01x02 - Night of the Sentinels: Part 2

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TV ANNOUNCER:
Another outbreak of v*olence...

The perpetrator is believed
to be a mutant.

FOSTER FATHER:
She's one of them, Martha.

FOSTER MOTHER:
How could you register her

with that Mutant Control Agency?

FOSTER FATHER:
Just hope the neighbors never find out

our beautiful Jubilee is a mutant.

SENTINEL: Initiate capture.

Release her!

Storm, Mistress of the Elements
commands you.

Gambit'll help you.

-Who are you?
-Cyclops.

Jean, I knew the existence
of the X-Men

would be revealed
to the public one day,

but not like this.

GAMBIT: There you are, Wolverine!

JUBILEE: What is this weird place?

(LAUGHING)

Professor Xavier is our leader
and he has named us the X-Men.

Jubilee. She's gone.

XAVIER: That ID photograph

is from the Mutant Control Agency
registration files.

Storm will take three X-Men in with her.
Wolverine and Beast and Morph.

CYCLOPS: I just wish I knew
what was happening in there.

You look nervous as a long-tailed cat
in a room full of rocking chairs.

I just wish I knew
what was happening in there.

If that was me in there,
you wouldn't have to worry.

We got trouble.

(EXCLAIMS)

(g*ns COCKING)

WOLVERINE: Hold up!

(SNIFFING)

I smell g*n oil.
Guards! They're on to us!

And I used to wonder
how she acquired her nom de guerre!

Keep them away from the building.

Remember,
no humans are to be harmed.

Watch yourselves as well.

GAMBIT: How about you tell them
not to harm us?

We're under att*ck!
Report to the guard room immediately!

So long, suckers!

(MORPH LAUGHING)

(GUARDS CLAMORING)

It looks like clear sailing from here.

We must destroy every registration file
in this area.

The computer is all yours, Beast.

My pleasure.
No mutant name shall remain.

STORM: We must destroy the hard files
as well. It's locked.

Unlocked.

BEAST: As Archimedes said

when he discovered
the principle of displacement,

"Eureka."

GYRICH: Wake up! Wake up!

I want to ask you
some questions, Jubilee.

I want to know about the mutants
who helped you at the mall.

I don't know anything.
Why are you doing this to me?

I haven't done anything! I'm just a kid.

GYRICH: You've already made life
miserable for your foster parents.

And as your mutant powers grow,

you'll become a danger
to everyone around you.

It's not my fault!
I can't help the way I was born!

You can help, Jubilee.

You can help us identify
the most dangerous mutants of all.

GAMBIT ON TAPE: Don't mess with
the X-Men. Don't mess with the X-Men.

Who are these so-called X-Men?

Gyrich!
Why did you bring that mutant here?

Who is she?

Just a random name from the files.

A test to see how easy it will be
to capture the rest of them.

I thought we agreed
not to strike the mutants

until we had 1OO Sentinels!

Well, you're building them
too slowly, Trask.

Aren't I paying you enough?
What are you waiting for?

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

Gyrich here.

Eliminate those mutants immediately!

Trouble at the Agency.

(EXCLAIMS)

Come on, boys.
Let's all go for a little moonlight swim.

Don't get a moon-burn!

You wanna play with Gambit?
Here! Take a card!

House wins!

Storm, we got trouble out here!
Move it before someone gets hurt.

Cyclops, understood.

Okay, we're done.
That's the last of the mutant files.

Let's go, Beast!

"Though I am always in haste,
I am never in a hurry."

John Wesley.

In mere moments
the files shall be no more!

My apologies, Beast.
We have no time for poetry.

Storm to Cyclops.

Mission accomplished.
We are coming out.

Understood. Everyone to the Blackbird.
Gambit, blow that fence.

Halt! Put your hands up!

(SCREAMING)

-ROGUE: Come to mama.
-Put me down, you flying freak!

ROGUE: Whatever you say, sugar!

First we charge the card,
then we blow it up!

Life don't get much better than this.

After you, mon ami.

Come on, move it!
We're missing dinner.

Didn't I tell you?
Clear sailing all the way.

WOLVERINE: Hey, Tin Woodsman!

I'm sending you back to Oz in pieces.

Wolverine! Pull back!

(SCREAMS)

-What's wrong, Jean?
-It's Morph.

Can't you feel it?

Morph? I don't sense anything.

(BLACKBIRD APPROACHING)

(SOBBING)

WOLVERINE: Cyclops!

I know how you feel
about it, Wolverine, but...

(GRUNTS)

You know nothing, little man!
Next time, I use these!

I've taken enough from you.

Let's do it! Let's see how tough
you are when you ain't giving orders.

Cyclops! Wolverine! Stop it!

Soldier boy here left them behind.

For all we know,
Morph and Beast may still be alive.

Beast is.

What about Morph?

(CRYING)

He's gone, mon ami.

(SNARLING)

Cowards, all of them!

Wolverine!

-Tell Cyclops I made him a convertible.
-What happened isn't his fault.

Wolverine!

It's not your fault, either.

WOLVERINE: Morph. Beast.

Wolverine! Pull back!

Morph?

No!

(SCREAMING)

-Beast!
-I'll get him!

(GRUNTS)

It's adamantium-tasting time, boys!

(WOLVERINE SCREAMING)

Five-card stud. Jacks or better to open.

Come on, Rogue!

Cyclops, give them an eyeful.

ROGUE: Uh-oh!
Let's fly! Cyclops, move your butt!

CYCLOPS:
Wolverine, we've got to pull back.

Cyclops! We are being overwhelmed.
We must retreat.

Come on, Wolverine! Let's go!

Eat dirt, Cyclops.
X-Men don't cut and run.

I'm going back for Beast and Morph.

-We can't help them.
-Maybe you can't, Junior, but I can.

I won't let you throw your life away!
Come back here!

I go where I wanna go.

Sorry. Not this time, sugar!

Gotta be careful to pull out
enough of your energy

to stop you without hurting you.

Morph. Beast.

Don't leave them.

I'll avenge you, my friend. I swear it!

GUARD 1: Send help! We have one of
the mutant intruders cornered.

GUARD 2: Hold it right there!
SENTINEL: Stand aside, human.

We will remove the surviving mutant.

You were sent here to help,
not take over.

This is my prisoner, robot.

Morph! He's gone.

-I want to ask you some questions.
-Another time.

It's your funeral. I'll be back.

And now
the President of the United States.

My fellow Americans.

Last night, several renegade mutants

att*cked the headquarters
of the federal Security Agency.

This att*ck was foiled with the help

o fexperimental robot policemen
called Sentinels.

Sentinels.

And now a reply to the President's
speech by Senator Robert Kelly.

KELLY:
The incidents at the New Salem Mall

and the Mutant Control Agency...

Why don't you shut that garbage off?

Why don't you get out of here,
fur-face?

This here's our table.

I'll bet. Yeah. Right.

-I don't think you heard me, runt.
-Come on, big man.

The fuzz ball's a mutant!

Get out of my place.
We don't want your kind around here!

Yeah, why don't you go back
to the freak show?

I go where I wanna go.

Wolverine. Drop it.
I need to talk to you.

MAN: Butt out, four eyes.

You wouldn't hit a man
with glasses, would you?

So take them off.

Stop!

Put them back on. Please.

If you're here to apologize for
running out on Beast, save your breath.

I don't apologize
for command decisions.

How would you like to locate
the Sentinels' home base?

When and where?

You wanted to see me,
Madam President?

PRESIDENT: I wanted to congratulate
you and Dr. Trask.

I also wanted to tell you
to stop all activities

involving your privately-run
mutant registration program.

Why?

Those mutants were willing to sacrifice
their lives to destroy your files.

Did they have good reason
to be threatened?

The fool. They're all fools!

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

Gyrich here.

Is he still there?

FOSTER FATHER: I'll keep him here
as long as I can, Mr. Gyrich.

-Soda?
-Thank you.

He thinks Jubilee's been kidnapped
by those things

the President talked about.

-Those giant Sentinels.
-What?

But why would anyone do something
like that?

Because people fear
what they don't understand.

Look, you have to get out of here now.

They said we should call them
if anyone came asking about Jubilee.

You've done nothing wrong.
You just want to help her.

And you have.

-Surrender, mutant.
-Of course.

Not!

(EXCLAIMS)

Sentinel 14 damaged
by unknown mutant.

Returning to base for repairs.

(EXCLAIMS)

-I have the Sentinel on radar.
-CYCLOPS: Let's go get him.

ROGUE:
This chicken's going home to roost.

GYRICH: Start packing, Trask.
TRASK: What?

The President has canceled
the government support

of mutant registration.

The Sentinel program may be next.
We're moving the operation overseas.

(SENTINEL APPROACHING)

(MACHINE SHUTTING DOWN)

All right!

Can't those things
watch where they're going?

Whatever happened,
I hope it keeps those slime balls busy.

Time to blow this joint.

GYRICH: What... What's that?
Get out of my way! Look out!

Stop her!

Uh-oh! Wrong way!

SENTINEL: Halt, mutant.

Oh, no. I just wanna go home!

CYCLOPS: Jubilee! Duck!

Come on, Trask!
Our work is just beginning.

You miss me, petite?

(GAMBIT CHUCKLES)

I reckon so.

You all ought to learn how to behave.

This one's for you, Morph!

-CYCLOPS: Is that all of them?
-Ain't that enough?

JUBILEE: You guys are
the best foster parents I ever had.

But Professor Xavier's school,
it's the best place for people like me.

You will come to visit us, won't you?

Does a mall babe eat chili fries?

CYCLOPS: Jean.

Back there with Beast and Morph,
do you think I did the right thing?

JEAN: You did what you had to do.

So did they.

(DOORBELL RINGS)