(Back to the Simpsons' house, there are ambulances and cops there for the many people who fainted. The Monkees are on "I'm A Believer".)

Lisa: Who would ever thought old rockers could come so big again? And us kids really liking the music. Everybody from school is here.

Bart: I know Lisa. Tonight, I feel like the most popular kid at school.

Lisa: Well what would happen when the Monkees have to go back? Your popularity will decline and then after they realize you got them interested in a 30-year-old group, they beat you to a pulp.

Bart: Nothing I haven't handled before.

Jimbo (in a crying/sniffing tone): This music is so beautiful, it moves me. Mike's voice has never sounded better.

Carney (fat boy in white shirt): You like Mike too?

Jimbo: Well...

Carney: I know what you mean, man. It makes me want to start a band again. My last one died out when Carter became President.

Buzz (boy with long red hair): Why don't we? Me, you (points to Carney), you (points to Jimbo) and Nelson.

Nelson: I want guitar this time.

Jimbo: I'm the tambourine. (The four run off)

Selma: You know Patty, the way I see them play up there with their own interments and by the looks of it Peter does look smart and <sighs> cute, you don't have to buy me a taco salad, just a coke.

Patty: But first, we must get these guys phone numbers.

Selma: Mm Hmm

Smithers (talking to another guy next to him.): Davy Jones is just the cutest. So Is Micky Dolenz, and Peter Tork. But for some reason I think I'm starting to get this thing for Mike Nesmith.

Guy (sounding like Charles Bronson): I know what you mean buddy. Hey, would you like to go for a drink after this and talk about them?

Smithers: Love too.

(Cut back to the Monkees.)

Davy: For are last song tonight, we would like to play a little song that is one of my personal favorites: Daydream Believer.

(Crowd goes wild and the song starts up. Scene goes to Homer and Marge.)

Homer: Marge would you care to dance?

Marge: Oh Homey that is the sweetest thing. I would love to.

(Marge and Homer dance.)

(The next morning at the dining room table...)

Mike: So Mr. Simpson, what do you do for a living?

Homer: I work at the Springfield Nuclear Power Plant.

Peter (sinister): Oh one of those. (Peter says something in Mike's ear.)

Homer (sinister): Yeah, those. (Curiously;) Why?

Mike: Mr. Simpson, do you think we could come to the Power Plant with you?

Homer: Sure! You could entertain the troops on their break. (The Monkees laugh) I was serious.

(Before leaving for the Power Plant, the Monkees are talking when Lisa came in.)

Lisa: Hi guys.

Micky: Hi Lisa

Lisa: Tell me honestly guys, why do you guys want to go to the power plant?

Peter: Well Lisa no disrespect to your dad Lisa, but we don't like nuclear power and the pollution they put into waters and air and all the riots they cause.

Micky: And because of all that, we were thinking of a way to stop it.

Lisa: Really? Me too. I try all the time but I keep getting hit by the fact that my dad works for it and the whole town is run by it and if it wasn't for Burns' Plant the whole school would be shut down. That and I'm too little

Micky: You're not too little. Look at Davy.

Davy: Hey!

Mike: And sure you can come with us. It could help that we know somebody like your dad that knows how that place works.

Lisa: <giggle> Ha ha yeah, my dad...

Homer: Come on guys, let’s get to the Plant. I'll give you a tour of the whole place. (Whispering to Mike who is standing next to him) I'll even show you some places that people aren't supposed to see. Like the janitor’s closets.

Mike (politely): That'll be great Homer. Hey, is it all right if Lisa comes along?

Lisa: Please Dad? I've been extra good and I promise not to start any riots again.

Homer: Wait, don't you have school.

Lisa: Dad, it's Saturday.

Homer: Oh right, then why am I going to work?

Lisa: To make up for all those days you missed because you got locked in Moes after getting drunk last week.

Homer: Oh right, it is Saturday.

(At the plant, Homer is walking the five through the halls as the others look around.)

Homer: And this is where I started dancing drunk and vomited over the water fountain.

Micky: Yeah, that's nice Homer. So who's this Burns guy?

Peter: And is it true he's older than dirt?

Davy: Peter, where did you get that from?

Peter: Some guy on the radio was talking about him. Also, what is this in ter net?

Homer: Internet? Y'got me. Those Radio guys think up the darndest things don't they?

Lisa: Why don't you show them all where you work dad.

(At Homer's safety panel...)

Homer: And this is where I sleep.

Mike: You mean work.

Homer: Nope but don't tell my boss.

(In Burns' office with Smithers, Mr. Burns is looking at the security cameras at Homer with the Monkees and Lisa.)

Burns: Smithers, who is that over-weighted oaf and who are those four scrawny looking lollygaggers with him?

Smithers: That's Homer Simpson sir. One of your serving and loyal ne'er-do-wells from sector 7G. And the four boys with him are the Monkees: a popular music group and television series of the 1960s.

Burns: Ah yes, I remember their frantic running and romping back on the ol' visual tube. Well, let's call them up and see what sort of antics they have left in them.

Smithers: Yes sir.

(In Homer's office...)

Smithers: Simpson!

Homer: Ye-s-s Mr. Smithers?

Smithers: Mr. Burns would like to see you in his office post haste.

Homer: Yes sir. (Smithers begins to walk away then turns around again)

Smithers: Oh and bring your companions with you. Mr. Burns would like to see them as well.

Homer: Yes Mr. Smithers.

Davy: Hey, weren't you the guy...

Smithers: Uh...I've gotta run. (He runs off.)

(In Mr. Burns' office, the Monkees, Lisa and Homer all stand in a row next to each other in front of his desk.)

Mr. Burns: The Monkees 'ay? Nice to see you still up in your prime.

Micky: Still in our prime? I'm surprised an old geezer like you is still in your life.

Peter: Micky that was rude and inconsiderate.

Lisa: This is the man who owns this polluting, dirty, squalid, disheveled Nuclear Power Plant.

Peter: But Lisa, the word "geezer"?

Mr. Burns: But what did you really come here for? Surely you had no intention of entertaining this whole monstrous hull of ignoramuses that earn less than they’re worth.

Micky (whispering to Davy): Boy, Springfield sure does teach big words in their vocabulary.

Mike: Well Mr. Burns we kind of a problem with your power plant and what it brings to the town.

Mr. Burns: A problem with me plant? Oh P-shaw. This plant is as clean as it ever was. The building inspectors pass it with flying colors every month. (To Simthers:) Oh, that reminds me Smithers, we need to make a run to the bank before next week to pick up the bribe money.

Smithers: It's already in my day planner sir.

Peter: But, have you ever seen how bad it is to the land and the water. If you keep doing this we will all be dead by 2009.

Lisa: Mr. Burns, I have stood up and protested for closing down this plant and it never work because I was little. So will you listen to celebrities? Eight out of 10 people in the world learn from and listen to celebrities from commercials, public service announcements, and billboard ads everyday.

Homer (to Lisa): I thought you said you weren't going to do anything.

Lisa: It wasn't my idea; it was theirs (pointing to the Monkees).

Mr. Burns: No never! Smithers send them away.

Smithers: Maybe you should listen to them, Mr. Burns. They have been influencing the hearts of young Americans for 33 years now.

Davy: You mean we're still popular now?

Lisa (giggling embarrassingly): Yeah...ha...ha...

Mr. Burns: Never! Send them away with their romping TV self's.

Smithers: Yes sir.

(Outside of Mr. Burns’ office, the group walks out followed by Smithers.)

Smithers: Well, I'm sorry, guys but I have to carry through with Mr. Burns’ orders.

Micky: Don't you know how to stand up for your self? You just let him boss you around like that.

Smithers: Well Mr. Burns gave me this job and I totally love the guy...ah...for it. I would do anything for him.

Mike: Even if you do, you've got to learn how to stand up for yourself. We did and we got to have control over ourselves, but then it gets taken away by an uncontrollable twist of fate. So you could do it. (Puts a hand on his shoulder.)

Smithers: How do you suggest I do though?

Micky: Different discuses.

Davy: Different voices.

Peter: Running around helps too.

Smithers: All right. I'll do it. Anything for you guys.

Peter: Come on. Let's start a full-blown protest.

Lisa: And I know of a lot of people who would help.

(A little later about a thousand people including Smithers, Marge, and Bart are protesting, holding signs against the place saying "Down with Pollution" "No More Nucs...er...Power Plants" "Power is wrong if it's Nuclear".)

Lisa (to her family who is standing in the corner): Look at this. What an outcome. So many fans standing up for the Monkees.

Homer: You know what? I found out the Monkees music isn't that bad. They have some out of sight songs.

Lisa: We know Dad. You’ve said that for the past two days. And the phrase "Out of Sight" went out 30 years ago.

Homer: Ohhh but their just so Groovy to say. Well, I think the Monkees are in and that's all.

Bart: Yeah the Monkee rule! Power to the Monkees!

(Mr. Burns’ office, Burns stands glaring on his balcony looking down at the crowd.)

Mr. Burns (to himself): Look at them. Won't they ever lean that protesting won't work? I still keep coming back stronger. But somehow those Monkees are the cause of it all.

(In the Crowd, The Monkees are standing up higher over the crowd holding signs. Micky is holding a Megaphone.)

Crowd: Monkees Rule! Monkees Rule!

Micky (to the Crowd): What do we want?

Crowd: For Burns to shut down the Power Plant and start a more conventional and safer way of producing Energy for households.

Micky (to the crowd): When do we want it?

Crowd: Before 2009!

Micky (to the others): I think it's working.

(Lisa and Bart come up on the platform where the Monkees are standing)

Bart: You guys sure can cause a good protest. I haven't seen one this big since that bear came to our neighborhood.

Lisa: Or the town found out about the Burlesque house.

Bart: Or when Dad pealed that gummy candy off our baby-sitters butt.

(The Monkees look confusingly at each other.)

Mike: Yes, well, where we come from, protests are very common. You see...

Lisa: Yeah Vietnam and the hippie movement and Nixon and Watergate.

Peter: Nixon and Watergate?

Homer (calling up to the Monkees): Hey Monkees, sing some protest song.

Davy: Actually, we never really sang any real protest songs before...

Crowd: Sing! Sing! Sing!

Lisa: C'mon. Why don't you sing something with protesting title like "No Time?"

Micky: Yeah but Lisa...

Lisa: No just get the crowd to sing the refrain. That ought to teach Burns a lesson.

Mike: I get it. C'mon let’s try.

Micky (In the Megaphone): "No time!"

Mike, Peter, and Davy: "No Time...No time at all"

Micky: "No Time for you"

Others: "No Time...No Time at all."

Micky: "I got No Time Burnsy got lots of better things to do."

Other: "No Time No Time at all."

(Soon the whole crowd, Marge, Homer, Lisa, and Bart begin to sing the refrain over and over again. Up on the Balcony, Burns glares more.)

Burns: So now they have no time for me, 'ay? And they got better things to do 'ay? Maybe I should take out their leaders. But how?

(In Burns office, Burns sits at his desk as the Professor Frink stands in front of a chalk board with all sorts of unlegible equations and odd looking drawings)

Professor Frink: So you see Mr., Burns, if you give me the needed funds, I can construct, for you, a dimensional door that can suck the Monkees back into their own world so they can go back to their romping and singing and all their Hey Hey we're the Monkees....

Burns (evilly): Excellent. Now, to get them in there.

(Burns steps onto the balcony again.)

Burns (yelling): Fine. I can't take it anymore. You guys win. I will make this power plant more environmentally safe. Now if you could just step in here Monkees--

Lisa: How do we know you’re not up to something Burns?

Burns: Well of course I'm not little girl. Now come in.

Professor Frink (steps out on balcony): Mr. Burns, I just finished the dimensional door to bring the Monkees back to their own world.

Lisa: I know you were up to something. GET HIM!!

Burns (to Frink): Oh why couldn't you keep quiet for just five minutes.

(The now more riotous crowd starts running up to the power plant and start beating on Mr. Burns' door. Burns gets his hounds to stop them. The Hounds start beating down on Monkee, who are in the front of the mob. Davy looks at the hound with kind eyes and tells him to stop and turns to Mr. Burns. They then start pounding on him saying something that sounds like 'you made me beat up a Monkee’.)

Micky: Davy, since when could you do that with dogs?

Davy: I'm the Davy Jones. I can do anything.

Peter: I thought it only worked on girls.

Bart: I'd stop that conversation right there if I were you guys.

(Marge turns to Homer as they run into the office.)

Marge: Homer, get the door before Burns can use it. We could use that to get the Monkees back in their own time.

Homer: Right Marge.

(Homer grabs the door and starts slowly pulling it out the door and Professor Frink sees him.)

Professor: No not the dimensional door. Stop slowly lugging my door out of this office.

Homer: Sorry Professor but I need to take this before it's used for evil.

(As Homer continues to pull the door out of the office, Micky and Peter stand up on his desk.)

Micky: Hold it Hold it. This isn't right.

Peter: Stop. Peace. Stop the violence.

(The crowd stops and they all turn to the Monkees.)

Carl: Hey, wait a second. You mean this is all just some protest for peace?

Lenny: Yeah, I thought this was for cleaner air but peace?

Micky (in the Megaphone): Come on people of Springfield. Give Peace a Chance! Stop all the violence. Look at what it turns you into; you're all just one big Mr. Burns.

Peter (screaming down): Yeah a rich, successful, well off, old, and able to get anything you want.

Micky (to Peter): Yeah Pete. That would be sheer torture to be a Mr. Burns, wouldn't it?

(Down in the parking lot, Homer, now joined by Mike, Davy, and Bart, are still putting the door in the back seat of the Simpson car.)

Bart: Man, why is it all these doors that beam you to different dimensions have to be so darn heavy?

Mike: I think it's in some sort of inventors’ criteria.

Homer: Nah, it's just so people like us won't steal it and try to take it in their cars.

Marge: Oh my, gosh. Look at the crowd. Why are they getting all rowdy all of a sudden?

(Lisa runs up.)

Lisa: Guys, we have to get Micky and Peter. They started a riot for promoting peace.

Davy (to Mike): Have you noticed how much irony occurs in this town?

Lisa: Come on you guys we have to save them.

Marge: Mike and Davy, you two should stay here. And hold Maggie while I'm gone.

Davy (taking Maggie): All right Mrs. S. No problem

Marge (to her family): C'mon, we've gotta save them

(They all run off.)

Mike (to Maggie in Davy's arms, in a baby voice): Hey their Maggie. Are you having fun with us? Huh?

Davy: Mike, what're you doing?

Mike: I'm talkin' with a beautiful babe, do you mind?

Davy: She's my baby.

Maggie: <Suck Suck> (She hangs onto Davy and holds up a peace sign to Mike.)

Davy: That's right Maggie: Peace, Mike.

Mike: You have to get to all the babies, don't you? For once give me a baby.

Maggie: <Suck Suck>

(In Mr. Burns' office, Micky and Peter are up against his wall backed up by Mr. Burns and a small group of rioting people now as Marge, Lisa, Homer and Bart run up.)

Bart: How are we going to help them out of this jam?

Lisa: Dad, could you be a distraction?

Homer: Can I?

Bart: It's easy Dad. Just dance around and sing and act like an idiot.

Homer: Can do son.

(Homer then starts to do some crazy dancing and singing gibberish. Slowly the crowd slowing turning around to look at him.)

Carl: Look everybody Homer is trying to do something.

(At that moment Marge and Lisa started to get Peter and Micky out of the door. Then the crowd notices they get all winded up again.)

A person from crowd: They're getting away.

Another person: GET THEM!

Bart: Dad, I think it might now be a good time to RUN!

Homer: Why? (He looks at the angry mob of people.) Oh, the crowd. Right.

(Bart and Homer start running out the door with the crowd right behind them. Mike and Davy are already in the car.)

Mike: Well, can't I as least hold her?

Maggie: <Suck Suck> (She shakes her head and clings harder onto Davy)

Davy: Sorry man, the babe has spoken.

(Suddenly, the others hop into the car. Homer at wheel and drive off with the crowd chasing them done. They finally run out of the car into the house with Bart, Homer and Lisa carrying the door. They finally get it in the door when the crowd starts coming closer to the house.)

Marge: Homer, watch the door.

Homer: The what?

Marge: The door! Put the couch to the door. (To Monkees) I'm sorry it had to happen this way you guys.

Peter: That's all right. It was kind of fun.

(Mike, Micky, and Davy hit Peter on the head.)

Marge: Do you have the door set up?

Bart: Yeah, but how do you turn it on?

Lisa: The "on" switch.

(Close up of the "On" switch. Lisa then flicks it up and the glowing green light shines indicating that it's on.)

Marge: Guess this is good-bye. (Marge starts sniffing)

Micky: Don't cry Marge maybe we will see you soon.

Mike: If the people still here don't hate us.

Peter: Yeah what was with that?

(There comes pounding and yelling from the door and the windows of the house.)

Lisa: No time to talk you have to get out of here.

(The Monkees say good-bye again then they step in the door with the green light. The Simpsons watch for one-second. Then they step outside.)

Marge: Sorry but your late. They just left.

Crowd (to one another): They're gone; they're gone.

Moe: Come on. Let's go terrorize the Lovin' Spoonful. They were spreading' peace at City Hall.

(The crowd cries out riotous noises and walks off. The Simpsons walk back into the house.)

Lisa: Thank God that's all over.

Homer: You know, I'm kinda going to miss those guys.

Lisa, Bart, and Marge: Yeah.

Marge (turns on the TV): Hey look, they're on TV right now. Oh look, Peter's crying. <Giggle>

Bart: Maybe later. (He walks away)

Lisa: Yeah Mom, I don't want to watch them right now. I've had enough Monkees for one day. (She walks away following Bart's path.)

Homer: Marge, when are you going to get with the times? (He walks away.)

Marge <groan>: Well I least I want to.

(Marge sits on the couch for a minute then turns off the TV and walks in the kitchen. The screen goes black.)

Tory (sitting in Matt Groening's chair still): And there you have it. The Simpson/Monkees crossover. <Pause, smiling> Ahem <pause> Hey, you want to know something almost scary? During the entire ordeal, Homer never said "d'oh" once. Think about it.

(In the background, the sound of a head banging on something against a hard surface and Homer screaming "D'OH" extremely loud. Troy looks over then looks back smiling.)

Troy: Ahehe...I spoke a little too soon. Well, how about this: there was no Itchy and Scratchy show.

(A TV set clicks on in the background you hear the Itchy and Scratchy show theme song then Bart and Lisa laughing.)

Tory: Oh I give up. Tune in next week for more Simpson craziness.

(At the Simpson's front door, the modern-day Monkees open the door and peak in. Micky is in the front.)

Micky: We're ba-ack. <Bom Bom Bommmm>

(Cut to Credits)

THE END

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