Everyone ready to grow?

Mike: Depends on who - and what - is doin' the growin'.

Peter: Yes.

Davy: Wot?

Micky: *grins* Yeah, what IS growing?

(We open at Sheila's new hotel, a few days after the end of the last story. The camera follows Peter as he darts from shadow to shadow, trying to make sure he isn't being watched. He finally makes his way into the lobby of the hotel. As he passes by a large bamboo plant in a pot in the lobby, we see two familiar pairs of feet - one in sneakers, one in white boots - hiding behind the plant...)

Davy: Do ya see him, Mick?

Micky: He just came in...

Davy: Do you see Sheila anywhere?

Micky: No, just him.

Davy: We've been followin' him for days now, and all he's done is take Jordan to the park and for ice cream and go to Laurel Canyon!

Micky: Something strange is going on. Even for Peter.

Davy: Shh! He's lookin' this way!

Peter: (Looks towards the plant) I could have sworn I heard something... (He finally shrugs and ducks into the shadows, virtually disappearing.)

Davy: (He peeks out first) Damn it. I don't see him.

Micky: *peeks out* Shit. How could he have disappeared so quickly?

Davy: That's it. I'm really creeped out now. There's no WAY he could have just vanished into thin air! I didn't see a blue light or anythin'.

Micky: I don't get it.

Davy: We HAVE to find out what's going on. I know Peter was with us when we were here after Val and Lauren disappeared, but...there's just somethin' wrong with him, and Mike's nose hasn't steered us wrong yet.

Micky: *nods* I don't disagree, that's for sure.

Davy: This may sound crazy, but I think we'd better get up there.

Micky: Not crazy at all. Let’s go.

(Cut to Sheila's penthouse suite, just as it was seen in the last story. Sheila sits at Alex's desk in the office area.)

*Nyles is playing Cat's Cradle. He seems to have a knot problem.*

Sheila: (Reads some papers on Alex's desk) I can't believe I'm saying this, but some of these actually make sense.

Nyles: *looks up* Help!

Sheila: (Rolls her eyes) Let me get that. (She manages to just untie the string and get it from around his hands...getting slightly tangled in it herself before she finally shakes it off) Now, could you actually pay attention for once?

Nyles: Sorry.

Sheila: (She shows him the papers) Look at these! I know Alex has this in the spare room somewhere. We could have fun with this when he gets back.

Nyles: *doesn't understand what he's looking at* Oh-kay...

Sheila: Don't you understand? It's a laser! A laser that can increase anything in size!

Nyles: Ohhhhh. What good is that?

Sheila: Didn't you ever want a burrito the size of Texas?

Nyles: Well, when you put it like that...

Sheila: I'm sure Alex won't mind if we just take a look at it.

Nyles: Okay!

Sheila: (Shows Nyles the papers) These are the blueprints. I know Alex has been agonizing over getting this together

Nyles: Those're...nice.

Sheila: I wish I knew what he originally planned on using it for. (Smirks) Maybe he just wanted a very large Mother.

*Nyles just shrugs.*

(Sheila and Nyles enter the spare room. It's mostly filled with racks of clothing, unused black and red furniture...and tons and tons of spare parts and odd-looking machines.)

Sheila: (Digs around) It has to be somewhere...

Nyles: What's with all this stuff?

Sheila: The clothes are mine. I keep last year's collection in here. The furniture is what we didn't need here and broken items. Everything else belongs to Alex.

Nyles: Why does he have so much?

Sheila: That's just how he is. He loves to tinker with machines...ah HA! (She pulls out something covered in a sheet) Here it is!

Sheila: (Pulls off the sheet; reveals a long, narrow, gun-like object) This is it! This is the laser!

Nyles: Groovy.

Sheila: Now, we need a target...

(Cut to the main rooms. Something moves around in the shadows...and two other things move around behind curtains.)

Davy: Ow! Stop steppin' on me bloody toes!

Micky: Then don't stand so close!

Davy: Where else am I supposed to go, then? We're supposed to be spyin'! You don't see James Bond steppin' on anyone's toes!

Micky: He also worked alone.

Davy: Just find another place for your feet!

Micky: You find another place to stand!

*Micky shoves at Davy, trying to prove his point, and ends up shoving Davy right out of their hiding spot.*

Sheila: (As Davy tumbles into their line of sight, we cut back to them) Well well, what do we have here?

Micky: *eyes widen* Uh oh...

Nyles: *grins* Hi, Dave!

Sheila: (Grins and aims the laser) Hello, Lord of the Manor. Have you ever wanted to be taller?

Davy: What? Sheila? (He starts towards the door)

Male Voice: (From the shadows) Sheila, what...

Micky: *groans* No, Dave!

(But neither Micky nor the shadow can get to Davy before he's hit by a thin black light. The light covers him. When it subsides...nothing. He looks like Davy.)

Sheila: Damn this contraption! (She kicks it) Figures it wouldn't work.

Davy: What was that all about? I felt sort of tingly...

Male Voice: Davy, no!

Micky: *goes to Davy* Are you alright?

Davy: Yeah, I think so. (Looks at his hands...which do seem a bit odd) Hey, is it me, or are my fingers a little longer than usual?

Micky: We better get outta here, Dave!

Davy: (We get a brief camera shot from Davy's point of view as his legs suddenly spring up to bring him literally eye-to-eye with Micky) Yeah, before I'm too big for me britches!

Micky: *eyes widen* Oh my Lord!

(The boys make a major scramble for the exit. Cut back to Sheila and Nyles. Sheila pulls out, followed by Nyles.)

Sheila: It actually worked?

Nyles: Last I knew, Davy was shorter than Micky. *shrugs*

Sheila: Where did they go?

Male Voice: (The shadow makes his way over to them) They ran after Davy suddenly found himself staring right into Micky's eyes.

Sheila: It DID work!

Male Voice: It did work...but why on earth did you pick DAVY!?

Sheila: He was there, and he IS awfully short.

Male Voice: You KNOW I said I wanted no harm to come to him or the Savage!

Nyles: It really isn't ALL that harmful. He's just taller.

Male Voice: Nyles, have you ever seen "King Kong?" Do you KNOW how people react to anything bigger than a skyscraper?

Sheila: We don't know he'll get that tall...

Nyles: Well...

Male Voice: (As screaming is heard outside and Sheila's wrap-around window is now blocked by brown fabric) Then what is that?

(As Nyles and Sheila look up at the window, we cut to outside. Yes, Davy is now growing...and growing...and growing, until he's as tall as Sheila's hotel and still going!)

Davy: (Staring at his growing body in horror) Micky! Mick!

Micky: *yells* Davy!!

(The camera pans down to the ground, looking for Micky as Davy himself does.)

Davy: Mick? Mick, where are you?

Micky: *frustrated* I'm on your left shoulder, holding on for dear life! *slides down his shoulder* Davy, don't move! I'm losing my grip!

Davy: Let me help you, Mick! (He takes Micky off his shoulder, holding him by the jacket) There.

Micky: *Looks down, then back up at Davy* YOU CALL THIS HELPING!? *covers his eyes with his hands*

Davy: Well, what do you want me to do?

Micky: PUT ME DOWN!

Davy: All right. (He hangs Micky by his jacket on a fountain shaped like a mermaid in the front of the hotel) Bettah?

Micky: No, it isn't! SOLID ground, Dave, SOLID ground!

Davy: (Frowns; hears sirens in the distance) I'm sorry Mick, but I have to get out of here. I can't let anyone see me like this! I don't want to think of what the cops will try to do to me!

Micky: DAVY! Let me down FIRST! It'll take TWO SECONDS. DAVY! DAVYYYYY!!

(But Davy walks off, not having heard him.)

Micky: *screams* DAAAAAAAVYYYYYYY!! *looks at the camera* Anyone got a ladder? *He pushes up the sleeve on his jacket and flips a cover on his watch* Lauren, come in! Davy got zapped and is fifty feet tall now! He hung me out to dry on a fountain! GET ME DOWN FROM HERE!

(We cut back to Sheila's apartment as Micky continues to rant and rave.)