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1 - Previously on Roswell. - Sorry. I didn't mean to...

- Grant Sorenson. - Isabel Evans.

You can't let anyone new in. It's too dangerous.

Stop right there!

- You got a search warrant? - I can get one.

- Drop the gun! - Your father couldn't do it, and neither can you.

Get outta here. You were never here.

- How's it goin'? - Not bad. I found Buddha.

When he healed you...

uh, did... did you see things?

- "See things"? - Flashes, images, uh...

No.

You can't just go around walking into people's dreams.

Max, just a short visit.

[Male Announcer] Beautiful handcrafted...

- ♪♪ [Singing, Indistinct] - [Channel Switches]

There's nothing on.

- We must have 50 channels. - Crap. Crap.

- Mm-hmm. - Boring.

[Sighs]

I'm gonna take a stroll, see what people are dreaming.

- Haven't you been overdoing that lately? - Take it easy. It's harmless.

It's just not a very nice thing to do.

Stay away from Liz, please.

- [Sighs] - [Channel Switches]

- Crap. Crap. Crap. - [Channels Switching]

♪♪ [Techno, Faint] Ripped By mstoll

[Film Whirring]

♪♪ [Continues, Loud]

- Hello, Liz. - Hello, Brad.

Would you like... fries with that?

♪♪ [Woman Singing, Indistinct]

- [Thunderclap] - [Sighs]

I'm with Brad now.

Brad doesn't even exist.

- Besides, you want someone who can do this. - [Snaps Fingers]

[Thunderclap]

[Thunder Continues]

Oh, my. [Chuckles]

Mm, even her romantic dreams are boring.

- [Sighs] - ♪♪ [Fading Out]

[Sighs]

[Yawns]

Kyle's gotta be more interesting than that.

- [Thunderclap] - Remember, young blossom, my most important words.

Yes, Master.

To thine own self be true.

It's Shakespeare.

- With every inhale, find the center of yourself. - [Inhales Deeply]

- With every exhale, release the ties that bind your energy. - ♪♪ [Vocalizing: Exotic]

- [Scoffs] - Inhale.

[Inhaling Deeply]

- [Exhale] - [Exhaling]

- Inhale. - [Inhaling Deeply]

- [Beeping] - Excuse me.

Buddha here.

Yeah. When?

Prepare the ship. Stand by to beam us aboard.

- Master? - Our enemies have arrived, Kyle.

We must leave Earth and face the Dark Legion.

No, no, no, no! I'm here for inner peace, not that science fction crap!

- Max Evans changed you when he saved your life. You know that. - [Breathing Deeply]

You're an alien now, Kyle.

- Dude, like, accept your destiny. - No, I'm not!

No!

Where am I? Kyle? Whose dream is this?

[Screaming, Whimpering]

♪♪ [Rock]

♪♪ [Continues]

♪♪ [Ends]

[Man] Excuse me. I'm lookin' for a broken-down old warhorse...

somehow managed to make sheriff in Roswell, New Mexico.

Hanson. Send that sanctimonious paper pusher in here...

before I have him arrested for vagrancy.

Damn, son, you are gettin' old.

Real police work will do that to you, Dan. You should try it sometime.

Now, that hurts. [Chuckles]

- Long time, Jimbo. - Too long.

So, uh...

I take it this isn't a... a social call.

The state police board wants to review the Hubble shooting.

Hubble?

That was an open-and-shut case... a crazy old man with a gun in the desert.

It was over a year ago. Why investigate that?

Wheels of justice grind slowly.

Do I need a lawyer?

[Laughing] Whoa. Easy. No need to get all riled up now.

- That was a clean shoot, Dan. - If you say so.

Is that... That's a very, uh, alien thing, isn't it?

- The, uh... The very sweet, very spicy. - Mm-hmm.

Can l... Can I try a bite?

- You won't like it. - Oh, I hope not.

- [Groans] Oh, my God! - I told you.

No, no, no. It's not... It's not... completely horrible.

It's... It's almost tasty.

- Oh, well, here, have some more. - No, no.

I can't. This is... This is so wrong.

- L... I'm not ready for this. - Not ready for what?

For... For the change.

You know, not ready to be, like, a half-human...

half... half-alien freakazoid.

We prefer the term "hybrids."

I'm serious. Look... Look, I, like... I never bargained for this.

One minute, I'm a normal guy with, like, my whole life ahead of me.

Next thing I know, Max Evans transmogrifies me...

into something... not of this Earth.

- Whoa, whoa. Trans-what? - Look, I just... I never asked for this.

Well, I suppose he could've let you die. Is that what you wanted?

If I had died, I would have transcended the mortal plane...

and been reincarnated into the next stage of my life.

Uh, reincarnated as what exactly?

- Like, just another person or animal maybe. - An animal?

Like, you could've ended up, like, a gopher or something.

We're getting off the point. I really need some help.

Look, what do you want from me?

I don't know what's gonna happen to you.

You know, maybe nothing will happen.

Or-Or maybe you could develop superpowers...

and start flying all over Roswell in a big cape.

[Laughs] I don't know.

- Can I have another... - No.

[Valenti] Let me get this straight.

You can go into people's dreams?

Yes, but usually I choose whose dreams I go into.

This one just came to me.

Well, how do you know this was real...

not just somebody's nightmare you stumbled into?

I don't know, but it felt real. She needs help.

Sheriff, when Tess was being tortured...

Isabel got flashes from her.

That's how she knew Tess was in danger.

That's how we saved her life.

We should check into this.

It's a little hard to look for a missing girl without a name or a face.

- [Knocking] - Hey.

- Senor Chow's for lunch? - Yeah, that'd be fine.

- Hi. - Hey.

I'll see you at 1:00, Dan.

- Who was that? - From the state police board.

- He's reviewing the Hubble case. - Hubble?

Yeah. It's no big deal. Dan's an old friend.

I'll tell you what. I'll look into it, okay?

Thank you.

- ♪♪ [Mariachi] - When I ordered him to put his weapon down...

he, uh... he refused.

He brought the gun up, I felt my life was in imminent danger...

so... I fired.

Hmm. Just like it says in your report.

Um... Oh, can we have some more of these sweet-and-sour tortillas?

They're good. Different but good.

So, uh... [Clears Throat] Who were those kids in your office this morning?

Nobody. Stolen bike.

Hmm. What were their names again?

- Max and Isabel Evans. - Hmm.

Max Evans. Mm.

I got a statement here that says that Hubble...

was last seen in a car with Max Evans before the shooting.

- Whose statement? - Was Max Evans there that night?

- No. - Okay, Jim. That's all I need to hear.

Okay, um, we have a Saturn Rings...

and a Galaxy Sub... hold the Max.

[Girl] What?

Um, so, I'll just...

- I'll be right back with your Cokes. - Oh, good.

- Okay, what just happened? - I need help.

I'm sick, okay? I am an obsessed person.

Is this a general freak-out, or should I be concerned?

I have Max on my brain 24 hours a day, okay?

I dream about him, l-I think about him...

and now... now I am saying his friggin' name without even realizing it.

- What am I gonna do? - You're in love. That's all.

I know, but it's not getting me anywhere.

Okay, relax. Relax, Liz. It's not that bad. I promise.

Not that bad? Really? Why don't you look at this.

See? Obsession. Obsession, obsession, obsession.

Okay, okay. You're a... You're a "Maxaholic."

I'm here for you. What can I do?

Get me a life.

- [Chuckling] - [Door Opens, Bell Rings]

- Oh, you gotta be kidding me. - [No Audible Dialogue]

- When'd you get out? - This morning.

You didn't break out, did you?

[Chuckles] Early release... good behavior.

[Scoffs] That's a first.

You... You don't think that you're gonna stay with us, do you?

Oh, uh, Aunt Amy already gave it the thumbs-up.

[Laughing] She is such a soft touch, isn't she?

- Hey, Liz. - Hey, Sean.

All grown-up. Like it.

- I'll see you at home. - It's not your home. [Chuckling]

[TV: People Laughing]

- [Audience Cheering] - Grant.

Hey, Max.

- [TV: Woman Talking, Indistinct] - You're, uh...

Waitin' for Isabel.

- [Channel Switches] - Oh, right.

- [Woman] On today's segment... - I'll go check on her.

- [Applause, People Chattering] - Thanks.

- You know, Grant's downstairs. - I know.

Do you really like that guy?

[Sighs] Don't start with me, Max.

- What's wrong? - I just...

I've been thinking about that girl all day, you know?

It was different. It was like she was dreamwalking me.

- You mean, like, she's an alien? - No.

- No, I don't think so. - Well, maybe you should cancel your date.

Do you know how many times I've canceled in the last month?

- I have no more excuses. - Tell him the truth.

You've been battling evil aliens for control of the planet...

- and it's hard to fit him in. - Ha ha. Funny.

No. No, I want a normal date...

with a normal guy tonight.

I'm going, so just... Just tell him I'll be ready in five minutes.

- Okay? Five minutes. - Five minutes.

Yeah, five minutes. Okay?

- Okay. - Thank you.

[Yawns]

- Oh, God! Geez! - [TV: Chop-socky Yells, Grunts]

- [Yells, Grunts Continue] - Channel 15.

Channel 23.

[Man] Turning to your national weather...

Unscrambled porn.

[Weather Broadcast Continues]

- [Gasps] - [Seagulls Screeching]

I have become... an idiot.

[Laughing] Oh, but a cute one.

Hey. [Laughs]

- [Movie Dialogue, Indistinct] - [Audience Laughing]

[Movie Continues, Indistinct]

- You sore? - Mm, yeah.

Thank you.

[Movie: Man] Hey, big guy. I'll give you a buck if you play dead.

[Man #2] How about two? No, wait. 4.50.

[Man #1] Fine. I'll make it an even five.

[Isabel Gasps] No! No!

Help! [Screaming]

- [Screams] - Are you okay?

Yeah, I'm fine. I'm...

[Movie: Man] Move to California.

[Man #2] Oh, my God! My asthma's actin'up!

- I'm sorry. - In addition to my cholesterol problem, I have chronic asthma.

- And you can't help me? - [Man #1, Indistinct]

Oh, God! I can't find my inhaler.

- Did anyone see my inhaler? - [Sniffles]

Can someone find me my inhaler? 'Cause l-I misplaced my...

[Isabel] I need to find her.

- She's in trouble. She's gonna die. - I thought you weren't sure.

It's real, Sheriff. I know it's happening.

- We have to find her. - Find who?

What missing girl? No one's been reported.

I don't know what she looks like. I don't have any leads.

- I saw her car. It's silver. - Did you see the plates?

No. No, but it's a Honda or Toyota or something. I'm not good with cars.

Okay. I guess I can start looking...

through the abandoned-vehicle reports, see if it's turned up.

Okay?

Thank you. I'm sorry for barging in like this.

- It's just... - Hey, hey. It's okay. All right?

Thank you.

- I know how all this must look. - I believe her.

I do. I just... I don't know how realistic it is...

to think that I'm gonna be able to find this girl with this evidence.

I know. Thanks.

[Dialing Pulses]

Hanson. I'm comin' in.

[Phone Beeps, Clatters]

- [People Chattering] - ♪♪ [New Wave]

Large coffee and a...

Oh, Worf Wrap... to go, please.

- Working late, Jim? - Yep.

Great match your boy had the other night.

Yeah. Two take-downs. Not bad, huh?

Just like his father. Remember that match against the Rangers?

My God. How do you remember these things?

I had a crush on you, or didn't you notice?

I noticed your boyfriend.

I like to call him my husband now.

- How's your girl? - Melissa?

Fine, just fine. I think.

Somethin' wrong?

No, it's... nothing, I'm sure.

She went to visit some friends in Santa Fe yesterday, and she hasn't called home yet.

I know I shouldn't be concerned, but...

she always calls.

Oh, I'm being silly.

Melissa drives a silver car, doesn't she?

Yeah. Toyota. What?

- [Chattering] - Have you contacted all the Foster girl's friends yet?

- I need to know if she turns up. - Okay.

Get the Highway Patrol on the horn.

I want every inch of 285 covered.

- Here's the plate numbers. Run 'em. - Yes, sir.

[Judith] She had an overnight bag and a cosmetics case.

- [Hanson] Does she have a cell phone? - No. L...

[Crying] I took it away from her.

She'd been spending too much money.

- Hey, how's it goin'? - Busy. Judith, you have that picture?

Yeah. It's right here.

- What's up? - Heard about the missing girl.

You're really circlin' up the wagons here.

Just doin' my job. Excuse me.

Yeah. Who ya got in there?

- [Door Closes] - [Sighs]

Is this her?

The hair's the right color.

I think so.

- Are you sure? - I never saw her clearly, but...

But it's her. It has to be.

I hope you're wrong. I've known the Fosters for years.

- I don't recognize her. - She goes to Goddard High.

Her terror... I felt it so clearly in the last dream.

We have to get her back. I need to.

You and me both.

[People Chattering]

In case I haven't told you this, you "dine and dash" here, and you die.

- Is there a tip in there? - Give me the burger.

How about a little talk, hmm?

- Hmm. - All right. In our house, there are rules.

And as strange and unimaginable and bizarre as it may seem...

we live our lives by these very simple rules.

- Okay. - Rule one...

toilet seat is left down.

Rule two... underwear are not left on the floor.

No. Rule three... milk is poured into a glass...

not directly consumed by the carton.

- Rule four... - Are there a lot of these rules?

[Sighs] Don't worry. I will write them down for you.

- Assuming, of course, that you can read. - Of course.

Now pay attention, please. Rule four is very important.

- Leave Liz alone. - What, she part of the house, too, or somethin'?

I am not kidding, Sean. She's way off-limits to you, okay?

- Way, way off-limits. - Way.

Look, I saw the way you looked at her, all right?

"All grown-up. I like it." No. It's not gonna happen, Sean.

Okay.

She's in a very...

delicate and fragile place in her life right now.

[Liz] Damn it, Eddie! Where's my order?

- I'm serious. - [Laughing] I heard you, all right?

"Leave her alone." I get it. What do you want from me?

I'll give you the list by the end of the day.

[Sighs]

[Heartbeat]

Help me! No!

[Gasps] Oh, my... No, it can't be.

You started crying in your dream. What happened?

Oh, God! It's Grant. It's Grant. I saw him.

I saw him. Oh, God.

Oh, God. No. [Gasping]

- Sorenson? - I'm positive.

All right. I'll take care of it.

- You want us to help? - Not this time.

[Sighs]

- [Taps Ball] - [Valenti] Your Honor!

- [Out Of Breath] Your Honor. - Oh, Sheriff.

The woman who came forward is positive she saw Grant Sorenson with Melissa Foster.

You have a history with this Sorenson character, don't you?

- He filed a complaint. - That was a misunderstanding, sir.

Yeah. You searched his room without a warrant, shoving a gun in his face.

Your Honor.

Your Honor, a girl could be dying here.

You hurry and get me probable cause. Then you'll get your warrant.

Otherwise, you're ruining my handicap.

[Taps Ball]

Check the car. We're lookin' for a large vinyl bag, 7 foot by 3.

[Grant] Sheriff. What the hell's goin' on here?

We need to do a little lookin' around, Mr. Sorenson.

For what, my igneous rock collection?

- Do you know Melissa Foster? - I heard she was... What is this?

Every time somebody disappears, I become your number-one suspect?

- What were you doing last Friday night? - I drove to Carlsbad.

That's the opposite direction from Santa Fe.

How'd you know Miss Foster went to Santa Fe?

It's common knowledge. The whole town's talking.

Sheriff, you got a warrant?

- What were you doing in Carlsbad? - I went to pick up some equipment.

Well, we heard you were out here in the middle of the night.

- That's not a crime. - Depends on what you were doin'.

Don't touch that.

- What are you doin' with this bag? - Transporting equipment.

- I need to see what's inside it. Open it up. - I can't do that.

Well, if you won't, then I will. Step aside.

- Sheriff, this is ridiculous. - Back off!.

- What is this? - It's equipment... photosensitive equipment.

They use it in caverns like in Carlsbad.

That's why I work at night. It's the only time to get proper readings.

You don't have a warrant, do you?

Dan.

Okay. Cards on the table, Jimbo.

- What's goin' on here? - I'm in the middle of an investigation.

Where you been the last four hours?

Followin' a lead, checking out a suspect. Any more questions?

Yeah. You got a warrant for Sorenson this time?

You always know more than you let on, don't you, Dan?

I should've remembered that the day you walked through my door.

That's part of my job, Jimbo. What I know right now is you disappear for days on end...

and you spend a lot of time lately with teenage kids. That's awful strange behavior.

This isn't about the Hubble case, is it? What the hell is goin' on here?

State board's had you on their watch file for a long time now...

what with your reputation for chasing U.F.O.'s and whatnot.

But right now, it's your own men are talkin'.

They wanna know what's happened to their sheriff.

- I don't owe them an explanation. - You owe me!

- I am in the middle of an investigation! - You're crossin' a lot of lines!

- A girl's life is on the line! - [Knocking]

- What? - Uh, Sheriff, I'm sorry, but, uh...

- Can we help you? - Yeah, hi. I'm Melissa Foster.

I heard you were looking for me.

[Cricket Chirping]

Girl said her car gave out halfway to Santa Fe.

Next day, she had it towed.

No kidnappers, no needles, no bags in the desert.

Isabel, it's all right.

Melissa's safe. Her family's happy.

Nobody got hurt.

What about you?

I'll have some awkward questions to answer...

but I'm sure it'll blow over.

[Exhales] Sheriff, I am so sorry. L...

I don't know how I could've been so wrong. L...

Hey.

You didn't do anything wrong.

You have gifts that the rest of us don't...

and I trust those gifts.

And if anything like this ever happens again, I want you to come to me.

All right?

Now don't worry about me.

I'll be fine.

[Judge] What the hell is wrong with you?

You conduct an illegal search after I say no!

Sorenson has filed a $15-million civil suit against the city.

For what? Because I ruined his stupid experiment?

He's gonna be laughed out of court.

I'm half-tempted to have you thrown in your own jail on a contempt citation.

I'm sorry, okay? I was wrong.

- I had a hunch. I had to follow it. - [Judge] A "hunch'"?

You told me you had a witness.

[Dan] You told Judith Foster you had two witnesses.

You terrified that family. I had to spend all day tryin' to calm 'em down.

There are two witnesses, but I promised them anonymity. I can't break that promise.

- Are we talkin' about those kids again? - No.

- What kids? - Max and Isabel Evans.

- This has nothin' to do with them. - Then who?

I want names, and I want them now.

[Exhales]

I'm sorry.

Best find yourself a lawyer.

[Door Closes]

Isabel, I don't understand this.

You've never been wrong about this in the past. We've always gone with your judgment.

I don't understand it either. This wasn't something I planned.

- How could this happen? - I don't know.

Valenti might be losing his job because of us. Have you thought about that?

Of course I have, but what was I supposed to do, just let her die?

There is no missing girl, all right?

Your dreams were wrong. You were wrong.

[Sighs] Don't you think I know that?

Maybe part of me just... needed her to be missing.

What do you mean?

After everything we've been through...

after all the pain we've caused, I just...

I just wanted what we are... what I am...

to do something good for a change.

Isabel, you are my sister.

You yell at me, you second-guess me and you piss me off.

You also saved my life.

I don't care what we've been through.

I still believe in you.

I always will.

Go get some sleep.

You look... really bad.

[Laughs] Oh, thanks.

Tess is openly mocking me now.

This morning, I woke up with a little antenna coming out of my head.

I don't know what to say. We need professional help.

- Yo, "M." - [Maria] "M'"? No. See, um...

In the real world, we use names. My name is Maria.

- Who's that? - Maria's loser cousin, Sean.

- Can I get some fries, tough guy? - No.

Sorry. We're closed. So sorry.

"Anyhoo, "the point is, I'm just sayin' it's gonna be...

It's gonna be okay. We're both obsessed people, but we'll get through it.

- At least we have each other. - You know, um, I think the fryer's still warm.

I could whip you up some fries.

Nah, forget it. I'll, uh... I'll scrounge something up at home.

[Maria] It's not your home. Stop calling it that.

You're just passing through.

[Door Opens, Bell Rings]

- You're not actually thinking... - No.

Of course not.

All I try and do is help.

Does anybody listen?

- I'm sorry. What were you saying? - Nothin'.

I was just talkin' to myself. Hey, you got any cousins for me?

- [Thunderclap] - Where am I?

[Gasps]

- Don't! Please don't! - Max!

Please! Don't! [Whimpering]

- Max! [Moans] - Help me!

- [Whimpering] - Max! [Moaning]

I'm here, Isabel. Isabel, wake up.

[Girl] Don't! Please!

- Don't do this! - You don't have to do this! Please!

- No! - [Gasps]

- [Gasping] - Isabel, are you all right?

Oh, my God! Oh!

[Gasping]

Judith Foster's filing a grievance with the state police board.

She wants a formal investigation into your actions.

I wonder who put that idea in her head.

Lot of questions here, Jimbo.

Time for you to start thinkin' of some answers.

- Talk to my lawyer. - [Phone Rings]

- Sheriff Valenti. - [Max] It's not over.

You wanna explain that to me?

It's not Melissa Foster. It's some other girl.

She's in Frazier Woods... in the clearing outside the abandoned pump house.

We have to go right now.

- Sheriff? - Where are you now, Deputy?

We're at our house. We'll meet you on Clark Street near the Crashdown.

- Stay where you are. I'll take care of it. - No. We're going with you.

- Can you meet us? - Yeah, I'll meet you there, Deputy.

Your deputies always call you on your private line?

[Exhales] I'll talk to you in the morning.

You know, your daddy went down just like this.

Got some fool notion into his head...

ignored the law and his friends...

- and ended up handing over his badge. - Is that a threat?

If that phone call was from those kids, consider it a warning.

Oh! This is it!

- Okay, we're here. Now what? - I don't know.

I don't know, but she's here. She's here somewhere.

You kidnap a girl, you bring her out here and then you...

[Max] What is it?

- It's a molehill. - So?

It's an awfully straight line for a molehill.

- [Air Whooshing] - Oxygen tanks.

Oh, my God.

Come on.

Come on!

Oh, God! She's under here!

- [Max] Watch the hose. - Oh, my God!

- What did he do to her? - [Valenti] I don't know. She's goin' into shock!

[Isabel] We've got you! What-What did he do...

- [Max] Isabel, can you get this thing off? - Hurry. Hurry, get it off!.

Isabel, hurry!

- Max, I see the shooter! - I can't keep this up!

I almost have it!

- I've got it! - You still see him? - Yeah.

You ready? Go!

- [Gunshots] - Freeze!

- Dan! It's me! - What the hell's goin' on here?

- Who you shootin' at? - The kidnapper.

- What kidnapper? - We found our missing girl.

- [Whimpering] - Shh.

[Gasping, Whimpering]

[Crying]

[Police Radio Chatter]

I never saw his face.

I was coming down to visit my grandparents in Roswell.

But when he... [Inhales]

He came up behind me... on the street...

Laurie, I'm gonna have someone watch over you around the clock...

until your parents arrive.

You're safe now. I promise.

How did you know to find me out here?

Someone heard you cry out for help.

[Chuckles]

- How'd you find her? - Good police work.

[Dan, Laughing] Aw, come on.

You can do better than that. What were those kids doin' out here?

Nothin'.

- They were just along for the ride. - "Along for the ride"?

Are you tellin' me you took two minors with you on a ride-along?

That alone is enough to get you suspended.

I'll take the suspension. You leave the kids out of this.

Sheriff, look at this.

- It's our shooter's bullets. - Yeah, but there's no laceration or impact.

- They're in perfect shape. - [Dan] That's impossible.

Physically impossible. Thanks, Deputy.

I'll take care of these.

- I'm as baffled as you are. - [Chuckles]

No. No, you're not.

You're a good cop, Jimbo, but you don't lie very well.

And whatever you're coverin' up, I'm gonna find it out.

You can count on it.

Who are you?

Isabel.

You saved my life.

[Crying] Thank you.

- Ready to go home? - [Engine Starts]

Isabel?

There's something about her, Max.

- What do you mean? - It's...

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