All language subtitles for The Dukes of Hazzard S02E11 Peoples Choice_track3_[eng]

♪ Just the Good Ol' Boys ♪

♪ Never meanin' no harm ♪

♪ Beats all you never saw ♪

♪ Been in trouble with the law
since the day they was born ♪

♪ Straightenin' the curves ♪

♪ Flattenin' the hills ♪

♪ Someday the mountain
might get 'em ♪

♪ But the law never will ♪

♪ Makin' their way ♪

♪ The only way they know how ♪

♪ That's just
a little bit more ♪

♪ Than the law will allow ♪

♪ Just the Good Ol' Boys ♪

♪ Wouldn't change
if they could ♪

♪ Fightin' the system ♪

♪ Like a true modern day
Robin Hood ♪♪

Yee-haw!

She does alright, though.

Now I know
what you're thinkin'.

It ain't natural to see
General Lee losing a race

like this to cousin Daisy.

But the last time Bo and Luke
beat Daisy into town

she put starch
in their undershorts.

And it gave 'em a little
somethin' to think about.

You lose, boys.
Another blow for equal rights.

Next time, my pride's
gonna come before my shorts.

Not mine. Ahem.

In most big cities, the airport is an exciting place.

But in Hazzard County,
the bus station can provide

about as much excitement
as anybody would want.

Mmm, get my drift?

- I think I'm in love.
- Well, I saw her first.

- She ain't your type.
- She sure is.

Howdy!

Excuse me and my cousin
here, ma'am

but we're conductin' a survey
on whether women prefer

little boys with blond hair
or men with dark hair.

I prefer men who are bald.

That's no problem at all.

I got a razor
in the car, I'll get it.

Alright, I got you this time,
you Duke boys.

Section 5-1,
violatin' a fire hydrant.

Ghkuh-ghkuh.

Wait a minute,
Duke boys?

- Yes, ma'am.
- Yeah.

Don't you remember me,
T.C. Rogers?

Thelma Claire Rog..
You're Jim Rogers little..

Oh, w-what happened to your
buck teeth and your bone legs?

I lost 'em in college.

'There you are.'

That's gonna cost you boys
at least $20.

I love it, I love it.

- Rosco.

Ain't you gonna learn that Luke
and me ain't out

I believe this belongs to you.

Thanks, Rosco.

You smart aleck..

How long you home for,
Thelma Claire?

Well, um, that kinda
depends on if I win or lose.

If you win or lose what?

'The election.'

I've decided
to run against Boss Hogg

for supervisory administrator
of Hazzard County.

Judas Priest on a pony!

Administrator?
Oh. Oh.

You got your work cut out for
you if you runnin' against him.

Heh, he wrote
the dirty campaign cookbook.

You think I don't know it?

He beat my daddy
out of the same job 15 years ago

by stealing the pencils
out of the voting booths.

'But not this time.'

You know,
I kinda like your..

...your spunk. Ha ha.

Tell you what?
If you need a campaign manager

you got one right here.

Seein' as how you're running
against Boss Hogg

you probably need a couple
of campaign managers.

Ah, why don't we just discuss
strategy over a tall, cool..

- Excuse us both.
- N-n-now, fellas..

- Excuse you, Luke.
- N-n-no, I don't have time.

See, I've gotta get settled in
and get over to the courthouse

to file as a candidate
before 6 o'clock.

Well then...
what are we waiting for?

Give me that, Bo.

'Revenge, revenge!'

Revenge, Rosco.
Revenge.

- That girl wants revenge.
- I tell you, she wants it.

- For her daddy.
- Mm-hm.

Old man Rogers,
whom I beat 15 years ago.

Unfair and unsquare.

Yeah. So the sorehead said.

Boss, I don't know
what you're gonna worry about

'cause you done won
last two times out.

That's because nobody
was runnin' against me.

- I was go..
- Here you can have that one.

Oh, thank you.

Well, listen,
let me ask you something.

Exactly what does a supervisory
administrator do?

'All that itty-bitty
nitpickin' things'

'I'll never bother to look up.'

Because it only takes
an itty-bitty amount

of Hazzard County tax money
to run that office.

Still, we don't wanna lose

'our share of even itty-bitty
tax money, now, do you?'

Shoot, no.

Boss, uh, how come you never
gave me any of that little

itty

Because after taxing your share
of the itty-bitty

there just wasn't nothin' left.

Oh.

Rosco, somehow, I gotta stop
that Rogers gal

from runnin' against me.

How you gonna do that, Boss?
Once she files as a candidate

I mean, she can run,
that's the law.

You know, in that dark tunnel
of your head you call a brain

'there's a flickerin'
night-light.'

- Oh, I apprecia--
- File, o' course!

If she can't file,
she can't run.

How are you gonna
keep her from filin'

with Emery Potter
over at the courthouse?

Oh, the night-light
just went out.

We get rid of Emery Potter..

...before 6 o'clock tonight,
when filin' time is over!

- Oh, that's a good idea.
- Come on, let's go find 'em.

Now, this may look like the town square to most people

but for county registrar, Emery Potter and Mabel Wooster

it's been
a lunchtime meeting place

for the past 12 years
of their engagement.

Oh, Emery.
Emery, honey

when are you and me gonna
set a date to get married?

Oh, Mabel! How many years
do I have to keep tellin' you?

Well, honey, just as soon as
I can afford to support..

...and feed you in the manner
in which you are accustomed.

Emery, that moment
has arrived.

Mr. Hogg, sir.
What brings you here?

Conscience, my boy,
conscience.

I haven't slept a wink
since I realized

that I'm the one to blame
for keeping you and Mabel here

'from the altar of matrimony.
Ain't that right, Rosco?'

Right. You can tell by
his beady little red eyes

he hasn't slept in a week.

And so, Emery,
I'm going to raise your salary

in an amount
to be pre-determined

by cross dividin'
the cost-of-living index

by your net capital gains.

Plus, I'm giving you this
cash bonus as a weddin' gift.

So, now, you just get
this adorable little thing here

to a preacher
and let me get some sleep.

Oh, Emery.
Emery, the day has finally come!

- N-n-now, hold on here.
- Oh.

Plus, I hope that you both
will accept the use

of my summer cottage
down at Lake Chicamahonee

for your honeymoon.
Available now.

It's a very romantic place
to consummate your nuptials.

Consummate, oh, Emery.

I can't..

M-Mr. Hogg, sir.

'I can't,
I can't get away right now.'

I got my job
as county registrar to do.

Oh, nonsense,
my boy, nonsense.

I'll have Deputy Enos Strate
substitute for you

while you're doin'
your consummatin'.

Oh, Emery, please.
Please, please, please!

- Aha..

'Look here, Emery.'

If you two leave
for Lake Chicamahonee

right this instant,
I'll pay for your nuptials, too.

Hot darn! That's good
enough for me.

Oh, boy, Emery.
We're gonna be married!

Oh, Lake Chicamahonee,
here we come!

You know, Boss, gettin' rid
of the county registrar

that's a new high
and lows for you.

- After you.
- Yes, sir.

Howdy, ma'am.

Hey, Bo.
Hi, Luke.

- Hey.

I'm here to file
as a candidate for the office

of supervisory administrator
of Hazzard County.

The name is Rogers,
Thelma Claire Rogers.

Against Mr. Hogg?
Well, I'll be.

Yeah, how about that?
Why don't you ask Emery

to come out so we can muddle
through that paperwork?

- Yeah.
- Well, Emery ain't here, Luke.

He's gettin' married today
in Chicamahonee.

Hallelujah, Mabel Wooster gonna
nail him proper after 12 years!

- You're kiddin'.
- Alright.

Well, in his absence, why don't
I file my application with you?

Well, I can let you have
an application, ma'am..

...but I ain't got
the authority to sign it.

'You mean, she can't
run for office'

'unless Emery signs this dang
piece of paper all by himself?'

- 'It's true, folks.'
- 'That don't sound like Emery.'

Did you talk to him?

I mean, did he say why he's
getting married in Chicamahonee

'instead of right here
in Hazzard?'

I never seen him, Luke.

'I heard sheriff talkin'
to Mr. Hogg about them'

'honeymoonin' in Mr. Hogg's
cottage on the lake.'

From chapel to the cottage
with no lost motion.

- Boss Hogg, don't that figure.
- We better get movin'.

Yeah, we better go
grind some gears.

- Wait a minute!
- Bye, y'all.

Would one of you Duke boys
kindly tell me

where we're going now?

You, me, and Bo
better get over to Chicamahonee

with that application
and get it signed.

'Let's do it.'

Bye, Enos.

So the boys cooked
hell-for-leather

gettin' to Chicamahonee.

And Rosco burnt
the same hell-for-leather

gettin' over to Boss
with the news.

You know, I can't afford
to lose this election.

And I'm talking about
the financial loss.

- Oh.
- Itty-bitty or no.

I just gotta look me up
all them nitpicking duties

of supervisory administrator.

Well, that's a good idea.

- Got 'em here some place.
- That's old. That's..

Here we are.
What did I tell you?

Look at that.

County air-pollution controller
means money.

Money.

County sanitation advisor,
money.

County earthquake consultant,
county cemetery coordinator

county probation officer,
all mean money!

All money.

Did I say
county probation officer?

- Yeah, you said--
- Shut up, I did!

And I never knew it.

It's probably because
it doesn't pay no money.

Probably because
it doesn't pay no money.

- Yeah.
- Rosco, this is it.

This how I'm gonna take care
of them Duke boys.

Oh, that's great,
that's great.

Aside from the regular
probation officer

they should've been reportin'
to the Hazzard County

probation officer.

- Namely, you.
- Namely, me.

- But they forgot.
- But they forgot.

Now, most everybody
in Hazzard County

loves getting married in the rustic setting of Chicamahonee.

And that includes the reluctant and the eager.

To unite these here two people
in the holy bonds of matrimony.

- Help me, guys.
- Sure.

There you go.

Come on,
we gotta hurry y'all.'

No, no, no.

Uh, you people will all just
have to wait your turn.

I've got a christenin'
and three more weddings

following this.
To be followed by a--

Excuse us, preacher,
uh, Mabel, and the Lord.

We just need Emery here
for just a second.

It's urgent business.

- It won't take but a second.

This here lady
is Thelma Claire Rogers.

'She's running
against Boss Hogg'

'as supervising administrator
of Hazzard County.'

Right, and you being registrar
and all, I need your signature

on this piece of paper
to make me eligible to run.

Oh ho ho, well,
that ain't no problem.

Go ahead.

Let's get out.
Oh, excuse me.

What the problem is,
is my signature on that thing

ain't legal and bindin'
without the great seal

'of Hazzard County
stamped on it.'

- Back in Hazzard.

Look, could we please get on
with the ceremony here?

'I'm sorry, Mabel.'

We're gonna have to take Emery
back to Hazzard by 6 o'clock.

Mabel, we promise
to get him right back.

My schedule is very tight.

And if it ain't now,
I can't marry you two or four

'Thursday, uh, late afternoon.'

Please, Mr. Potter. It's almost
time for my deadline.

Yeah.

- Sorry, Mabel.

But it's my sworn duty.

Oh, Emery. Listen, you put us
down for Thursday noon

'because we are gonna
be back.'

- Thanks, Mabel.
- Come on, Emery. Come on.

- 'Thanks, Mabel.'
- Oh, Emery.

Now, you wait for me, honey.

Come on, sweetheart.
Emery, wait!

Those boys,
they drive like maniacs.

Hang on.

Now, the time between
Chicamahonee and Hazzard

is 21 minutes
as the crow flies.

- Uh-huh.

Ain't nobody knows
how long it takes

as the General Lee flies.

A new Hazzard open road time
of 16 minutes, 32 seconds

and counting down
to 6 o'clock.

Come along, Emery.

I don't wanna have
to tangle with me.

Let's go, come on.

Enos, the county seal!
Quick!

- 'Enos!'
- 'We got ten seconds left.'

Hurry!

- Phew!
- Yaa-hoo!

- Alright!
- Ha ha!

T.C., you are now
officially a candidate

for the supervisory
administrator of Hazzard County.

Oh, and a candidate couldn't
ask for two better

'campaign managers.'

- Oh.
- A-ha!

Well, it's gonna be hard
to campaign

in a little tiny
jail cell, isn't it?

'Cause I'm arresting you
for violating your probation.

Alright, hand's up.

I swear old Rosco would raid
an orphanage Christmas party.

Now, Rosco, the last we heard,
our probation officer

had been transferred.
We was never assigned a new one.

How come you never told us
it was...it was Boss?

Eight will get you ten,
he never knew.

Hush!

Now, sheriff, don't you think
under the circumstances that

these two boys could be released
under their own recognizance?

Well, they recognize
each other, ma'am.

They've been cousins for years.

Alright, let's move out.
Move out.

We ain't going nowhere till
you read us our rights.

Oh, Bo, I've read those rights
to you a hundred times.

I'm sick of reading
those rights to you.

Don't you threaten me.

Alright..

Now!

Tell Uncle Jesse
still site four.

Freeze! Freeze!

- Let's hit it, cousin.
- You got it.

You, you dumb dipstick,
you're obstructing justice!

Freeze! Just--

Enos, this is
Sheriff Rosco P. Coltrane.

You got your ears on?
Come on.

Hi, there.

'Enos, you got your ears on?
Come on.'

I'm right here, sheriff.

Listen, I was going over
to the Busy Bee Cafe for lunch.

'You want to bring
you a corn dog?'

I'm going to corn your dog,
you turnip.

The Duke boys have just escaped
on 104 now.

I want you to go down
to Harvey Mills Crossin'

'and head 'em off.
You got that?'

Yes, sir.
Yes, sir.

I'm gone.

♪ The Busy Bee Cafe corn dog ♪♪

I got it blocked up ahead
for you, sheriff.

Here they come, sheriff.

Dang!

Here comes Rosco.

Alright!

Hey, you gotta hand
it to Rosco

at least, he's predictable.

Yeah, well, let's go see
Uncle Jesse, alright?

You got it.

'You want me to keep looking
for 'em or you wanna go eat?'

No, Enos, just forget it.
Do you hear? Just forget it!

Yes, sir, this here is Enos.
Forgettin' it.

Over and out.

You boys knew when you got
your probation

that you were supposed to report
to your Hazzard County

probation officer
every once in a while.

'Now, isn't that true?'

- Yes, sir, we did.

Because they never
told us who the dang guy was.

Watch your language.

Yes, sir.

Well, I guess
you know who it is now.

When it comes
to nailin' us

Boss is getting to be a master
at splittin' hair.

You know, maybe
I shouldn't run against Boss.

That's exactly what he wants
you to think.

I even tried to buy some time
at W-H-O-G-G.

Boss Hogg's radio station?

I know. Needless to say,
he refused me equal time

till the day after
the elections.

'You know, it just doesn't pay
to fight the system sometimes.'

Oh, it pays, young lady.

Indeed, it does.

Why, I've been fighting
the system all of my life.

Now it's time for you young'uns
to take over and fight it.

'Why, if you don't love
something enough'

'to keep it healthy and honest
and clean'

well, then, it's time to give up
and move on.

You see that there?

That there is good
Hazzard County dirt

and we love it. And that's why
we fight the system.

And your daddy loved it,
and that's why he fought.

And if you love it,
then you gotta fight.

'I got an idea.'

Just meet me and Bo over
at Cooter's garage in an hour.

Christmas is coming early
to Hazzard County this year.

- Ah, come on.
- I guess.

- Put it up right there.
- Okay.

Oh.

Rosco, you hammer
like you run your office.

You always miss it.

Now them Duke boys
are missing.

I want 'em in jail,
you hear?

Not out there, helping
that female run against me.

Don't you worry
about it, Boss.

I'm gonna catch 'em Dukes.
I'm gonna nail 'em.

Oh, you better,
or I'll nail you to that tree.

- Oh.
- And I won't miss!

Oh. Oh.

Little fat..

Oh, grabber..
I'm just..

Hey, Cooter.

- Cooter, come here!
- Come here.

We gotta talk to you.

What's up?

You know, there's election
coming up, don't you?

- Hunh-uh.
- Well, now you do.

You know that that means
that Boss Hogg's gonna be

in this courtyard giving
that same old dull speech.

You remember
Thelma Claire Rogers?

She growed up
and she's running agin him.

Alright.

She got the same right
to express herself as he does.

- Right on.
- That's right.

We also figure since
you got the equipment we need..

- You got it.
- Alright.

But the main thing Cooter had
that they needed

was a flat-out, purity, old,
country, shade tree genius

for things mechanical.

That's righteous.

Now, the next thing
I got in mind works on the C.B.

See, we're gonna
have to run some..

That ol' boy's
nearly as laid-back

as Willie what's-his-name.

Yaa-hoo!

In Hazzard, that's
the sound of genius.

Ladies and gentleman,
and voters of Hazzard County.

If you all want to, you can
come down here a bit closer

'if you want.
You wanna come on down here?'

I don't think
they hear me.

Well, they would
if you used the mic.

Oh, oh, yeah.
Yeah, I just..

Testing, one, two, three.
It's workin'.

Uh, citizens of Hazzard County,
uh, I guess you all know me.

I'm Sheriff Rosco P. Coltrane.

And you also know
what I stand for.

- Funny, just--
- Hold it, hold it, dodo.

Don't lose me votes,
just introduce me.

Just a second now.

With no further ado,
that's French

uh, I-I..

...I want to introduce
the present and the future..

...eh, supervisory administrator

the Honorable
Jefferson Davis Hogg.

Thank you.
Thank you, thank you.

My fellow citizens
of Hazzard County

you all know me well.

- Just a second.
- '...who's lived amongst you.'

Right about..

Alright, let's do it.
Come on.

'...urges you to exercise
your God-given right to vote.'

And to vote for--

'Thelma Claire Rogers.'

That's right, folks.
Vote for Thelma Claire Rogers.

'If you want honesty
in local government'

vote for Thelma Claire Rogers.

- Uh, now, friends..
- Vote for Thelma Claire Rogers.

Now friends, just pay no mind
to that upstart female.

- 'Vote for Thelma Claire..'
- Pay no attention to her.

A vote for Thelma Claire Rogers
will return

'the office of supervisory
administrator, once again'

into a position,
of integrity and trust.

Pay no mind to that
upstart female over there.

Don't pay no attention.
Hush out there, hush!

Pasture pie, them Duke boys
are back. Go get 'em.

- Oh, uh, will you just--
- Just don't stand there, go!

I'm gone.

Hush up! Hush!

Freeze!

'Fellow citizens.
Fellow citizens.'

They did it this time, this time
they're gonna pay for it.

I just want to say that my
only wish is to serve you all.

So that I can--

Manipulate your taxes
into a private fund

'that serves no purpose other
than to fill his fat pockets.'

Lies! Lies!

'Lies! Honest,
my fellow citizens, lies!'

I urge you to vote
for me, J.D. Hogg

and I will be
eternally grateful to you

from the bottom
of my heart.

'Rosco!'

Oh, uh, oh, oh, oh.

My friends, I have been
in this office for 15 years

'and I want to ask you..'

'...so that I can repay you
for your kindness..'

...by serving you well.

'Pay no mind
to that upstart female.'

'I urge you to vote for me,
J.D. Hoggs'

who has served you faithfully
for 15 years

'and I will see that I will
return your great kindness'

'by serving you well
in the coming days.'

Rosco, go get 'em!

Go get 'em!
Get 'em! Get!

That ain't bad for a day's work.
Let's get out of here.

Enos, this is your commanding
officer and leader

Rosco P. Coltrane
calling ya.

'Listen, the Duke boys
are heading out 122'

and I'm hot on their tail.
I want you to circle

around Prescott,
that's Presquat

uh, Pres...
uh, the crossroads.

'Circle around there
and head 'em off.'

'You know where I mean.'

'Enos, will you
get out of my way?'

'Move it over there
so I can get by.'

'Your gravel's
scuffin' my car now.'

'I'm serious, now.'

'Enos, you're not paying
no attention.'

'He's turnin'!
He's turnin'!'

Enos!

Enos, now you done messed up.

Will you let me get in front?
I'm your leader.

Enos, what are you doin'?

Enos, this is your superior
officer talking!

Now, you just pull over
and let me pass.

Enos! Can't you hear me?

I swear I'll get Dr. Pettibone
to clean your ears out.

'You're making me seasick here.'

'Will you get out of the way?
I am your superior officer.'

Let me by. Let me by.

Now I'll show him
how to really drive.

'I love it. I love it.
Ghke, ghke!'

'Reckon we got a choice?'

- Nope.
- I was afraid you'd say that.

I thought dip meant down.

- 'No, Enos. I didn't see it.'

I was drivin' with my eyes
closed and sneakin' a snooze

you dipstick.

- Fine.

- Let him try that.
- That did it.

Now remember, T.C.
still ain't won the election.

The Dukes will
have to build a fire

under a lot more folks
to win it.

So the next day,
Luke put the second part

of his campaign plan to work.

Well, that oughta 'bout do it.

Now what?

- Back towards town.

I said towards town,
not to town.

I figure anywhere is within a
ten-mile radius ought to do it.

I don't understand this.

Cooter hooked up our C.B.
so it'd be on the same

radio frequency as
the radio station in town.

All you gotta do is
talk into that microphone.

'You'd be broadcasted
all over Hazzard County.'

There you go.

I can't do this, fellas.

It's against FCC regulations.
I would be breaking the law.

Boss broke the law by refusing
you equal time, didn't he?

That's right.

Now would you
please get in the car?

Here you go.
Ready?

And now, ladies and gentlemen,
direct from his office

in the city hall..

...your next
supervisory administrator

the Honorable
Jefferson Davis Hogg.

Eh, my..
Eh, oh-oh..

Yeah.

Eh, my fellow citizens
of Hazzard County

'I'm callin' upon you all
to vote in the comin' election'

'for a hardworkin',
honorable man'

'who's earned your trust.
Namely, me.'

Modest, ain't he?

Yeah, and I thought
he made it on his good looks.

- Ha ha.
- That takes gall, honey.

And friends, as most of you
listenin' out there know

I just happen to hold
most of the mortgages

on your farms and property.

'uh, not to mention
the notes on your bank loans.'

'But of course,
I'm not the kind of man'

'who would try
to influence your vote.'

It's all yours, T.C.
Do it to it.

But today, I will promise you
one thing--

'Higher taxes and bank rates,
and a secret set of books.'

'This is Thelma Claire Rogers,
folks.'

I'm not promising you
the same pack of lies

that Boss Hogg
has been feeding you.

What I am promising you
is to see that your tax money

'is used for the purpose
it was intended.'

'That's for better schools'

'better roads,
better social services.'

'All the things that Boss Hogg
has ignored in favor..'

Yaa-hoo!
Ha ha ha.

'And Boss Hogg,
if you're listening'

'I want you to know
that if I'm elected'

'I intend to..'

Cut her off!
Cut her off!

Cut the whole station off!
I own it.

Cut it off!
Cut it off!

That's right, Boss Hogg,
a complete federal audit

'of your books.'

I guess you're off the air.

But I think you got in some
pretty good shots, anyway.

On election day, all the polls in Hazzard County are located

in one place,
the Boars Nest.

Next.

Howdy.

Oh-h, honeybun.
Uh, here, here's your ballot.

Now, you never mind my ballot,
Emery Potter.

You just remember your solemn
promise as a registrar that

you and me is gettin' married
today after the polls close.

Well, ye-yes, sugar,
but you see--

But nothin'.
Now, after I vote

I'm gonna be waitin' right
over there with my bags packed.

Well, it sure looks
on the up-and-up.

Yeah, I know,
but elections in Hazzard County

don't always stay
in the up-and-up.

Yeah, I know what you mean.
I'm worried about Bo and Luke.

If I can't arrest 'em
for violation of probation

then-then I think
I'll scare 'em out of town.

- Yeah.

Rosco, you proved
you couldn't scare a crow.

Now you just let me handle the
winnin' of this election my way.

Plan A, synchronize our watches.

Oh, I like..

The time is exactly
two minutes to 6:00.

I've got two minutes
till 5:00.

Oh! I said two minutes
to 6:00, dodo.

Plan B depends
on our closin' the election

one hour ahead of time.

- I got it.

Meanwhile, the boys knew
that Boss Hoggs

still had more tricks
than Houdini's trunk.

- Howdy, Emery.
- Hi, Enos.

Now, who do you dispose
that is?

Hey, Mr. Hogg.

- Hi, sheriff
- Hey, Enos.

I'm fixin' to vote.

- Oh, Enos, think pig.
- 'Yes, sir. He he.'

Yes, sir. He he.
Excuse me.

Uh, ladies and gentlemen,
my name is Wheeler.

- This here is Mr. Peters.
- Howdy.

We're the state election board
and have been assigned

'to transport the ballot box
to Hazzard County Courthouse.'

You have 30 seconds
before the polls close.

Hey!

This is ridiculous,
we still have an hour.

Yeah, it's not even
5 o'clock yet.

Sorry, ladies,
I have 6 o'clock.

So do I.

Rosco, what does
your watch say?

Uh, well, Boss,
I'm a little slow.

We all know that,
but what time is it?

Oh. Uh, well,
I-I got about 6 o'clock.

You know, give or take
a few seconds either way.

Uh, poll's closed,
ladies and gentlemen.

Uh, Mr. Peters,
the ballot box.

Now, wait a minute, most people
haven't even voted yet.

Ain't true, Daisy.

I know most everybody
in these here parts.

And well, far as I can tell,
they've all voted.

The election's over.

'Yeah..'

And you and me got a date with
a preacher in Chicamahonee.

Grab them bags, Emery.

Bye, Emery.

Well, what with with Emery gone,
looks like it's all over

but the screamin'.

Gentlemen, you now
can take the ballot box

over to Hazzard County
Courthouse.

'Take 'em all.'

There ain't
no doubt about it.

Them two turkeys must get their
watches from Boss for Christmas.

I ain't sure what's up, but
we won't find out by losing 'em.

- Come on, buddy.
- Yeah, you're right.

This ain't exactly
the way back

to the Hazzard County
Courthouse.

Yeah, no kiddin'.

We're being followed.
Lose 'em.

They spotted us.

Let 'em think they lost us.
Hang a turn the other way.

It's okay now.
You know where to go.

Don't figure that
was too hard, Bo.

They're headed right back
to the Boars Nest.

Yep.

Them boys are really swift,
ain't they?

Do you get the same bad feeling
about these characters

that I do?

I sure do.

Get the dummy ballots.

They're in that
left-hand drawer there.

- They're changing them ballots.
- Well, not if we don't let 'em.

- Yeah.

- Let's do this.
- Go!

Better look out, Bo.

I don't think he's fixing
to use that stool to sit on.

Get up.

- Let's get out of here, Bo.
- Yeah.

Hey, Boss man, we done it.

- We done it.
- Yeah.

And you know, Rosco,
when the votes are counted

and I mean,
thevotes are counted

I just got me
the strange feelin'

that I'll get re-elected
unanimously.

Boss, I don't even think
it's gonna be that close.

Have you ever considered
re

This is Wheeler
calling Boss Hogg.

J.D. Hogg here.
What's holding you boys up?

I thought you'd be here
by now, over.

We're chasing two good ol' boys
down Highway 102.

'They grabbed the ballot box
and hightailed it.'

Did one of them have yellow
hair, the other dark, over?

- Yeah, they're the ones.
- Oh!

Well, you get 'em
and get that box!

- 'Right.'
- That was Bo and Luke Duke.

Well, of course,
it was Bo and Luke Duke.

Now you go and follow them,
get 'em arrested

and get me
that ballot box back!

I'm gone.

Gee..
Aah!

I ain't about to get
myself whooped again

for the small change that
we've been paid.

We done all
we're gonna do for Boss Hogg.

- Right.
- Let's cut.

You bet.

Well, looks like we just lost
'em two flunkies of Boss, eh?

- Looks that way.
- Huh.

The ballot!

Here they are.

- Listen--
- Start countin' because..

We ain't got
no time to explain..

Rosco's behind us.
We've gotta.. Thank you.

Wait now, wait.
Hold it!

- You haven't voted yet.

- Alright, come on.
- Alright.

Alright, you Dukes,
I just..

- Gee-gee-gee-gee.
Huh? Ooh.

Ooh, ooh..

Just a normal everyday happenin'
in Hazzard County, T.C.

What?

Well, the dang car's flooded.
What're we gonna do now?

'Cooter!'

♪ Movin' them cotton ball.. ♪♪

Nice mornin'. We'll have
to borrow your truck.

Oh, sure. Yeah.

You'll get it back
when we lose Rosco.

Ah, okay. Yeah,
y'all knock yourself out.

- Come on, Bo.
- Hey, do me a favor.

Put a couple of dollars
worth of gas in there.

- You got it.
- That's a big 10-4, Cooter.

Ah!

Well, I'll be ding-danged.

Well, Enos, what is it?

- It's a tie, Mr. Hogg.

'A tie.'

A tie?

Well, what the devil
do I want with a tie?

Well, J.D., it proves one thing,
at least half of the people

in this county ain't afraid
to vote agin you.

Yeah, that's right

but I wish just one more
had felt that way.

Well, according to this here
ledger, there is one more vote

that ain't accounted for.

- Emery Potter.

Emery Potter?
Emery Po..

Emery Potter forgot to vote.

Hello, out there.
You boys out there somewhere?

'This is your Uncle Jesse.'

We're right here,
Uncle Jesse.

And I'm hot on their tail.
I'm comin', I'm comin'.

- It was a tie.

It was a tie.
Emery Potter forgot to vote.

You boys remember where he's
gettin' married, don't you?

Uh, yeah, he must be
over at Chicamahonee.

Alright.

Now, since the Boss's watch
was an hour fast

'you've got exactly 40 minutes
to get Potter over here'

and if he can vote,
we might have ourselves

a new supervisory
administrator. Ha ha ha.

There you go, J.D.

Rosco, if you can hear me,
make sure you get to Emery first

and make sure that he knows
who to vote for.

- Or else you can kiss--
- Your badge goodbye.

That too.

Just what I thought.

That little, fat,
white mushroom.

Ooh, ooh.

Ooh.

'Hush!'

Once again, we are gathered
here in the sight of the Lord.

Ah, hey, again.

We've got to take you
back to Hazzard again.

The election's a tie,
and you forgot to vote.

You can't have him.

Would you please consider
inviting these here two

'off of your guest list?'

The election's a tie?

And the polls close
in 20 minutes.

Emery, your vote makes you
the most important man

in Hazzard County.

- Yes, sir.

- Emery, don't listen to 'em.

Come on, Emery,
we ain't got much time.

Emery, you can't leave me
at the altar again.

Huh?

Now, sugar lumps,
we can do this later.

Right now,
Hazzard County needs my vote.

My schedule simply will not
tolerate another postponement.

But preacher, may..

Alright.

Does anyone here..

Judas Priest..
Sorry, preacher.

Let him speak up now
or forever hold his peace.

Bo, we only got six minutes
left. Get after it!

But if I go any faster,
I don't think y'all can hold on.

You heard what the preacher
said, now hold your peace.

- Yes.
- Go on, preacher.

Do you, Emery Potter,
take this here

'woman to be your
lawful wedded wife?'

To love, honor, cherish and
obey until death do you part?

- I..

Uh, ah-ha..
Yeah, I-I-I do.

- And do you, uh..
- Mable Wooster.

May the Lord give you
a large family, many children

and I now pronounce you
man and wife.

Emery!

We got-we got no time
for that, Emery.

Come on, Emery.

Emery!

- Come on..
- I'm with him.

There you go.

Here he is.
Give him the ballot.

You've got 30 seconds,
Emery, make your "X" fast.

Yeah.

Now, vote
your conscience, Emery.

Vote your job.

Oh.

You got ten seconds, Emery.

Alright, you Duke boys,
I got you!

Five seconds, Emery,
do somethin'.

Here's my vote.

I'll look at that,
give it to me.

Well, what do you know,
we got ourselves

a new supervisor,
Thelma Claire Rogers.

- Ha ha ha.
- Alright!

- Put that in the book.
- Congratulations, honey.

Rosco!

- Golly.
- Quit that, just quit.

Emery, you know the penalty
for treason, don't you?

I'll tell you.

It means you can
consummate your nuptials

on the unemployment line.

You are fired.

No, no, no, Mr. Hogg,
I'm afraid that the office

of county registrar
falls under my jurisdiction.

And Emery stays.

Well, that very well maybe,
but at least I'm gonna arrest

the Duke boys
for violatin' their probation.

- Come on, come on.
- Stop harassing.

Unh-uh, unh-uh.

As the boys
new probation officer

I'll take full responsibility
for them

until their case is reviewed.

- Yep.
- Well, you just.. You just..

You know something, J.D.?

You might have won this
election, except for one thing

Rosco P. Coltrane
forgot to vote.

He what?

It was just
a little oversight there.

Listen, I would-I would
vote, but..

- You forgot to vote, cow chip!
- But I was busy.

Kachow!

Well, let's hear it
for our new supervisor.

No, no, no, no, wait,
wait, wait a minute.

Let's hear it for my hero,
Emery Potter.

Oh.

Oh, and better luck
next time, honey.

Bye, Emery.

That's the Hazzard tale
about the time Boss Hogg

lost an honest election.

And how Bo and Luke found out
that T.C. wasn't about

to celebrate with
neither one of them.

She's married.

Well, she never did tell
that she wasn't..

...did she? You would've
figured old Bo and Luke

would've checked up on that.

Looks like a simple case
of them caught

with their checkers down.