Ok, ready to rescue me and keep Mike from making a fool of himself? ;)

Micky: Do we HAVE to keep him from making a fool of himself? ;)

Davy: Mick...

Mike: Guys! :p

(We open with Micky, Lauren, Davy, and Daphne sprinting out of the park and down the street.)

Davy: (He slows down first, panting) Guys...this...is crackahs!

Daphne: We need to find those cops and get Mike some help!

Davy: Maybe someone should see if they can get Mike on his communicator, if the poor bloke is still alive.

Micky: I'll do it. *opens his communicator* Mike? Hey, Mike, you still among the breathing?

Mike: (Over communicator) Yeah, but I'm a little busy...

Micky: Busy. Are you okay?

Mike: Yeah, I'm fine, but I need you guys to find a place to ring the cops and tell them that not only do I have the bandits who robbed the bank here, but there's more out there...and they have a hostage.

Davy: Micky, what's Mike doin'? Those guys were ready to kill us!

Micky: He says he's got the bandits right there...

Davy: And is doin' what with them, knittin'?

Daphne: I don't like this.

Micky: *to Mike* Do you have them or do they have you?

Mike: Let's just say I have the whole situation under control.

Micky: Uh huh, sure, whatever you say Mike. Any parting words?

Mike: You're hilarious, Mick. Go get the cops and tell them about the bandits that took off with Em. I can handle these guys, but I don't know for how long.

Micky: Alright, alright, just don't go getting yourself killed, or worse.

Mike: Just go get help, Smart Boy.

Micky: Getting help. Micky out. *closes his communicator*

Daphne: (Indicates a building behind her) There's a bar. They probably have a phone booth we can use to call the cops. (Frowns) How did Mike sound? Was he ok?

Davy: He sounded too ok to me.

(They enter the bar, which is your typical western bar with sawdust on the floor and a tinkly piano in the background, in the same set seen in "Wild West Monkees" and "The Vast Wasteland," among other stories.)

Daphne: I'm going to ask where the phone is here. You guys get us some drinks.

Micky: Gladly.

(Daphne goes over to a bartender, who points her in the direction of a hallway where the phone is. She heads over to the hall as the others sit at the bar.)

Micky: Barkeep, we need some drinks!

Bartender: (The big fellow comes over to them) Here you go. Four root beers, on the house.

Micky: *seems a bit confused, but doesn't question it* Thank you, kind sir!

Davy: I like the service here. They're friendly.

Lauren: Why'd we get them for free, though?

Micky: *shrugs* That's what I'm wondering.

Bartender: Thank your twins over there. (Indicates a booth in the back of the bar)

Micky: Our...what?

*All three turn toward the indicated booth, where they spot Alex and Zelda sitting...and waving to them.*

Davy: Bloody...

Lauren: Oh-kay...

Micky: *sighs, then stands* We might as well get this over with. *starts toward the booth*

Lauren: Mick, wait! *goes after him*

Davy: Mick! (He follows them)

Micky: *walks up to the booth, Lauren right behind, and Davy behind her; plants both hands flat on the table and scowls at the pair* All right, you two, what's the game this time?

Alex: Game? What game? I took the liberty of getting you some drinks. Geez, try to steal someone's soul a half dozen times and they don't trust you.

(Zelda kicks Alex under the table. He yelps.)

Davy: What are you two doin' here? Why aren't you with Sheila?

Alex: Because we got sick of her shit.

Micky: Riiiiight.

Lauren: Mick, I have never once heard you lie with that tone of voice. I've got a pretty good feeling Alex is the same way.

Micky: Shall I rattle off those half dozen times he's tried to steal my soul?

Davy: We don't have the whole story.

Zelda: We're not. We've had enough of Sheila.

Alex: Sure, it was all fun and games for a while, but I finally had enough with her lack of respect.

Micky: She kept walking in on you?

Alex: *no-nonsense tone* Yup.

Zelda: She did it one too many times, and we got tired of it. She wanted us to come to Texas with her, but we told her "forget it."

Micky: *pauses* I still have my doubts about you two.

Zelda: We know where Sheila is.

Micky: That's why I still have my doubts.

Zelda: She's staying on one of the riverboats PPF restored.

Davy: How do we know we can trust you?

Alex: I suppose you don't.

Davy: Why don't we read your souls?

Alex: That's not a bad idea, short stuff.

Zelda: Who wants to go first?

Lauren: *exchanges looks with Micky* I'll read Alex's.

Micky: I'll read Zelda's.

*Micky and Lauren stick their tongues out at each other.*

Lauren: *sighs* All right, let’s just do this. *pauses, seeing the slight grin on Alex's face* Oh grow up, you pseudo-Micky.

Alex: *half shrug* Sorry, force of habit.

(Davy snorts.)

*Lauren sits in the booth, next to Alex. He undoes enough buttons on his shirt for her to reach inside and place her hand over his "heart."*

Lauren: *eyes widen slightly* You really are telling the truth!

Alex: Told ya.

Zelda: Ok Mick, it's your turn. (She grins)

Micky: You realize I'm not allowed to enjoy this, right?

Zelda: Ok. I'll enjoy it for you.

Micky: Gee, thanks.

*Micky oh-so-carefully aims for a safe place to rest his hand, but Zelda moves at the last moment.*

Micky: Don't DO that!

Zelda: Why not?

Lauren: Because I saw that.

(Zelda smirks at Lauren.)

Micky: Just let me do this already! Yeesh!

*Micky tries again. Zelda stays still this time. Micky's eyes eventually widen as he comes to the same realization as Lauren.*

Micky: Wow. Sheila must've REALLY pissed you two off.

Zelda: She stormed in, told us we were going to Texas, turned us into frogs, and put us in turtlenecks.

Alex: So, are we okay now?

Micky: Yeah. Wow.

Daphne: (She joins them) I told the cops that the bandits were in the park. We'll meet them there. (Eyes widen as she sees Zelda and Alex) Guys, what's going on?

Micky: We have some new friends.

Daphne: These two?

Zelda: We broke with Sheila.

Lauren: We just basically gave them our seal of approval.

Daphne: We should get going. We need to find out what Mike's up to, if there's anything left of him to be up to something.

(Cut to the park. Zelda, Daphne, Micky, Alex, Lauren, and Davy appear in a series of blue and black lights.)

Davy: Thank goodness no one was lookin'.

Alex: Yeah, but if they were, we could've had some fun with it.

Micky: He's got a point.

Daphne: Where's Mike? I don't see him.

(Mike comes out from behind some trees, whistling and grinning, followed by the men, counting wads of money and grinning.)

Mike: Hi guys.

Micky: What did you do?

Mike: Oh, I just gave these nice men all the money we had on hand. One hundred thousand dollars (grins) in exchange for our measly thousand.

Daphne: (Frowns) Where did you get that kind of money?

Mike: Our kids.

Davy: Wot?

Mike: I'll tell you as soon as we're out of here. (Turns to the men) You guys know what to do, right?

Bandit 3: Sure! We're going to bring all this nice money to our boss lady, then turn ourselves in!

Bandit 4: That's what she wanted in the first place!

Mike: That's great, fellas! Don't forget to say "hi" to the cops for me.

Bandit 3: We won't!

Mike: Thanks again! (Grabs the money and takes Micky by the arm) Let's get out of here. (Growls and points at Alex and Zelda) What are they doin' here?

Micky: Oh. They're with us.

Mike: WHAT? Mick, these are the Devil's people! Do you know what they've done to us?

Micky: Yes, I do. That's why I didn't believe them at first, either. Lauren and I read their souls. They're with us under their own power.

Mike: (Turns to Alex) Do you know where Sheila is now?

Alex: All I know is she's on the riverboats.

Mike: Alex, we have to get to her. She has Em. I don't know why, but she has Em. We think she set up the whole thing with the bandits and the carriage race.

Davy: Wot about that gig we have?

Mike: (Shakes his head) We'll have to cancel. I think it might be best if we got out of town as soon as we can and find out exactly where Sheila's riverboats are.

Zelda: I think they're in Big Valley. At least, that's what I heard Sheila say.

Davy: Mike, why are you so desperate to leave town? We just got here!

Mike: We've got Sheila on our tail, for cryin' out loud!

Micky: You know something, Mike, and you aren't telling us.

Mike: Ok. Micky, do you remember that play grocery store you bought the twins?

Micky: Yeah.

Mike: Remember how realistic the money that came with that set looked?

Micky: Ye...oh no, Mike! *tries to not laugh*

Daphne: Mike, you didn't give the bandits the play money!

Lauren: Oh my Lord. *snickers*

Alex: Damn... *grins* I thought I was good!

Mike: Imagined it over here when they weren't lookin'. The kids are gonna need new money for their grocery store when we get home, but it was worth it. Sheila's gonna have an interestin' time tryin' to spend THAT.

Micky: I'll pick them up some at Woolworth’s. They won't know the difference.

Mike: Which is why we have to get out of here. We'll need to either grab another carriage or rent a car, before those idiots - and Sheila - realize they've been conned.

Alex: I think we can help out in this area.

*There's a large black light. When it clears, we see the black Mustang.*

Zelda: Welcome aboard the good ship Mustang.

Micky: I've been wanting a closer look at this car.

Mike: Me too. Damn, Alex, you did good work on her. (He runs his hand over the hood)

Alex: *half smirk* Thanks.

*A sound similar to a snort comes from the Mustang.*

*Alex starts to snicker.*

Mike: What in the HECK...

Mustang: "HER?!"

Alex: *still snickering* Now you've pissed him off.

Mike: (Moves his hand) No offense, pal.

Davy: Introduce us to HIM inside. I agree with Mike. Those goons could be back here gunnin' for our blood any minute.

(Everyone piles in as well as they can. Mike, Alex, and Zelda ride in front. The others sit in the back.

Alex: Comfy back there?

Daphne: (She's between Lauren and Davy) Just dandy, Alex.

Mike: Ok, Alex, let's get goin'. We still need to make at least $10,000 if we're gonna get in this tournament. I could probably get us a gig in Big Valley, but that will still leave us with money to earn...AND I want my frickin' wife back! How am I gonna explain to my children and my aunt that their mother and niece-in-law were kidnapped by bandits in a bank robbery arranged by the Devil?

Micky: I thought that sounded pretty good.

Alex: Hmmm. We'll work on that explanation.

Mike: I still want to know what Sheila's up to. Why would she be joinin' this tournament? She has tons of money!

Alex: Ehhh, I might have had something to do with her needing money...

Mike: Sheila?

Alex: I...might...have made a few explosions that required...rather...large...sums of money.

Zelda: And needless to say that he doesn't like owning up to that.

Mike: (Looks at Micky) I know THAT feelin'.

Micky: Blah blah blah.

Mike: We need to find out where Em is...and we need to make money. (Grins as a car full of kids passes by) And I think I have an idea of how to do the latter.

(Mike leans out of the Mustang as "Steam Engine" begins. He flags the kids down and chats them up. They grin and stop next to the Mustang. Sure, they'll race that big ol' heap!)

*The Mustang burns rubber as they pull out, leaving a huge cloud of smoke behind.*

(We get a few shots of the kids racing the Mustang, but the Mustang is the clear winner. Cut to a shot of the shocked and angry driver of the kids' car handing Mike a wad of cash.)

(We next get a shot of the Mustang stopping on a road in a small town by a little old lady and her dusty old Model T. The woman coughs as the Mustang blows fumes at her. She shakes her fist and challenges them to a race!)

*The race truly turns into something straight from the song the "Little Old Lady From Pasadena" as the little old lady wins by a full car length.*

(Cut to Mike grumbling as he hands money over to the little old lady.)

(Cut to the desert, where Micky and Davy wander around with metal detectors. Davy grabs Micky excitedly. He thinks he found something!)

*Micky digs. He turns up a nickel.*

(Davy sighs and adds it to a box that we see is filled with nickels, dimes, pennies, rusted tin cans, bent nails, and old rusty car parts.)

(Cut back to the road. The Mustang is parked by another group of kids, these college-age boys. There's a pair of familiar cowboy-boot clad feet sticking out from under the car.)

(Cut back to Davy and Micky with the metal detector. Davy grabs Micky's arm again and points to another place as the metal detector goes off. Here's somethin' REALLY big!)

*Micky digs a bit of a ways down and finds half a dozen gold coins!*

(Davy grins and jumps up and down. Maybe there's more!)

(Cut to Lauren, Daphne, and Zelda on the side of the road. A bunch of young cowboys stop and hoot and grin at them. Daphne and Lauren make a face, but Zelda sidles up to them. They're so interested in her curves, they don't see her hands sneak into their pockets...)

*After the cowboys leave - with Zelda blowing kisses at them - Zelda turns to the other ladies and shows off her "findings." Lauren and Daphne nod and applaud.*

(Cut back to Mike and the car. He comes out from under the kids' car, grimy but very happy. They turn the car on...and it runs perfectly. The largest boy happily hands a wad of cash over to Mike.)

(Cut back to Micky and Davy. The area they were searching is now surrounded by holes. They've turned up three more gold coins, some rusted pipe, four broken bottles, two intact bottles, and one kitchen sink.)

*Alex has been working a kissing booth. The line of girls appears endless, and so is the pile of money Alex is earning.*

(Cut back to the road. We now see the Mustang neck-and-neck with a train! We get some fast shots of them speeding across the Texas prairie countryside. Cut to the engineer handing Mike a wad of cash as the song ends.)

Mike: (Counts) Ok, countin' the gold coins and antique glass bottles and pipes we'll turn in when we get back into Big Valley, we're now only missin' about $5,000.

Davy: A couple of gigs should bring that down at least a thousand.

Micky: And that still leaves about another $4,000.

Mike: Yeah. We've gotta find Em, too. I'm scared. (He puts his hand on his heart) She's scared, too, but I don't think anyone's hurt her worse than tyin' her up.

Zelda: Hey, what's that up ahead? (Points at a group of women and children sitting forlornly on the side of the road.)