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That logo music just

gets you pumped, right?

I'm sorry, I'm just excited to be here.

It's been a while.

For a long time, I

wasn't sure I'd ever be back.

Disney bought FOX, there was a whole

boring rights issue,

blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.

But then, it turned out they wanted me,

the one guy who shouldn't

even have his own movie.

Much less a franchise.

It was all so stupid.

Look, we know the title of this thing, so

I know what you're wondering.

How are we going to do this without

dishonoring Logan's memory?

And I'll tell you how.

We're not.

I'm going to let you

in on a little secret.

Wolverine is not dead.

Sure, it made for a perfect

ending to a very sad story,

but that's not how

regenerative healing factors work.

You think I want to be out here in

beautiful downtown North Dakota,

digging up the one and only Wolverine?

No, thank you.

But the fate of my

entire world is at stake.

He may not be living his best life, but

he sure as hell ain't dead.

Bingo.

Yahtzee.

Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes.

Damn it!

Son of a bitch!

Fuck! Motherfucker!

My world is fucked!

That was weird.

I'm much calmer now.

Look, I'm not a man of science,

but you seem incredibly passed away.

But it's good to see ya.

I gotta be honest, I've always wanted to

ride with you, Logan.

You and me, getting into a

Deadpool and Wolverine.

Just fucking shit up.

Can you imagine the fun,

the chaos, the residuals?

G'day, mate?

There's nothing that'll bring me back to

life faster than a

big bag of metal cash.

Me too, Hugh.

No, no, no, no.

Ugh, he had to get all

noble and die for real.

God damn it!

I could really use your help right now.

Wait!

I'm warning you! I'm not alone!

Wade Winston Wilson!

You're under arrest by

the Time Variance Authority.

Too many crimes with this, come out!

Death by day-player.

Last chance!

Throw out your weapons

and come out peacefully!

I'm not gonna give you my weapons!

But I promise not to use them.

There are 206 bones in the human body.

207 if I'm watching Gossip Girl.

Here we go, maximum effort.

Okay, man. Guess we're getting that team out after all.

I am soaking wet right now.

To be clear, I'm not

proud of any of this.

The wanton violence,

the whiff of necrophilia,

it isn't who I am, it

isn't who I wanna be.

Who I wanna be?

Well, to help you understand that,

I gotta take you back.

My little joy ride I

took through space and time,

to the day that changed everything.

I can't believe I'm finally here.

I've waited for this moment for so long.

Thank you, sir, for seeing me.

I firmly believe that my

services could be of great use

to your organization.

Now, I know I was caught smashturbating

in the lobby of Stark Tower.

Smashturbate?

I'm sorry, what was that?

No, I'm sorry.

That's when you get

those toy Hulk hands, right?

And then you just, you

look down and you just,

you brace yourself and

you ravage the midsection.

I get it, okay, thank you.

The picture's painted.

You get the gist.

What exactly brings you here today?

Well, I, okay, I.. I care.

I know I'm turning

everything into a joke,

but I care and I want to use that feeling

for something important.

I don't want to matter.

And to show my girl that I matter.

And, you know, I feel like I'm wasting

the good stuff here.

Is the man not going to be joining us? - The man?

Yeah, I should say this if he's going to.

As far as you can tell

right now, I'm the man.

The man is me.

I am the man, in this circumstance.

And he doesn't do this

kind of thing anymore.

Cameos?

Meetings.

Entry-level meetings.

Entry-level?

Aren't you the chauffeur?

Common misconception,

I did begin my career

as Mr. Stark's driver.

I quickly pivoted to

- Chauffeur. The head of security.

The head of security, of

course, yes, yes, yes, yes.

And while I am vetting your resume,

you seem to have left out whether or not

you had any experience

as a member of a team.

Could you maybe add a

little bit of perspective?

Oh, yes, of course.

I was Special Forces, but I was mainly,

I was team leader,

founder, really, of X-Force.

Sadly, they all perished in action.

How exactly did that happen?

Well, the police say

gravity, but just between us,

they didn't test well in the focus group.

They were to go to the cable.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, I

can see this isn't going on.

Please stop writing.

I'm just, I want to be an Avenger.

I want to be an Avenger.

Why do you want to be an Avenger?

To look around you, I mean,

they're the best of the best.

And what they do matters.

I need to be an Avenger.

Sir, my girl is kind

of had a bit of a shtick,

and if I don't, you

know, turn things around

and do something with my gifts,

I don't think it's going

to really work out for me,

and I wouldn't blame her.

Avengers are a very

unique group of superheroes

that stand for something

more than just fighting

and wearing costumes.

I mean, people look up

to us. Kids look up to us.

I'm sorry, us?

I wasn't aware that you were an Avenger.

Avengers adjacent, technically.

Oh, what's your

superpower? Is it parallel parking?

I am so sorry. That was cruel.

I lash out when I'm

nervous. It won't happen again.

Let's cut to the chase. Please.

You just said moments ago

that you wanted to be an Avenger

because you need it.

Yes, sir, I do.

But the Avengers don't do

the job because they need it.

They do the job because people need them.

Do you see the distinction?

Yes, sir.

Please, Mr. Hogan, I don't

want to spend the rest of my life

like an annoying one-trick pony.

All right.

Oh, my God. You're standing.

Yeah, now's the time that we stand.

Damn it.

The problem might be that

you're reaching a little too high.

Aim for the middle and you'll never miss.

Right? I think you got a good heart. I

believe what you're saying.

But not everybody's a world-saving type.

I'm not. I'm happy. Right?

I found my place.

Find your place.

All right. Get back out there.

We'll keep an eye. Good luck.

Mm-mm. Mm-mm. Mm-mm.

Fetch the car. I want to hit Shake Shack.

Rejection makes me hungry.

No, no, no. Please.

No, no, no. Okay.

You know what they say?

When one door closes,

your locker at work opens.

Let's go sell some certified

pre-owned vehicles, motherf...

Technically, the

Carnival's not a minivan.

It's an MPV.

So how does the Kia

compare to the Honda Odyssey?

The Odyssey? That's a great question.

It doesn't fucking suck.

You know, you can't answer

the question without swearing.

I'm sorry. Tell me I don't have kids.

Not that I haven't dreamt of that.

You don't have a lot of natural sex.

You'll get them next time, pal. Yeah.

And look, you can always

go back to super-heroing.

I mean, I know I'd like to

see you back in the suit.

I don't keep it in my

locker so that I can wear it.

I keep it in my locker in

case we need to settle up again.

Hey, hey, hey. What

is that doing in there?

I'm done.

I'm done.

Man, I'm fine with being done.

Look, is sales the best match?

Probably not.

Is this the life that I

always imagined for myself?

Fuck no!

This is the right fit for me.

Sugar Bear, it is. - Okay, Mr. Wilson.

I'm just saying, once a month, we could

go on a little mission.

We're human beings. We crave purpose.

After all, we're Deadpool.

Please stop saying

that. We're not Deadpool.

I'm not even Deadpool anymore.

Well, if we're gonna have

a midlife crisis, go big.

A few years ago, a friend of

mine got his nipples pierced

with a titanium chain that goes down and

attaches to his Ben Johnson.

Are you feeling Grumple

stiltskin because it's your birthday?

What?

No.

No.

Surprise!

All right, you guys

are lucky I'm not armed.

Get in here.

This was six years

ago, you'd all be dead.

So then, he gets out of the cab, and you

would not believe it.

I turn around, and what do I find?

Airpods. - Airpods!

Crazy stories. Every time.

Come on. Fingle time.

Make any sales today?

You know I didn't.

You sell any

dreamcatchers on Etsy or whatever it is?

Our rent's due in 3 days away, I

can't keep carrying it. Relax.

I have the money. I sold some old blood

pressure medication I found lying around.

You're trying to kill me, motherfucker?

I'm not the one dousing

everything in salt, motherfucker.

I pray every day that fire finds your

body and finishes the job

God didn't have the nuts to do.

That's hurtful. If you could hear the

look on my face,

you'd smell how sad I am.

You watching me good?

Great British bake-off.

Oh, goddamn.

This shit stood between me

and suicide for ten years.

Those are my feelings.

Abortion, religious freedom, animal

rights, privacy rights, vaccines, free

market capitalism, global climate change.

No, no, no, no.

Hi, Yukio. - Hi, Wade.

Nice fake o'clock shadow.

It's a summer balayage from the French.

It's meant to mimic the natural

highlights of the sun.

It's a toupee. - It's a hair system.

I love your hair system, Wade.

Thank you.

Want to do some cocaine? - Hey, cocaine is

the one thing that

Faggy said is off-limits.

What about Bolivian? - They know

all the slang terms. They have a list.

Even snowboarding? - Even disco dust.

White girl, interrupted? - Even Forrest bump.

I wouldn't

even try powdered donuts.

Do you want to build a

snowman? - Yes, but I can't.

Hold here. - Here?

What happened? - That's the buzz part.

Thanks for coming. - Yeah.

How's work? - Oh, I got a promotion.

No way. - Yeah.

It's mind-numbing middle

management, but I'm happy.

That's great.

You seeing anyone? - How are you?

Um, yeah. Guy from work.

Derman. - Derman?

He's kind. Good.

Likes to go hiking.

Hasn't gotten me shot yet.

Wow. It's the early days.

How about you? You seeing anyone?

No, no, I live in a one-bedroom

apartment. Share bed with blind Al.

All right. All right.

Happy birthday to you.

Okay, okay, okay.

Birthdays.

Every spin around the moon

is a new adventure indeed.

Sun, dumbass. - Okay, round-earther.

Where was I? - The Adventure of Life.

Right. It's been a challenging few years.

I haven't seen you guys in a while. And

through a lot. Change of life.

Menopause? - Bitch, are you improv-ing?

I'm sorry that you had

to see that, Yukio.

But I'm happy.

You know, that's because of

each and every one of you.

I guess what I'm trying to say is how

proud I am, how grateful I am,

to be standing in a room with every

single person I love.

I'm the luckiest man alive.

Make a wish, buddy. - 10-4, good buddy.

Going down.

Wade Wilson? - Oh, yeah. Dancers.

Dopinder must have ordered you. Are

those supposed to be cop costumes?

Never mind. Take your

clothes off, but leave the helmets.

And this isn't Pretty

Woman. We're kissing, all right?

What song do you guys normally dance to?

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa,

whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Is that supposed to be scary?

Hagging isn't new for me,

friendo, but it is for Disney.

Look, I've never been a natural bottom.

So we're going to take things real slow,

and I want some crazy eye contact.

Not you, you.

I can't see your eyes through

the mask, but I can feel it.

We're going to move on down the hallway

so we can spare a cleanup on aisle hassle.

How does everyone feel about this plan?

I don't like you. - Yes.

Let's hold on to that attitude,

and we're going to do it angry.

Mr. Wilson.

You appear to have soiled

yourself while unconscious.

I wasn't unconscious. Who are you?

I go by the name of Paradox, Mr. Paradox,

and you're sitting here at the TVA, the

Time Variance Authority.

We're really a watchdog organization.

Except we're more

lighthearted than that sounds,

with sort of throwback ironic twist.

And we're in charge of defending what's

known as the sacred timeline.

Holy fuck, that is a shit ton of

exposition for a three-quel.

Is this because I used Cable's Time

Machine, brought a

couple of people back to life,

then I destroyed it.

That was a long time ago.

Yes, we're aware of your

abuse of your timeline.

You were so abusive of it.

No, it has nothing to do

with that. Walk with me.

I brought you here, Mr. Wilson, to tell

you that you're special.

In fact, you've been

chosen for a higher purpose,

a purpose unclear even to me,

but one that could save

the entire sacred timeline

from a possibly grisly

fate sometime in the future,

which may very well need to be avenged.

This sacred timeline, I assume I'm going

to "marvel" at how "cinematic" it feels,

gratuitous cameos, indiscriminate use of

variance, the whole package.

No, you tell me.

Cap.

You are no longer lost.

Wade.

You can be a hero among the heroes.

We've been surveilling

you for quite a while.

Subway station.

The TVA outpost, yes.

And what is that?

Is that me? Is that Thor?

Is he crying?

Let's not get ahead of ourselves.

That happens in the distant future.

Why is Thor crying?

Do not speak to her. Stop that.

I brought you here to

offer you an opportunity,

the opportunity you sought years ago but

for which you were not ready.

We believe you're ready now,

ready for a chance to leave your timeline

and join the greatest universe of all.

I am about to give you the

thing you've always wanted.

I smell what you're stepping in.

The power of the Marvel

universe is about to change forever.

I am a Messiah.

I am...

Marvel Jesus.

Excuse me.

Come here, camera.

Suck it, FOX!

I'm on Disneyland.

Get fucked!

Where do I sign?

Oh, it's a never ending paper work.

Good. Not to brag, but I do not read.

There is one thing I will need, though.

Oh, fuck off.

Adorn me, Beardo.

Fuck it!

It's perfect.

FYI, your tailor is a

predator, but I love it.

Snug, no camel toe, new

car smell, and adamantium

katanas, you shouldn't have.

Go ahead. Take it in.

And yes, your

underwear is getting tighter.

That guy knows what I'm talking about.

His clothes say middle management, but

his eyes say fucky fucky.

Yes, you look very nice.

Nice? Your buddy here is ready to throw

it all away for me.

You calling your wife? - HR.

Is your wife work in HR?

I'm really glad

you're taking this so well.

Oh, I'm taking it well.

I have never had a

problem traveling for work.

That said, we should talk vacation plans.

I'm more of a one-week-on,

one-week-off kind of guy.

I think it's what they do in Denmark.

You'll never see a Danish

flag in the moon, but...

God damn it, they're happy.

Now, let's power up your

little Amazon Fire Phone there

and sit me back home so

I can let my friends know

that they've been upgraded to Disciples.

Yep. I don't think you quite understand.

You will not be returning to your home

because there will be

no home to return to.

Come again, this time in my ears?

This is your universe, Mr. Wilson.

That is what happens when a universe

loses their Anchor Being.

See how it decays from the inside?

This is how a reality dies.

What's an Anchor Being?

An Anchor Being is an

entity of such vital importance

that when they die, their whole world

slowly withers out of existence.

You've just won the

lottery because I didn't die.

It's just a little

midlife crisis, I'm better now.

Oh, my God!

Oh, not to laugh.

Can you imagine if you

were the Anchor Being?

Yeah.

No, it isn't you, Mr. Wilson.

Your Anchor Being died in

an act of self-sacrifice

so epic that it sent

shivers down the timeline.

I am referring, of

course, to Logan, the Wolverine.

Don't be what the made you.

Oh, this is what it feels like.

Logan.

Of course.

Logan.

Logan!

The guy, forks for hands?

That Wolverine!

Yeah, I got it.

You can turn your retro

graphics of death off now. Make it stop.

We're not doing it, Mr. Wilson. We

certainly can't stop it.

How long have we got?

In most cases, a couple thousand years.

Well, sweet.

Most cases aren't

fast enough, not for me.

What does that mean?

It means that I have been tasked with

overseeing the end of your universe

and regardless of what the pencil pushers

upstairs would prefer,

I will not waste my life watching it die

slowly of natural causes.

We used to just prune these things,

simple, elegant, efficient,

but I'm told the TVA

doesn't like to do that anymore.

Well, I do.

And no matter what my

so-called superiors say,

the multiverse does

not need a babysitter.

We need a mercy killer.

And in this instance,

I am the mercy killer.

What in the MacGuffin is that?

That's a Time-Ripper, Mr. Wilson.

An accelerant.

Once completed, it will allow me to

destroy the space-time

matrix of your universe.

You see, I don't want

to work for the TVA.

I want to be the TVA.

And the first step involves showing this

organization how much more

efficient it can become to it.

I will be giving your universe a swift

and compassionate end.

And don't worry, your

friends won't feel a thing.

It'll be over just like this.

Oh, what's that?

Trust me.

You're gonna Old Yeller

at my fucking universe.

In your parlance, yes.

Two in the heart, one in the head.

Look, Mr. Wilson, you have two choices.

You can either rejoin your loved ones and

collectively cease to

exist in, let's say, 72 hours,

or you join the sacred timeline.

And you end your days of

insignificance and mediocrity.

Wade.

Wade, you can finally, finally matter.

That's all I've ever really wanted.

I know.

I know.

And you know, I'm nothing

if not morally flexible.

Hmm?

Yep, yep.

I'll do it.

Wise choice.

Sacred timeline's happy to have you.

I was talking about finding the Wolverine

and breaking your fucking nose.

Look at that.

Find him.

Find him!

And boy, did he ever.

Which brings us back to this.

The desecration of the sacred corpse.

Ow, my own fucking arm.

Now we're talking to my kids.

I'm sorry, Wolverining is hard.

I can't stop.

Mangle tried!

You sick fuck.

Wolverine was a hero and the only thing

worth of shit to

ever come out of Canada.

Get my country's name

out of your fucking mouth.

And my sword.

Look at that.

Oh, I gotta find me another Logan.

An alive one.

Don't get up, guys. I'll see myself back.

Logan!

I'm gonna need you to come with me.

Who's asking?

Well, look at this

little hairy Lou Retton.

Did you stick the landing hook-eye?

Yes, you did, comic-accurate short king.

Such a cute wittle Wolvee.

Cue the fucking montage, baby.

All right, everything

seems to be on fire.

You have a dragon?

Ooh, you have Anchor

Being written all over.

Patch.

Now we're talking.

Ooh, yeah.

That's the whole

goddamn package right there.

I'm auditioning Anchor Beings.

Oh, that's gonna need some coconut oil.

Fuck, dude, no, fuck.

Are you okay?

Oh, yes, yes.

Classic John Byrne round of ten now.

You fought the Hulk in

this outfit, you know?

I'm Marvel Jesus, you dumb

creature, and I want to...

Not you. We're just going

in a different direction.

You know, from behind, you

look a little bit like Henry...

Oh, my fuck.

The Cavillrine. The legends are true.

And may I say, sir, on

behalf of all humanity,

this just feels right.

We will treat you so much better than

those shit FOX down the street

You were just leaving.

No, sir, not while the

fate of my universe has had...

This one looks promising.

Down you go.

Again.

I told you, you're not welcome here.

You're not welcome anywhere.

Now get the fuck out of my bar.

Just give me one more

drink and then I'll leave.

That's not how it works.

It does now. Leave the bottle.

I know you, bub?

Nope. But I know you.

Everybody knows me.

I'm the Wolverine.

Yes, you are, and I'm gonna need you to

come with me right now.

Look, lady, I'm not interested.

Really getting into your cup..

Why would I go with you?

Because, unfortunately, I need you.

And even more

unfortunately, my entire world needs you.

You two gonna fuck or fight?

You gonna take that from him?

Yup.

I can tell you that sort

of "don't get too close,

I'll only break your heart by going there".

But every other Wolverine would have

really hurt me by now.

And I'm sort of on the tic-tac, so,

upsy-daisy, here we go.

There you go, guys.

Oh.

Whiskey dick with the claws.

It's quite common in Wolverines over 40.

You don't want this.

You're right. I doubt it.

And you don't want this.

Unless you want to take a deep breath

through your fucking forehead,

I suggest you reconsider.

Let's go, Peanut.

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.

Watch this.

All right.

That's a little... easy.

Good God.

Thirsty little honey badger, aren't you?

It's okay. Keep going.

Audiences are

accustomed to long run times.

I guess you'll have to do..

Okay.

Ooh.

Look at those jammies.

That only took 20 fucking years.

One Anchor Being coming right up.

On your left, baby girl.

This Logan has the same... he can do

anything, even musicals.

But, notice, he's

actually wearing a costume

like he's not embarrassed to be in a

superhero movie for once.

I don't understand.

You said my universe is dying,

because this sack of

nuts got himself killed.

Well, problem solved.

My God.

You actually think you can replace an

Anchor Being with this?

I wouldn't have accepted any other

Wolverine beat-y-dubs,

but you have outdone yourself and brought

me the worst Wolverine.

What do you mean the worst one?

Mr. Huston, this Wolverine

let down his entire world.

He's the stuff of

legend, but not in a good way.

And what he did... well, some things are

just beyond forgiveness.

Okay. How do I make this

right? I can, I'll do anything.

I gave you a chance at greatness,

because my superior

has deemed you special.

Clearly not special in a good way,

but apparently you have some important

future purpose to serve.

But Thor, he holds me.

But I did my duty.

I gave you the

opportunity to be somebody,

and instead of accepting my offering with

humanity and gratitude,

you broke my nose.

It looks great.

You decimated dozens of my men with the

assumed corpse of a hero,

sovereigning not only

his remains, but his memory.

What are you, the Internet?

Your world is dying!

Thank you very much.

And there's no stopping it.

The humanity of you is to make it quick.

Is the thought of vaporizing

my universe making you peckish?

I'm about to lose everything

that I've ever cared about,

because that hairy thunder cunt from down

under cunt finally dies,

and he's standing

right behind me, isn't he?

Welcome to the MCU, by the way.

You're joining at a bit of a low point.

As for you, I want to talk to your boss.

I want you to get him on the phone,

and you tell him, her, or them, that

Marvel H. Christ isn't playing.

Holy shit.

I just heard a symphony of butt holes

clenching all at once.

You're off-grid.

Your bosses don't know what you sick

fucks are doing down here.

Well, I'll tell you what.

I have a black belt in Karen, and I'm

going to go upstairs,

and I'm going to tell

them all about you and...

Oh, silence is nice.

Where the fuck did he go?

To the trash heap.

You'll fit right in.

That was close.

Don't just stand there, you ape.

Give me a handout.

No, emergency okay. Thank you.

Where the hell are we?

I don't know.

It looks kind of Mad Maxie.

But that would be IP infringement, right?

Fucking jokes.

Are you even listening back there?

We don't make it back to

that Mr. Paradox asshole,

everyone I know is going to die.

No, my fucking problem.

Well, is that all you got?

Is that what you said

when your world went to shit?

Come again?

Yeah, I heard all about you.

You screwed up everything,

and you should be thanking me for pulling

you out of that bed you shit in.

Oh, you backstabbing son of a bitch!

Are you ready to be calm now?

Rest in peace, this fox.

I don't want to fight you, peanut.

Doesn't matter what you did.

I just need your help.

I don't fucking care.

This is gonna hurt.

Alright!

Fuck it!

Let's give the people what they came for.

Let's fucking go.

Get your special sock out, nerds.

This gonna get good.

Let's see you grow

your fucking head back!

I can fix it! I can fix it!

Fix what? - Whatever it is that you did.

Whatever made you so bad.

Those... those...

freaks in the TVA, you heard them.

They have the power to end my universe.

But they also have the

power to change yours.

We get back there.

And we can fix your world.

Together.

I promise.

They can fix it.

Hey! We fight each other, we lose.

Dear God, it's him.

Who? - The One.

The superhero equivalent

to comfort food for Molly.

White guy's answer to all the

disappointments, and another A-lister.

Fair warning, gorgeous.

You're going to

encounter some indelicate language.

A smidge of ass play, but we've been

prohibited from using cocaine on camera.

They're coming.

Who's they?

Oh, they're driving angry.

Now that's a superhero landing!

I got this.

Stay close.

Aye aye, Cap.

You got this.

Cassandra is going to be giddy when she

sees what we caught.

You can't run. Everybody knows that.

You see anyone running, dick for brains?

You're not gonna

love what happens next.

Oh, oh my God.

Oink! Oh my God, he's going to save us.

Ha! Oh my God, he's going to save us!

Hey, what?

Avengers, a.. - Flame on !

We don't know that guy.

We thought we did.

I know you.

Holy sh...

Sabretooth, your brother. - Ready to die!

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait! Time!

You look ridiculous.

People have waited

decades for this fight.

It's not going to be easy.

Maybe not.

Shoot the devil, take him down.

Side control, then bowl him out,

and you ground and pound, until he makes

no sound because he's dead.

Shut the fuck up.

Oh my God.

Okay, good luck. I'm a huge fan.

What is it, girl?

Is there trouble at the well?

Big trouble.

Behold!

The head of your precious queen, Furiosa!

I have the Wolverine.

I alone control her.

You come for me!

You come for her.

So sorry. I know it's pronounced him.

I'm gender blind. It's my cross to bear.

Who's next?

Toad!

You're up.

Uh-oh.

Oh, fuck.

Uh.

I should've...

God of Thunder.

How long was I asleep?

Not all of you was asleep.

Don't bother.

They're very thorough.

You know where we are, start talking.

You're in The Void.

Think of it as purgatory.

Reed called it a metaphysical junkyard

where anything useless goes

before it gets annihilated

forever, and where the TVA sends people

that don't play nice

with the rest of the multiverse.

Like you?

And you.

What does the annihilating?

Alioth.

Alioth is in this thing?

From Loki season 1 episode 5?

Everyone here is on the run from Alioth.

Most don't make it.

There's a resistance though.

Other people like us

that manage to survive,

we're hiding out in the border lands,

trying to find a way to fuck outta here.

Then that's where we go.

Wait,

us?

A team?

The answer is yes.

Shake on it.

Fuck!

You nipped it.

Just got the tip with

your little steak knife.

These others can help

us get back to the TVA.

They can fix things.

Something funny, bub?

She might have

something to say about that.

Who's she?

In The Void,

you're either food for

Alioth, or you work for her.

Oh, all right finely-aged.

Oh, you must be this year's Juggernaut.

Thank you.

Keep your voices down.

She don't like the chatter.

She's gonna love you.

Is it Charles?

Hey, hey, Chuck, it's us!

That's not Charles.

Ah, shit.

Oh, ableism great.

That's not gonna go over

well with the wolf mob.

A Wolverine.

I wondered when I'd get one of you.

You're one of Xavier's.

You know him, you know Chuck?

Oh, I knew him.

We shared a wound.

Tried to strangle the sly little fellow

with my umbilical cord.

Amen.

I've never loved roommates.

Mine's blind, except she could see

cocaine for some reason.

You wanna chime in, Your Majesty?

I'm dying here.

Who are you?

Charles Xavier's twin, Cassandra Nova.

Oh, shit. -Is it anal birth?

You two are cute.

I have a good feeling about this.

And I've been trying to

catch this little firefly

for years, haven't I, Johnny?

You picked the wrong

time to make new friends.

Oh, Johnny told us all about you.

Maybe shut up now.

Yeah, maybe don't..

We were just talking here.

Yeah, Johnny told us you're a psychotic,

megalomaniacal asshole.

His word's not mine.

Hell bent, a domination in pain.

You said all that about me.

No, no!

How do you, I didn't say anything!

Pick some stones, Johnny!

Don't let her intimidate you.

Like you said in the convoy.

This finger-licking, dead inside,

pixie slab of

third-rate dime store nut milk,

can eat your delicious cinnamon ring

and kick rocks all the way to bald-end.

I have never said any of those words

in my entire life!

Ah! The modesty!

People think I'm a shit-topper,

but this guy, next level. - What?

This, I, wait, I don't even know what

half of that mean!

My hat's off to you, sir, truly.

I didn't, he's, that's, I, I, I don't...

Not my favorite, Chris.

You stupid piece of shit, you

just got him fucking killed!

Hey, we're all grieving!

PS, do you know what he's

gonna do to the budget?

Alioth is hungry.

There's been some kind of mistake.

Big Yellow is a backup Anchor Being,

and I'm Marvel Jesus, MJ and Turnasty.

This may be hard to hear,

but there's another British villain.

He's gonna destroy my

universe, and I'm gonna stop him.

Oh, honey, you don't really strike me

as a world-saving type.

Did I hit a nerve?

I didn't want it to come to this.

Either you help us, or my friend here

is gonna sink the entire

second act of music, man,

with zero warm up.

Where'd you get the chair?

Once in a while, I did

get a trowel through here.

Nevermind, though, no.

He didn't care to find me.

Ah, jizzee, they're trauma-bragging!

Can't you just stuff it

down, turn it into accomplishment

or cancer like the rest of us?

But I'm not like the rest of you.

Except maybe the Wolverine.

Now we could be truly

terrifying together.

You're that scary, huh?

The TVA certainly thought so.

They sent me here before I could walk.

And you know, it's the best thing that

ever happened to me.

I love it here.

You live in a garbage dump.

I think we both know who

lives in the garbage dump.

The Void is a paradise.

I can wield my power here without shame.

Unfortunately, I had no Charles Xavier

to teach me temperance.

What about your Charles?

Did he protect you?

Did he make you feel safe?

We're mutants, we're never safe.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa,

I don't want the smoke.

I don't have any beef with you.

I just want to save my friends.

I just, I wanna go home.

Well, the thing is, I could get you home. - Good.

But I don't want to.

Not good.

What do you want, Wade Wilson?

Uh, your fingers are inside

me, but not in a good way.

My brother could enter

one's mind with a thought.

I have to get my hands dirty.

Oh, gosh.

I've got you.

I've got you.

I can't, I can't, you're not here.

I'm right here.

No, you're not, I can't.

I'm right here.

Then show me you gotta do something.

Show you what?

Show me you care about

something bigger than you.

Ever since they turned

you down, you took a knee.

Baby, you never got back up.

I know you're going through something.

Let me go through it with you.

You're crazy, man, just my crazy.

Where'd you go?

Oh my God.

You just say it, okay?

Say, "I don't want you, I

don't want to be with you."

Go ahead, say it, say it, say it, say it.

You don't want to be with me.

Tell me that and I'll walk away.

Say, "I don't want you."

You'll never fucking matter.

What?

You'll never fucking matter.

You'll never fucking matter.

What?

She never said that.

No, but I bet she thought it.

You are so mean.

My brain could taste your fingers

and they tasted like hate.

And where in God's name is

the Intimacy Coordinator?

You're so lost, Mr. Wilson.

Long before you came here.

This is Baby Knife, she's

gonna fuck you in the face now.

If you want to kill me,

it's going to take

more than that little bit.

How about 6?

Ah, my boy, quick and strong.

That's my big boy, yes you are.

Well, this has been fun,

but the big guy needs to

eat, and the rent is due.

By the way, you're the rent.

Coming or what?

Coming!

What you thinking, Val?

Get the fuck off of me.

Shh, shh.

Almost done.

Almost done what?

Getting my knife out of your buttocks.

Ah, fuck!

Get your mind out of my pants.

I'm telling Blake.

New rules.

I talk now.

That's gonna be very

hard on the audience.

Shut the fuck up!

Let me fucking think.

We gotta get back to Paradox, right?

Right?

Monsieur, excuse,

am I allowed to speak now or..

Just nod, asshole.

Right.

We find the others

that poor kid Johnny was talking about

before you got him killed.

Poor kid, he's like 50.

If there's a chance they

know how to get out of here,

we find them and make those TVA fuckers

fix my shit like you fucking promised.

I smell Quest.

I smell food.

So what made you finally

wear an honest-to-God costume?

Mine's red, so they can't see me bleed.

But I can see how

yellow would be useful too.

Have you been checked for ADHD?

Mm-mm.

But I've had several STDs,

which were probably caused by ADHD.

What are you looking for?

Oh, fuck. Fuck.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no.

That's rubbing alcohol.

You don't wanna drink that..

Yeah, there you go.

Fuck that liver.

Okay.

What the fuck are those?

Oh.

Back in civilian life, I wear a toupee,

but nobody knows.

Everybody knows.

Wanna talk about what's haunting you

or should we wait for

a third act flashback?

Go fuck yourself.

You know,

my world, you're well regarded.

Yeah, well, not in mine.

They don't like me much in mine either.

You don't say.

I want it to be something.

You know, I've, shit, I

want it to be an Avenger.

Fuck the Avengers.

You know, I didn't make the cut though,

same with the X-Men.

My girlfriend left me like this.

You had a girlfriend?

Yeah.

Vanessa, when we met, she was a dancer.

I mean, her whole life was good.

But oh boy, I just,

fuck that right up.

But you, you were an X-Men.

Fuck that, you were THE X-Men.

The Wolverine.

He's a hero in that world.

Yeah, well, he had shit in mind.

You said Logan was a hero, what happened?

He died.

Oh.

Well, technically you

were chest fucked by a tree,

but really, you just ran out of batteries

trying to save someone.

Who?

The shit heels that grew

her in a lab, called her X-23.

But she was just a kid.

A younger, daintier,

somehow meaner version of you.

He died trying to save her.

It was beautiful.

Look, miho, I know you're hurt.

My blind, elderly

African-American roommate,

Blind Al, always says that

pain teaches us who we are.

Sometimes we need to listen to that pain

instead of running from it.

Holy shit.

Yeah, she's wise.

No, no, that's her

name, or you call her Blind Al?

Well, she's blind.

Look at you.

She's coming with us.

No, she's not.

Oh, yes, she is.

Fuck, no.

Oh, yes. - Sorry.

Sorry about that.

Come here, girl.

Who are you?

I'm Deadpool.

And I guess you're Deadpool too.

But in here, everybody calls me Nicepool.

Oh my goodness, wait

till you see Ladypool?

She is gorgeous.

She just had a baby

too, and I can't even tell.

I don't think you're

supposed to say that.

That's okay.

I identify as a feminist. - Right.

Are those gold-plated, 50 caliber

Desert Eagle pistoleros?

Of course.

To match my ear huggy.

Can I have her?

Over my dead body.

You're fun.

And I guess you've

already met Mary Puffin.

It's AKA Dogpool.

Careful, you put your

hand, she's 90% G-spot,

and she'll let you know it.

You let this little flirt out of your

sight for one second

and she starts shopping for a new papa.

If you can't be a responsible pedo,

then maybe you don't

deserve this little unicorn.

Guilty on all charges, Your Honor.

Shan't happen again.

Why are you so nice?

It costs nothing to be kind.

Shutting the fuck up is also free.

Caliente.

This is Logan.

He's usually shirtless,

but he's let himself go

since the divorce.

Where's your mask?

Come on, guys.

Oh, this guy.

We're looking for a group of survivors.

Oh, they're out there,

But Merc to Merc, you better hope

that you don't run

into the Deadpool Corps.

Yeah, they're crazy.

They will chop you up

into a thousand pieces

and hide you all over The Void.

If they could only

process their childhood trauma,

they'd go on one heck

of a healing journey.

Look, we're headed for the border lands.

You know where it is?

Border lands, yeah, that's 12 clicks.

Due west, I can lend you

my ride if you like it.

It would be my honor.

Oh, no, no, no, no,

no, no, absolutely not.

Uh-uh, what the?

No, no.

Just get in the car.

This isn't a car.

This is a Honda fucking Odyssey.

Throttle response sucks a cock.

Dated infotainment system.

When Honda saw that untreated chlamydia

was making a comeback, they

invented the Honda Odyssey

to compete.

Get in the fucking car.

She'll get you there safe and sound. Betsy always does.

You're gonna have to

give me my dog back, though.

I know, listen.

Yeah, child.

If you ever wanna give her up,

or if she needs a new home,

or if something should happen to you,

I'd love to be her papa.

Oh, what will ever happened to me?

Lots of stuff.

No, we're running away.

The corn was too dense, girl.

Fuck.

Okay, I'm just gonna ask it.

What's with the suit?

First thing I did when I flamed out,

I took Myonal. - Drop it.

It's not that ugly.

Stop talking about myself.

Did you make it yourself?

Been there.

Quit now.

The X-Men make you wear it?

Those sons of fucking bitches.

They are not your

friends, I'll tell you that.

Friends don't let friends leave the house

looking like they fight

crime for the Los Angeles Rams.

Shut the fuck up about this.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Watch your frown lines, angel baby.

I'm just trying to bond a little bit.

Yeah, well then talk

about something else.

Fine.

Stop.

If they can fix your world,

what's the first thing you're gonna do

when you get out of here?

Rubbing alcohol shots?

Maybe a wiper fluid chaser?

What did you say?

So when you get back,

what's the first thing you're gonna do?

No, no, no, before that.

If, they can fix your world?

What do you mean if? - I mean..

You lied to me.

You don't have a fucking clue if

they can help me fix things, do you?

No, I mean...

No, fuck!

Fuck!

I didn't lie.

You lied.

No, I made an educated wish.

Because I need you.

This, this is why.

Right here.

Because if we don't

do something, they die.

I don't know anything

about saving worlds.

Why would I even care?

Because my entire world is

right here in this picture.

It's only nine people,

and I have no idea how to save it alone.

I know how to fuck people up for money,

but you, you, know how to save them.

What's the other Wolverine did?

Oh, fuck!

I guess I'm stuck with the worst one.

Did you say you made an

educated fucking wish?

They call me the Merc with the Mouth.

They don't call me Truthful Timmy,

the blowjob queen of Saskatoon.

One more.

Please, give me one.

Gubernatorial.

You know what, you're a fucking joke.

No wonder the Avengers didn't take you.

Or the X-Men, they'll

they'll take fucking anyone.

I mean, you are a

ridiculous, immature, half-wit moron.

I have never met a

sadder, more attention-starved,

jabbering little prick in my entire life.

And that says a lot,

because I've been alive

for more than 200 fucking years.

I'll tell ya, that bald

chick was right about one thing.

You will never save the world.

You couldn't even save a relationship

with a goddamn stripper.

Motherfucker, I wish I

could say you'd die alone,

but it's one of God's best

jokes that you can't die,

except that's on all of us.

You got nothing to say, Mouth?

I'm gonna fight you now.

I'm dirty, bitch!

No, no, no.

I take it all back, the

Honda Odyssey fucks hard.

Too bad you don't, needle dick.

Oh, we're just getting started, bubba.

Thor!

Where are we?

No clue, but I like it here.

Okay, look at you all.

You must be the others.

Terrific.

So just to refresh, you are Wonder..

Electra. - Electra, yes.

Who could forget?

And you, I was not

expecting to see you here,

but you were, you know, retired.

Retarded?

Retired.

I'm already in The Void.

I'm not trying to get canceled again.

I don't like you.

You never did.

And who's this succulent

reminder of my own inadequacies?

Look at you.

You look like the

superhero version of Hawkeye.

The name's Remy LeBeau.

But you can call me The Gambit.

It's been a while

since I've seen Sling Blade,

hit me again.

They call me The Gambit. - Do they?

Are you sure you didn't just really,

really want them to,

but it never quite worked out?

You know, we never had

a Wolverine up in here.

But I can tell you now, it's just a

common courtesy to ask

before you drink up all of my liquor.

That's a good thing I don't give a fuck.

So embarrassing.

Well, now that's settled,

look, we came a long

way to find you three.

There's four of us.

There's four?

Wait, is it Magneto?

Dear sweet God in

heaven, let it be Magneto..

He's dead. - Fuck!

Now Disney gets cheap?

It's like Pinocchio

jammed his face in my ass

and started lying like crazy.

Not a single word,

what do you do exactly?

Charge the playing cards.

Make them go boom.

Your powers close

to magic, that's good.

We're not totally fucked at all.

So who brought us here?

That would be me.

Don't make me regret it.

Holy shit, Logan,

that's her, that's ex-23.

She's the one they told you about.

How did you all get stuck in The Void?

There was a knock at the door,

TVA sent me here.

Me too.

Maybe I was born here, so

it's hard to know for sure.

TVA decided our universe was dying,

and I never even got a

chance to fight for it.

People like us don't go quietly.

TVA knows that, so they took us out.

The answer is yes, I'm in.

In what?

A team.

Me, you, you and me, all of us together.

Let's get the fuck out of this place.

Don't listen to him, he's a fucking liar.

It was an educated wish!

Ah, look.

We've been inside Cassandra's lair.

The only way out of

The Void is through her.

She can get us home.

She told us.

Wait a minute, you've been inside?

And you made it out alive? - Bullshit.

Nobody's ever done that. - We did.

Every time one of us

is going up against her,

they die.

The Punisher,

Quicksilver, Daredevil.

Daredevil, I'm so sorry. - It's fine.

Okay.

Even that sweet baby angel, Johnny Storm,

he up and going missing

like, what, two days ago?

Ah, that's so sad.

Wherever this Johnny fellow is,

I'm sure he's thriving.

Look, there's strength

in numbers, all right?

Us, plus you guys, we can

put Cassandra over our knee

and force her to let us out of The Void.

I know what it means to feel self-doubt.

I don't feel that at all. - I'm good.

Now, I get your gut like

a coke duct tape worm. - It's like you're in

the middle of my soul.

You guys may not have been

able to save your universes,

but you can avenge them.

It's what Johnny would have wanted.

Wait, you knew Johnny?

Oh yeah.

Dick head here, talk to

him about team up.

Then Johnny came down with

a little case of the deads.

No, no, no, no, we don't know that.

It was just a flesh wound.

He may have survived.

If he survived that,

he is praying for death.

Thank you, Dr. Wolverine.

Spill it.

What you do to Johnny, huh?

Talk, or I'm gonna stop you.

Okay, okay, hey, hey, hey.

Okay, he rains badass

mouth about Cassandra,

and she zip-zapped his skin,

leaving his organs to

splash crudely under the ground

while the soil greedily drank his blood.

It was horrible.

He was like a brother to me.

Look, he died before he

could make a difference,

but maybe you couldn't save your world,

but Jesus Christ, you could save mine.

I don't give a shit about your world,

but if these two made

it out of alive,

maybe together, we could

get back in and take her down.

Where I come from,

we call that suicide, cher.

If we can block her psychic powers,

we can get a leg up.

I know it.

Now, I know Magneto's dead,

but I venture to guess that his helmet

is lying around here somewhere.

Cassandra melted the helmet. - Fuck!

Then she killed him. - Fuck!

She don't play.

She knows that helmet was the only way

to protect anyone from her powers.

The only other helmet

that strong is Juggernaut's,

but he works for Cassandra.

Juggernauts helmet, that's it. - And we don't be knowing

that it ain't coming off.

That it don't, gotta come out with it.

I'm so sorry, beautiful,

how could this be gentle?

Who is your dialect coach? The minions?

I feel like we're missing

critical exposition here.

I'm sick of this shit.

I'm sick of hiding.

Let's face it, our world's forgot about us.

Everyone never learned about us.

The heroes we were.

Lives we saved, or wanted to save.

Maybe these two are our chance,

to be remembered the way we deserve.

Yes.

An ending. - Legacy.

Yes, yes, let this man cook.

This is what I'm talking about.

Big slow motion, fight sad music,

everybody working together.

Who knows if you live

or die, that sort of thing.

Who's ready?

I was born ready.

Yes, Gambit?

I ain't know my daddy,

but I'm sure I shot-out-of-his-dick ready.

Jesus Christ, that is graphic.

Yeah, he was random, but

he knows all about my mama

and I shot out there and

I said, "What's up, doc?"

Johnny wants to love you.

X-23, what's it gonna be?

The name's Laura.

Let's fucking go.

Let's fucking go.

So, let's kick it and go.

Yeah, we're doing this.

You're all fucking dead.

My god, read the room.

I'm not looking for company.

Get out of here.

You remind me of an angry, drunk maine.

Sounds like a great guy.

I wasn't finished.

Showed up when it mattered the most.

Couldn't help it.

You might not know it, but

you're a good man, Logan.

You might not know it, but

apparently I'm the worst Logan.

I got to have a life because of you.

I got to grow up because of you.

A lot of kids did.

A lot of kids didn't

grow up because of me.

Trust me, kid, I'm no hero.

That suit says different. - Yeah, what, do you like it?

Scott used to beg me to wear it.

So did Gene, Storm, Beast.

All of them.

Wanted me to be part of the team.

Told them they all

looked fucking ridiculous.

I couldn't have them

thinking I wanted to be there.

And then one day,

while I was off on my own,

the humans came.

They went mutant hunting.

I can guess the rest.

No, no, let me.

Let me say it.

I need to say it.

By the time I stumbled

on shit-faced from the bar,

it was too late.

They were dead, every...

This suit's all I got to

remind me of who they were.

And what I did.

We're headed to Cassandra's at sun-up.

Have fun, not my fight.

We won't pull this off without you.

Hey, whoever you think I

am, you got the wrong guy.

You were always the wrong guy.

What?

Alioth didn't get them.

Cassandra wanted to play

with them herself first.

They got away.

Did they find the others?

No.

Good, all right.

The others found them.

Oh, very cute, well done, Pyro.

Classic baby swish,

you really got me there.

Relax.

They come after Nova, she'll handle it.

Cassandra is a lunatic wild card.

Why do you think we put

her there in the first place?

I'm told she's never

chosen to leave The Void.

The Time-Ripper is

hours away from completion.

I can't take any chances.

Maybe not, but I can. For a price.

Why do you have to say it like that,

that silly voice?

It's so icky.

You want it done or not?

All right, your price, take her out.

Mutants.

Look at that, yeah.

See them big old hands coming through?

Is there not a

one-hundred-nothing inside that?

What Gambit's trying to say

is getting Juggernaut's helmet

ain't gonna be easy.

I'm just making stuff up with this.

Yeah, tilt up to blame.

Where do you get that little beauty?

That's the Punisher's 84.

Which Punisher? There's been like 5 of them.

There's only been one Blade.

There's only ever gonna be one Blade.

Incoming!

Oh, this is gonna be good.

You know how long I've

been waiting for this?

Whoo, I'm about to make

a name for myself here.

I don't think you

guys walk away from this.

You just make sure people know what

happened here today.

When you get out of here,

you have a drink for me, yeah?

You guys stay on our six, get inside.

We'll make sure you get the package.

Then we'll get our ending.

Some motherfucker's still

trying to ice skate up in here.

You two escaping I could live with,

but coming back, willingly.

Boys are so silly.

I just need to get home.

Well, that's not on the menu, I'm afraid.

It's death or

enslavement, a la cart, of course.

Up!

Finally, it's nice to give

someone else a chance to talk.

Not my strong side.

You shouldn't have done that.

Adios, pendejo.

You are an interesting one, aren't you?

I do feel like you get

lost behind all of this.

Deadpools are a dime in

dozen here in The Void.

But you, what's going on in here?

Interesting.

Not what I expected back here.

Behind the Anchor.

You're hiding from them,

from all the ones you let down.

So much pain.

I walked away.

They called after me, and I walked away.

I always do.

I know.

That's not all you did, is it?

You found them, the X-Men?

Dead.

What did you do?

I started killing and I couldn't stop.

I didn't want to stop.

All those bad men.

It's not just the bad ones..

My little animal.

I turned the whole

world against the X-Men.

Just once,

I want to be the man

that Charles thought I was.

Logan, in The Void you

can be what you are.

I just want to be free.

I can set you free.

I can silence all those voices. I've got you.

I've got you.

I got you.

You're gonna send us home,

then I'm gonna twist

your fucking head off.

Why are you laughing?

I can't send you unless you

get this thing off my head.

And as soon as you do that,

I'm going to boil your

brains on an atomic level

whilst flicking my bean

to the end of your box set.

This end of your box set?

Either you kill me or I kill you.

Both wonderful options.

You want me to do it?

No, I'll do it.

I have her neck right here,

it's really no problem.

You'll screw it up.

Oh come on, Mr. PG-13

except the last one.

What the fuck?

No, no, no.

You have no idea what it's like.

Day after day, "shovel the shit",

"fetch the meats".

I have spent my entire exist..

Not everyone gets a speech.

She's gonna die.

Okay, hey, if I

take this helmet off,

you promise you won't kill us.

I promise I will kill you first.

Why are you like this?

I wish I knew.

Take it off. - What?

Take it off. - Why?

Just take it off.

This is our only chance to fix our shit.

Take it off!

I am wearing a suit.

And that means a lot of things,

but most of all, it means I'm an X-Men.

And I know your brother.

As much as I'm gonna fucking kill you,

every bone in my body

wants to fucking kill you.

He would not let me

stand here, and watch you die.

Take your hands off.

This is for him.

This is for Charles.

Don't you dare do it like Johnny.

My brother loved you.

He loved all of us.

Hmm. Must be nice.

He would have loved you too.

If he knew about you,

if he knew where you were,

he would have torn a

hole in the fucking universe

to bring you home.

This is home.

Then at least let us save his.

You wanna hear something crazy?

An amateur magician

roamed through here

a while back.

I killed him, of course,

wore his skin around for four days.

But I found this, little trinket

on his lovely fingers.

Strange.

Marvel's sparkle circle.

What is that?

This is your way home.

I do owe you for saving my life,

but let's keep things interesting.

I'd say you have about four seconds

before your life's through.

Race you.

As I said, we got a standard 3-year

bumper to bumper warranty.

Glad you gave us a second chance.

And don't worry, Wade and I are a team,

so I'll see you again after...

That feels like a

KIA.. A fucking KIA car, wasn't it?

Oh.

Holy shit, that's Deadpool.

And that's Wolverine.

You damn straight it is.

FOX killed him.

Disney brought him back.

They're gonna make him

do this till he's 90.

Let's go.

I'll clock you out.

Forever.

Forever.

Wakey wakey.

Okay.

Now you put all these bullets in my belly

and I'm gonna find out why.

Whoa, whoa!

Just say it.

You don't have to

stick your fingers in me.

Jesus, just ask sometimes.

Fine.

Really?

Hands in pockets.

A guy named Paradox.

He said he'd get me out of The Void.

All I know is he works for the TVA. - The TVA?

We had an agreement.

I don't think this guy cares.

Huh, he will.

Hey people, how much longer

before the Time-Ripper is active?

We're running the final safety checks.

Oh, okay, all right,

thanks for all your hard work

Ralph, take a jump. - Really?

No, you drooling boob.

No, we have company,

cancel the safety checks.

We need to be live now.

Oh, I hate you so much.

No, stop, piss off, you're too late.

Fucking done.

Why was Thor crying?

How dare you?

No one comes back from The Void.

Tell that to Cassandra Nolva.

Paradox, we have a problem.

Paradox?

You tried to kill me.

I literally have no idea..

You come for the king, you better kill the king.

Oh, welcome to the

skull-fuck club, Paradox.

You know she doesn't wash that hand.

Oh, what's this?

A Time-Ripper, you naughty boy.

Oh no, we're on it, we're gonna head down

and dismantle that thing now.

We got you, boo, you just

keep playing those keys.

I don't want to destroy it.

I want to use it.

Now shoo-, mommy and daddy

are having a conversation.

You know the funny things?

I was happy in The Void.

You sent the trash to me,

life that I cleaned it up.

Everyone was happy.

And you had to go and

piss on my side of the fence,

And, so now the fence must come down.

I'm going to use a little Time-Ripper,

and I'm going to destroy this universe

and the next and the next and the next

until all that's left is The Void.

And I get to play God.

Come on.

Now, you are going to show me how to use

this fancy gadget of yours.

Don't worry, I've called some friends

to make sure were not disturbed.

Sorry to bother, madam,

but there's something you need to see.

We're getting indications of an

unsanctioned Time-Ripper

activating on Earth-10005.

Whose district is that?

Paradox.

Well, thank you so much

for your help, darling.

God, good to get out of that head.

What a mess.

Stop.

Let's give it a beat

for the extras to clear.

Go, go, go, go.

Oh my God.

Oh my God.

Come on, girl.

We'll never be apart, never, ever again.

Never, ever again.

Sorry. - Fuck!

What's cafe gratitude doing here?

Sorry about that.

Tremble not, sweet Mary Puppins.

I'll handle him.

Come here, girl. Papa's here.

Hey, do not insult

this animal's autonomy.

She can decide who her papa is.

What's it gonna be, girl, huh?

Original Recipe?

Or Van Wilder here.

Oh, it's funny.

I can gently tap the fourth wall too.

The Proposal.

The fuck was that?

Bitch, you think that's what I do?

Both of you, shut up.

You smell something?

Yeah, you.

A lot of you.

Told you there were

a lot of Deadpools over there.

That's bad.

I take it they're not friendly.

Goodness, no.

Sorry about this, boys.

Mission over. Cause of death, 100

kill-thirsty Deadpools.

They're dumb, but they can fight.

Not me though.

I'd love to get in the mix,

but I have low bone density

and I have to keep my face safe.

Hold please. - Oh, God.

All right, look.

Guys!

Deadpool Prime here.

Our fight isn't with you.

Hey, when I want your opinions,

I'll take Wolverine's

dick out of your mouth.

That's Kidpool, she's the dirtiest.

Can we just be done?

Ooh, we're just getting started.

No, no, no, no, no.

With the whole multiverse thing,

it's not great.

It's just been miss,

after miss, after miss.

Wizard of Oz did the multiverse first

and they did it best.

The gays knew it, but we didn't listen.

Let's just take the L and move on.

I think it's been

steadily great since Endgame.

What are you talking about?

The multiverse is over.

Sandy gonna destroy the

fuck out of every time.

Y'all can't do shit about it.

Do you not get it?

If we don't get out of

the subway, it's stopped

or we all die.

Say, the boss lady

don't want no disturbance.

You wanna get down to the subway?

You gotta go through us.

UZI time, baby.

UZI time, baby.

Look alive.

I think I'm hit.

Oh shit, you did that on purpose.

I did no such thing.

Listen to me, gorgeous.

How long does it take

for you to regenerate?

Regenerate?

You really are God's

perfect idiot, aren't you? - I'm okay.

How dare you, you

insensitive son of a bitch.

How was I supposed to

know he doesn't regenerate?

I'm not a medicine woman.

Look, a donut cart.

They're practically hospitals.

They sell portable triage units. - They don't.

I'm gonna get you to safety. - He's not.

Deep breath.

Hey, where are we stopping?

Just catching my breath.

Are your legs on vacation?

You're dead weight.

Just because I'm paralyzed.

We all have problems.

Listen to me.

You're gonna live.

Look at me, Nicepool.

Here, come over here.

Say it.

I'm gonna live.

Say it with me.

You're gonna live.

You're gonna live.

Ha ha.

Say it louder!

I'm gonna live.

Hold your fire!

Sweet little puppy.

I don't think he's gonna make it.

God, he loved his face.

I could taste his final thought.

He was so afraid.

But he died a hero.

He died from murder, you dumb fuck.

All I have to remember him by

are these two gold-plated,

50-caliber Desert Eagle pistoleros.

This is for him.

Are you ready?

I get to kill 100 of yous.

Fuck you, I'm ready.

You don't wanna see this, bub.

That's a good girl.

Holy shit.

You saved the good

stuff for special occasions?

Killing mostly.

What's the wind resistance

on those blowjob headings?

Sorry, just a gatty

picture, but I'm jealous.

All right, let's do this.

Maximum effort.

What the fuck?

I wish I was deaf.

Come on, I blew it.

After all that, the only

thing you're gonna remember

is that god-awful dismount.

What are you laughing at, little fucker?

Oh no.

I guess these ones regenerate.

Come on, we don't have time for this.

Deadpools, stand down.

This Deadpool's with me.

Oh no.

Holy shit.

That's fucking Peter.

Wait, you guys know Peter?

Are you kidding me?

Every Deadpool has a Peter.

Shit, Peter's a god damn legend

in every Deadpool's world.

Peter-san.

Enjoy my Peter.

Oh, now you're here.

Oh well, you're too late, it's all over.

Not yet, it's not.

No, no, no, no, but we're very close.

Homestretch, folks, promise.

Quick, let's have the stakes.

If she steals the Time-Ripper,

she has the power to shred

the fabric of all the realities

until there is nothing left but The Void.

How do we shut it down?

I don't know.

The mask is really intimidating, huh?

It's like Batman

except he can move his neck.

Okay, look, look, look, look, look.

The Ripper is fed from a

secure chamber below ground.

It is powered by twin

Matter and Anti-matter feeds

converging inside the device.

Now Cassandra Nova is

redirecting the Ripper's power

to eliminate all

timelines, starting with this one.

Theoretically, you could stop her

by short circuiting the

feeds in the chamber below.

One of you would create a

circuit between the two feeds,

then the released power

would destroy the machine.

But.. - Come on, man.

If you're not gonna swallow, spit it out.

Whoever formed the

bridge would be annihilated.

I could live with that.

I could live with that too, actually.

We'd survive anything.

We're like cockroaches.

Not this time.

This is Matter and Anti-matter.

They do not play nicely with each other.

When they mix in your

body, you will be atomized.

Trust the laws of

physics if you don't trust me.

Even if you lived long

enough to make the circuit,

you will die down there.

Hold up, hold up.

You heard that asshole upstairs.

Even if we pull this off,

we're dead, permanently.

That's why it's gotta be me.

What?

Look, man, you didn't

ask for any of this.

You were right.

I lied.

I lied right to your face.

Just to get you to help me, you did.

You didn't lie.

You made an educated wish.

Come on.

You got a whole world to go back to.

I got nothing.

I got nothing.

Give me this.

Hey.

I waited a long time for this team up.

You know something?

You're the best Wolverine.

Say hi to your friends for me.

Open the door.

I can't hear you over

all the noble sacrifice.

Why are you fucking doing this?

Because I'm Marvel Jesus.

Or Spock.

Hard to say.

Hey!

You fucking idiot.

Sorry, I'm just stalling.

I think I'm nervous about dying.

It should be me.

Say hi to my friends for me, peanut.

Why you gotta an annoying prick?

You're gonna die in there, you fuck.

Hey, you don't need to do this.

I'm not doing it because I need it.

I'm doing it because they do.

No!

No!

All right.

He's not gonna make it.

It's over.

The Wolverine is a hero in my world.

Whoever you think I am,

you got the wrong guy.

You were always the wrong guy.

Till you weren't.

Wade.

Wade, you can finally, finally, matter.

I miss her. I wanna see Vanessa.

For the first time in

my life, I am proud.

To wear this suit.

It means I'm an X-Men.

I am THE X-Men.

Paradox.

You've been busy.

Well, somebody has been.

We had some strange

readings from this location.

You wouldn't know anything about an

unsanctioned Time-Ripper,

would you?

No, no, I wouldn't know anything

about an unsanctioned Time-Ripper.

Maybe you should ask Cassandra Nova,

because I was assured that

she was safely held in The Void.

But no, she was here

and she fondled my brain.

How did you let this happen?

You weren't involved at all.

In stopping her, yes, yes, I was.

But not nearly enough.

Not as much as the men who

went down there after her.

My men, my friends,

I warned them, that they would be

completely obliterated

if they went, but they went anyway, like,

like heroes.

Because that's who they were.

They just did what they had to do.

We both concerned for their own safety.

The fact that we are

all still standing here

is a testament to their heroism.

Anyway, there's nothing you or I can do

to bring them back now.

He has risen, baby girl!

Fuck!

Found your new Anchor Being.

And we're doing just

fine, you piece of shit.

Fine indeed.

All right, put your greasy

tits away, you preening slut.

I don't understand.

How are you two still alive?

You're right, one of us

would have been killed.

But you put a Deadpool

and a Wolverine together,

make them hold hands

while listening to Madonna?

Indestructible motherfucker.

Let's get this Deadpool

variant back to The Void.

Wait, hold on, what?

Nope, actually, this one's homegrown.

Like me, he belongs here.

And you are?

Peterpool.

But you can call me Peter.

And I hope that you do.

What the fuck is happening here?

You are under judgment

for operating an

unsanctioned Time-Ripper. Take him.

I was just doing what you

don't have the guts to do.

Get off, get off, your

hands off me.

I'm grateful, gentlemen.

Let's hold the bows.

You led an Omega level

mutant to this timeline.

You're welcome.

And you shouldn't even

be near this timeline.

He's welcome.

And you look damn good in that suit.

I'm so sorry.

I wanna show you something.

Something huge.

That's what Scoutmaster Kevin used to say.

Do you see that?

Your universe is regenerating.

Whatever you did here, you

not only saved your world,

you spared your timeline from extinction.

And rest up.

I have a feeling your work

is only just getting started.

Till you're 90.

Wait!

We couldn't have made it out of The Void

without some help from some people

that the world kinda forgot.

Is there any way that

you could maybe find a way

to bring them home?

I'll see what I can do.

And I promised my friend here

that the TVA could undo

some pretty awful shit

in his timeline.

What would you say to that?

Change the past.

He did help me save the world.

And his past made him the man who did it.

There's nothing to fix, Mr. Wilson.

Shawarma? - I could eat now.

You know the Avengers discovered shawarma.

They'd be lucky to have you.

Fuck off!

Hold my little munchkin.

Yes it's you, you restless fiber.

Oh, all is right in the world.

Yes it is.

So what are you gonna do next?

I'll figure it out.

I always do.

All right.

So I'll probably see you around.

Probably not.

See you, bub.

Logan!

Al, I'm back.

About damn time, you holdin'?

I'm all out of devil's

and I'm shaking like an angry vibrator.

Thank you, Al.

We have company.

Althea, this is Logan.

Nice to meet you, Logan.

Nice to meet you too.

And this little ancient,

anal shit-knot is Mary Puppins.

Or as I like to call her, Dogpool.

You wanna treat

yourself to a little stroke?

Look at the tongue.

Oh my God, motherfucker!

Right, it's like an

armadillo fucked a gremlin,

angrily, in a bed of gonorrhea,

and didn't stop till the sun came up.

Everyone wants to matter.

Turns out that you don't need to be

Marvel Jesus to do it.

You just need to open

your eyes and look around.

And if you're lucky,

you'll find a few friends.

Old friends and some new ones too.

Give me the fucking

dog, talk to the girl.

Oh, hi.

Hi.

You've been busy?

I did it for you.

I know you don't want me, I did it for you.

Turns out, I am the world's saving type.

Just look around this

table if you want proof.

The best part,

sometimes the people we save,

they save us right back.

I'm tired of these absolutely vile rumors

that I got Johnny killed.

Let's look at the tape.

In The Void, you're either food for Alioth,

or you work for her.

Go on, Johnny.

And I'll tell you who her is.

Cassandra Nova, a

megalomaniacal psychotic asshole.

A finger-licking, dead inside pixie slab

at third rate dime store nut-milk.

And I'll tell you what she can do.

I'm listening.

She can lick my

goddamn cinnamon ring clean

and kick rocks all the way to bald hell.

In fact, I don't give a

shit if she removes all my skin

and pops me like some

nightmarish blood balloon.

If the last thing I do

with this God forsaken,

cum gutter existence,

is light that fuck box on

fire, I still won't die happy.

Holy shit, girl, you crazy.

That's right, Wade.

I won't be happy until I've urinated

on her freshly barbecued corpse

and husk fuck that chime remains

while gargling Juggernaut's juggin' nuts. - Wow.

And you can quote me.

Okay.

Gotcha, fuck face.