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If we ever decide to fire them,

the Russian early-warning system

won't even have time to kick in.

This better be important, MacTaggert.

Whoa, slow down.

Are you smoking them funny cigarettes?

People don't disappear.

Colonel Hendry was there.

He was there, McCone, in the Hellfire Club.

Colonel Hendry?

I agree with you, General.

I've reconsidered my position

and I now believe we should

put Jupiter missiles in Turkey.

Colonel Hendry is here.

So unless he magically traveled

listen to me, I suggest

that you stop wasting my time.

Looks like Hendry

wants to start World War III.

I got bigger things to deal with

right now, MacTaggert.

Sir, I...

- God!

- Have you lost your mind?

So, now what?

We find an expert on genetic mutation.

Professor of Genetics,

Charles Francis Xavier.

So, how does it feel to be a professor?

Don't call me that.

You don't get to be called a professor

until you actually have a teaching position.

I know, but it suits you.

Don't say that.

Do say, "Let's go have a drink."

- Let's go have a drink.

- Wonderful.

Afternoon, gentlemen.

Hot out there.

Beer, please.

- German beer.

- Of course.

Yes, it's Bitburger. You like it?

The best.

What brings you to Argentina?

The climate. I'm a pig farmer.

Tailor. Since I was a boy.

My father made

the finest suits in Dusseldorf.

My parents were from Dusseldorf.

What was their name?

They didn't have a name.

It was taken away from them...

by pig farmers...

...and tailors.

Blood and Honor.

Which would you care to shed first?

We were under orders...

Blood then.

Freeze, a**hole.

Come on, shoot.

Who... what are you?

Let's just say I'm Frankenstein's monster.

And I'm looking for my creator.

Drink! Drink! Drink!

Yeah!

- I'm so proud of you.

- Thank you.

I need another drink.

And you need another cola.

- Congratulations, Professor.

- Thank you very much.

It's much harder than it looks, actually.

No, on your presentation.

You were at my presentation?

How nice of you. Thank you very much.

Moira MacTaggert.

- Charles Xavier.

- Do you have a minute?

For a pretty little bean

with a mutated MCR1 gene?

I have five.

I say "MCR1,"

you would say "Auburn hair."

It's a mutation.

It's a very groovy mutation.

Mutation, right,

took us from single-celled organisms

to the dominant form...

You know what? This routine may

go over great with the co-eds,

- but I'm here on business.

- What?

- I really need your help.

- All right.

The kind of mutations that you were

talking about in your thesis.

I need to know

if they may have already happened.

In people alive today.

Professor?

I think we should just talk

when you're sober.

Do you have any time tomorrow?

Something tells me you already know

the answer to your question.

This is very important to me, and

if I can help you, I will do my utmost.

Thank you.

Still drinking champagne, Bob?

I will pass.

Okay, well, so much for the pleasantries.

I was wondering who you told

about our little arrangement.

No one.

- He's telling the truth.

- Good.

Well, I guess we're done here.

Let's wrap things up, shall we?

I knew better than to trust you.

Now, you let me walk out of here

with my money,

or I will pull this pin, and we all die.

Go ahead. Pull it.

I'll do it, I swear to God.

No, you won't.

But I will.

You're one of them?

Very astute of you, Colonel Hendry.

You want to guess what I can do?

I've got the power to absorb energy.

It keeps me young.

But that's the boring part.

The fun stuff is what I can do with it

once I've got it.

The advent of the nuclear age may have

accelerated the mutation process.

Individuals with extraordinary abilities

may already be among us.

Thank you very much.

MacTaggert, you really think

that some crackpot scientist

is going to make me believe in

sparkly dames and vanishing men?

You just bought yourself a one-way

ticket back to the typing pool.

This meeting is over.

Please sit down, Agent MacTaggert.

I didn't really expect you to believe me,

given that all you could think about

during my presentation was

what sort of pie they were serving

in the commissary.

It's apple pecan.

I haven't been entirely honest

with you, love. I'm sorry.

You see, one of

the many spectacular things

my mutation allows me to do

is that I can read your mind.

I've seen this before in a magic show.

Are you going to ask us to think of

a number between one and 10 now?

No, Agent Stryker. Although,

I could ask you about your son, William,

who you were thinking about,

which is very nice.

But I think I'd rather ask you

about the Jupiter missiles

America are currently placing in Turkey.

He's a goddamn spy.

You brought a goddamned spy

into this facility!

How's that for a magic trick?

Best I've ever seen.

I want them out of here.

And locked down

until I can figure out what to do.

My facility is off-site.

I'll take them.

I can't believe this.

You'd think the director of the CIA

would have a little more composure.

We should be going after Shaw right now.

But instead, he's out there

worrying about the wrong mutants.

What are we going to do, Levene?

Levene? Levene, what's wrong with you?

Absolutely nothing.

I've just frozen him for a moment

because I'd like to talk to you.

It's good, isn't it?

I'm as interested in this Sebastian Shaw

as you are.

If you still want my help, meet me on

the third floor of the parking garage.

I've always known that there

were people like you out there.

I've been the laughing stock

of this agency for years, but I knew it!

You are going to love my facility.

- That's going to have to wait.

- Why?

Agent MacTaggert has a lead

on Sebastian Shaw,

and if we don't move now,

apparently, we're going to lose him.

- What?

- Not only can he read minds,

he can communicate with them as well.

Moira and I have just had

a lovely conversation.

Yes, we did.

That is incredible!

But I cannot take you anywhere else

without permission from upstairs.

- Like to see one more magic trick?

- Okay.

- Get in the car.

- Good idea.

Herr Doktor.

Little Erik Lensherr.

He's here to kill you.

What kind of a greeting is that...

...after all these years?

Emma.

We don't harm our own kind.

Now it's a party.

This is the US Coast Guard.

Do not attempt to move your vessel.

Stay where you are.

They have a telepath.

I've lost Shaw. I've lost Shaw.

There's something blocking me.

This has never happened to me before.

I think there's someone like me

on that ship.

- Like you?

- I'm sorry, a telepath.

This is incredible. I could actually

feel her inside my mind. I'm very sorry,

but I don't think I'm gonna be

much help tonight. You're on your own.

- Oh, my God!

- Jesus!

Get inside.

Stop, stop, stop.

Charles! Are you okay?

There's someone else out there.

There.

Time to go.

Let go!

You have to let it go!

You've got to put someone in the water

to help him.

Let it go! You have to let it go!

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