Boss walks in the jail, strutting confidently and puffing on his fat cigar. He walks over to the cell that houses Jeff Gordon and looks at him through the bars then smiles. "Howdie there Mr Gordon Jeff. My name is Boss Jefferson Davis Hogg and I hold your future in my hands." The angry prisoner responds, "It's Jeff Gordon Mr. Jeff Hogg, not Gordon Jeff and if Hazzard County is part of the United States justice system a judge and jury will hold my future in their hands....hopefully the same judge and jury that will someday convict you and your so-called-sheriff of this outragous frame-up. Now why don't you just tell me what you want." Boss smiled "My my, testy testy. But I think we should get two things straight. Your future is indeed in my hands Mr Jeff. 'Cause you see sir, I AM the judge and jury around these here parts and what I see is a man who tried to murder a sworn officer of the law. The second thing we need to get straight is that there are only two options for you Mr Jeff. The first is to rot in a Hazzard County jail for the rest of your life.....and the second is......well, are you interested in hearing it?"