Ok, before anything else happens, let's get going. Everyone ready to find out what's going to happen to our movie?

Mike: Yeah, before somethin' ELSE goes up in smoke. :p

(Peter coughs.)

Micky: Yeah! :P

Davy: Let's finish this bloody film. :p

(We begin on the set of "Mammoth Melody." The entire cast is on the Art-Deco park set again, this time performing "Singin' In the Rain." Among them are Eric Chisholm, a sullen Caroline Harris, the White sisters, Cora Munroe, Trixie LaVerne, and Brian Connelly. The cast and crew look on. Nick leads the orchestra, while Irwin and Mike fuss over notes. Peter sits in a director's chair, still bruised and coughing a bit. Valerie is next to him, her hand lovingly on his shoulder.)

Emma: (Sighs) I love this song, and it was a great idea for the finale. :)

Micky: *sighs* I'm just glad things are finally going well. :)

Emma: (Watches Mike and Irwin make notes on a sheet music, complaining softly to each other) Some more than others. ;)

Micky: You know what I mean. ;)

(Davy and Daphne stand in the back, with the chorus line, both, like the rest of the cast, in gold raincoats.)

Emma: It was a good idea to let Davy and Daphne join the finale, too. They deserve to do SOME performing, especially since they were both a big help the other night. :)

Lauren: That, and it gives them something to do. ;)

Micky: Other than annoy me. ;) :P

Emma: Oh, and how's Micky B DeMille? ;)

Micky: Just fine!

Lauren: *rolls her eyes* The ego is still inflated.

Micky: Is not! :P

(Emma laughs.)

Micky: What?

Emma: Does he still have visions of becoming the next Orson Welles? ;)

Lauren: *grins at Micky, who's making a face* Yes. Yes, he does. ;)

(The song finally comes to an end with a bit of feedback from the microphone.)

Emma: I wonder what's going to happen to the movie now. Are they still going to shut it down? Have you or Mick heard anything?

Micky: *shakes his head* Haven't heard anything. It'd be GREAT if it goes out to theaters!

Emma: Have you told anyone you saved that footage?

Emma: Or Davy did, anyway.

Micky: *nods* Jack knows...

Lauren: And he's the one who's going to decide what to do with it. Right, Mick?

*Micky sticks his tongue out.* :P

Emma: Have you guys worked on the recordings?

Micky: Oh, yeah. *runs a hand over his face* Some of it...some we just can't fix. :P

Emma: Like Sarah's soft voice and the fact that you can only hear about half the dialogue in some of the skits?

Micky: Bingo. Any soft sound is just...not there. :P

Emma: And some sounds are TOO there, like the papers the gangsters used in that number. :p

Micky: Exactly. *makes a face* I got a headache from listening to some of that, especially the papers. :P

Emma: (Shakes her head) The perils of working with early sound. The microphones heard what they wanted to, and worked when they wanted to. The equipment was delicate and capricious.

Lauren: And we got to learn that the hard way. :P

Emma: Did you get the footage of the rest of the gangster number back from the cops?

Micky: *half grin* After much persuasion...

Lauren: Begging and pleading. ;)

(Emma chuckles ;) )

Micky: PERSUASION, they gave me the number back. :P

Emma: After all the chaos, how did it come out, anyway?

Micky: It came out really well, surprisingly enough. There's still some sound trouble, but what can you do?

Emma: (Sighs) I think we ought to talk to the cast. Harvey Lyman and Walter Thornburg should be around any minute to tell us our fate, right?

Micky: *nods* Yeah. Might as well brace ourselves.

(Lyman and a thin, youngish man enter, followed by a group of men in plain suits. Mike, Davy, and Daphne join their friends. Peter stands.)

Lyman: (As the cast comes closer) I'm gonna cut to the chase, kids. You know why Mr. Thornburg and I are here. You wanna know if we're gonna release this.

Walter Thornburg: (Shakes his head) We don't know if we can. The footage for more than two-thirds of the film was lost in the fire, and the remaining footage has some rather poor sound quality.

Jack: But...

Walter Thornburg: Besides, we're way over budget.

Lyman: We've spent almost three hundred thousand dollars as it is...and at least two hundred thousand more fixing everything that's been sabotaged and paying Technicolor for the two lost cameras!

Irwin: If money's the problem...we have money.

(Mike raises his eyebrows.)

Nick: Ivan, no! Don't!

Irwin: Nicholas, it's our money. This is important. (Nods) We have...plenty...of money. Our real names are Arch Dukes Ivan and Nicholas Ralstoff.

Sarah: (Gasps) You mean...

Rosie: What the HELL's going on?

Micky: Whoa...

Nick: (Shrugs) We're rich.

Lyman: Why the hell didn't you SAY somethin'?

Irwin: We wanted to succeed in music on our own terms, not because of who we are. (Softly) Especially Nick. He's so trusting and naieve...

(Mike looks at Peter and Valerie, then at Nick and Sarah, and nods understandingly.)

Irwin: Our parents fled the Russian Revolution with Mother's jewels. They didn't make it out of Eastern Europe. Nicholas and I were raised by reletives. When the jewels and Russian eggs were sold, they and what our reletives provided us left us with a very large amount of money, enough to attend a good music school.

Nick: We just wanted to be known for our music, not what we are.

Sarah: (Leans on his shoulder) Nick, I don't care who you are! I love you for you, not money or fancy titles.

Irwin: (Sighs and turns to Thornburg) If the movie must be re-shot or redone or finished or whatever, we'll finance it.

Walter Thornburg: This is...amazingly generous, son. Are you certain? A movie is far from a stable investment, as you may have noticed.

Nick: This is what we want. These young people (indicates the Monkees and the girls) have done so much already.

Irwin: Let us do our share.

Walter Thornburg: I'm afraid it's going to require re-shooting most of the movie. The sound quality was horrendous on the rushes I saw before that fire the other night.

Chorus Boy 1: Hey, what about that fire?

Chorus Girl 1: Did they ever find out who started it?

Lyman: (Growls) 'Buncha Big Eddie's boys started the fire. It was arson, pure and simple. Destroyed the rushes for a bunch of movies, including this one, and took out a costume trailer and an office building. Thank goodness they were all closed for the night. :p

Chorus Girl 2: What happened to Big Eddie?

Lyman: (Grins tightly) Thanks to the footage and recording of the gangster number, the cops were able to con Big Eddie into admitting he and his boys worked over the sets and drugged Molly Martine into telling them when and where to wreck havoc. :p

Caroline: Hey, what about Molly? She's not here today!

Walter Thornburg: Miss Martine is on vacation for a week or so, until she's recovered from her ordeal.

Emma: (Mutters to Lauren) More likely until she dries out. :p

*Lauren nods slowly, making a face.* :P

Willie: How's Curt Del Mar?

Walter Thornburg: (Smiles) He's ready and willing to come back to the set to start filming next week...and already has another film lined up after this one, "Hollywood Nights."

Emma: (Rolls her eyes and mutters) Obviously, he didn't read the script to that one. :p

Mike: Must still be out of it. :p

Lauren: Obviously. :P

Walter Thornburg: (Turns to Micky) We'd love to keep you on as an assistant sound supervisor under Jack, young man. He says you've done some fairly remarkable work on the recordings.

Micky: *glances at the others* I'd love to, thank you... *holds his head* but I don't think my head can stand any more audio problems. :P

Walter Thornburg: (Turns to Mike and Peter) And you two...that's some fine music I heard in this production, and I was told some of it was yours. Would you like to stay on as musicians?

Mike: (Shakes his head) Sorry, Mr. Thornburg, but this really ain't our place. We...we've already gotten another job on the east coast as a group.

Peter: (Nods) We work best when we're together. :)

Irwin: We'll stay on as the musicians.

Nick: I have some songs that would go beautifully in this show!

Walter Thornburg: You two are quite talented, too. I was impressed with all the music in this production. It's so different!

Cora: So, when are we gonna start again?

Eric: Can I have a better solo number? Or, better yet...

Willie: (Rolls his eyes) Here he goes again...

Lyman: Can it, Chisholm. If you wanna do one of your solo shows where you send the cast home and just get down on your knee and sing to the folks out there, go back to the New Amsterdam. :p

Eric: Well, I....

Trixie: (Takes his arm) Eric, calm down. We'll go and have a milkshake after this and talk, ok?

Eric: Well...

Walter Thornburg: Anyone who wants to stay on will recieved the revised script in two days and are to report back to this soundstage in a week.

Lyman: That'll be all. (Nods) Come on, boys. I've gotta studio to run. (Stomps out)

Yes-Men (in unison): Yes, Mr. Lyman! Of course, Mr. Lyman!

(The yes-men all walk out in perfect syncronization.)

Mike: Maybe we should have asked those guys to be in the picture. ;)

Micky: They would've been good. ;)

(Everyone starts to leave the set. Walter Thornburg approaches the Monkees and the girls as they gather around the main camera.)

Walter Thornburg: Are you sure we can't convince you kids to stay here? We could double your salaries.

Mike: (Shakes his head) That's ok, Mr. Thornburg. We'd like to, but we have kids who are being watched over by their grandparents that we have to get back to.

Walter Thornburg: How old?

Micky: *grins* Twin two-year-olds... ;)

Emma: Our little girl (indicates herself and Mike) is about a month old. :)

Walter Thornburg: Sounds like quite a handful. ;)

Lauren: That's putting it mildly. ;)

Walter Thornburg: Next time your in LA, come on back here, and maybe we could set up some kind of deal.

Mike: (Shakes his head) Thanks anyway, Mr. Thornburg, but we're going to be out of town for a long time.

Peter: A VERY long time.

Walter Thornburg: (Shakes everyone's hands) Well, it's been a pleasure knowing all of you. Maybe someday, I'll hear your first record and will be able to say I knew you when you were in the movies. ;) :)

Mike: (Grins) Yeah. Thanks anyway, Mr. Thornburg, and good luck. :)

(The Ralstoff Brothers and the White sisters stop by the camera on their way out.)

Irwin: I'm surprised you're not staying, Mike. You seemed interested in working on music for the movies.

Mike: (Shakes his head) I am, but not here. Another time.

Nick: (Grins at Micky) I wish you were going to be the director for the new "Mammoth Revue!"

Irwin: I should have asked Mr. Thornburg to push to get you and move Curt Del Mar to another picture...

Micky: Thanks, anyway, but I couldn't. *grins* My place is with my friends...and the music comes first. :)

Nick: I know that feeling.

Peter: The music is ALWAYS first! :D

Valerie: I know, honey. :) (She gently takes Peter's hand and squeezes it as he coughs a little)

Nick: Peter, how are you feeling?

Peter: Still a little wheezy, but I'll live.

Irwin: I hope Big Eddie and his gang see life incarceration for what they did to you and to the original footage! X(

Rosie: Calm down, Irwin. (To the others) Thanks a bundle for everything you did for us.

Sarah: They might have shut down the production completely if you hadn't found the saboteur. (Grins) I LOVE saying that word! It's so serial-esque. ;) :D

Cora: (Comes around with her arms around a bunch of chorus boys) Yeah. Me and the guys wanna thank you for giving us some of the most fun we've every had on this lot. It's a shame no one's gonna see some of the crazy numbers we did for this flick.

(The guys all say variations on "Thanks," and "Thank you!")

Cora: If you're in need of an oversized comedianne for your next flick, give me a call. (As she walks off with the dancers) So, you boys free this afternoon? ;) :D

Emma: I like her. ;) :D

Lauren: Me, too. ;) :D

Nick: We're going to take the girls on out to lunch afternoon before they begin shooting the scenes for the movie they're in now, "First Family of Broadway."

Rosie: We're just supposed to be the act in a nightclub number. :p

Sarah: But we'll go on to bigger and better things! They offered both of us parts in "Hollywood Nights" with Eric Chisholm! I can't wait to do more with him!

Emma: (Mutters) Yes, you can. :p

Rosie: I didn't say we were going to take them.

Nick: Eric Chisholm's last two movies have made a bundle. "The Jazz Man Blues" was the biggest hit in Mammoth Studios history!

Irwin: Only because it was introduced when sound was still new and even a small scene with sound was a big deal. :p

Mike: Hey, Irwin...why did you pick now to spring your secret?

Emma: Yeah. It's kind of obvious you were not planning on telling anyone.

Irwin: Well, we'd already told the girls last night (indicates the White sisters), and I figured....if it could help this unfortuante production...

Nick: (Shrugs again) What harm could it do?

Mike: (Shakes Irwin's hand) Well, good luck anyway, fellas. You’re both good musicians and ok guys.

Irwin: Thank you, Mike.

Nick: (Grins) Hey, Peter, maybe we'll be able to play together again some day!

Peter: (Shakes his head) I wish we could, but we're going to be going out of...well, out of town.

Irwin: (Nods) Come on. Let's go have lunch at some place that serves better food than the studio commissary. :p

Rosie: At least a place where I can identify the meat I'm eating. :p

(The pair of happy couples walk out. Willie finally leaves the second camera and shakes Micky's hand.)

Willie: I have to hand it to you, Mr. Dolenz, you're a tough ass to work with. I'm gonna miss you, dictatorship and all. ;)

Micky: *chuckles* Thanks, Willie, I think. *smiles* I really enjoyed working with you, Willie. Keep up the good work. :)

Willie: You're welcome. (Grins softly) It'll be nice to have Curt Del Mar, but I don't often get to work with people as young as you guys. It's been an...well, an experience I won't forget, even if it won't be on the screen. :)

Emma: Trust me, Willie, it's the same all over. ;)

Willie: You kids take care. I'm going to see if I can call Curt Del Mar and work with him on the camera set-ups for next week. (He heads out. Eric Chisholm comes up to the kids next and hands each of them a slip of paper.)

Eric Chisholm: Here's passes to see my newest masterpiece, "My Little Buddy," at the Chinese Theater. Don't miss the scene where I sing "Little Pal." It's my greatest song yet! (Shakes Micky’s hand) It was good workin' with you, Mr. D, but next time, put a little spotlight on the prime goods, ok? ;)

Micky: *grins* Sure. ;)

Daphne: (Whispers to Davy) They're not going to be on HIM, then. ;)

Trixie: (Grabs Eric's shoulder) Oh, come on, you promised to take me to the movies this afternoon! (As Eric opens his mouth) No, not one of yours! Cripes, Eric, get your mind off the other guy in the mirror! ;) :p

Eric: But, Trixie... (she finally drags him out)

Mike: (Shakes his head as Eric Chisholm and Trixie LaVerne exit) Damn, I thought Mick and Davy had amazing egos. That guy has you both beat by a mile and a half. ;) :p

Micky: Funny, Mike. :P

Davy: I'm dying from laughtah, mate. :P

Mike: I know. ;)

(Brian stands in a corner, talking animatedly to one of the chorus boys. He waves at the group as he and the boy leave, their arms around each other.)

Peter: That's sweet! Look at those two! :)

Micky: *scratches the back of his head* Well, whadaya know. ;)

Valerie: Um, Peter, I have the feeling it's not what you think. :o

Micky: Yeah, Pete... ;)

Jack: (Goes up to the kids) Thanks for giving this production another shot in the arm, kids.

Mike: Oh, we save floundering stage and film productions all the time.

Micky: It's just something we do when we don't have a show of our own going on. ;)

Jack: (Sighs) I wish we could make the show be HEARD.

Emma: Don't give up, Jack! You just need to develop better equipment...

Jack: No, it's not just the equipment. People are still getting used to making movies that move AND talk. You saw how Willie and his crew behaved. They won't even try to work with the cameras and the microphones.

Micky: You'll figure something out. :)

Jack: I'm gonna have to. We're getting out of the silent movie business all together after this month. By the end of the year, Mammoth Studios will have released it's last fully silent picture. Sound is here to stay, whether some people around here want it or not. If nothing else, it'll help us compete with radio.

Mike: You just gotta keep tryin'. Rome wasn't built in a night, and sound movies ain't, either.

Emma: After all, don't the movies now sound better than they did a year ago?

Jack: They sound better than they did a MONTH ago. :p ;)

Emma: It takes time for technology to evolve, Jack...and people, too.

Peter: Just don't lose hope! The cameramen and everyone else will come around!

Micky: Everything will work out.

Jack: (Sighs) I hope so, kids. (Grins) Hey, where are you staying? Maybe I could write you, tell you how things are going here. :)

Mike: (Shakes his head) Bad idea, Jack.

Emma: We'll be moving around a lot. We won't be in one place for a long time.

Micky: They have to keep reminding ME where we live. ;)

Jack: (Chuckles, then sighs) That's a shame. Well (shakes everyone's hands) here's hoping for the best, for all of us.

Caroline: (Takes Jack's arm) Mr. Keller, could you show me how you recorded the "Singin' in the Rain" number again?

Jack: (Grins widely) Why, sure, Miss Harris! Let's go to the music department, and I'll give you a demonstration.

(Caroline grins and winks over her shoulder as she and Jack walk out. The kids are now the only ones left in the soundstage.)

Mike: (Quietly) Hey, Mick, does the camera still have film?

Micky: *nods* Yeah, it does.

Emma: (Grins) I know what you're thinking, Mike. ;)

Mike: (Nods) Yeah. All this time we spent filming that movie...and WE never got to perform.

Micky: I like the way you think. ;)

Emma: Since no one's looking...why don't we make a souvenier? ;)

Lauren: Excellent idea! ;)

Peter: All right! :D

(He runs to the piano and starts playing.)

Mike: We could set up the recording equipment and run the camera...

Emma: And play one of OUR songs. ;)

Mike: I even know which one I want to play. (Grins) How about "Magnolia Simms?" ;)

Emma: That's one of my favorites of yours, honey! :D

Davy: Perfect. ;)

(Cut to a little later. Everyone now stands in front of the camera, except for Peter, who sits at the piano in the background. Mike sings the first half of the chorus to Emma, who responds. Each of the pairs join in, until everyone but Peter and Valerie are doing a simple dance routine together. The number ends with the girls on the boys' knees, giving them a kiss, and Valerie and Peter on the piano bench, also kissing.)

Mike: (Turns to Micky with a grin) How was that, oh great and mighty director man? ;)

Micky: Excellent! *turns to Lauren* Except there wasn't quite enough kissing. ;)

Lauren: Later, Mick. *swats his head* ;)

(Everyone laughs; Peter coughs a little.)

Emma: Let's turn off the equipment and get out of here, before someone sees us using this stuff without permission.

Mike: We'll leave the same way we came.

Peter: Better say good-bye to Officer O'Leary on the way out, too.

Micky: *takes the film out of the camera* All set here.

Valerie: After the fuss his wife made over us this morning, giving us soda bread and jars of home-made jelly for "the road," we owe them both. :)

(Cut to the front door, where Officer O'Leary is once again greeting stars on their way in and out. He smiles widely and warmly when the kids appear.)

O'Leary: Congradulations, kids! I heard they're going to be keepin' "Mammoth Revue" in the schedule. You're all gonna be stars! :D

Mike: (Shakes his head) Not yet. We dropped out of the production.

O'Leary: But...why? You all took that movie under your wing, you did! It seems cruel of them to throw you out after you did so much!

Daphne: They didn't throw us out. We turned them down. We have to get along.

Mike: Yeah, we had a lucrative offer to play on the road.

O'Leary: Vaudeville, huh?

Micky: Yeah, something like that.

O'Leary: (Shakes the kids' hands) I don't mind tellin' you that the missus and I enjoyed havin' the lot of ya. (Grins again) If you're ever in the area again, come and stay with us! I'll have the missus make a fresh pot of stew, and we'll listen to "Amos and Andy" and talk old times.

Emma: That sounds great, Officer O'Leary!

Mike: Yeah. Thanks for everything, you and the Mrs.

Micky: Thank you!

O'Leary: We were glad to be havin' ya. (Shakes his finger) Now, don't you go gettin' mixed up with gangsters again! We don't need to be losin' any of you...or more of the studio. ;)

Mike: We'll try to stay out of trouble.

Peter: As much as we can. ;)

Lauren: Note the key word "try." ;)

O'Leary: (Laughs heartily) I'm sure gonna be missin' you kids. (Shoos them off) Now, off with ya, before I try to adopt the whole group. (Points to a place down the street) You'll be findin' a nice trolley stop on Fourth and Orange Grove Road. It should take ya straight to the train station with no fussin'.

Mike: Thanks again!

O'Leary: (As the kids walk down the street and around the corner) You're welcome, lads and lasses! Be good, now! (Turns to a woman as the camera pulls away) Why, hello, Mrs. Austin-Burrs, and how are we today?

(The camera follows the kids to the quiet spot around the corner where the kids first appeared.)

Mike: Ok, everyone ready?

Peter: (Nods) Let's go home. :)

Emma: I'm ready.

Lauren: Ready. :)

Micky: *sighs; hugging the film cannister* It was fun. :)

Valerie: Me too. This has been fun, but I miss 1970. :)

Davy: (Holds out a bag) At least we got some souveniers. Here's the soda bread and the jelly jars from Mrs. O'Leary. ;)

Daphne: Isn't that bag awfully big for just...

(Davy elbows Daphne.)

Lauren: I don't think I'm gonna ask. ;)

Micky: Can I ask?

Lauren: No.

Davy: I'll show you when we're in our own time, Mick. ;)

Micky: *grins* Okay. ;)

Mike: Ok, everyone think "Mammoth Revival Theater, Los Angelas, 1970!"

(There's a series of blue lights in various shades. The group suddenly disappears, startling a bum laying on the bench by the trolley stop. He just makes a face, waves his hand, and returns to sleep.)

(Fade out on Mammoth Studios. Fade in on the alley behind the revival theater where the story began. There's a series of blue lights, and the group appears, back in their original 1970 clothes. All is as it was in the first part...except for Micky's film cannister and the bag Davy holds.)

Mike: (Peers around the corner) We're back, guys. It's safe. Doesn't look like anyone's here.

Peter: We're home! (Starts clapping happily and jumping, but coughs again)

Lauren: *wide grin* I don't care! I'm just glad to be wearing pants again! ;)

Valerie: We're going straight home after this, Peter. You need to rest if we’re going to go out to dinner with the others later.

Peter: Awww! :p

(The group returns to the three cars in the parking lot.)

Mike: We ought to time-travel more often. That was a lot of fun. ;)

Valerie: But next time, could we stay out of the way of gangsters?

Peter: Yeah! I don't want to get fried extra-crispy! :o

Micky: Or just stay away from anything life threatening in general?

Lauren: That doesn't leave us a heckuva lot left. ;)

Emma: Us? Nahhhh. ;)

Davy: Here's something that isn't life-threatening, Mick. I have a surprise for you.

Micky: For me? :D

Lauren: Oh no...

(Davy pulls big pile of film cannisters out of the bag.)

Davy: Sorry I didn't have the time to get them gift-wrapped, Mick. It's the footage I salvaged from the fire. ;) :D

Mike: You DID save that footage! I thought you gave it to Jack!

Micky: *eyes widen* Dave! *tucks the other cannister under an arm & crushes Davy in a one-armed hug* :D

Lauren: Awwwe! :D ;)

Davy: (Grins and hugs Micky back) You're welcome, Mick. Jack was going to get rid of it. He said it wasn’t useable for the studio. Mick, on the other hand, could make something out of it. It IS his first directing job. (Sighs) Some of the film really was lost in the fire, but almost all of it is there.

Micky: Man, Dave, I don't know what to say. :D

Davy: (Pulls out a group of records) Even had Jack Baker make copies of the soundtrack for us, supposedly as a secret going-away present. (Grins) Don't tell his bosses. He'll get killed if the music gets out before the publicity department can promote the hell out of it. ;)

Valerie: I don't think that will be a problem anymore, Davy. ;)

Lauren: *jerks a thumb at Micky who's grinning* Dave, you've done the impossible. Micky is SPEECHLESS! ;)

Mike: We've gotta have you give him his own film more often. ;)

(Everyone laughs...even Mick for once. ;) )

Davy: Call this an apology for acting like an ass over that show last month.

Daphne: Oh, Davy, you're wonderful! (Gives him a big kiss)

Micky: Apology accepted! :D

Davy: (Grins) Well... ;) :">

Emma: (Looks at her watch) We'd better be getting back to the Pad. Mom and Dad are probably getting worried, and I can't wait to see Katie again.

Lauren: I hope the twins haven't torn the place apart!

Mike: Me either. Never realized how much a couple of weeks in another time period could make you homesick. ;) :)

Emma: I'm sure they're fine, Lauren. My mother's taken care of kids for twenty-six years. ;)

Mike: Hey, Dave and Daphne, what about you guys?

Daphne: *grins* Maybe we could go spend a little time together. *makes a face* No movie, though. :P ;)

Davy: No, I think we've all had QUITE enough of that for a while. (Grins) How about we go out to an early dinner, then dancing? ;)

Daphne: That sounds wonderful. ;)

Davy: (Puts an arm around Daphne and grins at Mike) Have a nice night. I'll be in around 3AM. We're going to have some (wiggles his eyebrows) private time. ;)

*Daphne chuckles.* ;)

Mike: (Calls after Davy, grinning) Don't talk to no strangers after midnight! ;)

Mike: (Picks up the bag Davy left and hauls it in the MonkeeMobile) Ok, gang, let's head home.

Lauren: Gladly. :)

Valerie: We're going to the Montgomery House.

Peter: We'll see you guys later at dinner. (Grins) And tomorrow, we’ll do our first rehersal for the New York gig next month!

Mike: On the dot! You hear that, boy? ;)

Peter: Wouldn't miss it for the world!

(Peter coughs a little bit.)

Lauren: He isn't the one who doesn't know how to tell time all the time. ;)

Micky: Hey!? :P

(Valerie and Peter laugh.)

Valerie: Come on, honey. (Smiles gently) We'll rest together.

Peter: Ok, Valerie! (Waves) See you later, guys! :)

(Peter and Valerie climb in Valerie's blue sports car and roar off.)

Mike: Ok, gang. Time for us to see what's left of the Pad. ;)

Micky: Something, hopefully. ;) :P

Emma: I hope my folks and Katie are ok... :p

(We see a long shot of the cars pulling out of the parking lot, and a final shot of the theater, its neon lights just coming on, as we fade out on the theater and fade in on the Pad.)

(Mrs. Jackman is in the kitchen with Shelly and Little Mick. The kids arrange pieces of paper and scraps from old magazines into collages while Mrs. Jackman glues them on. Keefe rocks Katie gently, singing along with the familiar music coming from the movie on the TV screen. Mr. Jackman is nowhere to be found.)

Mrs. Jackman: And you can put the picture of the drums here...(looks up as the four walk in) Oh, hi, kids! How was the movie? :)

Micky: Great! ;)

Emma: Very, VERY good.

Mike: Let's just say we had a groovy time. ;)

Lauren: Very! ;)

Emma: Or, more appropriately, it was the bee's knees. ;)

Mrs. Jackman: I haven't heard anyone say THAT in a long time!

Emma: (Goes to Keefe) How's Katie?

Keefe: She was fussy earlier, but now she's ok. I don't know what was wrong with her. She wasn't hungry, and we'd just changed her.

Emma: Maybe she just missed her mama and papa. I'll take her now, Keefie.

Keefe: (Hesitant) Ok. (He reluctantly yields his niece to Emma's arms)

Mike: (Grins at Mrs. Jackman) How were the little cowpokes? ;)

Mrs. Jackman: A bit rowdy at first, but I remembered the stack of old magazines you said you wanted to throw away. I thought they might like to make a souvenier. :)

Mike: No footprints on backs, furniture, or celings? ;)

Mrs. Jackman: We cleaned up a bit before we started the collages. :)

Micky: *grins* Well how about that. ;)

(Lauren and Micky each pick up a twin.)

Lauren: Well, we ought to be going. :)

Emma: (Looks up from cooing over Katie) Hey, where's Dad?

Mrs. Jackman: I don't know. He was upstairs with the kids. I'm assuming he fell asleep. :p

(Keefe whistles innocently.)

Micky: Uh huh. I know THAT look. ;)

Mrs. Jackman: Keefe William Jackman, what did you encourage those children to do to your father?

(That's when Mr. Jackman comes out of the upstairs bedroom...tied up with bedsheets and gagged with a handkerchief.)

Lauren: Should've known. ;) :P

Mr. Jackman: (As his son giggles and his wife glares at her son) Um, Buddy, could you get me outta this now? I gotta go!

Mrs. Jackman: Keefe William, get your hinie up there and untie your father NOW! X(

Emma: Better do what she says, Buddy.

Keefe: We were playing Cowboys and Indians, and he was the Indian!

Mrs. Jackman: That's still no reason to leave him tied up like that! X(

Keefe: The kids helped!

Micky: Been there, done that. You'd better untie him, kiddo. ;)

Mrs. Jackman: They're TWO. You're THIRTEEN! You KNOW better! X(

(Keefe goes upstairs, grumbling all the way, and unties his dad, who runs for the bathroom.)

Emma: Keefe, you shouldn't have done that.

Keefe: He asked to be the Indian.

Mrs. Jackman: You didn't have to tie him up. (Looks at the twins) Tell me you two didn't really help him. :p

*The twins exchange looks and giggle.* ;)

Lauren: They helped. :P ;)

Micky: Isn't the first time they've helped tie someone up. :P

Mrs. Jackman: I'm going to help Keefe untie his father. (Smiles) It's been nice spending time with you kids. We'll see you in a few hours for dinner. :)

Mike: Yeah, gotta call Pete and Valerie and remind them that Mr. and Mrs J are takin' us all out to eat in a bit.

Micky: How could anyone forget? ;)

Mrs. Jackman: (Picks up the collages) Oh, here's there pictures. They did a nice job. They've both got good eyes for color...if a little messy. ;)

Lauren: *glances at Micky* Not sure who they got the eye for color from... ;)

(Mike sits down with Emma...and the eyes of both widen.)

Mike: Um, guys...

Mr. Jackman: (From upstairs) CHERYL!!!!

Micky: *tries to not laugh* Uh oh.

Mrs. Jackman: I'm coming, Willie!(Runs upstairs)

Mike: (The moment the upstairs door closes) Mick, look!

Emma: (Grins) They DID finish it!

Micky: What...

(The "If I Had a Talking Picture of You" gangster number from "Mammoth Revue" is on the screen, in all it's faded pink, gold, brown, red, and turquoise glory.)

Emma: (Sighs) It's really faded and the sound isn't great...

Mike: (Grins) But it's there. :D

Lauren: Oh, my... :D

Micky: *smiles* Groovy. :)

Emma: They DID manage to re-shoot the film and put it out! :D

Mike: Hey, Em, you ever hear what happened to most of those people?

Emma: Jack Baker, last I heard, worked at Warners as part of their sound department. He stayed with the music, and later sound, department of Mammoth Studios until it shut down in 1959. :)

Mike: Meaning he really never DID give up. :)

Micky: Good for him. :)

Emma: Not from what I've heard. He's STILL working with different sound and movie and TV sound effects to this day. :)

Micky: Really?

Emma: (Nods) Yup. (Smiles) You probably already guessed that the White sisters married the Ralstoff brothers. Sarah White retired from performing soon after. Rosie White still occasionally appears in TV shows and movies as a character actress. Irwin Ralstoff is also retired. (Sad sigh) Nicholas Ralstoff had a major career, with and without his brother, including an opera and several major symphonic jazz pieces, until he died in World War II.

Mike: (Frowns) Man, I'm glad Peter isn’t around to hear that. He and Nick Ralstoff really hit it off.

Emma: Cora Munroe passed away suddenly of cancer in 1935, one of the most beloved character actresses on the Mammoth lot.

Lauren: *frowns* Awwwe... :(

Mike: Yeah, I hearda her, now that you mention it. She did a lot of rough n' rowdy comedies in the early 30s.

Emma: She was Mammoth's proof positive that you didn't have to look like Caroline Harris to be a movie queen. ;)

Mike: How about Eric Chisholm and his oversized ego?

Emma: Eric's films were money-makers for a while, but even by the time of "Hollywood Nights," taste was changing and a lot of people were complaining about him repeating himself. His last two big movies at Mammoth were flops. He went back to the stage a while, then made a minor comeback in movies around the time Trixie LaVerne was finally making a name for herself at Mammoth in Curt Del Mar's fluffy Busby Berkley imitations.

Mike: (Nods) Hey, I remember her now, too! Wasn't she in "Broadway Beauties of 1933" and "Times Square?"

Emma: (Nods) VERY big in the mid-30s, during the height of the Depression. Her movies were the ultimate in Depression blues-chasers.

Lauren: Cool. :)

Emma: And, as far as I know, she and Eric DID finally divorce. She's still alive. In fact, she's supposedly making a comeback on Broadway this year in a revival of "Oh, Yes, Arlette!" that features her dancing and Curt Del Mar directing. :)

Micky: All right, Curt. :)

Mike: Cool for Trixie, too. :)

Emma: Eric Chisholm passed away in the early 50s, after making comebacks on radio and early TV. He married a few more times, but I think his first true loves were performing...and himself. ;)

Micky: Sounds about right. ;)

Emma: Caroline Harris died a few years ago. She never did become a really big star, but she moved to Warners in the mid-30s and had some minor success as the sassy second female lead in a couple of their more risque comedies. ;)

Emma: Larry Keller is alive, but retired. He's one of the most prolific directors ever in Hollywood. He made movies in every genre, from musicals to westerns to hard-hitting dramas to comedies, from the late silent era to the mid-60s. Willie Mitzer passed away a few years ago, but he also had a prolific career as head camerman for many of Mammoth’s major hit films.

Mike: How about Brian Connelly?

Emma: (Shakes her head) Actually, I'd never heard of him. I'm assuming he ended up in the chorus and either went onstage after musicals went out of style in Hollywood, or back east.

Mike: Ain't Harvey Lyman dead?

Emma: Long gone, and so's Walter Thornburg. Thornburg died of some rare heart disease in the late 30s. Lyman was forced to turn control of Mammoth over to his younger associates with less conservative ideas on movie-making in 1950 and died ten years later, bitter over the changes in the movie industry.

Mike: (Grins at the twins) Hey, what do you kiddies think?

Emma: Daddy started the movie we're watching! :)

*The twins clap.* :D

Emma: (Grins) Thanks, guys. We're happy it's on the TV for everyone to see, too. ;)

Little Mick: Fun! :D

Micky: That's for sure. ;)

Emma: (Sighs) I told you what happened to Molly Martine, about her ending up in a sanitorium...and now, we know WHY she ended up there. Something tells me that didn't really change. :p

Mike: Shame. She was fun when she was sober and straight. :p

Emma: Unlike Jack or the Ralstoffs, she just couldn't survive the changing times. She was "The Flaming Youth Girl," a part of the 20s, and when flappers became a thing of the past, she - or the studio - couldn't remake her image.

(We're at the finale now, the entire cast performing "Singin' in the Rain' in their raincoats and umbrellas, mugging and moving with the music in the falling rain and stylized park)

Mr. Jackman: (Finally comes down, followed by his wife and son) Hey, what's on?

Mike: (Grins) Oh, just some old musical.

Micky: Yeah. ;)

Mrs. Jackman: (Smiles) Well, at least the music's good. It wasn't always so with those early talkies.

Emma: Yeah, Mom. We know. (Grins as everyone watches the cast sing the finale) We know. ;)

(Emma, Lauren, Micky, and Mike grin at each other, then turn their gazes towards the movie, as "Singin' In the Rain" comes to a close and the words "Finis" appear in elegant script on a credits card. The camera fades out on those very final words. ;) )