Ok, everyone ready for the action-packed conclusion?

Peter: HELLLLPPP! :O

Mike: Don't worry, ol' buddy, we'll get to the bottom of this.

Micky: Anytime the rest of you guys wanna rescue us...

Lauren: Don't forget to pick me up! :)

Davy: We're comin', luv!

(We open back at the train station as a truck drives down the dusty road. Jake climbs out with Mike and Emma; Davy and Lauren pile out of the back.)

Jake: You SURE this is the place?

Emma: This is where the schedule said the trains were stopping.

Lauren: Lovely. :P

Mike: There's gotta be somethin' here. (Sniffs, frowning) Micky and Peter, at least, were here. I smell the mousse Mick uses in his hair and Pete's patchouli oil.

Jake: (Sniffs) I don't smell nuthin'.

Lauren: I can smell it. :P ;)

Mike: Long story short, Jake, I picked up an acute sense of smell in an accident. :p

Lauren: And I just REALLY know the smell. *rolls eyes*

Emma: (Grins) Yeah, Lauren, you know Micky's hair mousse better than anyone but Micky himself. ;)

Lauren: Uh, yeah... ;) :">

Davy: I seem to remember Mick tellin' me the kids got in his hair stuff once. ;)

Lauren: That was pretty funny. ;)

Mike: I TOLD Mick he shoulda kept his hair mousse on a higher shelf. :p

Lauren: Since when does Mick listen? ;)

Mike: When he's cleanin' hair mousse off his kids and the celing. ;)

Emma: (Looks around) If they were here before, they aren't here now.

Jake: Maybe one of the workers saw them.

Mike: (Sniffs the air) I think they went...(goes up to the now-empty tracks) this way.

Jake: They must have been lookin' for the horses.

Emma: And probably got caught doing it. Lauren, how's Micky...um, well, have you heard from Micky in a while? (Murmurs into her ear) Or FELT anything from Mick in a while?

Lauren: I haven't 'heard' from him for a little while.

Emma: (Mutters) I wish we hadn't let Peter and Valerie go off together. We don't know if they're ok.

Lauren: *whispers to Emma* I think he was out for a little while. I just got the feeling back in the last few minutes.

Emma: (Whispers back) Oh, man. Is he ok now? :o

Lauren: *nods* Yeah, I think they might've used something to just knock him out.

Emma: We've got to catch up with the others. I think they went to talk to some of the workers.

Lauren: Yeah, lets go.

(The two young women catch up with the others in the depot. They're questioning a burly, grizzled old man who sits behind a desk, looking at schedules.)

Man: Yeah, boys, I think I saw them. They got on the 12:45 train to Dallas. Carried cartons of canned goods for the stores there and some livestock.

Davy: What kind of livestock, sir?

Man: (Flips through another paper...and frowns) Doesn't rightly say. Just says "livestock." Don't go into no details.

Mike: Would anyone else have seen them?

Man: Just the guys who load and unload, and they're mostly at lunch.

Jake: When will they be back?

Man: In about an hour, I'd say.

Emma: Thank you, sir. You've been very helpful.

Man: Anytime, hon. :)

(He returns to his papers as the others head out.)

Mike: Did you girls get (clears his throat) a hold of Mick?

Lauren: Yeah. He's okay. ;)

Mike: Good. Guess you wouldn't know where he was now. :p

Lauren: Unfortunately, no. :P

Davy: Well, what do we do now?

Mike: I say the best way to find them...is to let Jake in on a little secret.

Emma: Mike...

Davy: Are you thinkin' what I think you're thinkin'?

Mike: How else are we gonna finish this story? We don't have all day to jaw with every guy who lifted a box and saw a curly head. ;)

Jake: (Scratches his head) What are you TALKIN' 'bout?

Lauren: You'll find out in a minute.

Mike: Guys, think "where Peter and Micky are."

(There's a series of dark-blue lights around the group. When they subside...we're completely in the dark, both the characters and the camera. ;) )

Lauren: Alright, who turned on the dark? ;)

Mike: Ooof! Jake!

Jake: Oooowwww! :p

Emma: (Screeches) YEOWCH! THAT WAS MY FOOT! :p

Lauren: Sorry, Em. :P

Davy: Could SOMEONE turn on a bloody light? I think I just ran into a wall! :p

Peter: Guys? Is that you?

Micky: Man, Pete, I'm glad I'm not the only one hearing voices. ;)

Mike: Ok, that's it. This is stupid, even for THIS series. (We see a blue light in the dark, then the beam of a flashlight. Mike turns the flashlight towards Micky and Peter, who remain bound with the sacks and rope in the corners, laying on their sides. Emma hops up and down on one foot. Jake rubs his nose. Davy rubs HIS nose by the far wall. :p)

Mike: Pete! Mick! What happened?

(Lauren and Davy lean over and untie the guys.)

Peter: The thieves have Val! :(

Micky: They weren't trying to get us to talk. Needless to say, we didn't.

Mike: Well, they wouldn't get much outta you guys, anyway. ;)

Micky: Gee, thanks, Mike. :P ;)

Peter: Hey! :p

Emma: Where did they take Val?

Peter: I'm not sure. I can't imagine they went far on a train, though, unless they took her to the roof. :p

Mike: Don't worry, guys, we're gonna get her back.

Peter: Michael, we have something ELSE to tell you...and it's not very nice. :(

Emma: What is it?

Peter: We know what happened to the missing horses. :(

Jake: Well?

Peter: (Gulps) They...they...(wails and indicates the crates Mike has settled on)...YOU'RE SITTING ON THEM! :((

Mike: Huh?

Micky: Dog food, Mike. They turned them into dog food. :P

Davy: (Roars) WHAT?!! X(

Jake: Ho-ly SHIT! X(

Lauren: *groans* Geez... :P

Davy: (Growls) Those BASTARDS! Those are 'orses, good 'orses, livin' and breathin' creatures! They ain't pet food! X( X( X(

Mike: Davy, they'll hear you!

Davy: I want them to! I want to smash their faces in! X(

Peter: (Sobs) N...no, Davy! Violence won't help anything...or bring back the horses that were already sent to the dog food factory! :( :((

Micky: That's right. We just have to stop them before they do the same to any more horses.

Peter: And if you try anything, they might hurt Valerie! :(

Jake: Guys, they've probably heard us already, anyway.

Mike: Over the noise of the train? :p

Lauren: You never know. :P

Davy: 'Ow are we gonna stop them, then?

Mike: I have an idea.

Emma: That scares me. ;)

Mike: (Sticks his tongue out at his wife, then continues) Hey, Mick, you're good at raising the dead. ;)

Micky: Thank you for noticing. ;)

Mike: Remember the seance in the Pad and how you got that fake scientist guy Henry to tell his aunt he was cheating her? ;)

Micky: *grins* Yeeeaaahhh... ;)

Mike: Can you do horses? ;)

Micky: Can fish swim? ;)

Lauren: Oh, dear God. ;)

Mike: Wanna make enough horse noises to wake the dead? ;)

Peter: I don't like the sound of this! :o :(

Jake: (Grins) I think I do. ;)

Micky: You got it, Mike! ;)

*Micky takes a moment to "exercise" his mouth, then lets rip with the loudest string of horses neighs and other sounds, ranking right up with his hog call.* :D ;)

(Mike, Davy, and Jake join him. Peter tries, but he sounds...well, like he's trying to imitate a horse. Emma just throws her hands over her ears.)

*Lauren shrugs and joins in making noises.* :D ;)

Mike: (As human grumbling is heard over the din) Guys, hide! I think they're comin'! Keep makin' the noises, but turn it down a notch. Sound like ghosts! ;)

(Mike switches off the flashlight, and we're thrown into darkness again. We hear the sounds of people scuffling, then a door creaking open. A flashlight beam reveals Art and a few others.)

Art: What the HELL is goin' on in here?

Thief 1: Spirits! It's the spirits of the horses!

Thief 2: Yeah, right. You been in the Red-Eye again?

Artie: Spirits my ass. (Shines the light on the abandoned ropes and sacks) Someone's been in here! Those two guys are gone! They couldn'ta gotten out on their own! Those ropes were too tight! :p

Thief 1: The ghosts got them, and now they're gonna get US! :o

Artie: Aw, knock it off, Roscoe. There ain't no such thing as... (suddenly, we see two white hoof-like things and hear soft, ghostly neighs)...ghosts? :o

Roscoe: (As two more ghostly hoof-hands appear around him and we hear more soft neighing) A...a...a..arrrtttiiieeee! They're gonna get us!

Thief 2: Guys, come on. Spooks are just kids' stuff. (That's when another pair of white hoof-hands grab him from behind. Two more grab the whimpering Roscoe, and one very feminine hoof-hand knocks the flashlight out of Artie's hand. There's a scuffle in the dark, and when the flashlight turns on again, Emma, Davy, and Micky bind the three thieves with the rope and sacks.)

Mike: (Takes a can of dog food out of a glove) Good idea, guys. I think we really scared these jerks. ;)

Micky: That was fun. :D ;)

Peter: Where's Val? Is she ok?

Artie: She's with the others in the caboose on the end, behind the horses. :p

Emma: Thank you! That's all we need to know until we contact the appropriate authorities. ;) (She winds a scarf around Artie's mouth) ;)

Davy: I think we can leave them for now. (Tugs at the scarf around Roscoe's mouth) These guys ain't goin' NOPLACE! ;)

Mike: Come on, gang. Let's find Val. ;)

(The group storm across the train, past several cars filled with horses, as "Midnight Train" begins.)

(They finally get to the caboose. The remaining thieves, including Dolores, are trying to get information out of Valerie by tickling her bare feet. Peter runs over to her as Davy charges the nearest thief, knocking him to the ground and shaking him and punching him as hard as he can, calling him "horse murderer" and other things that aren't so nice. X( )

*Micky and Lauren grab two boxes of the cans. They open the boxes and start rolling the cans at the thieves. They each knock down one thief and yell "Strike!"* :D ;)

(Peter finally drags Davy off of the horse thief. The man only barely manages to get to his feet when Valerie knocks him flat on his back again. ;) :p)

(Jake dukes it out with one of the thieves...and knocks him into Mike, who finishes him off. ;) )

(Dolores pulls out a magazine and pen and hands it to Davy for an autograph, which Davy gladly does. :X)

*Micky runs over to a stack of boxes and tips them over onto several thieves.*

(Mike opens a can of dog food and shoves it in the mouth of one of the thieves. He makes faces, gags, and rushes off. Mike shrugs and takes a bite. Peter takes a bite, but makes a face and walks away.)

(Emma grins and pulls a rug out from under Dolores...and indicates to Lauren to get her shoes off as she falls. Emma holds up a feather...and her grin turns wicked. ;) )

*Lauren pulls the shoes off Dolores...* ;)

(Emma tickles the bottoms of Dolores' feet as Lauren pulls a burlap sack over her arms and holds her down, trying to get a confession out of her.)

(Davy rides a horse past Mike and a startled horse thief...literally sweeping the thief off his feet and into a carton! Mike just shrugs and applauds Davy.)

(Peter chases another thief around the carton. A leg sticks out and trips him into it. Peter and Valerie shake hands, grinning. ;) )

(As the song ends, Micky, Mike, and Jake tie up the remaining thieves where the horses are. We hear laughter continuing in the caboose.)

Mike: What on EARTH is so funny in there?

Peter: Hey, has anyone seen Em and Lauren?

Davy: (Opens the door to the caboose) Oh, my...guys, you're not gonna believe this one. ;)

(The men all gather at the door...to see Dolores laughing her head off as Emma tickles her feet and now-bare arms, as her sleeves are rolled up. She's babbling incohereantly.)

Micky: *grins* I am so proud. :D ;)

Dolores: (Between guffaws) We...we were hired...by some chick and her brother...they gave us lotta money to steal horses...

Emma: Do you know their names?

Dolores: Yeah...Biff and Angellette or somethin'...they just wanted to send the horses to Dallas...we were supposeta just make sure they got on the trucks once they arrived...didn't know where they were goin'...I didn't, anyway...

Emma: Brad and Angie. That's what I thought. :p

Mike: We gotta stop those two. Em, Lauren, tie her up and bring her in with the rest. Someone's got to stop this train, too.

Lauren: Right.

Dolores: We're gonna stop soon...depot comin' up...at Junctionville...

Davy: (As Emma and Lauren bind and gag the still-giggling Dolores) Does anyone know where Brad and Angie are now?

Peter: I think Angie said Brad was at the rodeo.

Mike: Then that's where we're goin' after we hit the Junctionville depot and call the cops. We'll blue-light back to the cars and head over to the rodeo. It ain't far from Rainbow Valley Ranch.

Jake: By the way, before we continue, what IS that blue light...thingie?

Mike: It's a long story, Jake, and one we'd appreciate if you kept to yourself. Please don't tell anyone else, especially not the other guys or Aunt Kate. I'd never hear the end of it, and Aunt Kate just wouldn't get it. :p

Jake: (Makes a face) I'm not going to ask what you guys have been doin'. I don't like keepin' secrets from Ma, but I trust you. (Crooked grin) Most of the time. ;)

Micky: That seems to run in the family. ;)

Jake: (Laughs) Yeah, well, Mike don't blab shit, but some of my brothers don't know when to quit. :p ;)

Mike: Thanks, Jake. That's good to know. ;)

(There's the screech of brakes as the train stops. Mike peers out of a window in the caboose.)

Mike: Ok, gang, let's go tell the station manager to call the cops, give our statements, and get to the rodeo before Brad hears 'bout the amazing horse recovery.

Emma: (Nods) Right. We'll let the cops handle (indicates Dolores) THESE creatons.

Davy: (Growls) It's bettah than they deserve. X(

Peter: (Puts a hand on Davy's shoulder) Peace, Davy. They were just hired thugs. They didn't know they were hurting the horses! They were only delivering them!

Emma: And I'll bet Angie doesn't know, either.

Lauren: Probably not.

Mike: Huh? Why?

Peter: Mike, she loves horses. They're her life. She called them her very soul this morning! :o

Valerie: She'd probably react even worse than Davy if she knew where the horses were REALLY going. This must have been Brad's idea.

Peter: (Nods) He has a very cold aura. I don't think he cares where anything goes, as long as he can sell his own horses and make money to run his ranch. :p

Davy: (Punches his fist into his palm) Let's NAIL that bastard. X(

Mike: Yeah, and I have the feelin' that the haunted horse thing ain't gonna work with them. :p

Micky: *snaps his fingers* Darn. :P ;)

Valerie: No, we're going to have to use the direct approach.

Davy: (Looks at the horses) And I know how. ;)

Mike: Do we want to know? ;) :p

Davy: Why don't we just bring them their horses back?

Peter: You mean... ;)

Davy: They want to sell them so badly, why don't we just bring them to the rodeo for them? ;)

Mike: Let's do that. ;)

Lauren: Works for me. ;)

Emma: Lauren and I will follow you in one of the cars. We're not horsewomen. :p

Lauren: *subconsciously rubs her rear* Yeah, I prefer to watch, thank you. ;)

Jake: I'll take my car on the highway and meet you there. ;)

Mike: We could pick up some other folks on the way. Joanne could help with the horses, and I'm sure Daph, Andrew, and Aunt Kate would like to watch the fireworks. ;)

Davy: Well, what are you all waitin' for? Let's get these horses goin'! ;) :D

Mike: Vamanos, guys! ;)

Micky: I'm vamanosing, I'm vamanosing... ;)

(They reach for the horses, laughing, as "Calico Girlfriend Samba" begins. We get a quick montage of the horses and their riders thundering across the dust, followed by both cars. The horses turn past the Circle L's wooden sign; Jake turns into Aunt Kate's.)

(The horses come back out...and now Joanne rides one and leads several more. Daphne is now in the back of the car behind Lauren and Emma. ;) )

(Andrew brings up the rear on the last horse, doing his best John Wayne impression and having a fine old time. ;) :D)

(Emma pats the bag between her and Lauren. A spool of recording tape peeks out of the top. ;) )

(They turn into a large area in the valley surrounded by tents and food vendors and game booths. Emma, Lauren, and Daphne go one way, the horse riders and their charges go the other. They ride right into the ring where Angie coaches one of her horses...giving her such a shock, she almost falls off the horse. Her screams bring Brad and some of the other Rainbow Valley trick riders out to the ring as the song ends.)

Brad: Ang, are you...(eyes widen)...our horses! You found them!

Mike: (Rides his horse over to them, followed by the others) Yeah, no thanks to you. :p

Davy: I ought to let this 'orse mash you into mincemeat, you arse! X(

Mike: (Puts his arm out in front of Davy) Cool it, will ya?

Micky: Down, boy, down. :P ;)

Angie: Where were they? (Looks at the horses) Hey, that's not our brand! This horse is for the Lazy H, down the road from us!

Mike: We found yours and a lot of other ranches' horses in a train on it's way to a dog food canning factory in Dallas.

Peter: (Wails) You were going to have these poor animals killed, just because you wanted to win the rodeo and make lots of money! :(

Micky: Have you no shame?! :P ;)

Angie: (Growls) You WHAT? X(

Brad: You have no proof.

Mike: We have the horses...and the cops are gettin' confessions outta the people you hired to burglarize your own ranch even as we speak.

Joanne: Brad, why? How could you be so desperate to win, you'd kill? What you're doing is still murder, whether they're humans or horses.

Brad: I had to get rid of the horses somewhere. Pal-Pan had the best offer.

Angie: You said you sold them to Dallas. X(

Brad: I never said where in Dallas.

Angie: You...you...LIED. You LIED to me. You told me the horses wouldn't be hurt, including ours! Brad, these may just be money machines to YOU, but they're my very reason for BREATHING! X(

Davy: Yeah, man! X(

Brad: I don't give a shit about those walking flyswatters...except for selling the best of the lot and making sure they're the only ones that get sold. I'm going to make money off this damn ranch if it kills me.

Angie: (Very low) It may just do that. X(

Brad: (As Angie closes in on him) Now, sis... :o

Angie: Brad, you hurt these horses...and by extension, hurt ME. I'm going to take every one of those dead horses out of your HIDE! You promised me no one would get hurt!

Brad: I said no HUMANS would get hurt. I didn't say anything about animals.

Angie: I know ONE human who's gonna get HURT. X(

Davy: Yeah. X(

Brad: Well, it's not going to be ME. When the cops come, I'm gonna be in Mexico.

Angie: You're gonna be kicked to damn ANTARTICA!

Brad: Not if you can't catch me! (He climbs onto a horse and rides off to the rodeo's front entrance. Angie leaps over the fence and follows him. The others do the same. Brad kicks up a cloud of dust...but is confronted with another, larger cloud of dust as he nears the entrance. He turns around and takes off in the other direction as we hear sirens. The dust settles and reveals cop cars. The windows in one are open; we see a grumbling Artie squawking at Dolores, who growls back. Brad doesn't even get back to the ring before he's blocked by six riders on horseback and a car. Angie joins them angrily as the squad cars move in and the riders surround Brad.)

Andrew: Where do you think you're goin', boy?

Brad: I heard Acopulco's nice this time of year. ;)

Mike: You ain't never gonna find out. X(

(The cops finally catch up with them, getting out of the car.)

Sheriff: All right, Brannington, you and your sister are under arrest for grand theft and smuggling.

Brad: You can’t prove that.

Sheriff: These Monkee fellows (indicates the boys) called us and said they'd found the horses...or at least some of them. We made some calls. Most of the rest were in a pen at a place outside of Dallas, some just minutes from certain death.

Peter: Oh, thank goodness the horses are all right! :D

Sheriff: I'm sure the owners would recognize their brands on the horses...just as you must recognize the Rainbow Valley brand on the ones you stole to divert suspicion and blame the local Indian population.

Emma: (Climbs out of the car) And if that's not enough...(indicates a small tape recorder in the car)...we have the whole scene between him and his sister and the subsequent confessions on tape. ;)

Lauren: And we'd be more than happy to share it, too. ;)

Mike: Nice work, girls.

Angie: Damn you, Brad! This was all YOUR idea! You said you had a great scheme to make US the only ones anyone would buy from at the Big Valley Rodeo! Why did I listen to you? I know what I'm doing! I'm good with horses! You just don't give a shit about anything except money! X(

Brad: Shut up, Angie. (They both get off their horses and are lead to squad cars. The others get off their horses and join the Sheriff)

Andrew: Woo-ee! I haven't had that much fun since we led a whole bunch of horses from San Antonio to Houston in '33! :D

Sheriff: Good work, everyone. That Dolores sang like a bird. They were just thugs, hired by two people in Indian costume for this specfic job...but apparently the make-up was cheap, and under the feathers, their description fit Angelica and Brad Brannington.

Emma: We loosened her up a bit for you. ;)

Lauren: Yeah. Nothin' to it. ;)

Sheriff: We contacted local costume shops. A clerk in a Junctionville five and dime mentioned seeing a bunch of Rainbow Valley ranch hands buying red costume make-up in bulk, ten and fifteen tubes at a time. He thought it was for some fake Indian ceremony at the ranch, but no such ceremony exists.

Emma: I'd suggest going through their office. Bet you'll find more interesting stuff there.

Sheriff: Way ahead of you. We found several large maps of the valley and a list of all the victims. (Eyes narrow) The next one was the Angel Band Ranch, owned by one Jeremiah Nesmith.

Mike: (Growls) Jerry's children's ranch. He woulda been devestated if they made off with his best stock...and he wasn't even plannin' on enterin' anythin' in the rodeo. I'll bet Brad was just angry Jerry wouldn't buy from them. X(

Joanne: (Nods) That was what Brad was doin'. With no one left to buy anything from, Rainbow Valley Ranch would be the only game in town. :p

Sheriff: We really owe you one for takin' these two out.

Andrew: You know, I'd bet the Rodeo would love to have a big-name act to attract customers not interested in horses... ;)

Mike: (Grins) Say no more. (Looks at the others) Who's ready for a hoedown? ;)

Micky: ME! :D ;)

Peter: That sounds like fun! :)

Davy: I'm all for it. ;)

Mike: Val, you're the manager. ;)

Lauren: Me, too. :)

Valerie: And I say some publicity here would really help our sales in Texas. ;) :D

(Peter whoops and leans over his horse to hug his wife. :D)

(Fade out on Mike's grin as Angie and Brad are led away and a long shot of the rodeo ring...and fade in on a panoramic shot of the rodeo on the big day as "Papa Gene's Blues" plays in the background. We see shots of people riding horses and doing tricks in the ring, riding bucking broncos, and selling, trading, and buying horses. Kids eat candy and ride midway rides; people play games and dance to the boys' music. Aunt Kate, Joanne, Valerie, Jordan, Lucy, Jake, and Fred are among those in the crowd around the stage. Emma and Lauren walk up as the song ends with three todders eating cotton candy with sticky faces. ;) )

(The boys wear their red six-button shirts, jeans, cowboy boots, and cowboy hats. Peter and Davy wear beads.)

Mike: How's it goin', y'all? Everyone in Big Valley havin' a fine ol' time? ;)

(There's a roar of approval from the crowd. ;) )

Joanne: He really does love this, doesn't he? (Smiles) I always knew he'd make it as a performer someday, somehow. ;)

Emma: He likes performing more than he'll admit, though he claims he hates the concerts. ;)

Aunt Kate: Y'all did some fine work out there. Almost all of the horses were saved before they were killed and returned to their rightful owners.

Lauren: *half grin* Nothing to it. ;)

Sheriff: Brad Brannington wouldn't say anything after we got to the station, but his sister was so riled over the way Brad treated the horses, she did enough singin' for both of them. Angie claims the stealin' was her brother's idea, but she went along with it in order to win the Grand Valley Champion title at the rodeo and make more sales than the rest of the valley. They'll both be going on trial for grand theft, kidnapping, and illegal transportation of livestock. Pal-Pan's way of doing business and their dog food recipies are also being investigated.

Katie: Bad man n' lady hurt horsies! :( :p

Joanne: Not anymore, hon. We made sure they'll never hurt any horsies ever again!

Andrew: (Tugs at the blue ribbon on Joanne and on Dallas' saddle) Nice work, hon. The Circle L has it's first Grand Valley Champion. ;) :D

Lucy: Hey, that's great! (Hugs Joanne)

Aunt Kate: I'm proud of you, dear. (She also hugs Joanne)

Katie: (Pats Dallas) Good horsie! :D

(Dallas nuzzles her. :) )

*The twins are too enthralled with their cotton candy to pay attention to anything else.* ;)

Andrew: Heard the Rainbow Valley Horses are gonna be given to the few ranches whose horses did end up in Pal-Pan cans and the rest will be auctioned off for local charities to help ranches and farms in need. :)

Valerie: That's wonderful! :)

(Jordan gurgles; he really doesn't understand what's going on, other than everyone has happy auras. ;) )

Lucy: The state's takin' over the Rainbow Valley Ranch. They ain't decided what to do with it yet. Might auction it off to other local ranches.

Valerie: I love "all's well that ends well," don't you?

Lauren: Definitely. :)

Emma: (Turns to Joanne) Except for one thing. What is it you and Mike talked about at the party? He was red for an hour after you came out!

Joanne: We talked 'bout the past. We both just had things we needed to work out of our systems. (Sighs) I might as well say I loved him once. We were gonna run off together, but I ran off with someone else. He needed to let go of some stuff...and so did I. We're friends now. (Looks steadily into Emma's eyes) Hon, he's wild about you. You and his music (puts a hand on Kate's head) and this little lady. :)

Katie: (Looks up) Me?

Emma: (Nods) I'm glad. (Smiles a little) I love him. I know he just...well, maybe he'll be able to live with some things now.

Aunt Kate: I hope this has helped both of you. (Looks at the others) You're all welcome back anytime.

Fred: (Hugs the twins) Yeah, I had a great time with the squirts yesterday. They taught ME a thing or two about tree climbing! I didn't know three-year-olds could get that high! ;)

Mick: I love tree climbing! :D

Shelly: We're little monkeys! ;) :)

Lauren: In more ways than one. ;)

Aunt Kate: (Hugs Emma) Especially you, darlin'. You're part of the family. Don't forget that. (Smiles and hugs Katie, too) After all, I'd like to see my namesake every now and then. ;)

Katie: Love Auntie Kate! (Hugs her back) :X

(The girls laugh as Mike tunes up his guitar for the next song.)

Mike: This next one is dedicated to all the women in my life...all the ones I had, and all the ones who are special to me now. (Mike looks over his shoulder) Ok, guys, one and a two and a...

(The boys launch into "Silver Moon" as Aunt Kate grins, Emma blushes, Katie jumps up and down clapping, Lucy beams, and Joanne smiles proudly. Everyone dances as we fade out on the women in Mike Nesmith's life...and the blue ribbon on Dallas' saddle.)