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FLASHBACK TO 1967 Enos, now 13, walks into the Sherriff's office with a jar in his hands, which are trembling. Sherriff Rosco P. Coltrane sits behind the desk as he sets the jar down. Rosco: My goodness. You keep that money around for payin' fines boy? Enos: No sir. I ain't ever had a fine before. Rosco: Sorry son, but that deer you shot was on J.D. Hogg's land and he insists on you payin' the poaching fine. Enos: I know. He made us give him the deer too. And it woulda fed us for a week. Rosco: But it was still his land. Enos: I know sir. Rosco: How much you got in there? Enos: Seventy-two dollars and eighty five cents sir. Rosco: Quite a lot for a kid to have. Saving up for something? Enos: Yes sir. I've been saving it to buy me a good handgun sir. Rosco smiles. He knows the value of a good handgun and fingers his pearl-handled pistol. Rosco: Hate to do this to ya, but yer fine comes out to seventy dollars even. Enos: Yes sir. Enos counts out exactly seventy dollars from the jar. It takes a while, as most of it's in nickels and dimes. Enos: There you go Sherriff Rosco Sir...Seventy dollars. Rosco: And here's your receipt.

FLASHBACK TO 1967 Enos, now 13, walks into the Sherriff's office with a jar in his hands, which are trembling. Sherriff Rosco P. Coltrane sits behind the desk as he sets the jar down. Rosco: My goodness. You keep that money around for payin' fines boy? Enos: No sir. I ain't ever had a fine before. Rosco: Sorry son, but that deer you shot was on J.D. Hogg's land and he insists on you payin' the poaching fine. Enos: I know. He made us give him the deer too. And it woulda fed us for a week. Rosco: But it was still his land. Enos: I know sir. Rosco: How much you got in there? Enos: Seventy-two dollars and eighty five cents sir. Rosco: Quite a lot for a kid to have. Saving up for something? Enos: Yes sir. I've been saving it to buy me a good handgun sir. Rosco smiles. He knows the value of a good handgun and fingers his pearl-handled pistol. Rosco: Hate to do this to ya, but yer fine comes out to seventy dollars even. Enos: Yes sir. Enos counts out exactly seventy dollars from the jar. It takes a while, as most of it's in nickels and dimes. Enos: There you go Sherriff Rosco Sir...Seventy dollars. Rosco: And here's your receipt.

<back to present> Lily: Wow Dad. You ever buy that gun? There's an awful lot in here. Enos: Well, that's a funny story. Lily: What happened? Enos: First of all, it took a really long time to save the money, as I was only getting nickels every week, and sometimes Rufus would find my money and steal it. Lily: So what'd you do? Enos: I took to hiding half of it in another secret place and half in this jar. Lily: So this is only half? Enos: Yep. I think the other half is still out there. I think anyway. Lily: But this is way more than $75... Enos: Well...this is from after I had to start over. Lily: After Rufus stole your money. Enos: Actually, after I had to use the money for a hefty fine.

<back to present> Lily: Wow Dad. You ever buy that gun? There's an awful lot in here. Enos: Well, that's a funny story. Lily: What happened? Enos: First of all, it took a really long time to save the money, as I was only getting nickels every week, and sometimes Rufus would find my money and steal it. Lily: So what'd you do? Enos: I took to hiding half of it in another secret place and half in this jar. Lily: So this is only half? Enos: Yep. I think the other half is still out there. I think anyway. Lily: But this is way more than $75... Enos: Well...this is from after I had to start over. Lily: After Rufus stole your money. Enos: Actually, after I had to use the money for a hefty fine.

Okay okay, we enjoy violence as much as anybody. Shoot, you should see Amanda's website. http://www.geocities.com/greenhat_99

Okay okay, we enjoy violence as much as anybody. Shoot, you should see Amanda's website. http://www.geocities.com/greenhat_99

<FLASHBACK TO 1966> An twelve-year-old skinny kid made his way into town with a bundle of skins. They included squirrel, rabbit, raccoon, and even a skunk skin. He laid them up on the counter like he did every Friday. "Well hey there Enos," said Mr. Peabody. "What you got for me today?" "Ten of 'em," said the boy. "All right," said the man, looking them over. "Ten skins...in good condition...at a nickel apiece..." The man smiled and handed the boy fifty cents. "Thanks," said Enos. "How much you need now?" "Just about ten dollars short now," said Enos. "I kin hardly wait. Can I see the picture again?" Mr. Peabody pulled out the catalog and Enos gazed at the picture. It showed a beautiful six-round pistol, worth $75. Enos had been saving up for it since he was seven. Now, after years of trapping and selling skins for a nickel apiece, it seemed like he was actually going to have enough to get it. Enos ran home and hid in the bushes to make sure he was the only one there. The car was gone and so was most of the fishing equipment, so he figured it was safe. Enos grabbed his own fishing pole and went inside, using it to release the trapdoor. He then threw the pole up, stood on a chair, and hoisted himself up into the room. He then used the pole the move the chair away and closed the trapdoor. "ENOS!" a voice yelled from downstairs. "ENOS! WHERE ARE YOU BOY!?" Enos quickly ran over to the quilts in the corner and pulled them aside. He dumped the fifty cents into the jar and hid it again. "You wait'll I find you boy!" called the other voice. "I know you're hidin' up there!" Someone was thumping on the ceiling now. Enos shivered and ran over to the window, climbing out and into a tree. He stayed in the tree until he saw his brother come outside. "You just wait Pipsqueak," the larger boy grumbled. "I'll find you yet."

<FLASHBACK TO 1966> An twelve-year-old skinny kid made his way into town with a bundle of skins. They included squirrel, rabbit, raccoon, and even a skunk skin. He laid them up on the counter like he did every Friday. "Well hey there Enos," said Mr. Peabody. "What you got for me today?" "Ten of 'em," said the boy. "All right," said the man, looking them over. "Ten skins...in good condition...at a nickel apiece..." The man smiled and handed the boy fifty cents. "Thanks," said Enos. "How much you need now?" "Just about ten dollars short now," said Enos. "I kin hardly wait. Can I see the picture again?" Mr. Peabody pulled out the catalog and Enos gazed at the picture. It showed a beautiful six-round pistol, worth $75. Enos had been saving up for it since he was seven. Now, after years of trapping and selling skins for a nickel apiece, it seemed like he was actually going to have enough to get it. Enos ran home and hid in the bushes to make sure he was the only one there. The car was gone and so was most of the fishing equipment, so he figured it was safe. Enos grabbed his own fishing pole and went inside, using it to release the trapdoor. He then threw the pole up, stood on a chair, and hoisted himself up into the room. He then used the pole the move the chair away and closed the trapdoor. "ENOS!" a voice yelled from downstairs. "ENOS! WHERE ARE YOU BOY!?" Enos quickly ran over to the quilts in the corner and pulled them aside. He dumped the fifty cents into the jar and hid it again. "You wait'll I find you boy!" called the other voice. "I know you're hidin' up there!" Someone was thumping on the ceiling now. Enos shivered and ran over to the window, climbing out and into a tree. He stayed in the tree until he saw his brother come outside. "You just wait Pipsqueak," the larger boy grumbled. "I'll find you yet."

It was a breezy day in April and Cherry and Lily were enjoying the freedom they had with Cherry's car. Cherry: You know...I wonder how ol' T.J.'s doing with that Plymouth? Lily: I don't want to know. I'm just hope I don't have to take him to prom. Cherry: You know you want to. Lily: I do not either! Cherry: Then who will you go with? Lily: I don't know...I don't know if I'll go at all... Cherry: Why not? Lily: Because I'm broke. I mean, we're doing okay. But I can't bring myself to ask for money for prom...even if I had a date. Cherry: The guy's supposed to spend the money on you ain't he? Lily: Yeah, but do you know how much prom dresses are? And a lot of guys don't want to pick up the full tab nowadays. I just don't see how I could afford it. Cherry: I bet you could...if you really wanted to go. But Cherry wasn't reassuring and Lily went home still in a glum mood. She really did want to go to prom, even if it was with T.J., but the money issue was nagging at her. She almost tripped over her dad's feet. Enos: Hey! Lily: Sorry Dad. Enos: What's the matter hon? Lily: Nothing. Enos: Now I know that ain't true. Enos pulled her down on the couch with him. Lily: Dad...did you take Mom to prom? Enos: Well...no. Lily: You didn't? Enos: I wanted to...but I was flat broke. I wasn't able to go at all. Lily: Who'd she go with then? Enos: <laughs> You know that's funny? When she found out about it, she didn't go either. We wound up just sitting out by the lake and having a picnic. Lily: Awww. Enos: Yeah. I would've taken her if I had the money though. That was the last date we had before I left for the police academy...why do you ask anyway? Lily: Oh...I was just wonderin... Enos: You don't think you can go do ya? Lily: Well...I don't wanna ask for any money we don't have... Enos: You're a good kid Lily. Lily: I'm not a kid. Enos: Young lady then...so I'm gonna let you in on a secret. Lily: A secret? Enos: Have you moved them quilts yet? The ones up in your room? Lily: Ewww no. They're disgusting. Enos: Well throw 'em down and we'll wash them. Be sure to have shoes on. Lily: Huh? Out of curiosity, Lily did as her father suggested. She was glad he told her to wear shoes, as she needed them to step on all the spiders that were hiding behind the quilts. But that wasn't all behind them. Lily: Hey Dad! There's a jar of money up here! Enos: I figured it'd still be there. Throw them quilts down. Lily pushed the quilts out the trap door. Enos: Man...these are dirty...oughta burn 'em actually. Lily: <jumping down and holding a jar> Look Dad! There's gotta be over a hundred dollars in here! Enos: Two hundred fifty two dollars and seventeen cents. Lily: But how'd you know it was there? Enos: Because it used to be mine. Lily: But what...? Enos: <taking the jar> Yep...what you're looking at here...is about ten years worth...of gun money.

It was a breezy day in April and Cherry and Lily were enjoying the freedom they had with Cherry's car. Cherry: You know...I wonder how ol' T.J.'s doing with that Plymouth? Lily: I don't want to know. I'm just hope I don't have to take him to prom. Cherry: You know you want to. Lily: I do not either! Cherry: Then who will you go with? Lily: I don't know...I don't know if I'll go at all... Cherry: Why not? Lily: Because I'm broke. I mean, we're doing okay. But I can't bring myself to ask for money for prom...even if I had a date. Cherry: The guy's supposed to spend the money on you ain't he? Lily: Yeah, but do you know how much prom dresses are? And a lot of guys don't want to pick up the full tab nowadays. I just don't see how I could afford it. Cherry: I bet you could...if you really wanted to go. But Cherry wasn't reassuring and Lily went home still in a glum mood. She really did want to go to prom, even if it was with T.J., but the money issue was nagging at her. She almost tripped over her dad's feet. Enos: Hey! Lily: Sorry Dad. Enos: What's the matter hon? Lily: Nothing. Enos: Now I know that ain't true. Enos pulled her down on the couch with him. Lily: Dad...did you take Mom to prom? Enos: Well...no. Lily: You didn't? Enos: I wanted to...but I was flat broke. I wasn't able to go at all. Lily: Who'd she go with then? Enos: <laughs> You know that's funny? When she found out about it, she didn't go either. We wound up just sitting out by the lake and having a picnic. Lily: Awww. Enos: Yeah. I would've taken her if I had the money though. That was the last date we had before I left for the police academy...why do you ask anyway? Lily: Oh...I was just wonderin... Enos: You don't think you can go do ya? Lily: Well...I don't wanna ask for any money we don't have... Enos: You're a good kid Lily. Lily: I'm not a kid. Enos: Young lady then...so I'm gonna let you in on a secret. Lily: A secret? Enos: Have you moved them quilts yet? The ones up in your room? Lily: Ewww no. They're disgusting. Enos: Well throw 'em down and we'll wash them. Be sure to have shoes on. Lily: Huh? Out of curiosity, Lily did as her father suggested. She was glad he told her to wear shoes, as she needed them to step on all the spiders that were hiding behind the quilts. But that wasn't all behind them. Lily: Hey Dad! There's a jar of money up here! Enos: I figured it'd still be there. Throw them quilts down. Lily pushed the quilts out the trap door. Enos: Man...these are dirty...oughta burn 'em actually. Lily: <jumping down and holding a jar> Look Dad! There's gotta be over a hundred dollars in here! Enos: Two hundred fifty two dollars and seventeen cents. Lily: But how'd you know it was there? Enos: Because it used to be mine. Lily: But what...? Enos: <taking the jar> Yep...what you're looking at here...is about ten years worth...of gun money.

There was an item on the news last night about a dog and her nine puppies being rescued from neglectful owners. The puppies were infested with maggots and five of them had to be put down. Then in the morning paper, there was a small article about them and a picture of the mama dog, Heidi, and her four remaining puppies, Daisy, Bo, Luke, and Boss Hogg, who are now with a foster family. We're trying to include the article and picture, but we can't figure out how to post it.

There was an item on the news last night about a dog and her nine puppies being rescued from neglectful owners. The puppies were infested with maggots and five of them had to be put down. Then in the morning paper, there was a small article about them and a picture of the mama dog, Heidi, and her four remaining puppies, Daisy, Bo, Luke, and Boss Hogg, who are now with a foster family. We're trying to include the article and picture, but we can't figure out how to post it.

Oh yeah, Jam would like to add that those karate chops looked completely and totally fake (which I assured her, they were). We don't mind Vance being knocked out by a fake karate chop, but they could've used something better for Daisy. She did a good job strangling the guy in the helicopter though.

Oh yeah, Jam would like to add that those karate chops looked completely and totally fake (which I assured her, they were). We don't mind Vance being knocked out by a fake karate chop, but they could've used something better for Daisy. She did a good job strangling the guy in the helicopter though.

I agree that Coy does a bit better of a job than Vance. Vance tries too hard to be just like Luke (which the producers probably told him to do). Coy, while similar to Bo, is more of his own character, a bit reckless and way too happy. I liked Coy in this episode cuz it broke the monotony of him being happy all the time. I blame the producers completely, or whoever it was who told Coy and Vance to be just like Bo and Luke. They would've done a better job if they developed their own personalities instead of just imitating those who came before (and falling FAR short). Some things are just too good to copy.

I agree that Coy does a bit better of a job than Vance. Vance tries too hard to be just like Luke (which the producers probably told him to do). Coy, while similar to Bo, is more of his own character, a bit reckless and way too happy. I liked Coy in this episode cuz it broke the monotony of him being happy all the time. I blame the producers completely, or whoever it was who told Coy and Vance to be just like Bo and Luke. They would've done a better job if they developed their own personalities instead of just imitating those who came before (and falling FAR short). Some things are just too good to copy.

Some of you people enjoy violence a little too much. We also found a bright spot in the Coy and Vance era and wrote a detailed description of it in the Enos Strate/Sonny Shroyer forum. None of the positive aspects we found involved Coy or Vance at all (getting beat up or otherwise).

Some of you people enjoy violence a little too much. We also found a bright spot in the Coy and Vance era and wrote a detailed description of it in the Enos Strate/Sonny Shroyer forum. None of the positive aspects we found involved Coy or Vance at all (getting beat up or otherwise).

Rosco: Wooo weee, that there's some car. Gotta belong to tourists. gkuh gkuh I love it! I love it! (into CB) Enos, you dipstick. You got your ears on? Enos: (over CB) Right here Sherriff. Rosco: I got some speeding tourists on Highway 24 here trying to get out of a ticket. I want you to cut 'em off at the junction. Enos: Sure thing Sherriff. Which one? Rosco: ENOS! How many junctions are there on Highway 24? Enos: Oh that one. Be right there! Back in the other car. Davy: Mike? There's another police car up there. Mike: Oh come on. I thought this was our show. Peter: I dunno what show this is. That cop is back there with a...basset hound? Micky: (sings) I'm gonna buy me a dog... Rosco gets out of the car and pulls out a ticket book. Enos comes over too. Rosco: All right there, lemme see your liscense there. Now...speeding...avoiding arrest... Enos: Hey, you fellas from California? Davy: Well yeah, we live there anyway. We were up in Connecticut visiting Peter's mom. Mike: But we made some sort of wrong turn. We're supposed to be headed for Texas. Enos: Well shoot you ain't too far off. This is Hazzard County Georgia. Rosco: (Handing 'em a ticket) Enos, will you stop being friendly with the tourists and get back to the station house? Enos: Yes sir. Nice talkin' to you folks. You can just follow me if you wanna pay off that ticket. Mike: Well, you see sir. We ain't got no money. Rosco: Well, that ain't my problem. Micky: But if there's a club or something around here we could play at... Mike: Micky, they ain't gonna have any clubs for us to play at around here... Enos: Play at? You guys in a band? Davy: Are we in a...we're the Monkees! Enos: Well possum on a gumbush! Davy: Possum on a...what? Enos: You know, sometimes we let folks like you play over at the Boar's Nest you know. You can pay off yer ticket thata way. Rosco: Enos. We only do that for famous folks and I ain't ever heard of the Chimps. Micky: The MONKEES Enos: Well I have. I heard them play at this little ol' club out in California called the Vincent Van Gogh Gogh. They played this nice little country sounding tune called "Sunny Girlfriend." Rosco: Well, if you want to talk Boss into it, you go ahead. Enos: All right then. Ya'll just follow me.

Rosco: Wooo weee, that there's some car. Gotta belong to tourists. gkuh gkuh I love it! I love it! (into CB) Enos, you dipstick. You got your ears on? Enos: (over CB) Right here Sherriff. Rosco: I got some speeding tourists on Highway 24 here trying to get out of a ticket. I want you to cut 'em off at the junction. Enos: Sure thing Sherriff. Which one? Rosco: ENOS! How many junctions are there on Highway 24? Enos: Oh that one. Be right there! Back in the other car. Davy: Mike? There's another police car up there. Mike: Oh come on. I thought this was our show. Peter: I dunno what show this is. That cop is back there with a...basset hound? Micky: (sings) I'm gonna buy me a dog... Rosco gets out of the car and pulls out a ticket book. Enos comes over too. Rosco: All right there, lemme see your liscense there. Now...speeding...avoiding arrest... Enos: Hey, you fellas from California? Davy: Well yeah, we live there anyway. We were up in Connecticut visiting Peter's mom. Mike: But we made some sort of wrong turn. We're supposed to be headed for Texas. Enos: Well shoot you ain't too far off. This is Hazzard County Georgia. Rosco: (Handing 'em a ticket) Enos, will you stop being friendly with the tourists and get back to the station house? Enos: Yes sir. Nice talkin' to you folks. You can just follow me if you wanna pay off that ticket. Mike: Well, you see sir. We ain't got no money. Rosco: Well, that ain't my problem. Micky: But if there's a club or something around here we could play at... Mike: Micky, they ain't gonna have any clubs for us to play at around here... Enos: Play at? You guys in a band? Davy: Are we in a...we're the Monkees! Enos: Well possum on a gumbush! Davy: Possum on a...what? Enos: You know, sometimes we let folks like you play over at the Boar's Nest you know. You can pay off yer ticket thata way. Rosco: Enos. We only do that for famous folks and I ain't ever heard of the Chimps. Micky: The MONKEES Enos: Well I have. I heard them play at this little ol' club out in California called the Vincent Van Gogh Gogh. They played this nice little country sounding tune called "Sunny Girlfriend." Rosco: Well, if you want to talk Boss into it, you go ahead. Enos: All right then. Ya'll just follow me.

We just watched this episode in its entirety and can you say "YEEEE HAAAWWW!" Okay okay, it IS a Coy and Vance ep., which is probably why they did one that focused more on Enos in the first place. But oh is it one for Enos fans! First of all, dig Sonny Shroyer in civies! The brown shirt looks a lot like the one John wore in one of the early episodes. You don't get to see Enos show off his muscles too much. Too hot! Speaking of muscles, how about Enos punching out the bad guy at the bus depot? We were afraid only the Duke boys were gonna get to punch anybody and Enos was just gonna trip over everything like he usually does, but he came in with a nice right hook at the tail end of it. Of course, this ep also shows that Enos is not as dumb as they make him out to be. He remembers all those code numbers and what to do when being interrogated. And the best part, this ep shows that Daisy really cares about him. She was all concerned that the bad guys were gonna hurt him and wanted to know if he missed her in CA. That, and she was wearing a really cool blouse. Oh yeah, despite being in the infamous Coy and Vance phase, this episode is definately one of our favorites.

We just watched this episode in its entirety and can you say "YEEEE HAAAWWW!" Okay okay, it IS a Coy and Vance ep., which is probably why they did one that focused more on Enos in the first place. But oh is it one for Enos fans! First of all, dig Sonny Shroyer in civies! The brown shirt looks a lot like the one John wore in one of the early episodes. You don't get to see Enos show off his muscles too much. Too hot! Speaking of muscles, how about Enos punching out the bad guy at the bus depot? We were afraid only the Duke boys were gonna get to punch anybody and Enos was just gonna trip over everything like he usually does, but he came in with a nice right hook at the tail end of it. Of course, this ep also shows that Enos is not as dumb as they make him out to be. He remembers all those code numbers and what to do when being interrogated. And the best part, this ep shows that Daisy really cares about him. She was all concerned that the bad guys were gonna hurt him and wanted to know if he missed her in CA. That, and she was wearing a really cool blouse. Oh yeah, despite being in the infamous Coy and Vance phase, this episode is definately one of our favorites.

Wow, we thought Osama was hiding in the Family Circus comic strip, but wouldn't it be great if they found him hiding out in Hazzard this whole time? He'd give Rosco a run for his money!

Wow, we thought Osama was hiding in the Family Circus comic strip, but wouldn't it be great if they found him hiding out in Hazzard this whole time? He'd give Rosco a run for his money!

Actually, Cletus went on "vacation" and never came back. Think he was tired of sharing the car and the paycheck. Rick Hurst actually got another acting job. As for most annoying characters, Amanda's overly biased opinion would be any and all of the guys that Daisy ever dated other than ENOS! She was also annoyed with Daisy in those episodes. When will that girl realize how good she has it!?? Jam agrees to some extent, with emphasis on Gaylord Duke. Man that guy was annoying. We have British relatives and hope they never see that episode. She also didn't care for the butler in Southern Cumforts (actually she finds the whole episode annoying). We both agree with Rosco's Mama being annoying, although it does explain a lot. He should stand up for himself, poor guy. Whatever happened to his dad? Just wondering.