1983, I DON'T OWN THE DUKES OF HAZZARD.
Bo and Luke were out joyriding in the General Lee, Rosco hot on their tail.
"You know what, let's just pull over and see what he wants." Luke suggested.
"Are you kidding me?" Bo looked at his cousin with surprise.
"C'mon, we weren't even speeding." Luke reminded him.
"I swear, Luke, of all your ideas this ones-"
"What do you mean, most of my ideas work out just fine. Pull over, and lets see what he wants." Luke looked back at Rosco.
"Fine, but it won't be my fault when we're cooling our heels in jail." Bo pulled off to the side of the road.
"Alright you Dukes. I am going to have to write you a ticket for impeding!" Rosco pulled out his ticket pad.
"Rosco, we was going exactly the speed limit." Luke reasoned.
"Tiddly tuddly. I am writing you boys a $30 ticket!" Rosco began writing.
"What did I tell you, Lukas?" Bo glared at his cousin.
"I'm sorry." Luke mouthed.
"Sign right there, Bo." Rosco handed the pad to Bo.
"I'll sign it when you catch us." Bo slammed his foot to the floor, leaving Rosco eating dust.
"Freeze!" Rosco got in his car and began the chase.
"Let's jump the creek and ditch him." Bo said as he cornered hard.
"I swear, this system gets more and more corrupt every day." Luke crossed his arms.
"Well, we just gotta keep fighting it, cousin." Bo sped up as they were approaching the place where they usually jumped.
"YEEEEEHAAAAAW!" Came the rebel yell and Dixie horn as the General Lee took off flying, Rosco in hot pursuit. Both cars stuck the landing.
"I ain't believing this! Rosco made the jump!" Luke looked in the mirror.
"That ain't all I got up my sleeve." Bo weaved between some trees, eventually smashing Rosco in between two of them because he was incapable of properly executing the bootlegger's turn that Bo had made around the last few trees.
"Looks like we's in the free and clear now, cuz. Thanks to your driving." Luke smiled.
"Well, look who taught me."
"Yeah, I still don't get that: I taught you to drive, and you can drive better than me." Luke laughed and shrugged his shoulders.
"So you admit it!" Bo laughed.
"Yeah, I admit it, but I could whup your tail in a fist fight." Luke shot back.
"We'll just see about that some time!" Bo laughed.
Once Bo and Luke got back to the farm, they went out to work the back 40. After several hours, they were ready to take a break, or at least, Luke knew Bo's lungs needed a break.
"Hey, Bo, let's take a little break." Luke sat down on a tree stump.
"I know what you're thinking, Luke." Bo looked at him. "You're worrying on me, ain't you?" Bo looked Luke in the eyes.
"Well, I'm kinda tired and I figure by the way you're breathing your lungs could use a little bit of a break." Luke replied.
"I ain't breathing any different that normal." Bo knew this wasn't true.
"Sit down, Bo." Luke chuckled.
"Okay, I'll sit down, but I'm doing it for you, not because I'm tired." Bo sat down next to Luke.
"Some day you're gonna realize just how serious it is that you have asthma. I remember when you first found out that you had it, you wasn't nothing but a little fella. All you cared about was that you just wanted to get out of the hospital." Luke laughed.
"I reckon I just try not to think about how serious it is to make me feel better about it." Bo shrugged.
"Take it seriously Bo, it's your life." Luke replied.
"It sure as heck is my dang life. I can't go a day without remembering it's there." Bo was getting a little frustrated.
"Don't be thinking like that." Luke rested his arm on Bo's shoulder.
"What do you say we get back to work?" Bo suggested.
"Only when you stop breathing like you're giving birth." Luke laughed.
"Cute." Bo laughed a little.
"I ain't kidding you, Bo. Your lungs sound awful." Luke was starting to grow concerned.
"I'm alright, Luke." Bo reassured him.
Luke studied Bo's body language and facial expressions. Yup, he's in pain, it ain't too bad, so it's probably just his lungs acting up. He'll probably have an attack within the next few minutes.
Bo grew silent as the fight to breathe grew more intense.
"You okay?" Luke asked.
"Yeah." Bo panted.
"I don't think your lungs would agree with you." Luke looked at him sternly. "Are you okay?" Luke asked again. No answer.
"Answer me, Bo."
"I'm just fine, Luke." Bo said between labored breaths. Luke was sick and tired of forcing Bo to use his inhaler. Maybe if he stopped pestering him he'd do it on his own?
"Uh, Luke..." Bo's breathing quickened, and then there was hardly any.
"Alright, easy, now." Luke put his hands on Bo's shoulders.
"Give me your inhaler." Luke said.
"Pocket." Bo didn't want to speak too much, he was having enough trouble breathing as it was.
"Here it is." Luke put it in Bo's mouth, to find that it was empty. "Got another one?" Luke asked him.
"Nope." Bo leaned heavily on Luke.
"I didn't bring one because I saw you bring one." Luke scratched his head.
"Can't wait much more." Bo struggled.
"Can you just hang on while I carry you back to the house?" Luke asked him.
"Can try." Bo coughed. Luke picked him up over his shoulders and hauled him back to the house.
It was a good 15 minute walk, and about half way there, Luke felt Bo's full weight relax on his shoulders: Bo was unconscious.
Luke carried him inside and laid him on the living room floor, leaning his upper body against the couch.
"Uncle Jesse?" Luke called to his Uncle.
"Uncle Jesse went in to town." Daisy came from the laundry room. "What do you need?"
"Go get an inhaler from me and Bo's bedroom." Luke asked.
"He okay?" Daisy asked as she ran to get the inhaler.
"He's out cold." Luke replied as he tried to wake Bo.
"Here." Daisy handed him the inhaler.
"I'll have to bring him around first." Luke laid Bo on his back and shook him gently by the shoulders.
"Wake up, Bo." Luke continued shaking him until his eyes flashed open for a moment and he started coughing.
"Sit up." Luke helped Bo to sit up.
Luke put the inhaler in is mouth.
"Can you breathe?" Luke asked Bo, listening to his lungs carefully.
"s'hard to but I can." Bo coughed.
"Alright, take it easy, now." Luke picked Bo up and put him in a sitting position on the couch. Luke sat next to him, and Bo leaned heavily on his shoulder.
"I can't..." Bo started, interrupted by the lack of air that he was complaining of.
Luke gave him some more of the inhaler and kept doing so until he could at least get a little air.
"We get to the house, yet?" Bo hadn't even opened his eyes.
Daisy looked at Luke and he in turn at her. Bo didn't know that they were sitting on the couch?
"Yeah, cousin, you made it." Luke put his arm around him. "Open your eyes, Bo."
Bo opened his eyes. "Hi, Daisy." He hadn't even known she was there.
"Are you okay, sugar?" Daisy stroked his face.
"Think so." Bo panted.
"You sit here and relax and catch your breath." Luke got up and stood next to Daisy so he could get a good look at Bo.
"I'm sorry, y'all." Bo put his head down.
"Don't be sorry, honey." Daisy sat next to him and stroked his hair.
Just then, Jesse pulled up.
"Now, there ain't no reason to tell Uncle Jesse. It'll only worry him for no reason." Bo stood up.
"Alright, alright." Luke agreed.
After dinner, Bo and Luke decided to take the General out for another joy ride, since Rosco had interrupted their first one.
"I don't reckon ther'll be anyone in the speed traps at this hour." Bo smiled as he hung some 90s and swung a few 180s.
"We should do all our driving at this hour!" Luke laughed.
"I remember when Uncle Jesse let us tear up the dirt field at the farm when we was just kids." Bo looked at Luke.
"What were you, like 9?" Luke laughed.
"Yeah, an' I was and still am better driver than you." Bo smiled.
"That may be so, but I can beat you up." Luke smiled.
"You haven't beat me since we was little kids!" Bo shot back.
"I haven't had a reason to!" Luke laughed.
"You're under the impression that you could still beat me up?" Bo turned to look at him.
"Well..." Luke smiled.
"Remember what I said this morning about seeing some time?"
Bo pulled over and climbed out. "Now it's some time!" Bo put his fists up.
"Now, Bo..."
"What, you're backin' out?" Bo challenged.
"Of course not." Luke punched Bo in the face, regretting it when a set of knuckles met his own face.
And then they were fighting: fighting hard for a good 10 minutes until they were both so exhausted that they could barely stand, then Luke threw the final punch and Bo fell to his back, breathing hard, and frowning. Defeated, he glared at his older, x-marine cousin.
"So I can't beat you up?" Luke panted, after listening to Bo's breathing to make sure he hadn't hurt his cousin.
"Shoot, we was pretty even until that last punch." Bo panted.
"Yeah, I reckon I didn't beat you up, but I won." Luke smiled and offered Bo a hand up, still trying to decide if he'd hurt him or not.
"Lets head on back to the farm 'fore Uncle Jesse starts to worry on us." Bo climbed into the car, and seeing that he didn't flinch getting in through the window, Luke was sure that he hadn't hurt his little cousin over a stupid argument.
After they were down the road a piece, Luke spoke up.
"I reckon we gotta get all that out of our system every now and then." Luke felt bad for throwing the first punch.
"You can't beat me up." Bo stated.
"I reckon not anymore. I remember that time I nearly killed you when we was young'ins, though." Luke laughed.
"Yeah, when I was seven and you was nine. I can't seem to recollect what the fight was over though." Bo scratched his head.
"That cute girl with the freckles and curly blonde hair." Luke smiled.
"Yeah, that cute little girl that ended up being my high school girlfriend." Bo laughed.
"One of the many." Luke chuckled.
Soon, the boys pulled up at the farm, cleaned up the evidence that they had had a little fight, and went off to bed.
Luke woke up around 3:30 to a hitching sound, rolling over to follow the sound, he saw Bo, half asleep, heaving with his head falling over the side of the bed. Luke lifted Bo's head back up on to the bed and turned the lights on, waking him up.
"What wrong, Bo?" Luke asked. Bo couldn't respond: he was too busy heaving.
"Alright, come on." Luke picked him up over his shoulders and hauled him into the bathroom, holding his head over the edge of the bathtub.
"Go ahead, cousin." Luke rubbed Bo's back with his other hand. Bo threw up for a few minutes until there was nothing left, at which time he became lightheaded and fell back on to Luke.
"Are you hurtin'?" Luke asked.
"No. Dizzy." Bo coughed a few times.
"Let me wipe your face." Luke reached for a towel and cleaned Bo's face.
"Could ya get me some water, please?" Bo asked.
"Hang on." Luke laid Bo on the bathroom floor and went to get a glass of water. When he returned, Bo was shivering so, he sat him up and draped a bath towel over his bare shoulders.
"Here's your water." Luke handed it to him.
"Thanks." Bo chugged it.
"Easy, don't upset your stomach again." Luke cautioned.
"It was just my dang inhaler." Bo told him.
"You had another attack?" Luke asked.
"Yeah, whilst you was asleep." Bo set the glass down and leaned his head back against the wall, exhaling loudly.
"You alright, now?" Luke asked him.
"Jus' a little dizzy." Bo replied.
"I'll bet if you get back in bed you'll feel better." Luke picked him up and took him back to bed.
"Sorry about this." Bo said once Luke had settled him in.
"Hey, don't be." Luke smiled at him, ruffling his bed head. "You gonna be alright, now?" Luke asked.
"Yeah, thanks." Bo smiled.
"G'night." Luke went back to his own bed.
