01x09 - The Cure

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NARRATOR: Previously on X-MEN...

You try to escape,
the collars will be reactivated at once.

If you try to remove your collar,
it will explode and destroy you.

Now, get to work!

Now! Gambit! Jubilee!

My powers!

GYRICH: The collars you use
to control your mutants.

They were invented by a scientist
in Scotland.

It's him.

-GAMBIT: Who are you?
-The Wild Man of Borneo.

HODGE: His name is Cable.

He was a mercenary
in the Leader's army,

until he found out the Leader
wasn't the champion of democracy

he claimed to be.

So he threw his wages back
in the Leader's face

and took to the hills
to start a revolution.

See you around.

GYRICH: How much is it worth to you
to have that man Cable eliminated?

Uh-uh.

LEADER: Cable lives by his code,
but he will not live long.

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

GISELA:
I should be frightened, Warren.

What do you mean?

They say you keep a mad scientist
up here.

Dr. Frankenstein, perhaps?

His name's Gottfried Adler.
He's an expert on genetics.

But he's not here.
I sent him to Scotland to do research.

-We're alone, then.
-I'd better take you home.

Why must you always push me away?

You wouldn't want to get close to me,
not if you knew what I was really like.

Are you Adler?

I'm Warren Worthington III!
Who are you?

Next time you take a sh*t at somebody,
make sure you hit him.

I'll remember that.

(SCREAMING)

-You got a short memory.
-GISELA: Warren?

(GRUNTING)

Pal, you picked the wrong chalet
to terrorize.

What's going on?
Warren? Are you all right?

(GISELA GASPS)

-What? Where's Warren?
-He's all right.

My w*apon's set to stun.
Where's Adler?

He's... He's gone to Scotland.

Scotland? You mean Muir Island.

Get down!

(GROANS)

Warren!

Warren's gone.

(GASPS)

Don't!

No. I didn't mean to.

I'm sorry.

XAVIER: You created the Center
for Mutant Research, my dear Moira.

Can't you demand
to review Dr. Adler's work?

Aye, I would if I could.
But he's not really part of the Center.

He pays me well for everything.
His one request was to be left alone.

Then you don't know
if he really can reverse mutations.

I only know what he tells me.

Dr. Adler? It's Moira McTaggart.

I've an old friend here
who's interested in your work.

Professor Xavier from America.

ADLER ON INTERCOM:
Visitors are verboten, not allowed.

You promised no interference.

(XAVIER GRUNTING)

Xavier?

I tried to probe his mind,
but some force came between us.

Do you think Adler
could be a mutant himself?

Well, now, that would explain
why he's after a cure.

Don't say cure, Moira.

Being a mutant isn't a disease.
It's something you're born with.

It's as normal as being
a traditional h*m* sapien.

Not all mutants would agree with you.
What do your X-Men say?

I don't know. I haven't told them
about Adler's discovery.

But it's time I did.

That old boy Juggernaut
sure made a mess,

about like that Yankee general,
Sherman.

Keep an eye on me, Gambit.
You might learn something.

Let me put some nails in that
for you, Jean.

I always did like
working with my hands.

I like to work with my mind.

That mortar looks a little thick, Storm.
Better add some water.

Big expert. Always giving orders.

Making up for your screw-ups, gumbo.

Too bad you don't know
how to do anything

but pick pockets and steal candy
from babies.

(WOLVERINE GASPS)

Look out!

Gambit! What do you think
you're doing?

He better be more careful
with his mouth.

You better stop worrying
about my mouth

and start worrying about these!

-Why don't you boys calm down?
-You afraid I'm gonna hurt him?

I always thought you had a soft spot
for that Cajun.

About as soft as you, fat head.

You gonna shut up,
or am I gonna have to help you?

Hey, everybody!
Guess who wants to talk to us?

Dr. Adler claims his process
can reverse genetic mutations

within each cell of the body.

What?

You mean steal our powers?

It could be used
as a w*apon against us,

but some mutants might welcome
the chance to become normal.

Yeah? Who?

XAVIER: There's no right or wrong
in choosing to remain a mutant.

You have taught us
to value our powers, Professor,

not for their own sake,
but for what they can do for others.

You tell'em, Storm.
No deserters in this crowd.

XAVIER: Each of us will have
to make his own decision

if Adler's process really works.

I'm worried about Rogue, Cyclops.

Rogue? Why?

Because I know how she feels
when I touch your hand

or when we kiss.

Because I sense her pain.

Vacation, huh?

Muir Island's no good for you.

How about we go to Paris instead?

How about getting your butt
out of my car?

(CHUCKLES)

Let's have a kiss before you go, huh?

What's wrong, ch?re?

You know what happens
when I touch somebody!

You wanna end up in the hospital?

Maybe it's worth it, no?

(EXCLAIMS ANGRILY)

GAMBIT: Where you going, Rogue?
Where you going?

What the...

AVALANCHE: (SCOFFS)
Muir Island. What a dump.

There ain't nothing to steal
on this worthless rock.

This friend of yours better show up
soon, or I'm going back to jail,

just for something to do.

Are we becoming impatient, old stick?

The name's Avalanche, limey,
and what we're becoming is broke.

This scam of hers better pay off big.

That could be Mystique now.

What do you mean "could be"?
Don't you know what she looks like?

She's a shape-changer, old man.
One can never be sure.

Looking for me, love?

I sincerely doubt it,
unless your name's Gottfried Adler.

Alas, no.

(MUTANT GASPS)

(CHUCKLES) They call me Pyro.

-In the mood for a hot date?
-In a bull's-eye.

How about trying that with me?

Well, all right, hon,
since you asked me nice.

(AVALANCHE SCREAMING)

Pyro!

Where'd he go?

Hello? Dr. Adler?

ADLER ON INTERCOM:
Visitors are verboten.

I didn't fly across the whole danged
ocean to take no for an answer.

What do you want?

I hear you can change people, Doctor.

Change them,
so they won't be mutants anymore.

You make me like other people,
and you can name your own price.

You have great strength
as well as great beauty.

Why do you wish
to become merely normal?

Because I don't wanna live
my whole life

without knowing what it's like
to touch another human being.

ADLER: I will consider your request.

Come back in one hour.
I will have an answer for you then.

Apocalypse!

-You heard what she wanted?
-Yes.

Like all people, she is a fool,

but she has great powers.

You will use the machine
and make her my sl*ve.

STORM: You have taught us to value
our powers. Value our powers.

CODY: The moon sure is pretty tonight.

You ever been kissed, girl?

(CHUCKLES)

I'm beginning to think I never will be,

the way you keep going on
about the moon.

(CODY GROANS)

Cody!

ROGUE: Cody. Cody...

Avalanche!

Avalanche!

Hello. You aren't Avalanche.

I'm looking for Gottfried Adler.

Well, of course you are, old darling.
He's such a popular fellow.

Don't call me "darling".

-What did you do, fall in?
-Never mind.

I've found our pot of gold.

There seems to be a local scientist
who's in big demand these days.

As soon as I've dried off
we shall arrange a disappearance.

And my dear friend Mystique
need never know.

Your whole life will change
after the treatment.

Believe me.

That's what I'm here for, Doc.

It may be unpleasant at first,
but then you will feel nothing.

(GASPS)

Well done, old bean.

-Y'all looking for a rematch?
-PYRO: Perhaps another time.

(ROGUE GROANS)

-Bag the good doctor.
-Right.

You are making a terrible mistake.

(MUFFLED SCREAMING)

Adler.

Those boys are making me mad.

MOlRA: Dr. Adler!

I heard a loud crash, Moira.
What's going on?

I do not know.

How about you carrying him
for a while?

Shall we make him walk?

Listen, old man... Blimey!

He's a woman.

He's Mystique.

And you're a fool, Pyro.
I asked you to come here

because I thought Apocalypse
might find some use for you.

-Who's Apocalypse?
-Haven't the foggiest.

He's my master,

and he'll crush you like an insect
if you interfere again!

So your machine doesn't cure mutants.

It turns them into slaves of Apocalypse.

You mean you just made up
this guy Adler?

He was real enough
until he met Apocalypse.

Personally, I find this
frightfully confusing.

-ROGUE: Y'all get away from him...
-It gets worse.

...or you'll need a doctor sure enough.

I never could say no to a woman.

Back off, firefly. I need that guy.

(PYRO AND AVALANCHE GRUNTING)

Dr. Adler?

Dr. Adler, I presume.

MOIRA: What the devil
could have happened here?

It appears that Dr. Adler
has been kidnapped.

CYCLOPS: Professor Xavier.

XAVIER: Cyclops, Jean,
what are you doing here?

Rogue's disappeared, Professor.

I believe she has come here to see
Dr. Adler to undergo his treatment.

If she has, she may be in danger
of losing more than her mutant powers.

(GRUNTS)

PYRO: Listen, old girl, must we do this?

I think we're
all making a terrible mistake!

(PYRO EXCLAIMING)

Dr. Adler?

Who are you?

The name's Cable.
Last known address, Genosha.

They used to turn mutants
into slaves down there.

I have never heard of it.

They did it with collars
that suppressed mutant powers.

Collars you made.

That makes you a dangerous man.

Too dangerous to live.

ROGUE: Get away from that man!
What do you think you're doing?

Making the world safer for mutants.

(GRUNTS)

Plasma grenade.

You are making a terrible mistake.

Dr. Adler is already dead.

That's kind of hard to believe
coming from you.

Do you believe me now?

There's Adler.

Drop the w*apon.

No.

Look out, y'all!

(JEAN SCREAMS)

-No!
-ROGUE: Jean!

You all right, hon?

Just bruised, thanks to you.
What about him?

Whoever he was,
it's too late to help him now.

A most extraordinary young woman.

Thank you, Rogue.

You don't know
how much this means to me.

But I thought you wanted to be cured.

That's what I thought, too, Doc.
But there ain't no cure for who you are.

Then you must live forever
in the prison of your mutant powers.

I am my powers,
and the good they can do

for my friends and for the whole world.

I reckon
maybe I can live with that after all.

Thanks anyway, Doc.

-Look out!
-Look out yourself!

How do you fly without wings?

-I don't know. I just do.
-You're lucky.

Yeah. Lucky.

-ARCHANGEL: Dr. Adler.
-Herr Worthington!

I came here to warn you, Doctor.
But it looks like I'm too late.

Why did you not tell me
you are a mutant?

Why do you think
I've supported your research?

-You wish to be changed?
-Is the treatment ready?

ADLER: Apocalypse.

Apocalypse!

I've found another mutant
to become your sl*ve.

The millionaire, Warren Worthington,

with the wings of an angel.

How did you know he was a mutant?

I know more of this world
than you have even dreamed.

That is why I must destroy it.