All language subtitles for Roswell, New Mexico 2x02 - Ladies and Gentlemen We Are Floating in Space

Previously on Roswell, New Mexico...

50 years after the incident,

I woke up in here. No memories
or rudimentary skills.

Noah is a vile sociopath

who murdered my sister.

Rosa.

You can't resurrect a girl

that's been dead a decade.

Rosa, where's Max?

No.

Why do I know you? She's my...

Your mother.

Your mother's cell was marked N39.

There's got to be more on the files.

Please, just help me. Help me
get him into the pod, Michael.

Liz thinks we could do
a heart transplant.

So she wants to use Noah's heart?

My name is Elizabeth Ortecho,

and this is my record of the dissection

of specimen NB.

_

Wake up, cowboy.

We got us an alien problem.

- Did you bring...
- The medical supplies,

the lab equipment... and the specimen.

Noah's in there?

What's left of him.

Follow me.

This used to be an
Indian boarding school.

My grandmother told me
some pretty rough stories.

When it shut down, the Air
Force acquired the land.

It's been untouched for 40 years,

but it's monitored by me.

Maybe we can give it a happier ending.

Top-of-the-line security,
can't be hacked.

What'd you tell your team?

They didn't ask questions.
They obey my orders.

So this is where you're gonna solve

the mysteries of the universe?

Yeah.

This is where we're gonna save Max.

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Is that Max's laptop?

His password was "password."

I wanted to look at my obituary,

and then I clicked this link,

and then I clicked this other link...

Did you know that Jimmy from
Degrassi is a rapper now?

Don't look at your obituary.

Okay? That's morbid.

What was my funeral like?

Come on, like you wouldn't be curious.

It was beautiful. I mean,
the whole town came.

Everyone joined in the rosario.

Mom sang "Las Golondrinas,"

and Dad wanted you in a white dress,

but I insisted on your
Live Through This T-shirt.

Hey.

And now it doesn't matter, so...

- I got to go.
- Ah, affection, I'm allergic.

- Yeah.
- Ugh.

Everybody in this town is haunted.

They pretend everything is fine.

But they're all fighting these
secret battles with shadows.

And hoping the scars
will eventually fade.

They're all dragging
their demons around...

and trying to make it
look like their backs

aren't breaking under
the weight of it all.

Maybe that's what growing up is.

Grieving in secret for all the
stuff you can't get back.

For the people you lost.

For the person you used to be.

Everybody in this town is haunted.

_

Except for me.

I'm the ghost.

What are you waiting for?

You have to stop Liz.

Tell her she can't bring me back, Rosa.

Why? Why don't you want her to save you?

I-I can't take it anymore. Just end it.

They'll figure it out. They'll save you.

I can't wait that long.

It's like burning alive from inside.

She's never gonna stop trying.

Then you have to stop her.

Please!

Order up.

Hey.

Did you have another bad dream?

Did you get my sketchbook?

I-I got distracted. I was talking to Dad

about finances at the caf�.

It's on the bookshelf in our room, okay?

I'm-I'm getting anxious.

I'll look for it. I-I just have
to go to the lab, and then

check in with Maria, and then I have
to do a shift at the Crashdown.

Look, when I saw that
doctor last year... or,

11 years ago, whatever,

she said that art is a coping mechanism.

So, I...

Look, you know what, never mind.
Don't worry about it.

You have enough on your plate.
I'll figure it out.

I'll look again.

And I'm gonna e-mail you the link

to this online addiction
counseling service.

I don't need addiction counseling.

Kyle said I'm cured of
my vices, remember?

Also, Yahoo deleted my e-mail
while I was dead, which... rude.

R.I.P. everunclear@yahoo.com.

I guess I'm gonna have to text you.

My contact info's in there,

and Kyle, in case of emergency.

Cool, so I can just add
all my other friends.

Oh, wait. I know this sucks,

but in the meantime...

Don't go outside. Don't order pizza.

If somebody calls asking my favorite

scary movie, don't engage.

Yeah.

You should see this graffiti

that's been popping up around town.

I'll send you a picture.
I think you'd like it.

It's, like, super you.

Hmm. And all it takes
is ten years in a cave

for some hot younger artist to
come steal your whole brand.

Damn it.

No sudden movements.
Wouldn't want to dislodge

your catheter.

You know how many ways

I could kill you, Kyle?

It'll be a few days before
you're strong enough to continue

your systematic elimination
of my family tree.

I can still dismantle
everything that matters...

Shut up, Dad.

We have video of you
at Caulfield prison.

We have video of you
feeding Kyle's father

to a starved and desperate alien.

And what're you gonna do with it?

Expose the truth?

I don't think so.

I don't think you'd do
that to Michael Guerin.

He wouldn't.

I would.

I don't give a damn whose
life I mess up right now

as long as yours goes with it.

DeLuca?

Why are you awake? It's still daytime.

Didn't think I'd see you around.

My mom's been missing for two weeks.

You making out with Lindsey is
low on my list of concerns.

What-what do the cops say?

Sheriff Valenti said
they're doing the best

they can with their limited resources.

I tried to call Max,

but deputy said he's not back.

Yeah, I'm not sure he's coming back.

When your mom wandered off in the past,

she always came right home?

Usually, yeah.

I just, I keep worrying

that maybe she's

scared or tired or cold or something.

You're imagining the
worst-case scenario.

Yeah, all the time. It's
like I just can't get it...

Get it out of your head. Yeah.

I didn't know my mom, but...

I found out things were
pretty bad for her,

and it's been distracting me.

From, uh... my work.

Would you... show this to
your customers for me?

I have to go meet with
a private detective.

- Sounds expensive.
- Yeah.

Well, nobody ever accused
me of a lack of hustle.

Human tissue can obviously
regenerate from stem cells.

With the right methodology,

I could use your blood
to make adjustments

for alien physiology.

I have to monitor exactly
when cell degradation begins,

down to the second. I can't miss it.

Eight hours before I need to be back.

All right.

And, um...

What's Michael's role in this, exactly?

Other than breaking stuff
and drinking about it?

He is engineering nanotech

that'll make the transplant possible.

It's like...

replacing parts in a broken machine.

Except it's not.

It's Max.

I'm trying to focus on the science.

I've never failed at the science.

Is this the alien death serum?

Why are you holding on

to poison that almost killed me?

The bad guy is dead, right?

Noah is gone. I have his
body parts in jars.

This is just for research.

Put it back.

Scrape the gum off your
shoe with your hand

and use it to put the poster back.

You know, I learned a
thing or two in jail.

Before your daddy paid the
mayor to get you released?

I'm hardened.

You really shouldn't
have done that, Long.

I've been itching for a fight.

Why don't you go scratch
that itch yourself, Mikey.

Get up.

Wyatt Long?

Get up! Come on!

People don't just fall
into random comas, Dad.

And Alex and his friends,
they stole that alien corpse.

- I know they did.
- It's not important.

Tell me about the Caulfield cleanup.

Shepherd protocol was activated.

Bodies were disposed
of without incident.

Local papers ran an item confirming

that the long-scheduled demolition

of the prison was a success.

Dad, I don't think we
should've covered it up.

People should know.

Do you have any idea what would happen

if we confirmed that alien specimens

were once housed at Caulfield
but are now suddenly gone?

It'd be dismissed as fake news.

Buried by a racist tweet within seconds.

No, we need to make a bigger statement.

'Cause justice can't be served

- until after disaster has struck.
- That's right.

Christopher Columbus came
all the way over here

and sacrificed his life so
that America could be free.

Americans.

If that's not you, guess what?

You don't belong here.

That's why we're asking
our friends to donate

in my late sister Kate's name
to build the border wall.

Rosa Ortecho's parents are illegals.

They think that our taxes
are theirs to steal,

that our lives are theirs
to ruin, that our laws,

the laws of the American
people, don't apply to them.

That's a lie. That's a lie.

That's why Rosa Ortecho

got messed up and killed my sister.

Just another drunk Mexican driver

who doesn't care about
honest American people.

And if that family had just
stayed back in Mexico,

my sister would still be alive.

That's just a fact.

"Congratulations,

"your bundle of joy is the size of a...

lentil."

Great.

And what if I have a
body-snatching bundle of evil?

Hello. Hi.

Well, goodness. What happened here?

No, no, Mama.

Don't worry. I've got it.

- Really?
- Yeah.

Because I'm on my way to a class,

and I thought you might
like to come with me.

"Woman as Warrior.

"Strength training for the mind, body

- and spirit."
- Wow.

That sounds cool.

Uh, honestly, I'm just really
not in the mood right now.

But you've been so active lately.
I mean,

I thought this might be
something we could actually...

do together.

Right. Honestly, Mom, I just...

I'm really craving time alone.

Okay.

Maybe you should talk
to someone, though.

- A doctor.
- Mom,

- a doctor can't help me.
- Okay.

Okay.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, okay?

Look...

Maybe a little mother-daughter
time is exactly what I need.

Let's go.

You looking for me?

How did you do that?

Do you have a tracking device on me?

Yes. Your phone.

It's called Find My Friends.

The future's creepy as hell.

What are you thinking?

What if somebody sees you?

All Mexicans look the same
to these people, Liz.

- Hey.
- Can you chill? God,

I'm not stupid, okay?

I've been sneaking around
this town my whole life,

I know how to not get caught.

You lied to me.

You want to talk about lying?

Let's talk about my funeral, then, huh?

How the whole town came and mourned

and joined in the rosario.

No, let's talk about how this whole town

thinks that I killed Kate and Jasmine

and the night that I
died started a race war.

Let's talk, Liz.

Sheriff's department. Don't move.

Let me see your hands.

You've reached the voice
mail of Michael Guerin.

Please leave a message after the beep.

Beep.

This must be the healing circle.

Mom, this is a dive bar parking lot.

You know how many drunk girls
have barfed right here?

Please don't say "barf."
It's very gauche.

Sorry. Upchuck.

Today's spirit quest is $50 each.

For full cleansing, you'll need
one of these crystal pendants

for an extra ten.

I'm sorry, what are your
qualifications here?

Oh.

It's all on the card, sweetie.

"Maria DeLuca.

"Psychic reader, spirit leader,

social media revitalizer"? I'm
sorry, am I being punked?

Thank you.

- Please have a seat.
- Oh, my God.

Welcome to "Woman as Warrior,"

a journey out of darkness
and into womanhood,

the infinite reservoir of strength

and healing within us all.

Should I go?

I thought this was a Pilates class.

Oh, no. There's a goddess in everyone.
You just need to...

- find her.
- Sorry, uh,

do we get a refund if we don't?

No.

Cannot believe you got arrested.

That's different. I'm innocent.

That's what they all say.

I used my one phone call
on you 'cause I thought

that you could get to the lab in time.

If I don't get out of here in an
hour, then the experiment will fail,

and if the experiment fails, it's...

It's gonna suck.

Life sucks, Ortecho.

Everybody dies,

nothing's fair, and the
oceans are full of garbage.

Dr. Carson, to the ER.

Dr. Carson, to the ER.

Dr. V. I'm off the clock. Just here

to observe surgery.

I have the pathology report you
asked for a couple weeks ago.

The perfectly healthy 19-year-old

that apparently needed every
test known to modern medicine.

Jane Smith.

Perfectly healthy.

Oh! Hey, hey, Kate. Uh, what's...

what's this error here?

Must be a contaminated sample.

No way. I'm meticulous.

Congrats.

Looks like you just discovered

a protein never before
found in the human body.

Or you didn't get the Flamin'
Hot orange dust off your hands

when you scrubbed in.

Whichever's most likely.

Hmm...

And now, on the count of three,

I want us all to scream
as loud as we can.

What? No.

Do you really mean that? Because
I scream extremely loud.

Yes. When I say scream, I mean...
scream.

Ready? One, two, three.

That was the sound of a warrior

just waiting to come out.

But before you can go to battle,

you have to know your enemy.

Take out your papers.

We're going to begin

by writing down what we're afraid of.

Werewolves.

What are you going to write down?

Social media revitalizers.

Could you please take
this more seriously?

Mom, what am I supposed to
take seriously about this?

Just write whatever's coming
to you in the moment.

Whatever you're afraid of.

_

- The Lentil?
- Yes.

The Lentil.

I need you to get it together, Michael.

I can't do this alone.

I was working.

I went home to find formulas
I worked out years ago.

Then Long used a "missing"
poster to clean his boot.

I needed to pause the
work to do some punching.

So this is about Maria?

I just know how it feels
to lose your mom.

Why can't you just admit that
you have feelings for her?

I mean, is it really that
hard to care about somebody?

How's it working out for you?

Liz.

Guess you didn't leave town after all.

The spray paint wasn't mine.

She works full-time.

Maybe you turn your
attention to something

more important, like, uh, Mimi DeLuca.

I don't want to discuss the
graffiti with you, Liz.

I want to discuss Noah Bracken.

Grant me the serenity to accept
the things that I cannot change,

courage to change the things
that I can, and the wisdom...

You know, someone might see you.

They've been seeing me all day,

they just haven't been seeing me.

Mm. Dramatic, like the 911 text.

You know, in my line of work,
that usually means emergency.

Does the whole town hate me?

I thought Liz told you everything.

She told me about Noah stealing
Izzie's body to murder me,

and she told me that
Isobel, Max and Michael

covered it up with a car accident.

And I might've known that Kate
and Jasmine died that night,

but I was pretty messed
up, so it's all fuzzy.

Evans and Guerin

put all three of you in your
car and staged an accident.

So the whole town...

Thought that I got high and
drove us off the road.

People were upset. There
was a lot of backlash.

Wyatt Long said a bunch
of horrible things

about building a wall
between us and Mexico,

and that my parents were criminals.

He used to be a really nice kid, Kyle.

It's like I turned him
into this monster.

Look, that kind of thing

isn't just coming from Wyatt Long,

and it's definitely not because of you.

Did Liz think I did it?

I can't really...

I got to go.

Oh, and by the way,

she got arrested, so...

you might want to bail her out.

- Liz got arrested?
- Yeah. Vandalism.

Really out of character.

Noah was struck by lightning

directly in the heart.

Now how does something like that happen,

if the victim weren't
already lying down?

Hard to say.

Was he wearing any jewelry?

Metal objects can attract lightning

if the bolt is already
within a certain distance,

relative to the size of
the object, of course.

I haven't seen Deputy Evans

since the night of the lightning storm.
Have you?

We broke up. I already told you that.

But you've spent time at his house.

Am I under investigation, Sheriff?

You were wearing this
necklace at Noah's funeral.

I went by Evans's house to offer
my condolences the next day

and found it outside.

I messed up, okay?

I...

I never told Max how I
felt when I should have,

and now all I can do is
wait for a second chance.

That's why I've been at his house.

I keep hoping today will be
the day that he comes home.

Today will be the day that
I finally fix everything.

I can't just give up.

Not yet. I...

I have to keep fighting for him.

Even if it's hard, it's...

harder than I could've ever imagined.

Any more questions?

This exercise is about
finding a new perspective.

Changing the way that you see the world.

I don't think I can
take much more of this.

You may now return to
your resting poses.

I kind of like it.

For our final exercise,

we're going to take a look at
the fears that we wrote down.

Go ahead. Take them out.

Now using your newfound goddess
strength, I want you to get up

and throw your fear into the fire.

Set yourself free.

You're a warrior.

You aren't afraid of anything.

Draw upon your feminine power.

Why are you hesitating, Isobel?

The sooner you throw
your paper in the fire,

the sooner you can leave.

Look, it's not that simple, okay?

I can't just throw this in the fire.

I'm trapped.

This is my fault.

I put too much pressure on you.

It's nobody's fault.

It's just here.

Whatever it is,

you can choose to set yourself free.

Say it. Say, "I choose...

to set myself free."

I choose to set myself free.

Louder.

I choose to set myself free.

Damn it.

Smudge.

Do you mind? I've had a hell of a day,

and there's a man cut
open on a table in there.

Bummer.

He's forced to have his bypass
here instead of in Albuquerque,

where the head of cardio actually knows

what he's doing. Thanks, Obama.

Are you complaining about
universal healthcare when

there's a person who could
die right in front of us

- at any moment?
- Uh, it's unrealistic.

I think the mythical,
magical land of Canada

seems to be doing okay.

I believe you work
hard for what you get.

Take your biceps.

And don't flatter yourself,
I'm making a point.

It would be unfair if I looked like you.

I don't put in the work, don't care.

We all have what we deserve.

Okay.

You're the dean of
surgery's daughter. Right?

Yeah, I usually just
shorten it to Steph.

You must have good vision coverage.

No, the, uh, jacket doesn't really do

the biceps justice unless
you really take a look.

It's a 20/20 vision kind of deal.

Uh, let me guess. Dad's insurance plan?

Point, Obama.

Guerin.

What?

The uniform, I just
never get used to it.

What are you doing here?

I know I said to leave it alone,

but I can't stop thinking about my mom.

The photo you showed
me, her intake file.

Maybe if I knew more, I would
stop wondering about it

and be able to focus on my work.

Well, there is something

that I've really been
wanting to tell you,

about her file.

The aliens were referred
to by specimen number,

but your mother, her
name was Nora Truman.

- Nora.
- Mm-hmm.

Guerin, she wasn't admitted to Caulfield

until October 14, 1948.

She was the last one. That's
over a year after the crash.

I know. She may have been
in Roswell the entire time.

There could be people who are
still alive who knew her.

I can help you, Guerin.

No.

I don't, uh, think we
should be working together.

- It's just work.
- I like Maria, okay?

I like being around her.

Don't think she likes being
around me much right now,

so maybe this is pointless.

I get it.

You know, honestly,

if I could choose to be with
Maria DeLuca, I-I would, too.

I don't want to see you right now.

You got me arrested. My
experiment was ruined.

Then why don't you go back to
your lab and save your boyfriend?

The one that let everybody
think that I'm a murderer.

Who lit me on fire, who
watched when people

threw bricks at our house
and didn't come clean.

You remember him? The guy
that you chose to love?

God...

Do you remember when Mom put us
in the car and said that she was

gonna drive us home to Mexico?

Yeah. Yeah, she hit a bike and
I thought it was a person.

The whole car flipped and
she just stayed there.

You got out, saw that it was a
bike and you yelled at her.

You were only 12, but you were scary.

I said that I would kill her

if she drove drunk with
you in the car again.

That's why your accident
never made sense to me.

I never believed

you would drive drunk
with someone in the car.

- I knew my sister.
- Yeah, but everybody else thought it

because I was in the driver's seat.

Because Max put you there. Yes.

Yeah. Your vanilla, mayonnaise,
white-bread boyfriend

knew that I was high.

He knew that I was the only brown girl.

People committed hate crimes

against our family, and
he didn't come clean.

That-That's the hero that
everybody is trying to save?

Rosa.

He was a kid with a secret.

After everything that he did
to us, to you, to Papi,

you choose to love him?

I didn't choose.

And he is more than that mistake.

I mean, h-he's spent
years trying to atone.

I cannot believe that you are trying

to defend him right now, Liz.

Do you know that I have
spent my entire life

feeling invisible in this town,

and now everybody knows who
I am because they hate me.

And I'm stuck here,
surrounded by these people,

and they don't even see
me, they just hate.

It was better when I was a ghost.

I need to stay in Roswell right now.

But you don't.

Kyle and I can

find you an apartment.

If you feel strong
enough not to relapse,

then I'll... I'll help you leave.

Do you feel strong enough

to be on your own, Rosa?

I'm going for a walk.

You should probably get back to the lab.

You have a hero to save.

What are you doing?

I heard you've been sleeping here.

Are you waiting up

in case your mom shows up
in the middle of the night?

What's it to you?

Doesn't seem very safe.

Anyway, don't mind me.

Just gonna, uh, keep an
eye on the parking lot.

Look, I've been thinking...

and I think if anything
bad happened to you,

I would really hate it.

Last time I checked, you were a
bad thing that happened to me.

That's fair.

Liz called.

You got arrested defending
me to Wyatt Long?

Eh, that wasn't about you.

- 'Cause I don't need a hero.
- Good.

Because I'm not one.

Look, I just...

I like when you're happy.

Or singing...

or giving me crap...

or laughing.

Especially laughing.

I don't want you to hate me, DeLuca.

Then don't make me hate you, Guerin.

If you want to guard the
parking lot, I'll allow it.

On a casual, trial, nonexclusive basis.

I'm sorry.

And you can't hook up with
any Lindseys anywhere.

Ever.

Deal.

Didn't expect to see you here.

What made you want to be like him?

What makes you think I had a choice?

Help! We need a doctor!

Help! We need help over here!

I can choose to set myself free.

Leave me alone, you dick!

I-I am in-in so much pain, Rosa.

Oh, really?

So is everybody. Man up.

Have some mercy. I saved your life.

My life is gone.

My mom bailed, I can't talk to my dad,

my entire town hates me

and my sweet little sister is
somebody that I don't even know.

But I do know that she'll save you.

She's gonna fix you,

and until then, leave me alone.

If-if Liz won't s-stop,
then-then, you have to do it.

Go to the pod,

pull me out

and walk away.

You-you won't be killing me,
Rosa, I'm-I'm already dead.

I said no.

Leave me alone.

As long as that handprint is on you,

I can reach you.

Fine.

I'm an expert at quieting voices.

No, no. Ros-Rosa, Rosa, wait.

Don't-don't do anything stupid.

I never dreamed when I was using.

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