Roswell, Season One

Maria:
I'm worried for you.

Liz:
Why?

Maria:
Because this isn't you.

Liz:
Yes, Maria, see... this is, this is me. I'm sitting right next to you.

Maria:
I just don't want you to go too far.

Liz:
I think I want to.

Maria:
Are you crazy? This is dangerous. This isn't like a game! We don't even know what could happen!

Liz:
Look who's talking! You were the first one to take the plunge, Maria!

Maria:
Michael and I just kissed. Okay, fine. We did a little more than kissing. But, look, I wasn't getting visions, and I didn't have glowing hickeys and rashes and... look, Liz, the bottom line is that we don't know what this is about, all right? Female spiders can, you know, bite off the males' heads after they mate. What if they need someone to mate with to get certain information, you know? And then... Blttt! You know?

Liz:
What're you been trying to say? That Max is just gonna bite my head off?

Maria:
Uh, no. What I'm saying is, how do you know that he's not like using you?

Liz:
Maria, because it... it... it feels right. I'm sorry. It feels right in a way that nothing has felt right in my life before.