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Roswell, New Mexico...

Since we've started with
the first serum treatment,

- the degeneration has slowed.
- You and Liz cured me.

I promised myself that I would

never do this to someone
that I loved.

Please, step away
from this story.

It is beautiful what

you've set in motion,
Tezca.

Are you certain this is
the best course to take?

Absolutely.

When an unexplained event

happens in a town known for
mysterious sci-fi occurrences,

my helicopter lands
the next morning.

So you're here
to offer me a job?

I see this more as a partnership

between two very
inquisitive minds.

Looks like
our bank robbers

have a sense
of humor.

- So what's so special about this vault?
- 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.

So what was wrong
with Astro Shack?

Was it the grease
or the cheese or...?

Humanity's self-indulgence
is a sickness.

It led us astray.

Onion rings led us astray?

Well, everything
leads you astray.

This isn't a...
What do they call it here?

A-A vacation.

Yeah, clearly not,
because a vacation

usually involves
cocktails and food...

Enough!

We stay the course,

follow Tezca's lead.

We're not here
for fun, remember?

We have important work to do.

Dinner's ready.

Eight ball.

Corner pocket.

Oh!

Ah. Thought I'd
catch you slipping

with those, uh,
move-in willies,

now look at me,
all doubting Thomas.

Yeah, my Running Man days
are over.

Alex may be out chasing
weather balloons,

but my bags are unpacked.

That's a start.Yeah.

And you're the one
who talked me off that ledge,

so your words of wisdom
worked against you.

Well, I didn't realize

I was playing against
an evolved Guerin.

What do you know?

Huh.

That's the old Michael.

Drinking feelings,
not embracing them.

I think you got another soul
to save, huh, preacher?

You know what, actually,
uh, I got to bounce, but, um...

- Mm-hmm...
- maybe you can take some of this

new found sage wisdom,

pay it forward.

"Bar stool" by Gary Jules
playing over speakers...

Good game, Guerin.

♪ Old man on a bar stool

♪ Watching TV

♪ He got up and came over

♪ To sit closer to me...

You know, I've always
found talking

to be a lot more helpful
than drinking.

♪ But when we're your age...

Okay, binge drinking.

I am conducting
a taste test,

and I prefer to do it
alone, thank you.

Well, if you tell me
what you're drinking here,

I'll leave you
to your wallowing.

I'm not wallowing.

You are.

I'm kind of
an expert.

Fine.

This one,

it's sweet, but also sour,

- kind of like bad decisions.
- Mm.

Tequila.

This one tastes like sunshine.

Which...

...I think you could
use a little more of.

Wow. You can really play.

Taught myself.

We have been together
for quite some time.

She helped me find
my place in life.

I wish I had a friend like that.

Can't really beat
the real thing, right?

You can when everyone
you know is terrible.

♪ There's an old man...

I used to retreat
to an empty junkyard

when I felt
that way.

Playing music always
helped me escape the world.

I wish I had music growing up.

You didn't have music?

Oh, you're from one of those
Footloose-type towns?

What's Footloose?

Kevin Bacon.

Is that like a,

like a breakfast food
or something?

Sorry, um...

I didn't get your name.

I should, I should go.

We-we just started talking.

Been told I do too much of that.

Ah, so sheriffs
don't neglect the basics.

I was trying to

curve the bullets
away from the cans.

- Oh.
- It's been a minute since I worked out

my abilities, and I'm just
trying to knock off the rust,

but it's not working.

Well, let's see where
your skills are at.

All right.

Was that
on purpose?

'Cause, well, that's
gonna cost you, Evans.

No. Damn it.

It's not just rust.

Jones is haunting us
from the grave,

there's two aliens
terrorizing Roswell right now,

and a third
who's God knows where.

I got no leads

and shaky hands.

That is why
I am here.

We found the Bobbsey Twins'
getaway car.

I figured out who owns

that stolen safety-deposit box
in Las Cruces.

It was my grandma's?

If it was
Patricia's,

can you trigger a vision
and figure out what was stolen?

Yeah, I can try.

My visions have been
a little unreliable lately.

Really? I feel like your
visions have been on point.

Great. Cam also
found us another lead.

Bonnie and Clyde's
Monte Carlo.

She got a sample before
forensics took it over

and found some dirt
in their tires.

Thought maybe
you could analyze it.

Yes!

Oh, not with my GED
Bunsen burners.

Eduardo could probably
help with that.

Okay. There's also this symbol

that Graham's
pleading the Fifth on.

Sigil. Sigil, symbol, whatever it is,

I know it's important
because Anatsa saw Bonnie

with Graham at the, uh,
space dork expo.

At Galactic Gulch.

- Right?
- Yeah.

Don't worry, Max,
I handled Anatsa.

You know, I actually think
I can get Graham to talk

without the
FBI agent.

No offense, Cam,
but you're not exactly

fluent in,
uh, in "space dork."

No, none taken,
Preacherman.

- Go for it.
- All right.

Hopefully, one of these
leads pans out,

and then we can finally get
this Dark Triad behind bars.

We're gonna lock them up?

Won't that just cement them
as the enemy?

They are the enemy.

I don't know if they are.

I ran into Bonnie at the Pony.

She kind of reminds me
of... me.

And why didn't you tell me?

Well, she bolted immediately.

I'm just saying,
I think she's more lost soul

than evil dictator.

Maybe I can
go undercover.

I can become her friend.

Absolutely not.

No offense, Guerin,
but this isn't a game.

You have no experience,
and I'm not letting these two

roam around Roswell
while you play 21 Jump Street.

Okay, my bad.

I thought we were
talking it out.

We did.

Back up Dallas
while he deals with Graham.

Okay?

Hey.

You okay?

Yeah.

Don't worry, I will keep
Harriet the Spy

away from the alien hunt.

Hey, let me, uh,

support that.

VIP tickets
to a wine tasting

at Milky Wine Galaxy?

A little sheriff's perk.

You know, I've always felt
that nepotism is underrated.

Thank you.

Eduardo, thank you.

This machine
is my favorite thing.

It tests for everything:
EC, PH, PO4-P.

I'm about to ask it
to do my taxes.

Hey, thanks
for the, uh,

Level E clearance, Valenti.

Ah, de nada, Sheriff.

Please tell me
you got something.

Me and this machine
are tight now,

so we should have
an answer soon.

You okay?

Yeah.

Yeah, I just need
one of these leads to pan out.

It's ready.

Okay.

All right, well, the alien
plasma matches the balloons,

but that's to be expected
since the samples we took

were from
their car wheels.

Usual levels of bacteria

and fungi,
EC is normal.

Huh...

High levels of
petroleum hydrocarbon.

Ooh, wait,
I know that one.

Well, hello, Bill Nye.

- That's the result of oil extraction, right?
- Mm-hmm.

Roswell Oil & Gas had to
shut down a bunch of derricks.

They've just been
gathering dust.

Looks like we're swapping
lattes for Texas tea.

- So much for collecting dust.
- Hey.

What is your business here?

Sheriff Evans,
Chaves County.

We're looking for
downed weather balloons.

This is my consultant...

Liz Ortecho.

- Sheriff.
- Welcome.Ma'am.

Pete's sake, Hank,
this isn't the Pentagon.

Okay? I'm fine.

Shivani.
Yeah?

What are you doing here?

I bought this place out.

Why would you buy this place?
It's derelict.

Her company delves
into scientific anomalies

to stay
cutting edge.

They were in town to take
a look at the St. Elmo's fire.

She must've
tapped into something.

Making whatever evidence
we might find

about to disappear into the
hands of a private tech company.

Okay, but maybe not, all right?
I have a relationship with her.

You know, I c...
I could go in there.

I could suss it out
and then slip away

and take off
after whatever we need.

Okay?

Okay.

If you need backup,
call me, okay?

Yes.

All right.

Hey.

Missed you
at Max's earlier.

Well, I do still have a day job.

Are you sure it doesn't
have anything to do

with a certain
blonde alien

with a mean
left hook?

Actually, I have a date.

- Oh.
- You need something?

Yeah, I, uh, just wanted to talk
to you about some side effects.

Something wrong?

I can call Liz.
I'm sure she'll drop everything.

We can do a full workup and
make sure that everything is...

Oh, no, thank you, that's
exactly what I don't want.

I'm just feeling a little...

sore, achy.

Okay.

Um... Let me
give you something.

Let's see...

Yeah, here we go.
Okay, uh...

So take two of these
and drink plenty of water.

Great. All right.

Thanks, doc.

Our government's priority
is to suppress the truth.

For the record,
this is gonna be pointless.

Watch and learn.

So you'll forgive my reticence
to meet with you

given your friend at the FBI.

No, I get it, I get it. Fair.

But, I mean,
it ain't a bad thing

to have an in at the FBI for,
you know, believers like us.

- Mm-hmm.
- I mean, for all we know,

the feds are behind
the conception

of some of the more outlandish
conspiracy theories.

Yes. That way, anyone
questioning the official story

seems like a, you know,
paranoid wack job

by association.
Yeah, exactly.

Like, one secret about, uh,

bio government weapon
gone wrong gets out, right?

Suddenly that becomes
a lunatic on Reddit

talking about an army
of lizard people. Come on.

It's all calculated.Yeah.

You know, they have, uh,

secret underground bases
all over the world...

All over the world... tracking this stuff.

- Don't even get me started on the...
- Denver Airport.

Glad you made
a geek buddy, but...

Just winding up for the pitch.

Hey, I, um,

I think...

I might have something
that you might be interested in.

You know, as a fellow believer.

What are you... Are you insane?

I seem to recall you agreeing

to no backseat driving, Guerin.

Wow.

That's clearly a fake.

Oh. All right.
So you're the, uh, expert?

Ah, insulting him. That'll help.

Just seconds away from
the two of us becoming boys.

Um...

That sigil...

in your newspaper, come on,

obviously clip art.

"Trusted government
source," my ass.

You're right about one thing.

It wasn't a government source.

Come on.

All right, all right.

Between you, me,
and us Ewoks, that source

was my great-grandpa.

Yup. Old Gareth

was a bank security guard
back then.

He saw that sigil

on a case that was put
in a-a safety-deposit box.

He didn't see what was in it,
but swears

the case glowed.

And he worked at the bank

on West Pecos Bank and Trust
that got robbed?

That's the
best part.

It was a different branch.

My gut tells me
whatever

was in that box was alien.Hmm.

Who knows, it could still
be there to this very day.

Okay, if Bonnie mind controlled
that out of Graham,

it's only a matter of time
before they hit up that bank.Yup.

And Max will just intercept them

and throw them in Jones's cage.

All right, I take it

you still think that's
the wrong way to go.

One thousand percent.

Okay, well, then
stick up for yourself.
No.

There's no point.

I am the screw up.
Max is the cop.

Yeah, Max is a cop,

but he's not the one
with the inside information.

All right? You talked
to Bonnie, not Max.

And if she is teetering
on the edge,

I'd be you're the one that can

tip her back to our side.

Look, I'm with you.

Locking her up,
it's only gonna radicalize her.

♪ Ooh, the wheel in the sky

♪ Keeps on turning

♪ I don't know...

Swig long and
prosper, indeed.

Oh, God.

You hate it,
don't you?

No. No, no, no, no.
Let's go.

We can do
something else.
I love it.

And I'm secretly
a fan of Moscato.

Wow.

Though it looks
like Kyle's

a fan of the reds.

What is he doing here?

You know what?

Why don't we break
Starfleet's prime directive

and go mingle

with an unknown civilization?

Hm?
Hm.

It's got a funny name,
but this Pinot isn't half bad.

Well...

I, for one, think Pinot Picard
is a great name,

and I'm happy to be here
sipping it with you.

Resistance
is futile.

Hand over your
wine glasses.

Isobel.
Hi.

Hi.

And Anatsa.

Funny seeing you both here.

Hi.

♪ Wheel in the sky
keeps on turning ♪

Oh. This is Kira.

Kira, this is Isobel

- and her girlfriend, Anatsa.
- Hi.

Nice to meet y'all.

You know what? Uh, gosh,

we would love to stay,
but Kira and I were

just headed to the VIP section,

- so it was really good to see you.
- No way,

so are we.

Should we double date?

So what are you all doing here?

Is this an environmental
mission or...?

- Director.
- Hmm?

You know, uh,
if you're busy, I can wait.

I'll go search
for those weather balloons.

Hey, everyone,

early lunch.

I know why you're here, Liz.

Yeah, for the weather balloons

that were crushed
by the St. Elmo's fire.

Oh, come on, St. Elmo's fire?
Let's talk locusts.

Nothing on this earth can
explain what happened to them.

You know what I think?

I don't.

I think something alien
brought you back to Roswell.

Want to just skip the part
where you deny all of this,

and I can just
tell you why I'm right?

What brought me
to Roswell

was the very same thing that
drew Allie and me to Car eyes.

We found something
not of this planet.

Something that possessed
unique healing properties.

Healing properties?
Mm-hmm.

Is there someone personal
you needed to help?

Our daughter was in
desperate need of help.

And this was the first
glimmer of hope

that we'd seen in a long time.

I'm sorry.

Was Allie able to help her?

I haven't seen her in months,

but I know she's
still working on it.

So I have

both her research
and my-my best

and brightest,
my people working on it,

and they are making
great strides.

But, you know, the point
that matters to you...

I'm already versed
in alien science.

So you have
a choice to make:

Let me help you,

or keep pretending there's
no elephant at the oil field.

Taking the uncomfortable path
is never easy.

The sample that brought me here

had chemical markers
similar to the anomalies

of the St. Elmo's fire.

That's what I got,

and I don't know
where to start.

Well, you're in luck

because I have got
the autoclaves

and the centrifuges
and the jurisdiction.

So you just share that
incredible mind of yours,

throw in a couple
of milkshakes...

My people will find
what you're looking for.

Okay, come on, come on.

Ah.

Whew, come on, come on,
come on, come on.

Come on.

Show me what Patricia hid.

God, I'm an idiot.

Oh...

So close.

What's going on with you?

I did something stupid, okay?

Sure, well, when it's not wine,
painting really relaxes me.

I taught myself.

Wow.
That's impressive.

You know, I love
going to galleries.

Oh.

Our flights are up. Kira,

- what do you say we go grab them?
- Sure.

Okay.

I love going to galleries.

You're blowing it, Valenti.

You're supposed to
keep it on her.

Ask to see
her paintings sometime.

Okay, you're giving me
dating tips

while I'm on the date?

You're welcome.
Hat's so cool.

Reporters are
so intrepid.

I've been that way
since I was a little girl.

I read Superman

'cause I was
into Lois Lane.

That actually
explains a lot.

Not like that.

Really?

Okay, maybe a little
like that.

Like a little
bit like that? I don't know.

I just loved that
she was this reporter

that never gave up
on the truth.

But enough
about my gig,

what about yours?

Not as exciting as journalism.

I work at an insurance company,

but there's a little bit
of buzz right now

because the case
that I'm working on

is one of the banks
that got robbed.

Really?
I'm doing a story on that.

Any theories
on their motivations?

You know, baby, let's not, uh,
mix business with pleasure, hm?

Yeah, yeah, I'm sure, uh,
Kira would rather not.

Are you kidding me?

Nobody ever asks about my job.
Bring it.

Adrenaline shots

when you're not having
an allergic reaction is...

Yeah, I know, I know.

I've been losing my powers.

I thought it would
trigger a vision,

but it didn't.

And I'm assuming
nobody can know.

Especially not Liz.

She finally got her life

in a place where
she likes it, and I...

I can't mess that up for her.

If she found out,
she would feel guilty.

She would just dive right in.

Okay, so you'd rather steal
adrenaline and lie to Max?

Nobody can know,
okay? You can't tell anybody.

Okay.

All right, look, this won't be

the first secret
I've had to keep.

With everything going on,

I have felt useless
without my powers.

Hey, look, you may have
lost your visions,

but you haven't lost your mind.

Where-where did your
grandmother keep her stuff?

Anything she had
she would've left with my mom,

and we kept a bunch of junk

in storage here.

Okay. I mean, that...

sounds like a good place
to start.

Yeah.

Hey.

Your timing
is perfect, actually.

I just got off the phone
with Dallas.

He made headway with Graham.

Our Graham? The one and only.

I guess every conspiracy
theorist has their day.

Yeah, apparently.

Any, uh, anything else
from the oil field?

Not yet,

but I was thinking
about your plan

to get our latest
Sky-guests behind bars.

Why not try Michael's way?

I mean...

Look, I appreciate you
hearing him out, but, you know,

Michael's not a cop,
he's just a guy...

Who's got a good plan
that has, uh,

some risk, but if it worked out,

could be a game changer.

I know you see
the value

in his idea.

And it's not ego, so...

what is it?

When you untethered me
from Jones,

something happened.

My...

abilities changed.

You didn't
tell me that.

Yeah, well,

I couldn't quite
put my finger on how.

You know, but something
has definitely shifted.

It's like, it's like they've...
multiplied.

How much?

I don't know.

I really don't know,
but Jones told me that

I had only scratched
the surface...

of my potential. I mean...

the reason I want
this triad behind bars

is because, uh,
if they back me into a corner,

and I'm forced to use my powers,

I'm afraid of what I could do.

You feel like a bull
in a china shop.

I feel like the Hulk
in a china shop.

Okay.

Then let's figure out a way

to do this
without using your powers.

Max.

We cannot avoid the better plan
just because it has risks.

Let's call Michael.

You know...

I think I know a way we can use
the bank to our advantage.

So all this was here
when you took over, right?

Yes. My mom's
filing system

leaves much
to be desired, hmm?

Okay, so we're assuming
that a clue was

unknowingly
stored away.

What if it's the opposite?

You mean, known

then hidden?

Yeah, maybe.

You search the table.
I'll look over here.

All right.

Oh.

I found something.

Two safety-deposit box keys.

They're from
two different branches

of West Pecos Bank and Trust.

Usually, when my
insurance company

works a bank robbery
like this,

it's pretty open and shut,
but the security footage...

Well,

I shouldn't say.

Try the Mos Eisley
Moscato.Babe.

Maybe I shouldn't.

My sister says I get
too chatty when I drink.

Well, you know, we could trade
the sangria for singing.

Weren't you
craving Karaoke?

Yes. Yes, yes, yes.

Maybe just one more glass.

And when you're among friends,

sharing is caring.

To friendship.

So about that
security footage...

Babe, you know what, I'm sure
that it wouldn't be professional

for Kira to divulge
speculation like that.

Oh, I would never speculate
about something like this.

To professionalism.

Don't worry.

I can fix this. Babe, come on.

What do you say we go dance,
hmm? I want to move.

Sorry. Can we please
do it later?

You know that saying,
"The truth is out there"?

Tonight,
it's in there.

Now you wet my appetite.

What is so intriguing
about the security footage?

Well, legally,
I'm not allowed to snow...

I mean,

show you.

Being risk adverse,
you probably shouldn't...

But it looks doctored,
which means there's a loophole.

Okay.

See the money blowing around?

But then look at the balloons.

- Nothing.
- Ah, you're right.

There's no wind.
That is definitely doctored.

No, but check out the light.

You can't fake
shadows like that.

I actually think it's legit.

Wait, roll that back.

Is that Max?

Moment of your time, sir? Yup.

We're looking for box 1407.

There.

- Lokk at that...
- Gas.

Remember,
two minutes

until the alien inhibitor
takes full effect.

Right. Got to stall them.

Yeah.

There's nothing here.
There's only this.

The more Clyde talks...

The slower he moves those
tumblers and opens the vault.

You outran me before,

but I'm guessing tonight

you're sensing something
different in the air.

Ah, Sheriff Clone.

Just smells like your air

of foolishness, if you ask me.

Says the fool locked
in a bank vault.

You've spent your whole life

locking away
your truth, Officer.

I'll be out in seconds.

It must be disappointing

to go through all that trouble
to break into a bank,

but then find nothing
but me waiting for you.

After years of being
pitifully ordinary,

I doubt you even know
what you took.

He's flipping the tumblers
on the locking system.

You could tell me.

Or maybe

I'll pry it from your hands
once I open up this door.

Last tumbler.

When I saw you,

I saw a guy who has no say

in what they're doing.

You're just doing
the bidding of your leader,

aren't you?

For all your lofty talk,
at the end of the day,

you are nothing but a glorified

errand boy.

You don't see the greatness
that is yet to come.

When I get out of this vault,
I'll show you.

What I see is that
without your powers,

your greatness ends here.

Now what's happening?

What the hell
are you doing here?

I'm making a withdrawal.

I'm saving you.
Come on.

- You shouldn't have come.
- Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

What is this?

It's your one
shot to run.

Are you gonna
take it or not?

Bonnie, come on.

See you at the junkyard.

Now! Let's go!

- Hey.
- Hey.

What happened?

Success.
Bonnie left a calling card.

You okay?

Yeah, I just hope
this was all worth it.

You know, we should, uh...

probably patch this wall up
pretty quick.

Okay, you need to get your
blabbermouth date under control.

Nice, Iz.

It's not Kira's fault your date

is going all Nancy Drew.

My date is good
at her job.

Maybe next time she should, um,

hold a press conference,
you know,

get the whole town
in on the hot gossip

that could ruin
my brother's life.

I wasn't the one who
suggested the double date.

Her and I could've been
sipping Cosmoscato, alone.

Yeah, well, maybe
I don't want to be alone,

did you ever think about that?

Wait, you...

didn't want to be alone
with your own girlfriend?

No, I really do want
to be alone with her.

She's perfect.

I want to be...

sweet to her.
I want to be silly with her.

I want to just wrap her up
in love, and I can't.

Iz.

Whoa, whoa.
Hey, hey, Iz.

What's going on?

I mindscaped her, Kyle,

to keep her
from the truth.

After I told her
that I loved her,

and now every time she looks
at me, all I can think is,

"What if I'm
a terrible monster?

What if I'm Noah?"

You know,

because if that's the case,
then she should just...

she should run
as fast as she can.

No. No.

That's not true, okay?
You are not Noah.

We both know that.

It's okay.

It's really not.

It can be.

Look, you're operating
from a place of fear.

Okay? That makes you
act out of character.

I've been there.

So terrified of the unknown

that I hurt people
really close to me.

Transparency takes courage,

but you're gonna have
to be honest with her.

Or you're just
gonna keep

sabotaging your relationships

with painfully awkward
double dates.

I ruined your date, didn't I?

Just a little.

Thank you.

I know you're right.

I know I have to come clean.

I am glad we
got those keys

and got to this
before they did.

If only I still
had my powers,

I could figure out
what it is.

Talk to me.

It's...
It's just,

as soon as I started to feel
connected to my family,

poof, magic was gone.

But, you know, most people
only have five senses,

my sixth sense almost
killed me, so, you know,

who am I to grieve
something that,

not only was I lucky enough
to have, but...

was lucky to survive? Okay.

Um, so everyone else gets

five stages of grief,

but Maria DeLuca
only gets half a stage?

Come on, I mean,

why don't you, I don't know,

allow yourself,
like, a heartbeat

to process
all this?

Yeah. I don't know.
I guess, you know,

I'm a little hard
on myself sometimes.

You guess?

You're literally
hard on yourself

about being hard on yourself.

Okay. All right.

I don't walk around
knocking your hobbies.

I feel less alone now.

I appreciate that, and you.

You've known us for

barely six months

and somehow you manage
to be there for everyone.

That's, um...

That's really kind of you,
but, uh,

it's not completely selfless.

You know, you,

Max, Michael, Isobel,

being a SETI fan boy,
honestly, all of it,

I'm just...

I'm just soaking it
all up 'cause, um,

it's all I have to help me
understand my past.

If I still had my visions,
I would...

Maria,
Maria, come on.

All right, peace
to that, okay?

Because, you know,
being with you,

that's what helps.

Yeah. The closer
I get to...

to all of you,

the closer I feel to my father.

And, uh, the closer the better,
you know?

Yeah.

Oh. Guess they're back.

How'd it go?

Great. I mean,
getting the artifact

before they showed up,
that was checkmate. Thank you.

Well, we're happy to help.

Um, here it is.

All right. Keep it safe.

Yeah, I will.

I mean, we're still in the dark
about what they stole

from the
Las Cruces bank,

but, uh, maybe you saw something
in one of your visions?

Nothing just yet, but, uh,
you know, she's working on it.

- Okay.
- Okay.

Well, we know it's
a delicate process.

We're just trying
to dot every "I"

'cause that third alien
is still out there.

I'm so sorry! I didn't see you.

Are you okay?

How'd you know we were
gonna hit that bank?

I didn't.

I just knew Max
would be there.

We disagree on things.

You could
let your partner know

there's more tips
where that came from.

You're Oasian.

Part of the reason
I've never really fit in here.

Yeah, well, I don't...

I don't always know
where I fit in, either.

Makes my mind race.

You know what quiets
the chaos in my head?

- Music.
- Uh-huh.

I could really use
some music right now.

What if I taught you
how to make your own?

And you'd have it
all to yourself.

You really think you can
keep your powers being gone

a secret from Liz forever?

No. I'm gonna have
to tell her at some point.

You're, uh,

you're hardwired to protect
the ones you love,

and you always put others first.

What am I, St. Maria or something?

Brother, please.
I have done

bad things, okay?

Okay, so, um,
why don't you tell me

about one of those bad things
that you've done?

Like a fiery phoenix

rising up from the ashes,

St. Maria lives.

Fine, I'll take it. I like it.

Yeah?

Again? When?

I'll be right there.

My mom has gone missing again.

Do you have a problem
with my job?

What?

You've been acting weird,
since St. Elmo's fire.

What is it?

Okay.

Is it Kyle?

Is something
going on there?

I'm sorry, between me and Kyle?

Anatsa, we're old friends.
That's it. That's all.

Right.

You're just willing to share
important things with him,

but not me.

- That's not true.
- It is.

Ever since I told you
I love you,

things have been different.

I don't have to know
everything,

but when you lie to me

about things that are
obviously affecting you,

it hurts, Iz.

- I know, I...
- I'm tired of feeling like

the side chick
in my own relationship.

Oh.

Okay.

Well, if that's...

making you feel that bad,
then maybe a little distance

would be good for us,
get some clarity.

Wait. I...

♪ Taking shots
and making it count ♪

♪ You know
I'm gonna do... ♪

Hi.

I'm not feeling
so good.

He's gonna
take me home.

So I'm gonna

drop her off
and head to the lab,

get some work in.

Bye.

Wait.

I think it's best I get a cab.

Anatsa.

Anatsa...

♪ Everybody

♪ Wants to live

♪ Like they want to live

♪ Everybody wants to love

♪ Like they want to love...

Director.

We've got something
over here you should see.

♪ Everybody wants to be

♪ Closer

♪ To free

Is that... skin?

Oh.

Fascinating.

Shivani's team found what

could be alien tissue.

You gonna call her?

No.

No, I'm not.

I am gonna enjoy
this moment

with you.

- Hm.
- Mm-hmm.

I'll see Shivani tomorrow,
but right now,

I plan to enjoy tonight.

- Really?
- Mm-hmm.

Oh. Okay.

♪ Everybody wants to be

♪ Closer to

♪ Free

♪ Closer to free

♪ Closer to free...

We've got a problem.

Jones is gone.

♪ Closer

♪ To free.