{"id":41796,"date":"2020-01-19T06:38:50","date_gmt":"2020-01-19T11:38:50","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/crashdown.com\/news\/?page_id=41796"},"modified":"2020-02-02T11:30:53","modified_gmt":"2020-02-02T16:30:53","slug":"transcript","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/crashdown.com\/news\/episodes\/season\/three\/308-behind-the-music\/transcript\/","title":{"rendered":"#308 Behind The Music \u2013 Transcript"},"content":{"rendered":"[Max and Liz are in Mr. Evan’s office looking at the conspiracy board]\nLiz: <\/b> You ok?
\nMax: <\/b> I can’t believe this. My whole life is up here.
\nLiz: <\/b>Yeah. So is mine. He knows that I’m a part of this.
\nMax: <\/b>My own father. “Tess.”
\nLiz: <\/b> he’s got cards up here for everything… Los Angeles, Utah… The jeep.
\nMax: <\/b> I got rid of it.
\nLiz: <\/b>Yeah, because you thought you’d never need it again.
\nMax: <\/b>I was going home.
\nLiz: <\/b>Max, maybe you should tell your father. You know, let him in on the secret.
\nMax: <\/b>No. No, I can’t. Not ever.
\nLiz: <\/b>Max-
\nMax: <\/b> these are my parents. I can’t–I can’t put them in this kind of danger. They can’t ever know the truth.
\nLiz: <\/b>So, what are you gonna do?
\nMax: <\/b>The necklace I gave you when I thought I was leaving…
\nLiz: <\/b>Yeah, what about it?
\nMax: <\/b> I need it back.
\n[Liz and Maria are talking in the Crashdown]\nMaria: <\/b>So he didn’t take it well, huh?
\nLiz: <\/b>Alien Defcon 5.
\nMaria: <\/b> It’ll be ok, I hope.
\nLiz: <\/b>Let Max talk to Michael.
\nMaria: <\/b>Right.
\n[Sighs]\nMichael: <\/b>so, when does Billy get here?
\nMaria: <\/b>I don’t know. I thought he’d be here by now.
\nLiz: <\/b>Billy who?
\nMaria: <\/b>Billy Darden.
\nLiz: <\/b>First-kiss Billy? He’s coming here?
\nMaria: <\/b>Yes. He’s on his way to New York.
\nKyle: <\/b>Wait a minute. Wait a minute. Your ex-boyfriend’s coming to visit? That’s not legal.
\nMaria: <\/b>He’s not my ex-boyfriend. We kissed once 4 years ago. I was 13, and Michael knows all about it.
\nMichael: <\/b>Yeah, we’re all going to dinner.
\nLiz: <\/b>No. No mayo on that one. Um, so, where’s he gonna stay?
\nMaria: <\/b>At my house.
\nKyle: <\/b>Your mom’s ok with this?
\nMaria: <\/b>My mom’s out of town.
\nKyle: <\/b>What?
\nMichael: <\/b> It’s fine. There’s your no-mayo.
\nKyle: <\/b>Michael, Michael, Michael. Let me explain something to you. Here on the planet earth we have this thing called jealousy.
\nMichael: <\/b>Kyle, relax. I have nothing to be jealous about. They were 13-year-old geeks at band camp.
\nMaria: <\/b>Ok, first of all, it was a, uh, songwriter’s workshop. And, uh… Billy wasn’t a geek. He was just a little skinny. He had a little acne on the face, but-
\nMichael: <\/b>and braces.
\nMaria: <\/b>We all had braces. All right, fine. He was a little bit of a geek.
\nKyle: <\/b> And you kissed him?
\nMaria: <\/b> Would you shut up?
\nMichael: <\/b> Shut up.
\n[A young good looking guys comes into the Crashdown]\nMaria: <\/b>Hello. Table or booth?
\nBilly: <\/b>It’s me.
\nMaria: <\/b>Billy?
\nBilly: <\/b>Yeah.
\nMaria: <\/b>No.
\nBilly: <\/b>Yeah.
\nMaria: <\/b>Come here. Oh, my god.
\nBilly: <\/b>Ohh. God, look at you.
\n[A dozen eggs sitting next to Michael, suddenly explode]\nMaria: <\/b>Oh. Um, let’s go this way.
\nBilly: <\/b>All right.
\nKyle: <\/b>I guess the braces worked.
\nBilly: <\/b>God, last time I saw you you were like 13 going on 30.
\nMaria: <\/b>And you were like 98 pounds going on this. You look great.
\nBilly: <\/b>Now don’t take this the wrong way, but have you looked in a mirror? I mean, you went from the girl no one wanted to dance with to the prom queen.
\nMaria: <\/b>Now how am I supposed to take that the wrong way? And shut up.
\nBilly: <\/b>I’m serious, really. You look great, Maria.
\nMaria: <\/b>Thanks. Ahem. So… Uh, how long are you staying?
\nBilly: <\/b>Uh, just a couple days. Uh, is it cool with your mom, me staying over?
\nMaria: <\/b>Sure. Yeah. And anyway, she’s, uh, she’s actually gonna be out of town for a couple of days.
\nBilly: <\/b>Oh. Well, uh, I can’t wait to hear what you’ve been working on.
\nMaria: <\/b>Working on?
\nBilly: <\/b>Your music.
\nMaria: <\/b>Oh.
\nBilly: <\/b>God, I can still remember some of the lyrics you wrote back at band camp.
\nMaria: <\/b>God. Yeah, most of it was crap, anyway.
\nBilly: <\/b>Oh, come on.
\nMaria: <\/b>If anyone asks, though, it was a songwriters workshop.
\nBilly: <\/b>Oh.
\n[Max opens the back door of Crashdown and whispers]\nMax: <\/b>Michael!
\nMichael: <\/b>What are you doing in here?
\nMax: <\/b>When do you get off work?
\nMichael: <\/b>10 minutes. But I’ve got plans with Maria and Billy bob Thornton out there.
\nMax: <\/b>Something came up. Cancel them.
\n[Maria and Billy are talking in front of the restaurant]\nBilly: <\/b>That is so funny.
\nMichael: <\/b>Hi.
\nBilly: <\/b>Hey.
\nMichael: <\/b>I’m the boyfriend.
\nBilly: <\/b>Hey. Billy. Nice to meet you.
\nMaria: <\/b>Ready to go?
\nMichael: <\/b>Gotta cancel.
\nMaria: <\/b>Wait a minute. I was gonna cook.
\nMichael: <\/b>Something came up.
\nMaria: <\/b>What?
\nMichael: <\/b>It’s work-related.
\nMaria: <\/b>Oh. Of course.
\nMichael: <\/b>Steve’s wife, Cheryl, she got the flu on my other job, so I gotta cover for her…
\nBilly: <\/b>Oh. Him.
\nMichael: <\/b>Yeah. Sorry, Billy.
\nBilly: <\/b>Oh, no. You gotta do what you gotta do, you know?
\nMichael: <\/b>I’ll make it up to you. I promise.
\nMichael: <\/b>Nice meeting you.
\nBilly: <\/b>Yeah. He seems nice.
\nMaria: <\/b>Oh, yeah. He’s a peach.
\n[Isabel and Jesse are moving into their new apartment]\nIsabel: <\/b>Oh, no-no-no, honey! Those go in the bedroom. Those boxes go in the bedroom.
\nJesse: <\/b>Uh-huh.
\nIsabel: <\/b>Oh, you know what? I’m sorry. You were right. Kitchen.
\nJesse: <\/b>I just remembered. We forgot something.
\nIsabel: <\/b>Oh, jeez! Wow! You’re really strong.
\nJesse: <\/b>Ok, it’s tradition…
\n[Jesse picks Isabel up and walks her over the threshold]\nJesse: <\/b>Mrs. Ramirez, welcome to your new home.
\nIsabel: <\/b>Thank you, Mr. Ramirez. I love you so much.
\nJesse: <\/b>Me, too.
\n[Telephone rings]\nIsabel: <\/b>I should get that.
\nJesse: <\/b>And I should get more boxes. But we should…
\nIsabel: <\/b>Continue this later?
\nJesse: <\/b>Yes.
\n[Ring]\n[ring]\nIsabel: <\/b>hello?
\nMax: <\/b>Did you find your healing stone?
\nIsabel: <\/b>Yes, i did. It was in the box that i said it was gonna be in. You are way overreacting to this whole thing.
\nMax: <\/b>No, I’m not, Isabel. Dad is on the warpath.
\nIsabel: <\/b>He’s our father, not the enemy. Listen to me-
\nMr Evans: <\/b> Isabel?
\nIsabel: <\/b>Oh, my god!
\nMr Parker: <\/b>Sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you. The door was open.
\nIsabel: <\/b>Oh, can I call you back? I’ll call you back. Ok, bye. Hi, dad. Um… What’s up?
\nMr Evans: <\/b>I just wanted to see your new place. It’s nice. Cozy. Uh, from your mother and me.
\n[Mr Evans hands a plant to Isabel]\nIsabel: <\/b>Ooh, thank you so much. Thank you. Um, you really should have waited, though, until, you know, we got a little more unpacked and situated.
\nMr Evans: <\/b>Nah, that’s all right. Where’s, uh, Jesse?
\nIsabel: <\/b>He’s outside by the truck, I think.
\nMr Evans: <\/b>I can’t believe how grown up my kids are. You with your new house, Max with his new car.
\nIsabel: <\/b>Yeah. Grown up.
\nMr Evans: <\/b>I guess I have to get used to my new role. I didn’t get the chance to help you find this place. I didn’t even know Max was getting a new car.
\nIsabel: <\/b>Yeah, it all just happened really fast, you know?
\nMr Evans: <\/b>Do you even know when he got rid of the jeep?
\nMaria: <\/b>I can’t believe you’re doing it. Moving to New York, huh?
\nBilly: <\/b>Yeah. Greenwich village.
\nMaria: <\/b>Playing seedy bars and coffee shops.
\nBilly: <\/b>Well, that was the plan.
\nMaria: <\/b>Yeah, but there are plans and then there are plans.
\nBilly: <\/b>Well, I guess this was the plan.
\nMaria: <\/b>Yeah, I guess so. So, what are you gonna do for money?
\nBilly: <\/b>As long as I make enough to get by, I’m fine, you know?
\nMaria: <\/b>Oh, god, that is so romantic, I could just scream.
\nBilly: <\/b>Come on. It was your idea.
\nMaria: <\/b>I know, but I mean, I was 13 and talkin’ about going to the big city. Even then I knew it was just talk. Here. Taste.
\nBilly: <\/b>That’s pretty good. That’s not how I remember it. I mean, even back then you were pretty dead serious about your music. I mean, you’re the one that gave me the bug. If I hadn’t have met you, I’d still be playing stairway to heaven in my mom’s garage.
\nMaria: <\/b>Well, I guess for me music was just more of like a passing thing.
\nBilly: <\/b>Well, I find that very hard to believe.
\nMaria: <\/b>What are you doing?
\nBilly: <\/b>The sauce is just a little thin, so I’m gonna show you a little family secret.
\nMaria: <\/b>In my sauce? You’re putting creamer-
\nBilly: <\/b>shh. Come on. Try it. Try it. Try it.
\nMaria: <\/b>Ok. Mm-hmm.
\nBilly: <\/b>Mm-hmm.
\nMaria: <\/b>Not bad.
\n[Back at Jesse and Isabel’s apartment]\nJesse: <\/b>Your dad introduced me to some new clients as his son-in-law.
\nIsabel: <\/b>This floor is way too hard.
\nJesse: <\/b>Do you think i should start calling him dad? Ha ha! That is too weird. I won’t do it.
\nIsabel: <\/b>We could use a blanket. I’ll be right back .
\nJesse: <\/b>Hey, where are you going?
\nIsabel: <\/b>To get a blanket.
\nJesse: <\/b>Why?
\nIsabel: <\/b>So we can have sex.
\nJesse: <\/b>In here?
\nIsabel: <\/b>Yes. It’s tradition that when a couple moves into their new place, they make love in every room of the house.
\nJesse: <\/b>Ok. Can I finish flossing my teeth? Oh! Before I forget, your dad-
\nIsabel: <\/b>please! Could we just not talk about my dad for a second here?
\nJesse: <\/b>Yeah, sure.
\nIsabel: <\/b>Oh, ok. What’d he say?
\nJesse: <\/b>He’s bringing up Utah. Utah? Yeah, Max’s little crime spree. He keeps asking me what I think really happened.
\nIsabel: <\/b>What did you say?
\nJesse: <\/b>That I think Max is hiding something. Damned if I know what it is. What do you think?
\nIsabel: <\/b>You wanna know what I think? I think that as long as my father and Max continue to invade my life with you, tradition is gonna have to wait.
\nJesse: <\/b>What did I just do?
\n[Isabel storms out]\n[Billy and Maria are talking]\nMaria: <\/b>No! Oh, my god! No!
\nBilly: <\/b>There she is. Right there.
\nMaria: <\/b>Look at my hair and my eyes. Ugh!
\nBilly: <\/b>Come on. It was your late 90s retro Annie Lennox phase. You know, you were experimenting. I think it was cute.
\nMaria: <\/b>Right. Burn those now.
\nBilly: <\/b>Oh, no–oh, no. These are goin’ to the big apple where they’ll be prominently displayed in my guitar case where people will be throwing money.
\nMaria: <\/b>Look at that! Look at– this hair spray alone could choke a horse.
\nBilly: <\/b>Ok. Well, look past the somewhat flammable hair and see what I see.
\nMaria: <\/b>Which is what? Bad eyeliner?
\nBilly: <\/b>Nah. Dreams. Look. This girl… Has beautiful dreams. And she makes beautiful music. So, what happened to her?
\nMaria: <\/b>Nothing. She just grew up.
\nBilly: <\/b>Right. Right.
\n[Max and Michael are digging a hole in the dessert]\nMichael: <\/b>Is this deep enough?
\nMax: <\/b>Almost.
\nMichael: <\/b>Max, we’ve been up all night collecting every conceivable alien artifact that ever crashed in this god-forsaken planet, including all of Tess’s stuff. I’m tired.
\nMax: <\/b>All right. That’s deep enough. We still need your healing stone.
\nMichael: <\/b>I think it’s at Maria’s.
\nMax: <\/b>You think it’s at Maria’s?
\nMichael: <\/b>Yeah. I don’t know. Most likely.
\nMax: <\/b>I bet if it was one of your Metallica cds you’d know where it was.
\nMichael: <\/b>Hey! You wanna bring that up again? The reason I got pissed is you put and justice for all before master of puppets.
\nMax: <\/b>Yeah. Alphabetical order.
\nMichael: <\/b>They go in order of the release date.
\nMax: <\/b>And you don’t know where your healing stone is?
\nMichael: <\/b>You still wanna sleep on my couch?
\n[Cell phone rings]\nMax: <\/b>hello?
\nIsabel: <\/b>Jesse is asking all kinds of questions about you, Max. You’re right. Dad is out of control. We have to do something.
\nMax: <\/b>Isabel, calm down. Just tell me what happened.
\nMichael: <\/b>What’s going on?
\nMax: <\/b>My dad’s recruited Jesse into this crusade of his.
\nMichael: <\/b>Ok, Max, you need to talk to your father. Keep your friends close…
\nMichael: <\/b>And your enemies closer.
\nIsabel: <\/b>Our father is not the enemy, Max.
\nMichael: <\/b>Talk to him. Make nice. Get close. Find out what he–
\n[The camera pans back. A man is hiding behind some rocks taking pictures of Max and Michael]\n[Later, Michael is knocking on Maria’s door- Billy answers]\nMichael: <\/b>you haven’t left yet.
\nBilly: <\/b>Oh, no, man. Late night. Sorry. I’m leaving later today.
\nMichael: <\/b>How was dinner?
\nBilly: <\/b>It was good, man. It was good.
\nBilly: <\/b>How’s Steve’s wife?
\nMichael: <\/b>Who?
\nBilly: <\/b>Steve’s wife, with the flu. You covered for him. Remember? Yeah. She’s great. She’s fine. Is Maria around?
\nBilly: <\/b>No, man. You just missed her. Just missed her. Can I leave her a note or a message or something?
\nMichael: <\/b>No. I’m here to pick something up.
\nBilly: <\/b>Can I help you look?
\nMichael: <\/b>No. That’s ok.
\nBilly: <\/b>What are you looking for?
\nMichael: <\/b>Something I need.
\n[Michael puts the healing stone in his pocket]\nBilly: <\/b>Hey, when did Maria stop writing music?
\nMichael: <\/b>She messes around with it once in a while.
\nBilly: <\/b>Well, how often does she mess around with it?
\nMichael: <\/b>Is this goin’ somewhere?
\nBilly: <\/b>No. I mean, maybe. I mean, I don’t know. I’m just… I’m just wondering if she’s given up on writing and singing altogether.
\nMichael: <\/b>I really wouldn’t know.
\nBilly: <\/b>Well, listen, man, she’s really good. I mean, she’s really good.
\nMichael: <\/b>Yeah, I’ll keep that in mind.
\nMichael: <\/b>I guess what I’m looking for isn’t here.
\nBilly: <\/b>Well, I’d tell her you stopped by, but I got a bus to catch.
\n[Later, Michael is making sauce at the Crashdown]\nMaria: <\/b>Hmm, you know what? That sauce looks a little thin. You should put half and half in there.
\nMichael: <\/b>It’s not coffee.
\nMaria: <\/b>It works. Billy showed me. It gives it heft.
\nMichael: <\/b>I don’t put dairy products in my meat sauce. It’s not kosher.
\nMaria: <\/b>Ok. I said no cheese in the nebulua salad.
\nMichael: <\/b>Forgot. Listen, I was thinking about skipping out on bowling tonight, and maybe we could make up for last night.
\nMaria: <\/b>That is so sweet, but I kind of had plans. Just…
\nMichael: <\/b>Plans with who?
\nMaria: <\/b>It’s nothing…Big. Just me and Billy were gonna go and…
\nMichael: <\/b>Billy? Isn’t he on the bus?
\nMaria: <\/b>He missed it. He’s staying another night.
\nMichael: <\/b>Another night?!
\n[The salad bowl explodes]\nMaria: <\/b>What did you do that for? You could’ve hurt me.
\nMichael: <\/b>Sorry. I’m not sure what happened.
\n[Max is waiting in his father’s office]\nMr Evans: <\/b>Max.
\nMax: <\/b>Hey, dad.
\nMr Evans: <\/b>What are you doing here?
\nMax: <\/b>I think we need to talk.
\nMr Evans: <\/b>I agree completely.
\nSecretary: <\/b> Your 11:30 is here.
\nMr Evans: <\/b>Gimme 10 seconds. I’m sorry, I’ve got a meeting waiting.
\nMax: <\/b>No, it’s ok. Why don’t we go fishing, like we used to, away from all these interruptions?
\nMr Evans: <\/b>Sounds good. When?
\nMax: <\/b>Tomorrow.
\nMr Evans: <\/b>Great. I’ll pick you up early. Got to get a jump…
\nMax: <\/b> On those fish. Excuse me.
\n[Mr Evans meeting is with the photographer who was taking pictures of Max and Michael]\nPrivate Investigator: <\/b>Saw him and that friend of his out in the desert.
\nMr Evans: <\/b>What were they doing?
\nPrivate Investigator: <\/b>Couldn’t really tell from where I was standing, but I got some pictures.
\nMr Evans: <\/b>What else you got for me?
\nPrivate Investigator: <\/b>A receipt from the last time your son filled up his jeep. First week in may.
\nMr Evans: <\/b>That’s when Tess disappeared. Do you think these 2 events are connected?
\nPrivate Investigator: <\/b>There’s only 3 reasons a person gets rid of a vehicle– 1–they sell it. 2–they ruin it in order to bilk the insurance company. Or 3–they destroy it to hide something.
\nMr Evans: <\/b>What do you think my son’s trying to hide?
\nPrivate Investigator: <\/b>We better find that jeep, Mr. Evans.
\n[Maria comes home and finds Billy playing Alex’s guitar]\nMaria: <\/b>Billy, I hope you’re ok with hamburgers ’cause that’s you’re getting.
\nBilly: <\/b>Hamburgers are fine.
\nMaria: <\/b>Why is that out?
\nBilly: <\/b>Michael stopped by today. This ended up on the bed, so I am tuning it for you.
\nMaria: <\/b>Why?
\nBilly: <\/b>It’s out of tune, darlin’.
\nMaria: <\/b>Put it back.
\nBilly: <\/b>In just a second.
\nMaria: <\/b>You know what? Forget it. I’ll put it back.
\nBilly: <\/b>Hey, what’s wrong?
\nMaria: <\/b>I invite you into my house and you go through my stuff?
\nBilly: <\/b>Where’s all this coming from? It’s a guitar baby.
\nMaria: <\/b>No, it’s not.
\n[Michael and Liz are closing the Crashdown]\nMichael: <\/b>Pretty busy night, huh?
\nLiz: <\/b>Mm-hmm.
\nMichael: <\/b>How much money do you think we’d pull in on a night like tonight?
\nLiz: <\/b>You know that you really suck at small talk? Why don’t you just tell Dr. Parker what’s on your mind?
\nMichael: <\/b>Hey, tell me–do I need to be worried about this Billy guy?
\nLiz: <\/b>No, you don’t. He’s completely harmless.
\nMichael: <\/b>But you think he’s good-looking right?
\nLiz: <\/b>Uh, well, yeah, if you like that sort of thing, I guess.
\nMichael: <\/b>The good-looking sort of thing.
\nLiz: <\/b>Michael…
\nMichael: <\/b>Do you really think he missed his bus?
\nLiz: <\/b>Yes, i do. Haven’t you ever missed a bus before?
\nMichael: <\/b>No, ’cause I don’t take the bus, and I don’t write songs. And I don’t cook with freaking half and half.
\n[The sugar dispensers explode]\nLiz: <\/b>Hey! Hey, Michael!
\nMichael: <\/b>Sorry. My powers are out of control.
\nLiz: <\/b>Would you look at this mess! My dad is gonna freak.
\nMichael: <\/b>Relax. I’ll fix it.
\n[Michael tries to fix the mess, but his powers don’t work]\nLiz: <\/b>Please. Michael, you need to calm down, ok? Everything’s gonna be fine between you and Maria, trust me.
\nMichael: <\/b>She cooked him Italian food last night.
\nLiz: <\/b>Oh.
\nMichael: <\/b>I knew it. That’s a problem.
\nLiz: <\/b>No, no, it’s not a problem. It’s just, um… It’s food.
\nMichael: <\/b>No, Liz. It’s Italian food.
\nLiz: <\/b>Michael, please don’t do anything stupid or alien or both, please?!
\n[Billy strums guitar in adjoining room]\nMaria: <\/b>try going to an f major 7th, please. I can’t listen to you anymore. Just trying going to an f major 7th.
\nBilly: <\/b>Not bad.
\nMaria: <\/b>Oh, please. I totally fixed it for you.
\nBilly: <\/b>Ok. Now let’s see if you remember this one… So what about earlier?
\nMaria: <\/b>Yeah, I’m sorry that I went off on you.
\nBilly: <\/b>Gonna tell me about it?
\nMaria: <\/b>That guitar belonged to a friend of mine. His name was Alex. He died last year.
\nBilly: <\/b>I am so sorry. I am so sorry. I had no idea.
\nMaria: <\/b>His parents wanted me to have this guitar, but I just couldn’t bring myself to play it.
\nBilly: <\/b>Bad memories.
\nMaria: <\/b>He was only 17. He had his whole life. His whole life.
\nBilly: <\/b>Did you and Alex write songs together?
\nMaria: <\/b>Not really. We tried once, but I just don’t partner well. I don’t know, you’re, like, the only person that I’ve ever trusted in that way.
\nBilly: <\/b>So if you guys were writing songs, then that means you were singing up until…
\nMaria: <\/b>Until his funeral. Yeah, that was the last time.
\nBilly: <\/b>Well, then I guess tonight’s a special night.
\nMaria: <\/b> (Singing) I wish I could read your mind – words don’t mean a thing – I’ve given you all my time – all you do is leave – and if you were standing here in front of me – I know you would say – there’s nothing oh, so precious – as something that’s gone away – and if there is a reason – i just don’t want to know – why you feel the need to love me so – only when you go – only when you go-
\n[Michael is watching thru the window- He gets upset and walks off- his powers are out of control and setting off car alarms- He slams the door as he walks into his apartment]\nMax: <\/b>what happened?
\nMichael: <\/b>It’s over.
\nMax: <\/b>What, my dad found something? What?
\nMichael: <\/b>No, it’s not that. I saw Maria and what’s his name, Billy, together.
\nMax: <\/b>Oh, together as in… Together?
\nMichael: <\/b>Worse.
\nMax: <\/b>What could be worse?
\nMichael: <\/b>They were singing together.
\nMax: <\/b>So you’re jealous.
\nMichael: <\/b>I’m not jealous!
\n[A lamp explodes]\nMichael: <\/b>My powers are slightly out of whack.
\nMax: <\/b>“Out of whack”?
\nMichael: <\/b>I’ve been blowing things up all day.
\nMax: <\/b>Get them under control.
\nMichael: <\/b>I can’t.
\nMax: <\/b>Michael, get yourself together. What if this happens in front of my father?
\nMichael: <\/b>I don’t care about your father or his stupid investigation.
\nMax: <\/b>All right, look, I’m sorry. We’re part human. We’re supposed to have feelings. You keep them bottled up like this, they’re gonna get out somehow.
\nMichael: <\/b>What should I do?
\nMax: <\/b>Talk to her.
\nMichael: <\/b>That’s it? Just talk to her?
\nMax: <\/b>Yeah.
\nMichael: <\/b>Ok, sure.
\n[Max and his father are fishing on the lake]\nMr Evans: <\/b>I’ve missed this.
\nMax: <\/b>Yeah, me, too.
\nMr Evans: <\/b>So why did you get rid of the jeep?
\nMax: <\/b>Got sick of it. Plastic doors, the roof took forever to get on and off.
\nMr Evans: <\/b>Yeah. I hope you got a good price for it.
\nMax: <\/b>Blue book.
\nMr Evans: <\/b>Huh. So who bought it?
\nMax: <\/b>This guy at school. Drove it cross-country to college. Cornell, I think.
\nMr Evans: <\/b>It was a fun car. Remember the guy we bought it from?
\nMax: <\/b>Yeah. Now, he was scary.
\nMr Evans: <\/b>I thought he was gonna shoot us.
\nMax: <\/b>You wouldn’t meet his price.
\nMr Evans: <\/b>I did when the gun fell out of his boot. How old were you?
\nMax: <\/b>15.
\nMr Evans: <\/b>Yeah. I’m just surprised that you would sell it without telling me first.
\nMax: <\/b>It was sort of spontaneous.
\nMr Evans: <\/b>And you say this guy who bought it– he was gonna drive it all the way to Cornell?
\nMax: <\/b>Yeah. He was planning on fixing it up first.
\nMr Evans: <\/b>Right.
\nMax: <\/b>I saw the board in your office. I know what you’re doing.
\nMr Evans: <\/b>And what am I doing?
\nMax: <\/b>It isn’t right to spy on your own son.
\nMr Evans: <\/b>I’m not spying. I’m trying to figure out what’s going on. Is my concern for you a threat?
\nMax: <\/b>Do I threaten you?
\nMr Evans: <\/b>You frighten me, Max. I don’t think I know who you are anymore. I’m beginning to think I’ve never known.
\nMax: <\/b>I’m your son.
\nMr Evans: <\/b>With secrets. And my biggest fear is that they’re terrible secrets, that you’re in trouble and I can’t help.
\nMax: <\/b>You can’t help because I’m not in trouble.
\nMr Evans: <\/b>Not in trouble? Max, if it weren’t for me, you’d be rotting in jail right now. I put my reputation on the line for you, and I still don’t know why.
\n[Cell phone rings]\nMr Evans: <\/b> what? Yeah. Wait there. We’re done. Let’s head in.
\nMax: <\/b>Dad…
\nMr Evans: <\/b>We’re done.
\n[Michael comes up behind Maria in the Crashdown]\nMichael: <\/b>hey.
\nMaria: <\/b>“Hey” back.
\nMichael: <\/b>Can I say something?
\nMaria: <\/b>Back room.
\nMaria: <\/b>Do we have a problem?
\nMichael: <\/b>No, we don’t. I do.
\nMaria: <\/b>How can I help?
\nMichael: <\/b>Be patient with me.
\nMaria: <\/b>Always.
\nMichael: <\/b>Don’t say it like that, like I’m a kid.
\nMaria: <\/b>That’s not what I meant. What are you worried about, really? What can I do?
\nMichael: <\/b>Tell your friend to leave. He shouldn’t be here. It’s not a good time.
\nMaria: <\/b>Not a good time? Let me ask you a question, Michael.
\nMichael: <\/b>Here we go…
\nMaria: <\/b>No, don’t do that.
\nMichael: <\/b>You ask “what can I do,” and I tell you.
\nMaria: <\/b>When is it a good time?
\nMichael: <\/b>To step out with an old boyfriend?
\nMaria: <\/b>He is not an old– ooh, would you just-
\nMichael: <\/b>where’s your patience now?
\nMaria: <\/b>When is it a good time for me to take a small step back from this nonstop alien hootenanny?
\nMichael: <\/b>We’re in danger. Max’s father-
\nMaria: <\/b> I know.
\nMichael: <\/b>Yeah, and you don’t care because that Billy guy–
\n[Michael’s powers cause things on the shelf to fall]\nMaria: <\/b>Michael…
\nMichael: <\/b>You’re gonna leave me for him.
\nMaria: <\/b>No. No. Ok, I’ll tell him.
\nMichael: <\/b>Thank you.
\nMaria: <\/b>Hey, it’s what I do. It’s what I always do.
\n[Kyle is talking to Max on the phone]\nKyle: <\/b>Max, I think we got a problem.
\nMax: <\/b>What is it?
\nKyle: <\/b>Your dad just called for a tow truck.
\nMax: <\/b>Where?
\nKyle: <\/b>Mile marker 16 out on route 7.
\nMax: <\/b>They found the jeep.
\n[Maria comes home. Billy is playing the guitar]\nBilly: <\/b>Hey.
\nMaria: <\/b>I have to tell you something.
\nBilly: <\/b>What?
\nMaria: <\/b>You have to go.
\nBilly: <\/b>Right this second?
\nMaria: <\/b>Yeah.
\nBilly: <\/b>I’ll get my stuff. Is this about Michael? Am I in the middle of something?
\nMaria: <\/b>No. It’s complicated. It’s just my life. I can’t have more than one thing going on. It’s not you. It has nothing to do with you.
\nBilly: <\/b>That’s too bad.
\nMaria: <\/b>What’s that supposed to mean?
\nBilly: <\/b>Truth? Maria, i missed my bus on purpose.
\nMaria: <\/b>Why?
\nBilly: <\/b>Because I was given some advice one time… Decide what you want in life and live it.
\nMaria: <\/b>That’s terrible advice.
\nBilly: <\/b>You gave it to me.
\nMaria: <\/b>That explains it.
\nBilly: <\/b>4 years ago, our last night at camp.
\nMaria: <\/b>I was 13.
\nBilly: <\/b>That night stuck with me. You stuck with me. That kiss stuck with me. It was my first one.
\nMaria: <\/b>You told me that you kissed tons of girls.
\nBilly: <\/b>I lied. I don’t know. I was just… I was hoping that-
\nMaria: <\/b>I’m with someone.
\nBilly: <\/b>Yeah, I met him.
\nMaria: <\/b>Look, you don’t understand. Michael is just-
\nBilly: <\/b>stopping you?
\nMaria: <\/b>Stopping me from what?
\nBilly: <\/b>from I don’t know. From life. From this.
\n[Billy kisses Maria- she doesn’t respond at first, then kisses him back]\n[The scene switches to the jeep being pulled up from the ravine. Michael, Max, and Isabel are watching]\nIsabel: <\/b>This is bad.
\nMichael: <\/b>What are you gonna tell your father, Max?
\nMax: <\/b>I’m not gonna tell him anything. He doesn’t trust me anymore.
\nMichael: <\/b>Who does he trust?
\n[Max looks at Isabel]\n[Scene switches to Liz and Maria talking]\nLiz: <\/b>and then you kissed him?
\nMaria: <\/b>Yes, I did.
\nLiz: <\/b>Where is he right now?
\nMaria: <\/b>At my house.
\nLiz: <\/b>Ha! What were you thinking?
\nMaria: <\/b>I don’t know.
\nLiz: <\/b>And that’s all that it was. It was just a kiss.
\nMaria: <\/b>Maybe. You know? Maybe not.
\nLiz: <\/b>Let’s just talk about the kiss for one second. Was there any passion?
\nMaria: <\/b>Tons.
\nLiz: <\/b>Oh…
\nMaria: <\/b>I know. But it’s not that kind of passion. It’s like it woke me up.
\nLiz: <\/b>Like sleeping beauty.
\nMaria: <\/b>Yeah, I guess.
\nMaria: <\/b>Do you think I’ve been asleep this whole time?
\nLiz: <\/b>Well… I think you’ve been trying to remember who you used to be for a long time. Say it.
\nMaria: <\/b>I just– sometimes I just feel like I’ve paid this huge price for knowing Michael and knowing these aliens. It’s like… God, I didn’t think I’d end up here dealing with this crap every day. I mean, I love Michael, and I do sort of love this ridiculous soap opera, but… I just…I can’t take it anymore. I feel like I’m trapped and I’m never gonna get out.
\nLiz: <\/b>I know.
\nMaria: <\/b>I mean, I… I didn’t sign up for this.
\nLiz: <\/b>Yes, you did. We all did.
\nMaria: <\/b>I know. It’s just, I had this dream once… I mean, maybe I still do. I don’t know.
\nLiz: <\/b>Maybe sometimes you have to go after your dreams. And who am i to tell you just give them up, because without your dreams, you’re just me.
\nMaria: <\/b>Liz.
\nLiz: <\/b>I’m sorry. I’m sorry. That sounded way too self-pitying, and this isn’t about me. It’s just that, um… I’m committed to going down this road with Max. Good, bad, indifferent, I’m committed. And I’ve given up a lot along the way, so unless you’re sure that’s what you want to do with Michael, don’t be so quick to give up your dreams.
\n[Maria comes home. Billy is packing to leave]\nMaria: <\/b>Hey. I have this insane idea.
\nBilly: <\/b>What?
\nMaria: <\/b>That we do what we planned, that I go to New York with you.
\nBilly: <\/b>Wow.
\nMaria: <\/b>Yeah.
\nBilly: <\/b>What about your mom?
\nMaria: <\/b>Well, I know that she’ll want me to finish high school.
\nBilly: <\/b>Not a bad idea.
\nMaria: <\/b>No, so after I graduate.
\nBilly: <\/b>Great.
\nMaria: <\/b>Maybe.
\nBilly: <\/b>Maybe.
\nMaria: <\/b>No, I just don’t know if this is what I wanna do-
\nBilly: <\/b>hey, hey, hey. You don’t owe me an explanation. I screwed things up.
\nMaria: <\/b>No, you didn’t.
\nBilly: <\/b>Yes, I did. I should have known better. I changed the whole flow between us. But I been wanting to kiss you for about 4 years, and I’m a guy, so I took a shot.
\nMaria: <\/b>I just think I may have given you the wrong impression.
\nBilly: <\/b>No, you didn’t. We’re fine. And if I did anything to make you feel bad, I’m sorry. I just wish you hadn’t of…
\nMaria: <\/b>What?
\nBilly: <\/b>I wish you hadn’t hidden yourself away with that guitar.
\nBilly: <\/b>You gonna come see me in the village?
\nMaria: <\/b>Yes.
\nBilly: <\/b>I’ll get you front row seats.
\nMaria: <\/b>And I will throw my underwear at you.
\n[Sighs]\nBilly: <\/b>bye, Maria.
\nMaria: <\/b>Bye.
\n[Billy leaves]\n[Isabel and Jesse are having dinner with Mr. and Mrs. Evans]\nMrs Evans: <\/b>It’s newly upholstered. It has a dark print with big, uh… Pink cabbage roses.
\nJesse: <\/b>Wow. I don’t know if that would really, uh-
\nMr Evans: <\/b>hey, hey, hey.
\nMr Evans: <\/b>You can’t beat the price.
\n[As Isabel sits down, she is remembering what Max told her. We hear his voice and the conversation she had with him]\nMax: <\/b> They trust you, Isabel.
\nIsabel: <\/b> I’m sick of lying to our parents.
\nMax: <\/b> There’s no other choice.
\nIsabel: <\/b>Yes, there is. The truth.
\nMax: <\/b> It’s too dangerous for them and for us.
\nIsabel: <\/b> Max, you’re wrong I want to tell them…
\n[Voice over conversation ends]\nIsabel: <\/b>The truth.
\nMrs Evans: <\/b> What, hon?
\nIsabel: <\/b>What?
\nMrs Evans: <\/b>Did you say something?
\nIsabel: <\/b>The truth. I… I want to tell you the truth about what’s been going on with Max.
\nIsabel: <\/b>It’s about Tess. Max got Tess pregnant, but she left before the baby was born, so Max may have a child out there somewhere.
\nMrs Evans: <\/b>Oh, my.
\nIsabel: <\/b>That night that she left, he was so angry that he just drove all night and pushed his jeep off a cliff because he… Was so crazy.
\nJesse: <\/b>God, Isabel. I’m so sorry. If I had known, I wouldn’t have-
\nMr Evans: <\/b>I’m sorry, too, Isabel, for asking you those questions, for putting Jesse in the middle.
\nIsabel: <\/b>He would have told you himself. He was just so afraid to disappoint you.
\nMr Parker: <\/b>Thank you for finally telling us the truth.
\n[Isabel is talking to Max on the phone later]\nMax: <\/b>Did they buy it?
\nIsabel: <\/b>Yeah. They bought everything.
\nIsabel: <\/b>You’re safe for another day.
\nMax: <\/b>Thanks, Iz. I owe you.
\nIsabel: <\/b> Maybe now we can get back to normal.
\n[Mr. Evans is in his office looking at a picture of Isabel. He pins it to his board under the conspirators section]\n[Michael meets Maria in the park]\nMichael: <\/b>You wanted to talk, which usually means you’re gonna kick my ass, so I brought some friends.
\nMaria: <\/b>Thank you. I guess.
\nMichael: <\/b>Ha. Is he gone yet?
\nMaria: <\/b>Yeah.
\nMichael: <\/b>good!
\nMaria: <\/b>Feel better?
\nMichael: <\/b>Getting there. What are we talking about?
\nMaria: <\/b>I wanna break up. I want out because I love you so much. I love you more than you could possibly know.
\nMichael: <\/b>I’m lost.
\nMaria: <\/b>No, I’m lost. And you’ve been there the whole time to help me through all of it.
\nMichael: <\/b>All of what?
\nMaria: <\/b>This whole thing– this alien, human, the scary stuff, the bad stuff.
\nMichael: <\/b>And there was fun stuff, too.
\nMaria: <\/b>Yeah, but I haven’t been honest in any of it.
\nMichael: <\/b>Listen, if you’re trying to tell me that you’re a bisexual or something, I’m–I’m cool with that. I’m…
\nMichael: <\/b>Why do you want out?
\nMaria: <\/b>Because, Michael, I don’t think I’ve ever been in. I mean, this girl you’ve known for the past 3 years– Maria– it’s just not me.
\nMaria: <\/b>Of course it’s you.
\nMaria: <\/b>No, it’s not the me I used to be.
\nMichael: <\/b>Things change.
\nMaria: <\/b>Yeah, things change.
\nMichael: <\/b>Just like that. Will you come back to me?
\nMaria: <\/b>I don’t know.
\n[Maria hands the flowers back and walks off- she goes home and picks up Alex’s guitar- we see Isabel looking out the window, Mr. Evans taking a drink, and Michael remembering his relationship with Maria]\n[Song plays in the background]\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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