Liz: He's not home, Max.

Max: (still invisible) Maybe I can get to him.

(Max stares at a framed picture Liz has of all six friends; but he concentrates on Alex.)

Max: (Attempts connection) Alex old buddy…where are you?

(In silent connection)

Alex: (startled) Oh…Hi Max. What's goin' down.

Max: Are you anywhere near by?

Alex: Actually, I'm at your house. Isabel and I are packing a lunch…we are going to head out in the dessert and look for geodesic rocks.

Max: Could you come over to Liz' ?

Alex: I suppose…what's up.

Max: I need you to see for yourself.

Isabel: (In the connection) What are you two talking about?

Max: You weren't supposed to hear this.

Isabel: You called us.

Max: I called Alex…maybe I shouldn't have used the picture of all of us that Liz has here.

Michael: You certainly shouldn't have. You woke me up. What's wrong?

Max: Oh man… you may as well all come over. I have a problem. You're going to find out sooner or later anyhow.

Michael: Shall we meet in the Crashdown?

Max: Yeh…come over…Liz will bring you to me…I can't go downstairs right now.

Isabel: Max…you're acting strangely.

Max: That's an understatement. See you soon.

(End connection)

Max: Well…I did it…I got Alex…but I got Isabel and Michael too. Oh well…they were sure to find out anyhow.

Liz: Somebody will know what to do.

Max: I'd almost rather be losing my powers like I was before than be dealing with this. At least then only I knew when there was a problem.

Liz: I'm sorry the kiss thing isn't working…I was looking forward to it.

Max: Like I said…I'll kiss you anytime you want…but…

Liz: Oh…you've faded back in again.

Max: (Looks at his hand) So I have.

Liz: (Takes his hand in hers' while she can see it.) Think it's over?

Max: I don't know. I have no idea what is going on…or how to fix it.

Liz: Want to go downstairs?

Max: What if I fade out again…better not…all I'd need is the sheriff…or anyone else to see that happen…

Liz: You're probably right. (Pause) This is my fault, Max…if I hadn't been so concerned about my stupid hair dryer…

Max: It's OK…there's no way you could have known…I certainly didn't know there was any danger…

Liz: Back in a minute…please, stay visible.

Max: I'll try.

(Liz goes down and waits for the others. When they arrive, she brings them up to her room. Max has faded out of view again)

Liz: Is everyone completely calm?

Isabel: Why? What's wrong with Max?

Liz: You'll see…or maybe you won't see.

Alex: You're talking as strangely as Max was when we connected.

Liz: That's not surprising.

(Opens the door)

Liz: Max…they're here.

Max: I'm not...I mean I am, but I'm not.

Liz: Oh great…I was hoping this was over.

(As Max walks toward the group all they see is headless and armless clothes approaching them. Michael and Alex stare…Isabel faints.)

Max: I was afraid of that. Take her over to the window…get her some air…

Alex: I suppose you can explain this, Liz.

Michael: It better be good…where's Max?

Max: I'm right here, Michael.

(Max touches both Michael and Alex on the shoulders as they are helping Isabel…Max takes Isabel's hand as she is coming to.)

Isabel: Max…wh…what…you're OK, right?

Max: I'm OK…you just can't see me.

Alex: Is this a new Czechoslovakian thing?

Max: I have no idea what it is…or how to fix it. I was trying to fix Liz' hair dryer…

(Max and Liz explain to the others what happened with the hair dryer and the subsequent problem for Max.)

Alex: Is this a balance problem…do we need to get you back to the cave?

Max: I don't know what it is. I was hoping one of you could venture a guess. If it doesn't go away…I mean if I don't come back…the cave might be worth a try.

Liz: Every now and then he fades in…or he has been.

Michael: That's too bad. I was thinking how we could take advantage of this. You could slip into the sheriff's office and change those files he has on Liz. It's a great opportunity. Maybe you could visit the ladies locker room too. There are all kinds of things you could do…

Max: I'd have to strip naked, otherwise they'd see my clothes.

Michael: I know…That's why it's too bad you might fade in…maybe the fading in will stop.

Max: Hey…could we concentrate on getting me back to normal…not how we might use this situation. I don't like it.

Alex: I can believe that

Liz: Put some of my make-up on your face…maybe we can see an outline if you do that.

(Max rubs some make-up on…and it does help)

Liz: At least now we can see an image.

Max: But this isn't good enough. I can't go anywhere! I can't even go home. I don't want mom and dad to not see me.

Isabel: I don't think you need to worry…

Max: I'm not worried about their love and support…They'd support me I'm sure…but I just don't want to do it to them. They really think we're pretty normal for aliens…I want to keep it that way.

Isabel: You're right…but you can't stay away forever…and you can't stay here overnight…Liz' parents…

Max: I know! Michael…could I stay with you? We can tell my folks I'm helping you with a big school project or something.

Michael: Sure…but that doesn't solve anything.

Alex: I've got an idea for a temporary fix. The make-up scheme gave me inspiration.

Max: Are you sure it wasn't indigestion?

Alex: Sounds like one of my lines.

Max: Now I know I'm in trouble.

Alex: Hey…I'm trying too help. What if we got some stage make-up and mask putty. Michael…could you mold a Max image?

Isabel: He's a painter…not a sculptor.

Michael: Actually…maybe I could. It wouldn't work for close up…but at least he could ride in a car…or walk down the street.

Max: Would it be good enough I could walk into my house late...in shadows…at least get to my room.

Michael: Maybe…

Liz: How can we get some of this stuff?

Alex: I have a friend who does make-up for the school drama department. I think he would have what we need.

Isabel: Can you get the stuff without him asking questions?

Alex: I'll try.

Max: This is stop gap scheme at best…how do we get me cured.

Alex: Maybe you could go to a smokehouse…or is that too close to a sweat lodge?

Isabel: ALEX!!!!