Mutants. Since the discovery of their existence,
they have been regarded with fear, suspicion, often hatred.
Across the planet debate rages.
Are mutants the next link in the evolutionary chain?
Or simply a new species of humanity, fighting for their share of the world?
Either way, it is an historical fact
sharing the world has never been humanity's defining attribute.
"We are not enemies, but friends. We must not be enemies."
"Though passion may have strained, it must not break the bonds of our affection."
Lincoln said that in his first inaugural address as our nation's 16th president.
It's one of my favorites.
If you'll please have your tickets ready, we can begin the tour.
Jackie, clear my schedule. I'm having dinner with my son.
Yes, Mr. President.
Excuse me, sir. Are you lost?
Perimeter breach at visitors' checkpoint.
Multiple subjects.
Mr. President, security breach. Jackie, leave. Get him to the car.
Exits not clear. Unknown how many.
Both sides secure.
- Something's in the corridor. - To the shelter.
Not clear.
- It's outside the Oval Office. - Lock this place down.
Don't shoot!
My God.
Neanderthals. We once believed that they were wiped out by years of conflict
with the much more advanced branch of humanity called Cro-Magnon man,
but recent research into our DNA suggests that these two species may have interbred,
evolving into modern humans. In other words, into what?
- Us. - That's right.
Artie.
Not here.
Come on. Pay attention.
...makes me insane when she does this...
What are you looking at? Sick...
To the shelter.
They're gonna kill him.
Jean? You OK?
Yeah, I'm fine.
It's just a headache.
It's not just a headache, is it?
I wasn't sure how to say this, but since Liberty Island you've been...
- Scott. - You've been different.
My telepathy's been off lately. I can't focus. I hear everything.
Jean, it's not just your telepathy. A month ago you had to concentrate just to levitate a book.
Now when you have a nightmare the entire bedroom shakes.
My dreams are getting worse.
I keep feeling something terrible's about to happen.
I would never let anything happen to you.
Have you guys seen Bobby and Rogue?
Something's happening in the food court.
- It's a simple question. - Why are you being a dick?
Yeah, why are you being such a dick?
Because I can.
Can I have a light?
- Sorry. Can't help you out, pal. - John, knock it off.
- Why don't you stop showing off? - For her?
- I can't help it if your girl's getting excited. - She isn't.
- We're trying to have a good time. - You're the only one having a good time.
That's real cute, man.
What are you gonna do?
Suddenly you're not so tough.
Bobby, what did you do?
I didn't do this.
No. I did.
And the next time you feel like showing off, don't.
- Breaking news. - We're live from Washington,
where there's been an attack in the Oval Office of the White House.
We have been informed that the president and vice president were not harmed.
Sources say the attack involved one or more mutants...
- I think it's time to leave, Professor. - I think you're right.
- In my opinion, Magneto's behind this. - I don't think so, Scott.
While Eric could organize something like this from prison,
it would be irrational and only hurt his goal of mutant prosperity.
- You mean superiority. - You're right, if Eric had his way.
And, of course, the government will reintroduce the Registration Act.
Or worse.
The president could declare a state of emergency, place every mutant under arrest.
- Do you think the assassin worked alone? - We'll only know that if we find him first.
I've been trying to track him using Cerebro, but his movements are inexplicably erratic.
When I have exact coordinates, Storm, Jean, I'll need you to take the jet and pick him up.
It was close, wasn't it?
Closer than anyone's admitted.
- What do you need, William? - Your authorization for a special operation.
No, thank you, Mr. President.
I thought you were here to talk about school reform.
Funny you should say that, Mr. President.
- Senator. - Mr. President. Thank you for having me.
- Senator Kelly, Colonel William Stryker. - How do you do?
His department has been dealing with the mutant phenomenon since before my time.
You were a staunch supporter of the Registration Act,
but it seems your ideas on the mutant problem have changed.
For the best, I hope.
So what are you proposing, Mr. Stryker?
May I, Mr. President?
We've managed to gather evidence of a mutant training facility
in the Salem region of upstate New York.
Where did you get this information?
Interrogation of one of the mutant terrorists from the Liberty Island incident.
Eric Lehnsherr?
- You have access to him? - Magneto, yes.
We developed the technology that built his plastic prison.
- This facility is a school. - Sure it is.
- What the hell is that? - A jet.
- What kind of jet? - We don't know.
But it comes up out of the basketball court.
If we'd been allowed to do our jobs before this incident...
All right, listen.
William, you enter, you detain, you question,
but the last thing we need to see is the body of a mutant kid on the six o'clock news.
- Mr. Stryker? - Senator Kelly.
This is Yuriko, my personal assistant.
- Quite a handshake. - What can I do for you?
Eric Lehnsherr's prison. I'd like to arrange a visit.
It isn't a petting zoo, Senator.
In this conflict he is the enemy, you're just a spectator, so why not sit this one out?
Conflict? Mr. Stryker, do you really want to turn this into some kind of war?
I was piloting black ops missions in North Vietnam
while you were sucking on your mama's tit at Woodstock.
Don't lecture me about war. This already is a war.
- You're dead. You're so dead. - You're dead.
I don't wanna hurt you.
I'm not afraid.
Logan.
You miss me, kid?
Not really.
- How are you doing? - I'm OK. How are you?
- Who's this? - This is Bobby. He's my...
I'm her boyfriend.
Call me Ice Man.
Right.
Boyfriend? So how do you guys?
We're still working on that.
Look who's come back. Just in time.
For what?
- We need a baby-sitter. - Baby-sitter?
Nice to see you again, Logan.
Hi, Logan.
Hi, Jean.
I should go and get the jet ready.
Well, it was good to meet you.
- Come on, let's go. - Bye, Logan. I'll see you later.
Storm and I are heading to Boston. We won't be gone long.
The professor wants us to find a mutant who attacked the president.
So it was a mutant.
You'll be here when we get back, unless you plan on running off again.
I could probably think of a few reasons to stick around.
Find what you were looking for, Logan?
More or less.
I'll see you boys later.
- Be safe, OK? - You too. Bye.
See ya.
Aren't you gonna welcome me home?
Your bike needs gas.
Then fill her up.
Mr. Laurio, how long can we keep this up?
- How long is your sentence? - Forever.
Not necessarily forever, Mr. Lehnsherr. Just until I've got all that I need.
Mr. Stryker, how kind of you to visit.
Have you come back to ensure the taxpayers' dollars are keeping me comfortable?
Done. You can go.
Now...
Mr. Lehnsherr.
I'd like to have one final talk
about the house that Xavier built and the machine called Cerebro.
My tolerance for your smoking in the mansion notwithstanding,
smoke that in here and you'll spend the rest of your days
under the belief you are a six-year-old girl.
- Can you do that? - I'd have Jean braid your hair.
Welcome back.
- You want me to leave? - No. Just don't move.
These lights represent every living person on the planet.
The white lights are humans.
And these are the mutants.
Through Cerebro I'm connected to them,
and they to me.
You see, Logan?
We're not as alone as you think.
I found the base at Alkali Lake.
There was nothing there.
The broken line represents the path of the mutant who attacked the president.
I've been finding it difficult to get a lock on it.
Can't you just concentrate harder?
If I wanted to kill him, yes.
There.
Looks like he's finally stopped running.
I need you to read my mind again.
- The results will be the same as before. - We had a deal.
The mind is not a box that can be simply unlocked. It's a beehive with a million...
Spare me the lecture.
I've no doubt your amnesia, your adamantium skeleton, the claws are all connected, but...
Logan, sometimes the mind needs to discover things for itself.
I promise you we'll talk again when I return.
If you would be kind enough to watch over the children tonight.
Scott and I are going to visit an old friend.
I'm sending the coordinates of where the mutant's settled.
As soon as you find him, bring him back to the mansion.
- Let's hope he cooperates. - Yes, for his sake. Good luck.
Stryker, William.
What are you doing in here?
Garbage.
These are the coordinates.
He's a teleporter. Must be why the professor had trouble locating him.
We're not here to hurt you.
We just wanna talk.
- Are you bored yet? - Oh, yeah.
Sure you don't wanna come down?
- You have him? - He's not going anywhere.
Are you?
Please don't kill me. I didn't mean to harm anyone.
Why would people have gotten that impression?
- What's your name? - Wagner. Kurt Wagner.
There was so much shooting, such fear.
And then there was only pain.
I could see it all happening, but I couldn't stop myself.
It was like a bad dream.
Perhaps he is testing me.
And before you were in the White House, what do you remember?
Nothing.
I was here.
- I'd rather get him back to the professor. - The professor?
Did you do these yourself?
And what about this?
- I need you to read my mind again. - The results will be the same as before.
- You'll be indestructible. - No memory.
Sometimes the mind needs to discover things for itself.
Wolverine.
No memory. You'll have no memory.
Can't sleep?
How can you tell?
Cos you're awake.
Right. How about you?
I don't sleep.
- Doesn't anybody sleep around here? - Apparently not.
- Got any beer? - This is a school.
- So that's a no? - Yeah, that's a no.
- Is there anything other than chocolate milk? - There's soda in that cupboard.
- Thanks. - No problem.
I'll take him from here.
It's all right, Scott.
- Nice shades. - Thanks.
Charles Xavier. Have you come to rescue me?
Sorry, Eric, not today.
To what do I owe the pleasure?
The assassination attempt. What do you know about it?
Nothing.
Only what I read in the papers.
You really shouldn't have to ask.
What's happened to you?
I've had frequent visits from William Stryker.
You remember him, don't you?
His son, Jason, was once a student of yours, wasn't he?
Yes. Years ago.
Unfortunately, I wasn't able to help him.
At least, not in the way his father wanted.
And now you think taking in Wolverine will make up for your failure with Stryker's son?
- How long you been here? - A couple of years.
And your parents just sent you off to mutant school?
Actually, my parents think this is a prep school.
I see. Well, I suppose lots of prep schools have their own dorms, campuses...
Jets.
So you and Rogue.
It's not what you think. I'd like it to be, but it's just...
It's just that it's not easy when you wanna be closer to someone, but you can't.
I've seen how you look at Dr. Grey.
Excuse me?
Nothin'.
- You haven't told him of his past, have you? - I've put him on the path.
Logan's mind is still fragile.
Is it?
Or are you afraid of losing one of your precious X-Men, old friend?
Eric, what have you done?
I'm sorry, Charles.
I couldn't help it.
What have you told Stryker?
Everything.
The war has begun.
Scott!
You should have killed me when you had the chance.
But now and then every mother needs to get away.
Without her, the babies are helpless...
Hi.
What is it?
You picked the wrong house.
You all right?
Stay here.
- This way. - Let's go.
John! Where's Rogue?
- I don't know. - I gotta find her.
- Open it. - Here, take her.
Go on, get in. Let's go. Come on.
Take him. He's stunned.
- I can help you. - Help them.
- Rogue! - Bobby!
This way.
Come on. Everybody, follow me up here.
Move.
Come on.
Let's go.
Come on, this way.
This is it.
Logan.
- You wanna shoot me, shoot me. - Don't shoot him.
Not yet.
Wolverine?
I must admit this is certainly the last place I'd expect to find you.
How long has it been? 15 years?
You haven't changed one bit.
Me, on the other hand...
Nature.
Wait. We've gotta do something. They'll kill him.
- He can handle himself. Let's go. - Bobby.
Please.
I didn't realize Xavier was taking in animals, even animals as unique as you.
Who are you?
Don't you remember?
No!
Logan, come on. Let's go.
- Go. I'll be fine. - But we won't.
Go. Keep going.
- Right, get in. - I'm driving.
Maybe next time.
This is Cyclops's car.
Oh, yeah?
What the hell was that back there?
Stryker.
His name is Stryker.
- Who is he? - I can't remember.
Here.
This is yours.
- I hate uncomfortable silences. - What are you doing?
I don't think that's his CD player.
- Sit back. - Where are we going?
Storm and Jean are in Boston. We'll head that way.
- My parents live in Boston. - Good.
Sergeant?
Most of the mutants escaped through a series of tunnels.
- We have some in custody. - How many?
Six, sir.
Welcome, Professor.
Take what we need, gentlemen.
This protest underscores a growing concern among most Americans. Mutant registration...
Why stop there? It'd be easier to round up mutants by the truckload.
- Or maybe you'd like an all-out war? - Oh, please.
- Turn that shit off, Lou. - A lot on your mind?
Mr. Laurio?
I'm Grace.
You want another beer?
Of course you do.
- You're really aggressive. - Yes, I am.
I've never hooked up with a girl like you before.
I know.
- It's kind of dirty in here, don't you think? - That's the idea.
Velcro?
Nice.
- Bottoms up. - I certainly hope so.
Bottoms up.
- William... - Please, Xavier, don't get up.
I call it the neural inhibitor. It keeps you outta here.
- What have you done with Scott? - Don't worry.
I'm just giving him a little re-education.
Of course, you know all about that, don't you?
You wanted me to cure your son, but mutation is not a disease.
You're lying.
You were more frightened of him than I was.
Just one year after Jason returned from your school, my wife...
You see, he resented us.
He blamed us for his condition, so he would toy with our minds,
projecting visions and scenarios into our brains.
My wife, in the end,
she took a power drill to her left temple in an attempt to bore the images out.
My boy - the great illusionist.
For someone who hates mutants, you certainly keep some strange company.
They serve their purpose, as long as they can be controlled.
You arranged the attack on the president.
You didn't even have to read my mind.
I've been working with mutants as long as you have, Xavier,
but the most frustrating thing I've learned is nobody really knows how many even exist
or how to find them.
Except you.
Unfortunately, this little potion won't work on you, will it?
You're much too powerful for that.
Instead, we'll go right to the source.
Allow me to introduce mutant 143.
The fluid secreted by his brain acts as a mind-controlling agent.
But that's only where it begins.
Jason?
My God, William. This is your son.
- What have you done to him? - No, Charles.
My son is dead.
Just like the rest of you.
Mom? Dad?
Ronny? Is anybody home?
I'll try and find you some clothes.
Don't burn anything.
I found some of my mom's old clothes.
I think they're from before I was born.
Groovy.
Hello?
Jean. Where are you?
These are my grandmother's.
Thanks.
You won't hurt me.
Wow.
I'm sorry.
It's OK.
Ronny, next time you...
Who the hell are you?
- Aren't you supposed to be at school? - Bobby, who is this guy?
This is Professor Logan.
There's something I need to tell you.
You're clear.
Have a nice sleep, Lehnsherr?
- There's something different about you. - Yeah. I was having a good day.
It's not that.
Sit down.
- Sit your ass down. - What could it be?
What are you doin'?
There it is.
Too much iron in your blood.
Mr. Laurio, never trust a beautiful woman, especially one who's interested in you.
When did you first know you were a...
A mutant?
Would you cut that out?
You have to understand. We thought Bobby was going to a school for the gifted.
- Bobby is gifted. - We know. We just didn't realize...
We still love you, Bobby. It's just this mutant problem is a little...
What mutant problem?
...complicated.
- What exactly are you a professor of? - Art.
You should see what Bobby can do.
I can do a lot more than that.
This is all my fault.
Actually, it's males that carry the mutant gene and pass it on, so it's his fault.
911. Please state your emergency.
I need the police. There are people in our house. They won't let us leave.
It's believed a manhunt for several fugitives from the facility is now under way.
Nobody's responding. I can't get a signal.
Why don't you take a break? I'll keep trying.
What are they?
They're angelic symbols passed on to mankind by the archangel Gabriel.
They're beautiful.
How many do you have?
One for every sin.
So quite a few.
You and Miss Grey are schoolteachers?
Yes. At a school for people like us, where we can be safe.
Safe from what?
Everyone else.
Outside of the circus most people were afraid of me.
But I didn't hate them. I pitied them.
Do you know why?
Most people will never know anything beyond what they see with their own eyes.
I gave up on pity a long time ago.
Someone so beautiful should not be so angry.
Sometimes anger can help you survive.
So can faith.
- Storm, I found an active com device. - Where?
Oh, God. It's for me.
Have you tried not being a mutant?
No one's left, Jean. Soldiers came.
- What about the children? - I saw them escape. Not sure about the rest.
We can't reach the professor or Scott either.
- Where are you? - Boston, with Bobby Drake's family.
- OK. We're on our way. - And, Storm, make it fast.
- We have to go now. - Why? Logan, what's wrong?
Drop the knives and put your hands in the air.
What's going on here?
- Ronny. - I said drop the knives.
- Open the door. - Break it.
Turn around. Up against the wall.
- This is just a misunderstanding. - Put the knives down.
I can't.
Look.
The rest of you, on the ground now.
Kid, I said on the ground.
We don't wanna hurt you, kid.
You know all those dangerous mutants you hear about on the news?
I'm the worst one.
Get down.
- Who the hell is this? - Kurt Wagner.
In the circus I was known as "The Incredible Nightcrawler".
- Save it. Storm. - We're outta here.
Jason, stop it.