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Roswell, New Mexico...

Do you love him?

- 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.

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?

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?

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?

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.

And this time around...

there is no place to hide.

♪ From trouble

♪ There's trouble on the way.

*ROSWELL NEW MEXICO*
Season 04 Episode 02

Episode Title: "Fly"
Aired on: June 13, 2022.

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 Crash down.

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.

Mm.

- Yes! How have you been?
- Hello? Liz?

Can I start with the alien skins, please?

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 patrol all 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.

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.

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.

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...

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 certain point,

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 in box.

If you want to probe
the mysteries of Roswell...

come find me.

♪ So I creep, yeah

♪ Just keep it on the down-low

♪ 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.

♪ I want some more...

We should get back.
Tezca wanted us

to lay low until she tracks
down our next assignment.

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.

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.

How can I say no to that?

Get in.

Feeling better, Mr. Adams?

- He is.
- Mm-hmm.

- Good.
- 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.

Um, but now, um...

When you're deciding
whether to call me,

would you please imagine
I was clever and coy?

I'll keep that in mind.

Thanks.

Anatsa?

I...

got cut by one of those
falling weather balloons.

Needed stitches.

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.

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.

Open it up, Ortecho.

What just happened?

No me dig as.

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.

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.
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."

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.

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...
Not everything, apparently.

Okay. Newbie,
I could use some

of that "consulting" right
about now.

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.

Mmm.

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.

Here we go again.W...

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.

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.

I mean, you know,

is he into cornhole at the Pony

or darts at Planet 7?

What?

Oh, wait a sec.

Looks like our bank robbers

have a sense of humor.

Bonnie and Clyde, huh?

Cute.

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.

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?

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.

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.

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.

Damn.

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.

Today was fun.

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.

What's up, Doc?
I got your text.

Why are you wearing
a Crash down 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.

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.

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.

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"?

I was supposed to be prepping
them for their GED exam,

but, instead,
I got pulled into

their excitement
about atmospheric plasma.

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.

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...

Maybe start
with some support.

Hmm.

What is this?

It's a spectrum
analyzer.

I'm trying to detect
any unusual currencies

being emitted by the console.

"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.

Venturing into...

uncomfortable territory.

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.

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.

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 cosmic a.

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.

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 a hold 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.

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.

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.

And, hey, I have
a lot of help.

If you ever need mine,

you know where to find me.

Graham Green.

There you are.

Shh.
I've been looking for you.

I think Graham's talking
to one of the bank robbers.

What?

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.

Bravo! Bravo!

Give me some
good news, Cam.

I need something
to go right today.

Yeah, I may have...
come on a touch strong

with our little Green con man.

Dallas went
to smooth things over.

Do-si-do for old times' sake?

Yep.

Clyde, is it?

Our savior.

We got your message.

But... why are
you dressed like that?

Hiding in plain sight.

Right.

What took you
so long?

It's been six months.

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.

Why are you
blowing up my phone?

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.

You have potential.

Don't waste it.

Found a scholarship
for you to apply to.

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.

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.

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 tree house.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

Join me?

I'm sorry.

I just, um...

I just remembered that I have...
I have to go.

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.

She's brilliant and...

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.

You...

are my person, Max Evans.

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...

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.

And that chapter
is behind us.

But it does worry me.

You know? Having power.

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.

- 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... ♪

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.

Uh... Good job today.

♪ If you think I'll let you go,
you're mad... ♪

The Pod Squad is
lucky to have you.

- ♪ You got another thing
- Thank you.

♪ Comin'...

♪ Oh... ♪

♪ You got another thing

♪ Comin'...

♪ Oh... ♪

♪ 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 ♪

♪ 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.

♪ You got another thing
comin'... ♪

♪ Oh... ♪

♪ You got another thing
comin'... ♪

♪ Oh... ♪