All language subtitles for Roswell.New.Mexico.S04E07.WEBRip.x264-ION10

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Roswell, New Mexico...

BONNIE:
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?

MICHAEL: Your dad's Bible,
I recognize it.

I saw it in Bonnie's cave.

MARIA: We know that
you have memories from 1947.

Just focus on that Bible,

and I'll do the rest.

Wait, did you see that?

The glasses are the key

to decoding 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.

LIZ:
Bonnie kissed you

so she could disable
your powers.

There's a rift in our Triad.

Clyde has been questioning
her leadership.

I tipped that machete
in Bonnie's virus.

MAX:
Tezca wants to use my abilities

for the alighting,
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?

Handprint's gone.

You kissed her, didn't you?

Um, 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 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-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've 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.

Right. Well, Tezca 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.

[stammers]

Do I need to remind you
they want me, too?

I know, I know,
and I can protect you.

No, Max.

The truth is you are scared

of embracing
who you really are.

And instead of
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.

[door closes]

♪

[door opens, closes]

Uh, isn't it, uh,

a little early for cocktails?

Well, this cook from
a place called Flavortown

says Bloody Marys are
appropriate at any hour

and a necessity for an omelet.

You look like you need one.

[scoffs]

Max, everything okay?

Uh, no, I got a...

I got a tip from the station
that 40 gallons of paint thinner

went missing from an artist's
retreat outside of town.

Since paint thinner is...

Condensed acetone.

You think there must be
an alien application.

Well, there is.

Tezca uses that stuff

to help her body recover
when she shapeshifts too much.

Which means she's hurt.

It's the time to strike.

With what?

Harsh language?

We don't have powers.

We don't need powers

to divide Tezca and Clyde.

Look...

You said Clyde was already
starting to doubt her.

Well, Clyde puts Ophiuchus
philosophy above everything

and Tezca tends to bend
the rules.

So we lean into that.

If you can convince Clyde
Tezca's strayed,

that's a start.

No. That's no good.

Tezca had to have
already filled in Clyde

that Bonnie got arrested
and betrayed 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.

Help sell the story.

Listen,
Clyde's a pragmatist.

So, if we intrigue him
that we can help him

get 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.And the second?

It's a map.

[sighs]

From here...

...to Oasis. [high-pitched ringing]

That's home.

Here's what I'm thinking.

Fuel plus map

equals...
Ship.

Yep.

Clyde said that
he thought with Michael's help

he might be able to find
what 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've
gotten thick,

but we're still
on the same page.

[high-pitched ringing]

Any, uh, progress
on your alien virus?

Tiny bubbles can have
big answers.

[groans][electrical whirring]

My usual problem-solver is
merlot with a Morissette chaser.

Mm, when I'm stuck,
it's Kate Bush.

I could play some for you
if you 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 car
to fetch that man of yours?

At least some of those seconds
in that minute

are attributed to him.

They say a wild girls' weekend

is the perfect medicine

for relationship woes.

Oh, I appreciate it, but...

I got a cousin I am long overdue
to check in on.

Ah.

Oh, uh,

I have reservations
for sunset tapas.

So you can treat your cousin
if you want.

It'd be amazing.

Yeah.
[chuckles]

After last night,
this is gonna be

like stepping into a warm bath.

Okay, since when do we need
the full spa package

for a mindscape?

Since, uh, Theo

locked up your memories

trying to protect you,
I figured we could use

the entire, uh,
earth, wind and 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
vision-inducing drugs

to access
her subconscious.

But your superpower is water.

So we're gonna use that
as a conduit.

Welcome

to the Hot Tub Time Machine.Oh.

Okay, thank you.

[chuckles]

[sighs] You know,
the tricky part,

really, is just gonna be, um,

breaking down any barriers
that your father might have...

erected...

in your, um...

[chuckles]:
Okay.

Uh, well, look, I'm sold.

Uh, what 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.

[chuckles]:
Yeah.

That's good. Yeah.

Me, too.

They're not in my trunks.

It's like, I thought that
it would be less awkward

if I didn't make eye contact.Nah.

I see that
that's a mistake now.

You know, it's 'cause
I think I'm being

a little paranoid recently.
I kind of...

Mm-hmm....have 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 am 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-our leader understood
how powerful loyalty could be.

Unlike Bonnie.

She can be naiïve.

But she's...Betrayed us.

for Earthen trinkets
and endeavors.

She has no place
in this Triad anymore.

[takes deep breath]

I will fix this.

But, uh...

to be certain the alighting
is brought about,

perhaps it's time for you
to share with me the location...

There's a reason Jones placed
his secrets in my trust.

I was merely trying to help.

Then give me your arm.

My arm?

To expedite
the cleansing process.

Unless you see

a better way
to achieving the alighting.

Of course, Tezca.

Long live Ophiuchus.

♪

MARIA:Okay, Mom, if you're
trying to talk,

this is me trying to listen.

Sometimes when you'd 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.

[sighs]

Are you trying to talk to me?

Please, please, Mom, just...

give me a sign.

Is this a sign?

[sighs] No.

It's just a waste of time.

[high-pitched ringing]

[vehicle approaching]

Uncle Roy? Uncle Roy!

Well, 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.

[chuckles]

Look who it is.

Courtesy of Louise.

She wishes y'all could come
to the Long Farm

and enjoy it with us.

[chuckles]

You having any luck on getting
your own farm yet?

Every time I apply
for a land purchase,

it mysteriously just gets sold.

Mm.
But I won't give up,

I'll find a plot
eventually.

Someplace where me and Louise
can raise our family safe,

and Nora can work.

How is her project coming along?

BRONSON:It's almost finished
and impressive,

but that'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.

THEO:
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 chess board

can become a chess piece.

All right.

A chess board?
Chess piece? What...

Wh-What game is he
talking about?

Project Shepherd, maybe.

Or something to do with Jones.

I don't know. I think
we need to keep exploring.

And that stuff
about your teacher?

Yeah, I don't know. I-I don't
have any memories from Oasis.

Whatever it was, it must've
been bad enough to, uh,

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.

[high-pitched ringing]

[knocking]

[chuckles]:
Liz!

Okay, now, tell me.

Is everybody okay? Papi?

Yeah, no. Papi's fine.

Siempre con lo mismo.
He's... Thank you.

Huh?
...finally mastered
his enchilada recipe,

just in time for
the Hatch Day Party.

Which was a nice break

from trying to Ms. Frizzle
my GED students

onto the Magic School Bus.

And what about
Chocolate Chip?

Is he treating my sister well?

♪ Never had to knock on wood I don't know.

Max is making me feel kind of...[footsteps approaching]

[squealing][chuckles]: Oh, hi.

[squealing]

Liz, this is...
These are my roommates.

This is Zephyr and Juliana.

The famous cousin Liz
Rosalinda's always mentioning.

Can we talk about
how gorgeous she is?

[speaks in foreign language]
Oh, my God.

We are so excited to meet you.
[gasps]

You have to see
what Rosalinda's working on.

Okay, no puedo contigo.

Liz doesn't want to hear
about this right now.

No, of course I do.

Well, I'm not the best
at humble bragging, all right?

But that's enough about me.
I want the chisme.

Uh, perhaps the chisme
after dim sum later.

We're actually about to head out
to the art installation in SoHo.

Got to go.You guys should just go
without me, honestly.

ZEPHYR:
No.Lady Teelan 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 and a shower.Are you sure?

Yeah. Yeah.
Uh, dinner later?

I got this fancy reservation.

Yeah, that's awesome.

[giggling]Let's go. Okay. Bye.

Have fun.[door closes]

♪ That's the impression
that I get. ♪

I can't help feeling
like I failed you.

You gave me purpose.

Please show me the way
again once more.

Tezca said you turned on us.

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.

Tezca 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.

A-And when I questioned
if this was your will as well...

I have sacrificed so much.

Tezca 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,
i-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,

it's a 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 Tezca left us
to decipher.

And bring about the alighting
once and for all.

You're sure Bronson
owned property in 1947?

'Cause neither digital files

nor these manual logs
show that he did.

Clyde told me and Bonnie
that Tezca believed

there was a connection
between land Bronson bought

and this final piece
that Jones tasked them

to acquire so they can go home.

There's something on this lost
piece of land that they need.

Uh, what, because...

Because if my mother built
the ship they're looking for,

they'd need a farm
big enough to hide it.

Right. And if we find that link,
then you can finally complete

the, uh, hunt you started
decades ago.

You want to talk about

why you, uh, hid the star map
from the rest of us?

I was always gonna
tell you about it.

Judging from that map,

it, uh, looks like a long trip.

Years, right?

All depends on
the engine capabilities

of my mother's ship.

And Alex is cool

with a 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 burying
questions about Oasis

doesn't mean that
I can't be asking them.

Okay, now that I've tried
a doughnut,

I'm ready to help
find this farm

where the ship must be hidden.

"Sale denied.

"No person of any race
other than Caucasian

"may use or occupy the property,

with 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 doughnuts.

BONNIE:
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.

Well, there's evil everywhere.

You know, I don't think
we're gonna find anything here.

Bronson 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.

LIZ:
Okay, so how was
the SoHo exhibit?

[gasps] Oh, okay,
it was really good.
Yeah?

Great, you guys got
my favorite table.

Shivani.

Uh, this is my cousin,

Rosalinda.

Sorry to crash
the family reunion.

Um, the acquisition went
much faster than expected,

and I couldn't pass up escargot.

Liz, you're gonna love
the new gadgets

we're gonna have
at our disposal.

So, if Genoryx was like being
a kid in a candy shop,

Shivani's R&D budget is like
the 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.

Um, well, right now
I'm really into

this Mexican muralist
from the '30s.

His name is David Siqueiros.

He worked with fractals.

They're, um, infinitely
repeating shrinking patterns.

They are orderly,
but also have chaos.

Fractals?Yeah.

The shape lends
itself to this...

To increase volume
and surface ratio.

On the canvas?

Wait, so... we were looking

for a way
to attack damaged tissue.

Right?
Mm-hmm.

Okay, but 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 might be
exactly what we need

to undo the damage
that has altered these cells.

We could flood our subjects'
circulatory systems

with bio-engineered
organic compounds

that are in a cryogenic...

Pod.

Yeah, um, you guys sound like
you have a lot to catch up on

in words that I
can't even spell,

so I'm gonna catch you later.

Hey.

Jones is coming.

Don't move. Don't make a sound.

Listen...

[grunts]

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.

What good does
incomplete work do?

Leave me to finish in peace
if you want me to

provide you what you need.

[sharp noise]

Killing you...

isn't the only way
I can hurt you.

Instructions. He-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?

Mm.

Then get 'em.

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?

Iz, are you okay? I thought
I lost you for a second.

Did you...
you see something, or...

I don't know what I saw.

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 Valentis.

Maybe they can take it south.

I'm in your debt.

You were right, man,
he targeted him.

I have to hide my son.

You said your boy is
talented with water.

They say the lakes in the
national forests are bottomless.

I doubt Jones'll
find 'em there.

Yeah.

Great. Okay, thank you.

[truck door shuts]

[engine starts]

[Theo takes deep breath]

My brave boy.

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
his glasses.

[door shuts]

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-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 came all this way

just to brag about
some new friendship.

I mean, that was the point
of all the shop talk

over snails, 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 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.

Liz, que dices?

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.

[soft chuckle]

I'm completely impressed.

My kitchen is a little small
for churro pancakes,

but you can still tell me
what this is about.

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.

Well, Max is stubborn.
This is not news.

But that is his journey.

This, right now,
is about you.

Liz Ortecho is allowed
to make mistakes.

Just like everybody else.

Just focus on what is
authentically you.

And news flash,
it is not hatch parties

or Mr. Feeny cosplay.

Weird fringe science,
that's your jam.

Just, the more that you
focus on

being the most you,

everything will fall into place.

Why was this never registered
with the Chavez County clerk?

That property is 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.

Bronson should have
never bought that land.

He would have been happier
with 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.

Had a dried up aquifer,

a couple underground caves.

But as long as he had
Louise and the baby,

he was 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 Tezca's probably
already on her way.

I can follow up on this,

but we can't let Clyde

get anywhere
near that craft.Mm.

I'll-I'll distract him.

It's okay, it's okay.
We're-we're fam.

As you guys say.

You okay?

You know that once
you get those glasses,

you'll be able to know
everything you want

about your father.

Iz, I don't know, what if--

What if I fail him?

I get that.

After I got
my mother's sword, I was...

I was terrified
of letting her down.

Changes everything.

But I do believe that when
we step into our legacy,

it makes us stronger.

[high-pitched ring]

♪

[gasps]

[grunts]

Okay, damn! I mean,

you just went all
Ten Commandmentson that pond.

[sighs]

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, um, as for
Señor Slicey here,

well, how often have poked
around an unknown cave

and found something pleasant?Good point.

Oh, tranq guns
for you and Michael. Smart.

Oh, yeah. I wanted to talk
to you about Michael

before he got here.
I think Clyde

is selling him
on returning to Oasis.

Well, he's been dreaming
about that place

since he first caught
a glimpse of the sky

the night he fell out
of the pod.

Yeah, I know, but this is--

This is more than fairy tales.

I think the-the possibility
of returning home

is clouding Michael's judgment.

Got it. So it's like, um,

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.

[vehicle approaching]

What's with all the chitchat?

Spaceship's not gonna
just find itself.

Okay, what page...

[mutters indistinctly]

Let's give it a try.

"A map where no roads go

is where all roads lay hidden."

Mom?

Is that you?♪ You should have seen

♪ The curse that flew
right by you ♪

[record skips violently][music stops]

There's nothing in that passage
off to the left.

Look. That's blood.

Smell that? Acetone.

It's gotta be Tezca.

I'm curious.

Did you get here
on your own,

or did a
treacherous Oasian

nudge you in
the right direction?

MICHAEL: This has nothing
to do with Bonnie.

I'm not talking about
Little Miss Naiïveté.

This feels like an ingrate
trying to assert his will

while I'm in a weakened state.

Rest assured, I'm not.

[loud rumbling]Watch out!

You still seem to be
without your powers.

Don't need powers
to squeeze a trigger.

[Michael grunting]

Alone at last.

I like your sword.

Well, come and get it.

[both grunting, shouting]

I-I know you.
How do I know you?

No matter.

You'll know me as the last face
you ever saw.

[tranquilizer firing]

This seems to be the spot,

but what danger
should I be concerned about?

Okay...

[violent whoosh]

Great. Cosmic quicksand?

Let's see what you hid in the
Gospel of Luke about this.

MAX: I'm sorry we didn't
find the ship today.

You know,
I was unsure about it

for a bunch of stupid reasons.

But, uh, but I know how much
it means to you.

I'm sorry. I should have
told you about the map sooner.

Kinda 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...[laughs]

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, uh,
should probably do

a little more pondering,

and spend a little less
time in protect mode.

Okay, a lot less time.

But, um, look,
whatever you decide,

I got your back.

Well, Tezca'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.

Dallas' memories said as much,
and then I just had some

triggered of my own, so...

You know, Tezca 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 gotta warn her.

Now, I know I've never enjoyed
these walks

you're inclined to take,

but it got 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 Tezca is?

You sent them to their doom.

Their death or hers,
such matters of fate

are for Ophiuchus
to decide.

The greater matter was

hoping your new friends

would find the actual
spot I was looking for.

The one Tezca's been
so reticent to share with me.

But 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,

it led us here.

Dallas, is it?

Your journey has been
revelatory for us both.

What are--
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 or me, not you,

nor the traitor Theo.

Dallas, run!

Do so and there are
consequences.

Toss the glasses
and the Bible over to me,

or she goes in.Okay, hold on. Hold on.

Please don't do this.

You want to make a deal
with me, right?

♪ Will you follow....

All right, well,
let her go first.

If I let her go,
then what do I bargain with?

Her fate is in your hands.

♪ If you lose it all

♪ Will it fall apart?

♪ Will you follow me

♪ Into the dark?

[crying]

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.

DALLAS:Hey, what the hell
is wrong with you?

Hey, I did what you asked.
Save her!

You worry about her body.
I saved her soul!

But 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 wallowing in
this lesser world.

[grunts, coughs]

Not bad, but not good enough.

We can still be happy.

That's what
you never understood.

My purpose, it dwarfs
this notion of happiness.

There is no greater
actualization

without sacrificing
what one loves.

Hey!

All right, 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 to be built...

for you and the rest of
your disruptive friends,

I think it is.

Uh, the back door will lock
behind you when you're done.

Thanks, Javier.

Good night.
Good night.

[electric appliance whirring]

[whirring stops]Nope!

No, I'm not reading into it.
It could be anything.

A faulty wire.

A rat hitting the...

It better not be a rat.

What are you doing here?

[gasps]
Oh, hey!

Thank God it's you.

The, uh, bane of my existence,
otherwise known as bookkeeping.

I couldn't focus at 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.

That's weird Javier
left this like this.

[laughs]
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.

[ringing]

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's 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?

[groans]

[coughing]

♪

[loud whoosh]

It's good to see you, son.

Your journey is just beginning.