X-Men Page #11

MAGNETO:

You Homo Sapiens and your guns.

The gun c*cks.

XAVIER (O.S.)

Thatís enough, Max!

All turn to see Xavier, seated in his wheelchair --

flanked by Cyclops, Jean and Storm. All, save Xavier,

are in uniform.

THUNDER RUMBLES ACROSS THE SKY

ANGLE ON:
Storm, a GUST OF WIND.

MAGNETO:

Iíll never understand your regard for

them, Charles.

XAVIER:

And Iíll never understand terrorists.

MAGNETO:

I am trying to save our kind, Charles.

You should do the same.

XAVIER:

Not at the cost of lives, Max.

Xavierís metal chair is gripped by magnetic forces. It

shakes and begins to inch towards Magneto.

MAGNETO:

Magneto.

The chair is pulled closer to Magneto. Cyclops steps

forward. Xavier need not turn to know help is coming.

Magneto sees and respects Cyclopsís power. The chair

stops moving.

XAVIER:

(to Cyclops)

Itís alright... itís alright.

Magneto glances at Storm, then Cyclops.

MAGNETO:

The two in Alaska. Just how do you

people manage to be in the right place

at the right time? Still tinkering

with Cerebro?

XAVIER:

(referring to Logan)

What do you want with him?

Magneto smiles now, tapping his METAL HELMET.

MAGNETO:

Canít read my mind?

Xavierís expression falters. It appears as if the helmet

has been made to block Xavier from doing just that.

MAGNETO (contíd)

Iíll tell you something, Charles, we

are more alike now than we were when

we started.

XAVIER:

Is that so?

MAGNETO:

Still trying to make the world safe

for our kind. Still trying to find a

way to introduce ourselves --

definitively.

XAVIER:

You definition of definitive was

always a bit extreme for me, Max.

What is it like these days?

MAGNETO:

Letís just say that I am out to make

some radical changes. Now come on

Charles. For old times sake, for your

sake... Leave him to me.

Logan slowly rises from the huddled passengers.

Sabretooth fighting the urge to move on him. Logan

glares back at Sabretooth.

MAGNETO (contíd)

Ahh... there you are brother. I

believe you possess something I am

very much in need of.

Just then, SABRETOOTH ROARS UNCONTROLLABLY and punches

Toad in the stomach, doubling him over. Oddly - Toad is

laughing. He stands upright.

TOAD:

Do it again.

Another roar and another punch. Toad is crying and

laughing at the same time.

TOAD (contíd)

Oh God it hurts. Do it again.

Magneto watches this, momentarily stunned.

Suddenly, Pyro grabs hold of his face.

PYRO:

IíM BLIND.

And Mystique MORPHS into a small child and begins tugging

at Magnetoís pant leg.

MYSTIQUE:

I have to go to the bathroom.

Magneto looks at the cause of it all: XAVIER, HIS EYES

CONCENTRATING, HAS ALL OF MAGNETOíS MINIONS UNDER HIS

PSYCHIC CONTROL.

Cyclops cannot help laughing. Storm and Jean smile.

Magneto is furious.

MAGNETO:

If I could make you understand. If

you could just be made to see it the

way I do. The way itís going to be.

XAVIER:

The way what is going to be?

MAGNETO:

Iím going to change the world with or

without you as a witness, Charles.

(Points to Logan)

And this one gets a front row seat.

XAVIER:

What do you mean to do?

And Magneto steps back a little further. His oddly

behaving consorts follow.

MAGNETO:

This checkmate goes to you. I didnít

want to hurt anyone. But you leave me

no choice.

XAVIER:

WHAT DO YOU MEAN TO DO?

Sabretooth and Toad walk away, still with the punching

and asking to be punched.

Magneto takes the little girl/Mystique by the hand and

the blind Pyro by the arm and leads them away,

humiliated, to their waiting helicopter.

Xavier turns back to Logan, still standing in the train

car, amidst all the huddled passengers. Suddenly, all

the passengers except Rogue lay on the floor and seats

and go to sleep. A few of them even snore.

XAVIER (contíd)

Now will you come back with us?

A look crosses Loganís face. Uncomfortable.

LOGAN:

Look, I appreciate your concern. But,

I do better on my own.

Xavier indicates the wreckage of the train.

XAVIER:

You got less than sixty miles today.

Iíll make you a deal. Two days.

If we havenít figured out what Magneto

wants with you by then... Iíll bring

you back myself.

Logan looks up at Xavier suspiciously, hating that he is

making sense. Xavier moves closer.

Logan looks over at Rogue, covered in her layers of

clothes. Storm is helping her off the train, yet taking

care not to touch her skin.

LOGAN:

What are you going to do with her?

Xavier looks to Rogue. A warmth comes over his face. An

look of understanding. At a glance he has read her mind.

He knows her pain -- her struggle. Rogue looks to

Xavier. Their eyes meet.

XAVIER:

Rogue is a beautiful girl, with an

extraordinary power. One that even

her own family isnít able to accept.

Sheís been on her own for weeks now,

searching for a home. A place to

belong.

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