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Previously on Roswell, New Mexico.

Okay, what about Kyle? There's no sign
of him. Did you know that your DNA is

29 .3 % match to a friend of mine's?
Your nephew?

Where's Kyle?

Wrong question.

Jones had a sword made of alien glass.

Are you saying you had a sword that
recognizes DNA?

Burns the crap out of anybody without
Jones' DNA.

I don't think Max is Mac.

He's Jones.

I believe you boys have something that
belongs to me.

You have some work to do.

Get out of my head, Joan.

Give me what I want, and I'll leave you
be.

Never. You put me in a cage.

How amusing.

I'm quite the clever girl, Joan.

While you may have a modicum of strength
in here, out there, you lying in a

coma. Medicine, machines, physicians,
they can't save you from my hold.

This part where you tell me you're my
only way out?

Show me the memory I'm looking for and
I'll release you. If you don't, you're a

clever girl.

And I'm a resilient bitch, so I'm
putting my money on me keeping me right

until my friends come and end you.

Why gamble when you can wager on a sure
thing?

Exactly how is your glow stick going to
get you free?

Think of your mind like an oil lantern.

The flame can only burn for so long. But
this?

I can burn longer, stronger, brighter.

And while your will wanes and fades,
mine will continue to burn everything in

its path.

It's okay.

Everyone eventually burns.

But for now, you and your sword are
stuck in the cage.

Yeah, it seems like 75 years in a cave
has diminished some of our power.

Unfortunately, that just means we need
to recharge it.

By killing people?

Eggs and omelets, darling.

I'll come back.

And when I do, I will tear this cage
apart.

with whatever is left of your feeble
little mind.

Hypothesis. Alien cells use hydraulic
component polymers to attach themselves

host cells.

So essentially, alien DNA mimics the way
a virus attacks.

There is no current reproduction of the
predatory cells within the subject. The

handprint has remained steady in size.

causing fever and swelling, which means
that the subject is trying its hardest

to fight off the invasive effects of the
contact.

But it's getting nowhere.

Knock, knock.

Brought you caffeine.

And news.

Jones' body is still in the pod, which
means he must have jumped into Max's

when he healed his heart.

That was three days ago.

Yeah. Noah could only stay in your body
intermittently. How can Jones stay in

Max's body consistently?

I think it has something to do with the
two astronomers' car. The ones that went

missing this morning?

I heard on Tanner's police scanner that
there were odd flash marks melted into

it. Jones must have found his sword that
Max buried in the desert and is now

using it to kill people in order to
charge himself back up. Yeah, but why

he need this sword?

Noah and Max seem fine to charge
themselves up just with their hands.

Well, Max said last year, when he held
the sword, it made him feel charged and

powerful. Said he felt like an extension
of himself.

The plan needs to be to separate Jones
and the sword immediately.

Separating's exactly where my brain's
been, too.

Do you remember when I injected Noah
with the alien inhibitor?

Not only did it stop his powers, but his
hold on Isabel.

Please tell me you made some. Mixing up
a batch right now.

Great.

Except, remember when you injected Noah
there was that terrible three -minute

window before it kicked in? Right, so
I'm going to microdose Jones.

If he tastes it, you're toast.

It is not perfect, but it could work.

All I would need is a great excuse to
drink with Jones.

Oh, you ask and Gregory means give it.

He's holding a fundraiser today for
Maria's medical bills, which means

have cover to dose Jones under the
safety of 100 patrons while we can find

sword. It's risky. But it's the only
chance I see for us to stop him.

Okay, one more question remains. So how
are we going to find Jones if that's all

in motion?

Miss Isabel, you look stunning today.

Oh, you sweet, simple man.

So, as much as you stan me, you can't
stan Max Evans.

He knows more about that break -in at
his house. Don't you think he's hiding

something? God, he made you look like a
ball with a bottle of weak sauce in

front of the Roswell Regiment.

Wouldn't it feel so good to drag him in
front of the sheriff and prove that you

were right?

It's like you know every thought in my
head.

Truthfully, your pond is a shallow swim,
but... Gee, you'd really be my hero if

you and the boys in Blue Club would go
track down Max.

Don't let him out of your sight.

And let me know when you find him.

Looking for someone?

Jesus.

All right, well, before we go all the
way to the boss, maybe I can help you

something. Yeah, where's Father Linus?
He usually bakes the cochitos.

He's down with the flu.

I was stuck with apple fritters while
he's out.

I haven't seen you around, Father.

No need for formalities.

You can just call me Dallas.

I usually work over at the res.

But Father Linus and you need to assist,
so... Oh, yeah.

Also, you want to grab a seat? I know
you didn't just come for the burnt

Oh, this isn't in anything.

Father Landis and I talk about other
stuff.

Okay.

Let's talk, then.

I'm all ears.

Yeah, um, I know that a big thing with
recovery is the evolution, but the

isn't great for these discoveries.

You're wondering if you should put this
evolution on hold until you're...

Life settles out a bit? Yeah, but is
that just running?

To ignore God's test is to forsake who
God wants us to be.

So if you feel like God is calling on
you to do more or be more, I think

worth a listen.

Something funny, Mance?

I'm just thinking I escaped the desert
of Afghanistan just to be killed in one

upside of Roswell.

You think I'm going to shoot you? It's
not exactly apple -picking season.

I didn't bring you here to die.

I brought you here because you asked me
for the truth about Kyle.

I think it's

time we talk.

Don't give me that look, Lucky.

I just need one more volunteer and then
I can break through that troublesome

woman's mind.

No, I don't need your luck today, boy.

This time I'll make my own.

I don't know what I hit.

Well, yeah, he was bumped into a little
bit of fate.

Got everything you need to make things
right.

Tow truck's coming, old -timer.

What brings you out here, Pete?

When you missed shifts, we got worried.

Turned your cruiser's transponder on and
figured I'd make sure my body was A

-OK.

But that's a sheriff And if I'm being
honest Evan he's a bit mad you haven't

answered any of your radio calls in the
last 18 hours

Well

my little boy in blue found Jones time
to keep one another from getting killed

Should be a hell of a fundraiser

So did you do this to him or not?

If I wanted either of you dead, you
would be. So you can keep accusing me of

things, or you can let me tell you what
happened two nights ago.

Go for it.

As you know, Kyle triggered the SOS from
his father's radio.

I tracked the origin of the signal to a
home owned by Max Evans.

I found three men in alien masks
transferring items from a hole in the

into their car.

Is that where you got the cut, trying to
stop them?

No! I had a choice.

Try to follow them as they fled, or find
my nephew.

All right, let's just say that this is
all on the level.

Why wouldn't you tell me this last
night? I couldn't discuss it in deep

I was afraid the integrity of what we do
there had been compromised.

Kyle was injected with a drug so complex
only a handful of people could have

fabricated it. I had to shore up that my
fears were just that. What I don't get

is why you think that somebody from your
organization would target Kyle or

Maria.

All I can think of is it has to do with
Max Evans.

Why would someone target Max?

You need me to say it out loud?

Fine. The events of the other night had
to do with aliens.

I think it's time we talk about the
Lockhart machine.

and how it ties back to the events
unfolding since the UFO crash of 47.

Questions.

Sheriff is questioning him.

A little heat from the fuzz should make
it harder for him to commit any murders

and give him no excuse to refuse our
ploy.

I'm impressed.

Let's clink whiskeys once we have
consciously uncoupled my family from the

walking body center.

Agreed. You're going to have to tempt
your nurse if we want to sell this.

I know. I know.

I can't stop thinking about how it felt
to be trapped in a dark prison when Noah

was using me.

And thinking about Max going through
that has just been hard.

It's... I never failed the science.

As soon as we give this to Joan, we'll
get our Max back, okay?

Did you just say our Max?

Is it possible that you still hold a
candle for my idiot brother?

Sorry.

I know this is not the time, and maybe
you don't know how you feel.

For the record, Max held a Liz Ortego
torch all of last year.

Yeah, he was dying from a failing heart,
but he was dying of a broken heart.

Here we go.

You make a wrong turn somewhere?

No, I want to help take down the ducker
who put Marie in a coma.

Points for Pep, but you should go keep
an eye on Pancake Poppy.

Okay, remind me, who is the one who
figured out that Jones was in Max's

Ultrasonic hearing makes you a dolphin,
not an asset.

Swim along, Flipper.

You did that on purpose.

Can you seriously not hear that? It's
like a wind chime is drunk

finding a xylophone.

You don't just hear things.

Your ears are detecting subatomic
vibrational frequencies.

All matter in the universe emits
signature sound wavelengths.

Rocks. Uh, uh, wind, fire, plants, even
people.

Wait, is that how I was able to find
Maria in her memory?

Neuronal activity produces brain waves
oscillating at a high beta frequency.

Your noggin picked up on those. That's
how you found her. But I wonder, can you

detect resting frequency gradients?

I used to get high -end features during
physics. Can you explain that last part

to me?

We're looking for a sword made of alien
glass.

First, we need to train you on how to
find it.

How are you going to do that?

Let's play hide -and -seek.

Okay, this would be a hell of a lot
easier if you weren't staring at me.

Why does it matter?

Your eyes are closed.

Okay, yeah.

Okay.

Ugh, this is too much noise to make
anything out. This is the same problem I

having when I was trying to locate
Maria. Can you just, I don't know, tap

glass so that I know I'm headed in the
right direction?

Yeah, sure.

Maybe Jones won't mind doing the same
with the sword. Look, dude, I am trying.

Okay, so maybe a little less stage mom
and a little more Miyagi.

First time I moved something with my
mind, I turned a foul ball into a home

It changed my world, but it took what
felt like forever for me to be able to

it again.

So you're telling me that you cheated
and you won't even let me know if I'm

getting warmer?

The point is I didn't give up.

You live and breathe music, right?

Think about it like a song.

Forget the track as a whole.

Focus on the individual elements.

Separate the bass, drums, keys, guitar.

Break it down bit by bit.

Find what you need.

Okay, here.

Lucy's closet.

Fireplace.

Wind chime.

The buzz of a light bulb.

And... There you go.

What's next?

Tag? Heads up, seven up.

Now we're going to use your alien ears
to fight Jones.

All right.

See the not -so -obvious lob rows are
eyeing you.

It's frustrating.

I answered all their questions before
about the break -in. Somehow I'm on the

hot seat again.

Well, at least we have some promising
news with the handprint on Maria's head.

I mean, I wouldn't call the Nobel team
just yet, but... It depends.

What'd you find out?

That your DNA fused to Maria's through
the handprint. I think that's how the

psychic connection works. It's like a
virus using a host cell RNA to live.

Is it replicating, too?

I don't know.

Waiting for centrifuged spins and
cultures to grow, you know.

Then what can I do to help Maria?

Right now, nothing.

I hit a dead end.

I'm sort of in a forest through the
trees mode, you know.

Well, Gregory Mains is throwing a
fundraiser for Maria.

Could be a good way to help and blow off
some steam and break through that

science block.

Go with me?

Please. I could really use some
forgetting time.

Anything for DeLuca.

Couldn't agree more.

I'm just so pleased to see such a big
crowd for Maria DeLuca.

To some, she's a philosopher,

to some, a psychic, and...

some she's family so i wanted to help
her get well so i could tell her that

makes the best damn tequila sunrise i've
ever tasted and has the best damn smile

i've ever seen while making one so in
the spirit of maria's constant hot boy

love for music we're going to do a live
jukebox uh 10 bucks a song and i'm going

to kick it off with a deluca favorite
all right take a bite

All right, I'll get us some drinks.

Is it Luca Deckeri or Maria Rita?

Maria Rita.

Surprise me.

I'll be right back.

Why is Rosa here?

I don't want her anywhere near Jones,
okay? She already had to deal with...

Noah? Yeah, I'm aware.

I'm sorry.

I know this has got to be triggering.

It's fine.

Thank you.

Just...

We need to weaken Jones before you
decide to revisit the crazy urge to poke

science bear with him again. I could
have just stopped trying to find a way

help Maria. He'd know.

Even if you were right, your probing is
probably going to clue him into the fact

that we are on to him. You're right.
This isn't debate time. It is state of

plan time.

Shh.

Okay.

Hey.

Tell me you got something.

Yeah, confused.

Do you think you could take you to
vanilla somewhere a little quieter?

There's a lot of noise with everybody
here. I know.

It's not ideal today, but I need you to
strip away all the sound.

I just don't understand why I have to
hear him. I thought we were looking for

alien glass sword.

I think the sword is made of a mixture
of alien glass and Jones's DNA.

We should give off a frequency that's
tuned to him.

Yeah, it's just that there's a lot of
maybes in that sentence, and I feel like

I'm the biggest one.

Yeah, okay.

Anything to help for you?

Yeah.

Come on.

Let's give it another shot.

I picked

up a signature.

It's awful. It sounds like chaos and
evil had a hate baby.

Great. Sure. Roundup is. Okay.

The Lockhart machine was found hidden at
Caulfield.

How did you get it out of a classified
military prison?

I had a spy on me inside.

My brother Jim, who smuggled it out.

Did he know what it did? No.

But he believed it was probably created
by one of the aliens.

I don't understand how the aliens could
build it in captivity.

All we know is what the Caulfield files
told us.

It was alien -built, and there seems to
be an inherent risk to working with it.

And as a result, I lost one of my own
men to its study.

Trevor Gunther.

The bootmaker that chased me through a
cornfield?

He worked in the lock -up machine?

Trevor worked in crypto -analysis for
the United Nations. I recruited him.

He soon became so obsessed with the
machine, he couldn't think of anything

I assigned him a different project, but
he returned to it obsessively.

When he couldn't work anymore, I gave
him the best medical care I could.

Bought him a farm to tend, to ease his
mind.

Eventually, Trevor lost touch with the
reasons he wanted the answers in the

first place.

Took his own life.

Let me get this straight.

You let me work on a machine that's
what?

Bleeding, radiation.

I had every intention of telling you.
But then within a day's time, you were

making discoveries that took other
people months. How many days did it take

Trevor Gunther to go from codebreaker to
axe murderer? I didn't realize what was

happening to him until it was too late.
I got my hands on the Caulfield files,

and that's when I learned what your
father had been allowing to happen

repeatedly. And you lied, just like my
father did. You allowed the ends to

justify the means. This is not what I
signed up for. Let me show you one more

thing. You don't like what you hear, you
can walk away forever.

Why are you trying to get me drunk, Liz?

Just enjoying a little forgetting time.

If I recall, you have another
inspiration that opens your mind.

Maybe you can find some while you dance
with this stubborn cowboy.

I

feel

like I'm picking up something here.

You're the alien bloodhound.

Get to sniffing.

Is Liz going to be okay at the pony by
herself?

Yeah. We grab the sword and get back.

This is near where deputy Pete and the
good old boys Brigade spotted Jones also

near where the astronomers car was found
You're up or techo

Focus pick apart the frequency

listen for the right one

Obi -Wan Junkyardy. Just chill. Alien
puberty's a bitch.

Oh, really? I didn't know that. She
needs someone to guide her through it.

not mansplaining. I think I'm helping
with the... Oh, my God. Can you guys

please shut up?

Okay, I can't hear anything over your
mindfulness.

Stay there.

Okay.

Okay. Stay cool.

Identify your surroundings.

I hear telephone lines buzzing.

Uh, coyote growling.

cars on a distant highway, and...

Sort of that way.

Before you left Roswell, I practiced
this song for

months at a time.

I wanted to surprise you on the crash
down rooftop.

Candles, flowers.

But I guess I lost my nerve.

One day, a tipsy Maria told me you were
going to do that.

I waited for the moment and it never
came.

I just assumed Rose's death put an end
to all that.

Why, after everything, do we keep
orbiting each other?

Let's get out of here.

Gregory has a big raffle planned for
Maria.

I can think of something a little better
to help her.

Maybe if you took a look at the mark
John's left on my chest, you could

something.

Still got that expensive tequila we
bought together?

Yeah, it's in the cabinet next to the
sink.

Uh, you start a fire. I will mix the
drink.

You okay?

Yeah, just... mixed feelings being back
in your house.

You know, our bottle of booze...

Wasn't the only thing I couldn't get rid
of.

I still have the microscope you use when
you stay here to do work.

You kept my swabs?

And petri dishes and culture slides.

You sure do know how to charm a girl.

Buy me my microscope. I'll finish our
drinks.

The sword is right there. It's behind
that wood paneling.

What are we waiting for? Let's get it
and go.

Don't touch it. If you don't have
Jones's DNA, it'll melt your spoon right

Which is why I came prepared.

Once I fill this bad boy with quick -dry
cement, Jones's intergalactic appendage

will be out of commission.

Liz is at Max's house with Jones.

Wait, if he's alone, that means we can
all take him down. Whoa.

Cool your jets, cowgirl. You are
skipping this rodeo. No, you can't bench

Jones is powerful and dangerous.

Okay, but you've been training, Isabel.
You beat Noah.

No, I didn't. It took three of us to
slay that monster, and Max was the one

finished him off.

But you're right. I have been training
to protect the people I love.

Noah hurt us both, and he is nothing
compared to Jones.

Trevor Gunther did this.

I thought they were the ravings of a
madman until you found the same symbol

inside the Lockhart machine.

Do you think the machine tried to put it
in his head?

I think it was trying to talk to him.

And he became obsessed with hearing what
it was trying to say.

Do you know how insane that sounds?

I mean, it's a machine.

Made by aliens.

Okay, then why don't we take it to them
to try to solve it?

You think I should tap one on the
shoulder?

Ask them to step inside the halls of a
clandestine company to... I get it.

We know that the aliens from the crash
of 47 weren't just refugees, but

resistance to a war. The alien that lit
men on fire wasn't either.

He was an enemy of both them and us.

He was never caught.

Your father wondered if there were more
like him hidden in the ranks.

My father was a paranoid xenophobe.

He was.

So what, did you pick me to...

Prove him wrong?

I picked you because I know you fell in
love with an alien.

Alex, I have no interest in who you
love, only that I assume there's a

view life differently because of it.

I understand your journey.

Undoing your father's devastating work
is important to you. I thought I could

help you accomplish that. And I thought
together we might be able to make all

the suffering worth it.

This is the Caulfield file I withheld
from you

Let

me know what you decide

I

mean you boys had a knack for making
something strong

Yeah, tasty.

My chemistry minor presents itself in
unusual ways.

Aren't you going to examine me?

Of course.

Last time we did this, you blew out my
radio.

No, the night's still young.

Plenty of time for surprises.

See anything interesting?

This microscope is too weak to see any
significant inconsistencies in your

But you did say Joan's cells are like a
virus, right? Bonded to mine somehow?

Yes, but that's at the microgenetic
level.

Human DNA only has two strands, but
aliens have a third.

Then you think this third strand has
something to do with how the connections

work.

According to my research, it seems to
act like a bonding agent.

Can the connection be cut?

I don't think Jones wants to sever his
connection with Maria.

What are you thinking Jones is after?

Ultimately, you.

Jones spoke so much about how he wants
to heal you.

I think in that truth hides a lie.

I just haven't found it yet.

But you asked if I could cut
connections.

I created enzymes that built bonds when
I rebuilt your heart.

Theoretically, I could isolate one that
has the capability to slide through

them.

What about that alien inhibitor you used
on Noah?

Would that work?

It's a good theory.

If only I had any left.

Yeah.

Yeah, that is a predicament.

I guess that just leaves me with one
question.

What's that?

Should we drink to just how clever you
are?

Or what a shame it is that your death
will give me the strength to break into

Maria's mind.

You know, I see what Max saw in you.

You are brilliant and beautiful.

But like me, you are always going to be
intrigued by something a little

dangerous.

You're right about that last part. The
antidote I dosed you with will make you

an ordinary man, and I'm going to put an
ordinary hole in you.

No, there's no way you'd hurt the man
you pretend not to care for.

Me, on the other hand...

I can hurt you.

Deputy Pete's right outside.

He will respond to shots fired.

Well, then I will jump into his feeble
mind and tell him to go park a few miles

away.

As for the ruse that y 'all tried to set
up today, even I read such

anxiety in Isabel, such...

Anger and Michael and such desperation
from you to get me to drink.

I became a tad bit suspicious.

Did you try to drug me, Elizabeth?

Now, I may look like Max, darling, but
I'm something else entirely.

I know you're in there, Max Evans. I
need you to be the stubborn cowboy that

forgoes all rationale and fights for me.

It seems your Max has a little less
fight in him than you hoped.

Well, that's not the case for me.

You seem to be down in those Roswell
rocket soldiers pretty hard.

Yeah, well, it's not exactly the blood
of Christ in your hand.

I won't tell the big guy if you don't.

How'd that, uh, that test turn out?

You know, I thought I kicked ass.

And in the end, it didn't matter.

Oh, that sucks.

Yeah.

You needed a win.

You know, God, he's...

He's interesting, like that sometimes.

He doesn't just provide you with
answers.

You gotta fight for them.

Yeah.

Worried I'm always gonna live on the
sidelines and never get to.

I, uh, could reference a pertinent verse
from the Book of Romans here, but,

um... I think the Book of Biggie might
be better.

It's on.

Sky's the limit.

I think it might have some of the
answers you're looking for.

Where are you going?

To the jukebox.

You think you can escape me?

Good night, Elizabeth.

fundraiser without making a donation be
careful it didn't work the inhibitor did

nothing how is that possible no offense
is but i'm getting a little tired of

these chats

michael

how are you able to hold that thing i'm
the

dictator's son you're his heir

Now that means you're... human.

Hello, son.

Thank you for bringing me my sword.

That's why the drug didn't work.

He's not an ordinary alien.

You're the dictator, aren't you?

Well, I'd say it's time for a coup.

You really think the little girl who was
so easily manipulated by Noah Bracken,

one of the weakest on our planet, stands
any chance against my power?

Sticks and stones.

That may have worked before, but now?

In this century, what do you say?

You're screwed.

See, this isn't just an extension of my
will. This is a reservoir for my power.

Turning three against one into an army
against three.

Really elevating to a new level of
supremacy.

Sit down.

And show some respect for your father,
son.

How many people did you kill to get that
power?

Well, start counting the stars, darling.

I'll tell you when to stop.

Isabelle!

Now, what to do with you three?

You let us go.

Your arrogance does not cover your
cracks.

You need something from me.

And if you hurt them, I will never give
it to you.

Then what makes you think I need
something from you? You went through an

lot of trouble today to get me behind a
microscope.

I couldn't resist testing what I know.

You need Max's body.

And if you're curious about severing
connections, then I think you want to be

more than just a guest inside of it.

Maybe you're not as smart as you think.

I'm as smart as you are confident.

And I'm pretty confident you figured out
that there aren't a lot of alien

scientists.

You're going to need me.

Maybe.

But I certainly don't need to keep them
alive to make you do what I say.

It's going to take more than a

spindly drug addict with a pop gun to
stop me.

Then how about the sheriff and the full
-force Roswell PD?

I called and told them the robbers were
back at Max's house, so unless you think

you can take them all out without making
the local paper, I think this is where

we part ways.

It's a shame.

Till next time.

Good job, Sal.

Can't let him get away.

Between the burning car and the cops, I
don't think we have a choice.

She's still here.

He took the pod.

You can't open your eyes?

Just for a sec.

I could really use one of those fireside
chats about now.

Damn.

First activation, March 11th, 1969.

I told you I'd be back.

Where are you taking me?

Wherever the hell I want you to go.

Oh, hey.

I mean, if you want the usual, Patricia.

What's the date?

March 11th, 1969.

This seems to be a very important date.

Now that we're here together, you're
going to show it to me.