>> Things are pretty simple
here in West Virginia. Your family comes first...
and you got to protect your property.
[dog barks] You take care of yourself.
But you also take care of your neighbors.
West Virginians are some of the friendliest folks you'll ever
meet. But I'll tell you something.
You cross us, and we will fight.
>> I know that bastard took my 'seng,
and I intend to get it back. Tony Coffman, get the hell
out here! >> Corby, I'm gonna count
to three. Get in that truck, get the hell
out of here, or I'll blow your ass off.
One. >> Tony, you fooled with
The General the last time. >> Corby, don't you push me!
>> I'm not afraid of you or your damn gun.
>> Hey, Corby. [country music]
♪ ♪ >> ♪ Lord, wash away my past ♪
♪ Or these here words might be ♪ ♪ My last ♪
>> male narrator: The American ginseng trade brings in almost
$27 million a year. And in Appalachia, that's helped
a lot of people get through tough times.
Tony Coffman paid his diggers top dollar to make the first
half of his 2,000-pound Chinatown order.
>> Yes, sir. >> I appreciate it.
>> Is that what I think it is? >> Yes, sir.
>> 25 pounds. 25,000.
You saved my ass. >> narrator: But as the season
goes on... [phone rings]
>> Hello. Coffman's. >> narrator: Ginseng gets
scarce. >> Hello, Mr. Lee.
>> narrator: And for Tony... >> How are you, sir?
>> narrator: Coming up with another 1,000 pounds is gonna be
twice as hard. >> Do what, sir?
I--Mr. Lee, this isn't like ordering a pizza.
I'm at the mercy of the digger. They bring--
I can't do weekly, sir. That's not the original deal,
sir. That's not how it's gonna work.
Mr. Lee, I've been doing this for 35 years.
This is not how I operate. Yes, sir.
I understand, sir. We'll get it done.
Yes, sir. [dog whines]
I can't go from monthly to weekly deliveries.
Now I got to deliver 200 pounds of ginseng by the end of the
week. [scoffs]
I don't have a clue how I'm gonna pull that off.
[dog whines] >> narrator: Nobody likes having
the rules change halfway through the game.
But in North Carolina... >> About loaded up there, Sam.
>> narrator: Sam Lunsford and his gang are throwing out the
book. [cat growling]
>> What's that old tiger got over there?
He kills every damn snake he can get his hands on.
Strike at him. Got to get to that head
before that snake could strike. [cat continues growling]
[hissing] Last year, West Virginia,
I don't think, got anywhere near our price.
So this year, I'm going to West Virginia to get ginseng.
I'm gonna bring it back to North Carolina and sell it.
We're gonna be digging and buying as cheap as I can buy.
We're gonna do anything and everything.
Nobody's gonna get in my way. I'm gonna get the ginseng.
These other buyers, uh, they're not a threat to me.
They're just kind of like a bump in the road.
[engine starts] It'll be my market.
[toy squeaks] We're gonna dig it all.
I don't aim to get snake bit. [cat meows]
I've had guys up there for the last month.
They done checked it all out. We're gonna pick those hills
dry. >> We're ready, Sam.
Let's get it on. >> You fellas water your lily.
We're fixing to hit the road. >> narrator: The Lunsford gang
is coming for West Virginia's 'seng by any means necessary.
[phone ringing] Back at Birch River...
>> Hello. Coffman's. >> narrator: Tony Coffman's
helping his fellow West Virginians...
>> Hey, Mike, yeah. Thanks for getting back to me.
>> narrator: In the battle against poachers.
>> Yeah, I got a girl named Willow Kelly.
Yeah, she's got a patch of ginseng.
She's having trouble with poachers.
And, uh, I know you know about that trouble.
Mm-hmm. I was wondering if you could
give her some help for me. She's an old family friend
of mine. Mm-hmm.
I tell you what, I'll make it worth your while.
>> Tony. >> Sure thing.
Okay. Oh, hey, man. Yes, sir.
>> Tony. >> I'll talk to you later.
I got to run. >> Tony.
>> What do you need? How you doing, Greg?
>> I'm doing good, you? >> Uh, I got the door locked
here. Little bit more security around
this place. >> I hear you.
>> Guns going off and stuff. Can't be too careful anymore.
>> That's exactly right. >> Where's your ginseng?
>> I ain't got none with me. I'm hunting a place to go to.
>> Don't want everybody hearing everything.
I think this place got ears, the way things are going this
year. >> [chuckles] I hear you.
>> [sighs] Well, I got a place.
Only thing is, with all this gunplay around here, your ass is
on the line. I know you like to ginseng on
your own. >> Oh, yeah, I like being solo.
>> It's too dangerous out there right now.
>> Right. >> Do you have somebody maybe
could watch your back? You're gonna need somebody.
I don't want you getting hurt. >> Yeah, I probably got a man
that I can call. Me and him might get in a little
trouble every now and then when we go together.
>> Well-- >> He gets me in a sling every
now and then. >> You can trust him?
>> Oh, yeah. >> He got your back?
>> Yeah, he's got my back. I can trust him.
>> Well, I got you a spot. It's not too far from here,
about 3 miles away. There's an old man Johnson farm
down here. Probably nobody been in there
for 20 years. Tell him I sent you.
>> All right. >> He's a friend of mine.
He'll let you in. I need the ginseng, and I need
it fast. Well, where I'm sending Greg,
he's gonna be parked right along the roadside where everybody
knows what you're doing, know exactly what you're doing.
With The General's thugs running around, robbing, knocking people
in the head, I didn't feel good about him being out there by
himself. [truck beeping]
Two's always better than one. >> Mr. EJ.
>> narrator: Greg calls his old buddy for backup.
>> Know that favor you owe me? >> narrator: Five hollers
over... >> Tony Coffman gave me an
address to this lady's house. >> narrator: Mike Ross is Tony's
gun for hire, and today he's helping out a Coffman family
friend. >> She's got this big ginseng
farm where she's been having problems with poachers stealing
from her. He asked me if I could come down
here and see if I could do something to help her out.
I think I'll set up a couple traps and some deterrents.
See what I can do. Time to go help somebody else
out. See if anybody's home.
[birds chirping] [truck door closes]
Anybody here? I don't guess she's here.
Her truck's here. I guess I'll go ahead and get
started. Gonna be setting me up a
perimeter. A couple ideas up my sleeve.
[truck door closes] Yep, I can already see some
ginseng right now. This lady is loaded with
ginseng. You're walking on the ginseng,
man. Watch where you're stepping.
That's probably her honey hole. This right here is the only way
in from this direction. I set up a nice little nasty
surprise over here and then one on the other end, I think we'll
be in business. [hoe thuds]
[gunshot] [gasps]
[gun cocks] >> This lady is loaded with
ginseng. That's probably her honey hole.
This right here is the only way in from this direction.
I set up a nice little nasty surprise over here and then one
on the other end, I think we'll be in business.
[hoe thuds] [gunshot]
[gasps] [gun cocks]
>> Put down that 'seng hoe. Who the [bleep] are you, and
what are you doing on my property?
>> Whoa, whoa, whoa, I'm Mi-- I'm Mike Ross.
Tony Coffman sent me to come help you.
He said you were having a problem with people stealing
your ginseng. >> How do I know Tony sent you?
>> You're welcome to look in my bag, ma'am.
I'm not here stealing your ginseng.
Take a look. >> Who the [bleep] is that?
>> Oh, don't worry about that guy.
>> Don't you [bleep] move either.
>> I'm building booby traps to help you protect your hand.
I figured he'd tell you before I came here, but apparently not.
I'm here to help you. >> All right, Mike.
Willow Kelly. >> Nice to meet you.
I can make sure these guys stay the [bleep] off here.
>> What do you need? >> You got any flint?
And by the way, try to stay to the left on this trail.
Watch for anything that looks out of the ordinary.
[sighs] What has Tony got me into now?
>> narrator: They say strong fences make good neighbors...
but during ginseng season, it takes a bit more to keep trouble
out. >> Hep, hep, hep.
>> narrator: Kentucky boys Raven and Ki are back in
the woods, hot on the trail for some 'seng.
>> This damn ginseng patch better be worth it.
>> narrator: After tracking Obie Bennett on a three-day
dig... >> Get that son of a bitch,
Raven! >> narrator: He beat the boys to
a huge score. >> [shouts]
>> narrator: And it didn't sit too well with The General.
>> Go, get the hell out of here. Go get me the 'seng.
>> narrator: Now Raven and Ki are looking to make it up to
him. >> Well, this plot here looks
just as good as any. >> I agree, man.
>> So you want to try to stay together, or you want to split
up? >> I say we stick together.
>> If we split up, we can cover more ground.
>> If we stick together, we stay safer though.
>> All right, we'll stay safer. >> Right there.
Yeah, check around here, man. There's bound to be some more of
it. >> Good root.
See how all the--each little flat spot represents a year, and
I'd say that one there would be anywhere from 15 to 20 year old.
Corby wants the big roots. Ginseng is not easy to find.
I mean, you got to get out there and get it.
>> It likes to grow in places that's real hard to get, so it
takes a certain breed of mountain man to get back to it.
That's your ginseng root. >> narrator: While Raven and Ki
try to dig The General out of his hole, 50 miles south...
[dog barks] >> It's a good thing I sent
Willow out of here. >> narrator: Mike Ross is
helping Tony Coffman's family friend by protecting her
property from poachers. >> Things might get pretty
dangerous. I'm gonna set up some surprises
for these poachers. Going after these guys for Tony
is just another way of me protecting my land.
I've made my alarm system a little bit better than last
year. You wrap one of them around one
of the terminals nice and tight. You don't want to touch the
other side until you're ready to hit it.
When this wire touches this terminal, the bomb goes boom.
Make sure y'all don't step here if you want to keep your feet.
If they want a fight, well, I'm taking the fight to them first.
I about got Willow's place secure here.
I just strung up five battery bombs.
Now I just need to sit and wait and hear one go off.
Let's get the [bleep] out of here.
>> narrator: A strong perimeter might protect your land
from outsiders, but it's hard to keep people out...
when it's an inside job. Ron McMillion promised
Sam Lunsford intel on West Virginia's ginseng trade...
>> You want some honey with this?
Pretty good. >> narrator: And it's time to
pay up. [silverware clinks]
>> It's pretty good with honey. Actually, it's from the best
root in the Appalachians and-- and--and--
>> I need that information. >> [sighs]
Sure. I told you about two buyers
around here. There's Tony Coffman.
He runs a tight ship. Tony's pretty swift.
He keeps his stock in people. Especially one, this girl.
She lives alone. And she's sitting on, tsk,
hard to tell how much ginseng back there.
I could tell you where she is. And the other buyer, he calls
himself The General. Runs around here and there,
buys a lot of ginseng, and he keeps it in his truck.
Anyway, it's two people here in West Virginia basically control
everything. >> I appreciate that.
Better than I expected. [gun cylinder clicks]
It won't be long. They're gonna have to come to
me. >> Yeah.
>> 'Cause I'm gonna have the ginseng.
>> narrator: West Virginia might be new territory for the
Lunsford gang, but thanks to Ron's information, Sam's foot
soldiers know just where to go. >> You sure this is private
property? >> Ah, who gives a [bleep]?
>> narrator: Huston and the Massey boys are dropping in on
a friend of Tony's who's sitting on a honey hole.
>> I think there's ginseng all through here.
>> Hell yeah. >> There's plenty of digging,
that's for sure. >> Yeah, boys.
It's everywhere down here. >> This is going to be a good
haul if we can get all this out of here.
>> Reckon what we got there? >> That could be a hunting
cabin or a house. I can't really tell from here.
>> See any cars or trucks around there?
>> I don't see no trucks. That don't mean there ain't
nobody there. >> Damn.
>> Reckon we ought to come back in here at night?
>> I ain't worried about them guys in there.
Let's get in there and dig this 'seng.
>> You awful cockstrong, son. You want to come on in and rush
in on somebody. We'll come back in here at
night, and we'll get it all. >> Dang, we could get it all
right now though. >> You're the one who'll have to
deal with Sam. >> All right.
Let's get out of here. Hey, boys.
>> We're coming back tonight, and we're getting every damn bit
of this 'seng. >> narrator: The Lunsford gang
has their target. Five hollers north,
Raven and Ki already have today's haul in hand.
>> Man, it feels good to get to dig some damn ginseng.
>> narrator: And they're anxious to sell to The General.
>> He's going to be happy with that, man.
>> Oh, yeah. >> It'll feel good to finally
make some money. >> Yeah.
>> Oh, who's this guy? >> Who's this crazy old man?
Wait a minute. Oh, [bleep], The General.
>> The General? What the hell is he doing
walking? >> What the hell you doing
walking? >> My damn truck's been stolen!
>> Well, let him in. >> Who in the hell stole your
truck? >> Well, I got an idea.
I got two weeks of ginseng in the lockbox on that truck.
The one time I left the keys in it, some bastard stole it.
Ah, hell, look there. There's my damn truck.
>> Ah, hell. >> They blocked it off, so I
couldn't get out of here. >> Think somebody's up there
with it? >> Well, there could be.
Hell yeah, the door's open. Look, they done ransacked it.
No, no, no! Look, my lockbox is gone.
That's where I had my 'seng. It was locked up in
the toolbox. They've taken everything.
Look here. This was inside.
They've taken all of it! I don't have anything left.
>> Yeah, that's kind of weird they didn't touch nothing else
but the ginseng. >> No, didn't take anything but
the 'seng. Ah, [bleep]!
>> They knew what they was after.
>> That damn Tony Coffman. He's trying to put me out of
business, and it looks like he might have done it.
I'll call you guys. >> All right.
[engine starts] >> I know it was that damn
Tony Coffman, and I'll get it back no matter what it costs or
what it takes. If he wants hell, then he's
gonna get hell. >> narrator: Corby's on
the warpath. A few miles east...
Sam Lunsford waits for a special delivery.
>> Got that lockbox from Corby. >> Have you looked in it?
>> No. >> Hell, let's get it out of
there. [hammering]
Yeah, let's see what you fellas got.
[grunts] Got five bags in here.
Good dried 'seng. Probably about 40 pounds of it.
That old man give you any trouble?
>> We was in and out and had no idea.
>> That's good. You boys done good.
Done real good. Get this 'seng back to the stash
house. Take the rest of the day off.
You boys earned it. >> narrator: Sam's striking at
the heads of West Virginia's top ginseng buyers.
He threw the first punch at Corby.
And a few hollers over... >> Yeah, this is as close as we
can get. We're gonna have to walk all the
way in there. >> narrator: Huston and the
Massey boys are going after Tony.
>> Let's get it. Keep your heads on a swivel.
It's on the side of that hill over there.
[animal howls] [animals chirping]
Kind of spread out and start looking for it.
It's right in here. >> Hey, I found a nice one here.
>> Yeah, this is it. Three-prong right there, boys.
>> One right there. >> I think I got a five, the one
I'm pulling out down here. >> Yee-haw!
We're hunting some-- [explosion, all shout]
[animals chirping] [truck door closes]
>> I set up a couple traps in the woods.
I got my hillbilly alarm system 2.0 out there.
>> narrator: Tony Coffman hired Mike Ross to protect a friend's
ginseng from poachers. >> When this wire touches this
terminal, the bomb goes boom. >> narrator: His traps are set.
Now he's on the lookout for trouble.
>> I guess we'll wait and see what happens.
>> narrator: And with the Lunsford gang invading
West Virginia... [animal howls]
>> Yeah, this is it. >> narrator: There's plenty of
trouble to go around. >> Ginseng all through here.
>> Three-prong right there, boys.
>> One right there. >> I think I got a five, the one
I'm pulling out down here. >> Yee-haw!
We're hunting some-- [explosion, all shout]
>> Son of a bitch! Here we go, boys.
[gun cocks] >> Get the [bleep] out!
[bleep] damn, Lester, what have you got us in to?
Come on! >> See them flashlights?
That's them [bleep]damn mother[bleep] poachers.
[gunshots] >> Go!
Get the hell out of here! [bleep] damn.
>> You see that? >> Shut that damn door.
Let's get the [bleep] out of here!
>> What the hell was that, man? >> [bleep], I don't know.
Some kind of [bleep] landmine or something.
>> [bleep]! I guess they didn't want me
shooting at an easy target. I don't see them anywhere.
They must have got the [bleep] out of here.
That's the best thing they could've did.
>> narrator: The Lunsfords learned real quick just how
West Virginians take to outsiders.
60 miles north, Tony asked Greg to find
a partner to keep him safe in the woods.
>> Old man, you're getting slow in your old age.
>> Yeah, hell, can't help that.
>> narrator: So he called fellow Georgia boy EJ Henderson.
He might be the only guy Greg trusts, but sometimes he's more
trouble than he's worth. >> Go, go!
Come on! $6,000 fine automatically,
automatically. >> Cover this son of a bitch up
a little bit. I will never ginseng dig with
you again. That son of a bitch deep.
Look yonder. [whistles]
>> Hey, hey, far! >> That deep.
>> [grunts] I don't know, Greg-o.
Oh, [bleep]. [grunts]
>> [grunts] Psh! Dang!
>> Ain't that easy? >> That damn bark's slick on
them logs, brother, for sure. [grunts]
>> It's aggravating as hell to go through the mountains with
EJ. He's too damn old.
You're supposed to put him in your backpack and carry his ass
through the mountains. >> [grunts]
>> But I don't got no choice. >> narrator: Any root worth
getting is a long hike away, but with EJ in tow, Greg's
journey just got longer. >> Let me rest a little bit.
>> It don't matter what mountains you get in.
They always steep, ain't they? >> Yeah, they are.
>> There's always ginseng where it's rough to get to.
We'll have plenty of it when we leave here.
I hope we get us a sackful. >> Yeah, I hope so, man,
for sure. >> Are you rested up?
>> Yeah. >> You ready to run?
>> Don't know about running, brother.
>> Let's try. For sure.
>> narrator: Several hollers south...
[footsteps] [knocking]
[truck door opens] >> Hey.
>> Hey, Ron. >> narrator: Sam Lunsford is
getting ready to execute the next stage of his plan.
>> That, uh, that information, I appreciate that.
Good information. >> Okay.
>> But I would really like to know a little bit more about
this--this old partner of yours, this Obie fella.
>> Well, I-I-I-- Okay.
I know everything about Obie. And some.
>> narrator: West Virginia is one of the nation's leading
exporters of wild ginseng. >> Today's the day that Mr. Lee
sends his guy down from New York to make up his weekly pickup.
>> narrator: And with his Chinatown buyer changing monthly
deliveries to weekly... >> I don't have it.
>> narrator: Nobody's moving more ginseng than Tony Coffman.
>> I'm supposed to have 200 pounds.
I've got 100 pounds. [sighs] Jeez.
I'm 100 pounds short. Oh, [bleep].
There he is. Guess I got to call Mr. Lee,
let him know I don't have his order.
Yes, hi. Mr. Lee?
Yeah, this is Tony Coffman. Yeah, yes, sir.
Yes, your driver just pulled in. Yes, sir, um, I got some bad
news, Mr. Lee. I don't have all your ginseng
this week. I did the best I could, sir.
I'll get it. I just--I just don't have it
this week. I-I know you don't want to hear
excuses, sir. I'm not making excuses, sir.
We'll get it taken care of, I promise.
I just need a couple more days. That's all.
[sighs] Yes, sir.
It won't happen again. Good-bye.
[horn honks] [phone ringing]
What the [bleep] am I gonna do now?
I just missed this order. That could jeopardize the whole
deal. I'm making a lot of promises
to a man you don't break a promise to.
[engine starts] These guys mean business.
[scoffs] He's not very happy.
Let's put it that way. What am I gonna do?
>> narrator: Tony doesn't stand a chance without his top diggers
producing. Down in the hollers...
>> Old man, what are you doing digging my damn root?
>> narrator: Greg and EJ finally found the honey hole
Tony told them about. >> Oh, [bleep], man.
>> narrator: But Greg's not about to let EJ slow him down.
>> He's old. He drives and bitches like
a 90-year-old woman. You can't--
It's hell going through the woods with him.
I hope it's worth it. I think I'm gonna run on up
through here. >> Well, I'm gonna go right
around through yonder. >> Well, just carry your old
ass on through yonder then. I'm not going that way.
>> The more ground we can cover, the more ginseng we can find.
Plus, EJ's old ass is slowing me down.
Ah, here's me one. Ah, yes.
Beautiful four-prong. Beautiful.
Look at that one tater. That is beautiful.
Thank you, Lord, for giving us another one.
Another three-prong. That's why I like being alone.
I don't have to worry about nobody in the mountains.
I don't have to worry about nobody but old Greg, and
the rattlesnakes and the buyers I can deal with.
But having somebody with you, you always got to worry about
them, you always got to watch them.
And if they get hurt, you got to get them out, which is a lot of
strain and stress and struggling on me.
[thunder] Looks like rain's coming.
Me and EJ better get our ginseng and get out of here.
We get mudslides in these mountains.
Gotcha, baby. Find me some more.
[thunder] [bird calls]
This damn rain sucks. Coming through, going to weaken
my ginseng stems, knock every bit of the leaves off of it.
If it don't knock the leaves off it, it'll knock the leaves off
the trees and cover it all up. Ruin all my ginseng.
Both of them was on the same root.
That's a badass root. 20 years old.
Damn ginseng roots are like lightning bolts and snowflakes.
They ain't none of them the same.
That's beautiful. All right, that's enough fooling
around. Time to get the [bleep] out of
this rain. EJ!
Where'd that son of a bitch go to?
Hey-o! Hey-o!
This is why I like to be my damn self.
I don't like to be in the woods with somebody else for this
reason. Hey-o, hey-o!
Damn it. Hey-o!
Hey-o, hey-o! EJ!
Yo, yo! EJ!
>> Hey-o, hey-o! >> narrator: Two hours in the
rain and Greg's yet to find EJ...
>> Hey-o, hey-o, hey-o! >> narrator: Who got lost in
the woods. >> EJ!
Yo, yo! EJ!
>> Hey! >> Old son of a bitch. Where you at?
>> There you are. >> What the hell you doing?
>> You ain't hurt or nothing? >> No.
>> What the hell are you doing sitting there?
I've hunted you for two hours. >> Have you?
[laughs] >> Damn it.
>> You look pretty wet, man. >> Pretty wet?
Hell, I've been all over these damn mountains hunting you, and
it's raining like hell. >> For sure.
Rain's cold, man. >> It's cold, but it ain't gonna
hurt you. >> Well, that's true too.
>> I'm just soaking [bleep] wet anyway.
>> How much damn 'seng did you find?
>> Don't break your damn leg. >> [grunts]
[laughs] >> That's good.
I ain't telling you how much I got.
It ain't none of your business. >> narrator: It was a cold, wet
day in the woods, but Greg and EJ are headed back
to Tony with 20 pounds of 'seng. [thunder]
But they're not the only ones on their way to see Tony Coffman.
>> I know that bastard took my 'seng.
That's what keeps me in business.
Without it, I won't have a business.
So...I intend to get it back. [phone rings]
>> Hello, Coffman's. Okay.
>> Tony Coffman! >> Bye-bye.
>> I know you're here! >> Hey.
>> Get your ass out here! I want to talk to you!
Come on, don't be a damn coward! Come on out here!
>> That's that [bleep] Corby. What in the hell's he doing
here? >> [shouting in the distance]
Get your ass out here! Hey, come on.
>> What are you bellowing about? >> Put that [bleep] away.
I'm not afraid of you or your damn gun!
>> Hey, Corby. >> Get your hands off of my damn
throat! You [bleep] with me the last
time! >> What are you talking about,
Corby? What are you coming in here
yelling about? >> If you think stealing my
'seng will get you to the top-- >> Steal your 'seng?
>> Yeah, you took the lockbox off my truck!
>> Oh, bull[bleep]. I did not.
I don't even know what you're talking about.
You're a [bleep]damn liar! >> Either you or your workers
did it. >> You think I'm out stealing
stuff? That's your game.
You got guys out running in the woods, knocking people in the
head, and sticking them up as they're trying to bring the
'seng, and that's all you! That ain't me!
>> That's your opinion. You know better than that!
>> [chuckles] Corby, I'm gonna count to three.
Get in that truck, get the hell out of here, or I'll blow your
ass off. What?
>> Tony, you fooled with The General the last time.
>> Corby, don't you push me! >> I'll go!
>> You're going one way or the other.
>> But you want hell, you're gonna get hell!
>> You're gonna go one way or the other.
>> This ain't over. You ain't seen the last of me.
>> Crazy old son of a bitch! [tires screech]
You believe that [bleep]? That's some nerve, ain't it?
That old son of a bitch is off his meds.
He's crazier than hell! I tell you, I've had it up to
here. I've had it up to here with him.
>> narrator: The rivalry between Tony and Corby is
heating up. But the devil you know is always
better than the one you don't. >> You boys are the best
diggers in North Carolina, and I mean to put your talent to
work. >> narrator: After running into
Mike Ross' defenses... the Lunsford gang regroup to
plot out their new strategy. >> This fella Ron, he's got a
digger that's gonna help us get in on some of that good 'seng.
Might be a little hard getting him on board, but I hope you
don't mind, uh, getting your hands dirty again.
I may have to ask you to do that.
>> Whatever it takes, Sam. You know we're in.
>> Appreciate it. >> We gonna give them inbred
hicks a taste of North Carolina. >> All right, boys.
Let's get to it. >> narrator: Next time on<i>
Appalachian Outlaws...</i> >> There's days that you go out
here in these mountains, man, you get beat down.
And any given day, you don't know what the hell is in store
for you. See what you're made of out
there in them woods. You might not like what you
find. >> Hey, mother[bleep]!
[gunshots] Get you some of that!
>> We either do it the easy way, or we do it the hard way.
[gunshot] [dog whines]
>> Mr. Lee's a little upset because I missed his deadline.
>> Only way to stop poachers is be smarter than them.
Nobody will be able to find this ginseng except me.
