(When we last left off, Brad Munkus was being sent off to Cattonvale for some analysis by neurospecialists...)

VICKY: Although MUNKUSTRAP isn't the one who needs to have his head examined...

MATT: Don't say it.

(So what does he do about it? What EVERYONE does in a musical when a crisis arises! He SINGS...er, with a little help from our announcer.)

ADMETUS: It looks like Brad and Demnet are heavily amazed today. Here are some more prizes to amaze, here on Marriage Maze.

MUNKU: Dear blender

ADMETUS: You won't blend into the background with this in your home

MUNKU: Oh won't you help a first offender

Oh toaster

ADMETUS: Pop up in the popularity ratings!

MUNKU: Don't you put the burn on me...

ADMETUS: Look at this!

MUNKU: Refrigerator, why are we always sooner or later

Bi... (Jellylorum cuts him off)

JELLY: (stomping onto the set) Okee, too much swearing in this song. Let's move on.

DEM: But I didn't get to sing!

JELLY: I said, LET'S MOVE ON.

(Moving right along, the show resumes, as another tom brings in a wheelchair.)

ADMETUS: And now it's back to Marriage Maze. And for those of you who are Cattonvale watchers, here's our surprise guest. Yes, and heeeere's Bert!

GUS: Hey folks, it's Lonzo from the rest home!

ALONZO: Hey, Bert! (he slaps Bert a high five)

GUS: Hey, Lonzo!

ALONZO: I've come for Mr. Munkus.

GUS: Brad will learn to care in a surgical chair.

POUNCE: Sheesh, who writes this stuff? Whoever it is has got to be one of the greatest weirdos in the history of the world!

MATT: I'll tell Richard O'Brien you said that. I'm sure he'd be flattered.

(The audience cheers. Macavity and his henchcats are the ones who are the most audible.)

ALONZO: Nothing, uh, serious, I hope.

DEM: Oh no no, just a routine checkup.

GUS: Just a routine checkup, hey viewers?

(The crowd laughs, again, Macavity and his henchcats are louder than the rest of the cats.)

NUNZIO: Gee, you're in a chipper mood all of a sudden.

MAC: I found a copy of the script. What they're gonna put Munkustrap through is going to keep me in a good mood for a LONG time.

NUNZIO: But you said you respected the...

MAC: SHADDAP!!!!

NUNZIO: (mumbles something in Italian)

MAC: I HEARD THAT!

(Anyhow, Brad gets wheeled off to the hospital, as "Marriage Maze" ends.)

ADMETUS: Ha ha ha! Well, Bert's done it again, another rocky marriage is headed for intensive care.

GUS: The subject is committed. (the music stops and cameras go off, as Bert turns to the floor manager) As are we all.

POUNCE: No kiddin'.

TUMBLE: More like "we SHOULD be committed for being in so many parodies".

(We then hear the beginning of the medical drama "Cattonvale".)

ADMETUS: Cattonvale, the arrival. Introducing Brad and Demnet Munkus.

(We see Rumpmo and Grizion McKinley in the Cattonvale office.)

RUMPUS CAT: OK, I've been good about everything so far. But I look like a dork! I'm wearing a WOMEN'S bathing cap, for cryin' out loud!

MATT: It was the only one I could find that matched your fur color. And Cosmo McKinley IS bald. I'm going for accuracy.

RUMPUS: YOUR accuracy, MY humiliation! AURGH!

GRIZ: I don't see what the problem is...

POUNCE: Maybe it's because YOU'RE wearing a white coat in this one, and in reality, your behavior makes US want to call the cats in the white coats...

BANDERSNATCH: Uh, Pounce, she's past the insane thing, remember?

POUNCE: Sorry, forgot.

TUMBLE: However, YOU, on the other hand...

POUNCE: Tumblebrutus, you are SO dead.

TUMBLE: Where have I heard that one before?

MATT: GUYS! Longer chat, longer parody...

POUNCE & TUMBLE: Eep.

(SO ANYWAY, we're in the office of Drs. Rumpmo and Grizion McKinley...)

RUMPUS: Ah, Mr. and Mrs. Munkus, how wonderful to see you. I'm Dr. Rumpmo McKinley. And this is my sister and colleague, Dr. Grizion McKinley.

GRIZ: We understand you've been going through a rather trying time.

POUNCE: I'll say. Whenever we do a parody!

DEM: Well, yes, we have...

MUNKU: (cutting Demnet off) Now, now, now, listen, there...there's nothing really wrong with me. Demnet and I haven't been getting along too...(Lonzo injects Brad with a sedative)...well lately and I had a little... little trouble... (Brad suddenly passes out.)

MAC: I suddenly love Alonzo.

ALONZO: Uh, Macavity, we're acting. There wasn't anything in that needle.

MAC: There WASN'T? Grrrr...

DEM: Oh, Brad!

RUMPUS: Ooooh! Does he do this often?

DEM: No, he's never done this before.

RUMPUS: Good. Then there's still hope. Lots and lots of hope...

POUNCE: Unlike for our director, where there's no hope of curing his maniacal desire to cast Cats in parodies we don't really want to be in...

BANDERSNATCH: THAT'S ENOUGH, POUNCE!

GRIZ: If anyone can help Brad, we can.

(A nurse--Nurse Rumplelong--comes into the room.)

DEM: Well, he does need help.

POUNCE: (points at Matt) No kiddin'.

BANDERSNATCH: Don't make me get the duct tape.

RUMPUS: Ah, Nurse Rumplelong, you've arrived.

RUMPLE: Aowww, that wos real short naotice, becos the other monkeys...

TUMBLE: HEY! We're cats, not monkeys!

BOMB: And that was ANOTHER joke we've used way too many times.

GRIZ: Attend to Mr. Munkus.

RUMPUS: Just one or two formalities that have to be dealt with, Mrs. Munkus. A contract to be (whacks Nurse Rumplelong on her butt with the papers) signed.

MUNGO: 'Ey! Daon't do that to me beloved 'Teaza!

(Rumpus Cat turns on his fireball-red eyes and glares at Mungo.)

MUNGO: Roight. Shuttin' up naow.

DEM: Can I do that later, please?

GRIZ: Of course you can, Mrs. Munkus.

VERONI: And what we can do now is have an HTML break....

KEL: As the segues get worse and worse and worse...