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1 [Man] Previously on Roswell.

[Panting] Max is dead.

- Clayton, can you hear me? - That's not me.

This can't be me.

You have to kill this body. You have to stop Clayton.

- No. - You have to. He'll kill you if you don't.

I love you. [Screams]

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Have you called an ambulance?

- No. - What the hell is wrong with you?

- You can't take her to the hospital. You can't. - Why? Tell me why?

Because your wife isn't human.

She's alien. We both are.

I married Isabel Evans, and there is no Isabel Evans.

- Where do we go from here? - I have no idea.

They're looking at me differently.

It's understandable that they're curious to see how you'll react to this new information.

Yeah, but I don't think they trust me. I think they think that I'm a threat.

You think they're worried that you'll tell the truth about them?

Yeah. Maybe. I don't know.

Look, if they found out that I was talking to you...

Let me assure you that you can talk freely.

As long as you don't tell me that anyone's in trouble...

what we discuss in this session stays between you and me.

It's just...

l-I'm just scared, Dr. Weiss. You know?

Where's all of this going to take me?

I just wanted a normal life.

Your anxiety's completely normal.

And then, let me be clear. Isabel's a good person.

I love her. You know, it's just them.

It's just she's suffered protecting their secret. And it's just... It's not...

You told me they were in the mob. Most people would have trouble condoning that.

You're suffering too, Jesse.

Yes.

And we're here to fix that, and hopefully in the process we'll fix your marriage too.

- Let's go. - Where?

After him. We've gotta find out what he's talking about in there.

If he's in therapy, he's obviously upset.

Getting in his face is a bad idea. I'll figure it out.

I'm not gonna let you sit back and wait for something to happen.

Michael, I said I'd take care of it.

Let's get out of here.

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[Max] So what are you doing tonight?

Working, studying. Lights out by 11:00.

- Hey, Max. - Hey, Mr. Parker.

- I'll be right out, Dad. - Sure.

- Is he giving you a hard time? - No, he's being a total saint.

You know Winnaman wouldn't give him back his deposit?

- Wow, that's terrible. - Yeah.

So it... it seems like you're pretty busy tonight.

Why?

I just thought it might be fun if we went out.

Max, it's not that I don't want to, it's just things can't go back to the way they were.

Could we at least hang out like friends?

[Bell Dings]

You know, my orders are backing up. I'll have to call you.

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Oh.

- You're home late. - I was at the gym.

[Sighs]

Good night.

[Gasping]

[Grunting]

- What? Did you have a bad dream? - [Gasps]

- Where are you going? - To the office.

- In the middle of the night? - Um...

it's just the McAdam's case is really weighing on me...

and I just figure if I can't sleep, I might as well get some work done.

Okay.

When can I expect you home?

Um, I'm not sure.

Look, I'm sorry, Isabel, really. Go back to sleep.

I'll be back as soon as I can.

[Door Opens, Closes]

- [Engine Sputtering] - Damn it.

[Groans] Damn it!

I've been waiting 45 minutes.

Yes. Henley Street.

No. I'm not going anywhere.

- Car trouble? - What are you doing here? It's 2:00 in the morning.

When I can't sleep, I walk. Need some help?

- No. There's a tow truck coming. - I can take a look.

- No. - Maybe I can fix it.

Look, I don't want any part of that alien crap, okay?

- I've taken auto shop, Jesse. - Just leave it alone.

I know that all of this probably doesn't seem real right now.

- But if you need someone to talk to... - Thanks, Max.

- I've got that covered, okay? - A doctor isn't going to help you deal with this, Jesse.

Trust me. I've been in therapy before.

H-Have you been spying on me?

You have to realize that if anyone finds out the truth, we're all in danger.

Not just us, but Liz, Maria, Kyle, Valenti.

Think about it, Jesse.

[Scoffs]

I knew it. I'm in charge.

Jesse, do you want me to make you...

Were you even going to leave me a note?

I'm sorry, Isabel.

I can't stay here and pretend like everything is normal, because it's not.

But normal is sneaking out of our house while I'm still sleeping?

It's not like that. I was waiting until you woke up.

Jesse, please. Just talk to me.

Look, I don't know what to say, okay?

No. I am putting in all the effort and you're giving me nothing in return.

I'm dealing with this the best that I can, okay? What else do you want from me?

I want you to love me and be the man that I married.

Well, that's hilarious because I want you to be the woman that I married.

So that's it? It's over?

I'll be at the Travel Inn.

And tell your brother to stop following me.

[Sniffles, Sighs]

[Knocking]

Please stop spying on Jesse.

He's seeing a therapist. I don't have to tell you how dangerous that is.

- It's his private life. - A luxury he doesn't have anymore.

He moved out.

Everyone said this would happen.

I'm such an idiot for thinking that I could make it work.

That I could be happy. [Scoffs]

Jesse was trying to get help, Iz.

To me, that means he thinks there's something worth saving.

- How's Liz? - Cautious.

And she has every right to be but...

- It's not easy. - [Chuckles] Yeah?

Yeah.

- They're following me. - Who is?

- My brother-in-law. - To what extent?

Well, he knows I'm coming here.

- Are you in danger? - No.

I-I don't know. I-I don't know anything anymore.

Jesse, you're not helpless. What is it that you want?

I want out.

Then we're gonna figure out a way to get that. Okay?

Thanks. Look, I've gotta get back to the office.

Yeah.

All right, then. I'll see you later, Jesse.

Okay. Thanks, Dr. Weiss.

[Phone Rings]

Hello. Hey, honey.

About 20 minutes. Yeah, I'm almost finished here.

Okay. I love you. Bye-bye.

What kind of man listens to another person's secrets for a living?

- Please, don't hurt me. - Does that make you feel powerful?

Huh? Knowing the deep and dirty things that make someone tick?

You don't know what you're dealing with, so drop Jesse Ramirez as a client.

Yes, uh, I need the police.

No, uh, make that the F.B.I.

- Thanks for meeting me. - I'm glad you called.

Thank you. I-I brought your sweatshirt.

Your gray one? You left it on the couch. I washed it.

Thanks.

- Look, I've made a decision. - Please don't do this here, Jesse. Not in public.

Let's pack our bags... tonight. We'll go to the airport.

We'll leave Roswell. We just won't come back again.

- L... - Hey, kids.

- Dad. - What are you doing clear across town?

- Uh, we, uh... - Dirka's is having a furniture sale.

- We were just looking for some... - For end tables.

Yeah, we're looking for end tables so, uh, how about you?

Uh, the Fallon case. So everything's okay?

- Yes. - Great.

Okay. I'll see you back in the office, Jesse.

- And, uh, Isabel, would you please call your mother? - Yes.

Okay. Oh, hey. Did you hear Liz Parker dropped out of boarding school?

She wasn't gone very long. Know anything about it?

No. I didn't know she was back.

Must've been a very expensive two weeks for Jeff Parker. Okay. See you later.

I respect your father. I don't like lying to him.

I don't either. But he's convinced that Max is up to something.

We just have to be very careful around him right now.

You see? That's why we have to leave.

Look, I wanna be married to you, Isabel. But I can't be married to this situation.

Look, you say you wanna make this work.

This is the only way I can see how.

What can I get you folks?

- Need more time? - I do.

Let me know when you make up your mind.

Hey. You, uh... You left your bike parked in front of Mrs. Curry's door.

You know how pissed she gets about that.

- Did you hear me? - Yes, sir.

Isabel, uh, stopped by.

I promised her we'd stay out of this whole Jesse thing.

I know you're concerned, and I agree that our safety should be our number-one focus.

- But we have to leave this to her. - Got it.

What is that?

Jesse's file. I took it.

I dealt with the therapist while I was there too.

- Have you lost it? - I'm doing my job.

You crossed the line. Who said you could do that?

How'd you get these?

I made an after-hours withdrawal from the safety deposit box.

My name was the only one on the access card at the bank.

What, they're not safe with me?

I want you to take this stuff back.

I want you to let go of this Jesse thing. Michael, I'm serious.

What the hell is wrong with you?

[Panting]

You. You were dead, Max.

And now I'm looking at you, and, I mean, I don't know.

I mean, who are you? Are you a ghost?

And you're here in my face all day, and you're freaking me out.

- Let me see your hand. - Hey, I'm fine.

- Michael, you can't even move... - Hey. Just leave me alone.

Your timing belt's broken. I should be able to get another one by tomorrow.

I hate not having a car. I feel trapped.

How are things going with Isabel?

Fine.

- Look, if you ever need someone... - To talk to?

That seems to be a popular sentiment around here.

Could you hand me that deep-socket wrench?

- Here you go. - Look...

when I first found out, I couldn't... I couldn't deal.

I had to get out of town for a couple of months.

But once I got used to it, there's a lot of good that came out of knowing.

Kyle, I'm an officer of the court.

I see how lies catch up with people and bring them down.

Believe me, there's nothing good that can come out of this conspiracy.

Maybe, but I realize that I'm part of something bigger than myself.

It's not bigger. It's all-consuming. There's a difference.

- They've robbed you of your life. - Actually, they gave me one.

- Stop the cheerleading bit, Kyle, all right? - It's not cheerleading.

I was shot, and I would've died if Max Evans hadn't healed me.

[Groans] Damn it. [Sucks Air]

I'll be right back.

Jesse Ramirez. You're coming with us.

Who are you? Who are you, pal?

Help!

Hey!

Hey.

Hey, you have no right to hold me here.

Anything you found in there constitutes an illegal search and seizure.

[Handcuffs Rattling]

- Who the hell are you? - My name is Agent Burns, F.B.I.

What do you want?

Last night, a local therapist was threatened. Your therapist.

You said your wife's family is involved in organized crime.

- There's been a mistake. - The guy who did it mentioned you by name.

- There's no mob connection. - Then why did you say there was?

It... It was an analogy.

I believe you.

Now let's talk about why you're really here, Jesse.

How much do you know about your brother-in-law Max Evans?

I won't lie to you. I'm not the biggest fan of my brother-in-law.

But Max is just a kid.

Troubled, but not a threat to national security.

Most of these could never go public. People couldn't get their minds around it.

He isn't from this world. He's an alien pretending to be a normal teenage kid.

[Laughing] That's nuts, Agent Burns.

Really?

Careers have been destroyed because of Max Evans.

People have died. Good people.

Well, if Max is the murderer you say he is, why haven't you arrested him yet?

We tried. I used to be in something called the Special Unit.

Now there are only a few of us left.

We knew how dangerous he was.

I have another theory. There are more like him.

And they've been able to live here for the last 50 years...

under the cover of lies, murder and deceit.

I promise you. These creatures believe in survival of the fittest.

We're an inferior life-form to them. Nothing will stand in their way.

Those are just the victims we know about.

Trust me, Mr. Ramirez. We're the good guys.

How can I help?

He put his fist right through the wall.

His hand was a mess, but he wouldn't let me touch him.

[Liz] He was probably embarrassed.

Nice.

Well, my old babysitter Lynne used to work at the Snack Shack.

She let me play here for free all the time.

In light of this new information, I think we should reconsider the rules.

No. Mm-mmm. No powers.

I'll let you use yours if I can use mine.

It's not so funny.

- Any sign of 'em lately? - Uh, no. Not since Vermont, and I'm not complaining.

By the way, my father's very curious about your sudden return.

I'm sure he thinks it has something to do with me.

You should just tell him what I told my father.

That my drug-addicted roommate wanted me to get into a three-way with my Latin teacher.

Yeah. I erred on the side of the dramatic.

So, anyway, what you were saying about Michael.

He can't stand to be around me. I freak him out.

You know, it's a hard enough thing to deal with somebody dying, Max.

- It's even weirder to have them come back to life. - Am I a ghost?

- Ow. - Guess not.

No. I mean, are you afraid of me?

No.

But, I was... I was wondering, uh, what was it like...

when you were dead?

I don't... I don't wanna talk about that.

To say it out loud makes it closer.

- I understand. - But it changed me.

I'm not interested in dragging around these responsibilities anymore...

or arguing with Michael about how we do things...

or keeping on this impossible quest to find my son.

- Max. - I need to live in the now.

To appreciate all these things I've been taking for granted.

Like... Like going to school or smearing you in putt-putt.

[Laughs] Oh, dream on.

I-I want us to try again.

[Cell Phone Rings]

Hello? Hey, Is...

What?

They shoved him into a van, and then they drove off.

- Are you sure it was the F.B. I? - They were wearing the uniform.

- I knew he'd turn on us. - Michael, he didn't turn on us, all right?

- He was taken against his will. - We don't know that.

- I do. - I'm going to find him.

No. Wait. Look, here's what we're gonna do.

Kyle and Isabel, go back to the garage, see if there are any clues in Jesse's car.

Liz, you and I will start canvassing the streets for any sign of the feds.

Michael, take Maria back to Isabel's apartment...

I'm not gonna sit around and wait for something to happen.

If Jesse gets away or tries to make contact, that's the first place he's gonna go.

No. I have my own plan.

Maxwell, I'm warning you. Get out of my way.

I don't have time to deal with your temper tantrums right now.

- And I don't have time for... - Stop it.

Max is in charge. My husband's life is at stake. Just do what he says.

Thanks for that assignment, Max.

What is wrong with him?

I don't know. Let's go.

[Tires Squealing]

Uh, Vin Diesel, wrong turn.

Hello? Isabel's apartment is that way.

We're not going to Isabel's apartment. We're doing things my way now.

- Max said... - Max should've stayed dead.

- What did you just say? - I'm the leader now.

This is how it should've been from the beginning.

All right. You know what? If this is a joke, please note that I am in no way busting up.

Look where following Max has gotten us. Alex died. Tess betrayed us.

He doesn't wanna be king. I want it and I'm good at it, and I'm stopping this Jesse thing now.

- Jesse's not gonna tell anybody. - Jesse is human.

Nasedo had it right. When someone finds out, they should be eliminated.

[Forced Chuckle] Well, if you follow that line of thinking...

then that would apply to me too, huh?

- You said it. I didn't. - This isn't you.

You know what really pisses me off?

No one ever listens to me. You didn't. Not even when we were together.

- All you tried to do was make me weak. - No. I loved you.

I stayed on this planet for you, and you show your appreciation by dumping me?

Yeah, you loved me.

Michael, what is on your chest?

- You never shut up. Now get out. - Michael...

Get out!

[Tires Squealing]

- Sorry, Philip, the grill's cold. - Actually, I'm not here to eat.

Oh, well, um, come on in then.

- Keepin' busy? - Well, I've been better. What can I do for you?

Look, I know I may be out of line with this, but, uh, it's Liz.

What about her?

I was wondering what brought her back from Vermont so soon.

No offense, Philip, that's family business.

I know it is. But, um, you gotta think it's a little strange.

A smart girl like her passing up an educational opportunity like that?

You and I have talked about this before. How some of the things Max...

Look. The girls at Winnaman drank and did drugs.

Liz felt uncomfortable around her roommate.

In the end, it was worth the inconvenience to bring her back home.

That's all. Your son had nothing to do with it.

I see. I'm sorry to bother you.

- Oh. - Oh. Did they give you your deposit back?

No.

Most private schools have an admissions out clause.

- I could look into that for you. - No, that's all right.

- It's the least I can do. - I appreciate it.

Hey, Philip...

don't waste your time not trusting your son.

You know, life is complicated enough.

- Okay. Michael's a freak show. - [Liz] What happened?

He's like a desert-wandering Anne Heche times a thousand, babbling about how Max...

should've stayed dead because he'd be a better king or something.

- That's insane. - And he had this, like, weird thing on his chest.

- Like what? - I don't know. It was like this weird "V" thing here.

Did it look like this?

- Yes, that's it. - That's the royal seal of Antar.

It's a mark I have inside me proving I'm the true king.

What if the people who engineered and sent you here built in a backup plan?

In case anything happened to you, Michael was encoded to step up as leader.

- But nothing happened to me. I'm fine. - No. You died.

- Maxwell, you said that Michael broke his hand. - He did.

It looked fine to me. Maybe he's inherited other things from you too.

Like what?

It's not working. I can't heal it.

What about your other powers?

- I'm losing the ones that are unique to me. - Great.

So Michael's the boss man? Think he'll offer a benefits plan?

- Kyle. - What? I, for one, am panicking.

I love the guy but I don't wanna be a member of any club where he's the leader.

- What do we do? - We have to stop him.

This is Michael to the nth degree. Ruthless. Impulsive. Dangerous.

If the switch got flipped because Max died...

maybe Michael has to go through the same thing in order to be reset.

- No. Max, no. - I won't kill him.

I just need to figure out a way to take the seal back.

Where'd he go?

Isabel? Isabel?

- You told them who we are? - Get the hell out.

- You sold us out, didn't you? - Get the hell out. Now.

- Didn't you? - No!

I told Isabel not to bring another human into the secret.

But she was so in love, so Max said yes.

She was my first. Did you know that?

We were together before you were born, and we'll be together when you're nothing but bones.

What do we have here?

- That's not mine. - How'd it get in your briefcase?

- I don't know. - Good-bye, Jesse.

Michael, stop.

I was right. He was bugged. He's working against us.

- Let him go. - Get out of here, Isabel. He's crazy.

- Hey. Shut up! - Back off, Michael.

No, he has to die.

Everybody out. Now!

Somebody please tell me it's gonna be okay.

Listen, Jesse, you were right. We have to get away from here.

From all of this. So let's just go. Anywhere you want.

- Anywhere? - Yeah, anywhere.

- Okay. Go get the car. - Okay.

[Touch-tones Beeping]

- Hello. - Agent Burns, I'm coming in.

- You let him go? - Michael, you have to listen to me.

Hey, don't give orders to me.

You died. I'm king.

It's your turn to get in line.

No.

Okay, then.

You're gonna be very sorry you did that.

Follow me or die again.

[Screams]

I will kill you, Michael, if that's what it takes to stop you.

But trust me, as someone who just got back from there, you don't wanna go.

[Screaming]

[Panting]

[Grunts]

Listen, we have two minutes. Destroy everything. Okay?

I told you I'd help you, and you put that mike on me.

Nothing personal. I just wanted to make sure you were a man of your word.

When I file a complaint with the federal prosecutor's office, you're finished, Burns.

- Now give me the tape. - That Michael Guerin has a big mouth, doesn't he?

He was always one of our prime suspects, but we could never pin anything on him.

I am serious. I will shut you down.

I don't think so. With this information...

I'll have the proper technicians knocking on doors tomorrow morning.

Starting with your wife's.

That said, thanks for your help.

- [Gunshot] - [Gasps] Jesse.

Oh, God.

We have to go.

- How are your eyes? - They don't tickle.

Thanks for healing them.

That was the best I could do with that.

- Can I get you anything else? - No.

Look, Michael...

we both said some things we didn't really mean to.

And l... I just wanted you to know that l...

Save the touchy-feely stuff, Maxwell.

You're the king. You did what you had to do.

I don't consider myself your boss.

Got it.

It's been a suck day. Can I get some sleep?

♪♪ [Man Singing]

If they find him, they'll identify him.

[Flames Whooshing]

Not now.

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If we drive all night we can make it to Dallas.

- I killed a man. - In self-defense.

I used my gun, Isabel.

Since when do you have a gun?

Since college.

Left it in the strongbox in the desk.

- I didn't know. - Guess I've got some secrets of my own.

[Exhales] Let's pack. Come on.

- Let's just... - No.

Jesse, we can leave Roswell and never come back.

It doesn't matter. It will always be with us.

- Please. - There's nowhere to go.

I'm part of this for good now.

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