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(It’s the year 2014. Future Max and Future Liz are in the granilith chamber. Max prepares to travel back in time using the granilith’s power)
FUTURE MAX: I won’t leave you.
FUTURE LIZ: No, no, no. Max, you have to.
FUTURE MAX: If I’m successful, if I can do this, you and I won’t exist. Not as we do now.
FUTURE LIZ: Max, if you don’t do this, we’re gonna die. Everyone will. Max, you have to do this. You have to try it.
FUTURE MAX: I’ll never see you again.
FUTURE MAX: Thank you.
FUTURE LIZ: For what?
FUTURE MAX: For every kiss, every smile.
FUTURE LIZ: Max, I don’t have any regrets.
(Future Max activates the granilith by inserting a crystal into the base. Future Max appears inside the granilith. He reaches his hand towards Future Liz and she does the same. Future Max is sucked into the top of the granilith. Future Liz is knocked to the ground)
FUTURE LIZ: Aah! Ma…Max!
(In present day Roswell, Maria is driving Liz and Alex to Madame Vivian’s place)
LIZ: I’m so confused.
ALEX: I’m so depressed.
MARIA: Wimps.
LIZ: Max keeps coming to my window and telling me he wants to be with me again, but I know it’s…it can never work out.
ALEX: Isabel, she gave me another one of those “Alex, you’re such a great friend” speeches. It made me want to puke.
MARIA: I have Michael Guerin. He’s mine. You should have seen his face when he apologized to me. His eyes were practically begging me to take his sorry ass back. I have so landed him for once and for all…I think.
LIZ: Where are you taking us, anyway?
MARIA: Mmm. To a place where all of our questions will finally be answered. She’ll tell us where our future lies with our hybrid freaks. She’s a prophet. My mom lives her whole life based on her advice.
ALEX: And this is a recommendation?
(Inside the psychic’s house, Alex is the first to talk to Madame Vivian)
ALEX: So, Isabel and I will be…
PSYCHIC: You are a wonderful friend, her foundation. You will never have a carnal relationship…
ALEX: Oh, come on, Madame Vivian, there’s gotta be something in those leaves…a few moments of pure lust? Anything? Uh…Story of my life.
(Maria’s turn. She asks about Michael)
PSYCHIC: This boy…very volatile.
MARIA: That’s good for sex, right?
PSYCHIC: This relationship will not endure.
MARIA: Look, lady, I am not necessarily looking to tie the knot myself, but do I at least have a few months?
PSYCHIC: 48 hours, tops.
MARIA: 48 hours? Ok, are they a good 48 hours?
(Liz’s turn. She asks about Max)
PSYCHIC: I’ve never seen the cards fall like this before. The boy, he’s different.
LIZ: Yeah.
PSYCHIC: He’s very important, this boy. A leader.
LIZ: Yeah, he has this whole other destiny…one that doesn’t include me.
PSYCHIC: No. He chooses love.
LIZ: What?
PSYCHIC: He chooses you.
LIZ: No, no, no, no, see, that’s impossible.
PSYCHIC: The reading is clear. You marry your true love. You have happiness. The card here? Intimacy, sex. You will not be left wanting.
(We see Liz back in her room pretending she’s wearing a wedding dress)
LIZ: I, Liz Parker, take Max Evans to be…
(Suddenly there is the crack of thunder and Future Max lands outside Liz’s window. He walks to the window and crouches so Liz can see his face)
FUTURE MAX: Liz.
LIZ: Max?
(Opening credits)
LIZ: No, no, I don’t…I don’t know who you are, but you…you’re not Max.
FUTURE MAX: Liz, I know this is all hard to believe…
LIZ: Wh-what? You expect me to believe that the…the granilith is like some sort of time machine?
FUTURE MAX: It wasn’t intended to be, but it does have an enormous amount of power, and we were able to modify it to artificially create a tear in time space.
LIZ: No! No! There is no such thing as time travel, ok…because it is against every rule of physics, of reality, of everything.
FUTURE MAX: Look, I realize this is overwhelming.
LIZ: No, you’re not Max, ok? You…you’re like a shapeshifter. You are like some other kind of alien, with, like, the ability to look like Max with that beard and those…and those grey hairs.
FUTURE MAX: Do you really see grey?
LIZ: This isn’t funny, ok?
FUTURE MAX: Hold on.
LIZ: No! Let go of me!
FUTURE MAX: Liz…Liz, it’s me.
LIZ: Please, just let go of me.
FUTURE MAX: If I were a shapeshifter, there’s no way I could tell the future. In approximately 10 seconds, I will show up outside your window and begin singing to you…accompanied by a mariachi band.
LIZ: A mariachi band. Max wouldn’t do anything that cheesy.
FUTURE MAX: 3…2…1.
LIZ: Well?
MAX: I said approximately.
(There is a faint music that starts getting louder)
FUTURE MAX: I spent a week learning the lyrics from Mr. Delgado at the hardware store.
(Max and his mariachi buddies start singing to Liz in Spanish)
LIZ: Wow, that’s really embarrassing.
FUTURE MAX: I know…but I had to do something to get your attention. You had shut me out.
(More singing. Max throws up a bouquet of red roses to Liz)
FUTURE MAX: As I threw the flowers up to you, I remembered you preferred white roses.
(The roses change from red to white as they are in the air. Liz catches them)
LIZ: Why are you here?
FUTURE MAX: I can’t tell you too much, Liz…only what you need to know…but 14 years from now, we are taken over by our enemies.
LIZ: Uh, who’s taken over?
FUTURE MAX: Everyone. Earth. I need you to help me keep that from happening. We need to change the future. What we do here has to be precise and surgical. No one can know I’m here, especially not me…that is, my younger self.
LIZ: Uh, what is it you want to…
MAX: Not now…your dad’s coming.
(Jeff Parker knocks on the door and enters Liz’s room to find out what all the noise is about)
MR. PARKER: Lizzie? What the hell is going on out there? Is that Max again? Max, is that you again? It’s 11:00. Tomorrow’s a school day…
(Mr. Parker looks down and sees Max and his mariachi band singing and start to walk away)
MR. PARKER: Aw, jeez.
(At the Crashdown, Maria tells Michael about Madame Vivian’s prediction)
MARIA: We need to talk.
MICHAEL: Talk?
MARIA: Yeah, about our relationship.
MICHAEL: You gotta be joking me.
MARIA: Some stupid psychic told me that the next 48 hours are critical, so could you just try not to be a bonehead? Is that, like, a possibility?
(Courtney enters)
MARIA: No waitresses in the kitchen.
COURTNEY: Hey, Mikey G. You got my order yet?
MICHAEL: Yeah, right there.
COURTNEY: Takeoff Tacos, Plutonium Platter, and the Greek God salad, light on the feta. You’re such a good boy.
(Courtney slaps Mikey G on the butt, then leaves)
MICHAEL: She put in that order before I got busy.
MARIA: Ok, give it up, Guerin. What’s going on with her?
MICHAEL: Yeah, that’s exactly what I want to know.
MARIA: Michael.
MICHAEL: I don’t trust her.
MARIA: Hmm. Neither do I.
MICHAEL: I mean, there’s something going on with her. Another new face in town. Arrived this summer after the signal went out. Her picture was in Whitaker’s office. Constantly hanging around me, always giving me these looks.
MARIA: So, do you think she’s an alien?
MICHAEL: Or with the government. I don’t know.
MARIA: Well, I’ll tell you what I know, Mikey G. The slut wants in your pants.
MICHAEL: That might work. Oh, nice.
MARIA: What might work, Michael?
(Future Max is in Liz’s room looking at some pictures of her and Max)
LIZ: That’s private. Ok, I have some questions.
FUTURE MAX: I understand.
LIZ: If you need Max to do something different, why don’t you just go to Max directly?
FUTURE MAX: It’s complicated…but if a person encounters himself in another time period, there could be a…a reaction.
LIZ: A reaction…
FUTURE MAX: I don’t entirely understand it myself, but Serina said…she’s gonna be a friend of yours one day. It has something to do with quantum mechanics, but in essence, Max and I would both be destroyed if we actually came into contact.
LIZ: Oh.
FUTURE MAX: Liz, what’s about to happen over the next few days is critical to the history of this planet. Things between us are about to change…grow deeper. We become inseparable, and nothing comes between us ever again, until…
LIZ: The…the end of the world?
FUTURE MAX: That’s right.
LIZ: What happened?
FUTURE MAX: The closer that you and I grew, the worse it got with Tess, and eventually she left Roswell.
LIZ: Because of me?
FUTURE MAX: Because of me, and how I treated her. And it turned out Tess was critical to our survival. The four of us – Michael, Isabel, Tess, and I…we made a complete unit. We all had different gifts, and with one of us missing, we weren’t as strong, and everything fell apart.
LIZ: So, um…you want me to help you and Tess get together?
FUTURE MAX: Yes.
LIZ: Why don’t you just go to Tess?
FUTURE MAX: It’s you I trust. It’s you I have faith in, and because it’s not just about getting me close to Tess. I need you to help me fall out of love with you.
(Max gives Courtney a ride back to her place on his motorbike)
COURTNEY: Thanks for the ride.
MICHAEL: No problem.
COURTNEY: You handle your machine really good.
MICHAEL: Thanks.
COURTNEY: Well, I guess it’s time for another night curled up in my sheets, fondling my remote control.
MICHAEL: I guess.
COURTNEY: Unless, of course, you want to be my remote control for the night?
MICHAEL: I’d better go home.
COURTNEY: Too bad. Well…good night.
(Courtney kisses Michael)
MICHAEL: What the hell.
(Michael decides to go in)
(Switch to Kyle’s room in the Valenti household. Tess takes off a poster on the wall and starts using her power to wipe away part of the wall)
KYLE: I thought I told you I didn’t want you doing that bewitched crap in the house.
TESS: Out of my room.
KYLE: It’s my room!
TESS: You…you know what? Just…just forget it. I’m sick of this place, and I’m sick of Max Evans.
KYLE: Don’t toy with me.
TESS: I never asked to be his mate. He thinks I’m just gonna wait around until he comes to terms with his destiny? Well, I’m not. He can figure it out on his own. They all can. You know, they didn’t even know where the pod chamber was until I came along. I hate this life. I feel better.
KYLE: You look really great when you’re pissed.
TESS: Yeah, right.
KYLE: No, I’m serious. I feel, like, all this energy coming from you right now. In order to trim the lamp of wisdom, we must attend to our bodily needs.
TESS: Let me tell you something, Buddha-boy…I got a lamp that needs some serious trimming.
(The doorbell rings. Kyle goes to answer it. It’s Liz. She’s wants to talk to Tess)
LIZ: Hi.
KYLE: Well, you here for a reason, or you just rushed right over ’cause you sensed I might be experiencing some actual joy?
LIZ: Oh, uh, actually, I need to talk to Tess.
TESS (to Kyle): We’ll finish trimming my lamp later.
KYLE: Right. I’ll keep my equipment on the ready.
TESS: Mmm. What’s up?
LIZ: I thought maybe we could talk.
TESS: About what?
LIZ: Look, Tess…um, I know that we got off to a bad start…
TESS: Look, I’m not into bonding.
LIZ: Well, neither am I, but… I want to help you with Max.
TESS: What?
LIZ: I know Max, and I think I can help you with him.
TESS: How…how stupid do you think I am? I don’t know what your plan is, but I know you don’t want to help me. You hate me. You all do. Don’t you think I know that?
LIZ: Yeah, I’m not doing this for you. I’m doing this for Max. His future’s you.
TESS: And you just came to this?
LIZ: No, no. Look, I came to it that day in the desert when I walked away from him. Tess, I…I…I am sick of living like this, and I’m not gonna be free to move on unless I get Max to move on.
TESS: Look, I don’t need your help. If Max doesn’t come around on his own, he can…he can go to hell for all I care.
LIZ: Tess…it was really hard for me to come here. You can imagine, and look…I know that it’s hard for you to admit that you need help…but you do. It’s up to you.
(Back to Courtney’s place. Courtney is giving Michael a massage)
MICHAEL: So, how long have you lived in Roswell, anyway?
COURTNEY: A few months.
MICHAEL: What brought you here?
COURTNEY: I’ve always been into the whole alien thing, I guess, but I have to admit, the sightseeing has exceeded my expectations. What now?
MICHAEL: Shower.
COURTNEY: Let’s.
MICHAEL: Just you.
COURTNEY: What?
MICHAEL: I’m a germ-a-phobe. A clean girl is a sexy girl.
COURTNEY: Ok. Water sports. I like it. I’ll play any game you want me to, Mikey G.
(Courtney steps into the bathroom to take a shower. Michael starts snooping around. He opens a cabinet and finds it completely filled with skin lotion. Suddenly, he hears a noise from the window. It’s Maria)
MICHAEL: What the hell are you doing here?
MARIA: Investigating Courtney. What are you doing here, hound?
MICHAEL: No, I’m investigating Courtney. Get out of here.
MARIA: No, no, no. I found a picture of you, Max, and Isabel in her locker, and your face was circled.
MICHAEL: No way.
COURTNEY (from bathroom): Maybe you should put on some tunes, baby.
MARIA: Bastard.
MICHAEL: I had to get her out of the room somehow.
MICHAEL (to Courtney): Good idea, baby.
MARIA: I…I’m gonna retch.
MICHAEL: Ok, I’ve got the situation under control, so get out of here…seriously.
MARIA: If you lay one hand on her…
MICHAEL: No one is laying anything on anyone.
COURTNEY (from bathroom): By the way, you are an amazing kisser.
(Maria thwaps Michael on the head)
MARIA: You obviously came here for 2 reasons, huh?
(Courtney comes out of the bathroom dressed in a towel)
COURTNEY: Is somebody here?
(Maria hands Courtney a hair piece)
MARIA (to Courtney): Um…here. You left that at work.
MARIA (to Michael): And umm…remember how I said we had 48 hours? That was…that was way too optimistic. We’re done.
(Maria leaves)
MICHAEL (to Courtney): I’m gonna go.
(Switch to Future Max and Liz who are staking out Tess from Whitaker’s office. Max is supposed to meet her shortly. Liz is giving Tess instructions on what to say and how to act)
FUTURE MAX: Good, you got her to wear that top.
LIZ: Yeah, so you like that top?
FUTURE MAX: Well, we have to…play every card we have.
(Max arrives promptly and sits down at Tess’ table)
FUTURE MAX: Here he comes.
LIZ: Just don’t look at him. Let him come to you. Show him the book. Make sure he sees it.
TESS: Really? Steinbeck’s my favorite author, too.
FUTURE MAX: He sat down. You got him to sit down with her.
LIZ: Rah-rah. What?
FUTURE MAX: Nothing. It’s just…seeing you at 17 again is making it all come flooding back to me. How my stomach used to rumble every time I saw you.
LIZ: So, um…did we get married?
FUTURE MAX: Liz, you know I can’t…
LIZ: You…I know, you can’t talk about it. I’m sorry. I know.
FUTURE MAX: We eloped. We were 19.
LIZ: We were 19? Wow, that is so young. That is too young.
FUTURE MAX: That’s what I said, but you said that Romeo and Juliet were even younger than us, so we drove to Vegas. Got married at the Elvis chapel. Congratulations, kids.
LIZ: So we didn’t have a real wedding.
FUTURE MAX: Oh, we had a great wedding. You called Maria, Michael, Isabel, and Alex, and had them meet us halfway. We spent the whole night singing and dancing in some dive outside Phoenix, and at the end of the night, “I Shall Believe” came on the radio.
LIZ: I love that song.
FUTURE MAX: I know. Everyone else was exhausted, but not us. Oh, we danced…just the two of us. And ever since then, it’s been our song.
LIZ: If this works…I’m not gonna have that day.
FUTURE MAX: No, you won’t.
LIZ: Then what happens to you if we succeed? I…I mean you. The future version of you?
FUTURE MAX: If we succeed in changing history, a different version of the future will take place. All the events that led to who I am 14 years from now will be different. The man I am now will cease to exist.
(Switch to Max and Tess’ conversation)
MAX: Listen, I…I realize none of this is your fault. You just sought me out because it was your destiny.
TESS: Hey, I…I can only imagine if you thought you’d found the love of your life and someone comes to tell you that you’re meant to be with someone else.
MAX: Exactly.
TESS: You know, if things change, they change. If they don’t, it’s ok, Max.
MAX: I don’t think things will change.
TESS: I know, but it takes two, and if Liz isn’t interested…
MAX: What do you mean, “if Liz isn’t interested?”
TESS: No, I…I didn’t mean…
MAX: You were talking to Liz about this?
TESS: N-Not exactly.
(Max looks around and sees someone peeking from Congresswoman Whitaker’s office)
FUTURE MAX: Damn.
(Max walks over to Congresswoman Whitaker’s office)
LIZ: Get outta here.
(Future Max makes a quick exit into Congresswoman Whitaker’s room)
LIZ: Max.
MAX: Were you watching?
LIZ: Um…
MAX: So, it was all a setup.
LIZ: Yeah.
MAX: You tried to get Tess and me together?
LIZ: Look, I know that you must hate me right now. I, um…
(Max grabs Liz and gives her a long, passionate kiss. There are image flashbacks)
MAX: I felt that…and I know you did, too, and I know you think that…that I need to let you go…for the sake of Michael, and Isabel, and my race…so you went to Tess. But she can’t be you. Tess can never be you.
LIZ: Max, we have to stop this. We have to. I am telling you that we have to.
MAX: Go out with me on Friday. There’s a Gomez concert in Santa Fe. I have tickets.
LIZ: No. No, Max. I can’t go out with you ever again. Please stop doing this.
MAX: I can’t.
(In Liz’s room, Future Max and Liz discuss what happened with Max)
FUTURE MAX: You’re supposed to be breaking up with him, not kissing him.
LIZ: You…you kissed me. I mean…you know, he kissed me.
FUTURE MAX: You’re only making me love you more.
LIZ: I just said no to Gomez.
FUTURE MAX: You said no the last time, too. I didn’t take no for an answer.
LIZ: So we went to the concert.
FUTURE MAX: No. The night of Gomez I came to your room. That’s the night that things between us were cemented.
LIZ: Cemented. So when you say cemented, you…
FUTURE MAX: We made love.
LIZ: No, no, we…we didn’t.
FUTURE MAX: Liz…
LIZ: No, I have no intention of making love to you or…or anyone else at this particular stage of my life.
FUTURE MAX: I beg to differ.
LIZ: No. Making love to you is the farthest thing from my mind. I…I don’t even have protection.
FUTURE MAX: I did.
LIZ: Oh, that’s great. There you are, Max the Saint, just walking around with a condom in his back pocket. I…I…I don’t even care what happened in your reality. I am not making love to you or anyone until I am ready, and I am just not ready.
FUTURE MAX: Liz, I am telling you what happened, and we have to change that. We have to. And so far, we’ve failed. Liz, it’s not just Max that’s the problem here. You are. You are not letting yourself change. Now you have to do something…before it’s too late.
(Alex is looking for Maria at the Crashdown and finds her in the back, ripping apart photos of Michael)
ALEX: Maria.
MARIA: Can you just wait outside for a second?
ALEX: Sure.
(Maria is sobbing)
ALEX: Maria, what’s wrong?
MARIA: Could you just get out of here?
ALEX: What happened?
MARIA: I found this picture of Michael in Courtney’s locker…like some sort of surveillance photo or something.
ALEX: Oh, my God. Is he all right?
MARIA: Yeah, he’s all right. Actually, he’s terrific. I was worried about him, so I went all the way across town to save his ass, and I get there, and…he’s already there, and so is Courtney…in a towel.
ALEX: Maria.
(Switch to Max’s room at home. He is doing some pull-ups. There is a knock on his window. It’s Liz)
MAX: Well, this is a surprise.
LIZ: It isn’t what you think. No, I can do it.
(Liz climbs in)
LIZ: Can you…um, put a shirt on, please?
(Max puts a shirt on)
LIZ: Thank you.
MAX: Liz…
LIZ: Don’t say anything, ok? Um, because I…I came in here with this whole speech, and once you start talking, my speech doesn’t apply, and everything gets changed, and I just want to make sure that I say everything to you, so just don’t say anything. Just don’t say anything. Ok, I…I just re-read “Romeo and Juliet”, and you know, the first thing that I realized is that isn’t even the title. It’s called “The Tragedy of Romeo and Juliet”. They die. You know, she’s this young girl, she…she’s younger than me, and she dies. Look, I think the reason why people think that it’s such a romantic play is they don’t know what it’s like to be put in that position…but when your life and…and other people’s lives are…are put at risk, there isn’t anything romantic about it. Max, you can’t stop what’s happening to you. I mean, your life will always be dangerous, but my life, it doesn’t have to be. My life is only in danger if I am with you. I…I want to be in love with boys…normal boys. I…I want to see my 21st birthday. I…I want to have a wedding day. I…I…I want to have children…and I want my children to be safe. You know, Max, if…if you truly love me, you’ll let me go. I may love you, but I…I don’t want to die for you.
(Max immediately goes to Maria for advice)
MARIA: You just want me to tell you that it’s all gonna work out, right?
MAX: No. I want to hear what you have to say.
MARIA: Ok. Here’s what I think…give Liz up. Leave her alone. All this is leading nowhere. None of us belong with any of you. And I’m really sick of how much it’s screwing us up. I mean, look at us. We’re pathetic.
(Back outside Liz’s room, Liz is sobbing. Future Max reaches his hand for a tissue and it goes through the box)
LIZ: What…what’s happening?
FUTURE MAX: This must be it. What you did must have worked. I’m leaving.
LIZ: What, so you’re just…you’re going back to where you came from?
FUTURE MAX: No. There’s nowhere to go back to.
(Switch back to Max and Maria at the Crashdown. Max is in a daze)
MARIA: You’re not there, are you?
MAX: I can’t help it. I love her. What can I say?
MARIA: You’re hopeless.
(Future Max is silent for a moment, then attempts to grab the box again. This time, his hand doesn’t go through it)
FUTURE MAX: It didn’t work. We have to do something else.
LIZ: No, I…I can’t.
FUTURE MAX: You have to.
LIZ: Do you know how hard it was for me to tell him that I didn’t want to die for him? He’s the only reason that I’m alive right now. You…you’ve…you gotta come up with another plan. Please go to someone else. I…I just…I can’t do this anymore.
FUTURE MAX: Just 25 minutes before I came here, I held Michael in my arms…dead. Isabel died 2 weeks before that. Now you have to do this. You have to find a way. All of our lives depend on it.
LIZ: How? What can I do that’s gonna make you turn away from me?
FUTURE MAX: I don’t know.
(Later, at the Crashdown, Maria spies Liz glumly gazing from the back room into the main Crashdown area)
MARIA: What’s wrong?
LIZ: Uh…nothing.
MARIA: You look upset, Liz.
LIZ: I…I just can’t talk about it. Oh, I heard about Michael and Courtney.
MARIA: What gets me is that…that Madame Vivian bitch was right. Granted, Michael is the world’s worst boyfriend. I know that. You know that. America knows that. But when I caught them together…that look of guilt on his face…I’ve never felt so awful, Liz.
LIZ: Oh, my God.
MARIA: I know. I mean, I guess it’s a good thing, you know? ‘Cause…when I saw that, I realized there was nothing he could do to make up for it. I know it’s over.
(Liz listens to Maria’s words and she realizes she may have found a way to get Max to stop loving her. She goes to Kyle for help)
LIZ: I need your help.
(Kyle and Liz are in Liz’s room. Kyle is undressing in Liz’s room, while Liz is undressing in her bathroom. Liz is trying to set things up so that Max will come by and see her and Kyle together in bed)
KYLE: So…we haven’t really, uh…talked much lately.
LIZ: Yeah! How’s it going?
KYLE: Not bad. I found Buddha.
(Future Max is with Liz in the bathroom)
FUTURE MAX: I don’t think this is a good plan.
LIZ (to Future Max): What are you talking about?
FUTURE MAX: You really think this is gonna work? I would never be jealous of Kyle.
LIZ (to Future Max): Can you turn around?
(Liz starts to undress)
LIZ (to Kyle): So that’s like meditation, right? Incense, that sort of thing?
KYLE: It’s really about approaching life through a spiritual place and becoming in tune with different planes of existence.
FUTURE MAX: What a line of crap.
KYLE: Am I taking my boxers off?
LIZ (to Kyle): No. Undergarments stay on.
KYLE: Right.
FUTURE MAX: If he tries anything…
LIZ (to Future Max): I’ve got it under control. Please stay out of earshot.
(Liz comes out of her bathroom dressed in a towel)
KYLE: This brings back memories.
LIZ: Kyle, we were never in bed together.
KYLE: What? No. I’m talking about the towel. The “Y” pool, summer before last?
LIZ: Yeah.
KYLE: Liz…I, uh…I want you to know that, uh…uh…I meditated on this entire situation, and I’m, uh…I’m at peace with it.
LIZ: Oh. Uh…that…that’s great.
KYLE: So shall we hop in?
LIZ: Yeah. Um, Kyle, look…I just wanna make sure that I…I…I made it actually clear that we’re not gonna…
KYLE: Consummate. I understand.
LIZ: Right. And when we kiss…
KYLE: No tongue. I’m on board.
LIZ: Yeah. Ok.
KYLE: I’m here to help. My body’s merely a vessel.
LIZ: Ok.
(Alex stops by at Michael’s apartment)
MICHAEL: What’s up?
ALEX: Nothing. Nothing at all.
MICHAEL: Well, I was kinda watching the game, so if you got something on your mind…
(Alex grabs the remote and turns off the TV)
ALEX: Do you have any idea what you’ve done to Maria?
MICHAEL: Dude, it was a misunderstanding.
ALEX: Look. I don’t care that you’ve got 30 pounds on me or…or that you can kill me with some…some twisted alien power. I will not let you treat her like that. I…I don’t care that Isabel treats me like crap, but no one does that to Maria, all right? She’s not just some girl!
MICHAEL: You gotta believe me…I have nothing…
(Courtney happens to stop by at that moment)
COURTNEY: Knock knock.
(Alex turns around and nails Michael in the face. Alex immediately starts wincing)
ALEX: Ow!
MICHAEL: You realize you just risked your life?
ALEX: Yeah.
MICHAEL: You’re a really good friend, man.
ALEX: Call me that again, and I’ll really kick your ass.
(Alex leaves)
COURTNEY: Are you ok?
MICHAEL: Yeah. I’m fine.
(Michael and Courtney start making out again. Michael reaches around to her back and peels off a piece of skin)
MICHAEL: You’re a skin? Stop!
(Michael fires his alien power at Courtney, who makes a quick escape out the window)
(Back to Liz’s room, where Liz and Kyle are lying next to each other in her bed)
KYLE: So Evans must have really pissed you off to get you to resort to something like this.
LIZ: I told you I don’t really want to talk about why I’m doing this.
KYLE: Jeez, I just figured since I’m giving you my last shred of dignity…
LIZ: I…I really. I can’t.
KYLE: So…we have something in common.
LIZ: Yeah? What’s that?
KYLE: We, uh…we’re the only two people I know of who have died and were brought back by an alien.
LIZ: Yeah. You’re right.
KYLE: You feel different?
LIZ: Yeah. Kyle…when he healed you, um…did…did you see things?
KYLE: See things?
LIZ: Flashes. Images.
KYLE: No. But since he healed me, I keep getting these flashes of Max Evans naked.
(Liz laughs)
KYLE: Feels good to make you laugh again.
LIZ: It feels like this is the first time we’ve talked…since…
KYLE: Feels good to do that again.
LIZ: Yeah. It does feel good.
(Max shows up with the Gomez tickets in hand, just like Future Max had predicted. He sees Liz and Kyle in bed together and is stunned. He drops the tickets and leaves)
KYLE: Well, I guess it worked.
(Switch to Max who is glumly sitting by himself on a bench. Tess walks by and asks how he is doing)
TESS: Are you ok?
MAX: No.
TESS: Can I sit down?
MAX: Sure.
(Switch to Liz and Future Max outside Liz’s room)
FUTURE MAX: I’ve fought a thousand battles…but watching you do that was the hardest thing I’ve ever had to do.
LIZ: The look on his face…on your face.
FUTURE MAX: Maybe it’s for the best. For you, too.
LIZ: What are you talking about?
FUTURE MAX: I saw you with Kyle. He’s turning out to be a…a great guy. Maybe it would be better for you to be with a human.
LIZ: Don’t you realize what you are to me…and you’re always gonna be? You’re the love of my life. Everyone else is gonna be second best. There’ll never be another you.
(Switch back to Tess and Max sitting on the bench)
TESS: Do you wanna talk about it?
MAX: No.
TESS: Do you want me to leave?
MAX: No.
(Switch back to Future Max and Liz)
LIZ: So Max and…Tess are going to be together now.
FUTURE MAX: I don’t know. I don’t know anything now. This is a different world.
LIZ: I’m gonna be alone.
FUTURE MAX: Maybe. Maybe not. From now on, the future is to be determined. It’s what’ve always said to you, Liz. We create our own destiny.
LIZ: Could you dance with me?
FUTURE MAX: What?
LIZ: I wanna have my wedding dance.
(“I Shall Believe” starts playing. Liz dances with Future Max. Future Max twirls Liz and she spins around by herself. When she stops spinning, she realizes that Future Max has disappeared. The episode ends with her looking upward at the night sky and seeing a shooting star)