Episode 6: Hazzardous Pursuit

Description: A friend of Bo and Luke's from the Nascar circuit comes to Hazzard. And with someone trying to steal his engine. an innocent gets caught in the crossfire.

Takes place July 1985

Tonight on the Dukes,

Several car chases. A car is racing around a race track and crashes into the wall.

Maryanne is at the Boar's Nest, talking to Bo and someone else we can't see. "Please, don't tell him."

What you don't know can be Hazardous to you health.

Bo and Luke are getting into a fight with a man on the side of the road.

"I'm not afraid of you no more." Maryanne is at the Boars Nest apparently talking to the same man.

Another image of the car flipping several times.

A Ford pickup truck pulling a trailer with what appeared to be a car covered under a tarp, was coming over the county line from Hatchapie County.

Maryanne was a few miles ahead. She turned up the AC, unaware of the early '70's Mustang that was following her.

It had been several weeks since Hazzard has experienced any trouble, to which Maryanne learned not to take the peace for granted. In the eight and a half weeks since she'd moved to Hazzard, Maryanne had learned that trouble could come to Hazzard in just about any form. And at anytime.

The mustang tries to run her off the road. The driver swerving in and out, hitting her twice.

Whoever he is, he fights dirty, don't he?

The car drives off once it see the truck driver but before he sees it.

As he came around the turn, he spotted a car on the side of the road. The hood was up and he could see the vapors coming off the engine. Just before he pulled over in front of the car, she saw the driver, a short blonde haired woman, come around from the front of the car. He come to a stop and stepped out of the truck and approached the handsome stranger.

"Hi, there." He greeted and smiled. She jumped about an inch. "Sorry, I didn't mean to startle ye."

"It's alright. I just didn't see ye there. Howdy, yourself."

"What seems to be the trouble?" He asked stepping toward the engine.

"Fan belt let go," She said. "I'm lucky I didn't drop the whole engine. I usually can fix it no problem but I'm a bit distracted. I don't suppose you know a thing or two about engines...or fan belts."

"As it so happens I do. I can have it fixed for ye in no time."

"Thanks." She said after he was done.

"No problem."

"What do I owe ye?"

"Not a cent. Though you could tell me how to get to Hazzard."

"Hazzard? Really?"

"Yeah. I'm looking for a few friends of mine. "

"Maybe I can help ye. Though I haven't been livin in Hazzard very long. Who is it you're looking for."

"Bo and Luke Duke."

"How do you know them?"

"I was in the NASCAR circuit with them, testing engines. Do you know where I can find them?"

"They might be in town around this time or tearing up the back roads. Just keep heading straight till you see a cloud of dust."

" Alright! Thanks. Say, would ye like to have a drink with me later? For helpin me out. It's the least I can do for a pretty lady like you. It'll be my treat."

"Well that's mighty thoughtful of you. But I'm interested in someone."

"Oh. Well thanks again."

Well, it seems like the beginning of a normal day, don't it? Of course, y'all know what 'normal' means in Hazzard County.

The man tries to steal the engine. The boys stop him. The boys realize who they helped.

"Randy Morrison!" Luke said, surprised.

"What brings you to Hazzard?"

As always Rosco isn't far behind. He tells Boss about the engine, he's ordered to keep an eye on the Dukes.

Inside the house, Bo and Luke were introducing Randy to Uncle Jesse.

"Well," Jesse said shaking Randy's hand, "it's nice to meet ya, Randy."

"Mr. Duke, the pleasure is mine. I've heard a lot about you from these boys."

"Nothin bad I hope." Uncle Jesse, teasingly.

"No. Not at all. They spoke very highly of you."

"You see, Uncle Jesse," Bo said, " Randy here builds racing engine. He built the engine that was in the car me and Luke drove on the circuit."

"And that's why I'm here," Randy said. "I was hoping you tow would help me get it certified. And under that tarp out there is a car with my new prototype engine in it. Now I've built a lot of engines in my time, but I've never had one give me so many problems, non-mechanically speaking."

"Then that fella you were fighting with..." Luke started to say.

"Was tryin' to steal it," Randy finished.

"I wasn't going to say nothing, cause I know how you told me the law isn't straight. I saw him trying to run this woman off the road earlier."

"What did she look like?" Luke asked.

"Blonde hair. And she was driving a handsome blue car."

"Maryanne." Bo said. "We got to at least try to tell Rosco about him. That man is dangerous. He doesn't care who gets in his way to get to that engine." The Dukes and Randy

had just finished lunch and were talking when they heard the truck engine come to life. They all looked at each other for a split second and then bolted out of the house.

They came out in time to see the man drive away.

"Come on. We'll catch him with the General." Luke said.

Rosco watched as the three got into the General and then tore out after the truck. He decided to join them.

After the truck and the General sped by, Rosco flew out onto the road.

Bo looked at his side mirror. "Well, I'll be darned. For once he's in the right place at the right time,"

"I just hope he does the right thing," Luke said.

The chase continued and Bo stayed with the truck, with Rosco right behind.

Once they all pull over, the boys tell Rosco that the man they were chasing tried stealing Randy's truck.

"Alright, you Dukes..."

"Rosco, this guy just tried to steal our friends truck." Luke informed him.

"Is that so?"

"Yeah, that is so." Bo said, mockingly.

"Is this your truck?" Rosco asked Randy.

"Yes."

"Did he try to steal it?"

"Yes, he did."

"Well, aren't you going to arrest him?"

"Bo, hush. I'm the sheriff around here. I decide who gets arrested and who doesn't." He took a moment. "Alright, you're coming with me. You're under arrest." Rosco puts the cuffs on the man and leads him to the patrol car.

Bo laughed. "Well, Randy, this is your lucky day."

"Don't celebrate just yet cousin." Luke said. "There's something odd about this."

Now they were all unaware that Boss and Rosco knew about that engine, and Rosco was to arrest the said thief, so Boss could make a deal with him. Uh huh, when things look too good to be true they usually are.

As Bo, Luke and Randy filed into the Boar's Nest they were greeted by Daisy.

"Hey, Daisy," Bo greeted. "We want you to meet someone."

"Randy," Luke said, "this is our cousin, Daisy. Daisy, this is Aaron Morrison. He's a friend of mine and Bo's from the Nascar circuit."

"Hi," Daisy smiled.

"Well, hello," Randy replied. He looked her up and down then looked at Luke. "She's a lot prettier than I pictured."

"You gotta watch it now, there Randy. She's a married woman, now."

"Shoot, it's like all the good one's are taken."

As the door to the Boar's Nest opened, Bo glanced over to see who had entered and wasn't going to pay much attention to it, until he realized who exactly had entered.

"Well look who's here." Bo said.

Daisy and Luke turned to look. It was Maryanne and she was scanning over the crowd looking for a familiar face. She was wearing a pair of light blue, very form fitting jeans with a white t-shirt and black denim jacket. She had curled the ends of her hair enough to give it body and she took a moment to adjust the jacket.

"Looks like she's dressed for somebody."

Maryanne made eye contact with Bo, gave a short wave and smiled. She walked toward him. .

"I had a feelin' I'd find you guys here," she said.

"You sure it's us you're looking for, sweetheart?" Bo asked.

"Huh?"

"You look nice." Bo looked nervously down at the bar.

"Oh, this. It was the first thing I saw hanging in my closet this morning." Maryanne looked around the Boar's Nest. "It was actually you fellas I was looking for. I ran into a friend of yours said he was looking for ye."

"Yo." Randy said from down the bar.

"oh looks like you've found him."

"Yeah, or rather he found us. " Luke explained how he and Bo had met him on the NASCAR circuit and that he built car engines.

"That's what he told me. I'd like to test one of 'em out sometime. I'm a very skilled driver."

"It's true. She nearly outran us a few times." Bo said.

"I ought to think about it." Randy said.

"We took care of that fella who tried to run you off the road."

"You did? Well, thanks a lot, fellas. But that'll only do good for so long." She looks around.

"You know him?" Luke asked.

"He's...an ex of mine. Please don't tell Rosco. I can handle it myself."

"Well, you don't have to worry about him, Rosco arrested him."

"What? You didn't tell him?"

"No. But don't count on it staying that way. When he gets out we'll keep an eye out for him."

"There's really no need for that, fellas. So where's Rosco been hiding?" Maryanne asked.

Just then Tammy Lynn walked to the table with everyone's orders. " He's over at the pinball machine," She placed everyone's plates down and then looked at the woman. "Can I get ye something to eat, hun?"

"How about one of those steak and cheese subs? And a Coke."

Tammy Lynn nodded. "I'll be right back." As she walked away she said to Maryanne, "Would you tell Rosco his order's up?"

"Sure thing." Maryanne got up and walked over to the pinball machine.

Rosco lost another round and slapped the machine. "Stupid thing," he muttered. "I think it's rigged-" He was interrupted by someone clearing their throat. "What?" He asked sharply as he turned. "Oh. Hi, Maryanne." He sounded like a nervous school boy. When was he going to learn he didn't need to feel that way around her. But he wasn't nervous. He felt bad about having spoken that tone to her. "I was just..." He didn't want her mad at him. She was scary when she was mad, plus he still had to make the right impression. "I wouldn't take a shot at this if I were you, Boss probably has it set up to cheat you out of your money." He was trying to explain he was mad at the machine.

Maryanne just smiled. "That's ok, I wasn't gonna play anyway."

"When'd you get here?"

"About a few minutes ago. Listen, your dinner is served."

"You gonna stay?"

"Sure am."

"Great!" He offered her his arm and she took it. He walked with her to a table.

"That's who she's interested in?" Randy asked.

"What?" Bo asked.

"Nothin."

"She sure looked shook up. You know, I never seen her like this. I ain't ever seen Maryanne scared of nothing. You don't think he used to rough her up, do you?" Bo asked.

"A woman acts like that around a man, he ought to have." Luke said. "If he causes trouble for her again, he's nothing we can't handle."

The man who tried to steal the engine is sitting in Boss's office with Boss. They're both smoking cigars.

Now what do you suppose he's doing there? I'll give you a few guesses. Boss knew what he was up to all along because he was the one who hired him, to drive out Maryanne. He looked into Maryanne's passed and dug him up,. Johnny Marino, he worked with the mafia, selling high prototype engines on the black market. What Boss don't know is that he wanted Maryanne more than that engine and who he really is and just how dangerous this fella is.

"Hogg, you sure know how to make a deal. But I got to make sure this checks out. I'd like to make a phone call. To insure I'm getting the right price."

"Oh, sure, sure. I understand. The best for the best."

Boss leaves the room. Johnny talks to the phone with someone "Don't worry about that engine. I got something more important I got to take care of."

Maryanne was working at the Boar's Nest. The boys were there keeping her company, just in case an unwanted visitor.

"We'll stay close by." Luke ensured her.

Johnny enters. He slips up behind her. He little as much puts a hand on her shoulder and Bo is about to lunge from his chair.

"Not yet, Bo."

"We were good, you know." He reminded her.

"Once." Before he started laying hands on her.

"You really are afraid, you know. Maybe you're afraid of me."

"I'm not afraid of you no more, Johnny."

"We could be really good together again."

"Not in this lifetime." She said sweetly, disguising her distaste but not all of it. "Excuse me, I got costumers to serve. I can't keep them waiting."

"Like you kept me waiting? Time haa gone by. A lot of it. But I still what I feel for you what I did back then, maybe even stronger. If you go with me, we can make a pretty sweat deal. We can have enough money go someplace. I'll give everything else up for you. What do you say?"

"You, give up the business?" She just shook her head. "I have costumers waiting." She tries to pull away from him.

"You'll be sorry." He whispers the threat in her ear.

"Look, pal, why don't you leave her alone?" Luke warns.

"Yeah,what's she done to you?" Bo asks, pointedly.

"I don't want her anyway. You can have her. She's crazy. She tried to run me over with her car."

"And you probably deserved it." Bo said.

"You got the local yokals fighting your battles for you."

"No one's fighting for me."

"Maybe somethings changed in you" She wasn't that frightened little kitten he had beaten into submission. Perhaps if he could have her way with her...but that would be a waste of time. He'd get that engine without her. He still wanted her now that that puck Ray, who had stolen her from him was out of the picture. They had both been lucky to escape him. It was foolish for them to think they were in the clear when they pulled that bank heist. It exposed themselves out in the open. She was an easy find. Perhaps she'd feel what she had for him. He'd let her in on the deal and she'd go along with it. She had seemed close to those two men who were friends with Randy. They could use that to their advantage. He'd thought wrong. She wanted nothing to do with him or it. He'd have to get it the hard way. If she crossed him, she really would be sorry. "But my business is not with you, you made that clear. I'm going to get that engine. If you know what's best just stay out of my way. That goes for all of you."

"Do you mind telling us what all that was about?" Luke asked.

"His name is Johnny Marino. I used to date him before I met Ray."

"You sure know how to pick them, don't you? " Bo asked.

"I'm trying to do better. He's worse than Ray."

"How can he be worse?"

"He works for the syndicate, selling engines on the black market. He doesn't really want that engine he wants me."

"We got to tell Rosco."

"Bo, what good will that do?"

"He's right. I don't want him involved in this. It's too dangerous."

"There's still got to be something we can do."

"We can think it over at the farm. You'll be safer with us around."

"Thanks. I really need to get my mind off things."

"I know just that way to do that!" Bo said.

Out at the Duke Farm Maryanne was racing her Impala against Daisy and the boys.

"Maryanne, where'd ye learn to drive like that?" Daisy wondered.

"My brother. He used to be a moonshine runner."

"You never told us that!" Bo exclaimed.

She shrugged. "You never asked me. I used to run it with him."

"No way. How come we're hearing about this now?"

"You never asked me that either."

"Alright. I think that's enough surprises for one day." Luke said. "You won fair and square, Maryanne."

"What's that about being a sore loser?" Maryanne asked.

"Ha. Ha, don't rub it in." Bo's pride was hurt.

They drive back to where Randy had been watching.

"Well, you've seen 'er at it." Luke said.

" Don't she handle well or what?" Bo asked

"Yeah." Maryanne said. "What do ye say?"

"I guess it wouldn't hurt. We could probably use someone like you on the NASCAR circuit." Randy said.

"The offer sounds great and all, but I already sort of made my home here in Hazzard. I've finally set down some roots and I wouldn't want to rip them out from right underneath my daughter. Besides I intend to stay in one piece. Testing an engine is one thing. NASCAR just ain't one of 'em."

"Hey, no problem."

"You still sure you want to race that car?"

"There will be security down by the track." Luke said. "In the meantime, we'll have Enos but an APB on this guy. Without Rosco knowing all the details."

Maryanne nodded. It was a kind jester but she didn't know if that would be enough to stop Johnny. She didn't really want any help with him. She had to handle this on her own, though she didn't know how, she knew one thing at least, she wasn't going to be afraid.

"I'm not going to let him scare me away from the things I love." She said. They had no idea she was talking about more than just racing, neither did she.

Boss goes back on his deal. Johnny is so angry he decided on getting that engine anyway, no matter what and Maryanne. He tries to sabotage the Monte Carlo Maryanne is racing on the race track at the Fairground.

Maryanne was racing the car down the track.

Things were going great at first but then she looses control and the car goes careening into the retaining wall. The hood started to smoke. She had to jump out, but her foot had caught on the torn upholstery. She took off her shoe, opened the car door and jumped out. She rolled a few times before sitting up. Rosco made his way over to her.

"Maryanne, you all right?!" he asked . Maryanne smiled up at him as he kneeled down beside her.

"I'm fine, Rosco, that was great!" She threw her arms around him in a victory hug.

"Uhh..." Rosco was caught off guard, his arms kept out awkwardly . "Jit, Jit." He returned the embrace quickly. "uh..yeah it was really good," He drew back, placing his hands on her arms, looking her full in the face. "You sure you're all right?"

"Oh Rosco!" Maryanne scolded playfully and looked at him. "I'm fine! I didn't hit the ground that hard."

Randy ran over, "What happened?"

"Darn breaks let go." Maryanne said.

Cooter stepped to the front of the car and kneeled down by the front left side tire. He reached up underneath and found the brake line. It was cut.

"You don't think that Boss hired that fella to set this up? " Randy asked.

"No way Boss set this up." Luke said. "Boss probably went back on his deal and decided to not give him the engine. And that man is dangerous. He'll stop at nothing to get what he wants."

"Which means we'll have to keep a closer eye on the car so he can't get to Maryanne." Cooter said.

"Other than that, that was incredible!" Randy said. "You did good, kid."

"Nice job, Maryanne." Cooter said.

"Thanks. Listen, fellas, I'm go git out of these clothes and cut out. I'll see ya later!"

Rosco stopped her, grabbing her by the arm.

"What were you tryin to do, give me a heart attack or somethin?"

""Rosco, what has gotten into you?" She looked at Rosco. He was still looking at her in concern.

You have. "Are you sure you're alright."

"Yes, Rosco I'm fine. Now I'd like to go home and change out of this sweaty thing, and take a nice hot bath and get some sleep."

"Yes, sir-e that was mighty fine driven." Cooter was saying. "She might just have y'all runnin for ye money, huh Rosco?" He patted the Sheriff on the shoulder.

"You, wish." Bo called out.

"Well, it's best we get going too." said Luke. "We gotta tell Enos to keep an eye out for Johnny. I don't think Rosco's going to be much help." Luke glanced in the Sheriff's direction who was staring at the damaged car.

"I'll stick around here and help." Cooter offered.

The Dukes briefly caught up with Maryanne, saying a few words before walking ahead of her. Andy was looking over the Monte Carlo. Rosco still stood beside Cooter, his focus now on Maryanne again.

As the Dukes, Maryanne and Cooter arrive back at the track, Johnny had snuck around the back of the bleachers and made his way towards turn three of the track. Assured that no one had spotted him, he laid low behind the wall and waited.

Johnny carefully rose above the wall and removed his gun from the inside pocket of his jacket. He removed a silencer from his outside pocket and twisted it onto the end of the gun. He sees the Sheriff pull up. Johnny conceals himself in the shadows, gun still at the ready at his side.

"You gotta be kidding if you're planin to write us up for a trump ticket." Bo said as Rosco approached them. "We ain't don nothing wrong."

"I'm not planin on nothing. I just came to see Maryanne. I want to have a word with her."

Luke went over to the Monte Carlo, Maryanne was seated inside, about to put on her seat belt. "Maryanne, Rosco says he wants to see ye."

"I better go see what he wants." She climbed out of the car and walked over to Rosco.

"You don't have to do this. if you don't want to, -"

"No," Maryanne said, "I want to."

"I know I can't stop ye.."

"Would you stop worryin? You worry too much."

He knew he did. He didn't know what it was about this woman that made it so. Perhaps it was her company he enjoyed, the way she made him feel. He had tried to cut himself off from to those feelings long ago after Lea. He had made the mistake of re-opening his heart to Sue Anne. He couldn't risk another heartbreak and yet he couldn't completely ignore how he felt toward Maryanne. She made him feel all warm inside, made him feel things he never thought he could or could again. She made him happy and brought out the best in him, parts of the old him. That had certainty been a problem for Boss Hogg but he hadn't threatened to fire him or divorce Lulu. He wondered why that was. It didn't seem to matter much when he was with her. With her, nothing else seemed to matter. She had wormed her way into his heart and he had let her. They seemed way too close to be friends, with how close she would sit next to him or put her hand on his arm sometimes when they talked. He couldn't let it go any further than that, if she didn't feel the same. How could she? Why would a beautiful woman want an old coot like him? She was just a friend. He had to respect and honor her choices so he could keep her.. That sounded selfish. He didn't believe he wanted her in a selfish way or mean to think so. Still he worried about her. He wanted to protect her.

" I'll be alright. I know what I'm doin." She touched his arm, longer than just a few seconds. "Nothin's gonna go wrong. The car has been checked a dozen times."

That should have reassured him but it didn't. He had a gut retching feeling that something was going to go wrong, and he felt it tug at his heart.

Her arm slid off his. He didn't want her to let go. Maybe he was just in love with the idea that he had someone that cared about him no matter what, other than his Mama and Lulu.

She headed back toward the car.

The boys, Cooter and Rosco watched as the black car shot like a flame down the path. Maryanne was aimed straight for the ramp, her speed was up. It looked like the beginning of a clear take off. But just before Maryanne hit the ramp, the front tire blew out.

The car hit the ramp and suddenly careened to it's right. The car turned side ways up the ramp and then the back end swung around, sending the car off the ramp and down on it's side, at 65 miles an hour. It flipped over a few times and landed on it's wheels. A cloud dust swirled around the now very still car and both Bo and Luke saw the gasoline dripping from the back.

After everything had been checked, re-checked and triple checked, something still went wrong, all it takes is one small thing .

"Maryanne!" Bo exclaimed.

" We gotta get her outta there!" Luke ran toward the car, Bo and Cooter behind him. The car was smoking and Luke could smell gas. It could ignite at any moment. Bo, Luke, and Cooter struggle to get the door open. Randy struggled with the fire extinguisher.

Rosco just stared at Maryanne, sitting in the cockpit, with her eyes closed looking a little too peaceful. The scene playing out was all too familiar. For a brief moment, he saw Lea Duke's body in her place.

"Rosco." the mechanic called without taking his attention off the car. "We're gonna need some help over here." Cooter finally looked in the Sheriff's direction. He seemed to be someplace else. Once their eyes met, the older man put a hand over his face and rubbed his eyes as if trying to hide something.

Rosco whipped his forehead with his arm. He made his way over to them and started to unlatch the seat belt. He had a little difficulty.

"Here, let me help with that." Bo said, reaching for the knife case attached to his belt. He cut through the strap. Luke used a crow bar to try to pry the door open. The metal screamed in resistance as the three men finally got it opened.

As an ambulance pulled up, Rosco carefully lifted Maryanne out of the car and carried her away from the car. Bo, Luke and Cooter ran away from the car just before a small burst of flames came from the back underside traveling right out through the hood. They watched Rosco in a state of surprise as the older man carried her, as if she had weighed nothing, what otherwise must have been murder on his back.

He handed her over the EMT's, who lowered her over onto a straight board and onto the ambulance.

How could the tire could have blown? They checked every inch of that car!

Right about that time Enos was showing up and ol' Sheriff Rosco filled him in on what happened, all the while trying to keep it together.

"Somethin doesn't smell right." Luke said.

"What ye mean?" Bo asked.

"He's not trying to pin this all on us. Something must be wrong. "

"His friend just got hurt Luke." Bo said. "Rosco does actually have a heart you know."

"I know..." He was cut off by someone shouting. He saw the tall, dark skinned security guard, running across the track toward the far wall.

"Hey! Hey somebody stop him, he was shooting at the car!" The security guard called out.

When the man realized he had been spotted, he climbed over the retaining wall and started running, heading for the track entrance.

Rosco looked up and saw two people running across the infield of the race track. He recognized the security guard. Ellsworth Billingsley. The other person was Johnny.

Rosco started running and then turned toward the General Lee. He jumped into the car, despite Luke's protest ."Hey, Rosco, what are ye doin,?" and tore off to cut off the suspect's escape.

"Rosco..." Bo called, but it was effortless. He coughed and waved away the smoke the General's tires had made as Rosco peeled out.

Johnny tried to dodge around the car but the orange car had it's sights trained on him. Rosco brought the General up beside Johnny and then cut in front of him.

The gun he had went clattering on to the pavement and Rosco and the security guard both grabbed him and held Johnny against the car. He picked up the gun with the silencer still on it and looked at, feeling a little sick before he tossed it away.

Rosco held a firm grip on his tattered black leather jacket as the security guard radioed in that the intruder had been caught. He then requested a call be put in to the state pen.

They sat in the hospital waiting room in silence. For a spell, they were the only ones in the room. Enos flipped through a magazine, Daisy lingered near the coffee machine, the boys by the vending machine, and Rosco just stared out the window.

Daisy came over to him. "I'm sorry, Rosco." She patted his arm. "She'll be alright."

Rosco gave a nod, but it wasn't very convincing. "I hope you're right."

A few moments later, the doctor came out. "Sheriff."

Rosco stood up and went over to him.

"She's going to be fine." The doctor said. "She just has a concussion and a few bruises. She's been asking for you."

"She has?"

"How you feelin'?" Rosco asked as he entered her room.

"Okay, though my head feels like it got run over by a freight train but other than that I'm fine. I'm sorry you had to see me like this."

"It did give me a bit of a fright."

"Aww, I'm sorry."

"I'm just glad you're okay."

She smiled.

Rosco turned and pulled the empty chair that was in the corner closer to the bed and sat down.

He told her all about how he had saved her life, and she told him about Johnny, and how he had treated her.

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"I did it to protect you. I didn't want him to hurt you or use you against me."

"I was able to take care of him, with some help. Next time something like this happens you got to tell me. And driving like that is dangerous."

"I really am sorry. I'm used to handling things on my own."

"You're not on your own. You have a lot of friends here in Hazzard. Even the Duke boys, even though how much it pains me. They've been rubbing off on you."

"I've always been like that. I guess being around them just brings out more of the daredevil in me. Maybe I shouldn't hang around 'em as much." Rosco gets a brief hopeful look on his face.. "Besides looks like that's gonna have te stop for now." The look fades from his face. "The Doc. says I shouldn't drive for awhile." She looked out the window, at the setting sun. "You like sunsets?" Maryanne asked.

"Sure. If I'm up late enough to see it. if Boss doesn't have me working early. But ye know sunrises are better."

"I never really watched a sunrise before."

"I could take ye sometime."

"Well, sometime if you're up, come get me," she chuckled. She then sighed. " To be honest, I don't know how long I can go without driving a car."

"I could drive ye. I'll take ye anywhere ye wanna go. Even at three-thirty in the morning."

"You wouldn't mind?"

"I wouldn't mind." Heck, I'd get to see you.

She could immediately tell by his posture that he was holding something back. It was now that she realized, it was now or never. She had to tell him the truth about what she felt or she'd lose him forever, at least that's what she thought.

"Rosco I got somethin I need to talk to ye about. I might as well be out with it now or I'll never get a chance to tell ye.

I can't just be friends with you. I can't pretend anymore. I care about you a lot."

"You do?"

"Yeah." Maryanne paused. "I do," she said. "And I do..find ye sort of attractive." It felt like her face was on fire. She looked down in embarrassment.

Suddenly, Rosco took her by the hand. "It's okay, Maryanne. It's nothing to be embarrassed about. I was hoping you'd say that...that you care."

"I don't wanna scare ya off tho'," she said, looking at him. " Daisy told me how you were married before, and all that. I mean-I ain't askin' ya to marry me! But I like the fact that we're friends,and your friendship means a lot to me, Rosco. If we go down this road, I don't want to lose what we have. Please, don't run out on me now..." She was going a mile a minute at this point.

"Maryanne. I ain't gonna run," he said, bending down beside her, holding her hand.

Maryanne smiled. "Thanks." She put her arms around him. Instead of flinching this time, he relaxed in her grip.

He gently squeezed her hand.

It sure is a start to a beautiful friendship, ain't it?

With Maryanne safe and sound, Boss tried makin' an offer to buy Andy's engine. Let's just say he gave him an offer Andy refused. To him, that engine was priceless. You couldn't put a price tag on something you loved, no matter how much trouble it might cause you.

Andy thanked the boys for their help and also apologized for all the trouble he brought with him.

"Don't worry about it," Luke said. "Just be thankful everything turned out for the better." He, Bo and Andy were outside the farmhouse, by Randy's truck which was packed up with all of his equipment and the Monte Carlo. "Maryanne will be ok."

"Yeah," Bo said. "and with Johnny in jail now, he won't be a danger to Maryanne or anyone else."

"She sure is one heck of a driver though." Andy said. "And tougher than anyone that I've seen."

"Once she's felling better I'm sure you shouldn't have any trouble gettin' that engine certified." Luke said.

"If I was brought here to help save some body, well, that's more important than that engine." He shakes the boys hands. "Thanks again, fellas. I really appreciate it."

"You bet," Luke said. "You take care now."

"I will."

Andy went to his truck and got in. He started the engine and waved before driving off. You know I think that engine ought to win the Daytona Five hundred.

Rosco had driven out to Woodsburough cemetery, just outside of Hazzard. He took off his hat with one hand and wiped his brow. For a fifty-three year old man he suddenly felt eighty, with all that guilt he held for all those years starting to pour out again.

Daisy walked up the path way. From a distance she sees someone standing over a grave. She tries to make the person out. It was an older man. He held a black Stetson in his hand and yellow daisy's in the other. He sets them down on the grave. She then spotted a police patrol car. There was no questioning who the patrol car belonged to. On the side it read Sheriff, Hazzard County.

What do you think Daisy's thinkin' now? Wait till she gets an explanation. For someone who knows that their parents died in a car crash and didn't know exactly how, wouldn't this make you want to find out?

Her thoughts were confirmed about who it could only be. But what was Rosco doin' here?

She was going to call out to him but she decided to leave him be. She made sure he didn't see her. As he headed toward his patrol car, Daisy got off the path and ducked behind a big tombstone in the shape of a cross. It was tall enough to conceal herself in a crouching position. Now why'd all this have to go and get more complicated?

She waited till the police car was out of sight and she could no longer hear the engine.

She came out from behind the tombstone and went to where her parents were buried. When she got there she noticed Rosco had left the daisies on her mother's grave. But why only her mother's? I guess if it didn't there'd be no story to tell now would there?