Roswell1999

Max:
You lied to me about Vilandra.

Isabel:
I don't know what you're...

Max:
Shut up! She betrayed me... and Michael and Tess and our mother... our whole planet!

Isabel:
Who told you this? Did she tell you this?

Max:
She cared enough to apologize to me. I had to hear it from a stranger. And yet, my own sister...

Isabel:
All right, Max. Fine. Fine. Now you know. I was sick of keeping it a secret. Sick of worrying about disappointing you. The great king.

Max:
I trusted you!

Isabel:
I didn't do anything! I didn't do anything, and I'm not going to stand around and be accused of something someone else did in another lifetime! Something completely irrelevant.

Max:
If it's so irrelevant, why didn't you tell me?

Isabel:
Because! I have my own life, and I can't live it when I am busy trying to prove myself to you all the time. Trying to prove I won't betray you! It is exhausting, living with that.

Max:
I never asked you to prove yourself.

Isabel:
Yes, you did. You treat everybody like they're your property. I don't belong to you, Max. I never did.

Max:
I feel like I don't even know you.

Isabel:
How could you? All you care about is yourself. And Liz Parker, of course. Maybe you're finally getting what you deserve. Finally looking in the mirror and seeing what you really are, and you are no king. You are a self-centered, self-indulgent little boy!