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Mutants. Since the discovery of their existence...

they have been regarded with fear...

suspicion, often hatred.

Across the planet, debate rages.

Are mutants the next link in the evolutionary chain...

or simply a new species of humanity...

fighting for their share of the world?

Either way, it is an historical fact:

Sharing the world has never been humanity's defining attribute.

"We are not enemies, but friends.

"We must not be enemies.

"Though passion may have strained...

it must not break the bonds of our affection."

Lincoln said that in his first inaugural address as our nation's 16th president.

It's one of my favorites.

So, if you'll please have your tickets ready...

we can begin the tour.

Jackie, could you clear my schedule this evening?

- I wanna have dinner with my son. - Yes, Mr. President.

Excuse me, sir. Are you lost?

Perimeter breach at visitor's checkpoint.

Multiple subjects.

Mr. President, security breach. Jackie, leave. Let's get him out to the car.

Exit's not clear. We don't know how many there are.

Post five. Secure.

- There's something in the corridor. - To the shelter.

Negative! Not clear!

- It's outside the oval office. - Lock this place down!

- Don't shoot! - There!

My God.

Neanderthals. We once believed that they were wiped out...

by years of conflict with a much more advanced branch of humanity...

called Cro-Magnon man.

But recent research into our own DNA...

suggests that these two species may have interbred...

evolving into modern humans.

- In other words, into what? - Us.

Us. Right.

Artie, not here.

Come on. Pay attention.

Makes me insane when she does this.

What are you looking at, you sick...

Busted my lip.

- I have cancer. - To the shelter!

- No! - Hi.

They're gonna kill...

What's wrong with this? It doesn't work.

- Jean? You okay? - Yeah.

Yeah, I'm fine.

It's just, uh... just a headache.

It's not just a headache, is it?

Listen, I... I wasn't really sure how to say this...

- but ever since Liberty Island, you've been... - Scott.

You've been different.

My telepathy's been off lately.

- I can't seem to focus. I can hear everything. - It's not just your telepathy.

A month ago, you had to concentrate just to levitate a book or a chair across the room.

Now, when you have a nightmare, the entire bedroom shakes.

My dreams are getting worse.

Scott.

I keep feeling something terrible is about to happen.

I would never let anything happen to you.

Hey. Have you guys seen Bobby and Rogue?

Something's happening in the food court.

- My brother asked you a simple question. - Why are you being such a dick?

Yeah, why are you being such a dick?

Because I can.

Can I have a light?

Hmm.

- Sorry. I can't help you out, pal. - John, knock it off.

Why don't you stop showing off?

For her? I can't help it if your girlfriend's getting excited.

- I don't think she's getting excited. - Trying to have a good time.

I think you're the only one having a good time.

Hey!

- That's real cute, man. - What are you gonna do?

Suddenly, you're not so tough.

Hello? Honey, can you hear me?

Bobby, what did you do?

- I didn't do this. - No.

I did.

And the next time you feel like showing off, don't.

Breaking news. We're coming to you live from Washington...

where there's been an attack in the Oval Office of the White House.

Details are still coming in, but we have been informed...

that the president and vice-president were not harmed.

Sources say the attack involved one or more mutants.

I think it's time to leave, Professor.

- Authorities have closed off... - I think you're right.

Yearrgh! Unh!

My opinion? Magneto's behind this.

No. I don't think so, Scott.

While Eric is capable of organizing something like this from prison...

for him it would be irrational.

It would only hurt his goal of mutant prosperity.

- You mean superiority. - You're right.

- If Eric had his way... - Of course, you know how the government will respond.

They'll reintroduce the Registration Act.

Or worse. The president could declare a state of emergency.

Place every mutant in the country under arrest.

Do you think the assassin was working alone?

Well, we'll only know that if we find him before the authorities do.

I've been trying to track him using Cerebro...

but his movements are inexplicably erratic.

When I have more exact coordinates...

Storm, Jean, I'll need you to take the jet and try and pick him up.

It was close, wasn't it?

Closer than anyone's admitted.

- What do you need, William? - Just your authorization...

for a special operation.

Uh, no, thank you, Mr. President.

And somehow I thought you were here to talk about school reform.

Funny you should say that, Mr. President.

- Senator. - Mr. President.

- Thank you for having me. - Senator Kelly, this is Colonel William Stryker.

- How do you do? - His department has been dealing with the mutant phenomenon...

since before my time.

As I recall, you were a staunch supporter of the Registration Act, Senator.

It seems your ideas on the mutant problem have changed recently.

For the best, I hope.

So, what are you proposing, Mr. Stryker?

Uh, may I, Mr. President?

We've managed to gather evidence of a mutant training facility...

in the Salem region of upstate New York.

Where did you get this information?

Interrogation of one of the mutant terrorists...

from the Liberty Island incident.

Eric? Eric Lehnsherr?

- You have access to him? - Magneto. Yes.

We developed the technology that built his plastic prison.

- This facility is a school. - Sure it is.

- What the hell is that? - A jet.

- What kind of jet? - We don't know...

but it comes up out of the basketball court.

If we'd been allowed to do our jobs, Mr. President, before this incident...

All right. Listen.

William, you enter, you detain, you question...

but the last thing we need to see...

is the body of a mutant kid on the 6:00 news.

- Mr. Stryker. - Senator Kelly.

This is Yuriko, my personal assistant.

- Quite a handshake. - What can I do for you?

Uh, Eric Lehnsherr's prison. I'd like to arrange a visit if possible.

It isn't a petting zoo, Senator.

In this conflict, he is the enemy.

You're just a spectator. So why don't you sit this one out, all right?

Conflict? Mr. Stryker, do you really want to turn this into some kind of war?

I was piloting black-ops missions in the jungles of North Vietnam...

while you were sucking on your mama's tit at Woodstock, Kelly.

Don't lecture me about war.

This already is a war.

- You're dead. You're so dead. - You're dead.

I... I don't wanna hurt you.

I'm not afraid.

Hey.

- Logan! - It's Logan.

You miss me, kid?

- Not really. - Mm. How you doing?

- I'm okay. How are you? - Who's this?

- Oh, this is Bobby. He's my... - I'm her boyfriend.

Call me Iceman.

Right. Boyfriend?

So how do you guys...

Well, we're still working on that.

Look who's come back. Just in time.

- For what? - We need a baby-sitter.

- Baby-sitter? - Nice to see you again, Logan.

- Hi, Logan. - Hi, Jean.

Uh, I should go and get the jet ready.

Yeah, well, it was good to meet you.

- Come on. Let's go. - Bye, Logan.

- I'll see you later. - Okay.

Storm and I are heading to Boston.

We won't be gone long.

The professor wants us to track down a mutant who attacked the president.

So it was a mutant?

You'll be here when we get back...

unless you plan on running off again.

Well, I can probably think of a few reasons to stick around.

Find what you were looking for, Logan?

More or less.

I'll see you boys later.

- Be safe, okay? - You too.

- Bye. - See ya.

Aren't you gonna welcome me home?

Your bike needs gas.

Then fill her up.

Mr. Laurio.

How long can we keep this up?

How long is your sentence?

- Forever. - Not necessarily forever, Mr. Lehnsherr.

Just until I've got all that I need.

Mr. Stryker. How kind of you to visit.

Have you come back to make sure the tax-payers' dollars are keeping me comfortable?

Ohh!

Done. You can go.

Now...

Mr. Lehnsherr...

I'd like to have one final talk...

about the house that Xavier built...

and the machine called Cerebro.

Logan, my tolerance for your smoking in the mansion notwithstanding...

continue smoking that in here and you'll spend the rest of your days...

under the belief that you're a six-year-old girl.

- You'd do that? - I'd have Jean braid your hair.

Welcome back.

Ooh.

You want me to leave?

No.Just don't move.

These lights represent every living person on the planet.

White lights are humans.

And these are the mutants.

Through Cerebro, I'm connected to them.

And they to me.

You see, Logan...

We're not as alone as you think.

I found the base at Alkali Lake.

There was nothing there.

The broken line represents the path of the mutant who attacked the president.

I've been finding it difficult to get a lock on him.

Well, can't you just concentrate harder?

If I wanted to kill him, yes.

There.

Looks like he's finally stopped running.

I need you to read my mind again.

Logan...

I'm afraid the results will be the same as before.

- We had a deal. - The mind is not a box that can be simply unlocked and opened.

- It's a beehive with a million different compartments. - Spare me the lecture.

I have no doubt that your amnesia, your adamantium skeleton, the claws...

are all somehow connected.

But, Logan...

sometimes the mind needs to discover things for itself.

I promise you we'll talk again when I return.

Oh. If you will be kind enough to watch over the children tonight...

Scott and I are going to visit an old friend.

I'm sending coordinates of where the mutant seems to have settled for now.

Soon as you find him, bring him back to the mansion.

Let's hope he cooperates.

Yes. For his sake. Good luck.

Stryker, William.

What are you doing in here?

Estoy tirando la basura.

Garbage.

These are the coordinates.

He's a teleporter.

Must be why the professor had trouble locking onto him.

We're not here to hurt you!

We just wanna talk!

- Are you bored yet? - Oh, yeah.

Sure you don't wanna come down?

- You have him? - He's not going anywhere.

Are you?

Please don't kill me. I didn't mean to harm anyone.

Now why would people have gotten that impression?

- What's your name? - Wagner. Kurt Wagner.

There was so much shooting...

such fear...

and then there was only pain.

I could see it all happening...

but I couldn't stop myself.

It was like a bad dream.

Perhaps He is testing me.

And before you were in the White House...

what do you remember?

Nothing. I was here.

Jean.

I'd rather get him back to the professor.

The professor?

Did you do these yourself?

Yes.

And what about this?

I need you to read my mind again.

I'm afraid the results will be the same as before.

- He'll be indestructible. - His entire skeleton...

- Adamantium. - Sometimes the mind needs to discover things for itself.

Wolverine.

No memory. He'll have no memory.

A dozen tourists in the White House during the attack...

are still being held for questioning.

Best tasting food. A machine that's so darn easy...

...president will address the nation...

For the White House assassin, following hundreds of...

Can't sleep?

- How can you tell? - 'Cause you're awake.

Right. How about you?

I don't sleep.

Hey.

Doesn't anybody sleep around here?

Apparently not.

- Got any beer? - This is a school.

- So that's a "no"? - Yeah, that's a "no."

Got anything other than chocolate milk?

There should be some soda in that small cupboard.

- Thanks. - No problem.

I'll take him from here.

It's all right, Scott.

- Nice shades. - Thanks.

Charles Xavier. Have you come to rescue me?

Sorry, Eric. Not today.

To what do I owe the pleasure?

The assassination attempt on the president...

- What do you know about it? - Nothing.

Only what I read in the papers.

You really shouldn't have to ask, Charles.

What's happened to you?

I've had frequent visits from William Stryker.

You remember him, don't you?

William Stryker.

His son, Jason, was once a student of yours, wasn't he?

Yes. Years ago.

Unfortunately, I wasn't able to help him...

at least not in the way that his father wanted.

And now you think that taking in the Wolverine...

will make up for your failure with Stryker's son.

- How long you been here? - Couple years.

And your parents just sent you off to mutant school?

Actually, my parents think this is a prep school.

Oh, I see.

- I suppose lots of prep schools have their own dorms, campuses... - Jets.

- So you and Rogue, huh? - Yeah.

It's not what you think. I'd like it to be, but it's just...

It's just that it's not easy...

when you wanna be closer to someone...

but you can't.

You know, I've seen how you look at Dr. Grey.

- Excuse me? - Nothing.

You haven't told him about his past, have you?

I've put him on the path.

Logan's mind is still fragile.

Is it?

Or are you afraid of losing one of your precious X-Men...

old friend?

Eric, what have you done?

I'm sorry, Charles.

I couldn't help it.

What have you told Stryker?

Everything.

The war has begun.

- Scott! - You should've killed me when you had the chance!

But now and then...

every mother needs to get away.

Without her, the babies are helpless.

Sensing danger, the mother rat races home.

The babies can't even see the killer.

And someone uninvited is coming to dinner.

She arrives too late for one baby.

The centipede was deadly.

Hi.

- What is it? - Shh, shh.

You picked the wrong house, bub.

You all right?

Stay here.

- Come on! - Run!

Move, move, move!

- This way. - Let's go. Come on!

Go, go, go!

Run!

- Run! - John! Hey. Where's Rogue?

- I don't know. - I gotta find her.

Hey!

- Come on! - Here. Take her.

Hurry!

Go on. Get in. Let's go. Let's go.

- Come on. - Let's go! Come on!

Hey. Take him. He's stunned.

- I can help you. - Help them.

- Rogue! - Bobby!

This way.

Come on. Everybody, follow me up here.

Move! Move! Go! Go!

Come on.

Let's go.

Come on. This way.

This is it.

Logan!

You wanna shoot me? Shoot me!

Don't shoot him!

Not yet.

Wolverine?

Well, I must admit, this is certainly the last place...

I'd expect to find you.

How long has it been? Fifteen years?

You haven't changed one bit.

Me, on the other hand...

Nature.

Wait! Wait! You guys, we gotta do something. They're gonna kill him.

- He can handle himself. Let's go. - Bobby!

Please.

I didn't realize Xavier was taking in animals...

even animals as unique as you.

Who are you?

Don't you remember?

No! No!

Logan, come on. Let's go.

- Logan. - Go! I'll be fine.

But we won't.

Go. Keep going.

- All right. Get in. Get in! - I'm driving.

Hey. Maybe next time.

This is Cyclops's car.

Oh, yeah?

What the hell was that back there?

Stryker. His name is Stryker.

Who is he?

I can't remember.

Zone one clear.

Roger that.

Here. This is yours.

I don't like uncomfortable silences.

What are you doing?

I don't think that's the CD player.

Whoa.

Sit back.

- Where we going? - Storm and Jean are in Boston. We'll head that way.

- My parents live in Boston. - Good.

Sergeant?

Most of the mutants escaped through a series of tunnels that weren't in our schematics.

We have several in custody.

- How many? - Six, sir.

Welcome, Professor.

Take what we need, gentlemen.

Look, I just think all this anti-mutant protesting...

underscores the genuine growing concern among most Americans.

- I think mutant registration... - But why stop there?

Maybe it would be easier to round up mutants by the truckload.

- Or maybe you'd like all-out war, Mr. Shaw. - Oh, please.

Turn that shit off, Lou.

Lot on your mind?

Mr. Laurio?

I'm Grace.

You want another beer?

Of course you do.

- You're really aggressive. - Yes, I am.

Oh, I... I've never hooked up with a girl like you before.

I know.

It's, uh, kinda dirty in here, don't you think?

That's the idea. Velcro.

- Nice. - Bottom's up.

I certainly hope so.

Bottom's up.

- William. - Please, Xavier, don't get up.

I call it the neural inhibitor.

It keeps you outta here.

What have you done with Scott?

Don't worry. I'm just giving him a little reeducation.

Of course, you know all about that, don't you?

William, you wanted me to cure your son.

- But mutation is not a disease. - You're lying!

You were more frightened of him than I was.

You know, just one year after Jason returned from your school...

my wife...

You see he resented us.

He blamed us for his condition.

So he would toy with our minds...

projecting visions and scenarios into our brains.

Well, my wife, in the end...

She took a power drill to her left temple...

in an attempt to bore the images out.

My boy, the great illusionist.

For someone who hates mutants...

you certainly keep some strange company.

Oh, they serve their purpose...

as long as they can be controlled.

You arranged the attack on the president.

You didn't even have to read my mind.

You know, I've been working with mutants as long as you have, Xavier...

but the most frustrating thing I've learned...

is that nobody really knows how many even exist...

or how to find them...

except you.

Unfortunately, this little potion won't work on you, will it?

You're much too powerful for that.

Instead, we'll go right to the source.

Allow me to introduce mutant 143.

The fluid secreted by his brain acts as a mind-controlling agent.

But that's only where it begins.

Jason.

Oh, my God, William. This is your son.

- What have you done to him? - No, Charles!

My son is dead...

just like the rest of you.

Mom? Dad? Ronny?

Is anybody home?

I'll try and find you some clothes.

Don't burn anything.

Hey. I found some of my mom's old clothes.

I think they're from before I was born.

Groovy.

Hello.

Hello.

Come on, Jean. Where are you?

These are my grandmother's.

Thanks.

You won't hurt me.

Wow.

I'm... I'm sorry.

It's okay.

Mmm.

Hey, Ronny. Next time you...

Who the hell are you?

- Uh... - Bobby.

Honey, aren't you supposed to be at school?

- Bobby, who is this guy? - Uh, this is Professor Logan.

There's something I need to tell you.

You're clear.

Have a nice sleep, Lehnsherr?

There's something different about you, Mr. Laurio.

Yeah. I was having a good day.

No. No, it's not that.

- Sit down. - No.

Sit your ass down.

What could it be?

What are you doing?

Ahh. There it is.

Too much iron in your blood.

Mr. Laurio, never trust a beautiful woman...

especially one who's interested in you.

So, uh...

when did you first know you were a...

- A... - A mutant?

Would you cut that out?

You have to understand,

We thought Bobby was going to a school for the gifted.

- Bobby is gifted. - We know that. We just didn't realize he was...

We still love you, Bobby. It's just this mutant problem is a little...

- What mutant problem? - Complicated.

What exactly are you a professor of, Mr. Logan?

Art.

Well, you should see what Bobby can do.

Bobby.

I can do a lot more than that.

Oh. Ronny!

- This is all my fault. - Actually...

they discovered that males are the ones who carry the mutant gene and pass it on...

so it's his fault.

...the assassination attempt...

911. Please state your emergency.

I need the police. There are people in our house.

- They won't let us leave. - Authorities refused to comment...

but it's believed that a manhunt for several fugitives from the facility...

is now underway.

Nobody's responding. I can't get a signal.

Why don't you take a break? I'll keep trying.

Right.

So, what are they?

They are angelic symbols...

passed on to mankind by the Archangel Gabriel.

They're beautiful. How many do you have?

One for every sin...

so quite a few.

You and Miss Grey are schoolteachers?

Yes. At a school for people like us... where we can be safe.

Safe from what?

Everyone else.

You know, outside of the circus, most people were afraid of me.

But I didn't hate them. I pitied them.

Do you know why?

Because most people will never know anything...

beyond what they see with their own two eyes.

Well, I gave up on pity a long time ago.

Someone so beautiful should not be so angry.

Sometimes anger...

can help you survive.

So can faith.

Storm, I found an active com device.

Where?

Oh, it's for me.

Bobby...

have you tried not being a mutant?

No one's left, Jean. Soldiers came.

- What about the children? - Some of them escaped. I'm not sure about the rest.

We haven't been able to reach the professor or Scott either.

- Where are you, Logan? - Boston, with Bobby Drake's family.

- Okay. We're on our way. - And Storm? Make it fast.

- We have to go now. - Why?

- Now! - Logan, what's wrong?

Drop the knives and put your hands in the air.

- What's going on here? - Ronny.

I said drop the knives.

- Open the door! - Break it.

Turn around.

- Up against the wall. - Okay!

- This is just a misunderstanding. - Put the knives down.

I can't.

Look.

Oh!

All right, the rest of you, on the ground now.

Look, kid, I said on the ground.

We don't want to hurt you, kid.

You know all those dangerous mutants you hear about on the news?

I'm the worst one.

Look out!

Guten tag.

- Who the hell is this? - Kurt Wagner.

But in the Munich circus, I was known as "the Incredible Nightcrawler"...

- Aw, save it. Storm? - We're outta here.

Whoa.

Jason, stop it!

It's all right.

- You can come out. - Have they gone?

Yes.

- Where are all the other students? - I don't know.

Well, then, we'll have to find them, won't we?

We'll use Cerebro.

Come on.

How far are we?

We're actually coming up on the mansion now.

I've got two signals approaching.

Coming in fast.

Unidentified aircraft, you are ordered to descend to 20,000 feet.

Return with our escort to Hanscom Air Force base. You have 10 seconds to comply.

- Wow. Somebody's angry. - I wonder why.

We are coming up alongside you to escort you to Hanscom Air Force base.

Lower your altitude now.

Repeat, lower your altitude to 20,000 feet. This is your last warning.

They're falling back.

They're marking us.

- What? - They're gonna fire. Hang on!

I gotta shake 'em.

- Please don't do that again. - I agree.

Don't we have any weapons in this heap?

Warning, warning, warning.

Warning, warning, warning, warning, warning.

Warning, warning, warning, warning, warning, warning.

Warning, warning, warning...

- Everybody okay back there? - No.

Oh, my God. There's two of 'em.

There's one more.

Jean...

Oh, God!

Rogue!

Rogue!

No!

- Jean? - It's not me.

When will these people learn how to fly?

- Thank you. - Bitte schön.

- Can you hear what they're saying? - I could take a closer look.

His name is Colonel William Stryker...

and he invaded your mansion for one purpose:

he wanted Cerebro.

Or enough of it to build one of his own.

But that doesn't make any sense. Stryker would need the professor to operate it.

Which I think is the only reason my old friend is still alive.

Oh, my God.

Now, what are you all so afraid of?

While Cerebro is working, Charles' mind is connected...

to every living person on the planet.

If he were forced to concentrate hard enough on a particular group...

let's say, mutants, for example...

- he could kill us all. - Wait a minute.

How would Stryker even know where to find Cerebro in the first place?

Because I told him.

I helped Charles build it, remember?

Mr. Stryker has powerful methods of persuasion.

Even against a mutant as strong as Charles.

- So who's this Stryker anyway? - He's a military scientist.

He spent his whole life trying to solve the mutant problem.

If you want a more intimate perspective, why don't you ask Wolverine?

You don't remember, do you?

William Stryker, the only other man I know who can manipulate adamantium.

The metal on your bones. It carries his signature.

- But the professor... - The professor trusted...

you were smart enough to discover this on your own.

He gives you more credit than I do.

- Why do you need us? - Mystique has discovered plans of a base...

that Stryker's been operating out of for decades.

We know that's where he's building the second Cerebro...

but we don't know where this base is...

and I believe one of you might.

- The professor already tried. - Once again, you think it's all about you.

Oh... hello.

- I didn't mean to snoop. - Just try and relax.

I'm sorry.

Stryker's at Alkali Lake.

That's where the professor sent me. There's nothing left.

There's nothing left on the surface, Logan. The base is underground.

- Hey. - Hey.

You okay?

- Yeah. - You sure?

- How we doing? - Not good.

It'll take four or five hours before I can get it off the ground.

That's not what I meant.

- I'm just worried about Scott. - I'm worried about you.

That was some display of power up there.

- Obviously, it wasn't enough. - Hey, hey. Come on. All right?

I love him.

Do you?

Girls flirt with the dangerous guy, Logan...

they don't take him home.

They marry the good guy.

I could be the good guy.

Logan, the good guy sticks around.

- Jean. - Please. Please.

- Don't make me do this. - Do what?

This.

Excuse me.

They say you can imitate anybody... even their voice.

Even their voice.

Then why not stay in disguise all the time?

You know, look like everyone else.

Because we shouldn't have to.

Look...

No one's ever left a scar quite like you.

What do you want, an apology?

You know what I want.

But what do you want?

What do you really want?

I want you to get out.

Jesus.

- Why don't we get uniforms? - Yeah, where's ours?

They're on order. Should arrive in a few years.

We love what you've done with your hair.

Hey, hey. Come on. Let's go.

So, they say you're the bad guy.

Is that what they say?

That's a dorky-looking helmet. What's it for?

This dorky-looking helmet is the only thing that's gonna protect me...

from the real bad guys.

- What's your name? - John.

What's your real name, John?

Pyro.

Quite a talent you have there, Pyro.

I can only manipulate the fire.

I can't create it.

You are a god among insects.

Never let anyone tell you different.

Sir, the machine has been completed to all specifications.

Good.

Ow!

If I may ask, sir, why are we keeping the children here?

I'm a scientist, Sergeant Lyman.

When I build a machine, I wanna make sure that it's working.

All right, this is a topographic map of the dam.

This is the spillway.

You see these density changes in the terrain?

- They're tire tracks. - That's the entrance.

Mm-hmm. And this shows the depth of the ice that's covering the ground.

Now, this is recent water activity.

If we go in there, Stryker could flood the spillway.

Can you teleport inside?

No. I have to be able to see where I'm going...

otherwise I could windup inside a wall.

I'll go. I have a hunch he'll want me alive.

Wolverine, whoever goes into the dam needs to be able to operate the spillway mechanism.

What do you intend to do?

Scratch it with your claws?

I'll take my chances.

But I won't.

Sir, there's someone coming down the spillway.

- I'm flooding it. - Wait.

Stryker!

Stryker!

Well, look who's come home.

Move and you're dead.

The one thing I know better than anyone is my own work.

Seal the room. Shoot it.

Seal the room Step away!

We have a metamorph loose. Could be anybody.

Anybody? What...

Can you override the spillway mechanism?

Everything's controlled from inside that room. That's why the doors are so thick.

Oh, really? Get some charges! Blow the doors open!

Take out these cameras!

I'm in.

- She's good. - You have no idea.

Fire in the hole.

Move, move, move.

Sergeant, she's opened the spillway doors.

- More mutants have entered the base. - How many?

We've lost come. There's some sort of electrical interference...

Sergeant Lyman, gather the rest of your men and meet me outside Cerebro.

You carry on. When I come back, I want this door open all the way!

Welcome, Professor.

- Don't leave me alone, please? - You can come inside.

Have you found it?

A large portion of energy from the dam has been diverted to this chamber.

- Cerebro. - There it is.

- Can you shut it down from here? - No.

- Come. There's little time. - Not without us.

Oh, my God. The children.

- Kurt, will you come with me? - Yes.

- Where are they? - They're being held in a containment cell one level down.

- Stryker. - All right...

we'll get the children and meet you at Cerebro.

Okay. I'll try to find Scott and the professor.

- Will you be all right without us? - Yeah. I'll be fine.

Where's Logan?

He's gone.

- You, set up a perimeter. - Move, move.

Jason.

It's time.

Time to find our friends.

Is it time to find our friends?

- All of them. - All of them?

- All of the mutants. - All the mutants?

- Everywhere. - Everywhere?

- That's right. - Everyone of them?

- Oh, yes. - Good.

It's time to bring it to an end.

Make me proud.

Just don't move.

Kill anyone who approaches... even if it's me.

Go! I'll take care of him!

This is one lover's quarrel we cannot get involved in, my dear.

Scott!

Scott?

- Help us! Anybody! - Listen.

Help! Get us out of here.

- Julie? - Storm.

- Get us out of here! - Okay, we're coming.

Scott!

Scott, don't do this!

Jean, no, no, no. It's okay.

It's okay. It's me.

- Scott. - I'm so sorry.

- I thought I'd lost you. - Oh, God.

I'm so sorry. I could see you, but I couldn't stop myself.

- I tried. I'm sorry. - I love you so much.

I love you.

- My leg. - Okay, easy. Easy.

Scott...

something's wrong.

My God. No!

Have you found the mutants yet? Have you found all of them?

I'm trying. There are so many of them.

Then concentrate.

Concentrate.

The tricky thing about adamantium is...

that if you ever manage to process...

its raw, liquid form, you gotta keep it that way.

Keep it hot.

Because once the metal cools, it's indestructible.

But you already know that.

I used to think you were one of a kind, Wolverine.

I was wrong.

Holy shit.

That's it.

Whoa. Where do you think you're going?

I'm sick of this kid's table shit. I'm going in there.

John, they told us to stay here.

You always do as you're told?

Find all the mutants.

Find them.

Find all the mutants. Find them all. Each one. All of them.

- Good. - Kill them.

Concentrate. Concentrate harder.

Now, find them all. Find all the mutants.

You, concentrate harder.

Kill them. Kill them all.

Kill them.

Cerebro.

We're too late.

Eric, hurry!

That's strange.

How does it look from there, Charles?

Still fighting the good fight?

From here, it doesn't look like they're playing by your rules.

Maybe it's time to play by theirs.

There's been a change of plan.

Good-bye, Charles.

There's been a change of plans.

Now find them. Find them all - the humans.

Find all the humans. Everyone.

How does it feel, bub?

- Why did you come back? - You cut me open. You took my life!

You make it sound as if I stole something from you.

As I recall, it was you who volunteered for the procedure.

- Who am I? - You...

are just a failed experiment.

If you really knew about your past...

what kind of person you were...

the work we did together...

People don't change, Wolverine.

You were an animal then. You're an animal now.

I just gave you claws.

What the hell is that? What is it?

The dam's ruptured. It's gonna flood water into the spillway.

It's trying to relieve the pressure. It's too late.

In a few minutes, we'll all be underwater.

Come with me, and I'll tell you everything you want to know.

You can't help your friends. They're as good as dead, Wolverine.

You're a survivor, always have been.

Oh, I thought I was just an animal... with claws.

If we die, you die.

Aaah!

There are no exits that way, Wolverine!

Find all the humans. Everyone. Find them.

Find all the humans. Find them all.

- What is this? - Cerebro.

Storm.

- Jean. Are you okay? - Yeah. I'm fine.

What's happening?

Professor's still in there... with another mutant.

He's trapped in some kind of illusion.

Oh, my God.

Magneto's reversed Cerebro. It's not targeting mutants anymore.

- Who is it targeting? - Everyone else.

Impossible.

- Everybody stand back. - Scott, no. His mind is connected to Cerebro.

Opening the door could kill him and everyone his mind is linked to.

Wait. Kurt, I need you to take me inside.

- Storm, who is this guy? Who are you? - My name is Kurt Wagner...

- but in the Munich circus... - He's a teleporter.

I told you, if I can't see where I'm going...

I have faith in you.

Don't believe anything you see in there.

Our Father, who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name.

Thy kingdom come, thy will be done on Earth...

as it is in heaven.

Hello.

What are you looking for?

Professor, can you hear me?

- You've got to stop Cerebro now. - Who are you talking to?

No. Don't move.

But she's just a little girl.

No, she's not.

I've got my eyes on you.

Mr. Stryker.

Funny, we keep running into each other.

Mark my words, it'll never happen again.

Kurt, it's about to get very cold in here.

I'm not going anywhere.

What are you doing?

Find all the humans. Kill them.

Every single one. Find all the humans.

Focus. Focus. Find all the humans.

Stop it!

- Jason. - He's going to be so angry at me.

Logan. Logan, where are you?

We have to get out through the spillway.

You don't want to go that way. Trust me.

Come on. There's another way out of here.

The helicopter was right here!

- I will take him. - Okay.

It's okay, Rogue. It's okay. You can let go, honey.

- Let go. - Go. I'll be fine.

- You sure? - Yeah.

Who has the answers, Wolverine?

Those people?

That creature in your arms?

Huh?

Huh?

I'll take my chances with him.

One day, someone will finish what I've started, Wolverine!

One day!

One day!

Scott, we've got to get to Washington.

I fear this has gone beyond Alkali Lake.

- Bobby. - I got 'im.

You okay?

I am now.

- What's wrong? - Vertical thrusters are off line.

- So fix 'em. - I'm trying.

- Has anyone seen John? - Pyro?

Where the hell is he?

He's with Magneto.

They're functioning, but I don't know how long they're going to last.

I'm trying to override. It's not responding.

- Come on! - Oh, no, we've lost the power.

There's power in the fuel cells, we're just not connecting.

Okay. I've...

Scott, the engine control system is shot.

- Which part? - All of it.

- Where's the override? - It's gonna take some time.

Storm, we need some kind of external power.

- Jean? - Wait. Where is Jean?

She's outside.

No, we're not leaving! Lower the ramp!

Storm, lower it!

I can't.

She's controlling the jet.

- You, get her, now! - She's not letting me.

Damn it!

I know what I'm doing.

- This is... - ...the only way.

Jean, listen to me.

- Don't do this. - Good-bye.

- Oh, no! No! - No! No!

She's gone.

- She's gone. - Don't you say that!

- We gotta go back. - She's gone.

No! No.

She's gone. She's gone. She's...

She's gone.

The Lord is my shepherd. I shall not want.

He maketh me to lie down in green pastures.

Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of the death...

I will fear no evil...

for thou art with me.

Today I've been given an opportunity to shed light on recent occurrences...

- from the attack that ended in this office... - Good morning.

Good morning... to the unexplained phenomenon that swept the Earth...

- nearly annihilating our way of life. - Good morning, Mr. President.

Good morning. Do we like this word "annihilating"?

Good morning.

Good morning, Mr. President.

Thank you.

Mr. President, we're live in five, four, three, two...

My fellow Americans, in this time of adversity...

we are being offered a moment...

a moment to recognize a growing threat within our own population...

and take a unique role in the shape of human events.

Did we just lose the feed? Are we still live?

Good morning, Mr. President.

Please, don't be alarmed. We're not going to harm anyone.

- Who are you people? - We're mutants.

My name is Charles Xavier. Please, sit down.

- I'd rather stand. - Rogue.

These files were taken from the private offices of William Stryker.

How did you get this?

Well, let's just say I know a little girl who can walk through walls.

- I've never seen this information. - I know.

Then you also know I don't respond well to threats.

Mr. President, this is not a threat. This is an opportunity.

There are forces in this world, both mutant and human alike...

who believe that a war is coming.

You will see from those files that some have already tried to start one...

and there have been casualties.

Losses on both sides.

Mr. President...

what you were about to tell the world is true - this is a moment.

A moment to repeat the mistakes of the past...

or to work together for a better future.

We're here to stay, Mr. President. The next move is yours.

We'll be watching.

Mr. President.

You know...

even when Jean was a student...

she was always hesitant about her powers.

Always looking to others.

Feeling that in some way she was left behind.

Do you think...

Could we have done more to save her?

In the past, she may have let us.

There had to be another way.

Why did she leave the plane?

Because she made a choice.

Yes, come on in.

Hey, hey.

Listen, she did make a choice.

It was you.

Professor?

Is everything all right?

Yes, I think it will be.

Now, tell me, have any of you read a book...

by an English novelist named T.H. White...

called The Once and Future King?

No? Well...

Mutation.

It is the key to our evolution.

It is how we have evolved from a single-celled organism...

into the dominant species on the planet.

This process is slow...

normally taking thousands and thousands of years.

But every few hundred millennia...

evolution leaps forward.