Ok, now that we're well-fed, everyone ready to find out what's going on here?

Peter: Yeah!

Ursula: What IS going on?

Valerie: There's something wrong about those downloads...

Micky: Better believe it!

Mick: This is really weird.

Katie: (Whimpers) Jordan... :(

Shelly: Let’s just find the others, quick!

(The camera follows Mimi and July's car and Ursula as they pass by a sign saying "Sunshine Stables." A young woman with long, flowing black hair and large brown eyes passes by, riding a chestnut mare with a white foreleg. She climbs off the horse and hitches it to a fence as Micky parks Ursula in a paved lot nearby.)

Katie: Hi, Liz. How's things going? Is your dad here?

Elizabeth: (Makes a face) He's packing.

Peter: Elizabeth? Little Lizzy?

Elizabeth: (Eyes widen) Uncle Peter? Aunt Valerie! Wait, how can you be here? Aunt Valerie called me and said she and Sheila were on their way back from checking the nightclubs in San Diego, and Uncle Peter is still missing! (Grins) And where did you get the great vintage clothes? ;)

Peter: Vintage? I didn't think I was a wine!

*Micky rolls his eyes.* ;)

Elizabeth: Clothes from the 70s are very "in" right now. I have friends who scour vintage shops in LA and San Fransisco for original platform heels and slinky disco dresses. ;)

Valerie: We have very limited time in this story, so let's keep it short. We're from the past. We're here to help find Jordan and your Peter and help Davy and Daphne's marriage.

(Emma and Katie pull up and get out, joining them as quickly as they can in Katie's condition.)

Emma: Where did you guys GO?

Ursula: Micky wanted to test the new dimensional portals he and Little Mick put in my computer systems.

Emma: I thought you guys were kidding about those!

Elizabeth: I'd HOPED you were kidding.

Micky: Now, why would you think that? ;)

Elizabeth: The bimbo and her buddy are here. I wish they weren't. It's enough to make me pack it up and go back to college.

Katie: Liz, you said you were finishing.

Elizabeth: If I'd finished Berkley, I'd end up loonier than some of the people in my neighborhood there. Too much stress.

Katie: (As they head for the house) But that's the second college you've left in three years!

Elizabeth: Maybe I don't really want college. Maybe I'd rather stay here and take over the ranch.

Emma: Elizabeth, your parents will have a fit!

Elizabeth: My parents have their own problems. :p

(They enter a large, spacious ranch house, decorated like a cross between Broadway and early American rustic with exposed beams and lots of lighting and wood.)

Elizabeth: Dad? Dad? Ma? Maryann? (Turns to the others) Maryann should be around, at least. She's the only one who isn't old enough to go to college yet. Jess is pre-law at Stamford, and Sandy went to the University of Southern California to study art and film production.

Maryann: (Pokes head out) You rang, oh master big sister?

Elizabeth: Cut out the cute stuff. Is the bimbo here?

Maryann: (Nods her head) And her buddy. Must be an orgy or something.

Valerie: Where did you hear that word?

Emma: Probably the Internet.

Maryann: (Wickedly) No, from the kids at school. ;)

Micky: Figures.

Valerie: We need to see your father, Maryann. It may be important.

Maryann: You'll probably see more of my father than you need to if we disrupt him and his bimbo in the middle of their...special time.

Peter: Playing music?

Maryann: (Mutters) Playing each other. (Elizabeth elbows her sharply)

(Maryann leads all of them to a room at the end of the hall. She knocks on the door.)

Maryann: Da? Da, are you in there? Da?

Davy: Come in. It's open.

(Which they do, entering a huge, bright room, painted in shades of blue from sky to royal. Davy, his short hair now graying a bit but otherwise not really looking all that different from "Monkees to the Future," packs clothes. Mimi hands him whatever's in the dresser...including bras and underwear that are obviously not his. July points out her mistake as Davy holds up a bra and blushes.)

Elizabeth: Are we interrupting anything, Da?

Davy: (Shakes his head) No, Mimi was just helping me pack up a bit.

Maryann: Da, you don't have to go!

Davy: (Goes to Maryann and puts his hand on her shoulder) Luv, I can't stay 'ere. Your mother more or less said "get out, or else," and you know what 'er temper is like.

Mimi: (Takes Davy's arm) We're going to take him back to work!

(Emma frowns; Katie gasps.)

July: We're very interested in his talent.

Mimi: He's such a wonderful singer! Do you know how many songs he's written?

Peter: Three and a half?

Micky: And that's just this morning. ;)

*The twins snicker.*

Davy: Very funny...(blinks)...Peter. I thought you disappeared.

Peter: No, I'm right here! :D

Valerie: We'll explain later.

July: But how could that be?

Mimi: Peter Tork is right with...(July stamps her foot - she jumps up and down)

July: Well, why don't we just get moving?

Davy: (Zippers the soft-sided bag; Mimi sits on a trunk with a handle before she and July shut it) Well, that should be everything I need.

July: We're going to take him to work before we go to your new apartment. Dr. Pickens wants to hear his singing! She loves his talent.

Emma: (Puts a hand on her head) No, you're not. There's something wrong here.

July: With what?

Mimi: He's going to sing for us! :D

Davy: What's going on?

Elizabeth: Good question.

Katie: You have Jordan! Tell us where he is!

July: What do you mean?

Valerie: (Sees Little Mick and Shelly siddle up to July's purse; Mick quickly grabs something out of her bag and hands it to Shelly) We have proof that you and Dr. Pickens kidnapped Mr. Peter Tork, his son Jordan, and possibly Mr. Michael Nesmith.

Maryann: (She sees the twins, too; July does, but too late to stop them) That your cell phone?

July: Hey, that's stealing!

Mick: Watch this. *the cell phone plays "Since You Went Away" and lists several other songs of Peter’s*

July: Stop that! That's private property!

Mimi: (Eyes widen) Uh oh.

Shelly: That's nothing. *grabs the phone & presses a few buttons; when she turns the phone to show everyone, a video of Peter singing appears on the small screen*

July: A lot of people have that.

Maryann: That's awfully good for a cell phone.

Emma: Too good.

Davy: What's going on here?

Micky: *grabs the phone* This thing's way ahead of its time. This isn't even available to the public yet.

Mimi: It's a prototype we've been working on! Isn't it the bomb? :D

July: And I'd like it BACK, please!

Micky: I'm sure it probably is a bomb, too, considering all the add-ons it has. ;)

July: I want it back NOW! (She tries to kick Micky to grab it away, but Elizabeth and Maryann grab HER.)

Micky: Now, now, that's not nice!

(When Peter stops singing, he puts aside his guitar...and looks straight out of the small monitor in shock.)

Older Peter: Mick? Shelly? Is that you?

Peter: Is that...

Micky: What the... *lowers the phone; the twins and Micky look at the screen*

(This Peter has longish blond hair, not quite as long as in the 80s but still reletively so, and wears round spectacles not unlike Mimi's. Otherwise, he, too, is little changed from a decade before.)

Older Peter: What's going on? Micky? Please, help me! Tell Valerie where I am!

Peter: Oh...oh my god...what happened...

Emma: How did he get in there?

Davy: (Turns to the girls) Were you going to do that to me? Is that what you meant by wanting my talent?

Mimi: No!

July: Well...

Mimi: Oh Jules, not HIM! He's CUTE!

Micky: How do we get him OUT?!

July: I don't know.

Mimi: But Angelica does!

July: Mimi...

(Davy raises his eyebrows and leans over Mimi, grinning his wide, charming grin.)

Davy: Now, Mimi, you're a nice girl, right? And a nice girl would want to 'elp a friend, right? (Rubs her shoulder; she squeaks again)

Mimi: I...

Davy: You're not a bad lass, really. You're just a confused kid. We need to 'elp our friend. 'E's gonna be a granddad soon, and 'is son is almost a fathah. Don't you want to help a father-to-be?

Mimi: (Gulps as Davy gets closer to her, breathing in her ear and putting his arms around her as innocently as he can around his daughters and still come off as close) The equipment is at the Gemstone Institute! Angelica and some of the boys were working on it! Donald started a way to reverse the process, but Angelica put the kibosh on it!

July: (Groans) Mimi, you traitor! X(

(Davy kisses Mimi very gently on her lips. She faints dead away.)

Davy: (Looks at Micky with a huge grin) I still 'ave it! ;)

Older Peter: Oh please...

Micky: *nods* Yeah, you do. I don't know HOW, what with that wrinkly face of yours, but you do. ;)

Davy: You're one to talk. You look like that old Indian totem pole we 'ad in the Pad wit' a ponytail.

Micky: The old Indian woulda looked good with a ponytail. *runs his fingers through his and smirks*

Younger Peter: Stop it, guys! We've got to get to the Gemstone Institute!

Older Peter: Please! I don't want to stay in here forever!

Katie: Where's Jordan?

July: He's at the institute, being guarded by two of the boys in a back room. Don't worry, he's being well taken care of.

Katie: By whom?

Elizabeth: We're going to go to the Institute, and you're going to tell us just where Jordan is and how to get his father out of that cell phone and why he's there in the first place.

July: You can't make me.

Valerie: Yes, we can. One word - lawsuit.

Emma: Law suits are rampant these days, aren't they? You wouldn't want one to befall your little company, now would you?

July: This is blackmail!

Peter: No, most mail is white.

July: What an idiot.

Valerie: (Growls) Don't call him that.

Katie: (Looks at the twins) Let's take her for a ride.

Mick: Gladly.

Davy: I don't understand any of this.

Emma: But I'm sure we will soon.

(Cut to the Gemstone Institute. Everyone comes in. Mick still has the cell phone with Peter in it. Davy carries a still-unconcious Mimi. Elizabeth and Shelly have the still none-too-happy July. Emma joins them last.)

Emma: I just called our Valerie. She says she and Sheila are on their way.

Valerie: Good. Ok, let's split up. Someone needs to find Jordan, and someone needs to go to that lab and get Peter out...and find out what ELSE is going on.

Emma: (Looks at Micky) You'll want to go to the lab, I suppose.

Micky: Of course. ;)

Katie: (Puts her hand on her stomach; makes a funny face, then says) Jordan's all right. I don't think he's being mistreated, but he's not happy. In fact, I think he's...busy.

Older Peter: Those guys are really into Internet games and role-play sites. They probably don't even know he's there. They barely noticed it when they took me out.

Katie: (Looks at the twins) Why don't you two and Aunt Valerie come with me? You know more about electronics than I do. I'm just a poor little music producer who knows more about CDs and Sheryl Crow than Tomb Raider and Mortal Kombat.

Mick: You got it. ;)

Shelly: Sure. ;)

Elizabeth: Maryann and I will go with these guys.

Older Peter: I'd better go with the kids. I know where Jordan is being kept.

Davy: (Lays Mimi down on the couch) I think she'll be all right there. I'll go with Micky. Someone 'as to keep an eye on 'im.

Micky: Oooooh, great, I have a keeper!

Emma: But who's gonna keep an eye on both of you?

Elizabeth: Hasn't that always been your job, Aunt Emma, yours and the other aunties?

Emma: Yeah. (Looks at Micky) Call Lauren on your cell communicator and tell her to bring the police down here...and maybe contact a few California lawyers who handle white collar industry cases and tell them they have a doozy.

Micky: Already on it.

July: You wouldn't. We're not doing anything illegal.

Kate: Kidnapping is illegal, the last time I checked.

Maryann: Let's get going already!

July: At least let me go while I'm outnumbered.

Elizabeth: Fine, but don't try anything. (She does)

Emma: Ok, let's do the split-up thing. You know the drill. We'll meet here when we find the others.

("Never Enough" begins as the group splits off into two different directions.)

(Katie rubs her stomach, making increasingly grotesque grimaces as she, the twins, and the cell phone-bound Older Peter head down the hall.)

(They stop at a door Older Peter indicates. Micky makes a few dramatic flourishes, pressing his ear to the door. Katie just rolls her eyes. Older Peter chuckles.)

*Mick pushes the door open. Inside, the room is essentially a lounge, with the exception of several "stalls" where they find their missing friends wired up to computers.*

(Katie shakes her head. Jordan, Donald, and Stephan play a "virtual reality" game. They control the movements of the pirates whose adventure they're creating with their minds, sitting in chairs that look like the one in the lab. The moment he sees Katie, Jordan jumps out of his chair and runs over to Katie, letting his pirate fall off a computer-animated ship. We hear an "Ahhh!" and the sounds of sharks munching before the screen goes blank.)

(Donald and Stephan make a face and "pause" their games, then go to the others to find out what's going on.)

*Mick sidles his way onto one of the computers, turns to the camera, waggles his eyebrows, then tuns to the keyboard and starts clacking away at the keys.*

(Katie tells them it's time to bring the prisoner to the labs as she rubs her hand over her stomach. She closes her eyes and, after a small blue light, pulls a Gemstone ID from behind her back.)

(Jordan tells Shelly to get Mick; they're going to the labs!)

(Katie gives the cell phone with the Older Peter to Jordan. Jordan smiles at his father; father and son both wipe tears. Jordan actually hugs the cell phone, then hugs Katie as hard as he can in her condition. Katie cries, too)

*Shelly returns with Mick in tow.*

(Cut to the lab. Angelica talks to some more attractive men and women, some older, some young. One rather plain woman sits under a chair. Micky, Peter, Valerie, Emma, Davy, and his daughters burst in just in time to see a red light sweep over the woman, "correcting" faults in her face, skin, and hair.)

(Maryann ignores it and goes right over to the youngest boy and starts chatting with him...and he looks interested.)

(Peter's jaw drops...and so do a few others as the woman emerges a stunning beauty.)

Emma: (As the music ends) What did you DO?

Angelica: (Looks up...and narrows her eyes) No visitors allowed here now!

Elizabeth: We're definately NOT visiting.

Emma: WHERE'S MIKE? You must have done SOMETHING with him! He's in a cell phone, I know it!

Angelica: You must be deranged.

Woman In the Chair: What's going on? I thought we were working on a software to help skin restoration! :o

Valerie: (As some of the young men lead her out through a side door) I think it's a lot more than that.

Angelica: I'm going to help all of the people in this world who have been unfairly treated because they would rather be behind a chemistry set than behind a bar with the cast of "Melrose Place."

Valerie: But this is artificial! How long will it last?

Emma: We have PROOF that you're far from helping mankind! You're enslaving it! (Looks at Micky) Right, Mick?

Micky: Darn right! (As the door opens) And her comes the evidence!

*The twins barge in on cue, naturally. They show off the evidence.* ;)

Older Peter: (Mick turns up the volume) YOU put me on here! Your boy told me you were going to show me digital instruments and display my talent!

Angelica: How did you get that? That's private property.

July: Mimi had to open her mouth.

Angelica: Give that to me. (As she moves to grab the cell phone, HER cell phone falls out of her pocket. The ringtone is the 90s version of "Circle Sky.")

Emma: I'll take that! (She flips it open...to reveal Mike playing music much like Older Peter was. He turns to her when he finishes)

Mike: Darlin', you gotta get me outta here! I'm going crazy! They've downloaded everything...

Angelica: (Grabs the phone and clamps it shut) I could have all of you arrested for tresspassing! X(

Davy: We could 'ave YOU arrested for kidnappin' and unethical scientific practices! :p

Emma: I won't let you do this anymore!

("Every Step of the Way" begins as everyone files into the room at once. Angelica and Emma continue to argue over the phone, playing tug-of-war with it. X( )

(Peter wanders around the room again, playing with some of the instruments. :D)

(Donald tries to get the phone with Older Peter in it from Shelly.)

(Katie just sits in a chair, looking winded and pained. Jordan pulls a chair up next to her and takes her hand, worried.)

*Shelly and Mick play "keep away" with the phone.* ;)

(Angelica finally gets the phone away from Emma, but Elizabeth trips her. She goes flying, and Elizabeth gets the phone.)

(One of the men gets in front of Elizabeth and finally knocks the phone with Mike out of her hand. Davy tackles him, and he drops it. There's a massive pile-up. Younger Peter emerges with the phone as if nothing happened.)

(Donald tackles Shelly and tries to tickle the phone away from her.)

*Shelly pokes Donald in the eye and escapes.*

(Angelica leads Younger Peter to the chair. She takes the phone from him as she shows him how it works...and gets him strapped down in it while he's busy looking.)

(Valerie points it out to Micky, hoping there's something he can do to stop her, since he's the computer genius and his son and daughter are busy with the men chasing them.)

*Micky whistles innocently as he kicks out the main wire from the chair Peter's strapped in.* ;)

(Angelica frowns as the electricity building up in the machine comes to a screeching halt. Peter makes a face.)

Peter: Aw, I wanted to see my talent!

Valerie: You saw what she does with talent, Peter.

Angelica: Must be a loose wire. (She gets down on the floor on her knees and peers into the mass of wires in and around the computer frame)

*Micky, still whistling, puts his foot to her rear & shoves, sending her sprawling... & effectively pulling out MORE wires.*

(As Angelica pulls herself out of the wires, Micky and Mick Jr. pounce on her. Mimi emerges, looking dazed. Emma finally retrieves Mike's cell phone. Shelly has Peter's; Donald is still trying to get it from her.)

*The song ends. Angelica is still on the floor, Micky and Mick sitting on her. Donald now tries to sweet-talk Shelly into giving him the phone.*

Angelica: Get OFF me!

Mike: Yeah, well, you might wanna let US get outta HERE first.

Emma: I don't trust her. Why doesn't Mick do it?

Valerie: Davy, take Elizabeth and Maryann to meet the police.

Davy: (Nods) Good idea.

Mick: *cracks his knuckles* Can I?

Emma: Sure, why not? If you blow it up, it might just benefit mankind.

Davy: If they’re gonna mess with equipment, I don't wanna be there to be blown along with the rest of the buildin'. Come on, girls. Let's go. (He heads out with his daughters)

Angelica: Stay away from that! It's expensive equipment!

Mick: *plays with one of the computers* Let me see here...

*Mick works fast and furious on the computer. It starts to smoke a bit; sparks appear. Mick backs off as the whole system fizzles out.*

Mick: Lookt out! Hot stuff!

Micky: *grins* That's my boy. ;)

Mick: *rolls his eyes* Geez, Dad...

(People scatter; Angelica roars from under Micky. )

Micky: *to Angelica* Aw, shut up.

(Millions of sparkles of light emerge from the cell phones, traveling down the wire. When they reform, the elder Peter and Mike stand in the middle of the room.)

Mike: (Pats himself; closes his eyes and sings the first words to "Circle Sky") I'm here.

Peter: (Nods and sings "Higher and Higher") Me too, thank goodness!

Jordan: Dad! (His father embraces him)

Mimi: (Looks at herself; her skin almost seems to fade) Huh? What's going on?

Donald: Oh man... (looks at Shelly)

Stephan: Hey, isn't this what happened...

July: When the beam ran the first time!

(There's particles of light around the various employees, too, until they also fade and disappear, like an image fades from a computer screen. When the light subsides, we see the same people in lab coats, but...plainer. Donald has a wild crop of red curls, freckles, and is skinny as a rail. Mimi has frizzy dark-blond hair and braces. Angelica looks much older, with gray hair and a cold expression. July's hair is the same color, but straight and dull, and she has pimples and is also rather skinny. Stephan is also a blond, but his hair is dimmer and shorter, and he has an odd-shaped nose and is also skinny.)

Angelica: See what you've done! X(

Emma: What happened?

Mimi: (Bursts into tears) I thought you said the experiment was permanent!

Angelica: The programs were all on the computer! They must have been fried, too!

Peter: (Pats Mimi) You're not a bad-looking girl, really.

Mike: Hey, Angelica, how'd you get...well, old?

Angelica: Nature. I'm 59.

Donald: (Snickers) 62. ;)

Shelly: *grins at Donald* Good one.

Donald: *grins back, but toothier* Thanks.

*Shelly chuckles, blushing a bit.*

(Katie and Jordan exchange looks at the sight of Donald's obvious interest in Shelly...and vice versa.)

Mick: *quirks an eyebrow; steps between Shelly and Donald* Don, this is Shelly. Shelly, Don. Though after that battle over the phone, I think you two already know each other.

Donald: Uh, yeah.

Katie: (Winces, but she's smiling) It's about time Shel found a guy.

*Shelly just blushes even more.*

Jordan: The hair's awfully familiar, too. ;)

Katie: So's that smile. He has "Savage" written all over him.

Micky: Ain't it? *ruffles Donald's hair*

Shelly: You guys're embarrassing me!

Micky and Mick: Who, me? *they glare at each other, then bust out laughing* ;)

(That gains many laughs, even from some of the scientists.)

Shelly: *sighs* Why me?

Angelica: No, NO! This wasn't supposed to happen! We were supposed to be beautiful, so we could sell our work and get the talent!

Emma: (Shrugs) Beauty is as beauty does.

Valerie: It's only skin deep, you know.

Mimi: Not in Hollywood! Davy wouldn't have looked at me twice like this! :(

Peter: You do like him, don't you?

Mimi: (Nods) But he's married, and he really likes his wife. (Sighs) Now I'll NEVER have a career.

July: And my scientific career is over.

Mike: Angelica, why did you do it?

July: She wanted to make us beautiful, then have us bring in high-priced musicians and other artists, including those in administrative positions, extract all of the thoughts and brainwaves in their heads, and sell the brand-new art to the highest bidders online.

Angelica: Can't I tell everyone my own plan?

Stephan: We only have so long in this story.

Donald: And Steph and I just want to design video games. (Nods at Jordan) What you saw in the lounge is one of our designs.

Stephan: But who listens to a bunch of nerds?

Mike: (Indicates himself) Fellow nerds. ;)

Peter: You should have seen what we looked like at your ages.

Mike: I was some skinny kid from Texas with a bad temper. (Grins) Now I hire nerds like you to develop software, games, and digital technology for Magnetic South Media. ;)

Peter: I used to be kinda small and a lot of girls didn't go for me. (Grins) Now I command small audiences and there are websites devoted to my music.

Micky: I was skinny, liked to find out how things worked, wore glasses. *snorts* Now, *flexes his arms*

Mick: He just isn't skinny anymore.

Micky: *looks Mick up and down* I wouldn't talk, kid.

*Mick rolls his eyes.*

(Mike snorts. Both Peters laugh outright.)

Younger Peter: I used to be really shy and quiet. Now, I'm married with a little boy of my own!

Older Peter: Soon to be two boys and a girl.

(Mike leans against a desk, looking thoughtful. Katie squeals. Jordan and both Peters run over to her, holding her hands.)

(Davy, the girls, the older Valerie, and a teenager with long red hair and large, passionate blue eyes storm into the lab, followed by the police. Valerie and the girl run to the older Peter and embraces him. Valerie's hair is streaked with silver now, but her figure is as good as ever, and her blue eyes shine.)

Sheila: Daddy, you're all right! What happened?

Older Peter: It's a long story, Sheila, but I'm all right now. Everything's going to be fine.

Emma: What a great short mystery this will make! Heck, I could make a couple of stories out of this!

Police Officer 1: Ok, who dunnit?

(Everyone starts pointing fingers at once...until Mike puts his fingers between his lips and whistles as loudly as he can to get everyone's attention.)

Police Officer 2: What's happening here?

Mike: Officer, the only person we're pressing charges on is Dr. Angelica Pickens (indicates Angelica) for kidnapping, unethical scientific practices, and unlawful media piracy. Everyone else was just lead on.

Angelica: No! (But the police pull her out of the room in handcuffs. Mike turns to address the rest of the room.)

Mike: Look, what I'm gonna do is, instead of cartin' ya off to jail for accessory to kidnappin'...I'm gonna hire ya. ;)

July: Hire us?

Mike: We could use talent like yours, all of yours, in Magnetic South Media. We're trying to expand online and put our music up while keeping it legal. You're all obviously talented with computers. Maybe you could come up with some games and web sites that could really benefit mankind, and amuse them, too. My buddy Micky and I could train you ourselves, teach you the ropes. ;)

Valerie: (Indicates Donald chatting animatedly with a blushing Shelly) Might not hurt to work with a future son-in-law.

Mick: Definitely. ;)

Micky: Yeah, going after him first... *starts to where they're talking* Space between you two, NOW!

Mick: Yup, there he is, Dad the Spaz. ;)

Mike: Maybe we could even start to work on some new music, just the four of us MOnkees. I have some time on my hands, with the litigations with OBS and everything tied up.

Older Peter: (Goes to Micky) Mick, they're consenting adults!

Micky: He ain't touching her until their wedding night!

Older Peter: How will they get there if they don't at least hold hands?

Micky: Let them worry about that! :P

Older Valerie: You should have seen him when Leah brought a guy home from college.

Mike: (Calls to Older Peter) Hey, Peter...how would you like to record some new music? I think it's time for Michael Nesmith to emerge from online into the real world...(grins)...and for the Monkees to be four again. ;)

Older Peter: Would I EVER! :D

Mike: It'll be just like old times.

Valerie: What about a new special?

Mike: I'll write it.

Older Peter: (Calls) Mick, leave them alone for a minute! They aren't going to make out right there! ;)

Micky: You don't know that! I could walk away & there's a liplock!

Shelly: Dad! Geez! :P

Mike: Leave them ALONE, Mick!

Emma: (Joins them) At least he isn't threatening to do the poor boy bodily harm.

Mick: Not yet. ;)

Older Peter: I think my poor son is still traumatized from his courting years.

Mike: Micky...how'd you like to cut a Monkees album?

Micky: *grins* I'm in! *whoops*

Davy: (Joins them) What's the fuss 'ere?

Older Peter: Davy, are you still touring?

Davy: (Shakes his head) No, my calendah's clear. I was going to go on vacation and get away from the whole...well, get away from it all.

Mike: I know a better way to get away from it all. Why don't you shack up with me at the Bar N? You can go back and forth to Southern Cal while we work on our new album.

Davy: But I'm not livin' at the ranch anymore, remembah?

Mike: I know you, Davy, and I know Daph. As soon as you tell her you're done with Mimi, she'll take you back.

Davy: (Murmurs) I'm not so sure...

Valerie: And maybe it's time for us to leave. Our work here is done.

Peter: Awwww!

Older Peter: (Grins) You don't want to miss all the fun you haven't done yet.

Older Valerie: Translation - you don't want to mess with the timeline and miss everything that would have happened.

Jordan: And we have to go, too! (Katie screams) My wife is having a baby!

Mike: What?

Peter: Now?

Katie: Yes...AHHH!

Jordan: Mick, let me borrow your cell phone. As soon as we give the cops our statements, we'll get to the nearest hospital.

*Mick hands over the cell phone.*

Mike: I'll drive. My car's here.

Older Peter: I'll go with you.

Sheila: Can I go, too?

Valerie: No, you'll come with me and announce it online to everyone we know that you're going to be an aunt and I'm about to be a grandma.

Mike: (Looks at Mick) You and Shel take the young-uns home. The rest of us will clear out here and inform the family that the Guardians have a new arrival.

Mick: Right, uncle Mike.

Jordan: (Grins) I haven't thought about our band in years! We got to be pretty popular, nothing like Dad, but we had a small and still fairly vocal fan base.

Katie: I...(squeals)...prefer working behind the scenes now. Jordan's the virtuoso.

Peter: Good luck with your album!

Older Peter: Thank you!

Older Valerie: Good luck with your trip home!

Mike: Don't get lost and end up in the 50s or somethin'. ;)

Emma: Thanks to you, I have all the inspiration I need for my next short story collection!

Valerie: (Laughs) Glad to help.

Micky: Ditto the thanks.

Valerie: Don't forget what I said about the special. It would be wonderful publicity.

Older Valerie: It would, wouldn't it?

Valerie: (Turns to the twins) Ok, let's go!

Peter: Let's go home.

Mick: Follow us.

(Which they do. The four older Monkees, now arm-in-arm again, do the Monkeewalk as "You and I" plays. The cops dance with July, Mimi, and the other nerd girls. Donald sits and pouts, wishing Shelly were there. Jordan leads Katie away; she's smiling but screaming every once in a while. Mike and Older Peter follow them as we fade out on the song and the happy group, dancing around the computers.)