Roswell, New Mexico

Previously on roswell, new Mexico...

50 years after the incident, I woke up in here,

no memories or rudimentary skills.

Noah is a vile sociopath

who murdered my sister.

I keep finding mention of a prison named "caulfield."

Aliens have been tortured here for decades.

Michael: Why do I know you? She's my...

Your mother. We have ten minutes

- to get out of this building. - (Alarm blaring)

Grab everything that you can... Hard drives, anything.

Why are you keeping US alive? The alighting.

Now that you're all grown up, they'll come.

You're the savior.

Noah: You have no idea what you're capable of.

You could be a god!

I want you to feel what I feel for you.

Echoes.

Liz: Everything.

Rosa. He's had her here all this time.

Michael: You can't resurrect a girl that's been dead a decade.

We can't undo the past.

Rosa, where's Max?

: No. No.

You're sure Noah's really gone?

Yeah, I'm sure.

We moved his body over to the cliff by the turquoise mines.

Won't be long before someone finds him.

He said I'm some kind of savior.

That the... the Victors of the war

on our home planet would come for me.

He called it "the alighting."

The alighting?

Yeah.

That's dramatic.

Let's not talk about him right now.

Maybe we should talk about what comes next, though.

Well, if you'd give me, like, a minute to recover...

- Mm-mm. - (Both laugh)

I took a few weeks off work.

Isobel's gonna need me.

Once she feels better, you have that job offer in palo alto.

I am not leaving you, Max.

Good.

'Cause you owe me a road trip.

I'm going where you're going.

: What?

You smell like rain.

Liz?

Rosa.

Liz, I don't understand...

You look different.

What happened to him? How did I get here?

Izzie. I think Izzie came to the turquoise mines last night, and...

- And, Liz, something bad happened. - That wasn't last night.

What?

I'm gonna explain everything to you, okay?

But I need you to go wait in the car.

No. We have to call 911. We need an ambulance.

No! It's too late!

Max is dead.

Scully's sweet potato fries with extra flying sauce to go.

Thank you.

They tip better when you smile.

- I smile. - You bare your teeth.

Are you working on the books?

Weekday business has been slow.

Citizenship paperwork. Uh...

Besides, the crashdown is no longer your concern.

You are headed for much bigger things.

You might be the only Mexican father on the planet

his daughter to leave home.

I'm the only Mexican father on this planet

whose daughter is genius

extraordinaire Elizabeth ortecho.

I'm glad you accepted the Grant in palo alto.

Which reminds me, I have your keys.

If you're leaving again, I'm gonna require

a social media presence.

The occasional face mask selfie...

Thank you for coming to say goodbye.

I reject goodbye.

I was coming to vent about Michael guerin ghosting me.

I have seen that guy go on intimate third dates

with the men's room toilet seat.

Okay, I changed your oil.

Oh, and one more thing.

San Cristobal.

Para que te cuide en El camino.

Okay.

Now just one more roswell good time

before I hit the road.

I suppose I shouldn't have been surprised

that my beloved Noah would be killed by something

as rare as a strike of lightning.

He was, after all...

An extraordinary man.

From the first moment we met,

he just seemed to...

Know me...

Inside and out.

I'm sorry.

You know, what I really want to do here today is...

To tell you about someone...

Who I love very much.

He was a man with an unrivaled capacity for love

who could hold you in his heart...

Despite distance

or rejection.

He made mistakes,

but he was noble.

And he dedicated his life to righting his own wrongs,

and the wrongs of others.

My wrongs. (Laughs softly)

He was my other half,

my better half.

I don't think I'll ever let him go.

Isobel.

Isobel. Shh. It's gonna be okay.

It's gonna be okay.

The pod. The pod.

Help me get him into the pod, Michael.

Help me. Help me.

Liz: He isn't sick.

He's not coming back.

I just need time. Please.

Look, we'll just... we'll make up a story, okay?

We'll send texts from his phone. We'll say that he left town.

Please, just help me. Michael!

I really appreciate it. Thank you.

So, Tess says that her green chili Mac

is in her very best crystal,

so she has asked that you kindly return it promptly.

Don't worry, I'll help you get rid of all of this.

It's okay, mom. It's gonna be good for me to have something to do.

I'm just sorry that Max isn't here.

I don't know what's gotten into him.

His text messages have been so vague and gruff.

Baby, listen, Noah will always be with you.

He loved you so much.

Mrs. Evans.

That's a phenomenal cape.

Michael.

Looked like you needed some saving.

Well, we all have our parts to play.

Isobel, how long are we gonna keep this up?

I just need a little time.

Yeah. You keep saying that.

I'm, uh...

I'm going to have to wake him soon.

My father?

I can't keep him in a coma forever.

Why the hell not?

Hospital resources.

Eventually, they'll start asking questions.

Oh, and also, I'm not a murderer.

No, you're not.

But he is.

Kind of thought you'd call.

I mean, it seemed like a kiss

at least worthy of a text back.

I don't know if you noticed, but I'm not much

of a relationship guy.

Right.

Well, you don't have to avoid me.

You're going through a thing. Pony's your watering hole.

Regulars shouldn't drink alone when they're grieving.

Isobel.

Oh, sheriff valenti.

Thank you so much for coming.

You're roswell pd family.

Speaking of, is Max around?

Um, I think he's out of town.

Didn't he put in a request for vacation?

Uh, when you were... seeking treatment,

Noah came by the office.

He implied that he and your brother didn't get along.

And now I haven't seen Evans since Noah's death.

Michelle.

Shouldn't you be focusing on other issues?

Like that vandal that's terrorizing town.

I mean, graffiti is an early indicator

of gang violence.

Valenti: Is it? Hmm.

I'll make sure to move the graffiti bandit

to the top of my priority list.

Excellent.

Hey.

I'm so sorry for your loss.

Yeah.