(We open in a large auto parts store on the highway going into Las Vegas. Mike enters first, with Micky following behind.)

Micky: Wow! :D

Mike: Ok, Mick, remember. Don't buy out the entire store. We just need to find a few parts for the MonkeeCycles, Lauren's car, and Ursula.

Micky: Oh, come on, Mike. You can never have enough spare parts!

*Micky wanders over to a stand-up display and browses through items.*

Mike: Yeah, but remember, we're in a rented van, and we need to get eight people and their luggage and souveniers back to California...(frowns)...what is that stuff?

Micky: *rummaging* They can probably ship just about everything they sell where ever you need it to go... *holds up a package* Racing stripes! :D

Mike: Racin' stripes? For what? I don't know if Urse'll be all that crazy about 'em.

Micky: Buzz kill. (Rummages again) Ooooh! Fuzzy dice? *snatches a pair and dangles them off one finger*

Mike: Better.

*Micky grins. He grabs a shopping cart and hangs the dice over the edge of the cart.*

Mike: (Whispers to Micky as he rummages through a display of parts) Where did you get that cart? Auto parts stores don't have shoppin' carts!

Micky: This store does...now. *winks*

Mike: (As he puts a part in Micky's cart) What did you have in mind for Urse, anyway? You said somethin' about a new idea for her...

Micky: Well, I was thinking...

Mike: I'm scared already.

Micky: *dull glare* Thanks, Mike. Seriously. We've been hearing warnings of possible flooding along the beaches for how long now?

Mike: Frankly, since I moved to California in '63. Worst it's ever gotten was the day the twins were born, and that was four years ago.

Micky: Yeah. I've been hearing it for as long as I can remember, and just like that day, we've gotten really close. What would happen if the area did flood? We wouldn't be able to get around, and Urse, unfortunately, would be useless to us, unable to move...

Mike: I understand, Mick, but get to the point.

Micky: I'm getting there. So I got to thinking. There has to be some way to make Urse float on water. I mean, come on, it'd be really groovy to have a car that floats! :D

Mike: Great, so...how are you gonna turn Urse into Chitty Chitty Bang Bang?

Micky: I had an idea of figuring a way to make it so Urse's wheels can turn 90 degress to rest flat and be used as flotation devices, which would make her float. I have the hydraulics all mapped out at home, and I had a few items in mind to look for here since I couldn't find them back home.

Mike: How can you say all that in one breath?

Micky: Huh?

Mike: (Sighs) Forget it. (Takes another small part) Ooh, been lookin' for one of these for my big black Mustang...

*Micky grabs several parts and puts them in the cart.*

Mike: (He takes a mirror) Hmm, Urse needs a new side mirror after the drag race with that little asshole on the motorcycle.

Micky: Oh, yeah. Put it in the cart.

Mike: (Nods) Yeah. (Does so)

*Micky reaches over Mike and grabs something hanging on the wall.*

Mike: (Ducks as he pulls the heavy pipe over his head) Hey, watch it! You coulda knocked me out with that!

Micky: *puts the pipe in the cart* No, I wouldn't have.

Mike: Well, if you'd be more careful...

Micky: I am careful! Why would I hit you with it?

Mike: 'Cause you're a klutz and so am I.

Micky: You have so little faith in me! *grabs another product and puts it in the cart*

Mike: Ow! (Pulls his smooshed fingers away)

Micky: You did that on purpose, leaving your fingers there!

Mike: No I didn't!

("MGBGT" begins as Mike and Micky argue and shop. Mike will put a small part in the cart, only to be covered by Micky's huge parts.)

*Micky continuously grabs parts. Mike puts every other part back. Micky grabs the parts again and returns them to the cart.*

(Mike makes them disappear in a small dark blue light when Micky's back is turned.)

*Micky and Mike have a tug of war with the cart.*

(A disgusted Mike finally gives up and lets Micky have the cart...but he lets go while Micky is still pulling, and as he turns to go look at cans of paint, Micky and the cart go flying! )

*Micky stumbles. The cart rolls right over and past him. We see a close up of Micky sighing in relief.*

(Mike inspects car tires as the cart rolls past him, with Micky chasing it.)

*Micky catches the cart, but it keeps rolling, pulling him along with it!*

(Mike pulls out a few cans of oil as Micky and the cart roll in the other direction.)

(Micky and the cart go straight at the pyramid of oil cans as Mike heads over to a display of steering wheels across the room.)

*Micky, thankfully, is able to stop the cart before it runs into the cans.*

(Mike turns back to the cans, sees Micky, and drops a can of red paint into the cart. He then continues over to a display of engine parts. He never saw Micky chase the cart.)

*Micky just glares at Mike as he goes on casually looking for parts.*

Mike: (As the song ends; inspects some parts) Hmm... Hey, Mick, check these out! Weren't you lookin' for stuff that could make Urse float?

Micky: *goes over; grins* Hey, yeah! These'll be perfect! :D

Mike: (Shrugs) I think it's crazy, but who knows? Maybe there will be a time when we'll need a MonkeeBoat.

Micky: You never know. ;)