03x08 - Behind the Music
Posted: 08/04/02 03:24
Title: "Behind the Music"
Episode: 8
51st Episode of Roswell
Season: 3
Production Code: 3ADA08
Written by: Russel Friend & Garrett Lerner
Directed by: Jonathan Frakes
Original Air Date: November 27, 2001
[Max and Liz are in Mr. Evan's office looking at the conspiracy board]
LIZ: You ok?
MAX: I can't believe this. My whole life is up here.
LIZ: Yeah. So is mine. He knows that I'm a part of this.
MAX: My own father. "Tess."
LIZ: he's got cards up here for everything... Los Angeles, Utah... The jeep.
MAX: I got rid of it.
LIZ: Yeah, because you thought you'd never need it again.
MAX: I was going home.
LIZ: Max, maybe you should tell your father. You know, let him in on the secret.
MAX: No. No, I can't. Not ever.
LIZ: Max-
MAX: these are my parents. I can't--I can't put them in this kind of danger. They can't ever know the truth.
LIZ: So, what are you gonna do?
MAX: The necklace I gave you when I thought I was leaving...
LIZ: Yeah, what about it?
MAX: I need it back.
[Liz and Maria are talking in the Crashdown]
MARIA: So he didn't take it well, huh?
LIZ: Alien Defcon 5.
MARIA: It'll be ok, I hope.
LIZ: Let Max talk to Michael.
MARIA: Right.
[Sighs]
MICHAEL: so, when does Billy get here?
MARIA: I don't know. I thought he'd be here by now.
LIZ: Billy who?
MARIA: Billy Darden.
LIZ: First-kiss Billy? He's coming here?
MARIA: Yes. He's on his way to New York.
KYLE: Wait a minute. Wait a minute. Your ex-boyfriend's coming to visit? That's not legal.
MARIA: He's not my ex-boyfriend. We kissed once 4 years ago. I was 13, and Michael knows all about it.
MICHAEL: Yeah, we're all going to dinner.
LIZ: No. No mayo on that one. Um, so, where's he gonna stay?
MARIA: At my house.
KYLE: Your mom's ok with this?
MARIA: My mom's out of town.
KYLE: What?
MICHAEL: It's fine. There's your no-mayo.
KYLE: Michael, Michael, Michael. Let me explain something to you. Here on the planet earth we have this thing called jealousy.
MICHAEL: Kyle, relax. I have nothing to be jealous about. They were 13-year-old geeks at band camp.
MARIA: 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-
MICHAEL: and braces.
MARIA: We all had braces. All right, fine. He was a little bit of a geek.
KYLE: And you kissed him?
MARIA: Would you shut up?
MICHAEL: Shut up.
[A young good looking guys comes into the Crashdown]
MARIA: Hello. Table or booth?
BILLY: It's me.
MARIA: Billy?
BILLY: Yeah.
MARIA: No.
BILLY: Yeah.
MARIA: Come here. Oh, my god.
BILLY: Ohh. God, look at you.
[A dozen eggs sitting next to Michael, suddenly explode]
MARIA: Oh. Um, let's go this way.
BILLY: All right.
KYLE: I guess the braces worked.
BILLY: God, last time I saw you you were like 13 going on 30.
MARIA: And you were like 98 pounds going on this. You look great.
BILLY: 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.
MARIA: Now how am I supposed to take that the wrong way? And shut up.
BILLY: I'm serious, really. You look great, Maria.
MARIA: Thanks. Ahem. So... Uh, how long are you staying?
BILLY: Uh, just a couple days. Uh, is it cool with your mom, me staying over?
MARIA: Sure. Yeah. And anyway, she's, uh, she's actually gonna be out of town for a couple of days.
BILLY: Oh. Well, uh, I can't wait to hear what you've been working on.
MARIA: Working on?
BILLY: Your music.
MARIA: Oh.
BILLY: God, I can still remember some of the lyrics you wrote back at band camp.
MARIA: God. Yeah, most of it was crap, anyway.
BILLY: Oh, come on.
MARIA: If anyone asks, though, it was a songwriters workshop.
BILLY: Oh.
[Max opens the back door of Crashdown and whispers]
MAX: Michael!
MICHAEL: What are you doing in here?
MAX: When do you get off work?
MICHAEL: 10 minutes. But I've got plans with Maria and Billy bob Thornton out there.
MAX: Something came up. Cancel them.
[Maria and Billy are talking in front of the restaurant]
BILLY: That is so funny.
MICHAEL: Hi.
BILLY: Hey.
MICHAEL: I'm the boyfriend.
BILLY: Hey. Billy. Nice to meet you.
MARIA: Ready to go?
MICHAEL: Gotta cancel.
MARIA: Wait a minute. I was gonna cook.
MICHAEL: Something came up.
MARIA: What?
MICHAEL: It's work-related.
MARIA: Oh. Of course.
MICHAEL: Steve's wife, Cheryl, she got the flu on my other job, so I gotta cover for her...
BILLY: Oh. Him.
MICHAEL: Yeah. Sorry, Billy.
BILLY: Oh, no. You gotta do what you gotta do, you know?
MICHAEL: I'll make it up to you. I promise.
MICHAEL: Nice meeting you.
BILLY: Yeah. He seems nice.
MARIA: Oh, yeah. He's a peach.
[Isabel and Jesse are moving into their new apartment]
ISABEL: Oh, no-no-no, honey! Those go in the bedroom. Those boxes go in the bedroom.
JESSE: Uh-huh.
ISABEL: Oh, you know what? I'm sorry. You were right. Kitchen.
JESSE: I just remembered. We forgot something.
ISABEL: Oh, jeez! Wow! You're really strong.
JESSE: Ok, it's tradition...
[Jesse picks Isabel up and walks her over the threshold]
JESSE: Mrs. Ramirez, welcome to your new home.
ISABEL: Thank you, Mr. Ramirez. I love you so much.
JESSE: Me, too.
[Telephone rings]
ISABEL: I should get that.
JESSE: And I should get more boxes. But we should...
ISABEL: Continue this later?
JESSE: Yes.
[Ring]
[ring]
ISABEL: hello?
MAX: Did you find your healing stone?
ISABEL: Yes, i did. It was in the box that i said it was gonna be in. You are way overreacting to this whole thing.
MAX: No, I'm not, Isabel. Dad is on the warpath.
ISABEL: He's our father, not the enemy. Listen to me-
Mr Evans: Isabel?
ISABEL: Oh, my god!
Mr Parker: Sorry. I didn't mean to scare you. The door was open.
ISABEL: Oh, can I call you back? I'll call you back. Ok, bye. Hi, dad. Um... What's up?
Mr Evans: I just wanted to see your new place. It's nice. Cozy. Uh, from your mother and me.
[Mr Evans hands a plant to Isabel]
ISABEL: 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.
Mr Evans: Nah, that's all right. Where's, uh, Jesse?
ISABEL: He's outside by the truck, I think.
Mr Evans: I can't believe how grown up my kids are. You with your new house, Max with his new car.
ISABEL: Yeah. Grown up.
Mr Evans: 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.
ISABEL: Yeah, it all just happened really fast, you know?
Mr Evans: Do you even know when he got rid of the jeep?
MARIA: I can't believe you're doing it. Moving to New York, huh?
BILLY: Yeah. Greenwich village.
MARIA: Playing seedy bars and coffee shops.
BILLY: Well, that was the plan.
MARIA: Yeah, but there are plans and then there are plans.
BILLY: Well, I guess this was the plan.
MARIA: Yeah, I guess so. So, what are you gonna do for money?
BILLY: As long as I make enough to get by, I'm fine, you know?
MARIA: Oh, god, that is so romantic, I could just scream.
BILLY: Come on. It was your idea.
MARIA: 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.
BILLY: 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.
MARIA: Well, I guess for me music was just more of like a passing thing.
BILLY: Well, I find that very hard to believe.
MARIA: What are you doing?
BILLY: The sauce is just a little thin, so I'm gonna show you a little family secret.
MARIA: In my sauce? You're putting creamer-
BILLY: shh. Come on. Try it. Try it. Try it.
MARIA: Ok. Mm-hmm.
BILLY: Mm-hmm.
MARIA: Not bad.
[Back at Jesse and Isabel's apartment]
JESSE: Your dad introduced me to some new clients as his son-in-law.
ISABEL: This floor is way too hard.
JESSE: Do you think i should start calling him dad? Ha ha! That is too weird. I won't do it.
ISABEL: We could use a blanket. I'll be right back .
JESSE: Hey, where are you going?
ISABEL: To get a blanket.
JESSE: Why?
ISABEL: So we can have sex.
JESSE: In here?
ISABEL: Yes. It's tradition that when a couple moves into their new place, they make love in every room of the house.
JESSE: Ok. Can I finish flossing my teeth? Oh! Before I forget, your dad-
ISABEL: please! Could we just not talk about my dad for a second here?
JESSE: Yeah, sure.
ISABEL: Oh, ok. What'd he say?
JESSE: He's bringing up Utah. Utah? Yeah, Max's little crime spree. He keeps asking me what I think really happened.
ISABEL: What did you say?
JESSE: That I think Max is hiding something. Damned if I know what it is. What do you think?
ISABEL: You wanna know what I think? I think that as long as my father and Max continue to inv*de my life with you, tradition is gonna have to wait.
JESSE: What did I just do?
[Isabel storms out]
[Billy and Maria are talking]
MARIA: No! Oh, my god! No!
BILLY: There she is. Right there.
MARIA: Look at my hair and my eyes. Ugh!
BILLY: Come on. It was your late 90s retro Annie Lennox phase. You know, you were experimenting. I think it was cute.
MARIA: Right. Burn those now.
BILLY: 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.
MARIA: Look at that! Look at-- this hair spray alone could choke a horse.
BILLY: Ok. Well, look past the somewhat flammable hair and see what I see.
MARIA: Which is what? Bad eyeliner?
BILLY: Nah. Dreams. Look. This girl... Has beautiful dreams. And she makes beautiful music. So, what happened to her?
MARIA: Nothing. She just grew up.
BILLY: Right. Right.
[Max and Michael are digging a hole in the dessert]
MICHAEL: Is this deep enough?
MAX: Almost.
MICHAEL: 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.
MAX: All right. That's deep enough. We still need your healing stone.
MICHAEL: I think it's at Maria's.
MAX: You think it's at Maria's?
MICHAEL: Yeah. I don't know. Most likely.
MAX: I bet if it was one of your Metallica cds you'd know where it was.
MICHAEL: Hey! You wanna bring that up again? The reason I got pissed is you put and justice for all before master of puppets.
MAX: Yeah. Alphabetical order.
MICHAEL: They go in order of the release date.
MAX: And you don't know where your healing stone is?
MICHAEL: You still wanna sleep on my couch?
[Cell phone rings]
MAX: hello?
ISABEL: Jesse is asking all kinds of questions about you, Max. You're right. Dad is out of control. We have to do something.
MAX: Isabel, calm down. Just tell me what happened.
MICHAEL: What's going on?
MAX: My dad's recruited Jesse into this crusade of his.
MICHAEL: Ok, Max, you need to talk to your father. Keep your friends close...
MICHAEL: And your enemies closer.
ISABEL: Our father is not the enemy, Max.
MICHAEL: Talk to him. Make nice. Get close. Find out what he--
[The camera pans back. A man is hiding behind some rocks taking pictures of Max and Michael]
[Later, Michael is knocking on Maria's door- Billy answers]
MICHAEL: you haven't left yet.
BILLY: Oh, no, man. Late night. Sorry. I'm leaving later today.
MICHAEL: How was dinner?
BILLY: It was good, man. It was good.
BILLY: How's Steve's wife?
MICHAEL: Who?
BILLY: Steve's wife, with the flu. You covered for him. Remember? Yeah. She's great. She's fine. Is Maria around?
BILLY: No, man. You just missed her. Just missed her. Can I leave her a note or a message or something?
MICHAEL: No. I'm here to pick something up.
BILLY: Can I help you look?
MICHAEL: No. That's ok.
BILLY: What are you looking for?
MICHAEL: Something I need.
[Michael puts the healing stone in his pocket]
BILLY: Hey, when did Maria stop writing music?
MICHAEL: She messes around with it once in a while.
BILLY: Well, how often does she mess around with it?
MICHAEL: Is this goin' somewhere?
BILLY: 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.
MICHAEL: I really wouldn't know.
BILLY: Well, listen, man, she's really good. I mean, she's really good.
MICHAEL: Yeah, I'll keep that in mind.
MICHAEL: I guess what I'm looking for isn't here.
BILLY: Well, I'd tell her you stopped by, but I got a bus to catch.
[Later, Michael is making sauce at the Crashdown]
MARIA: Hmm, you know what? That sauce looks a little thin. You should put half and half in there.
MICHAEL: It's not coffee.
MARIA: It works. Billy showed me. It gives it heft.
MICHAEL: I don't put dairy products in my meat sauce. It's not kosher.
MARIA: Ok. I said no cheese in the nebulua salad.
MICHAEL: Forgot. Listen, I was thinking about skipping out on bowling tonight, and maybe we could make up for last night.
MARIA: That is so sweet, but I kind of had plans. Just...
MICHAEL: Plans with who?
MARIA: It's nothing...Big. Just me and Billy were gonna go and...
MICHAEL: Billy? Isn't he on the bus?
MARIA: He missed it. He's staying another night.
MICHAEL: Another night?!
[The salad bowl explodes]
MARIA: What did you do that for? You could've hurt me.
MICHAEL: Sorry. I'm not sure what happened.
[Max is waiting in his father's office]
Mr Evans: Max.
MAX: Hey, dad.
Mr Evans: What are you doing here?
MAX: I think we need to talk.
Mr Evans: I agree completely.
SECRETARY: Your 11:30 is here.
Mr Evans: Gimme 10 seconds. I'm sorry, I've got a meeting waiting.
MAX: No, it's ok. Why don't we go fishing, like we used to, away from all these interruptions?
Mr Evans: Sounds good. When?
MAX: Tomorrow.
Mr Evans: Great. I'll pick you up early. Got to get a jump...
MAX: On those fish. Excuse me.
[Mr Evans meeting is with the photographer who was taking pictures of Max and Michael]
PRIVATE INVESTIGATOR: Saw him and that friend of his out in the desert.
Mr Evans: What were they doing?
PRIVATE INVESTIGATOR: Couldn't really tell from where I was standing, but I got some pictures.
Mr Evans: What else you got for me?
PRIVATE INVESTIGATOR: A receipt from the last time your son filled up his jeep. First week in may.
Mr Evans: That's when Tess disappeared. Do you think these 2 events are connected?
PRIVATE INVESTIGATOR: 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.
Mr Evans: What do you think my son's trying to hide?
PRIVATE INVESTIGATOR: We better find that jeep, Mr. Evans.
[Maria comes home and finds Billy playing Alex's guitar]
MARIA: Billy, I hope you're ok with hamburgers 'cause that's you're getting.
BILLY: Hamburgers are fine.
MARIA: Why is that out?
BILLY: Michael stopped by today. This ended up on the bed, so I am tuning it for you.
MARIA: Why?
BILLY: It's out of tune, darlin'.
MARIA: Put it back.
BILLY: In just a second.
MARIA: You know what? Forget it. I'll put it back.
BILLY: Hey, what's wrong?
MARIA: I invite you into my house and you go through my stuff?
BILLY: Where's all this coming from? It's a guitar baby.
MARIA: No, it's not.
[Michael and Liz are closing the Crashdown]
MICHAEL: Pretty busy night, huh?
LIZ: Mm-hmm.
MICHAEL: How much money do you think we'd pull in on a night like tonight?
LIZ: You know that you really suck at small talk? Why don't you just tell Dr. Parker what's on your mind?
MICHAEL: Hey, tell me--do I need to be worried about this Billy guy?
LIZ: No, you don't. He's completely harmless.
MICHAEL: But you think he's good-looking right?
LIZ: Uh, well, yeah, if you like that sort of thing, I guess.
MICHAEL: The good-looking sort of thing.
LIZ: Michael...
MICHAEL: Do you really think he missed his bus?
LIZ: Yes, i do. Haven't you ever missed a bus before?
MICHAEL: No, 'cause I don't take the bus, and I don't write songs. And I don't cook with freaking half and half.
[The sugar dispensers explode]
LIZ: Hey! Hey, Michael!
MICHAEL: Sorry. My powers are out of control.
LIZ: Would you look at this mess! My dad is gonna freak.
MICHAEL: Relax. I'll fix it.
[Michael tries to fix the mess, but his powers don't work]
LIZ: Please. Michael, you need to calm down, ok? Everything's gonna be fine between you and Maria, trust me.
MICHAEL: She cooked him Italian food last night.
LIZ: Oh.
MICHAEL: I knew it. That's a problem.
LIZ: No, no, it's not a problem. It's just, um... It's food.
MICHAEL: No, Liz. It's Italian food.
LIZ: Michael, please don't do anything stupid or alien or both, please?!
[Billy strums guitar in adjoining room]
MARIA: try going to an f major 7th, please. I can't listen to you anymore. Just trying going to an f major 7th.
BILLY: Not bad.
MARIA: Oh, please. I totally fixed it for you.
BILLY: Ok. Now let's see if you remember this one... So what about earlier?
MARIA: Yeah, I'm sorry that I went off on you.
BILLY: Gonna tell me about it?
MARIA: That guitar belonged to a friend of mine. His name was Alex. He d*ed last year.
BILLY: I am so sorry. I am so sorry. I had no idea.
MARIA: His parents wanted me to have this guitar, but I just couldn't bring myself to play it.
BILLY: Bad memories.
MARIA: He was only 17. He had his whole life. His whole life.
BILLY: Did you and Alex write songs together?
MARIA: 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.
BILLY: So if you guys were writing songs, then that means you were singing up until...
MARIA: Until his funeral. Yeah, that was the last time.
BILLY: Well, then I guess tonight's a special night.
MARIA: (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-
[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]
MAX: what happened?
MICHAEL: It's over.
MAX: What, my dad found something? What?
MICHAEL: No, it's not that. I saw Maria and what's his name, Billy, together.
MAX: Oh, together as in... Together?
MICHAEL: Worse.
MAX: What could be worse?
MICHAEL: They were singing together.
MAX: So you're jealous.
MICHAEL: I'm not jealous!
[A lamp explodes]
MICHAEL: My powers are slightly out of whack.
MAX: "Out of whack"?
MICHAEL: I've been blowing things up all day.
MAX: Get them under control.
MICHAEL: I can't.
MAX: Michael, get yourself together. What if this happens in front of my father?
MICHAEL: I don't care about your father or his stupid investigation.
MAX: 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.
MICHAEL: What should I do?
MAX: Talk to her.
MICHAEL: That's it? Just talk to her?
MAX: Yeah.
MICHAEL: Ok, sure.
[Max and his father are fishing on the lake]
Mr Evans: I've missed this.
Max: Yeah, me, too.
Mr Evans: So why did you get rid of the jeep?
MAX: Got sick of it. Plastic doors, the roof took forever to get on and off.
Mr Evans: Yeah. I hope you got a good price for it.
MAX: Blue book.
Mr Evans: Huh. So who bought it?
MAX: This guy at school. Drove it cross-country to college. Cornell, I think.
Mr Evans: It was a fun car. Remember the guy we bought it from?
MAX: Yeah. Now, he was scary.
Mr Evans: I thought he was gonna sh**t us.
MAX: You wouldn't meet his price.
Mr Evans: I did when the g*n fell out of his boot. How old were you?
MAX: 15.
Mr Evans: Yeah. I'm just surprised that you would sell it without telling me first.
MAX: It was sort of spontaneous.
Mr Evans: And you say this guy who bought it-- he was gonna drive it all the way to Cornell?
MAX: Yeah. He was planning on fixing it up first.
Mr Evans: Right.
MAX: I saw the board in your office. I know what you're doing.
Mr Evans: And what am I doing?
MAX: It isn't right to spy on your own son.
Mr Evans: I'm not spying. I'm trying to figure out what's going on. Is my concern for you a thr*at?
MAX: Do I thr*aten you?
Mr Evans: You frighten me, Max. I don't think I know who you are anymore. I'm beginning to think I've never known.
MAX: I'm your son.
Mr Evans: With secrets. And my biggest fear is that they're terrible secrets, that you're in trouble and I can't help.
MAX: You can't help because I'm not in trouble.
Mr Evans: 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.
[Cell phone rings]
Mr Evans: what? Yeah. Wait there. We're done. Let's head in.
MAX: Dad...
Mr Evans: We're done.
[Michael comes up behind Maria in the Crashdown]
MICHAEL: hey.
MARIA: "Hey" back.
MICHAEL: Can I say something?
MARIA: Back room.
MARIA: Do we have a problem?
MICHAEL: No, we don't. I do.
MARIA: How can I help?
MICHAEL: Be patient with me.
MARIA: Always.
MICHAEL: Don't say it like that, like I'm a kid.
MARIA: That's not what I meant. What are you worried about, really? What can I do?
MICHAEL: Tell your friend to leave. He shouldn't be here. It's not a good time.
MARIA: Not a good time? Let me ask you a question, Michael.
MICHAEL: Here we go...
MARIA: No, don't do that.
MICHAEL: You ask "what can I do," and I tell you.
MARIA: When is it a good time?
MICHAEL: To step out with an old boyfriend?
MARIA: He is not an old-- ooh, would you just-
MICHAEL: where's your patience now?
MARIA: When is it a good time for me to take a small step back from this nonstop alien hootenanny?
MICHAEL: We're in danger. Max's father-
MARIA: I know.
MICHAEL: Yeah, and you don't care because that Billy guy--
[Michael's powers cause things on the shelf to fall]
MARIA: Michael...
MICHAEL: You're gonna leave me for him.
MARIA: No. No. Ok, I'll tell him.
MICHAEL: Thank you.
MARIA: Hey, it's what I do. It's what I always do.
[Kyle is talking to Max on the phone]
KYLE: Max, I think we got a problem.
MAX: What is it?
KYLE: Your dad just called for a tow truck.
MAX: Where?
KYLE: Mile marker 16 out on route 7.
MAX: They found the jeep.
[Maria comes home. Billy is playing the guitar]
BILLY: Hey.
MARIA: I have to tell you something.
BILLY: What?
MARIA: You have to go.
BILLY: Right this second?
MARIA: Yeah.
BILLY: I'll get my stuff. Is this about Michael? Am I in the middle of something?
MARIA: 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.
BILLY: That's too bad.
MARIA: What's that supposed to mean?
BILLY: Truth? Maria, i missed my bus on purpose.
MARIA: Why?
BILLY: Because I was given some advice one time... Decide what you want in life and live it.
MARIA: That's terrible advice.
BILLY: You gave it to me.
MARIA: That explains it.
BILLY: 4 years ago, our last night at camp.
MARIA: I was 13.
BILLY: That night stuck with me. You stuck with me. That kiss stuck with me. It was my first one.
MARIA: You told me that you kissed tons of girls.
BILLY: I lied. I don't know. I was just... I was hoping that-
MARIA: I'm with someone.
BILLY: Yeah, I met him.
MARIA: Look, you don't understand. Michael is just-
BILLY: stopping you?
MARIA: Stopping me from what?
BILLY: from I don't know. From life. From this.
[Billy kisses Maria- she doesn't respond at first, then kisses him back]
[The scene switches to the jeep being pulled up from the ravine. Michael, Max, and Isabel are watching]
ISABEL: This is bad.
MICHAEL: What are you gonna tell your father, Max?
MAX: I'm not gonna tell him anything. He doesn't trust me anymore.
MICHAEL: Who does he trust?
[Max looks at Isabel]
[Scene switches to Liz and Maria talking]
LIZ: and then you kissed him?
MARIA: Yes, I did.
LIZ: Where is he right now?
MARIA: At my house.
LIZ: Ha! What were you thinking?
MARIA: I don't know.
LIZ: And that's all that it was. It was just a kiss.
MARIA: Maybe. You know? Maybe not.
LIZ: Let's just talk about the kiss for one second. Was there any passion?
MARIA: Tons.
LIZ: Oh...
MARIA: I know. But it's not that kind of passion. It's like it woke me up.
LIZ: Like sleeping beauty.
MARIA: Yeah, I guess.
MARIA: Do you think I've been asleep this whole time?
LIZ: Well... I think you've been trying to remember who you used to be for a long time. Say it.
MARIA: 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.
LIZ: I know.
MARIA: I mean, I... I didn't sign up for this.
LIZ: Yes, you did. We all did.
MARIA: I know. It's just, I had this dream once... I mean, maybe I still do. I don't know.
LIZ: 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.
MARIA: Liz.
LIZ: 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.
[Maria comes home. Billy is packing to leave]
MARIA: Hey. I have this insane idea.
BILLY: What?
MARIA: That we do what we planned, that I go to New York with you.
BILLY: Wow.
MARIA: Yeah.
BILLY: What about your mom?
MARIA: Well, I know that she'll want me to finish high school.
BILLY: Not a bad idea.
MARIA: No, so after I graduate.
BILLY: Great.
MARIA: Maybe.
BILLY: Maybe.
MARIA: No, I just don't know if this is what I wanna do-
BILLY: hey, hey, hey. You don't owe me an explanation. I screwed things up.
MARIA: No, you didn't.
BILLY: 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 sh*t.
MARIA: I just think I may have given you the wrong impression.
BILLY: 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...
MARIA: What?
BILLY: I wish you hadn't hidden yourself away with that guitar.
BILLY: You gonna come see me in the village?
MARIA: Yes.
BILLY: I'll get you front row seats.
MARIA: And I will throw my underwear at you.
[Sighs]
BILLY: bye, Maria.
MARIA: Bye.
[Billy leaves]
[Isabel and Jesse are having dinner with Mr. and Mrs. Evans]
Mrs Evans: It's newly upholstered. It has a dark print with big, uh... Pink cabbage roses.
JESSE: Wow. I don't know if that would really, uh-
Mr Evans: hey, hey, hey.
Mr Evans: You can't b*at the price.
[As Isabel sits down, she is remembering what Max told her. We hear his voice and the conversation she had with him]
MAX: They trust you, Isabel.
ISABEL: I'm sick of lying to our parents.
MAX: There's no other choice.
ISABEL: Yes, there is. The truth.
MAX: It's too dangerous for them and for us.
ISABEL: Max, you're wrong I want to tell them...
[Voice over conversation ends]
ISABEL: The truth.
Mrs Evans: What, hon?
ISABEL: What?
Mrs Evans: Did you say something?
ISABEL: The truth. I... I want to tell you the truth about what's been going on with Max.
ISABEL: 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.
Mrs Evans: Oh, my.
ISABEL: 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.
JESSE: God, Isabel. I'm so sorry. If I had known, I wouldn't have-
Mr Evans: I'm sorry, too, Isabel, for asking you those questions, for putting Jesse in the middle.
ISABEL: He would have told you himself. He was just so afraid to disappoint you.
Mr Parker: Thank you for finally telling us the truth.
[Isabel is talking to Max on the phone later]
MAX: Did they buy it?
ISABEL: Yeah. They bought everything.
ISABEL: You're safe for another day.
MAX: Thanks, Iz. I owe you.
ISABEL: Maybe now we can get back to normal.
[Mr. Evans is in his office looking at a picture of Isabel. He pins it to his board under the conspirators section]
[Michael meets Maria in the park]
MICHAEL: You wanted to talk, which usually means you're gonna kick my ass, so I brought some friends.
MARIA: Thank you. I guess.
MICHAEL: Ha. Is he gone yet?
MARIA: Yeah.
MICHAEL: good!
MARIA: Feel better?
MICHAEL: Getting there. What are we talking about?
MARIA: I wanna break up. I want out because I love you so much. I love you more than you could possibly know.
MICHAEL: I'm lost.
MARIA: No, I'm lost. And you've been there the whole time to help me through all of it.
MICHAEL: All of what?
MARIA: This whole thing-- this alien, human, the scary stuff, the bad stuff.
MICHAEL: And there was fun stuff, too.
MARIA: Yeah, but I haven't been honest in any of it.
MICHAEL: Listen, if you're trying to tell me that you're a bisexual or something, I'm--I'm cool with that. I'm...
MICHAEL: Why do you want out?
MARIA: 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.
MARIA: Of course it's you.
MARIA: No, it's not the me I used to be.
MICHAEL: Things change.
MARIA: Yeah, things change.
MICHAEL: Just like that. Will you come back to me?
MARIA: I don't know.
[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]
[Song plays in the background] Breathe again - I'm livin' on your air tonight - never knowing when you'll cut it off - oh, you have a way - that makes it hard to sleep alone - and just when the dream gets good - you always seem to have to go - so - here I am - alone again - waiting for the story - to finally end - while the world spins around - it's out of my hands - don't even try - to understand - and I guess it's time to tell you - what you should already know - oh, you know - I'm better breathing on my own - all alone -
Episode: 8
51st Episode of Roswell
Season: 3
Production Code: 3ADA08
Written by: Russel Friend & Garrett Lerner
Directed by: Jonathan Frakes
Original Air Date: November 27, 2001
[Max and Liz are in Mr. Evan's office looking at the conspiracy board]
LIZ: You ok?
MAX: I can't believe this. My whole life is up here.
LIZ: Yeah. So is mine. He knows that I'm a part of this.
MAX: My own father. "Tess."
LIZ: he's got cards up here for everything... Los Angeles, Utah... The jeep.
MAX: I got rid of it.
LIZ: Yeah, because you thought you'd never need it again.
MAX: I was going home.
LIZ: Max, maybe you should tell your father. You know, let him in on the secret.
MAX: No. No, I can't. Not ever.
LIZ: Max-
MAX: these are my parents. I can't--I can't put them in this kind of danger. They can't ever know the truth.
LIZ: So, what are you gonna do?
MAX: The necklace I gave you when I thought I was leaving...
LIZ: Yeah, what about it?
MAX: I need it back.
[Liz and Maria are talking in the Crashdown]
MARIA: So he didn't take it well, huh?
LIZ: Alien Defcon 5.
MARIA: It'll be ok, I hope.
LIZ: Let Max talk to Michael.
MARIA: Right.
[Sighs]
MICHAEL: so, when does Billy get here?
MARIA: I don't know. I thought he'd be here by now.
LIZ: Billy who?
MARIA: Billy Darden.
LIZ: First-kiss Billy? He's coming here?
MARIA: Yes. He's on his way to New York.
KYLE: Wait a minute. Wait a minute. Your ex-boyfriend's coming to visit? That's not legal.
MARIA: He's not my ex-boyfriend. We kissed once 4 years ago. I was 13, and Michael knows all about it.
MICHAEL: Yeah, we're all going to dinner.
LIZ: No. No mayo on that one. Um, so, where's he gonna stay?
MARIA: At my house.
KYLE: Your mom's ok with this?
MARIA: My mom's out of town.
KYLE: What?
MICHAEL: It's fine. There's your no-mayo.
KYLE: Michael, Michael, Michael. Let me explain something to you. Here on the planet earth we have this thing called jealousy.
MICHAEL: Kyle, relax. I have nothing to be jealous about. They were 13-year-old geeks at band camp.
MARIA: 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-
MICHAEL: and braces.
MARIA: We all had braces. All right, fine. He was a little bit of a geek.
KYLE: And you kissed him?
MARIA: Would you shut up?
MICHAEL: Shut up.
[A young good looking guys comes into the Crashdown]
MARIA: Hello. Table or booth?
BILLY: It's me.
MARIA: Billy?
BILLY: Yeah.
MARIA: No.
BILLY: Yeah.
MARIA: Come here. Oh, my god.
BILLY: Ohh. God, look at you.
[A dozen eggs sitting next to Michael, suddenly explode]
MARIA: Oh. Um, let's go this way.
BILLY: All right.
KYLE: I guess the braces worked.
BILLY: God, last time I saw you you were like 13 going on 30.
MARIA: And you were like 98 pounds going on this. You look great.
BILLY: 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.
MARIA: Now how am I supposed to take that the wrong way? And shut up.
BILLY: I'm serious, really. You look great, Maria.
MARIA: Thanks. Ahem. So... Uh, how long are you staying?
BILLY: Uh, just a couple days. Uh, is it cool with your mom, me staying over?
MARIA: Sure. Yeah. And anyway, she's, uh, she's actually gonna be out of town for a couple of days.
BILLY: Oh. Well, uh, I can't wait to hear what you've been working on.
MARIA: Working on?
BILLY: Your music.
MARIA: Oh.
BILLY: God, I can still remember some of the lyrics you wrote back at band camp.
MARIA: God. Yeah, most of it was crap, anyway.
BILLY: Oh, come on.
MARIA: If anyone asks, though, it was a songwriters workshop.
BILLY: Oh.
[Max opens the back door of Crashdown and whispers]
MAX: Michael!
MICHAEL: What are you doing in here?
MAX: When do you get off work?
MICHAEL: 10 minutes. But I've got plans with Maria and Billy bob Thornton out there.
MAX: Something came up. Cancel them.
[Maria and Billy are talking in front of the restaurant]
BILLY: That is so funny.
MICHAEL: Hi.
BILLY: Hey.
MICHAEL: I'm the boyfriend.
BILLY: Hey. Billy. Nice to meet you.
MARIA: Ready to go?
MICHAEL: Gotta cancel.
MARIA: Wait a minute. I was gonna cook.
MICHAEL: Something came up.
MARIA: What?
MICHAEL: It's work-related.
MARIA: Oh. Of course.
MICHAEL: Steve's wife, Cheryl, she got the flu on my other job, so I gotta cover for her...
BILLY: Oh. Him.
MICHAEL: Yeah. Sorry, Billy.
BILLY: Oh, no. You gotta do what you gotta do, you know?
MICHAEL: I'll make it up to you. I promise.
MICHAEL: Nice meeting you.
BILLY: Yeah. He seems nice.
MARIA: Oh, yeah. He's a peach.
[Isabel and Jesse are moving into their new apartment]
ISABEL: Oh, no-no-no, honey! Those go in the bedroom. Those boxes go in the bedroom.
JESSE: Uh-huh.
ISABEL: Oh, you know what? I'm sorry. You were right. Kitchen.
JESSE: I just remembered. We forgot something.
ISABEL: Oh, jeez! Wow! You're really strong.
JESSE: Ok, it's tradition...
[Jesse picks Isabel up and walks her over the threshold]
JESSE: Mrs. Ramirez, welcome to your new home.
ISABEL: Thank you, Mr. Ramirez. I love you so much.
JESSE: Me, too.
[Telephone rings]
ISABEL: I should get that.
JESSE: And I should get more boxes. But we should...
ISABEL: Continue this later?
JESSE: Yes.
[Ring]
[ring]
ISABEL: hello?
MAX: Did you find your healing stone?
ISABEL: Yes, i did. It was in the box that i said it was gonna be in. You are way overreacting to this whole thing.
MAX: No, I'm not, Isabel. Dad is on the warpath.
ISABEL: He's our father, not the enemy. Listen to me-
Mr Evans: Isabel?
ISABEL: Oh, my god!
Mr Parker: Sorry. I didn't mean to scare you. The door was open.
ISABEL: Oh, can I call you back? I'll call you back. Ok, bye. Hi, dad. Um... What's up?
Mr Evans: I just wanted to see your new place. It's nice. Cozy. Uh, from your mother and me.
[Mr Evans hands a plant to Isabel]
ISABEL: 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.
Mr Evans: Nah, that's all right. Where's, uh, Jesse?
ISABEL: He's outside by the truck, I think.
Mr Evans: I can't believe how grown up my kids are. You with your new house, Max with his new car.
ISABEL: Yeah. Grown up.
Mr Evans: 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.
ISABEL: Yeah, it all just happened really fast, you know?
Mr Evans: Do you even know when he got rid of the jeep?
MARIA: I can't believe you're doing it. Moving to New York, huh?
BILLY: Yeah. Greenwich village.
MARIA: Playing seedy bars and coffee shops.
BILLY: Well, that was the plan.
MARIA: Yeah, but there are plans and then there are plans.
BILLY: Well, I guess this was the plan.
MARIA: Yeah, I guess so. So, what are you gonna do for money?
BILLY: As long as I make enough to get by, I'm fine, you know?
MARIA: Oh, god, that is so romantic, I could just scream.
BILLY: Come on. It was your idea.
MARIA: 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.
BILLY: 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.
MARIA: Well, I guess for me music was just more of like a passing thing.
BILLY: Well, I find that very hard to believe.
MARIA: What are you doing?
BILLY: The sauce is just a little thin, so I'm gonna show you a little family secret.
MARIA: In my sauce? You're putting creamer-
BILLY: shh. Come on. Try it. Try it. Try it.
MARIA: Ok. Mm-hmm.
BILLY: Mm-hmm.
MARIA: Not bad.
[Back at Jesse and Isabel's apartment]
JESSE: Your dad introduced me to some new clients as his son-in-law.
ISABEL: This floor is way too hard.
JESSE: Do you think i should start calling him dad? Ha ha! That is too weird. I won't do it.
ISABEL: We could use a blanket. I'll be right back .
JESSE: Hey, where are you going?
ISABEL: To get a blanket.
JESSE: Why?
ISABEL: So we can have sex.
JESSE: In here?
ISABEL: Yes. It's tradition that when a couple moves into their new place, they make love in every room of the house.
JESSE: Ok. Can I finish flossing my teeth? Oh! Before I forget, your dad-
ISABEL: please! Could we just not talk about my dad for a second here?
JESSE: Yeah, sure.
ISABEL: Oh, ok. What'd he say?
JESSE: He's bringing up Utah. Utah? Yeah, Max's little crime spree. He keeps asking me what I think really happened.
ISABEL: What did you say?
JESSE: That I think Max is hiding something. Damned if I know what it is. What do you think?
ISABEL: You wanna know what I think? I think that as long as my father and Max continue to inv*de my life with you, tradition is gonna have to wait.
JESSE: What did I just do?
[Isabel storms out]
[Billy and Maria are talking]
MARIA: No! Oh, my god! No!
BILLY: There she is. Right there.
MARIA: Look at my hair and my eyes. Ugh!
BILLY: Come on. It was your late 90s retro Annie Lennox phase. You know, you were experimenting. I think it was cute.
MARIA: Right. Burn those now.
BILLY: 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.
MARIA: Look at that! Look at-- this hair spray alone could choke a horse.
BILLY: Ok. Well, look past the somewhat flammable hair and see what I see.
MARIA: Which is what? Bad eyeliner?
BILLY: Nah. Dreams. Look. This girl... Has beautiful dreams. And she makes beautiful music. So, what happened to her?
MARIA: Nothing. She just grew up.
BILLY: Right. Right.
[Max and Michael are digging a hole in the dessert]
MICHAEL: Is this deep enough?
MAX: Almost.
MICHAEL: 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.
MAX: All right. That's deep enough. We still need your healing stone.
MICHAEL: I think it's at Maria's.
MAX: You think it's at Maria's?
MICHAEL: Yeah. I don't know. Most likely.
MAX: I bet if it was one of your Metallica cds you'd know where it was.
MICHAEL: Hey! You wanna bring that up again? The reason I got pissed is you put and justice for all before master of puppets.
MAX: Yeah. Alphabetical order.
MICHAEL: They go in order of the release date.
MAX: And you don't know where your healing stone is?
MICHAEL: You still wanna sleep on my couch?
[Cell phone rings]
MAX: hello?
ISABEL: Jesse is asking all kinds of questions about you, Max. You're right. Dad is out of control. We have to do something.
MAX: Isabel, calm down. Just tell me what happened.
MICHAEL: What's going on?
MAX: My dad's recruited Jesse into this crusade of his.
MICHAEL: Ok, Max, you need to talk to your father. Keep your friends close...
MICHAEL: And your enemies closer.
ISABEL: Our father is not the enemy, Max.
MICHAEL: Talk to him. Make nice. Get close. Find out what he--
[The camera pans back. A man is hiding behind some rocks taking pictures of Max and Michael]
[Later, Michael is knocking on Maria's door- Billy answers]
MICHAEL: you haven't left yet.
BILLY: Oh, no, man. Late night. Sorry. I'm leaving later today.
MICHAEL: How was dinner?
BILLY: It was good, man. It was good.
BILLY: How's Steve's wife?
MICHAEL: Who?
BILLY: Steve's wife, with the flu. You covered for him. Remember? Yeah. She's great. She's fine. Is Maria around?
BILLY: No, man. You just missed her. Just missed her. Can I leave her a note or a message or something?
MICHAEL: No. I'm here to pick something up.
BILLY: Can I help you look?
MICHAEL: No. That's ok.
BILLY: What are you looking for?
MICHAEL: Something I need.
[Michael puts the healing stone in his pocket]
BILLY: Hey, when did Maria stop writing music?
MICHAEL: She messes around with it once in a while.
BILLY: Well, how often does she mess around with it?
MICHAEL: Is this goin' somewhere?
BILLY: 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.
MICHAEL: I really wouldn't know.
BILLY: Well, listen, man, she's really good. I mean, she's really good.
MICHAEL: Yeah, I'll keep that in mind.
MICHAEL: I guess what I'm looking for isn't here.
BILLY: Well, I'd tell her you stopped by, but I got a bus to catch.
[Later, Michael is making sauce at the Crashdown]
MARIA: Hmm, you know what? That sauce looks a little thin. You should put half and half in there.
MICHAEL: It's not coffee.
MARIA: It works. Billy showed me. It gives it heft.
MICHAEL: I don't put dairy products in my meat sauce. It's not kosher.
MARIA: Ok. I said no cheese in the nebulua salad.
MICHAEL: Forgot. Listen, I was thinking about skipping out on bowling tonight, and maybe we could make up for last night.
MARIA: That is so sweet, but I kind of had plans. Just...
MICHAEL: Plans with who?
MARIA: It's nothing...Big. Just me and Billy were gonna go and...
MICHAEL: Billy? Isn't he on the bus?
MARIA: He missed it. He's staying another night.
MICHAEL: Another night?!
[The salad bowl explodes]
MARIA: What did you do that for? You could've hurt me.
MICHAEL: Sorry. I'm not sure what happened.
[Max is waiting in his father's office]
Mr Evans: Max.
MAX: Hey, dad.
Mr Evans: What are you doing here?
MAX: I think we need to talk.
Mr Evans: I agree completely.
SECRETARY: Your 11:30 is here.
Mr Evans: Gimme 10 seconds. I'm sorry, I've got a meeting waiting.
MAX: No, it's ok. Why don't we go fishing, like we used to, away from all these interruptions?
Mr Evans: Sounds good. When?
MAX: Tomorrow.
Mr Evans: Great. I'll pick you up early. Got to get a jump...
MAX: On those fish. Excuse me.
[Mr Evans meeting is with the photographer who was taking pictures of Max and Michael]
PRIVATE INVESTIGATOR: Saw him and that friend of his out in the desert.
Mr Evans: What were they doing?
PRIVATE INVESTIGATOR: Couldn't really tell from where I was standing, but I got some pictures.
Mr Evans: What else you got for me?
PRIVATE INVESTIGATOR: A receipt from the last time your son filled up his jeep. First week in may.
Mr Evans: That's when Tess disappeared. Do you think these 2 events are connected?
PRIVATE INVESTIGATOR: 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.
Mr Evans: What do you think my son's trying to hide?
PRIVATE INVESTIGATOR: We better find that jeep, Mr. Evans.
[Maria comes home and finds Billy playing Alex's guitar]
MARIA: Billy, I hope you're ok with hamburgers 'cause that's you're getting.
BILLY: Hamburgers are fine.
MARIA: Why is that out?
BILLY: Michael stopped by today. This ended up on the bed, so I am tuning it for you.
MARIA: Why?
BILLY: It's out of tune, darlin'.
MARIA: Put it back.
BILLY: In just a second.
MARIA: You know what? Forget it. I'll put it back.
BILLY: Hey, what's wrong?
MARIA: I invite you into my house and you go through my stuff?
BILLY: Where's all this coming from? It's a guitar baby.
MARIA: No, it's not.
[Michael and Liz are closing the Crashdown]
MICHAEL: Pretty busy night, huh?
LIZ: Mm-hmm.
MICHAEL: How much money do you think we'd pull in on a night like tonight?
LIZ: You know that you really suck at small talk? Why don't you just tell Dr. Parker what's on your mind?
MICHAEL: Hey, tell me--do I need to be worried about this Billy guy?
LIZ: No, you don't. He's completely harmless.
MICHAEL: But you think he's good-looking right?
LIZ: Uh, well, yeah, if you like that sort of thing, I guess.
MICHAEL: The good-looking sort of thing.
LIZ: Michael...
MICHAEL: Do you really think he missed his bus?
LIZ: Yes, i do. Haven't you ever missed a bus before?
MICHAEL: No, 'cause I don't take the bus, and I don't write songs. And I don't cook with freaking half and half.
[The sugar dispensers explode]
LIZ: Hey! Hey, Michael!
MICHAEL: Sorry. My powers are out of control.
LIZ: Would you look at this mess! My dad is gonna freak.
MICHAEL: Relax. I'll fix it.
[Michael tries to fix the mess, but his powers don't work]
LIZ: Please. Michael, you need to calm down, ok? Everything's gonna be fine between you and Maria, trust me.
MICHAEL: She cooked him Italian food last night.
LIZ: Oh.
MICHAEL: I knew it. That's a problem.
LIZ: No, no, it's not a problem. It's just, um... It's food.
MICHAEL: No, Liz. It's Italian food.
LIZ: Michael, please don't do anything stupid or alien or both, please?!
[Billy strums guitar in adjoining room]
MARIA: try going to an f major 7th, please. I can't listen to you anymore. Just trying going to an f major 7th.
BILLY: Not bad.
MARIA: Oh, please. I totally fixed it for you.
BILLY: Ok. Now let's see if you remember this one... So what about earlier?
MARIA: Yeah, I'm sorry that I went off on you.
BILLY: Gonna tell me about it?
MARIA: That guitar belonged to a friend of mine. His name was Alex. He d*ed last year.
BILLY: I am so sorry. I am so sorry. I had no idea.
MARIA: His parents wanted me to have this guitar, but I just couldn't bring myself to play it.
BILLY: Bad memories.
MARIA: He was only 17. He had his whole life. His whole life.
BILLY: Did you and Alex write songs together?
MARIA: 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.
BILLY: So if you guys were writing songs, then that means you were singing up until...
MARIA: Until his funeral. Yeah, that was the last time.
BILLY: Well, then I guess tonight's a special night.
MARIA: (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-
[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]
MAX: what happened?
MICHAEL: It's over.
MAX: What, my dad found something? What?
MICHAEL: No, it's not that. I saw Maria and what's his name, Billy, together.
MAX: Oh, together as in... Together?
MICHAEL: Worse.
MAX: What could be worse?
MICHAEL: They were singing together.
MAX: So you're jealous.
MICHAEL: I'm not jealous!
[A lamp explodes]
MICHAEL: My powers are slightly out of whack.
MAX: "Out of whack"?
MICHAEL: I've been blowing things up all day.
MAX: Get them under control.
MICHAEL: I can't.
MAX: Michael, get yourself together. What if this happens in front of my father?
MICHAEL: I don't care about your father or his stupid investigation.
MAX: 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.
MICHAEL: What should I do?
MAX: Talk to her.
MICHAEL: That's it? Just talk to her?
MAX: Yeah.
MICHAEL: Ok, sure.
[Max and his father are fishing on the lake]
Mr Evans: I've missed this.
Max: Yeah, me, too.
Mr Evans: So why did you get rid of the jeep?
MAX: Got sick of it. Plastic doors, the roof took forever to get on and off.
Mr Evans: Yeah. I hope you got a good price for it.
MAX: Blue book.
Mr Evans: Huh. So who bought it?
MAX: This guy at school. Drove it cross-country to college. Cornell, I think.
Mr Evans: It was a fun car. Remember the guy we bought it from?
MAX: Yeah. Now, he was scary.
Mr Evans: I thought he was gonna sh**t us.
MAX: You wouldn't meet his price.
Mr Evans: I did when the g*n fell out of his boot. How old were you?
MAX: 15.
Mr Evans: Yeah. I'm just surprised that you would sell it without telling me first.
MAX: It was sort of spontaneous.
Mr Evans: And you say this guy who bought it-- he was gonna drive it all the way to Cornell?
MAX: Yeah. He was planning on fixing it up first.
Mr Evans: Right.
MAX: I saw the board in your office. I know what you're doing.
Mr Evans: And what am I doing?
MAX: It isn't right to spy on your own son.
Mr Evans: I'm not spying. I'm trying to figure out what's going on. Is my concern for you a thr*at?
MAX: Do I thr*aten you?
Mr Evans: You frighten me, Max. I don't think I know who you are anymore. I'm beginning to think I've never known.
MAX: I'm your son.
Mr Evans: With secrets. And my biggest fear is that they're terrible secrets, that you're in trouble and I can't help.
MAX: You can't help because I'm not in trouble.
Mr Evans: 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.
[Cell phone rings]
Mr Evans: what? Yeah. Wait there. We're done. Let's head in.
MAX: Dad...
Mr Evans: We're done.
[Michael comes up behind Maria in the Crashdown]
MICHAEL: hey.
MARIA: "Hey" back.
MICHAEL: Can I say something?
MARIA: Back room.
MARIA: Do we have a problem?
MICHAEL: No, we don't. I do.
MARIA: How can I help?
MICHAEL: Be patient with me.
MARIA: Always.
MICHAEL: Don't say it like that, like I'm a kid.
MARIA: That's not what I meant. What are you worried about, really? What can I do?
MICHAEL: Tell your friend to leave. He shouldn't be here. It's not a good time.
MARIA: Not a good time? Let me ask you a question, Michael.
MICHAEL: Here we go...
MARIA: No, don't do that.
MICHAEL: You ask "what can I do," and I tell you.
MARIA: When is it a good time?
MICHAEL: To step out with an old boyfriend?
MARIA: He is not an old-- ooh, would you just-
MICHAEL: where's your patience now?
MARIA: When is it a good time for me to take a small step back from this nonstop alien hootenanny?
MICHAEL: We're in danger. Max's father-
MARIA: I know.
MICHAEL: Yeah, and you don't care because that Billy guy--
[Michael's powers cause things on the shelf to fall]
MARIA: Michael...
MICHAEL: You're gonna leave me for him.
MARIA: No. No. Ok, I'll tell him.
MICHAEL: Thank you.
MARIA: Hey, it's what I do. It's what I always do.
[Kyle is talking to Max on the phone]
KYLE: Max, I think we got a problem.
MAX: What is it?
KYLE: Your dad just called for a tow truck.
MAX: Where?
KYLE: Mile marker 16 out on route 7.
MAX: They found the jeep.
[Maria comes home. Billy is playing the guitar]
BILLY: Hey.
MARIA: I have to tell you something.
BILLY: What?
MARIA: You have to go.
BILLY: Right this second?
MARIA: Yeah.
BILLY: I'll get my stuff. Is this about Michael? Am I in the middle of something?
MARIA: 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.
BILLY: That's too bad.
MARIA: What's that supposed to mean?
BILLY: Truth? Maria, i missed my bus on purpose.
MARIA: Why?
BILLY: Because I was given some advice one time... Decide what you want in life and live it.
MARIA: That's terrible advice.
BILLY: You gave it to me.
MARIA: That explains it.
BILLY: 4 years ago, our last night at camp.
MARIA: I was 13.
BILLY: That night stuck with me. You stuck with me. That kiss stuck with me. It was my first one.
MARIA: You told me that you kissed tons of girls.
BILLY: I lied. I don't know. I was just... I was hoping that-
MARIA: I'm with someone.
BILLY: Yeah, I met him.
MARIA: Look, you don't understand. Michael is just-
BILLY: stopping you?
MARIA: Stopping me from what?
BILLY: from I don't know. From life. From this.
[Billy kisses Maria- she doesn't respond at first, then kisses him back]
[The scene switches to the jeep being pulled up from the ravine. Michael, Max, and Isabel are watching]
ISABEL: This is bad.
MICHAEL: What are you gonna tell your father, Max?
MAX: I'm not gonna tell him anything. He doesn't trust me anymore.
MICHAEL: Who does he trust?
[Max looks at Isabel]
[Scene switches to Liz and Maria talking]
LIZ: and then you kissed him?
MARIA: Yes, I did.
LIZ: Where is he right now?
MARIA: At my house.
LIZ: Ha! What were you thinking?
MARIA: I don't know.
LIZ: And that's all that it was. It was just a kiss.
MARIA: Maybe. You know? Maybe not.
LIZ: Let's just talk about the kiss for one second. Was there any passion?
MARIA: Tons.
LIZ: Oh...
MARIA: I know. But it's not that kind of passion. It's like it woke me up.
LIZ: Like sleeping beauty.
MARIA: Yeah, I guess.
MARIA: Do you think I've been asleep this whole time?
LIZ: Well... I think you've been trying to remember who you used to be for a long time. Say it.
MARIA: 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.
LIZ: I know.
MARIA: I mean, I... I didn't sign up for this.
LIZ: Yes, you did. We all did.
MARIA: I know. It's just, I had this dream once... I mean, maybe I still do. I don't know.
LIZ: 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.
MARIA: Liz.
LIZ: 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.
[Maria comes home. Billy is packing to leave]
MARIA: Hey. I have this insane idea.
BILLY: What?
MARIA: That we do what we planned, that I go to New York with you.
BILLY: Wow.
MARIA: Yeah.
BILLY: What about your mom?
MARIA: Well, I know that she'll want me to finish high school.
BILLY: Not a bad idea.
MARIA: No, so after I graduate.
BILLY: Great.
MARIA: Maybe.
BILLY: Maybe.
MARIA: No, I just don't know if this is what I wanna do-
BILLY: hey, hey, hey. You don't owe me an explanation. I screwed things up.
MARIA: No, you didn't.
BILLY: 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 sh*t.
MARIA: I just think I may have given you the wrong impression.
BILLY: 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...
MARIA: What?
BILLY: I wish you hadn't hidden yourself away with that guitar.
BILLY: You gonna come see me in the village?
MARIA: Yes.
BILLY: I'll get you front row seats.
MARIA: And I will throw my underwear at you.
[Sighs]
BILLY: bye, Maria.
MARIA: Bye.
[Billy leaves]
[Isabel and Jesse are having dinner with Mr. and Mrs. Evans]
Mrs Evans: It's newly upholstered. It has a dark print with big, uh... Pink cabbage roses.
JESSE: Wow. I don't know if that would really, uh-
Mr Evans: hey, hey, hey.
Mr Evans: You can't b*at the price.
[As Isabel sits down, she is remembering what Max told her. We hear his voice and the conversation she had with him]
MAX: They trust you, Isabel.
ISABEL: I'm sick of lying to our parents.
MAX: There's no other choice.
ISABEL: Yes, there is. The truth.
MAX: It's too dangerous for them and for us.
ISABEL: Max, you're wrong I want to tell them...
[Voice over conversation ends]
ISABEL: The truth.
Mrs Evans: What, hon?
ISABEL: What?
Mrs Evans: Did you say something?
ISABEL: The truth. I... I want to tell you the truth about what's been going on with Max.
ISABEL: 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.
Mrs Evans: Oh, my.
ISABEL: 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.
JESSE: God, Isabel. I'm so sorry. If I had known, I wouldn't have-
Mr Evans: I'm sorry, too, Isabel, for asking you those questions, for putting Jesse in the middle.
ISABEL: He would have told you himself. He was just so afraid to disappoint you.
Mr Parker: Thank you for finally telling us the truth.
[Isabel is talking to Max on the phone later]
MAX: Did they buy it?
ISABEL: Yeah. They bought everything.
ISABEL: You're safe for another day.
MAX: Thanks, Iz. I owe you.
ISABEL: Maybe now we can get back to normal.
[Mr. Evans is in his office looking at a picture of Isabel. He pins it to his board under the conspirators section]
[Michael meets Maria in the park]
MICHAEL: You wanted to talk, which usually means you're gonna kick my ass, so I brought some friends.
MARIA: Thank you. I guess.
MICHAEL: Ha. Is he gone yet?
MARIA: Yeah.
MICHAEL: good!
MARIA: Feel better?
MICHAEL: Getting there. What are we talking about?
MARIA: I wanna break up. I want out because I love you so much. I love you more than you could possibly know.
MICHAEL: I'm lost.
MARIA: No, I'm lost. And you've been there the whole time to help me through all of it.
MICHAEL: All of what?
MARIA: This whole thing-- this alien, human, the scary stuff, the bad stuff.
MICHAEL: And there was fun stuff, too.
MARIA: Yeah, but I haven't been honest in any of it.
MICHAEL: Listen, if you're trying to tell me that you're a bisexual or something, I'm--I'm cool with that. I'm...
MICHAEL: Why do you want out?
MARIA: 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.
MARIA: Of course it's you.
MARIA: No, it's not the me I used to be.
MICHAEL: Things change.
MARIA: Yeah, things change.
MICHAEL: Just like that. Will you come back to me?
MARIA: I don't know.
[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]
[Song plays in the background] Breathe again - I'm livin' on your air tonight - never knowing when you'll cut it off - oh, you have a way - that makes it hard to sleep alone - and just when the dream gets good - you always seem to have to go - so - here I am - alone again - waiting for the story - to finally end - while the world spins around - it's out of my hands - don't even try - to understand - and I guess it's time to tell you - what you should already know - oh, you know - I'm better breathing on my own - all alone -