Roswell1999

Liz:
Max... everything that we did, everything we felt... was it... was it all just about this... this thing? You know, we don't even know what it is.

Max:
Yet.

Liz:
Max, was it ever just about us? You and me? Because a person could feel like they just served their purpose. You know, like being used.

Max:
Is that what you think? Because you're not the only one who could worry about being used. I mean, some girls would give a lot to see themselves fly through outer space. You know, I'm sure it doesn't compare to other things you could be doing, like watching Kyle barf after a beer blast.

Liz:
I can't believe you just said that.

Max:
Why not?

Liz:
Because it really happened.

Max:
You're kidding me.

Liz:
No. I swear. Last summer. It was a really hot night...

Max:
You know what? No, no... don't tell me.

Liz:
Ok, so what you're saying is that you saved me from a life of watching Kyle barf.

Max:
Liz Parker... I don't think that was ever gonna be your destiny.

Liz:
No?

Max:
No.

Liz:
Ok. Fine. If you know so much, then tell me, Max... what's my destiny?

Max:
I only know the part I'm hoping for.