Resident Alien

Previously on "Resident Alien"...

Hi, Dad.

This is my sweet little girl, Iva.

- Hello, sweetheart. - Hi, Dad.

You know, your mother and I were talking,

and there's a lot of very interesting

possibilities in Park City.

I met my mother today.

Can I help you?

Well, how did it go?

D'Arcy.

Do you think you've been abducted?

How would someone know for sure?

Some people find chips that aliens

use as a tracking device.

What brings you to this neck of the woods?

I'm here to kill my father.

You must know chemistry.

You recognize this formula?

It is a compound with an alien element.

This formula may be the key to understanding the Greys' plan.

What is going on?

Why are you being so secretive?

Why are you being so inquisitive?

You and Liv practically begged me for a new deputy,

but now he's gone, and you haven't even replaced him?

No.

I have seen this in human movies.

I am in love.

You work for the Greys now.

You are gonna help us get Harry's alien DNA.

Once you give me what I need, you will leave the planet,

and you will never see him again.

This one is dead.

It is better to have loved and lost,

said some idiot, who I hope is also dead now.

Love is like being shot out of a cannon--

thrilling, except for that very last part

when you hit the ground and your body breaks

into tiny pieces.

That part ruins the trip.

You know what I just realized?

This song has repeated three times.

And then I asked myself, who would

be listening to a 1970s heartbreak song

over and over again?

And now, here I am.

This song is the truest one ever written.

Can you please make it stop?

I'm sorry about Heather, but we have a lot

of patients this morning.

I do not care whether they live or die!

Maybe you keep that inside.

And then go home and finish the bomb, please.

OK, first up, Mayor Ben for therapy.

I do not care if Mayor Ben dies.

Well, that makes two of us.

Ha.

He was joking.

I wasn't.

Oh, shit!

Oh.

It's-- it's delicate.

There's this guy at work that I'm having

a bit of a problem with.

Sheriff Mike.

No, it's not.

If it is not Sheriff Mike,

then it is Timmy the sandwich guy.

And if you cannot get along with him,

then you are a real dick.

OK, it's Mike.

Yeah, he's-- he's up to something.

Hmm.

You know, he's lying and sneaking around.

And I'm pretty sure the new deputy he made me hire

is a murderer.

Don't trust anyone.

You can never truly know how another man feels--

a woman, bird.

You could wake up every morning next to Sheriff Mike.

He could tell you he loves you, and you

will never know if he does.

He could caress your face, and you could hand-feed sunflower

seeds into his delicate little mouth

while he says he wants to spend the rest

of his life with you, but it could all be a lie.

I want to spend the rest of my life with you.

That could be a lie.

Thank you for that image.

You only have yourself in this world and no one else.

You owe me $100.

Oh, I see.

You're saying I'm giving Mike the power in the relationship.

I need to find out what's going on, take my power back.

I didn't say any of that.

You know, you have a strange method,

but I'm starting to get it.

You say the wrong thing for me to learn the right thing.

- Wrong. - Right.

Great session.

Turn off the light!

Son of a bitch.

Harry, God damn it!

That's it. I'm pulling the plug.

Not something you want to hear in a doctor's office.

Hi.

Mary Ellen.

I know.

I wanted to say sorry for how I was.

I wasn't in the best place.

There was some things going on.

It doesn't matter.

Want to know about your family, your history?

Maybe we grab some food and talk?

Um.

Sir, we have a problem.

I did that trick you taught me about putting

a hair on my lunch bag in the refrigerator

to see if anyone's touched it, but with our murder

investigation board, and they did.

Are you saying you've been putting

your hair in the refrigerator?

It was your technique.

You said you put your hair on your--

I said I put my hair on my lunch.

I didn't say put your hair on your lunch.

That's unsanitary.

And did you hear the part I said about our murder board?

I hear everything, deputy.

I'm like a fennec fox.

Look it up.

It's cute as hell.

Well, I'd say the fact that he's been asking questions

about our movements tells me that our likely spy

is the mayor.

Plus the fact that he's spying on us right now.

No, it's fine.

He don't have nothing.

If he asks, we'll just say that board's part

of a game we're playing, a murder mystery

called the "Alien Trackers Van."

Yeah, part of the "Sheriff Mike's Murder

Mystery Game" series, right?

And the next one is "Sheriff Mike and the Secret

of the Old Sawmill."

OK.

But on the other thing, you said

you'd found another chemist we can talk to about the formula

from Robert's notebook.

You said we.

Are you back on this thing with me?

Yes, sir.

I don't want to let being afraid stop

me from doing what's right.

If I can put my nana in the hospital, I can do anything.

Mm.

How's she doing?

I haven't asked.

Anyway, I have kind of a crazy plan to catch Joseph.

Yeah, well, whatever it is, with the mayor

watching us all the time, it's gonna be a lot harder.

Be a little harder.

Liza?

Hello, Dad.

Hey.

Um, now is not a very good time for a visit.

Maybe you can come back when it's warmer outside

and we can throw a ball.

So you want to send me away again?

No, I did not send you away the first time.

I put you on a nice bus.

I even gave you my last apple.

You couldn't wait to get rid of me.

Ah!

Liza, you are being very naughty.

If you do not stop throwing knives at Daddy,

I will limit your screen time.

It was freezing there.

You didn't even pack me a sweater.

Ah!

There's something different about you.

Ah!

Bridget.

My baby, it's you.

Hey-hey-hey-hey-hey!

I like your new skin.

Augh!

Well, you broke my nose.

- Ah! - Ooh!

Bridget! Oh!

So strong now.

My big, strong baby.

And you've learned to recreate Liza's clothing.

Daddy is so proud.

You're the worst father ever, and I hate you.

Oh, you want me dead?

OK.

No, not yet.

I have something else planned for you first,