(We open in the MonkeeCave. Val's car is in the same place it was in "Mike Lends A Hand," but it's now back in far better shape, better than new. Two skinny, blue jumpsuit-clad legs in sneakers stick out from under the car.)

Micky: (Under the car) Come on, girl, just a little more...

*There's a black light near the entrance of the Cave."

Micky: (Still under the car) Ow! Darn hand... (he starts to scoot out from under it) Where's that darn wrench?

*The wrench suddenly slides back over to him.*

Micky: Thanks...(pause)...waaaaaiiittt a minute. (Micky cautiously comes out from under the car. His face is covered with car grease, as is his jumpsuit) Who's there? (Grumbles) Man, I wish I could feel vibes... Come out!

*One of his rags floats off the table and over to him. The rag dabs at his face, wiping off some of the grease.*

Micky: Ok, ok, what the HELL is going on? Don't tell me this place is haunted! (Grabs the rag) I know Halloween is in a few days, but...

Disembodied and familiar voice: What better time to start frightening people?

Micky: Alex. For crying out loud, show yourself and stop acting like a prick!

Alex's voice: Prick? Oooh, that's a new one...

*A couple tools float off the table, take aim...and fly at Micky!*

Micky: (Side-steps the tools) Alex, I'm warning you. Either come out, or (goes to a lever in the wall) I'll show you how to fly.

Alex: *appears behind Micky; whispers in his ear* But I'm right here.

Micky: Great! That means I can do (turns and knees him in the family jewels) THIS! ;)

Alex: *hunched over; glares up at Micky* Oh yeah? Then I can do this! *brings the crook of his arm up at Micky's sensitive spot*

Micky: (Gasps) Damn it...Alex! What do you...want?

Alex: I want a piece of your damn crystal wall! *Both are trying to get back upright.*

Micky: What for? Sheila could buy a dozen crystals.

Alex: This crystal is the same kind I need! *He pulls out a pick and a small hammer and chips at the wall.*

Micky: (Grabs the pick and hammer) Hey, stop that! We need this place!

Alex: I just want a small piece. *pauses; suddenly grins* Well, I guess your hand's feeling better. *slaps the pick out of Micky's almost-healed hand--the pick clatters to the floor*

Micky: Ow! (He rubs his hand, then goes for the pick with his good hand)

*Alex lands his foot on the pick, pushing it away, then takes the opportunity to knock Micky down, away from him.*

Alex: *picks up the pick & jabs it into the wall* I don't need no stinkin' hammer!

Micky: And I don't need no stinkin' pick! (He swipes at Alex's legs with the good hand holding the hammer, hoping to knock him down)

*Alex jumps, holding the pick. A couple pieces of crystal come loose and clatter to the floor.*

Alex: *grins* Thanks for the help there, brother.

*The pieces of crystal disappear in black light.*

Micky: What do you want them for, anyway?

Alex: *grins in Micky's face* Wouldn't you like to know?

Disembodied Female Voice: Micky, are you in need of help?

Alex: *frowns* What the hell was that?

Micky: (To the voice) Yeah, I am. (Smirks at Alex) Wouldn't YOU like to know?

Alex: *grabs two fistfuls of the front of Micky's jumpsuit* Yeah, I WOULD like to know!

(Mick lets out a girlie scream.)

Alex: *lets go of Micky and covers his ears* Don't DO that!

*Suddenly, Val's car roars to life and inches over to where the guys stand. Micky backs off, whistling. Alex finally looks up and finds he's pinned to the wall by the car.*

Alex: Hey!?

Female Voice: Will this suffice, Micky?

Alex: Man, I'm leaving while I'm still in one piece! *disappears in a black light*

Micky: (Turns to the car and grins) Yeah, that was great! You really got rid of him!

Female Voice: *the car blinks its headlights* Thank you, Micky. Can I have a new pint of oil for doing a great job?

Micky: Heck yeah! This calls for a celebration! (Blue light - there's a can of oil and a can of Pepsi and a large slice of apple pie topped with ice cream) We're gonna go to town!

Female voice: It was my pleasure, Micky.

Micky: (Flings open her hood) Here ya go, girl!

*The car sighs.* :)

*We fade out on Micky and Valerie's car and fade in to the Rainbow Room. The bandstand is set up. Mike stands with his guitar over his shoulder, tuning it. Peter sits of the rise of the bandstand. Davy plays with the twins as Lauren enters the room.*

Lauren: *shakes her head* I don't know what this neighborhood is coming to. *Emma, Valerie, and Daphne follow her* I just saw some knuckledhead driving their car up and down the road, tooting their horn. Next thing we know, they'll be drag racing out there.

Mike: We had enough of that in June. (Grumbles) Where's Mick?

Valerie: He said he had some kind of huge surprise for us.

Lauren: *shrugs* That narrows it down.

Davy: I'm not so sure I like that, mates.

Mike: Let's get started. That live special is in a month.

Peter: We promised we'd wait for Mick!

Valerie: Honey, who knows when he'll be here?

Davy: 'E said 'e'd be 'ere. *looks at his watch* 'E still 'as one minute.

*Suddenly, Lauren's communicator goes off.*

Lauren: What... *opens her communicator* Mick?

Micky: Hey, babe! Drag everyone outside! The surprise has arrived!

Lauren: *Turns to the others* All right, you heard him. Everyone outside!

Mike: (Puts his guitar aside) This had BETTER be good.

Peter: The way he was acting earlier, it's HUGE.

*The whole group goes outside, but they don't see Micky waiting for them.*

Mike: Figures. If this is one of his jokes...

Valerie: If it is, I'll imagine him into the middle of his swampy yard.

Lauren: I don't see Mick... *points at a blue sports car coming towards them* But there's that knucklehead I saw earlier going by again!

Valerie: (Frowns) Wait a minute, that car's familiar. (Eyes widen in surprise) No, it can't be...

*The sports car rides in front of the group. Micky sticks his head out the window.*

Micky: *grins* Well? Whadaya think? Like it, Val?

*Lauren slaps her forehead.*

Valerie: LIKE it? It's...she's... (She walks over to the car and runs her hand over the hood) Oh Micky, she's BEAUTIFUL! Is it really my car? After everything that happened...

Micky: Val, I'd like to reintroduce you to your car. Meet Rosemarie.

Mike: (Grins) You finished her early, Mick?

Micky: *nods* Yeah, I did.

Emma: (Turns to her husband) Baby, you knew about this?

Mike: Who do you think helped tighten lug nuts?

Valerie: (Raises an eyebrow, but she's still smiling) Rosemarie?

Micky: *smirks* Hey, Rosemarie, introduce yourself to these fine folks!

Female voice: Greetings everyone. :)

Valerie: She...you...she talks!

Peter: Wow!

Rosemarie: Of course I talk. Humans don't understand. *honks her horn.*

Lauren: *grins* She obviously got some of Mick's sense of humor.

Valerie: That's not what I meant. (Pats the car on her hood) I just never...well, I've owned you for six years now, and I've never heard you talk.

Rosemarie: I couldn't before. Thanks to Micky, I now have a voice.

Valerie: Oh Micky... (Gives him a big hug) Thank you so much!

Micky: *grins* Val, don't pull me through the window! *laughs* Let me get out, so you can get in...

Valerie: Sure. (Gives Mike a more awkward hug) Besides, I haven't thanked Rosie's other savior yet.

Mike: (Blushes and pulls away) Aw Val...

*Micky gets out and leaves the door open. He stays by the door.*

(Valerie climbs into driver's seat and puts her hand on the wheel, beaming all the way.)

Micky: *leans down to see inside* Well, what do you think?

Valerie: (Runs her hand over the dashboard) I think we should all go out for a drive.

Mike: Not now. We need to rehearse.

Valerie: Then us girls and the kids will go for a drive in Rosie and Lauren's car and let you boys do what you need to do?

Lauren: I'm all for it.

Emma: I could use a drive.

Micky: *goes over to Lauren* By the way, Babe, what was with that hand gesture you gave me when I drove by honking, hm?

Lauren: Mick, I swear I didn't know it was you.

Micky: Right. You would've been yelling at me, too.

(Mike and Emma chuckle.)

Davy: She did call you a knuckle'ead.

Valerie: (Grins) She thought you were some crazy drag racer.

Micky: Moi?! *feigns shock* ;)

Lauren: Well, I was right about the knucklehead part.

*Micky makes a face and wraps his right arm around Lauren's shoulders, then gives her a left-ahnded noogie.*

Micky: Now YOU'RE the knucklehead, Babe.

Lauren: Funny, Mick.

Valerie: Ok, ok. Why don't we get the kiddies in jackets and pull out Lauren's car, since we're not all going to fit into mine, and head out? Maybe we can go to the park and go to Millie's for a snack.

Daphne: *nods* That sounds like fun.

Mike: And the guys have to rehearse.

Peter: (Gives Valerie a kiss) We'll go for a ride later, just you and me and Jordan, ok?

Valerie: It's a date.

(Cut to Lauren's car and Rosemarie as, appropriately, "Rosemarie" plays. Daphne and Lizzie join Valerie and Jordan in Rosie. Emma and Katie join the twins, Leah, and Lauren in Lauren's purple Chevy Bel Air.)

*Other drivers toot their horns, giving their approval of two such fine looking vehicles.*

(Rosemarie toots back!)

(Valerie shakes her head. One day out, and her car is flirting.)

(They drive by the Hotel Caprice. Jordan frowns and shudders. That building looks sad...and angry!)

(The Caprice is shuttered, and the doors are boarded up. The girls don't see a familiar black Mustang in the parking lot behind the Caprice...)

(We see the girls drive to the park, where they let the kids out to a playground where there's already several other children.)

(Jordan hangs back at first, shy. Katie finally tugs him into a group of little girls and boys in line for the slide.)

*The twins and Leah sit on the grass, taking turns playing pattycake.*

*Lizzie crawls around the three Dolenz children.*

(Emma leans back with a sigh, rubbing her stomach and fielding questions from other mothers.)

*Lauren and Daphne keep a close eye on their kids.*

(Emma has to bodily keep Valerie from helping Jordan. He's not getting hurt running around with the other kids, and Katie will watch him!)

*Daphne picks up Lizzie, while Lauren shows her kids how to play "Duck, Duck, Goose."*

(Katie runs over with Jordan and some other kids in tow; they want to play, too! Soon, there's a whole group of kids running around, chasing each other.)

*Lauren leaves the group of kids, shrugging, as if saying "What have I started?"*

(Emma points at her watch. It's time to get moving!)

*Lauren lets rip with her two-finger whistle to gather the "troops."*

(Fade out on the group leaving the park and heading for the cars. Fade in on the Rainbow Room as the boys work on the tail end of "Rosemarie.")

Mike: Not bad. (Strums his guitar) Let's go over "Long Title" one more time.

Micky: *groans* Mike, you're not gonna have a drum part if you do. My hand's cramping up as it is.

Peter: Michael, we really need a rest.

Mike: But...

Davy: Mike, we're doing great! A couple minute break won't 'urt anything.

Mike: But...

Micky: Mike, say "but" one more time and I'm throwing a drumstick at you.

Peter: If you want to work on something, you can, but I need a drink, and Micky really should rest his bad hand.

Mike: (Mutters) Fine. Half-hour for break. (He continues to lean over his guitar, strumming what sounds like "Circle Sky")

(The girls and kids come in at this point. The twins run right for their daddy, and Jordan toddles over to his.)

Micky: Well, troubles' back! Were you rugrats good for your mom?

*The twins nod vigorously, exclaiming vvarious versions of "Yes!"*

Peter: Hi, Jordan. How was your ride?

Jordan: Good! Park fun!

Lauren: *carries Leah* They didn't cause any trouble, believe it or not.

Valerie: They were angels, all of them.

*Davy blows air bubbles on Lizzie's tummy as Daphne laughs.*

(Emma storms into the kitchen, grumbling and growling.)

Katie: (Tugs on her father's pant leg) Papa, Mama's mad.

Mike: Mama gets mad a lot, Katie. It's probably somethin' stupid.

Katie: Nana Millie say hotel comin’ down.

Valerie: The city is selling the Caprice. It may be demolished.

Peter: (Frowns) Maybe it ought to be...

Valerie: Darn it! (She joins Peter and Jordan on the floor) There's something so familiar about that building!

Micky: Really? That used to be a very popular hotel...

Valerie: I heard most of the bottom floor of the hotel and the roof sustained major damage in the storm, though the nighclub and ballroom weren't too badly hit. It's an old building and needed a lot of repairs to begin with.

Jordan: Hotel scared!

Peter: Jordan, you saw the Caprice's aura, didn't you?

Jordan: (Nods) Not happy! Mad!

Valerie: Emma just called to see if there's anything we can do.

Mike: (Sighs) IF there's anything...

Peter: Yeah... (We fade out on the group with the kids and on Emma on the phone)