Everyone ready to finish the carriage ride?

Mike: As long as the rest of us are in one piece. I ain't sure how we're gonna explain the driver dyin'.

Micky: I am!

Davy: Me, too.

(We open with a long shot of the carriage joining a line of other carriages that bounce into a small town on a dusty prairie. The carriages arrive at what looks like a restored blacksmith's garage with the other carriages. It's in the heart of what appears to be an entire restored town, including a riverboat dock with a huge old paddle wheeler.)

Mike: (As he and Micky pull up to the garage) Ok, last stop. Everyone out. We're in Junctionville.

Emma: (She gets out first) Thank goodness. I don't know how much more bouncing around my rear end could take.

Lauren: No kidding.

Mike: Let's find the bank and get this money deposited. We're going to start an account just for the contest money. We'll empty it and close it on the day of the contest.

Emma: Mike, I still don't like this.

Mike: Well, what would you like? It's gonna take us long enough to get that money (waves his wallet), but this is a good head start.

Emma: There has to be a better way to make money.

Mike: Let's deposit what we have and figure it out. The bank's around the corner.

(Mike takes the group out of the Old Town area and down the street. Cut to a far more normal and modern-looking bank. Emma and Lauren sit in chairs by the door as Mike and the boys go up to a teller to make their deposit.)

Emma: Lauren, this is crazy. I know the movie drained a lot of our resources, but...is this the way to get them back?

Lauren: *shakes her head* I really don't know.

Emma: I'm wishing Mike had just wanted to take us on a sightseeing cruise on the riverboat with the kids.

Lauren: But things are never that simple with the guys.

(Mike has just handed the teller the money from his wallet when a group of men in western-style costumes, their faces covered with bandanas, burst into the room. They all hold very large, very un-western machine guns.)

Bandit 1: Nobody move! This is a hold up!

Mike: (Puts up his hands) Oh shit.

Micky: *groans, putting his hands up* Oh, this figures.

Davy: *puts his hands up* Bloody 'ell.

Bandit 1: (He goes to everyone, removing jewelry and money) Ok folks, give up your valuables, and no one gets hurt.

Bandit 2: (Puts a hand on Emma's arm) Say, ain't this the one the Boss Lady wanted?

Mike: Boss Lady?

Bandit 1: (Smacks the other bandit on the head) Hey, we ain't supposed to mention her!

Micky: What the...

Emma: (Pulls away, her hands curled into fists) Touch me again, pal, and you'll be fifteen different shades of purple in less than five minutes.

Mike: Don't get NEAR her.

Bandit 2: (As two more bandits shove the manager over to the vault) And what are you gonna do about it, Skinny?

Mike: Skinny? (He starts towards the bandit) How'd you like to see Skinny up that dumb ass of yours? (Mike stops very quickly when the bandit aims his gun right at Emma and pulls her closer to him.)

Emma: Hey! Let go! (She struggles) You big baboon!

Mike: Em! (Growls) Let's take this outside, Asshole. You against me and my boys.

Emma: Mike, are you crazy? You don't have guns! (Mutters) And even the Imagination Power isn't impervious to bullets.

Bandit 1: (Grabs Mike's hand) Ok, Skinny. Why don't you show us what you can do?

Manager: (Gasps; to Micky and Davy) Isn't there something we can do? :o

Teller: Someone should call the cops!

Bandit 1: Show us what you've got, Skinny.

Mike: Why don't we all? (He goes to Micky and Davy and takes them aside) Guys, we're gonna get Em and our money back.

Micky: Don't have to ask us twice.

Davy: Let’s show 'em a thing or three!

Mike: Right. (Turns to the manager) Call the cops. We're gonna go out there and see what they want.

Manager: But you'll get killed!

Micky: Naaaahh.

Mike: We can't get killed. We're the good guys, and we have three more parts to this story to finish.

Manager: But...but...

Mike: (He ignores the manager's sputtering and goes to Lauren) Ok, Lauren, we're goin' outside. (Turns to the bandit) Ok, buddy. Let's do this gentleman-like, away from these nice people who don't want to see a shoot-out up close and personal.

Lauren: Oh brother... *sighs*

Emma: Mike, don't! (She struggles, but the bandits haul her outside)

Bandit 1: Outside Junctionville in 20 minutes, Skinny, unless you don't want to see your little lady or these folks' money again.

Mike: We'll be there. The park, right?

Bandit 1: Yeah. This ain't no place for a shoot-out. Cops might toss all of us in jail.

Mike: And we wouldn't want that after just committing a bank robbery, would we?

Bandit 1: No, we would... (He realizes what Mike's saying) Hey!

Emma: Mike, don't provoke them.

Bandit 1: Twenty minutes, Skinny. Or else. (As he follows the others out) I'm gettin' too old for this!

Mike: (As they head outside) I don't get it. Why did they go after Em? They could have picked anyone in the bank.

(They round the corner and head down the street...unaware that they're being watched by two figures in a carriage.)

Mike: I don't believe this. I just don't. I have the feelin' Sheila's behind this, but...why? Is she really that desperate to get her own money back? She has tons!

Micky: Maybe she's just bored.

Mike: This ain't what she does when she's bored. This is what ALEX does when he's bored. And anyway, how could she be bored? She runs her own damn company!

Micky: Just tossing out a suggestion.

Davy: I'm sure she's got some reason that only makes sense to 'er.

Mike: I know. (Puts his hand on his heart) Em's scared, but she's mostly mad and confused. They ain't done nuthin' to her, nothin' magical, anyway. These are probably just ordinary jerks Sheila picked up out of local bar. (Growls) Damn it, didn't we mention what we were doin' with the money around her?

Micky: *nods once* Yup.

Mike: We practically GAVE her the opportunity! I'll bet she set this whole thing up - the race, the money, the bank robbery...

Davy: But why, Mike? If this is her way of drivin' us into her arms...

Mike: ...She's got another thing comin'!

Micky: *puts up one fist* Make that three things! *pauses, then holds up his other fist* Or maybe six things...

Mike: Right. (Cut from them heading down the street to a shady, quiet area in a secluded park on the outskirts of town. Two of the bandits hold the struggling Emma as Mike and the others, panting a bit, finally make it down the path.)

Bandit 1: What took you guys so long?

Mike: That was a long walk in 20 minutes, and it's hot out here!

Bandit 1: Ready for the shoot-out, boy?

Mike: Ok, but we've gotta use my special guns. (Grins) They're very special, you know.

(Emma raises her eyebrows. She knows Mike's up to something.)

Bandit 1: What's so special about them?

Mike: (Shows him two very authentic-looking Western pistols) Well, if you shoot someone with them, you won't get hurt.

Bandit 1: We'll see, Skinny. I'm a dead shot with a pistol. I can shoot a duck at 100 paces.

Mike: That's nothin'. I can duck at 100 paces.

Emma: Mike...

Bandit 1: Ok, boy, we'll turn around and count. When we've gotten to a hundred, we shoot.

Mike: Uh, yeah. Do you know how to count to a hundred?

*Micky and Davy snicker.*

Bandit 1: Of course I do! What do you take me for? (He starts to count on his fingers) Um...how about we go fifty paces?

Mike: (Smirks) Yeah, sure.

(Mike and the bandit turn and count fifty paces. We cut back and forth to tense scenes of the bandits holding Emma, who wonders just what in the heck Mike is up to, and the others.)

Mike: (As he turns) Ok, Bad Man, prepare to meet your... (fires...and a long, hard stream of water hits the bandit) Water gun!

Bandit 1: (Is hit square in the face with the water; he's so surprised, all he can do is splutter) Wha...whaat?

Emma: (Grins) Honey!

("What Am I Doin' Hangin' 'Round?" begins as Mike continues to shoot the bandit. The other bandits grab Emma and head for the park. Mike goes after them, still shooting his water pistol.)

*Micky and Davy make their own water pistols appear. They start shooting randomly.*

(The first bandit throws down his pistol and goes after Mike with his bare fists instead. Mike is fine with that. He throws his pistol down and jumps on the guy.)

(The bandits find a fire hose near the lake and turn it on, squirting Davy and Micky with it. Two bandits lift Emma into their arms. One clamps his hand over her mouth as they carry her out of the park and to the same vehicle that watched the group earlier.)

*Lauren makes a water pistol appear and joins in the fun.*

(Mike points at a duck and hands the man a real gun. He wants to see him shoot a duck at 100 paces. He sneaks away while he tries to fire at the obviously fake "duck" that keeps moving around.)

(Two of the bandits try to get Mike into the pond, but he jumps around both of them..and THEY end up diving into the pond!)

(Mike grabs his water gun, sticks it in the first bandit's mouth, and shoots it until water comes out of the guy's ears.)

(Mike and Micky drop onto the bandits from the trees above and wrestle with them.)

(Two of the bandits creep up behind Lauren and Micky, pointing guns at them. Mike goes after them, but one of the bandits knock his feet out from under him.)

*Lauren and Micky never notice the bandits.*

Bandit 2: (As the music ends) Ok, kids, hands up. Gotcha covered. (Smirks) We were told you were supposed'ta watch this.

Mike: (From under the bandits) Watch what?

Davy: Do we really want to know?

(Three of the bandits take hold of Mike, who struggles and growls angrily. We don't see all of the details, as the camera cuts to Lauren, Micky, and Davy and Daphne as two more bandits lead them over to the others. We finally cut back to the bandits. The largest triumphantly holds up Mike's pants. The second has his wallet. The third holds Mike, who now stands in his socks and boxers, looking mad as hell.)

Bandit 1: So, does he look any better?

Bandit 2: Nope. Still skinny.

Mike: (Kicks out at them) I'll show you skinny!

Bandit 1: (Smacks Mike on the side of the head, almost knocking him over) You're already doin' that.

Mike: You asked for it, pal. (Mike finally growls and leaps out of the arms of the bandits, jumping into the bandits holding Micky and Lauren)

Bandit 3: (Grabs Mike by the collar) Look at what Skinny's doin'! He thinks he can jump us!

Mike: Thinks? (He slams the bandit in the chin; he drops him)

Bandit 3: You're gonna pay for that.

Mike: Guys, get outta here! Get help!

*The others all run, or at least try to.*