Here's Hour 3 of our ongoing (and back-on-track!) series:
While Agent Mike Doyle confronts his unlikely doppelganger, former child-star Ricky Schroder in an epic battle of the wills, Schroder's partners in mischief and terror meet to plan out their nefarious plot against the free world!
INT. RAMADA INN. GARY COLEMAN'S SUITE.
Danny Bonaduce and Mindy Cohn are sitting uncomfortably on a twin bed together. Kirk Cameron is sitting on a corner chair, reading from Gideons Bible to pass the time. The door swings open and the pitter-patter of feet is heard, but no person is visible.
DANNY BONADUCE (perking up from his slouch)
Is that you Coleman?
A boyish giggle is heard from behind the twin bed.
Dude, enough of the games, just tell me the Continental breakfast was still available. I need a GODDAMN cheese Danish!
KIRK CAMERON (head jerking up from the Bible)
Sorry, Cammy. (turns to bed) Gary, are you gonna make me come underneath the bed to get my Danish.
Danny Bonaduce looks over and sees Mindy Cohn paying extra attention to what's transpiring.
Gary, you're getting Mindy excited. Just give me the Danish and put this little episode behind us.
A shadowy figure bolts from underneath the bed and climbs the curtains and hides in the lampshade.
KIRK CAMERON (standing and placing his hand cautiously on Danny's shoulder)
Danny, that's not Gary Coleman! That's someone... something else. (holds up the Bible) The Power of Christ compels you! Away with you, Hell beast!
Suddenly GARY COLEMAN enters the hotel room.
GARY (all huffy)
Man, what's going on in here? Are y'all scaring our newest team member?
Whatchu talkin' 'bout, Gary?
Fool, that's Emmanuel Lewis up in that lampshade. Did you upset him? Get out of my way!
Gary walks over to the lampshade and looks up at his hidden friend. After a few grunts and clicking noises from the lamp, Emmanuel Lewis finally drops down and lands on Gary's shoulder. Gary feeds him a nondescript piece of food, probably a dog biscuit of some sort. Emmanuel Lewis devours the vittles. Mindy Cohn makes a groaning noise. Gary shrugs his shoulders and tosses a dog treat at Mindy, which she snaps out of the air with zeal.
Holy Mother of-
Uh-uh, Danny. What did I tell you about swearing? I can't enter His Kingdom if I'm surrounded by people who take the Lord's name in vain.
Sorry, Cam-- I want you to get in there, trust me. (To Gary) So, is the Continental Breakfast over?
Sorry! (sighs) It's just those Ramada Inn Danishes are like methadone for me. (shakes his arms, trying to loosen up) Okay, so we're all here then?
Not quite, Ricky Schroder got picked up by CTU last night.
Where is he now?
He's at CTU here in Denver-- our "mole" is giving us a real-time feed on CTU's operations.
We have to abort the operation. If Ricky has talked to-
Cammy, babe- listen to what you're saying! Ricky Schroder is the hardest member of this team. This is the guy who sat through several years of Dennis Farina's bare-ass and he held strong. CTU can't make him talk. But we're a man short now. (looks at Gary and Emmanuel) Sorry.
Emmanuel Lewis makes some squishy noises and smiles. He then picks at Gary's afro, pulling out lint and other particles.
No, I can take the jokes.
Okay, so we need to fill Ricky's spot. Any ideas?
I could always call up Todd Bridges.
We got enough crack addicts in the room already, Gary, sorry. No, I think we need to call in someone special. He's our newest recruit-- he just got pinched for a DUI this year... here's his rap sheet (tosses it on the bed).
Mindy Cohn leans forward and smiles with approval. The spider-monkey Emmanuel Lewis starts clicking with glee.
INT. DARK ROOM.
A phone sits on the desk and it rings. A hand moves to pick it up, but we cannot see the person's face.
DANNY BONADUCE (VOICE)
It's me. Are you ready to make your bones with our crew?
The face of the person on the phone leans forward into the light.
HALEY JOEL OSMENT
I see dead people... they're in CTU!
NEXT TIME ON CTU DENVER-- The Former Child Actor's have to make immediate moves to enact their mysterious plot of terror while Agent Doyle has to turn elsewhere for answers...