Everyone ready to get Davy Kong down to size? ;)

Daphne: More than you know. :P

Mike: Let's do it!

Micky: Definitely.

Peter: If you guys would stop SCARING him...

Micky: US?!

(We open right where we left off, with Micky and Mike following the huge Davy across LA. The Devils also follow them...and Peter follows THEM in his GTO in a distance.)

Mike: We have to stay on him, Micky. Can you tell where he's going?

Micky: Well, he's... *realizes what direction Davy's headed in* Looks like he's headed toward Sheila's hotel!

Mike: What's he doin'? It ain't like he can fit in there and grab the laser!

Micky: Who knows?

Peter: (Cut down to him; he looks up) Holy cow...what's Davy DOING? (He takes off like a shot)

("A Little Bit Me, A Little Bit You" begins as Davy makes his way to Sheila's hotel, trying to avoid cars, gawkers, and frightened people.)

Sheila: (To Alex in the Mustang; over the music) He's going to the hotel! (Smirks) He's playing right into our hands.

Alex: I'll be damned.

(Davy accidentally trips over a statue of a soldier on a horse as he makes his way across a park. He blushes and sets the man back on his horse...backwards.)

*Davy feels a sneeze coming on. He grabs a "Grand Opening" banner off a nearby business and uses it to blow his nose.*

(Mike and Micky are nearly blown into the supermarket by the force of the sneeze.)

*Micky shakes a fist, muttering some not-so-nice words.*

(Alex swerves to avoid the fifteen carts Davy has accidentally sent flying. Peter manages to get around them with little trouble.)

(Davy finally arrives at Sheila's hotel, flattening landscaping and knocking over the fountain he hung Micky off of earlier.)

Mike: (Over the music) What's he DOIN'?

Micky: Making a BIG FAT MESS, that's what he's doing!

Mike: (Calls from the plane) Davy, what are you doin'!?

(Davy doesn't listen. He puts Daphne on his back, grabs a ledge, and begins to climb the building!)

Mike: Holy SHIT! Has he lost his marbles?

Micky: If he goes up there, he might lose MORE than his marbles!

Mike: Yeah, like his damn head, not to mention his wife's.

Micky: How do we stop him? He won't listen to us!

Mike: He won't listen to us...but he'll listen to Daph (looks at Micky) and his best friend. (He nods at Sheila's hotel) There's enough room for me to land on the roof. I'll distract the Devils. He won't listen because he keeps getting told sixteen different things at once. Maybe he'll listen to you guys if it's just you.

Micky: I'll try, but remember, he hung me on the fountain the last time I tried to talk to him by myself. *realizes* I hate to think of what he could do from the top of a tall building.

Mike: Mick, Daph will be there. She'll figure out a way to hang Davy out to try if he does that again!

Micky: Let’s hope she does.

Mike: Ok, Mick, hold onto your crazy machines, 'cause we're comin' in for a landin'! (Mike grins and grabs the controls)

*Micky groans as holds onto the machine and closes his eyes.*

(Cut to Davy as he climbs the building. He's clearly beginning to sweat.)

Davy: Just a little more, Daph, and we'll get to Sheila's penthouse.

Daphne: PLEASE be careful, Davy!

Davy: Don't worry, Daph. I know what I'm doin'. (He sets Daphne on a ledge and rips off part of his sleeve, then tucks his hand around the sleeve as well as he can and breaks the window. He then reaches around in the living room) Now, where's that room where they had the laser in it?

(Brief cut to Mike as he lands on the roof.)

Mike: There you go, Mick.

Micky: *sigh of relief as he steps out onto the roof* Thank you! *pulls out his laser machine* Now... *goes to one side* Mike! He put Daph down!

Mike: All right. Can you see what he's doin'?

Davy: (As he reaches in) Just a little more...Daph, can you see it?

Micky: *leans over* He's reaching in a window...

Mike: Get in the penthouse. Break down the door, if you have to!

Micky: Already going! *picks up his laser & runs for the door, disappearing into the stairwell*

*We see Micky run down the flight of stairs, through a door, down a hall, through another door, into the penthouse. He tries to figure out WHERE Davy was reaching into. He looks in several different rooms before finally spotting the room Davy's huge hand is reaching into.*

Micky: Ah HA! Found ya!

Sheila: (Cut to the Devils; they race towards the hotel) There he is!

Mike: Oh no, you don't! ("Circle Sky" begins as Mike swoops down, shooting blue Imagination Power balls at the Mustang!)

Alex: What the HELL is THAT?!

Mike: Eat lead, you asses!

Sheila: Watch OUT! (The Mustang swerves to avoid the balls)

Mike: You wanna be a rabbit, Sheila? Let me do that for you. (He shoots the blue ball on the Mustang. There's a blue light around it, and Sheila and Alex now look like cartoon rabbits, with long ears and big teeth. The Mustang looks like a big black rabbit hutch!)

Sheila: Oooohhh! I'm not a bloody Looney Tune!

Alex: *sighs* This is ridiculous.

(Peter speeds by them. He stops the GTO by the curb on the hotel and runs in...blending rather well into the shadows.)

(Cut back to the penthouse. Davy's hand was wandering around in the penthouse...until he hears Micky's voice.)

Micky: Davy! *runs over to the window, laser still in hand* Davy!

Daphne: *turns to look in the window* Micky?

Davy: Mick? What are you doin' here?

Micky: Davy, please, you have to listen to me. I want to help return you to normal! I made a laser that can shrink you back to normal! It's tested and everything. I just need you to stand still long enough for me to use it!

Davy: Really? This isn't some trick, is it? I know... (sighs) I know what I've done. I know I've made a huge mess, and the entire government probably wants to use me as a pincushion.

Micky: This is no trick, Dave, I swear! Would I ever do anything to harm you? *pauses* Well, would I ever do anything on purpose to harm you?

Davy: No...well, not often.

Micky: I just want to help you, Davy. I'm ready to return you to normal.

Peter: (He suddenly appears from the shadows) Davy, listen to him. Let him help you. Let us help you. (Smiles a genuine, big Peter smile) We're your friends.

Micky: *turns* Peter?

Peter: Hi, Mick. I saw Davy and followed you here.

Micky: Hi, Pete. *turns back to Davy* Are you ready, Davy?

Davy: (Nods) Yeah, I'm ready, Mick. (Smiles) Thanks for believin' in me, you two.

Micky: No, Dave, thank you for listening to us! Here we go! *Aims the laser and presses the trigger. A beam hits Davy, enveloping him. He immediately starts to shrink as the beam ends.*

Davy: It's workin'!

Micky: *realizes* Oh no...Davy! *runs to the window in time to see him falling*

Davy: (He can't hang onto the ledge) Yeeeoooww!

Peter: Davy! (He and Daphne join Micky at the window)

Daphne: Davy!

Mike: (Cut to Mike zooming in from nowhere in his plane) I'm comin', Davy! (He just manages to catch Davy before he hits the ground)

Mike: Gotcha, kid. You ok?

*The trio in the hotel sigh in unison in relief.*

Davy: Yeah, as fine as I can be, I guess. (Frowns) Is that sirens?

Mike: Yeah. (Eyes widen) The cops must have arrived.

(Cut to the ground. The cops have, indeed, arrived, followed by Rosemarie. Mike manages to land the plane on the now-blocked street.)

Emma: Davy! What happened?

Sergeant Nielson: Ok, where's Jones?

Government Soldier #1: We heard there was a giant monster stalking the streets of LA.

*Micky and Daphne come running out of the hotel to join the group.*

(Peter follows them, happy but not quite as energetic.)

Micky: *claps Nielson's shoulder* So, you liked the special effects for our next special?

Sergeant Nielson: That's what that was?

Micky: Yeah, sorry we didn't get a chance to warn you first.

Sergeant Nielson: Uh, right. Yeah. (Leans over and whispers into Micky's ear) I know damn well you're lyin' through your teeth, Dolenz, but I really don't want to KNOW what happened here. I just have to tell the government officials something that sounds semi-believable.

*Micky just offers his best angelic smile.*

Mike: I have to get this plane back to my buddy. Anybody want a lift?

Emma: You need to ask?

Valerie: I need to pick up Jordan from Dad's house. (Turns to Peter) Honey...

Peter: (Smiles) I'll follow you there. (Narrows his eyes and turns to Mike) You think you're so brilliant after that, don't you?

Mike: (Shrugs) Well, I got Davy.

Davy: (Looks at Micky) Why don't we just imagine ourselves to your house and pick up your car? We need to get our kids, too. (Makes a face) And I need a good, long nap. I feel like I've been stretched on the rack five times!

Micky: *puts an arm around Davy's shoulders* No problem, my friend.

Mike: Pete, what's with you?

Peter: Nothing's wrong with me. (Narrows his eyes) Someday, Knight, someone is going to bring that wolfish ego of yours down to cub size...and I hope I'm there to see it.

Mike: Man, Pete... (He sniffs at Peter...and draws back) You...I sense somethin' familiar...I KNOW I've smelled that before...

Valerie: Peter, what's wrong with you? (Puts her hand on her heart) You haven't felt right in months! Not since at least May!

Peter: Nothing's wrong with me, Valerie! (He turns to Mike) Enjoy your success while you can, Michael. You won't be enjoying it for much longer. You still don't have Ursula.

Mike: But we will. (Raises an eyebrow) How did you know that?

Peter: That's not important.

*Micky, Davy, and Lauren watch the two. Micky and Lauren exchange looks. Davy's too weary to pay attention.*

Mike: How did you know where to find Davy?

Peter: It's not like a giant Englishman walking around in LA is hard to miss!

Mike: Yeah, but how did you know about the laser?

Peter: I saw Micky shoot Davy with it.

Micky: That was MY laser, Peter.

Peter: I heard you talking about it.

Mike: Where? We haven't seen you in ages!

Peter: (As the Mustang - now looking like the Mustang again - roars away) Stop asking so many questions, Knight. It may get you hurt.

Mike: Why do you keep calling me "Knight?"

Peter: That's your Guardian name, isn't it?

Mike: Yeah, but we almost never call each other that. (He sniffs again) Peter, there's somethin' about you that's wrong. I'm sensin' dark vibes on you. Like Sheila and Alex's.

Peter: Stop it! (He finally steps aside, snarling) You just don't know, do you? (He pulls into the shadows...and disappears, laughing)

Micky: What in the world...

Mike: Pete? Peter, where did you go? (Growls) Come back here, Tork, and fight like a man and a Guardian!

Emma: (Eyes widen) Oh my god...

Valerie: How did he...

Mike: (Looks at the others, deadly serious) Folks, I think it's time we admitted we have a new enemy.

Emma: Peter?

Valerie: But he's my husband!

Micky: ...And I think I agree.

Micky: Davy probably would, too, if he wasn't snoring on my shoulder currently.

Mike: We need to rescue Ursula, before we lose anyone else...and Peter, too. (Nods in the general direction of Malibu Beach) You guys pick up your kids and meet us at Micky and Lauren's house. We have to make plans.

Emma: Davy can rest there.

Micky: On our way.

*Micky, Davy, Lauren, and Daphne blue light out.*

Valerie: I'll have to talk to Peter later. (Sighs and looks towards the Shadows) Oh honey...

Mike: (Nods at the plane) Come on, Em. Let's go. (Mike helps Emma into the plane and head gear. Police officers scatter as he takes off. Sergeant Nielson watches them until the plane is a mere speck in the blue California sky. He's not the only one. As the camera focuses on the shadows around the hotel, Peter steps from them, watching the plane. He smiles a small, evil smile and melts into the shadows as we fade out.)