enos.
- He's bluffing.

Enos, what is it? Them
jewels or your badge?

I'm sorry, fellas..

Wait, wait, fellas. Hey, fellas!

Hey, come on, fellas.
Come on, put me down now!

Come back!

Come back here,
will ya? Wait, wait!

'Rosco, come here!'

The reason nobody
on the street's watching.

They see this every Saturday
at the Hazzard Watermelon

Supper and Demolition Barbecue.

Stop them. Let's go, come on.

Go, that way, that way.

Fellas, you gotta stop now.

You heard Mr. Hogg, I'm
under arrest and I'm fired.

No way, Enos. If Boss ever
got his sticky, little fingers

on them emeralds, we'd
never see them again.

Right. He'll think of some way
to frame us for swiping them.

You can bet your
sunny shoes on that.

We gotta get you a phone,
so you can call California.

- Stand on it, Vance!
- You don't have to ask twice.

And while the boys
was on the run with Enos

Vance's hunch was right.

Them two uglies had
traced their car to the farm.

Now, I figured on that.

Alright, come on. Come
on, move it, will you?

O-oh, Boss, what the heck
are you doing out here?

I wanna make sure
we get them jewels.

Come on, let's go
nail them Dukes!

I get ya.

What's wrong? Are you crazy?

That poor farmer and his fence.
It sure took an awful b*ating.

We're gonna come back
later and help him fix it.

First, we gotta get old
Enos here to a phone.

Come on, Enos, perk up.

I feel terrible. Me,
Enos Strate, a fugitive?

Flashlight is gone, and
so is our half million.

That deputy must
have taken it with him.

- We're gonna have to find him.
- Let's go.

Uncle Jesse, they gotta
be tearing our home up.

We gotta go there, you
got your varmint g*n.

They's the wrong
kind of varmints.

Besides, this is just in
case, they come up here.

There they are.

Better radio the boys and
tell them they've switched cars.

I'll take care of that.
You get behind the wheel.

They took a sh*t at a Duke,
they ain't getting away with it.

Now, you're talking.

Rosco, you listen. I
want them jewels in my..

I want them jewels in my
hands, and Enos behind bars.

Or you are headed
for early retirement.

Listen, don't you
worry about a thing.

Enos and those Dukes are as
good as in that pokey, right now.

No! Wait a minute!
Wait a minute.

- Listen.
- What?

Don't you dare bring
in them Dukes now.

I just want you to get them
jewels first. You understand?

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

And then, if it should happen

that anybody comes looking
for them little, green beauties.

Well, we'll just say
they got swiped, right?

And we can lay the
blame on you-know-who.

O-o-oh, good! Who?

- Who?
- Yeah.

Oy-Cay and Ance-Vay.

O-o-oh, that's Hogg
Latin for the Duke boys.

- Yeah, yeah!
- Woo, I love it, I love it.

Meanwhile, Jesse
reported to the boys

that him and Daisy
was tailing the bad guys.

And Coy told them that
him and Vance was heading

for Greenville Junction

so Enos could phone his
former commanding officer

at the California Metro Squad.

Possum on a gum
bush, lieutenant.

You don't mean it?

Y'all recovered them
emeralds from a smuggling ring?

And then they got stolen
from the evidence room?

'Well..'

They stashed the
jewels in his footlocker

and they're chasing him, right
here to Hazzard to collect them.

'Shepherd to Lost Sheep.
Come in, Lost Sheep.'

'You boys, out there somewhere?'

Lost Sheep here.
What you got for us?

They just turned off the road.
They're headed to Greenville.

Yes, sir, we're gone.

Yes, sir, lieutenant.
Glad to help. Bye.

California is sending two
officers on the next plane.

They'll be here
late this afternoon.

Meanwhile, they want me to
turn the emeralds to a law official.

No way, Enos. That's
Boss and Rosco, again.

We're caught right in
the middle of this thing.

Boss wants these pretty babies,
and so do them g*n-toting dudes.

Only one thing to do to
make sure nobody grabs them.

- What's that?
- Let's hide 'em.

Hide 'em? Gosh, fellas.
I'm under arrest now.

- Come on, Enos.
- Some dudes are after us.

Mr. Hogg wants me in
jail. He says, I belong in jail.

Well, they might be dangerous,
but they sure got bad timing.

Their luck is gonna change.

And when it does,
things is gonna get hostile.

Not a sign of that hick
cop or his pals anywhere.

Let's monitor the C.B.
Maybe, we'll pick up

a police call that will
tell us where he is.

And so the boys
radioed Jesse and Daisy

in Duke moonshiner code
to meet them at Stump Water

where they proceeded to
hide the loot six feet under.

Now, at least, the
emeralds are safe.

Enos, you should be
feeling a lot better about this.

- 'Enos?'
- Enos.

- What are you doing?
- I'm sorry, Uncle Jesse.

I'm sorry about
borrowing your jeep, Daisy.

I'm under arrest. I belong
in jail. I'm turnin' myself in.

Come on, Enos,
let's talk about this.

Enos, I can't think of
you going to jail, honey.

Enos, J.D. had no
right arresting you.

He was just trying to
pull a fast one on you.

Y'all the best
friends I ever had.

I feel real bad 'bout
doing this, but I just gotta.

Enos, come back!

He let the air outta the tire.

Come on, everybody,
it's pit-stop time.

'This is J.D. Hogg
calling Sheriff Coltrane.'

Rosco, where in
carnation are you at?

This is Sheriff Rosco
P. Coltrane, Boss.

I'm out here on
patrol. Come back.

Rosco, just cut all that
flap-trap out, will you?

And answer me this.
Did you catch Enos, yet?

- Uh, that's a negative.
- Ah!

Well, you better
make it positive.

I want them little, green
bubbles, and I want them now.

They found out about the jewels.

Just get your
tailpipes a-fueling.

And if you don't get
done, what I told you to do

before sundown,
well, I'm just gonna...

Hey, you're gonna what, Boss?

'Boss, I didn't get that.
You're gonna what?'

Alright, alright. So, Enos,
give me them jewels.

- I don't have 'em.
- You don't? Where are they at?

I can't tell you, until those
California police get here.

You called the California
police after I told you not to?

Uh, this is Rosco,
uh-uh, come back.

Rosco, listen here.

While you were out there
staring out into space.

Enos just walked in here,
and locked himself up.

Has he got the-the jewels
with him? Come back.

No, he don't have
the jewels with him.

And listen, I'm just gonna
have to sweat it outta him

where they're at, before
them California police get here.

Because he called
the California police!

You just get back here
on the double, you hear?

I read that, I'm gone.

We're gonna sweat
it outta him. I love it.

Let's go.

If that cluck deputy talks
to anyone, it's gonna be us.

We'll have to spring him.

- How are we gonna do that?
- The big city snow job.

It'll be a piece of cake.

I hope, he don't run into
them fellas with the g*n.

What about Boss? He'll really
put him through the wringer.

I just hope Enos don't
cr*ck. Come on, let's get it.

Alright, Enos. I want
you to start talking.

I'm ordering you to tell me
where them emeralds is at.

Come on, talk. Talk!

I'm Sorry, Mr. Hogg,
but I can't tell you.

I turned myself in
because it's the honest

and right thing to do, and
I promised I wouldn't talk.

So please, forgive me,
Mr. Hogg, but my lips are sealed.

O-oh, interrogation.

That's my favorite.

Rosco, did you hear
that? His lips are sealed.

Well, I'll unseal them.
Let me at him, I'll...

Ah! Watch it, will you,
please! Look, I'll handle this.

What you gotta do is
get yourself out front.

And don't let nobody, especially
them Dukes, interrupt us.

You hear? Yeah,
because he's gonna tell me

where them emeralds
is, or he'll rule the day.

- You want the rubber hose?
- No!

Please, just get out there.

Alright then, ex-deputy Strate..

Get yourself ready.

Because you're gonna
get the third degree.

You know what
you gonna get then?

- Fourth degree?
- Uh!

What do we have here?

Alright, you two,
just hold it right there.

California police.

Sure they are,
alright. I can tell.

That beard, that's incognito.

'Enos, so help me, if
you don't start talking'

'this very second, I'm gonna
foreclose on your house'

'your car, your furniture,
your gold inlay... '

- Okay, we'll take over now.
- You're coming with us, Strate.

Hold it! Wait a minute,
who do you think you are?

- We're the California police.
- California police?

You fellows got
here mighty quick.

I just talked to the
lieutenant an hour ago.

An hour? Well, how in the
woods you get here in an hour?

From California!

Hey, you fellows
ain't-ain't police.

You're the criminals
who stole them emeralds.

Shut up, move it.

And don't try to
follow us, fat stuff.

'Mr. Hogg.'

'Help!'

That car behind my Dixie is
what them bad guys was driving.

Thank you.

Alright, you Dukes, just
freeze, freeze, freeze, right there.

Come on, Rosco. See
that car, right there?

The fellows driving
it are the same guys

we was telling you about.

They're after Enos. As
sheriff, you ought to arrest 'em.

Oh, Jesse, just hush. I
know who those fellows are.

Those are California
police, incognito.

Now listen, Boss don't want
you inside, so just back off.

They ain't the California
police, Rosco. They're phonies.

- Oh, do tell...
- They're right behind ya.

I ain't gonna fall for any
of those old chestnuts...

- Rosco, look!
- Come on, we gotta stop them.

- Don't you move now. I'm...
- Come on, let's go!

Now, what do you
reckon, Coy had in mind?

Don't worry about
me. They got Enos.

- 'Out of my way.'
- 'Wait a minute here.'

And the chase was on.

Rosco! What are doing standing
there? Didn't you stop 'em?

- They grabbed Enos.
- I run those Dukes right off.

- The police fellows are fakes.
- Who?

They're after the jewels, too.

Now, they got Enos.
Alright, come on.

Come on, let's go.

Where's my driver?

Oh-oh! Come on.
Let's take my vehicle.

Get in.

You better tell us where
you stashed those emeralds.

Come on, talk.

Sorry, all I have to say is my
name, rank and serial number.

Enos Strate, ex-deputy.

.

There's not a sign of them.

I'm afraid, they got too big a
lead. Let's give it all we got.

Come on, come on.
We gotta catch 'em.

It's a matter of life or money.

Alright.

Listen, this is Sheriff
Rosco P. Coltrane

and I'm in hot pursuit. I
order you Dukes off the road.

Rosco, you just back off.

This is our fight as well.

Rosco, why don't we
join up on this one, huh?

'Enos will need all
the help possible.'

No, no, no. Pass 'em, pass 'em!

At which time, old
Silas Pew decided..

To go into the kindling
and firewood business.

He made a k*lling, too.

You're really getting me
mad. Now, you better talk.

Enos Strate,
ex-deputy. - - - - - - .

I think, we gave
his pals the slip.

I'm turning off up here, then
we can put the screws to him.

Looks like we lost 'em.

We better head back where
we stashed 'em emeralds.

- 'Before they force it out.'
- Well, Enos ain't gonna talk.

That's why we gotta find him,
before those skunks hurt him.

Hey, do you see
what I see up there?

- 'Yes, sir.'
- Is that what I think it is?

Let's go get 'em.

Come on.

And Vance was right.

Them heavies done found
themselves an old barn

and are holing up.

They ain't gonna be
easy like old Boss was.

You ought to be ashamed. If your
mommas knew what y'all doing.

- Will you shut up?
- Talk!

You can't even make
up your minds, can ya?

No-no.

- Jackpot.
- Yeah.

- Come on, let's move in.
- Hold on, hold on.

That's too risky. Those guys
gotta be awful jumpy by now.

Maybe just jumpy enough to
hurt Enos if we get too anxious.

If it's too risky to rush in,
we'll have to smoke em' out.

- Coy hit it on the button.
- I did?

Yeah. What do you say
we really smoke em' out?

We got some ol' dry
rags in the General.

- 'There's a lotta leaves here.'
- We'll make our own smoke.

Good idea. We get the Hazzard
Volunteer Fire Department

running around up here, that
ought to really shake 'em up.

- Now, you're cooking.
- Alright.

You kids get busy, I'll get on
the C.B. and get 'em up here.

Be careful now, we don't
wanna really burn that barn down.

This is Jesse Duke calling

the Hazzard Volunteer
Fire Department.

'This is Jesse Duke, there's
a fire at the old Clooney barn.'

You must have missed 'em. Look,
we're gonna have to backtrack.

Come on, backtrack. Backtrack.

While, old Boss and
Rosco was still hunting

them two crooks
was still questioning

and wearing thin on patience.

Enos Strate, ex-deputy, .

Enos Strate,
ex-deputy, - - - - - - .

That will be the
safe side, over there.

Let's go and take it real easy.

Yeah.

I've got this. I figured,
it would come in handy.

Good idea.

Uncle Jesse, you
keep the smoke going.

Better start talking.

Yes, sir. Enos Strate,
ex-deputy, - - - - - - .

- Where's the smoke coming from?
- This place is on fire.

- Let's get out of here.
- Sounds like a fire truck.

- Run for it.
- Get 'em!

Hold it, right there, cowboys.

Anybody moves, he gets it.

'Hey!'

'Alright, you two, get after
them, but don't get too close.'

Come on, let's get 'em.
This ought to come in handy.

Good thinking, partner.

Uncle Jesse, let's help 'em!

Let's stay here and put out
the fire, they'll take care of it.

Here we go. Pull
it. Come on, let's go.

Look out! Where are they going?

And in mid-chase, Boss and Rosco

landed in the briar patch.

Old Boss is having a sticky day.

Oh! Watch it! Don't
do that. Watch it!

- Those two!
- There they go!

How are we gonna stop them?
Every time I try to move up on...

Remember this?

I thought, it would
come in handy.

- You going fishin'?
- Yup.

If I don't catch something,
Enos is a goner.

- Hold it steady, cuz.
- You got it.

That's one.

Move up alongside.

Hold on, Vance.
I'll get a little closer.

Hold him, Vance.

'Let's get his g*n.'

- Ha-ha!
- Ha-ha! Great!

And so the Duke
boys rescued Enos.

The bad dudes were captured,
the stolen emeralds were

dug up by Enos and the
boys, and turned over to

the California police officers,
along with the prisoners.

Just get 'em all out of here.

Enos got his job back, as
well as a reward from Daisy.

Now, that's worth a
struggle, right there.

Everything was back to normal
in Hazzard by suppertime.

Or what's normal
for Hazzard, anyway.