“Daddy is not a killer Dukey. He is both my Momma and my Pop. He worries about me, and loves me dearly. He only saw things from a Daddy's point of view. Now, help me get this stuff moved so we can get him out. You can call your Momma, after we get the door down and we will all talk about something, I am sure.”<br/><br/>“Daddy!, Daddy!, Dukey is here! We are going to save you.” Clara yelled, banging on the wall with her fist. "Help me Dukey, help me get Daddy's attention."