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Rating: G

Category: Max/Maxwell

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 Three-The Conclusion)

(Scene: A child's bedroom, on a different night. Maxwell - 5ish - has reluctantly fallen asleep, as he rolls over in bed the scene fades in that of the desert somewhere outside of Roswell. It's nighttime and Maxwell is sitting admiring the view. Max comes into the scene, sees him and walks over to him.)

Max: This is a pretty nice place you got. Mind if I join you?

Maxwell (not looking up at Max): No.

Max (sitting down next to him after a little pause): Do you come here a lot?

Maxwell: My mamma and I come here every year.

Max: Really?

Maxwell: Yea, (pointing to Roswell) that's Roswell. Mamma calls it home even though we don't live there.

Max: Where's your mamma?

Maxwell: She's asleep. Don't tell her that I come here without her. She might get mad at me.

Max (smiling): I doubt that.

Maxwell: I just like to come here by myself sometimes and wait.

Max: Wait?

Maxwell: This is where my daddy left, to go home. I come here every night to see if he's come back.

Max: Every night?

Maxwell: Well sometimes I go other places but this is my favorite.

Max: This is one of my favorite places, too.

Maxwell: Mamma says that Daddy used to take her here all the time when they were younger.

Max: What else does your mamma say?

Maxwell: She says that Daddy is special.

Max: Special?

Maxwell: That there isn't anyone else in the world like Daddy…except me.

Max: Do you know what being special means?

Maxwell: It means if I think too hard stuff happens.

Max (smiling): What kind of stuff happens?

Maxwell: Well if I wish really hard I can turn things green.

Max: Do you like green things?

Maxwell: It's my favorite color…but I don't think Mamma knows that I can turn things other colors, too.

Max: I bet she does. Does other stuff happen too?

Maxwell: Sometimes, like when I get mad…sometimes I break things. Mamma says it's okay because when I'm bigger I'll be able to fix things too.

Max: Does she?

Maxwell: Yea, but I don't get mad very much. Just sometimes.

Max: Well everybody gets mad sometimes. (After a short pause) Is that all the stuff?

Maxwell: No. (He pauses) Sometimes I see things.

Max: What kinds of things?

Maxwell: Sometimes when I'm holding Mamma's hand I see…(looking up at Max for the first time) sometimes I see you. (Max just looks down at him and they stare at each other for a while) Did you love Mamma?

Max: I still do, very much.

Maxwell: Then why did you go?

Max: Mamma wouldn't let me stay.

Maxwell: She wanted you to.

Max: I know. (After a pause) But she wanted me to go more.

Maxwell: I know. (After another long pause) Are you ever coming back?

Max: I want to.

Maxwell: Do you?

Max: More than anything.

Maxwell: Me too.

Max (after a pause): I brought you something. (He pulls out a very tattered copy of The Little Prince and hands it to Maxwell)

Maxwell: It's just like Mamma's copy.

Max: She gave it to me a long time ago.

Maxwell: It's my favorite.

Max: I know, I thought maybe sometimes I could read it to you like Mamma does.

Maxwell: Like when she won't read it to me again and makes me go to bed.

Max: Especially when she makes you go to bed without reading it again!

Maxwell (looking over Max's copy of the book he turns to the inside cover page and something is written there): What's this say (showing the book to Max)?

Max: You can read it.

Maxwell (shoving the book back at Max): You read it.

Max (taking the book): It says…"Wherever this journey we've started takes us we'll always have the stars. And when you go - and someday you will - I'll be able to look up at them and see five hundred million gazes from your beautiful eyes and their warmth will fill me. And that will be enough. That and the memories we'll make between now and then. You've tamed me, Max Evans."

Maxwell: How did you tame Mamma?

Max: I guess by loving her.

Maxwell: Will you tame me too?

Max: Only if you'll tame me.

Maxwell (gets up and sits in Max's lap): Okay.

Max (readjusting he lowers his head to Maxwell's head and kisses the top of it. Maxwell looks up at him): Ready?

Maxwell: Ready.

Max (reading from the book): "Once when I was six years old…"


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