03x03 - Phoenix Saga, Part 1: Sacrifice

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LILANDRA: Help me,
Charles Xavier.
Help me.

(GRUNTING)

XAVIER: Who are you?

Where have you come from?

How do I know you?
How do I possibly know you?

By what miracle
do I feel your fear,
your pain?

Who is trying to hurt you?

Why would they?
Why can't you get away?

(GRUNTING)

LILANDRA: Help me,
Charles Xavier.
Help me.

For the sake of the future,
help me.

(GASPS)

They're coming!

XAVIER ON PA:
All X-Men report to
the w*r Room, immediately.

Repeat,
all X-Men to
the w*r Room.

(COUGHS)

WOLVERINE: So what's the
big deal that couldn't
wait till morning?

I...

I'm sorry, Wolverine,
but I wouldn't have
disturbed you

if I didn't feel
it was important.

(SNIFFING)

Zit cream?

Oh, no!
I forgot.

XAVIER: Rogue is
still out on
a mission.

Does anyone know
where Gambit is?

Look like I come
home just in time.

Late date, hey, Gumbo?

Not for me.

The space shuttle Starcore is
scheduled for launch tomorrow.

Yes, I just recently
spoke with Dr. Corbeau.

He intends
to study a unique
solar vortex phenomenon.

JUBILEE:
Professor Xavier...

CYCLOPS: Professor...

You must find a way
to get aboard that
shuttle.

And go to the Eagle One
space station.

Or Dr. Corbeau and
his crew are doomed!

Breaking into government
installation's not
usually our style.

What
are we supposed
to do on Eagle One?

I...

I wish I could tell you.

I don't much like getting
blown off the planet
without knowing why.

All I can tell you is that
an event of immense
importance

is about to occur in space.
You must be ready.

You heard the Professor.
We've got a shuttle to catch.

Oh, well.

Makes about as much sense
as some of the stuff we do.

XAVIER:
Storm, you'll help the
others board the shuttle,

but I want you
to remain on
Earth.

I thought
you might come.

Sorry to bother you,
Professor,

but I wanted to
talk to you in
private.

Why can't you tell us
what this mission is
really about?

Don't you trust us?
Don't you trust me
to lead the team?

Of course I trust you,
Scott.

I wish I could tell you more,

but the visions I have
seen these past days

make me feel as if
I'm losing control.

Even I don't know
what they mean.

COMPUTER:
Stealth mode initiated.

(RADAR BEEPING)

We'll need some kind of cover
if we're going to get to
those buildings

without anyone seeing us.

Storm.

Fog,

rise and enshroud us in
the cloak of your gray mists!

(RUMBLING)

All right, Beast,
get us over that
fence.

-With pleasure.
-WOLVERINE: Hey!

(SCREAMING)

You lie around
on the job, huh?

(CHUCKLES)
Any landing you can
walk away from, old boy.

Do that again
and we'll see
where you land!

Come on,
quit fooling around.

Sorry, Dad.

This one's mine.

(ALARM BLARING)

(SNIFFING)

(ALARM CONTINUES BLARING)

Jubilee, it's time
to get yourself
caught.

I know.

Look, you know they
have to catch somebody,
or they'll scrub the launch.

It's just not fair.
I always wanted to
be an astronaut!

Storm and the Professor
will get you out as soon
as the shuttle's launched.

Good luck!

I never get
to have any fun.

SECURITY GUARD: Hey! Kid!

What do you think
you're doing here?

Wow, is this like
totally embarrassing?

I mean,
I just thought
I'd have a look.

I didn't think
it was any big deal.

You're coming with us.
Now!

Sure. Whatever
you say, Officer.

Hey, what...

Sorry, gentlemen, but
if the Professor's right,

I may have just
saved your lives.

WOLVERINE: Plenty
of food and water.

With any luck,
nobody will find them

until we get back
from the mission,
whatever it is.

CYCLOPS: They'll be safe
in the isolation chamber.

Okay, finish suiting up,
everyone.

What?

What is it,
Dr. Corbeau?

Is something wrong?

For a moment,
I thought you were...

Never mind.

It's time to
board the shuttle.

We're ready, Doctor.

I just wish I knew
what they were facing.

Trust them, Professor,
as they have trusted you.

They have Jubilee.

I just wanted to see
the shuttle up close.

Right!
Maybe you'd talk better
in a federal prison cell!

-SECURITY GUARD: Look out!
-JUBILEE: Hey!

(BOTH GRUNT)

Hey, look! She's gone!

What a kick!
Can we do it again?

CORBEAU: Starcore
to Eagle One station.

All systems normal
for rendezvous and
docking.

ERIC THE RED: We'll be
ready for you,Starcore.

Eagle One out.

Make sure all
personnel are secure.

Yes, Dr. Corbeau.

Fascinating.

Manned close
orbital solar probe.

Complete radiation shielding.

A magnificent
piece of technology.

All these gizmos
get on my nerves.

Does anyone have a clue
why we're on this tub?

"Ours is not to reason why.
Ours is but to do and..."

(KNOCK ON DOOR)

Get ready.

Fascinating.

CORBEAU: Docking
sequence initiated.

I hear the station personnel
planned a great welcome
for us.

(CHUCKLES) They don't
get many guests up here.

(GROANS)

-What is it, Jean?
-I don't know.

A presence, one
I've never felt
before.

A trap!
No, Dr. Corbeau!

Quickly!
Back to the shuttle!

What? Hank McCoy?

What are you...

Who are these people?

(COUGHING)

I'll blast the hatch!

(COUGHING)

Scott!

(ALL CHOKING)

(BOTH GRUNT)

(COUGHING)

Shi'ar emissary
Eric the Red welcomes
you to Eagle One station.

It is unfortunate that
you shall not be staying.

The shuttle crew has been
neutralized, Your Excellency.

They... Stowaways?

What do you mean?

They must know of my
plans for the crystal!

How could they?

Lilandra!

Why did you
not prevent this?

I shall!

You will not
fail me again.

Bring Dr. Corbeau
to the control room.

The others serve no purpose.

Prepare to open the airlock.

Let the galaxy know the
price for aiding Lilandra.

COMPUTER:
Initiating airlock
safety systems override.

I must stop them.

COMPUTER: Nine...

(JEAN GRUNTS)

Some kind of device.

COMPUTER: Five...

Too strong.

COMPUTER:
...three, two, one.

Safety override
sequence complete.

Emergency hatch activated.

Scott!

Got to close that hatch!

COMPUTER: Safety
systems reactivated.

Scott. Wake up, Scott!

(GRUNTS)

(GRUNTS)

Jean!

Jean! What happened?

I started to put up
a psychokinetic
shield around me

just before
I lost consciousness.
It must have done some good.

All I remember is someone
standing over us, gloating.

I'm sure he's
got Dr. Corbeau.

What about the space station
crew?

Mind control.

So strong I
can't override it.

Some sort of device
has been implanted
in their brains.

Someone called
for a surgeon?

First we rescue
Dr. Corbeau,

without destroying
the space station
crew.

ERIC THE RED: The vortex
you've come to study is
what your primitive science

would designate
as a wormhole, a tear
in the fabric of space.

We Shi'ar
are capable of opening
such galactic passageways

when circumstances require it.

My purpose
here is to intercept
an enemy of my emperor,

the rebel Lilandra,
who will soon travel
through the wormhole.

I have mounted
an energy w*apon
capable of disabling

her rebel star cruiser,

especially when
fired from an unassuming
primitive space station.

But who are you?

I am an agent of the
Shi'ar emperor for
this sector.

All the years
I have waited for
my emperor to need me!

Watching your pathetic
backwater little world!
Walking among you!

Perhaps now
I can be assigned to
a more important planet.

One that
is not infested
with lower life forms.

CYCLOPS:
Looks like the Professor
sent us to the right place!

You?
You were to have
been space debris!

Think again!

You cannot comprehend
the power of the Shi'ar.

Destroy them!

(BOTH GRUNT)

SHI'AR COMPUTER VOICE:
Warning.
Vortex event horizon.

Intergalactic matter
transference proceeding.
Shi'ar class "Y" cruiser.

(GRUNTS)

You cannot stop me
from completing my
mission!

CORBEAU:
He's going to destroy
the alien spaceship!

Whoever you are,
please stop him!

Retreat to my ship!

The whole station's
beginning to break up!

COMPUTER: Reactor
containment systems failing.

Back to the shuttle!
It's our only chance!

We can't leave
the crew behind!

Come on, fella.

Have I got
a story to tell you.

Agent!
What is happening?

Has Lilandra's
ship been stopped?

Not as yet, Excellency.

But her agents
will soon be
destroyed.

Can this thing still fly?

We're about to find out.

COMPUTER: Warning.
Reactor overload
imminent.

Warning. Reactor
overload imminent.

We made it, Doctor!

COMPUTER: Target locked
on Shi'ar cruiser.

The Shi'ar star cruiser!

We're going to
fly right through
the energy contrail!

Controls have been damaged.

Fuel is low and leaking.
We can't change course!

Can the ship take it?

I don't know.

I'm getting powerful,
unknown readings,

so intense
they're completely
off the scale!

Look like there gonna be
a barbecue and we gonna
be the main course.

Doctor, the solar probe!
Its shielding should be
able to protect us.

Yes, of course.
But the autopilot is sh*t.

I'll have to
stay behind and pilot
the shuttle for re-entry.

If the
radiation level is
as high as you say,

you would
never survive long
enough to land us.

I can fly it. I can
telepathically absorb
Dr. Corbeau's flight training

and generate a psychokinetic
shield to protect myself
from the radiation.

I won't allow it!
It's too dangerous!

You said it yourself,
the team's mission
comes first.

There's no other way.

If I can fly the Blackbird,
I can fly the space shuttle!

Your chances of survival
are too small to compute.

I lead the team.
This is my job.

I'm sorry, Scott.

(CYCLOPS GROANS)

There's no other way.

WOLVERINE: Jean, I...

Don't try to stop me, Logan.

I wouldn't.
I just wanted
to say good luck.

(GROANS)

(GROANS IN PAIN)

(JEAN SCREAMING)

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