Balladeer:"Meanwhile, back in town, at the courthouse." Boss Hogg:"Rosco, I just got word that that there big wig NASCAR feller Bill Elliott is coming to Hazzard to be in our race. I want you to arrest Mr. Elliott on any charge you can think of. If we have him in custody, it means money for us. We can charge folks a dollar a look. $5 for autographs. $10 for pictures taken with him. $20 for concessions. We'll make a killing Rosco!" Rosco:"Wrong, wrong, wrong, little fat buddy! You're forgetting about one thing." Boss Hogg:"What's that?" Rosco:"The Dukes. How do we keep them from ruining our plans?" Boss Hogg:"I got dem Dukes already all figured out dipstick. Don't worry about that. If they come snooping around, we'll just foreclosure on that blasted farm of theirs, and they'll have to move away from Hazzard. They'll be out of my hair once and for all! Ha hahaha!" Rosco:"But Boss, you don't have much hair. Khee khee!" Boss Hogg:"Rosco, shut up you numbskull! Now, you get out of here, go find Enos, and y'all set up a roadblock on the highway. Boy, is Mr. Elliott in for a surprise when he arrives. He'll be going nowhere but straight to jail! Hahaha!"
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