MaryAnne

The episode you seek is called "Witness for the Persecution." Boss is to testify against somebody at a trial and is placed under Federal protective custody. The Feds figure the safest place they can put him is the Duke farm. Daisy, oblivous to this arrangement, comes home from the Boar's Nest one night, changes into her nightie and finds Boss in her bed. ROFL. Not sure where to find Daisy Duke screensavers but I'm sure there's some around the web here somewhere. =) Lisa

"I understand why ya reacted as ya did. You were hurtin' too." *takes a step toward Rosco* "But the fact that yer back, says a lot. There's still a place in yer heart for Hazzard. And although you may be an ol' fool, yer still my cousin. And I can forgive ya." *smiles and gives her older cousin a hug* "Welcome home, Rosco..."

MaryAnne sighed. "Um....no he won't be home for supper. Atleast not for another..." *looks at calender* "Twenty one days. The short version of all this is that Brian's in jail for two reasons. One, for breakin' the law I laid down about fightin' and two, for his own good. " *pauses, looks at Rosco sadly* "You wanna talk things not bein' the same with a place missin' at the supper table...?"

MaryAnne regarded her cousin with a weary yet otherwise expressionless face. "A lot has happened since you left, Rosco. It would take me a couple of years worth of Sundays to tell ya all of it. You've been gone a long time..."

"Waaalllll, ya talked me into it." MaryAnne grinned. "I'll meet ya at the Busy Bee for lunch." (OOC meant to tell ya earlier Chance, yer doin' fine with the Rosco lines you've written. Khee! =)

ROFL. I seem to recall there's an episode where Rosco was putting something in the glove box of the General (cufflinks?) and it only showed the hands. And they sure as heck weren't James Best's. They looked more like John's. LOL. "I'm a good ol' boy...you know my momma loves me...but she don't understand they keep showin' my hands and not my face on tv..." =) Although he couldn't shuffle cards it didn't stop Denver from playin' one of the riverboat gamblers in the Mel Gibson movie version of Maverick....and getting thrown off the boat for cheatin'. LOL. Actually, throwin' himself off the boat for cheatin'! ROFL

After Chance and Doc Appleby went into Kristy's office, MaryAnne turned to Val and grinned. "I love it when they say 'Coltrane?' like that and then look at Rosco. Khee! Leaves 'em speechless every time. Now what's this you said about lunch?"

I never expected for folks to start bannishing themselves from town. That wasn't my intent. Whether or not anybody could have stopped the fight is not the issue, nor is it the charge. However, given that the proposals have been made, the court has something to say... D.M.W - As Chet Duke's author your proposal of 60 days punishment is noble. Given as Chet and Brian are guilty of same charge, I would like to make a counter-offer of the same terms as were given to Brian. 60 days, with a parole hearing after 30. Parole would come in the form of a story, either completed or in progress, by July 25th. The story, upon completion will be posted to the HNet fanfic section. Consider this a court counter-offer. Although you are free to reject the terms, and stay with your original, I'm lookin' to make the time spent productive. Daney and Min Duke - Your 30 days of punishment is a noble gesture as well and the court would like to offer similar counter offer terms. At the end of your 30 days, each provide a story, either completed or in progress, to be posted to the HNet fanfic section. Again, each of you is free to reject this proposal and spend the next 30 days bannished to the farm. But I would like to see something productive come from the time spent. So noted. MaryAnne

Watching all this from the booking desk, MaryAnne had kept quiet. This Chance Walker was certainly getting a crash course education on Hazzard County. She stood up and came down from the booking desk to join the group. "Well," she said. Boss looked at her, pointing a finger with his cigar in grip at her. "Don't you start with me too, MaryAnne." "You mean I can't join in on the fun here?" "Jit! MaryAnne, hush." MaryAnne turned to Rosco, blue eyes regarding her cousin in a cold stare that made Rosco flinch. "YOU hush. Seein' as there's an audience here I'll save my riot act for the both you later!" MaryAnne turned and faced Chance and Doc Appleby. "I apologize for the conduct of our Sheriff and County Commissioner. Doc told several of us that you were coming. I hope you understand that this ain't our usual red carpet treatment for new arrivals."

Justice, however, knows no time warp.... Please see the County Legal Notice.

Deputy MaryAnne Coltrane -- Hazzard County Sheriff's Department. About three weeks ago, I declared martial law and placed the town on a 72 hour lock down to get a curb on the excessive fighting that was taking place. About a week after the lock down was lifted, Chet Duke and Brian Coltrane entered into a pact to attempt to beat the hell outta each other. This act was in direct violation of the decree set forth at the time of the lock down. As Chet Duke is no longer a presense in Hazzard County I cannot bring forth charges and render a sentence. However, the remaining participant, Brian Coltrane, has been charged and subsequently found guilty of violation of the lockdown decree from June the 4th. There was to be no more fighting. The sentence, handed down for such violation is as follows: 60 days in the Hazzard County Jail, time served to begin immediately and without delay. The incarcerated may be eligible for a parole hearing after a minimum of 30 days served. Hereby entered and recorded in the County record by Deputy MaryAnne Coltrane, Hazzard County Sheriff's Department.

MaryAnne was kneeling beside Hilery as well and her own eyes weren't very dry. She could feel Hilery's pain and Brian's guilt, especially when his dark eyes turned up to look at her. The deputy in her, however, knew there were some things that needed to be taken care of. The first of which was getting Hilery back to town safely. "Hilery? C'mon, I'll take ya back to town, to the garage. We'll have Cooter come out and get Jumper here. I don't want you drivin' any more today like this, ok?" She tugged on Hilery's shoulder eventually getting the young Davenport to pick herself up off the ground. She stood up brushing tears away and MaryAnne put an arm around her shoulders. "I know it hurts, Hilery, but ya gotta stay strong. Ok?" MaryAnne looked at Brian. "Wait for me at the courthouse..."

Meanwhile, sitting at the booking desk, MaryAnne glared at the CB box after hearing Rosco and Enos's exchange. She picked up the mike. "Rosco P. Coltrane, yer the last person in this county that I'd expect to be harrassin' the tourists!" "Will you hush! It ain't no tourist!" the Sheriff repiled back. "How do you know?" "Because I know. For one thing, they's speedin' and that means they're runnin' away from something! And I'm gonna nail 'em. Khee! I'm gone..." MaryAnne rolled her eyes and felt sorry for whoever was about to be introduced to the Sheriff of Hazzard County...

MaryAnne got out of Maverick and went to the driver door of the Shelby. She pulled it open. "Hilery," she said gently. "C'mon now..."

MaryAnne watched Jumper pull ahead of her a bit and she shifted Maverick into his top gear, bringing the bird back in line with the Shelby. The two cars went through the broad turn, side by side and MaryAnne pushed Maverick for everything the V8 could give. The blue Firebird screamed past Jumper and drove ahead, pulling infront of the Shelby. MaryAnne let off the gas, slowing down and forcing Hilery to slow down or plow into Maverick.

MaryAnne was about to say something to Brian when Hilery suddenly took off. She watched Jumper squeal out of the square. "Aw man, she ain't in no condition to be drivin'!" MaryAnne ran to Maverick and jumped into the Firebird, pulling away from the curb. The 'bird tore out of the square and out the road Jumper had disappeared down. After a moment, MaryAnne saw the teal colored car and she floored the accelerator, bringing the Firebird up alongside of the Shelby. "Hilery! Slow down!"

*after calling for an ambulance on Maverick's CB, MaryAnne tossed the mike back into the car and hurried over to where Chet lay. She stood over Brian's shoulder and looked down at Chet and quietly placed her hand over her mouth. After a moment, she knelt down next to Hilery, touched Chet on the shoulder and softly spoke a prayer...* "May the Lord support us all the day long, till the shadows lengthen, and the evening comes down, and the busy world is hushed, and the fever of life is over, and our work is done. Then in his mercy may he give us a safe lodging, and holy rest and peace at last.... Amen..." *MaryAnne closed her eyes and bowed her head* "Chet, I'm sorry..."

"I wasn't very impressed. Infact, I'm rather disappointed. I can't believe that Chet thought the only way to gain "status" as a bad guy was to take Brian out. What the hell is this county coming to anyway? Doesn't anybody wanna work for anything anymore? I really hate to think I've spent 7 years of my life, workin' and bustin' my ass just so I can witness this..." Slides off the hood of Maverick and paces in the road for a moment. Turns back to Daney and Hilery. "Nobody in Hazzard history has ever...EVER tried to take another person out in order to assume their status. Never. Every single one of us got where we are today by working, creating and writing, writing, writing. I imposed martial law on this town. I locked it down for 72 hours and we get that..." Gestures towards the square. "Obviously my methods of law have become archaic, considering it's gotten to this point." Continues to pace back and forth infront of Daney and Hilery. "Obviously jail time is no deterrent. Imposing fines hasn't worked either." Stops pacing and looks towards the courthouse, the American and Georgia flags waving in the breeze. "I think it's about time to impliment some radical reforms...." Turns back to Daney and Hilery. "What Hazzard needs is something to do. I recognize that people get restless therefore, I'm gonna start comin' up with stuff folks can do...."

Unbeknownst to Brian and Chet, they had an audience. MaryAnne had stepped out of the courthouse and taken a seat on the hood of Maverick, who was parked at the far corner of the street that ran infront of the courthouse, putting her closer to Cooter's garage. Neither Brian or Chet would immediately notice her, but if they looked they couldn't miss her either. She didn't call out to them, didn't draw any attention to herself, didn't do anything to let them know she was there. But she was pretty sure she wouldn't have to...

A dark blue would have been cool, I think maroon would have looked nice too. =)

MaryAnne watched silently from the table near the juke box. Daney's speech, Brian's declaration... all of it. The deputy said nothing. She simply stood up, picked up her hat and left the Boar's Nest....

MaryAnne walked up to Brian and Chet and stood directly behind them. She put her arms around a shoulder of each man. "Well ain't you two just pair! Lemme buy the next round for ya..." MaryAnne looked over at Daney with a nod, who delivered two beers. "Gentlemen," the deputy said, "I know the two of you have had a rocky past, thus I give you this friendly reminder from the Hazzard County Sheriff's department. Fistfightin' is a misdemeanor....assualt and battery, ain't. There will be no brawlin' while I'm on duty. Unless of course, you'd rather keep me, Rosco, Enos and Cletus all company at the jail house? We certainly have the room...." She slapped them both on the back and smiled. "Enjoy yer beers, boys." MaryAnne stepped back and walked over to the table near the jukebox, taking a seat. She took her hat off and placed it on the table, it clear that she wasn't going to be heading back to town just yet.

Vicki, You take care of yourself and remember that you can always come back to Hazzard, whenever you want. I apologize if you've ever felt "left out" here. MaryAnne

"You'll want to put 'em in the night drop at the bank. I'm heading back to town now, I can take some of it."

Having been effectivly sideswiped by Hilery, MaryAnne smiled and left the Davenports and Chet to themselves. She turned and walked back to the courthouse. ************** (PS...Riddick...neat post. It reminds me of an old Mike and the Mechanics song "Silent Running." The video for that, which probably nobody remembers, has this story line where a father is off somewhere and the way he got there was with this glowing cube up in a spare room of the house. His young son, goes into the room, sees daddy's image in the cube. Daddy says hello, apologizes for leaving and says, "I need your help" and the cube glows brighter, the son disappearing to join his father....) Can ya hear me? Can ya hear me running? Can ya hear me running, can ya hear me callin' you....... Anyway, neat stuff. Tell Diamond D, nice job. =)