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Roswell, New Mexico...

No! Stop!

What'd he do to you?

He told me I'm a clone.

You deserve the life I
came here to give you.

I've seen your X-rays.

Let me help you, Max.

Safety is a shared endeavor.

I have these
odd visions sometimes.

I think someone's
getting murdered.

We need to get to that coffin.

The Valenti coat of arms.

Oh, my God, it's Kyle.

Call an ambulance.

You all right?

Systolic
BP's 170 and rising.

Pushing 100 milligrams
of lidocaine.

What happened? Heath?

Hey, it's okay. I'm
here. You passed out.

Paramedics think you went into
cardiac arrest.

Ma'am, I'm gonna have
to cut your dress.

No, no. No. It's not my heart.

Almost there.

You ready? Mm-mm.

Great. One... two...

No. No, don't...

Hang in there.

Whoa, easy, easy.

Liz, if it's not your
heart, then what is it?

Tell Rosa I love her.

You know what? You tell
her your damn self.

Evans, no.

Saving me will kill you.

I need Max Evans.

Take me back to Roswell.

Rise and shine.

Checkout's in an hour.

Uh, how did I end
up on your couch?

Uh, well...

You passed out
after I healed you.

Figured you'd rather wake up
there than in the bedroom.

The alien stuffy was
a nice touch, though.

How are you even standing?

No clue.

But, I mean, this is
the first time in weeks

I haven't had to
mainline acetone

just to crawl out of bed.

That doesn't make any sense.

I-I should definitely
examine you.

What the hell were you
thinking, antagonizing

the prime suspect of
your impending murder?

Look, some of the Regi-necks
roughed up a worker

on the Lopez farm.

All right? I went to
go talk to the sheriff

when Jordan and the pointy end
of a railing got in the way.

Why didn't you go to Max?

How was I supposed to know

I'm the coffin-filler
from your vision?

In my vision, Alex said we
were covering up a murder.

The only reason we
would do that is

if there was something
alien to hide.

Like, um... that?

You didn't have that yesterday.

Ash is still in the air.
Things are lining up.

So you're benched until
this handprint disappears.

Well, maybe I just got to
Kyle later in your vision,

and I wasn't able to save him.

Look, there's no maybe

when it comes to his life.

I want to take down the Regiment

just as bad as you guys do,

but until this intergalactic
body glitter disappears,

we're just gonna have
to bust out the puzzles

and binge some Buffy.

Act like it's quarantine
all over again.

'Cause that was so much
fun the first time around.

You look like someone
just got murdered.

Knew them Lopezes
would crack one day.

Says Deputy Deport 'Em
without checking any facts.

Oh, we're saved.

Department sent Lieutenant
Liberal to work the crime scene.

Okay.

What do we know
about the Lopezes

besides Zeke Murphy's burnt
body being in the barn?

Manny and Vinnie, they raise
alpacas, uh, grow sunflowers.

They sponsor a T-ball team.

They seem... political.

Pot stirrers, ma'am.

Or peaceful protestors.
Or murderers.

Manny's got bruised knuckles

that his husband claims
is from a slip on a deck.

But we both know they're
not great with the truth.

Manny's been living here
illegally for years.

Actually, they're citizens.

Manny's family's
been in New Mexico

since before it was a state,

but I guess every Lopez

looks undocumented
to you, right?

Okay, the files
I pulled revealed

a-a long-standing feud

between Zeke and the Lopezes.

Bar brawls, fence line
disputes, water rights.

To me, that says motive.

The evidence is circumstantial.

Okay, but enough
to bring 'em in.

You need to arrest
them, Evans. Ma'am?

I really... Okay,
we impart order,

Deputy.

Don't forget what
that badge represents.

Max, this is a mistake, right?

I'm sorry, guys.

Explain to me again
why you're now suddenly

in favor of throwing
Max into the lion's den?

Jones showed us his memories.

He fought for Max like a father.

Turns out thawed-out Max
really cares about him.

Yeah, but even if Jones
can't lie in the mindscape,

that doesn't mean he
didn't slice off a memory

that's gonna make
him look sympathetic.

Hmm. And what's your point?

That our intergalactic frenemy
is hiding something from us?

Of course he is.

It doesn't matter.

We know for a fact he
doesn't want Max dead.

Well, maybe not, but
he does want something.

And we can't afford
to be careless.

There is too much at stake.

I agree.

But we are running out of time

and we're out of options.

After what Max pulled
last night with Kyle...

You're afraid that
it's gonna be soon.

Aren't you?

We know how much this
takes out of him.

I made myself a promise
this morning, Iz.

I'm gonna drink less tequila,

and I'm gonna take care
of the people who matter.

Okay.

But give me the day, all right?

Let me see what I can find out.

What am I supposed to do?

I don't know, Michael.

Find someone else
to take care of.

Updating the specials?

We're closed for the day.

Gregory and Bert are
helping me organize

a march for the Lopezes.

I could use your
artistic eye on this.

¿Qué piensas?

"Alien and proud."

Okay, Liz is gonna freak out

when she hears that
she missed this.

Before my visa,
when I had no voice,

people spoke out for me.

Now, I have a voice,

and it's

my job as an American to use it.

Yeah, but...

I mean, papi, you're at, like,

the one-yard line
of citizenship.

What if this
jeopardizes your status?

The important things
are worth fighting for.

You taught me that.

Ten.

Rosa loved raging
against the machine,

but Rosalinda cannot afford
that kind of attention.

I understand.

But

you cannot be happy if
you can't be yourself.

Hey, stranger.

It's good to see you.

With, um... Kyle.

Oh, no, I'm just babysitting.

Can we at least
call it man-sitting?

Greg, what's going on here?

Ah, a little Roswell activism.

The Lopezes are being framed.

So... we want the sheriff to
know that we don't approve.

Grab a seat.

Do not give me
that look, Valenti.

We agreed to Shatner Shakes

and seminal angsty
television shows.

And my family protected this
community for a hundred years.

I can't just turn my
back on them. Well,

I doubt either of your parents
would have wanted you dead.

Uh, I'm a grown man.

Okay? If I'm going down,
it's got to be swinging.

Chin up.

Kevlar looks good on you. Hmm.

Look, people
of color are being victimized,

targeted and ignored, and
the sheriff's department

has turned their backs on us.

That's right. WOMAN: Yeah.

The Lopezes were
unjustly arrested today.

And Brooke Taylor is not
the voice of fairness

that she claims to be.

Now, look, enough is enough.

She's a liar. CROWD
: Hey, hey, ho, ho!

Sheriff Taylor has got to go!

Hey, hey, ho, ho!

Sheriff Taylor has got to go!

Hey, hey, ho, ho...

Don't look surprised.

The righteous are
hard to keep down.

No clue what you're
talking about.

Or we could go in that station
and clear up any confusion.

Sheriff's a little bit busy
putting a long overdue end

to the lawlessness around here.

Don't you have
anywhere to be, Jordan?

Yeah.

Here.

Taking in the voice
of change. Mmm.

Noisy bunch, aren't they?

Too bad no one cares to listen.

Then we'll just have
to raise up the volume.

And I'll get all
my powerful friends

to make sure those bastards

never see the outside
of a cell again.

How long have I been out?

Couple of hours.

Here, drink this.

I know I owe you an explanation.

You were having a heart attack,
at least that's what I thought

until your vitals didn't
add up.

Liz, you are simultaneously
presenting symptoms

of vascular degeneration
and African trypanosomiasis.

You think this is a
parasitic infection?

I have no idea.

But I'm pretty sure that the
answer to your heart problem

doesn't lie in a town full
of yahoos with tinfoil hats.

Talk to me, Liz.

You can barely
hold your head up.

I-It's like something is sucking
the life force out of you.

I am going to explain,
okay? Just not now.

Sure, fine.

Actually, you know what?

Not fine.

At the very least,
tell me what Max Evans

has to do with any of...
Liz, hey.

Okay. That's it.

I'm pulling over. No,
no, no, no. Don't stop.

Keep driving.

Thought you might be hungry.

I don't want a damn snack.

I'm trying to help you.

Okay? I mean, this is
obviously a misunderstanding.

Aren't I entitled
to a phone call?

Yeah, of course.

If you just explain
to me what happened,

then maybe I can...

Don't play good cop with me.

I know you're allowed to lie

to get me to say
whatever you want.

When have I ever lied to you?

I mean, aside from, like,
Thursday night poker

when I'm trying
to bluff you out?

Look, I know Zeke roughed
up one of your guys.

Okay? Let me help you.

The Regiment has been coming
around here for weeks,

attacking our employees,

messing with our livestock.

We stood up to them,

and they hung a Confederate
flag on our fence.

Wait, why didn't you come to me?

Because you're a
cop. I'm your friend.

Not in that uniform, you're not.

I said everything I need to
say to that reporter yesterday.

Time's up, Evans.

Our granola murderers
here just made bail.

I let you take a bathroom
break, and Max tells me

you bailed out the Lopezes?

I can't let innocent
people sit in jail when

I have the means to help.

If you want to help someone,
help me keep you alive.

What you just did is gonna
enrage Jordan further.

Of course he's gonna be
upset, but... But nothing.

I'm a Black woman in America.

Don't you think I understand

wanting to stop injustice?

Don't you think I would

rather be out there
inciting change in our town?

A vision landed in my head,

and keeping you from your
own funeral is on me.

You're right.

You're right, you shouldn't
be babysitting me.

You should be out there.

I can tell you want to be.

Who would watch you?

I could.

I mean, I bet I'd make
a pretty good bodyguard.

Being alien and all.

Hmm.

You're not afraid I'll run?

What kind of a
white knight would run away?

Hmm. So you're here to kick the
tires on my offer to heal Max.

To suss out my emotions.

Catch me in a lie.

But, of course,
you can't do that

with those bars between us.

Well

if you have nothing to hide,
that shouldn't be a problem.

Right?

Well, if my motivations
are to be scrutinized,

I may as well enjoy this
steak while you do it.

To Max.

Hmm.

Okay, well, I got a D-minus
in high school shop class,

but I'm pretty sure

that the radiator hose
shouldn't smell like barbecue.

Damn it! Yup, that's
hot, it's hot.

Wh-Why would you do
that? I don't know, Liz.

Because I'm an idiot,
obviously, and I have

no idea what I'm doing here.

You mean driving me to my ex?

You do not need to be
threatened by Max Evans.

We're done.

Yet somehow the cop

is the answer to your
heart, not the scientist.

All I can tell you

is that we went through
something like this before.

Okay? You asked me to
trust you, and I did.

Now it's your turn.

Fine.

But we still need

to get you to a hospital,
okay? Chugging electrolytes

isn't gonna bring
that fever down.

But it'll get us
back on the road.

As soon as I MacGyver
this into an intake hose.

If you really
wanted to heal Max,

why didn't you do it when
you knocked him unconscious?

I wanted to say goodbye
to my life first.

You wanted one last day.

And tell me,

what did you do with it?

Well, I...

I read a book.

I befriended a dog.

And I saw the sun one last time.

It's the same sun
as 70 years ago, but

it feels different somehow.

It's hotter now.

Dried up my old fishing spot.

But the view there is

spectacular.

Tell me more.

I found out that you and I

have a mutual acquaintance.

Noah Bracken.

I knew him from back home.

How long were you two married?

Let's let sleeping
dogs lie, shall we?

So, what else did you do?

Well, I went to the hospital,

and that's where I

saw the sad state
of Max's heart.

You know what's my favorite
part about this new power?

Hmm?

When you finally
get it just right

there's a sort of
a halo that appears

around the person
you're reading.

Yours is yellow.

Do you know what
yellow feels like?

Deceit.

So, why don't you take
another bite of that steak

and tell me what else
you did yesterday?

: Hey, hey, ho, ho,
Sheriff Taylor has got to go!

Hey, hey, ho, ho, Sheriff
Taylor has got to go!

Of course, Mayor Bernhardt,

I'm aware of Zeke Murphy's
family's investments

in our city, but
with all due respect,

this isn't my first rodeo,

and this bull isn't
getting away from me.

Hey, hey, ho, ho,
Sheriff Taylor has got to go!

Sheriff, the protests
aren't subsiding.

Uh, maybe if you
made a statement

about how we handled...
Don't start with me, Evans.

: Hey, hey, ho, ho,
Sheriff Taylor has got to go!

Releasing those
two wasn't enough.

Those rioters out there
want us disbanded,

defunded and dead.

I know these people, ma'am.

This isn't them.

If anything, this
is Jordan Bernhardt.

He wants a fight.
The mayor's son?

Sheriff, the Roswell Regiment

is about blue lives
mattering, and, frankly,

we could use their
help right about now.

We are understaffed

and we are clearly under
fire, and we don't have

the badges to keep
this in check.

I'm telling you, the
protestors wouldn't do this.

Why? Because they're
your friends?

Evans, get me the names

of all the protestors
with violent priors.

You.

Call up the Regiment.

I thought you people

only made burritos.

I recognize your voice.

Your parents raised
you better than this.

You don't know nothing, old man.

Papi!

Hey, you stupid vatos,
get out of here, okay,

before I call the cops.

Here.

Use my phone.

Mouthy.

Pretty little piñata.

Hey.

Papi, are you okay?

: Yeah.

Those aliens

definitely didn't come in peace.

You think you know what
you're doing, Isobel,

but three days' practice
does not an expert make.

Don't "young grasshopper" me.

I know what I feel
coming off of you.

I don't think you do. I
might be inexperienced,

but trust me, I'm a quick study.

And you went somewhere
else that day.

You don't see me at all, do you?

You only see him.

Noah.

Oh, he had

a rotten soul... I'm sure he
did not do right by you at all.

This has nothing
to do with Noah.

This has everything

to do with Noah, because
you can't see past the pain

he left in your life.

That yellow that you
see, that's you, Isobel.

That's what you're
feeling, not me.

No.

You're hiding something.

Are you sure about that?

All I see when I look at you

is fear and insecurity

and distrust.

And after yesterday,
I understand why.

Noah.

Are you really
willing to let Max die

because you can't let
go of your own past?

Get back in the cage.

I heard you spoke
with the Lopezes.

Couple of days ago
I interviewed them

about how they were making
waves with Mayor Bernhardt.

Well, that probably
won't help our cause.

You know, Vinnie and I used to
throw back whiskey quite a bit.

Now he won't open up to me.

I guess I wouldn't want
to talk to me either.

Most cops don't have
such compassion.

What is it that
keeps yours so open?

I grew up watching the Valentis.

They listened to all sides.

They maintained the dignity.

You wanted to be a hero.

I just want to keep what
they had going alive.

You know, they cared
about everyone in Roswell.

They didn't pick and choose.

That should be the bare minimum.

But it sounds like
another planet to me.

There's more of
us than you think.

But definitely not enough.

So I see

where these protestors
are coming from.

I know why they hate us.

But when there's
trouble at 3:00 a.m.,

they still dial 911.

But this is bigger than that.

The Wild Pony was robbed

by white supremacists.

People are being
harassed, followed home.

And Sheriff Taylor's
looking the other way.

But it's not just
her... This is happening

all across the country.

I could run a stop sign,
and my story could turn sad

at any moment.

That's the system we live in.

Yeah, well, I believe
in the work I do.

But I understand
there's a lot broken.

If you recognize that,

how can you keep
putting on that uniform?

I ask myself that every day.

And every day

every day I find a
reason to put it on.

Do you see that?

Tire tracks.

Right?

Tracks on farms?

The Lopezes are scraping by.

Their truck is, what, 17
years old with balding tires.

These tracks, these
are defined and fresh.

They must have moved it and
pinned it on the Lopezes.

Whoa, who are you?

He's with me.

Whoa, whoa, hey, hey. Liz.

I-I'm okay, I'm okay. Yeah?

Yes. Well, you
must be Max Evans.

Heath Tuchman.

I-I was there when
she collapsed,

then we practically broke the
sound barrier to... get here.

You know what? Forget
I said that, Officer.

No, I appreciate it. I'll, uh...

I'll take it from here.

Yeah, you know what?
I think I'll stay.

Heath, can you... can
you find Dr. Jane Holden?

She should be able to help.

Yeah?

Yeah.

Okay. I'll be back
as soon as I can.

Okay.

Liz, what is going on?

I went into sudden
cardiac arrest

last night, and since then

I've been bouncing
between fatigue

and dizziness and chills and...

I short-circuited a
car 'cause of this.

I gave you that?

But... no. Hand prints can
only transfer emotions.

No, Max.

I am experiencing
your heart failure.

And if the connection doesn't

fade soon, it's gonna kill me.

That was Max.

He said it was the sheriff
that activated the Regiment.

Well, can they do that?

Oh, this country's
got a long history

of police collusion
with local militias.

I mean, my mom tried
to keep Roswell

from going down that road,
but Taylor is no Valenti.

Guess she's trying to protect
the town from all the rioting

and looting we of
course were gonna do.

Well, we're not gonna fold to
Roswell's racist social club.

Hmm, I agree with my man-sitter.

No, we're not gonna do that.

By now the Regiment
knows it was Kyle

who bailed out the Lopezes.

And add that to their
newfound authority,

that gives us a huge
bull's-eye on Kyle's back.

So, I hate to admit
it, but our only option

is to take Jordan out of play.

They follow him as a leader, so

take him out, the
Regiment falls.

I would really,

really love to take down
the bitch-ass racists

who have been targeting
my family for a decade.

So put me in, coach.
Rosalinda's tired of hiding.

Happy to have you
both on the team.

Great.

What is the team doing?

This might help.

Swiped that off one of the
maggots who attacked my dad

and who was stupid enough
to show me his passcode.

80085.

"BOOBS."

It dried up
my old fishing spot,

but the view there
is spectacular.

I knew Evans' magically-fixed
heart was too good to be true.

Her fingers are blue.

Yeah, her oxygen
levels are dropping.

Can't we boost that?

It'd be like putting a
Band-Aid on an amputation.

And we're sure
it's the handprint?

Heath thought that

my symptoms were due
to a vascular infection

caused by a parasite.

When a parasite

is under attack, it launches
a defense mechanism,

draining energy from its host.

When Max healed me, it
should have killed him.

In order to keep your
organs from shutting down...

I siphoned energy from the
person I'm tethered to. Liz.

Whoa, whoa.

She's nearing
end-stage arrhythmia.

Well, okay, maybe I can stop it.

You're hurting him.

It's not just Liz.

You're tethered to Kyle, too.

It's like your life forces,
they're-they're tied together.

If you heal her,
it's gonna kill him.

Four ríos down, one to go.

Best
fishing spot my ass.

What were you doing
out here, Diet Max?

Clearly you used
your fire ability,

but what did you burn?

These murderers
are running free.

It's time we sent
a strong message.

That's why I called our friends
in Lincoln and Otero County.

They'll be here soon.

Y-You called in other people?

Mm-hmm. Dude, this is
the Roswell Regiment.

Now, I got to get

back to work before the sheriff

finds out that I'm gone.

If you know what's good for you,

you'll leave, too.

You ready for this?

I certainly am.

You guys are late!

You were supposed to
be here an hour ago!

Damn riots outside held us up.

Jordan, just
put the gun down.

You don't want to be a murderer.

You don't know anything about me

or what I want, DeLuca.

I lost a friend, too, okay?
I've felt that pain before.

Oh, yeah?

Did you find your
friend's body? Huh?

Zeke was so burnt up, I could
only recognize his shoes.

The Lopezes have had it
out for Zeke since day one

'cause he dared to stand up to
the infestation taking over.

We're gonna burn
down their house.

Give Zeke the
justice he deserves.

What if you're wrong?

Whoever killed
Zeke is a monster,

but if it wasn't the Lopezes,

how are you doing
right by your friend?

Also, your sadness does
not excuse your racism.

Y'all love throwing
around that word.

Always playing the victim.

System's rigged
against guys like me!

The thing about
guys like you, Jordan,

is that somehow all of your
problems are magically caused

by people who don't
look like you.

When does the guy in
the mirror get judged?

This isn't about me.

People need to know the
truth. Which is what?

That they murdered my friend!

Hated what he stood for so much

that they left him
out there in the cold

where no one would
ever find him.

You moved his body.

You're damn right I did.

Come on. Let's do this.

Give me the gas can. Come on.

This livestream is hitting

all the Times feeds.

10,000 views already.

Not bad for a small town beat.

Heal them.

The problem is
you, Max, not them.

Let me heal your heart.

It's the only way to save Liz.

Do it.

Don't let him touch you.

He's a murderer.

You killed Zeke.

I had to.

You were gonna die.

I saw your scans in
Dr. Valenti's office,

the irreparable heart damage.

What, so you decided
to kill someone?

I didn't want to.

But I didn't have the strength

to save him if I didn't.

And you
conveniently left that

out of last night's
fireside chat.

Would you have let me
heal him if I told you?

I wanted to spare you

the burden of making
an impossible decision.

It is our burden,
decision or not.

I spent my last few hours

looking for the
most wicked person

I could find.

And when I found Zeke, he was
beating a farmer to death.

So you followed him
down to Rio Hondo

and then you burned him alive.

Zeke's life is not as
valuable as your brother's.

Listen to my feelings,

Isobel, I'm not lying.

I traded the life of one

evil racist for the lives
of three good people.

Does that make me a villain?

Guys...

Guys, she's seizing!
She's seizing.

You're the savior, Max.

No one understands
this better than I do.

Do it.

Do it.

Go ahead.

Howdy, partner.

How do you feel?

Better than I have
in a long time.

How's, uh, uh, Liz and...

Kyle? They're good. Yeah.

He drove her home. Great.

Well, I appreciate y'all, uh,

not giving up on us.

We are a united front.

That's what matters.

All right.

I will get the silver.

You guys get him
ready for the pod.

Hey.

You remember
this as a kid?

Sana, sana, colita
de rana, rana.

Are you channeling the mystical

healing properties of Vaporu

right now? Ooh, maybe.

Oh, yeah?

Your pulse is steady. I think
you're out of the woods.

I was awful to you the
last time I was here.

And yet here you are.

Don't you remember?

We're family.

Mm-hmm.

Besides, the only person I
was really mad at was myself.

For not taking a
stand in my own life.

When I saw you taking
a stand in yours.

I quit Genoryx.

I'm not going back to L.A.

My purpose has always been here.

In my own backyard.

I have a feeling you
already knew that, though.

I'm glad you're back.

Oh, Kyle, this is Heath, my...

Colleague.

Hey.

Hey.

I'm gonna check on Evans.

There is no...

Dr. Jane Holden, is there?

Liz, I trusted you.

I mean, you said
you trusted me...

I do.

I just...

I want to tell you everything.

I just, I... The
truth is, I can't.

It would put

people that I care
about in harm's way.

So then your first instinct was

to send me on some
wild goose chase?

I'm sorry, I just, I didn't
feel like I had another choice.

Well, you could
have been honest.

I mean, ask me to step away
while you and Max talked about

whatever it is you
needed to talk about.

Would I have liked it? No.

But I-I would have understood,
I would have respected it.

I didn't want to hurt you.

You know, when you
coded last night, I...

I was terrified

that you were gonna die.

And then you gave me
this task that I believed

was the single avenue
to saving your life.

So I told myself,

I was damn well not
gonna screw that up.

I mean, do you have any idea

what my mind went
through every single time

I hit a dead end today?

Heath... That I was failing you!

And not in some
dumb lab experiment.

In keeping you alive.

It was the one time

in my life that what I
did actually mattered.

And I couldn't find
the only person

who could fix you.

So, yeah.

I know that you may not
have wanted to hurt me, Liz,

but I cannot imagine a way you
could have hurt me any more.

So much for saving
the world together.

Did Liz ask
you to do that?

Uh

No.

It's the least I can do.

Go home.

I absolve you of your crimes.

Hey, uh...

You know, when I was a-a kid

feeling guilty.

I used to lie in my
truck thinking about

what Rosa Ortecho would
be like all grown up.

Hmm.

I always thought if you
didn't get to live a life,

that I didn't
deserve one either.

And that felt like a
fitting punishment.

Well, I'm here now.

We were scared.

And we were stupid.

And we should've
known what putting you

in that driver's seat would do.

And I wish, I wish I could
give you some kind of justice.

But this is, sadly,
the best that I can do.

I've never heard you say
this many words at once.

It's freaky.

Not a lot of people
get a second chance

to make things right.

You did, though.

Makes me think there's
hope for me yet.

Maybe there is.

I knew you'd still be here.

Thank you for saving my life.

That is the least I can
do to return the favor.

I was, um,

sitting in my room, trying
to recover from almost dying,

and I realized I
never got a good look

at the reason
we're not together.

Well, the reason for that

is far more complicated
than a man in a pod.

You mean like the fact that we
can't stop hurting each other

no matter how hard we try?

I'm sorry.

I never meant to do what I did.

You aren't the only
one hurting people.

I was terrible to Heath today.

And in a moment

where I had to choose,

I chose you.

I knew what that

would do to him, but I
sent him away anyway.

Because I had to

for all of us.

But also 'cause I couldn't
stop thinking about you.

The connection between
us, it's hard to break.

It's...

We're caught in
each other's orbits.

Orbits decay.

And eventually everything
in them spirals away

and burns up, so what's
that saying about us, Max?

About what we are doing

to the people around us?

There was a lot of harm
done in our community today.

Mistakes were made
on all fronts.

As for Zeke Murphy,

toxicology confirms
there was no foul play.

His death was caused
by a tragic mix

of too much alcohol and
a lit cigarette. Wow.

We are looking into...

I mean, it's almost impressive.

I just hope she
stretched her hammies

before doing all that dodging.

At least the charges against
the Lopezes were dropped.

Jordan's sitting in
the cell they vacated.

That's true. Although,
as the mayor's son,

I'm guessing he's gonna
spend a lot less time in it.

Now is not the time...

To Deputy Evans.

And the smart women in his life.

How can the woman
who gave us all

a reason to celebrate
look so down?

Kyle Valenti, he's alive.

The Regiment is shut down.

We won.

I just...

I still have that
tug of intuition.

I'm worried about Kyle.

Well, maybe it's your psyche

still trying to catch up
to how awesome you are.

You need to unclench.

Let someone get you
a drink for once.

Nothing but ash for miles.

It's not over till
the sky clears up.

You have
reached the voice mail...

People often ask

what's worth fighting for.

A place? An idea?

An injustice?

To me, the answer
has always been

the people.

Because we all know
someone who needs a voice

or a little guidance.

Someone who can't help
but put themselves

in harm's way. Yo!

Evans!

For me, those people

mean everything.

And I'm willing to do

whatever it takes
to keep them safe.

Because we're all
connected.

They're my people.

And I hope that if
that time ever comes,

they'll do the same for me.

Maria.

Maria. Hey.

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