Everyone ready to hit Vegas?

Mike: As long as it doesn't hit back. :p

Micky: Why do we have to hit it? What'd it do to us? ;)

Davy: Let's just get a move-on. :p

(We open in a small hotel room in Las Vegas. It's clean but no-frills, with a TV on a stand, a closet, two dressers, two small beds, and a cot, with a rather tacky gold-olive-green-and-brown color scheme. The guys enter the room, still in their leather biking jackets and carrying their helmets and luggage.)

Mike: (Dumps his luggage on the bed) Welcome to our home away from home, guys.

Davy: It ain't the Plaza Hotel, but as long as there's nothin' that will bite us in 'ere, I'll live. (He sets his satchel down by the TV.)

Micky: *dumps his bag on the floor* I say we draw straws to see who gets the cot. ;)

Mike: Good idea, Mick.

Davy: (Dark blue light; straws appear) Ok, gentlemen, (grins) DRAW!

Micky: Funny, Dave. *pulls a straw; it's fairly short*

(Mike pulls a straw and compares it to Micky's - it's longer. Davy pulls the last straw. He compares it to the other two. It's the longest.)

Mike: Sorry, Mick. Looks like you're sleepin' on the cot. ;)

Micky: Me and my big mouth. :P

Davy: Well, mates, let's get settled in and go downstairs to check out the entertainment. ;)

Mike: I heard there were a couple of good shows tonight...

Davy: That ain't the entertainmet I 'ad in mind. ;)

Micky: Shows? Nahhhh. ;)

Mike: Maybe we could go for a walk or somethin', or check out the acts at Circus Circus, or go to the lounge..

Micky: ...Check out the casinos... ;)

Davy: Come on, Mike. We're in bloody Las Vegas! We want to do some gamblin', mate!

Mike: I don't know if that's such a good idea...

Micky: I've got a whole wad of ones and several rolls of quarters JUST for the purpose of gambling, man!

Mike: Yeah, but I know you guys, especially Micky. When you two start somethin', you don't want to finish until you've gambled away every cent you have and everythin' you own, includin' the shirt on your back. :p

Micky: Michael, Michael, Michael, you have SO little faith in us. ;)

Mike: The last time we were here, we almost got killed, arrested, AND you gambled away all the money we made from that gig! :p

Davy: At least we won't 'ave to do Babbitt's yard this time. ;)

Micky: That was last time. Besides, Lauren would kill me if we got arrested. ;) :P

Davy: And Daphne would kill ME.

Mike: Well, I guess an hour wouldn't hurt...

Micky: Now that's what I call compromise! ;) :)

Mike: (Nods downstairs) We've gotta get somethin' to eat, anyway. There's no casino here, but the big ones are just a hop, skip, and a jump away.

Davy: (Grins and winks) Why don't we do it the easy way?

Mike: And explain to management how we got in and out so quickly? :p

Micky: We'll appear just outside the door, then.

Mike: Well...(sighs) ok. (Mutters) I give in to you guys too easy. (Out loud) Who wants to do it?

Micky: Dave, it was your idea. :)

Davy: All right, mates! Just think "outside the door of the Stardust Hotel!"

(There's two dark blue lights and a blue light, and the boys disappear. They reappear on the sidewalk outside the hotel.)

Micky: That was fun.

Mike: (Looks around) We're lucky there ain't no one out here.

Davy: Mike, this is Vegas. They'd probably think it's a neon sign or somethin'. ;)

Mike: Well, what are we waitin' for? Let's find a casino and get somethin' to eat. ;)

Micky: Now, you're talkin'! :D

(Fade in on the boys as they head down the street, and fade in on a casino. The walls are navy blue, with silvery "stars" on the celing. The carpeting is blue and black, with silver "stars" sprinkled throughout. The card game tables and roulette wheels are laquered wood, and the slot machines are silvery. The three boys walk in at once, taking in the various kinds of people playing the games.)

Mike: Oh, man, everyone's wearin' suits and stuff. Maybe we'd better...change. ;) :p

Micky: *frowns* Anyone see a phone booth nearby? ;) :P

Davy: Funny, mate. This'll do. (Davy pulls them into the men's bathroom. They emerge a few seconds later. Mike wears his blue suit with a simple white silk shirt and blue paisley tie.)

Mike: (Puts his sunglasses on his head) Now we're ready to go in.

Micky: Not bad. *smooths the lapels of his suit...a purple suit* ;)

Davy: (His suit is white and black and open at the lapel with no tie) Amazin' wot the imagination can do. ;)

Mike: As long as no one asks where it came from. :p

Micky: Came from my closet. ;)

Davy: Well, men, let's take in the lay of the land. (Watches a cocktail waitress in a slinky black and silver gown saunter by with drinks) And we'll start there. ;)

Mike: (Elbows him) Don't forget what happened the last time, Dave...not to mention you have a steady girlfriend and Mick and I are very happily married. :p

Micky: ALL of the ladies will kill us if they find out we were "looking,"whether we really WERE or NOT. :P

Davy: 'Ow will they know?

Micky: They'll know. I don't know HOW, but they'll know. :P

(Davy appropriates drinks for them from another passing cocktail waitress as they hit the floor.)

Davy: Ok, who wants Pepsi, who wants Coke, and who wants root beer? :)

Micky: *makes a face* You expect me to make a decision like that? I'll take whatever you guys don't want. ;)

Mike: I'll take the root beer.

Davy: 'Ow about I take the Pepsi, and Mick gets the Coke? ;)

Micky: Well, at least I don't have to beat up the machine to get my drink. ;)

Davy: Nahh, it's easiah this way. ;)

Micky: Much. Besides, no tank. ;)

Mike: You're the last person in this planet who needs to be runnin' around in a tank, Mick. :p

*Micky sticks his tongue out at Mike.* :P

(The boys head for the floor, sipping their drinks.)

Davy: Ok, men, where should we start first?

Micky: *grins* I've gotta bunch of quarters that're DYIN' to be put into slots. ;)

Mike: Why don't we split up and meet back at the front of the casino in an hour? We'll cover more ground that way.

Micky: *nods* Fair enough.

Davy: And we don't 'ave a gig this time, so we don't 'ave to worry 'bout needin' rehearsal time or anythin' like that.

Mike: (Nods) Right. I'll see you boys around. (Sets his drink on the top of a slot machine and walks off)

Davy: (Grins at Micky) Ok, Mick, let's take on those slots. ;)

Micky: You got it, Shorty. ;)

("Penny Music" begins as we get a quick shot of the boys separating and walking to various slot machines or card games.)

(Mike stops at the roulette table, pushing between people. He bets on a number, which doesn't come up. He makes a face and moves on.)

*We see Micky, roll of quarters in hand. He puts a quarter in and pulls the handle. Nothing. He puts another quarter in. Still nothing. He puts another quarter in and gets three lemons. He holds a paper cup to the side of the machine and receives a cup of lemonade.*

(Mike puts a quarter into a slot. He gets three sevens...and is knocked over by seven big number sevens. ;) )

*The next time we see Micky, there's three empty paper cups set on top of the machine. There's one empty quarter roller, crumpled up, under the machine. He holds another, slightly more than half full roll. He gets two cherries and an orange. He holds one of the empty paper cups to the side and gets fruit punch this time.*

(Davy is following cocktail waitresses. ;) ))

*Micky moves on to a roullette table. He pulls out a couple ones and places one each on different numbers. The crowd around the table just gapes at him.*

(Mike, who now has a Band Aid on his face, goes to a card game. He sits down and plays blackjack. The dealer turns up an eight and an ace. Mike turns up a two and a ten. He picks up a third card, then uncovers it. A boxing glove springs out of the "card" and knocks Mike out. ;) )

(Davy walks around several lovely ladies, imitating Liberace...until the real Liberace turns up. They look each other over for several minutes, before Liberace pulls out a microphone and a candalabra and sits at a table for a duet. ;) )

(Mike now has a bandage around his head in addition to the Band Aid. He joins Davy and Liberace with a glittery version of Black Beauty.)

*Micky is now surrounded by paper cups. He crumples yet another empty quarter roller and tosses it behind him as he leaves the slot machine. He spots Mike and heads over to join them as the music ends.*