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Thank you.
Can you believe this heat?
It's not the heat, it's the humidity.
There you go again. Every night the same thing. I say heat, you say humidity.
Yeah, well, it's true.
It's midnight, and it's still 97 degrees.
That's humidity.
Yeah, but it's the humidity that's making you uncomfortable.
Humidity just makes me wet. You are making me uncomfortable.
Ah, you're just bored.
Bored?
Guarding an empty warehouse?
I just can't take that.
It's getting cold.
Just as I thought.
A faulty AE -35 unit. We'll need a replacement.
No prob. I'll just hop in one of the mini jets and pick up a spare assessor.
Jubilee? What?
You know you're not authorized to fly the mini -jet solo.
But I'm ready!
Not according to your simulator tests.
Jubilee, you can't keep acting like some impulsive child.
Well, maybe if you stopped treating me like one.
I didn't catch that. Attention.
I am registering violent mutant activity.
Scanning federal satellite transmissions to corroborate. What type of
installation is that?
Property is identified as a federal storage depot. Restricted access.
Can you determine the nature of the attacking mutant's powers?
Formation and manipulation of ice.
But storms in Africa.
Mutant has been identified.
That's... Bobby.
Robert Drake.
Also known as Iceman.
I hate when I do that.
X -Men, assemble at the Blackbird at once.
Professor, what's our situation?
I'll explain once we're airborne.
This better be good.
If I don't get a full night's sleep, I'm cranky all day.
Mansion's all locked up. Let's jet.
No, Jubilee. You stay here and prepare the infirmary in case we need it. But...
That's an order, young lady.
The infirmary?
What am I, a candy slicer?
It's just like before. The guy is trouble.
He's an X -Man.
Was.
What are we up against with this Iceman?
We're not against him, Wolverine. So then we're with him? Of course not.
He's destroying federal property.
Boy, I'm glad we cleared that up.
Bobby was one of the original X -Men.
Until that.
Left. As in quit or canned.
Bobby was difficult.
Always up to some mischief.
But never like this.
You always made excuses for him.
You'd never let the rest of us get away with half the things he did.
I'm not surprised Drake's gone bad. He's a renegade.
Renegade? No, free -spirited, perhaps. There you go again, coddling him. And
are being intransigent. Listen to me. I don't know what Bobby's up to, but I do
not want him harmed.
All right,
split up. We grab Iceman.
And we get clear without taking on those soldiers.
Whoa, this is getting way too hot for me. I see you have retained your
sense of humor.
Beast! What's up besides you?
Xavier sent you.
Professor Xavier was concerned for your safety.
I don't want his help.
For your...
Okay,
pal. You come easy, or I get to make cocktail ice for a hundred.
Sorry, pal.
You're skating on thin ice.
So are you, Drake.
Much of overkill there, squinty. You have no right to wear that uniform.
It appears we have overstayed our welcome.
Something tells me this is your run -of -the -mill storage table.
You have a great facility for the obvious.
Professor Xavier, we've got Drake, but there's a small army between us and a
Blackbird. This could get ugly. Please look after Bobby.
I'll see what I can do.
tactic, eminently preferable to a physical confrontation.
Says who?
Let's move.
I insist you tell me what you were doing at that government complex.
I have nothing to say to you. We probably saved your life last night.
asked you to.
What's with those two? I've never seen the professor so angry.
It's a surrogate father -son dynamic with unresolved issues of dominance.
Feast in English?
Bobby likes to question authority.
You owe the professor an explanation.
Why? Last time I checked, I'd flunked out of this loony bin. You didn't flunk.
You chose to leave.
I chose to think for myself instead of always playing the good soldier boy.
Ooh, them right words.
Don't push me, Drake.
I push back.
Anytime, Apple Polisher. I'm right here.
Stop it! Both of you!
Are you going back to that compound?
Maybe. I cannot condone. It's my life!
I'm not one of your students anymore.
You can't tell me what to feel and who to fight. You can't send me to detention
hall. On the contrary, until you prove that you are no danger to yourself or to
others, that's exactly where you're going.
Hey, what is this?
Let me down!
A gravity suspension device I recently constructed.
Using technology gleaned from the Shi 'ar craft found in the Morlock tunnels,
is designed to promote healing.
I see it also serves another function.
You don't understand.
I've got to get back to that people.
Bobby, tell us why.
Trust me.
Trust you?
I tried that once.
I can't trust any of you.
Let me out of here!
Searching for data.
Subject, Iceman.
Shh!
Cut the volume down, will ya?
Drake, Robert.
Second member of X -Men.
Recruited by Xavier at age 16. High potential, low discipline.
And seriously cute.
Gotta be careful about pretty packages.
What's inside is usually trouble.
I didn't hear you come in. Did you know Bobby?
Nope. Before my time.
From what I hear, he's dangerous to have around.
Hmm. Kind of like you.
Food for the flesh and the spirit.
My spirit and I aren't hungry.
Your attack on that federal compound suggests that you hunger for something.
Revenge, perhaps?
Or information?
I'm sorry, Hank. I can't tell you.
By the way, where's Lorna? This has nothing to do with Lorna! Who's Lorna?
Bobby, I am your friend. I was then, I am now.
Tell me what happened.
Try doing what Xavier one would never enough to leave
Then
after we nearly lost Lorna I took off
And Lorna came with me
I Got a job
We lived like normal people.
We weren't trying to fight the entire world.
We were young and very much in love.
Then the arguments began. Always about our powers and our duty to use them in
the fight for mutants' rights.
Orna sounded more and more like Xavier.
But I still loved her.
One day I came by her apartment.
It was dark.
Place was a wreck.
My only lead was a scrap of paper with the name Curvy Glen.
The location of that storage depot. I think the government grabbed Lorna.
Bummer.
Hank, get me out of here.
Let go of the past.
Xavier wants to help you. But first, you must trust him.
I can't.
That's a pity, old friend. Without trust... The world can be a lonely
Yes, it can.
Huh?
The book.
Bobby, I forgot to give you.
Oh, no.
Perfect. You'll never expect it to hit him again so soon.
I wouldn't be so sure about that.
I don't care. I'm going in.
Stay put.
No way!
Would you keep it down?
I was good enough to help you back at the mansion. I'm good enough to help you
here. You're right.
Let's go.
So wait up!
Nail that camera.
Let's go.
Cool. Told you.
This is a piece of cake.
And where the crumb?
Excellent work.
Take them inside.
When I get my hands on Drake, he's going to be sorry he took Jubilee.
It's my fault.
I should have found a way to reach him.
How do you know she didn't help him escape?
Yes, she may have overheard my exchange with Bobby and had sympathy for his
dilemma. This is Drake's fault, not yours.
He has no respect for anyone.
Give him an order, he ignores it.
Scott, losing Bobby again has made me realize that sometimes good leadership
knowing when not to give orders.
Don't worry.
I won't say I told you so.
Bobby's heavy work.
We're going in, Professor. Keep this channel open.
Good luck.
Attention, security guard.
Pull back.
Do not confront the intruders. Leave them.
Or us.
Mutant project.
That sounds gross.
Oh.
You wouldn't happen to have an aspirin the size of a butt, would you?
Sorry. Left it in my other purse.
These metal mittens block my powers.
Somebody really did their homework.
Yeah?
Guess they forgot to read the chapter about me.
Let's go.
Time to kiss this door goodbye.
You! You!
Jubilee, how could you help this misfit escape?
Because he needed us.
The professor and the rest of you guys were too busy condemning him to notice
it. That's ridiculous.
No, Cyclops. Jubilee is right. I fell back into my old role as Bobby's
disapproving headmaster.
I should have found a new role as his friend.
Hate to butt up the therapy session, but your hour is up.
Who the heck are they?
Let's move.
I got one!
Nice uniform, pal
I don't like your attitude.
Cyclops, do you read me?
Cyclops! I don't understand, kid.
I do not believe we have been introduced.
Oh, dear.
Yo, Tiny, time for you to deal.
Go on.
Take your best shot.
It's your fate, pal.
What's this? A two -for -one sale?
No.
It's more like a baker's dozen.
I must do something to
end this.
Heck, men.
Mutants who are fighting seem to know the limits of your powers. Learn from
Jubilee and Cyclops. Change adversaries.
Adjust your tactics to throw them off balance.
Ow!
Thanks a lot.
Care to trade?
With pleasure.
Well, it looks like Xavier had these guys think... Yeah, not bad for
an old man, eh?
All right, where's Lorna Dane?
She's right here.
Lorna!
Bobby, I... Havoc!
Are you all right?
Bobby, I'm sorry.
Professor Charles Xavier, I am Forge. That is Havoc, Multiple Man,
Strong Guy, Quicksilver, Wolf Bane.
We are a mutant team recently formed under the auspices of the federal
government. What do you mean?
I work closely with the government in this area. I have been told of no such
program. You, above all people, can appreciate our need for secrecy.
Great. Now they're hiring mutants to wipe out other mutants. Not so.
We want to make the world safe for all mutants.
Yourselves included.
Why did you attack us?
You broke into our training camp.
I must admit we did not warn you. I thought a friendly little skirmish with
X -Men might teach us a few pointers.
I got your pointers.
Right here.
What are you doing here?
Forge recruited me in Seattle because of my experience with the X -Men.
The way you felt you would have tried to stop me.
So we faked my own disappearance.
Why didn't you tell me later?
Let me know something.
I needed to start over.
Without the X -Men.
Without you. I would have come.
I would have...
When I joined X -Factor, I also fell in love with Havoc.
Havoc and I are fighting to make things better for mutants.
I'm using my powers to help people who need me.
You've lost touch with that, Bobby.
And when you did, I lost touch with what I loved about you.
I'm sorry.
You'll get over it.
Professor!
Bunch of rookies. Some other time.
I'm counting on it.
Likewise.
Don't go.
Yes, Bobby.
Perhaps we should all try again.
Rejoin the X -Men?
Nothing's changed, Professor.
By this afternoon, I'd be driving you crazy.
Come on. I like having someone around who can get into trouble instead of me.
Hey, thanks, kid.
You're okay.
I'm counting on you to keep this big shot on his toes after I'm gone.
Think we'll see him again?
I can only hope.
Thank you.
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