Track their relationship from the beginning . . .
Track their relationship from the beginning . . .
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1.08 Heat Wave
1.12 The Convention
1.14 Independence Day
2.10 A Roswell Christmas Carol
2.12 We Are Family
(Amy turns around and sees Sheriff Valenti)
AMY: Oh, jeez.
SHERIFF: Amy De Luca.
AMY: Hello, Sheriff.
SHERIFF: So, ya stayin' out of the slammer?
AMY: Oh, very amusing.
SHERIFF: What are you doing here?
AMY: This Topolsky woman calls me up, leaves me this cryptic message that I need to come in here and discuss my daughter's future. And then when I get here, they tell me she's...well, the word they use is "disappeared". You know, I carve time out of my hectic schedule to meet her.
SHERIFF: You know, being a single parent myself, I know how difficult that can be.
AMY: Really? Well, it looks like we finally have something in common.
SHERIFF: Will wonders never cease?
AMY: (chuckles) Yeah.
(Amy and Valenti walk off in opposite directions)
(Sheriff Valenti walks in)
AMY: Sheriff, uh...
SHERIFF: Hi. I stopped by your shop. They told me you were here.
AMY: Oh, nothing's wrong?
SHERIFF: No, nothing's wrong. It's just, uh...
SHERIFF (to Jeff): It's kinda personal.
JEFF: Oh. (chuckles)
(Mr. Parker leaves Mrs. De Luca and Sheriff Valenti alone)
SHERIFF: Um...Amy...listen, about what happened. It's just, uh...I realize it was a long time ago, and I just want to make sure that you know that...I was just doing my job.
AMY: Oh, yeah. Well, I appreciate the sentiment, Sheriff, but it did scar me for life and all, so...
SHERIFF: You were breaking the law. You were stopping honest, hard-working people from doing their jobs.
AMY: Those honest hard-working people were destroying a 200-year-old piece of Native American architecture...raping our town of its history.
SHERIFF: Amy, the Native Americans wanted that thing torn down more than anybody.
AMY: That's not the point.
SHERIFF: Well, it is kinda the point...
AMY: There were more than 20 of us out there that day. I was 18. Naive. Clueless. Why did you pick on me?
SHERIFF: Cuz you were cute.
AMY: Cute?
SHERIFF: You were wearing the cowboy boots and a little skirt. Well, I had to arrest somebody, so...
(Amy laughs nervously)
AMY: Well, I don't know what to say. I'm outraged. I am now outraged. You are looking at an outraged woman. Sorry. It must be the heat.
SHERIFF: I just, uh...I just wanted to apologize. It's good to see you again, Amy.
AMY: (chuckles) Well...
(Maria walks in)
MARIA: Mom. What are you doing here?
AMY: Oh, hi Maria. Um, you know Jim.
MARIA: Jim?
(Across town, Sheriff Valenti and Amy De Luca are having dinner together)
AMY: The truth is...I think I was just a bit upset when that Topolsky person called me. Maria and I aren't as close as we used to be.
SHERIFF: I'm never sure what's going on with Kyle these days. I mean, there was a time before Michelle and I broke up...
AMY: I know, I know. Maria used to tell me every single detail of her life. We'd have these long, intense conversations and...you know, and now she's just so guarded, I...take the whole Alex situation...
SHERIFF: Alex?
AMY: Alex Whitman. Maria, Liz, and Alex used to be inseparable. They'd go everywhere together, do everything...she hardly even speaks to him now. She has not seen him in weeks. And she won't tell me what it's about.
WAITER: Sheriff. Uh, there's a phone call for you. It's an emergency.
SHERIFF: Yeah? All right. I'm on my way.
SHERIFF (to Amy): Amy, I am so sorry about this. There's been a disturbance across town.
AMY: Oh, it's ok.
(Sheriff Valenti is wandering around the UFO Center and spots Hubble. As he starts to walk towards him, he runs into Amy De Luca)
AMY: Jim...Hi.
SHERIFF: Hey, Amy.
AMY: I didn't think UFO conventions were your cup of tea.
SHERIFF: I'm just here to see a friend.
AMY: Oh.
SHERIFF: I'll catch up with you later, Amy.
AMY: Hi, girls! I have pies.
LIZ: Wow, that's a lot of pies!
AMY: Yes! I have chocolate, banana, rhubarb, strawberry, and coconut.
SHERIFF: Did I hear someone say coconut? How'd you know that was my very favorite?
(Amy chuckles)
MARIA: Excuse me while I go and throw up.
AMY: I only made one. Sorry.
SHERIFF: That's a shame, cuz that looks awful good, and so do you, Amy.
AMY: Oh, well. I'd make you another one, but it'd probably just go to waste, considering on our last 2 outings you didn't really make it to dessert.
SHERIFF: Ah. Work called.
AMY: Mmm. Yes, but see, when I make a pie for someone, I expect it to get eaten.
SHERIFF: Well, how about this evening, then? I'll tell you what, Amy. If you make it, I'll eat it.
AMY: Hmm. Fine. Just remember, Jim, in this state we have a 3 strikes law now.
SHERIFF: Yes, ma'am.
(Liz and Maria go to Maria's house to study)
LIZ: Oh, I am so wiped out. I don't know if I'm good for any studying tonight.
MARIA: Here. Sugar rush. Always works for me.
LIZ: Ok.
(Liz looks around and spots a half-eaten coconut pie)
LIZ: Maria.
(Maria walks around and accidentally sits on Sheriff Valenti's hat)
MARIA: Huh!
(Liz and Maria look around the room and hear muffled laughing)
LIZ: Oh, my God!
MARIA: I know, come on.
(Liz and Maria tiptoe back to the front door and open and close it)
MARIA: Mom! I'm home!
(Amy appears from the bedroom looking a bit disheveled)
AMY: Hi, girls! Uh...what are you doing home so early?
MARIA: It's 10:30.
AMY: Oh, my God! I must have lost track of time. Uh, you want some pie?
MARIA: No, no.
LIZ: No, thank you.
MARIA: Um. Uh, we...we're...we're gonna go in my room and study, and you should go to sleep, cuz you've got a really big day tomorrow.
AMY: I will.
MARIA: Soon?
AMY: Very.
MARIA: Alone?
AMY: Of course! I'll be right there.
(Sheriff Valenti walks out and his clothes are quite ruffled)
AMY: Uh, right after I say good night to the sheriff.
SHERIFF: Evening, girls.
LIZ: Hi, sheriff.
(Maria's mom knocks on Maria's door and enters)
AMY: Maria. I need to ask you for some space. I can't feel like you're judging me all the time.
MARIA: I'm just trying to look out for you, mom.
AMY: What are you so worried about?
MARIA: I just don't want you to rush into anything.
AMY: Anything? Or Jim Valenti?
MARIA: I don't trust him, okay, and I don't want him to use you. So...
AMY: What would he be using me for?
MARIA: Well, for the same thing all men want.
AMY: Right. Maria, there are like 3 single guys in all of Roswell and 2 of them live in the Desert Inn retirement community. Ok? Jim is a nice guy. He has a good job, he's responsible, and he's fun.
MARIA: He's a cop. And you're a hippie.
AMY: Well, opposites attract. I don't know.
MARIA: The man's got a lot of baggage, mom. He's been married once.
AMY: Who hasn't been these days?
MARIA: No, but he's that type, you know? That guy, that tough guy who, like, can't open up, or admit he has emotions or, you know, admit that he needs you, you know? Those are the most dangerous of them all, I promise.
AMY: Don't worry, honey. Michael will come around.
MARIA: Mich...what?!? Michael, I was not...I didn't say one thing about Michael.
AMY: Sure you didn't.
MARIA: I meant hypothetically.
AMY: Whatever, honey.
MARIA: Just...just take it slow, all right? Once they get physical, you know, once they get what they want, they disappear.
AMY: I hope you're not talking from experience.
MARIA: Just yours.
AMY: Oh.
(At the Sheriff station, Maria's mom has explained what happend to the Sheriff and he lets Michael go)
AMY: Wait for me outside.
(Amy turns to the Sheriff as Michael and Maria walk out)
AMY: I appreciate you doing this.
SHERIFF: No problem.
AMY: I'm telling you the truth, Jim.
SHERIFF: Well, if you say he was at your house, then he was at your house.
AMY: But you wouldn't have believed Maria?
SHERIFF: Well, she's 16. She'll say anything to protect her boyfriend.
AMY: But she's not just any 16-year-old...she's my daughter.
SHERIFF: Amy, I'm just doing my job.
AMY: Yeah, but it seems that your job keeps coming between us.
SHERIFF: Where's this coming from?
AMY: I like you, Jim...you know I do. But Maria's at that stage now, and you know that stage.
SHERIFF: That I do.
AMY: And I...I have to keep an eye on things. I can't get distracted, and you're a distraction.
SHERIFF: Well, then, don't give me up.
2.10 A Roswell Christmas Carol
(Switch to the supermarket where Sheriff Valenti, Kyle, and Tess are buying groceries. Amy De Luca is also there)
SHERIFF: Whoo. Meaty Man, in case the game runs late on Sunday, and we don't make it to the Crashdown. Go long, go long, go long.
AMY: Oh, my God. Jim.
SHERIFF: Amy De Luca. Merry Christmas.
AMY: Merry Christmas. Oh, merry Christmas, Kyle.
KYLE: Merry Christmas, Mrs. De Luca.
AMY: Oh, my God. This must be the famous Tess. My daughter Maria has told me so much about you.
TESS: Oh, I deny everything.
AMY: Oh, well, this is a true Christmas story, Jim, making a home for this lovely young girl.
SHERIFF: Oh, it's nothing, really.
AMY: Oh, no. Come on. This is what Christmas is all about, you know? Opening your heart and creating new family.
SHERIFF: It's just a temporary thing.
AMY: Oh, never you mind. Come on. This must be a very special year for all of you. You have a new member of your family.
SHERIFF: Yep. Very special.
AMY: Yeah. I bet.
SHERIFF: Ha ha ha ha!
AMY: Well, our tree is overflowing already, but, you know, I always say that you can never have too many Christmas ornaments, right?
(Tess sees this opportunity to add some Christmas ornaments to the shopping cart)
TESS: Right. You know, that's what we say.
AMY: Right. Well, remember, Jim, if you ever want to stop by, there'll always be a De Luca Christmas pie waiting.
SHERIFF: Thanks, Amy.
AMY: Uh, thank you. Ok. Um, bye.
(Tess is complaining about the lack of chairs in the house while Kyle and Valenti are watching TV.)
TESS: Oh, and, uh, where's Amy De Luca going to sit?
SHERIFF: Amy De Luca? Why does Amy De Luca need a place to sit?
TESS: Because...I invited her over to dinner.
SHERIFF: You what?
TESS: Well, I figured if we had a guest, you two would have to shut off the damn TV and pretend to be civilized.
SHERIFF: When is she coming?
(The doorbell rings)
TESS: Uh, about now, actually.
SHERIFF: Oh, my God. No, no, no, no. Shh...ooh, no! Come on, now. Don't do this to me. Come on. Help me out, will you? Don't ever invite somebody over to dinner without telling me first. Ah! Jeez Louise. Oh! Jeez.
(Sheriff Valenti quickly cleans up a bit as best he can. He throws the bag of chips into the kitchen and tucks in his shirt. Kyle is busy sweeping away the chips on the coffee table. Sheriff Valenti takes a deep sigh just before opening the door)
SHERIFF: Amy.
AMY: Hi, Jim. Hi, everyone. It was so nice of you to think of me, Jim, and I loved your note.
SHERIFF: My note...
AMY: I miss you, too.
(Switch back to the Valenti home)
AMY: Are you sure you don't need any help?
TESS: No, I'm fine. So how long have you and the Sheriff known each other?
SHERIFF: Oh, a long time.
AMY: A long, long time. He knew me before I was legal, right, Jim?
SHERIFF: Mm-hmm.
TESS: Really?
AMY: Well, actually, we always sort of knew each other, but the first time we actually met, he almost ran me over with his dirt bike.
SHERIFF: Well, what the hell were you and Curt Pressman doing laying out there on that mesa...
AMY: That is neither the point or proper dinner conversation. Of course, the second time I met him, he arrested me.
TESS: Really, you arrested her?
(Tess brings another dish to the table)
KYLE: Is that 3-cheese potato gratin?
TESS: With bacon on the bottom. Your favorite.
(Tess heads back to the kitchen and Kyle stares at her for a moment)
SHERIFF: Standing in front of a pile of old rocks with a bunch of hippies.
AMY: Oh, for protecting a native american treasure.
SHERIFF: Tomatoes, tomatoes.
AMY: All right, and then finally, the third time we met, he rescued me.
KYLE: Yeah, I've heard that one, but don't let me stop you.
(Kyle goes to the kitchen to help Tess)
SHERIFF: Don't exaggerate. You didn't need to be rescued.
AMY: Of course I did. The attic was engulfed in flames...
KYLE: So you need me to carve that?
TESS: I got it. Thanks.
(Tess uses her power to slice up the turkey)
KYLE: Well, so this...this is really, uh...this is really great.
TESS: Well, I saw a break in the NFL schedule between the 22nd and 24th of December, so I figured...
KYLE: Right. Well, this is the best Christmas dinner we've had in a long time. I mean, 2 guys living alone. We just never really had the Christmas spirit.
(Sheriff Valenti and Amy are laughing in the other room)
TESS: Well, it, uh, looks like he's got the spirit now.
KYLE: That's a really great gift that you gave him...to both of us, I mean.
TESS: This is a great gift to me, too.
(Tess brings the turkey out to the table)
AMY: Oh...
SHERIFF: Ooh...
TESS: There we go! Enjoy, ok?
(Kyle looks at the scene in the dining room and smiles)
(At the end, during the midnight Christmas service, Amy is sitting a row behind the Valenti’s. Jim turns around to look at her and they smile at each other.)
WOMAN ONE: 2 minors in the Sheriff's patrol car, and I heard one missed taking a bullet by inches. It's crazy behavior, plain and simple.
WOMAN TWO: Well, his dad was a loon, and that type of thing's hereditary. And am I the only one wondering why he's escorting children through a deserted wood in the middle of the night?
WOMAN ONE: Well, have you seen the Evans girl? Looks like a supermodel..."trouble" written all over her.
AMY: Well, Nancy Anne, you'd be the expert on statutory rape. I mean, you must have done a ton of research when you found out your husband was sleeping with the baby-sitter, right? Oh, well, one thing you obviously know nothing about is Jim Valenti. Otherwise, you wouldn't be talking such trash. This and 2 scratch-off lottery tickets, please.
(Sheriff Valenti opens the door to find Amy de Luca. She has a picnic basket with her)
SHERIFF: Amy!
AMY: Cahoun Park has a power boat with our names all over it.
SHERIFF: In january.
AMY: No lines!
SHERIFF: Listen, I, uh...I appreciate the invite, Amy. I'm just kinda busy today, so...
AMY: Oh! Doin' what?
SHERIFF: Gutters. I'm cleaning the gutters.
AMY: Really? Well, I'll help you out with that, then.
SHERIFF: Oh, thanks...ha. But...it's all right.
AMY: Oh, cut it out, Jim. Let me be your friend. I have a killer potato salad in here, and it's not supposed to rain til the weekend.
(We see Amy and Jim sitting in a car)
SHERIFF: Thanks for adopting me as your charity case today.
AMY: Oh, don't you dare do that. This had nothing to do with charity.
SHERIFF: Yeah, sure.
AMY: I came to your house today, because I wanted to spend my day with a really good man...and a really good kisser.
(They kiss)