Title: "Behind the Music"
Episode: 8
51st Episode of Roswell
Season: 3
Production Code: 3ADA08
Written by: Russel Friend & Garrett Lerner
Directed by: Jonathan Frakes
Original Air Date: November 27, 2001

[Max and Liz are in Mr. Evan's office looking at the conspiracy board] 

LIZ: You ok? 

MAX: I can't believe this. My whole life is up here. 

LIZ: Yeah. So is mine. He knows that I'm a part of this. 

MAX: My own father. "Tess." 

LIZ: he's got cards up here for everything... Los Angeles, Utah... The jeep. 

MAX: I got rid of it. 

LIZ: Yeah, because you thought you'd never need it again. 

MAX: I was going home. 

LIZ: Max, maybe you should tell your father. You know, let him in on the secret. 

MAX: No. No, I can't. Not ever. 

LIZ: Max-

MAX: these are my parents. I can't--I can't put them in this kind of danger. They can't ever know the truth. 

LIZ: So, what are you gonna do? 

MAX: The necklace I gave you when I thought I was leaving... 

LIZ: Yeah, what about it? 

MAX: I need it back. 

[Liz and Maria are talking in the Crashdown] 

MARIA: So he didn't take it well, huh? 

LIZ: Alien Defcon 5. 

MARIA: It'll be ok, I hope.

LIZ: Let Max talk to Michael. 

MARIA: Right. 

[Sighs] 

MICHAEL: so, when does Billy get here? 

MARIA: I don't know. I thought he'd be here by now. 

LIZ: Billy who? 

MARIA: Billy Darden. 

LIZ: First-kiss Billy? He's coming here? 

MARIA: Yes. He's on his way to New York. 

KYLE: Wait a minute. Wait a minute. Your ex-boyfriend's coming to visit? That's not legal. 

MARIA: He's not my ex-boyfriend. We kissed once 4 years ago. I was 13, and Michael knows all about it. 

MICHAEL: Yeah, we're all going to dinner. 

LIZ: No. No mayo on that one. Um, so, where's he gonna stay? 

MARIA: At my house. 

KYLE: Your mom's ok with this? 

MARIA: My mom's out of town. 

KYLE: What? 

MICHAEL: It's fine. There's your no-mayo. 

KYLE: Michael, Michael, Michael. Let me explain something to you. Here on the planet earth we have this thing called jealousy. 

MICHAEL: Kyle, relax. I have nothing to be jealous about. They were 13-year-old geeks at band camp. 

MARIA: Ok, first of all, it was a, uh, songwriter's workshop. And, uh... Billy wasn't a geek. He was just a little skinny. He had a little acne on the face, but-

MICHAEL: and braces. 

MARIA: We all had braces. All right, fine. He was a little bit of a geek. 

KYLE: And you kissed him? 

MARIA: Would you shut up? 

MICHAEL: Shut up. 

[A young good looking guys comes into the Crashdown] 

MARIA: Hello. Table or booth? 

BILLY: It's me. 

MARIA: Billy? 

BILLY: Yeah. 

MARIA: No. 

BILLY: Yeah. 

MARIA: Come here. Oh, my god. 

BILLY: Ohh. God, look at you. 

[A dozen eggs sitting next to Michael, suddenly explode] 

MARIA: Oh. Um, let's go this way. 

BILLY: All right. 

KYLE: I guess the braces worked. 

BILLY: God, last time I saw you you were like 13 going on 30. 

MARIA: And you were like 98 pounds going on this. You look great. 

BILLY: Now don't take this the wrong way, but have you looked in a mirror? I mean, you went from the girl no one wanted to dance with to the prom queen. 

MARIA: Now how am I supposed to take that the wrong way? And shut up. 

BILLY: I'm serious, really. You look great, Maria. 

MARIA: Thanks. Ahem. So... Uh, how long are you staying? 

BILLY: Uh, just a couple days. Uh, is it cool with your mom, me staying over? 

MARIA: Sure. Yeah. And anyway, she's, uh, she's actually gonna be out of town for a couple of days. 

BILLY: Oh. Well, uh, I can't wait to hear what you've been working on. 

MARIA: Working on? 

BILLY: Your music. 

MARIA: Oh. 

BILLY: God, I can still remember some of the lyrics you wrote back at band camp. 

MARIA: God. Yeah, most of it was crap, anyway. 

BILLY: Oh, come on. 

MARIA: If anyone asks, though, it was a songwriters workshop. 

BILLY: Oh. 

[Max opens the back door of Crashdown and whispers] 

MAX: Michael! 

MICHAEL: What are you doing in here? 

MAX: When do you get off work? 

MICHAEL: 10 minutes. But I've got plans with Maria and Billy bob Thornton out there. 

MAX: Something came up. Cancel them. 

[Maria and Billy are talking in front of the restaurant] 

BILLY: That is so funny. 

MICHAEL: Hi. 

BILLY: Hey. 

MICHAEL: I'm the boyfriend. 

BILLY: Hey. Billy. Nice to meet you. 

MARIA: Ready to go? 

MICHAEL: Gotta cancel. 

MARIA: Wait a minute. I was gonna cook. 

MICHAEL: Something came up. 

MARIA: What? 

MICHAEL: It's work-related. 

MARIA: Oh. Of course. 

MICHAEL: Steve's wife, Cheryl, she got the flu on my other job, so I gotta cover for her... 

BILLY: Oh. Him. 

MICHAEL: Yeah. Sorry, Billy. 

BILLY: Oh, no. You gotta do what you gotta do, you know? 

MICHAEL: I'll make it up to you. I promise. 

MICHAEL: Nice meeting you. 

BILLY: Yeah. He seems nice. 

MARIA: Oh, yeah. He's a peach. 

[Isabel and Jesse are moving into their new apartment] 

ISABEL: Oh, no-no-no, honey! Those go in the bedroom. Those boxes go in the bedroom. 

JESSE: Uh-huh. 

ISABEL: Oh, you know what? I'm sorry. You were right. Kitchen. 

JESSE: I just remembered. We forgot something. 

ISABEL: Oh, jeez! Wow! You're really strong. 

JESSE: Ok, it's tradition... 

[Jesse picks Isabel up and walks her over the threshold] 

JESSE: Mrs. Ramirez, welcome to your new home. 

ISABEL: Thank you, Mr. Ramirez. I love you so much. 

JESSE: Me, too. 

[Telephone rings] 

ISABEL: I should get that. 

JESSE: And I should get more boxes. But we should... 

ISABEL: Continue this later? 

JESSE: Yes. 

[Ring] 

[ring] 

ISABEL: hello? 

MAX: Did you find your healing stone? 

ISABEL: Yes, i did. It was in the box that i said it was gonna be in. You are way overreacting to this whole thing. 

MAX: No, I'm not, Isabel. Dad is on the warpath. 

ISABEL: He's our father, not the enemy. Listen to me-

Mr Evans: Isabel? 

ISABEL: Oh, my god! 

Mr Parker: Sorry. I didn't mean to scare you. The door was open. 

ISABEL: Oh, can I call you back? I'll call you back. Ok, bye. Hi, dad. Um... What's up? 

Mr Evans: I just wanted to see your new place. It's nice. Cozy. Uh, from your mother and me. 

[Mr Evans hands a plant to Isabel] 

ISABEL: Ooh, thank you so much. Thank you. Um, you really should have waited, though, until, you know, we got a little more unpacked and situated. 

Mr Evans: Nah, that's all right. Where's, uh, Jesse? 

ISABEL: He's outside by the truck, I think. 

Mr Evans: I can't believe how grown up my kids are. You with your new house, Max with his new car. 

ISABEL: Yeah. Grown up. 

Mr Evans: I guess I have to get used to my new role. I didn't get the chance to help you find this place. I didn't even know Max was getting a new car. 

ISABEL: Yeah, it all just happened really fast, you know? 

Mr Evans: Do you even know when he got rid of the jeep? 

MARIA: I can't believe you're doing it. Moving to New York, huh? 

BILLY: Yeah. Greenwich village. 

MARIA: Playing seedy bars and coffee shops. 

BILLY: Well, that was the plan. 

MARIA: Yeah, but there are plans and then there are plans. 

BILLY: Well, I guess this was the plan. 

MARIA: Yeah, I guess so. So, what are you gonna do for money? 

BILLY: As long as I make enough to get by, I'm fine, you know? 

MARIA: Oh, god, that is so romantic, I could just scream. 

BILLY: Come on. It was your idea. 

MARIA: I know, but I mean, I was 13 and talkin' about going to the big city. Even then I knew it was just talk. Here. Taste. 

BILLY: That's pretty good. That's not how I remember it. I mean, even back then you were pretty d*ad serious about your music. I mean, you're the one that gave me the bug. If I hadn't have met you, I'd still be playing stairway to heaven in my mom's garage. 

MARIA: Well, I guess for me music was just more of like a passing thing. 

BILLY: Well, I find that very hard to believe. 

MARIA: What are you doing? 

BILLY: The sauce is just a little thin, so I'm gonna show you a little family secret. 

MARIA: In my sauce? You're putting creamer-

BILLY: shh. Come on. Try it. Try it. Try it. 

MARIA: Ok. Mm-hmm. 

BILLY: Mm-hmm. 

MARIA: Not bad. 

[Back at Jesse and Isabel's apartment] 

JESSE: Your dad introduced me to some new clients as his son-in-law. 

ISABEL: This floor is way too hard. 

JESSE: Do you think i should start calling him dad? Ha ha! That is too weird. I won't do it. 

ISABEL: We could use a blanket. I'll be right back . 

JESSE: Hey, where are you going? 

ISABEL: To get a blanket. 

JESSE: Why? 

ISABEL: So we can have sex. 

JESSE: In here? 

ISABEL: Yes. It's tradition that when a couple moves into their new place, they make love in every room of the house. 

JESSE: Ok. Can I finish flossing my teeth? Oh! Before I forget, your dad-

ISABEL: please! Could we just not talk about my dad for a second here? 

JESSE: Yeah, sure. 

ISABEL: Oh, ok. What'd he say? 

JESSE: He's bringing up Utah. Utah? Yeah, Max's little crime spree. He keeps asking me what I think really happened. 

ISABEL: What did you say? 

JESSE: That I think Max is hiding something. Damned if I know what it is. What do you think? 

ISABEL: You wanna know what I think? I think that as long as my father and Max continue to inv*de my life with you, tradition is gonna have to wait. 

JESSE: What did I just do? 

[Isabel storms out] 

[Billy and Maria are talking] 

MARIA: No! Oh, my god! No! 

BILLY: There she is. Right there. 

MARIA: Look at my hair and my eyes. Ugh! 

BILLY: Come on. It was your late 90s retro Annie Lennox phase. You know, you were experimenting. I think it was cute. 

MARIA: Right. Burn those now. 

BILLY: Oh, no--oh, no. These are goin' to the big apple where they'll be prominently displayed in my guitar case where people will be throwing money. 

MARIA: Look at that! Look at-- this hair spray alone could choke a horse. 

BILLY: Ok. Well, look past the somewhat flammable hair and see what I see. 

MARIA: Which is what? Bad eyeliner? 

BILLY: Nah. Dreams. Look. This girl... Has beautiful dreams. And she makes beautiful music. So, what happened to her? 

MARIA: Nothing. She just grew up. 

BILLY: Right. Right. 

[Max and Michael are digging a hole in the dessert] 

MICHAEL: Is this deep enough? 

MAX: Almost. 

MICHAEL: Max, we've been up all night collecting every conceivable alien artifact that ever crashed in this god-forsaken planet, including all of Tess's stuff. I'm tired. 

MAX: All right. That's deep enough. We still need your healing stone. 

MICHAEL: I think it's at Maria's. 

MAX: You think it's at Maria's? 

MICHAEL: Yeah. I don't know. Most likely. 

MAX: I bet if it was one of your Metallica cds you'd know where it was. 

MICHAEL: Hey! You wanna bring that up again? The reason I got pissed is you put and justice for all before master of puppets. 

MAX: Yeah. Alphabetical order. 

MICHAEL: They go in order of the release date. 

MAX: And you don't know where your healing stone is? 

MICHAEL: You still wanna sleep on my couch? 

[Cell phone rings] 

MAX: hello? 

ISABEL: Jesse is asking all kinds of questions about you, Max. You're right. Dad is out of control. We have to do something. 

MAX: Isabel, calm down. Just tell me what happened. 

MICHAEL: What's going on? 

MAX: My dad's recruited Jesse into this crusade of his. 

MICHAEL: Ok, Max, you need to talk to your father. Keep your friends close... 

MICHAEL: And your enemies closer. 

ISABEL: Our father is not the enemy, Max. 

MICHAEL: Talk to him. Make nice. Get close. Find out what he-- 

[The camera pans back. A man is hiding behind some rocks taking pictures of Max and Michael] 

[Later, Michael is knocking on Maria's door- Billy answers] 

MICHAEL: you haven't left yet. 

BILLY: Oh, no, man. Late night. Sorry. I'm leaving later today. 

MICHAEL: How was dinner? 

BILLY: It was good, man. It was good. 

BILLY: How's Steve's wife? 

MICHAEL: Who? 

BILLY: Steve's wife, with the flu. You covered for him. Remember? Yeah. She's great. She's fine. Is Maria around? 

BILLY: No, man. You just missed her. Just missed her. Can I leave her a note or a message or something? 

MICHAEL: No. I'm here to pick something up. 

BILLY: Can I help you look? 

MICHAEL: No. That's ok. 

BILLY: What are you looking for? 

MICHAEL: Something I need. 

[Michael puts the healing stone in his pocket] 

BILLY: Hey, when did Maria stop writing music? 

MICHAEL: She messes around with it once in a while. 

BILLY: Well, how often does she mess around with it? 

MICHAEL: Is this goin' somewhere? 

BILLY: No. I mean, maybe. I mean, I don't know. I'm just... I'm just wondering if she's given up on writing and singing altogether. 

MICHAEL: I really wouldn't know. 

BILLY: Well, listen, man, she's really good. I mean, she's really good. 

MICHAEL: Yeah, I'll keep that in mind. 

MICHAEL: I guess what I'm looking for isn't here. 

BILLY: Well, I'd tell her you stopped by, but I got a bus to catch. 

[Later, Michael is making sauce at the Crashdown] 

MARIA: Hmm, you know what? That sauce looks a little thin. You should put half and half in there. 

MICHAEL: It's not coffee. 

MARIA: It works. Billy showed me. It gives it heft. 

MICHAEL: I don't put dairy products in my meat sauce. It's not kosher. 

MARIA: Ok. I said no cheese in the nebulua salad. 

MICHAEL: Forgot. Listen, I was thinking about skipping out on bowling tonight, and maybe we could make up for last night. 

MARIA: That is so sweet, but I kind of had plans. Just... 

MICHAEL: Plans with who? 

MARIA: It's nothing...Big. Just me and Billy were gonna go and... 

MICHAEL: Billy? Isn't he on the bus? 

MARIA: He missed it. He's staying another night. 

MICHAEL: Another night?! 

[The salad bowl explodes] 

MARIA: What did you do that for? You could've hurt me. 

MICHAEL: Sorry. I'm not sure what happened. 

[Max is waiting in his father's office] 

Mr Evans: Max. 

MAX: Hey, dad. 

Mr Evans: What are you doing here? 

MAX: I think we need to talk. 

Mr Evans: I agree completely. 

SECRETARY: Your 11:30 is here. 

Mr Evans: Gimme 10 seconds. I'm sorry, I've got a meeting waiting. 

MAX: No, it's ok. Why don't we go fishing, like we used to, away from all these interruptions? 

Mr Evans: Sounds good. When? 

MAX: Tomorrow. 

Mr Evans: Great. I'll pick you up early. Got to get a jump... 

MAX: On those fish. Excuse me. 

[Mr Evans meeting is with the photographer who was taking pictures of Max and Michael] 

PRIVATE INVESTIGATOR: Saw him and that friend of his out in the desert. 

Mr Evans: What were they doing? 

PRIVATE INVESTIGATOR: Couldn't really tell from where I was standing, but I got some pictures. 

Mr Evans: What else you got for me? 

PRIVATE INVESTIGATOR: A receipt from the last time your son filled up his jeep. First week in may. 

Mr Evans: That's when Tess disappeared. Do you think these 2 events are connected? 

PRIVATE INVESTIGATOR: There's only 3 reasons a person gets rid of a vehicle-- 1--they sell it. 2--they ruin it in order to bilk the insurance company. Or 3--they destroy it to hide something. 

Mr Evans: What do you think my son's trying to hide? 

PRIVATE INVESTIGATOR: We better find that jeep, Mr. Evans. 

[Maria comes home and finds Billy playing Alex's guitar] 

MARIA: Billy, I hope you're ok with hamburgers 'cause that's you're getting. 

BILLY: Hamburgers are fine. 

MARIA: Why is that out? 

BILLY: Michael stopped by today. This ended up on the bed, so I am tuning it for you. 

MARIA: Why? 

BILLY: It's out of tune, darlin'. 

MARIA: Put it back. 

BILLY: In just a second. 

MARIA: You know what? Forget it. I'll put it back. 

BILLY: Hey, what's wrong? 

MARIA: I invite you into my house and you go through my stuff? 

BILLY: Where's all this coming from? It's a guitar baby. 

MARIA: No, it's not. 

[Michael and Liz are closing the Crashdown] 

MICHAEL: Pretty busy night, huh? 

LIZ: Mm-hmm. 

MICHAEL: How much money do you think we'd pull in on a night like tonight? 

LIZ: You know that you really suck at small talk? Why don't you just tell Dr. Parker what's on your mind? 

MICHAEL: Hey, tell me--do I need to be worried about this Billy guy? 

LIZ: No, you don't. He's completely harmless. 

MICHAEL: But you think he's good-looking right? 

LIZ: Uh, well, yeah, if you like that sort of thing, I guess. 

MICHAEL: The good-looking sort of thing. 

LIZ: Michael... 

MICHAEL: Do you really think he missed his bus? 

LIZ: Yes, i do. Haven't you ever missed a bus before? 

MICHAEL: No, 'cause I don't take the bus, and I don't write songs. And I don't cook with freaking half and half. 

[The sugar dispensers explode] 

LIZ: Hey! Hey, Michael! 

MICHAEL: Sorry. My powers are out of control. 

LIZ: Would you look at this mess! My dad is gonna freak. 

MICHAEL: Relax. I'll fix it. 

[Michael tries to fix the mess, but his powers don't work] 

LIZ: Please. Michael, you need to calm down, ok? Everything's gonna be fine between you and Maria, trust me. 

MICHAEL: She cooked him Italian food last night. 

LIZ: Oh. 

MICHAEL: I knew it. That's a problem. 

LIZ: No, no, it's not a problem. It's just, um... It's food. 

MICHAEL: No, Liz. It's Italian food. 

LIZ: Michael, please don't do anything stupid or alien or both, please?! 

[Billy strums guitar in adjoining room] 

MARIA: try going to an f major 7th, please. I can't listen to you anymore. Just trying going to an f major 7th. 

BILLY: Not bad. 

MARIA: Oh, please. I totally fixed it for you. 

BILLY: Ok. Now let's see if you remember this one... So what about earlier? 

MARIA: Yeah, I'm sorry that I went off on you. 

BILLY: Gonna tell me about it? 

MARIA: That guitar belonged to a friend of mine. His name was Alex. He died last year. 

BILLY: I am so sorry. I am so sorry. I had no idea. 

MARIA: His parents wanted me to have this guitar, but I just couldn't bring myself to play it. 

BILLY: Bad memories. 

MARIA: He was only 17. He had his whole life. His whole life. 

BILLY: Did you and Alex write songs together? 

MARIA: Not really. We tried once, but I just don't partner well. I don't know, you're, like, the only person that I've ever trusted in that way. 

BILLY: So if you guys were writing songs, then that means you were singing up until... 

MARIA: Until his funeral. Yeah, that was the last time. 

BILLY: Well, then I guess tonight's a special night. 

MARIA: (Singing) I wish I could read your mind - words don't mean a thing - I've given you all my time - all you do is leave - and if you were standing here in front of me - I know you would say - there's nothing oh, so precious - as something that's gone away - and if there is a reason - i just don't want to know - why you feel the need to love me so - only when you go - only when you go- 

[Michael is watching thru the window- He gets upset and walks off- his powers are out of control and setting off car alarms- He slams the door as he walks into his apartment] 

MAX: what happened? 

MICHAEL: It's over. 

MAX: What, my dad found something? What? 

MICHAEL: No, it's not that. I saw Maria and what's his name, Billy, together. 

MAX: Oh, together as in... Together? 

MICHAEL: Worse. 

MAX: What could be worse? 

MICHAEL: They were singing together. 

MAX: So you're jealous. 

MICHAEL: I'm not jealous! 

[A lamp explodes] 

MICHAEL: My powers are slightly out of whack. 

MAX: "Out of whack"? 

MICHAEL: I've been bl*wing things up all day. 

MAX: Get them under control. 

MICHAEL: I can't. 

MAX: Michael, get yourself together. What if this happens in front of my father? 

MICHAEL: I don't care about your father or his stupid investigation. 

MAX: All right, look, I'm sorry. We're part human. We're supposed to have feelings. You keep them bottled up like this, they're gonna get out somehow. 

MICHAEL: What should I do? 

MAX: Talk to her. 

MICHAEL: That's it? Just talk to her? 

MAX: Yeah. 

MICHAEL: Ok, sure. 

[Max and his father are fishing on the lake] 

Mr Evans: I've missed this. 

Max: Yeah, me, too. 

Mr Evans: So why did you get rid of the jeep? 

MAX: Got sick of it. Plastic doors, the roof took forever to get on and off. 

Mr Evans: Yeah. I hope you got a good price for it. 

MAX: Blue book. 

Mr Evans: Huh. So who bought it? 

MAX: This guy at school. Drove it cross-country to college. Cornell, I think. 

Mr Evans: It was a fun car. Remember the guy we bought it from? 

MAX: Yeah. Now, he was scary. 

Mr Evans: I thought he was gonna sh**t us. 

MAX: You wouldn't meet his price. 

Mr Evans: I did when the g*n fell out of his boot. How old were you? 

MAX: 15. 

Mr Evans: Yeah. I'm just surprised that you would sell it without telling me first. 

MAX: It was sort of spontaneous. 

Mr Evans: And you say this guy who bought it-- he was gonna drive it all the way to Cornell? 

MAX: Yeah. He was planning on fixing it up first. 

Mr Evans: Right. 

MAX: I saw the board in your office. I know what you're doing. 

Mr Evans: And what am I doing? 

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

Mr Evans: I'm not spying. I'm trying to figure out what's going on. Is my concern for you a thr*at? 

MAX: Do I thr*at you? 

Mr Evans: You frighten me, Max. I don't think I know who you are anymore. I'm beginning to think I've never known. 

MAX: I'm your son. 

Mr Evans: With secrets. And my biggest fear is that they're terrible secrets, that you're in trouble and I can't help. 

MAX: You can't help because I'm not in trouble. 

Mr Evans: Not in trouble? Max, if it weren't for me, you'd be rotting in jail right now. I put my reputation on the line for you, and I still don't know why. 

[Cell phone rings] 

Mr Evans: what? Yeah. Wait there. We're done. Let's head in. 

MAX: Dad... 

Mr Evans: We're done. 

[Michael comes up behind Maria in the Crashdown] 

MICHAEL: hey. 

MARIA: "Hey" back. 

MICHAEL: Can I say something? 

MARIA: Back room. 

MARIA: Do we have a problem? 

MICHAEL: No, we don't. I do. 

MARIA: How can I help? 

MICHAEL: Be patient with me. 

MARIA: Always. 

MICHAEL: Don't say it like that, like I'm a kid. 

MARIA: That's not what I meant. What are you worried about, really? What can I do? 

MICHAEL: Tell your friend to leave. He shouldn't be here. It's not a good time. 

MARIA: Not a good time? Let me ask you a question, Michael. 

MICHAEL: Here we go... 

MARIA: No, don't do that. 

MICHAEL: You ask "what can I do," and I tell you. 

MARIA: When is it a good time? 

MICHAEL: To step out with an old boyfriend? 

MARIA: He is not an old-- ooh, would you just-

MICHAEL: where's your patience now? 

MARIA: When is it a good time for me to take a small step back from this nonstop alien hootenanny? 

MICHAEL: We're in danger. Max's father-

MARIA: I know. 

MICHAEL: Yeah, and you don't care because that Billy guy-- 

[Michael's powers cause things on the shelf to fall] 

MARIA: Michael... 

MICHAEL: You're gonna leave me for him. 

MARIA: No. No. Ok, I'll tell him. 

MICHAEL: Thank you. 

MARIA: Hey, it's what I do. It's what I always do. 

[Kyle is talking to Max on the phone] 

KYLE: Max, I think we got a problem. 

MAX: What is it? 

KYLE: Your dad just called for a tow truck. 

MAX: Where? 

KYLE: Mile marker 16 out on route 7. 

MAX: They found the jeep. 

[Maria comes home. Billy is playing the guitar] 

BILLY: Hey. 

MARIA: I have to tell you something. 

BILLY: What? 

MARIA: You have to go. 

BILLY: Right this second? 

MARIA: Yeah. 

BILLY: I'll get my stuff. Is this about Michael? Am I in the middle of something? 

MARIA: No. It's complicated. It's just my life. I can't have more than one thing going on. It's not you. It has nothing to do with you. 

BILLY: That's too bad. 

MARIA: What's that supposed to mean? 

BILLY: Truth? Maria, i missed my bus on purpose. 

MARIA: Why? 

BILLY: Because I was given some advice one time... Decide what you want in life and live it. 

MARIA: That's terrible advice. 

BILLY: You gave it to me. 

MARIA: That explains it. 

BILLY: 4 years ago, our last night at camp. 

MARIA: I was 13. 

BILLY: That night stuck with me. You stuck with me. That kiss stuck with me. It was my first one. 

MARIA: You told me that you kissed tons of girls. 

BILLY: I lied. I don't know. I was just... I was hoping that-

MARIA: I'm with someone. 

BILLY: Yeah, I met him. 

MARIA: Look, you don't understand. Michael is just-

BILLY: stopping you? 

MARIA: Stopping me from what? 

BILLY: from I don't know. From life. From this. 

[Billy kisses Maria- she doesn't respond at first, then kisses him back] 

[The scene switches to the jeep being pulled up from the ravine. Michael, Max, and Isabel are watching] 

ISABEL: This is bad. 

MICHAEL: What are you gonna tell your father, Max? 

MAX: I'm not gonna tell him anything. He doesn't trust me anymore. 

MICHAEL: Who does he trust? 

[Max looks at Isabel] 

[Scene switches to Liz and Maria talking] 

LIZ: and then you kissed him? 

MARIA: Yes, I did. 

LIZ: Where is he right now? 

MARIA: At my house. 

LIZ: Ha! What were you thinking? 

MARIA: I don't know. 

LIZ: And that's all that it was. It was just a kiss. 

MARIA: Maybe. You know? Maybe not. 

LIZ: Let's just talk about the kiss for one second. Was there any passion? 

MARIA: Tons. 

LIZ: Oh... 

MARIA: I know. But it's not that kind of passion. It's like it woke me up. 

LIZ: Like sleeping beauty. 

MARIA: Yeah, I guess. 

MARIA: Do you think I've been asleep this whole time? 

LIZ: Well... I think you've been trying to remember who you used to be for a long time. Say it. 

MARIA: I just-- sometimes I just feel like I've paid this huge price for knowing Michael and knowing these aliens. It's like... God, I didn't think I'd end up here dealing with this crap every day. I mean, I love Michael, and I do sort of love this ridiculous soap opera, but... I just...I can't take it anymore. I feel like I'm trapped and I'm never gonna get out. 

LIZ: I know. 

MARIA: I mean, I... I didn't sign up for this. 

LIZ: Yes, you did. We all did. 

MARIA: I know. It's just, I had this dream once... I mean, maybe I still do. I don't know. 

LIZ: Maybe sometimes you have to go after your dreams. And who am i to tell you just give them up, because without your dreams, you're just me. 

MARIA: Liz. 

LIZ: I'm sorry. I'm sorry. That sounded way too self-pitying, and this isn't about me. It's just that, um... I'm committed to going down this road with Max. Good, bad, indifferent, I'm committed. And I've given up a lot along the way, so unless you're sure that's what you want to do with Michael, don't be so quick to give up your dreams. 

[Maria comes home. Billy is packing to leave] 

MARIA: Hey. I have this insane idea. 

BILLY: What? 

MARIA: That we do what we planned, that I go to New York with you. 

BILLY: Wow. 

MARIA: Yeah. 

BILLY: What about your mom? 

MARIA: Well, I know that she'll want me to finish high school. 

BILLY: Not a bad idea. 

MARIA: No, so after I graduate. 

BILLY: Great. 

MARIA: Maybe. 

BILLY: Maybe. 

MARIA: No, I just don't know if this is what I wanna do-

BILLY: hey, hey, hey. You don't owe me an explanation. I screwed things up. 

MARIA: No, you didn't. 

BILLY: Yes, I did. I should have known better. I changed the whole flow between us. But I been wanting to kiss you for about 4 years, and I'm a guy, so I took a sh*t. 

MARIA: I just think I may have given you the wrong impression. 

BILLY: No, you didn't. We're fine. And if I did anything to make you feel bad, I'm sorry. I just wish you hadn't of... 

MARIA: What? 

BILLY: I wish you hadn't hidden yourself away with that guitar. 

BILLY: You gonna come see me in the village? 

MARIA: Yes. 

BILLY: I'll get you front row seats. 

MARIA: And I will throw my underwear at you. 

[Sighs] 

BILLY: bye, Maria. 

MARIA: Bye. 

[Billy leaves] 

[Isabel and Jesse are having dinner with Mr. and Mrs. Evans] 

Mrs Evans: It's newly upholstered. It has a dark print with big, uh... Pink cabbage roses. 

JESSE: Wow. I don't know if that would really, uh-

Mr Evans: hey, hey, hey. 

Mr Evans: You can't b*at the price. 

[As Isabel sits down, she is remembering what Max told her. We hear his voice and the conversation she had with him] 

MAX: They trust you, Isabel. 

ISABEL: I'm sick of lying to our parents. 

MAX: There's no other choice. 

ISABEL: Yes, there is. The truth. 

MAX: It's too dangerous for them and for us. 

ISABEL: Max, you're wrong I want to tell them... 

[Voice over conversation ends] 

ISABEL: The truth. 

Mrs Evans: What, hon? 

ISABEL: What? 

Mrs Evans: Did you say something? 

ISABEL: The truth. I... I want to tell you the truth about what's been going on with Max. 

ISABEL: It's about Tess. Max got Tess pregnant, but she left before the baby was born, so Max may have a child out there somewhere. 

Mrs Evans: Oh, my. 

ISABEL: That night that she left, he was so angry that he just drove all night and pushed his jeep off a cliff because he... Was so crazy. 

JESSE: God, Isabel. I'm so sorry. If I had known, I wouldn't have-

Mr Evans: I'm sorry, too, Isabel, for asking you those questions, for putting Jesse in the middle. 

ISABEL: He would have told you himself. He was just so afraid to disappoint you. 

Mr Parker: Thank you for finally telling us the truth. 

[Isabel is talking to Max on the phone later] 

MAX: Did they buy it? 

ISABEL: Yeah. They bought everything. 

ISABEL: You're safe for another day. 

MAX: Thanks, Iz. I owe you. 

ISABEL: Maybe now we can get back to normal. 

[Mr. Evans is in his office looking at a picture of Isabel. He pins it to his board under the conspirators section] 

[Michael meets Maria in the park] 

MICHAEL: You wanted to talk, which usually means you're gonna kick my ass, so I brought some friends. 

MARIA: Thank you. I guess. 

MICHAEL: Ha. Is he gone yet? 

MARIA: Yeah. 

MICHAEL: good! 

MARIA: Feel better? 

MICHAEL: Getting there. What are we talking about? 

MARIA: I wanna break up. I want out because I love you so much. I love you more than you could possibly know. 

MICHAEL: I'm lost. 

MARIA: No, I'm lost. And you've been there the whole time to help me through all of it. 

MICHAEL: All of what? 

MARIA: This whole thing-- this alien, human, the scary stuff, the bad stuff. 

MICHAEL: And there was fun stuff, too. 

MARIA: Yeah, but I haven't been honest in any of it. 

MICHAEL: Listen, if you're trying to tell me that you're a bisexual or something, I'm--I'm cool with that. I'm... 

MICHAEL: Why do you want out? 

MARIA: Because, Michael, I don't think I've ever been in. I mean, this girl you've known for the past 3 years-- Maria-- it's just not me. 

MARIA: Of course it's you. 

MARIA: No, it's not the me I used to be. 

MICHAEL: Things change. 

MARIA: Yeah, things change. 

MICHAEL: Just like that. Will you come back to me? 

MARIA: I don't know. 

[Maria hands the flowers back and walks off- she goes home and picks up Alex's guitar- we see Isabel looking out the window, Mr. Evans taking a drink, and Michael remembering his relationship with Maria] 

[Song plays in the background] Breathe again - I'm livin' on your air tonight - never knowing when you'll cut it off - oh, you have a way - that makes it hard to sleep alone - and just when the dream gets good - you always seem to have to go - so - here I am - alone again - waiting for the story - to finally end - while the world spins around - it's out of my hands - don't even try - to understand - and I guess it's time to tell you - what you should already know - oh, you know - I'm better breathing on my own - all alone -
{"type": "series", "show": "Roswell", "episode": "03x08 - Behind the Music"}