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Previously on Roswell, New Mexico.
Why are you smiling?
Because this will bring about the alighting. How do you know that word?
All I know is that the alighting wasn't complete without you and... And Liz.
Your dad's Bible. I recognize it. I saw it in Bonnie's cave.
We know that you have memories from 1947.
I'll give you my Bible, and I'll do the writing.
Wait, did you see that? The glasses are the key to the code in my dad's Bible. I
can't talk to my mom in my visions anymore, but maybe she's trying to find
another way to communicate with me. Bonnie kissed you so she could disable
powers. There's a rift in our triad. Clyde has been questioning her
I tipped that machete in Bonnie's virus.
Tesco wants to use my abilities for the outlining, and I can't let that happen.
You said you wanted to use your powers for good.
It's the only way. What did you do?
Pamprint's gone.
You kissed her, didn't you?
You have to know, I mean, it was nothing romantic.
What it was, was a complete lack of regard for me.
No, I did this for you.
Making a decision that is about the both of us, without asking me what I think
is not about me.
Max, that is all about you.
I was worried that if I told you, you'd talk me out of it. Because someone
should have.
Liz, can't you see that these abilities make me dangerous, not only to you, but
to every single person we care about? And why can't you see?
we would have found our way through it.
How?
I mean, you know what happened when I kissed you.
Stop making me the banner for your decisions.
Now I have two aliens without powers in the fight against the Dark Triad.
Tesco only wanted me for the Blue Flame, but now that I don't have it, I'm of no
value to them. That is a huge gamble to make with the life of the woman you
intend to marry.
I mean, do I need to remind you they want me too?
I know, I know, and I can protect you. No, Mac.
The truth is, you were scared of embracing who you really are. And
finding the courage to step into the future, you threw it all away.
This is a combo flu shot.
It helped Michael, and it should prevent you from getting sick, but since you
seem to prefer to make your decisions on your own... So while you deal with
that, I need to figure out where we go from here.
Isn't it a little early for cocktails?
Well, this cook from a place called Flavortown says Bloody Marys are
at any hour and a necessity for an omelette. You look like you need one.
Max, everything okay?
No, I got a tip from the station that 40 gallons of paint thinner went missing
from an artist retreat outside of town.
Since paint thinner is condensed acetone, you think there must be an
application. Well, there is.
Tesca uses that stuff to help her body recover when she shapeshifts too much.
Which means she's hurt.
It's the perfect time to strike.
With what?
Harsh language?
We don't have powers.
We don't need powers to divide Tesca and Clyde.
Look,
you said Clyde was already starting to doubt her.
Well, Clyde puts Ophiuchus' philosophy above everything, and Tesca tends to
the rules.
So we lean into that.
If you can convince Clyde Tesca's straight, that's a start.
No. That's no good.
Tesca had to have already filled in Clyde that Bonnie got arrested and
them. Unless I convince him I did it because I feared her.
He's very protective of me. He'll listen.
I'm going with.
Helps tell the story.
Listen, Clyde's a pragmatist. So if we can intrigue him that we can help him
what he wants, he will bite.
So what does he want?
He wants to go home.
Does he have the means to do that?
Clyde needs three things.
He's got two of them.
Yeah, the first is the fruit from the tree.
Clyde says it's fuel.
In a second.
It's a map.
From here... to Oasis.
That's home.
Here's what I'm thinking.
Fuel plus map equals ship.
Clyde said that he thought with Michael's help he might be able to find
he's been unable to. So I show up and I offer my services.
And I give him this map as a sign that, yeah, things might have gotten thick,
but we're still on the same page.
Any progress on your alien virus?
Tiny bubbles can have big answers.
My usual problem solver is Lila with the Morissette chaser. Come on, I'm stuck
with Kate Bush.
I don't play them for you. You'd think it would help.
What are you stuck on? Oh, this isn't problem solving, Prosecco. This is for
celebrating.
I just acquired a cryogenics company in New York.
And I am wheels up to go there in two hours.
Hey, you think I could catch a flight?
Could use a minute out of Roswell.
Should I send a card if it's that man of yours?
At least some of those seconds in that minute are attributed to him.
You'd say a wild girl's weekend is the perfect medicine for a relationship
Oh, I appreciate it, but I got a cousin I am long overdue to check in on.
Oh, uh, I have reservations for Sunset Top, uh, so you could treat your cousin
if you want.
It'd be amazing. Yeah.
After last night, this is gonna be like stepping into a warm bath.
Okay, since when do we need the full spa package for our mindscape?
Since, uh, Theo locked up your memories trying to protect you, I figured we
could use the entire, uh, Earth, Wind & Fire.
Meaning, finding my dad's glasses and decoding his Bible would be impossible.
No, no. No, it's not impossible.
It's just... It's tricky.
Maria had to use a vision -inducing drug to access her subconscious, but your
superpower is water.
So, we're going to use that as a conduit.
Welcome to the Hot Tub Time Machine.
Okay.
Thank you.
You know, the tricky part really is just going to be breaking down any barriers
that your father might have erected in your... Okay.
All right, well, look, I'm sold.
What's next, Sensei? Just to make sure, you're not, like, harboring any secret
feelings for me, are you? Just here to get my dad's glasses.
Yeah.
Good. Yeah.
Me too.
They're not in my trunk.
It's like I thought that it would be less awkward if I didn't make eye
I see that that's a mistake now.
You know, I've been a little paranoid recently. I've realized that I have
certain blind spots in my life. Like the doctor who's currently in Mexico? You
know, this is actually not about my mindscape. This is about you. So just
whenever you're ready.
Bloop.
I'm sorry for these complications to the mission.
But I assure you they will be overcome.
You are the ever dutiful soldier, aren't you?
Our leader understood how powerful loyalty could be. Unlike Bonnie.
She can be naive.
But she's... Betrayed us for earthen trinkets and endeavors. She has no place
this triad anymore.
I will fix this.
But to be certain the lighting is brought about...
Perhaps it's time for you to share with me the location of... There's a reason
Jones placed his secrets in my trust.
I was barely trying to help.
Then give me your arm.
My arm? To expedite the cleansing process.
Unless you see a better way to achieve the alighting.
Of course, Teska.
Long live Ophiuchus.
Okay, Mom, if you're trying to talk, this is me trying to listen.
Sometimes when you go missing, I'd find you here.
I want you to be at peace, but I'm running out of answers.
And after yesterday, I'm just starting to feel crazy.
Are you trying to talk to me?
Please.
Please, Mom. Just give me a sign.
Is this a sign?
No.
Apparently, you were close enough to Maria's great -grandfather to call him
uncle. Mind waiting outside a minute, kid? I got some grown folks business.
Peach pie.
Oh, look who it is.
Courtesy of Louise.
She wishes y 'all could come to Long Farm and enjoy it with us.
You having any luck on getting your own farm yet?
Every time I apply for a land purchase, it mysteriously just gets sold.
But I won't give up. I'll find a plot eventually.
Some place where me and Louise can raise our family safe and Noah can work.
How is her project come along?
It's almost finished. And impressive.
But it's not why I'm here.
Look, I know you don't want to hear it, but Louise wants you to rethink letting
your boy remain out of his pod.
She says it's dangerous.
Especially after what happened back on Oasis with her daughter's teacher.
Kids are meant to run, play, and explore.
My son needs to be out here so I can teach and love him.
You know how to raise your son.
But remember, what you put on a chessboard can become a chess piece.
All right.
Uh, chessboard, chess piece, what game is he talking about?
Project Shepard, maybe?
Something to do with Jones?
I don't know. I think we need to keep exploring.
And there's stuff about your teacher.
Yeah, I don't know. I don't have any memories from Oasis.
Whatever it was, it must have been bad enough to put me in a pod, separate me
from my mom.
You know what? Let's move on.
Where does this memory want you to go next?
Well, let there be light.
Okay, now, tell me, is everybody okay?
Papi? Yeah, no, Papi's fine. Siempre con lo mismo. Thank you.
Finally,
mastered his enchilada recipes just in time for the hatch day party, which was
nice break from trying to misbrizzle my GED students onto the magic school bus.
And what about chocolate chip?
Is he treating my sister well?
I don't know. Max is making me feel kind of...
This is Zephyr and Juliana, the famous cousin Liz Rosalinda's always
Can we talk about how gorgeous she is?
Wow. Oh, my God.
We are so excited to meet you.
You have to see it. Rosalinda's working.
Liz doesn't want to hear about this right now. No, of course I do.
I'm not the best at humble bragging. All right, but that's enough about me. I
want the cheese.
Perhaps the cheese may after it's done some later. We're actually about to head
out to the art installation in Soho.
You guys should just go without me, honestly.
No, Lady Taylor will be there.
You've been dying for an introduction for weeks. You know what? Go, go, go. I
just got off a plane. I could use a nap in a shower.
Are you sure?
Yeah, yeah.
Uh, dinner later?
I've got this fancy reservation.
Yeah, that's awesome.
Okay. Bye.
Have fun.
I can't help feeling like I failed you.
You gave me purpose.
Please show me the way again once more.
Teska said you turned on a... attacked her.
You here to try and end me too?
I'm here to tell you that I had no choice.
I was afraid for my life.
Teska tried to kill her.
Why would she turn on one of her own triad?
Because I refused to do something that you deemed foolish.
She wanted me to kill the son of the dictator.
My feelings were pretty hurt, too. And when I questioned if this was part of
your will as well... I have sacrificed so much.
Tefka cares little for my insight.
We don't need her.
To find the final piece, do we?
We do not.
Why should I trust you?
Either of you.
Because you saved me on Oasis.
You made me feel like I mattered, and this quest to return home, it matters to
you.
How could I not help?
Seeing home has mattered to me since the first time I looked in the sky.
I assume you gave me this?
This map to let me dream about that possibility, yeah?
Well, I don't want to dream any longer.
The final piece is the ship, isn't it?
One that my mother built?
All I've ever wanted to do is find it.
I think it's time to explain the quandary Teska left us to the cipher.
And bring about the alighting once and for all.
You're sure Bronson owned property in 1947?
Because neither digital files nor these manual logs show that he did.
Clyde told me and Bonnie that Tesca believed there was a connection between
Bronson bought and this final piece that Jones tasked him to acquire so they can
go home.
There's something on this lost piece of land they need.
What, because?
Because if my mother built the ship they're looking for, they'd need a farm
enough to hide it.
Right, and if we find that link, then you can finally complete the hunt you
started decades ago.
You want to talk about why you hid the star map from the rest of us?
I was always going to tell you about it.
Judging from that map, it looks like a long trip.
Years, right?
All depends on the engine capabilities of my mother's ship.
And Alex is cool with decades -long nonstop flight across the galaxy.
Obviously, there are discussions to be had. Ah, so you do want to go home.
What I want is to know where I come from.
Just because you try bearing questions about Oasis doesn't mean that I can't be
asking them. Okay, now that I've tried a donut, I'm ready to help find this farm
where the ship must be hidden.
Fail denied.
No person of any race other than Caucasian may use or occupy the
the exception of domestic servants.
What you are holding is a property restriction ordinance.
Black people were forbidden from buying houses or land in certain areas.
Sadly, not everything on Earth is patty meltdowns and donuts.
That doesn't seem fair.
It's an ugly, ongoing chapter of human history that sometimes leads to violence
and is often covered up.
I didn't think Earth had the same evil streak as Oasis.
Oh, there's evil everywhere.
You know, I don't think we're going to find anything here.
Johnson couldn't own land in 47.
Well, what if he... What if he put it under someone else's name?
Someone Caucasian.
Someone he cared for.
And trusted.
Walt Sanders.
Okay, so how was the Soho exhibit?
Okay, it was really good. Great, you guys got my favorite table.
It's your money.
This is my cousin, Rosalinda.
Sorry to crash the family reunion.
The acquisition went much faster than expected.
I couldn't pass up Escargot.
Liz, you're going to love the new gadgets we're going to have at our
So if Generex is like being a kid in a candy shop, Shivani's R &D budget is
Wonka Factory.
Your research is what I'm really excited about. I feel like the lucky one.
Now Liz tells me that you're an artist.
Tell me about your work.
Well, right now I'm really into this Mexican muralist from the 30s. His name
David Siqueiros. He worked with fractals. They're infinitely repeating,
shrinking patterns. They are orderly, but also have chaos.
Fractals? Yeah. The shape lends itself to this. They increase volume and
ratio. On the canvas?
We were looking for a way to attack damaged tissue, right?
The fractals, they're all over the place in cell physiology and in human
anatomy. I mean, what if we used that same pattern?
We might be better able to holistically mitigate damage. Not only that, we could
regenerate the cells altogether.
I mean, you have this new cryogenics company, right? An immersive chamber
be exactly what we need to undo the damage that has altered these cells.
we could flood our subject circulatory systems with bioengineered organic
compounds that are in a cryogenic pot.
You guys sound like you have a lot to catch up on in words that I can't even
spell. So I'm going to catch you later.
Don't move.
Don't make a sound.
Where's the work you owe me?
It's almost complete. You'll have it soon.
No, I'll have it now.
Give me that little book you're always scribbling in. Your instructions.
How could this incomplete work do?
Leave me to finish in peace if you want me to provide you with what you need.
Killing you isn't the only way I can hurt you.
Instructions. He means the Bible, right?
What if Jones found it?
I think we have to jump forward to find out.
Wake up, son. We gotta go. It's not safe here.
You remember where we put our special book and glasses?
Get them.
What the hell is Bronson doing with a gun on my dad?
No!
You killed my daddy!
That's not your daddy, boy!
We gotta get moving. Come on.
Are you okay?
I thought I lost you for a second. Did you see something?
I don't know what I thought.
Let's keep going.
Don't keep them together in case Jones finds your hiding spot.
They'll be safe.
I promise.
Keep this far away from Roswell.
I'll talk to the Valences.
Maybe they can take us south.
I'm in your debt. You were right, man. He targeted him.
I have to have my son.
You said your boy's talented with water.
They say the lakes in the National Forest are bottomless.
I doubt Jones will find him there.
Yeah.
Great. Thank you.
This isn't goodbye.
You'll see me again. I have faith.
I'm going back inside, aren't I?
What if I forget?
You won't forget.
I've hidden your memories to protect you.
Don't be scared.
This Bible will have your instructions.
The key to reading it will be in a secret spot that only you will know.
When the time comes, you'll find your way to it.
But where will you hide it?
I know where to find the glasses.
Hey.
Hey.
Your work's evolved so much since you left Roswell.
And so have you.
I'm sorry I was so awful at dinner.
I want you to know, Shivani does not know about our secrets.
That's not what I'm worried about.
That's not what I was ever worried about. What I'm worried about is why you
all this way just to brag about some new friendship. I mean, that was the point
of all the shop talk over sales, right? It was to try to make me feel small.
Instead of toasting your success and celebrating Shivani's interest in it and
all that you've had to say about it, I was the one who felt small.
So I overcompensated by pulling the subject to science like a total bruja.
I still don't have it all together. I just
released my judgment on myself, letting go of the expectation of
what life should be.
has freed me to create one that actually is me.
I'm completely impressed.
My kitchen is a little small for Joe Pancakes, but you can still tell me
this is or not.
I've been trying to be this perfectly supportive teacher and mentor and
girlfriend, and then Max, he made a huge decision without me.
And now I feel lost.
Max is stubborn. This is not news.
But that is his journey.
This right now is about you.
Liz Horteko is allowed to make mistakes.
Just like everybody else.
Just focus on what is authentically you. And newsflash, it is not Hatch Parties
or Mr. Feeny Cosplay.
Weird fringe signs?
That's your jam.
The more that you focus on being the most you, everything will fall into
Why was this never registered with the Chavez County Clerk?
That property's outside of county lines. Bronson wanted it that way.
So you own 13 acres of land, but you chose to live in a junkyard.
Yeah. I like being near the liquor store.
Now, Bronson should have never bought that land. He would have been happier
a farm up near his favorite fishing hole.
But that ugly real estate rule, they wouldn't let him buy it?
Yeah. Yeah, he settled for 13 acres of land that wasn't even arable. Dried up
aquifer, a couple of underground caves.
But as long as he had Louise and the baby, he is happy.
Sounds like the perfect place to hide a spaceship.
Yeah, this is right near where the paint thinner was taken last night. Which
means Tesca's probably already on her way.
I can follow up on this, but we can't let Clyde get anywhere near that craft.
I'll distract him.
It's okay. It's okay. We're fam.
As you guys say.
You okay?
You know that once you get those glasses, you'll be able to know
want about your father.
It is. I don't know. What if...
What if I fail him?
I get that.
You know, after I got my mother's sword, I was... I was terrified of letting her
down. It changes everything.
But I do believe that when we step into our legacy, it makes us stronger.
All right,
I was expecting a little more Dallas and less sword on our quest to find
spaceship parts. Yeah, well, Dallas is off chasing a lead on his father's work,
and as for Senora Slicey here, well, how often have we poked around an unknown
cave and found something pleasant?
Good point.
Oh, trank guns for you and Michael.
Smart. Yeah, I wanted to talk to you about Michael before he got here. I
Clyde is selling him on returning to Oasis.
Well, he's been dreaming about that place since he first caught a glimpse of
this guy. Then now he fell out of the pod.
I know, but this is more than fairy tales.
I think the possibility of returning home is Clyde and Michael's judgment.
Got it. So it's like the protector versus the dreamer.
Right, well, the dreamer hid a map from us.
Kind of like how you hid giving up your powers from Liz?
Look, Max, I know you want to protect him.
Of course you do. You're his big brother.
Maybe being his big brother means being big enough to accept his adult
decisions.
What's with all the chit -chat? Spaceship's not going to just find
A map where no roads go is where all roads lay hidden.
Mom?
Is that you?
There's nothing in that passage off to the left.
Look. That's blood.
Smell that.
Acetone.
It's gotta be Tesco.
i'm curious did you get here on your own or did a treacherous oasian nudge you
in the right direction this has nothing to do with bonnie i'm not talking about
little miss naivete this feels like an ingrate trying to assert his will while
i'm in a weakened state rest assured i'm not you
still seem to be without your powers the
only power to be the trigger
I like your sewing.
I'll come and get it.
I
know
you. How do I know you?
No matter.
You'll tell me at the last face you ever saw.
They seem to be the spot, but what danger should I be concerned about?
Okay.
Right.
Cosmic quicksand?
Let's see what you hid in the Gospel of Luke about this.
I'm sorry we didn't find the ship today.
You know, I was unsure about it for a bunch of stupid reasons, but I know how
much it means to you.
I'm sorry I should have told you about the map sooner.
Kind of felt like in order to ponder the possibilities, I had to keep anyone.
From weighing in on the harsh realities.
By anyone you mean me, don't you? If the dream killer shoes fit.
You ever feel like you got two paths and they both seem right?
Well, I think it's good that you ponder the possibilities. I mean, I think I
should probably do a little more pondering and spend a little less time
protect mode.
Okay, a lot less time.
But, um, look, whatever you decide, I got your back.
Well, Tuska's still out.
I don't think she'll be very happy when she wakes up locked up.
You really think she was your teacher of some sort?
Yeah.
Doth's memories said as much, and then I just had some triggered of my own,
so... You know, Tuska said Clyde was disloyal.
He knew she was gonna be there, right? Which means mission accomplished. We
divided them.
Right, but if Clyde really did play us and Bonnie went to distract him, I got
warn her.
Now, I know I've never enjoyed these walks you're inclined to take, but it
me thinking today about one's journey.
They often start with the guidance of another, but discoveries eventually push
one to forge their own path.
Mine led me to overhear an interesting discussion.
About deeds and spacecraft.
There never was a ship to be found.
I'm certain your friends found something compelling.
You wanted them to find that house Bronson bought.
Is that where Teska is?
You sent him to their doom.
Their death or hers, that's matters of fate or for Ophiuchus to decide. The
greater matter was hoping your new friends would find the actual spot I was
looking for. The one Teska's been so reticent to share with me.
And as you pointed out, streams of hope shine through the darkness on this
planet. That has nothing to do with hope.
Oh, on the contrary.
It's about never giving up on what you put your faith in.
It's about where the path leads the righteous.
And in case you were wondering, they'd let us here.
Dallas, is it?
Your journey has been revelatory for us both.
What are you talking about?
Michael thought I was after a ship.
But I was looking for something much smaller.
Now, those glasses and that Bible, they're the final pieces in this puzzle.
This is my father's work.
It's not meant for you.
Ophiuchus presides over what is meant for me. Not you, nor the traitor Theo.
Dallas, run!
Dude! So, and there are consequences.
Toss the glasses and the Bible over to me, or she goes in. Hold on, hold on.
Please don't do this.
You want to make a deal with me, right?
I will let her go first.
If I let her go, then what do I bargain with?
Her fate is in your hands.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry I frightened you.
I never wanted it to come to this.
But you, you have always made me see that I must take the hardest
steps.
What the hell is wrong?
Hey, I did what you asked. Save her.
You worry about her body, I saved her soul.
What about your soul?
Let me save you. Forgive her and let her go.
Do you think you're strong enough to finish your journey?
Reclaim your father's book.
Save the innocent.
Because you appear weak from waddling in this lesser world.
Not bad, but not good enough.
It's what you never understood.
My purpose, it dwarfs this notion of happiness.
There is no greater actualization without sacrificing what one loves.
Hey, look, whatever your problem is with me and my father, it's got nothing to
do with her.
Okay, so pull her out. She'll pay for what she did against the cause.
You're insane.
This isn't over.
Given I now have the means to finish what my savior asked me to do, for you
the rest of your disruptive friends, I think it is.
The
back
door will lock behind you when you're done.
Thanks, Javier.
Night. Night.
Nope. Nope, I'm not reading into it.
That could be anything.
Faulty wire.
Rat hitting the... Better not be a rat.
What are you doing here?
Oh, hey.
Thank God it's you.
The bane of my existence, otherwise known as bookkeeping. I couldn't focus
the pony.
Long story.
Well... I just got back from New York with an idea that might cure Michael.
Figured I'd scoop up some carbs and then head to the lab.
You have got your priorities in order. Don't forget your milkshake.
Oh.
I didn't make that.
Weird how your left is like this.
Weirder still that it's Bananas Foster's Ranch.
Every time we try to pull it off the menu, Alex begs us not to.
Hey, what's wrong?
Oh, my God.
It's Alex.
Whoa. What is going on, Maria?
Okay.
All right, my mom's chicken dumpling soup is Alex's favorite.
And the feather floating in the air, Alex is an airman.
The song that played at the Pony was Mars Volta.
Mars Volta, the first concert you, Alex, and I ever went to. This whole time, I
thought it was my mom haunting me.
It was Alex.
But if it's Alex, does that mean he's dead too?
Good to see you, son.
Your journey is just beginning.
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