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1 Previously on Roswell.
Your mother and I forbid you to see Max.
If I find out that you so much as sat next to her in class...
- she'll be on the next plane to Vermont. - Vermont?
- The Winnaman Academy. - You would do that just to...
Just to keep her away from you. Yes, I would.
Sometimes I can go into people's heads when they're sleeping.
[Laughs] Ripped By mstoll
- Isabel Evans? - Yes, Alex?
Go to the prom with me?
There's been an accident. Alex is dead.
[Crying]
♪♪ [Singing]
♪♪ [Continues]
- ♪♪ [Continues] - One, please.
Thank you.
[Man Speaking In Movie, Indistinct]
- ♪♪ [Fades] - Oh, God. I can't believe she married him.
- She loved him. - She did. She really, really loved him.
Even though he was damaged.
And wounded. He was so wounded.
She didn't care. She was brave enough to see past that...
to see how good he really was.
- I love old movies. - Oh.
The hero always catches the bad guy or wins the war...
or gets married and lives happily ever after.
I wish real life could be like that.
It can be like that.
[Ticking]
♪♪ [Singing]
♪♪ [Continues]
Isabel, will you marry me?
Yes.
Oh, my God.
Oh, my God.
♪♪ [Rock]
♪♪ [Continues]
♪♪ [Ends]
I go away for a couple of days, and you're looking at wedding rings.
Alex. Where have you been? I've missed you.
If only you loved me this much when I was alive.
- Alex... - I'm kidding. I'm kidding.
- Chili and a hot dog. - Fries?
Did I say fries?
- Scrambled, bacon, buttered toast. - Got it.
You know, I work here too.
Good. Maybe we could stage a revolt, burn down the kitchen and free the slaves.
- You're making life impossible. - Well, he could fire me.
Or I could kill you.
You're too late for that because I'm working like 90 hours a week...
which means I can't go anywhere or do anything.
And I probably am gonna be dead from grease fumes by the end of the week.
And I'm under constant threat of being sent to boarding school.
Could it possibly be that you and Max robbed a convenience store?
We didn't actually rob it.
- [Sighs] - You've only known this guy a few months, Isabel.
Alex, I can't really talk to you about guys.
I'm dead. I'm beyond getting jealous.
All right. Well, I guess the truth is, I've never felt this way before.
This is the first time I've met someone I can see being with for the rest of my life.
Ow. That stings a little bit.
- Good morning. - Good morning.
- Late night? - Endless.
- Am I on schedule here today? - No, you have school today.
- Mmm. - Are you still okay for Saturday?
- Sure. What-What's Saturday? - Date night. Remember?
- Romantic dinner, just you and me. - Right.
- And what-what day is this? - This is Thursday.
- [Laughs] You need sleep. - I need pancakes.
Hey, pancakes sound good. Make that two with coffee, black.
Hey, sweetie, how you doin'? Give me eggs over easy, side of wheat...
and the biggest glass of milk you got.
Same, with no butter, side of bacon. Thank you.
- French toast. - Me too, with sausage and bacon.
And orange juice for the table and water.
Mmm. And a coffee too.
You know, if you're planning on sleeping, you probably shouldn't have coffee.
With cream, please.
- Is that her? Is that your girl? - That's her.
[Fly] Did you ever ask her to wear that uniform off duty?
- Hey, can I help you? - Yeah, I'm just here to pick that up.
[Guys Laughing]
[Laughing] Is Michael laughing?
- Yeah, apparently. Do you want a drink with that? - No.
- Um, can I ask you a question? - Mm-hmm.
If Michael proposed, would you say yes?
Oh! Whoo!
Is there something I should know?
No. No, no, no. It's just a survey for my sociology class at school.
Oh. So, community college wants to know if I'd marry an alien?
Well, forget about the alien thing. Pretend it's not an issue.
How long do you think the courtship should last...
before it's socially okay to get married?
Well, is the couple in true true love?
Well, let's say they hypothetically were.
Okay, did they know from the first time they met they were supposed to be together?
Say they hypothetically did.
Okay, well, then my opinion is that...
from the first second of the second minute, they're free to tie the knot.
- Oh! - Oh, no.
- [Laughing] - [Fly] Oh, this guy.
But then again, I'm just a hopeless romantic.
All I'm saying is, Roswell isn't exactly a hotbed of challenging legal adventures.
Ah, after New York, I was looking for a slower pace.
Well, you've got that, which is fine for a middle-aged guy with a family.
- You must be bored to tears. - No, not really.
Well, there must be something keeping you here. A woman?
- Shouldn't we get back to the case here? - [Chuckles]
Isabel?
Nice to see you again.
Mr. Ramirez, it's nice to see you again. Hi, Dad.
Hey, Isabel. Hey.
Mmm. What're you doing here?
I had some time to kill, so I thought I'd bring you lunch.
Oh, Iz. That's wonderful.
- Oh, my little angel. - [Chuckles]
- Mmm. - Um, cheeseburger and...
Oh, no, they screwed up the order.
- What is that? - I think it's cucumbers, sprouts and hummus on pita bread.
- Oh, God, no. - Yeah, and lentil soup.
Ugh. Uh.
I'm gonna go next door and get chicken wings. You guys want anything?
I'll take that if you don't want it.
Ooh. You're a brave, brave man. Okay, back in a minute.
- That's clever. - I needed to speak to you alone.
In your father's offce? Risky.
- Sexy. - [Laughs]
Wow.
Mmm.
- Jesse, I need to speak to you. - Yeah, me too.
Jesse, what I wanted to say is just, you know...
if we're gonna continue in this relationship, it needs to be about now.
I can't promise you tomorrow, and I need you to understand.
Oh.
- What were you gonna say to me? - Pretty much the opposite.
Miss Evans, I wanna... I wanna love you with the lights on...
- Kinky. - Metaphorically speaking. I didn't...
Even though we have only known each other a few months, I feel I really know you.
L-I feel I know everything about you.
And the thing is, I'm proud to know you.
I'm proud to love you, and I want the world to know about it. I don't wanna hide this anymore.
This guy's good.
I'm cursed.
- Isabel. - I am. I am this cursed person.
- No, you're not. - Look what happened to you. You were killed by an alien.
And then there was Grant, the only other guy I was semi-involved with...
and he was killed by that ridiculous alien jellyfish thing.
It's like you said... Jesse had a dream, and dream's aren't real.
He isn't going to propose to you.
It was just a thought passing through his head...
so let it pass.
I wanna move out.
- And then what? - Move in together.
- Don't you want to? - I want it for the right reasons.
How about being together?
You know, we could just leave tonight and find some place.
- The cost is too high. - We'll get jobs.
Your family, Liz. We'd destroy your mom and dad.
- They're destroying us. - Liz...
They are, Max.
Well, my father is anyway.
How am I supposed to help you find your child if I can't even be with you?
You are with me, all the time.
All the time.
[Nancy]Jeff, you can't keep her under lock and key for 24 hours a day.
[Jeff] I don't know who she is anymore. She's become a different person.
- She's not a little girl. - I know that.
[Sighs] You've got to stop treating her like...
I'm not treating her like a child.
- You're treating her like a criminal. - She was just in jail.
[Nancy] Is this about Liz, or is this about you?
[Jeff] This is about keeping our daughter safe!
Oh, don't you get it? You're driving her away!
If he pulls a ring from his pocket, you can't get all weak in the knees.
- Don't go. - You're on your own. Eye of the tiger.
You can do this. Just say no.
I thought we were supposed to meet in the balcony. Aren't we being a little risky?
- Hey. - I can't do this.
- D-Did something happen? Did someone find out? - No, and they never will.
- Wait. Hold on now. Hang on a second. - We're done.
- Isabel, we're just starting. - Don't call me. Don't try to see me.
L-I need to know what happened. What changed?
- Let me go. - Just wait. Uh...
Whatever happened, listen to me. Whatever... Whatever happened, we'll get through it.
We'll get through it if we're apart.
What does that mean, Isabel?
Look, you have to give me an explanation, okay? You owe me an explanation.
All right, fine. This is going nowhere. We are going nowhere.
Okay, I'm 18. I wanna go to college. L... I want a life.
And you... What are you doing here, Jesse?
You came to visit your mother and never left.
You graduated with honors from Harvard Law School.
You could be working for the most prestigious law firm in the country.
If you stay here, you're throwing your future away...
because we don't have a future.
I love you, Isabel.
You can't.
So don't. Just don't.
- [Sighs] - ♪♪ [Singing]
- ♪♪ [Ends] - [Sobbing]
[Sighs]
Oh, geez.
- Did you knock? - No.
So you're lurking now?
[Crying] No.
- What? What's wrong? What... You-You okay? - Mmm.
- Here, come on. Come on in. - [Sniffles]
What happened? You want some water or something?
No.
Sit... down.
- [Sighs] - Do you wanna talk about it or...
- No. - Okay. Okay.
[Crying Continues] Aren't you late for work?
Oh, screw that. That's...
What... What happened?
I broke up with Jesse.
Why?
Because there's no way...
I can't... I can't drag him into this. I can't.
[Sobbing Continues]
[Sighs]
What are you afraid of?
What do you think's gonna happen? That he's gonna run away?
Isabel...
has anyone that you've shared this with run from you?
Name one person.
You can't. Why do you think that is?
Let him in. Let him deal with it.
[Sighs] I can't.
Max and Michael and I, after Alex died...
made a pact to never let anyone else in, ever.
Well, just talk to 'em. I'm sure they'll understand.
- [Laughs] Yeah, right. - [Laughs]
Well, you can't move in with her.
You'd have to move out of state to avoid her father.
- Do you still have to cross the state line to be a kidnapper? - I don't know.
Thought maybe armed robbery would be ahead on the syllabus.
- Slow down. - Am I speaking too fast?
Me and Liz... Calm things down a little. Turn down the heat.
Back on the throttle. Sounds good.
- You want a Snapple? - [Slams]
Where were you?
- Where was I supposed to be? - We were supposed to have lunch at school today.
- Today's Saturday. - No, today's Friday. Hello? Where are you?
I'm right here. Where's Saturday?
What, are you guys saving the world from alien invasion?
Would that keep you from kicking my ass?
I gotta get going. [Clears Throat]
- Don't do that. - What am I doing...
- besides wondering where my boyfriend went? - I said I'm right here.
Sleeping? Or are you just waking up? Or are you going to bed?
Or you're at work. Or you're at school. Where you're not, Michael, is with me.
And even when you are with me, it's like you're not with me.
- I am. - No, you're not.
Everything I'm doing... the jobs, getting my grades up... is to be with you...
to be better for you.
So, what do you want me to do? Tell me. I'll do it.
I want a moment of your time. I want several moments.
I want tomorrow night to be fun, for instance.
- Date night? - Yes.
And please, would you please wash your sheets?
Okay. Okay, sure.
- Me and you, tomorrow night, nothin' but fun. I promise. - [Sighs]
- Do you really promise? - I promise promise.
Can I have a Snapple?
- Oh... - What?
I don't know if I have a cold one, but I'll check.
Oh, I do.
- [Bell Rings] - I wanna talk to your father. I want him to understand.
I don't think he's interested in understanding anything right now.
- Why? What happened? - I don't know.
Well, last night when I came home, they were arguing about me.
I thought it was just...
l-I just didn't know there was that side to him.
What side?
Forget it. It's stupid.
I don't wanna weigh you down with it.
Go ahead. Weigh me down.
I'm pretty sure I can handle it.
- Uh... We were... We were just... - Yeah, steaming up the windows. Liz, out!
Bad move, Max.
- We were just talking. - Planning a bank heist?
[Door Closes]
So Max is living with Michael?
- More like crashing. - Crashing?
Does he have his things there? A bed? Is he paying rent?
Can we just try not to talk about Max...
for just this once, just tonight?
- Is that possible? - So, you're not gonna believe this...
but I have to look for another lawyer, again.
- [Diane] Someone's leaving? - Jesse.
What? Honey, you said he was the best lawyer your firm has ever had.
Apparently too good for my firm. He's moving back to New York.
[Diane] New York? Well, l-I hope he gave you decent notice.
[Philip] That's the thing. He just walked out on me this afternoon.
Totally uncharacteristic.
You know, I actually forgot some books at school. I'm to... You know, I'm sorry.
- I'll be right back. - Isabel, honey. What about dinner?
- I'll be back. - [Door Slams]
- Are you okay? - Yeah. Why?
You're making a cottage cheese milk shake.
- [Sighs] - Sweetie, what? What? What? What?
Nothing. I just don't know if I'm, like, mad or insane or what.
- "Mad" as in "angry mad"? - Yes.
Well, I don't know. You said insane. I thought maybe you were expanding on mad as in "crazy."
- Okay, fine, you're mad. What are you mad about? - Impotence.
- Is Max... - No. And it...
I just feel powerless. I don't know if I should pull the plug or what.
- Suicide? - Will you stop?
Stop it, okay? You and my parents and Max...
I need all of you to stop, so I can take a breath.
No, you don't. No, you don't!
- [Door Slams] - Max, get out ofhere.
Mr. Parker, I need to speak with you for a second.
- Get out before I throw you out. - Dad!
- Mr. Parker, I think if we just talked... - I said go.
- No, Dad! Stop. - It's okay.
It's okay. I'm leaving.
I hate you.
Mrs. Ramirez. Hi, l...
l-I need to talk to your son. I'm Isabel.
- Come on in. - Okay.
This is beautiful.
It's my mom's pride and joy.
Thought that would be you.
No, I don't bend easily enough to her wishes.
So we should talk.
You wanna put down those shears first?
[Shears Hit Ground]
I don't wanna lose you, Jesse.
Isabel, you broke up with me.
I know.
Maybe we should go out to dinner tomorrow night.
Dinner?
I think we both need to lay our cards on the table.
[Knocking]
Come in! It's open.
- I need to talk to you guys. - All right, make it quick. I got a big night ahead of me.
What's up, Iz?
L... Okay, I'm just gonna make it simple.
I don't really think it's that big a deal...
so I'm just gonna say it, and you can react.
There's...
There's someone I wanna tell about us.
- I'm glad you don't think that's a big deal. - Who?
- His name is Jesse Ramirez. You both know him. He's... - The lawyer who works for Dad?
- Yeah. - And why do you wanna tell him?
Because we've gotten close.
- Close? - Yes, close.
- Meaning you and he are, uh... - Involved.
- Are you pregnant? - No.
We haven't even slept together.
- Has he seen you use your powers? - No.
- Why are we having this conversation? - Why do you need to tell him?
I don't need to. I want to.
I want him to know because I wanna be honest with him.
I love him, and I want him to know me. I don't wanna hide.
God, do you know how humiliating this is for me?
That I have to come here and ask your permission to have an open conversation with my boyfriend?
Can you just imagine it for a second and put yourself in my position?
I'm gonna put this as simple as possible. Isabel, I'm happy you have a boyfriend. Congrats.
That said, lie about the alien thing.
- [Sighs] - [Door Closes]
He's gonna leave, Max.
If I'm not honest with him, he's gonna leave.
- How long have you two been... - Three months.
But I know him.
I know him.
This is the first time I've ever felt this way.
I'm in love with him, and if I lose this, I don't know what the hell I'm doing on Earth.
I mean, you have Liz. Michael has Maria.
This is the first time I've had someone.
Isabel, what if in three months from now, or even six months from now...
- you two break up? - We won't.
- How do you know? - How did you know to tell Liz? I just do.
Right now, I'm not so sure it was the best idea to tell Liz.
It's screwing up her entire life.
No matter how much it screws up her life, you still have each other.
Isn't that the most important thing?
Think about Jesse, Isabel.
We agreed not to tell anyone after Alex died...
because we didn't wanna put anyone else at risk.
The second you tell Jesse, his life changes...
forever.
He becomes a part of a secret he didn't ask to be part of.
You can't tell him, Isabel...
for his sake.
[Pins Falling]
It's not quite what I had in mind.
I thought you liked their tuna melts.
Yeah, when I'm in a tuna-melt kind of mood.
- What kind of mood are you in? - That's a loaded question.
Do you want both barrels now, or should I save one in case you forgot to clean the sheets?
Are you joking me?
Do you even think of me at all? I mean, at all?
We've been doing this for two years, and just when I think you're getting it, you don't.
- Listen... - [Man On P.A.] Would the owner of the Ford Festiva...
please go to the parking lot?
Your lights are on.
Whoo. I'll be right back.
- Cold? - Yeah.
- Here. - Oh, thank you.
You're welcome.
- Okay, I'll check on the wait. Be right back. - Thanks.
[Gasps]
It's a 40-minute wait.
- It's $1.50 kung pao burrito night, so listen. - Yeah.
- There's this new place I've been wanting to try... - Fine.
- It's French. - What?
It's the Eiffel, as in tower. It's just a few blocks up. We can walk.
- Are you okay? - Yeah. Let's go.
- You want anything else? - [Scoffs] Yeah.
- What? - Anything but this.
[Man On P.A.] Attention. Would the owner of the Ford Festiva...
please go to the parking lot?
Your trunk is wide-open and your jack is showing.
[Chuckles] I'll be right back.
- Where are you going now? - Gotta hit the head.
I think I have a bladder infection or something.
Your jack is showing, man?
Hey, do you wanna win this or not?
- Hey, how's date night going? - I'll be lucky if she ever talks to me again.
[Man] Did you see that? All right.
- [Panting] - Are these yours?
- Ha. How we doin'? - You're losing.
All right, final frame, baby. You get a strike...
- we win this mother. - Right. Like that's gonna happen.
Don't look there. You don't need that psych-out crap. But if you screw up...
- we still love you, man. - Thanks. [Exhales]
Hey, hey. Remember, uh, no alien funny business.
Hey! Back off.
- [Murmuring] - [Cheering]
- Yeah! Yes! - Yeah!
Whoo! Yeah. Yeah! [Laughing]
I double-booked. L-I made a mistake.
- 'Cause I promised the guys, then I promised you... - Shut up.
- Maria... - Just shut up. I've got something to say, all right?
Okay, let me have it.
All right.
The other day at the Crashdown you were there, they were there...
and Isabel asked me a question which I chose to ignore at the moment.
She asked, "Is Michael laughing?" And you were.
And I was jealous because... [Sighs]
You never laugh like that when you're with me.
- I do. - Not like that. I've never heard you...
laugh like that until that moment.
Something happened.
You got friends, and that's important.
I'm confused.
I'm an idiot 'cause I wanted you all to myself, and that's not right.
'Cause I've never seen you that happy before, and I love you happy.
I love you.
- This is okay? - [Laughs] Yes, this is okay.
Now you realize you have to take me somewhere to make up for that tuna melt, right?
[Door Opens]
[Door Opens]
- Hey, Mom. - You do know that there's nothing that you could do...
or think that I have not done or thought of myself, hmm?
So if you're thinking of sneaking out tonight...
you might wanna stay close to home, please.
- Okay. - Okay?
Mm-hmm.
- Does Dad know? - [Laughs]
This is not something he needs to hear about right now.
- Is he okay? - No, he's going through hell.
- Because of me? - No. Because of him.
- [Door Opens] - Mom, please tell me what's going on.
Please.
Come here.
When your father was 17, he was trouble...
a hellion, as my parents used to say.
Oh, he smoked, he drank. He broke into people's homes.
And he had a girlfriend... before me.
He loved her very much. And she was very good for him...
and everybody thought that they would end up together.
But they didn't.
And he wrote her the most beautiful poetry.
So, what happened?
Your dad was driving. He was drunk.
There was an accident...
and she got killed.
He's never forgiven himself for that night. I don't think he ever will.
Now he is so terrified that he's about to lose...
the person he loves most in this whole world...
all over again.
[Isabel] He's gonna propose.
He's gonna tell me that I'm either with him forever, or he's leaving forever.
And what will you say?
I don't wanna ruin his life.
Well, you didn't ruin my life, Isabel. You made me alive.
I also killed you.
No, you didn't.
You didn't kill me, Isabel.
And you didn't kill Grant either.
We were victims of circumstance. That's all.
And you need to forgive yourself.
[Sighs] I can't.
Well, I forgive you. And since I'm part of you, you just did.
[Tapping Keys]
♪♪ [Woman Singing, Indistinct]
♪♪ [Continues]
Do you need help with those?
[Laughs] Thanks.
♪♪ [Continues]
Do you have any poems that I could read?
What?
Poems...
yours... I would like to read one.
I, uh... I threw 'em away.
Um... It was a long time ago.
Well, maybe you could write a new one.
[Machine Clicking]
I don't hate you, Dad.
You're the poem, Liz.
You're the poem.
♪♪ [Ends]
- Isabel? - Yes?
- This is, uh, so hard for me to say. - I'm listening.
Well, okay.
I can't do this anymore.
- Can't do what? - Be with you like this. I can't. I can't.
Okay? [Stammers]
There are things that you don't want...
and there are things that I do want, and we'd be lying to each other.
I mean, we're lying to each other now, pretending that...
somehow we're going to fake our way through this...
whatever this is now.
- Am I making any sense? - You want out.
Well, what... what about this?
- Where did you get that from? - In your coat. It was in your coat.
- Are you gonna chicken out now? Here? - Chicken out? What...
Oh, no.
Isabel, this is my mother's ring. It-It...
She asked me to hock it to pay off some debt...
and I took it to the jewelers here, but l-I just couldn't do it.
[Chuckles]
Oh, my God. What is wrong with me?
You found this in my coat pocket when you were waiting for me outside?
Oh, I'm such an idiot.
Oh, I'm such an idiot.
- So you thought I was going to... - [Laughing]
No wonder you look so pale.
I've never, never felt quite this stupid. Wow.
Well...
that's a relief, I guess.
You guess?
It is. It is, l...
I think. [Sniffles]
Okay.
We both came here to lay our cards on the table, right?
You were right...
about 99% of what you said before when you broke up with me.
If I stay here in Roswell...
instead of having a big law career, I will be kicking myself for the rest of my life.
And it's true. I stayed here the last few months to be with you.
[Sighs] But there's one thing that you didn't get right.
And that's the fact that I would gladly live anywhere and do anything...
if it meant being with you.
Isabel, I have never met anyone like you before...
and I've never felt this way about anyone.
So God help me, but here it goes.
Isabel Evans...
will you marry me?
Oh, Jesse, l...
I can't.
I really, really want to.
I really want to...
but I can't.
Uh...
I'm so sorry.
Well, that's okay. I-I just feel...
really...
- stupid. - I didn't mean for you to...
I...
It's okay.
I think I should just go.
Good-bye, Isabel.
- Go. Go to him. - I can't.
Isabel, will you look at what you're doing to your life?
You're stopping it. You're killing it.
Y-You're sitting at a table with no one.
I'm not really here.
You need to move on.
Y-You need to move past me, and you need to start now.
If I ever have a son...
I'm gonna name him Alex.
Wha...
Uh, thank you. That's, uh... That's truly, um...
Thanks.
- Now go! - Okay.
- Oh! - [Glass Shattering]
I am so sorry. I am so sorry.
- [Gasps] Oh, geez. Oh. - Miss...
Okay.
[Grunts] Oh.
Oh. Okay. [Panting]
- What? - Okay.
- Okay, okay, what? - Okay, I wanna marry you.
- Isabel... - So, if you don't take it too personally...
that I basically just forced you to propose and then said no...
I wanna marry you because I have never loved anyone the way I love you.
Because I'm young, but I'm not as young as I seem.
Because you don't know everything about me...
but you will, eventually.
So...
Jesse, will you just say something here?
I have only one thing to say...
which is, just this once, am I allowed to kiss you in public?
Please do.
♪♪ [Singing]
I love you, Isabel.
♪♪ [Continues] Ripped By mstoll
I love you too, Jesse.
♪♪ [Ends]
[Laughs]
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