Previously on Roswell, New Mexico...
ARTURO: Do you love him?
LIZ: More than anything.Take the time
to figure out what you want.
You have Abuela's ring in your hand, don't you?
Sounds like a bad thing.
I just can't help but wonder
if it's the right time.
FBI looks good on you, Agent Cameron.
CAMERON: I think this heist was committed by aliens.
There was a bank robbery over in Las Cruces.
Cam thinks it's aliens.
Did Alex ever determine if Jones was able to...
send a transmission through the Lockhart machine?
LIZ: I thought I'd give you something that helped me.
My mentor, Allie Meyers, she always says
everything is theoretically impossible
until you make it a reality.
This is what our Triad is meant to do.
Oh, my God, are you seeing this?
[exclaims]
MAX: Roswell was once
just a blip on the map where cows outnumbered cowboys.
That is,
till a mystery fell out of the sky.
Check the wavelength readings.
How many balloons went down?
MAX: Over time,
the legend faded into fairy tale.
UFO enthusiasts never found cosmic proof
that we are not alone in the universe.
We went from hiding in plain sight
to living in peace...
...until the sky fell again.
The thing about legends is
they never really fade.[sirens wailing]
And this time around...
there is no place to hide.
♪ From trouble
♪ There's trouble on the way.
MAX: Tell me you found something.
Perfect timing.
I mean, test after test confirmed
it's just a case of St. Elmo's fire.
Scientific St. Elmo's fire--
it's an electromagnetic corona discharge that glows
due to high levels of plasmic voltage
that rip apart molecules in the stratosphere.
It's Earth science.
It's not alien.
Okay.
We saw green streaks
and shimmering rain because that is
how our eyes perceive ionized protons.
But for the cameras... I wrote it all down
for your press conference... Sheriff.
Well, I'd rather be chasing bank robbers
than smiling for cameras.
But, uh, at least
we only have one mystery of the alien variety
to deal with for now.
Do you think they come in peace,
or are they part of Jones's contingency plan?
I don't know.
Breaking into bank vaults isn't exactly a sign
that they have good intentions.
Okay, I'm gonna cover a shift at the Crashdown.
Papi's drowning in tourists.
Okay.
You don't hate me, right?
For needing more time?
No, of course not.
I couldn't be mad at you.
I found a healthy balance with you, Max.
And that's the key to our future together.
So I just need to figure out a way to sustain it.
Well, wherever the road takes you,
I will be right by your side.
[chuckles softly]
Mm.
Yes! How have you been?Hello? Liz?
MAN: Can I start with the alien skins, please?[whistling]
LIZ: Oh, of course, and you guys want two orders...?
I mean... That's okay.
I'm late for Max's press conference anyway.
You cannot start your day without a Shatner Shake.
It is part of a complete breakfast, plus...
why would you want to rub those cute little elbows
up against sweaty rednecks
who believe that chemtrails are controlling our minds, right?
Obviously, it's the aliens controlling our minds.
You don't actually believe
in, um, benevolent creatures
from another planet, do you?
I believe in possibilities.
And if a possibility's gonna lead me
to a story, I'll pursue it.Like the St. Elmo's fire.
Well, if I wanted to report on the weather
I'd be a meteorologist.
I want to ask Max
about the bank robberies.
Little insider tip?
I don't think Max is gonna be very helpful about that.
He told me that, um, the FBI is handling it.
Apparently Sheriff Evans is going to be on, uh,
yokel patrolall day.
Thanks for the tip. And the milkshake. Can I get that to go?
I thought we were gonna, like, hang out?
The news never stops.
Oh, I forgot I'm on keto.
Keep the milkshake. Sorry, babe.
My milkshakes are delicious!
It's good-- back me up
on this, Pancake Papi.
Delicious. You're hired.
Uh, start with refills on table five?
What?And the dishes, thank you.
My boss would like a Rodden-berry Shake.
And she also requested Liz Ortecho
to deliver it to her on the roof.
What you saw last night was nothing more
than a harmless bit of physics.
Think of it as Mother Nature putting on a free light show.
As for the so-called "flying saucers,"
there is a research firm in the area
that is studying weather patterns.
Some of their equipment went down during the storm.
Listen, I understand that you're frustrated.
We have tourists coming in from all over
thinking this is some kind of invasion.
You have a lot of questions
and I promise I will get you real answers soon.
GRAHAM: That's what they said in 1947.
Open your eyes.
Last night was a harbinger
of what's to come.
The plasma activated microchips
in our brains that were implanted
by Venusian parasites swimming in our tap water.
That explains your low IQ.
[laughter]
Look me in the eye
and tell me this shimmering stuff
isn't alien.
They won't tell you the truth, but I will.
At my museum pop-up, Graham Green's Galactic Gulch.
Mm, so I'm guessing, uh,
people weren't buying what you were selling.
Yeah, that's because it was science.
You told me those balloons were aboveboard.They are.
None of the ones that we've retrieved so far
show any signs of alien activity.
The goo on Graham's, it-it shimmered
like alien glass.
We set off 40 balloons over southern New Mexico,
and we retrieved six of them from the field. Those were fine.
But in case any of the other ones have any strange anomalies,
I'll hit the road and track them down.[phone chimes]
But it's probably gonna be a while until I know anything.
Okay, well, that's all right, I got to...
chase down some intergalactic fugitives anyway.
Well, safe travels, Manes.
Okay. Thanks.
Oh, uh...
hey, where do you want me?
Oh. I don't, um...
You know what? Why don't you, uh,
make sure Guerin stays out of trouble?
Yeah?
Guer...
[door opens]
Mmm. Mmm.
Absolutely phenomenal.
My wife said you were a brilliant scientist,
but she never mentioned your culinary skills.
Your wife?
Allie Meyers.
Your former professor. She could not stop talking
about how great you are.You're Allie's wife?
Mm-hmm.Wait, didn't she marry some...
tech billionaire?
I prefer "visionary futurist."
Shivani Sen,
founder of Senovative Enterprises.
Scotch?You didn't come
all the way to Roswell for a spiked milkshake. So?
When an unexplained event happens in a town
known for mysterious sci-fi occurrences,
my helicopter lands the next morning.
Mysterious, sure.
But you're not gonna make any money
off of a lightning storm.
It's New Mexico. We have ten of those a day.
Oh. Not everything is about money, Liz.
Allie and I got married on this charming little island
in the Galapagos.
You should have seen how excited she was
about the algae. But...
government wouldn't let her touch it,
so I had no choice but to step in.
And by "step in," you mean...
I purchased it.
Yeah...
But for love, Liz, not for profit.
Studying it made her happy.
At a certainpoint,
money gets boring.
Discovering the secrets of the universe
that no one else knows?
That's where the fun is.
Now you sound like a scientist.
No, I just share their thirst for knowledge.
So I employ lots of them.
Allie said that you developed patents at Genoryx.
So you're here to offer me a job?
If Liz Ortecho wanted a job,
she'd already have one.
I see this more as a...
partnership
between two very inquisitive minds.
I'm taking a step back from research.Hmm.
Focusing on teaching.
Good for you.
I brought you a gift.
Um, but if you're not sciencing anymore,
maybe I shouldn't have?
What is it?Technically, it's a regift.
Don't hate me, but one of my researchers
trampled on it out in the field.
Poor little guy.
I already sequenced its genome.
But I thought you'd enjoy a good puzzle.
I got to get back to my tables.
My contact info is in your inbox.
If you want to probe the mysteries of Roswell...
come find me.
♪
♪ So I creep, yeah
♪ Just keep it on the down-low
[static]♪ I love it, I want some more of it ♪
♪ I try so hard
Come on! It's a mash-up! Sing with me!
I don't know the words.
Well, make it up. Every song is about falling in or out of love.
[sighs]♪ I want some more...
[static]We should get back. Tezca wanted us
to lay low until she tracks down our next assignment.
[sighs] We have been working nonstop
since we crawled out of our pods six months ago.
Aren't you even a little curious about Earth?
What's to be curious about? It's a rock
filled with inferior beings.
Humans may be primitive compared to us,
but the one thing they do better is fun.
Come on. We can catch a movie,
sip a little tequila.
Oh! I have been dying to try
those Patty Meltdowns from the commercials.
Uh, why indulge in the base pleasures
of a dying civilization?
It's just lunch.
And the more we know about this planet's customs,
the better we can deftly
navigate through it.[sighs]
Right?
What's wrong with your eyes?
Well, apparently, this is how the females
in their species convince the lesser males
to do their bidding.
[chuckles softly]
How can I say no to that?
Get in.
Feeling better, Mr. Adams?
He is.Mm-hmm.
Good. [chuckles]Thanks to your attractive care.
Attentive. I meant "attentive."
Damn it.
Well, that really ruins my plan.
Your... plan?
Uh, to get you to ask me out.
I was going to bump into you in the hall.
There was gonna be a hair flip.Oh.
Uh, some jokes I won't say in front of Grandpa.
[chuckles]Um, but now, um...
When you're deciding whether to call me, would you
please imagine I was clever and coy?
[chuckles softly]
I'll keep that in mind.
Thanks.
[door opens]
[chuckles softly]
Anatsa?
[exhales] I...
got cut by one of those falling weather balloons.
Needed stitches. [chuckles softly]
Or maybe you're not here as a patient--
you're here as a reporter.
One of my contacts at the FBI sent me a lead.
A teller was admitted yesterday
with a mild concussion and memory loss.
Which is weird, 'cause she never hit her head.
Well, traumatic experiences, like robberies,
can induce amnesia.
I talked to five other tellers.
All the same. The only guy
who remembers anything was hiding under a desk,
and all he saw was a long fringed jacket
with turquoise embroidery.
Mm.It's like...
their minds have been wiped.
Don't you find that odd?
HIPAA prohibits me from discussing my patients
with anyone.
Especially a reporter.
Consider me shooed away.
♪
[exhales]
MICHAEL: Where'd you find this?
It was a gift from a billionaire.
It's a long story.
But I sequenced its genome, and its DNA has been altered.
So we're a couple plagues away from death of the firstborn.
Except locusts aren't native to New Mexico.
They are grasshoppers that have been genetically mutated
under the right environmental conditions.
So maybe this locust
was affected by the St. Elmo's fire.
And you want to dissect it to confirm your hypothesis.
[clicks tongue]
[clinking]
Open it up, Ortecho.
[groans softly]
What just happened?
No me digas.
It's...
Locusts, they operate on a hive mind.
So if the St. Elmo's fire altered their genetic sequence,
maybe it activated their swarm instinct.
To what end?
To point them somewhere. I think
maybe this locust is a kind of beacon.
Look who's coming out of retirement.
Oh, my God. Um, I'm so late for class.
Can you...Consider the bug goo baton passed.
[whistling "Bridal Chorus"]
[grunts]
Yeah. Sorry to disappoint, but there's, uh,
not gonna be a wedding.
Liz needed a little more time to figure some things out.
Geez. [exhales] Sorry, Evans.
I mean, you must be pretty Zen about it,
considering the grid's still up and running.
Well, she didn't say no. It was more like, "Eventually."
[inhales] You know? I ha-have faith we'll take that step soon.
You want to bust out the stash of rye in my trunk
and mope to some Reba?
Tempting. But I'd rather catch these bank robbers
so I can get back to the dozen other pressing matters
I have on my watch.
Copy that, Interim Sheriff.
Um, CSI did a sweep.
No fingerprints or third-helix DNA to worry about.
The cameras are fritzed out,
and the vault door was unlocked from the inside.
Okay. And some of the boxes are still intact.
So what's missing?
Nada.
And they obviously don't care about the cash,
since it ended up all over Main Street.
Right. Any progress on the boxes they took from Las Cruces?
One box. And records aren't digitized,
so I've got myself a hot date with a stack of files.
[sighs] Just wish we knew their names.
"Alien Robber 1 and 2" doesn't really roll off the tongue.
Sheriff? Your consultant's here.
Right.
I called for him.
Thanks.
This is a police investigation.
Yeah. And the suspects are aliens.
Okay. Cam,
meet Dallas.Mm-hmm.
The infamous Pod Squad preacher who can hear prayers.
It's a good thing I'm an atheist
who says everything that's on my mind.
Mm.
Uh... [chuckles] Not everything, apparently.
Okay. Newbie, I could use some
of that "consulting" right about now. [inhales sharply]
Why don't you use your alien muscles
and reconstruct this lamp?
Uh...
I could, but it doesn't take telekinesis
to see that the base is missing.
Oh.
Point for the preacher.
Okay. So they broke this lamp, took the base
but left this other one intact.
So what's so special about this one?
I don't know. But if they're willing
to break into a bank to get it,
we don't want them to have it.
[exhales]
Mmm.
[muffled]: Oh, my God.
Here. Try mine.
It's got three different types of cheeses.
Why three? I barely understand the one.
It seems cruel to dress the calf in her own mother's milk.
[groans] Here we go again.W... [scoffs]
How many resources were wasted appeasing this gluttony?
Humanity behaves
as if their excess is everlasting.
And their culture may be lively, but...
what I've witnessed is a compulsive tendency
for self-destruction.
I've already lived through one world's Armageddon.
Yeah, well, this Armageddon hasn't happened yet.
This is our chance to...
experience the Oasis of our childhoods.
There can be no pleasure until there's no suffering.
Earth is due an awakening.
Well, let's wake this place up.
Here. Look.
Okay, you're right. These are delicious.
This place isn't without its charms,
but this is not our home.Mmm.
And changing it is not what we came here to do.
Yes, they're still here right now.
A-a Monte Carlo, Officer.
Same as the one on the news.
Now, why'd you go and do that?
♪
Oh. Greetings, earthlings.
Hey. Uh, we're actually here
about a tip that was called in.
There were two suspects driving around in a Monte Carlo?
Uh, there must be a mistake, Officer. I-I just opened up.
We don't usually get customers till the lunch rush.
Who ordered the buffet then?
I'm not sure.
That wasn't there a minute ago.
Uh, I should clean up.
Oh, no, you know what? Actually,
I would love to try one of your Milky Way Malts.
If you can grab that,
we'll take care of this.Yeah. Sure thing.
Bank tellers don't remember seeing our robbers, either.
What is this, that Jedi mind trick thing
that Isobel's a pro at?
It's a whole new power.
CAMERON: Right.
Well, it's good to know what we're dealing with.
Hey. Y'all got this, right?
I'll be right back.
Psst.
What's the preacher man's story?
His dad designed all the tech
that made cloning possible on Oasis.
CAMERON: I mean, you know,
is he into cornhole at the Pony
or darts at Planet 7?
[chuckles softly]What?
Oh, wait a sec.
Looks like our bank robbers
have a sense of humor.
CAMERON: Bonnie and Clyde, huh?
Cute.
[inhales] So you're saying that the plasma turned the locusts
into some sort of alien magnet?
All I know is this room is full of alien glass and turquoise,
but the guts were only attracted to that console.
Oh, hey, hey.
Be careful
with that, please.[exhales]
Hey, alien tech emits frequencies, right?
Maybe that is what is attracting the guts to your console.
Hmm.And this substance,
it looks identical to what was on Graham's weather balloon.
Can I borrow the console and run a diagnostic at Deep Sky?
For what?
Well, I bet that Graham's weather balloon
isn't the only one that had an unfortunate
run-in with the locusts.
If their guts are attracted
to the frequency that your console emits,
then maybe I can amplify that frequency
and I can track the other balloons.
Well, that sounds like a lot of ifs and not a lot of payoff.
Well, the payoff is, if it works,
I won't spend weeks traipsing around the desert
and I can come home to you sooner.
Like a piece of alien tech,
I don't like being parted from my alien.
I hate being away from you, too.
But this is part of my history.
It is the closest thing that I have to a family heirloom.
I can study it here.
Here, equipment is Krazy Glue and Popsicle sticks
compared to what we have at Deep Sky.
Then I will study it with Krazy Glue and Popsicle sticks.
Got it.
...which brings us to the noble gases.
High tea with xenon, anyone? [chuckles]
Yes?
What fell out of the sky last night?
Guys, St. Elmo's fire will not be on your exam,
which is two weeks away...
It's called "St. Elmo's fire"?
Yeah, but it's really just...
nitrogen and oxygen reacting to atmospheric electricity.
Ionization...
Okay. [chuckles]
Okay, no harm in taking a tiny detour
to explain the secrets of the universe.
It's kind of hard to reproduce in a lab,
but it operates a little bit like a Tesla coil.
[rapid whirring]
Hey. Vanessa.
Where you going?
If it's not on the GED, I'm gone.
Stop holding us all hostage while you relive
some real-life fantasy of being a scientist.
STUDENT: Damn.
[door closes]
[exhales] We can't keep erasing
people's memories, Bonnie.
Eventually, someone is gonna notice.
I'm sorry for almost getting us caught.
You do so much for me.
I just wanted to show you how much I appreciate that.
All right, look. [exhales]
Today was fun. [chuckles softly]
But every burger, every song
is a detour that keeps us from our destiny.
You have my word.
Where to next?
Well, Tezca's searching for a lost relic,
and, uh, I think I know where it is.
♪
Okay, so...
I talked to my buddy Jim over there.
He saw the whole thing go down.
He said that he thinks that Bonnie and Clyde are angels
on account of the lights flickering
when they took off.
They also left this newspaper, but...
the front page has been torn out.
Wait a minute.
Yeah. No, they weren't brushing up on current affairs.
Graham Green took out this ad for his new museum pop-up.
I thought this was nonsense.
Yeah, I learned four languages at Quantico,
and Space Wingdings wasn't one of 'em.
I don't recognize these symbols, either.
I think Graham Green does. [exhales]
♪
[exhales]
What's up, Doc? I got your text.
Why are you wearing a Crashdown uniform?
Oh, like you're the only one that can have two jobs?
Come on. Spill.
Your intrepid reporter girlfriend
is being a little too intrepid.
I already steered her away from Max's investigation.
Directly toward my patients.
Oh, God.Look,
I caught her interviewing witnesses from the bank heist.
[exhales]What did you even say to her?
I don't know. It might have been, like...
like, just, like, the slightest bending of the truth.
Isobel, she isn't going to stop digging.
Okay, so what do you suggest that I do?
Well, that's for you to decide.
But in a relationship,
white lies are still lies.
MAX: Thank you for the intel.
What are you doing here?
Well, we can't save the universe on an empty stomach.
Infinity-and-Beyond Burger, just how you like it.
[exhales]You know what they say--
if you can't do, teach,
and if you can't teach, waitress.
What do you mean, "if you can't teach"?[sighs]
I was supposed to be prepping them for their GED exam,
but, instead, I got pulled into
their excitement about atmospheric plasma.
[chuckles softly]
Vanessa actually walked out.
I am failing her.
And all I want to do
is help her live her best life.
What do you do when you have cop problems
I can't help you with?
I call Michelle Valenti.
She understands what it takes to be the sheriff.
[chuckles]
I wish you had that.
I need someone to help me be a better mentor,
'cause I... can't do this on my own.
Yeah. Well... [inhales]
maybe start with some support.
Hmm.
What is this?
[beeping]
It's a spectrum analyzer.
I'm trying to detect any unusual currencies
being emitted by the console.
[beeping stops]
"Trying" being the key word.
Well, why don't you ask your pretty-looking fella
to help out? He's got all the...
cutting-edge gadgets, doesn't he?
This console is the closest I've ever come
to finding a way back to our planet.
Not gonna let them mess it up at Deep Sky.
You don't trust Alex to take care of it?
Not in the same way I trust myself.
No.
It's not his dream.
Yeah, but it's yours.
And he loves you.
That's what it means
to walk through this crazy little thing called life
with someone, kid.[sighs]
Venturing into...
uncomfortable territory.
[sighs]
ANNOUNCER: Greetings, earthlings,
and welcome to Graham Green's Galactic Gulch.
Welcome, welcome, welcome, everyone.
Hey, Max.
Got a second?
I really don't, Anatsa.
I'll make it quick.
I'm writing a piece about the bank heists.
Y'all go on without me.
That is not my jurisdiction.
That's what Isobel said--
that the FBI was running point.
But that was Agent Jenna Cameron.
Sure looks like you're working the case.
[inhales] Isobel should stay out of things she's not a part of.
Why is the FBI being kept out of the loop?
My contacts say that Agent Cameron
hasn't updated her superiors.
Well, you should ask her.
I'm asking you. Because there's a hospital full of witnesses
with collective amnesia.
No one seems to find that odd.
I interviewed every single witness from the banks.
No one saw anything.
What about the woman in the fringed jacket?
So it's true.
Let me help you.
Give me something.
Anything, Max.Don't do that.
Look, I respect your line of work
and the conversations that we've had.
We may have different opinions,
but we always start with respect.
Don't take advantage of the kindness I've shown you.
The fact that you'd ever think I'd cross that line...
I don't know where your line is.
Stop talking to me
like the brother of the woman you're sleeping with.
When I wear this uniform, I am Sheriff Evans.
Kill the story or I will...
Go ahead.
Finish that sentence.
♪
Look, it's been a day.
Just, please, let this go.
If you won't give me a story, I'll go get it on my own.
♪
[speaking indistinctly]Hey, Green. A word?
Uh, the meet and greet isn't until later.
Don't care. What's the deal with the symbol in your newspaper ad?
Sigil.
Lingua omnimodus cosmica.
The language of the ancient travelers?
Episode 82 of The Daily Probe.
The sigil is from a trusted source within the government.
I am the government.
Talk or I'll get a warrant to shut down this bizarro bazaar.
Good luck finding a judge in Roswell
who's willing to turn away our beloved tourism.
♪
[device trilling]
Liz.
My assistant said you might come by.
Come on. I'll give you a tour.
Uh, a-actually, I, um...
I'm trying to get ahold of Allie.
She was an important mentor for me in college, and...
I need her advice.Ah.
Of course.
What did you want to talk to her about?
The reason I took a step back from the research
is 'cause I am trying to find a better work-life balance.
Ah.Every time I encounter
an exciting scientific problem...
everything else ceases to exist.
Where do you think you learned those bad habits?
Whenever Allie gets excited about a new project,
she goes full-on rabbit hole.
She doesn't respond to messages,
abandons social media,
uh, disappears into her work.
So, don't take it personally
if she doesn't get back to you.
So where is Allie now?
Mexico?
Last I heard.
[chuckles softly]
That's got to be tough,
to be apart.
When Allie and I were young,
I loved how passionately she dove headfirst into a project.
She was certain
that once she was finished with this one trial,
that would be it.
Her itch for discovery would be scratched.
But every time,
the trial would produce some surprising result
and then there would be a new trial.
I don't want my life to be a series of trials
I disappear into.
Then don't let it.
Someone's got to be home in time to make dinner for our daughter.
[exhales] Speaking of...
15 minutes, and then we call it?
Mm-hmm.
How do you do that? How do you just...
step back?
Life is a marathon,
not a sprint.
And I remind myself of that every day.
[chuckles softly]
And, hey, I have a lot of help.
If you ever need mine,
you know where to find me.
[indistinct chatter]
Graham Green.
♪
There you are.
Shh.I've been looking for you.
I think Graham's talking to one of the bank robbers.
What?[breathing heavily]
Th-They were having this intense staring contest,
and then Graham wrote something down and...
Okay. All right, all right. Just breathe. Just breathe.
Hey, hey. Let's go and talk somewhere.
Okay? Let's go. Hey.
[indistinct chatter]
[laughter]
MAN: Bravo! Bravo!
Give me some good news, Cam.
I need something to go right today.
Yeah, I may have... [exhales] come on a touch strong
with our little Green con man.
Dallas went to smooth things over.
[indistinct chatter]
Do-si-do for old times' sake?
Yep.
♪
[high-pitched ringing][grunting]
Clyde, is it?
[chuckles softly]
Our savior.
[exhales]
We got your message.
But... [chuckles] why are you dressed like that?
Hiding in plain sight.
Right.
What took you so long?
It's been six months.
[stammers] We've been collecting what you asked for.
It hasn't been easy.
But she will be so pleased I found you.
I'm looking forward to meeting Bonnie.
I wasn't talking about her.
You're not our savior.
You're the clone.
You're nothing but genetic waste.
Put down the magic hands.
Ophiuchus will rise again.
[grunting]
[engine revving]
[tires screech]
[engine revving]
[tires screech]
♪
[door opens]
Why are you blowing up my phone?
[door closes]
I have to meet my probation officer in, like, 30 minutes.
And unlike some people,
I don't have the luxury of being late.
You don't have a probation officer, Vanessa.
In fact, there's not even a court
mandating you take your GED.
You dropped out when your dad got sick,
and you needed to help your family pay for treatments.
Well, congratulations.
You Internet-stalked me.
Look, you do not need to listen to a word I say.
But...
you should listen to someone. [exhales]
You have potential.
Don't waste it.
Found a scholarship for you to apply to.
[inhales] I was reminded today that,
before you can achieve anything in life,
you got to attend to your own needs.
Don't push aside your desire to go to college
just because you think you can't afford it.
[chuckles softly] I appreciate you being
all Stand and Deliver...
...but this only covers tuition.
Do you know how much books and rent cost these days?
That's why I asked you to meet me here.
Introduce you to my dad.
My daughter's recommendations mean everything.
If you need some cash,
you can pick up extra shifts here,
whenever you want.
[soft rock playing]
Can I swap out the music?
Don't push your luck, kid.
Mm-mm.
Hey. What was so urgent?
You were right.
Take the console with you to your secret treehouse.
Michael, you don't have to do that.Yes, I do.
I was stuck on this idea
that this console was my way home.
A place that I have...
dreamt of my entire life.
But now I realize...
...you...
are... my home.
And I trust you to take care of my dreams.
Your dreams and your heart.
Always.
I hope I'm gone for days, not weeks,
but, I promise, I will come home to you.
So...
what do you say?
Let's get this sucker on the road to Deep Sky.
Yeah, I don't think we need to.
[inhales, exhales]
Thought it could get me home sooner.
And... I know you were having trouble settling in.
And I didn't want you to feel abandoned.
But...
I have faith that...
our relationship can survive being apart.
I do.
[exhales, inhales]
I have something for you.
They're made of the, uh,
first piece of alien glass I ever found.
And the pieces,
they want to be together.
I trust that, no matter what comes our way next,
no matter how far apart from each other we are
in this world...
we will always find our way back to each other.
♪
[chuckles softly]
Baby,
in the six months that we have shared a bed,
you have never once missed a target.
I can't stop thinking about this story
and how Max is trying so hard to bury it.
I know he's your brother, but...
it seems like there's another reason you're protecting him.
There's not. I...
I just know better than to interfere
in an active investigation.
There is something very strange happening in this town,
and you don't even seem fazed by it.
[inhales]Which leads me
to believe you know something I don't.
I don't even know what you're talking about.
Babe, honestly...I know when you're keeping something from me.
You must've known your brother was working
with his former partner.I didn't.
Babe, I don't...No.
Stop lying to me.
[sighs]
♪
I promised myself that I would never do this
to someone that I loved.
And if you keep going down this road,
you are going to run into forces more powerful
than you are prepared for.
I couldn't live with myself
if something happened to you, Anatsa.
So, please...
step away from this story.
For my sake.
Watch TV.
Order Thai food.
I'm not keeping anything from you.
I promise.
I believe you.
I suddenly have a craving for pad see ew
and Great British Bake Off. [chuckles]
Join me?
I'm sorry.
I just, um... [sniffles]
I just remembered that I have-- I have to go.
♪
[cork pops]
Hey. That looks like our...
"celebrating a special occasion" bottle.
Figure we could use a little...
special tonight.
Ah. Did you find what you were looking for?
I did!
Thanks to you.
I made a new friend.
[both chuckle]
She's brilliantand...
unconventional and in a tax bracket
that should entirely be illegal.
But she gets me.
Allie Meyers--
she made me the scientist I am today,
but I think her wife is gonna help me become
the woman I want to be.
I'm very glad you found your person.
[grunts]
You...
are my person, Max Evans.
[exhales]
And I might not be any match for Michelle Valenti's sage wisdom,
but...
I know when you've had a bad day.
No, I just-- I tried so hard all day to be an exemplary sheriff.
And I just crashed and burned.
And then I got nothing substantial out of Graham.
Top it all off...
...I had to pretend to be Jones
while I watched his contingency plan
slip through my fingers.
Mm, being sheriff... [inhales]
you're supposed to be in control.
I mean, that's part of the responsibility of this badge.
And...
mm, I guess power just shows you who you really are.
Hey.
You're not Jones.
Mm, I'm-I'm no one's clone.
[inhales] And that chapter is behind us.
But it does worry me.
You know? Having power. [inhales]
Along with everything
that comes with the responsibilities of this badge.
Well...
...you're helping me find my center.
I'll help you find yours.
[chuckles softly]
Mmm.Mmm.
♪ One life
♪ I'm gonna live it up
♪ I'm taking flight
♪ I said I'll never get enough
♪ Stand tall
♪ I'm young and kind of proud... ♪
[chuckles]
Um...
Uh, as enticing
as that, uh, R-rated mental offer was...
Mm-hmm.
...I think I'm gonna have to walk away from temptation.
Well...
maybe another time.
[chuckles softly]
Uh...Good job today.
♪ If you think I'll let you go, you're mad... ♪
The Pod Squad is lucky to have you.
Thank you.♪ You got another thing
♪ Comin'...
♪ Oh...♪
♪ You got another thing
♪ Comin'...
♪ Oh...♪
[grunts]♪ That's right, here's where the talkin' ends ♪
♪ Well, this night
♪ There will be some action spent ♪
♪ Action spent♪
♪ I ain't gonna sit here while you chip away my brain ♪
♪ If you think I'll let it go
♪ You're mad...
♪ You got another thing comin'... ♪
♪ Oh...♪
♪ You got another thing
♪ In this world we're livin' in ♪
[grunting]♪ We have our share of sorrow
♪ Answer now and don't give in
♪ Aim for a, aim for
♪ A new tomorrow Help. Help me!
♪ I got me
♪ Security I don't think I will.
♪ I'm a big smash
♪ Going for infinity
♪ Yeah...
You're Jones's contingency plan.
One part.
You're about to be another.
[grunts]
[grunts, yells]
♪ You got another thing comin'... ♪
♪ Oh...♪
♪ You got another thing comin'... ♪
♪ Oh...♪