"Company, what do you mean company?" questions Liz. "Max and Isabelle type company?" she asks in a hopeful voice.
"Nope"
"Um..Michael and Maria company?"
"No, I'm sorry, you have one life line left." "Did you wish to phone a friend?"
"Uh, our parents figured out what the fax meant and decided to join us on the road?" asks Liz in a doubtful voice.
"I'm sorry Liz Parker, you are the weakest link," says Kyle.
"Geez Kyle, did you do anything besides watch television in Boston?" "Now, please tell me that is not the FBI out there!"
"Ok, it's not the FBI, but really, it is."
"Kyle, how can you be so calm about this?" asks an agitated Liz.
"Liz, after all we've been through, 4 agents in a car are nothing." "I want you to take our stuff, and climb out the back window." "I'm going to cause a distraction, and you take off on the bike, going west." "After I get away, I'll head south, you circle around and pick me up."
"No way, why don't we both just go out the back way together and make a run for it."
"We need the bike Liz, that's why." "I don't really want to walk the next 500 or so miles."
"Fine, you take the bike, I'll make the distraction."
"No," says Kyle firmly. "Liz, you are far more valuable, I have to protect you." "I failed Isabelle; I'm not going to fail again."
"Kyle, I am not your responsibility, and I can take care of myself!" shouts Liz angrily.
"No, but you are my friend, and I'm not going to lose you too."
Liz acquiesces, but she isn't happy about it. "You know Kyle, you're my friend too, and I don't want anything to happen to you either."
"Don't worry, it won't, no pass me my pack for a second."
Kyle reaches into his bag and pulls out a small bottle of scotch, and takes a small sip. He swishes that around in his mouth and spits it out into the trashcan. He then proceeds to pour half the bottle on himself.
"This is your plan, get drunk?" asks Liz.
"No, my plan is to act drunk." "I haven't had even a beer since my alien powers came to the surface." "Remember how Max was that one time?" "I don't ever want to act like that," says Kyle grinning as he remembers how totally out of control Max was.
"Damn it Kyle, this isn't going to work!"
"Well, it's all we got, so lets do it." "Check out the back window, is anybody out
there?"
Liz goes to the back of the room and looks out side. Fortunately, their room overlooks a steep hill.
"I don't see anyone out there," says Liz.
"Ok, I'll help you out and pass the bags to you, remember wait until you hear me out there before you head for the bike."
"Kyle, be careful, please," she says softly.
"I will be." "Now, if we don't hook up by tomorrow at noon, I want you to head straight to meet the others." "Promise me Liz."
Liz looks doubtful, but nods swiftly and quickly hugs Kyle before climbing out the window. Kyle passes their packs to her, and she sneaks off around the side of the building. A short time later, she hears someone singing loudly. American Pie? she thinks to herself. Doesn't he know any other songs? There is a loud crashing noise, and she hears Kyle banging on the hood of a car.
"Hey, you guys wanna drink?" he shouts
Liz peers around the corner of the building and sees Kyle trying to get the FBI agents to get out of their car.
"She dumped me?" he shouts. "Can you believe she dumped me, wants to go find herself or something."
The FBI agents climb cautiously out of their car and scout the area. Finally, they seem convinced that Kyle is just a heart broken drunk, and they approach him.
"Sir, we're going to have to ask you to step away from our vehicle." "We are here on official business."
"Are you guys cops?" "Hey, maybe I could be a cop." "I bet Lurleen would come back to me if I was a cop." "She never liked my job anyhow." "I don't know why, there is nothing wrong with pumping out septic tanks."
"Sir, we are going to have to ask you to step away from this vehicle!"
Liz, go now, Kyle's voice says in her head.
Liz quietly creeps out from the side of the building and runs to Kyle's motorcycle. She pushes it out of the parking lot to the side of the road and climbs on. Turning back, she looks at Kyle, who is now lying across the hood of the FBI agent's car. She kick starts the bike and heads off down the highway.