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Oh, my God, Mike. Look, there's blue lights.

These cop cars through the trees in front of

the daggum speakeasy.

This time on "Moonshiners."

We need to go through that door tomorrow

and get what's ours.

So if me and Jerry's gonna do this, we gotta act fast.

I'm just hoping that our liquor's still in there

and it didn't get seized by the cops.

Oh, my God.

This is the damn ten sacks you've bought?

As much wheat as JB's been able to source,

we could make a lot of money with it.

All right, we get JB running them whiskers through that mash,

it'll be some of the finest liquor you ever seen in your life.

We don't need to blow him up again.

We don't?

Lot of liquor, boys.

Uh-oh, Huck. Brakes ain't feeling too good.

Hang on.

Get out, Huck! Jump!

This is how we make the moonshine.

I can't wait to get this daggum seltzer over here to

show it to him, man. This stuff is good.

In Maggie Valley, North Carolina,

moonshine pariah Mike and his partner Jerry head to

an unlicensed bar that's already pouring their

$200 a gallon imitation aged whiskey.

Now they're hauling 10 gallons of homemade hard seltzer,

looking to lock down the supply line to the county's hottest

nip joint before rival shiners or the law move in.

I tell you what, me and Jerry has worked day in and day out

on trying to create this hard seltzer.

We on our way over here to get this stuff sold.

I hope we have hit the nail on the head for the bar owner.

- Hey. - Hey, Mike.

- Hey, Jerry, how you doing? - What's going on, buddy?

We got your hard seltzer for you, man.

- Oh, yeah? - Lot's more of it, too.

A bunch of it.

10%?

- 10%. - Nice.

Looky here.

What kind of flavors you got going on?

Well, we got black cherry, we got pineapple,

we got strawberry-kiwi.

I think I got the best inventory of anybody now.

That's what it looks like, that's for sure.

- And it's all different. - There we go.

Whoo, got her loaded down.

- Try this black cherry out. - You should like that.

You guys did a mighty fine job, I gotta tell you.

I think I can sell a lot of this.

- We're gonna work on that, all right? - Good deal.

I can tell this is a slam dunk.

Me and Jerry has pulled off the hard seltzer.

He pops it open, and you can just about see the fizz dancing

on top of the daggum jar when he pulls the lid off.

We're just worried about it selling

and selling good for all of us.

- That's it, man. - That's what it's about.

Where in the world you getting all this other liquor from?

All over the place, man. It comes from Virginia.

That comes from over the river. I get it all over the place.

My pique of interest here is not this hard seltzer now.

We've got the deal on this stuff.

What is that over there?

Well, that's white lightning, corn whiskey.

There's other orders of alcohol sitting in here

I've never seen before.

I'm interested in what's going on in these other boxes over

here sitting on these tables.

That's a pretty jar, ain't it?

I was just curious of really what it was.

I seen that X there on that box.

- 140, what do you think? - Yeah, close to it.

Yeah, say 135 or so.

- Good, isn't it? - It's been a long time

since I had a swallow of something like that.

Corn whiskey.

From a wood fire.

- A wood fire? - Wood fire.

- On a wood furnace? - Well, a wood-fire furnace.

Yeah. Shoot, yeah.

Says he's getting this stuff from across the river.

There's nobody else in this country that I know of makes

liquor on a wood furnace. That's Mark Rogers hisself.

- Well, I'll get back to you. - Yeah.

- All right, buddy. - Hopefully it sells.

You know, I thought me and old Mark Rogers had

buried the hatchet.

That's Mark Rogers, buddy.

- Really? - That's all his liquor in there,

and he's selling to him.

We come to terms that he stay on his side of the river,

and I stay on mine.

That's 12 sticks of dynamite.

When I shoot this, and it's gonna set everything here off.

Exactly.

Last season, a feud between Mike Cockrell and Mark Rogers

hit the breaking point.

But after calling a truce...

We was partners at one time, and I don't want to spend

the rest of my life fighting and feuding with you.

...the two rival shiners have maintained peace in the valley.

Man, I know for a proven fact that's Mark and Huck's liquor.

Tell me what it's doing over here on our side of the river?

- You sure? - I'm positive.

You know, Mark Rogers's liquor ain't supposed to be on mine

and Jerry's turf. To me, it spells war.

Me and him's the one who made the deal between each other.

- He's the one that's broke it. - Yep.

So, something else fixing to break.

I tell you what, them old bear come in there,

they tear stuff up just for the fun of it.

- Yep. - I'll tell you right now,

I can't believe that me and you are borrowing liquor.

80 miles west in Graham County, North Carolina,

traditional shiners Mark and Huck are scrambling to

produce 150 gallons of high-proof corn liquor

for an impatient buyer.

But after bears upended the corn mash they had

fermenting to complete the run, they're calling in a favor from

a long-time ally across state lines.

Where we gonna meet them at, Mark?

Where we going?

Well, they didn't want to meet at the house...

so we're gonna meet in the old cemetery up there.

They'll help us if they can, but we gotta try something.

After the bears destroyed our mash, we filled up them

barrels and run as much as we could, but we're still

30 gallons short of our goal.

Sure is way back in the boonies, ain't it?

That's a big client.

We're gonna do everything in our power to keep him...

- What are you doing, Marky? - Looking for you, Mark.

...even if I got to run to Mark and Digger for help.

We had all of our mash ready to run and everything.

They's an old bear come in there and turned

them every bit over. - Oh [bleep].

Hey, we've got them, too.

We had some made, and I'm just short.

I just need some.

This is gonna be a good customer, and we need to fill

this order. - Absolutely.

Honestly, what we can spare, we can spare a 30 gallon,

but we're going to need it back pretty quick.

- How quick? - About a week.

Honestly, it wouldn't be in no hurry, but we ain't got a lot

of corn liquor. We've got a--

we got it promised, too.

So if it works out, then we can satisfy both customers,

yours and ours. - But I'll get it back to you.

- OK. - We'll fix you up.

- Corn liquor. - It's just corn liquor.

- That's what you want, ain't it? - That's what I want.

Ain't nothing special about it, except it's made in these

good-old East Tennessee hills. - Yeah.

Yeah. They give us the 30 gallon.

This liquor Mark and Digger's gonna give us,

it's really already sold. They just a-lending it to us.

But I've got five days to get it back to them.

It's gonna put me in Huck in a little bit of a bind,

but I think we can do it.

All right, thank you, boys.

We gotta get all this liquor delivered by tomorrow.

Then after that, we're gonna have to get busy running this

other run-off so we can pay Mark and Digger back.

Well, I'll tell you something, Mark.

I dread this. We gonna have to hustle.

We can do it. We've done worser.

- Jerry. - What's going on, man?

What's happening? You ready to go mash in?

We ain't mashing in today, buddy.

Man, I can't get that crap off my mind over at that speakeasy.

Yeah, you know, last night me and Jerry was dropping off some

hard seltzer to the biker bar.

Well, you know, we just happened to notice

there was another delivery sitting on the countertop,

and it had a black X on it.

That X don't show up on many boxes unless it comes from

one particular person.

I knew then it belonged to Mark and Huck.

Me and Mark Rogers made a pact between the two.

We'd make sure we didn't get in each other's way ever again.

Our liquor ain't over yonder, is it?

You know, that biker bar is on this side of the Broad River.

And Mark Rogers, he vowed that he would never come across

there ever again.

So as far as I'm concerned, the truce is off,

the deal's been broken, and I intend to do

something about it.

Dude, I mean, it's a speakeasy.

There was a bunch of people with different liquor in there.

Our liquor got there by a bootlegger.

Who's to say that Mark and Huck's didn't get there

by a bootlegger? - You know what? The fact of it is,

it's still over here in our territory.

It's competition to ourselves regardless.

I can see you're frustrated, but I think what we ought to do

is go ahead and let's go get our mash material.

Let's go mash in. Let's kind of let things

kind of just settle down a little bit.

Kind of let sleeping dogs lie, man.

Yeah, sleeping dogs lie.

You know what happens when you continue to let

sleeping dogs lie? You trip over them lazy things.

It's time to kick them in the rear end

and get them out of the way, Hoss.

Well, they ain't been in our way in a year, so I mean--

Well, they are now.

You want to go mash in? Go mash in.

I want to go get even.

Jerry, he's bad about sweeping things under the rug,

but me, if I know it's still under that rug,

I can't forget about it.

I want to go get something done about it.

Then we can let laying dogs lie.

This is half your business, too.

Oh, I know.

It's gonna affect you in the long run.

Yeah.

I think we need to go leave a message, so to speak.

What do you got in mind?

I don't know till we get there.

Me, personally, what I want to do about this is go find

their still site and just go in there and send them

a little message, so to speak.

Well, I mean, we do know where

their still site was last season.

And I'm sure it's still right there with that mangy old tarp

stretched over it.

Well, ain't but one way to find out.

- I'm ready when you're ready. - All right, let's go.

You know, I shook Mark's hand and said I wouldn't come

across the river myself, and I meant it at the time,

but I got good reason to be there now.

It's time to get to stepping on rocks.

You know, JB, ain't much excites him anymore.

I'm betting he's killed a deer out of season and needs help

getting it out of there.

In the foothills of the Smoky Mountains, after receiving

a cryptic call from old-time outlaw moonshiner JB Rader,

Mark and Digger head cross-county to meet

the living legend face-to-face.

Well, where are they gonna meet us at?

Down there at the end of the old fort farm?

Yeah, that's what he was talking about.

End of Rankin Road, that's got to be it.

Well, JB called me a little while ago, just out of

the blue, and he's excited. He's got something.

We got to see it right now.

Me and Mark are dropping what we're doing.

We got to go see JB.

Hello, Jacob B. Rader.

Radar.

Well, how much did you buy, Rader?

Why are they selling it so cheap?

- OK. - Get ready for corn.

Well, let's go look at it, we'll load it up.

- All right. - Being on the radar

with the law again, it kind of makes it

difficult to get ingredients, let alone make liquor.

So whenever an opportunity presents itself that we can get

some ingredients that we don't

have to do the searching for, we're all in.

This is the damn 10 sacks you bought?

We're gonna need a bigger truck.

JB walks us on in there, and we get around all

these combines.

Well, we figured out, hell, they ain't

10 50-pound sacks.

There's 10 1,000-pound sacks sitting here.

They're super sacks.

You gave $20 a bag for this red-top wheat.

Hell yeah.

Did you feel bad when you walked away from the man?

- That's what he wanted. - Hell fire.

I ain't never made no wheat liquor.

- I ain't neither. - I ain't never used it

by itself, but now we've used it

in little corn recipes here and there.

A lot of high-end bourbons I know use the red-topped wheat.

First one that comes to my mind is Pappy Van Winkle.

I mean, it's a wheated bourbon.

Traditionally, bourbons are made with a majority of corn

and rye, which gives them a peppery bite.

Wheated bourbons replace the rye with wheat,

offering the smoother, sweeter taste with notes of

vanilla and caramel.

Easier on the palate for newcomers, yet complex enough

to appeal to serious whiskey drinkers.

I'm thinking bourbon mash bill.

The only thing that's gonna make it a bourbon is there's

got to be more than 50% corn in the mash bill.

I'd say that's a good place to start as any.

I think if we can land on the right mash bill...

Oh yeah.

...this can make us all a really good living

for a long time.

With the amount of wheat we've got here,

it's unpredictable how many runs we can get out of this.

I mean, we put corn in the mix, barley in the mix.

I mean, we can put some fruits in the mix.

If we can figure out a good recipe, this could pretty much

do us through the end of our careers.

- Hey, JB. - Yeah?

- You done good, boss. - Well, thank you.

- I thought I did. - Hell, yeah.

We can make a lot of money for a long time to come if we can

make something good out of this.

- I think we can. - I think we can make just about

enough money to pay JB back

what he's put out, don't you? - Yes, sir.

You know, it'll make a good raw bourbon.

- We'll sell it as a raw bourbon. - Oh, yeah.

You know, yeah, JB, he's-- we're gonna have to put him

in the class above Kelly.

I feel pretty solid we can come up with a good recipe that

folks wanna drink.

Damn, have you ever seen like

the damn red-top wheat in all your life?

You reckon old Mark and Huck's still set up the same place?

Well, this is the way the old still site, we'll have to see

when we get there. - Mm-hmm.

The one thing about it,

their liquor is on our side of the river.

We don't know how or why, but we need to leave

a little message.

Me and Mark, we made a pact between each other that

we would not sell each other's liquor across the Broad River.

You know, and this speakeasy that Mark's liquor's in,

is definitely in our territory.

I just hope they ain't piled up in here making liquor.

Well, there sure ain't gonna be a lot of tourism

back in here, that's for sure. - No, sir.

Off the beaten path, that's for sure.

Tell you what, Mike, it's right up there

on the hill. - Mm-hmm.

Oh, I see a tarp up in there.

Let's go check it out on foot. I don't see no vehicles.

Let's go see.

We're getting out of the truck and easing up the road

a little bit. We can see that old blue tarp,

and there's nobody there,

but that still site's definitely still there.

I see the mash barrels there.

Yeah, they got several barrels in there.

Look right there by that tree in front of that mash barrel.

Where?

Right there on that tree right by this side of

the mash barrel. Is that game camera?

It's cameras.

Wonder how many more they got in here.

That's what I'm saying, we better keep our eyeballs peeled.

Come on.

We're walking up the road here, and Jerry immediately

points over there on the tree.

There's a game camera sitting over there, and Lord God,

there ain't no telling how many others are here.

Yeah, they're not there, that's for sure.

No, there ain't nobody there, are there?

We just gotta worry about these cameras.

You know, the good thing about a game camera, it's gotta point

in one direction only.

So, you can get behind them, they blind to me.

It's disabled.

Let's go for it, that way.

- Stick it in my pocket. - Disabled that one.

Yeah, let's go around to the left there.

Go around behind that one.

One camera's in the trail

pointing toward the still site up under the blue tarp.

And the other two is under the blue tarp, kind of pointing

up the road and toward the mash barrels, which I understand.

They're trying to catch anything or anybody messing

with their stuff. But hey, we saw the cameras

before the cameras saw us.

Got five barrels there. Looks like they're about ready

to run, too, don't they? - Yeah, they do.

Every one of them's full, Jerry.

And every bit of that stuff right there, it's going

over yonder to that speakeasy.

I say we go ahead and start taking rock down, son,

and get rid of this freaking still.

What do you think?

Wait a minute, let me ask you a question.

How did our liquor get in that biker bar?

Well, I think they had to probably bring it over and sell

it to Ken, didn't they? Just like we do.

Jerry, I know you ain't fixing to do this to me now, man.

We are here for the second time in two years.

- I'm telling you. - Well, the last time we knew

dead to right, but this time we don't know for sure.

You know, maybe last year,

I jumped the gun a little bit too fast.

Holy [bleep].

Jerry, look at this, dude.

They've shot it with a damn crossbow.

Man, I can't believe this.

I can't tell what these guys are capable of doing.

They never lied.

Oh, my god, they've chained us to the damn tree.

You know, Jerry, he could be right this time.

Just gonna take it cool,

see what we need to do about this situation, and address it

properly, and do what we got to do.

You know what, by God? I'm taking something with me

one way or another.

A moonshiner needs his cap and arm like a dead man

needs a coffin. He can't run without it.

He has to build him another one.

If it was left up to me, I'd blow that son of a gun

sky high. You know that.

I know you would.

Maybe this will set them back until we can find out exactly

what's going on with their liquor being

on our side of the river.

And if I find out they've done it intentionally,

this war ain't over. It's only just begun.

I'm anxious to see here this truck loaded down.

Yep. That's a lot of liquor.

Yeah, boy.

Yeah, we've got our liquor stashed in a old house.

We're gonna go load everything up.

We've got around 150 gallons.

I want to get this big load delivered.

Yeah, it looks like it's all still here, Huck.

I'll just start setting them right here and you can reach

and get them if you can.

A lot of liquor, boy.

It's a lot.

- Already got quite a bit in here, ain't we? - Yeah.

The way we built this bed, built it holler, and it looks

like tool boxes on the side.

This looks like an old construction truck, you know?

It hides the liquor good.

I don't think anybody'd have any suspicion

that it's full of liquor. - That's right.

I don't see no liquor. Do you, Huck?

No, what are you talking about? Ain't no liquor in that truck.

- No. - Yeah, we get the truck all loaded up,

all the jars in there.

Ain't nobody gonna know there's 150-gallon of liquor

in this old work truck.

Boy, I like our little truck, don't you, Huck?

Yeah.

Man, the way we built that bed, boy, you can't tell if

there's anything back there. - No.

I wouldn't care really to go right through town with it.

Why, no. The only thing that worries me

about hauling liquor in a lot of traffic,

somebody hits you or something, and you have a mess.

Oh, yeah. Anything can happen.

We'll take this shortcut across the mountain.

I think the more we can stay off the main road, the better.

Yeah, pretty country through here, ain't it?

It is.

Uh-oh, Huck.

Brakes ain't feeling too good.

- What they feeling like? - Like a sponge.

It gets steep right on down here.

Does it help if you pump them up any?

It ain't a-pumping up.

I bet you busted the brake line or the booster.

There's something wrong. I don't know what it is.

- I ain't liking this. - I can't stop it.

This gets steeper right on down here.

You get ready now, we might have to jump

out of this thing.

- Rough, ain't it? - .

Oh, damn.

Hang on, Huck, they's a big cliff coming up.

Get out, Huck. Jump.

Huck! Where you at, Huck?

Huck! Where you at, Huck?

Where you at? Huck!

I'm right here.

- Huck. - Damn.

- You make it? - Yeah.

Hot damn. Oh, God.

Like I broke my damn ribs.

- Man, where'd the truck go? - I don't know.

I don't know where it's at.

Hot damn, I'm about dead, Huck.

I'm gonna go down there and see if I can find something,

which I might find me a drink.

You won't find no drinking liquor down there.

- You better be careful. - You reckon?

150-gallon liquor is a lot of money.

That's what I was depending on making it on this winter.

Ah, ha!

Be careful, Mark.

Son of a bitch. Yeah, this thing is messed up.

All of our liquor's gone down this cliff.

There ain't nothing we can do about it.

Now, seeing this season right here, damn, I don't see a jar

that made it nowhere. Son of a gun.

I wish we had done better than this.

Hell of a wreck though, is all I know.

My season's shot. I'll tell you that right now.

All that money and work and time just puts you back

starting from zero again.

- Well. - Yeah, back to work.

I tell you what, all this damn wheat JB's got,

I don't know if we'll live long enough

to make it all up in liquor.

Yeah, it'll probably kill us

carrying about a third of it in here.

Three of us, me and Digger and JB, we're headed in.

We're just gonna go ahead and go mash in at

the still site.

And we're gonna try to figure out what we think is

the best red-top wheat mash bill for us.

I mean, as much wheat as JB's been able to source,

we've got a long-time supply of it, so we could make a lot

of money with it. - All right, Rader.

I want it to be the best possible liquor

we can make out of it. - Oh, hell yeah.

- How about we go 39 pounds of wheat-- - 51 pounds of corn.

- Yeah. - And then that way we can use 10 pounds

of-- of-- of the barley? - OK.

We're still gonna stick with a bona fide bourbon bill,

zero sugar. - Yeah.

I'm a huge fan anymore since we started using all grain.

We aint' getting as much liquor, but boy,

that flavor's much better.

To be a bourbon, the mash bill has to be 51% corn.

It's all grain.

The other grains can be anything you choose.

I like the idea. I think it's

gonna be a gangbuster. - Yeah.

There's more wheated bourbons on the shelves right now

than I can ever recollect.

Everybody's trying to come up with the next big thing in

the liquor world, us included.

Well, when you say just now, some of these high-end bourbons

is the Pappy's and the Blanton's.

- They've been doing it a while. - Yeah.

- I'm excited about it, boys. - All right, we get JB running them whiskers

through that mash, it'll be

some of the finest liquor you ever seen in your life.

We don't need to blow him up again, though, and catch him on

fire again if we can have it. - We don't?

- Not on purpose. - Well, I've changed my plans.

I was planning on lighting you up again.

Digger's a mash guru here, and we've never done anything

much with red-top wheat because it is more expensive.

We can't do anything until we grind the grain.

It's definitely to our advantage to learn how to

use it and use it to its full potential.

All right, 51 pounds corn,

39 pounds of wheat,

and the 10 pound of barley.

This is not gonna be a willy-nilly recipe where

we don't care if one bag weighs a little less than the other.

Shake that up a little bit, Rader, and get them little

clumps knocked out.

We're gonna be precise, we're gonna make good notes,

we're gonna watch our temperatures, we're gonna

watch, feel every step of the process.

Looky there how it loosened up.

Mm-hmm.

Speaking of which, we got to put a bucket of that barley

over here too, don't we? - We need to put 10 pound in it.

- Yes, sir. - You know, thing about it is,

just a year or so ago, Digger and I,

we were rolling in high clover.

We had a lot of people working with us, selling liquor

all across the state of Tennessee.

Well, I'd say you're about right to pitch the yeast

there Rader if you want to.

But you know, as fast as it comes to fruition,

it can also come crashing down. With any luck,

this wheat will be our saving grace for this season and maybe

a couple of many seasons to come.

I think we've done all the damage we can do here

this evening. - Hell yeah.

I say let's go take us a well-deserved break.

Damn right, let's go.

- All right, I'm gonna go on with you, buddy. - Yeah.

- Long day, boys. - Hell yeah.

Well, I'm glad we made that deal with the biker bar

owner, son. - Got a pretty good thing going

with them, that's for sure.

You know, me and Jerry, we made a deal with

this biker bar.

Kind of an underground speakeasy.

We'll go see how much you sold

since last time, won't we, buddy?

Well, I'm ready for another payday for sure.

We've been on this consignment deal, you know.

That's a regular paycheck for me and him.

So we're coming over here now to get paid.

Well, tell you what, this place is on back here, ain't it?

Little now.

On down in the boondocks.

Oh, my god, Mike. Look, there's blue lights.

Get pulled over here and get out, and we can hit the bushes.

These cop cars through the trees, blue lights on,

in front of the daggum speakeasy.

Let's see what the heck's going on.

Let's sneak over here by the creek.

Get down. Don't get caught now.

Who's that leaving?

Oh, my goodness.

He's the owner of the dadgum bar.

Here they come, dragging Ken out of the bar room.

He's selling backwoods liquor in there.

There ain't no taxes being paid nowhere on this place.

I mean, this whole operation is illegal around here.

- I wonder how they found out. - People talk.

People's gonna say something all the time.

You know, if the cops find any illegal liquor in there,

they're taking it to put it in evidence,

our payday will be gone.

They putting him in the car, man.

They're taking his butt to jail.

That ain't good, man.

We got a lot of liquor in there.

If me and Jerry loses all the liquor that we've made

and dropped off here on consignment,

we're done for the season.

There's no way we can recover from this.

We need to lay low for a day. We need to come back here.

We need to go through that door right yonder and go in there

and get what's ours.

- I say let's get out of here. - Let's go.

- Wheat liquor. - Yeah, wheat liquor.

This much grains in it, it ought to have a ton

of flavor. - It should.

Watch your rollers there, JB.

- Oh, yeah. - Boy, them little sticks and gravels will put you

on your ass.

Today's the day we're gonna go in here with JB.

We're gonna run this wheated bourbon, see what it turns out.

All the damn work we've done,

this better be some tasty-ass liquor.

It would be a shame it turned out and taste like

damn mud, wouldn't it?

You know, it probably don't make much sense when you're

struggling anyhow and you're not got any money

coming in to start experimenting.

We need to check our mash, make sure that it's ready.

But, hopefully, if we get this mash bill right, this could

very well be one we could hang a premium price on

and people won't balk at it.

Well, if that isn't it, ain't it?

- Yeah. - That's what we're looking for.

- Whoo! - It's got alcohol.

- Yep. - We've had very little exposure

and experience with wheat.

We don't really know what to expect.

We don't really know how to cook it just yet.

We haven't learned all the processes, but with

any luck at all, we've got a direction to go in

once we finish this run.

Now, let's see what we've done, Rader.

Whoo!

Well, it'll come here in a little bit.

If that wheat taste is good, and we hope it is, as much

wheat as JB's got, my God, we're in business.

Oh, we're climbing right ahead.

I'm at 110 over here, Rader.

You know, with all the trouble we've had-- we're-- I mean,

we've been behind the eight-ball since we turned

the light green.

But with any luck at all, we'll end on something that's

really unique and people are gonna want a-hands on it.

I got a drip or two over here, boys.

- Smells good. - Mm-hmm.

If it tastes as good as it smells, we might be on to

something here, Rader.

You know, now's the moment of truth.

All honesty, you never know what you're gonna get with

a mash until you put it in a still and cook it.

Well, I landed on that one for a 100-proof jar on that.

It might be a little bit lower than that, not much.

Not much, yeah.

You can pick that wheat out.

Real easy on the nose.

Yeah, it's got a biscuit note to it, ain't it?

Kind of tastes like a good, hot biscuit.

Yeah.

Wow.

- That's it. That's it, JB. - That one's good.

You've got that one, where we need it.

Boy, that drank of liquor right there, soft as

a baby's bottom. - Yeah.

With my inexperience with wheat, the best way that I can

describe it is it just softens out the corn flavor.

But the one thing I do know is it's damn good.

All right, JB, go out there and you can get us about 500 pounds

of that wheat in here and then we'll be

cleaning equipment up. - All right.

This jar of liquor right here, we can absolutely put that

wheat to use. - Oh yeah, exactly.

This wheat, it might be our saving grace this year.

I don't know, but I hope so.

Well, let's break this stuff down, get ready to upscale.

This being a wheated bourbon, I think there will be

a major market for this one.

Maybe this is our Pappy Van Winkle, if somebody

wants to put it in a barrel.

But we might just call it our Pappy Van JB.

Go ahead there, I'll bring up the caboose this time.

Well, here we go, Jerry.

There ain't but one way to do it, man, is go in there

and get in that door.

If we can get inside, we've got to hurry.

We've got to watch our backs, and we've got to be very,

very careful of what we do.

A couple of days ago, the biker bar that me

and Jerry's been selling to for all this time just been busted.

I don't know if all of our liquor's still inside there

or not, but we intend to find out.

We're taking a big risk here, you know that, don't you?

A big risk.

Busting into a freaking crime scene, tampering with evidence,

plus breaking and entering.

So if me and Jerry's gonna do this,

we gotta act fast.

We gotta get in there, find this stuff,

and try to get out. - You ready?

I'm ready. You got your pick set?

- Yeah, I got it. - All right, let's do it.

I'm just hoping and pray tell that our liquor's still

in there and it didn't get seized by the cops.

, I ain't done this in quite a while.

Better hurry up and get us in here.

I'm trying, man. I'm trying.

All right, got it.

Get in, go, go, go, go.

I see this liquor's in here somewhere.

Gotta be here somewhere.

He said it was in a secure place,

unless the law got every bit of it.

I mean, how many frickin' places can it be?

What's this right here?

This is a little kitchenette thing in here.

That's the back porch. Back porch.

What's that door there?

It's a bathroom.

It's not under the bar?

Ken never told me and Jerry exactly where the liquor

would be.

All I can keep thinking of is Ken kept saying,

he had a safe, secure place

where nobody would know where it's at.

Hey.

Look, Jerry.

There's nothing on these shelves.

The law must've got every freaking bit of this crap

in here. - They wiped it clean, didn't they?

You're dang right they wiped it clean.

Hey, hey.

- Look at this. - What?

There's glass, glass blocks.

Like you'd build a wall out of to be able to see through.

Yeah, it's hollow in there.

It's gotta be going to somewhere.

- Well, where's it going? - Hey, look here.

Check this out. What's this?

On the floor, there's like scuff marks on the floor.

This cabinet looks like it's connected right here.

It's separated right there. You don't reckon that...

- Look, it's separated. - Over here, too.

There's a freaking door here, I guarantee it.

- Holy cow. - There's something here.

Pull it out.

It's something.

- Oh look at that. - Oh my God.

Look here.

You got a bunch of turkey tails.

I thought turkey tails was feathers.

That's a fungus among us right there, Rader.

- Yep, and good. - What do you mean, they're good?

They're good for you. Good for your guts, heart.

You're just gonna eat that mushroom off that log?

- Yeah. - It don't taste bad.

No.

Well, is they something that might look like this that

you ain't supposed to eat?

Well, if they ain't white underneath,

don't [bleep] with them.

Well, I don't know about all that.

A little salty.

Somebody might have pissed right there.

Yuns are full of [bleep]. Let's go make that liquor.

Look at this crap right here.

He was talking about keeping it safe.

- It's all here, buddy. - Holy cow, look at this.

- Oh, my God. - Boxes after boxes after boxes.

So we go in behind the bar, we pull this shelf back,

and lo and behold, there's a room back there,

slam full of liquor sitting here.

- That's ours. - That's our liquor right there.

- That right there is ours. - Yeah.

Every bit of this is ours right here.

We got the hard seltzers, and we got the whiskey

over here. - All right.

You know, our aged whiskey's back here in this room.

Our seltzer liquor's back here.

Man, there's stuff from everybody.

Look, he's got peach brandy.

- Got it labeled. - Apple pie.

They's some liquor from all over the country.

There's thousands and thousands of dollars of

liquor sitting here.

Cops ain't even began to see what was behind here.

Oh, look, here's Mark's stuff right here.

There's Mr. Roger and Huck right there.

Well, what are we gonna do?

Well, for a fact, we're gonna get our stuff out of here,

but we're just gonna leave the rest of this stuff here?

Hey, man, the police is gonna get it all.

- Let's grab it all and go. - Let's do it.

You know, me and Jerry's gonna get all of our liquor here

for sure and get it out of here,

but we might as well go ahead and take

the rest of it for safe keeping.

If we don't get it now, there's a good chance that

the law may come back here and seize it all.

It's time to get up, get some boxes moving,

and get the heck out of Dodge.

I mean, with every box of liquor we can throw

on Jerry's truck, there's money right back in our pocket quick,

fast, and in a hurry.

This is all of Mark and Huck's stuff right here,

Ah, you shouldn't have never brought it

across the frickin' river.

You know, we don't know exactly what we're gonna do

with Mark and Huck's liquor yet,

but it's in our possession,

and we're not leaving it behind.

- We got ours and theirs, too. - You dang right.

Let's hurry up and get this stuff back to the shop.

Then we'll figure out what we're gonna do with it all.

Well, Huck, me and you're in a bind, buddy.

Bad bind, bad.

Yeah, we had this big order, 150 gallon.

We turned off a steep hill there,

and I hit the emergency brake

and there wasn't no emergency brake.

I seen the truck go over the edge of the road,

out of sight.

All that money and work and time just puts you back,

starting from zero again.

That was pretty well our whole season right there.

Yeah.

Just add salt to the wound, we borrowed 30 gallons from

Mark and Digger just so we could get our order in on time.

Now we gotta run some liquor just to pay Mark and Digger back.

- Yep. - Ready?

- It's dropped. - Well, pump her in there.

Yeah, where'd you put that cap at, Huck?

Left it on the still. Why?

I don't see it no more. It ain't laying in the creek.

That don't beat all what I've ever seen.

Looky here.

Battery's gone out of the camera.

That one's open, too.

They's been somebody here.

Yeah, it's been somebody.

This ain't been no bear this time.

Cap's gone, get to looking at our cameras, the batteries is

gone, the SD cards is gone.

Somebody's come in here and stoled that cap.

I don't see nothing else bothered, do you?

- No, nothing else bothered. - Nothing besides them cameras and that cap.

This wasn't the law.

They wouldn't have took nothing.

If it had been the law, they'd have been sitting here

waiting on us. - I don't think it was the law.

They would have let us come on in there and tried to catch us.

We're in a pickle, Huck.

We're not gonna run no liquor tonight.

When your still site's been compromised, even if you know

it ain't the law, you can't go back to running liquor there.

The risks are just too great.

I wonder who would take our cap?

I've got a pretty good idea who may have done this.

Ole Mikey boy.

He's only one that knows where it's at.

Why would he come back just to get a cap and not bother

with nothing else?

Well, you know how a weasel is.

- I can fix a weasel. - Yeah, I can, too.

We got a lot of liquor here, don't we, Bubba?

Can't believe we got all this stuff back, man.

By the skin of our teeth.

You know, last night, me and Jerry basically busted

into a crime scene to be able to recover all this liquor,

especially our personal liquor here.

You know, I thought for sure these cops would have seized

everything in there, but the biker bar owner kept

saying he had a special place he put stuff.

And we got out of there with all this liquor.

And Mark and Huck's liquor is also here.

You know, Jerry, we got all of our stuff back.

We know Mark and Huck made these few boxes, but we got all

this liquor from all over the place.

Man, over half of this stuff, we don't even know who made.

The big deal is these boxes with an X on them.

You know, it's still my biggest priority to find out how this

junk got across the river on our side.

I want to look Mark right in the face and ask him

point blank, "Did you personally bring it over here?"

And I hope that he would tell the truth.

That's the only way you're gonna really know for a fact.

But it's over here and it's competition.

We don't need it over here.

Me and Mark Rogers made a pact, man.

We come to a truce that I wouldn't go on his side of

the river and he wouldn't come on mine.

Whether we give it back to them or not, it's going on

how they act.

If I get any hint that they deliberately brought that

liquor on my side of the river, I'm taking the liquor,

selling it for myself,

and this war ain't nowhere near over.

So with that being said, I say we go call old Marky and Hucky,

get up a meeting, let's go have a little chit chat with them.

- What do you think? - Hey, I'm down for that.

Get a picture of him.

Maybe I ought to call Tim when we get out here

and send him this picture.

They burned down our stash site.

They burned down our still site.

The confrontation is over.

I think it's time for us to go in and kick some ass.

We know everything about them, and we're gonna play them

just like they played us.

We're gonna take care of business ourselves.

- Look what I found. - Oh, boy.

- More roadkill. - More goodies.

- Ha, ha. - Whoo!

Old Mike, he's been messing with us.

Had to get back at him.

We're gonna knock the old Mike in.

Man, that is nasty.

That tastes like death.