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[announcer] Yes, our girls had a winning soccer season.

They thought like a team.

They played like a team.

And they respected each other as teammates.

And it's those teammates who unanimously voted their choice

for this year's most valuable player award,

Jean Grey.

[cheering]

Way to go, Jean.

[whistling]

[Risty] Way to go, darling!

Yeah! Whoo-hoo! Jean!

Is that any way to support your housemate?

Perky Jean's got enough people gushing over her.

[cheering]

Uh, thank you, Principal Kelly.

And, uh, I-I want to thank all of you--

[Rogue] Yeah, Jean.

Ride that popularity train for all it's worth.

Why's she looking at me?

Uh, sorry, I-I want to, uh--

[Cyclops] Stay cool, Jean. Don't get stressed.

Come on. You can do it.

Oh, man. Is she freezing up?

G lad that's not me up there.

Uh, I, uh, I...

When is this going to be over?

Man, what is her problem?

[audience murmuring]

[overlapping thoughts]

Stop it!

I can't hear myself think!

[theme music playing]

[audience murmuring]

Uh, sorry.

Heh, lost my head there for a sec.

[audience laughs]

As I was saying, I would like to thank all my teammates,

uh, our coach,

and everyone who showed up and supported us.

[Spyke] I just think it's unfair, is all. Girl, I'd cinch an MVP.

Evan, face it.

Skateboarding will never be a school sport.

We're living behind the times, man.

Kitty! Hey, wait up. I'll walk you to chemistry.

-[Cyclops] Hey. -Hey.

That, uh, speech was just like one of your games.

Had me on the edge of my seat.

Yeah?

I guess I was kinda nervous.

Nervous? You were terrified.

It's no big deal, Scott.

I'd better get to class.

[Jean] Uh, see you at Duncan's tonight?

-Duncan's? -The party.

Oh, didn't he invite you?

Uh, well, it's OK. You, I got, you know,

a-all this homework and stuff and--

Be there for me.

It'll be fun.

No, really. I like chemistry.

At our other school, I was totally into it.

Yeah? You ever make a stink bomb?

Well, no, but Blob makes them all the time in his sleep.

Ha! If you get my drift.

[giggles]

[man] The time has come, the walrus said, to talk of many things.

And the first is an apology.

I'm Mr. McCoy, and I'm sorry for being late.

They have me serving double duty as your phys ed coach.

Lucky us.

So, anyway,

that experiment you're all just dying to do,

I say, let's do it and get it over with, huh?

Who's up for making a stink bomb?

[all] Oh, yeah!

[all cheering]

-[gasps] -Whoa! Watch it!

Hey, Scott.

Got a remedy for stink bomb aroma?

Oh! Yeah. Isolation.

[sighs]

[giggling]

Woof! Woof!

Hey! Ah! Unh!

No running in here, or you're...

gonna smash through a wall or something.

Whoa.

Oh! Drake, try cleaning up your ice.

-Ah! -[crash]

Oops.

[moaning]

[car engine starting]

[pop music playing over speakers]

Hut 1. Hut 2.

Hike!

Goal!

Ah!

[groans]

Obviously, this is not the party I should be going to.

It's called soccer, Mr. Gridiron. Not football.

Gee, not where I'm from.

Hey, moody girl. What's eating you?

Where I'm from,

people like me never party with people like them.

[door opens]

[Scott] Yo, Dunc.

So, what? You're just going to take off?

Yeah, I'm pretty much done celebrating Jean's popularity.

Know what I think?

You've got a little thing for Scott Summers.

-[gasp] -I do not.

I'm out of here.

All right. I'll go with you. But I hope we don't miss anything.

[grunting]

You guys care for any hors d'oeuvres?

Like some macho cheese dip?

Yeah, sure. But with a soda.

[both grunting]

[grunting]

Are they really playing ping pong?

Nope. Dueling.

-Ah! -[gasps]

[grunting]

Uh.

Oh!

-[grunting] -Uh.

Game, set and match.

Time for a word with our sponsor.

What?

Duncan, what is going on with you two?

Hey, I didn't invite him.

Yeah, and what's up with that?

If I'm gonna get chewed out, might as well be while we're dancing.

I'm serious, Duncan.

Please don't make me choose between you and my friends.

[girl] What does she see in that guy?

[boy] Like, who eats pizza with pineapple?

[boy 2] I can't believe Duncan's parents let him throw parties.

[girl 2] Since when are girl jocks more popular...

[overlapping thoughts]

[groaning]

Jean? Are you all right?

-Ah! -[groans]

-Ah!

[groaning]

Jean?

Ah!

Ah!

Jean!

Jean!

Scott!

Ah! Unh!

[gasp]

[sighs]

-Hey. -[gasps]

-What happened? -[splash]

Summers! What the heck are you doing?

Checking your chlorine level.

Look, I'm really sorry.

"It'll be fun," she tells me.

It was an accident, Scott.

You startled me. That's why it happened.

Why what happened?

My bath.

It's not worth talking about.

What's not worth talking about?

Nothing.

-[sighs] -I'm going to bed.

Uh, Jean, perhaps we should--

Ororo's visiting her sister upstate.

But maybe the others are around.

And that leads us back to the foyer, where everyone forgets their manners

and just stares at you.

Uh, hey, Risty. What's up?

Oh, look. You're soaking wet.

I knew we'd miss something by leaving early.

Be honest. How do I smell now?

Huh? Where'd you come from?

Uh, I, uh...

[metal clinking]

And they say I don't follow the rules.

Rogue.

Don't worry about it, Rogue.

I'll see you at school.

Yeah, see ya.

[car engine starting]

I'm sorry, Rogue.

Visits need to be scheduled for obvious reasons.

Whatever. I just won't have any more friends over.

[Rogue] You wouldn't treat Jean like this.

Hey, that's not true.

He doesn't treat me any different than you.

Hey, who gave you permission to go into my head?

What? Oh! I-I'm sorry. I didn't realize it.

Yeah, right.

You're having trouble with your telepathy, aren't you?

-Did you-- -No.

I didn't have to probe your mind to realize it.

I'm just tired. It was a long soccer season,

and tomorrow, I've got track and field tryouts

and Scott and Duncan have been going at it.

Perhaps it is fatigue.

Or it could be that your powers are growing.

Let me help you control them, Jean.

That's why I'm here.

That's why you're here.

Professor, I can handle it. Really. Don't be worried.

All I need is a good night's sleep.

All right then.

Good night, Jean.

[blowing whistle]

[grunts]

Heh.

[grunts]

[grunts]

[grunts]

[grunts]

[grunts]

[gasps]

-Unh! Ah! -[grunts]

[grunting]

Hit the showers, Matthews.

-You're off the team. -But...

Go.

[gasps]

[overlapping thoughts]

[groaning]

[gasps]

Keep your eyes closed.

-Coach? -Go take five, huh?

OK, who's running the 200?

[groaning]

Oh, no.

Huh?

[groan]

[all] Ah!

[groaning]

-[groaning] -Jean! Jean, what's wrong?

Scott, help me.

I can't stop it.

I can't! I--

Oh!

[tires squealing]

Professor!

[Xavier] Put her on the table, Scott.

[grunting]

Please, Scott.

I'll let you know as soon as I know something.

But, professor, I should--

[Wolverine] You heard the man.

[Xavier] Jean, can you hear me?

Why's she looking at me?

[overlapping thoughts]

Jean, Jean.

I can help you. If you'll let me.

Jean!

[screaming]

[Xavier] No! No!

-Jean! -Wait!

[scream]

What is going on up there?

-[rumbling] -[gasps]

-Yeah, is Jean all right? -No, she's not.

Her powers are evolving too rapidly for her to control.

[rumbling]

I've got to get back up there.

Wait. You can't even get close to her.

We need a plan.

Like what?

I have an idea.

You say there's too much going on in Jean's head?

Then let me drain some off.

[Xavier] No, Rogue. It may be too much for you.

I can handle it. Just let me try.

There's so much chaos in her mind.

What she needs is something to focus on.

If rogue can clear her thoughts, then maybe I can get her to focus on me.

We don't have too many options, Charles.

Very well, then.

I fear we haven't much time.

The clock's running. Let's move.

-Huh? -Unh!

-Thanks a lot. -Oh, sorry.

Unh!

Hang on. We're going in.

-Unh! -Oh!

[grunts]

Now, Rogue. You must do it now.

[grunts]

[grunts]

[grunts]

[screaming]

[gasps]

[screaming]

Ah!

Ah!

[grunts]

Jean, it's Scott.

Please, listen to my voice.

Focus on it.

[Jean] Scott? Where are you?

Jean?

Help me, Scott!

I will, Jean. Just focus on me.

[gasps]

I-I can't. I'm losing you.

No! No, don't tell me what you can't do.

I know you better than anyone ever has.

Or ever will.

Come on, you can do this.

-Scott. -Scott.

Ah!

[moaning]

[gasps]

-[gasp] -Jean.

[Scott] She's got it under control.

And the professor will be working with her every day

-to keep it that way. -Great.

You risked so much to save her, Rogue.

What made you do it?

It was nothing.

Yes, it was.

Tell me.

Me and miss popularity there? We're worlds apart.

Galaxies.

But then, I realized something.

What?

That she'd do the same thing for me.

Believe it, Rogue.

We all would.

[wind blowing]

Mm, I smell roses.

They're for you.

Thank you, Scott.

-They're beautiful. -Yeah.

Unfortunately, they came with a card, signed by Duncan.

Damaged during delivery, I see.

So, uh, how much of last night do you remember?

It's pretty much a blank.

And I'm glad, too.

Yeah, yeah. I guess you'd rather not even think about

the whole thing, huh?

-Exactly. -[chuckles]

You know, that's what I like about you, Scott.

You know me better than anyone ever has, or ever will.

[theme music playing]