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Previously on
Roswell, New Mexico... I took this

from CrashCon. Pretty sure it
says "Savior." This is my name.

Anyone who bears this
mark will never be able

to use Theo's portal
to return to Oasis.

This is the
formula to remove his brand.

Clyde wants to crack Theo's lock
on the portal.

And now this brand will be gone.

As soon as I reconfigure
the map,

we can finally go back to Oasis.

You tell me how long
you've been forgetting things.

Ever since I
stopped taking the mist.

My brain is broken.

This world is dying, Max.

All it needs is

for you to give it life.

No!

Max is going to need
the fiercest warrior at his side.

No!

You have the same mark as
Clyde! You can't leave!

Now we're all here.

Who wants to bend to me first?

You're as troublesome
as your teacher.

Nice trick.
Watch this one.

What are you doing?

He's using frequency to hold us.

This is exactly what I was
working on with Heath.

Remember my party trick
to bend sound?

I'm trying to bend his around
mine so we can break free.

Now to take
your heart as a trophy.

Look who untuned the dials.

He's taken Rosa!

How are we gonna get Rosa back

before an uber-powered Clyde
jumps through the space door?

Don't know about Rosa,

but we need to
destroy this portal.

We can't let Clyde return
back to Oasis.

Slow your roll.

Maybe we should explore
other options

before we kaboom, literally,

the only way to return
to the home planet.

Michael's right.

That has to be our last option.

Then what is our first option?

The star map.

Clyde needs it

to calibrate the portal,

send him back to Oasis.

Wait, I destroyed
that alien MapQuest

when I escaped from him
inside the mineshaft.

So... so there's
a window of opportunity

to shut him down.
Okay, Michael,

Dallas, Bonnie,
you guys go look for Rosa.

Max and I will run defense
on the space-hoop.

Okay. Yeah,
that should you buy enough time

to reactivate the brand
on Clyde's arm,

so Theo's locks
will trap him here.

Let's head out, guys.

You're worried about
my abilities?

I'm not worried about
what you can do.

I'm worried about what I can't.

Turns out, huffing

that experimental pod mist had
some neurological side effects.

Did Kyle take a look at you? Not yet.

He's working on mending Alex,

and we don't have
any time to waste.

Okay, there's got to be
someone else who could help.

I mean, there's one other person
I can think of,

but I don't know.

Tracking 'em down could be...

Maybe Deep Sky can help
find them.

Hey.
Hey.

How's Alex doing?

Well, I caught him doing

some Dark Web
Rolodexing for Liz.

Seeing as you're here,

I'm assuming
you ditched Shivani's goons?

Yeah. Sonya had
a hidden tracker on her.

The moment things got a little
dicey with Team Senovative,

a whole caravan of Deep Sky's
finest pulled up to the party.

Well, us Valentis can be
an intrepid bunch.

Is that why my sister
planted a kiss on you

before she jumped
through the liminal space?

It could have been
an "in case I die" kiss.

Really?
Yeah.

Is that what it felt like?

No.

It felt like the answer
to the question

I asked her down in Mexico.

You're the answer she deserves.

Then I have to say thank you.

For using your astral projection
gift to save her life.

Yeah.

You think it could work
to help try and find Rosa?

So far, my alien third eye

is only seeing one person.

Who?

A certain spaceman of the cloth.

So, what is it about him

that allowed you to cross
the space-time continuum

into Theo's upside down?

Dallas makes me feel safe.

Could be something to build on.

If he's standing
right beside you,

maybe you could focus
your sight elsewhere.

What is Liz's sister doing here?

I'm a man of my word.

You helped me,

and now I'm gonna help you
with your daughter.

Oh, I knew it.

I knew her regenerative proteins

were the key to reviving Nicole.

Rosa is the resource,

but those proteins
still need to be mined,

which is where this comes in.

This device will extract
those proteins?

It'll separate her blood
into its base components

and keep only what we need.

What will this do to her?

What does it matter

if your daughter will live?

Al an is on the jukebox,

equation on the pages.

The only thing that's missing is
the antenna on your head.

Allie Meyers.

You came.

You went through a lot
of trouble to find me.

Mm. You went through a lot
of trouble not to be found.

We had some of
the greatest minds

searching for you in Car eyes.

Well, what started
as a search for aliens in Mexico

ended in a bottle of mezcal.

Turns out,
when I looked around my lab

and saw more booze
in my beakers than answers,

I knew I was lost.

So you gave up science?

There's a thin line between
determination and obsession.

And the thing with obsession is,

it grows in our blind spots.

I imagine you reached out
to discuss mine.

There is this alien,

and he's targeting
everybody I love,

including the man
I intend to marry.

And he has Shivani
helping him based upon

some empty promise
that he's going to save Nicole.

Yeah, when it comes to Nicole,
she doesn't have a blind spot.

She's just... blind.

A blindness I enabled

by helping your wife develop
an intellect-enhancing drug.

My loved ones,

they were able to untangle me
from it all,

but Shivani...
she can't let go, Allie.

And even when you can let go,

quitting this drug has
neurological side effects.

So...

my memory is deteriorating.

I need your mind, Allie,
to help me

stop this alien.

Look.

You're the person who shaped
how this brain works,

so what better Hail Mary than
reaching out to Mary herself?

We need to come up with a plan,

in case Clyde comes back
before Liz does.

Before we escaped
that liminal space,

Tezca shared a memory with me.

Was it about the blue flame?

Yeah.

But not in the way
that you think.

What is this place?

It's some sort of a temple.

That's...

That's me, isn't it?

Just watch.

The scientist's analysis
indicate

these crystals are failing.

The life force they bring

to the flora and fauna
is fading fast.

The empath's intel confirms

the Dictator's seizing
these temples

one by one, holding them hostage

unless the rebels
bend to his will.

If he controls the crystals,

he controls Oasis.

He's the only one who knows
how to wield the blue flame.

What if he doesn't restore
their energy?

Then our world dims.

He holds the power to save us.

Which is why my Triad has
decided to form a rebellion.

What if you fail?

We flee to raise
the child elsewhere,

holding strong that one day

he will return to restore life
back to our home.

He'll need a name.

I've given him one
until he can choose his own.

Savior.

Did you build an alien heart?

I sort of pieced one together
from a fried specimen.

If you created a whole branch
of science to save someone,

I'm guessing
you love them deeply.

Yeah, I do.

And that fine line you described
between...

determination and obsession

hasn't always been kind to me.

Well, at least we were
always good at the science.

Yeah, all right. Let's get down
to cooking some up.

Nora and Theo were rebel aliens

who designed a lock
into a portal

that would recognize
the mark of Ophiuchus.

And the lock prevented

their members
from passing through

and returning to Oasis.

I suspect Shivani figured out
a way to take that mark off

of our alien troublemaker.

Mm-hmm.

We've got blood

with genetic markers
to remake the lock.

I need you to isolate
those marks

and fill in the gaps
in the recipe to make it stick.

It's a classic
Roswell number seven.

Narrow target,
impossible timeline.

Lives hanging in the balance.

Where am I?

Shivani?

What are you doing?

I'm sorry, but a sedative might
interfere with the process.

You think that my blood is gonna

bring your daughter
back to life,

you're wrong.

Miss Resurrection here
doesn't get to judge me.

Don't do this.

She would never be okay with it.

But she'll be alive!

No parent should
ever have to know

what it's like
to outlive your child.

No trace of Clyde
anywhere on Jones's old farm.

And every minute we don't
find him, Rosa's in more danger,

and he's closer to
using the portal.

Yeah, you were pretty fired up
about saving it.

Max said it was a strategic
choice to keep it on the table.

Strategy, huh?

I mean, that look in your eye,
you sure it wasn't

your inner Buzz Light year
jumping up and down?

I want to marry Alex
more than anything.

But, yeah, I have wondered what
Oasis looks like all my life.

Uh, speaking of going home,

I think that's
why Clyde grabbed Rosa.

Oasian technology is designed

to be in harmony
with the universe.

Once our scientists realized
that our bodies were made up

from the material
that came from stars

and that everything
is vibrating,

they-they explored
that interconnectedness.

Similar to how birds
use Earth's polarity

to know which direction
to fly south for the winter.

Exactly.
The-the star map was formed

by a group of Oasian rebels
who had the same strong

frequency abilities for
tracking and guidance as Rosa.

They selflessly
sacrificed their lives

to transfer their power
into the first map

upon which each following one
was made.

I-It provided a means to locate
planets across the galaxy.

And now that the map is broken,
Clyde needs someone

with those same abilities
to help him repair it.

Wait, wait. Okay.
So, if-if Clyde uses Rosa

to repair the map, then...

then she could die
li-like the rebels did?

Well, he's not creating
a star map from scratch,

but it is possible by
the completion of the process.

And we got no way to find her.

Actually,

I think I know a way.

Wouldn't your astral
projection gift work better

someplace a little
more familiar?

It's not about the space.

A power like this
can only be manifested

when I hone in on someone
that makes me feel safe.

My brain seems to think
that's you.

So my working theory is,

if my safety net is standing
right in front of me,

I can extend my vision elsewhere
to find Rosa.

Yeah, uh, of course.
I'll give it a try.

Okay.

Just relax

and...

lean into our connection.

I-I recognize
that abandoned church.

It's St. Sebastian's
off old Highway 55.

Okay, I'll go to Deep Sky
and update Liz.

You get our girl.

Okay, so...

Every time we introduce
the alien locks

to Clyde's cells,
it disintegrates.

When he upgraded his genetics,

it looks like he, uh,
got an ability

that rapidly attacks
foreign agents.

Okay, so...

how do we build a wall

between these two things?

How about alien cortisone?

I mean, it stops inflammation

because it halts
the immune system

from attacking foreign elements.

Points for Dr. V.

Okay, and if you want
some extra credit,

you got to tell me how we're
gonna make that ET ointment.

Stasis is the
ultimate cortisone.

The mist is literally
still stuck in my brain,

blocking neural pathways
and protein receptors.

Okay, so we blend the properties
of the mist and the mark,

and there's no way
Clyde can use that portal

once we inject him.

Yeah, it's like they say,

"Alien bioengineering science
is easy."

I'd say that's enough to do it.

I'd love to inject her myself.

This is for Nicole, isn't it?

Rosa's proteins hold
her frequency powers,

which is exactly what I need

to fix my broken map.

I can't bring
your daughter back,

but without her,

you wouldn't have been
desperate enough to believe me.

Where's Rosa?

I won't let you pass.

Your ethics say different.

Good luck, champ.

All right, can't do both.

Can't do both.

We have to talk about this, Max.

Tezca's last act before dying
was sharing that memory with me.

That memory has got to be
at least 80 years old.

Planet's probably already dead.

What if it's not?

Then the last thing
we can do right now

is let Clyde get there.

I have an idea.

Looks like you chose
the wrong one.

Ah, looks like Tezca taught you
a little mindscape trick.

Oh.

If you like Jones so much...

...you can die like him.

Good thing we learned
to always bring one more.

Max!

Thank you

for making me legend.

You won. Okay?

Don't make me
listen to you gloat.

This isn't gloating.

This is a revelation.

To beat the woman
that my savior couldn't,

to bring his plan to fruition...

Thank you

for showing me just
how capable I am to rule Oasis.

Get off my planet.

That, you earthen trash,

is the idea.

I jammed my syringe
into the fruit.

When you grabbed
its prickly skin,

you didn't realize
you were injected.

So, uh...

What do we do now?

I got an idea.

Who wants to go to a wedding?

How long you gonna sit
and stare at that thing

before you realize

it's not gonna answer back?

So, I guess Iz told you about
the memory Tezca dropped on her.

She's worried about you.

I'm not sure how you can help.

I am a bartender.

Tell me your woes.

All right.

You ever heard the one about
how the fate of an entire planet

rests on one man's
glowing blue hand?

Delete the sci-fi slant
and you're left with...

the world on your shoulders.

I think in my case
it's a bit more literal.

You feel guilty 'cause you...

just want to slip a ring
on Liz's finger?

Well, I want to know

what's actually happening
on Oasis.

And then I don't have to decide
between Liz and a planet

based on 80-year-old intel.

Well, cowboy,

there is another reason
I came down here.

So far, I've only been able
to astral-project with Dallas,

but I think it's time

to kick off
those preacher training wheels

and see what I can do.

Kyle's theories were correct.

Your protein count
has been climbing

since you got unhooked
from the machine,

which means you should be
back to normal in no time.

Speaking of normal, Isobel said

that you and Max went
all dynamic duo at the portal.

You should have seen him, Rosa.

The way he controlled the flame,

it was like he is exactly
who he's meant to be.

You know, Papi says
life can be a crucible.

You either burn up in the heat,

or you become
something stronger.

I remember back in high school

you were totally against,
and I quote,

"the heteronormative-patriarchal
institution of marriage."

Yeah, I was a gay emo kid
in a dried-up cowboy town,

so a wedding didn't really seem
like it was in the cards.

And thank you for being here.

Since Greg can't be here,

I'm, uh, glad there's someone
from my family by my side.

Don't hate me,

but when you said
Gregory wasn't coming,

I was relieved.

After all that's happened...
The good and the bad...

He's not the one you wanted
to share your feelings with?

You know how I knew it was time

to ask Michael
to move in with me?

I listened to my heart.

So, maybe you need
to do the same.

Understood.

Oh, thank God. You're late.

And Michael's nervous
telekinetic energy

keeps breaking things.

Where did I put those shoes, Iz?

Oh, sorry, I was, um,

I was thinking about
what Maria showed me on Oasis.

Did you, uh,
did you make a decision?

Maybe we just elope.

Breathe. I brought you
something for the nerves.

Is it tequila? It's got tequila in it.

Looking good, kid.

They told me to find
something old

that could tell a good story.

This belonged to your mother.

As committed as she was
to fighting for Oasis,

she still saw how,
in the midst of it,

Louise managed to find
great love.

There's no doubt in my mind
that Nora

would want you to do
just the same.

Thanks for always being there
for me.

And don't forget,

you still owe me
for all that copper wire.

I love that old-timer.

I mean, he stuck with you
through everything,

even with a front row seat
to all your antics.

So I'm a work in progress.

Did finally listen to you,
though.

Embraced my destiny.

Although, clearly, I still
have plenty to learn,

first of which...

How do you tie a tie?

Who would have thought that I'd
be made an honest alien, huh?

Okay, so I've done a lot
of things over the years,

uh, that have inadvertently
embarrassed the man that I love.

But now we're married,

so I'm going to intentionally
embarrass you.

My husband wrote a song,
uh, for us

about getting past everything
that stood in our way.

I cannot top that,

but I can say thank you...

...with someone else's song.

Know what I just realized? Hmm?

I married
my high school sweetheart.

Aw.

Here I am, just thinking
about the future.

I can't wait to sign
my first check Alex Guerin.

Guerin?

Never been much of
a Manes man, you know?

Are you considering which, uh,

which earthly pleasure
you'd like to toast with?

What pairs well with melancholy?

Hey, why are you two sulking
over here in the shadows, hmm?

There's a wedding happening.

Just, um...

trying to figure out
how I move forward.

Also, what is the difference
between bourbon and rye?

Oh, that's easy.

And since I'm understaffed,

and there's nothing more certain
on Earth than taxes,

you can learn on the job.

I'll get started right away.

I think Isobel should teach her
the electric slide first.

Yeah.

Hey.

Yes?

You blossomed into
your best self in New York.

So thank you for being here

just 'cause I needed you.

That is a sister's job.

And in the spirit
of doing it well,

how are things
with you and the sheriff?

I'm not afraid of
the other shoe anymore,

'cause it dropped...

...and we handled it.

You want to show 'em
how it's done?

I do.

So, I caught you in one of
those, uh...

classic wistful DeLuca moments.

I was reminiscing
how my mom used to joke

that you could see
a couple's future

by the way they moved together
on the dance floor.

I'm lucky I met you, Dallas.

You've been a constant for me.

Despite being
a terrible chess player.

Oh.

Okay, well,

how about you dust off
the chess board

and, um...
loser buys the other dinner?

I've seen the home planet.

Hey.

I wanted to talk to you,
and I felt like

the wedding wasn't
the right place.

I wanted to talk to you, too.

And say thank you

for always pushing me
towards my destiny.

It's what you've always done
for me, so...

just glad I could do it for you.

You add so many wonderful things
to my life.

And that makes what I'm about
to say that much harder.

Isobel showed me
a memory of Tezca's.

Oasis is dying,

and the blue flame

is the only thing
that can revive it.

But Tezca hasn't seen Oasis
in nearly a century.

I mean, who-who knows
what condition it's in.

I've seen it,

through Maria's ability.

Oasis is on the verge
of total collapse.

So you're saying
you want to return.

No.

No, I don't want to.

But I feel like I have to.

What... Is it a guarantee solve?

'Cause if you don't know,
maybe y-you shouldn't go.

You know that feeling

when you're looking
through a microscope

and you see a problem
that only you

and your beautiful mind
can solve.

That's how this feels.

How can I argue with that?

We're closed.

Might be rusty,

but I tweaked Kyle's work
and I think I've got

a formula that should end
the addictive pull

that alien mist has
on you and Shivani.

I thought your alien woes
were over.

I was planning

to propose to Max.

Didn't go great.

But you're Liz Ortecho.

Couldn't possibly be
another woman.

Oh, the other woman...

is a whole planet
he has the potential to save.

I just can't shake off
the feeling

that if I hadn't backed away
a few weeks ago,

things would be different
now. No, it wouldn't be.

I mean, if you said yes,

then it would be like him
saying yes now.

You know, love is like science,
it's always evolving.

You're the best student
I ever taught,

and I know you are gonna figure
out what Shivani and I couldn't.

Do you still love her?

I love how much
she cared about Nicole.

I just wish she loved her enough
to let her go in peace.

I think hearing that from you...

it'd make a big difference
for her.

You want a Mercury milkshake
for the road?

Actually...

I think I might just take these

as a reminder of
my time in Roswell.

Ah... fits like a glove.

Whew.

Thank you for letting me
borrow the luggage.

You know, I really thought
my trash bag method

was tried and true,

then I realized
it might be frowned upon

in a honeymoon setting.

Not a problem.

Uh, besides,
I actually have, uh,

one more wedding gift for you.

To, uh, remind you

that as you start
the new chapter in your life,

it's gonna be written
by you and Alex alone.

Why you giving me this, Max?

I'm going to Oasis.

You, uh, said something earlier

that made me realize that we all
have a destiny to fulfill.

Yours is with Alex.

Mine starts out there.

Um...

Uh, Deputy Chen is taking over
as interim sheriff,

but protecting our family...

That'll be up to you.

So...

You come here to lose
once again, huh?

Actually, I came to say goodbye.

Right.

Not exactly music to my ears,
but I get it.

I've been so...

clear on what path
I should follow

until today.

And now you have me wondering,

is there another path
I should be taking?

The thing is,

I can't start something else...

...until I know who I am.

I don't want you
to forget me, so...

in the meantime...

No.

No. My God, this is perfect.

Let's get the hell out of here.

Hey.

I wasn't sure you'd come.

We are way past skipping town.

I know what you were gonna do

yesterday after the wedding.

Do you still have it
in your pocket?

This is me saying hell yes.

To be fair, I kind of stepped
on your proposal first.

Well, no matter our distance,

I wanted to give you something

to keep a little closer
to your heart.

You are my turquoise.

And I want to be yours always.

Max, I know saving Oasis is
something you have to do.

And I was just so afraid
of letting go,

'cause every time
we've done that,

we've been broken apart.

But I realize now,

love is a constant state
of breaking and remaking.

And relationships, they evolve

to survive.

So now we're gonna do this.

I love you.

And you're damn well gonna
marry me when you get back.

You ready?

To take the most literal
leap of faith in my life?

I think so.

I love you, Liz.

You don't know how much.

Yeah, I do,

'cause I'm gonna feel it
across the universe, Max Evans.