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Previously on Roswell, New Mexico...

My mother said that this necklace

protects my family from evil.

There's only one flower

in Maria's necklace.

But there are two DeLuca
women, and apparently

the flower is the key to
preventing their illness.

You guys remember that
recurring dream I used to have

about being chained up?

I was starting to think that maybe

it was more than just a night terror.

Maybe it's a memory

from before we came out of the pods.

- You're my world, Louise.
- I am so sorry.

- That's her. That's my mom.
- "Thank you, Tripp."

He wasn't hunting them.

He was trying to help them.

I know where we need to go next.

She took a bullet to the spine.

I-I did what I could with what I had,

but I had to hide her.

Tripp, give them room, they're doctors.

Your message said that you
were gonna bring two women

that would be no trouble. This

looks like a lot of trouble.

I must have gotten the codes wrong.

No, don't give me that
"Manes man" nonsense.

- Not here in my own home.
- Her name is Louise.

I promised her friend
Nora I'd protect them.

My brother triggered an ambush
before I could get them here.

And Nora...

Wait, what does the Air
Force want them for?

They're not from around here.

They're from...

up north.

Yíiyáh. No, she can't stay here.

Harrison... No.

What if your brother comes here

and finds a fugitive? I
can't put my people at risk

- for a white woman.
- Please.

You're the only person I trust.

If she doesn't make it,
it was all for nothing.

I'll have you remember
that I was the one

that saved your ass in Okinawa.

I don't owe you anything.

I'm only doing this
because you're my family.

And because I'm a damn fool.

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Shh. Don't speak.

Oh, my God. Liz, what are you doing?

Oh, that's cold.

Your heartbeat is irregular.

You been getting enough rest?

Have you?

I didn't hear you come in last night.

Kind of missed you.

I worked late.

Oh, no, none of that.

- Come on.
- Isobel is almost here

to meet you for your road trip.

And I would like

to have pants on.

I'm excited about this, though.

You know Alex dug up all
that info on our bio mom.

You sure you can't come?

Got to take my dad in
for his blood tests.

I want to check on Jenna, too.

Cannot believe she's back
in the hospital again.

Ah, she's been in pain for weeks.

I have no leads on the
mysterious hunting van,

- and Charlie hasn't made contact.
- Hmm.

To be fair, I do hear that phone service

is a little spotty in flying saucers.

Okay, I get that.

You think my alien
abduction theory is bogus.

I know you're worried that
this has to do with you.

But I don't think this
is an alien thing.

Cam and I had fractal
burns on our necks.

We had no memory of what happened.

That's alien stuff.

I just want clarity on something.

Hello?

Do you guys have pants on?

In conclusion, esteemed members
of the Roswell Tourism Board,

while the Pony is normally
a sanctuary for locals

during CrashCon,

I think that my plan to turn it into

the Contact Cantina Pop-Up Bar
will be a hit with alien fans.

We're talking more money
than we first speculated,

- aren't we, now?
- You know, Mayor Bernhardt,

I forgot to tell you about
our new morning cocktail.

Ooh. It's coffee,

vanilla cream, and our best bourbon.

Let me get you a double.

You have to let me go.

You're just crazy!

And I'm trapped...

I thought I saw a spider.

I had a vision, but it was,
it was more like a memory.

Of a fight I had with my
mom when I was younger.

Maybe we should get that necklace back

- from Rosa.
- It's fine.

The vision didn't even
interrupt my pitch

too badly. I just distracted
the mayor with booze.

And now... to celebrate.

- Ooh.
- You cannot distract me

- with sex.
- No?

I want to talk about the
freaky flashback vision.

Mm-mm.

Oh, God, fine.

Oh, no talking. I hate talking.

- Talking is the worst.
- Mm. That's my boy.

You have five seconds

to leave room for Jesus.

Good... Wow.

You know, I always assumed
Michael was a top, but...

this actually makes a lot of sense.

What are you doing here?

Pack your bags.

- We're going on a family road trip.
- Oh, God.

I'm calling shotgun.

You can't call shotgun if
you don't see the car.

That's a basic rule and you know it.

Is this why Max wanted the day off?

In the photo of Max
and Isobel's bio mom,

there was a water tower.

Alex recognized that water tower

from the town where his mom grew up.

You should come with us.

If she's coming, I get shotgun.

You can't call until we see the car.

Oh, it's made-up rules, DeLuca.

Pickup order for Manes.

I hope that limp isn't
from a paintball injury.

Nope. Those, uh, bruises
have mostly healed.

I just got a new prosthetic.

Takes a minute to get used to.

You working on your book?

I write my book on my computer.

However, I write my angsty emo poetry

in an angsty emo journal.

I'm actually working
on some poetry myself.

Well, song lyrics, technically.

It's a lot harder than
it was in high school.

Yeah, writing was easier for
me when I was a kid, too.

Feelings... we bury 'em now.

You just got to find
that thing inside of you

that doesn't have a voice.

Lend it yours. You know?

Listen... I have, like,
zero musical talent,

but if you need help with the
wordy part, we could, uh...

Actually, I'm leaving
tomorrow for a few days

to go talk to some recruits.

Alex, they make you pick

the beans or what?

I thought that you were
waiting in the car.

Isobel and Maria needed a
time-out from each other.

She started it.

Hey, Forrest.

You guys off to do some
more alien research?

Uh, no, we're going on a road trip

to the reservation where my mom grew up.

I just took a DNA test,

turns out I'm Elizabeth
Warren percent Navajo.

Is this your girlfriend?

- Uh...
- Oh, my God.

- Gross.
- Is that how I present?

It was good to see you, Forrest.

Yeah. You, too.

Hey, I'll be at the Pony tonight
if you're back in time.

You know, we could work on your song

before you leave for your recruitment.

♪ Till the sky turns blue... ♪

See you.

I thought you might want "hair so shiny,

it's gonna make your guy cry."

What, what are you doing here?

Oh, my dad's in the waiting room.

We're a little early
for his appointment.

- How you feeling?
- Well, aside from

debilitating migraines
keeping me bedridden,

- I'm super.
- Max thinks that,

'cause of the burns, it's
maybe an alien thing.

"Max thinks."

So typical of a dude
to make my abduction

all about him.

I just believe it was
someone trying to use me

to get to Charlie.

What she's tangled up in is bad,

but probably not aliens.

Wish I could convince Max.

Stress isn't good for him.

I'm not gonna argue with you. I
need access to this room now.

You can't take enforcement
action in a sensitive location.

Ma'am, I'm looking for potential
witnesses to human smuggling.

If you don't have a warrant,
you're not coming in this room.

This young man is a patient.

He's waiting for an X-ray.

You can't remove him from the hospital.

Abuela, I told you, we
shouldn't have come here.

Miguel, don't say anything.
You understand?

- Not a word.
- Mija, I got you a coffee.

Papi, we have to go, come on, right now.

Can I see some ID, please?

He has applied for his green card.
I'm his sponsor, okay?

This is his, uh, G-1145 right here.

You can show that to the court.

- No, hey-hey-hey...
- It's okay. Call the lawyer.

No. No-no-no. He is a diabetic.

It is illegal to detain a patient.

- Exigent circumstances.
- Move.

No. Hey, this is an
unconstitutional arrest,

and the ACLU will be all over you.

Elizabeth, we respect
the law in this family.

If you're in trouble,

who will take care of the mouse?

Wait. Hold on. He left his jacket.

No, hey, it's cold out there.

He is not even wearing a sweater.

Rules are rules, fair and square.

And, anyway, I shouldn't have
to call shotgun, Michael,

it's my car. I get eternal shotgun.

It wouldn't have been so bad

if you weren't made of elbows.

At the risk of sounding
un-PC, uh, may I propose

- a peace treaty?
- No.

Hey.

We can smoke the peace
pipe after the rain dance.

It's good to see you, Alex.

Guys, this is my brother Gregory.

- Gregory...
- High school wasn't that long ago.

- I know everyone.
- Hi.

Are you all here about

the woman in the photo?

Uh, just Michael, Isobel and Max.

Maria and I are going
to the trading post.

And the jewelry is calling my name.

So... where do we start?

We start at the end.

I know there's no service up there,

but call me when you can.

I love you.

Okay. So the deputy on call

says there's one detention
center in the county.

- Here's the info.
- He, he doesn't

have anything left in Mexico.

No one. Nowhere to go.

You can't think like that right now.

I think like this always.

Rosa and I used to
recite our escape plan

for if our parents got deported

and we got separated in foster care.

I begged my parents

not to tell Santa where we lived

because I was afraid
he'd ask for papers.

My whole life was built on
a fear of this day coming,

and it's here.

If I'd have kept better
track of his health,

he wouldn't need these tests.

I should have made him
move to California.

Yeah, I thought we were safe

being outside the hundred-mile
zone, but after this election...

I should've known better.

And I should've made him
wear a sweater this morning

because it's freezing out there.
And what if he...?

Liz, stop. Breathe, breathe. Okay?

If you don't breathe,
you're gonna work yourself

- into a panic attack. Just...
- Okay. Okay.

Think.

Is there someone we can call?

Kyle's at a conference, but I
can have him call his mom.

Do you know anyone with some real power?

You know, federal muscle.

Gonna have to call my BFF Ivanka.

Yeah.

Okay.

I'm gonna get dressed.

And we're gonna go to
the detention center.

Oh, no, no, no. You do
not need to do that.

You are in pain.

You've had 28 years of running scared.

I can handle a headache,

at least until Evans gets back, okay?

Hey, it's me.

Liz.

I need your help.

You're still the Isobel Evans

who convinced the basketball
captain to pull four different

fire alarms to get out of AP Gov, right?

Yeah. Legend.

Here she is.

Oh, my God.

It's covered in flowers.

It's winter.

Rumor is, they grow
year-round unattended.

She was a healer.

I-I'm told she helped with trauma,

addiction, that sort of thing.

All without speaking, yes.

This another grave?

Think of the child. Go. Go.

No!

She was pregnant?

Louise arrived gravely injured.

And the baby didn't survive.

Uh...

No.

I'll meet you back at the car.

Are you okay? Seem a little off.

I had a vision during a
meeting this morning.

It almost cost me a deal
that could save the bar.

Maybe I should just wear the necklace.

Go back to being a social
media guru-slash-barkeep...

slash-magical trope in our
redneck mayor's fantasy.

So, why did you really come today?

Your ideal day off isn't
fighting for the radio dial

with Isobel Evans, so...

This is the back of my necklace.

The word stamped in the
silver says "Tsela."

The necklace is Navajo, so
I thought maybe that was

the jeweler, but no one I've asked here

seems to know who made it.

I just want answers.

Well, there's a ton of silver
jewelry for sale here.

So why don't we just keep
looking for something

with the same stamp?

Okay?

Noah said our planet was war-torn.

But the hell they found here
can't have been worth it.

Do you think that

Louise's baby died from
her injuries or...

you think maybe it was
never gonna survive?

What are you talking about?

I was pregnant... when you died.

Obviously, I'm not anymore.

I just can't help wondering
if that was my last chance.

Assuming that humans and
aliens can't procreate,

because they're different species.

Maybe that little baby wasn't viable.

You almost died during the
abortion, didn't you?

I could feel it.

Noah almost killed you again, huh?

Oh, I need a minute.

Well, that went well.

Noah wasn't your only chance.

We could do the turkey baster thing.

Whatever.

You know?

Sorry, um...

I'm gonna need you to say more words.

If you want a kid,

I will raise the white walker,
I will play the pink guitar.

Okay, stop.

Are you telling me that you would...

donate your alien baby gravy?

I'm saying that I want a family.

So if you want to be a mom someday...

and you need an alien dad...

Look, I know you would rather
have a white picket fence

and a, and a golden retriever
and a husband, but you're...

You would be an incredible father.

Have I told you lately that I love you?

I wish you had never said "baby gravy."

It's Ortecho. Arturo
Ortecho, he's my dad.

And he needs gliclazide
and beta-blockers.

I brought both.

We can't take contraband here,

but there is an infirmary
on-site, if he's here.

You know, out of curiosity,

did Nebane Abienwi visit an infirmary

before he died of a brain
bleed in your custody?

What about Johana Medina León?

She was 25 years old, okay?

People walk through those
doors and they die.

That's enough, lady. We get it.

Who's your supervisor?

You need prior approval before
conducting enforcement in a hospital.

- There was a compliance memo.
- Right, a memo,

which is just like a law, except not.

Unless you calm down,

I'm gonna arrest you for obstruction.

Okay, Liz, maybe sit down.

Sir, I'm Deputy Jenna Cameron.

And we appreciate your interpretations

of your guidelines,

but we have an urgent health concern

about an inmate here, if you just

wouldn't mind checking the system.

All right.

Manes boys are always welcome here.

I'll fix you something to drink.

He doesn't have much time left.

Days, maybe.

His name's Harrison.

And he's the only one
Louise ever spoke to here.

He met my dad's great-uncle

Tripp Manes fighting in World War II.

Harry was a code talker.

Can we speak to him?

I'm sorry. He's too far gone.

Greg, you mind taking me
back to the trading post?

I think I should check
on Alex and Maria.

And seriously... Alex or Maria?

You sure about this?

You look like her.

Harrison.

You look different.

That was a lesson I learned from Louise.

How to take your mind to a
better time when you're in pain.

Come on,

I haven't seen the sky in a while.

I'll tell you about her.

Hey! What did he say?

Do you have a court case next
week for a vandalism charge?

What?

Y-Yes, but I didn't do it.

I'm just gonna plead guilty and
pay the fine. It's nothing.

They denied your dad's
green card application

because of a misdemeanor on your record.

You can't be his sponsor.

- I want to see my father!
- Liz...

- We might be willing to help you
- Liz.

If you approached us more calmly.

And what if I approached
you more blondely?

Would that work?

Because you seem very happy
talking to my friend, vato.

- Liz...
- Jenna?

Hey! Are you okay?

I'm sorry. It's my head.

No, no, no. Okay.

We can get out of here.

Here. Just popped up.

Ortecho's being transferred to El Paso

for his deportation hearing.

You can see him there around Tuesday.

I taught Tripp the codes in the Pacific.

That's how we set up the rescue.

He was supposed to smuggle
Louise and Nora here,

but the plan fell apart.

Will you show us?

It isn't pretty.

You've changed.

The man I met on that
ship obeyed orders.

Guess I saw what happens
when good men fall in line

with bad orders.

I'm a Christian, Harry.

When evil itself tells me
to kill a woman with child,

I disobey.

Even if the evil looks
just like my brother.

Did you find a family for her?

Max.

Our sister survived.

There should be music
where you take her.

I think she's a dancer.

You can give her a house
full of music, Louise.

Nora wanted me to protect you,

- so that you could protect the child.
- No.

He's coming for me, and
I can't even move.

No, when the devil comes, I
won't be able to fight for her.

The devil?

Please, it is hard to be a woman

on your planet. It's only

gonna be harder still for her.

Roy Bronson believed in meeting
hatred with compassion.

And I want her to be like him.

A light in the darkness.

A little star on the ground.

I want that for both of my girls.

Where did he take the baby?

- Can't say.
- No.

Tell us where our sister went.

She isn't your sister.

Louise rarely spoke, but when she did,

she spoke of two daughters.

Two stars on the ground.

She had no sons.

No.

You, you aren't hers.

You came from something else.

- Something?
- Max, just calm down.

- No, you said she barely spoke to you.
- Max, you're agitating him.

He's, like, a million years old.

Harrison, I'm sorry. Uh, thank you.

- But I think we need to leave now.
- No, wait.

She lived for decades longer
than she should have,

trapped inside of a body
that could no longer dance,

waiting for a sign that
you would be all right.

She loved you.

Max.

It doesn't matter.

Of course it matters.

Hi.

It's caffeine.

Are they out of Reposado?

It's gonna make you feel better.

- Mm, yeah.
- I asked them

to run a new test.

Your headaches are spinal headaches.

Because there was a hole torn

- into your spinal cord.
- I'm sorry, what?

Uh, my kidnappers gave me a spinal tap?

Do you mind signing off so I
can look at your tox screen?

Yeah, of course, but, Liz,

you d... you don't
have to do this, okay?

- Your dad and...
- I need a distraction.

I can't leave for El Paso

until tomorrow, and they're
not letting him have visitors

other than his lawyer
until Tuesday, so...

Thank you for being here.

No, you, you used your
privilege to help me.

I'm furious that I needed it, but...

I needed it.

Any time.

You've always been different
than me and Michael, okay?

Always. You were the leader.

From the start. I mean,
You're the special one.

- You're the healer.
- I was.

Now I can't even sneeze without
my heart skipping a beat.

All my life, no matter how weird

things got, I never felt alone.

Because I was your twin.

Maybe I'm different.

Maybe I'm, maybe I'm a freak.

What's this really about?

I can't stop thinking about

being chained up when I was a kid.

It didn't feel like someone
bad chained me up.

It felt like

I was the someone bad.

Max, you're not dangerous.

Saving people destroys me.

But killing Noah?

That felt good.

I was high.

And whenever I think about
what he did to you,

I want to chase that high.

I wish I could kill
him a thousand times.

Louise mentioned the devil.

Maybe something evil was chasing them.

And maybe that something was me.

Okay.

I want to show you something.

You see this hand on her shoulder there?

See, Michael thought it was just someone

who got cropped out of
the picture, but no.

Any female would recognize
that body language.

She does not want that hand on her.

Louise said the devil would come.

Mm-hmm.

I think something evil was after them,

but it wasn't you.

I want to find out who it was.

Hey.

I just wanted to say
thank you before we go.

I also feel like I should

congratulate you on getting out.

Of the Navy?

Of the family.

Getting out from under Dad.

You got to break free of him, man.

- Do you feel free?
- I, uh,

don't think I get to be
free until you are, Alex.

You know, you're my brother.

I wish that I would've
stood up for you more.

You know, I think he's actually
getting a little bit better.

It's like the stroke
melted away the psycho

in his brain or something.

If you can forgive him, you should.

Cast off the stone.

Let me hate him for you.

I owe you that much.

You know, they say the
drive from here to Roswell

isn't that bad.

Good to know.

Liz.

Hey, um, yeah, I'm sorry.

- I'm just gonna go change, okay?
- Mm-hmm.

I should fire you. I'm gone one day,

and already you're showing
up late for your shift?

Papi.

How did you...?

You called me.

Hey, Elizabeth.

Diego.

Great. Another ostentatious belt buckle.

You know, despite it all, you really are

still my idiot brother.

I'll always be your idiot brother.

You guys have any luck?

We had some luck.

I don't know if it was good
luck, but it was luck.

- You?
- We scoured

this store for jewelry that
said "Tsela" on it, but nada.

Although I did manage to
spend an entire week's worth

of tips anyway.

Tsela?

Yeah. It was printed

on the back of my
grandmother's necklace.

I thought I might find
some answers here.

Well, apparently, um, it is Navajo

for "star on the ground."

So, you guys ready to go?

"Star on the ground"?

Maria?

What year was your grandmother born?

Uh, '48, I think.

Was she adopted?

Yeah.

Oh, my God.

Your grandmother...

was my sister.

That actually explains a lot.

Dad's chocolate caliente.

The booze is relative to his gratitude,

so proceed with caution.

Diego, I never would have reached out

if it weren't an emergency.

Thank your mom for me.

The senator was more than
happy to call in a favor.

She's always liked you.

I like her, too.

We need more people like her.

Look, we got lucky your
dad got out at all,

much less without an ankle monitor.

And you pissed a few
people off back there,

so it's not likely that
this is the end for you.

Who's your lawyer?

Or should I make some calls?

No. You've done enough.

After what I did, I can't even believe

you listened to my voice mail.

It's okay.

How did you get here so fast?

I was at the airport in Phoenix

when you called.

Just had to reroute real fast.

And how have you been?

Well, my fiancée left me.

I'm kidding.

I'm kidding.

No, I'm seeing someone. It's
getting pretty serious,

so... Good.

Yeah.

Me, too.

Good.

We can be friends.

- Yes.
- Yeah.

And don't take this the wrong way...

- Mm-hmm.
- Please tell me you're not

wasting that incredible brain of yours

writing alien hamburger puns.

I am working on a few projects.

Nothing I can talk about, but...

I'm not wasting anything.

Well,

all the coolest studies
make you sign NDAs, anyway,

so...

You know what?

There actually is something.

Okay.

Do you know what butyricol is?

Worth a shot. It's this chemical I found

in my friend's tox screen.

I have never heard of it.

Maybe you're slacking, Ortecho.

I am sorry, it has only been a year.

Did you literally forget
everything about me?

Liz?

Max.

You got my calls.

Where are they holding him?

He's back. He's safe.

It's okay, Max.

I am so sorry.

Hi.

Diego, this is Max, my boyfriend.

Max, this is...

The ex-fiancé.

It's nice to meet you.

It's me, Guerin.

We're closed.

Hey, that alien console piece
that Jim Valenti left me.

- Mm-hmm?
- You still have it?

No. I sold it on eBay.

Funny.

You didn't attach it to your console.

I tried.

Doesn't fit.

So, Tripp left this for
my dad before he died.

My dad thought it was a code, but this

is a reference sketch
of this exact piece.

My dad's been looking for
this thing for 30 years,

and Jim Valenti had it all along.

- What are you gonna do with it?
- I'm gonna give it to him.

I want to see what he does
with it once he's got it.

Look, if it didn't fit in your console,

then it fits somewhere else.

My dad could lead us there.

Your dad hunts aliens, Alex.

He'll lead my family right off a cliff.

I've protected you so far.
That's not changing.

Besides, he's-he's different

these days.

You have to be kidding me.

I don't trust him, Guerin. I just...

I'm asking you to trust me.

When we were kids, you
believed people were good,

despite humanity doing everything

to prove you otherwise.

And, God, I loved you for it.

But what was charming when we were 17,

it's just, it's just stupid now.

How do you not see that?

You believe there's some
good in your father?

- Yeah. Yeah, I do.
- Mm.

God forbid I have faith in people

who don't give me a good reason to.

That's not fair.

- No?
- No.

Why is your hand covered?

You miss your injury

because you want to hurt.

Your anger made you feel safe.

I will always hate my father

for what he did to you,

but I-I don't want to live

in that toolshed for
the rest of my life.

I don't want to walk around thinking

that people don't change,

that one day everyone's
just gonna let me down,

'cause I am not building

a damn rocket ship in a hidden lair.

There's one way

for me off of this planet.

And I need to believe
in a reason to stay.

I promise I'll keep you safe.

Can't let you leave with that.

What are you gonna do?

Fight me for it?

Good night, Michael.

You want one?

Ugh, I'm okay. I'm so tired.

One sip and I'd be done.

I'm sorry I wasn't there today.

You're here now.

I guess when your boyfriend's
dead for a few months,

you figure out how to manage
the worst days on your own.

I've always been able
to manage on my own.

Talk to me. I know your
day was hard, too.

Oh, no. Not compared to yours.

- I'm fine.
- Really?

'Cause, no judgment, but
you just killed, like,

four fingers of bourbon in a minute.

You know, you never told me why
your parents immigrated here

in the first place.

My dad wanted a family,

but not in Juárez.

There was no opportunity, no money.

Women were disappearing
there all the time.

He didn't want my mom to be one of them.

So we fled.

You're wondering why
your family came here.

If I even had a family.

I mean, I know so little
about my own story.

And the, the parts that
I thought I understood

are just unraveling.

Max.

Family is the one area
where I am certain

biology does not matter.

Look, when I found out that
Rosa was only my half sister,

that didn't change anything.

- This is different.
- It's not...

There are only three of us on
this planet, as far as we know.

I mean, feeling disconnected from them

makes me feel completely alone.

Completely alone?

I'm right here.

When you needed a, a rescue today,

your Mensa society, old money

son of a senator ex was there

to answer your prayers.

I couldn't even answer a call.

- You didn't need me.
- Oh, my God. Okay, so...

Would you prefer that I did need you?

Would you prefer to come home

to find me crying into
my dad's windbreaker

so that you can swoop me up and drive me

to El Paso for his deportation hearing

- in the morning?
- That's not fair.

You wanted me to talk about today.

Yes, okay.

I'm sorry.

I want you to feel better.

Well, you think maybe you
could go back in time

and not meet someone
as handsome as Diego?

Seriously. He's like if someone

mixed a-a cologne ad with a Kennedy.

It's ridiculous. I will
never feel adequate again.

Mm, you're wrong.

Max, let me be clear.

You are objectively better in bed.

Hey, that helps. That, th... You win.

And I never woke up on a
Sunday morning to him

singing Hank Williams in the shower.

- Poorly.
- He never snuck, uh,

unreasonable tips

into my dad's checks...
or quoted Henry IV.

Coming home to you,

at the end of my worst days...

and my best days...

is the only rescue I need.

She looks

so determined.

Yeah.

Neither of us would be
here if she hadn't been.

You know, she was paralyzed and alone

for 50 years, and she still
managed to use her powers

to help ease troubled minds.

You know how hard that is?

To take on someone else's suffering?

I mean, it doesn't just disappear.

She would have been
carrying all of that.

She suffered so much loss.

I don't know how to be worth it.

Nope. It's weird.

- Agreed.
- Yeah.

You know, DeLuca,

I think we have been suffering

from a nasty case of sibling rivalry.

Well, you do make me suffer.

- Isobel...
- Speaking of suffering.

Mind giving us a minute?

I will leave, on the condition

that you are not about to propose

to my great-great-grandniece.

The branches of this family
tree are twisted enough.

Hey.

Here.

Open it.

I don't understand.

The beads are made with
pollen from the alien flower.

I found another plant
growing at Louise's grave.

Okay, my working theory

is that they grow from alien remains.

There's this UFO lore
about that Libyan desert

where the flowers have
been discovered before.

You don't have to wear
it if you don't want to.

I know better than to think

I can save Maria DeLuca.

I hope you decide you can save yourself.

I thought that was gonna
be a much harder sell.

A lot of people have made
sacrifices so I could be here.

I don't want to waste them.

- Diego?
- I made a call, about that toxin

in your friend's system, butyricol.

It's a drug.

It's-it's a memory eraser.

It was developed by a
private organization

and purchased by the
military for weaponization.

There's no approved application

outside of violent combat.

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