(The camera moves backstage and into the dressing rooms. Mike and Peter play their guitars, working on songs. Lauren finally comes in with her arms around a shaky Micky.)

Mike: Feelin' better, Mick?

Micky: *makes a face* Ehhh...

Peter: (He puts his bass down and joins Micky) Micky, seriously, how much did you have to drink? You still don't look right.

Mike: And Em's gonna have a fit when she gets her hands on you. Upchuckin' definitely wasn't in the script.

Peter: I thought Emma said the liquor was watered down.

Micky: *shakes his head* Nope...real stuff...thought it was watered...drank more...

Mike: (Looks at Lauren) I can guess who substituted the real stuff. I took one sip and dumped it down the drain. If I get sloshed doing this, Em will kill me.

Peter: Someone needs to talk to Nyles, and probably Jessie, too.

Mike: Before Em kills both of them.

Lauren: Figures.

*Micky groans and bolts for the bathroom.*

Peter: Lauren, did he have anything else before he started the play?

Mike: Maybe his nerves are just gettin' to him.

Lauren: *shrugs* He had a full meal.

Emma: (Walks in the dressing room, not looking too happy) The Angellettes are doing more narration while they ready the Lone Star Town set. (Frowns) Is Micky ok? The stagehands aren't too thrilled about having to clean up after the director.

Lauren: *shakes her head* No. He just made a mad dash for the bathroom.

Emma: Oh, dear. What are we going to do? He’s in this next scene, along with Mrs. Marion and Daph and me and Mike and Davy and a few other people. Micky's our lead bad guy!

Emilio: *pokes his head in* Hey, I just saw Mick doing the 100-meter dash. What's going on?

Mike: He got sick on stage.

Emma: He had a little too much to drink and isn't feeling well.

Emilio: *comes in the room* That stinks.

Lauren: And he's in the next scene.

Emilio: That REALLY stinks.

Mike: No kiddin'. (Mike strokes his chin and looks at Emilio) 'Milio, have you ever done any actin' on your planet?

Emilio: *nods* Yeah, some. I'm not too shabby, either.

Peter: And we know you can be evil. It's how you were originally programmed.

Emilio: *blushes a bit* Um, yeah.

Emma: (Sighs) That settles it. You can take over for Micky for the next few scenes, at least until after the ball. Micky will have a fit if we don't let him turn Davy into a Frog-Man.

Mike: You can borrow some of my clothes. Lord George is supposed to be usin' his Wolf Men to find Michael and David in town.

Emilio: Okay!

Peter: Valerie and I won't be needed until the ball scene. We'll stay with Micky until it starts, then Millie can stay with him.

Stagehand: (Pokes his head in) Everyone on stage for the Lone Star Town scene!

Lauren: Oh boy...

(Cut back to the stage, where the Angellettes just come on from narration. They walk into the Lone Star Town set as people bustle around. Extras call out various goods. Emma and Daphne walk in from the other side.)

Emma: (Shakes her head) I know that "girl band" looked really familiar...and not as women, either.

*Daphne nods.*

Emma: I want to ask around town and see if anyone knows anything about that band.

Daphne: Somebody has to know something about them.

Emma: Look! (She points to two robed figures, the one in brown taller than the one in blue, making their way across the busy stage. They both carry baskets under their arms and heavy bags on their belts.) Don't they look like the men who saved us from the enchanted mirrors?

Daphne: They do!

Emma: I wonder what they're doing here?

(The two men make their way over to building on one side of the stage that has a sign that says "Bank" hanging out front. They go "in" the false-fronted building.)

Emma: Now, what are those two up to?

(They come out again after a few minutes and go to a grocer's stall, then a small book seller's.)

Emma: (Turns to Daphne) I think we should follow them. There's something strange going on here. (Grins) Besides, we never got to thank them properly for saving us!

(They follow the two over to a baker's stall. Emma pulls Daphne into the stall next-door. The two robed figures buy loads of bread and head off to a small hut on the edge of the stage.)

Emma: (Looks at Daphne) This is just getting stranger.

Daphne: I can't figure out what they're up to.

Emma: Maybe we should ask around. One of these merchants might be able to help us.

Daphne: Couldn't hurt.

Emma: (She turns to the baker) Excuse me, sir?

Baker: Yes, young lady? You'd like-a buy a nice loaf of bread? We make the finest bread in Lone Star Town! Nice and-a hot, just-a from the oven!

Emma: Actually, I wanted to ask you about those two men who just came here.

Baker: Ahh, nice-a men. Good-a men.

Emma: Can you tell us anything about them?

Baker: Only that-a they bring-a good money to Tony. They bring-a money, so he can support his sick Alicia and six little ones at home. They bring-a good money, and they buy lots of bread to feed the poor.

Emma: They're missionaries?

Baker: No, I don't-a think so. They're good men, though, Signora Emily.

Emma: Have you ever seen them without the robes?

Baker: No, but-a I know their voices. They sound so familiar to Tony...

Emma: How often have they been here.

Baker: Several times. (Leans over and whispers) Tony's heard-a rumors. This is all very confidential, mind you, Signora. I've heard that-a they may be the White Knight and his apprentice!

Emma: The White Knight?

Baker: Yes. You may have heard the legend of the White Knight, who swoops down from his home in the sky to protect the innocent from great evil and slay dragons and destroy black magic?

Emma: (Looks at Daphne and they both nod) Yes.

Baker: We believe that he's come down here. Many citizens of Lone Star Town have received gifts of food or money. Others were protected by robed men on the rode when the King's Guards tried to take tolls from them or harass them. They say the White Knight is a formidable fighter, and that many women have tried to find out who's under the robe. None have succeeded. (Grins) They say he is the strongest man who ever lived, and that his apprentice is the fastest and the most beautiful, that he runs like a horse and scratches like a tiger.

Daphne: *sighs* Yeah...

Emma: (Notices Daph's dreamy look) Daphne! (Waves her hands in front of the daydreaming young woman's face) Hey Daphne? Are you awake? You seem to be in a dream!

Baker: No worries, Signora. She looks like every young signorina who dreams of the White Knight and his apprentice.

Emma: Well, don't count me among his ardent admirers. I'm only asking about him because he saved us once. I'm not at all in love with a man I've never known.

Daphne: Emily, he DID kiss you.

Emma: (Blushes) Yes, but that means nothing. We were simply carried away with the spirit of the moment. I know nothing of this man, not even if he's a man or not. He could be a sorcerer, or some kind of spirit!

Baker: (Gasps as the baying of large dogs is heard) I'm sorry, ladies, but I must close up shop. He's sending out the wolf-monsters again!

Emma: He's...what?

Daphne: The what?

Baker: Lord George and the King's Guards are seeking our White Knight with those hideous wolf monsters of his! (He makes a cross across his chest) May they all rot in their graves! It is because of that wicked Lord George and his lady that we are all struggling to make ends meet! He taxes everything in our daily lives, from the roads we travel on to the food we eat!

Emma: That's terrible!

Baker: And now, he and the King's Guard bring these-a terrible creatures to our town every day to seek the White Knight and his apprentice and their men! They have the bodies of wolves, but they stand upright, like men, and it is said that they have men's minds. (Whispers again) Rumors a-have it that they were once men who fell outta favor with Lord George, and he bewitched them with his black magic and turned them into mindless beasts who serve only him. They will never rest until they find what their master wants. (He looks down) Those monsters have-a been said to kill men who couldn't-a pay Lord George's taxes...or worse, brought them to him for his crazy magical experiments.

Emma: How could he do such awful things?

Baker: I don't-a know. I have a cousin who lives in Hollyland. He says Lord George used to be a right-a nice ruler, before the war. He was a good-a guy. Now, all he cares about is drinkin', money, and his-a black magic.

Emma: (As the howling comes closer, people begin to hurry around, trying to finish their shopping and get out of the way) Oh my. I wonder what happened?

Baker: They say he discovered a great black magic. (Narrows his eyes) Maybe even the evil witch who was sealed in the magic ball by Lady Barria!

Emma: But how...oh! (The howling hits the stage as Lord George - Emilio, now in Mike's peasant costume - Nyles, and Jessie lead several men in wolf-makeup and clothing like Andrew's on leashes and chains. The Wolf Men sniff around, howling and thrashing.)

Jessie: Do we HAVE to use these guys, Georgie? They're scary and they smell like wet dog!

Emilio: Yes, we do! They're our best hope of finding them!

Jessie: But they're UGLY!

(The wolf-men sniff around, howling and barreling through people, who scream and hurry into the "houses" as fast as they can.)

Baker: I don't-a know about you ladies, but I'm gettin' outta here! (He throws a "closed" sign on his shop, grabs his wares, and ducks into a "house" next to his booth.)

Emma: I'm wondering if he has the right idea.

Daphne: I'm wondering that, too.

(The two hooded figures come out of the little hut on the right. The brown figure's basket is now empty. The largest Wolf Man in the tattered red velvet noble's costume sniffs at the brown-cloaked figure.)

Brown Cloaked Figure: (Softly...but loud enough to vaguely hear a familiar Texas accent) Go on now! Shoo! Scat!

*Davy reveals a bone from his robes * tosses it, garnering the Wolf Man's attention.*

Davy: You know, 'e seems familiah some'ow.

Mike: (Softly) Yeah. I know that red cape, and the way he walks, even as a wolf. (Grabs Davy as several more Wolf Men come into the square) Let's get to the next house. We'll be able to keep an eye on them from there.

Davy: Don't 'ave to tell me twice.

(They manage to duck into the house before the wolf-men can come after them again. Several of the wolf-men gather around Emma and Daphne, sniffing them and pawing them.)

Emma: Hey! (She pushes one away) What do I look like, a dog biscuit?

(They pull Emma and Daphne over to Emilio, Nyles, and Jessie.)

Emilio: Well, well, look who we've run into again?

Andrew: Master, this is woman who was in mirror. She is White Knight's mate.

Emma: I'm nothing of the kind!

Emilio: I know who she is.

Jessie: Master, do you think they'd save them again if they knew they were in trouble?

Emilio: I'd say it's very possible.

Emilio: Let’s test that theory. We'll tie them to a couple trees, for starters.

Emma: No! (She struggles, but the wolves take their swords and staffs and drag them over to a tree center-stage near the painted "road." Nyles, Jessie, and some of the wolves tie the two Guardswomen to the tree with heavy rope.)

Jessie: Ok, we got them up there. Now what?

Emilio: *goes to Emma* I think they'd make great Wolf Women.

Emma: You'll not turn me into a monster, you lunatic! (She spits in his face)

Jessie: You're gonna make them wolves, too? Maybe they'll be prettier wolves.

Emilio: *wipes off his face* I think I will. They deserve it.

Mike: (He ducks his head out of the hut; he's not wearing his hood) Oh no! David, the girls! They have the girls again!

Davy: *also ducks his head out; not wearing his hood* Not again!

Mike: We must save them! (But the Wolf Men gather around them as they hurry into the square)

Emma: Who's there? (She turns to the wolves)

Mike: (He and Davy quickly pull their hoods over their heads) Hold on, ladies! We're comin' for 'ya!

Emilio: And who do we have here?

Mike: (Heavier accent) No one you know, creep.

Andrew: (Sniffs at Mike) He smells familiar, Master.

Emilio: He does, does he? How about the other one?

Andrew: (Sniffs at Davy, who giggles as Andrew's whiskers run over his arms and cheeks) He smells familiar too!

Mike: Dave! (Nudges him)

Davy: Sorry, but it tickled!

(Mike smacks Andrew over the nose when he tries to sniff further.)

Mike: Keep that nose to yourself, boy!

Andrew: (Rubs his nose) You hurt!

Emma: (Screams as Emilio comes closer to them) Help! He's going to turn us into monsters!

Mike: Stop right there, pal! (He starts towards Emilio...but three of the Wolf-Men block him. He pulls out his sword) Kid, get the girls!

*Davy attempts ducking around the Wolf-Men, but one clocks him on the head. Davy drops, "out cold," though it’s obvious the Wolf Man’s "paw" never touched his head.*

Mike: Lad, oh no! (He tries to make his way over to Davy, but the Wolf Men surround him)

Emma: (As Andrew takes Davy into his arms) Let the poor boy go!

Emilio: Not a chance!

("Randy Scouse Git" begins as the Wolf-Men close in on Mike. Emilio reaches over to remove the hood on Davy's cloak.)

Mike: Oh no, you don't! (He lets out a loud whistle in time to the music that brings the Martians and the Angellettes out from behind "building" fronts, fake trees, and booths. Mike does a double-take at the Angellettes.)

Mike: What are you fair maidens doing here?

Audrey: (She pulls out a staff) We were in town and thought we'd join in the fun!

John: The more, the merrier! (He nods at the tree where the girls are tied) Come on, Fearless Leader. You and I will save the Kid and the girls. We'll let the others handle the Captain, his assistant, and the monsters.

Mike: (Nods) Right. (They fight their way over to Emilio as Nyles and Jessie tie the unconscious Davy to a second tree.)

(Mike steps in front of the trees, blocking Emilio from the others. John takes on Nyles, while Audrey confronts Jessie.)

Emilio: Move it!

Mike: Not until you release my apprentice and these two women.

Emma: Be careful, White Knight! He has many dirty tricks up his sleeves!

Emilio: Not a chance, White Knight!

(John pulls out his staff...but reels back the moment he smells Nyles' breath. Geez, that could kill a moose! He hands Nyles a large breath mint.)

*Nyles pops it in his mouth, grinning.*

(Audrey and Jessie engage in exchanging nail-filing tips.)

(The Angellettes play fetch with two of the Wolf Men.)

(Danny and Marcus throw bones off-stage. Two of the wolf-men go after them...and we hear crashes, bangs, and "oofs." They don't return.)

(Chris fights another Wolf-Man...but ends up scratching his back.)

Mike: Let the women go, Lord George.

Emilio: No way!

(Emma nudges Daphne and tries to break the ropes...)

*Daphne nods.*

(John and Chris surround Nyles, their swords at the ready. They march him over to the tree. Audrey and Jessie join them, laughing and chatting. They sit down by the tree, too. Lillian and Danny until Davy as the others tie Nyles and Jessie to the tree.)

Mike: (As the others join him, Marcus holding up Davy) We've got you now, Lord George!

(He doesn't see Andrew go up to Emma and hold his sharp nails to her throat.)

Emilio: *DOES notice Andrew* Oh, that's what YOU think.

Emma: (Screams) White Knight!

(She falls against the tree as Daphne manages to pull away from the ropes.)

Mike: Good work, girl!

Audrey: Here! (She tosses Daphne her sword, which she recovered from the Wolf-Men)

*Daphne starts working on cutting Emma's ropes.*

Mike: Let her GO! (He slashes the Wolf-Man on the arm. He screams and holds his arm, letting Emma go)

Andrew: You HURT Wolf! You...you...you Knight!

Mike: Yes, I am the White Knight of Legend. I will defend these innocent maidens, who have done no harm to you, and all of the people of this town.

Andrew: You HURT Wolf! You hurt Master!

Mike: Your Master is a cheat, a scoundrel, a coward, and a liar!

Emilio: Thank you!

Andrew: You'll not say such things!

Mike: I could say much worse. I know what he's done to the people of this town. They're struggling to survive, almost starving, because he wants to add more money to the treasury!

Andrew: He's my Master, and he is good!

Mike: Not from where I'm standing.

John: (As Emilio comes over to Emma with a purple felt bag) Oh man, watch out!

Mike: NO! (He runs into Emilio. They land with a clatter on the stage. Andrew grabs Mike and tries to scratch him, but Mike pulls away. The two wrestle as Mike tries to reach for his sword.)

*Emilio reclaims his felt bag, which now has something quite long sticking out of it.*

John: (As some of the other Wolf-men wander in from off-stage, dazed) Leader!

Mike: No! (He desperately reaches for his sword again while trying to hold off Andrew with the other hand)

Emma: What's in that bag, George?

Emilio: A VERY special sword!

Emma: What?

Mike: EMILY!

*Daphne manages to grab hold of Emilio's bag, slipping it from his hands!*

Emilio: No! The sword!

Mike: Maid Daphne, over here! (John, Marcus, and Danny run over to hold off the remaining Wolf Men as Chris hurries off-stage)

*Daphne runs to Mike and hands over the bag.*

Mike: Thanks, darlin'. (He pulls the sword out of the large bag and quickly smacks Andrew on the other shoulder with it. They both spring away. Andrew goes after Mike again, but he manages to duck away, letting Andrew run into two other Wolf Men, knocking them all over.)

Andrew: Dark-hair maid did it! She give Knight the sword! (Holds his shoulder) Knight hurt Wolf again. He's a bad Knight!

Mike: (Holds the sword at Emilio) And I'm gonna get even worse if you don't let that nice lady go.

(Chris finally rides up with a carriage. Three "horses" - horse-like wood figures on moving platforms - roll behind it.)

Chris: Hey, looked what followed me here?

(Mike goes to Emma and cuts her down with his sword. She falls into his waiting arms.)

Mike: Hi, darlin'.

Emma: (Dazed) Oh mannnn... (Mike gives her a long, lingering kiss, which only makes her more dazed)

Emilio: No! No! No!

Mike: Oh yes, yes, yes. (John and Danny keep Emilio at bay as Mike and Marcus help the ladies onto the "horses." Mike frowns at the still-dazed Emma.)

Mike: Maid Daphne, take Lady Emily home at once. I hope she's not catching a fever. I know tomorrow is the Court Ball.

Daphne: At once, Sir!

Audrey: (She and the other Angellettes climb onto the remaining horses) We'll make sure they ain't attacked on the way, Sir.

Mike: Thank you, Maid Audrey.

Audrey: Anytime, Fearless Leader. (She turns the "horses" around, and they ride off-stage.)

Emilio: All right, that's it! *pulls a sword seemingly out of nowhere* I've had enough of this! I want a duel, White Knight!

Mike: (Pulls out his sword) With pleasure, Lord George.

Emilio: I must warn you, Knight, I am a skilled swordsman.

Mike: So am I, Your Lordship. I've been working with a sword all my life. I was head of our Royal Forces during the Gilbralda-Belgravia Wars.

Emilio: Ah, a worthy opponent. It's about time. *thrusts*

Mike: I've seen you, Your Lordship. You were more like a child waving a short stick around during the war. You're better with knives in close combat. (He also thrusts)

Emilio: I appreciate the compliment, but could do without the teasing.

Mike: (Whispers to Emilio when they're close up) No, serious 'Milio, Micky’s awful with long swords. I'm not sure why Em wrote this scene in.

Emilio: *grins; whispers* I'm really good with them! I've been practicing! Let’s really duel!

Mike: (Also grins) Don't have to tell me twice! The only one I ever get to practice with is Davy, and I know all his moves by now!

Emilio: I'll do my best to not disappoint, then.

Mike: (Out loud) En Guarde, you dirty sidewindin' pig! (He thrusts again, and harder)

Emilio: *parries; blocking the thrust* Ha ha! You underestimate me, Knight! *thrusts*

Mike: (Swings) You'll never work your black magic on me, you blaggard!

Emilio: *blocks* We shall see about that! *swings*

Mike: (Swings again) Where did you find this magic? It's been said that you've dabbled in magic before, but nothing like the power you seem to possess now!

Emilio: *smirks* Wouldn't you like to know? *thrusts*

Mike: (Parries and thrusts at Emilio's shoulder) Yes, I would! Power like this doesn't just appear from out of nowhere, Your Lordship!

Emilio: *dodges the thrust and parries* Perhaps, but I still refuse to tell you! *swings*

Mike: (Parries and pushes Emilio closer to the tree) There's somethin' wrong with you, George, and Lauren, too. You never acted like this before the war.

Emilio: There's nothing wrong with us. *thrusts harder*

Mike: Yes, there is! You're taxin' the heart and soul outta the people of Lone Star Manor, and you've done SOMETHING to poor King Peter, who has his own problems. (He parries the thrust and finally gets Emilio against the tree)

Emilio: *frowns, trapped against the tree* I still refuse to tell you.

Mike: (Finally disarms him) If you ain't gonna tell me, we might as well say good-bye. (John tosses him some more rope. He waves the sword, and the rope wraps around Emilio, tying him to the tree)

Emilio: You haven't won, White Knight!

Mike: Not yet, but I will! (He jumps in the carriage. Chris moves into shotgun and Mike takes the reins) Ok boys, our work here is finished. Let's go! (The carriage takes off across and off the stage.)

Emilio: Heeeeeeelp! Let me go!

Andrew: (Stumbles over to Mike, clutching his wounded shoulder) Master, they've escaped! (He begins untying Emilio as well as he can)

Emilio: I can see that.

Andrew: Master, I know that man. He is familiar.

Emilio: *nods* He is VERY familiar. I wonder...

Andrew: He favored the Queen's Head Guard. (Thoughtful) No wonder. She is very pretty.

Jessie: (As the other wolf-men release her and Nyles) Man, I'm feelin' cramped down here! (Grins) No offense, Surfer Boy.

Nyles: No problem, chick!

Andrew: (As the Wolf-Men help Emilio, Jessie, and Nyles to their feet) What do you wonder, Master?

Emilio: I wonder...no, I'm almost positive I know who that is, but I have no proof.

Jessie: Isn't everyone gonna be at that ball tomorrow? Maybe they'll come, too! After all, the members of the Court are supposed to be pickin' suitors!

Emilio: That will be the place of our next attack. We WILL get those two and reveal them for who they really are.

Jessie: Uh, yeah!

Andrew: (Bows) Yes, Master.

Nyles: ...Who are they? ;)

*Emilio just glares at Nyles and rolls his eyes.*

(And we end with the curtain closing as the stagehands ready the castle set.)