Everyone ready to find that machine?

Mike: Yeah.

Peter: I'm ready!

Micky: Definitely.

Davy: You bet.

(We open back at the tournament. Peter and Lauren go over to Micky, who is practicing his backhand as they set up for the last match.)

Peter: Micky, you did it! You made it to the finals!

Micky: Was there ever any doubt?

Peter: Do you know who you're playing?

Micky: Well, that's where things get interesting. It's Alex.

Peter: (Grins) That could work to our advantage.

Lauren: It sure could.

Peter: Mick, you keep him involved while we look for that machine.

Micky: No problem.

Peter: (Turns to Lauren) I'm going to stay with Valerie on the stands. The rest of you will go under the stands again and look for that machine! (Frowns) Mick, do you remember what it looks like?

Micky: It was a fairly small contraption. You'll know it when you see it.

Peter: Looks like something out of a bad 50s sci-fi movie?

Micky: Yes.

Peter: That's Alex, all right. (Looks up as we hear feedback over the intercom)

Announcer: And we're ready to begin the final match of the men's Malibu Beach Country Club Tennis Tournament!

Micky: I gotta go!

Peter: (Gives Micky one of his big hugs) Good luck!

Micky: Thanks, Pete!

*Lauren gives Micky a kiss. He then jogs for the courts.*

Peter: Come on. Mike's already under the bleachers. Emma elected to stay with Valerie, just in case something happens.

Lauren: Right with you, Peter.

(The camera moves away from Peter and Lauren as they head for the bleachers, getting a nice panoramic shot of the match and the tennis and golf courts before slowly moving to the golf course.)

Jessie: (She pops her head out of another hole) You seen him yet, Nyles?

Nyles: *Pops his head out of a different hole* Not yet.

Jessie: Did you lay the traps?

Nyles: Of course.

Jessie: We're going to have to be careful. Our boss isn't too happy with us! I had to take out the land mines because too many people were being sent to the hospital.

Nyles: Like we could help where they walked.

Jessie: Our boss is just grumpy. (She manages to climb out of the hole...and nearly falls back in again when a brown mound passes by!) That was him! Nyles, that's him!

Nyles: Where?!

Jessie: (Points as the mound whizzes by Nyles' hole this time) There! There he is!

Nyles: Ah ha! *Jumps out of his hole and chases the mound*

Jessie: Nyles, wait! (She chases after Nyles, stopping at the edge of the tennis courts.) Hey, he's heading right for the courts!

Nyles: We gotta stop him!

Jessie: Right! (Frowns) We've gotta watch out, though. They're having that big tournament thingie down there, remember? If we bury holes into that, we'll lose our jobs and our memberships for sure!

Nyles: We'll be careful.

(The camera once again moves back to the tournament as Nyles and Jessie hurry over to the courts. We see Micky and Alex going back and forth, neither budging an inch. Peter, Lauren, and Mike briefly watch them.)

Mike: Man, this could go on all day!

Lauren: And probably will.

Peter: (Looks over his shoulder) We're not having much luck, either. Alex will probably start that machine any second, or one of the women will, and we haven't seen hide nor hair of any machine!

Mike: Maybe we haven't been lookin' in the right place.

Peter: I don't know...hey! (He frowns as a small mound whizzes by them) What's that?

(A metal box with odd dials pops out of the mound, followed by a crudely animated gopher making a face and rubbing it's head.)

Mike: Could that be it?

Lauren: I’ll bet it is!

Peter: The gopher must have literally run into it! Poor guy!

Jessie: Hey! (She and Nyles come running over the courts. Jessie literally vaults over a fence and hurries under the bleachers, with Nyles on her heels) You found him! That's our gopher!

Peter: He found what we were looking for!

(The gopher narrows his eyes at Jessie and Nyles. He grabs the machine protectively.)

Mike: Damn. Looks like he's kinda attached to the thing.

Jessie: That little rodent's been driving us crazy all week!

*Nyles produces a butterfly net and holds it at the ready.*

Peter: Guys, don't scare him! He'll... (The gopher dives back into his hole and whizzes away) Do that.

Jessie: Well, what are we waiting for? Let's get that gopher!

(The later version of "I'll Be Back Up On My Feet" begins as everyone chases after the gopher's hole at once. Mike sees the gopher and the machine near the edge of the bleachers and lunges for him, but he ducks back in his hole again and whizzes off. Mike hits the bleacher pole, which knocks him out.)

(Peter tries to coax the gopher out with food, but he just goes under him.)

(Jessie tries to flush him out with a hose. Cut to the top of the bleachers, where everyone watches Alex and Micky's intense match. Suddenly, a spray of water comes up from under the bleachers, soaking everyone and everything...including the tennis court! Everyone screams and squeals and wails.)

(Mike, sliding around in the mud, grabs a hammer and prepares to hit the gopher with it. Peter grabs it from him. Don't hurt the little guy! They argue over it. The gopher pops out of the ground, looking annoyed that no one's paying attention to him. He finally dives back into the ground. Peter and Mike do a double take, then lunge for him, hitting their heads together at the same time. They slide to the muddy ground, unconscious.)

(Emma now wears a rain coat. She sees Lauren and asks her if she's seen the gopher or the guys.)

*Lauren points in one direction for the gopher, then she points in the opposite direction for the guys.*

(Emma groans...but then her eyes widen. The gopher is heading straight for Micky and Alex's game...and Nyles and Jessie are going after him!)

(The mound whizzes right under Alex, almost knocking him over. Jessie and Nyles run after it...and Nyles DOES knock him over. The mound whizzes over to Micky next, nearly knocking HIM over.)

(Peter, Emma, Lauren, and Mike run out to the course, chasing after Jessie and Nyles. Jessie jumps over the net. Nyles tries to jump over the net and just gets tangled in it.)

*Micky and Alex watch the ruckus, each wearing a smirk that says they're enjoying the chaos.*

(Jessie grabs Alex's racket and tries to hit the gopher with it, but he dodges it and ducks out of sight again. She hands back what's left the racket to Alex before chasing him back to Micky's side.)

*Alex stomps off the court to get a new racket.*

(The gopher pops up between Mike and Micky. Mike points to the machine the gopher still has in his paws. Can you get that thing from him? You're the mechanical genius!)

*Micky shrugs. Mechanical, yes. Rodents? No.*

(The gopher goes under Micky again. This time, he leaves a hole big enough for Micky to fall through.)

*Lauren takes a seat on the grass. She produces a carrot, which she lays on the ground in front of it. The gopher carefully comes up to the carrot. Within moments, he sets the device down and begins munching on his treat. Lauren slowly picks up the device.*

Jessie: (As the song ends) You got him! You got him!

Mike: (Sees the officials coming) Good. Now let's get outta here. I don't think they're too happy about us disruptin' the game.

(The gopher jumps back in his hole, this time with the carrot instead of the box. He burrows his way out of the tennis courts.)

Jessie: Nyles, there he goes again! Stop him! (She and Nyles go after him)

Mike: Finish your game, Mick. Knock him dead out there. Not literally, as much as I know you'd like to.

Micky: You know me too well, Mike.

Mike: (To Lauren) So, what are we gonna do about that machine?

Lauren: I say we hold onto it and let Micky look at it later.

Mike: Yeah. I hope this game doesn't take too much longer. I don't know when Alex is gonna set this thing off. I don't wanna lose my soul.

Lauren: Well, I have learned a few little tricks from Mick over the years. *Inspects the box and finds the trap door. She pops it open and considers her options, then pulls a wire. The slight hum the machine had been making stops.*

Peter: (Grins) Nice work!

Mike: Yeah. We'll find the devils and have a little chat with them the moment one of these two decides to give an inch.

Lauren: Which, hopefully, will be soon.

Emma: Somebody's got to miss the ball sometime!

*As if on cue, suddenly, Alex misses a return and goes tumbling onto the court. Micky jumps up and down, cheering.*

Mike: I think that's it.

Announcer: And that's luv. Micky Dolenz wins the match and the Men's Tournament!

Mike: (As Valerie joins them from the stands and everyone runs over to Micky) Great work, Mick!

Peter: (Gives Micky a huge hug) You were wonderful!

Micky: Awe, it was nothin'!

Lauren: Sure Mick, whatever you say.

Mike: We got somethin' else, too. Your brilliant wife dismantled the soul machine.

*Lauren holds up the box, grinning.*

Micky: *Wraps an arm around her shoulders* Babe, it's never too soon to start working on some projects with me...

Lauren: One step at a time, Mick.

Peter: (Looks around) Hey, where did Alex go?

Mike: Mr. Bad loser probably went to sulk.

Lauren: Or throw a tantrum somewhere.

Valerie: (Grins as the officials hand Micky a large silver cup, a check, another envelope, and a bouquet of red roses) Hey, would everyone like a late lunch at the restaurant? My treat. The winner and his friends deserve the best!

Peter: I sure could use more of that good lemonade!

Micky: I'd LOVE it! I'm starving!

Emma: We'll tell you what happened with the soul machine there, too.

Mike: Yeah, you'll never believe how we finally found it.

(The guys put their arms around each other as we fade out on the tennis courts. Fade in on the restaurant. Everyone now wears less sweaty good but light clothes. The group settles down at a large, round table near a window with a striking view of the tennis courts and golf courses.)

Valerie: (As Davy brings them their menus) Hi, Davy. How's things going?

Davy: Much better, now that we're fully staffed again.

Emma: So all the kitchen workers returned?

Davy: Every single one of them, and all happily so. Even those that have a hard time following Al's ramblings.

Mike: (Grins at Micky as everyone laughs) You sure you don't know this guy?

Micky: Ha ha, very funny.

Valerie: What would Al recommend for tonight?

Mike: Just bring Micky all of it.

Davy: *Grins* And I'm sure he could put it all together on the same plate, too. Speaking of, I know exactly what Mick would like.

Micky: What would I like?

Davy: The "Mess."

Micky: With a name like that... *wide grin* I have to have it! Order it up!

Davy: You got it, mate.

Lauren: Naturally, he doesn't ask what it IS...

Mike: And I ain't sure I want to know. (Looks at his menu) I'll take the Black Angus Cheeseburger with a side of fries an' cole slaw.

Davy: Got it.

Emma: I'll have the baked fish sandwich, but with tartar sauce on the side and a small fruit cup with the fries instead of cole slaw.

Davy: Got it.

Valerie: Your Tomato and Mozzarella Burger, with the large chocolate milkshake.

Davy: Got it.

Peter: (Rolls his eyes and mutters) God, her chocolate cravings. (Out loud) I'll have the Roasted Vegetable sandwich and lemonade.

Davy: *Grins* Got it.

Lauren: The turkey and cheddar sandwich with mixed greens and the raspberry iced tea.

Davy: *Nods* Got it.

Emma: Where's Daphne? Working on food in the back?

Davy: *Nods* Yeah, she is.

Mike: You wouldn't have seen the demons and Devils around? We ain't seen them since the tournament.

Davy: *Shakes his head* They seem to have taken to hiding very quickly.

Peter: I wonder where they went?

Mike: Hopefully takin' Belavarg to a hospital. I sliced him up pretty good in the underground rooms.

Peter: What were they doing down there?

Emma: As far as we could tell, using the sauna to drug victims and remove their energy.

Mike: We don't know if they took their souls. That probably would have come later.

Emma: Yes, it would have come later...at the tournament.

Valerie: You dismantled the machine?

Lauren: Removed a wire.

Emma: (Grins at Lauren) Nice work, sweetie.

Lauren: Thanks.

Mike: Micky, you take it to our cave and dismantle it fully after we get home. I don't want anyone tryin' to come after it, and we could study the parts and figure out how they did it.

Micky: Consider it done.

Peter: (As Davy brings their drinks) Does anyone know if Nyles and Jessie are still in the golf courts, chasing that poor gopher?

Emma: (Rolls her eyes and takes her iced tea) "Poor gopher," my rear! That thing knew exactly what it was doing.

Peter: I wonder why it liked the box so much?

Mike: He probably thought he found a neat little shiny trinket to bring home to the kiddies. (Grins) I almost wish we'd let him keep the box. Wouldn't Alex have been surprised when all he got was a gopher's soul?

Micky: That would've been hilarious!

Peter: It wouldn't have been fair to the gopher!

Emma: I don't think Jessie and Nyles would agree with you.

Mike: On one hand, I kinda wish they'd just catch the thing and stop tearin' the golf course apart. On the other hand... (grins) I like this gopher. He's one smart rodent.

Al: *Walks over to the table* Tell me I didn't just hear the word "rodent..."

Mike: It ain't in here, Al. It's on the golf course. There's a rodent giving the gamekeepers some trouble.

Al: *Chuckles* Well, that doesn't surprise me. I've seen those two many times, and, well, they're an interesting pair.

Mike: Yeah. They're probably still out there, blowin' the golf course to hell and back.

Al: Jeepers... *Sees Micky's trophy, which he's carrying with him everywhere* You won the tournament?

Micky: You bet I did!

Peter: Yeah! He did a great job, too!

Emma: (Puts an arm around Lauren) And Lauren won the women's tournament.

Valerie: She was wonderful!

Al: Congratulations to both of you. Though you know, Micky, if they'd allowed staff to compete, I don't think you'd have to lug that trophy with you everywhere.

Micky: No? Why's that?

Al: Because I would've kicked your butt.

Micky: Is that so? I don't know... *Eyes Al* I don't think you'd last a few game out there.

Al: *Looks over the top of his glasses* I think you underestimate me, kid.

Micky: Kid...

Lauren: Down, Mick. No killing in the restaurant.

Micky: Fine.

Mike: (As Davy and Daphne bring out their sandwiches) So Al, tell us. What is "The Mess?"

Al: It's potato, sausage, bacon, ham, onion, green pepper, eggs, cheese, and sauerkraut mixed together with a pinch of salt and pepper, with toast on the side.

Mike: Wow.

Valerie: That should almost satisfy Mick's appetite.

Micky: Almost.

Mike: (As he bites into his sandwich) How's business, Al? Dave told us you got all your workers back.

Al: A lot less hectic, thankfully.

Micky: That's good, because I don't think you could stand too lose much more hair.

Al: At least mine doesn't look like I stuck my finger in a light socket.

Mike: Guys, we're eatin', ok? Take pot shots later.

Al: I'm only giving what I'm getting. I'll stop when he stops.

Micky: And I just call 'em as I see 'em.

Mike: You're stoppin' now. (Looks at Al) Could you get me some steak sauce for my burger, please?

Al: You got it, Mike. *Heads back out to the kitchen*

Mike: Mick, don't you know it ain't nice to annoy the cook? Who knows what he'll put in our food next time?

Micky: *shrugs* I dunno. I just feel like I HAVE to have a verbal joust with him, like I do with Dave.

Emma: Why don't we head for the cars after we finish our lunch? We'll go home, pick up the kids, and tell them all about Micky and Lauren's big win.

Peter: Let's see if Jessie and Nyles are ok, too. Maybe we could offer them a ride home.

Mike: (Licks his fingers, ignoring some of the shocked looks from fastidious lunch patrons) Yum, this is good. (As Al brings his steak sauce) Hey Al, this is a damn good burger.

Al: Thanks, Mike. Did that one myself just for you.

(Mike dumps steak sauce on what's left of the burger and chows down. )

Mike: (Between bites) Thanks.

Al: Anytime.

Emma: My fish is excellent.

*Micky lets out a belch after he cleans his plate of "Mess."*

Al: *Rolls his eyes, but he's grinning* Very nice. I don't think the people way across the other side of the room heard that, though.

Valerie: (Ducks down in her seat; people are really staring now) Oh yes, they did.

Emma: I think we'll take our check now, Al.

Al: *Pulls the check from his shirt pocket* I anticipated that you might want it. *places it on the table* Stop in again real soon, okay?

Mike: Sure, man! Keep lots of that burger handy!

Emma: I'm sure he will, dear. After all, Micky and Lauren now have a free year's membership.

Lauren: That's right.

Al: *Chuckles* I gotta head back. Enjoy, kids. I'll see ya soon.

Mike: See ya, Al. (Grins) Nice guy. Damn good cook, too.

Valerie: Well, are we ready to head home?

Peter: I know I am. (Frowns) I wonder what happened with the demons and the Devils?

Mike: Who cares? They ain't here now. They probably yelled each other to death.

Emma: (As we hear booms in the distance) Let's go, before those booms make it to the parking lot.

Valerie: I don't want to lose Rosemarie a second time.

(They head out of the restaurant, passing by the golf courses as we go. Jessie and Nyles are throwing what look like bombs with fuses on them at the gopher, which is still whizzing around. The gopher pokes his head out and sticks his tongue at them. They leap for him at once, both throwing their bombs at him. He ducks into his hole. We see the bombs hit at the same time...and see the force from the blast blow Jessie and Nyles right off their feet and into a massive hole! They try to get back up, but end up passing out on each other.)

(The camera gets one last glimpse of a big gopher smile as it shows of it's carrot trophy and whizzes off into the late afternoon before fading out.)