Roswell1999

Isabel:
You're not really here. Are you?

Alex:
No. You're talking in your sleep.

Isabel:
God I wish I could really talk to you Alex.

Alex:
I'm the next best thing. What do you want to say?

Isabel:
That I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.

Alex:
Me too.

Isabel:
I never should have called you.

Alex:
I called you. Remember?

Isabel:
I never should've brought you into any of this.

Alex:
Any of what?

Isabel:
[bows her head] Me. My life.

Alex:
You think being with you had something to do with what happened?

Isabel:
Yes, I do. I don't know how but - God, If you hadn't been involved with me.

Alex:
[he tilts her chin so she's looking at him] Hey, if I was really here, I'd tell you you're full of crap. You know that.

Isabel:
Yeah, but it wouldn't make me feel any better.

Alex:
I better go.

Isabel:
Why?

Alex:
I'm not making things any better for you.

Isabel:
No, please. Please don't go.

Alex:
I'm already gone. This is just a dream you'll eventually wake up from.

Isabel:
Will I see you again?

Alex:
That depends on you. But I have a feeling, I wouldn't want me to be here. [They kiss] Bye Isabel.

Isabel:
I love you, Alex. [He stops, turns around]

Alex:
I think we both know... that I loved you too.