| Notes: Roswell scripts are property of the WB, Jason Katims Productions and the rest of The Powers That Be. I don't own them so absolutely NO infringement or copyright violation is intended. I've made an effort to get the transcripts as accurate as I can but they may not be 100% accurate. I'm not posting all the scenes in the episode, just certain ones that I like. They are scenes primarily with Michael and/or Maria in them. My MST3K-style commentary is in < >. Please do not archive these transcripts/commentaries anywhere else. Transcriber/Commentator: Minnie Archive Date: 5/1/2001 Note: M = Maria, A = Alex, I = Isabel, L = Liz, V = Sheriff Valenti, H = Deputy Hanson, K = Kyle, Mx = Max, Mi = Michael Maria's Intro: Maria is standing in front on the chalkboard again and she's erasing the word "PROM" from the board. M: I told you ... prom sucks. Take Liz for example. She totally thought the prom would be the perfect opportunity to rekindle things with Max. (shot of Max and Tess' kiss) Nope. And Kyle. He though he'd finally get closer to Tess ... as in a lot closer. Until he realized his feeling for Tess were a little more sibling than sex kitten. (shot of Kyle and Tess in eraser room) Strike two. But there is a silver lining to this gray cloud of prom disasters. Alex. He came back from Sweden a new man. And Isabel finally noticed. And with a little help from Liz and myself, those two crazy kids might actually find true love. Start of show: Alex is on the phone with Isabel. He's on his bed. A: Yeah, it was a great night for me too. <Yeah, me too. Uh, what night are we talking about here?> I: Yeah. So what are you doing tonight? <Nothing much. Watching the game ... having a Bud. True, true. Wazzzzupppp?> A: Tonight? <::breaks out into song, "Tonight, tonight, there's only you tonight ..."> Alex looks at Liz and Maria who are shaking their heads "No". Liz and Maria are sitting across from Alex, near a desk. A: I can't. <Can't what? Can't sing with me? Oh, come on, I'm not that bad, you know.> I: Why? <Why? Because we like you. M-I-C-K-E ... Erm, I mean, why?> A: I have ... uh ... <Yeah, that.> L: (mouthing the words) Studying. <Or as she says it, "StudyinK, studyinK.> A: I'm studying. <Or as he says it, "StudyinG, studyinG. Heh.> I: Alex, an A is the best you can get. <Nuh-uh. He can get an A+.> A: I know, but I got a ... I got a ... monstrous final in uh ... <Yeah, there goes that "uh" again.> Liz picks up a book by Robert Frost, gives it to Maria and both of them are pointing at it. A: Robert Frost? <Wow, he's got finals on a dead guy?> M: (mouthing the words) No, English. <No, English? You don't speak No English? Funny, I coulda sworn I heard English come out of your mouth.> A: English! English ... killer final. Mr. Browsky's (sp?) really put the screws to us. <That English teacher of yours sure is violent. Killing, putting screws on you ... but then no one expects the Spanish Inquistion.> I: Well, if you'd rather stay and study and not come out and play with me ... <Play what? Parcheesi? I'm, always up for a game of Parcheesi. Wait, what's Parcheesi again?> Alex bites his fist. Maria and Liz are both whispering "Stay strong". Or in Liz's case, "Stay stronK." Liz raises both her arms and does her muscleman impression. <Look, it's Liz the SHE-MAN! Too funny.> Maria also does her strongman impression but doesn't raise her arms. A: I don't want to ... but I have to. <That sounds suspiciously like something I would say, before I clean the house. Speaking of which, I need to do that ... like right now.> Maria and Liz look at each other, smiling. I: Okay, well, if you change your mind, I'll be at the Crashdown probably until closing. <I'll be cleaning the house probably until my eyes close.> A: Okay, well, I'll see you later. <"See" being the relative term here.> I: Okay. <Ten-four. Okie-dokie. Hasta la vista.> The phone conversation ends. Alex plops himself onto his bed, groaning and making a frustrated noise. Maria: I'm so proud of you. <Thanks. What did I do again?> Maria and Liz move to sit on the bed with Alex. A: This blows. <What blows? ::stops cleaning for a minute and turns off the vacuum cleaner:: This thing? Yes, it does. Actually it sucks too.> M: Well, at least you've got the upper hand. <Not with this vacuum cleaner, I don't. It's got a mind of its own, I tell ya. I push it right, it goes left. I pull it, it flops over. Okay, I'm done cleaning for a while.> L: Yeah, you've got her chasing you. Who would have thought that? <Lemme guess. No one except the Stargazers?> M: Not me. <Guess she isn't a Stargazer?> A: She's thinking about me. Even now, she's on her bed and she's thinking about me. <Woo for you, Alex..> M: Okay, so are you done with this Isabel thing? All right, Max kissed Tess. <And this is important to Alex ... how?> L: Maria, let's go to work. <Nah, let's not. Let's play "help me clean the house" instead.!> M: Okay. <Aw, nuts.> L: Come on. Alex, you be strong, okay? <Yeah, don't let an urge to clean the house until you can't see straight get to you! That urge is evil. Evil, I tell you.> M: Strong, strong, strong. <So how many times can you say that word?> L: Stay strong. Okay. G'bye. A: Strong, Str- yeah. <Okay, let's say that one more time for the class, shall we? Str-ong.> A delivery boy with food arrives. DB: Is this the Whitman's? <No, it's the Munsters' house.> L: Oh, yeah. Alex, your food is here. <Oh, goody. Can I have some? All the cleaning's made me hungry!> M and L: Bye. Alex goes to the delivery boy <AKA DB ... hmmm, maybe I'll call him Doobie> and gets his food. A: It's about time. <Yeah. I was about to call for pizza.> DB: Uh, sorry man, I got turned around on Cherry Drive. <Um, Doobie? I got two words for you: Map Quest. Look it up.> Alex hands him a credit card and opens the bag of food. A: Hey, this isn't even warm. <No tip for you then.> Doobie the DB: Oh yeah, sorry, you better nuke it. <That's it? That's all you can say to me after I tell you "no tip"?> A: I'm so sick of this. I'm ... always same thing ... always cold. Always the same thing, I'm just so sick of everything. <Tell me about it. Always the same thing, crumbs on the carpet, dust on the shelves. Always dirty. I'm just so sick of cleaning.> Doobie the DB: Could you sign here please? <No. I don't wanna.> A: Why does life have to be so wrong? <Lemme take a stab at this. Uh, because it's not right?> Why does everything have to be a lie? <Here's one for you: "Truth is in the eye of the beholder." What that means, I have no idea. *g*> Dobbie the DB: I don't know, dude. <Ah, always the pat answer to all the eternal questions.> Alex sits at his desk and pops open a soda. He takes a framed picture of him and Leanna and Sweden and stares at it. Valenti's driving down the highway at night and sees an accident scene: police cars, ambulances, etc. V: Hey, Hansen, whatcha got? <A Barney Fife-ish attitude?> H: Pretty bad. This guy (I think that's what he says) doing 70 did a head-on with a semi. <Ouch. That musta hurt.> V: Fatalities? H: Yeah, one. <Really?> V: Anyone I know? <Uh-oh.> Hanson stares at Valenti pointedly. Valenti goes over to the accident scene, sees a car flipped over and shines a flashlight into it. His face tightens up. At the Crashdown: Maria drops a plate on the floor and gives a short squeal. M: Great! (exasperated) She goes to get something to clean it up. Max and Michael are sitting by the counter. Mx: You are so full of it. <Full of what? Hair? Yep, he's definitely got a full head of hair. *snip, snip* Pretend I just gave Michael a haircut, Max.> Mi: I just call it like I see it. <He does indeed. One thing I like you him is that he never evades or lies.> Mx: You can't compare The Matrix to Crouching Tiger. <Why? Is there a law against it?> Mi: Crappy Tiger is a chick flick with kung fu. <Oooooh, you take that back, Michael! It is so much more than that! It's got angst, sword fights, love, flying people, betrayal, sword fights, drama, flying people, friendship, sword fights, vengeance, flying people, honor, etc. Did I mention the sword fights and the flying people? And it's called Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon. I know I said no comments but I couldn't leave that one alone.> Mx: First of all, Crappy ... Crouching Tiger is actually about something ... love, honor, duty. <Heh, you tell 'em , Max.> Mi: Matrix is about something ... illusion, reality, gunfire. <Does it have sword fights and flying people though? Nay on the sword fights, yay on the flying people.> Mx: You simply can't compare Keanu Reeves to Michelle Yeoh. You can't. I won't let you. <Well, I'm gonna compare them. Whatcha gonna do about it, Max? Huh, huh, huh? First ... Keanu Reeves. He's a guy. He's got black hair. Next ... Michelle Yeoh. She's a gal. She's got black hair. See, I compared and contrasted them.> Liz is sitting at a table doing homework. She looks at Kyle, Isabel and Tess who are looking over prom pictures. They're laughing and giggling. Maria goes to the back of the cafe, carrying a tub with the broken dish inside. She dumps the mess into the trash can. Valenti comes in. Maria sees the serious look on his face and her face fills with dread. M: What? <Uh, this is NOT good. Not at all.> Cut to the scene in front of the Crashdown. M: NO! (screams from the back) Maria pushes the door open to the front of the cafe. Michael immediately gets up from his chair. <*candysigh* *candysigh* *candysigh* He's worried about her.> Maria runs to hug Liz. She looks upset and in shock and is breathing hard. She also looks like she's about to cry. Kyle, Isabel and Tess are standing up, looking worried. Valenti addresses the group. V: There's been an accident. <I get the feeling you're not talking about Liz's god-awful jacket.> Max stands up. V: Alex is dead. <NOOOOOO!!! > The whole gang is in a parking lot as the coroner's van with Alex's body arrives. Valenti distracts the 2 men that come out of the van. Max goes to the van. I: He'll need to use his powers to open the door. <Hey, they could have left the door unlocked. Did you think about that?> Max opens the door to the van, climbs inside, closes the door and opens the bodybag. I: He'll take a deep breath, put his hand on his chest and bring him back to life. <Yes. Oh, please.> Liz stares ahead at van. Maria's face crumples in grief and she lays her head against Liz's shoulders. Max puts his hand on the body. <Note: The body is unseen.> I: And Alex will sit up suddenly and Max'll jump back and the whole wagon will shake a little. <Yep, that's what's going to happen. Shake, shake, shake ... shake, shake, shake ... shake that booty, I mean, wagon.> Everyone stares at the van but nothing is happening. <Why isn't anything happening?> I: The ... the whole wagon will shake and they'll come running back here with big goofy grins on their faces. <Okay, I am SO ready for that.> Tess looks like she's going to cry. Kyle has his head down. I: And we'll have to come up with some sort of cover story for Hansen and everybody. <Yes! You could say it wasn't really Alex who died, it was just someone who looked like Alex. Like ... an alien. Yeah, that sounds good. What? It's plausible, isn't it?> Michael stares at the van. Max opens the door and comes out of it. Maria lifts her head from Liz's shoulder. Tess looks like she can't believe it ... that Max didn't heal Alex. Isabel looks stricken. Michael glances up at the sky and closes his eyes. Valenti comes out of the police station. Max walks towards the gang ... alone. I: (disbelieving) Max? <Where ... where's Alex?> Max looks at Valenti and says nothing. His face says it all ... he couldn't heal Alex. <Why, why, why?> V: I think you should all go home now. <I don't wanna.> Kyle walks off to the side. M: (breaking down) Oh my God! She sees Alex's bodybag being wheeled out of the van. She looks like she's going to collapse but Michael is there to support her. <*candysigh* *sadcandysigh*> Mi: C'mon, I'll take you home. <*sniffle* While you're at it, give her lots of hugs and moral support too.> Isabel looks like she can't believe Max didn't heal Alex. She's got unshed tears brimming in her eyes. Max looks down at his hand. Isabel walks away. Max also has unshed tears in his eyes. Liz stares at him. <She's just staring all the time. Why does she keep staring? How long can she keep it up?> T: Max, go after her. <She means Isabel.> Mx: (steps towards Liz) Liz ... L: Yeah, go after her, Max. Liz is staring ahead still. Tess looks at Liz and Kyle pulls Tess away. <Wonder what they would have said to each other if Kyle didn't take Tess away?> The next morning: The clock strikes 6:45 AM and the alarm rings. Kyle's on the couch but he's already up before the alarm rings. He turns off the alarm and does push ups. Valenti walks in. Kyle looks at his dad and goes back to lie on the couch. K: Hey, dad. V: Mornin'. <::breaks out into song:: Good mornin, good mornin, it's great to stay up late... oh, damn. I forgot. How I could forget? It isn't a good morning. Alex. This morning sucks.> Valenti sits on the couch. V: Not very happy day, is it? <And that would be the understatement of the year.> Kyle shakes his head "no". K: No. This may not seem like very much right now but there's something I'd like you to know. Alex died yesterday. <Just dig the knife in deeper. > Kyle closes his eyes in pain. V: He didn't die today and I don't want you remembering it as if it happened today, all right? Happy birthday, son. <OMG, it's his birthday. The day after Alex *gulp* died. Argh, the injustice of it all! Happy birthday, Kyle.> At the Crashdown: Alex walks in. <It's Alex, it's Alex, it's Alex. *hop, hop, hop* Yay!> A: Pssst! (to Isabel) I: Oh my God, Alex! Oh my God, I thought you were dead. <Yeah, me too. I was never so glad to be wrong.> They hug tightly. A: Listen, that was just a big misunderstanding. Everything's fine, all right. <Oh, thank God. For a minute there I really thought you were dead. Whew!> Isabel grins and they sit down. A: So, how are you doing? <Why, just dandy, thank you.> I: Fine. Fine now. <Yeah, what she said.> A: Good. So have you made any decision on college yet? I: Yeah. (big smile) I think I'm gonna stay graduate with Max and you guys. (big smile) A: Good. Because I'd miss you if you were gone. <Awwwww, sweet. Okay, Izzy, your turn to say you'll miss him too.> I: Yeah, I'd miss you too. <Atta girl.> I just ... I just don't wanna be away from you anymore. <And all the Gazers are probably sighing at this exchange right about now.> A: Well, no worries about that. I'm not going anywhere. Except band practice. See, I'm running late and the guys are waiting for me so I gotta jet. <Why do I get a sense of foreboding in his words. Like there's some sort of double meaning to them? Eh, just my imagination.> But I'll see you tonight, right? I: Yeah, yeah. They kiss. A: Bye. I'll see you later. Isabel smiles widely. Mom: Isabel, wake up, honey. <What? What do you mean, wake up? Huh?> I: Oh my God. It was just a dream. <What? What do you mean, a dream? Huh?> It was just a dream. <NOOOOO! You mean ... you mean ... Alex is really gone? They can't do that, can they? Huh? That's just ... *sniffle* *sniffle*.> Isabel hugs her mother. <I want a hug too.> Mom: Oh, sweetheart. At the DeLuca household: Maria and Amy are sitting on the couch, silent. Maria's head is on Amy's shoulder. Michael's there, putting a new box of Kleenex on the table. The phone rings. Mi: DeLuca residence. <He sounds so cute.> It's Sean. He's dressed in a suit. S: Michael? What are you, snaking breakfast now? Don't you have to be at school or something? <School, schmool. No, he has to be with Maria now.> Mi: Sean, shut up, okay?. <Er, I'm getting the sense that the Sean fans are cheering Michael as he says this.> Alex was killed last night. <Every time someone says that, I keep expecting someone to say "Wake up, it's not true!" > S: (shocked) What? How? Mi: Car accident. S: Geez, how's Maria? Mi: Pretty torn up. <Yeah, me too. I'm so glad you're there for her, Michael. *candy-sniffle-and-sigh*> Same with your aunt. Maria and Amy are still sitting on the couch. Amy's dabbing Kleenex in her hands. Maria says nothing but just rubs her nose and has a Kleenex in hand. S: Look, ah, I got this court thing in Albuquerque. They tell me I have to stay a couple more days so could you, you know, look after my family? <Hmmm, now I'm really interested in why Sean was in juvie. Why did he have to stay for 2 days in Albuquerque? Must have been a grave offense or something. If it was minor, he would have been released a lot sooner. Don't you think?> Mi: I'll take care of them. <*candysigh* He's such a sweetie. Michael, c'mere and gimme a hug! Awwwww.> S: Thanks. Later. At the Parker household: The phone rings. Liz's mother answers the phone with "Sean?" It's not Sean. "It's Max." Liz's mother tells Max she just got off the phone with Sean. <As though Max would give a hoot.> She goes on to say that "this is horrible" and that "I knew how close you were to him." <Since when? And how would SHE know how close anyone is to anyone when she hasn't been around until now?> Max responds with "Not as close as Liz." Max asks how Liz is. Liz's mother answers that "she's not doing well" and that she's "in denial". <Much like me.> Max wants to talk to Liz but she's not there. Her mother doesn't know where she went. At the junkyard: Liz looks for the wreck. She finds Alex's car, takes of the cover and looks inside. She sees the shattered windshield and some bits of glass on the car seat. There's also some stains of dried blood on the seat. <*gulp*> She glides her hand across it and then draws back. <Ummm, ewwww.> It is then she sees a picture of Alex and Leanna in Sweden but Alex's face is cut out of the picture. At the hospital: Valenti and Hansen are questioning the truck driver (TD) about the accident. They talk about skid marks and stuff like that. V: How many beers did you have at the Bison Pub? <Me? I didn't drink any beer. That's my story and I'm sticking to it.> TD: I had one beer three hours before I got on the road. <Oh, you meant the truck driver. Not me.> V: You said you were going 65. <That's because as Sammy Hagar says, "I can't drive 55!"> TD: I said I was going 55. <Yep, that's within the legal speed limit, all right. Now why couldn't *I* have said that when that cop flagged me down for speeding 2 years ago? Oops. Did I say I was speeding? Never mind, you didn't hear that from me.> And I don't like the sound of these questions. H: Just doing our job. TD: That's bull. <Heh. Bull. Bison Pub. Get it?> You're trying to pin this on me ... when the truth is, that boy deliberately swerved into my lane for no reason. <Say it ain't so, Alex. Say it ain't so.> At the Evans' household: Isabel and her mother are in the kitchen. Mom: Nobody knew where he was going. <Hell, no one knows where this show is going!> I: But he wanted to stay home. If I hadn't called him and put the idea into his head, he would have never gotten into the car. <Yes, and if my boss didn't allow to take RosMondays off, then Alex would have never gotten into car. What, you ask, does that have to do with anything? Nothing. It has to do with nothing. That's my way of saying "It's not your fault, Iz."> (starts to get hysterical) He would have never gotten into the car. (screaming) <You sure about that? Maybe he was hungry and didn't feel like eating cold Thai food. Maybe he wanted to go get a pizza and jumped into the car. By the way, no one plays tearful and hysterical quite like Iz.> Mom: Isabel, it was an accident. <*sniffle*> Honey, it's tragic and it's painful <It's also wrong. So wrong.> and it's something none of us are ever going to forget but it wasn't your fault. <*sniffle* Yeah. Um, *sniffle* what she said.> I: I can't stop it. I can't stop thinking about the people I care about ... They end up hurt or dead. <*hugs*> Mom: Oh, honey, I wish I had some kind of special powers or something to make all this go away for you. <Hmmmm. Could it be the writers actually going for subtlety and double entendres? It is, it is! I think what they're trying to say is that not even aliens such as Max, Isabel, Michael or Tess have the power to cheat death all the time, that they do have limits. Or maybe they're just trying to say "Special powers don't help."> I: Special powers don't help. <Ooh, ooh! That WAS what the writers were trying to say! Did I call it or what? *sigh* "All those powers, and they couldn't even save him." I'm in a Superman moment right now. Despite the wonderful abilities the aliens possess, they can be just as vulnerable and as human as the rest of us.> I have to get out of here. Mom: Where do you want to go? <Somehow Michael's line in 285S "There's gotta be something better out there for me than Roswell, New Mexico" pops up for me.> I: Mom, there's something I need to tell you. <How about "I'm an alien. I have powers. But even my powers couldn't help save the life of Alex." Never mind.> At school: Liz walks through the hallway, sees a memorial for Alex on his locker and goes to her locker. Maria approaches Liz. Michael is with her. M: Liz. L: How you doing? <::copies Joey Tribbiani's voice and says "how YOU doin'?::> M: Not good. <Was that a general comment on the situation or a criticism on my fake Joey voice?> Maria gives Liz a hug. Maria looks like she's so tired and has been crying. L: Just try and get through the day, okay? Just keep going forward, keep breathing. <Yeah, I vote for "Keep breathinK" too. Because if I didn't, well, I'd be dead now, wouldn't I? By the way, the "ink"s are so evident in this ep. > M: Okay. How about you, how are you? <How is she? At what? Rummaging through junkyards and finding reject pictures? I'd say pretty good.> L: I'm fine. <You're too modest.> M: C'mon, it's me. You don't have to put up a front. <Front. Reminds me of outerwear for some reason. Ugh. Liz's godawful jacket. Bleck.> L: Look at this. <Oh, no ... she's not going to make us look at the jacket, is she? Not the jacket! Anything but the jacket!> Liz brings up the picture she found in Alex's car. Mi: Isn't that? <*gulp* Please say it's not the jacket, please say it's not the jacket.> L: Yes, Alex and Leanna in Sweden. I found it in the wreck. <Whew! I mean, why would that picture be there?> M: Oh my God, Oh my God. (sounds like she's about to break down) Maria staggers towards Michael. Michael hangs on to her. She looks like she's about to fall over. Mi: It's all right, it's all right. <He's comforting Maria, holding onto her, supporting her. Could he be any sweeter?> L: Look. Look at the way it's been cut up. Someone cut off ... <Your sentence?> Maria cuts her off. M: I'm gonna be sick. <No, I just cleaned the carpet, dang it! You can't get sick all over it.> (leans on Michael, holds on to his shirt, sounding appalled) I can't believe you went there. <Wanna know what I can't believe? That Liz likes the flowery jacket!> L: Maria, this means something. Why is Alex's head missing? <Lemme guess ... because someone cut it off?> Maria is getting upset. M: (breaking down, slightly yelling at Liz) Stop it, stop it! <Yes, Liz, stop wearing the jacket!> Mi: (comforting Maria in his arms) Shhhh, shhh, it's okay, it's okay. <It is? Why? Are you saying that jacket's going to be history? Michael, this is definitely one of your finer moments. Have I ever loved you more than now? Er, yeah, probably but this one gotta be close.> Michael's got his hand across Maria's cheek, cupping her face. At the sheriff's office: DB: I don't know. He just got really depressed. It was weird, you know? I mean I deliver a lot of cold food <Must mean you don't get a lot of tips then, huh?> but usually people just get pissed off. They don't act like it's the end of the world. <Hee. A plug for a previous RosEp.> V: Is that how he acted, like it was the end of the world? <There goes the plug again.> DB: Yeah. V: He say anything specific you remember? <I think he mumbled something about Liz's jacket. Hey, it could have happened!!!> DB: Life was wrong, everything about life is a lie. Why does it have to be that way. Stuff like that. <Uh-huh. Now, about that jacket ...> V: Okay, thanks, Jerry. <Jerry? His name is Jerry? But ... but ... I've gotten used to calling him Doobie!> Hansen walks into the office where Valenti is. He's talked to Alex's teachers and was told "there were warning signs". <I'm not liking the tone of his voice here. It's leading to somewhere I don't want to go.> Teachers described Alex as "moody, sometimes confident, even cocky" and other times "sullen, quiet and unfocused." V: Sounds like every teenager I know. <Word, Sheriff!> H: Listen, I know you don't want to talk about this theory. V: Don't go there. <Don't go where? WhatjutalkinaboutWillis?> H: Jim, there's a pattern here. <No. He's not saying what I think he's saying, is he? It's not ... no. I refuse to think about that.> V: No, there's not. <Way to go, Sheriff! Uh, ex-sheriff, I mean.> H: I hope you're right. At school: There is a memorial for Alex in the school's football field. A large picture of Alex is set in the field, people are bringing flowers and gifts and lighting candles. Max and Tess are under the bleachers. Mx: There was so much blood. I wasn't prepared for that. <Max, NO ONE would be prepared for that.> T: You had to try. Mx: I didn't wanna touch him. <::blinks:: What?> Max and Tess look like they're going to cry. Mx: And then his skin was so cold. <Doing a Maria impression here and saying 'Stop it, stop it!'> Max puts his head down, cries a little (you can't see it much though), wipes tears away and puts hand on his chin. Tess puts a hand on his arm. Michael, Maria and Isabel arrive. Max stands up, wiping tears away and turning his back on the three of them so they won't see him crying. Mi: School's brought in the official grief counselor. She's got all our names so be on the lookout. <Interesting. Were you told or did you find this out yourself? Oh, about your choice of words, i.e. 'She's got all our names so be on the lookout'. That wouldn't be a residual sound of suspicion in your voice, would it, Michael?> M: (yelling, angry) Do you see these people? Who are they? (pointing to people on the field) They didn't even know Alex, they weren't even his friends. They're sitting there, praying and crying and now they're putting on a show as if they gave a damn when he was alive? God, it makes me so angry! (puts both her hands to the sides of her head) <No truer words were spoken. Bravo! Word! Right on, dude! Got milk!? I mean, you go, girl!> Michael reaches out and rubs her back. Michael pulls Maria close to his side and drops a kiss on top of her head. Maria leans into him and wraps her arms around herself while Michael rubs her shoulders. Kyle walks up, not really looking at anyone. K: (voice cracking) Mr. Whitman called the house this morning and asked me and you (looks at Michael) and you (looks at Max) would be pallbearers tomorrow. <Tell me this isn't happening. This isn't happening. > Tess closes her eyes at this statement. Mi: Right. Mx: Sure. At a field: Doobie the delivery guy <No, I'm not calling him Jerry. I got used to Doobie so you'll just have to bear with me.> is talking to a crowd of people on the field. DB: So finally I left. He was losing it and you could totally see it in his eyes. He was on his way out of this life. <:cry: I need a new smilie, I think I'm wearing this one out.> L: (sounding angry) Is that a fact? <Nope, it's a ... um ... it's an elephant. No, it's not. It's ... uh ... okay, it's his attempts at grabbing attention.> The crowd around Doobie disperses. DB: Oh. <Oh? That's all you have to say? I'm disappointed in you, Doobie.> L: I'd like to ask you some questions if you have the time. <These questions ... they're not going to be on a test, are they?> Under the bleachers: I: I have something to tell all of you. <"I'm an alien. I have special powers." Oh, but you already knew that, right?> Tess is hanging onto Max's arm. Michael and Maria are sitting down, with Michael wrapping his arms around Maria. Michael brushes his hand against Maria's face before he settles his hand down on her arm. <Yes, of course, I notice all these small Candy details. I wouldn't be a Candy if I didn't right?> I: I know this is a bad time but um, I'm graduating early. I'm leaving in June to start college in the fall in San Francisco. <::sings 'I Left My Heart in San Francisco ... forget it, I don't know this song. > Everyone looks at Max. <Uh, why does everyone ALWAYS look at Max? Oh, yeah, that's right. Because he's the king, the leader, the big Kahuna. Forgot about that. 'Course he hasn't said "I'm the man" in a while.> Mx: When did all this happen? <Probably when you were remembering your jello-swim with Tess.> I: I've been thinking about it for a while. I talked to Mom this morning and she's find with it. Mx: Look, Isabel, this isn't the right time to be making snap judgements about this. <Then you name the time and place, Mr. Da Man.> I: This is my life, Max. <You tell 'em, girl.> Mx: No one is disputing that. <Uh, did you change your name to "No one" and I didn't notice?> M: (sounding weary) Do we have to talk about this right now? Mi: Maria's right. <*candysigh* He said Maria was right. Don't you just love him?> This isn't a decision we have to make today. I: (emphatic) This isn't a decision we have to make at all. It's my decision. I've made it. I'm leaving Roswell. <So there. Take that, Mr. Da Man.> Continued in part 2 ... HOME PART 2 ROSWELL TRANSCRIPTS ROSWELL |
| Cry Your Name Or the ep where you will be crying your eyes out ... one of the gang dies |