ROSWELL: WHAT MIGHT HAVE BEEN - "Who Am I?" - ACT III - 06/09/04

ACT III


  30 INT. ROSWELL SHERIFF'S DEPT. - VALENTI'S OFFICE - MORNING

Valenti is seated at his desk; Owen is standing by the desk. They are in the middle of a discussion.

OWEN
The bullet's just too distorted to match it to anything. Looks like Beavis and Butthead are gonna get away with it after all.

VALENTI
(under his breath)
They're not the only ones.

OWEN
Huh?

VALENTI
(starts to say something then changes his mind)
Uh ... nothing.

OWEN
(suspicious, fishing for information)
Mr. Parker was a little curious as to why we needed his fingerprints ... why we would be looking for fingerprints on a spent bullet.

VALENTI
(uneasy)
What did you tell him?

OWEN
That it was normal police procedure.
(beat)
Jim, do you suspect that this bullet was planted?

VALENTI
(slight hesitation)
Yes. But as usual, I can't prove a thing. The bullet is the right caliber, based on witnesses' descriptions of the gun, there was a ricochet mark on the fan, and there are no incriminating fingerprints. It just all seems too pat ...
(contemplatively)
Just like Hank showing up at exactly the right moment ... an awful lot of coincidences happen around these kids ...

OWEN
(curious)
Why are you still investigating these kids?

Before Valenti can respond there is a knock on the door; both Owen and Valenti turn towards the sound. Without an invitation Hanson opens the door and enters.

HANSON
Sorry to interrupt, Sir, but we got at least a dozen more calls about those strange lights in the sky last night. And I'm not talking just the fanatics like Milton Ross and Larry Trilling--normal people too. I really think you ought to let me investigate this further.

VALENTI
Fine, Hanson. Go see what you can find out about the reports.

HANSON
Thank you, Sir.

Hanson exits, shutting the door behind him.

VALENTI
Do you think there is anything to this?

OWEN
It's got hoax written all over it, but ...

VALENTI
See what you can find out.

Cut to:

  31 INT. WEST ROSWELL HIGH SCHOOL - HALLWAY - SAME

Max, Michael and Isabel are walking down the hallway, talking as they walk.

ISABEL
(to Max)
I was thinking maybe you and I could try together tonight when you get back from Frazier Woods and I get back from the concert. We might have better luck getting in if there's two of us.

MAX
So you think you weren't strong enough alone?

ISABEL
I'm not sure. Maybe the picture didn't work because it's not a true representation of him. You know, if he's not ... normal.
(beat)
I just think we might as well try all avenues. We'll probably get home around the same time--

MICHAEL
(interrupting)
I can't believe you're still going to that concert with all we have to do--

ISABEL
(indignant)
Are you saying I'm not doing my part?

MICHAEL
No, it's just ...

ISABEL
(realization dawns)
It's just that you don't want to babysit the Peterson kids tonight.

Max's eyes widen at this information. He looks with amusement at Michael's shocked expression as he whispers an aside to Isabel.

MAX
(incredulous)
You got Michael to agree to babysit?
(impressed)
You're good!

ISABEL
(smiling at the praise, whispers back)
I know.

MICHAEL
It's not fair that you're still holding me to that.

ISABEL
And just why isn't it fair?

MICHAEL
Because I'm not taking Maria to the dance, so I don't need the dance lessons that started this deal.

ISABEL
That's not my problem. A deal's a deal.

MAX
(as an aside to Isabel; teasing)
Oh, that's cold!

MICHAEL
(to Isabel, with no enthusiasm)
Right.

He walks off ahead of them, not happy.

ISABEL
By the way, if he calls you tonight asking for help, don't answer your phone.

On Max's puzzled look we cut to:

  32 INT. PETERSON HOUSE - KITCHEN - NIGHT

Michael is sitting at the kitchen table. Lisa, an 18 month-old, is in her highchair next to him. She is feeding herself macaroni and cheese, which is down her chin, all over her tray, on the floor, and in Michael's hair. Lisa puts some of her dinner on her spoon, starts to bring it too her mouth as she watches Michael, then laughing, flings it to the floor. Michael is not amused, but trying to be patient.

MICHAEL
You think that's funny don't you?

Lisa giggles.

MICHAEL
Things that happen in threes are funny. Trust me, this stopped being funny after the third time.

Michael spoons up some macaroni and cheese and puts it into Lisa's mouth. She holds it in her mouth briefly, then, laughing, lets it dribble out down her chin. We hear a crash from another room. Michael's head quickly turns in the direction from which the sound of the crash came.

MICHAEL
(calling out)
Joey! Are you all right!? What are you doing?

JOEY (VO)
Where's Kimbie!? I can't find Kimbie!

Michael lifts Lisa from the highchair and, carrying her, hurries towards the bathroom. Joey, a four year-old is standing in the bathroom surrounded by a mess. Items that were on the tank top are now all over the floor. There is also toothpaste all over the mirror and the toilet paper has been totally unrolled all over the floor. Michael puts Lisa down and surveys the damage.

MICHAEL
What the--. What are you doing!?

JOEY
(innocently)
Looking for Kimbie.

Michael picks up the spent toothpaste tube.

MICHAEL
And you thought Kimbie would be in here?

JOEY
He could be anywhere.

MICHAEL
Who, or what, is this Kimbie?

JOEY
He's Kimbie!

Joey runs out of the bathroom towards his bedroom. Michael starts to follow then realizes that Lisa is gone. He looks down the hall and sees her in the kitchen eating macaroni and cheese off the floor.

MICHAEL
(under his breath)
Isabel, you are so gonna pay for this.

Cut to:

  33 INT. LAS CRUCES UNIVERSITY CONCERT HALL - CONTINUOUS

Nelly Furtado is performing on stage. The place is packed. Isabel, Vanessa and Elana are dancing in the aisles.

Cut to:

  34 INT. VALENTI DINING ROOM - NIGHT

Kyle is setting the table. He's scowling; this is not how he wanted to spend the evening. Valenti comes in, tucking in his shirt. He is obviously freshly showered and shaved and a little nervous. As he passes by Kyle, and goes into the kitchen, Kyle sniffs the air.

KYLE
(surprised)
Cologne?

Valenti stops in his tracks, turns and looks at Kyle.

VALENTI
Too much?

KYLE
No. I'm just not used to you wearing it.
(beat, teasing)
When was the last time?

VALENTI
Never mind.

Valenti continues into the kitchen, opens the oven and sticks a fork into a baked potato.

VALENTI
(calling out to Kyle)
Potatoes are done. Did you turn the chicken on the barbecue?

KYLE (VO)
(exasperated)
Yes, I turned the chicken.

VALENTI
How about the salad? Did you toss the salad?

Kyle appears in the kitchen doorway and leans on the frame.

KYLE
Yes, I tossed the salad.

VALENTI
Good, then we should be just about-- The bathroom! Oh my God, the bathroom. I didn't--

KYLE
(interrupting)
Relax! I cleaned the bathroom while you were getting dressed.
(pause)
You know, I don't know why I'm doing all the work when these are your guests.

VALENTI
They are our guests, and I couldn't help it if I had to work late; it's not like I can schedule the three-car pile ups.
(beat)
I just want everything to go well; I don't want to scare her off on her first visit.

KYLE
Don't you mean their first visit?

VALENTI
Huh? Oh! Right ... their first visit. Anyway, I really appreciate everything you've done, and I will make it up to you.

Kyle rolls his eyes; he's heard that before. The doorbell rings.

VALENTI
They're here.
(turns to Kyle, who is still scowling)
Smile! This isn't Chinese water torture.

Valenti goes to answer the door.

KYLE
(mumbling to himself)
Maybe not for you.

Valenti opens the door with a big smile on his face. Amy is standing on the porch with a pie in her hands. Maria is behind her, holding another.

VALENTI
Amy! Welcome!

AMY
(smiling)
Hi, Jim!
(noticing Kyle behind Valenti)
Hi, Kyle.

KYLE
Mrs. DeLuca.

Amy and Maria both step into the house. Amy holds up the pie as she speaks.

AMY
I brought a coconut cream pie. I remembered it was your favorite.

VALENTI
(with a twinkle in his eye)
Anything you bake is my favorite.

Amy laughs; Maria rolls her eyes like she might be ill.

VALENTI (cont'd)
It's good to see you, Maria.

MARIA
(unenthusiastically)
Thanks ... Sheriff.

She turns to Kyle and holds out the pie she has been holding.

MARIA (cont'd)
Hey. This one's for you--Dune's Spiced Apple. You said that was your favorite, right?

KYLE
(taking pie; smiling for the first time)
Yeah, right. Thanks.

VALENTI
(takes pie from Kyle)
Kyle, take their coats. Can I get you something to drink? I'm serving a Gewurztraminer with dinner.

AMY
(impressed)
Gewurztraminer, huh? I have to admit, I wouldn't have taken you for a wine connoisseur.

VALENTI
Am I that easy to read?

AMY
No, I have a feeling you're full of surprises.

VALENTI
Well, you're right about that ... You're also right about the wine. I asked Mike at Alien Spirits to recommend something.

AMY
(laughs)
A Gewurz sounds perfect.

VALENTI
Maria?

MARIA
A Gewurz sounds great.

AMY
She'll have a Coke.

MARIA
I'll have a Coke.

VALENTI
Kyle, would you like a Coke?

KYLE
Sure, why not.

VALENTI
Fine, two Gewurztraminers and two Cokes coming up.

Valenti heads for the kitchen with the pies. Kyle takes their coats and steers them toward the living room couch.

Cut to:

  35 INT. PETERSON HOUSE - KITCHEN - CONTINUOUS

Lisa is back in her highchair. Michael is on the phone. The kitchen, and he, are still a mess.

Cut to:

  36 EXT. WHITMAN BACKYARD - CONTINUOUS

Alex is working on the light show. His cell phone is ringing. He takes it out of his pocket and checks the phone number on the display. Then he pulls a piece of paper from his pocket which has "Petersons 505-555-6748" written on it.

ALEX
(as he puts his phone back in his pocket)
Sorry, Michael.

Cut to:

  37 INT. PETERSON HOUSE - KITCHEN - CONTINUOUS

Michael is still on the phone.

ALEX (VO)
I'm sorry I can't take your call--

Michael slams down the receiver.

MICHAEL
(to Lisa)
Max, Liz, and Alex are all not answering their cell phones. I smell a conspiracy, don't you?

Lisa giggles. Michael hesitates but finally picks up the phone again.

MICHAEL
(in receiver)
Maria?

Cut to:

  38 INT. LAS CRUCES UNIVERSITY CONCERT HALL - CONTINUOUS

Isabel shows Vanessa and Elana a new dance maneuver.

ELANA
(coyly)
You planning to teach Alex this move at the Spring Blastoff?

ISABEL
(surprised)
Are you trying to tell me Alex's band didn't get the gig?

VANESSA
You can't say anything because the official announcement won't be made until tomorrow, but yes, "The Whits" won't be playing at the dance.

ISABEL
What happened? I thought you said they were a shoo-in?

Elana and Vanessa smile conspiratorially.

ELANA
They were until we voted with Sandy for her cousin's band.

ISABEL
Why would you do that?

VANESSA
(perplexed)
We thought you wanted us to.

ISABEL
I never asked you to do that!

ELANA
No, but you told us you wanted to go to the dance with Alex and you wouldn't have been able to if his band got the gig.

VANESSA
We thought you would be happy, and thank us.

ISABEL
(indignant)
Sorry to disappoint you but I'm not gonna thank you. I'm not a willing partner in your little conspiracy. You need to fix this.

ELANA
But then we'd have to admit we threw our votes.

VANESSA
Yeah, and that's not gonna happen.

ISABEL
But that's the right thing to do.

ELANA
No, the right thing is for you to go to the dance with Alex.

VANESSA
Yeah, chill out, Isabel and just enjoy the opportunity ... I'm sure Alex will.

Cut to:

  39 INT. PETERSON HOUSE - BATHROOM - LATER

Michael is in the bathroom trying to get the macaroni and cheese out of his hair. He tries, unsuccessfully, to use his powers on it. In the background we can hear Joey still asking for Kimbie and things crashing in the kitchen. Michael grips the sides of the sink and closes his eyes as if counting to ten.

MICHAEL
(sotto voice)
Maria, where are you?

Cut to:

  40 INT. VALENTI DINING ROOM - CONTINUOUS

They are all seated at the dining table in the middle of the meal. There is an awkward silence. Maria is wolfing down her meal. Kyle is obviously bored.

AMY
(filling space)
This meal is great, Jim. Thank you so much for inviting us.
(to Maria)
Isn't this great, Maria?

MARIA
(mouth full)
Yeah ... gweat.

VALENTI
(pleased that Amy is pleased)
Thanks!

AMY
And the wine is wonderful. Be sure to thank Mike for his suggestion.

VALENTI
I will.

There is another lull to the conversation.

KYLE
(filling space)
So, Mrs. DeLuca, how long have you known my dad?

AMY
Oh, gee, it seems like forever. I knew of your dad long before I met him, partly because he was a town deputy.

Amy glances at Valenti as she reveals the next bit of information, to get his reaction.

AMY (cont'd)
I even had a crush on him when I was a teenager. He looked so handsome in his uniform.

Valenti is pleased and surprised.

KYLE
So what can you tell me about my father's youth?
(turning to his father)
How about it, Dad, can she reveal any skeletons in your past?

VALENTI
(joking)
Me? Nah! I led a very clean cut life.

AMY
(laughs)
Oh right, Jim. Tell us another one.
(to Kyle)
Your father had a bit of a devilish streak in him when he was your age.

VALENTI
How would you know? You were just a child when I was Kyle's age.

AMY
(mischievously)
I had my sources. Does the name Elaine Spencer ring a bell?

Valenti's eyes light up at the memory and then his expression changes, as he realizes where this conversation is going.

VALENTI
Uh oh.

AMY
(still looking at Valenti, smiling)
Elaine's my older cousin and she told me quite a few stories of when you two were dating in high school.

VALENTI
I deny everything. It won't hold up in court ... it's all hearsay!

Amy laughs; the kids start to protest.

KYLE
(to Valenti)
Oh no, you're not getting off that easily.
(to Amy)
Come on, spill.

VALENTI
Don't forget, Amy. As a deputy, it was my duty to keep an eye on all the teenagers. I have a few stories of my own to tell.

MARIA
Really!? Do tell!

Valenti laughs. Maria and Kyle exchange "now things are getting interesting" glances and lean forward eagerly. The ringing of the phone interrupts them. Amy gives Valenti a "not again" look.

VALENTI
(smiles at Amy)
The machine will get it.

Amy smiles back. We hear the answering machine click on.

VALENTI (VO)
Hi, you've reached Jim and Kyle. Sorry we weren't able to take your call. Please leave a message at the beep.

The machine beeps.

HANSON (VO)
Sheriff, I just thought you might want to know that the "Bat Signals" are back. Locations are slightly different: same residential neighborhood as last night, but the other one is in Frazier Woods this time, not the desert highway. And when you come in tomorrow I think you should speak to Deputy Green about proper protocol. This was my case, but he went out on the call while I was in the men's room.

There's a click as Deputy Hanson hangs up. The camera has shown Maria's and Valenti's reactions to the message--her eyes widened at the mention of the sighting, but she quickly recovered and tried to appear as if the call meant nothing to her; his eyes widened at the mention of Deputy Green.

Cut to commercial:

END OF ACT III

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