Elly May Duke

Martha: Jesse, what if something happend to you? What if you . . .you. . . Jesse: What? Marhta: Your soul stolen?

Luke: Well, you don't have a house. . .sure don't like you workin at the Boar's Nest now . . .that really worries me. What if somethin happend to you?

Luke: Walks off to go talk to Denise Daisy: Don't pay no attention to him Bo. I'll go with you tomorrow if you want.

Martha: Jesse! Can't believe this.

Jesse: Marhta you ain't never gonna believe this. Marhta: What?

Devil: Well, I'll see you again. *disapears* Jesse: that was weird. I gotta go and tell martha about this. (Jesse and martha are planin on gettin married when they get outta highschool)

Luke: Well either way *snorts laughing* Daisy: Leave Bo alone. He's sweet and all. He will find himself a gir one day.

Luke: Well what you gonna do? I guess you and Enos are getting married since he asked ya but really what are you two gonna do?

Finally the whole thing is over and Jesse smiles as the devil lays his fiddle down at his feet.

They all sing and dance around Jesse

Bo: Well I didn't actually say it, but basically I pretty much in that whole two sentences said that I didn't care. . .Enos is the right man for you and you have a right to be happy.

Luke: Me? *laughs* I'm married and have a son. Why would I be jelous?

Luke: How bout going back to the house so we can talk this over with Uncle Jesse.

Daisy: Bo, Luke is apparently doubting you and your fathering skills

Jesse: Come on boys and have some fun Keep the devil on the run He ain't winnin this fight Not if he tires with all his might. (lol just thought of that)

Bo: I was wrong for what I said about Dixie and Enos.

Daisy: Well then what? Bo: Yeah, what?

Luke: What now? (lol)

Devil*grins* Jesse: But you'll regret it. I am the best. Devil: We'll see about that *pulls out the golden fiddle*

(Still cool.) Enos: Oh well then I guess it's Kyler Elizabeth. *Smiles*

Daisy: Well, are you saying you don't trust Bo?

Devil: Oh noting much. Just a little challenge. You and me against eachother on fiddles and If I win I get your soul and if you win *grins* you'll get a fiddle made of gold.

Luke: Look, I'm happy for him and all, but I don't know. Daisy: Luke, Bo might not be serious about a girl, but I know he's serious about this. Remember all the times you and him drove down to take orphans for fun days?

(Yeah. Could grow on ya. I kinda like your middle. Don't think I ever heard of that for a middle name. Course mine's Whitney Michelle so *shrug*) Enos: For waht?

Devil: Oh . . .aren't you a dumb one. *Jumps down close to Jesse* You know now? I'd like to make a little deal with ya.