Love those pics too, Spicy!
Have some more... (All from Graduation)
Jesse: Hello.
Kyle: Jesse, Jesse! Thank God. Listen to me. Look, this is, this is very important. There is
an alien on the loose.
Jesse: Yeah we know. It's Tess.
Kyle: Tess is back?
Jesse: Yeah she's here. She brought Max's son.
Kyle: She has the baby? Are you kidding me? Ah, my brain is exploding. Look, look.These air force guys followed her scent to my place, they'll be there any second.
Jesse: Wha-what should we do?
Kyle: Get the hell outta there.
Jesse: Look Kyle. This is actually a really bad time. Ok, I-I'm gonna have to call you
back.
Kyle: Hello, Jesse. Jesse. You did not just do that.
Michael: Tess you are not here.
Max: Michael, no.
Michael: Maxwell get out of the way.
Max: Not until you calm down.
Michael: Whatever she told you she's lying.
Max: She has my son.
Michael: Well get the baby out of the way.
Max: No. He needs her. If you kill her my son will die.
Michael: Max. What the hell is she doing here?
Max: It's a long story. But we need to get them out of Roswell.
Michael: Yeah, my heart bleeds.
Tess: Nice to see you too, Michael.
Max: Hey, don't start.
Michael: Ah, so you're the one that crashed in the desert the other night.
Tess: You always were the quick one Guerin.
Liz: Get up, bitch!
Liz: I'll kill you. You're a murderer! I'll kill you!
Max: Liz. Liz, no!
Michael: Welcome back.
Liz: I blasted Tess and she went flying.
Maria: Wait a minute. Back up a second. You blasted her?
Liz: Mmhmm.
Maria: I thought your little power flare ups were over with.
Liz: Yeah me too. But I saw her and all of this, energy just came out of me. I mean, all of
this, Like anger and hatred. Ugh. I-it. I just though that that part of my life was dead
and buried.
Tess: Michael have you got any milk?
Michael: Uh, just Snapple.
Tess: Great.
Kyle: Can't you breast feed?
Michael: Wait, let me get this straight. If the baby doesn't need you to survive, then
we can kill you.
Max: Michael.
Isabel: We could. But the Air Force would still be looking for an alien. Looking for
us.
Michael: If the Air Force wants an alien then why don't we just give them one.
Isabel: Turn her in?
Maria: Yeah then they won't be looking for an alien and they'll leave us alone.
Kyle: I'm sensing a plan B.
Max: No. They would throw her in a white room and study her like a lab rat for the rest
of her life. I've been there and I wouldn't wish that on my worst enemy.
Isabel: Max this isn't a decision that you get to make. It affects all three of us.
Maria: Oh no, no, no this is not an alien decision only. She killed Alex. She killed my best friend. I think that we should all get to vote.
Max: All right. Fair enough. Let's put it to a vote. Yes, we turn her in. No, we try to
help her.
Maria: I say yes, turn her in.
Jim: We shouldn't be doing this. I vote no.
Isabel: I trusted you. And Alex...I vote yes.
Max: I vote no. Michael.
Michael: Do it. Turn her in.
Max: Jesse, what do you say?
Jesse: I never met her or Alex. I shouldn't get a vote.
Max: Fair enough. Kyle?
Kyle: I don't know. No. I can't do it.
Maria: All right Liz. Cast your vote, break the tie.
Liz: I vote no.
Maria: What? Are you crazy?
Liz: I made my vote.
Max: So what are we going to do?
Jim: Wait. Pray they don't find us.
And did I say, this is the best quote ever!
Liz: I can't tell you much more than that it wouldn't be safe. For you or for us. I can tell you that we're far away and that we're all trying to avoid the law and do good in the world. Oh, and I guess I should tell you that
Max and I did eventually tie the knot. Give my love to mom. Let her read this journal too. Then give it to Maria's mom and after that take it and burn it out in the desert by the ruins of the pod chamber where my husband was born. So that's the end. Our life in Roswell. What a long strange trip it's been. Will we ever go back? I don't know. Even I can't see everything in the future. All I know is that I'm Liz Parker and I'm happy.
Oh, my. I'm starting to get teary!