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Previously on Roswell, New Mexico...

"There are things in Careyes

you'd find interesting."

Did Alex ever determine if Jones was able

to send a transmission through the Lockhart machine?

This is what our Triad is meant to do.

Something we've waited a long time to reap.

The alighting.

We have been working nonstop

since we crawled out of our pod six months ago.

There's two aliens terrorizing Roswell right now

and a third who's God knows where.

I ran into Bonnie at the Pony.

Think she's more lost soul than evil dictator.

- They are pieces of a larger puzzle. - All that's missing

is that piece from West Pecos Bank and Trust.

And when you retrieve it you'll be able to see

what this skilled piece of engineering can do.

Oh, my God. Cam! Cam.

Where's Evans?

Cam. You shot?

You got to heal me.

Have you always had blue eyes?

How long you had that tattoo? You're not Cam, are you?

I'm not.

You can put the gun down, Max.

- I want to talk to you. - All the same,

I'd feel better keeping it up.

But the control you think it gives you is an illusion.

You went through an awful lot of trouble to steal Jones' body.

So what's the plan?

Gonna use me to bring him back, give him a new lease on life?

In order to embrace a new reality,

it's helpful if a teacher can assess where a student's level

- currently rests. - You're no teacher.

But I know so much about our world and your place in it.

What else would I be to you?

You're not the only one who knows things.

See, I know that Jones used the Lockhart machine

to call y'all down here six months ago.

And I know you're here to finish what he set in motion.

Clever clone.

Jones set things in motion, yes.

Plans changed since our savior's dead.

But it doesn't mean he doesn't serve a purpose.

It's coming along nicely.

This flame is the flame

of the Savior.

Jones had it and you have it.

That didn't come from me.

Oh, I assure you it did.

Our psychic connection merely allows me to borrow it.

But today you'll learn to harness it on your own.

I'll show you who you were meant to become.

Rest now.

The torch has been passed.

- Synced and corrected by synk - - www.addic7ed.com -

Hey. Oh, my God.

We were worried. I... I was worried.

I'm so sorry.

I'm okay.

Cam, I'm glad you're here.

- Hey. - How you holding up?

Oh, I, uh, feel like a donkey kicked me.

But on the bright side, I have a pair of blue eyes

that could put Sinatra's to shame, so...

I thought maybe the shape-shifter found you, too.

She did. She calls herself Tezca.

When I got away, I went for a walk

on Old Sutter's property to clear my head.

- She have Jones's body? - Yeah. At first,

I thought she was gonna try and resurrect him, but...

but she conjured fire

and burned his body right in front of me.

Strange. But good, right?

I-I don't know. I mean...

when I healed Tezca, I thought it was Cam.

Wait. So you're connected to her through the handprint?

Mm-hmm.

Okay, we have to break the tether immediately, Max.

I don't know. I mean, I think I'll just stay away from her

- till the print fades. - I'm sorry,

are you not worried about this?

'Cause I'm definitely worried about this.

No. I mean, she didn't want to kill me.

- She just wanted to talk. - Max...

Look, what I'm worried about right now is Cam.

All right?

I mean, is there something you can do?

Yeah, yeah. I will make sure that the alien DNA

is no longer in Cam's system,

so she has no dangerous side effects.

While you're whipping up that alien remedy,

I think we should extend the courtesy to Eduardo.

Does that mean you know where he is?

Because the version I saw was of the Lost Highway variety.

I found him tied up at Bonnie and Clyde's last night.

But he told me he would be able to escape, so I assume that he did.

You left him there?

He convinced me it was the right thing to do.

If he's still missing, then we should go find him.

Agreed. Why don't you and I get that squared away?

All right? Liz, can I leave you here to science up Cam?

Mm-hmm.

All right.

Dr. Valenti, you are needed in the O.R.

to perform a solo surgery on a woman

floating in a pod.

I'm sorry, is that a butter knife?

Uh, it was a... d-dagger.

What are you doing here, Iz?

You know, I couldn't shake the feeling that, uh,

what we found in Eduardo's office

might help connect the dots in Roswell, so...

So you just hopped on a plane to Mexico?

Yes. And then I mindscaped a very helpful manager

at your family's distillery.

Speaking of which, I'm absolutely parched.

I think it might be time for a little bebida.

We may have to hold off on the margaritas.

Oh, my God.

Can't drink before surgery.

And I'm gonna need you to scrub in.

Um...

Welcome to Careyes.

Shouldn't you have a...

alien spotter for this kind of exercise?

Ah, thank you.

What type of angry angst are you working out?

Well, uh, these reps are less about angst

and more about the reps.

Last time I was flexing my alien muscles,

I triggered a memory of me and my father when I was a kid.

He had this necklace on.

It's a triquetra.

The Christians used it to symbolize the Holy Trinity.

You saying Jesus was an alien?

No, I'm saying that...

I think this memory was on Earth.

How is that possible?

I don't know. That's why I-I'm trying to trigger another memory,

you know, shed some light, but...

so far no dice.

Let me see.

I've seen this symbol before.

In the abandoned Revivalist Church

off Range Road 421.

May be worth a trip.

So...

what are you hiding from Liz?

'Cause I could feel you humming.

And you're lucky that Miss Centrifuge cannot.

Do you tell Alex everything that's going on with you?

I was trained in the art of trust issues

for 20-some years, Max, so, no...

I do not.

But I regret it

every single time I don't let him in.

Well, when I tried to propose to Liz,

she told me that, uh, she was worried

about when the next alien threat would come knocking on her door,

when the next shoe would drop.

And I don't know how to tell her that I think I'm the shoe.

Gonna need you to use more words here.

When my handprint formed on her, Tezca was able to... access abilities

- I didn't even know I had. - What abilities?

Was a blue flame... She used it to burn Jones' body.

Oh, she said I had no choice but to evolve

and that it was her mission to make sure that happened.

Max. Hey!

Hello again.

This is my mindscape, isn't it?

Well, given our current bond,

I'd more accurately describe it as ourmindscape.

Aren't you curious at all what else you're capable of?

I'm fine with who I am.

You're not.

How are you enjoying Cam's skin?

I found it fitting for our lesson.

She was your partner once, wasn't she?

A trusted confidant?

Someone who could call you on your lies?

You see, I don't think you are fine with who you are.

I can feel it.

Speaking of,

can you feel this?

Stop!

I can't breathe.

I'm squeezing your organs from the inside.

Nudging them to secrete the enzymes necessary for your evolution.

I'm forcing your nerves, your muscles,

your mind to awaken in ways you could never imagine.

And you will have the power to change everything.

Max! Hey!

Max, come on! Max!

What happened?

Tezca pulled me into my mindscape.

Well, you don't even have that ability.

- I've seen you try. Your face looks... - She's claiming

I'm capable of more.

Yeah, she's telling me that it doesn't matter

what I do to try and evade her.

Liars lie, Max.

Not this time.

No, man, I can feel her waking things up

that have always been dormant.

Whatever we thought we could manage with them,

we can't.

I mean, I-I don't think you should keep playing undercover cop.

I'm making headway with Bonnie and Clyde.

Really? Do you have any idea

what they stole from the other security deposit boxes?

- I'm working on it. - So there's no guarantee that Tezca

won't let me do something I can't take back before then?

Yeah, but I'm close.

If you give me the Octahedron,

I know I can convince them to tell me what it does.

- Bad idea. - Yes.

It's all a bad idea. But it's the idea that we got.

You, though, you need to go home and talk to your girl.

I'll find Eduardo, figure out what this glow cube does.

Go team?

Go team.

I'm sorry.

I'm sure this sucks.

And, spoiler alert, I do not have a lollipop for you

when I am done.

Oh, I, uh, don't need a lollipop when I already feel like a sucker.

Why do you think Max is lying to us?

Mm-mm, mm-mm.

I don't get it. You see this path

through all this complicated alien DNA stuff,

but you're unwilling to call your boyfriend out

when he's being a closed-off dumbass?

Max is only going to tell me when he's ready.

We trust each other. I'm not gonna ruin that.

I'm not telling you to read his diary.

And I think that Max is a mule, and sometimes you just gotta...

give him a kick to make him go.

Max and I don't kick each other.

He's got to come to his own decisions.

And if you want that parasitic alien gone,

then I got to go run this through the lab at Senovative.

All right.

She should be out for a while.

So that's our, uh, what...

second successful surgery? Sound right?

And I'd say that's two too many.

But...

thank you for your help.

You're just lucky I had a craving for... menudo.

Quips aside,

tell me, why are you here?

Yeah. I, uh...

I finally mustered up the courage to talk to Anatsa,

and...

she didn't really want to listen.

And honestly, I can't blame her, 'cause it's

not the first time that I have...

lied about who I am to someone that I've claimed to love.

Only, of course, this time I actually had someone who was...

worthy of my honestly.

But instead of telling her the truth, I just...

drove the only good relationship I've ever had right off a cliff.

Yeah, I'm so sorry, Isobel.

Yeah, it's...

Anyway...

it's good.

Honestly, I just, I needed to leave Roswell,

uh, just get a little perspective.

It's a relief being around you.

Uh...

I-I wish I could, uh, get some more perspective

on our pod patient.

I might have an idea.

I think this casita's owned by your family.

You looking for someone?

I was looking for you.

And then I, uh... saw the rope.

What happened?

We were holding a loose end.

Did they get away?

Bonnie was tasked with making sure

he didn't get away from anything.

Well, why not just...

mind-wipe him?

I wasn't the one who decided his fate.

But regardless, Bonnie should have been back hours ago.

What do you think happened to them?

As part of her Triad, I can feel her.

She's... she's conflicted,

angry, scared.

But I can't tell if there's a physical cause.

Bonnie is powerful but unpredictable, and without guidance,

unpredictable things tend to happen.

Well, shall we stop wasting fresh air and go find her?

I don't care whose son you are.

If your little chats with Bonnie hurt her in any way,

I will destroy you.

All I want to do is help.

Then come with me.

See, on the night you crashed,

it says that otherworldly objects started falling from the sky.

So, when they saw what was happening,

they collected everything they could and they brought it here,

to a casita they named after the Aztec word for "star."

- Xitlali. - Mm-hmm.

And then they charged themselves

with protecting the artifacts

until the Sky Gods came back for it.

Hmm.

- Look at this. - Hmm?

Alma. That's, uh, Hector's wife.

This must have been written after the night of the crash.

Apparently, after what happened there that night,

the Valentis in Roswell decided to cut communication

with their family in Careyes.

They wanted to make sure to protect

anything extraterrestrial from falling into the wrong hands.

Kyle. Your family

has been protecting my family for the last 75 years.

You know what this means, right?

Uh, this is a, uh, log of every Valenti

who's lived at Xitlali ever since.

Huh.

It says Sonya Valenti from Santa Fe.

Santa Fe.

Isn't Eduardo from Santa Fe?

- Has he ever mentioned a daughter? - No.

But it's not like my family doesn't have a history of...

secret daughters, so...

Wh...

Hey, can you light these?

This is where Bonnie comes to be alone.

Her own little "wonders of Earth" hideaway.

Have you told Tezca about this place?

I know I'm hard on Bonnie sometimes,

but I'm just trying to protect her

from the worst alternative.

- What's the worst alternative? - Doesn't matter.

Once we're back on Oasis, all this will be resolved.

What's that, uh, human saying?

"The grass is greener on the other side"?

- Mm. - This world is

bright and shiny and new.

It's easy for Bonnie to forget the...

the value of home.

There is plenty of suffering here, too,

but the pleasures of this world hide it

behind glamour.

Humans are obsessed with the illusion

of happiness. I am intimately familiar.

Growing up, plenty of people passed on me.

Take a look at a troubled kid,

and they decided that my value wasn't enough.

On the Oasis, I didn't have a home.

I had to run

and steal and hide.

And then the, uh...

Savior found me.

Jones gave your life value.

He gave me a path forward.

Bonnie gave me value.

She never gave up on her dream that our world could change.

And so, soon I just wanted to make that dream a reality.

And Oasis is not perfect.

But it could be.

Hey, Bonnie is enamored with human food.

And she's a big fan of music.

Hmm.

You check the grub trucks.

I'll check the second-hand instruments.

Yeah.

Hey.

Hey.

Ah, see your eyes are still blue.

I guess Liz hasn't been able to get rid of Tezca's DNA yet, huh?

Nope.

But Little Miss Science went off to the lab

to mix up my alien-freeing cocktail, so...

And...

now I can ask you why the hell you showed up this morning

to deliver us all a bunch of lies?

- What? - And I swear you best not give me

another one.

I left a few things out.

But Tezca is the real problem here.

I would actually love some of your Quantico insight

on how to take her down.

Seeing as I technically put myself

on this whole "E.T. robs a bank" thing on the sly,

my boss wants my insight back in the home office tomorrow.

But...

I mean, if we're talking erasing powers,

how about talking to the world's only alien scientist...

- I don't want to burden Liz. - Evans,

we're not talking about picking up your dry cleaning.

In the history of our relationship,

Liz has always been trying to save me.

I need to be able to save her back.

Then be honest with her, Evans.

What is going on, Cam?

- You're supposed to be on my side. - Yeah.

I am on your side.

So much so that at one point...

I was in love with you.

And I was never honest about that.

I know we're not partners anymore,

but...

I still need to know that you're gonna be okay.

Don't mess this up with Liz.

And don't let someone else decide your fate for you.

It feels a little less abandoned than I thought it would.

Yeah, well, in the interest of not running into any trouble,

does any of this look familiar, or...?

I think I've been here before.

Come on.

Hey, Dad.

You dropped the necklace you always wear.

Oh. Thank you, son.

Would have been terrible to lose this.

Why?

Because this is home.

I thought home was far away.

The idea of home can live in many places.

Here.

Here.

And sometimes the very ground beneath your feet.

And I think that you've chosen an excellent place for this.

You ready?

Now...

with your gifts, you can help it grow.

Ready?

Good.

Again.

Come on.

You get a memory flash?

I saw my dad and I dropping seeds into the ground.

Oh, my God.

It has fruit growing on it.

Me and my dad, we planted this tree together.

Wait. What's wrong?

This picture was in my mom's wedding album.

This matches.

I think our stories are connected.

- How long have you been here? - Eight years.

I left my dad to run Deep Sky

and decided to pursue some of the family businesses.

Wood carving, distilling,

and waiting for the sky people to return.

Well, they have returned.

I'm Isobel.

Forgive me, but the last one I met tried to kill me

and apparently shoved me in the pod.

Right.

- How did that happen? - We Valentis

have a myriad of alien items found or given to us to hold.

The empty pod was one of them.

One day this woman shows up covered in runes.

We fought, and in the pod I went.

You know, she's a shape-shifter.

I'm thinking that the stasis of the pod helped her hold your form.

Explains why she liked that painting so much.

Tezcatlipoca is a shape-shifting Aztec god.

She named herself Tezca before sending me into a pod nap.

Guess she understands irony.

Hmm.

Thanks for patching me up.

Yeah. It's the least secret family members can do.

Speaking of, um, did you send your dad

a letter to come down here?

My dad?

No.

We haven't talked in years.

His "look at the sky" slant is a bit granola for me.

He forgets the aliens welcomed our familia by lighting one on fire.

No offense.

Some come in peace, others are better...

cut into pieces.

Oh.

I look forward to your TED Talk.

Uh, seeing as you are the Valenti Careyes point person,

do you have any idea who might have sent that letter?

Probably the crazy guüera Allie Meyers.

She's a scientist up and in on all things alien down here.

You wouldn't happen to know where she is?

Been in a pod, and Allie goes

where the science and mescal take her.

Hey, you're a sky person.

Focus your energy on the Calaveras.

Now turn them counterclockwise together.

It's empty.

Tezca took an artifact.

What artifact?

One brought down from Roswell decades ago

for us to keep safe.

A stone board, etched to hold alien glass pieces.

What does it do?

Whatever it does...

it was worth nearly killing me to get it.

What are you doing here, Bonnie?

Look at 'em.

The three blend perfectly into one.

Clyde told me what you were tasked to do with Eduardo.

You knew him?

He's really important to my boyfriend.

You need to tell me where he is.

I can tell you I didn't hurt him.

I don't want to do that anymore. Oasis has always been

Tezca and Clyde's dream, but my dream is here.

On Earth.

And it's not just in the books

and movies and songs, it's everywhere.

So I'm gonna run.

Where?

Doesn't matter.

It does if they find you.

The little that I know about Tezca,

she's not gonna be happy that you bailed on her.

And we both know what happens next.

What do you suggest I do, Michael?

Clyde cares about you.

Maybe if you come back, we could fight them.

Together. You think you could figure out

what Tezca's endgame is?

How they plan to get home?

I-I don't know.

Both Clyde and Tezca speak in half-truths, even to each other.

I think Tezca wanted to take the clone back with us.

I... I mean, I think that's where her focus has been this whole time.

If we put an end to this...

we'll both be free to move forward.

Tell me where Eduardo is.

I promise I'll protect you.

Hey.

Uh, did, uh, did Max come to talk to you?

No.

How about...

I inject you, and we figure out what he's been up to?

The little things get a pass, but this isn't a little thing.

And I get that you want to respect his space, but...

sometimes you really do need to kick the mule, Liz.

Max needs you.

- It's Tezca, isn't it? - Yes.

Casually dropping that she lit Jones's body on fire,

the unsettling feeling he's spoken about for a year...

He's been going to Old Sutter's farm to clear his head.

He's there.

Okay.

Oh, here.

I'm sorry, are you not worried about this?

'Cause I'm definitely worried about this.

Maybe you should reconsider waiting this one out.

Then you'll have no choice.

Where are you, Tezca? Come to me.

Figured if you could use

my powers against me, I could use my powers against you.

You can't lie in here, Tezca, so...

I think it's time for me to ask the questions.

How do I have these powers?

There are things that all of us can do...

Like telekinesis.

Some talents are born specifically to individuals.

So why are you so interested...

in what I can do?

Jones had a team editing his genes,

improving himself with each version, collecting abilities.

It's what made him so formidable.

You, as his clone,

share his capacity to create the blue flame.

It's what makes you a giver of life.

Transformative in many ways.

Pure incitation.

Enough riddles.

Just tell me what it is.

A bird doesn't know it can fly

until it's forced out of the nest and its wings burst wide.

Then not only does it know how,

but it knows it was always built to do so.

So...

if I can't deny this power...

teach me to control it.

Picture an energy from within your center.

Hold out your hands.

Feel that energy travel from within to without.

Now feel that spark ignite on your fingertips.

Bring your essence forward.

Good. Now...

move forward.

Thank you for the lesson in control.

I think it's time I put it into practice...

and break our link.

I'd say class is dismissed.

Points on being clever,

but our link told me where you were.

Every step of the way today, I've been right behind you.

You know, Jones was right about you being lost.

Just wrong about your use.

I have a cage.

It held your leader. It'll hold you.

Cage can't hold me.

Then I'll silence you.

Go ahead and try.

Anger is a great motivator.

I'll get things started.

You're wasting your potential trying to save one small town

when there's a whole planet that needs saving.

That is not my responsibility.

It's your destiny.

Ophiuchus has foreseen it.

I don't care about Ophiuchus.

Ophiuchus is more than who leads it.

It's a movement, a path.

Now, you can disagree with Jones how to fix it,

but you will fix it.

Earth is my home...

not Oasis!

Oh.

Hold up, Ortecho.

Oh.

Considering your eyes are turning green, I think my serum worked.

I'm glad, but...

this, uh, this isn't exactly

- taking an aspirin. - Okay, stay put. I'll come back for you

- when I find Max. - Okay.

How is that possible?

I've been called intrepid.

Of course this is your handiwork.

Sounds like you're not a fan.

Jones was.

He was quite impressed with your intrepidness.

Yeah, well...

hole in his heart speaks to just how much.

Indeed.

Makes me curious what other unique outcomes

your talents might manifest.

You leave her out of this.

Why?

Just as Ophiuchus has a plan for you, Max,

rest assured it has one for her.

Butterflies don't turn back into caterpillars, Max.

Max...

No. Oh, my God.

Class dismissed.

I'm sorry. I'm gonna fix this.

I am so sorry. I couldn't control...

It was an accident.

I should have just told you everything this morning...

I should have pushed.

I knew you were keeping something from me this morning.

I should have been a better partner.

Let's just agree to... share the blame for today.

Yeah.

Guess that's all we can do.

Come here.

You brought her back.

I told you I would.

Think she just needed a minute...

after her task.

First time is hard.

Well, whatever you said to her...

has brought her peace.

I hope so.

Given our talk in the cave,

I don't think that's been easy for any of us to find.

In a way...

...still looking for mine.

You want to see home.

And not just a hologram.

- Look at this. - Yeah.

- Now, this is where we are. Earth. - Okay.

This is...

Oasis.

We're home.

Okay, look.

I think that you and I deserve...

a little fun.

We saved a life.

We got stacks of connective tissue...

- Mm-hmm. - ... the 1947 crash.

Well, it feels like there could be some

real answers down here for you and I.

It does, doesn't it?

Honestly, that is just what I've needed.

What's that?

Just openness, you know?

Discovery.

Possibility.

Anatsa... she taught me not to be afraid to love again,

but she wasn't my person.

And I think...

deep down I did know that.

To revelations about love...

and aliens.

- Cheers. - Cheers.

Ooh.

- It's good. - Yeah.

You know, Valenti...

you do still owe me a dance.

Wha...

Uh, there's some journals and bandages...

Will you stop it? It's just a dance.

You know, it's okay.

You made it very clear at Planet Seven how you feel about...

interspecies relations.

Well, it wasn't that I... found you repulsive.

Oh, you don't find me repulsive.

Oh. Thank you.

Quite the opposite.

What's opposite?

Beautiful, actually.

Inside and out.

You look like you've had a day.

Oh, you know, the usual.

Using science to untether a shape-shifter from her victim.

Sounds like I missed a couple chapters of the Alien Book Club.

Yeah, it's been a minute since we talked.

Which is why I come bearing gifts.

You do not need to thank me for helping you.

- First glass is a thank-you. - Mm-hmm.

The rest is an apology.

Everything you've been going through with Mimi...

No, it's...

it's about the cure that you gave me.

- Did it not work? - No, it worked.

It did exactly what it was supposed to do.

No more brain degeneration.

It also took away the cause.

No more visions.

Wait, that...

You-you can't see Mimi anymore.

No.

I'm so sorry, Maria.

I should have known that you needed my help sooner, okay?

I'm gonna fix this.

There's nothing to fix.

I might not be able to see

the future anymore, but you gave me something even better.

You gave me an actual future.

Okay?

So I don't want you to try and go back on this, all right?

What I need right now is not a scientist.

It's just a friend.

Okay.

And, uh...

I need my friend, too.

I think Max and I want things to be simpler than they can be.

And I didn't see...

I didn't see what was right underneath my feet.

Well, I think we should...

take this bottle and put it to good use

and start swapping some stories.

Well, Liz says she's okay, but, you know,

I can see her... her wheels spinning.

You got to be smarter about your partnership.

You got to fix that before you try and get on one knee again.

Copy you.

Since you're leaving Roswell, I think you should know...

look, I, uh...

once really cared for you, too, Cam.

- I just... - You love Liz.

That's how it... should be.

I, uh, found it in a storage closet, collecting dust. I figured...

little bit of music couldn't hurt that much.

Michael. Mike, you home?

Dal.

Hey, what's up, man? Look, you are never gonna guess

what I learned today.

All right, that, uh, Revivalist Church off 421,

me and my dad planted an alien tree there in '47.

All right, I'm not quite sure what he was up to yet,

but I'm pretty sure something bigger

than just interplanetary gardening.

That's where the Dark Triad's been hiding.

- Wait, what? - Yeah. And that tree that you planted,

the fruit, it's not food.

It's fuel.

So, what do you say? Bourbon?

Get into the details?

Yeah, de...

Your, uh, powers on the fritz?

- I don't fritz. - Ah.

I can't.

Whoa, whoa.

- I can't. - Hey, oh, are you okay, man?

Oh, you're, um... Guerin, you're burning up.

I think you might be sick.

That's not possible.

Yeah, no, aliens don't get sick.

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