You boys ready to find out what Darren has in mind? ;)

Micky: Definitely. This guy's really weird, even for me!

Davy: That's saying a lot, mate. ;)

Mike: Yeah.

(We open in Darren's dressing room. Mike peers in first, then Davy.)

Mike: Good. No one here but us Monkees. Mick must be doin' a good job of distractin' him.

Davy: You know Mick. All 'e's gotta do is ramble on like 'e usually does.

Mike: Yeah, they'll be there for days. (Looks around) Ok boy, start checkin'. Check everythin'. Clothes piles, dressers, boxes, suitcases, trunks. There's gotta be SOMETHIN' on this guy here!

Davy: Right. *nods, then turns to search a dresser*

("Star Collector" begins as the boys spread out in the room. Mike picks up what looks like a magic wand. He shakes it; flowers pop out. He tosses it over his shoulder and goes through the box under it.)

*Davy finds five metal rings. When he grabs one, all the others clang and are stuck together. He grabs them together, trying to figure out how to pull them apart. One clatters to the floor. He spreads out the other four and finds they're loose, too.*

(Mike moves some papers from the box and peers into it. A red boxing glove springs out of the box and hits him right in the chin! He stumbles off, dazed.)

*Davy finds a magician's hat and peeks inside. He turns it over. Water spills onto the floor. He quickly turns the hat back over.*

(Mike opens a trunk...and an assortment of animals, ranging from birds to rabbits to a goat, leap out! Mike peers in the trunk. There's no WAY he had room for a goat in there!)

(Mike chases after the animals, finally getting them all in the trunk...except the goat, who is trying to eat the hat. Mike grabs the hat and finally shoos the goat in the trunk. He slaps the hat on his head...and is rewarded with a shower of flower petals.)

(Mike goes through another trunk, tossing card tricks and coins and black sheets over his shoulder.)

*Davy finds a never-ending hanky.*

(Mike helps Davy pull the hanky. It eventually goes across the room and out the door.)

(Mike fans open a deck of cards and shows them to Davy. Pick a card, any card.)

*Davy picks a card, looks at it, then puts it back.*

(Mike pulls out the card and shows it to Davy. The card squirts water at him!)

*Davy wipes off his face and shakes his head.*

Mike: (As he throws down the cards and the music ends) This is ridiculous. Those guys could be done any minute, and we ain't closer to findin' anything than when we started!

Mike: (Leans against the trunk with the animals) This is crazy. This guy don't seem to mean us no harm. I'll be he ain't never seen anyone who could do what he can do before.

Davy: That's sure wot it looks like.

(Mike suddenly falls over the trunk, and it flies open.)

Mike: Yikes! (Looks around) No animals this time.

Davy: Careful, Mike!

Mike: (Peers in the trunk; muffled from inside) Hey, it's empty! (The sound of a hand over silk) I think there's a pocket or somethin' in here!

Davy: Is there something in the pocket?

(Mike finally emerges with a handful of papers.)

Mike: Reviews and newspaper articles.

Davy: Wot's the verdict?

Mike: (Hands Davy some articles and takes the other half of the pile) Let's find out.

(They start reading. Mike nods his head occasionally.)

Mike: Most of the reviews concentrate on his brilliance and wonder how he's able to pull this stuff off. (Frowns) Wait. This one discusses the announcement for arrest for fraud of a Tommy Holzinger. They say he escape the police and jumped ship.

Mike: Anything on your end?

Davy: I've got an interesting one. Even though it says evidence was inconclusive, 'e was initially charged for using mind control on the wife of a government official. No names given.

Mike: Somehow, that don't surprise me. I got somethin' similar here, 'cept it was the wife of a visitin' dignitary from Austria. Once again, no evidence and no names given. (Looks up at Davy) We gotta talk to Darren, or Tommy, or whatever his name is, and clear things up.

Davy: Yeah.

(Cut to the stage. It's empty. Mike and Davy run to the center.)

Mike: Mick! Hey, Micky? Where are ya, boy?

(Something seems to slowly dissolve before them, almost ghost-like and shimmery. It finally reveals Darren and Micky.)

Darren: Hello, David and Michael. What brings you here?

Mike: We've come to ask some questions.

Davy: And get some answahs.

Darren: Of course. Ask all the questions you'd like. (Turns to Micky) Of course, if you'd rather see what tricks I've taught your friend...

Davy: *groans* Oh no...

Mike: No! Micky, snap out of it! We've found out what he does!

Davy: Judging from the look on 'is face, I think 'e's already found that out the 'ard way.

Mike: Micky! Whatever he did, fight it!

Darren: He's not being harmed, if that's what you mean. We worked on controlling his other powers.

Davy: And 'e's focusing them on us.

Darren: Micky, show them what you've learned. Whichever one you'd like.

*Micky makes a cape appear in his hands as he calmly walks over to Davy. Davy eyes him as he nears, then tosses the cape over his head. Micky pulls the cape back off...and Davy's disappeared!*

Darren: Very good, Micky. I know you have many issues with Michael you'd like to discuss.

*Micky nods and goes over to Mike.*

Mike: Micky, where is he? What did you do?

Micky: I made Davy disappear.

Mike: To where?

Micky: *shrugs* I don't know.

Mike: Micky, I'm your friend. We already went through this.

Darren: Micky, why don't you calm him before we begin?

Micky: *push Mike down into a chair, but there's no chair* This won't hurt, Mike. I wouldn't do that to you.

Mike: Sure you wouldn't. You get mad and you turn into Micky Dolenz, one-many army.

Micky: Not anymore. Darren taught me how to stop doing that. He means us no harm.

Mike: Bet that's what he told those two chicks he controlled, too.

Micky: *slight grin* Who wouldn't tell some chicks what they wanna hear if it means getting them to join you?

Mike: MICKY! He's messin' with our heads!

Micky: But he helped me, Mike! I haven't punched you or thrown you into a wall yet, now have I?

Mike: (Sighs) True. Still, Davy and I found somethin'...um, well, we found somethin' that might be important...

Micky: I don't care.

Mike: But Ursula said...