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MICHAEL: We have to get Nasedo to the pod chamber...use the healing stones to revive him.

TESS: You're not in charge here, Michael.
MICHAEL: Well, somebody has to be.

MICHAEL: You said he mentioned another alien. What exactly did he say?
MAX: He said that we were all in danger...that 'the skins' were among us.

SHERIFF: You remember I told you about a... a man who was protecting Tess?
KYLE: Yeah. Noriega.
SHERIFF: Nasedo.

SHERIFF: He was killed last night...by another alien.

KYLE: I'm just not looking forward to dealing with all the little green men again.

SHERIFF: Maybe you should cut 'em a little slack, Kyle. I mean, after all, Max Evans did save your life.
KYLE: Damn human of him.

KYLE: Of course, he is the reason I got shot in the first place, but what the hell. No conditions are permanent. No conditions are reliable.

MICHAEL: Come back to school. What a great plan.

MICHAEL: You realize the killer could be here right now...walking the halls looking for us...and gee, where are we? Hey, we're right here, just waiting to be found.

MAX: We're doing the right thing.

ISABEL: I hope so. I'm too young to be dust.

TEACHER : What does it mean to be a leader?

TEACHER : Now, this week as we study the missile crisis in detail, I want you to think of John Kennedy, the man. Think what it would feel like to hold the fate of an entire nation in your hands.

MAX: Who are you?
BRODY: Brody Davis. You're working for me now.

MAX: He sold the UFO center? This was his life's work.
BRODY: Things change.

MARIA: It is just a matter of time before you weaken.
LIZ: Thank you.
MARIA: It's not a dig. It's just a fact.

TESS: It's ok. I know how you feel about me...how everyone feels about me.

TESS: I'm not human. Neither are you.

TESS: You lived another life, Max...a life completely different from this one...a life when you loved me.

KYLE: Dad!
TESS: Mmm. Morning.
KYLE: Yes, morning. What the hell are you doing here?
TESS: I live here.

TESS: Calvin Klein. I approve.
KYLE: Dad!

TEACHER: Unless he acts...and acts soon, he runs the risk of allowing events to control him.

TEACHER: So right or wrong, a choice has to be made, and it has to be made right now.

BRODY: What are you doing in here?
MAX: Just looking around. I was curious about all the equipment you brought in.

BRODY: It's over, Evans. Go home. Don't come back. You're fired.

LIZ: Did he send you here?
MARIA: No.
LIZ: He did, didn't he?
MARIA: Not this time. I mean...no. No, of course not.

MARIA: I care about you both. I just want you guys to be happy and together.

WHITAKER: It's not every day you walk in on your boss drinking and shredding...but then again, you've never worked in Washington.

WHITAKER: You ever been in love, Parker?

WHITAKER: He dumped you, too?
LIZ: Not exactly.

WHITAKER: But you walked. See? You go, girl. Don't you let any man pull that crap on you, you know?

WHITAKER: Now who is this bitch who moved in on your man?
LIZ: Oh, she's, um, just someone... this girl from his past.
WHITAKER: Ugh.

WHITAKER: Yeah, right. Like you don't hate her.
LIZ: Maybe a little bit.

LIZ: I...I do. I hate her.

WHITAKER: Now, does this tramp have a name?
LIZ: Oh, Tess!
WHITAKER: Tess?! What is that? I hate her already.

KYLE: Hey. This is my room and that's my jersey.
TESS: Sorry.
KYLE: No! All right, look. You... Wear it.

TESS: Kind of uptight about nudity, aren't you, for a guy who reads Jugs?
KYLE: Give me that!

KYLE: I don't know how you do things on planet Vulcan or whatever, but here on Earth we have this primitive human concept called privacy.

TESS: You Buddhists have, like, no sense of humor.

TESS: How do you think the Buddha would feel about being sandwiched between Hustler and Busty Biker Babes?

KYLE: This...this whole aliens-are-among-us thing...it really screwed me up...made me question stuff...life, reality, my place in this universe...and you don't understand.

KYLE: You...you guys...you people... turned my life upside down. I need a little clarity. I need a little peace of mind.

TESS: You're right, Kyle. What would I know about needing peace of mind?

MAX: It was shaped like a... a pentagon. And it was definitely alien.

MICHAEL: Why don't we just break into the UFO center and take the damn thing?

MAX: We are not voting on this, Michael. I've made my decision. That is the end of it.

MICHAEL: You know, Maxwell, I don't remember this other life we're supposed to have lived, but I do know I was your trusted second-in-command, and I am pretty damned sure that you used to listen to me.

ISABEL: They don't feel broken.
MICHAEL: Yeah. Not to you.

MAX: Nice move, Michael. How many times do we have to have the same conversation? How many times do I...
ISABEL: Knock it off, Max! All right? He's been through enough. He doesn't need a lecture.

ISABEL: Something has to be done, Max. We have to do something about Brody.
MAX: What are you saying?
ISABEL: We have to kill him.

ISABEL: We're at war. It's him or us, and I choose us.

TEACHER: …but in the end, it's his call, and whatever course he chooses, history will be his final judge.

MAX: I'm supposed to be this... this great leader, but I don't know how to make these kinds of decisions. I don't have that kind of insight.

MARIA: Ohhhh...now there's something you and Jack have in common. You're both involved with tramps. How is Tess, by the way?

MAX: It's a long story.
MARIA: Oh, well, I certainly don't want to hear a long story unless there's a Kennedy involved.

MARIA: Look, I'm sorry. I know that you're dealing with this... this "Roswell Missile Crisis" or something...

MARIA: Just try and follow your heart. I mean, isn't that what the great leaders always do?

MICHAEL: Brody's dead. End of subject.

ISABEL: What are you gonna do?
MAX: Face him. Find out the truth.
MICHAEL: And if he kills you?
MAX: Then you can be "fearless leader."

MAX: What are you doing in Roswell?
BRODY: Is this one of those "disgruntled ex-employee shows up late at night to kill his boss" stories?
MAX: I'd hate for it to turn into that.

MAX: You're here because of what happened on May 14th.

MAX: You're one of us, aren't you?
BRODY: That's right. I suspected we were alike, but I wasn't sure.

MAX: What do you want?
BRODY: What we all want. To re-establish contact. Maybe even to go back.

BRODY: Two years of recovered-memory therapy and still the only thing I can remember about my abduction is the... the color of the walls.

MAX: Abduction.
BRODY: Yeah, I know. I hate the word, too.

BRODY: I mean, you can tell people you've seen the Virgin Mary and they'll light candles outside your bathroom, but you tell 'em you've been abducted by aliens and they'll write you off as a lunatic.

BRODY: Do you know what this means, Max? Aliens. I mean, not like they're walking among us or anything stupid like that...

BRODY: So what about you, Max? What's your abduction story?

TESS: But what about the attack on Michael?
ISABEL: Brody said the device just went off in his hand. It sent out a pulse without warning, so I think it was because Michael was near, but I'm not sure.

ALEX: But why would it react to Michael and not to you?
MAX: I don't know.

MAX: You think I'm gonna forget about you or get over it or something, but...but I'm not.

MAX: I don't...I don't care about my destiny or my planet or anything else. All I care about is you.

MAX: So just know this...I'm coming for you, Liz.