*We open with a view of the darkened parking lot. A few meager lights cast some light over some areas of the lot. Lauren exits through the back door and glances around.*

Lauren: *calls out* Micky? You out here? *heads toward the MonkeeMobile* Micky?

(We hear a groan from under the MonkeeMobile. Micky seems to be coming to, stirring where he slumped by the engine.)

Micky: (Murmur) L...lauren?

Lauren: *pauses before she gets to the car* What... *walks fast... then breaks into a sprint seeing him lying on the ground* MICKY! *kneels next to him* What happened?

Micky: (Dazed) Did anyone get the license number of that Mack truck that hit me?

Lauren: *takes his chin in her hand* Micky? Focus, please!

Micky: (Blinks up at Lauren) Oh, man, Babe... (Looks around) Where's the guys? They were right here with me...

Lauren: You're the only one I see out here, Mick. *pauses* Did you get hit with something?

Micky: (Indicates the hood of the car) Yeah, the MonkeeMobile.

Lauren: *eyes widen; runs her fingers through his hair, feeling his head* Ouch. Well, you have a nice goose egg on your head to prove it.

Micky: (Touches his head) No kidding.

Lauren: Feel okay to stand?

Micky: (Wobbles a little as he gets to his feet) Yeah. I'm a little dizzy, but I think I can walk.

Lauren: Here, put your arm around my shoulders. *takes his arm and does so, then wraps her arm around his waist* I'll do this. We'll get you some water and see how that helps. THEN we'll figure out where the others went to. (Makes a face) And if I hear ONE snicker or giggle out of you...

Micky: (Puts up a hand) Monkee's honor, Babe.

*Lauren and Micky pass the entrance to the alley behind the nightclub, but Lauren pauses, stopping Micky.*

Lauren: *motions down the alley* Do you see something down there, Mick?

Micky: (Squints into the shadows) No, I don... (Eyes widen as a car passes by, partially illuminating the alley) Oh my GOD! Is that... (He runs into the alley)

Lauren: MICK, wait up! *Runs after him into the alley. She skids to a stop by what looks like two stone statues that seem VERY familiar* Tell me this is some kind of joke.

Micky: No, it isn't! (The camera follows Micky to the statues. When we get closer to them, we can see they look very much like a horrified Mike and Davy) Oh man, what happened? Who did this to them?

Lauren: *blinks; she can't believe her eyes* What...how...I don't understand!

Micky: (Picks up a glowing rock...and drops it like it's a hot potato) Yeow! There's some nasty energy on that rock. That must be what happened to the guys!

Lauren: Okay, this is REALLY freaky!

Micky: There has to be some way I can turn them back...

Lauren: Turn them back...what? Micky, what are you talking about? I think your head got hit harder than we thought...

Micky: Can I do it? (Gulps) I have to try. (Turns to Lauren) Babe, close your eyes or something. Mike will kill me if he knows you've seen this!

Lauren: See what? I have no idea what you're talking about! *covers her eyes with her hands* There. I hope this isn't a trick...

(Micky closes his eyes and concentrates. There's a blue light around Mike and Davy. When it subsides, the two are themselves again. Both stumble for a moment before reganing their bearings)

Micky: You can open your eyes now, Babe!

Mike: Wha...what happened?

*Lauren slowly takes her hands away from her eyes.*

Micky: Um, well...

Davy: Where's Zero, that blaggart?

Mike: Yeah. He was the one who did this. (Nudges the rock with his toe) He gave this some kind of dark power...

Lauren: *exasperated* What are you guys talking about?

Mike: (Sighs) We might as well tell you. There's no other way around it. That was the Devil who turned us into hunks of rock.

Micky: *rubs at his head* And one of his flunkies must've walloped me.

Lauren: *eyes widen* The Devil?!

Mike: We had a run-in with him a couple of months before we met you guys.

Lauren: *jaw drops* Oh-kay...

Mike: Look, it's gettin' late. If this is anythin' like the last time, I'm sure he's gone after Pete. He wanted his soul before. I'll bet that's what the game is.

Micky: I'd be surprised if that wasn't the game.

Mike: Let's get back inside and explore that nightclub. I'm hopin' he didn't try takin' Pete somewhere. (Turns to Lauren) Where's Em?

Lauren: We split up. She was searching inside for you guys.

Mike: We've gotta find her. We have to let her know we're ok...and about other things.

Lauren: *She and Micky takes each other's arms again* Let’s, please.

Micky: And I need an ice pack.

(Cut to inside. The Monkees all meet backstage, near a set of steps.)

*Micky now has his ice pack.*

Mike: I told the manager we'd be back in twenty minutes. He's pretty steamed we were gone for so long. (Makes a face) Did anyone find Em or Pete?

Davy: I didn’t.

Lauren: *shakes her head* We didn't see them, either.

Mike: I haven't seen Zero, either. He's probably tryin' to trap all of us. (He nods at the steps) There's only one place we haven't tried.

Davy: Might as well.

(They head upstairs. Mike leads them across a narrow hallway to a door. All four peer in.)

Mike: Oh, man. (The shot from the camera is blurry, thanks to the glass in the door, but we see Emma asleep on a couch and Peter, looking scared and unhappy in a cage)

Micky: We've gotta do something! *winces as he removes the ice pack*

Mike: (He puts his hand on the door...and pulls it back, wincing) Ouch! That thing shocked me!

Lauren: So, what do we do?

Mike: This. Guys, concentrate. Mick, bring Lauren, too. (He and the other boys close their eyes. There's a blue light around all four, and they disappear.)

(Cut to the inside of the office we saw last night. Emma is just beginning to stir. Peter sits forlornly in his cage. Suddenly, there's a blue light in the middle of the room. When it subsides, we see Mike, Micky, Davy, and Lauren.)

Lauren: Em!

Emma: (Groggy) Lauren? Is that you? (Groans) Oh man...

Mike: Lauren, you help Em. We'll get Pete outta there.

Lauren: *nods* Right. *goes over to Emma* Are you okay, Em?

Emma: Other than my head's pounding, just dandy.

Lauren: What happened?

Emma: I'm not sure. I felt so tired, and I closed my eyes for a few minutes...and then I woke up here.

Lauren: That's weird.

Peter: Guys, you have to get out of here! It's a trap!

Mike: Not without you, good buddy. (He closes his eyes, but Peter remains in the cage despite the blue light) Wha...what's wrong?

Peter: That's what I'm trying to tell you! He's here! He's after all of us!

Davy: Bloody 'ell...

Slimy Voice: Quite right, my dear innocent gentlemen. (A familiar figure in a fancy suit steps into the room) Hello, boys.

Mike: (Eyes blaze; growls) Zero.