X-Men: The Last Stand Page #2

Magneto's not the problem.

At least not our most pressing one.

A major pharmaceutical company

has developed a mutant antibody.

A way to suppress the mutant X gene.

- Suppress?

- Permanently.

They're calling it a cure.

That's ridiculous.

You can't cure being a mutant.

- Scientifically speaking...

- When did we become a disease?

Storm.

They're announcing it now.

These so-called mutants

are people just like us.

Their affliction is nothing more

than a disease,

a corruption of healthy cellular activity.

But I stand here today

to tell you that there's hope.

This site, once the world's

most famous prison,

will now be the source of freedom

for all mutants who choose it.

Ladies and gentlemen...

I proudly present the answer to mutation.

Finally, we have a cure.

Who would want this cure? I mean, what

kind of coward would take it just to fit in?

Is it cowardice to save oneself

from persecution?

Not all of us can fit in so easily.

- You don't shed on the furniture.

- The government probably cooked this up.

- The government had nothing to do with it.

- I've heard that before.

My boy, I have been fighting for mutant rights

since before you had claws.

- Did he just call me boy?

- Is it true? They can cure us?

Yes, Rogue. It appears to be true.

No. Professor.

They can't cure us.

You wanna know why? Because there's

nothing to cure. Nothing's wrong with you.

Or any of us, for that matter.

How should we, as mutants, respond?

Here's what I think.

This is about getting organized.

Bringing our complaints to the right people.

We need to put together a committee

and talk to the government.

They don't understand. They don't know

what it means to be a mutant.

We need to show them, educate them,

let them know that we're here to stay.

People, you must listen.

They won't take us seriously...

- They wanna exterminate us.

- This cure is voluntary.

Nobody is talking about extermination.

No one ever talks about it.

They just do it.

And you'll go on with your lives

ignoring the signs all around you.

And then one day, when the air is still

and the night has fallen, they come for you.

Then you realize, while you're talking

about organizing and committees,

the extermination has already begun.

Make no mistake, my brothers.

They will draw first blood.

They will force their cure upon us.

The only question is,

will you join my brotherhood and fight?

Or wait for the inevitable genocide?

Who will you stand with? The humans?

Or us?

You talk pretty tough for a guy in a cape.

Back off.

If you're so proud of being a mutant,

where's your mark?

I have been marked once, my dear.

Let me assure you.

No needle shall ever touch my skin again.

You know who you're talking to?

Do you?

And what can you do?

So you have talents?

That and more. I know you control metal.

And I know there's 87 mutants in here,

none above a class three.

Other than you two.

You can sense other mutants

and their powers?

Could you locate one for me?

Let me out of here.

I demand that you release me.

Do you know who I am?

I'm the president of the United States.

Oh, Mr. President.

Shut up.

Why are you doing this to me? Let me down.

I'll be a good girl. Please let me go.

Please.

Keep it up. I'll spray you in the face, b*tch.

When I get out of here,

I'm going to kill you myself.

Yeah, right.

Secretary McCoy,

welcome to Worthington Labs.

Thank you, Dr. Rao.

Not an easy place to get to.

It's the safest location we could find. That's

why we keep the source of the cure here.

He is a mutant. You understand our concern.

- We are in compliance with your policy.

- How long will you keep the boy here?

Until we can fully map his DNA.

We can replicate it, but we can't generate it.

And his power? What is its range?

You'll see.

Jimmy.

There's someone I would like you to meet.

Hello there, son.

- Hi.

- My name is Hank McCoy.

I'm sorry.

It's OK.

You have an amazing gift. Thank you, Jimmy.

Extraordinary, isn't he?

Yes, he is.

Scott.

Scott.

Scott.

- Can you hear me? I'm still here. Scott.

- Stop.

- I'm here. Scott. Scott.

- Stop it.

- Scott. Scott.

- Stop it.

I need you, Scott. Scott. Scott.

Stop!

Jean?

Scott.

How?

I don't know.

I wanna see your eyes.

- Take these off.

- No.

No.

Trust me. I can control it now.

Open them. You can't hurt me.

- What happened?

- No clue.

- Professor, are you OK?

- Get to Alkali Lake.

- You don't want to be here.

- Do you?

I can't see a damn thing.

I can take care of that.

What the...

Logan!

She's alive.

Jean.

The sheer mass of water that collapsed

on top of Jean should have obliterated her.

The only explanation of Jean's survival

is that her powers wrapped her

in a cocoon of telekinetic energy.

Is she gonna be OK?

Jean Grey is the only class five mutant

I've ever encountered, her potential limitless.

Her mutation is seated in the unconscious

part of her mind and therein lay the danger.

When she was a girl,

I created a series of psychic barriers

to isolate her powers

from her conscious mind.

- Jean developed a dual personality.

- What?

The conscious Jean, whose powers were

always in her control, and the dormant side.

A personality that, in our sessions,

came to call itself the Phoenix.

A purely instinctual creature,

all desire and joy and rage.

- She knew all this?

- It's unclear how much she knew.

Far more critical is whether the woman

in front of us is the Jean Grey we know,

or the Phoenix furiously struggling to be free.

- She looks peaceful to me.

- I'm keeping her that way.

I'm trying to restore the psychic blocks

and cage the beast again.

What have you done to her?

- You have to understand...

- You're talking about a person's mind.

- She has to be controlled.

- Controlled?

Sometimes, when you cage the beast,

the beast gets angry.

You have no idea.

You have no idea of what she is capable.

No, Professor.

I had no idea what you were capable of.

I had a terrible choice to make.

I chose the lesser of two evils.

It sounds to me like Jean had no choice at all.

I don't have to explain myself,

least of all to you.

History will be made here today.

For the first time,

the so-called mutant cure

will be available to the public.

Reaction has run the gamut

with mutants on both sides of the line.

Some are desperate for this cure while others

are offended by the very idea of it.

Will Secretary McCoy be a problem?

Hard to say. His political views seem

somewhat at odds with his personal issues.

Excuse me, sir. Your son's arrived.

Good. Bring him in.

Are you sure you want to start with him?

I think it's important. Yes.

- Hello, Warren.

- How are you, son?

- Did you sleep well?

- Yeah.

You know, I'm proud of you for doing this.

Everything's gonna be fine. I promise.

You ready?

The transformation can be a little jarring.

- Dad, can we talk about this for a second?

- We've talked about it, son.

It'll all be over soon.

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