Davy: What's happened to Peter?
Mike: Well, eh, he's probably not back from his dream yet.
Micky: Impossible, man, Peter doesn't dream.
Mike: You're telling me it was unbelievable. You think that was something, you ought to see what happens after the commercial.
Davy: [Micky, Mike and Davy cram into a telephone booth to change into Monkeemen] Hold it!
Micky: What, what?
Davy: Look at that:
Mike: What do you mean, hold it?
Davy: [starts to read a sign] Federal Law W443 paragraph 7 prohibits the use of any public phonebooth for the purpose of changing into or out of secret identities.
Micky: [gasps] But if we don't change into our secret identities, the entire television audience is doomed!
Davy: Hey, look, look, it's the Heat!
[Telephone Co. van drives by]
Wizard Glick: My maniacally warped plan is almost complete! At last! And soon it will be Twelve O'Clock! Heh... heh, could you die? And they will! And then I will pull the Main Power Switch... which will activate the Magentic Freeble Energizer... which will release the incredible power of The Frodis! And with aid of villainous henchmen, I will control the minds of millions!
Wizard Glick: Now what is it? My goodness.
Henchman: Well, It's the Monkeemen monitor. It ain't been activated for years.
Wizard Glick: Those incredible swine!
Henchman: Not swine, Monkees.
Micky: [reading from the Monkeemen manual] To dispose of a two-headed Org, jump up and down three times, roll a head of cabbage and giggle.
Mike: Hey, wait a minute, guys, you know what? It's seven thirty, six thirty central time. It's time for The Monkees. I wonder if anybody around here has got a television set?
Micky: Oh man, if we could only get in touch with somebody...
Mike: How about Peter?
Micky: No, he's at the pad.
Mike: I... Mental telepathy!
Davy: Oh, oh, you mean that psychedelic stuff?
Mike: Yeay, all the groups are doing it, you know, psycho jello.
Peter: This is incredible. I feel as if I though I were being compelled to move by a chant from the transcendental meditations of an Indian Mystic.
Micky: [disembodied voice] No Peter, it's a chant I got with a cereal box-top.
Micky: [cut to Micky and Mike in Eastern garb] Nam-Myoho-Renge-Kyo, it's working, it's working...
Mike: How do you know, how do you know?
Micky: I saw the last scene... I saw the last scene...
Wizard Glick: [schrieking with laughter] I'll press the Freeble Energizer button there.
Wizard Glick: It's working, it's working!
Cop: Hey, it's eight thirty, seven thirty central. Time for Dragnet. Anybody got a TV set around here?
Davy: [Nyles is staring blankly at the TV] Nyles! Oh no, has the TV got you too?
Neighbor: What TV? Man, I'm always like this.