by: KAW FROM LONDON
A CONCERT
THE MONKEES ARE AT THE STAGE WHEN GIRLS SQUEAL AND RACE TOWARDS THE STAGE!
MIKE: C'MON!
DAVY: LET'S GET OUT'A 'ERE!
TIME STOPS!
PETER: DID YOU REALLY SAY THAT?
DAVY: I GUESS SO. BUT I DON'T WANT MY SHIRT WRINKLED.
MICKY TRIES TO SHOO THEM AWAY WITH HIS DRUMSTICKS.
MIKE: C'MON, MAN!
FANS RUSH AT MICKY AND THE DRUMS FALL OVER! THE BAND ESCAPES BY JUST A FEW SECONDS AND THEY RUN DOWN THE HALL!
MICKY IS SHAKEN UP: NOW I KNOW HOW ELVIS FEELS.
MIKE: UH, HUH, HUH!
DAVY AND PETER LAUGH!
MICKY: HEY, IT'S NOT FUNNY! THAT COULD'A BEEN ME.
DAVY: THEY GOT ONE OF ME SHOES.
MIKE: WELL, FACE IT, MAN, YOU RAN OUT'A SOLE.
DAVY: 'AR! 'AR!
PETER: WHAT A WIT.
MICKY: SPEAK FOR YOURSELF.
THE OTHERS BURST OUT LAUGHING BUT PETER JUST LOOKS CONFUSED AGAIN.
