Ok everyone, ready to find out more about this dastardly plot?

Peter: I'm ready.

Mike: Didn't we do the pirate thing in the original show?

Micky: Yeah, we did...but they weren't really evil.

Valerie: Could we get in now?

Davy: I'm ready, too.

(We open in the air. The girls are in Rosemarie, flying back from the library.)

Valerie: How come we always get stuck with the boring jobs?

Emma: Because the boys can actually fly, and we just have a car that can't park on a boat.

Valerie: All we found out is yes, the ships the pirates have hit have all been very full pleasure cruise boats or yachts, and it was all the same story. Every victim that came off of those ships were listless and emotionless when they came off those ships...not to mention missing their valuables and almost everything on the ships.

Emma: No pirate would be able to do that to their victims. They'd probably rather just cut their throats. The devils must be involved.

Valerie: Emma, this is 1975. We're not dealing with movie pirates.

Emma: We're also dealing with tough men who smuggle for a living. They'd still cut your throats.

Valerie: There has to be a better way of catching them then chasing them until one of us gets caught, and we have to rescue them.

Emma: I wish we could just take the offensive, for once, instead of them attacking us!

Valerie: Lure THEM!

Daphne: Yeah!

Emma: It's too bad Mike and I don't still have that boat...

Valerie: My father has boats, or we could rent one.

Emma: But they'd know we're there...

Valerie: What if there were other people?

Emma: Other people? We'd want to get other people involved in this?

Valerie: We could get them away before anything bad happens. (Looks at Lauren) Do you think your friend Al Blueton would be willing to cater?

Lauren: Are you kidding? Of course he would!

Emma: And we could get Millie to provide special desserts.

Valerie: We'll invite the whole crew.

Emma: Davy and Micky will provide the music, of course. They could even bring Bobby and Tommy along and give our group a special preview of their show.

Valerie: Lauren...do you want to come? If you got hurt...

Lauren: Maybe I could help Al with the catering. It'll keep me out of the way, but still allow for me to be here.

Valerie: All right.

Emma: We're going to need to be on our toes with you. We know how the devils love to pick on pregnant women.

Valerie: We don't want them to hurt your latest child...especially Alex. He hates Micky so much, he'd try something just to spite him.

Lauren: *Nods* No kidding.

Emma: I think we've found them! (Points to four blurs coming up in the sky)

Valerie: (Grins; the blurs gradually become four siloettes in red, green, white, and blue...and then familiar figures) Hey there, good looking boys. Want a lift?

Mike: (Grins) There ain't room in that little tub. We'll just fly.

Peter: We're ok right here, Val.

Emma: What did you guys find?

Mike: The devils are involved, all right. They tried to hit up a party ship.

Peter: We kept them from hitting it, but we weren't able to stop them or get the soul-removing box before they took off.

Mike: If only we had a way to keep them from runnin' off every time we get close!

Lauren: Well we had an idea about that. We stage our own party and lure them to us.

Mike: But we lost our ship!

Emma: So we hire another one.

Valerie: Or I'll borrow one from my father.

Peter: Michael, under the circumstances, I think this is the only way we're going to get these people. They keep coming after us. Isn't it time we went after them?

Mike: (Nods) Went on the offensive.

Peter: Before they try coming after US now that they know we're onto them.

Mike: We'll get them first. (Looks at Micky) How fast could we get a boat? You're the one who knows everybody.

Peter: We're going to need to send invitations, too.

Micky: I can handle the invitations, so to speak. I can't think of anyone with a boat, though...

Lauren: Wait...I think Al has a boat! We might be able to use his, especially if he's catering.

Mike: That's a good idea, if he don't mind. We'll have to warn him to clear anythin' he don't wanna lose off the boat before we get on, though.

Lauren: *Nods* I don't think he'll mind.

Mike: Let's get back to the Cave and start making plans, then. We have to call our friends and call Al.

Emma: (Chuckles) You can call Al, Micky.

Micky: *Raises an eyebrow* Me? *turns to Lauren* I think this was your idea, babe.

Lauren: I was going to do it, anyway.

Emma: I figured she would. I just wanted to see his reaction.

Micky: You certainly have an evil side, Em.

Emma: Thank you.

Mike: (Grins) That's my darlin'.

Davy: *Chuckles* Good job, Em.

Emma: Thank you.

(We fade out as the car and fliers soar into the setting sun. Fade in on the setting sun again, but this time, we see the open Pacific. The deck of a small party boat is littered with people. There's all the familiar faces - the Four Martians and the Westminster Abbies, the Angellettes, Tilly, Nyles and Jessie. Micky, Davy, Tommy Boyce and Bobby Hart play "Let's Dance On." Emma leans against the buffet, where Lauren, Al the Cook, and Daphne serve food and drinks.)

Emma: Seen anything yet, Lauren?

Lauren: Nothing yet.

Emma: How about you, Al? Seen anything suspicious?

Al: Only thing suspicious I've seen is the way some of your friends eat.

Emma: You get used to them after a while.

Mike: (Sighs and joins them) Em, are you sure this is gonna work?

Emma: We've made it as obvious as we can! If we were more obvious, we'd have to paint a target on the side of the boat!

Daphne: I think we just need to give them time to find us.

Emma: (Frowns - points to the ocean behind Lauren and Al) Hey, what's that?

Mike: Looks like a ship to me. We haven't seen any deadly speed boats. Just other boats like us.

Emma: It's coming up awfully fast, though...

Lauren: Yeah, it is...

Peter: (He joins them, frowning) I don't like the aura on that boat.

Mike: The BOAT has an aura?

Peter: Or the people on it do. And the auras are nasty. (Narrows his eyes) Black.

Mike: Shit.

Emma: We're going to have to batten down the hatches. Al, start clearing out the buffet.

Al: *Nods* Consider it done. *starts hauling things away*

Lauren: And I'll clear out the lighter stuff. *takes a few said items*

Mike: I'll get Micky and Davy. Daph, Em, you two start rounding up the guests. Peter, go get our weapons. They're in the cabin.

Peter: Right. (Emma and Daph head for the main deck. Mike hurries over to the bandstand as "Let's Dance On" ends.)

Mike: Micky, announce that we're breakin' up the party.

Micky: I'm right on it! *runs off to do so*

Mike: Davy, get the instruments out of here. Imagine them, if you have to. No one's gonna (we suddenly hear the sounds of guns going off) hear you.

Davy: I'm on it, mate.

Mike: (There's another blast from the other boat; Al's boat shakes) Damn it! (Emma joins him) Darlin', how are you doing?

Emma: The cabins only have so much room! We're not going to get everyone out of here in time!

*The instruments have disappeared.*

Mike: Micky, you and Al get Lauren down to the cabins. I don't care who else can or can't fit down there. We don't need a pregnant woman up here when we get raided.

Micky: You heard the Chief, down to the cabins. *Puts an arm around Lauren's shoulder. They, with Al, head into the cabins.*

Kimberly: (Runs to Mike) What's goin' on? Why are we being shot at? We haven't done anything illegal that I know of, recently!

(Marcus and Danny are trying to help John, who almost fell over the side when the shot hit the water and rocked the boat.)

John: 'S ok, I's ok.

Danny: No, you're not. You're green, you've drank enough to drown a fish, and you're so big, you'd sink to the bottom if you fell out.

John: No I wouldn't... (there's another shot as the boat comes up to them) ok, yes, I would. (He bends over and makes another sound to the point that he's losing whatever he consumed and drank on the boat)

Jenny: What's going on? (Everyone is rocked to the floor as the other boat comes along side them. The boat is now recognizable as the large speed boat seen in the last part. Mike looks up...to see his beloved broadsword skitter across the deck; he catches it as it passes him.)

Peter: (Looks up from where he tripped bringing up the weapons) Ooops.

(John just groans...and we hear the distinct sounds of someone losing their lunch again.)

Danny: I hope Al has industrial-strength cleaner for the deck. Whatever he ate before might stain wood.

Sheila: (She alights first; narrows her eyes) White Knight, what are you doing on a party boat? If memory serves me correctly, yours went down back in the winter.

Mike: It did. This isn't ours.

Peter: (As he gets to his feet, his crossbow trained at Sheila) How did you know about our boat sinking? It wasn't in the news.

Alex: *Alights next* We have our ways.

Kimberly: (Puts out her martial arts stance) What's going on here, pal?

Danny: Yeah!

Captain Harris: (He points guns at the crowd) This is a stick-up, folks. Give us all your valuables, and no one gets hurt.

Sheila: (Narrows her eyes as Mike starts laughing) What's so funny?

Mike: (Between guffaws) They ain't got no valuables, Sheila.

Danny: Mike said for us to not bring anything valuable to the party! It's a "Hard Luck" party!

Alex: *groans* I don't believe this...

Marcus: We're supposed to be bums... (grabs John before he upchucks again) but ol' Johnny here is takin' it too seriously. (John just groans)

Mike: It's a trick, Sheila...and you fell for it.

Sheila: (She looks like she might explode) You...you...you...

Mike: We want you to give up that little machine we know you're using, Sheila. These guys can't do what you're doin' to those people.

Captain Harris: I don't care what you say, Miss Saunders. I want to cut this skinny little brat's throat!

Sheila: (Growls) Do it. Men, attack! (Grins) Zelda, you too.

Captain Harris: Gladly! (He attacks Mike as "War Games" begins. Mike slices the barrel off his gun.)

(Peter shoots an arrow past one man. He tries to avoid the arrow...and in doing so, falls overboard.)

(Mike grabs another guy by the pants and tosses him to Davy, who catches him on the tip of his sword!)

*Davy swings the sword, sending the guy flying into the water.*

(Peter aims another arrow at Alex...but Alex catches the arrow!)

(Sheila duels with Mike. Two pirates duel with Davy at once!)

(Captain Harris goes after Daphne.)

*Daphne swings her spear, hooking Harris's leg and tripping him, causing him to fall into the water.*

(Peter shoots another pirate, hooking his shirt against the mast. He unhooks the man, grabs him by the scruff of his neck, and drops him overboard.)

(Kimberly karate chops another guy and sends him spinning overboard.)

(Danny and Marcus grab another guy, pick him up, and dump him overboard. Another pirate trips over John and goes flying. Danny and Marcus grab him and send him rear-over-head into the water after his friend.)

(Kimberly and Daphne karate chop another guy, sending him flying over John and overboard.)

(Peter shoots at Alex again...but misses him when he goes flat under his arrow!)

(Mike and Sheila finally push aside. Mike is knocked off his feet by a wave, but Sheila stays upright. Sheila's about to launch herself at Mike...but a familiar field hockey stick with an amber handle knocks her sword out of her hand! She screams with pain and turns to Emma, who stands behind her, stick at the ready.)

Mike: (Gets on his elbow as the song winds down) Sheila, it's over. Give up the soul machine.

Peter: (He aims his arrow at Alex) Where's that machine, Dark Savage?

Kimberly: Machine?

Danny: What's going on?

Jenny: We thought these guys were party crashers!

Alex: If you think we're just gonna hand it over...

Peter: (Shoots his arrow again) Alex, I won't miss again. That was a warning. Where's the machine?

Emma: Where's Zelda?

Alex: How should I know?

Mike: (Looks up quick enough to see Zelda come up behind Peter with the soul machine) Pete! Look out!

Peter: (Turns to Zelda with the crossbow) Figures he'd give it to his girlfriend.

Emma: We've got to get in the cabin NOW!

Mike: Darlin', get outta here!

Zelda: Who wants to try it?

Mike: Everyone run for the cabin!

Danny: Why?

Marcus: (He and Danny are trying to lift John) Johnny's dead weight here!

(Kimberly karate-chops Alex.)

Kimberly: You trying something funny again, jerk? You try something crazy every time we see you.

Jenny: Forget him, Kim! Come on!

(Mike takes off for the cabin first, followed by Daphne and Davy.)

Emma: Put it down, Zelda!

Sheila: (Lunges for Emma) Not when we have a chance to get all the souls we ever craved!

(Emma ducks away from her grasp and makes a run for a door.)

Sheila: Zelda, push the bloody button now!

Kimberly: Don't you dare!

*Zelda pushes the button on the machine.*

Sheila: No, you don't! (She grabs Emma, pulling her in full view of the soul machine; Danny, Marcus, John, Kimberly, and Jenny are all hit by the waves coming out of the machine, too)

Kimberly: (Her eyes are now blank, her face expressionless) What was that?

Sheila: Nothing you need to know about. (Turns to Zelda) We have to get out of here. Where's Alex?

*Alex waves a hand. He's still reeling from Kim's karate chop.*

Sheila: (Sighs) We need to work on your martial arts. Zelda and I will get all of us out of here. Ready, Zelda?

Mike: (Looks out; sees Sheila holding the listless Emma) NOOOOO! EMM! Sheila, give her soul back!

Zelda: Ready.

(The black light envelopes Sheila, Zelda, and Alex as the others burst out of the cabin. By the time Mike's made it to Emma, it's gone, and so are the devils and the soul machine.)

Tilly: Marcus! (She hugs him...but frowns) Hey sweetie, it's me!

Marcus: Oh.

Mike: Em? Em, please!

Emma: (Her eyes are cold and devoid of emotion) Hello, Mike.

Mike: Em! (He's near tears) Oh man...no, no, God no...

Chris: (He gently takes Jenny's shoulder) Jen? (But she only stares blankly at him)

Micky: This is horrible!

Valerie: What happened?

Peter: Zelda used the soul machine. They got their souls. (Large breath) Including Em's.

Lauren: Damn them!

Mike: Em, oh Em... (He just holds her, the tears spilling over. She doesn't hold him, or even acknowledge him. We fade out on his heartbroken face and her emotionless one.)