Micky and Petra studied endlessly. They had gotten so good that they could almost, almost, finish each other’s sentences.
Tuesday evening after dinner, while the two were in a final “cram session,” Mike decided to express his nagging doubts about the whole thing.
“I still don’t know, Micky. Somethin’ about this just doesn’t feel right,” Mike said.
“Then just imagine how right $500.00 will feel,” Micky said laughing.
“I’m serious, Mick,” Mike answered flatly.
“Uh-oh, here comes “Papa Nez,”” Micky thought . He had to think fast to avoid a lecture on the eve of the show.
“Mike, I mean really. You know we’ve studied long and hard. We know all the right and near right answers,” Micky pleaded.
“Yeah, Mike. Besides, Micky says no one’s gonna get hurt,” Petra added supporting Micky. “You aren’t worried are ya, Peter?” Petra drug Peter into the conversation hoping for brotherly support.
“I’m really not for all this, but if you feel comfortable, I’ll support you. That doesn’t mean I won’t worry though,” Peter answered.
“I guess what Mike and Peter are concerned about Micky, is the fact that these game shows are gettin’ a bit wild in the stunts they use.” Davy said. “Remember the game where families compete and tha’ crazy obstacle they had to go through?”
“Once again, you guys are letting your imaginations run wild. First, this show is modeled after that show about young married couples. Second, didja ever see anybody get hurt or go through any wild obstacles courses on that?” Micky asked in a lawyer-like manner. The three other Monkees looked at each other and shook their heads. It seemed as if Micky had scored a point.
“Then, gentlemen, I rest my case,” Micky ended with a flourish.
“Here! Here!” Petra said applauding Micky’s “victory.”
"OK. You win Micky,” Mike conceded.
“Just remember guys, “To the victor go the spoils” and we’re gonna be spoiled with victory,” Micky laughed.
Little did Micky know that nothing could be more contradictory than the last part of his statement.