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Previously, on "Roswell New Mexico"...
The Dictator, he had abilities no one had ever seen.
The flames couldn't touch him.
I'm the Dictator's son.
Every time I have a vision,
I see a little bit more.
Your brain is calling. It says, "Stop hurting me."
Someone could die, Kyle.
Yeah. You.
I know so little about my own story.
The parts that I thought
I understood are... unraveling.
I'm a clone. I need answers.
- What are you keeping from us? - I'm dying.
I thought if I could just cowboy my way
into my final sunset
that I wouldn't have to face the hard part.
All my samples were destroyed in a lab fire,
so there's nothing left back there for me.
Nothing is lost forever.
They made booze from extinct bacteria.
You're a genius.
Liz?
Max.
"The Night We Met" by Lord Huron playing...
Uh, you're back in Roswell.
Uh, couldn't find a...
decent milkshake in L.A.
Uh, I'm-I'm just here for the weekend.
Did you get to see the ocean?
Been meaning to go back. It's just, um...
I've been busy, so...
H-How's the novel?
I haven't been able to find the inspiration to finish it.
And your heart?
Still ticking.
I should go.
Yeah. No, of course.
It's good to see you, Liz Ortecho.
Good to see you, too, Max Evans.
"Who Will Save Your Soul" by Jewel playing...
*ROSEWELL NEW MEXICO* Season 03 Episode 03
Episode Title: "Black Hole Sun" Aired on: August 09, 2021.
Okay, these are not my best, but what do you expect
when your annoying little sister
calls in the middle of the night?
Mm, it was a spur-of-the-moment thing.
I had this idea that might help
stop Maria's mind from degrading.
Did you know that bacteria...
- Uh-uh. - I'm not done with the talking stick.
Is this really about Maria, or are you here because, uh...?
Max and I are done.
You know that.
I actually saw him outside the diner last night.
- And? - And...
I remembered how he shattered my heart
when he burned down my lab.
Hmm.
Okay, let's talk about you.
Have you met any new friends lately?
Come on.
You have spent so much time with Papi,
you just made his pancake recipe while barely awake.
You don't get to eat my pancakes
and give me a "you need to be more outgoing" lecture. Mm-mm.
You've just worked so hard to rebuild your life.
I want you to actually get to live it.
Yeah, and you don't want to talk about Deputy Vanilla.
Come on.
Is that door really closed?
If my crazy science works,
then I am never gonna have to worry
about Max or his stupid miracle DNA ever again.
Okay.
Firefighters are still struggling
to contain the wildfires in Lincoln National Forest.
Dozens of fires are currently devastating hundreds of acres
of New Mexico forestland...
...despite firefighters working
throughout the night to combat the flames.
While some fires are close to complete containment,
other fires are still largely uncontrolled.
How else am I like him?
Well, abilities are passed down genetically,
but they aren't predictable.
You should be careful, son. You might break your cage.
I could kill you right now.
Take your heart and save Max.
Well, then you'd be just like your dad.
Those little stones are very precious.
- Your mother was mining them. - Don't...
...talk about my mother.
You're still here?
Yeah. I, uh, seem to have lost track of time
going through the old files.
You should take a break.
Get some fresh air.
- Look at the sky. - I'm sorry,
I was under the impression you wanted me to do my job.
Did you look at how your predecessor did her job?
Yeah. And all she did was leave
a 500-page report on weather patterns.
She studied them for a decade.
You really think 12 hours is enough time
to find something in there?
But if you're lucky, you might find
something in here.
Okay, look, I, uh...
I didn't sign up for The Men Who Stare at Goats, so...
Deep Sky was established to explore
the untapped potential that lies within us all.
And the universe itself.
Our goal is to ask the questions
that no one else has ever bothered to.
Why'd you hire me, then?
We think you have the potential to do
what your predecessors never could:
gaze into the abyss until the abyss gazes back.
And then what?
Ask the abyss what the machine does?
Alex,
your father only understood the world in absolutes.
You two
were never headed in the same direction.
You knew him.
I knew he wanted answers.
And since... the extent of what we know about the machine
is that it turns on every 47 days,
that can mean only one thing:
our approach is flawed.
So if you want a chance at solving this mystery,
you need to start by asking the right questions.
- Which are what, exactly? - If I asked them,
they wouldn't be your questions, now, would they?
God, ever since those fires started
in Lincoln National Forest, I can barely breathe.
Turns out I'm allergic to smoke.
So thanks, Apocalypse.
Well, I would say "bless you," but...
I'm more worried about the poor souls
who got buried at Forever Drab.
Oh, I'm sorry my visions aren't more Instagrammable.
Hey, I, uh, I got your message.
It said you had another vision.
Yeah, I wanted us all together.
Alex and Michael aren't responding,
and Kyle is, um...
with Liz.
Yeah, I ran into her last night.
What?
- Why wouldn't you tell me that? - That's...
'Cause I am too busy trying to solve this puzzle
to save us all, so...
Tell me there's something new.
I wasn't sure until we got here, but now that I've seen it,
I'm... I'm certain.
This is where the funeral takes place.
Okay.
Well, in that case, who do we know
that would have a funeral here?
Someone who wouldn't be caught dead in a church.
Who died?
I'm sorry, can we just talk about this
before we issue a death sentence?
No one is gonna die, Isobel.
We... are gonna stop it.
Yeah.
We know that Alex is covering up the murder,
which implies that it's alien-related, right?
Which could mean that you tried to heal the victim
and left one of your infamous handprints.
Or the victim is an alien.
Or an alien committed the crime.
Let's just stick to the evidence here.
Mom and Dad would have
their funerals at a church, right?
What about the Ortechos?
Ortechos are muy Católicos.
So that just... leaves Michael.
Well...
what do I win?
Cash prize...
...or is it just an untimely death?
Sit down, Guerin.
All right? I lost a lot of brain cells over this one.
You're gonna let me finish. Now, listen.
- Mm-hmm. - During the vision,
I saw sunflowers, and they were placed
across a casket.
That's because Sanders and I are growing those
for the Garden Festival this year.
Well, I also heard a song.
It was like...
It's called "Canción Mixteca."
- How do you know that? - Aside from it playing at my funeral?
Sanders hums it all the time.
He learned it when he was a kid, helping out in the pecan fields.
Is there anything else
that can get us closer to a suspect?
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