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[snarls]
Gotcha.
The informant was right. This guy's definitely a mutant.
It appears he's chasing someone.
[Trask] Shadow team, take the lead.
Target fixed. Heading 18 degrees north-northeast.
Fisher street storm drain.
[Trask] Affirmative. Employing stealth pod.
[growls and sniffs]
[growls]
Target knows we're tracking him,
but he's intent on pursuing his own quarry.
[operative] Readings indicate that the guy he's chasing
is another mutant.
[moaning]
[roars]
-[growls] -[rattling]
-[metal hums] -[creaks]
Did you see that?
It just bent around him.
Might be the work of that other mutant.
[Trask] Let's take him while we can.
Fire!
Uh?
[theme music playing]
[grunting and growling]
[snarls]
Dr. Trask, we lost the other mutant.
Some kind of magnetic interference.
Call off the search.
Let's just get this one to the facility.
[Jean] Wolverine's gone! I lost him.
Keep trying. He's got to be there.
No, it's like he just... disappeared.
And Sabretooth?
Nothing.
Without Sabretooth, we'll never find Magneto!
I'm sorry, professor. I told you I wasn't ready for this.
I mean, after only four sessions, I shouldn't even--
Jean, Jean, it's not your fault.
Something...
unforeseen must have happened.
So, now we must simply determine what that was.
What did you find?
Nothing. Not a single clue.
I don't get it. A guy like Wolverine isn't about to get taken
without something getting diced up.
Hmm. You're absolutely right.
These slice marks, very clean, very recent.
That's our boy.
Yes, but notice how unnaturally it's twisted and bent.
I've seen this kind of effect before.
Magneto.
[hoots]
[hoots]
[rumbling]
-[Todd] Seen It. Seen it. Hate it. -[TV playing]
Hate it more.
Well, I see you're all hard at work building a brighter tomorrow.
We're getting rigor mortis sitting around here.
There's nothing going on.
On the contrary, it appears our friend Magneto
is up to something quite significant.
That's right, Wanda.
Your loving father has made a bold move.
He's abducted Wolverine.
[all] Uh?
Wolverine? That's crazy. Why would he want to do that?
Why indeed?
Pietro, he's your father, too.
Perhaps you can enlighten us.
Hey, don't ask me. I don't know where he is or what he's doing.
He actually snatched one of the X-Men.
Why?
There's a larger strategy at work here, I can feel it.
Now I'm forced to make my move.
[explosions and crashes]
Ugh! That is so lame.
How does he expect us to survive in a session like that?
Yeah, well, at least you lasted longer than we did,
and I was just getting my frost up.
[explosion]
There he is!
Magma, you're on!
[gasps]
Uh!
Ah!
What happened?
It--It plastered Nightcrawler.
Man, how can one drone tag so many kids?
What about the objective?
Uh, a-about 36 kilometers.
That's 22 miles.
Meters! I meant meters.
Ugh, I hate the metric system!
Uh!
Thanks, Scott.
[Xavier] You're stalling, Cyclops.
Magneto won't be sitting around waiting for you to decide on tactics.
Make a move or relinquish command to Jean.
OK. We're gonna rush him.
[beeping]
Uh!
Ah!
Ah!
[Cyclops] Look out!
[all yelling]
I want to see you all in the planning room now!
You rushed him? Like you were going to take him by surprise?
Professor, I--
Magneto is always two steps ahead, Scott. You'll never take him by surprise, ever!
Excuse me, professor, but what is going on?
You've never driven us this hard.
I had to see.
I had to confirm my fears.
It's clear that none of you are ready to face Magneto.
-I disagree. -Do you?
You couldn't even take care of the Brotherhood!
You newer students, your inexperience will jeopardize the mission.
I simply can't risk using you.
As for the rest, I'm left with the need to bolster your ranks. Therefore...
I'd like you to welcome your new teammates.
You want us to work with them?
No way!
-This is a joke, right? -Not a chance!
Professor, you're not serious, are you?
After what they did to us?
Hey, we won. You lost. Get over it.
Look, I know this will be difficult for some of you,
but despite your personal feelings,
we face tremendous odds going against Magneto,
and we will be a much stronger team with their help.
Why are you guys volunteering for this, anyway?
You don't like us any more than we like you.
We got our reasons.
Yeah. Maybe it's "be kind to losers" week.
And from what I've seen, it looks like you people can use a new team leader.
Yeah? Well, guess what, Shakedown.
You can have the job. Tch!
I'm done with this.
Scott!
Jean, let him go.
[Jean] Let him go? Professor!
Time is of the essence. Right now, we must continue training
while you resume your efforts on Cerebro.
If we find wolverine, we find Magneto.
[van doors opening]
[groans]
[roars]
Ah!
Into the elevator!
Uh. Oh...
This isn't Magneto.
Looks more like... S.H.I.E.L.D.
S.H.I.E.L.D. has nothing to do with this.
I severed my connection
with that shortsighted government agency long ago.
But I was there long enough to learn about mutant scum like you.
Oh, great. A fanatic.
OK, bub.
What did mutants ever do to you?
You are a threat, a menace!
You poison our gene pool and upset the natural balance of power.
We're not all the same.
Some of us fight the good fight.
Yes, but we get caught in the crossfire.
Someone must ensure the survival of our species
before it's too late.
[Trask] That's why I'm leveling the playing field.
Yeah? Well, what do you think you're gonna do?
Ah, skepticism. Good.
We'll see how long that lasts after you've assisted me in a little...
experiment.
-Found anything? -Yes. Look at this.
Cerebro has picked up on Wolverine's healing powers.
Gather the teams.
Orbital maneuvering system, check.
Rotational attitude levels within normal parameters.
[alarm beeping]
Everything's ready, Charles.
Good. Secure the hatch and prepare for takeoff.
But what about Scott?
He still hasn't returned. We can't wait for him any longer.
[sighs] Storm, you know as well as I do that if the boy's lost his confidence,
he'd only be a liability.
This is a mistake, Charles. We need him.
Velocity to X-Jet, all systems are go.
[Beast] Copy that. See you skyward.
[engines power up]
[Magma] Wait!
[computer] Alert. System has been compromised.
Initiating DEFCON 4 defense mode.
What's going on?
[alarm blaring]
Uh!
Uh!
[Cannonball] Ah! Oh!
Amara!
[gasps]
[Tabitha] Let's get out of here!
[explosion]
-[jeep approaching] -[horn honking]
Huh?
Scott, we've been looking all over for you!
The mansion's gone nuts!
It's locked up tight, and there's weapons firing everywhere!
[gasps] DEFCON 4.
Hey, I don't know what happened. I was on my way to the mansion
to talk to Professor X about Mystique.
Whoa! What about Mystique?
She's running the show again.
She's the reason Lance and the brainless boys
attacked you guys at the mall.
That was her? But--
Whoa, whoa, this just isn't adding up.
Mystique's back, but the Brotherhood's helping us?
And now the institute suddenly goes into DEFCON 4.
[Scott] There's something very wrong here.
[Trask] Step forward, Wolverine.
[growls]
What's your game, Trask?
[Trask] Call it research.
I've created a prototype designed to defend mankind
against the mutant threat.
My guardian of the human race...
The Sentinel!
[beeping]
Ah!
Uh?
Ah!
Ah!
Are you sure?
Trust me. It's the only way in.
Uh!
-Smooth, Cannonball. -[alarm blaring]
I told you, we're sealed in.
We need to find the others.
Uh, maybe we ought to wait for them to find us!
[computer] Initiating DEFCON 4 override.
Switching to demolition mode.
The institute will self-destruct in 10 minutes.
[growls]
[moaning]
[theme music playing]
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