Author: N/A
Email: [email protected]
Rating: G
Category: Liz/Max
Disclaimers: The characters of Roswell belong to the WB, among others, I'm just borrowing them to tell a tale. The Little Prince belongs to Antoine de Saint-Exupery…and the world!
Summary: Following the "theory of relativity"…this takes place way (way) down the road. If you can't remember the premise established in "relativity" I suggest a quick re-read.
Author's notes/soapbox: I'm sorry but I just think that Liz
has more of a backbone than the show sometimes gives her credit
for. If Max ever has to go "home" - there is no way
that she would let him stay…that's the beauty of
unconditional love. And if you haven't read The Little Prince -
go get yourself a copy! And if it's been a while since you last
read it - go get it and get reading! It truly is one of those
books that should be re-read every now and then…to be
reminded of how beautiful it is.
The Little Prince (Part Two)
(Scene: A bedroom. An older Liz - again 30ish - is lying in
bed drifting off to sleep, as her eyes flutter the scene fades
into one of a certain spot on top of a mesa overlooking the
Mescalero Indian Reservation. Liz is sitting on the ground
admiring the view. An older Max - equally 30ish - enters the
scene and walks up behind her to sit down next to her.)
Max: This is a familiar spot.
Liz: The view here is just so beautiful…
Max (looking at Liz): I couldn't agree more. (Liz looks over at
him and smiles) I miss that smile…my smile.
Liz: Yours and your son's.
Max (sitting down and after a pause): Do you forgive me?
Liz: Do you forgive me?
Max: No.
Liz: You would have stayed and wondered "what if."
Max: Instead I went and wonder "why."
Liz: You know why.
Max: I know…
Liz: You'll never forgive me.
Max: When he forgives me.
Liz: Max, he's not angry with you. He'll understand…
Max: Understand that his father left him.
Liz: His father didn't know about him…he'll be angry with
me, not you.
Max: He'll never be angry with you.
Liz (playfully): Do you know something I don't?
Max: He's his father's son.
Liz (smiling): Indeed. Did you see him tonight?
Max: Yes…I found him sitting on a small planet with three
volcanoes and a rose under a glass globe.
Liz: No sheep?
Max: No - no sheep tonight. God, he loves that story...
Liz: I'm afraid that's my fault.
Max (playfully): You do read other things to him right?
Liz (playfully back): Why Max Evans are you questioning my
parenting skills?
Max: Never!
Liz: Did you notice the view from his planet?
Max: The view?
Liz: When you visit him again look at the stars. He knows all the
major constellations, where they are in the sky and the mythology
behind them. It's like he knows…subconsciously…that
there's something up there - out there for him.
Max: I know how he feels.
Liz (looking over at Max): He's going to need you soon.
Max: What has he done now?
Liz: It's just little stuff right now…but I can sense that
he has questions…ones I'm not sure I know how to answer.
He's only five but…he knows that he can do things the other
kids can't and he doesn't understand why.
Max: I've been hesitant…
Liz: I know.
Max: I just don't want to frighten him or push him away.
Liz: Max, it'd be impossible for you to push him away…he
loves you.
Max: He doesn't even know me.
Liz (gently touching his face, with a pained voice): He does. Oh
Max, he does know you…from me, from your parents, and
because he's your son he'll know it's you when you visit him.
Believe me Max, he knows you and he loves you.
Max: I wish I could give him more.
Liz: Just give him you…that's all he wants.
Max: I wish I could give you more.
Liz: What more could you give me?
Max: A normal life.
Liz (smiling at him): What's so great about normal? And besides,
then we couldn't have real green eggs and ham for breakfast.
Max (looking at her quizzically): Green eggs and ham?
Liz: Maxwell has decided that green is his favorite color…and
discovered that if he wishes really hard he can turn all sorts of
things green…including mommies hair and his favorite
breakfast.
Max (reaching over and touching Liz's long hair): Green?
Liz: Emerald green. (Max's tries to hold back his laughter) Yes,
well we all had a good laugh over it and then a serious talk
about what can and cannot be turned green and when he can and
cannot turn things green.
Max: He must be so scared. I tried to pretend that I didn't have
any powers …thinking that I could make them go away if I
pretended long enough.
Liz (gently): I'm selfishly glad they didn't go away.
Max (looking at her): Selfish…Liz Parker…
Liz (interrupting him playfully): Max Evans - did you divorce me
and not tell me?
Max: Never! (Jokingly) Though, polygamy's pretty big here.
Liz (hitting him): You are not allowed…
Max (interrupting her): I would never want. (He leans in and
kisses her) I love only you…always only you.
Liz: How much?
Max (thinking for a second): The number of raindrops it would
take to build a bridge between us.
Liz (she leans in and kisses him): I love you Max Evans.
Max: How much?
Liz (giving him a sideways glance): Why don't I show you.