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-[breezes blow] -[Hawaiian music plays]

Well, a winter storm warning has been issued

for the Hawaiian Islands, with northwest winds

currently reaching 60 miles an hour.

Now, this is a big one, folks, so...

for all you surfers out there,

have the good sense to stay out of the water.

Waves are prime, man!

15-footers, easy. Maybe 20.

How's the feed, bro?

Clear video and audio on this end.

[thunder]

[Scott] OK, last one, Alex.

Weather's turning against us.

Spoken like a true main-lander.

Listen, bro, big storms equal massive breakers.

Yahoo-ho!

Whoo-hoo-hoo! Yeah! Whoa!

Alex!

Alex!

Alex!

[Alex coughing]

[Alex] Scott!

[Scott] Alex!

Man, you freaked me out.

[Scott chuckles]

Yeah. So much for my highlight reel, huh?

Yeah. And where are you?

I don't even see you out there.

[Scott] Uh...

got a little problem, bro.

Um, I'm stuck in a riptide, and it's pulling me out to sea.

I'll go call the Harbor patrol.

[Alex] No, forget that, man. I'll look like a fool.

Just come out and get me.

[Scott] Uh,

all right. I'll do what I can.

[boat accelerating]

[Alex] Scott?

Scott, are you there?

Scott?

[Scott] I'm here.

I borrowed a boat. Can you see me?

No, and I can hardly see the shore anymore, either.

Don't worry, Alex. I'll find you.

Just send me up a flare.

I see it. Again!

Gotcha! I'm on the way!

Come on, Alex. Just a couple more.

[gasps] I'm spent, man.

If I do, I'll lose it.

I'll go under.

[Scott] Alex, I'm losing your signal.

Alex!

I need the harbor patrol.

[radio statics]

Multiple storm fronts.

Wind direction west-northwest, 18 knots.

Harbor patrol. Call letters, please.

Hello?

[man on radio] Is anyone there?

Hello? Are you there?

Is anyone there?

Mayday!

[on statics] Copy that. Proceed to...

Mayday!

[screams]

[Kitty] Hello? Oh, Lance.

Hey, I got it, bobby! Get off the phone!

Sorry. So, what's goin' on?

[chuckles] Oh, yeah, right.

I could totally see us walking around the mall together.

What makes you think I'd wanna go--

[Kurt clearing his throat]

Hey, Kitty, how's it going?

Uh, hey, let me think about it. I'll call you back.

[laughs] What have you done to yourself?

Unh! I've been working out. Can you tell?

Oh! Bummer!

[giggles] You shouldn't be messing with your image inducer, Kurt.

Dude, you've really got to lay off those burger bombs.

[newscaster on TV] ...where high and low pressure systems have collided,

adding to an already entrenched subtropical trough below the jet stream.

This impressive storm is making landfall in Hawaii as we speak,

with both harbor patrol and coast guard spread too thin for the many rescues.

[Kurt] Hawaii?

Isn't that where Scott is this week?

Yeah.

I'm sure he wasn't dumb enough to go surfing, though.

But Alex?

Hmm. I wouldn't doubt it if he was right out there in it.

Ah! Uh! Augh! Oof!

Unh!

I repeat. This is Scott Summers.

I'm about 3 miles off Fin Ridge Point

searching for my brother, Alex Masters.

[dispatcher] Scott Summers ,

[statics] confirm position as--

Hello?

Hello?

[Alex] Scott?

I'm gonna try firing off another one.

Look for it.

OK, I'm ready.

You're close.

Here I come.

[Alex screaming]

No!

Alex.

Alex!

[pilot] Kona Tower, 0-1-2-4. visibility, 2 miles.

Current heading, vector 0-1-3 off fin ridge.

Still no sign of the vessel.

Alex!

[honks]

Alex!

Alex!

Scott?

Uh, gotcha!

Alex! Man, I don't believe it.

I was starting to lose hope.

Yeah, well...

I was gettin' tired of waiting for you to find me.

So much for a nice, relaxing visit, huh?

What, you're not having fun?

[Scott] Hang on!

[engine revving]

[children giggling]

[children giggling]

Ha!

People! People!

That's not how you have a snowball fight.

This is how you have a snowball fight.

-[Evan] Yo, Jean. -Huh?

You better come in here and see this.

[newscaster] Again, with only a few hours of daylight left,

the search continues for two lost teenage boys,

Alex Masters and Scott Summers.

[gasps]

[Xavier] Storm, prep the X-Jet.

[both scream]

[engine knocking]

Oh, no.

Hey...

I thought I heard a chopper out there.

That was our engine cutting out.

Quick, check the holds for a gas can.

[gasps]

Ah!

Whah!

[pilot] Is that them?

What kind of flare is that?

We're drifting sideways!

Found one!

[Scott] Ah. Get ready! This is a big one!

[both scream]

Scott! Scott, where are you?

Scott, I'm right here.

Just hang on to this.

[both] Huh?

[Scott] That's...

Not a good thing.

Yeah. You know something?

[Alex] You stink at rescues.

Man, you and your: "big storms equal massive breakers."

This massive enough for you, little brother?

[both screaming]

It just figures, too, you know?

What?

You and I.

We finally connect.

I mean, we were just getting to know each other.

Hey, knock it off.

This is not over.

I'm serious.

I mean, I'd just filed to have my last name changed

Back to Summers.

Us brothers gotta stick together, you know?

We'll get out of this, Alex. I promise.

For all we know, a rescue chopper could be here any minute.

[laughing] Oh, you are good.

You've been in the water longest.

You're going up first.

-But-- -No buts! That's an older brother rule.

[Scott] Get used to it.

[gasps]

Kona tower, 0-1-2-4,

I am in total system failure,

and I'm declaring an emergency at this time.

[screams]

[gasps]

[screaming]

[screaming]

Alex, take the harness off!

Take it off!

[Alex] What?

Take it off!

Wh-wha-- [gulps]

[gasps]

[gasping]

[both gasp]

A cutter should be locking on to our position.

Yeah, but I don't see those boys.

The rescue chopper went down.

[Storm] No word on Scott or Alex.

We're closing in on its last coordinates.

Wait. What are those?

[Jean] Tornadoes?

[Storm] Funnel clouds.

They shouldn't be a problem unless they touch down in the water.

Hey, hey! Alex, no snoozin'.

Come on. Stay alert.

But I'm wiped, man.

I am so out of it.

Just hold on a little longer.

Hey, for all we know, a rescue chopper could be here any minute.

[thunders crashing]

You're losing your touch.

Hey, it worked last time.

Those 2 boys,

They're still out there somewhere.

We looked, but we couldn't find them.

-Hang on! -Ah!

[Storm] I see them!

We better move quickly.

[Alex] Look at that!

[both gasp]

It's pulling us in!

Alex, swim! Swim!

[both grunting]

[both screaming]

Look!

[both gasping]

[Scott] Look, the X-Jet!

[Storm] Jean, now!

I cannot hold it back for long!

-[Scott] Jean! -[Jean] Hang on!

[Scott] That's it. Just a little further.

[groans]

[groans]

[groans]

[Jean] There're in. Go, go, go!

Storm, hang on!

[panting]

Are they all right?

They're gonna be fine.

Scott,

you kept me alive out there.

If it wasn't for you--

Hey...

it's like you said...

us brothers gotta stick together.

Besides,

I'm sure you'll be returning the favor someday.

I'll contact search and rescue and let them know the boys are safe.

Well, so much for our winter wonderland.

I can see now that teaching mutants will require entirely different skills.

Is Scott up for visitors?

Yes. Jean's in there with him now.

Oh, and, uh, Kurt,

I've repaired your image inducer.

Great! I'm... sorry, about messing with it professor

I won't do it again. I promise.

Yes, I know you won't.

Here you go. Open wide.

I wonder if Alex is getting this kind of attention at his house.

Well, after seeing how his parents greeted him,

I wouldn't doubt it.

[Kurt] Hey. Welcome back, sailor.

Uh, thanks...

Ma'am.

Ma'am? What's that supposed to mean?

[gasps]

Ah! Professor!

I'm sorry. I couldn't resist.

[theme music playing]