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Previously on Roswell, New Mexico. Alex and I fixed it. We got the Lockhart

machine to work properly, so we can retrieve the rest of Theo's equation.

That would totally give you the advantage. Whoever gets the science

controls whose body Max stays in. I found the alien the Lockhart machine's

trying to contact. His name is Dallas.

You found the alien.

We found his best friend who's been trying to save his life. He said on the

phone that it was a matter of life and death, Max. Around here, they call me

Joan.

I shouldn't be here, Buck.

It's almost time.

You're going to be fine.

How? Every time it happens, it's like my head's going to explode, and all I see

is that weird machine.

What if I lose control, chaos ensues, and my supine gazette leads with cursed

orphan weirdo kills his only friend? Hey, Captain Sparrow, you know the part

Goblet of Fire when Harry puts the mermaid egg underwater and it stops

screaming?

Johnny Doe, you're the mermaid egg.

So you're gonna drown me? Don't be a Hufflepuff. Everyone knows, sounds muted

water.

Why are you doing this?

Because this goes beyond bunkmates.

You know why?

We're all we've got.

I thought we were going to go find Heath, but... No, no, no. You're good.

good.

It's weird, uh, seeing you without, uh, the tattoos.

Yeah, well, you never liked the long one anyway.

The weirdest part is thinking that Jones probably slept in my bed and ate my

Comet Crunch.

I'm all filled up on breakfast buns this morning.

Is Heath taking any of your calls?

No. And every text he ignores about stealing my tapes and spores only helps

wanting to strangle him.

We really need all this stuff.

Every time to separating yourselves from Jones feels like Groundhog Day.

Membranes just fuse back together. When rebuilding your heart, I was

experimenting with binding proteins, but without my tapes, I'm not even close to

square one, and... We're gonna find him, okay?

You're right.

I'm going to sever your tether from Jones and get you back in your tattooed

body, not horn and all, so things can get back to normal.

And what does that mean?

I don't know.

Or I... You've given me a lot to think about, and I know where you stand in

regards to us, or, like, the possibility of there being... Why are you smiling?

I just...

It is rare to see a genius falter.

Take your time.

Okay, whatever happens next, that's in your hands.

To what do I owe this spread of comet chiles and flying sauce cakes?

I am just making sure you...

are back in fighting shape how's that noggin holding up after you're running

with the lockhart machine much better thank you good especially now that

here hey eddie soldier i've been hammering out a theory

on why the lockhart machine turns on every 47 days okay tell me

you said your predecessor was studying weather patterns Lightning pattern,

okay? So at any given moment, thousands of lightning storms create an

electromagnetic wave.

As these waves combine and grow, they create a repeating atmospheric

This heartbeat is the Earth's fundamental resonant frequency.

So I'm guessing that the machine was set to pulse a message on this heartbeat,

but my father's ill -conceived addition caused its trigger on a 47 -day cycle?

Exactly. I just can't wait another month, though, for whatever message my

has locked in the machine.

The science to end the fight... It's trapped in the glass.

Okay, but even if this works, don't we need the alien that it's calling out to?

Isabel Maria found him.

He, uh, lives out in Lincoln.

Goes by Dallas.

If I didn't know better, I would say I was looking at your file.

The way he bounced from one foster home to another. Have you read this?

I'll see the movie when it comes out. All that matters is that we get Dallas

front of that machine.

Do you think you can get the wannabe TARDIS out of Deep Sky for a spin?

Okay.

Um, how does a journalist from Chicago win three state medals in archery?

My parents encouraged me to follow my heart.

You should, too.

It's empowering to knock the arrow, draw the bow,

and watch it silently cut across the sky.

See?

You can do anything you put your mind to.

My job interview at the Daily and Bacon.

Are you thinking about sticking around Roswell?

I'm exploring options.

Paging Dr. Abs.

A hug is needed in room two.

Oh, my gosh.

I am so sorry that I am late, but I am so glad that you are here and not dead.

Alive at the low bar, but I'm happy too.

Please, sit.

Thank you.

Um, that's for you.

Okay.

You found another alien?

Looks like your practice is growing.

Does he know about his otherworldly pedigree? From what I can tell, no, but

Michael and I are excited to welcome him into the pod squad.

Yeah, you seem oddly chipper about this. Yeah, I am. I'm thinking that maybe my

calling is helping other people. I've been coaching Rosa with her power,

And she has been killing it. So maybe I can help this guy accept his new

identity. Yeah, well, according to these scans, you're also going to have to

tell him that he suffers from acute traumatic deficits in his temporal lobe.

Well, I'll just get him to open up after one of his sermons, I guess.

He's a preacher?

Yeah. Oh, but he's like a cool preacher.

He thinks his boss is in the sky and you want to tell him he fell from it?

It'll shatter his worldview.

Let me gather my files and we'll do it together.

I mean, maybe if we show him that you have the same physiology, he'll be more

inclined to trust you before you pull the existential rug out from under him.

But look, as I've filled in for Father Linus lately, I've gotten to know a lot

of you. You shared your prayers with me.

They were prayers for unity.

Because, you see, Roswell is a town divided by hatred.

But, you see, that hatred, that uncertainty, it does not have to define

I want you all to do me a favor.

I want you to turn to a neighbor, because you just might be surprised how

the two of you have in common.

Hey, neighbor, I don't think I could take much more of this. You know what,

Michael? I think this might actually be a really good exercise for you.

Hey, neighbor.

All right.

Scientists and two aliens walk into a church.

Have you come to light a candle after a night of sinning with our brother? Okay,

not the time or place. It's about... Max and I hit a roadblock looking for

Heath, hoping his best friend slash patient will be able to help me find

Ah, get in line, speedy or tech off.

We need our long -lost relative to retrieve Theo Schmeitz from inside the

mystical jukebox my mom built.

Thinking a little mindscape nudge to invite him over, open up over at the

Mastodon Margaritas might be the trick.

Ooh, do you mind poking around for a he -swerve out? Oh.

Ye of little faith.

And how about you, sir?

I'm going to tell you what I see, and I'm going to give you an opportunity to

tell me I'm wrong.

Two burglars at the desert outside your house were identified as high -priced

mercenaries. Both men were found slaughtered a day later by a confounding

weapon. Burned them from the inside out, I linked similar scorch marks in their

getaway car.

A few days later, two tourists go missing, and a similar scorch pattern is

in their car. And Pete's body is found with injuries consistent with those

sustained in both crimes.

Forgive me.

Ma 'am, but what you're describing is a lightsaber.

Besides that, most crimes are personal. I mean, these three entities don't seem

to know each other. I mean, I barely know Pete.

Oh, you and Pete didn't like one another, but he filled me in a lot about

You were a suspect in the murder of your brother -in -law, and there were some

inconsistencies of electrical outages stemming from your house two years ago.

Fractal burn patterns all around town.

I went back to Zeke Murphy's car, and I found one of them on the hood.

Oddity. surrounds you, Evans.

So the oddity of this case seems right up your alley.

The fact that whoever did this makes you look at me with questions, frankly,

that pisses me off.

I promise you, no one is more committed to Roswell than I am.

You know, I want to be wrong here, Evans. I really do, but as you know from

track record, I rarely am.

Which leaves us with only one option.

You need to turn in your badge till we straighten this out.

Iz, hey, hey.

You all right?

Oh.

Thank God you're awake.

Just don't move. The ambulance just showed up.

You call 911?

Yeah, when someone passes out, I rely on the good book of Henry Gray. Oh, my

gosh. Honestly, I'm fine. This happens to me all the time. I'm just very

thirsty.

Are you sure?

Mm -hmm.

Totally fine. Okay, I'll call off the cavalry then.

What's the deal with the mineshaft?

I don't know. Do you think he's on to us? No, it felt involuntary. I mean,

that's what I get for violating consent.

Alex has the machine, but only for a few hours.

How do we get baby Yoda where we need him to be? Okay, you guys do this. I

go turn my address out of the preacher man.

Excuse me. Um, hi. Before I lose you, I, uh, was wondering if you could help me

find someone.

Heath Tuckman?

Oh, yeah. I'm Liz Arteco. Oh.

You're the lab partner from L .A.? Do you have any idea where he's at?

We're working on a project together, but his cell reception is horrible. He's

probably up in his family's cabin up in Santa Rosa.

He kind of holds up there sometimes when he goes deep side.

I can drop you a pin? Yeah, please.

And sent.

Got it.

Thanks. I thought he was getting rid of the EMTs.

Okay, change of plan. You lure Dallas, I'll deal with this.

We said we would do this together.

Okay, fine. You mindscape the EMTs. I'll lure Dallas to the junkyard that I

don't own. Sorry. Look, they insisted that they check you out at the hospital.

Look, I can follow behind in my car and give you a ride back afterwards, though.

Don't you dare leave me alone with that preacher.

Calling inaudible.

Care to fill me in on it?

No time.

Oh, my God.

I hate when that happens. The good news is, my friend here is a great mechanic,

and he has an hour free. I'm sure he can help you.

I, uh, patched up the radiator, placed the engine fan, and I topped off your

coolant. All right.

Yep. Good to go, then.

No, your, um, catalytic converter, it's corroded.

That's why it overheated.

Mind if I lend a hand?

I dig seeing people in their element.

Helps me get to know my parishioners.

Especially the new ones.

I'm not a new parishioner.

I only tagged along because Isabelle insisted.

Well, something must have still inspired you to tag along.

Look, I get it, man.

You're not the first to be intimidated by this collar.

Would it help if I told you about my three favorite bees?

Bourbon, billiards, and Bob Marley? I really need some room for my tools.

To fix the catalytic converter?

Yeah.

Which is nowhere near the engine.

Yeah, my car's fine, isn't it?

Which begs the question, if I make you so uncomfortable, you don't want to be

left alone with me.

My fault.

Excuse me.

Customer.

You positive this guy doesn't know he's an alien?

Because I'm pretty sure you heard the brain tweet that I sent you back at the

church.

Good luck.

We really need to stop breaking into Heath Tuckman's properties.

Well, we're definitely in the right place.

If his work is here, where is he?

You.

What's up, Doc?

Permit is clear.

No sign of Heath, but I did find this.

Jacket I bought you?

Jones was here.

Looks like your handwriting.

Meaning they're working together.

That makes sense. He'd go after your lab partner and try to make a deal.

The next best thing to you, especially with all your research.

This is a letter I wrote describing where I buried the tapes. I gave it to

It was in his office.

Why would Heath have been in Kyle's office?

When he was looking for Dr. Holden? I don't know.

Hey.

What's wrong?

I got comfortable thinking Jones was just gonna lay low.

You've been playing us ever since I opened the cavern door. I should have

this coming.

No, no one saw your genetic replica and my ex -partner working together on the

bingo card, okay?

So let's just see how far this unholy alliance has gone, and let's catch up.

Okay.

Okay, um... I recognize some of these formulas from my tapes.

He's still working under the assumption that CRISPR will splice through binding

proteins. Well, he needs all the stuff you did to Maria, though, right?

Sound frequency manipulation.

He's not there yet.

But it does look like they're making some headway on the equation.

I mean, he's not a criminal mastermind, but he's a savvy geneticist. It's not

going to take him long to figure out the remaining components.

I bet with your tapes back, we can beat him to the punch.

Oh, it's okay. Liz won't mind if I borrow some of her crispy chemicals.

Where's her research bag?

Liz broke my bond with Maria DeLuca, and I know Little Miss Mad Scientist loves

to keep excessive notes.

Listen, I know your friend's life is on the line right now, so I'm assuming

you're Cagney to Space Lacey over here, but this galaxy turd is using you to do

his bidding.

He is never going to heal Dallas.

I have experience in Dallas' unique physiology, so please, let me...

There's Ortego's bag.

Heath wouldn't waste his time treating a problem when he's already seen proof of

a cure.

Isn't that right?

I always hated you, Valentius.

Heads up, Dr. V.

Sheriff Taylor's en route, and piss.

Oh, hey! Hey!

Let him go.

I know where we can get our hands on the rest of the chemicals we need.

I know people see the collar and think, nice guy. And I am.

But unlike fishes and loaves, my patience does have an end.

Yeah, I think I should probably go.

Someone's coming I want you to talk to. Could you just give me a couple more

minutes? Does this friend have an explanation?

That satisfies why you were in my office the other day, or asking about J .D. in

Camp Mesa Pines, or why you have me standing in a junkyard right now?

That's what I thought.

I know you can hear my voice.

Please don't go.

It's got an email from Kyle.

Jones and Heath were just in his office. They took my bag.

All of my theories for using resonant sound frequency to sever the connection

are in there.

If Heath solves this equation before Michael is able to get it out of the

machine, then Jones will be able to stay in your body permanently.

Okay. Hey, we'll figure this out, okay?

Hey, none of this is your fault.

You've dedicated your life to saving Maria and me. Heath is a desperate man

who's making all the wrong moves in the name of saving his friend.

You gotta let yourself off the hook.

These are Heath's missteps, not yours.

Maybe I could use that to reason with him.

Heath still thinks CRISPR is the answer. There's only one place that he would

go.

Hey.

Ever had one of those days where you, uh, just can't find what you're looking

for?

Yep, that's why I'm here.

I'm looking for your statement from the night of the break -in.

Wish I could help, but there's some place I gotta be. You've been out of

for quite some time. Must have been in a rush, leaving your car and phone at the

crime scene.

Am I a suspect, Sheriff?

Should you be?

You disappeared from a crime scene that's connected to four homicides and

missing persons.

I think it's time you tell me where you've been.

Um, I was with my uncle.

Here, I can give you his number.

Was, uh, Isabel at this family reunion?

Of course not.

Why? Well, she also happened to be away two days ago, and she was seen with

Deputy Pete on the day he was killed.

That means nothing.

So, um... And yet, the day before he died, he was obsessed with doing right

her. She had nothing to do with it.

You're getting mighty defensive.

And I've seen plenty of guilty men in my life, and you sure look like...

Is that a file on Isabelle and Max?

It's nothing you can see without a warrant.

Which is why I came prepared.

Not in there.

Okay,

I still don't understand how you knew that I would hear you.

Okay, look.

Clearly, there's something special.

About you.

Have you ever wondered what that might be?

I mean, my entire life I've heard the voices of people within earshot. You

even when their mouths were closed.

And, you know, when I was young, I'd tell adults and they'd say I was crazy

until I joined this youth group.

And I realized I was actually hearing people's prayers.

But you don't believe me.

No, no. No, no, no. I do.

Because Michael and I, we experience the same thing,

which is how our kind communicate with each other.

You see, Dallas, we're aliens.

I know about the night.

You were found wandering in Lake Mesa Pines.

That's the same night that Michael and I were discovered.

Just like you.

Seven years old.

Alone.

Naked and mute.

Okay.

Let me show you something.

It's cool.

Wait, Stella?

This is going south -south, Garen.

Yeah, you're right.

Your time's over.

No, Garen, wait.

You've seen this before.

Every 47 days for the last 25 years of my life.

Keep that thing away from me.

Oh, my God.

Wait. Leave him the hell alone.

All of you. Wait.

I'm turning it on. Wait, hold on. Hold on. No, Dallas just stormed out of here,

Alex. The only play now is to rip off the band -aid and hope whatever he sees

drives him off the road somewhere so I can find him and I'm going to question

him. Did you see the look on his face?

He lost his mind.

The only way you're getting his help now is by talking him off the ledge first.

Talking failed.

I don't get it.

You have been searching for somebody like you your entire life, and you've

somebody, and you don't want to talk to them. What am I supposed to say exactly?

What you need to do is you need to think about how you felt when you first

learned who you are. I have.

And that is exactly why I don't want to talk to him.

Because I read his file.

I read his file three times.

I can't relive that again.

You need to stop being afraid of your past.

Because the only way you're going to get what you want out of this is to show

Dallas how similar his journey is to yours.

Bandelier University keeps CRISPR in their bio lab.

Guard said they waved me through security about 20 minutes ago, so it

we're in the right place.

Comforting. Biogenetic lab is down this way.

Oh, my God.

She can stab?

Hey, wait. Come on.

counting on you today, Kyle.

I mean, of all days to pick a fight with Taylor.

Yeah, I made a mistake.

I lost my cool.

What button could she possibly have pushed to do that?

Whatever. It doesn't matter now. All that matters is getting those files.

I was kind of forced to burn the files before Taylor could snatch them.

Well, how do you plan on convincing Dallas to trust you now?

Wait, me?

Yeah.

What happened to us?

Well, when you didn't show, I sort of had to go off book, and I kind of... I

froze him.

You have ice powers now?

In place, you mean.

Not much better, by the way. Well, I don't know what I was thinking. I kind

panicked.

I think your mistake was waiting for me.

No, it wasn't, because, you know, we'd agreed you're...

You're the doctor. You know, you're the physiology expert.

And he's a man of faith.

I bet you'd have done a much better job at convincing him than me. If I hadn't

made you... doubt yourself.

I didn't want you to fail.

And because of that, we both did.

All right, Mom.

What do we do now?

I think it's time you start listening to your instincts.

It's not your fault, Max.

You said clones are identical.

Biologically.

But temperament is determined by how you're raised.

I was raised to be a tool of war.

Built by Nora and Louise and then Jones... Anne and David raised you.

about Nora and Louise.

Forget about Jones.

I can't. That's the problem. I ran to him.

When I was a kid, I chose him. And no matter how many awful things Jones does,

I'm still drawn to him. Max, it's a tether, that's all.

What if that is my destiny?

Then screw destiny.

Because you, Mike Evans, you are the most genuine, caring, wonderful person I

have ever met.

I saw it in your eyes that first day on the playground.

And I still see it in them.

Even now.

You can't be sure.

Yeah, I can.

Because I'm not the only one who sees it.

Isabel, love you. Michael, love you. And I

love you.

Thanks.

Go find Heath.

I'll catch up.

Okay, so you stumbled at Johns Hopkins.

It's not the end of the road for you. Well, tell that to Little Miss

you'll never amount to anything.

Yeah.

Look at her.

She's wrong, first off.

And she's just one voice.

That's one voice out of 7 .5 billion, man. All right, so then... So then

what about the voice in my head?

Hmm?

One that keeps telling me that the only thing I will ever actually be good at is

failing. That's why I'm self -medicating with mindless shooters.

scared about thinking that maybe I'm not strong enough to pull myself out of

this.

Okay, look.

Take it from someone who literally hears voices in his head.

None of that's true.

You're the only reason I'm sitting here sane today.

You know, and despite all these doctors that said there's nothing wrong with my

head, you convinced one to take a further look.

No one else could have done that.

Did you already see it?

Yeah, he said that, how do you put it?

I have some neural inconsistencies that are

incompatible with human life.

He said you should be dead.

The church says that everything happens for a purpose.

You know, even if you don't understand it yet. Come on, God can't save you,

Dallas. Yeah, well, no one can.

That's... That's the point.

You're saving me right now.

There ain't no way I'm gonna let you die on me.

How'd you find me?

I spent a lot of time at the place that made me feel safe as a kid, too.

Well, I wish you hadn't wasted your energy, because I'm not going back with

I get it.

I was an ass.

My only excuse is that when I look at you, I feel like I'm looking at a

Black and beautiful?

Something like that.

You know the first time my powers emerged?

I was living with these religious nuts.

The oldest had it out for me.

One day I couldn't take it anymore.

And I got so angry.

I somehow sent him through a window with my mind.

How'd they react?

At first, they thought I was possessed by a demon, but when burning me with the

cross didn't work, they thought I was the demon.

You blip.

I was nine.

I didn't know what I was, except alone.

Like you.

You know, it wasn't until after being kicked out of my third separate foster

home...

You know, that it dawned on me maybe my parents weren't dead.

Or maybe they abandoned me.

Because I was cursed.

That's when you met Heath?

He was the only person I could really trust.

We did a pretty terrible job at convincing you to let us into your inner

You'll have to forgive us.

We don't really need people like us.

What is us?

Christopher isn't going to get you all the way there.

You're too late, Roswell.

My entire life, people have been telling me I'm not good enough, and they're

wrong.

I'm sorry.

You saved my life.

And I sent you away because I was afraid.

But don't let my mistake lead you to an even bigger one. You don't need Jones to

save Dallas.

It's too high a price to pay. You'd be selling your soul. You have no idea what

Dallas and I have been through. I know how far you'd go to save him.

Because I've gone just as far to save the people that I love.

Heath, you don't want to feel the way I've been feeling. Because all it's been

is guilt and anger and confusion.

I can help you save your friend.

I've been studying alien physiology for a long time.

You helped me when I was confused about generics.

Let me help you now.

Jones thinks CRISPR has a part to play in his endgame.

I can buy you some time.

Liz? Max, I'm not leaving without him.

No, no. If Jones finds you here, he will kill you. You have to go now. Not

without you.

All right, forgive me if I'm skeptical. That thing's haunted me for 25 years.

Well, we fixed it a few days ago. It shouldn't hurt anybody anymore.

Your neurological disorder is a product of the distorted frequency from the

alien glass inside that machine.

I don't know if it's reversible, but you have my word that I will do my best to

figure it out.

You still haven't told me why this is so important.

My mom risked her life to build that thing in prison. She said it'll hold a

message for someone on the outside.

We think that someone is you. And the message is key to saving someone very

important to us. And stopping an enemy that hunted all three of our parents.

It's as complicated as it sounds.

But two planets are at stake, and the soul of a guy I don't very much like

in the balance.

I will, uh...

Saving souls is kind of on my business card, right?

Turn on.

Hello, my son.

You're my dad?

Merely his consciousness.

But that doesn't change how much I love you, son.

The empath, the engineer, and I set out to make a better world for our children.

As a triad, we found strength in our unity.

And I hope that the children of our triad will share.

their connection as well.

But there's bad news.

There is a chance that someone will come for you.

He will be looking for my equation which is being embedded into your

consciousness as we speak.

The equation is the framework for the chemical weapon that will decouple the

dictator from all his vessels permanently.

You cannot allow him to have it under any circumstance.

He had the key to his demise.

But in the dictator's wicked hands, it will also only make his reign of terror

everlasting.

I am sorry for what we could not fix.

But I hope my memories of the past I have taken for good and bad will help

the way for what we could not do.

I had my son.

Use each other.

If you do that, you will succeed at finishing what we started.

Our ride is right over here. Well, technically, I guess it's your ride, but

going to grab it.

How'd you get him back on your side?

I didn't give up on him.

Just like I'm not giving up on us.

Well, what's wrong, Liz?

Were you expecting someone else?

Jones. Freeze!

I don't know who you are, but you are not Max Evans. I just tased him and

him to the hand railing.

I never should have underestimated you, Sheriff.

Now, you have a choice to make, Liz.

Come with me or watch Sheriff Taylor put a hole through her head. Leave her

alone, okay?

I'll go with you.

Delighted to hear that.

You can turn and get her leg in the car.

Now, cut my tether.

Refuse and her death is on you. Just stop!

Come along, Sheriff.

The four of us are going for a drive.

You know what I've been thinking?

I'm thinking it's done me no favors running from my past.

And if I didn't have you to show me the way that I would have never met my

tribe.

My real family.

No. That was all you, Michael.

We're not the same kids we were back in high school.

In the back of a pickup truck.

Wishing on a shooting star.

Feels different now between us.

Yeah.

It's better.

But it's still, um... Cosmic?

Yeah.

You sang to me in a crowded cowboy bar.

So I'm here to tell you, Alexander Maine.

Now I'm home.

Yo,

Doc. Wait, hold on. You can't leave.

Not every day I meet an MD who doesn't give me a death sentence.

Don't get ahead of yourself.

We've still got some work to do.

What's all this stuff?

I don't know.

I don't know. It just keeps flooding in.

But, um... Everything we say, it falls under doctor, pastor

confidentiality. Yeah?

Yeah, of course.

What's on your mind?

Right after Michael and Isabel came to, I got a bit more from my father in

terms of a way to stop the dictator.

He told me that if we can't separate Max from his destiny,

responsibility falls to me.

Michael, get Isabelle. Joan says Liz.

I'll have to be the one.