ROSWELL - for everyone this X'Mas, esp for movie fans!!!

ROSWELL is a film which, i guess, lots of young people like. Last week, "A Roswell Christmas carol" was shown on VTV3. It's very nice.
Once again, Merry Christmas!

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MAN: Go grab that bag of mistletoe, ok, honey?
MICHAEL: Come on, Maxwell. Just pick a tree. It's freezing out here.
MAX: It's not so simple. This tree's got to fall within certain parameters.
MICHAEL: Parameters?
MAX: Height, circumference, color, density of foliage. Look at this diagram. You know how Isabel gets this time of year. MICHAEL: The Christmas Nazi, driving everyone insane while trying to have the perfect Christmas. The worst thing you can do is play into it, Max. You've got to fight her. You've got to fight the Christmas Nazi. Come on. I got to get to the hardware store before it closes. I got to get Maria her present.
MAX: Why? Are you gonna get her a ratchet set?
MICHAEL: Never mind. I'm under a lot of pressure. She's been busting my ass for weeks about this present. She says it's got to be significant.
MAX: Then you might want to steer clear of the hardware store.

(Suddenly, we see a car veer sharply on the road and start heading towards a little girl. Her father sees the car coming and pushes her out of the way. Unfortunately, the car runs into him and he falls to the ground a few feet away from the car)

LITTLE GIRL: Daddy! Daddy!

(Max is stunned by this tragedy unfolding before him and internally struggles with whether or not to use his healing power to save this man who just sacrificed his life to save his child)

MICHAEL: Maxwell.
BYSTANDER 1: Someone, call an ambulance.
BYSTANDER 2: He's not breathing.
MICHAEL: Let's go.

(The next morning at the Evans home. Mrs. Evans is reading about the accident in the paper)

DIANE: Oh, this poor, poor family.
PHILIP: Tragic.
DIANE: I mean, this man gave his life to save his daughter. Now, that's a true hero.
PHILIP: Where's the Christmas Nazi?
MAX: Last I saw, she was examining our outdoor lights for errant bulbs.

(Isabel comes into the house, dragging the tree that Max got)

ISABEL: Max. This is, by far, the most pathetic Christmas tree I have ever seen. Did you even refer to my diagram?
MAX: I had to run out this morning. There were only a few left. ISABEL: You know, I give you one tiny, little assignment, and you can't even handle that?
MAX: Something came up.
ISABEL: Well, if you had told me you couldn't go, I would have squeezed in time to get it myself between the hunger drive and Christmas dinner at the nursing home.
DIANE: Isabel, did you know that this family lived only 4 blocks from here?
ISABEL: It's so terrible. A few of us are talking about organizing a vigil for his family.
PHILIP: Beautiful. A vigil? You know, that's nice. Candles. Yeah. ISABEL: You know, I think I saw at least 17 burnouts on 2 and 5. Oh, what do you want to bet there are some flickering ones on 3 and 4, because they always seem to have problems, so check those, too, you know? You should never be careful because once 2 and 3 are gone and...





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(Scene switches to Brody's house. Maria wanders there looking for Brody. She wants to know about Sydney)
BRODY: Maria.
MARIA: Hey.
BRODY: What are you doing here?
MARIA: Um, I don't know. I'm just...I'm just here.
BRODY: You're wondering about Sydney.
MARIA: Yeah.
BRODY: She's my daughter.
MARIA: She's very beautiful.
BRODY: Thank you. She's staying with me for a few days, you know, for Christmas.
MARIA: Oh. She has, uh...
BRODY: Cancer. Yeah. It's in her bone marrow. Inoperable. MARIA: I'm sorry.
BRODY: I know you and I talk a lot and that I've never mentioned her. I just don't...it's hard, you know, to talk about it.
MARIA: If there's anything I can do, anything at all...
BRODY: Thank you. You did enough last night. You have a beautiful voice.
(Sydney comes out of the house looking for Brody)
SYDNEY: Daddy, I can't get my crown to fit right.
(Sydney notices Maria)
SYDNEY: Who are you?
MARIA: I'm Maria. You must be Sydney.
SYDNEY: Yeah.
MARIA: Now, is, um...is that a Christmas present you're wearing?
BRODY: Sydney's gonna be in the holiday pageant this afternoon, aren't you, sweetheart?
(Brody walks to Sydney and places a tiara on her head)
BRODY: All right. A bit big, isn't it? There we go. It's lovely, isn't it?
(Switch to Michael's apartment. Michael is fixing up a bumper. Isabel comes in with her arms full of presents)
MICHAEL: It's a bumper.
ISABEL: Yes, I see that.
MICHAEL: For a Jetta.
ISABEL: Hmmm. How did what I said yesterday result in this? MICHAEL: It meets all your criteria. It's personal, because I personally know what a bug she has up her ass about how much we screwed up her car. It's thoughtful, because I had to go to the junkyard and get it, and it's something she would never get herself for the obvious reason that her bumper's been hanging from a string for the past half-year.
ISABEL: Ok, Michael. This is what I'm gonna do. I am going to take the Christmas dog show off my calendar and take you shopping and rectify this situation.
MICHAEL: No. I'm not gonna get obsessed over this present. This is fine. I'm not gonna make everyone else around me miserable.
ISABEL: What are you saying? That I get obsessed and make everyone around me miserable?
MICHAEL: I didn't say that.
ISABEL: You know, is it too much to ask that one day a year, I can be like a normal human being with a normal life and have a merry Christmas?!?
MICHAEL: No, mein fuhrer.
(Isabel turns around sharply and gives Michael an evil look)
ISABEL: What?
MICHAEL: What?
ISABEL: Oh. Is it all right if I leave some gifts here? I have more shopping to do.
MICHAEL: Leave them on the table.
ISABEL: Bye-bye then.
(Isabel leaves and Michael lets out a sigh of relief)
(Switch to the supermarket where Sheriff Valenti, Kyle, and Tess are buying groceries. Amy De Luca is also there)
SHERIFF: Whoo. Meaty Man, in case the game runs late on Sunday, and we don't make it to the Crashdown. Go long, go long, go long.
AMY: Oh, my God. Jim.
SHERIFF: Amy De Luca. Merry Christmas.
AMY: Merry Christmas. Oh, merry Christmas, Kyle.
KYLE: Merry Christmas, Mrs. De Luca.
AMY: Oh, my God. This must be the famous Tess. My daughter Maria has told me so much about you.
TESS: Oh, I deny everything.
AMY: Oh, well, this is a true Christmas story, Jim, making a home for this lovely young girl.
SHERIFF: Oh, it's nothing, really.
AMY: Oh, no. Come on. This is what Christmas is all about, you know? Opening your heart and creating new family.
SHERIFF: It's just a temporary thing.
AMY: Oh, never you mind. Come on. This must be a very special year for all of you. You have a new member of your family. SHERIFF: Yep. Very special.
AMY: Yeah. I bet.
SHERIFF: Ha ha ha ha!
AMY: Well, our tree is overflowing already, but, you know, I always say that you can never have too many Christmas ornaments, right?
(Tess sees this opportunity to add some Christmas ornaments to the shopping cart)
TESS: Right. You know, that's what we say.
AMY: Right. Well, remember, Jim, if you ever want to stop by, there'll always be a De Luca Christmas pie waiting.
SHERIFF: Thanks, Amy.
AMY: Uh, thank you. Ok. Um, bye.
(Switch to the Christmas pageant that Isabel has organized. It's the one that Sydney is in)
ISABEL: Ok, you guys. We worked really hard, so just don't forget to smile, ok?
LIZ: Oh, my God.
MARIA: I've been crying all day.
LIZ: Oh, Maria.
MARIA: Liz, I've made up my mind. I'm gonna be there for Brody and Sydney.
LIZ: Yes, definitely. You know, we could go put together a care package from the Crashdown. So they don't have to worry about making food.
MARIA: No. No. I mean, I'm gonna be with them.
LIZ: What are you talking about?
MARIA: Brody is such a good man. He really is. And Sydney...I mean, we only spoke for a minute, but we had this, like, immediate connection. A girl needs a mother.
LIZ: Oh, no, Maria. Slow down.
MARIA: I can't take it anymore, Liz. It's just so sad. I have to do something.
LIZ: Maria, you're 17. You're in high school. Brody is not.
MARIA: My mother was married when she was 17. Ok. No. It's not exactly an advertisement for marrying young, no, but...
LIZ: Maria, you can't just step in and become someone's mother...and what? All of a sudden, you're just gonna be with Brody? Did Brody say something to you? Did you talk to him about this? I mean, what is making you think this?
MARIA: He said he liked my voice. Oh, my God. What am I thinking? I'm gonna marry Brody? I mean, I'm crazy.
LIZ: No, you're not crazy. It is...it's just killing you not to do something about this, because you are such a good person. But I think the best thing you could do is just...leave them alone. Their time is precious right now. You should let them have their time together.
MARIA: I mean, it's so wrong. It's Christmas. Christmas is supposed to have happy endings and miracles.
(Liz's eyes light up suddenly as she remembers Max's dilemma and his desire to "restore the balance")
ISABEL: Hi, everyone. Welcome to this year's holiday pageant. I'm Isabel Evans. Some of you know me as the director of this pageant, others may know me as the president of the hunger drive, and still others might know me from the many holiday events at the nursing home, and some of you know me as...the Christmas Nazi.
(Isabel glances accusingly at Max and Michael)
ISABEL: But enough about me. Let's feast our eyes on the cutest darn kids in America. Welcome to Roswell's 23rd annual holiday pageant.
(As the children perform, we see Liz walk over to Max and whisper something into his ear. She tells Max about Sydney and Brody and how Sydney has bone marrow cancer. Max glances over at Brody, then to Liz, then to Sydney. The ghost appears next to him and smiles)
GHOST: Looks like we have a plan.
(Switch to Michael's apartment. Max is discussing his plan with Tess, Isabel, and Michael, hoping to get their approval)
MICHAEL: You heal her, and you leave behind a silver handprint, a nice, big fat clue saying there's aliens in Roswell.
MAX: Look. Nasedo destroyed all the records from the special unit. It's possible no one even knows who we are or what the silver handprint is.
(Michael hammers away at the bumper)
MAX: Look, I know what I'm asking here is big. There are a million reasons not to do this and only one reason to do it. I need to. I don't know what else to say.
(Michael bangs on the bumper again)
ISABEL: What we've been through this past year, it's taken a lot away from us. I think maybe that sort of thing starts to take its toll, you know, on our human side...so if you feel you need to do this, then I'm behind you, Max.
MAX: Thank you.
TESS: Look. If this means so much to you, I'm sure there's a good reason for it, so I'm with you, too. (Michael bangs on the bumper again)
MICHAEL: I guess that makes me the odd man out.
MAX: Michael.
MICHAEL: Hey, we're here for a reason, Max. So call me a selfish jerk, but I don't think we should risk everything just so you can feel a little bit better about yourself at Christmas. It's 3 against 1. I'm voted down anyway.
MAX: Michael.
MICHAEL: You made your decision before you walked through that door. I know you did. I could hear it in your voice, so why don't you just go do what you're gonna do...and make sure you don't screw up.
(Michael bangs on the bumper one last time)
(Switch to the Valenti home where Tess is finishing up on setting the table. Sheriff Valenti and Kyle are, of course, sitting on the couch watching TV)
TESS: Ok. I think we're just about ready. Oh, Kyle, could you grab 2 more dining room chairs? I looked in the garage, but I couldn't find any.
KYLE: Oh, that's 'cause there aren't any.
TESS: Uh, what do you mean?
KYLE: Uh, we don't have any other chairs.
TESS: All we have are 2 chairs? Um, doesn't that seem a little odd to you?
SHERIFF: Well, we used to have more chairs, but over the years, our collection has dwindled.
TESS: So it doesn't bother you that there are only 2 chairs in the entire house?
SHERIFF: We usually eat in front of the TV.
KYLE: He's never gonna pick up this spare. Come on, look within, you putz.
SHERIFF: Guy's amazing.
TESS: I have been cooking for 20 hours, while you two have been sitting back on the couch like 2 beached whales, not even noticing or caring that I am living here. Ok. I am here. Hello. Hello? So, since I'm living here, I should have a damn chair to sit in!
SHERIFF: We could bring my desk chair over.
KYLE: Good idea.
TESS: Oh, and, uh, where's Amy De Luca going to sit? SHERIFF: Amy De Luca? Why does Amy De Luca need a place to sit?
TESS: Because...I invited her over to dinner.
SHERIFF: You what?
TESS: Well, I figured if we had a guest, you two would have to shut off the damn TV and pretend to be civilized.
SHERIFF: When is she coming? (The doorbell rings)
TESS: Uh, about now, actually.
SHERIFF: Oh, my God. No, no, no, no. Shh...ooh, no! Come on, now. Don't do this to me. Come on. Help me out, will you? Don't ever invite somebody over to dinner without telling me first. Ah! Jeez Louise. Oh! Jeez.
(Sheriff Valenti quickly cleans up a bit as best he can. He throws the bag of chips into the kitchen and tucks in his shirt. Kyle is busy sweeping away the chips on the coffee table. Sheriff Valenti takes a deep sigh just before opening the door)
SHERIFF: Amy.
AMY: Hi, Jim. Hi, everyone. It was so nice of you to think of me, Jim, and I loved your note.
SHERIFF: My note... AMY: I miss you, too.
(Switch to Brody's home. Max uses his power to unlock the door and slips inside. The house is empty, except for the ghost who informs Max that he's too late)
GHOST: It's too late, Max. They rushed her to the hospital. Boy, do you have a dilemma.
(Max drives over to Michael's apartment and updates him on the situation)
MAX: She had a relapse. She's in the hospital in Phoenix. MICHAEL: And?
MAX: I'm going. It may be a little more dangerous now. I just thought you should know.
MICHAEL: I'm going with you. I just want to keep you from getting us all killed.
(Switch back to the Valenti home)
AMY: Are you sure you don't need any help?
TESS: No, I'm fine. So how long have you and the Sheriff known each other?
SHERIFF: Oh, a long time.
AMY: A long, long time. He knew me before I was legal, right, Jim?
SHERIFF: Mm-hmm.
TESS: Really?
AMY: Well, actually, we always sort of knew each other, but the first time we actually met, he almost ran me over with his dirt bike.
SHERIFF: Well, what the hell were you and Curt Pressman doing laying out there on that mesa...
AMY: That is neither the point or proper dinner conversation. Of course, the second time I met him, he arrested me.
TESS: Really, you arrested her?
(Tess brings another dish to the table)
KYLE: Is that 3-cheese potato gratin?
TESS: With bacon on the bottom. Your favorite.
(Tess heads back to the kitchen and Kyle stares at her for a moment)
SHERIFF: Standing in front of a pile of old rocks with a bunch of hippies.
AMY: Oh, for protecting a native american treasure.
SHERIFF: Tomatoes, tomatoes.
AMY: All right, and then finally, the third time we met, he rescued me.
KYLE: Yeah, I've heard that one, but don't let me stop you.
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(Kyle goes to the kitchen to help Tess)
SHERIFF: Don't exaggerate. You didn't need to be rescued. AMY: Of course I did. The attic was engulfed in flames...
KYLE: So you need me to carve that?
TESS: I got it. Thanks.
(Tess uses her power to slice up the turkey)
KYLE: Well, so this...this is really, uh...this is really great.
TESS: Well, I saw a break in the NFL schedule between the 22nd and 24th of December, so I figured...
KYLE: Right. Well, this is the best Christmas dinner we've had in a long time. I mean, 2 guys living alone. We just never really had the Christmas spirit.
(Sheriff Valenti and Amy are laughing in the other room)
TESS: Well, it, uh, looks like he's got the spirit now.
KYLE: That's a really great gift that you gave him...to both of us, I mean.
TESS: This is a great gift to me, too.
(Tess brings the turkey out to the table)
AMY: Oh... SHERIFF: Ooh...
TESS: There we go! Enjoy, ok?
(Kyle looks at the scene in the dining room and smiles)
(Scene switches to the hospital in Phoenix that Sydney was admitted to. Max and Michael are dressed in scrubs and head toward the room that Sydney is in)
MICHAEL: One knock means be on your guard, 2 means the coast is clear...and 3 will mean we're screwed.
MAX: Right.
(Max enters the room and Michael stands guard outside)
MAX: Shh. It's ok.
SYDNEY: Who are you?
MAX: I'm just a dream. Go back to sleep.
(Max places his hands on Sydney, grunts softly, and heals her. He gets up and his eyes gaze upon a boy laying in a bed nearby. Max looks at the ghost in the room with him and heads for the other child. Each times he heals, he is flooded with images of the child's memories. Ouside, Michael notices a nurse gazing in his direction and knocks on the door. Max hears the knock and proceeds to heal the boy. Outside, the nurse grabs a clipboard and walks toward Michael)
NURSE: Excuse me? I'm supposed to check this ward. MICHAEL: I'll save you the trouble. Someone just checked it. (Max moves to the bed of another little girl)
LITTLE GIRL: Are you an angel?
MAX: Go back to sleep.
(Max heals her and starts having blurry vision. He struggles to the bed of another child. Outside the room, the nurse has returned with a group of security guards and points to Michael. Michael knocks on the door 3 times. The guards start heading toward Michael. He knocks on the door again, then opens the door, goes in, and locks the door from the inside. He sees Max stumble and fall to the floor)
MICHAEL: Max!
(The guard bangs on the door)
GUARD: Open this door! Now!
MICHAEL: If there's a God, please help us now.
(The guard finally manages to open the door, using a chair to knock it open. The guards rush in with the nurses close behind. They see a room full of children playing around and singing. The window is open, and it's obvious that's how Max and Michael made their escape)
(The next morning at the Evans home)
WOMAN ON TV: Our baby is ok. The cancer is gone. It's a miracle. We prayed everyday and...and God...God spoke. DIANE: Now that...that is a miracle.
PHILIP: That might be overstating it a little. They did say they were all undergoing experimental treatment.
DIANE: Philip, put your finger here. I mean, one day those children were at death's door, and the next day they were completely healed. That wasn't medicine, honey. And the part about the imprint of the hand on each of the children. I mean, if that isn't enough to get you to believe in God, then I don't know what is. Can you put your finger there? And, I mean, maybe it's even enough to, uh...get Max to join us at midnight services tonight. What do you say, Max?
(Switch to Michael's apartment. Maria goes there to look for him to talk about what happened in Phoenix)
MARIA: Spaceboy...
(Michael, who has been polishing the bumper, quickly covers it as Maria walks towards him)
MICHAEL: What's up?
MARIA: I just wanted to let you know that I heard about what you did for Sydney and those children.
MICHAEL: Thank Max. I was against it.
MARIA: This whole...thing with Sydney has made me realize how stupid I've been about this gift thing. I don't need a gift. MICHAEL: I actually got you one.
MARIA: You did? Really?
MICHAEL: Yeah.
MARIA: Yea, I'm so excited. What is that smell?
(Maria pulls off the covering to the bumper)
MICHAEL: No, it's not...it's not dry yet.
MARIA: Is that a bumper? It...it's a bumper.
MICHAEL: Yeah, yeah, yeah.
MARIA: Is that, like, a Jetta bumper?
MICHAEL: Not yet, but it's gonna be.
MARIA: Michael...that is so thoughtful.
MICHAEL: That's what I keep saying.
MARIA: I mean, my bumper has been hanging...
MICHAEL: From a string. I know.
MARIA: And I...I would have never, you know...
MICHAEL: Got one for yourself. Exactly. So...merry Christmas. MARIA: Thank you, Michael. Thank you. So you want to exchange gifts now?
MICHAEL: Huh?
MARIA: Are one of those for me? One of those are for me. MICHAEL: Yes, I'll go get it.
MARIA: Ok, which one? Is...is it the big one?
MICHAEL: Turn around.
(Michael walks over to the pile of presents and rummages through them, wondering which one of Isabel's gifts he will give to Maria. Near the bottom, though, there is a present with a note on it - "Michael, just in case. Love, The Christmas Nazi". Michael smiles, removes the note, and walks back to Maria and hands her the present)
MICHAEL: Merry Christmas.
MARIA: Whoo-hoo-hoo. What is it? What is it?
MICHAEL: That's a good question. Now remember, I was in Phoenix saving lives, so I was a little strapped for time.
MARIA: Ok.
MICHAEL (silently): Oh, please, God.
MARIA: Michael...these are real pearls.
MICHAEL: What?!? Wow! Of course.
MARIA: My God, this must have cost you a fortune.
MICHAEL: I'm sure they will.
MARIA: These are the most beautiful earrings I've ever seen, but I don't need this gift. This year my gift is you.
(Maria hugs Michael tightly)
MICHAEL: So you don't want the earrings, then?
MARIA: Oh, no. I'll keep the earrings.
(Michael lets out a huge sigh of relief)
(Max goes over to the Crashdown and knocks on Liz's window)
LIZ: So I hear you went to Phoenix.
MAX: Yeah. Thank you...for telling me about Sydney.
LIZ: Are you still haunted?
MAX: I don't think so.
LIZ: Healing all of those kids...why did you do it?
MAX: After I healed Sydney, I...I looked at the face of the boy lying next to her, and I just thought...how can I not...how can I not use my gift?
LIZ: As beautiful as that is, Max...you can't keep doing it. I know it seems like there's no reason for those kids to have cancer or for a father to get killed saving his child or for any of it...but maybe there is. Maybe there is someone or something out there that's planning all of this, and maybe you have to respect it. You're not God, Max. You're the one that told me that. Will you come to midnight service?
MAX: I'd like to...but I don't believe in God. Merry Christmas, Liz.
(Liz closes the window)
LIZ: Merry Christmas, Max.
(Max walks toward the house of the man who was killed. The ghost is with him)
GHOST: They'll be ok. My wife? She's, uh...she's pretty remarkable. If anybody can get through this...
MAX: I want you to know that if they ever need me...I will be there for them.
GHOST: I know you will, Max. Get outta here.
MAX: I don't know where to go.
GHOST: It's Christmas. You should be with your loved ones. That's where I'll be. That's where I'll always be.
(The ghost walks to the front door and appears on the other side. He turns around, smiles at Max, and then disappears)
(Back at the Evans home, Michael stops by to check up on Max)
MAX: You're going to midnight service? You don't believe in anything.
MICHAEL: Gotta hedge your bets, Maxwell. I've had my prayers answered twice in the past 2 days. Don't ask. You ok?
MAX: Better. Thanks.
MICHAEL: Your powers?
MAX: Yeah, they're starting to come back to me.
MICHAEL: Good. I just wanted to say that I'm really pissed about what happened last night.
MAX: Michael...I couldn't stop myself.
MICHAEL: No, no, no. I'm pissed that I don't have the ability to help the kids in the hospital that you couldn't get to.
MAX: Michael...
MICHAEL: Enough said. I got a Christmas present for you. Come on.
(Max and Michael drive over to Brody's house. They look in and see Brody speaking softly to Sydney who is sleeping in his arms)
LIZ: I thought you didn't believe in God.
MAX: I believe in you.
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Smallville is smallville, not Roswell, I wonder if you watched this film yet as the starring staff is quite different. Anyway, if you want, I will post the Roswell transcripts here (of course, part 3) This is also a good way of learning English. They are speaking to one another so we can learn some idioms, i guess!

Episode #301 - "Busted" ​

Max: Are you ready?
Liz: Yeah, I think so.
Max: Liz, you don't have to do this.
Liz: No, max. We are in this together. That's what we said. Together till the end.
Liz: Down! Down! Now! Whoa! Down! Get down!
Max: Do what she says. She's crazy.
Liz: Face on the floor! Now!
[East coast accent] yeah. I, uh...I wanna report an armed robbery in progress. At Sam's quick stop on highway 65. Yeah. Hurry.
Clerk: I have a family.
Liz: Hurry. We've only got a few minutes.
[Siren approaches]
Liz: just keep your face down! Keep your face down! The cops are coming. We gotta get outta here. Come on, let's go! Come on, let's go! Hurry up!
[Max, now in the room below the store sees the spaceship. He holds up a large diamond, and the ship begins to glow]
Liz: Come on. How'd they find us so fast?
Max: I don't know. All right, hold on!
Liz: Max, they can't find out about the diamond.
Officer: Hands! Let me see hands!
Liz: You got any powers for this?

previously, on Roswell...
Max: Liz, there's something I need to tell you about Tess and me. Our relationship is, uh-- something happened. Liz, Tess is pregnant. I'm going back.
Liz: Just tell me one thing. Do you love her?
Max: Not like I love you.
Max: This was all some kind of plan to get pregnant and go home, wasn't it?
Max: This isn't over, tess.
Isabel: What happens now, max?
Max: I have to save my son.
[Telephone rings]
Max: So I was wondering if you wanted to, you know, see me.
Liz: You mean, like, on a date?
Max: Just somewhere we can talk. I just want to try to start over, liz. You look amazing.
Liz: They're my favorite. Thank you. So where are we going?
Max: It's a surprise.
Liz: It's kind of dark.
Max: Liz, i just want to put everything that happened behind us.
Liz: Yeah, you know that I would, too, if i had impregnated an alien killer who murdered one of our best friends and then left the planet with my unborn child.
Max: So you're still holding on to that?
Liz: It's hard not to, max. See, you slept with tess, and then you got her pregnant. I don't know how to just move past that. You hurt me, you know?
Max: Liz, meeting someone, someone like me,
Liz: it attracted me. I admit that. It was something I had to find out about, and now I'm over it.
Max: It's not that simple. Liz, i'm here. I'm not going anywhere. Isabel, michael, and I, we've lost our only way home. There's no way back. You're the only or me to-- you're my only reason. I want to be with you.
Liz: Tess is pregnant with your child. What about your son?
Max: There's nothing i can do about that. He's gonna be born in a... In another world, a world that i have nothing to do with. I've accepted it. Liz, you've paid a lot to know me. You've been hurt and you've been put in danger. Now I want to make that up to you. I want to make your dreams come true. Will you let me do that?
Max: In the neighborhood?
[Sighs]
Mr. Evans: son. If you want to get out of here while you're still a young man, don't say anything to anyone unless i'm present. I'm not your father right now, I'm your lawyer.
Mrs. Evans: Oh, my god. Max.
Max: It's all right, mom. It's all right.
Mrs. Evans: Look at you. What is going on? Who are you? Why are you under arrest for armed robbery?
Mr. Evans: Now tell us what the hell are you doing in utah?!
Mrs. Parker: Jeff, stay calm. Calm?!
Mr. Parker: How am i gonna stay calm? [Ms]Honey, i know it isn't you. I know this is not something that you would do, but--but if you did do it, maybe it's because somebody put you up to it.
Liz: They put me
up to it. Right, mom.
Mr. Parker: Ok. That's enough! Now tell us what the hell happened.
Liz: I'm not gonna speak to anyone until they let me talk to max. Liz:

Liz: So I've broken, like, 12 of my mom's rules already.
Max: Rules? She has rules? Well, yeah. Yeah, since I told her that you broke my heart, without any of the alien details, of course. She thinks that we should just take things slow. Just dinner, then straight home, no plans for future dates. No making out.
Max: So i suppose skinny dipping would be against the rules, too.
Liz: Uh-huh. What are you doing, max? No. No, this is not happening. Ok, you've made your point. It's not that funny. You can stop now. What--no, max. Max. I can't believe you're gonna do this!
Max: Whoo! Come on in. It's beautiful. No, it's not. It is obviously freezing. Come on, liz. This is something we'll tell our grandchildren about. Come on in, liz. Come on.
Liz: Fine! Ok? Fine. Grandchildren. What are they gonna be, 3 feet tall and green? But, hey. I am not taking my underwear off. And if my mother, like, ever, ever t about this, you are, like, so dead. Ok? Do we have a deal? Max. Oh, max! Is that a deal, max? Huh? Max! Max, oh, my god!
Isabel: Max!
Michael Just tell us what happened. Feel free to leave out the lurid details.
Liz: Look, I told you already. He was just, like, laying there in the water and he woke up in the car. But he hasn't said a single word. You guys, isn't there d of cure for this? You guys are the aliens. Do something here.
Michael Maxwell! Hey, Maxwell! Maxwell! Hey, what the hell's going on?
Max: Something happened. I had this vision. It was my son. He's been born. He was reaching out to me. He's in trouble.


Michael now if I'm to have any chance of graduating this year, I need to get into your bio 101 class.
Teacher: Why didn't you come to my bio 101 class when you were in it?
Michael I'm turning over a new leaf.
Teacher: Excuse me while I take a moment to chuckle within.
Michael Ok, lookit, plans changed. I thought I was moving out of Roswell, but as it turns out, I'm stuck here for good.
Teacher: And how far away did you plan to move that you didn't think that your high school records would've been sent to your new high school?
Michael Actually, pretty far. Mr. Seligman, I know you hate my guts. Personally, I hate yours, too.



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Teacher: This is how you ask a favor?
Michael But if you help me graduate this year, then you won't have to see me next year.
Teacher: Well, you do have a point there. Ok, Mr.. Guerin, I will let you in to my biology 101 class if you make a sacred vow to me right now that you won't miss a single session.
Isabel: Michael, there you are.
Teacher: Miss Evans, I thought you graduated.
Isabel: I did, mr. Seligman, but I just can't seem to cut the cord. Too many fond memories. I need to talk to you.
Michael I got class.
Isabel: It's important.
Michael I will be one minute.
Teacher: I'm sure you will. Miss Evans, love the hair.
Isabel: Well, thank you.
Michael So, what's going on?
Isabel: Max and Liz got arrested in Utah for armed robbery. We have to go.
Michael: So much for ever getting out of this school. What were they doing in Utah?

[In Utah]
Isabel: Mom!
Mrs. Evans: Isabel. Your father and i have been going crazy. Oh, hi. Philip!
Isabel: So what's going on?
Mrs. Evans: Well, we're still trying to figure out what happened with your brother and Liz.
Isabel: Hi, dad.
Mr. Evans: Hey. This is Jesse Ramirez from my office.
Isabel: We met at the company--
Jesse: picnic, that's right. Nice to see you again.
Isabel: Nice to see you again.
Mr Parker: So what have you found out, Philip?
Mr. Evans: A detention hearing has been set up for tomorrow with the judge. Max and liz are first-time offenders, no physical evidence has been produced, so we're hoping they get a slap on the wrist and get sent back home.
Mrs. Evans: Well, what about jail?
Mr. Evans: They can only go to jail if the case is transferred to the criminal court system and they get tried as adults. But so far that seems unlikely.
Jesse: Ok, they haven't found a gun, and there are no witnesses other than the nutcase behind the counter who claims to have seen an otherworldly yellow light.
Isabel: So as long as there's no evidence, max and Liz will be ok, right?
Mr. Evans: Yeah. Yeah, we certainly hope so.
Michael: Can we see them?
[Door opens]
Isabel: max! You idiot. What are you trying to do to our poor, clueless human parents?
Michael: So what's the deal? You running low on cigarettes?
Max: There's an underground government storage facility under the convenience store.
Michael: Well, that's a surprise.
Max: Our ship's there.
Michael You mean our spaceship?
Max: It's been reassembled. I saw it with my own eyes.
Michael: I can feel biology 101 slipping from my grasp.
Isabel: So, reassembled that means it works?
Max: Possibly.
Isabel: I thought we made an agreement to let go of the other world and live here.
Max: That was before my son tried to contact me.
Isabel: Max, a little reality check. This ship you're talking about...Sucks. It's a lemon. It crashed to begin with. That's why we're stuck here.
Michael She's got a point.
Max: Look, I need you to find something for me. I had to toss it before we were arrested.
Isabel: No. No, we are not helping s absurd plan to find a spaceship, ok? This is ridiculous.
Max: This isn't about getting to a spaceship. Liz and I stole it. It's a diamond.
Isabel: You stole a diamond?
Max: It's not actually a diamond. It's the key to our ship. It's alien, and if we don't find it before the police do, we'll be linked to another crime. We'll never get out of here.
Michael So what does it look like?

[Scene switches to the past, Max and Liz looking at Tess' things]
Liz: Hey, i've been for you.
Max: Yeah. Yeah, I was just, uh--
Liz: looking through tess' stuff. What's that?
Max: It was buried among tess' things. It's a letter Nasedo wrote to her before he died. It says, "I am your one and only protector on this planet. "I'll protect you until the end. "If I ever die, this is our only way to communicate with our home."
Liz: And?
Max: I have to contact my son
Liz: So i guess this part of your life isn't over after all.


[Michael is in a field looking for the diamond- a man with a gun confronts him]
Michael Mandatory attendance, I understand. Yeah. An attitude improvement? I'm already on that. And a respect for authority, yeah, absolutely. Mr. Seligman, I gotta call you back.
Man: Who was that?
Michael It's my science teacher. I'm trying to graduate high school.
Man: Why don't you just get a G.E.D.?
Michael No one hires anyone with a g.E.D.
Man: I got a G.E.D. I'm doing fine.
Michael Yeah, you're on a nice career path there.
Man: I got a message for your friend max. Stop looking. The person i work for will do whatever is necessary to stop him. Whatever is necessary.
Michael Whatever, dude.
[Gunshot]
Man: don't be such a smart ass. Maybe that's your problem in school, too. Don't make me come back to Utah.

[Maria arrives in Utah]
Maria: Why can't these aliens ever get in trouble somewhere decent? Like Graceland or Tahoe or New Orleans. No, Utah. Mormons and mountains.
Liz: Oh, my god, Maria. I can't believe you're here.
Maria: Who am i, liz? Of course I'm here.
Liz: Ok, thanks. Now give me some sugar.
Maria: Hi. Mmm. Hi. Ok, first of all, I have some fresh green lime pie from the Crashdown.
Liz: Oh, Maria, you-- you are a goddess. You know, if you were a boy, I would--
Maria: ok, no, don't go there, girlfriend. All right, now i talked to everyone involved, and I got the total unadulterated scoop. The judge and D.A. of this town are, like, totally sweating it because they have to go before council next month for reappointment and they haven't caught a criminal in, like, a decade, so they're basically out for your scalps. Ok, that's all i have. Now it's your turn. Spill. Last i heard, you and max were trying to take it slow.
Max: What? Mmm. What's going on, liz?
Liz: Do you love me?
Liz: Yes. How much do you
Max: who are you?
Liz: Look at this.
Max: How'd you find this?
Liz: I spent 16 hours at the main branch of the library in Albuquerque. The diamond's owned by Delores Browning, one of the 10 wealthiest women in the world.
Max: Where is it?
Liz: It's on permanent loan at the Tate museum in London. But it's gonna be the main event in a traveling exhibit. It'll be in Santa Fe in two weeks.
Liz: No, no, no, no, no. I want to do this with you, max. Together.
Max: Why?
Liz: Because if i had lost a child, I would want you to help me find him. But that's only part of the reason. The other part is that i don't want you to slip away from me. I know what it's like to be with you, and I know what it's like to be apart from you. And I would rather be with you.
Max: I don't know if i could live with myself if anything ever happened to you.
Liz: Max, you're an alien king. What could ever happen to me?

[In the present], Isabel knocks on Jesse's door
Isabel: thank you for this meeting, Mr.. Ramirez.
Jesse: No problem, Isabel.
Isabel: Mmm! Why didn't you tell me you were here?
Jesse: I was working all night with your father. I couldn't call.
Isabel: Oh, I just wish this could all be out in the open.
Jesse: I'm still not sure why it can't be.
Isabel: Well, there's the fact that you're 26 and I'm barely legal.
Jesse: you're an old soul. You have clearly lived before.
Isabel: You have no idea. So, what were you and my father holding back from us before?
Jesse: What do you mean?
Isabel: I saw the look between the two of you earlier. Clearly you're not telling us the whole story. Jesse...
Jesse: Last year there was a robbery in the county. A kid died. No one was ever charged, and the local prosecutor got a lot of heat for it. So... This town is looking for someone to hang.
Jesse: Max and liz picked a bad place to play bonnie and clyde.
[Telephone rings]
Jesse: hello? Philip. Oh, just, uh, working on some research. Ok, I'll be right over. That was your dad. They found evidence.




[Scene switches to the past, and the museum]
Max: The honor's mine. So you're the Delores Browning?
Mrs. Browning: Well, I don't usually put an article before my name but, yes, I am.
Max: So what's it like to actually own all these diamonds?
Mrs. Browning: I only own some of them. Well, most of them, actually. So you're-- max. And you're not really ly a waiter. You're really an aspiring artist or actor or--
Max: no. I'm just a waiter.
Mrs. Browning: A waiter? [Laughs] god bless you.
Liz: What the hell are you doing?
Max: Oh, liz.
Liz: What the hell are you doing?
Max: Nothing.
Liz: Nothing. I can't believe you. How many times have i stuck my neck out for you, and you are standing here obviously flirting with a woman obviously-- come on, she's, like, twice your age.
Max: Liz, calm down.
Liz: : Calm down!
Max: I better be going. I'm sorry.
Liz: Oh, my god! You're apologizing to this bimbo?!
Mrs. Browning: Excuse me?
Max: Liz, let's just walk away and forget it.
Liz: Forget it. You think that's your answer to everything, isn't it, max? Forget everything, ignore everything.
Security Guard: Excuse me, ma'am. Could you come with me, please?
Liz: Can you please not touch me?! Listen, this is what he does, ok? You, you're not special. He does this to everyone. You are a little bit too desperate to see what is really going on here!
Max: Liz, will you just stop it?
Liz: Why?!
Mrs. Browning: Young lady, I don't think you have any idea who you're speaking to.
Liz: Oh, I don't, huh?
Mrs. Browning: Ohh!
Max: Don't touch her!


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[Max pushes a guard, the diamond falls, and Max does a somersault and catches it]

[Alarm bell rings]
Max: I believe this is yours. I'm sorry.
Liz: Get me out of here.
Max: Liz--
Liz: you have humiliated me again. Now get me out of here. Did you get it?
Max: Of course i did. We did it.
Liz: You were brilliant.
Max: No, you were brilliant.
Liz: That was so exhilarating.
Max: I know.
Liz: You know, just the fact that we, like, pulled it off. everything. It's just, like, anything's possible right now. And then throwing that champagne at that woman, it was so cathartic. Look, and, max, I know what we did is totally... Totally wrong and completely illegal, but I just loved it. You know? In a million years, in one million years did you ever think? Yeah. So, now that the diamond, we have to find the spaceship, right?
Max: Well, not right this second.
Liz: Ok. [Giggles]

[At Liz's home]
Mr. Parker: Liz! It's 2:00 in the morning. Where the hell have you been?
Liz: Upstairs.
Mr. Parker: Where were you?
Liz: Nowhere.
Mr. Parker: And what are you wearing?
Liz: Clothes.
Lawyer: That's just the way things work here. She'll be fine.
Mr. Evans: Nancy, Jeff, hi. Mr. McGregor
Lawyer: Nice to see you again, Mr.. Evans.
Mr. Parker: Mr. McGregor here was just giving us the inside scoop on the Salina court system.
Mr. Evans: Ah, how generous.
Lawyer: Well, nice to meet you folks. Nancy, Jeff. You're good people. Your daughter deserves her best shot.
Mr. Evans: What was that about?
Mr. Parker: He's trying to put our kids in jail.
Mrs. Evans: Mr. McGregor just feels that we'd be better off pleading guilty.
Mr. Evans: Well, he'd certainly be better off. He's a prosecutor. His job is to get a guilty plea.
Mr. Parker: But he said that if we plead not guilty, it could provoke the judge and he'd be that much more likely to transfer the case to a criminal court.
Mr. Evans: Jeff, if we plead guilty to a felony, then there's a case against them in criminal court. We can't give them that option. Believe me, I know what I'm doing.
Mrs. Parker: No, it's just this isn't personal, Phil. It's just that you're a corporate lawyer and this is not your area of expertise.
Mr. Evans: Nancy, Jeff, that man you were talking to wants a guilty plea, and he'll say and do anything he has to to get it. If we plead guilty, I guarantee you this case is going to criminal court. Look, our children are in this together. We're all in this together. Believe me, I am doing right by your daughter.

[Scene switches to court]
Judge: Do you understand the charges against you?
Max and liz: Yes, your honor.
Judge: How do you plead?
Max: Not guilty.
Liz: Not guilty.
Judge: All right, then, you can have a seat. Now, mr. Mcgregor and Mr.. Evans, I've reviewed the material you've submitted--
Mr. Evans: your honor, before you make a ruling on this, I have ad***ional material that i feel is critical to this case.
Judge: All right, let's see it, Mr.. Evans.
Mr. Evans: Thank you. These are 4 recent rulings in Utah state courts, all of which disallowed dna matches from hair follicles to be submitted as evidence. Uh, your honor, in consideration of the fact that these few strands of hair are the only physical evidence in this case and there are no priors on eitherr defendant who are both standout students and members of their community, I ask that this matter be dismissed.
Judge: All right. Well, thank you, Mr.. Evans, I'll take that under consideration.
Judge: Max evans. It's the decision of this court that you be released to the custody of your parents, that you be returned to your home state of New Mexico if you will agree not to return to the state of Utah until your 21st birthday. Do you agree with that, Mr.. Evans?
Max: Yes, your honor.
Judge: Very good. Have a seat. Elizabeth parker. Now, your voice and your height match the description of the person in possession of the firearm. Armed robbery's one of the 10 crimes punishable under Utah's serious shooter offender act. Therefore it is my decision to transfer your case to the criminal court system.
Mr. Evans: But, your honor, there was no gun found. The only mention of a gun was from the testimony of a clerk whose credibility--
Judge: I've made my decision, Mr.. Evans. This is for another court to consider.
Mrs. Parker: Oh, my god!
Mrs. Parker: You can't do this!
Mr. Evans: Your honor, this girl has never so much as jay-walked. She's one of the best students in Roswell high.
Judge: Well, you're not in Roswell, counsel. This hearing's adjourned.
Mrs. Parker: Oh, my god, no! No, you can't take her! You can't--no!
Mr. Evans: It'll be ok. Liz-- liz, we'll talk, ok?




[Later in the courthouse]
Lawyer: liz, i've reviewed your case with your parents, and my advice as your attorney is to try to make a deal.
Liz: What kind of deal?
Lawyer: You're a good kid, liz. Honor student, clubs, activities. Maybe you fell in with a bad crowd, met a guy with a problem. Maybe max dragged you into this.
Liz: You want me to sell max out?
Lawyer: He sold you out when he made you walk in there holding that gun.
Liz: We're in this together.
Mrs. Parker: Not anymore. Honey, you could go to jail for 20 years.
Lawyer: Let's talk about the gun. Did max convince you to hold it? How'd you get it to begin with?

[Scene swithces to the past]
Liz: So, why do we need this?
Max: Road trip.
Liz: Where?
Max: I did some research at the UFO center. There are 5 government storage facilities large enough to hold the ship. It's gotta be in one of them.
Liz: I don't see a government facility , do you?
Max: Let's take a look.
Max: Don't worry. It won't be loaded.
Liz: To go in there with a gun, that's a felony. Why can't I just distract the clerk?
Max: That's not enough time. I need at least 5 minutes to get downstairs, see if the ship's there, and if it works.
Liz: And what if it works? I mean, you go off to Antar and what? I mean, what if you never come back?
Max: I will come back. And I'm not leaving yet. First I have to see if this is even a possibility. I'm gonna have to figure out how to navigate it.
Liz: We can't get caught.
Max: We won't.

[In the present, Max opens Liz's cell]
Max: Let's go.
Liz: What do you mean?
Max: Let's get out of here.
Liz: Max, and then what? Just be on the run the rest of our lives? We'd never be able to go home again.
Max: That's not as bad as it sounds.
Liz: No, max, i'm sorry, but that's just too far for me. I'm not ready to give up my home or my family.
Max: I wish we could trade places.
Liz: No. No, no, no, max. Ok, I don't. You're free. We came here for a reason because your son is in trouble. Now you need to go back and do what we came for. You know, see if your ship works. Come on. I don't want this to all be for nothing.

[At the hotel]
[Knock on door]
Max: how's it going?
Michael: Maria's been crying about Liz the whole night. Other than that, things are great.
Max: I need the diamond.
Michael: Maxwell, i told you that guy scared the crap out of me. There's someone out there that wants us to stay away. And you know what? He convinced me.
Max: I'll be careful. Michael, my son is in trouble. Just give me the-- give me the diamond.
Michael: I would do it for you. You tell Isabel that you came in here and you found it yourself.

[Max gets the diaomond from the undr the couch- Maria wakes up]
Max: Hey.
Maria: How could you make Liz hold the gun?
[Max in the hall, sees Isabel]
Max: Hey. Isn't your room down the hall? Yeah. I was just in there with Maria.
Max: In there. You were in there with Maria?
Max: Where you going? My stuff's in the trunk.
Isabel: All right. Well, good night.
Max: Yeah. Good night.
[Max gets into his car]
Agent Burns: Max. I'm sorry. I have to, uh-- please. Agent burns of the fbi. So, why sam's quik stop?
Max: My case has been dismissed.
Agent Burns: By the sheriff's office maybe. I'm gonna give you the benefit of the doubt and assume you're just an incompetent criminal. But if you were in that store for any other reason, ... If you don't stop, you and your girlfriend will not be happy juvenile delinquents.
[Max is reliving the past]
Max: I have to contact my son. My son is in trouble. Just give me the diamond.
Isabel: I thought we made an agreement to let go of the other world and live here.
Max: That was before my son tried to contact me.
Liz: I want to do this with you, max. Together.
Max: Why?
Liz: Because if I had a child that i had lost, I would want you to help me find him. Max: I couldn't live with myself if anything ever happened to you.
Liz: Come on. We came out here for a reason because your son is in trouble. Go back and do what we came here to do.

[Max is in the basement, but the ship is gone]
Mr. Evans: What the hell's going on, son?
Max: You followed me here?
Mr. Evans: Yes. Yes, I followed you here. Because I can no longer trust you me the truth. I thought you were involved in drugs. But this is clearly something else. What were you looking for down here, max? What is this place?
Max: If i told you what this was about, it would put you and mom in danger.
Mr. Evans: And what's this?
Max: Don't touch that, dad. It could be toxic.
Mr. Evans: Why would there be a toxic chemical in the basement of a convenience store?
Max: Just don't touch it, dad.
Mr. Evans: Max, if this is what you think it is, we might be able to help liz.
Max: What are you talking about? How?

[Scene switches to a road]
Agent Burns: Mr. Evans. It's nice to meet you. Agent burns of the fbi. We now have jurisdiction.
Mr. Evans: So, maybe someone can tell me why the fbi is so interested in 2 teenagers robbing a convenience store.
Agent Burns: Actually, mr. Evans, we're not. We tested the so-called toxic chemical you submitted to the sheriff, and it turned out to be laundry detergent.
Max: It did? Well, we did our own test and it turned out to be tetryl.
Max: Now i'm sure there are any number of people in the media that would be interested to find out why such a dangerous chemical was found underneath a convenience store. And even more interested to find out the location was on federally owned property.
Agent Burns: You two are lucky to be walking away from this alive. You give me that jar now, and you were never here. You never saw anything under that convenience store, you never found any chemical there.
Mr. Evans: It's gonna be difficult not to ever mention this again if that girl is still in jail, Mr.. Burns.

[Back at the jail]
Mrs. Parker: Could you give us a minute?
Liz: What's going on?
Mrs. Parker: The charges were dropped.
Liz: What?
Mrs. Parker: Max's father discovered improper conduct with the arresting officer, and so they dismissed the case.
Liz: Oh, my god, mom. Oh, my god.
Mr. Parker: Liz, before we leave, there's something i need to talk to you about.
Liz: Yeah?
Mr. Parker: Your mother and I forbid you to see max anymore. He's not welcome at our restaurant. You are not to go out on a date with him, or attend the same parties. If you pass him in school, you are to look the other way.
Mrs. Parker: It's for the best.
Mr. Evans: Max... There was over $200 left in that cash register. You didn't do it for the money. I never believed you did it for some adolescent thrill. You did it because you wanted to get down those stairs into that room. And I need you to tell me why.
Max: I can't ever tell you the truth. Please, don't make me lie to you.
Mr. Evans: I'm sorry, son. Silence is not acceptable. And neither is a lie, not after what we've just been through. No. Not under my roof.
Max: I can respect that. I just want to thank you for helping Liz. I'll always appreciate that.
Max: I'll come by home to pack my things. Good-bye, dad.
[Max sees Liz come out and drive off with her parents. He gets in his car and leaves. The final scene is him sleeping in his car looking at the stars]


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