DAVE
Whut's I'm gointer do? (Walking after them)
JIM Gwan back and hunt turkeys—you make out you so touchous nobody can't tell you yo' eye is black thout you got to run git de law.
DAVE
(Almost tearfully) Aw Jim, shucks! Where y'all going?
(Daisy comes to an abrupt halt and stops Jim)
DAISY
That's right, Honey. Where is we goin' sho nuff?
JIM (Sadly) Deed I don't know, baby. They just sentenced [Note: corrected missing space] me to go—they didn't say where and I don't know.
DAISY How we goin' know how to go when [Note: corrected missing space] we don't know where we goin'?
(Jim looks at Dave as if he expects some help but Dave stands sadly silent. Jim takes a few steps forward as if to go on. Daisy makes a step or two, unwillingly, then looks behind her and stops. Dave looks as if he will follow them.)
DAISY Jim! (He stops and turns) Wait a minute! Whut we gointer do when we git there?
JIM
Where?