02x01 - A Nice Place to Visit

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Hello. This is the last
show of the season,

and we'd really like to
thank you for watching.

A lot of groovy things have
happened to us this year,

and we really appreciate it.

Have a dime for a cup of coffee?

That's David Jones. He's a
young thingy, don't you know?

You wanna go help an old
man across the street?

No.

Well, I want you to go help
an old man across the street.

Anyway, just stay tuned; we think
we have something real groovy for ya.

We want you kids to see what happens
to us on the day of a concert.

It's a night of a concert.

The night of the concert.

Night. Night of a concert.
He'd be a good fella

if he just build up his
self-c-self-self-confidence.

Here we come
Walkin' down the street

We get the funniest looks from
Ev'ry one we meet

Hey, hey, we're the Monkees
And people say we monkey around

But we're too busy singing
To put anybody down

We're just tryin' to be friendly
Come and watch us sing and play

We're the young generation
And we've got something to say

Hey, hey, we're the Monkees
You never know where we'll be found

So you better get ready,

We may be comin' to your town

The Monkees brought
to you by Kellogg's

K-E double L, O double good,

Kellogg's best to you

It's my coat.

Well, why didn't you
bring a big sign?

Because we didn't have enough time!
Nobody knew about it 'til just now!

No, I haven't seen my daughters, my son,
but I do believe they're up there.

...heard on the radio,
we came rushing down here-

- About nine o'clock.
- Why?

Because we love 'em!
They're so great!

Is that the group... Monkees?
I thought it was the Rolling Stones!

We want the Monkees!
We want the Monkees!

Davy! Davy!

Are you waiting for the Monkees?

No, I'm waiting for Elvis.

How many ahead of us?
Two ahead of us. Motorcycles.

It's the morning, man,
what can I tell ya?

The thing that's odd is
because everybody laughs at

me because I use all the
preparations and all things that a,

that a girl uses, I use it
on my hair too, you know.

Some of you people are
up very early, man.

It's a drag.
I think someone's following me.

Okay, give me a big sandwich.

What's happening?
Oh, there's my purse.

I am picking the sandwich up.

I am putting the sandwich in my mouth.
I am biting the sandwich.

I don't know what that one is.

Oh, well, sure, why not. Extravagant?
A dollar twenty, right?

Don't be ridiculous.

I mean, you give 'em a dollar
fifteen and keep 'em in their place.

Oh. Sorry.
I better, I better go.

Will somebody go and wake Micky up?

Hello, is-can I have Micky's
room please, Micky Dolenz?

Ohh, Micky!

You ain't got no wings, you chicken.
I've met your type before.

You don't have any wings.
Don't come near me!

Ooh. I noticed you've been
chasing me all this time.

Now, things are gonna change,
man. I am gonna chase you.

You ready? Go. Run. Run.
No, you're chasing me.

Oh, darn! Oh, we got to get one for Cam!
Where's your piece of paper?

Over here, I don't care.

Quick, quick, would you put to Cam,
to Cam, C-A-M. To Cam.

I'm good for an amateur.
Middling, I guess is what you'd call me.

I'd like a nice rough one.

He's good; he's been a jockey.

I just wanna go bareback, man, I'm-

What do you think of the
long hair styles these days?

My goodness, your hair is
as long as mine, huh!

Are you a boy or a
girl, ha ha ha ha!

Do you realize you have a
Monkee on your back?

I just wanna ride you, man, you know.
You ever wanted to ride a person?

I don't wanna say that, uh,
you're a horse, but you're no deer, dear.

If you do a good job there,
nice horse, and don't throw me off,

and be careful, 'cause
I don't have any boots on.

How long do you plan to be out now?

Three or four days,
we don't know, man.

Well, here we are back
again, the same spot.

I gotta tell ya, these boots are awful thin.

They weren't madefor walking, baby.

Reports have it that
the Monkees are

getting closer to KRUX
and the Shannon program.

A matter of minutes before
the Monkees hit KRUX!

Here is this.

What is this? Lenny, get out of
the radio station, man! Totally away!

What's going on here?
Go away, everybody!

What are you, what are you doing?!
Can I get back in there?

Go away, will ya please?!

Uh, where's the disc jockey?

Taking Monkee requests, call in,
KRUX farm report. Tell 'em.

We've, uh, got the farm report here.

Uh and they're, are cows is up fourteen
and chickens is down twenty-seven and, uh,

pigs is down thirty-seven and most of
the javelina hogs is just fine like they is.

We're gonna go into
our mail bag now

with a letter here from
Mr. Leonard T. Kretchlow.

Every morning I get up about seven
thirty and wander out into the yard.

There I notice that several of my
chickens is now laying on the ground,

cold and stiff with their
feet in the air.

Could you tell me, possibly,
what is wrong with them?

Mr. Kretchlow... Mr. Kretchlow,
your chickens are dead.

- That's the KRUX farm report.
- Chickens are dead.

You tell me that you've
never been this way before

You tell me things I know
that I've heard somewhere

You're standing in the places and
you're staring down through faces

That bring to mind traces of a girl,

a girl that I knew somewhere

I just can't put my
finger on what it is

That says to me, watch out,
don't believe her

I can't give any reasons girl,
my thoughts are bound down in a whirl

I just can't think who in
the world was that girl,

I know I met her somewhere

Someway, somehow this
same thing was done

Someone, somewhere
did me this same wrong

Well goodbye dear,
I just can't take this chance again

My fingers are still
burning from the last time

And if your love was not a game,
I only have myself to blame

That's as maybe, I can't explain,

just ask the girl that
I knew somewhere

And if your love was not a game,
I only have myself to blame

That's as maybe,
I can't explain

just ask the girl that
I knew somewhere

Well, since we took over
the radio station,

we thought we'd find us the prettiest
little eighteen year old girl

that we could and bring her
into the station and talk to her.

And we're on the air now,
be cool. Let me ask you,

if you really found out that
none of us could play a note

and couldn't carry a tune in a bucket,
would you hate us?

- No.
- No.

Why, why is that?

Well, because you're putting people
on pretty good if you don't.

Ha ha ha ha, that's great.
Okay, well, for those skeptics out

there who still don't believe
we don't play our own instruments,

come down and tell 'em you know
me, and I'll get you in free.

...the W.C. on, that's that light stuff.

Sorry, if he wants to do light, he can-

- I don't think he knew.
- it's just a matter of getting color.

Peter stated it real well.
Your life when you go out on the road turns

into an endless tunnel of just
limousines and airplanes and hotel rooms.

And all of a sudden there's
one brief period of light,

and that's when you walk out
there on the stage, you know.

And it all seems worthwhile.

Take the last train to Clarksville
And I'll meet you at the station

You can be be here by four thirty
'Cause I've made your reservation

Don't be slow
Oh, no, no, no

Oh, no, no, no

And it's love you bring,
No that I can't deny,

With your wings,
I can learn to fly,

Mary, Mary, Mary
Are you gonna with me

Are you gonna with me, Mary.
Mary, Mary

Thank you!

Mary! Mar-Mar-

Great, fantastic concert!

They're unbelievable out there!
It was incredible.

Mary, Mary, Mary!

Oh, man!

Heh heh.

Where ya going...

Mary-Mike?
Davy? Peter?

- They're waiting for you.
- Go man.

A big round of applause
for Peter Tork.

Thank you!
Thank you so much!

Well I married a wife
in the month of June,

Married her up by the
light of the moon.

We live down on cr*pple Creek.
We've been there about a week.

I'm a-goin' down to cr*pple
Creek, I'm goin' on a run.

Goin' down to cr*pple
Creek to have some fun.

After a concert,
my ears are ringing for..

around twelve hours, and after a number
of days of this kind of thing,

you, you really need some
absolute quiet for a while.

And, uh, it's not, it's not fun
to avoid people all the time, you...

spend all your time
running from, that's nowhere.

So, you, you walk, just,
uh, a little green,

and a little quiet, you hope,
if you can find it any place.

Helps if you can."

I'm a-goin' down to cr*pple Creek,
I'm goin' on a run.

Goin' down to cr*pple
Creek to have some fun.

Goin' to cr*pple Creek
to have some fun.

one, two, Three and...

Thank you!
Thank you very much!

And now, ladies and gentleman.
Mr. Mike "Wool Hat" Nesmith!

You can't judge an apple
by looking at a tree

You can't judge honey
by looking at the bee

You can't judge a daughter
by looking at the mother

You can't judge a book
by looking at the cover

Oh can't you see
Oh you misjudge me

I look like a farmer, but
I'm a lover

Can't judge a book
by looking at the cover

I used to cut class and
take a chair and go and

sit in the middle of the
stage-huh huh-and look,

and look out at this empty house,

and just play, like it was
full of people screaming.

And, uh, and I kept thinking
to myself, "Someday, man, someday".

But it's still the same place.
Instead of thinking,

"Well, I've made it", I keep thinking,
"Someday, man, someday".

You Can't Judge A Book
By Looking At The Cover

And now, here is the world's
best looking m*dget, Davy Jones!

I wanna be free

Like the warm
September wind, babe

Say you'll always be my friend, babe

We can make it to the end, babe

Again, babe, I've gotta say

I wanna hold your hand
Walk along the sand

Laughing in the sun
Always having fun

Doing all those things
Without any strings to tie me down

How many days-I've lost, man,
I lose track of time.

I don't know what-I couldn't
tell you what day it was today.

I, you know, you got every-at home,

you got everything worked out from
hour to hour or from minute to minute.

Here, you know, you, you don't
what you're gonna do.

Like, uh, I got up this morning
at eleven o'clock,

and I went over there and played
with the damn-with the swan for an hour.

You played with-why did
you play with the swan?

I don't know. It looked lonely.

I wanna be free

Like the warm
September wind, babe

Say you'll always be my friend, babe

We can make it to the end, babe

Again, babe, I've gotta say

I wanna be free

I wanna be free

I wanna be free

I wanna be free

There he is, the hardest
working man in show business.

None other than Micky "James Brown"
Dolenz! One, two, three, four!

I got a woman

way over town

She's good to me

This morning, I went to this house
that, uh, a man had built all by himself,

and I really got hung up on it,
'cause, uh, when I was a kid, I,

I used to build a lot of things.

And I know I've got a lot going for

me with the music and
the show and everything,

but, but still, uh, someday,
I'd, I'd like to make something,

something that'll last.
Something important.

Something I, I can say is my own.

I got a woman

I got a woman

I got a woman

I got a woman

Thank you!
Thank you very much!

I'm not your steppin' stone
I'm not your steppin' stone

I'm not your steppin' stone
I'm not your steppin' stone

Come on, get in the car, fellas.
Come on, let's get going.

Shut the door.

Love was out to get me
That's the way it seemed

Disappointment
haunted all my dreams

Then I saw her face,
now I'm a believer

Not a trace of doubt in my mind

I'm in love, I'm a believer
I couldn't leave her...

We'd like to thank everybody
for making it a wonderful stay.

We'd like to thank the
Rolling Stones for being a great group.

We'd like to thank the
Mamas and Papas for making it good.

We'd like to thank Lovin'
Spoonful for making it happy.

But most of all, we'd like to thank the
Beatles for starting it all up for us.