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And with that GUY SHAPE SHIFTS into a beautiful woman who
herefore will be known as MYSTIQUE. Her body is covered
in iridescent blue scales, which complement her lovely,
solid yellow eyes.
Kelly, of course, is shocked. Mystique shows a little
hip, raising the scales at her mid-section mockingly, as
the last of what we thought was Guyrich slips underneath.
KELLY
You... wha... Who are you... Where is
Henry?
MAGNETO
Mr. Guyrich has been dead for some
time Senator.
KELLY
You mutant bastards...
Pyro grabs the Senator as he runs back for the helicopter
in vain.
KELLY
Whatever you do to me... no matter
what youíll make me right. Every word
I have spoken will be confirmed.
MAGNETO
Gosh, I hope so.
As Kelly struggles against all hope.
KELLY
People like you are the reason people
like me exist.
And with that, Mystique walks up.
MYSTIQUE
And people like you are the reason I
was afraid to go to school as a child.
With that, Mystique punches Kelly. Knocking him out
cold.
BLACK
INT. MACHINE ROOM - MAGNETOíS LAIR - NIGHT
Kelly comes to.
Magneto walks past him, holding Loganís dog tag.
His thumb crushes one last time over the curious
ìWolverine.î
PULL OUT TO REVEAL:
Kelly is strapped to a metal chair, bound impossibly
tight. He struggles. Mystique watches from the far side
of the room.
MAGNETO
Are you a ìGod-fearing man,î Senator?
Kellyís reaction tells him he is certainly afraid of
something right now.
MAGNETO (contíd)
That term always confused me. As if
there were something to fear.
Kelly looks around wildly, terrified.
MAGNETO (contíd)
God after all, is often defined as all-
forgiving. A description I rather
like. I think what you really are
afraid of...
Magneto uses his mind to move Kellyís chair a little
closer. Kelly nearly loses it.
MAGNETO (contíd)
...Is me and my kind. The Brotherhood
of Mutants.
He touches Kellyís face and Kelly recoils.
MAGNETO (contíd)
And this law. Your mutant
registration act is only the
beginning.
KELLY
The intention of registration act -
MAGNETO
INTENTION? Intention, Senator? We
are talking about mankind here. His
fear. It is only a matter of time
before mutants will be herded into
camps. Studied for weaknesses. And
eventually wiped off the face of the
Earth.
Kelly shakes his head. There is nothing he can say to
sway this man.
Magneto turns and admires his machine.
MAGNETO (contíd)
Well, weíre much more giving than
that. We simply want to share with
you... To help you understand.
KELLY
What is it you intend to do to me?
MAGNETO
(smiling)
Letís just say, God works too slowly.
Magneto moves to the machine.
MAGNETO (contíd)
Youíre a leader, Senator Kelly -- you
set an example. And if more of you...
were like more of us? Well, youíll
see.
Kelly watches as Magneto takes Loganís dog tag and places
it atop a tube at the bottom of a large spire in the
center of the room some thirty feet high.
He walks toward the opposite side of the room and watches
as the tag is raised to the top of the device, through
the shaft.
MAGNETO (contíd)
Donít fear God, Senator. And
certainly - most certainly... donít
fear me.
A beat.
MAGNETO (contíd)
Not any more.
ANGLE ON:
MAGNETO raises his arms and a series of metal rings up
from the machine platform that holds the dog tag. With a
slight motion of his hand, the rings begin to spin slowly
gaining in speed as Magneto controls it with his power.
The air around it ripples, gaining in intensity.
WAVES OF MAGNETIC ENERGY POURS from Magnetoís hands
toward the machine.
Now, Magneto has the rings spinning around the dog tag at
such speed, the rings themselves are no longer visible -
merely a blur around the stationary tag. Magneto lowers
his hands. The machine is now working on its own.
Kellyís eyes grow wide with fear as the metal dog tag
begins to glow. Dull at first... the brightly... too
brightly.
The deafening whine of the machine builds louder and
louder.
Suddenly -- SILENCE
FIVE SECONDS OF ABSOLUTE SILENCE.
The sphere vanishes, enveloped in a light so white, it
defies description.
But Iíll try:
A light that seems to ooze rather than radiate. A light
that fills the room as it expands outward and engulfs
everything in sight.
It is liquid light. Creeping and unstoppable.
From outside the room, Pyro and Sabretooth watch through
the window. It comes through, first casting its shadows
darkly against the wall, then erasing them as it swallows
them - as though they were never there.
INT. HALLWAY - NIGHT
From under a door, the light leaks in, filling the room.
All through the lair, air vents, keyholes, drainpipes and
the like, the liquid light fills the lair to the gills.
EXT. MAGNETOíS LAIR - NIGHT
THROUGH THE TURRET ATOP THE LAIR, the light beams up into
the night sky, shinning like a beacon for miles.
Then the white light obscures all. Fueled by this tiny
piece of metal, the light extends like an ever growing
bubble, out and up over the ocean.
PULL BACK FROM THE SMALL ISLAND
The bubble of white light is easily five miles across.
INT. MACHINE ROOM - NIGHT
Kelly grits his teeth, barely visible in the whiteness.
Then it is gone. He hangs his head in exhaustion.
Magneto himself is a bit overwhelmed. He looks at his
own skin - no apparent change. He shakes his head,
blinks his eyes.
Sabretooth and Pyro are also a bit struck by the display
and they also seem a bit dazed.
Magneto walks over and reaches into the still steaming
metal device. His hand comes out holding the dog tag -
actually its remains.
A frazzled, blackened wire, warped and spent. Nothing
more. And this turns to dust in his fingers.
Magneto has amazed even himself this time.
The silence is shattered by a phone ringing. Sabretooth
picks it up. He listens, then hands the phone to
Magneto.
SABRETOOTH
Weíve found him.
Magneto puts the phone to his ear. He smiles.
MAGNETO
Where?
ANGLE on Kelly, his skin glistening slightly, almost
luminescent. Pinker (healthier?) then it was when he
came in.
KELLY
Oh... Oh God... what have you done to
me?
Magneto hangs up the phone. He crosses to Kelly, leans
in and whispers in his ear.
MAGNETO
Welcome to the future... brother.
Magneto stands, looks at his machine, then back at Kelly.
MAGNETO (contíd)
Now if youíll excuse me... I have a
train to catch.
EXT. TRAIN - NIGHT
The silver Amtrack moves speedily through the dark
countryside.
INT. TRAIN - NIGHT
A CONDUCTOR makes his way through a half filled car of
commuters taking tickets. He passes a restroom and exits
the car. He takes a seat.
Logan emerges from the restroom, having avoided paying
his fare.
A few seats in front of him, in a grouping of seats that
face one another, sit four large guys, early twenties --
Theyíre the guys from your college named Brad that used
to get drunk and try to drown freshmen in the toilets.
Weíll call them BRADS 1, 2, 3, and 4. They are drinking
from beer cans in paper bags.
Across the aisle from them sits a lone oddly pretty
twenty year old girl. Her name is ROGUE -- a dark-eyed
and somewhat distant creature. From the shawl around her
head to her boots, layers of odd clothing wrap every inch
of her body, except her face and hands. She looks worn,
it is the face of a runaway. Next to her, a dirty duffle
bag.
The Brads are staring at Rogue, making lewd comments
about her. They have obviously been drinking for awhile.
BRAD 1
Hey.
Rogue looks at him, then quickly looks away.
BRAD 1 (contíd)
Hey... Hey Iím talking to you.
The Brads laugh amongst themselves at her reaction.
BRAD 2
(looking at her duffle bag)
Where are you going?
BRAD 1
Awww... look guys sheís shy.
BRAD 3
Maybe thatís why sheís alone. Is that
why youíre alone?
Brad 4, who is closest to Rogue, leans toward her.
BRAD 4
Iíll keep you company.
Rogue is silent and turns her back on him, trying to
ignore him.
BRAD 4 (contíd)
Hey... Iím talking to you.
Rogue continues to ignore him. This gets Brad 4 angry.
The other Brads watch his failure and laugh.
BRAD 4 (contíd)
(louder)
I said Iím talking to you!
ANGLE ON: Logan, his ears picking up everything.
Rogue looks down trying not to look at them.
Brad 4 will not be ignored. He reaches out to the one
place which is not covered by clothing that he can reach -
- Rogueís hand lying at her side.
BRAD 4 (contíd)
(louder still)
I said...!
He grabs her hand.
Suddenly, Brad 4ís eyes open wide as if heís in shock, an
instant later, he COLLAPSES.
Rogue reels back.
Bradís 1, 2, and 3 stand up, they are angry.
BRAD 1
Hey, what did you do?
ROGUE
Donít touch me.
Rogue stands, frightened and confused. Brad blocks her
in.
BRAD 3
Hey Brad, sheís a mutant!
Rogue moves to get away, but Brad 1 shoves Rogue. Rogue
falls to the floor of the train, right next to Loganís
feet. Brad 1 moves toward her.
Suddenly, Logan steps in front of Brad 1.
LOGAN
How about you sit down and leave the
kid alone, alright?
BRAD 1
Sheís a mutant.
LOGAN
Yeah, well, nobodyís perfect.
ANGLE ON: Rogue, she gets up and huddles toward the rear
of the train.
BRAD 1
(who is considerably larger
than Logan)
I think you should take a seat little
fella.
He shoves Logan backward. Logan gathers himself. Brad 4
is very weak but regaining consciousness.
Brads 2 and 3 stand to back their friend against Logan.
Itís now three against one. All the passengers are
watching --
LOGAN
Listen -- I donít want any trouble.
BRAD 1
Well you got trouble.
Brad 1 slams his fist into Loganís stomach. Logan grabs
the manís fist and lifts him up and over, slamming him
into the train floor.
Brad 2 grabs a commuterís briefcase and smashes it on
Loganís head. Bursting open, its contents fly
everywhere.
Logan turns. Brad 2 stares wide-eyed as the gash on
Loganís head starts to heal.
Suddenly, Brad 1 is up. He grabs Logan around the neck
from behind. He holds Logan in his head lock while Brad
2 and 3 start punching him in the stomach and face.
Logan is taking quite a beating and naturally the entire
train of people are doing nothing.
ANGLE ON: Loganís eyes, his pupils are getting smaller.
His brow furrows like a wolf. A low guttural GROWL.
Suddenly rage -- PRIMAL RAGE
Loganís feet kick out, his left foot strikes Brad 1 in
the face knocking him backward, while his right foot
hooks around Brad 2ís head dragging him forward. With
his left hand Logan grabs Brad 2 by the throat, squeezing
the esophagus.
Brad 2 is paralyzed. His eyes roll up as the oxygen is
cut off. Brad 2 collapses.
ANGLE ON: Brad 3 running out of the car with the other
passengers. A TRANSIT COP pushes past the fleeing
passengers, into the car.


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