02x08 - Time Fugitives: Part 2

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NARRATOR:
Previously onX-Men...

Exterminate the vermin.

(ROARING)

What's this?
A temporal storm?

What's happening?

COMPUTER VOICE: Somehow,
the past is being changed and
the time stream is realigning.

As soon as the time
stream has realigned,

you and your world
will cease to exist.

It begins
with a time traveler
from the 21st century.

We'll stop this plague
or die trying!

My beautiful virus!

COMPUTER VOICE:
Because of Bishop,

the plague never
infected mutants.

As a result,
antibodies key to
the future stabilization

of the
mutant genetic code
were never created.

If our future is to survive,
the mutant plague must occur.

What do I do?

To save my world,

I have to
help Apocalypse
destroy a past one.

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

Show me everything.
I gotta know what to do.

COMPUTER VOICE: The mutant
named Bishop remains the key.

Apocalypse's
plague must occur so
that our time can survive.

I can't help Apocalypse!

The logic is
mathematically simple.

Millions must die in the past
so that future billions may
be born.

What's happening?

Do something!
Make it stop!

Tyler!

Help me, Dad!

Get me back there! Now!

COMPUTER VOICE: Vectoring
for trans-time injection on

previously
calculated coordinates.

Here we go again.

Bishop!

I already
know that part.
Who, or what, are you?

A time traveler.
Like you.

You can't
stop the plague your way.
We've got to find a way...

Nobody
gets in my way!
I got a job to do!

And I can't let you do it.

This one's
for the future!

(EXCLAIMS)

I got no time for this.

The X-Men, they've
gotta be told the
truth.

Computer,
body slide by one
to intercept Bishop.

(GASPS)

Who is that guy?

CABLE:
I don't wanna hurt you,

but I can't let
you stop the plague.

The future,
my future needs it.

BISHOP:
I'm not gonna stand by
and let millions die!

If you don't,
my future won't exist.

BISHOP:
That's not my problem!

My future matters
as much as yours.

I wish
there was
some other way.

Save it for
somebody who cares.

Where'd that come from?

Bishop, you fool.

Wait! You
don't understand
what you're doing!

What's up?

I thought you
all should see this.

City officials have begun
the quarantine of mutants...

Get rid of the mutants!
It's the only way to
stop the plague!

...in an effort to control the
mysterious illness which is
sweeping the country.

MAN: Send them back
to where they came from!

I've seen that man before.

He was at the mall
where Jubilee was
att*cked.

Come on. Let's go.

Computer, analyze
for Bishop's aura residue.

COMPUTER VOICE: Analysis
maximization underway.
Aura trail confirmation.

Good.

COMPUTER VOICE: Question,
why did you not destroy

Bishop in the
previous encounter?

I've seen too much
k*lling in my life.

Bishop is only trying
to help his people.

Illogical. The needs of
the many prevail over
the needs of the few.

Destroy Bishop
and your mission
is accomplished.

I will if I have to,
but not until I have to.

TV ANNOUNCER: We interrupt
our programming for this
special report.

City officials have begun
the quarantine of mutants

in an effort to control
the mysterious illness

sweeping the area.

The mayor has asked
all citizens to cooperate

so the quarantine can be
conducted in an orderly
manner.

Get rid of the mutants!

Scum like that,
and I'm on their side.

There's got
to be some other way!

(SIREN WAILING)

(ALL CLAMORING)

I can't do it.

Go home!
The plague isn't
caused by mutants.

He's one of them.
He's a mutant.

Don't make me hurt you.

(PEOPLE SCREAMING)

I do not believe it.

Cyclops,
that mob is attacking Bishop.

Bishop?

What's that time-jockey
doing back?

Look! On the roof!
He's aiming at Bishop!

I'm sorry, Bishop.

Remember me, bright eyes?

You X-Men better
stay out of this!

You don't know us very well.

OK, mystery man.
What you got against Bishop?

Huh?

We've got to
calm that mob down
before somebody gets hurt.

WOLVERINE:
I'll take care of Bishop!

Hey! Darn it!

(GRUNTS)

I'm sorry, Bishop.

Looks like
you got everybody
mad at you, rookie!

And one of them has
a big g*n.

It's time I lost that
guy once and for all!

Oh, man!

Scott!

(CYCLOPS SHOUTS)

Pretty good sh*t
from way up there.

(GRUNTS)

(CABLE GRUNTS)

(GRUNTS)

Mutant freaks!
I'll show you how
to stand up to...

Not today, friend!

(MAN SCREAMING)

(GRUNTING)

(EXCLAIMS)

I don't need this.

Computer, body slide to HQ.
Now!

That old boy
sure knows how
to make an exit.

Looks like
you got yourself
a powerful enemy, rookie.

Why don't
you fight your battles
in your own time, Bishop?

You could've gotten
a lot of people hurt!

I was trying to save lives.

Yours and
millions in my future.

Good as the day it was made.

Computer,
reference the X-Men.

I need to know
what I'm up against.

They aren't the wimps
I thought they were.

COMPUTER VOICE:
Name, Cyclops.
Field commander of the X-Men.

Mutant power,
optic energy beams.

I know about him
and Jean Grey. Continue.

Storm. Second in command
of the X-Men.

Ability to control
the elements of nature.

Wolverine.
Possesses indestructible
adamantium skeleton.

Mutant power,
instantaneous
healing and recovery.

Stop. Go back.

Computer,
you've just given me an idea.

And saved
the future
for everybody.

REPORTER 1: You claim to have
proof that mutants don't
carry this disease?

Indisputably.
Scientific analysis shows

that the virus
which causes this plague
was created in a laboratory.

How does that prove
mutants aren't carrying it?

It shows no sign
of contact with mutant DNA.

But, Dr. McCoy, what do
you think about the way...

Ladies,
gentlemen,
I must testify.

Excuse me.

REPORTER 2: Something big's
gonna come out on this
plague story today.

A mutant scientist says
he has proof
it's not their fault.

The Friends of Humanity
say he's lying.

Time to reach out
and touch someone.

BISHOP: Beast! Look out!

(PEOPLE SCREAMING)

Looks like
the party's
already started.

SENATOR GOODE: Order!
Security, clear the
chamber.

Hey!

Next time,
try stealing
candy from a baby.

Look who's back.
I wanted another
cr*ck at that guy!

No, Wolverine!
Focus on protecting Bishop.

You protect him your way,
I'll protect him mine.

How about a game
of one-on-one?
Just you and me, pal!

Whatever you say, Wolverine,

but you'll lose.

Wanna bet?

You're pretty fast,
but a bit outdated.

Outdated!

(WOLVERINE ROARS)

Put me down, you freak!

You lousy mutant!

You cannot reason
with closed minds.

Get Bishop!
We've gotta get
him out of here!

Enough, Bishop! Desist!

You have generated
enough excitement for one day.

See what they've done?

Let the world see that
mutants carry the plague.

(CREED GROANING)

Computer, body slide
by two to HQ.

-Now!
-JEAN: No, wait!

No, it can't be!

(PEOPLE CLAMORING)

Get him to
the Blackbird!

What about Wolverine?

We've got a plague to stop.

(CAR HONKS)

Don't you guys
ever use cars?

Let's just
finish it here.

I'd love to,
but right now
I need your help.

My help?
Now, why should I help you?

Because Apocalypse
is behind the techno-virus.

Apocalypse!
Yeah, right!

Teamed up with
the Tooth Fairy.

I can't let you do that.

(g*n f*ring)

What did you think you were
doing, attacking Creed on
national television?

Saving Beast's life.

Creed had some
kind of a w*apon.

I heard it go off
when we were fighting,

and then he got sick.

A viral w*apon could
be easily concealed.

I set the computer
to record the broadcast
from the committee hearing.

Computer, image scan mode.

Closer. Stop.

What is it, Jean?

Are you worried
about Wolverine?

I touched Cable's mind.

Who is he?
What's he really up to?

He's more important
for the future, our future,

than you could ever imagine.

BEAST: Diabolically clever.

An ingenious
delivery system
for an airborne virus.

Creed
infected himself
trying to get to you.

He'll need treatment.

Let's follow him.

CABLE: Time to wake up,
sleeping beauty!

(COUGHING)

What are you trying to do,
drown me?

I've got
more important
things in mind.

Computer, access
primitive power grid and affect
electro-transport

to co-ordinates outside
Creed's Virginia
headquarters.

COMPUTER VOICE:
Access completed.

(SIGHING) Not again!

(EXCLAIMS)

(MEN SCREAMING)

Jean, see if you can locate
Creed in the mansion.

JEAN: Not in the mansion.
Beneath it.

A secret laboratory.
And something else
is in there,

something with incredible power.

(JEAN SCREAMS)

Jean! What is it?

Hurry, Scott,
before it's too late.

Don't worry,
we'll stop them.

Get us down to the lab!

Leave that to me.

I'm sick.

I need help.

I can't be sick now,
with the plague about to spread.

By the time I recover,
it'll be too late
to direct events.

(CREED COUGHING)

CYCLOPS:
Your game's up, Creed.

We're here to put
an end to your plague.

And I'm here to help them!

The name's Cable.
Remember it, Apocalypse!

Your puny weapons can never
prevail against Apocalypse!

Why don't we find out!

A mutant.

I am as far beyond mutants
as they are beyond you.

I am eternal.

(STORM AND GAMBIT GROAN)

You defeated
my four Horsemen once,

but now nothing can stop
the Apocalypse!

(CYCLOPS GROANS)

JEAN: Scott!

Annoying insects!

I cannot be touched.

I cannot be harmed.

Watch me and tremble,

for I bring the purity
of oblivion to your world.

Look out!

No!

Wolverine!

It must be!
It's the only way!

(GROANING)

You've let Apocalypse k*ll him!

No. I've saved us all.

Wolverine's special mutant
immune system is curing him.

And by doing so,
he's creating the antibodies

that all mutants
will need to survive.

We have the cure now,
Apocalypse!
Your virus is useless!

Remember it, Apocalypse.
The name's Cable.

I shall not forget
this impudence!

CYCLOPS: Get out of here
before the whole thing blows!

CREED: Put me down.

Remember, Mr. Creed,
a mutant saved your life.

My beautiful virus!

The mutant filth
have destroyed everything!

(SCREAMING)

(GRUNTS)

I'm back
in the future again.

Nothing's changed.
It's all just like I left it.

Did we stop the plague?

FORGE: Plague? What plague?

I'll tell you
all about it.

Well, do I get a clean
bill of health?

As usual, Wolverine's
mutant powers have cured him.

But the antibodies they
created to k*ll the plague

are like none
I've ever seen before.

Curious.

Who knows what a study of them
could lead to in the future.

TYLER: Dad!

Tyler!
You're safe!

Wolverine's antibodies
did preserve the future.
I knew it!

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)