Max is dead.
S3Panacea
S3Chant Down Babylon
[on top of Jesse pinning him down.] No you can't take her to the hospital. You can't!
JJesse
Why? Tell me why.
Because your wife isn't human. Okay. Understand that. Your wife isn't human.
CClayton
Max Evans. He's still alive. He's in my head. His head.
First day of school, third grade. I'm standing by the lunch line arguing with that ass Mr. Trevors. He tells me that the cafeteria won't take my food stamps. I say that they're for food, aren't they? And he looks down on me, and he says with that scraggly mustache and that stupid comb over, he says, I don't take lip from welfare punks. I'm about to kick his balls up into his throat, but then I feel someone watching me. And it feels like a heat lamp turned on in the back on my neck, and I turned around and there you are. You're sitting at a table all by yourself. You're just staring right at me. So I walk over and I sit down. You're still staring at me with those big eyes. And you push your tray of food over to me, and you said that you can have my lunch. Right then, I knew you were different. You know, you were different like I was different like people liked you and wanted you around [trying not to cry], I want you around. I want you around, so please don't go. [he cries and lays his head down on her chest. He squeezes her hand, and we see Michael's hand turn white and the white travels to Isabel's hand and up her arm. She puts her hand on his back. Michael lifts up his head and looks at Isabel.]
You still owe me for that lunch.
S3Who Died and Made You King?
Michael, what the hell is wrong with you?!?
You. You were dead, Max, and now I'm lookin' at you and I don't know. Who are you, are you a ghost? And you're here in my face all day and you're freaking me out.
Well, maybe. But I realize that I'm part of something bigger than myself.
JJesse
No, it's not bigger, it's all-consuming. There's a difference. They've robbed you of your life.
No, actually they gave me one.
You know what really pisses me off? No one ever listens to me. You didn't not even when we were together. All you tried to do was make me weak.
No, I loved you!
I stayed on this planet for you and you show your appreciation by dumping me? Yeah, you love me.
Okay, Michael's a freak show.
What happened?
He's like a desert-wandering Anne Heche times a thousand, babbling about how Max should've stayed dead because he'd be a better king or something.
S3Crash
But what I was going to say was maybe Michael can get like "I'm eternally sorry" tattooed there instead and just flash it every half hour, regardless. Saves time, cuts stress.
Why am I always apologizing for who I am.
It wasn't you, Michael.
Yes it is me. [points at Max.] Max was dead. [points at himself.] I was king. I did what I had to do.
You scared I'm gonna find something?
I'm terrified they'll find you.
It'll be okay.
CConnie
Should have gone with them.
You would have been stopped.
CConnie
They could die.
They have practice.
CConnie
Dying?
S3Graduation
Liz... they're taking our home from us. They want to kill us... and they might. But when I look in your eyes, I... I don't feel angry, or deprived. I feel like the luckiest half-human on the planet. You're pure... you're true... and you're real. And right now that seems like the only thing that's important. I want to be with you Liz... forever.
Forever may only be twelve days.
Then we'll take those twelve days... [He places a diamond in Liz's palm and closes her hand around it] And we'll live twelve lifetimes. Liz Parker... will you marry me?
I thought you were leaving.
I am... but I just wanted... I dunno.
To say goodbye?
(struggles to form words, then speaks) ...I wanted to say that this thing has been screwed up from the beginning. You and me. Us. Just the whole long, stupid story...
...Thanks...
But I wouldn't trade it for anything. It's meant so much to me, y'know. From day one, from the moment I kidnapped you and stole your car... I knew you were the girl for me. I never wanted anyone else...
Michael... (takes a step towards him, sad, but touched.)
I still don't. Just... Wherever I'm goin,' whatever I'm doin,' just know I'll always love you.
I'm a member of that group of... outsiders. I always knew I was different and for a long, long time, all I wanted was to be another face in the crowd... but in the end, it wasn't possible. I guess it never was. So from now on, I'll just concentrate on being who I really am. Some of you might not like that. Some of you might even... find that frightening. But that's not my problem any more. I have to be who I really am and let fate take care of the rest. So... thank you, Roswell... Thank you for... for letting me live among you. Thank you for giving me a family. Thank you for giving me a home.
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