Roswell, New Mexico (2019–…): Season 4, Episode 9 - Wild Wild West - full transcript

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Roswell, New Mexico...

This should restore your powers.

Max doesn't want the cure.
He's made his choice.

What happened to the mist?
Might've inhaled a bit.

It's opened my mind up to
infinite possibilities,

including one that is
so close to my heart.

She's dead. She
doesn't have to be.

That mist will not
regenerate human cells.

You have created the compound

that boosts brain
power beyond limit.

Imagine if the
brilliant Liz Ortecho



tried just a little. No,
Shivani, don't do it.

She's barely breathing. Are you
sure you know what you're doing?

No, I got no idea

but I've got the
alien doc in my ear.

Grab the heart rate monitor.

Do we need
one for Shivani, too?

No, they kept her at
Senovative. She's not as bad.

Liz must've taken the
brunt of that mist.

Valenti, you got any
idea what a-a gallon

of performance-enhancing alien
solution could do to a human?

When is he supposed to get here?

Uh, it's gonna be
a little while.

Kyle's in Careyes
tracking Allie Meyers.

Sorry, he's in Mexico?



Yeah, it's a long story.
Did you call your dad?

No. About alien
drugs? Absolutely not.

Nobody wants him
here screaming over

justice for his Elizabeth.

Her temp is 101.3.

Heart rate's dropping.
Is there anyone else

at Deep Sky that can help us?

He said there's no
one who knows more

about alien science than me.

Which is comforting
to no one, so...

We need to find the naloxone.

Valenti said it'll block the
drug, reverse its effects.

That's for opioids,

not alien narcotics.
How can he be so sure

that that's gonna
work? He can't.

Hey, it's
going up, that's good.

Valenti
said it needs to be

closer to 60.Okay, this
is an alien problem.

Maybe we need to attack
it in an alien way.

If we jump into her mind... But she's
comatose and you are basically human.

We have no idea what this
is dong to her brain.Right.

Exactly, which is why we
need to talk to a scientist.

No offense, Michael.

Okay, well, I will
go in, then, alone.

No. If anyone can reach
her in there, it's me.

We need answers.

Okay, fine. You coming?

No, I think you got it. I
got to make a phone call.

Thank you.

You ready for this?

I don't get it.

When you were in trouble,
your mind was crumbling.

Maria's was haunted.

Why is Liz's so normal?

I don't think, uh,

horses are normal.

And neither are they.

Cowboy bodyguards.

Can't say that she
doesn't have a type.

Hey, uh, any of you buckaroos

know where we can
find Liz Ortecho?

Max!

Don't do this! I'm here to help!

Did you find Liz? No, it's like

a "Cowboy on Elm
Street" in there.

I got shot.
What about Max?

Why isn't he waking up? Oh, God.

Max got taken.

Is he trapped inside?

I think they both are.

♪

Okay, this is strange.

Um...

Am I dreaming?

Or is this a mindscape?

Surprise!

Ten years, Sheriff.

What a feat.

Sheriff of my own mind.

Cute. I'm sure Freud would
be interested in that one.

Uh, where's Max?

On his book tour?

Oh. He finally wrote his novel.

His third novel.
You o-okay, Sheriff?

Yeah. Yeah, I will be,
as soon as I wake up.

But if I can't wake up, then...

This is definitely a mindscape.

Liz, it's Max.

He's been kidnapped.

Max kidnapped, Isobel
Evans murdered.

It's unthinkable.

Why here? Why Max?

Why you?

Uh, I don't know
about the first two,

but seeking justice will
never be out of my blood.

I may be retired,

but Deputy Machete's
still got skills.

Deputy Mache... No, mm-mmm.

You can stay put.

Little sisters don't get to
boss their family around.

Shouldn't you be
Frida Kahlo in this?

This is your man we're
talking about, okay?

I already spoke
to the bartender,

and she said she only
heard one shot fired.

So the real question:

how does a gunslinger as
fast as Isobel Evans get got?

'Cause Isobel Evans
isn't a gunslinger.

She's an alien swordswoman.

Ugh! Think, Liz.
Think, think, think.

Okay. I was, uh...

I was arguing with Shivani.
She broke the canister.

I inhaled the mist.

That is why I'm trapped in
my own Tombstonemindscape.

Every time that we are
trapped in one of these rodeos

it's because the person
whose head we're in

has something to sort out.

I think I'm thinking
very clearly.

What I need to do
is follow the path

and figure out why I'm here.

Max is missing.
Take a minute, mija.

I can't. In order to wake up,
I have to solve the riddle.

Okay? And the first
step is to find it.

Liz, mira.

That's the direction of...

My house.

Ask and you shall receive.

Okay, Machete,
stay here. Vamos.

"Surrender Sheriff,
or the real Max dies."

What does he mean "real Max"?

It means Max came in after me.

But if he dies in here he's
not gonna die out there.

He'll just get ejected.

Unless...

I'm scared to ask.

Sweaty palms.

Slowed pulse.

In the real world, I'm dying.

I can't get back in.

It's like there's a barrier.

Shivani's docs said the drugs
turned her into Jimmy Neutron.

Before she passed out,

she was writing
formulas on the board

in subjects she
never even studied.

If the alien proteins
in that compound

grafted onto Liz's cells,

maybe it's giving her
mind the ability to...

bind Max inside.

In other words, Max is struck
in there until Liz wakes up?

Or until Liz dies.

In which case, Max dies too.

She's got a rash on her chest.

Oh, God. Her pulse is declining.

What do we do now,
Guerin? How would I know?

I engineer alien tech,

not bodies.

Clearly, Kyle trusted you.

Because he had no choice.

Maybe it's time
to call a doctor,

because right now
it might as well

be Sanders working on them.

I already called one.

Heath?

You're back in Roswell?

For the time being, yeah.

It's good to see you not
dangling on a window,

but, last I checked, man,

you're-you're a scientist.
You're not a physician.

Actually, I am
back in med school,

but thanks for the warm welcome.

The only people
who can beat Heath

in an alien science fair are

either in Mexico or...

So, what's your prognosis?

Well, I can't be sure until
I run some more tests,

but...

cold hands, fever, rash...
It could be autoimmune.

Meaning? Meaning that the mist

could be causing her
body to attack itself.

I'm gonna give
her some steroids.

It should suppress
the immune response.

Well, at least, in
normal circumstances.

But nothing is
normal in Roswell.

Hey, what's happening? Is it-is
it working? HEATH: Yes, but

not like I'd hoped.

I need to mix up
something stronger.

Alien toxins call
for alien cures...

Shocking.

Do you need help? No.

No, uh, you should stay here

with them. And do what?

Want me to read them
a bedtime story?

Actually, that's not a bad idea.

I-I mean, from what you've
all said about mindscapes,

they sound like a convergence of

our conscious and
subconscious minds.

You throw in a little trauma

and you've basically got a coma.

A-And coma patients react well

to familiar voices around them.

Here, I'll show you to the lab.

♪ Make me an angel

♪ That flies from Montgomery

♪ And make me a poster

♪ Of an old rodeo...

Well, this is it.

♪ Oh, just give me
The Den of Outlaws

♪ One thing which you
have raided many times

♪ I can hold on to... and
don't seem to remember.

Okay, if my mind conjured
up a villain to kidnap Max,

and this is where
villains go, then...

someone here probably
knows who took him.

♪ Way...

I know this song.

♪ To Maria sings it

when something's wrong.♪ Go.

Yeah, I mean,
there's plenty wrong.

Max is missing, and you think

that we're living in a
parallel universe.

Yes, one where Max's
fate is tied to mine.

Look, we got to find him and
get out of here before I die.

You guys are way
too codependent.

Hey.

Maria.

I got to get up there.

I'm looking for Max.
He's been taken.

Got some real hot
pistols up there.

Keep your wits about you.

Here you go, ma'am.

♪ All I can say is that

♪ My life is pretty plain...

High stakes hold 'em,

starring Michael
as Doc Holliday.

Go figure.

And there's his
partner in crime.

We'll be over there
if you need anything.

♪ Just pour some tea for two

♪ And speak my
point of view... ♪

Who's got the hot hand?

That guy's a yellow-bellied
something or other.

Took all my tequila money.

This one's
on the house.

Heath.

To calm the nerves.

Slinging drinks
instead of serums, huh?

Good for you.

My God, that is bitter.

It tastes like medicine.

I'm overdosing.

Always happy to help.

Sanders is right, though.

That guy's robbing
the locals blind.

You going after him?

Looks that way.

Is there a problem, Sheriff?

You.

Where's Max?

If you want anything from me,
you have to win it in the game.

I have to play poker
to learn a lesson.

How very literal.

How about we take a shortcut

and Michael plays for me?

And if he wins this hand,
then you tell me where Max is.

I win, I get that
ring in your pocket.

How did you know I
had that in there?

Little birdie told me.

Said that's what it's
all about for you.

What does that even mean?

We playing?

Or you too chicken?

I am the villain, after all.

I'm all in.

He's all in.

Jacks have it.

I guess you win.

Funny thing,

Max isn't mine to give.

Liz!

He's getting away.

Go, we'll get Kyle.

Rosa. Maria. Kyle!

Liz!

I thought you were
bringing Kyle.

This is Kyle.

I wish I had a second to
Freud this up, but I don't.

Okay.

Why couldn't you
be a car? Come on.

♪

Come on, Kyle!

Hyah.

Where is he? Where's Max?

He's safe.

But he'll die if you don't
make the right choice.

Which is? Surrender.

Don't look so surprised.

Aren't we always
our own worst enemy,

Elizabeth? You created this.

Why?

You're a smart girl.

Merlot and Morissette it.

Hyah.

Hey. How's it going? Well,

the drug has latched on
to Liz's nerve receptors.

Somehow it's managed to trick
her immune system into thinking

that her own nerves are
actually foreign bodies.

Which would be an easy fix,

if I had a way to
camouflage alien proteins

inside human biology.

Unfortunately, NYU hasn't
quite gotten there yet.

Thank you for not giving up.

Yeah.

So, uh...

how long has Dallas
been missing?

No more than a day.

Listen, I'm sorry

that I didn't tell
you over the phone.

I just thought that you
should hear it in person.

You know, I almost didn't
go back to med school.

I didn't want to leave Dallas.

But I convinced myself
that he would be okay

because he has his
little threesome.

Triad. He had Isobel
and Michael to help him

understand who he is.
He had Liz and Kyle

in case he got sick again.

I mean, what could
possibly go wrong, right?

Look, I-I'm sorry.

I-I distracted you.

It's not your fault.

Hey.

I was getting a little antsy,

thought maybe you
needed some caffeine,

but I can see you guys are busy,

so...

I'm gonna go.

Hey.

Look, Bikini Kill.

Liz, she's got her boyfriend.

You've got your boyfriend.

I'm-a go get my boyfriend.

Heath is not my boyfriend, okay?

People hug when they're sad.

You stepped outside
to make a call

and 30 minutes later,
Heath swooped in.

So either Dr. Feelgood came
to town with you, or...

did you developed
beam-me-up powers?

Or Heath came yesterday.

After you told me about Dallas.

Look, he's been
helping me. When I

got to New York,
Parsons was great.

All right? It was everything

that I needed, but it
didn't take me that long

to figure out that art
is only one part of me,

and there's a whole
huge other part

that, unless I explore it,

I'm never gonna be
who I actually am.

So you called Heath to
help you be a better alien?

He's the only one
who knows alien DNA.

What about your sister?

And your brother?

There's no way that I'm
gonna have them knowing

that I feel lost.

You know how sick I am

of feeling like I
am the needy sister.

I get that.

I just really made a huge
mistake by cutting myself off.

I think that if I
had stayed connected

to the things that are important
I could've seen this coming.

Max is with Liz
every single day,

and even he didn't
see it coming.

I know, I just feel helpless.

But I'm guessing
that you do, too.

It was bad enough when
Alex went missing,

but now that I know he's trapped

in an alien-engineered
sinkhole, yeah...

Sitting here doing
nothing sucks.

Max jumped into a mindscape
after the woman he loves.

The least I can do is jump into
a sinkhole to save my soulmate.

Do you remember what
happened the last time

that you abandoned all logic?

You threw me in a car
and then blew me up.

Don't make the
same mistake twice.

Listen, I know

that you want to help,

but cannonballing into
a sinkhole after Alex

isn't gonna help anybody.

Right now,

Heath is in there,
really struggling

to figure out how to
camouflage alien protein,

and Kyle said that
you're the only one

who can help.

Fine. But I don't know if...

Has he tried Max's blood yet?

Liz said Bonnie's
virus mutes alien DNA.

So if it's still in him,

maybe we could reengineer
it to bolster the steroids.

Okay, why are we still
standing here? Go.

Hi, uh...

my sister said I used
to come here for help,

and I could really
use some right now.

Are you the old Sheriff?

I was your old teacher, but...

I guess the mentor
part's what counts.

Allie Meyers.

You know this... this
isn't real, right?

Uh-huh.

So, you here to
talk circular mRNA

or why you're stuck in Once
Upon a Time in Roswell?

I want to know why
there are two of me.

You really need to
conjure me to tell you

that in most big choices
in life we're of two minds?

The question is...

what are you weighing out?

Well, before I ended up here,

I-I was thinking about the drug.

And how on one hand
it's dangerous, but...

on the other hand, it
could accomplish so much.

But I had already made the
decision not to take it.

I think your other
half is pissed.

So she took Shivani's
words literally

and trapped me in a
dried-up dairy town?

Only now I'm the Tin Starcowboy?

She did what you do in the lab.

Created a scenario

for you to suss out an answer,

trading petri dishes
for six-shooters.

An answer to what question?

I mean,

all I know is that it
has to do with Max dying,

and-and apparently Abuela'sring?

She's definitely
relishing being in the saddle.

You...

You got to keep
playing the game.

No, God, I'm tired
of the game, Allie.

How do I wake up? Simple.

Follow the path,
figure out what it is

that you don't want to confront.

You know, she-she's just
one part of me, right?

Like a split personality.

So I don't need her to survive.

There are no shortcuts, Liz.

Whatever dark truth
she's carrying,

you're gonna have
to face eventually.

I disagree.

Come on, ride with me.

Sorry, kid.

If you don't want to
listen, you're on your own.

Liz. Oh, thank God.

We're gonna take a walk.

No, Liz, you-you
have to wake up.

That-that drug you took...
It's poison. It's killing you.

Stopping the drug would
be counterproductive.

It isn't killing me.

It's making me stronger.

You took it on purpose.

As much as I'd like
to take credit...

Shivani dosed me.

But it was serendipity.

Like a girl

crossing paths with a
sheriff and his magic hands

on the night that she was shot.

Accidents are the
spark of evolution.

The other Liz disagrees.

The other Liz?

She's been in charge
for far too long.

Been searching for a way to
show her that she's lost,

and then you showed
up... Perfect pawn.

Can I get some water?

Looks like your sheriff
finally wised up

and asked for a meeting.

You better hope she's
ready to surrender.

So you're raising
the white flag.

Actually, I'm ready to wake up.

And you think
that's your choice?

I know it's not.

I need you to want
to wake up, too,

which is why I'm
extending an olive branch.

Let's parley.

Cute, but no.

Well, then I'm afraid
this town ain't big enough

for the both of us.

Now that I have your attention,

I did some thinking.

Hmm.

All you are is a manifestation

of a dark, fleeting
impulse I had

in a moment of weakness.

You were born out of
a schism in my mind

that has been allowed
to grow too deep.

So if I take you
out, rid myself of

that dangerous urge,

there is nothing
anchoring me or Max

to this place. Pull the trigger.

But know that if you do,
Max's death will be on you.

Max won't die.

When I wake up, so will he.

And then what happens next?

Without me,

you'll be too scared
to protect him.

Scared of what, exactly?

The other shoe to drop.

Right now, you're just

refusing to face it.

I'll figure it out.

How did you do that?

It's a metaphor, Liz.

For how strong we'll
be on the other side.

See you at high noon.

I need you to find Liz.

And wake up, okay?

'Cause I'm the one that
let you go in there

without a way to
defend yourself.

Hey, how you doing?

Good, yeah. I'm good.

Well, Heath and Michael
are now in the lab,

furiously mixing up an elixir

that... I quote... "will
shield Liz's neural receptors,

"buying her some time

so she can kick
this thing's ass."

Liz and Max are in good hands.

I knew
it was a bad idea

to let him in to Liz's mind.

And now he's trapped there,

and we don't even
have Kyle to help us.

And that's also my
fault, by the way.

How is Kyle your fault?

Oh.

You slept with him.

Yeah.

And it was kind of spectacular.

Until I, uh, cold-shouldered
him and ran away.

You just got out
of a relationship.

I'm sure he understands.
Yeah, no, he does.

Which is why he told me
he would wait for me.

And then I told
him not to bother,

because, um, I destroy
everything I touch.

Like Anatsa.

And Max.

Hey, come on.

Where's all this coming from?

I saw Tezca's memories, Maria.

She wasn't just my
teacher. She was my hero.

And when Jones came for her,

I did nothing.

I hid, like a coward.

You were seven years old.

I could've at least
done something.

If you had confronted
Jones back then,

he would've taken you, too.

And we wouldn't be at
war with just Tezca.

It'd be you as well.

She saved me.

And it destroyed her.Hey.

You can save her right back.

This isn't about Kyle or Anatsa.

This is about this
moment, right now.

Stop trying to convince yourself

that you're less than
what you are, Isobel.

You're a warrior.

You have a dojo to prove it.

So, you're what, Liz's id?

And the sheriff is
her-her moral conscience?

No wonder she would
never surrender to you.

She's prepared to let you die.
She's stupider than I thought.

Or you've
got it backwards

and you're the stupid one.

There's a reason
she's the sheriff

and you're just a villain.

Yeah, there is. You.

You know, she's repressed you

because you're
everything she hates.

You're selfish,
impatient, callous.

And stronger.

She's given up on what we want.

So that's why you're gonna use
the drug she made for Michael

to, what, create this-this
elaborate playground

and teach her a
lesson? Do you think

we are happy hosting
alien Hatch Day parties?

Without you, we'd
have notoriety.

We'd have power. We'd
have our Nobel prize.

Without you,

the world would
have Liz Ortecho.

You act like you despise me,

but deep down you still love me.

Otherwise, there'd be no
need for this charade.

Let her wake up.

You know I'd never
hold her back.

You gave up your powers.

You can't even protect yourself.

He lost his snark.

You know, she may
think you are the key

to our greatness but you know,

deep down, you are our
biggest obstacle to it.

Congratulations, Max.

You've locked us into
a life of mediocrity.

She'll never let you be sheriff.

We'll see about that.

Okay.

Where did she take him?

I think my subconscious took
this a little too literal.

You're my rock.

My trusty steed.

Always getting me where
I need to go, but...

right now, I really wish
you were the real Kyle.

All right.

I know, I know.

I know.

My fever's rising.

Oh, it's got to be as a result

of whatever's happening
on the outside.

Hey, Sheriff.

I was up on the derrick,

and I came upon this
strange trail of black gold,

leading out into the desert.

Oil?

Max. Did-did you follow it?

Yeah, yeah.

Dead-ends at, uh,
the old Ghost Town

out on Route 80.

So, I'm thinking,

maybe your evil magical twin

might be holing up out there.

News travels fast, even
in B movie Roswell. Okay.

You and Max always
looked out for me.

Rosa, too, so...

I may not be in apple-pie order,

but whatever you
need, I got you.

That's what I've been missing.

Thank you all for showing up.

I made the mistake of thinking

I could face her alone.

I was wrong.

This ring represents family.

And every time I
don't lean on family,

things end in disaster.

And that's 'cause you guys
are the best part of me.

Fire.

Grit.

Heart, brain,

Conscience.

Together, we're more powerful

than she ever will be.

I believe that
more than anything.

Let's go save Max and Rosa.

Vamos.

Papi, take Maria. Go left.

It's Deputy Machete
at work, mija.

Howdy, folks.

Clyde.

What? Y'all are just a
bunch of coffee boilers.

Michael, no, no.

No, no! No.

I did it!

That bastard's met his maker.

Heath?

Heath, hey. Hey.

Michael killed you.Yeah.

And then I killed him back.

Like I told you at poker,

I'm the villain.

And you know more than anyone

when one of us falls...

there's always another
to take his place.

What's going on, Sheriff?
They're all dead.

There's more than
one. ARTURO: Rosa!

Not again! Please!

My Rosa.

Rosa, please.

Rosa. Please.

It never ends!

Quick study.

No. No, Maria. Liz,
I don't understand.

Papi, run!

Too late.

You figured it out
yet... The other shoe?

Heath!

She's convulsing.
Help me hold her down.

Come on, Liz.

Stay with us. Come on.

Find something to restrain her!

I got it, doc!

Max's heart is racing
like a jackrabbit.

We got to wake 'em up.

You finish splicing
the alien virus

to the steroids yet?

Yeah, but I'd like
to test it first.

No, there's no
time. Do it now.

All right, hang tight, Liz.

I'm sending in backup.

Move! Now!

It's getting worse.

I thought you weren't
interested. I wasn't,

until you considered giving up.

She just killed everyone I love.

The path was never
gonna be easy.

God, come on, Allie.

I thought this was about
trusting my family.

All right, well,
then dig deeper.

Think, Liz. It's the only way.

What does all this mean?
Run through the clues.

The first one

was the message burned into
the ground at my house.

Implying that Max
could die in real life.

Keep going. The ring?

Oh, um...

Marriage, uh, f-family.

Max.

I don't know. I don't know.

Then think harder. What else?

Clyde said the villains
are never gonna stop,

and she keeps asking
about the other shoe...

Something terrible
is always finding us.

So, then, how do we just
drive off into the sunset?

I know what it is.

I know what I'm scared of.

All right, then it's
time to face her.

I'm all out of bullets.

You just need one.

Oh, son of a... Hey, don't
even worry about him.

You were always my favorite
student. Go finish this.

Okay.

Hey, you like riddles?

What do you get when you
mix a stockpile of acetone

with a little heat?

Fireworks.

Liz?

Max.

Y-Your nose is bleeding.

Th-That drug that you created...

It's killing me, I know.

Listen to me.

Everything she said is a lie,

and I'm gonna get
us out of here.

She-she has a weakness.

She doesn't want to admit
it, but she believes in us.

Just like I do.

You're my turquoise.

You're mine.

Wade it
to the finish line.

What are you gonna
do now, Sheriff?

You won't let him die.

You love him too much.

That's not up to me.

That's up to you and
what you do next.

Have you figured out
why we're here yet?

The scorched message,
Terminator Clyde, the ring.

You want me to admit
why I couldn't say yes.

And can you now?

What's the other
shoe, Elizabeth?

Me.

I'm afraid of myself.

You wanted me to lead
my friends into battle.

Not to show me

that I need to lean on them

but to kill them off one by one.

You knew it would bring
back the same agony I felt

when I lost Rosa, and then Max.

And why would I want that?

It's my fear of failure.

I'm afraid next time, I
won't be able to save them.

Now we're getting somewhere.

I said no to Max
because I am terrified

of building a perfect
life with him,

only to have it torn
away from me forever.

And, like Clyde,

the danger will never stop,

especially now that
Max is neutered.

The only way to save them

is to give in to the drug.

Surrender to me.

We both win.

No, Bitch Cassidy.

'Cause your logic is flawed.

Embracing that drug

won't make us stronger.

It'll make us weak.

How do you figure?

'Cause there's no guarantee

we would have those same
powers when we wake up.

In fact, it is
statistically improbable.

But we'd be smarter.

You saw Shivani.

She's like Einstein
and Allie Meyers.

The brain damage we would have,

the-the memory loss,
the nerve degeneration,

we could lose
ourselves entirely.

But allowing the
drug to open our mind

would make fixing
that child's play.

Don't you want to live

without fear, Liz?

Of course I do.

And the next time that
something comes for Max,

Rosa, Papi, any of them,

don't you want to destroy it?

Yes!

Then stop gambling
with their lives.

Embrace the power
at our fingertips,

and you will never

fear death again. Don't,
Liz, it's too risky.

Nothing is too risky

when it comes to
the people we love.

Look at you.

We're dying, Liz.

It's time to make a decision.

What are you going to do

with that one
bullet we have left?

Don't give up, Liz.

Liz.

Liz? Liz. Where's Liz?

Why isn't
she waking up?

I'm here.

I'm here.

♪ It's like rain... Oh.

So, you're telling me that
you don't remember anything?

I mean, isn't that a little odd

for one of the
mindscape adventure?

This was, like,
part fever dream,

so the rules must
work differently.

Suppose your massive hit of
alien mist could be to blame.

Either way,

glad your body was
able to fight it off.

Any idea how?

Not a good enough doc
yet to get specific,

but, uh,

it looks like your body just
stopped fighting itself.

Or it might've had
something to do

with your brilliant

steroid-alien-virus
concoction thingy. No,

no, Michael and I just
bought you some time.

Med school looks good on you.

Yeah.

Not sure I can stay, though.

With Dallas missing,

it's just...

He's my brother.

♪ It's like rain...

We're gonna find him. I promise.

I kind of owe you one, so...

Yeah.

I mean, it's still...

unclear how you even
knew I was in trouble.

Uh...

because I told him.

♪ And who would've
thought? It figures... ♪

Um...

we've become... friends

in New York.

Okay. Tell me everything.

Is it, like,
dinners and dancing,

or VIP membership to the MoMA?

He's helping me figure out
the source of my powers.

So that I can...

control them better.

Look.

You can cancel sound now?

Well, more like
bend the sound waves

so that you can't hear them.

♪ It's like rain...

Not really sure what
it's good for, but...

I wanted to tell you.

I'm sorry I didn't call more.

That is not just on you.

Well...

to make up for it, I'm
gonna stay the week.

Unlike medicine,

art school does work over Zoom.

How'd you manage to
keep it together?

You were the only one who
didn't completely unravel today.

I just decided it
wasn't my turn.

Dallas reminded me that

strength comes from your family.

He's been a big
part of mine lately.

I had to make sure
that we survived today

so we could all
return the favor.

And we did.

Thanks, in part, to you.

Think it's time I figure out

how to get the three of
them out of that sinkhole.

Any ideas where to start?

I got a few theories.

Me too.Hmm.

I'm gonna spend some time
honing my new abilities.

We're gonna find 'em.

I know.

I was worried about
you, you know,

when you got
calf-roped by a cowboy.

Would've helped
you, but I got shot.

Well, you stayed by my side.

You felt that?

Thank you.

I wish I could be the
one to take credit

for getting you out
of Dodge, but, uh...

How did you manage to escape?

Oh, Bad Liz drew
my Liz into a duel.

Yeah, I didn't see what
happened after that,

but I heard a gunshot
and then I woke up.

So I guess the right Liz
won, or I wouldn't be here.

Just wish I could remember
what happened in there.

Well, I'm sure that Max will be
happy to tell you all about it.

I, myself, have a date
with an alien in a cage.

Excuse me. Oh, you learned
something from Tezca?

Yeah, I did. I learned that

she's so much more
than Ophiuchus.

She was fearless and kind.

Before Jones got to her.

You know, I started a
school to help women,

so...

I figure this is my shot.

Goodnight.

Oh, yeah. Just reminded me.

I should check in on Shivani.

Oh, Michael
just heard from Senovative.

I guess she had an
easier time of it than you did.

She's already back at work.

So, you know what that means.

I don't have to worry about it.

Yeah.

What you do need

is to relax by a warm fire

with a glass of merlot

and the cowboy of your dreams.

That you don't remember.

All right. Decant
the wine, cowboy.

♪

Don't give up, Liz.

I don't want to gamble anymore.

You made the right choice.