Roswell1999

Liz:
I really need your help. I know something's wrong. I know what they're saying about you isn't true. But I don't know where to go from here. I really wish you could - give me some advice, point my in a direction.

[Liz scans the room with her eyes and they fall upon Alex's desk. She goes over and picks up his book, The Poetry of Robert Frost book. She opens it to a page marked with tickets]

Liz:
[reading the book] The woods are lovely, dark and deep, but I have promises to keep and miles to go before I sleep and miles to go before I sleep.

[Liz looks at the tickets-concert tickets to Beth Orton]

Liz:
[whispers loudly] Thank You