"Stop!" Luke snaps in the passenger seat and Bo steps heavily on the brake and The General lurches to a halt. "What?" Bo asks impatiently, tired of Luke's seemingly pointless orders. "What's so damn important you want me parked out here for?" Luke rolls his eyes at his cousin, just as impatient at Bo as Bo seems to be with him. "You see Rosco over there?" he pauses to watch Bo give him a quick nod, "He's hanging something up. Wait for him to drive off and we'll pull up and have a look to see what he's hanging up." Bo nods in understanding, wondering why or how Luke always seems to make his pointless ideas make sense in the end. Bo sighs heavily as he turns and watches the older sheriff make his way to his parked patrol car only to trip over the curb and fall to his knees. Giving a small smile at the clownlike sheriff, Bo glances at Luke for a moment before wtaching Rosco stand up while dusting himself off while glancing around to see if anyone had saw him. After a moment that seems to be an eternity in Bo's mind, Rosco climbs into his patrol car, starts it up and slowly drives off. "OK Bo. Pull it up to the curb and I'll go have a look," Luke states though knows it is pointless since Bo would already know what to do. "Yeah, yeah, yeah. You don't have to keep telling me over and over what to do," Bo gripes as he pulls away from the curb he had pulled to a halt at and drives over to where Rosco was parked at to make a sharp U-turn and pulls to a stop where Rosco had been parked at only minutes ago. "Close enough, for you, Luke?" he questions sarcastically as Luke slowly climbs out through the passenger's open window. Bo breathes in as he watches Luke make his way to the radio station's clear window where Rosco had taped a poster onto it. The poster holds large colored and bold writing to it and a car on the bottom of it only to give Bo a growing sense of dread within him. "Bingo! Just what we were waiting for," Luke states from the window, loud enough for Bo to hear him, "our fears has been answered by Rosco himself. Though, could you tell me who Gordon Jeff is?" Bo gives a disbeleiving laugh and nod of his head. "Ain't bad enough he has framed Gordon up for what Rosco had done, but he can't even get his name right?" Bo questions as Luke joins him in the car, "Now what we do boy genius?" "You can start by dropping this genius junk of your's. I get it you're not happy about all this, but may I remind you, that I'm not any happier about it than you are. Just one of us has to be rational about the whole thing and not just jump to any quick conclusions or do what ever comes to mind as you seem to want to do," Luke states calmly, understanding where his cousin has come from with all this. Just not liking it any, "What we do now, you ask? Well first off is we call Cooter and meet back home. Fill Uncle Jesse in on all of this. He's got to be wondering where the world we are at...surprised he hasn't sent the calvary out after us as of yet..." "Ten four," Bo sighs as he he pulls away from the curb.