Roswell, New Mexico (2019–…): Season 2, Episode 3 - Good Mother - full transcript
Isobel makes a risky choice despite its potential consequences; Alex and Michael work together to unravel the mystery surrounding the night Nora's spaceship crashed in 1947; Cameron shows up looking for answers about Max.
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Roswell, New Mexico...
No. No.
It's Max.
It's a psychic connection.
- You have to stop her.
- I'm an expert
at quieting voices.
When your mom
wandered off in the past,
she always came right home.
You know Max and Isobel have
this crazy connection.
- He can feel her.
- Noah is gone.
But I feel like he's crawling
under my skin.
I can choose to set myself free.
What made you want
to be like him?
What makes you think
I had a choice?
I'm leaving Roswell.
My sister's been transferred
to a prison in Ohio.
I want to be closer to her.
MICHAEL She's my...
Your mother.
She wasn't admitted
to Caulfield until October 14,
1948.
That's over a year
after the crash.
She may have been in
Roswell the entire time.
Looks like a woman coming out!
Identify yourself!
Hold your fire!
She could be dangerous, Valenti.
She's a woman, Manes.
Ma'am,
I'm Hector Valenti.
What's your name?
Ma'am,
you in need?
12 o'clock, Valenti!
They're hostile!
Open fire!
I got two on the right!
What do you say
we speed this process up
a little bit, huh, Max?
Whoa.
Liz said that you were
either here or at the library.
Is the Library a new dive bar
or something?
The pod keeps us in stasis
by regenerating our cells
at the same rate they degrade.
This current will speed up
the regeneration,
so Max will actually improve
in there.
So, what do you want?
I'm doing very well, Guerin.
Thank you for asking.
Look, this whole, uh...
platonic acquaintances thing
is new to me.
So I can't just flip
a switch from tortured lust
to "sup, bro" overnight.
Lucky for you, I'm not
here to play beer pong.
I've been working through
the hard drives from Caulfield.
I told you, you don't need
to help me look into my...
I know. I want to.
And I have a vested interest.
When I searched for info
about your mom,
I hit a sophisticated firewall.
So if someone went
to that effort
to hide information about her...
Then there's something to hide.
I came to ask your permission
to keep digging.
I mean, if you want me to
keep my findings to myself... No.
I want to know. Thank you.
Are you okay? I was...
You...
You came out of nowhere.
You must be freezing.
Are you hurt?
Where did you come from?
Like you said,
nowhere.
Why the face?
More bogus tips?
Graham Green e-mailed one.
He thinks my mom was abducted.
Hmm.
You made me an omelet?
I didn't know
you were house-trained.
Mm-hmm.
This is really good.
Who taught you to cook?
Uh, guy who owns the junkyard.
One-eyed old man Sanders?
Uh-huh.
Please, explain.
Well, uh, when...
The summer I started
working for him,
I had a real peach
of a foster dad.
He took a hands-on approach
to educating me on respect.
Sanders had a couch, so when
I needed a place to crash,
I shared it with his dog.
It was a comfy couch,
and I always got breakfast.
That was the most words
I've ever heard you say.
I'm sorry, I thought
you ordered the angst omelet.
Let me take that right
back to the kitchen.
Mm, you take my food,
and I will fork you.
Oh!
I can't unhear that.
Seriously, are you guys
living together?
No, he's just, um...
parking in my lot.
Oh... Great lot. Oh...
Maria, phone for you.
Wow. I've been here
a couple weeks now.
Where have you and
your opinions been?
You don't look awesome.
Oh, thank you.
I'm in the middle of a
ten-mile run.
Sheriff found my mom on I-40.
No memory of where she's been,
but she's okay.
That's great.
I'll-I'll drive you.
Uh, no, you're not
meeting my mother,
but thank you for breakfast.
I used to wake up in the desert
with no memory
of where I'd been.
This isn't like Noah
hijacking your mind.
Mimi has memory issues,
she wanders.
Noah is gone.
Are you sure you're okay?
I'm late for jiu-jitsu.
You're up early.
Or late.
Depending on the perspective.
I got you some art supplies
last night.
I didn't know what
you would want,
but a creative outlet
might be good for you.
I read this study on art...
I'll take a look.
I'd rather you not go out,
but please be careful
when you do.
You say that every day.
Love you.
The whole ride here,
Mimi rattled off the plot
to Starship Troopers
like she lived it.
All the voices, but not a word
on where she'd been.
Well, that's Mimi DeLuca's M.O.
Thanks for your help, Jenna.
Sure.
It's nice to see you.
No hard feelings
between us, I hope.
You did what you had to do.
I wish I hadn't had
to dismiss you.
With Evans MIA,
I'm-I'm low on deputies.
What do you mean?
Evans is MIA?
Well, you've done all this
redecorating for nothing,
given that you're trying
to kill yourself and all.
I'm not trying to kill myself,
I am simply performing
my own abortion.
The blue serum almost
killed you once already.
And the orange one
brought me back good as new.
Welcome to my second rodeo.
The cavalier act
won't work on me.
I wouldn't be here
if you weren't scared.
You know, you're quite salty
for a figment of my imagination.
It's one thing to imagine
what I would say if I was here.
It's another thing
to pretend I am here.
Just admit, you're spiraling.
Oh, no, no, no, no, no.
For once, I am totally
in control.
I have been micro-dosing
with that serum for weeks.
I'm still pregnant,
so today I took a higher dose.
I've got it handled.
I'm going to monitor
the bleeding, and as soon as
the pregnancy has passed,
I'll take the antidote.
That poison shuts down
your organs.
Your liver, your kidneys.
This is some back alley
coat hanger crap,
and you know it.
You need a doctor.
Call Valenti.
Oh, and what, exactly,
does Kyle know
about my alien uterus?
Excuse me, I need to go vomit.
I think that means it's working.
Hey.
Cameron.
Paid for this this time.
Listen. What the hell's
going on with Max?
Last I heard, he's in Mexico.
What can I say, the guy
loves a piña colada.
No, no.
I kept Max's secret.
All right? Even as the lies
started building up.
I prevented your alien
serial killer
doughnut delivery boy
from roofying
half the women in town.
And I took the fall
for all the gunplay the night
of the gala and lost my job
for it. Your turn.
When you start lying to
the people who are on your side,
eventually, you lose
your allies.
You lose everyone who loves you.
I deserve the truth.
The doctor said that
you're hydrated and healthy.
Mom, you have to give Sheriff
Valenti something to go on.
If someone took you,
if anyone hurt you,
then we need to find them,
and we have to... Don't worry
so much, my baby.
I can navigate these
streets blind.
I always come home.
You were gone for a month, Mom.
No.
I left Sunset Mesa last night.
I got turned around, sure, but
I was coming to you
when that lady found me
and brought me here.
I wasn't hurt, sweetheart, and
I never felt unsafe,
I promise you that.
Jenna Cameron lend you those?
The boots?
Yeah.
No, sweetheart.
Those are mine.
Oh.
Hey.
Uh, forgive my bluntness.
Just, you know, circumstances.
How are you here?
Oh, you didn't order a blonde?
Guerin said it wasn't safe
to talk at the cafe,
so he sent me here.
Liz,
did something happen to Max?
Three years ago, I hypothesized
that if I introduced
a rare protein
to destroyed stem cells,
they'd regenerate.
And I was right.
My team in Denver brought
dead cells back to life.
Rat cells, but, I mean,
still, the applications are
immeasurable... until
our study got shut down.
They said it was
for ethics reasons,
but I think it's because
it threatened big pharma.
Then a few weeks ago,
Kyle found that
the pods contain
a sort of alien cousin
to my regenerative protein.
When Max healed Rosa,
his electric charge
amplified the process.
If we can replicate that, then,
we can accelerate
his recovery, so,
I am testing out
pig hearts to see...
Those are pig hearts? You
think these are human hearts?
I'm so sorry.
Uh, sometimes I skip steps
when I'm dumbing things down.
Not that you're dumb.
It's just... No. All good.
You know, I think
it's safe to say
we are different kinds of smart.
You actually, um,
remind me a lot of
my sister Charlie.
She used to rant
about gene therapy,
sliding around the
kitchen in her socks.
So all of this is
going to save Max...
unless it fails,
in which case, um...
We have a few hours
before I need to record the
electromagnetic charge interval.
Do you want to?
I'm just really
not a wine person.
Well, then, I am
officially out of ideas
on how to comfort
my dead boyfriend's ex-lover.
I've got whiskey in the car.
I'm sorry. I told them
no visitors until my brain
starts to obey my orders.
Well, your-your
speech is improving.
Eh.
Look, Dad, I came to...
to tell you that I'm sorry
about all of this.
This is a morphine drip.
Click it if you, uh...
I know.
I know what it does.
Yeah, right.
Well, I want you to know that
it's over between Guerin and me.
I don't want to discuss that.
Dr. Winston, pick up.
Dr. Winston, pick up.
Flint broke into the bunker.
He left behind a bunch
of after action reports
from the night of the crash.
I think he was trying to
get me to understand why...
Well, it worked.
I get why you want
to eradicate them now.
The violence
that those aliens inflicted
on those honest
American soldiers
that night is unforgivable.
When I met Michael,
I didn't know what he was.
But I do now.
I'm sorry.
Mm-hmm.
You know, those bastards...
They sent out one that looked
like a woman first,
just to make sure
our men lowered their weapons,
and they did.
Our men who were still
recovering from World War II,
just caught vulnerable.
Disgusting.
And Tripp was never the same.
Who's Tripp?
Rosa?
Help.
You're the only one.
When my
sister and I were little...
Mm-hmm... our
Dad brought us to Roswell.
We were obsessed with aliens
and the crash
and X-Files.
And it was...
it was the perfect trip.
I think that's why
I moved to Roswell.
That's where
I felt closest to her.
It was like...
trying to go back
in time somehow.
Time travel really
messes with you.
I am eight years older
than my older sister.
She used to be my hero.
She was kinetic,
disruptive, cool.
Now that I'm an adult,
I'm-I'm pretty sure
she's bipolar,
and she needs help.
And if I try to save Max,
I-I'm letting Rosa twist
in the wind, so,
hence the wine
ready in my drawer.
Yeah.
Well, we all have
our unhealthy coping mechanisms.
Yup.
You want to try mine?
Well...
I'm puking,
but still not bleeding, so,
it's gonna be a long,
bad day ahead.
How are you gonna know
that what kills
Noah's demon spawn
won't kill you, too?
I don't know.
Did you know?
Did you know
that you were gonna die
when you saved Rosa?
I mean, was there a moment
that you realized...
"This is going to kill me,"
and you did it anyway?
On the day my husband died.
I wouldn't have left you, Iz.
Hmm.
That's exactly the kind
of thing a figment
of my imagination would say.
Deep down, you know I would
never choose anyone over you,
because you would never
choose anyone over me.
Not even yourself.
You're training every
day because you want
to be the one to bring me back,
even if it costs you your life.
Do you think I want to come back
to a world without you in it?
Mrs. Bracken.
You got a second
to help me clear something up?
Um...
you know, Sheriff, I would,
but, um, I have the flu.
I got my shots.
Oh, you're gonna pay for that
in all kinds of ways.
Okay.
Okay, I know...
I know this is weird.
What is going on?
I'm turning into my mom.
I lost time at the gala,
Michael's hand...
No. I'm seeing things,
I'm seeing things.
No, I'm real. I'm here.
Ah, help!
I...
It's what Mom said. She's dead.
Maria, hey. Stop.
You're not crazy.
I'm right here.
I reserve the right to be
the mentally ill one
in this friendship.
It's kind of my thing.
What the hell is going on?
Don't really know how
to lie about that, so...
Do you believe in aliens?
Should've given you
a trigger warning.
The M.E., Dr. Holden,
listed Noah's cause of death
as cardiac arrest
due to lightning strike.
No other abnormalities
were listed.
But that's not consistent
with the crime scene photos.
You see these ligature marks
on his wrists and ankles? Yeah,
I'll, um...
I'll take your word for it.
These marks are consistent
with zip ties.
And these...
with struggling against
police-issue handcuffs.
Like Max's.
You know, will you...
Will you excuse me...
just for one minute?
Ah...
You and Max did this?
Yeah, sometimes.
What's funny?
Nothing, he just, uh...
ah, he was such a baby
when he would miss a shot,
you know, just,
every excuse in the world.
"You feel that,
uh, breeze pick up?"
"You ever get those floaters
in your eye?" Oh, God.
My personal favorite:
"Got these briefs on Mom
got me for Christmas."
Don't feel right.”
That macho streak,
man. Yeah.
Manifests as bullheadedness, an
infallible sense of judgement.
Periodically
slipping into John Wayne voice
when he's peacocking. Oh,
my God.
And he thinks
his Spanish is perfect.
I ran into him at the market
once and he said to the clerk,
"¿Tienes carne
sin preservativos?"
He asked for meat
without a condom.
He was trying to impress you.
Yeah.
I get that. I do,
I just, I wish...
he'd have known
he didn't have to do that.
He was enough.
I just needed time to catch up.
Squeeze, don't pull.
He had no right.
It wasn't just his life.
Rosa is my sister, and he just,
he knew what he knew
and he did what he did.
He never asked me.
Would you have let him save her?
If he had asked, I mean,
would you really
have stopped him?
There are some choices
people should never
have to make.
Go ahead. Open it.
Oh, I'm sorry.
I should've given you
a trigger warning.
What game are you playing?
Some of them are games.
Some are just regular sex toys.
Well, you were right.
About the handcuffs.
I stole them from
Max a few years ago.
It's just, the plastic ones
are just so flimsy.
Did you want these back?
No, thank you.
That won't be necessary.
I'll let myself out.
That was incredible.
And now I'm scarred for life.
And death and whatever
comes after that.
You know, Max,
you really should loosen up
a little bit.
Do you know what
hoverboarding is?
'Cause I think it could really
help dislodge the stick...
No, no. La, la, la, la.
No, no, please.
I already know way too... I
already know... You do know.
You were blaming Michael
for so long. I can never get it
out of my head
because of you. Please.
I miss you.
Any time there's something...
funny or Mom says
something extra or-or some...
I go to call you or...
I'll get in my car and start
driving to your house.
My mind keeps reaching for you.
It's like a reflex, you know,
when you love someone.
There should be a word for it.
You probably know
the word for it.
So when you lose
your person, it's...
the reflex doesn't get the memo.
I keep reaching for you.
I... open up a door
and I slam into a brick wall.
It doesn't matter how many times
I slam into that wall, I just,
I keep reaching for you,
and then losing you.
I lose you
a hundred times a day.
Where is the antidote?
The pregnancy is not over.
I'll feel it when I'm free.
I'll know.
Your breath is shallow.
Damn it, Isobel.
This is not a good time
to be alone.
You know, the irony is,
I'm not alone.
For for the first time, I am
just like all the other girls.
Did you know
that our city council
just passed a resolution
banning clinics?
They call Roswell the last
sanctuary city for the unborn.
Just the unborn.
We don't have a women's shelter.
Well, our parents
sure picked a fine place
to crash a flying saucer.
You okay, DeLuca?
Uh, I-I was gonna give you space
to... be with your mom,
but there is something
I need to tell y...
Is there?
Just go.
I was gonna talk to you.
How much do you know? Okay...
Stop talking! Get out, Michael!
Okay! Okay! I'll go!
Get out!
But there's-there's something
you need to know.
There's something
you need to know.
You remember
when I used to come in
and sleep on your floor?
You-you used
to have a nightmare.
You, um...
you were alone
in a cold, dark room
and there was something...
You couldn't get up.
You were, uh...
Chained to the floor.
I'd wake up all freaked out
and run to your room.
Mm.
You'd make a little bed
for me on the floor and
mind-meld me to a happy memory.
You've always taken
such good care of me.
Michael, too.
I think you'd be
a really good mom, Isobel.
You don't have to do this.
Motherhood...
isn't what this is about.
I might want to be
a mom someday. I...
Not like this.
Not when it's been...
inflicted on me.
I can't have Noah's baby. I...
I can't recover from what he did
until I put an end
to the parts of him
that are living inside of me.
I have to do it on my own terms.
Do you get that?
The only person
who will always love me
and come to my rescue
is me.
That's what this is about.
Then you're doing
the right thing.
I know.
Besides, if I were that good
at taking care of you,
you'd have made it to 30.
Oh, that's a lot
of blood, Isobel.
It's time.
It's time.
Come on, get up.
Get up. Take the an...
Come on, Isobel, get up.
Get up, get up, get up.
Come on, Isobel.
Take the antidote, please.
I need your help, Rosa.
Look, I'm not gonna
help you die.
I have been drinking
so that I don't dream.
I-I know that. It's like
you're getting stronger.
I-I hear you now when I'm awake.
You're right.
Something is-is
making me stronger.
I f... I feel things.
That's why I'm calling for you.
Something is wrong with Isobel.
Even in the pod,
I s... I sense it.
She's dying.
Please.
It's a thing.
I like simple.
Good banter, taller than me.
Yes.
Makes coffee when
he gets up. Ah.
You know, that's what
I liked about Max. He just,
he didn't seem like
the grand-gesture,
resurrect-the-dead type.
And when you found out he was
an alien, kind of a turnoff?
By the time I found out,
it didn't really matter.
You were here.
How did you feel,
when he told you?
I mean, I always dreamed
about leaving Roswell
to find something greater.
Turns out there's a door
to the universe
right here all along.
It made you love him more.
I fell for him
after I knew the truth.
It's like you said.
We're different kinds of smart.
Maybe we're different
kinds of dumb, too.
Yeah.
Yeah.
Secret lab.
Liz, um, I just saw Max
in a nightmare and he said
that Isobel needed help.
I think you should go get her.
It's just a dream, Rosa.
Are you okay?
What if it's not just a dream?
Okay. Okay.
I'm-I'm-I'm getting in the car.
Ooh, God. No, I am not.
I am hammered.
Well, I can drive.
Yeah, sorry, I, uh...
Seemed like you needed
to tie one on and,
no offense, but I was
not going to be drunk
around you and a firearm.
Isobel?
It's your least favorite
intruder.
Isobel. I need you to wake up.
Isobel, open your eyes.
Open your eyes!
I'm sorry that you
had to get involved.
No. I'd have been here. I...
I know you're angry,
and I get it.
I-I got my sister back,
and you lost your brother.
I think about that
every day, I do.
No. Oh, my God.
It's not your fault.
They...
I didn't want to be mad
at Max, and so I...
tried to blame you, but it...
didn't work.
I can't believe that you
saved my life
after I was such a
"see you next..." Stop.
Please stop apologizing.
What do you need, Isobel?
I needed... Max.
You had him.
He was, he was with you.
Ma-Max was here.
Michael built a rig.
I think Max is getting
stronger in the pod.
He felt that you needed him.
He reached out.
He-he got you help.
Wait, what?
H-How is that possible? That...
I'm gonna explain
everything,
but the important thing
is that you know
he hasn't left you alone.
He never did.
He never will.
So...
I would have died,
otherwise.
If I didn't have some kind of
half-dead alien twin, I...
I would've been a statistic.
You know, I thought
I was getting sick, too.
But turns out, my friends
are just really good liars.
You won't get lost like me,
my girl.
You're protected.
You're safe from all evil.
Oh, Cameron told me
she found Mimi.
Don't.
You have no idea
how bad I wanted
to tell you everything.
Because I deserved to know,
or because you needed
my support?
You know, I have pieced together
one hell of a story
between Michael and Rosa.
Never mind that my mom's
disappearance might have
something to do with them.
But I was targeted, too.
Last year, at the gala,
I woke up thinking
I'd made a drunken fool
of myself, when actually,
it was my closest friends
making a fool of me.
We thought you were safer
if you didn't know.
Everyone who knew nearly died
'cause of Noah.
I never feel safe in this town.
I keep a taser behind the bar,
a knife under my pillow.
You understand what it's like
to be scared,
and you left me vulnerable.
No, I-I kept the secret so that
you wouldn't be more vulnerable.
I love you.
I need you to understand I...
Last week, I went
to Rosa's grave to clean it.
I sat and I talked
to her spirit,
like I have every month
for ten years.
I grieved her
while she was watching Netflix
two miles away.
I just need some time.
Rosa needs you. She was wasted
when I found her tonight.
Booze, not drugs, but...
everything's a slippery slope
in this town.
Sup, bro?
I went to the Pony to
look for you. Hm-hmm.
The Pony did not
work out for me.
Well, I spent the day
exploiting my father's
various vulnerabilities.
I was trying
to get him to tell me
what his grandfather Harlan
told him about what happened
the night of the crash.
My dad kept talking about
a guy named Tripp.
Tripp is a nickname
for a soldier.
His real name is redacted, but
in his report of that night
there's a female alien, and
I think that her description
matches your mother's.
He said that she used her mind
to control him
and then got away.
I thought the girl got away,
but we found her again.
It was near dawn.
We'd been assigned
to patrol the perimeter
of Walker,
but my men and I
ventured off a bit.
The flying saucer wreckage
was scattered for miles anyway.
I'm gonna try something.
Yeah, try a bullet.
It's a demon.
The nurse you met
at the Wild Pony
last night was a demon, Stan;
this one's a wounded deer.
Stand down
and stay back.
I come in peace.
We had a moment back there,
didn't we?
I think you're here
because you need help,
not because you want to hurt
the American people.
That sound right?
I can see that you're hurt.
You're not gonna last
much longer out here.
That's a lot of blood.
Can I take a look?
I'm a medic.
Move in.
Holy heaven above.
They were like
something out of a painting,
something not of this earth.
None of us had ever seen light
like that before.
Could be weapons.
Get 'em to the hold.
There's no use fighting.
We're gonna get you
in this truck
and we're gonna take you
to the base.
Don't shoot.
Ah!
I saw it then,
their precious cargo.
There were children
in those eggs, babies.
You know a mother fighting
for her baby when you see one.
Doesn't matter
what species they are.
That was 12 hours ago, sir.
I expect they're long dead.
You knew she fought for you.
And even that day in the prison,
I could tell
how much she loved you.
You think the blonde
who got shot in the chest
is Max and Isobel's mother?
I haven't seen anything
in the drives
that suggests that
the other woman lived,
but I'm gonna keep looking.
Did you read the last part?
"I apologize for my failure
to eliminate the enemy
"and deliver the bodies.
It won't happen again."
What kind of a monster
talks like that
about a dying mother?
I'm sorry.
Liz, I messed up.
I couldn't do it.
I couldn't stay clean.
Look, I know that you hate me,
and you should, because...
because he's-he's dead
because of me,
and I don't even deserve it.
I ruined it.
I ruined everything. I ruined
my miracle, Liz.
Hey.
Come here.
Shh. It's okay.
I love you.
I am so happy you're here.
We're gonna figure this out.
We're gonna be okay.
Hey.
Where you going?
I thought that we were done.
No.
I want to show you this.
I've been going through
the microfiche at the library.
Every damn page of the Gazette
following the crash,
looking for her name,
for someone
who fits her description.
October 12, 1948.
This is two days
before she was captured
and taken to Caulfield.
Mm-hmm.
How do you
go from being gunned down
to smiling next to
a prize-winning pumpkin
to an alien torture chamber
in a year?
If they loved us,
if they fought for us,
why'd we wake up 50 years later
scared and completely alone?
Why didn't they come for us?
Guerin,
there's more to this story.
We're gonna find
the answers, okay?
Who's there?
What sort of bad
did y'all come across?
Look, ma'am,
I just want to help you.
Will you let me help?
Help.
Roswell, New Mexico...
No. No.
It's Max.
It's a psychic connection.
- You have to stop her.
- I'm an expert
at quieting voices.
When your mom
wandered off in the past,
she always came right home.
You know Max and Isobel have
this crazy connection.
- He can feel her.
- Noah is gone.
But I feel like he's crawling
under my skin.
I can choose to set myself free.
What made you want
to be like him?
What makes you think
I had a choice?
I'm leaving Roswell.
My sister's been transferred
to a prison in Ohio.
I want to be closer to her.
MICHAEL She's my...
Your mother.
She wasn't admitted
to Caulfield until October 14,
1948.
That's over a year
after the crash.
She may have been in
Roswell the entire time.
Looks like a woman coming out!
Identify yourself!
Hold your fire!
She could be dangerous, Valenti.
She's a woman, Manes.
Ma'am,
I'm Hector Valenti.
What's your name?
Ma'am,
you in need?
12 o'clock, Valenti!
They're hostile!
Open fire!
I got two on the right!
What do you say
we speed this process up
a little bit, huh, Max?
Whoa.
Liz said that you were
either here or at the library.
Is the Library a new dive bar
or something?
The pod keeps us in stasis
by regenerating our cells
at the same rate they degrade.
This current will speed up
the regeneration,
so Max will actually improve
in there.
So, what do you want?
I'm doing very well, Guerin.
Thank you for asking.
Look, this whole, uh...
platonic acquaintances thing
is new to me.
So I can't just flip
a switch from tortured lust
to "sup, bro" overnight.
Lucky for you, I'm not
here to play beer pong.
I've been working through
the hard drives from Caulfield.
I told you, you don't need
to help me look into my...
I know. I want to.
And I have a vested interest.
When I searched for info
about your mom,
I hit a sophisticated firewall.
So if someone went
to that effort
to hide information about her...
Then there's something to hide.
I came to ask your permission
to keep digging.
I mean, if you want me to
keep my findings to myself... No.
I want to know. Thank you.
Are you okay? I was...
You...
You came out of nowhere.
You must be freezing.
Are you hurt?
Where did you come from?
Like you said,
nowhere.
Why the face?
More bogus tips?
Graham Green e-mailed one.
He thinks my mom was abducted.
Hmm.
You made me an omelet?
I didn't know
you were house-trained.
Mm-hmm.
This is really good.
Who taught you to cook?
Uh, guy who owns the junkyard.
One-eyed old man Sanders?
Uh-huh.
Please, explain.
Well, uh, when...
The summer I started
working for him,
I had a real peach
of a foster dad.
He took a hands-on approach
to educating me on respect.
Sanders had a couch, so when
I needed a place to crash,
I shared it with his dog.
It was a comfy couch,
and I always got breakfast.
That was the most words
I've ever heard you say.
I'm sorry, I thought
you ordered the angst omelet.
Let me take that right
back to the kitchen.
Mm, you take my food,
and I will fork you.
Oh!
I can't unhear that.
Seriously, are you guys
living together?
No, he's just, um...
parking in my lot.
Oh... Great lot. Oh...
Maria, phone for you.
Wow. I've been here
a couple weeks now.
Where have you and
your opinions been?
You don't look awesome.
Oh, thank you.
I'm in the middle of a
ten-mile run.
Sheriff found my mom on I-40.
No memory of where she's been,
but she's okay.
That's great.
I'll-I'll drive you.
Uh, no, you're not
meeting my mother,
but thank you for breakfast.
I used to wake up in the desert
with no memory
of where I'd been.
This isn't like Noah
hijacking your mind.
Mimi has memory issues,
she wanders.
Noah is gone.
Are you sure you're okay?
I'm late for jiu-jitsu.
You're up early.
Or late.
Depending on the perspective.
I got you some art supplies
last night.
I didn't know what
you would want,
but a creative outlet
might be good for you.
I read this study on art...
I'll take a look.
I'd rather you not go out,
but please be careful
when you do.
You say that every day.
Love you.
The whole ride here,
Mimi rattled off the plot
to Starship Troopers
like she lived it.
All the voices, but not a word
on where she'd been.
Well, that's Mimi DeLuca's M.O.
Thanks for your help, Jenna.
Sure.
It's nice to see you.
No hard feelings
between us, I hope.
You did what you had to do.
I wish I hadn't had
to dismiss you.
With Evans MIA,
I'm-I'm low on deputies.
What do you mean?
Evans is MIA?
Well, you've done all this
redecorating for nothing,
given that you're trying
to kill yourself and all.
I'm not trying to kill myself,
I am simply performing
my own abortion.
The blue serum almost
killed you once already.
And the orange one
brought me back good as new.
Welcome to my second rodeo.
The cavalier act
won't work on me.
I wouldn't be here
if you weren't scared.
You know, you're quite salty
for a figment of my imagination.
It's one thing to imagine
what I would say if I was here.
It's another thing
to pretend I am here.
Just admit, you're spiraling.
Oh, no, no, no, no, no.
For once, I am totally
in control.
I have been micro-dosing
with that serum for weeks.
I'm still pregnant,
so today I took a higher dose.
I've got it handled.
I'm going to monitor
the bleeding, and as soon as
the pregnancy has passed,
I'll take the antidote.
That poison shuts down
your organs.
Your liver, your kidneys.
This is some back alley
coat hanger crap,
and you know it.
You need a doctor.
Call Valenti.
Oh, and what, exactly,
does Kyle know
about my alien uterus?
Excuse me, I need to go vomit.
I think that means it's working.
Hey.
Cameron.
Paid for this this time.
Listen. What the hell's
going on with Max?
Last I heard, he's in Mexico.
What can I say, the guy
loves a piña colada.
No, no.
I kept Max's secret.
All right? Even as the lies
started building up.
I prevented your alien
serial killer
doughnut delivery boy
from roofying
half the women in town.
And I took the fall
for all the gunplay the night
of the gala and lost my job
for it. Your turn.
When you start lying to
the people who are on your side,
eventually, you lose
your allies.
You lose everyone who loves you.
I deserve the truth.
The doctor said that
you're hydrated and healthy.
Mom, you have to give Sheriff
Valenti something to go on.
If someone took you,
if anyone hurt you,
then we need to find them,
and we have to... Don't worry
so much, my baby.
I can navigate these
streets blind.
I always come home.
You were gone for a month, Mom.
No.
I left Sunset Mesa last night.
I got turned around, sure, but
I was coming to you
when that lady found me
and brought me here.
I wasn't hurt, sweetheart, and
I never felt unsafe,
I promise you that.
Jenna Cameron lend you those?
The boots?
Yeah.
No, sweetheart.
Those are mine.
Oh.
Hey.
Uh, forgive my bluntness.
Just, you know, circumstances.
How are you here?
Oh, you didn't order a blonde?
Guerin said it wasn't safe
to talk at the cafe,
so he sent me here.
Liz,
did something happen to Max?
Three years ago, I hypothesized
that if I introduced
a rare protein
to destroyed stem cells,
they'd regenerate.
And I was right.
My team in Denver brought
dead cells back to life.
Rat cells, but, I mean,
still, the applications are
immeasurable... until
our study got shut down.
They said it was
for ethics reasons,
but I think it's because
it threatened big pharma.
Then a few weeks ago,
Kyle found that
the pods contain
a sort of alien cousin
to my regenerative protein.
When Max healed Rosa,
his electric charge
amplified the process.
If we can replicate that, then,
we can accelerate
his recovery, so,
I am testing out
pig hearts to see...
Those are pig hearts? You
think these are human hearts?
I'm so sorry.
Uh, sometimes I skip steps
when I'm dumbing things down.
Not that you're dumb.
It's just... No. All good.
You know, I think
it's safe to say
we are different kinds of smart.
You actually, um,
remind me a lot of
my sister Charlie.
She used to rant
about gene therapy,
sliding around the
kitchen in her socks.
So all of this is
going to save Max...
unless it fails,
in which case, um...
We have a few hours
before I need to record the
electromagnetic charge interval.
Do you want to?
I'm just really
not a wine person.
Well, then, I am
officially out of ideas
on how to comfort
my dead boyfriend's ex-lover.
I've got whiskey in the car.
I'm sorry. I told them
no visitors until my brain
starts to obey my orders.
Well, your-your
speech is improving.
Eh.
Look, Dad, I came to...
to tell you that I'm sorry
about all of this.
This is a morphine drip.
Click it if you, uh...
I know.
I know what it does.
Yeah, right.
Well, I want you to know that
it's over between Guerin and me.
I don't want to discuss that.
Dr. Winston, pick up.
Dr. Winston, pick up.
Flint broke into the bunker.
He left behind a bunch
of after action reports
from the night of the crash.
I think he was trying to
get me to understand why...
Well, it worked.
I get why you want
to eradicate them now.
The violence
that those aliens inflicted
on those honest
American soldiers
that night is unforgivable.
When I met Michael,
I didn't know what he was.
But I do now.
I'm sorry.
Mm-hmm.
You know, those bastards...
They sent out one that looked
like a woman first,
just to make sure
our men lowered their weapons,
and they did.
Our men who were still
recovering from World War II,
just caught vulnerable.
Disgusting.
And Tripp was never the same.
Who's Tripp?
Rosa?
Help.
You're the only one.
When my
sister and I were little...
Mm-hmm... our
Dad brought us to Roswell.
We were obsessed with aliens
and the crash
and X-Files.
And it was...
it was the perfect trip.
I think that's why
I moved to Roswell.
That's where
I felt closest to her.
It was like...
trying to go back
in time somehow.
Time travel really
messes with you.
I am eight years older
than my older sister.
She used to be my hero.
She was kinetic,
disruptive, cool.
Now that I'm an adult,
I'm-I'm pretty sure
she's bipolar,
and she needs help.
And if I try to save Max,
I-I'm letting Rosa twist
in the wind, so,
hence the wine
ready in my drawer.
Yeah.
Well, we all have
our unhealthy coping mechanisms.
Yup.
You want to try mine?
Well...
I'm puking,
but still not bleeding, so,
it's gonna be a long,
bad day ahead.
How are you gonna know
that what kills
Noah's demon spawn
won't kill you, too?
I don't know.
Did you know?
Did you know
that you were gonna die
when you saved Rosa?
I mean, was there a moment
that you realized...
"This is going to kill me,"
and you did it anyway?
On the day my husband died.
I wouldn't have left you, Iz.
Hmm.
That's exactly the kind
of thing a figment
of my imagination would say.
Deep down, you know I would
never choose anyone over you,
because you would never
choose anyone over me.
Not even yourself.
You're training every
day because you want
to be the one to bring me back,
even if it costs you your life.
Do you think I want to come back
to a world without you in it?
Mrs. Bracken.
You got a second
to help me clear something up?
Um...
you know, Sheriff, I would,
but, um, I have the flu.
I got my shots.
Oh, you're gonna pay for that
in all kinds of ways.
Okay.
Okay, I know...
I know this is weird.
What is going on?
I'm turning into my mom.
I lost time at the gala,
Michael's hand...
No. I'm seeing things,
I'm seeing things.
No, I'm real. I'm here.
Ah, help!
I...
It's what Mom said. She's dead.
Maria, hey. Stop.
You're not crazy.
I'm right here.
I reserve the right to be
the mentally ill one
in this friendship.
It's kind of my thing.
What the hell is going on?
Don't really know how
to lie about that, so...
Do you believe in aliens?
Should've given you
a trigger warning.
The M.E., Dr. Holden,
listed Noah's cause of death
as cardiac arrest
due to lightning strike.
No other abnormalities
were listed.
But that's not consistent
with the crime scene photos.
You see these ligature marks
on his wrists and ankles? Yeah,
I'll, um...
I'll take your word for it.
These marks are consistent
with zip ties.
And these...
with struggling against
police-issue handcuffs.
Like Max's.
You know, will you...
Will you excuse me...
just for one minute?
Ah...
You and Max did this?
Yeah, sometimes.
What's funny?
Nothing, he just, uh...
ah, he was such a baby
when he would miss a shot,
you know, just,
every excuse in the world.
"You feel that,
uh, breeze pick up?"
"You ever get those floaters
in your eye?" Oh, God.
My personal favorite:
"Got these briefs on Mom
got me for Christmas."
Don't feel right.”
That macho streak,
man. Yeah.
Manifests as bullheadedness, an
infallible sense of judgement.
Periodically
slipping into John Wayne voice
when he's peacocking. Oh,
my God.
And he thinks
his Spanish is perfect.
I ran into him at the market
once and he said to the clerk,
"¿Tienes carne
sin preservativos?"
He asked for meat
without a condom.
He was trying to impress you.
Yeah.
I get that. I do,
I just, I wish...
he'd have known
he didn't have to do that.
He was enough.
I just needed time to catch up.
Squeeze, don't pull.
He had no right.
It wasn't just his life.
Rosa is my sister, and he just,
he knew what he knew
and he did what he did.
He never asked me.
Would you have let him save her?
If he had asked, I mean,
would you really
have stopped him?
There are some choices
people should never
have to make.
Go ahead. Open it.
Oh, I'm sorry.
I should've given you
a trigger warning.
What game are you playing?
Some of them are games.
Some are just regular sex toys.
Well, you were right.
About the handcuffs.
I stole them from
Max a few years ago.
It's just, the plastic ones
are just so flimsy.
Did you want these back?
No, thank you.
That won't be necessary.
I'll let myself out.
That was incredible.
And now I'm scarred for life.
And death and whatever
comes after that.
You know, Max,
you really should loosen up
a little bit.
Do you know what
hoverboarding is?
'Cause I think it could really
help dislodge the stick...
No, no. La, la, la, la.
No, no, please.
I already know way too... I
already know... You do know.
You were blaming Michael
for so long. I can never get it
out of my head
because of you. Please.
I miss you.
Any time there's something...
funny or Mom says
something extra or-or some...
I go to call you or...
I'll get in my car and start
driving to your house.
My mind keeps reaching for you.
It's like a reflex, you know,
when you love someone.
There should be a word for it.
You probably know
the word for it.
So when you lose
your person, it's...
the reflex doesn't get the memo.
I keep reaching for you.
I... open up a door
and I slam into a brick wall.
It doesn't matter how many times
I slam into that wall, I just,
I keep reaching for you,
and then losing you.
I lose you
a hundred times a day.
Where is the antidote?
The pregnancy is not over.
I'll feel it when I'm free.
I'll know.
Your breath is shallow.
Damn it, Isobel.
This is not a good time
to be alone.
You know, the irony is,
I'm not alone.
For for the first time, I am
just like all the other girls.
Did you know
that our city council
just passed a resolution
banning clinics?
They call Roswell the last
sanctuary city for the unborn.
Just the unborn.
We don't have a women's shelter.
Well, our parents
sure picked a fine place
to crash a flying saucer.
You okay, DeLuca?
Uh, I-I was gonna give you space
to... be with your mom,
but there is something
I need to tell y...
Is there?
Just go.
I was gonna talk to you.
How much do you know? Okay...
Stop talking! Get out, Michael!
Okay! Okay! I'll go!
Get out!
But there's-there's something
you need to know.
There's something
you need to know.
You remember
when I used to come in
and sleep on your floor?
You-you used
to have a nightmare.
You, um...
you were alone
in a cold, dark room
and there was something...
You couldn't get up.
You were, uh...
Chained to the floor.
I'd wake up all freaked out
and run to your room.
Mm.
You'd make a little bed
for me on the floor and
mind-meld me to a happy memory.
You've always taken
such good care of me.
Michael, too.
I think you'd be
a really good mom, Isobel.
You don't have to do this.
Motherhood...
isn't what this is about.
I might want to be
a mom someday. I...
Not like this.
Not when it's been...
inflicted on me.
I can't have Noah's baby. I...
I can't recover from what he did
until I put an end
to the parts of him
that are living inside of me.
I have to do it on my own terms.
Do you get that?
The only person
who will always love me
and come to my rescue
is me.
That's what this is about.
Then you're doing
the right thing.
I know.
Besides, if I were that good
at taking care of you,
you'd have made it to 30.
Oh, that's a lot
of blood, Isobel.
It's time.
It's time.
Come on, get up.
Get up. Take the an...
Come on, Isobel, get up.
Get up, get up, get up.
Come on, Isobel.
Take the antidote, please.
I need your help, Rosa.
Look, I'm not gonna
help you die.
I have been drinking
so that I don't dream.
I-I know that. It's like
you're getting stronger.
I-I hear you now when I'm awake.
You're right.
Something is-is
making me stronger.
I f... I feel things.
That's why I'm calling for you.
Something is wrong with Isobel.
Even in the pod,
I s... I sense it.
She's dying.
Please.
It's a thing.
I like simple.
Good banter, taller than me.
Yes.
Makes coffee when
he gets up. Ah.
You know, that's what
I liked about Max. He just,
he didn't seem like
the grand-gesture,
resurrect-the-dead type.
And when you found out he was
an alien, kind of a turnoff?
By the time I found out,
it didn't really matter.
You were here.
How did you feel,
when he told you?
I mean, I always dreamed
about leaving Roswell
to find something greater.
Turns out there's a door
to the universe
right here all along.
It made you love him more.
I fell for him
after I knew the truth.
It's like you said.
We're different kinds of smart.
Maybe we're different
kinds of dumb, too.
Yeah.
Yeah.
Secret lab.
Liz, um, I just saw Max
in a nightmare and he said
that Isobel needed help.
I think you should go get her.
It's just a dream, Rosa.
Are you okay?
What if it's not just a dream?
Okay. Okay.
I'm-I'm-I'm getting in the car.
Ooh, God. No, I am not.
I am hammered.
Well, I can drive.
Yeah, sorry, I, uh...
Seemed like you needed
to tie one on and,
no offense, but I was
not going to be drunk
around you and a firearm.
Isobel?
It's your least favorite
intruder.
Isobel. I need you to wake up.
Isobel, open your eyes.
Open your eyes!
I'm sorry that you
had to get involved.
No. I'd have been here. I...
I know you're angry,
and I get it.
I-I got my sister back,
and you lost your brother.
I think about that
every day, I do.
No. Oh, my God.
It's not your fault.
They...
I didn't want to be mad
at Max, and so I...
tried to blame you, but it...
didn't work.
I can't believe that you
saved my life
after I was such a
"see you next..." Stop.
Please stop apologizing.
What do you need, Isobel?
I needed... Max.
You had him.
He was, he was with you.
Ma-Max was here.
Michael built a rig.
I think Max is getting
stronger in the pod.
He felt that you needed him.
He reached out.
He-he got you help.
Wait, what?
H-How is that possible? That...
I'm gonna explain
everything,
but the important thing
is that you know
he hasn't left you alone.
He never did.
He never will.
So...
I would have died,
otherwise.
If I didn't have some kind of
half-dead alien twin, I...
I would've been a statistic.
You know, I thought
I was getting sick, too.
But turns out, my friends
are just really good liars.
You won't get lost like me,
my girl.
You're protected.
You're safe from all evil.
Oh, Cameron told me
she found Mimi.
Don't.
You have no idea
how bad I wanted
to tell you everything.
Because I deserved to know,
or because you needed
my support?
You know, I have pieced together
one hell of a story
between Michael and Rosa.
Never mind that my mom's
disappearance might have
something to do with them.
But I was targeted, too.
Last year, at the gala,
I woke up thinking
I'd made a drunken fool
of myself, when actually,
it was my closest friends
making a fool of me.
We thought you were safer
if you didn't know.
Everyone who knew nearly died
'cause of Noah.
I never feel safe in this town.
I keep a taser behind the bar,
a knife under my pillow.
You understand what it's like
to be scared,
and you left me vulnerable.
No, I-I kept the secret so that
you wouldn't be more vulnerable.
I love you.
I need you to understand I...
Last week, I went
to Rosa's grave to clean it.
I sat and I talked
to her spirit,
like I have every month
for ten years.
I grieved her
while she was watching Netflix
two miles away.
I just need some time.
Rosa needs you. She was wasted
when I found her tonight.
Booze, not drugs, but...
everything's a slippery slope
in this town.
Sup, bro?
I went to the Pony to
look for you. Hm-hmm.
The Pony did not
work out for me.
Well, I spent the day
exploiting my father's
various vulnerabilities.
I was trying
to get him to tell me
what his grandfather Harlan
told him about what happened
the night of the crash.
My dad kept talking about
a guy named Tripp.
Tripp is a nickname
for a soldier.
His real name is redacted, but
in his report of that night
there's a female alien, and
I think that her description
matches your mother's.
He said that she used her mind
to control him
and then got away.
I thought the girl got away,
but we found her again.
It was near dawn.
We'd been assigned
to patrol the perimeter
of Walker,
but my men and I
ventured off a bit.
The flying saucer wreckage
was scattered for miles anyway.
I'm gonna try something.
Yeah, try a bullet.
It's a demon.
The nurse you met
at the Wild Pony
last night was a demon, Stan;
this one's a wounded deer.
Stand down
and stay back.
I come in peace.
We had a moment back there,
didn't we?
I think you're here
because you need help,
not because you want to hurt
the American people.
That sound right?
I can see that you're hurt.
You're not gonna last
much longer out here.
That's a lot of blood.
Can I take a look?
I'm a medic.
Move in.
Holy heaven above.
They were like
something out of a painting,
something not of this earth.
None of us had ever seen light
like that before.
Could be weapons.
Get 'em to the hold.
There's no use fighting.
We're gonna get you
in this truck
and we're gonna take you
to the base.
Don't shoot.
Ah!
I saw it then,
their precious cargo.
There were children
in those eggs, babies.
You know a mother fighting
for her baby when you see one.
Doesn't matter
what species they are.
That was 12 hours ago, sir.
I expect they're long dead.
You knew she fought for you.
And even that day in the prison,
I could tell
how much she loved you.
You think the blonde
who got shot in the chest
is Max and Isobel's mother?
I haven't seen anything
in the drives
that suggests that
the other woman lived,
but I'm gonna keep looking.
Did you read the last part?
"I apologize for my failure
to eliminate the enemy
"and deliver the bodies.
It won't happen again."
What kind of a monster
talks like that
about a dying mother?
I'm sorry.
Liz, I messed up.
I couldn't do it.
I couldn't stay clean.
Look, I know that you hate me,
and you should, because...
because he's-he's dead
because of me,
and I don't even deserve it.
I ruined it.
I ruined everything. I ruined
my miracle, Liz.
Hey.
Come here.
Shh. It's okay.
I love you.
I am so happy you're here.
We're gonna figure this out.
We're gonna be okay.
Hey.
Where you going?
I thought that we were done.
No.
I want to show you this.
I've been going through
the microfiche at the library.
Every damn page of the Gazette
following the crash,
looking for her name,
for someone
who fits her description.
October 12, 1948.
This is two days
before she was captured
and taken to Caulfield.
Mm-hmm.
How do you
go from being gunned down
to smiling next to
a prize-winning pumpkin
to an alien torture chamber
in a year?
If they loved us,
if they fought for us,
why'd we wake up 50 years later
scared and completely alone?
Why didn't they come for us?
Guerin,
there's more to this story.
We're gonna find
the answers, okay?
Who's there?
What sort of bad
did y'all come across?
Look, ma'am,
I just want to help you.
Will you let me help?
Help.