03x16 - Crash

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Title: "Crash"
Episode: 16
59th Episode of Roswell
Season: 3
Production Code: 3ADA16
Written by: David Simkins
Directed by: Patrick Norris
Original Air Date: April 30, 2002

Previously on Roswell.

In a warehouse with the FBI.

Jesse: I won't lie to you. I'm not the biggest fan of my brother in law. But Max is just a kid.

Agent Burnes: He isn't from this world. He's an alien pretending

to be a normal teenage kid.

Later Isabel rushes in to find Jesse has sh*t Agent Burnes.

Isabel: Oh gosh.

Later at their apartment.

Isabel: Jesse we can leave Roswell and never come back.

Jesse: There's nowhere to go. I'm part of this for good now.

Max and his Dad fishing.

Max: I saw the board in your office. I know what you are doing.

It isn't right to spy on your own son.

Mr.Evans: I'm not spying. I'm trying to figure out what is going on.

Michael and Maria in the car together.

Maria: Michael what is on your chest?

Michael: You never shut up now get out.

Maria: Michael.

Michael: Get out!

At Isabel's apartment.

Michael: You d*ed. I'm king. It's your turn to get into line.

Max: No.

Michael: Ok, then.

The fight scene and Max taking back the seal.

At the Crashdown.

Max, Liz and Kyle sitting at a booth.

Liz playing footsie under the table with Max.

Liz: Um, did you know there is a full college scholarshipping

Offered to potential podiatry practitioners.

Max: Really?

Liz: Have to keep my business south of the equator though.

Max: (he clears his throat) couldn't you come a little farther north.

She moves her foot a little father north and Max jumps.

Kyle gives her a look.

Michael walks in the Crashdown carrying a bunch of boxes and everyone stops what they are doing.

Maria shakes her head.

Michael: What?

Maria: What?

Michael: Whatever.

He walks past her and puts the boxes away.

Liz: No.

Max: What?

Liz: Still no apologies from Michael.

Max: Ahh.

Kyle: Hey you know that ah, that king thing tattoo in Michael's chest?

Liz: That's gone, Max is king now.

Kyle: I know, I know, but what I was gonna say is maybe Michael could get like I'm eternally sorry

Tattooed there instead and just flash it every half an hour regardless. Saves time, cuts stress.

Liz laughs.

Kyle: Do we know the foepa?

Maria: Yup, he ah, threatened my life and then shoved me out of a moving vehicle and just left me

In the middle of no where in the middle of the night.

Michael: (from in the back) The car was stopped and I never threatened to k*ll you. (He busts

Through the back door)

Maria: After you suggested it would be better off if I was dead and Jesse and everybody else who knows about your little secret.

Michael: It was a suggestion. (They all look perplexed) Why am I always apologizing to you guys

About who I am?

Maria: That wasn't you, Michael.

Michael: Yes it is me. Max was dead. I was king. I did what I had to do.

Maria: Fine.

Michael: I'm not sorry about it either.

Maria: FINE!

Michael: No I'm not sorry.

Maria: Fine.

He walks away and smashes the Crashdown door by slamming it so hard.

Later Michael is on his own in the desert and as he tries to start his bike back up he

Witnesses a crash.

He knows there is something peculiar about it because it affected his bike.

He comes up on a downed aircraft and tries to find the pilot. But all he finds is his helmet.

The name on the helmet was Griffin.

Michael: Griffin you ok? Hey. Anybody?

As he gets back on his bike the Calvary comes (helicopters, jeeps etc) so he gets out of there.

On the news.

Reporter: Here we go again. That's the attitude of most local residents to the news that another

UFO has supposedly crashed outside of Roswell. All local merchants are hoping that this latest

Close encounter will simulate Roswell's dwindling tourist business. Local officials are down

Playing the entire incident as of right now…

Max and Mr.Parker come in carrying boxes.

Mr.Parker: Anything yet?

Liz: They're down playing it.

Mr.Parker: Even better, make it look like a cover up. Hey Max thanks for helping. Would you

Mind remarking those prices.

Max: Uh, sure. What do you want them to be?

Mr.Parker: Double everything.

Liz: I can do it dad.

Mr.Parker: No. You two have to be here to handle the rush.

Maria looks at him like he just grew two heads.

Maria: The rush?

Mr.Parker: Yeah. Oh. You're too young to remember. Back in 1986 there was another unexplained

Incident outside of town. This place went wild. Oh Max there's a box of neckties, the alien neckties

In the back room near the, mustard containers. You mind?

Max: No problem.

Liz: Um, I don't think they're there any more.

In the background.

Reporter: We're gonna get ready to start our news conference. From what I'm told Major Pete

Carlston from the United States Air Force will be conducting the briefing this morning. Although...

Mr.Parker: Unexplained. All he's gotta say is it's unexplained. Unexplained incident.

Unexplained encounter. Call it unexplained and those UFO Freaks are gonna be flooding in this

Town. We'll be swimmin in cash.

Back in the back, Liz finds the ties and hands them to Max.

Liz: Here we are. (Max pulls one out) You ok?

Max: I'm fine, why?

Liz: Well a ship from outerspace just crashed in the desert and you don't have a problem with it.

Max: Odds are it's probably nothing.

Liz: You're not even curious? Oh you are?

Max: I have more important concerns.

Liz: Really?

Mr.Parker: (from the front) Liz! Would you give me a hand out here?

Liz: Coming.

She walks away and Michael comes in from the back door.

Michael: Hey.

Max: Where have you been?

Michael: Investigating a potential thr*at to our existence.

Max: You were in the desert?

Michael: All night. Eh, you couldn't see much they got perimeters around the perimeters out there.

Max: Leave it alone.

Michael: L...Max are you nuts? I saw it. It k*lled the engine on my bike, it went right

Over my head.

Max: What'd it look like?

Michael: Like a really great sci-fi special effect. Only real.

Max: It was probably an air force jet.

Michael: How do you know.

Max: Words out. Unofficially.

Michael: Yeah Max, I could tell you an air force jet was involved but the question is in what?

Max: We're too exposed right now. Especially with Jesse.

Michael: At least he came through.

Max: He k*lled a federal agent. And right now the last thing we need is some bonifide alien from

Another world who's looking for trouble.

Michael: You scared I might find something?

Max: I'm terrified they'll find you.

Michael: Then I'll handle it.

He leaves and Max looks worried.

Back in the Crashdown.

Mr.Parker: Come on, Unexplained, Unexplained baby. One little word. I'd even take Unknown.

Say it. Say it!

On the TV the federal agents walk up to the podium.

Reporter: Major Carlston! Was it a UFO last night! Tell me was it a UFO?

Major Carlston: A test flight. (Isabel picks up the phone)

Reporter: We're not going to get many words from him right now. Stepping up to the podium

Right now, IS Major Carlston who is expected to confirm what most people in Roswell have already

Heard through the grapevine. That the UFO seen last night was an Air Force jet on a cross country

Test flight, apparently experiencing...(Isabel getting impatient with the phone ringing but no answer)

Isabel: Thank you.

Jesse's cell: You've reached the cell phone of Jesse Remerez. Please leave a message at the tone and

I'll call you back as soon as I can.

Isabel hangs up and shakes her head just as someone knocks on the door.

Isabel: Hello (she holds up the phone and then realizes that it was the door) Who is it?

Mrs.Evans: It's mom.

Isabel opens the door not looking very happy about the fact that her mom is there.

Isabel: Hi. Mama. How are ya?

Mrs.Evans: Surprise. I have a plan. Since the men we live with are in Delaware on business I

Thought we should spend some money on clothes. Isabel, what happened to all the furniture?

Isabel: Nothing I just you know felt like it was time for a change.

Mrs.Evans: You can afford to replace all of the furniture in your apartment?

Isabel: We'll manage.

Mrs.Evans: Honey are you ok?

Isabel: Yeah, I'm fine.

Mrs.Evans: I, uh, I talked to your dad this morning and he felt that Jesse was acting a bit differently.

(Isabel nods) Did you two have a fight?

Isabel: No, mom. We're fine. (Mrs. Evans nods) I swear.

Mrs.Evans: Ok. If you need to talk about anything.

Isabel: There's nothing to talk about. Besides if there were it would be one of two things. (She walks over to get her coat) Sex or Money. One of which is great.

Mrs. Evans: (she laughs) Ok. Then.

Isabel: And the other is a budget I'm about to ignore. Let's go buy me some shoes.

Mrs.Evans: Let's go.

They leave.

Back to the interview on the TV at the Crashdown.

Major Carlston: Contrary to some reports this was not, repeat not, a UFO or an unexplained incident.

(Mr.Evans and Liz blowing up alien balloons suddenly look up) According to twelve minutes past midnight…

Mr.Evans: Uh. I think it's time for a going out of business sale.

Liz: I'm sorry dad. (She hugs him) Sorry.

Major Carlston: Crashed nineteen miles northwest of Roswell New Mexico. The jet was based at

Edwards air force base (Michael walks up) in California and was engaged in a cross-country test

Flight in night conditions. There were no weapons on board. The name of the pilot was Colonel

Theodore Griffith. He is the one and only casualty in this unfortunate accident. That's all I'm

Prepared to say at this time. However, air force cadet, Connie Griffin, Colonel Griffin's daughter

Would like to say a few words. (She walks up to the podium)

Connie: Good Morning. I know a lot of people here in Roswell were hoping for some sort of

Extra-terrestrial explanation to last night's incident. But we know what happened. We know the

Truth. It's important to me that you know, he d*ed doing what he loved. And you should know my

Father stayed with his plane until the end. He made sure it went down someplace safe. To protect

Your homes and your lives. He was a good man.

Michael: Excuse me are you saying he didn't eject?

Connie: No, he didn't have the chance to eject.

Major Carlston: That's all we have time for now, if we get any more information we'll let you know.

Michael looks over at a man staring at him.

The air force people walk away and Michael leaves with the strange man staring after him.

At the Pineview lodge where Connie Griffith is staying…

As she is pouring herself a drink someone knocks at the door…

Michael walks in the room as she takes a drink.

Michael: You might want to keep your head clear.

Connie: Who the hell are you?

Michael: I believe your father's alive. (He holds up the helmet) He made it out of that plane.

He hands the helmet to her.

Connie: Where did you get this?

Michael: In the desert about a half a mile from the crash site. Next to his ejection seat. But he

Wasn't there.

Connie: What kind of sick Bastard are you huh? Really where did you get this some army navy

Surplus? Did you buy some rub on letters right after the news conference?

Michael: There's something in the lining you might want to take a look at.

She looks in the helmet and finds a picture of her and her dad.

As she starts to cry and Michael walk over to her and puts his hand on her shoulder.

Michael: Hey. It's ok. (Suddenly she elbows him in the stomach and punches him in the face)

Connie: Who are you?

Michael: I just wanna know why they lied?

Connie: It doesn't matter.

Michael: What?

Connie: Whatever is going on they must be doing it to protect national security. That's what they

Do.

Michael: They lied to you.

Connie: Whatever I'm told they tell me for a reason.

Michael: You're father could still be alive.

Connie: Carlston wouldn't lie about that.

Michael: How do you know? How do you know that?

Connie: Get out! Before I have you arrested for looting the scene of a m*llitary investigation. That's

A federal offense buddy. You could go away for a long time.

Michael just shakes his head and leaves.

She picks up the helmet again and cries.

In Delaware.

Jesse: The battery's dead.

Mr.Evans: Your cigar.

Mr.Evans lights Jesse's cigar for him.

Jesse: Thanks.

Mr.Evans: Good work today. You missing home.

Jesse: Hmm?

Mr.Evans: Isabel?

Jesse: What about her?

Mr.Evans: Are you missing her?

Jesse: Yeah. Sure.

Back at the Remerez apartment.

Isabel and Mrs.Evans just get back from their shopping spree.

They walk in laughing.

Mrs.Evans: Oh, my goodness. Have you ever seen discounts like that? I mean, you'd think

The whole town was having a, a fire sale. (She drops down on the couch)

Isabel: Yeah.

Mrs.Evans: How's Max, Isabel?

Isabel: Um, Max uh, um, he's fine I- I think he's studying for finals right now.

Mrs.Evans: Hmm. Does um, does he know what he's gonna do when he graduates?

Back at the hotel.

Mr.Evans: Forget I'm your father in law for a second.

Jesse: (he laughs) That's impossible.

Mr.Evans: Try. You trying?

Jesse: Yes, dad.

Mr.Evans: Try harder.

Jesse: What do you wanna know?

Back to the apartment.

Mrs.Evans: (she looks at Isabel's wedding picture on the table) Hmm. Nothing worse than being

Alone in a house without the one you love is there?

Back at the hotel.

Mr.Evans: I want to know if everything's ok?

Jesse: Everything's uh, a little more difficult than I expected.

Mr.Evans: What were you expecting?

Jesse: Less difficulty.

Mr.Evans nods and laughs

Back at the apartment.

Isabel: It's ok. He won't be gone forever.

Mrs.Evans: Oh, I-it drives me crazy. I mean, I hate being alone in the house when your dad is

Gone. The silence is deafening.

Back at the hotel.

Jesse: (laughs) Look, I'm glad you're concerned really. But at the moment I think I should just keep

This between me and Isabel. (He nods) I mean, I know you're her father…

Mr.Evans: At the moment I'm your friend. I'm serious about this Jesse. I want you to know that you

Can come to me with anything you want to discuss. Even if it's about your wife. I've known her

Slightly longer than you. So. Door's open that's all I'm saying.

Jesse: Thanks. (Mr.Evans nods and they go back to smoking their cigars)

Back at the apartment.

Mrs.Evans: I could sure use some company.

Isabel: Um…

Mrs.Evans: I could make double fudge brownies.

Isabel: Not fair…

Mrs.Evans: I am an evil manipulative woman. Just ask your dad.

Isabel: (laughs)

Mrs.Evans: What do you say?

Isabel: Sounds great.

Mrs.Evans: Great.

At a junkyard, in private meeting.

Major Carlston: What's this about Cadet Griffin?

Connie: Thank you for meeting me here sir, I just didn't feel comfortable coming onto the base with

This.

Major Carlston: With what?

She reaches into her car and shows him the helmet.

Major Carlston: Where'd you get this?

Connie: Through a friendly sir. Sir, is my father alive?

Major Carlston: Has your father been depressed lately? Acting different? Has he said anything that

Would indicate that…

Connie: You think he k*lled himself?

Major Carlston: We can't find him? We have reason to believe he may have gone over. With information

Relating to the Raptor.

Connie: No.

Major Carlston: We have searched everywhere within a ten mile radius. If he contacts you. I need

To know about it.

Connie: My father is not a traitor sir.

Major Carlston: I hope you're right. There's nothing else you can do here. Go back to Colerado,

I will contact you if I hear anything.

Connie: Yes sir.

He takes the helmet from her and she gets into her car and drives away.

The mysterious man comes out from in between two trailers and walks over to Major Carlston.

Mysteryman: That was quite a yarn.

Major Carlston: Find the friendly that gave her the helmet. I'll meet with you later.

Mysteryman: Sure. Maybe we can split a malt or something?

Later that night.

Connie is driving home from the meeting when suddenly a 4x4 shows up in her rearview mirror

Blaring his highbeams in her eyes. Then he hits her from the rear.

Connie: Wha?

Suddenly he veers around her and knocks her off the embankment. It's the mysteryman. He

Gets out of the 4x4 and walks to where she is turned upside down in her car.

Connie: Help me please. Somebody please help me.

He looks in and sees her trapped and hurt.

Connie: Help. Help me.

Mysteryman: Hey. (She looks at him) It's a beautiful night. Just try and relax. Enjoy the desert

Air. (He walks away and sets a b*mb on the car)

Connie: Help. Help me.

Then he runs back to the car and drives away.

Connie: (crying) Somebody please help me. Help. Help me please.

As he pulls away Michael drives up on his motorcycle.

Connie: Help. Help me please.

Michael: Cover your face.

She does as he asks and he uses his powers to get the door off.

He reaches in and pulls her out.

Connie: How did you do that?

Michael: Do what?

Connie: The door? How did you, you?

Michael: The crash loosened the hinges. Come on.

Connie: What?

Michael: Come on just I think we should get going…

They hurry back to Michael's bike.

Connie: Wait a minute how did you know that I was…

Michael: I told you, you're being lied to I had a feeling that they would try something once you turned that helmet in to the Major with the attitude.

She stops.

Connie: You followed me! Who the hell do you think you are!

Suddenly the car blows up and they shield their faces from the blast.

Michael: Any more questions?

He walks away and gets on his bike. She stares after him, looks back at the car and decides to follow him.

Back at the Crashdown.

Liz: Stop it.

Max: What?

Liz: Pretending.

Max: What am I pretending?

Liz: That you don't know any of this.

Max: It's all a mystery to me. (He smiles)

Liz: Well me too.

Michael walks in with Connie in tow.

Michael: Hey. This is Connie. Her father is the pilot of that crashed jet. Air force says he's a

Traitor on the run but Connie doesn't buy it. Neither do I. They tried to k*ll her.

Connie: Michael says you can help me.

Max: Do what?

Connie: Find my father?

Max: Can I talk to you a second?

He and Michael walk away from Connie.

Max: What's going on?

Michael: That's what we gotta try to figure out.

Max: What I'm trying to figure out Michael is you? I don't even know what to say?

Michael: That's why you gotta trust your second in command to know what's right.

Max: What's right, or what's next. JFK was k*lled by aliens? What's happening to you?

Michael: Me? What's happening to you? We got a major situation here and you don't

Seem to care.

Max: Which situation would that be, her or you.

He walks back into the Crashdown.

Maria hands two Milkshakes to the Major and the Assassin.

Assassin: Major? Could I have a penne pasta with chicken sun dried tomatoes in a marinera

Sauce please.

Maria: Ah, no. We only have spaghetti.

Assassin: That's not what I want.

Maria: What you want is the Olive Garden.

Major: He'll have a hamburger. Just bring him a hamburger.

Maria nods and walks away.

Assassin: I don't eat red meat.

Major: Did you do it?

Assassin: (sipping on his milkshake, he nods)

Major: Did you find anything in her hotel room?

Assassin: No.

Major: What about the helmet? Who gave it to her?

Assassin: Kid named Michael Guerin. Id him off a local news tape.

Major: Are you sure it's him?

Assassin: I will be after I break a few of his fingers. This is a great milkshake.

Maria looks over at him.

Maria: Sun dried tomatoes.

Michael grabs her from inside the back room and pulls her in.

Michael: We need to talk.

Maria: Ow. You should be slapped. (She hits him, then looks over at Connie) Who's this?

Connie: Connie Griffin.

Maria: Oh you're the pilot's daughter right?

Michael: Yeah she's in trouble.

Connie: My father's missing.

Maria: Missing? Isn't he…the news has been saying that…

Michael: No. He's not dead.

Max: Michael says the man with the air force guy is the k*ller.

Michael: Yeah he ran her car off the road and tried to blow it up because she has proof that the air force is

Lying to the public about her father. Come on guys the air force is hiding something. Maybe a crashed

UFO.

They all look at each other.

Max: What do you propose?

Liz looks out the window on the Crashdown's door.

Liz: They're leaving.

They all go watch the Major and the Assassin leave.

Michael: I say we hook the small fish to hook the big fish.

Max: Do you really think there's a ship mixed up in this?

Michael: I'm not sure but I'm not sure it's important anymore either.

Max: So what is?

Michael: Doing the right thing.

Max: Was there a collision?

Michael: What between me and her?

Max: Between her father's ship and the UFO.

Michael: Maybe. I don't know. You gotta help me.

Max: We force the little fish to talk and we're at risk. (They watch them from the Crashdown window)

We might have to k*ll him. (he looks at Michael)

Michael looks at the alien masks on sale at the Crashdown.

Michael: I've got a better idea.

At the Air Force base.

Major Carlston walks into a secured room and takes the sack off a man tied to a gurney.

Griffin: Pete?

Carlston: Ted.

Griffin: So what now? No more questions.

Carlston: No more questions.

Griffin: Well I got one for you? Who was flying that thing?

Carlston: Soon as we figure out how to get the cockpit open we'll have an answer to that question.

But I'm afraid you won't.

Griffin: Because I'll be dead.

Carlston: Actually you already are.

Griffin: I never ejected.

Carlson: (he shakes his head) No.

Griffin: What does Connie think?

Carlston: What the rest of the media fed world thinks that you brought a malfunctioning billion

Dollar jet down into an unpopulated area to save lives.

Griffin: And the guards outside my door?

Carlston: They think you're a saboteur and spy. And they'd like to see you sh*t.

Griffin: And here I am just a guy that ran into a UFO.

Carlston: Well we've got, protocol in these kinds of situations.

Griffin: Protocol?

Carlston: I'm sorry Ted. (he puts the sack back over his head and leaves)

At the Evans'

Mrs.Evans: So it's a nice restaurant?

Isabel: Yeah.

Mrs.Evans: Jesse likes it?

Isabel: Yes.

Mrs.Evans: But you like it more.

Isabel: We like it exactly the same.

Mrs.Evans: (she laughs) Uh, you know, what does he hate?

Isabel: What?

Mrs.Evans: Well I mean you know honey you're father he hates uh, health food and French movies.

What does Jesse hate?

Isabel: I don't know.

Mrs.Evans: You don't know?

Isabel: He doesn't hate anything. Mom where is, where is this going?

Mrs.Evans: Honey, I'm, I'm just trying to make a little conversation. You know I, I miss talking

To you. ‘Bout things that matter. We used to do that. Talk.

Isabel: Mom.

Mrs.Evans: What?

Isabel: I just want to thank you.

Mrs.Evans: For what?

Isabel: For letting me be who I am. For accepting Jesse and me.

Mrs.Evans: Honey you don't have to thank me for that. It's not a chore. You're my daughter. I

Should thank you for having all the patience you've had with me. (Isabel laughs) So? How about

Blueberry pancakes?

Isabel: Now?

Mrs.Evans: No, No. In the morning. I mean, your room is still there.

Isabel: Oh, I-I should probably get back home. I mean, Jesse might call and…

Mrs.Evans: You have your cellphone don't you?

Isabel: Yeah, but… I do kinda miss my old bed.

Mrs.Evans: Great.

The Assassin walks into Michael's pad with a flashlight, obviously looking for something.

Suddenly the door opens and when he looks back there is nobody there. He turns around and there

Are two aliens (Michael and Max) standing there. He tries to sh**t them but they throw his g*n to

The wall with their powers.

Back at the Evans.

Mrs.Evans is on the phone with Mr.Evans.

Mr.Evans: She didn't leave did she? You got her to stay?

Mrs.Evans: She's here. She's asleep. I-I just don't feel right about this Phillip.

Mr.Evans: We're not doing anything they didn't do.

Mrs.Evans: Well what have they done? I mean, if you know something specific or you have some

Proof will you just tell me?

Mr.Evans: They are not who they say they are.

Mrs.Evans: Is that what Jesse's telling you?

Mr.Evans: No. Jesse's not talking.

Mrs.Evans: Well maybe that's because there is nothing to say.

Mr.Evans: NA. He's hiding something. He's not the same man that married our daughter. He's

Changed and I think what changed him was knowledge.

Mrs.Evans: Of what?

Mr.Evans: That's what we're going to find out. Did you do what I told you?

Mrs.Evans: Yes.

Mr.Evans: Honey. They left us with no choice. They forced us to do this.

Mrs.Evans: I know. I know.

Back at Michael's.

The Assassin is bound by an invisible force to the chair.

Assassin: Oh my gosh. What do you want? What do you want!

Alien: Where is Colonel Griffin? Where is Colonel Griffin?

Assassin: I-I I don't know who that is? Look what is this?

The other alien uses his powers to spin the chair at incredible speeds.

Max and Michael turn around take off their masks and take another breath of Helium.

Then Max stops him from spinning.

Max: Where is our ship? (He pulls up his hand) Prepare the probe.

Assassin: Wait. Uh, wait, wait. I-I-I…I swear I-I don't know anything.

Max: Where is Colonel Griffin, where is our ship? We will get answers.

Max spins him again.

Back at the Crashdown.

Max comes down the stairs dressed as a m*llitary officer.

Michael: They're gonna k*ll him.

Connie: What?

Michael: He saw something and they need to get rid of him. Clean team is on it's way to pick him

Up and take him to the desert.

Max: We're getting there first.

Connie: Where'd you get those clothes?

Michael: We got a plan.

Connie: You've got a plan? No,no,no,no. We're talking about my dad here. I'm not just gonna

let some highschoolers

Maria: Hey. We've had practice Ok.

Connie: Who are you people?

Michael: We're the good guys. Maxwell we gotta go.

Max: (to Liz) Hey. You know when to meet us?

Liz: In two hours.

Max: All right. Connie we'll get him back. I promise.

Max goes to leave and Liz grabs him.

Liz: Hey. Be careful. If there really is a spaceship don't get on it.

Max: Not a chance in hell.

Max puts on his hat and Michael goes to say goodbye to Maria.

Michael: By the way, I'm sorry for ever suggesting that you'd be better off dead.

Maria: Go. Do a good thing.

They leave with the girls looking on.

Connie: They're gonna need ID's to get on the base.

Maria and Liz just look at each other.

At the base.

The guard comes over to the van.

The assassin shows him his ID and they drive on.

Michael (as the assassin): It's up here on the right.

Max: Got it. Go check out the ship. If there is one.

Michael: And if there's occupants.

Max: We'll deal with that later. I got this.

Michael: Ok.

Michael walks off and Max stops outside of the guarded room.

Max: I'm here for him.

Guard: And who are you?

Max: None of your damn business soldier eyes front! Don't look at me! Open the door.

They open the door and Max brings the gurney into the room.

Max: Close it. (Max pulls the sack off Colonel Griffin's face) Colonel Griffin? Connie sent us.

Max lifts up the bottom of the sheet on the gurney and the assassin is lying there tied up and his

Mouth taped.

In the meantime, Michael as the assassin is checking out the secured area.

He sees a whole bunch of suited scientists gathered in a lower deck.

He walks through a door with a sign saying BIO HAZARD ENTRY PROHIBITED, and walks

Down to the lower level. Here he sees tables full of debris. He finds something that looks like it might

Be an alien artifact so he takes it.

Back in Giffin's cell the guard is looking in and is getting antsy.

Max glares at him.

Back at the Crashdown.

The three girls are sitting around waiting.

Liz: It will be ok.

Connie: Should have gone with them.

Maria: Would have been stopped.

Connie: They could die.

Liz: They've had practice.

Connie: Dying.

Liz: No. I mean things like this.

Connie: Do things like this happen a lot around here?

Maria and Liz just look at each other.

Connie: Why don't you leave?

Maria: We've tried.

Liz: No place like home.

Connie: If they get him out.

Liz: They will.

Connie: We won't be able to go home. They'll come after us. Let em.

Back at the base.

Max: Is there a ship?

Michael (as the assassin): There's a ship.

Max: Damn it.

Michael: Don't you hate it when I'm right?

Max: Usually but to be clear I don't hate you.

Michael: I know that. Where's Griffin?

Max: The guard gave me some trouble. We gotta go.

Intercom: Major Carlston. Code Eight.

Major: (picks up the phone) Major Carlston.

Down in the secured area.

Scientist: It was right here.

Major: Give me your sidearm. We've got a breach.

He takes off up to the upper level.

By that time Max and Michael are in the van on route.

He goes up to Griffin's cell and sh**t him.

When Max and Michael clear the gate, Michael uses his powers to change his face back to

One of the masks they were using to scare the assassin. He takes it off.

Michael: This is where I'd step on it.

The Major takes off the sack and finds that he has just sh*t the assassin.

Later, Michael hands a cloth to Colonel Griffin.

Griffin: Thanks.

Michael: Not a problem.

Griffin: Now, who are you?

Michael: The Calvary. Your daughter's waiting for you. She knows everything.

Griffin: Everything?

Michael: Enough to know that your lives are going to be very different.

Griffin: I guess that means we'll be running?

Michael: I guess so. You might want to keep the UFO thing to yourself.

Griffin: How do you know about that?

Michael: We got our ways.

They pull up to Max's blue car and they are waiting for them.

Connie: Dad. (She hugs him)

Griffin: Connie. Oh.

Max puts his hand on the van and uses his powers to change the color.

Michael: I think you guys better get going.

Griffin: Yeah, they're going to be looking for silver…

He looks over at the van and it is no longer silver it's white.

Griffin: Uh wasn't that van…?

Connie: How did you do that?

Max: Like the man said, we've got ways.

Connie: (looks at Michael) thank you.

She hugs him.

Griffin: Let's go.

Griffin goes to leave.

Liz: That was different. Saving someone else's bacon for a change.

Max: (Smiles) Yeah. Feels good.

Griffin drives off.

Michael: (holds up the artifact) there's a ship.

Liz: Wonderful and is there an alien pilot?

Max: Don't know.

Maria: Don't you want to find out?

Michael: For now, we should stay as far away as possible from that base.

Max: Fine with me. Let's go home.

He hugs Liz to him.

Max: We'll do this another day.

Maria walks over to Michael and punches him playfully in the arm.

Then they get in the car and drive off.

Back at Evans'.

Mrs. Evans is making blueberry pancakes.

Mrs.Evans: Isabel! Honey breakfast is almost ready.

Isabel: (on her cell) Hello?

Jesse: Did I wake you up?

Isabel: No I'm up. How are you? Jesse?

Jesse: Your father's asking questions.

Isabel: What do you mean?

Jesse: I mean he's on to you. He knows I'm covering something up. He knows it's something bad.

Isabel: How can he know that?

Jesse: Because he's not stupid, Isabel.

Isabel: What did you tell him?

Jesse: I didn't tell him anything.

Isabel: (sighs) When are you coming home?

Jesse: We'll be back tonight. Where are you?

Isabel: At my mom's.

Jesse: She giving you the third degree?

Isabel: Yes.

Jesse: It's just a matter of time. They're working on this together now.

Isabel: Damn it. Damn it!

Jesse: It's just a matter of time.

Isabel: I have to go.

She hangs up the phone and uses her powers to vent. Little does she know that her mom has put

A Video Recorder in her room and has recorded the whole thing.

Mrs.Evans: (she hears banging upstairs) Isabel? Are you all right honey?

Isabel: Yes Mother. I'm fine. Just fine.

Later that night.

Mrs.Evans plays the tape over and over not believing what she is seeing.

Then Mr.Evans comes home.

Mr.Evans: Honey, I'm home. What's wrong? Hey are you ok? Honey, are you ok?

(She nods toward the TV and plays the tape for him) Oh my gosh! (She puts her face in his

Shoulder)