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"Roswell, New Mexico"...

My mother said
that this necklace

protects my family from evil.

There's only one flower

in Maria's necklace.

But there are two DeLuca
women, and apparently

the flower is the key
to preventing their illness.

You guys remember that
recurring dream I used to have

about being chained up?

I was starting to think
that maybe

it was more than just
a night terror.

Maybe it's a memory

from before we came
out of the pods.

- You're my world, Louise.
- I am so sorry.

- That's her. That's my mom.
- "Thank you, Tripp."

He wasn't hunting them.

He was trying
to help them.

I know where we
need to go next.

She took a bullet
to the spine.

I-I did what I could
with what I had,

but I had to hide her.

Tripp, give them room,
they're doctors.

Your message said that you
were gonna bring two women

that would be
no trouble. This

looks like
a lot of trouble.

I must have gotten
the codes wrong.

No, don't give me
that "Manes man" nonsense.

Not here in my own home.
Her name is Louise.

I promised her friend Nora
I'd protect them.

My brother triggered an ambush
before I could get them here.

And Nora...

Wait, what does the Air Force
want them for?

They're not from
around here.

They're from...

up north.

Yíiyáh.
No, she can't stay here.

Harrison...
No.

What if your brother comes here

and finds a fugitive?
I can't put my people at risk

- for a white woman.
- Please.

You're the only person I trust.

If she doesn't make it,
it was all for nothing.

I'll have you remember
that I was the one

that saved your ass in Okinawa.

I don't owe you anything.

I'm only doing this
because you're my family.

And because I'm a damn fool.

*ROSWELL NEW MEXICO*
Season 02 Episode 10

Episode Title: "American woman"
Aired on: May 18, 2020

Shh. Don't speak.

Oh, my God.
Liz, what are you doing?

Oh, that's cold.

Your heartbeat is irregular.

You been getting
enough rest?

Have you?

I didn't hear you
come in last night.

Kind of missed you.

I worked late.

Oh, no, none of that.

Come on.
Isobel is almost here

to meet you
for your road trip.

And I would like

to have pants on.

I'm excited about
this, though.

You know Alex dug up
all that info on our bio mom.

You sure you can't come?

Got to take my dad in
for his blood tests.

I want
to check on Jenna, too.

Cannot believe she's back
in the hospital again.

Ah, she's been in
pain for weeks.

I have no leads
on the mysterious hunting van,

- and Charlie hasn't made contact.
- Hmm.

To be fair, I do hear
that phone service

is a little spotty
in flying saucers.

Okay, I get that.

You think my alien
abduction theory is bogus.

I know you're worried
that this has to do with you.

But I don't think
this is an alien thing.

Cam and I had fractal
burns on our necks.

We had no memory
of what happened.

That's alien stuff.

I just want clarity
on something.

Hello?

Do you guys
have pants on?

In conclusion, esteemed members
of the Roswell Tourism Board,

while the Pony is normally
a sanctuary for locals

during CrashCon,

I think that my plan
to turn it into

the Contact Cantina Pop-Up Bar
will be a hit with alien fans.

We're talking more money
than we first speculated,

- aren't we, now?
- You know, Mayor Bernhardt,

I forgot to tell you
about our new morning cocktail.

Ooh.
It's coffee,

vanilla cream, and
our best bourbon.

Let me get you a double.

You have to let me go.

You're just crazy!

And I'm trapped...

I thought I saw a spider.

I had a vision, but it was,
it was more like a memory.

Of a fight I had with my mom
when I was younger.

Maybe we should get
that necklace back

- from Rosa.
- It's fine.

The vision didn't even
interrupt my pitch

too badly. I just distracted
the mayor with booze.

And now... to celebrate.

Ooh.
You cannot distract me

- with sex.
- No?

I want to talk about the freaky
flashback vision. Mm-mm.

Oh, God, fine.

Oh, no talking.
I hate talking.

- Talking is the worst.
- Mm. That's my boy.

You have five seconds

to leave room for Jesus.

Good... Wow.

You know, I always assumed
Michael was a top, but...

this actually makes
a lot of sense.

What are you doing here?
Pack your bags.

We're going on a family road trip.
Oh, God.

I'm calling shotgun.

You can't call shotgun
if you don't see the car.

That's a basic rule
and you know it.

Is this why Max
wanted the day off?

In the photo of Max
and Isobel's bio mom,

there was a water tower.

Alex recognized
that water tower

from the town
where his mom grew up.

You should
come with us.

If she's coming,
I get shotgun.

You can't call until
we see the car.

Oh, it's made-up rules,
DeLuca.

Pickup order for Manes.

I hope that limp isn't
from a paintball injury.

Nope. Those, uh, bruises
have mostly healed.

I just got a
new prosthetic.

Takes a minute to get used to.

You working
on your book?

I write my book on my computer.

However, I write
my angsty emo poetry

in an angsty emo
journal.

I'm actually working
on some poetry myself.

Well, song lyrics,
technically.

It's a lot harder than
it was in high school.

Yeah, writing was easier for me
when I was a kid, too.

Feelings...
we bury 'em now.

You just got to find that thing
inside of you

that doesn't have a voice.

Lend it yours.
You know?

Listen... I have, like,
zero musical talent,

but if you need help with the
wordy part, we could, uh...

Actually, I'm leaving
tomorrow for a few days

to go talk to
some recruits.

Alex, they make you pick

the beans or what?

I thought that you
were waiting in the car.

Isobel and Maria needed a time-out
from each other.

She started it.

Hey, Forrest.

You guys off to do
some more alien research?

Uh, no, we're going
on a road trip

to the reservation
where my mom grew up.

I just took a DNA test,

turns out I'm Elizabeth Warren
percent Navajo.

Is this your girlfriend?

- Uh...
- Oh, my God.

- Gross.
- Is that how I present?

It was good to
see you, Forrest.

Yeah. You, too.

Hey, I'll be at the Pony
tonight if you're back in time.

You know, we could work
on your song

before you leave
for your recruitment.

♪ Till the sky turns blue... ♪

See you.

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I thought you might want
"hair so shiny,

it's gonna make your guy cry."

What, what are you doing here?

Oh, my dad's
in the waiting room.

We're a little early
for his appointment.

How you feeling?
Well, aside from

debilitating migraines
keeping me bedridden,

- I'm super.
- Max thinks that,

'cause of the burns,
it's maybe an alien thing.

"Max thinks."

So typical of a dude
to make my abduction

all about him.

I just believe it was
someone trying to use me

to get to Charlie.

What she's
tangled up in is bad,

but probably not aliens.

Wish I could convince Max.

Stress isn't good for him.

I'm not gonna argue with
you. I need access to this room now.

You can't take enforcement
action in a sensitive location.

Ma'am, I'm looking for potential
witnesses to human smuggling.

If you don't have a warrant,
you're not coming in this room.

This young man is a patient.

He's waiting for an X-ray.

You can't remove him
from the hospital.

Abuela, I told you,
we shouldn't have

- come here.
- Miguel,

don't say anything.
You understand?

Not a word. Mija,
I got you a coffee.

Papi, we have to go,
come on, right now.

Can I see some ID, please?

He has applied for his green
card. I'm his sponsor, okay?

This is his,
uh, G-1145 right here.

You can show that
to the court.

- No, hey-hey-hey...
- It's okay.

Call the lawyer.

No. No-no-no.
He is a diabetic.

It is illegal
to detain a patient.

Exigent circumstances.
Move.

No. Hey, this is
an unconstitutional arrest,

and the ACLU will be
all over you.

Elizabeth, we respect
the law in this family.

If you're in trouble,

who will take care
of the mouse?

Wait. Hold on.
He left his jacket.

No, hey, it's
cold out there.

He is not even wearing
a sweater.

Rules are rules,
fair and square.

And, anyway, I shouldn't
have to call shotgun, Michael,

it's my car.
I get eternal shotgun.

It wouldn't
have been so bad

if you weren't
made of elbows.

At the risk of sounding
un-PC, uh, may I propose

a peace treaty?

No.

Hey.

We can smoke the peace pipe
after the rain dance.

It's good
to see you, Alex.

Guys, this is
my brother Gregory.

- Gregory...
- High school wasn't that long ago.

- I know everyone.
- Hi.

Are you all here about

the woman
in the photo?

Uh, just Michael,
Isobel and Max.

Maria and I are going
to the trading post.

And the jewelry
is calling my name.

So... where do we start?

We start at the end.

I know there's no
service up there,

but call me
when you can.

I love you.

Okay. So the deputy
on call

says there's one detention
center in the county.

Here's the info.
He, he doesn't

have anything
left in Mexico.

No one. Nowhere to go.

You can't think
like that right now.

I think like
this always.

Rosa and I used to
recite our escape plan

for if our parents
got deported

and we got separated
in foster care.

I begged my parents

not to tell Santa
where we lived

because I was afraid
he'd ask for papers.

My whole life was built on
a fear of this day coming,

and it's here.

If I'd have kept better
track of his health,

he wouldn't need
these tests.

I should have made him
move to California.

Yeah, I thought we were safe

being outside the hundred-mile
zone, but after this election...

I should've known better.

And I should've made him
wear a sweater this morning

because it's freezing out
there. And what if he...?

Liz, stop.
Breathe, breathe. Okay?

If you don't breathe,
you're gonna work yourself

- into a panic attack. Just...
- Okay. Okay.

Think.

Is there someone
we can call?

Kyle's at a conference,
but I can have him call his mom.

Do you know anyone
with some real power?

You know, federal muscle.

Gonna have to call
my BFF Ivanka.

Yeah.

Okay.

I'm gonna get dressed.

And we're gonna go
to the detention center.

Oh, no, no, no. You do
not need to do that.

You are in pain.

You've had 28 years
of running scared.

I can handle a headache,

at least until Evans
gets back, okay?

Hey, it's me.

Liz.

I need your help.

You're still the Isobel Evans

who convinced the basketball
captain to pull four different

fire alarms to get out
of AP Gov, right?

Yeah. Legend.

Here she is.

Oh, my God.

It's covered in flowers.

It's winter.

Rumor is, they grow
year-round unattended.

She was a healer.

I-I'm told she helped
with trauma,

addiction, that
sort of thing.

All without speaking, yes.

This another grave?

Think of the child. Go. Go.

No!

She was pregnant?

Louise arrived
gravely injured.

And the baby
didn't survive.

Uh...

No.

I'll meet you back at the car.

Are you okay?
Seem a little off.

I had a vision
during a meeting this morning.

It almost cost me a deal
that could save the bar.

Maybe I should just
wear the necklace.

Go back to being a social media
guru-slash-barkeep...

slash-magical trope in
our redneck mayor's fantasy.

So, why did you really
come today?

Your ideal day off isn't
fighting for the radio dial

with Isobel Evans, so...

This is the back of my necklace.

The word stamped in the silver
says "Tsela."

The necklace is Navajo,
so I thought maybe that was

the jeweler,
but no one I've asked here

seems to know who made it.

I just want answers.

Well, there's a ton of
silver jewelry for sale here.

So why don't we just keep
looking for something

with the same stamp?

Okay?

Noah said our planet
was war-torn.

But the hell they found here
can't have been worth it.

Do you think that

Louise's baby died
from her injuries or...

you think maybe it was
never gonna survive?

What are you talking about?

I was pregnant...
when you died.

Obviously, I'm
not anymore.

I just can't help wondering
if that was my last chance.

Assuming that humans and
aliens can't procreate,

because they're
different species.

Maybe that little baby
wasn't viable.

You almost died
during the abortion, didn't you?

I could feel it.

Noah almost killed you
again, huh?

Oh, I need a minute.

Well, that went well.

Noah wasn't your only chance.

We could do
the turkey baster thing.

Whatever.

You know?

Sorry, um...

I'm gonna need you
to say more words.

If you want a kid,

I will raise the white walker,
I will play the pink guitar.

Okay, stop.

Are you telling me
that you would...

donate your alien baby gravy?

I'm saying that I want a family.

So if you want to be
a mom someday...

and you need an alien dad...

Look, I know you would rather
have a white picket fence

and a, and a golden retriever
and a husband, but you're...

You would be an
incredible father.

Have I told you lately
that I love you?

I wish you had never said
"baby gravy."

It's Ortecho. Arturo
Ortecho, he's my dad.

And he needs gliclazide
and beta-blockers.

I brought both.

We can't take contraband here,

but there is an infirmary
on-site, if he's here.

You know, out of curiosity,

did Nebane Abienwi
visit an infirmary

before he died of a brain bleed
in your custody?

What about Johana
Medina León?

She was 25 years old, okay?

People walk through those doors
and they die.

That's enough, lady.
We get it.

Who's your supervisor?

You need prior approval
before conducting enforcement

in a hospital.

There was a compliance memo.
Right, a memo,

which is just like a law,
except not.

Unless you calm down,

I'm gonna arrest you
for obstruction.

Okay, Liz,
maybe sit down.

Sir, I'm Deputy
Jenna Cameron.

And we appreciate
your interpretations

of your guidelines,

but we have an urgent
health concern

about an inmate
here, if you just

wouldn't mind
checking the system.

All right.

Manes boys are
always welcome here.

I'll fix you something to drink.

He doesn't have much time left.

Days, maybe.

His name's Harrison.

And he's the only one
Louise ever spoke to here.

He met my dad's
great-uncle

Tripp Manes fighting
in World War II.

Harry was a code talker.

Can we speak to him?

I'm sorry.
He's too far gone.

Greg, you mind taking me back
to the trading post?

I think I should check
on Alex and Maria.

And seriously...
Alex or Maria?

You sure about this?

You look like her.

Harrison.

You look different.

That was a lesson
I learned from Louise.

How to take your mind to a
better time when you're in pain.

Come on,

I haven't seen the sky
in a while.

I'll tell you about her.

Hey! What did he say?

Do you have a court case next
week for a vandalism charge?

What?

Y-Yes, but I didn't do it.

I'm just gonna plead guilty and
pay the fine. It's nothing.

They denied your dad's
green card application

because of a misdemeanor
on your record.

You can't be his sponsor.

I want to see my father!
Liz...

- We might be willing
- Liz.

To help you... if you approached
us more calmly.

And what if I approached you
more blondely?

Would that work?

Because you seem very happy
talking to my friend, vato.

- Liz...
- Jenna?

Hey! Are you okay?

I'm sorry.
It's my head.

No, no, no.
Okay.

We can get out of here.

Here. Just popped up.

Ortecho's being transferred
to El Paso

for his deportation hearing.

You can see him there
around Tuesday.

I taught Tripp the codes
in the Pacific.

That's how we set up
the rescue.

He was supposed to smuggle
Louise and Nora here,

but the plan fell apart.

Will you show us?

It isn't pretty.

You've changed.

The man I met on that ship
obeyed orders.

Guess I saw what happens
when good men fall in line

with bad orders.

I'm a Christian, Harry.

When evil itself tells me
to kill a woman with child,

I disobey.

Even if the evil looks
just like my brother.

Did you find a family for her?

Max.

Our sister survived.

There should be music
where you take her.

I think she's a dancer.

You can give her a house full
of music, Louise.

Nora wanted me
to protect you,

- so that you could protect the child.
- No.

He's coming for me,
and I can't even move.

No, when the devil comes,
I won't be able to fight for her.

The devil?

Please,
it is hard to be a woman

on your planet.
It's only

gonna be harder still for her.

Roy Bronson believed in
meeting hatred with compassion.

And I want her to be like him.

A light
in the darkness.

A little star on the ground.

I want that for
both of my girls.

Where did he take the baby?

- Can't say.
- No.

Tell us where our sister went.

She isn't your sister.

Louise rarely spoke,
but when she did,

she spoke of two daughters.

Two stars on the ground.

She had no sons.

No.

You, you aren't hers.

You came from
something else.

- Something?
- Max, just calm down.

- No, you said she barely spoke to you.
- Max, you're agitating him.

He's, like, a million years old.

Harrison, I'm sorry.
Uh, thank you.

- But I think we need to leave now.
- No, wait.

She lived for decades longer
than she should have,

trapped inside of a body
that could no longer dance,

waiting for a sign
that you would be all right.

She loved you.

Max.

It doesn't matter.

Of course it matters.

Hi.

It's caffeine.

Are they out of Reposado?

It's gonna
make you feel better.

Mm, yeah.
I asked them

- to run a new test.
- Hm.

Your headaches are
spinal headaches.

Because there was a hole torn

- into your spinal cord.
- I'm sorry, what?

Uh, my kidnappers gave me
a spinal tap?

Do you mind signing off so I can look at
your tox screen?

Yeah, of course, but, Liz,

you d... you don't have
to do this, okay?

- Your dad and...
- I need a distraction.

I can't leave
for El Paso

until tomorrow, and they're not
letting him have visitors

other than his lawyer
until Tuesday, so...

Thank you for being here.

No, you, you used your
privilege to help me.

I'm furious that
I needed it, but...

I needed it.

Any time.

You've always been different
than me and Michael, okay?

Always. You were the leader.

From the start. I mean,
You're the special one.

- You're the healer.
- I was.

Now I can't even sneeze without
my heart skipping a beat.

All my life,
no matter how weird

things got, I never felt alone.

Because I was
your twin.

Maybe I'm different.

Maybe I'm, maybe I'm a freak.

What's this really about?

I can't stop thinking about

being chained up
when I was a kid.

It didn't feel like
someone bad chained me up.

It felt like
I was the someone bad.

Max, you're not dangerous.

Saving people destroys me.

But killing Noah?

That felt good.

I was high.

And whenever I think
about what he did to you,

I want to chase that high.

I wish I could kill him
a thousand times.

Louise mentioned
the devil.

Maybe something evil
was chasing them.

And maybe that
something was me.

Okay.

I want to show you something.

You see this hand
on her shoulder there?

See, Michael thought
it was just someone

who got cropped out
of the picture, but no.

Any female would recognize
that body language.

She does not want
that hand on her.

Louise said the devil
would come.

Mm-hmm.

I think something evil
was after them,

but it wasn't you.

I want to find out
who it was.

Hey.

I just wanted to say
thank you before we go.

I also feel
like I should

congratulate you on getting out.

Of the Navy?

Of the family.

Getting out from under Dad.

You got to break free
of him, man.

- Do you feel free?
- I, uh,

don't think I get to be free
until you are, Alex.

You know, you're
my brother.

I wish that I would've
stood up for you more.

You know, I think he's actually
getting a little bit better.

It's like the stroke
melted away the psycho

in his brain or something.

If you can forgive him,
you should.

Cast off the stone.

Let me hate him for you.

I owe you that much.

You know, they say the drive
from here to Roswell

isn't that bad.

Good to know.

Liz.

Hey, um, yeah, I'm sorry.

I'm just gonna go change, okay?
Mm-hmm.

I should fire
you. I'm gone one day,

and already you're showing up
late for your shift?

Papi.

How did you...?

You called me.

Hey, Elizabeth.

Diego.

Great. Another
ostentatious belt buckle.

You know, despite it all,
you really are

still my idiot brother.

I'll always be
your idiot brother.

You guys have any luck?

We had some luck.

I don't know if it was
good luck, but it was luck.

- You?
- We scoured

this store for jewelry that
said "Tsela" on it, but nada.

Although I did manage to
spend an entire week's worth

of tips anyway.

Tsela?

Yeah. It was printed

on the back
of my grandmother's necklace.

I thought I might find
some answers here.

Well, apparently,
um, it is Navajo

for "star on the ground."

So, you guys
ready to go?

"Star on the ground"?

Maria?

What year was
your grandmother born?

Uh, '48, I think.

Was she adopted?

Yeah.

Oh, my God.

Your grandmother...

was my sister.

That actually explains a lot.

Dad's chocolate caliente.

The booze is relative
to his gratitude,

so proceed with caution.

Diego, I never would
have reached out

if it weren't an emergency.

Thank your mom for me.

The senator was more than happy
to call in a favor.

She's always liked you.

I like her, too.

We need more people like her.

Look, we got lucky
your dad got out at all,

much less
without an ankle monitor.

And you pissed a few people off
back there,

so it's not likely
that this is the end for you.

Who's your lawyer?

Or should I make
some calls?

No. You've done enough.

After what I did,
I can't even believe

you listened to my voice mail.

It's okay.

How did you get here so fast?

I was at the airport in Phoenix

when you called.

Just had to reroute real fast.

And how have you been?

Well, my fiancée left me.

I'm kidding.

I'm kidding.
No, I'm seeing someone.

It's getting pretty serious,

- so...
- Good.

Yeah.

Me, too.

Good.

We can be friends.

- Yes.
- Yeah.

And don't take this
the wrong way...

- Mm-hmm.
- Please tell me you're not

wasting that
incredible brain of yours

writing alien
hamburger puns.

I am working on a few projects.

Nothing I can talk
about, but...

I'm not wasting anything.

Well,

all the coolest studies
make you sign NDAs, anyway,

so...

You know what?

There actually is something.

Okay.

Do you know what butyricol is?

Worth a shot.
It's this chemical I found

in my friend's tox screen.

I have never
heard of it.

Maybe you're slacking, Ortecho.

I am sorry,
it has only been a year.

Did you literally forget
everything about me?

Liz?

Max.

You got my calls.

Where are they holding him?

He's back. He's safe.

It's okay, Max.

I am so sorry.

Hi.

Diego, this is Max,
my boyfriend.

Max, this is...

The ex-fiancé.

It's nice to meet you.

It's me, Guerin.

We're closed.

Hey, that alien console piece
that Jim Valenti left me.

- Mm-hmm?
- You still have it?

No. I sold it on eBay.

Funny.

You didn't attach it
to your console.

I tried.

Doesn't fit.

So, Tripp left this for
my dad before he died.

My dad thought it
was a code, but this

is a reference sketch
of this exact piece.

My dad's been looking
for this thing for 30 years,

and Jim Valenti
had it all along.

What are you gonna do with it?
I'm gonna give it to him.

I want to see what he does
with it once he's got it.

Look, if it didn't
fit in your console,

then it fits somewhere else.

My dad could lead us there.

Your dad hunts aliens, Alex.

He'll lead my family
right off a cliff.

I've protected you so far.
That's not changing.

Besides,
he's-he's different

these days.

You have to be kidding me.

I don't trust him,
Guerin. I just...

I'm asking you
to trust me.

When we were kids,
you believed people were good,

despite humanity
doing everything

to prove you otherwise.

And, God, I loved you for it.

But what was charming
when we were 17,

it's just, it's just stupid now.

How do you not see that?

You believe there's
some good in your father?

- Yeah. Yeah, I do.
- Mm.

God forbid I have faith
in people

who don't give me
a good reason to.

That's not fair.

- No?
- No.

Why is your hand covered?

You miss your injury

because you want to hurt.

Your anger made you
feel safe.

I will always hate my father

for what he
did to you,

but I-I don't
want to live

in that toolshed
for the rest of my life.

I don't want to walk
around thinking

that people
don't change,

that one day everyone's
just gonna let me down,

'cause I am not building

a damn rocket ship
in a hidden lair.

There's one way

for me off of this planet.

And I need to believe
in a reason to stay.

I promise I'll keep you safe.

Can't let you leave with that.

What are you
gonna do?

Fight me for it?

Good night, Michael.

You want one?

Ugh, I'm okay. I'm so tired.

One sip and I'd be done.

I'm sorry
I wasn't there today.

You're here now.

I guess when your boyfriend's
dead for a few months,

you figure out how to manage
the worst days on your own.

I've always been able
to manage on my own.

Talk to me.
I know your day was hard, too.

Oh, no. Not compared to yours.

- I'm fine.
- Really?

'Cause, no judgment,
but you just killed, like,

four fingers of bourbon
in a minute.

You know, you never told me
why your parents immigrated here

in the first place.

My dad wanted a family,

but not in Juárez.

There was no opportunity,
no money.

Women were disappearing
there all the time.

He didn't want my mom
to be one of them.

So we fled.

You're wondering
why your family came here.

If I even had a family.

I mean, I know so little
about my own story.

And the, the parts
that I thought I understood

are just unraveling.

Max.

Family is the one area
where I am certain

biology does not matter.

Look, when I found out that
Rosa was only my half sister,

that didn't
change anything.

- This is different.
- It's not...

There are only three of us on
this planet, as far as we know.

I mean,
feeling disconnected from them

makes me feel completely alone.

Completely alone?

I'm right here.

When you needed
a, a rescue today,

your Mensa society, old money

son of a senator
ex was there

to answer your prayers.

I couldn't even answer a call.

- You didn't need me.
- Oh, my God. Okay, so...

Would you prefer
that I did need you?

Would you prefer to come home

to find me crying
into my dad's windbreaker

so that you can swoop
me up and drive me

to El Paso
for his deportation hearing

- in the morning?
- That's not fair.

You wanted me
to talk about today.

Yes, okay.

I'm sorry.

I want you to feel better.

Well, you think maybe
you could go back in time

and not meet someone
as handsome as Diego?

Seriously.
He's like if someone

mixed a-a cologne ad
with a Kennedy.

It's ridiculous. I will never
feel adequate again.

Mm, you're wrong.

Max, let me
be clear.

You are objectively better
in bed.

Hey, that helps.
That, th... You win.

And I never woke up
on a Sunday morning to him

singing Hank Williams
in the shower.

Poorly.
He never snuck, uh,

unreasonable tips

into my dad's checks...
or quoted Henry IV.

Coming home to you,

at the end of my worst days...

and my best days...

...is the only rescue I need.

She looks

so determined.

Yeah.

Neither of us would be here
if she hadn't been.

You know, she was
paralyzed and alone

for 50 years, and she still
managed to use her powers

to help ease
troubled minds.

You know how
hard that is?

To take on someone
else's suffering?

I mean, it doesn't
just disappear.

She would have been
carrying all of that.

She suffered so much loss.

I don't know how to
be worth it.

Nope. It's weird.

- Agreed.
- Yeah.

You know, DeLuca,

I think we have been suffering

from a nasty case
of sibling rivalry.

Well, you do make me suffer.

- Isobel...
- Speaking of suffering.

Mind giving us a minute?

I will leave, on the condition

that you are not
about to propose

to my great-great-grandniece.

The branches of this family tree
are twisted enough.

Hey.

Here.

Open it.

I don't understand.

The beads are made with pollen
from the alien flower.

I found another plant
growing at Louise's grave.

Okay, my working theory

is that they grow
from alien remains.

There's this UFO lore
about that Libyan desert

where the flowers have
been discovered before.

You don't have to wear it
if you don't want to.

I know better
than to think

I can save Maria DeLuca.

I hope you decide
you can save yourself.

I thought that was gonna be
a much harder sell.

A lot of people have made
sacrifices so I could be here.

I don't want to waste them.

♪ The world is a vampire ♪

♪ Sent to drain ♪

♪ Secret destroyers ♪

♪ Hold you up to the flame ♪

♪ And what do I get ♪

♪ For my pain? ♪

♪ Betrayed desire ♪

♪ And a piece of the game ♪

♪ Despite all my rage ♪

♪ I am still just a rat... ♪

- Diego?
- I made a call, about that toxin

in your friend's system,
butyricol.

It's a drug.

It's-it's a memory eraser.

It was developed
by a private organization

and purchased by the military
for weaponization.

There's no approved application

outside of violent combat.

♪ Only son, for you ♪

♪ For you ♪

♪ Tell me I'm the only one ♪

♪ Tell me there's no other one ♪

♪ Tell me I'm the only one ♪

♪ For you ♪

♪ For you, for you, for you ♪

♪ Despite all my rage ♪

♪ I am still just
a rat in a cage ♪

♪ Despite all my rage ♪

♪ I am still just
a rat in a cage. ♪

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