Elly May Duke

Enos: *sighs wrapping his arms around her* Well, we have eachother. . .I hope it will be enough.

Enos: I will. Like I said. I don't even know what I'm going to do tomorrow. The only thing I know is that we're in trouble.

Enos: Daisy, what do you think I ought to do? I reckon you'd like me here with you and Lily.

Enos: Well. You should get some sleep. I don't know what I'll do. I guess go on home to be with the kids, but other than that. I don't know about the office. . .I don't know what Roscoe is doing.

Enos: I'm sorry. I know I shouldn't be like this myself, but with Boss dead. . .I feel like you're a little safer.

Enos: What? I know, that was wrong of me to say, but really Daisy.

Enos: Didn't think so. Well I don't reckon Boss will fire me if I don't show up for work tomorrow.

Enos: I don't reckon you feel like eating do you?

(Okay. I was about to go anyway) The two of them leave Bo: Come on Uncle Jesse, let's go. Jesse: *nods and he and Granny head on out with Bo and Luke*

Lulu: Come on. We'll go back to the house and you can get some rest. I'll get dinner started.

Enos: What are we going to do? Deputy and Sheriff? This is confusing.

Jesse: Roscoe? Who do you reckon is going to take over Commissioner now that Boss is gone?

Jesse: Yes. . .Maybe someday we'll have some young'uns to share it with.

Rosce: *smiles remembering* Well Daisy, you're in a weird way like a daughter to me. What else would I do?

Jesse: It's okay daisy.

Roscoe: Name one Daisy.

Roscoe: *shrugs* Least I'll have done something good in my life.

Roscoe: Couldn't have been as bad as mine, but really I will take the blame for Jamie Lee getting killed.

Roscoe: I know it ain't nothin. What is it?

Roscoe: What daisy?

Roscoe: *Babbles* Don't worry I'll take the blame. (He been drinkin too?)

Roscoe: I guess y'all saw what happend to my little fat buddy? Jamie poisoned him.

Jesse: I think we all ought to go and Leave Daisy and Enos. They've got enough problems without us. Just then Roscoe walks in. Lulu: Oh Roscoe. Roscoe: Hey sis.

Daisy: *Starts crying again* Bo: Wait. . .she never told us about that. Lulu: Me either. Boys you've got to do something.

Bo: What about Uncle Jesse? What is Roscoe gonna do now that Boss is dead?