Backstage, Johnny Broadway's exhorting a couple of zombies to get onstage. Joan's quietly rehearsing her song to herself when suddenly she's startled by a pair of booted feet dangling above her head; it's Friedman, suspended from some kind of harness. He directs the guy working the pulley to move him up, not down, but instead he goes flying onto the stage and crashes into Elizabeth, who's singing away in her duet with the prom king. The audience starts laughing. Furious, Elizabeth pushes Friedman hard. Will tells Helen, "Maybe I'll cry this time." Someone offscreen -- I think it's Johnny Broadway -- hisses: "Get off the stage!" Friedman announces, "I'm looking for my unit!" Which, of course, gets big laughs at my house, because we're nine. Friedman looks to his right and says, "There they are. I found them." He runs off.

Joan runs up to Johnny Broadway: "Do something!" He's giddy: "I don't have to! They're loving it!" She marches over to Adam to complain about Johnny Broadway: "He's psycho!" Friedman comes rushing backstage at the pulley guy: "You are an inexperienced buffoon, Tuffy!" "Tuffy"? And I guess Friedman's the experienced buffoon who would know the difference. Elizabeth comes running backstage and punches Friedman in the face. Love it. Let's stay open to that process.

Onstage, lots of zombies are doing a rock-y number called "Bad Science." Helen and Will seem to be rather enjoying it. Shot of Johnny Broadway mimicking the routine backstage. As the number ends, another piece of the set is knocked down.

Backstage, Joan has her wig on now, and it's quite an affair: a long mess of curls with a big ratty crown. The blue lights around the headstones suddenly start flickering and buzzing alarmingly and Johnny Broadway bounces up and down, calling for Adam, who doesn't know what the problem is. Adam pulls his hood up and sneaks out behind the set to try to fix the problem as another number starts up. Crawling through the swirling fog, he tightens a connection and everything seems to be okay. As he starts to crawl back, the sparking and flickering gets worse and suddenly a small electrical fire breaks out. Johnny Broadway is concerned but relatively calm; Adam starts to freak but runs and grabs a latex mask, which he puts on his head, and a fire extinguisher, and crawls toward the fire. Johnny Broadway hangs by the side of the stage, happily gyrating along with the dance routine, as Adam stumbles between bits of the set to put out the fire. The cast is startled and then begins to choke on the spray from the extinguisher which Adam's spewing all over. Joan watches with horror, begging Johnny Broadway, "Stop this!" He smiles: "And miss what happens next?" She completely doesn't get him. The stage breaks into further chaos, as a couple of zombies hit the deck and Friedman -- and his unit -- get lowered from the ceiling, most of them landing hard, or hanging upside down a few inches short of the floor. Joan's mouth is wide open. The audience seems to be enjoying it all, however. Johnny Broadway tells a stagehand, "Cue the rise of the Queen." Joan asks him, "Are you crazy? Everything's falling apart!" He suddenly ducks down and says to Joan, "Come on."