Logan Page #7

LOGAN:

(coming in the door)

--it’s not a train. We gotta go!

Out the window, FOUR BLACK FEDERALE TRUCKS approach in a

cloud of dust. Armed men in black hang onto the vehicles.

Behind the trucks, THE SAME FOUR LARGE CUSTOM ALL TERRAIN

VEHICLES. A different type of men are on board these,

mercenaries, in full tactical gear.

NOTE -- We'll call the mercenaries riding behind the

Federales, THE REAVERS. They outclass the Federales with

their weapons, vehicles, armor and skill. Many have

weaponized appendages where missing limbs should be.

Logan takes hold of Charles’ wheelchair, pushing him to the

door. He passes Laura, points at her, an order:

LOGAN (CONT’D)

Don’t move!

CHARLES:

(as he wheels out)

Don’t be afraid, child.

He’ll come back for you!

She looks at Logan, not so sure.

EXT. ABANDONED SMELTING PLANT - DAY

Logan wheels a bouncing Charles rapidly out the door over the

gravel and rocks toward the limo.

CHARLES:

...bloody hell.

THE RUMBLE GETS LOUDER and Logan and Charles look up as-- THE

VEHICLES SMASH THROUGH THE GATE.

CHARLES (CONT’D)

My God...

INT./EXT. LIMO - ABANDONED SMELTING PLANT - DAY

-- as Logan lifts him into the back of the limo, throws the

wheelchair in the trunk.

CHARLES:

Logan!

Logan quickly unzips his duffel, grabs something else. The

Federales almost upon them. Charles yells at Logan as he

slams the trunk and returns to Charles’ door.

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CHARLES (CONT’D)

Logan! You have to go back for her!

LOGAN:

She’s not our problem.

Logan grabs a seat belt and hurriedly straps Charles in...

and doing so, surreptitiously pulls out a loaded hypodermic

and jams it into the old man’s (numb) thigh.

CHARLES:

I know what you just did.

Logan jumps behind the wheel, turns it over, hits the gas-

CHARLES (CONT’D)

LOGAN!

From the opposite direction, THREE MORE TRUCKS LOADED WITH

FEDERALES and FOUR MERCENARIES ON DIRT BIKES, BLOCK THEM.

Logan stomps on the brakes and SLIDES TO A STOP.

A door opens and Donald Pierce steps out of his truck, his

suit now dusted from his earlier misadventure. Around him,

FEDERALES AND REAVERS ALL train their guns on the limo.

Jumping off one of the Federale Jeeps, A MEXICAN COMMANDER,

chest decorated with mid-level brass, orders his men to take

tactical positions surrounding the structures. He barks

orders in Spanish and holds a police sketch of Laura.

FEDERALE COMMANDER

Este es el mutante! Capturar o

matar!

INT. SMELTING PLANT KITCHEN - DAY

Laura sits at the table. She refills her bowl with cereal and

eats it methodically with her spoon, watching the stand-off

outside through the windows like a TV show.

INT./EXT. LIMO - ABANDONED SMELTING PLANT - DAY

Logan watches as Pierce walks toward their limo. Charles

getting fuzzier in back, the meds kicking in.

CHARLES:

Logan...

LOGAN:

I’m thinking.

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CHARLES:

(raises a finger, dreamily)

The child, Logan. We mustn’t forget

Laura. ...Logan...

LOGAN:

(eyeing Pierce approaching)

Please be quiet.

Pierce arrives at the driver’s side window, sees Charles in

back, smiles down at the old man smiling back at him.

PIERCE:

Ah, Charles Xavier. The most wanted

octogenarian in North America-

Logan shoves the door open into Pierce, knocking him back.

THE SOUND OF MANY GUNS CLICKING AS THE FEDERALES TRAIN

WEAPONS ON LOGAN. But Logan gets in Pierce’s face, fiery:

LOGAN:

Where’s Caliban?

CHARLES:

(rolls down window, loopy)

Excuse me. I’m a nonagenarian,

actually...

PIERCE:

How about you tell me where the

girl is first. Or maybe I ought to

ask the cue ball. Seems friendly.

LOGAN:

I told you, she’s not here.

Where’s Caliban?!

Pierce smirks, amused by Logan’s anger.

PIERCE:

I left him in the same hole you

were going to leave me.

Logan loses it, lunges for him -- when someone hits Logan

from behind. Hard. And again. As Logan falls to his knees and

turns-- SNIKT-- AND SEPARATES A REAVER from his arm.

LOGAN:

(to Pierce)

You got extra barbecue tongs for

this guy?

THE FEDERALE COMMANDER nods.

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AND A SWARM OF FEDERALES ATTACK LOGAN WITH RIFLE BUTTS AND

BOOTS AND BEAT HIM TO THE GROUND. There are too many.

Pummeled, overwhelmed, his limbs all pinned, Logan turns over

to find PIERCE’S FOOT TO HIS THROAT. Pierce leans down.

PIERCE:

Jesus. Seeing you this way,

Wolverine, it breaks my heart.

LOGAN:

As soon as I rip it out of your

chest, f***-stick.

Pierce smiles, then nods to one of the Reavers (Mohawk) who

jumps off his bike and advances toward a side door of the

Smelting Plant. He’s carrying a STEEL RESTRAINING COLLAR.

The Federale Commander shouts to Pierce.

FEDERALE COMMANDER

(in Spanish)

No one goes in without Federale

escort. I am in charge.

Mohawk pauses. The Commander dispatches two of his Federales

to lead him inside, weapons drawn.

INT. SMELTING PLANT KITCHEN - DAY

THE DOOR OPENS as MOHAWK AND THE TWO FEDERALES creep into the

dark room adjacent to the kitchen, advancing toward-

Laura at the kitchen table, her back to them. She seems

oblivious as she pours more cereal, eats with her spoon.

One of the Federales accidentally kicks a bottle and Laura

pauses her spoon in the air.

EXT. ABANDONED SMELTING PLANT - DAY

ON LOGAN, watching. Charles, watching.

SUDDENLY, THERE ARE SCREAMS FROM INSIDE THE STRUCTURE. Men’s

screams. Then it is quiet. Everyone turns as --

Creeaaak. A STEEL DOOR OPENS WIDE. LAURA steps from the dark

into the blazing light. She SQUINTS.

Pierce steps off Logan, having found his quarry.

PIERCE:

That-a-girl.

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--and now LAURA BOOTS SOMETHING which rolls to Pierce’s feet.

Pierce and the Federale Commander look down at-A

SEVERED HEAD. WITH A MOHAWK.

THEN SHE TOSSES THE STEEL RESTRAINT COLLAR TO THE DIRT.

PIERCE (CONT’D)

(sighs)

...Laura.

ON LOGAN -- Pulling himself up from the ground as-LAURA--

continues walking toward Pierce. Hands at her sides.

PIERCE (CONT’D)

Laura. Stay where you are. You want

to see your friends, right?

ON PIERCE--as he nods to the REAVERS to prepare to take her.

A CYBORG-LEGGED REAVER OPENS THE DOORS OF A CONTAINMENT TANK

in back of one of their vehicles. Yet another REAVER (PRETTY

BOY, not) assembles A SAVAGE HARPOON AND RESTRAINT SYSTEM.

But the Federale Commander suddenly orders his men to --

FEDERALE COMMANDER

Tomar el mutante!

AND THE CIRCLE OF FEDERALES MOVE IN ON LAURA.

PIERCE:

Commander, stop!

FEDERALE COMMANDER

You said alive or dead.

SNIKT! -- BLOODY CLAWS EXTEND FROM LAURA’S KNUCKLES.

PIERCE:

Laura! NO! NO!!

ON LOGAN-- He reacts to the claws. In shock. Cannot believe

what he’s seeing. With the attention on Laura, Logan starts

moving, limping, back to the limo. His eyes meet-

Laura’s. A moment of mutual recognition. It breaks as she

turns to face the Federales.

ON CHARLES-- who, struggling against the meds, presses

himself against the glass, staring at Laura.

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