(FIRE CRACKLING) (BOY COUGHING) (COUGHING) YOU'RE ALWAYS SICK. YOU WERE SICK WHEN YOU WERE MY AGE. (DOOR OPENING) EVENING, SIR. EVENING, VICTOR. DIDN'T REALISE YOU WERE STILL HERE. I'M JUST KEEPING JAMES COMPANY, SIR, IF THAT'S ALL RIGHT. VERY KIND OF YOU. ANY BETTER, SON? STILL COLD, FATHER. JUST A MILD FEVER. YOU'LL BE ALL RIGHT IN THE MORNING. YOU ALWAYS SAY THAT. (CHUCKLING) AND YOU ALWAYS PULL THROUGH, DON'T YOU? YEAH. NOW, YOU TAKING YOUR MEDICINE? (POUNDING ON DOOR) MAN: ELIZABETH! ELIZABETH! YOUR FATHER'S DRUNK AGAIN. SHOULD HELP HIM HOME, VICTOR. ELIZABETH! IT'S NOT MY NAME HE'S CALLING, SIR. ELIZABETH! (MAN AND WOMAN SHOUTING IN DISTANCE) FATHER! STAY WHERE YOU ARE, JAMES. WOMAN: GET OFF ME! FATHER! (SHOUTING CONTINUES) MAN: I TOLD YOU NEVER TO COME BACK HERE! (GUN FIRES) (WOMAN SCREAMING) (WOMAN SCREAMING) (GASPING) (GROANING WEAKLY) (QUIETLY): J-JAMES... (GASPING, GROANING) NO. JAMES... THERE ARE THINGS YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND. DON'T... I NEED HIM TO KNOW! PLEASE DON'T DO IT. NO MORE LIES. JAMES... (CRACKLING, SQUISHING) (SCREAMING) (GUN FIRING) (GROANING) WOMAN: JAMES! (WOMAN WHIMPERS) (PANTING) HE... HE WASN'T YOUR FATHER. (GASPS) (GASPING): SON... (SQUISHING) (THUD ECHOING) WHAT ARE YOU? (INTENSE, OMINOUS ORCHESTRAL THEME PLAYING) I DIDN'T MEAN IT! I DIDN'T MEAN IT. YES, YOU DID! (PANTING) HE DESERVED IT, AND YOU GAVE IT TO HIM. WE'RE BROTHERS, JIMMY. YOU REALISE THAT? AND BROTHERS PROTECT EACH OTHER. YOU HAVE TO BE HARD NOW, HARD SO NOTHING CAN EVER TOUCH US. I WANT TO GO HOME. WE CAN'T. WE STICK TOGETHER NO MATTER WHAT, AND TAKE CARE OF ANYONE WHO GETS IN OUR WAY. CAN YOU DO THAT, LITTLE BROTHER? (DOGS BARKING IN DISTANCE) MAN: ...GOING DOWN TO THE RIVER. VICTOR: THEY'RE COMING. MAN: HEAD OVER THE HILL. VICTOR: CAN YOU RUN? KEEP ON RUNNING, AND DON'T LOOK BACK. (YELLING) (SCREAMING) (BAYONETS CLANGING) (SCREAMING, GROANING) (MACHINE-GUN FIRE) (EXPLOSIONS) BACK TO BACK! (GRUNTING AND GROANING) (DISTORTED YELL) (COCKING) (WATER SPLASHING) (RAPID GUNFIRE, SOLDIERS YELLING) (MACHINE-GUN FIRE) (MACHINE-GUN FIRE) (MACHINE-GUN FIRE) THAT'S ENOUGH! ENOUGH! (GUNFIRE CONTINUES) (WOMAN SCREAMING) NO, NO! (SCREAMING) STAND DOWN, SOLDIER! (GRUNTS) VICTOR! (GRUNTS) STAND DOWN, STAND DOWN! DOWN! (SQUISHING) NO! (RIPPING, SQUISHING) (MUFFLED SHOUTING) (GROWLING) (INTENSE, OMINOUS ORCHESTRAL THEME CRESCENDOES) READY! (RIFLES COCKING) AIM! WAKE ME WHEN IT'S OVER. FIRE! (SCREAMING, GUNS FIRING) MY NAME IS MAJOR WILLIAM STRYKER. YOU'VE BEEN CHARGED WITH KILLING A SENIOR OFFICER. IS THAT CORRECT? APPARENTLY, WE HAVE SOME ISSUES WITH AUTHORITY. JUST KEEP A LID ON IT. SIR. THE WARDEN TELLS ME YOUR SENTENCE WAS CARRIED OUT BY A FIRING SQUAD AT 1000 HOURS. HOW DID THAT GO? IT TICKLED. YOU BOYS TIRED OF RUNNING? TIRED OF DENYING YOUR... TRUE NATURE? WHAT DO YOU CARE? OH, I CARE. I CARE BECAUSE I KNOW HOW SPECIAL YOU ARE; HOW VALUABLE. (SIGHS) LOOK... YOU CAN STAY HERE, LOCKED UP, LIKE FREAKS OF NATURE, OR YOU CAN JOIN ME. I'M PUTTING TOGETHER A SPECIAL TEAM... WITH SPECIAL PRIVILEGES. NOW, TELL ME, HOW WOULD YOU LIKE TO REALLY SERVE YOUR COUNTRY? (METAL SCRAPING, BLADE RINGING) I LOVE THIS WEAPON MORE THAN ANY OTHER THING IN THE WHOLE WORLD. YOU WANT TO KNOW WHY? NO. IT'S MEMORABLE. SURE, IT'S A LITTLE BULKY, TOUGH TO GET ON A PLANE. YOU WHIP OUT A COUPLE OF SWORDS AT YOUR EX-GIRLFRIEND'S WEDDING, THEY WILL NEVER, EVER FORGET IT. THAT'S FUNNY, WADE. I THINK YOU CONFUSE ME WITH SOMEONE WHO GIVES A SHIT. RIGHT, IT'S NOT AS INTIMIDATING AS HAVING A GUN OR BONE CLAWS OR THE FINGERNAILS OF A BAG LADY. (BLADE RINGS) MANICURE? VICTOR... EASY. FRED GOT A NEW TATTOO. I'M CONCERNED. OH, JESUS, FRED. YOU JUST MET HER LAST NIGHT. I LOVE HER. YOU LOVE HER AFTER ONE NIGHT? AND SHE'S A GYMNAST. BRADLEY, TAKE HER DOWN. (GROANING) YOU GONNA PUKE? IF WE WERE MEANT TO FLY, WE'D GROW WINGS. DON'T WORRY, NANCY. MORE PEOPLE DIE DRIVING THAN FLYING. HOW ABOUT FROM IMPALING? HEY, BE NICE... OR BE YOUR APPROXIMATION OF NICE. WOULD YOU LIKE A BUCKET? NO... STRYKER: GENTLEMEN, WHEELS DOWN IN LAGOS IN FIVE. (PEOPLE SHOUTING) (SHOUTING IN NATIVE LANGUAGE) (RATTLING) WHY ARE WE HERE? ALL IN GOOD TIME. ZERO. (MAN SHOUTING IN NATIVE LANGUAGE) GRAB YOUR WEAPONS! MAN: PUT YOUR HANDS BEHIND YOUR HEAD. (GUNS FIRING, MEN SCREAMING) (RAPID GUNFIRE) HAVING FUN YET? FRED. THE TANK? THE TANK. YEAH, I GOT THAT. (EXPLOSION THUNDERING, RUMBLING) (CHUCKLING) (LIGHT, JAUNTY MUZAK TUNE PLAYING) (CHIMING) (MUZAK STOPS, ELEVATOR POWERS DOWN) GREAT. STUCK IN AN ELEVATOR WITH FIVE GUYS ON A HIGH-PROTEIN DIET. STRYKER: WADE. DREAMS REALLY DO COME TRUE. JUST SHUT IT. YOU'RE UP NEXT. THANK YOU, SIR. YOU LOOK REALLY NICE TODAY. IT'S THE GREEN. BRINGS OUT THE SERIOUSNESS IN YOUR EYES. OH MY GOD, DO YOU EVER SHUT UP, PAL? NO. NOT WHEN I'M AWAKE. BRADLEY... TOP FLOOR, PLEASE. (ELEVATOR WHIRRS, BELL CHIMES) (TAPPING BUTTON) (chiming) COVER THE ELEVATOR. THE ELEVATOR! (GUNS COCKING) (QUIET CHIMING CONTINUES) (CHIMING) IT'S TIME TO GO TO WORK. (RAPID GUNFIRE, CLANGING) (RAPID GUNFIRE, CLANGING) (BLADES CLANG) (BLADE WHIPS, BODY THUDS) OKAY. PEOPLE ARE DEAD. IF YOU DIDN'T HAVE THAT MOUTH ON YOU, WADE, YOU'D BE THE PERFECT SOLDIER. I WOULDN'T DO THAT IF I WAS YOU, BROTHER. TAKE THE DIAMONDS. THEY ARE YOURS. I DON'T WANT YOUR DIAMONDS. I WANT THIS. THAT? THAT IS NOTHING. A SOUVENIR. WHERE DID YOU FIND IT? I WANT THE SOURCE. A SMALL VILLAGE. FAR INLAND. THREE DAYS FROM HERE. TELL THEM THIS ROCK IS MORE VALUABLE TO ME THAN HIS LIFE. ASK HIM WHERE HE FOUND IT. (CONVERSING IN LOCAL LANGUAGE) (WADE AND VILLAGER TALKING AT SAME TIME) HE SAYS IT CAME FROM THE SKY. HE'S TELLING THE TRUTH. YOU DON'T KNOW THE LANGUAGE, LOGAN. IT'S A METEOR FRAGMENT. I KNOW WHAT IT IS. I'M ASKING HIM WHERE HE FOUND IT. SIR, BASE WANTS TO KNOW OUR LOCATION. SHUT 'EM DOWN. (ELECTRICAL BUZZ) YES. TELL HIM EVERYONE HERE WILL DIE UNLESS HE TELLS ME WHERE HE FOUND THE ROCK. (WADE SPEAKING LOCAL LANGUAGE) (VILLAGER SPEAKING LOCAL LANGUAGE) (SIGHS, GROANS) HE SAYS THAT IT'S SACRED. OKAY, FINE. (SIGHS) VICTOR. (VILLAGERS SCREAMING) (GUNFIRE) (VILLAGERS SHOUTING, SCREAMING) VICTOR! (GRUNTING) DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT IT. WE DIDN'T SIGN UP FOR THIS. PUT HIM DOWN. (PANTING) WHAT ARE YOU DOING? WE FINALLY GOT A GOOD THING GOING HERE. DON'T YOU SCREW THIS UP. IT'S ENOUGH, IT'S ENOUGH-- WE'VE DONE ENOUGH. WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE? THIS IS WHAT WE DO. MAYBE YOU'D RATHER BE ROTTING IN A HOLE SOMEWHERE TILL THEY FIGURE OUT A WAY TO DO IT TO US. IS THAT IT? I'M DONE. YOU COMING? JIMMY! WE CAN'T JUST LET YOU WALK AWAY. VICTOR: JIMMY! JIMMY! (NOBLE THEME SWELLS DRAMATICALLY) (QUIET, GENTLE THEME PLAYS) WHY ARE YOU UP SO EARLY? COME HERE. (MACHINES WHIRRING, LOGS CLUNKING) SEE YOU, BABY. HEY. (MEN CHUCKLING) (WHISTLING, LAUGHING) OH, THAT'S NICE. (LAUGHING) YEAH, THAT'S NICE. (FESTIVE MUSIC PLAYING) WHOO! OKAY, I'M TOTALLY GOING TO GET THIS. (MECHANICAL LAUGHTER) NOPE, COME ON. (QUIETLY): DAMN! OH MY GOODNESS. (LAUGHING) OH, WOW. LET'S GO ON THE FERRIS WHEEL. COME ON, SWEETHEART. MAN: AMAZING LADY IN A BOX. MAN: SWING THE HAMMER, RING THE BELL! HEY, WHAT DO YOU DO? OH... IF YOU TURN OFF THE LIGHT, YOU WIN A PRIZE. THREE TRIES FOR A BUCK. COME ON, I WANT TO DO IT. THERE YOU GO. OKAY. WELL, THAT'S OBVIOUS. THAT'S TWO. (ELECTRICAL BUZZING, BOYFRIEND GASPS) WELL, THAT'S A STUPID TRICK. IT'S NOT A TRICK, MAN. COME ON. FREAK. BYE. (MACHINE PLAYING TINNY, MONOTONOUS MELODY) (BEEPING) (SIGHS) (WHIRRING, CLICKING) (TOY TRAIN WHISTLE BLOWING) (KNOCKING ON DOOR) SHOW'S OVER! (POUNDING ON DOOR) I SAID SHOW'S OVER. SHOW'S NEVER OVER FOR US, BRADLEY. (WHIRRING, CLANKING, BEEPING SLOWS TO A STOP) VICTOR. AREN'T YOU GOING TO INVITE ME IN? YEAH. COME ON IN. YOU KNOW, I'VE NEVER SAID ANYTHING... TO ANYONE ABOUT WHAT HAPPENED. I'M LIVING A TOTALLY DIFFERENT LIFE NOW, VICTOR. NO NEED TO BRING UP THE PAST. (QUIET BUZZING, CRACKLING) YOU KNOW... I ALWAYS THOUGHT IT WOULD BE WADE WHO'D COME KNOCKING AT MY DOOR. YEAH. WELL... WADE'S GONE. I'M NOT AFRAID OF YOU, VICTOR. I'M NOT AFRAID OF DYING. HOW DO YOU KNOW? YOU'VE NEVER TRIED IT BEFORE. (VICTOR GROWLING, BRADLEY SCREAMING) (SCREAMS) (GASPING) WAS IT THE WARS? WHICH ONE? ALL OF 'EM. (PANTING) TELL ME. HEY... IT'S JUST A SCRATCH. (PANTING) LOOKS LIKE WE'RE GOING TO NEED NEW SHEETS AGAIN, BABY. (CHUCKLES) YEAH. (MACHINERY WHIRRING) CREWMAN: WHO THE HELL IS THIS? SMELLS LIKE GOVERNMENT. MY GOD, YOU HAVEN'T AGED A DAY. CLEAN LIVING. YOU REMEMBER AGENT ZERO? STILL SHOOTING FIRST, ASKING QUESTIONS LATER? YOU STILL CHEWING ON CHEAP CIGARS? BOYS, PLEASE. I HAVE A JOB FOR YOU. I ALREADY HAVE A JOB. LUMBERJACK? 18 GRAND A YEAR? 18-FIVE, PLUS I HAVEN'T HAD TO KILL ANYONE IN A WHILE. STARTING TO MISS IT? RIGHT ABOUT NOW I AM. YEAH? ZERO, BACK TO THE CAR. ATTABOY. (CLICKS TONGUE) YOU KNOW, I'M NOT PROUD ABOUT THE WAY THINGS ENDED BETWEEN US. CONVERSATION'S OVER. PLAYING "LITTLE HOUSE ON THE PRAIRIE" WITH A... A SCHOOLTEACHER. THAT JUST ISN'T YOU, LOGAN. AND YOU WOULD KNOW, HUH? I WOULD. WHAT DO YOU WANT, STRYKER? BRADLEY WAS KILLED THREE DAYS AGO. WADE BEFORE THAT. I BELIEVE THAT SOMEONE IS HUNTING DOWN OUR OLD TEAM. ANYONE ELSE? AS FAR AS I KNOW, VICTOR IS SAFE. BUT WHOEVER IT IS HAS NAMES, ADDRESSES. I CAN TAKE CARE OF MYSELF. THIS IS NOT ABOUT YOU, LOGAN. (ENGINE STARTS) YOUR COUNTRY NEEDS YOU. I'M CANADIAN. I KNOW YOU, LOGAN! I KNOW WHO YOU ARE! (BELL RINGING, CHILDREN CHATTER HAPPILY) MISS KAYLA, MISS KAYLA, LOOK WHAT I DID. (GENTLE LAUGH) GIRL: BYE, MISS SILVERFOX! KAYLA: WHAT'S WRONG? STRYKER CAME BY TODAY. DON'T WORRY, I SAID NO. WHY IS HE BOTHERING YOU AFTER ALL THESE YEARS? BECAUSE I'M THE BEST THERE IS AT WHAT I DO, BUT WHAT I DO BEST ISN'T VERY NICE. YOU'RE NOT AN ANIMAL, LOGAN. WHAT YOU HAVE IS A GIFT. A GIFT. YOU CAN RETURN A GIFT. COME ON, FELLAS. (HORN HONKING) ALL RIGHT. STAY IN THE CAR. I'M JUST GOING TO ASK NICELY. MIND LETTING US GO BY? YOU IN SOME KIND OF A HURRY THERE, PAL? HEY, HEY, HEY. ARE YOU? JUST MOVE YOUR TRUCK SO WE CAN GO BY. I'M TRYING TO HAVE A CONVERSATION THERE, RIGHT? YOU START SOMETHING, YOU'D BETTER BE READY TO FINISH. LISTEN... (MAN GRUNTS) HEY, GUYS, TAKE IT EASY. CALM DOWN. (GRUNTS) YOUR BOYFRIEND'S GOT A BIG MOUTH. I KNOW. BIG TEMPER, TOO. SO PLEASE LET US PASS. THANK YOU. HOW'D YOU DO THAT? FEMALE POWERS OF PERSUASION. IT'S A GIFT. OH, I SEE. DO YOU, UH, HAVE THOSE POWERS OVER ME? WELL, YOU DIDN'T STAY IN THE CAR, DID YOU? (CHUCKLES) (WOLF HOWLING) KAYLA: WHY IS THE MOON SO LONELY? WHY? 'CAUSE SHE USED TO HAVE A LOVER. OH... YOU TELL THIS TO THE KIDS? NO. (LOGAN LAUGHS) HIS NAME WAS QU'E QU'ATSU, AND THEY LIVED IN THE SPIRIT WORLD TOGETHER. OH, THIS IS A TRUE STORY. MM-HMM. ALL RIGHT. AND EVERY NIGHT, THEY WOULD WANDER THE SKIES TOGETHER. BUT ONE OF THE OTHER SPIRITS WAS JEALOUS. MM-HMM. TRICKSTER WANTED THE MOON FOR HIMSELF, SO HE TOLD QU'E QU'ATSU THAT THE MOON HAD ASKED FOR FLOWERS. HE TOLD HIM TO COME TO OUR WORLD AND PICK HER SOME WILD ROSES. BUT QU'E QU'ATSU DIDN'T KNOW THAT ONCE YOU LEAVE THE SPIRIT WORLD... YOU CAN NEVER GO BACK. HMM. AND EVERY NIGHT, HE LOOKS UP IN THE SKY AND SEES THE MOON AND HOWLS HER NAME. BUT... HE CAN NEVER TOUCH HER AGAIN. WOW. CUCKOO CACHOO GOT SCREWED. QU'E QU'ATSU. (LOGAN LAUGHS) MEANS "THE WOLVERINE." (CHAINSAW REVVING) (WOOD CRACKING, MEN SHOUTING) (CHAINSAW REVVING) (SLOW, OMINOUS THEME PLAYS) WHAT YOU DOING, LOGAN? KAYLA. (SCRAPING, SQUEALING) (PANTING) (CLAWS SCRAPING) (PANTING) (OMINOUS ORCHESTRAL THEME PLAYING) KAYLA...! (PANTING) OH GOD... OH GOD. (ECHOING): KAYLA! (SLOW, MELANCHOLY THEME PLAYING) (ROARING) (ROAR ECHOING) YOU'RE NOT FROM AROUND HERE, ARE YOU? (LAUGHING) WHAT GAVE ME AWAY? LOGAN: VICTOR! YOU GOT INSURANCE IN THIS PLACE? INSURANCE? NO. TOO BAD. LOGAN (ECHOES FROM DISTANCE): VICTOR! (GRUNTS) WELL, WELL, WELL, LOOK WHAT THE CAT DRAGGED IN. GUYS, WHATEVER THIS IS, TAKE IT OUTSIDE. WHY? WHY? (LAUGHING) YOU DON'T CALL, YOU DON'T WRITE. HOW ELSE AM I SUPPOSED TO GET YOUR ATTENTION? (VICTOR SNARLS, ROARS) (BOTH YELLING) (GRUNTING) (SCREAMS) (GRUNTING) (GRUNTING, GROWLING) I HATE TO SAY IT, JIMMY, BUT... FRANKLY I'M A LITTLE DISAPPOINTED. STAY DOWN. (PANTING) (BOTH GRUNTING) (YELLS) (BOTH GRUNTING) (LOGAN GROWLS, GRUNTS) (GRUNTS) TELL ME SOMETHING, JIMMY-- WAS SHE WORTH IT? (TRUCK APPROACHING) WHEN ARE YOU GOING TO FIGURE IT OUT? WE'RE NOT LIKE THEM. I... AM NOTHING LIKE YOU. SURE YOU ARE. YOU JUST DON'T KNOW IT YET. (SCREAMING) (SIREN WAILING) WHAT DO WE GOT? BAR FIGHT, MULTIPLE KNIFE WOUNDS. WHAT, IS THIS A JOKE? THE GUY'S FINE. WHERE IS HE? I SAID WHERE IS HE? I DON'T KNOW WHO HE IS. I CAN HELP YOU. SIX YEARS I'VE BEEN HERE. NO ONE KNEW ME, AND THEN YOU SHOW UP, AND THE NEXT DAY, SHE'S DEAD! I TRIED TO WARN YOU. WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME IT WAS VICTOR?! I DIDN'T KNOW. (GROANING, CHOKING) WHY? I SWEAR ON MY SON'S LIFE I DIDN'T... (GASPING) VICTOR'S APPETITES WERE BECOMING TOO PUBLIC; I HAD TO LOCK HIM UP. HE FELT I BETRAYED HIM. WENT AWOL. SAID HE WAS COMING AFTER ALL OF US. YOU DIDN'T COME TO WARN ME. YOU CAME TO SAVE YOUR OWN ASS. SO, WHAT'S YOUR PLAN, CAPTAIN? YOU CAN'T BEAT HIM, LOGAN. YOU KNOW YOU CAN'T. I'M GOING TO FIND HIM AND KILL HIM. I CAN GIVE YOU THE TOOLS TO DEFEAT HIM. AND WE CAN STILL SAVE THE OTHERS. YOU MEAN SAVE YOURSELF, RIGHT? I PROMISE YOU TWO THINGS. YOU WILL SUFFER MORE PAIN THAN ANY OTHER MAN CAN ENDURE, BUT YOU WILL HAVE YOUR REVENGE. I COME WITH YOU, I'M COMING FOR BLOOD. NO LAW. NO CODE OF CONDUCT. YOU POINT ME IN THE RIGHT DIRECTION, YOU GET THE HELL OUT OF MY WAY. (NOBLE ORCHESTRAL THEME PLAYING) (DRIPPING) WHEN IT STARTS, WHATEVER THE REASON IS THAT YOU'RE DOING THIS... ...FOCUS ON THAT. MAYBE IT WILL HELP. TRUST ME, I'VE BEEN THROUGH WORSE. NO, YOU HAVEN'T. WE'RE READY. WE'RE GOING TO MAKE YOU INDESTRUCTIBLE, BUT FIRST WE'RE GOING TO HAVE TO DESTROY YOU. YOU REMEMBER WHAT WE WERE LOOKING FOR IN AFRICA? I REMEMBER. WELL, I FOUND IT. IT HELPED US CREATE A METAL COMPOUND SO STRONG THAT YOU WILL BE ABLE TO WITHSTAND VIRTUALLY ANYTHING. IT'S CALLED ADAMANTIUM. I CAN'T PUT VICTOR DOWN MYSELF, LOGAN. TO KILL HIM, YOU'RE GOING TO HAVE TO EMBRACE THE OTHER SIDE. BECOME THE ANIMAL. LET'S DO THIS. I ALMOST FORGOT... I WANT NEW ONES. WHAT DO YOU WANT THEM TO SAY? WOLVERINE. (TAKING LONG, SLOW BREATHS) GENERALS, WELCOME. GENERAL MUNSON. TODAY YOU'RE GOING TO WITNESS MEDICAL HISTORY. TODAY WE'RE GOING TO CREATE WEAPON X. "X"? ROMAN NUMERAL TEN. WE'RE ABOUT TO BEGIN BONDING ADAMANTIUM TO WEAPON X'S SKELETON. LET'S BEGIN. (HISSING) (STEADY BEEPING) (WHIRRING) (BUBBLING) (BEEPING, GURGLING) (HIGH-PITCHED WHIRRING) (WHIRRING GROWS FASTER) (STEADY BEEPING) (WHIRRING) (SCREAMING) WE'RE BROTHERS, JIMMY. BODY TEMPERATURE 108 AND RISING. WHY IS HE THRASHING LIKE THAT? WHY ISN'T HE SEDATED? HE FEELS PAIN, JUST LIKE THE REST OF US, BUT ANAESTHESIA WON'T WORK ON HIM. THAT'S WHY HE HAD TO VOLUNTEER. HEART RATE 190... 195. WILL HE SURVIVE THIS? I DON'T KNOW. ...200... (WHOOSHING, TAPPING) SON. (RAPID BEEPING) HEART RATE WELL BEYOND MAXIMUM. BLOOD PRESSURE? 260/180 AND RISING. HE CAN MAKE IT... HE CAN MAKE IT. (WHOOSHING, WHIRRING) (TAPPING) VICTOR! (JANGLING) (WHIRRING, RAPID BEEPING) (SCREAMING) KAYLA: I LOVE YOU. YOU'RE NOT AN ANIMAL. (HEART BEATING RAPIDLY) (BEEPING) (MUFFLED HEARTBEATS, WHOOSHING) MEANS "THE WOLVERINE." (RAPID BEEPING) LOGAN (DISTANT): KAYLA...! (BEEPING SLOWS TO SUSTAINED TONE) (TONE FADES OUT) WELL, I GUESS HE CAN DIE. (LOW, OMINOUS THEME PLAYING) (TWO BEEPS) (BEEPING) (ONE BEEP) COME ON, OLD FRIEND. COME BACK. (BEEP) HEART RATE RISING. ADAMANTIUM RESERVOIR IS DEPLETED. NO REJECTION. PROCEDURE COMPLETED. WE DID IT. WE DID IT. (BEEPING) (banging) YES. WE TAKING HIM TO THE ISLAND? THE ISLAND? NO. BONDING WORKS. WE'LL USE HIS DNA FOR THE 11. ERASE HIS MEMORY. ERASE HIS MEMORY. (METALLIC SCRAPING) I THINK HE HEARD YOU. (ROARING) (CLANGING) (GROWLING) LOCKDOWN! (BULLETS RICOCHETING) (PANTING) (ALARM BUZZING) HUNT HIM DOWN. TAKE HIS HEAD OFF. (GENTLE, MELANCHOLY THEME PLAYING) (BIRDS CHIRPING) TRAVIS. (BRAKES SQUEAKING) I THINK THERE'S A NAKED MAN IN THE BARN. YEP. (CREAKING) (PANTING) > SON... (PANTING) WHAT IN HELL YOU DOING? IT'S COLD. COLD? YOU GOT NO CLOTHES ON. YEAH. YOU'RE NOT ON THE DRUGS, ARE YOU? NO. OH, JUST HAD A ROUGH NIGHT? YEAH, YOU COULD SAY THAT. COME ON UP THE HOUSE. SOME OF MY SON'S OLD CLOTHES WILL PROBABLY FIT YOU. HERE... COVER IT UP WITH THAT, HUH? DON'T WANT YOU GIVING THE OLD LADY A HEART ATTACK. (QUIET, GENTLE THEME PLAYING) (BLADES RING) (LIGHT SCRAPING) (BLADES CLICK, RING) (CLANGING) (CLANGING, RINGING) (KNOCK AT DOOR) (GASPS) YOU ALL RIGHT IN THERE? YEAH, YEAH, I'M FINE. (LOGAN GRUNTS, WATER SPRAYS) SUPPER'S ON THE TABLE. I... YEAH, I'LL BE THERE IN A MINUTE. (GASPS) OOH! I'M SWEAR I'M GOING TO PAY FOR IT. S-SET IT DOWN OVER THERE. RIGHT. COME AND SIT DOWN, SON. CAN'T THANK YOU BOTH ENOUGH FOR EVERYTHING. WOULDN'T HAVE BEEN DECENT TO LEAVE YOU OUT THERE TO FREEZE. "DECENT." WHAT? UH, NOTHING. I'M JUST NOT REALLY USED TO THAT WORD. THAT'S A NICE CHOPPER YOU'VE GOT OUT THERE. YOU KNOW MOTORCYCLES? OH, LORD, HERE WE GO. MY FAVOURITE'S A '48 PANHEAD. BOUGHT ONE NEW OFF THE LINE. I THINK YOU'RE A LITTLE YOUNG FOR THAT, SON. YOU MUST BE EXHAUSTED. YOU GET A GOOD NIGHT'S SLEEP. IN THE BARN. NOTHING YOU CAN BREAK OUT THERE. (CHUCKLING SOFTLY) (SLOW, MELANCHOLY THEME PLAYING) KAYLA: WHY IS THE MOON SO LONELY? LOGAN: WHY? 'CAUSE SHE USED TO HAVE A LOVER. HE CAN NEVER TOUCH HER AGAIN. (DOOR OPENING) YOU SLEEP OKAY? UH... YEAH. YOU LOOK LIKE A MAN FIXING TO DO A BAD THING. YOU KNOW WHAT HAPPENS TO MEN WHO GO LOOKING FOR BLOOD? WHAT? THEY FIND IT. WE ALL GOT A CHOICE, SON. YEAH, MINE GOT TAKEN. BULLSHIT. THIS WAS MY SON'S JACKET. TRY IT ON. (QUIET, GENTLE THEME PLAYING) THANK YOU. YEP. ALL RIGHT. NOW TAKE MY BIKE FOR A SPIN. TEST THE SUSPENSION. (CHUCKLES SOFTLY) '64, HUH? (THUDDING, CREAKING) MAN, YOU'RE HEAVY. YEAH, I PUT ON A LITTLE WEIGHT RECENTLY. GOOD MORNING. GOOD MORNING. OH. IT FITS YOU BEAUTIFULLY. I BROUGHT YOU SOME... (SHATTERING) (GROANING) WEAPON X IS IN THE BARN. HE JUST MURDERED TWO CIVILIANS. BLOW HIM TO BITS. LET'S SEE IF HE CAN SURVIVE THAT. (HELICOPTER APPROACHING) (MISSILE SCREAMING) COME GET ME. (MOTORCYCLE ROARING) BLOW HIS BRAINS ALL OVER THE ROAD! DAMN IT! (RAPID GUNFIRE) (MOTORCYCLE ROARING, BULLETS RICOCHETING) (GUNFIRE) ALPHA ONE, DO NOT LOSE HIM. ALPHA TWO, TARGET COMING TO YOU. (MACHINE-GUN FIRE) (GRUNTS) (ENGINE ROARING) (BLADES SCRAPING) (TYRES SQUEALING) (ENGINE REVVING) (SCREAMING) PULL UP! HUH? (MISSILE WHOOSHES) WHOA! (BLADES RING) (ALARM BEEPS, INCREASING IN TEMPO) PULL BACK! PULL BACK! (ENGINE POWERING DOWN) (FLAMES CRACKLING) STRYKER (OVER RADIO): ZERO. (LOGAN PANTING) STRYKER: ZERO, COME IN. ZERO. (OVER RADIO): ZERO, IS LOGAN DEAD? ZERO: I DON'T KNOW. I'M DOWN. STRYKER: ZERO, IS HE DEAD? IS LOGAN DEAD? ZERO, COME IN. LOGAN (OVER RADIO): YOU TRIED TO KILL ME. LOGAN? WHERE'S VICTOR? COME BACK TO BASE. I'LL EXPLAIN EVERYTHING. WE'LL TAKE VICTOR DOWN TOGETHER. LOGAN: WRONG ANSWER. AFTER I KILL VICTOR, I'M COMING FOR YOU. STRYKER: LOGAN, LISTEN TO ME. IF YOU GO DOWN THIS ROAD, YOU'RE NOT GOING TO LIKE WHAT YOU FIND. YOU WANTED THE ANIMAL, COLONEL. YOU GOT IT. THOSE WERE GOOD PEOPLE BACK THERE. INNOCENT PEOPLE. (RASPY LAUGHTER) IT'S FUNNY HOW GOOD, INNOCENT PEOPLE TEND TO DIE AROUND YOU. (OMINOUS THEME PLAYS) ZERO NEVER STOOD A CHANCE. THE ONLY THING THAT'LL TAKE HIM DOWN IS AN ADAMANTIUM BULLET. THIS FACILITY IS COMPROMISED. PREP TRANSPORT. COLONEL, THIS IS TURNING INTO A DISASTER. DON'T WORRY, WE'LL STOP IT. REALLY? YOU JUST SPENT HALF A BILLION DOLLARS MAKING HIM INDESTRUCTIBLE. SIR. YES. THE YOUNG MUTANT YOU'VE BEEN LOOKING FOR-- WE FOUND HIM. GENERAL, LOGAN ISN'T THE ONLY PIECE OF THIS PUZZLE. I NEED TO EVACUATE THIS FACILITY. PLEASE GO BACK TO WASHINGTON. WE'VE GOT WORK TO DO. YO HABLO-- I TALK. TU HABLAS-- YOU TALK. EL HABLA... SOMEBODY TRANSLATE. SUMMERS. SIT UP AND TAKE OFF THOSE GLASSES. I HAVE A HEADACHE. THEN YOU CAN WEAR THEM IN DETENTION AFTER SCHOOL WHILE YOU WRITE OUT THIS CONJUGATION 100 TIMES. SOMEBODY ELSE? YOUNG MAN: HE TALKS. THANK YOU. HE TALKS-- EL HABLA. YOU SURE IT WAS VICTOR? YEAH. DAMN. I'M SORRY, MAN. WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED TO HIM AFTER I LEFT? HE GOT WORSE. HE FELT LIKE YOU ABANDONED HIM. YEAH, WE ALL DID, BUT VICTOR... HE HAD TO PROVE HE WAS BETTER THAN YOU. HUNTING AND KILLING EVERYTHING HE WAS PAWING AT. QUIT A FEW MONTHS LATER MYSELF. COULDN'T TAKE ROUNDING 'EM UP. ROUNDING WHO UP? LEAVE IT ALONE. ROUNDING WHO UP, JOHN? HEY! DAMN IT, JOHN. WE HUNTED OUR OWN KIND, LOGAN. THERE'S A SPECIAL PLACE IN HELL FOR THE THINGS WE DID. MUTANTS? WHY? STRYKER SAID WE'D BE MAKING A DIFFERENCE, PROTECTING PEOPLE FROM THE BAD ONES. HOW YOU GONNA TAKE VICTOR DOWN, LOGAN? REMEMBER THAT STUFF IN AFRICA? YEAH, I REMEMBER AFRICA. WHAT ABOUT IT? DAMN. WHAT'D THEY DO TO YOU, MAN? DON'T ASK. LISTEN, ZERO SAID SOMETHING ABOUT AN ISLAND. DOES THAT MEAN ANYTHING TO YOU? NOPE. BUT MAYBE DUKES KNOWS. HIM AND ZERO WERE REAL TIGHT. FRED DUKES? WHERE IS HE? HE'S HERE. WELL, LET'S GO TALK TO HIM. HOLD ON. HE DON'T GET IN TILL AROUND 4:00, BUT I GOT TO WARN YOU HE DEVELOPED A BIT OF EATING DISORDER. WE ALL GOT OUR COPING MECHANISMS. I'M TRYING TO WHIP HIM BACK INTO SHAPE. IF YOU WANT HIS HELP, DON'T MENTION HIS WEIGHT. COME ON, FRED. YOU WANT TO GET IN SHAPE, YOU GOT TO MOVE, MAN. I TOLD HIM HE GOT TO MOVE. WHOA! (YELLS) LOGAN: FRED DUKES? THAT LOOKS LIKE THE CREATURE THAT ATE FRED DUKES. JOHN: HEY, BE NICE, MAN. HEY, FAT-- FRED, UM... SEEM TO REMEMBER THAT GIRL WHEN SHE WAS ABOUT 85 POUNDS, HUH? OH, THAT'S FUNNY. YOU'RE STILL SO FUNNY, LOGAN. YOU KNOW WHERE VICTOR IS? (BOXING RING CREAKING) NO IDEA. WHAT'S "THE ISLAND," SLIM? DON'T LET THE DOOR HIT YOU ON THE WAY OUT, LOGAN. LISTEN, I AIN'T LEAVING HERE TILL YOU TELL ME WHERE VICTOR IS. COME ON, BUB, FOR OLD TIMES' SAKE, HUH? DID YOU JUST CALL ME... (BREATHING HEAVILY) ...BLOB? NO, BUT... (YELLS) TOLD YOU NOT TO MENTION HIS WEIGHT. WHY'D YOU CALL HIM BLOB? I DIDN'T; I SAID "BUB." GODDAMN IT. H-HEY, HEY, HEY, HEY, HEY, HEY, LOGAN. I GOT AN IDEA. THIS IS YOUR IDEA? TRYING TO HELP YOU OUT. DUKES DON'T LIKE YOU THAT MUCH, AND YOU KNOW IT. THE FEELING'S MUTUAL. USE THEM GLOVES, MAN. DANCE WITH HIM A LITTLE BIT. ALLOW HIM TO LET HIS ANGER OUT ON YOU. IF YOU DO THAT, HE'LL PROBABLY TELL YOU EVERYTHING YOU WANT TO KNOW. COME ON, MAN, LOOK AT HIM. BIG OLD ASS COMING OUT THE FRONT OF HIS SHIRT. JESUS. HE'S GONNA HAVE A CORONARY, FOR CHRIST'S SAKE. IS THERE EVEN A STRETCHER BIG ENOUGH TO TAKE THIS GUY OUT OF HERE? (GROANS) IT AIN'T HIM I'M WORRIED ABOUT GETTING OUT OF HERE ON A STRETCHER. YOU'RE AN ASSHOLE. COME ON, LOGAN! (BELL DINGS) WHUP HIS ASS. YOU WANT IT? JOHN: DANCE WITH HIM, FRED, LIKE I TAUGHT YOU. WHAT'S THAT SUPPOSED TO DO? YOU WANT TO DANCE, LOGAN? COME ON, MAN! OH, THAT FEELS GOOD. (GRUNTING) HEY! GUESS WHAT? SEE, HE GONNA TALK NOW. YOU GOT HIM RIGHT WHERE YOU WANT HIM. WHOSE SIDE ARE YOU ON, ANYWAY? COME ON! COME ON, NOW, LAMB CHOP! (LAUGHING) (GRUNTS, GROANS) (LAUGHING) DAMN! (SNARLING, ROARING) (BOXING RING CREAKING) NOW, WHERE'S VICTOR? (QUIET, OMINOUS THEME PLAYS) (GRUNTS) LITTLE DARK FOR SUNGLASSES, DON'T YOU THINK? OH, PLEASE, DON'T! PLEASE, DON'T... VICTOR! HEY. HEY. WHERE'S VICTOR? UH... VICTOR'S... WITH STRYKER ON... ON THE ISLAND. THEY-THEY-THEY-THEY, THEY RUN IT TOGETHER. W... WHAT? VICTOR WILL BE WITH STRYKER? YEAH. YOU-YOU DIDN'T KNOW THAT? (GROANING, SIGHING) (SUMMERS GRUNTING, GROANING) (SUMMERS GRUNTS) ALL THAT'S LEFT NOW IS LOGAN. I TRUST YOU CAN HANDLE THAT. I DID BEFORE, DIDN'T I? OH, YES, YOU DID THAT. OUR DEAL-- IT STILL APPLIES, RIGHT? OF COURSE. NOW BAG HIM AND TAG HIM, CAPTAIN. (PANTING) WHAT'S THE ISLAND? MM, IT'S WHERE S-STRYKER TAKES THEM AFTER VICTOR'S CAUGHT THEM. WAIT A MINUTE. TAKES WHO? MUTANTS. THE RUMOUR IS THAT STRYKER'S DOING EXPERIMENTS ON THEM THERE. I MEAN, YOU NEVER WONDERED WHAT HAPPENED TO THEM? I TRIED NOT TO. (QUIET, MELANCHOLY THEME PLAYING) THEY KILLED HER SO I'D LET THEM PUT ADAMANTIUM IN ME. THEY KILLED HER FOR A GODDAMN EXPERIMENT. (BREATHING SHARPLY) WHERE IS IT?! WHERE IS IT?! LOGAN, STRYKER KEPT IT REAL SECRET. BUT... UH, A PRISONER ESCAPED THERE ONCE. WHO? UH, HIS NAME WAS REMY LEBEAU. HE WAS A-A STREET HUSTLER FROM NEW ORLEANS. THE-THE GUARDS AT-AT THE PRISON CALLED HIM GAMBIT 'CAUSE HE KEPT TAKING ALL THEIR MONEY AT POKER. THAT'S ALL I KNOW. WHAT'S STRYKER UP TO, FRED? WHAT'S THE ENDGAME? UH... HE'S TAKING THEIR POWERS. TRYING TO COMBINE THEM SOMEHOW. THAT'S ALL I KNOW, LOGAN. THAT'S ALL I KNOW. IF I HAVE TO COME BACK HERE, I'M GONNA TAKE YOUR HEAD OFF. I'M COMING WITH YOU, LOGAN. THERE'S NO REDEMPTION WHERE I'M GOING. I AIN'T ASKING. (NOBLE, HEROIC ORCHESTRAL THEME PLAYING) (BLUES PLAYING) # MY HEART FEELS SO EMPTY # # SO PLEASE... # THERE'S OUR DUDE. (WOMEN SHRIEKING) (WOMEN SHRIEK) THAT'S COOL. I'M GONNA GO COVER THE BACK, CASE HE RABBITS. I'M NOT GONNA FIGHT WITH HIM. YEAH, RIGHT. WHAT? I GET IN FIGHTS WITH EVERYBODY? DON'T DOGS KILL CATS? JUST GO COVER THE BACK, WILL YOU? (WOMEN SHRIEKING) GIVE ME $500. REMY. ARE YOU REMY LEBEAU? DO I OWE YOU MONEY? NO. THEN REMY LEBEAU I AM. (QUIET, OMINOUS THEME PLAYING) (EMPTY BOTTLE CLINKS AND ROLLS IN DISTANCE) LARGE BLIND'S $100, SMALL BLIND'S $50. MAY I DEAL YOU IN? UH, WHAT CAN I GET FOR, UH, 17 BUCKS? (SCOFFING) SEVENTEEN DOLLARS... A CAB RIDE HOME, PERHAPS. YOU MY BROTHER'S NEW BABYSITTER, JOHN? I AIN'T BRADLEY, VICTOR. AND YOUR CREEPY BLACK COAT DON'T SCARE ME. REALLY? WORKED ON DUKES. SHOULDN'T HAVE DONE THAT, 'CAUSE NOW I'M GONNA KILL YOU, 'FORE LOGAN EVEN GETS THE CHANCE. SO WHAT BRINGS YOU TO OUR FAIR CITY, SIR? VICTOR CREED. AND WHO'S THAT? THE MAN I'M GONNA KILL. (LAUGHING) WORKS WITH A MAN NAMED STRYKER ON, UH, ON AN ISLAND. JUST NEED TO KNOW WHERE IT IS. AND WHY WOULD YOU THINK I KNOW THAT? WELL, 'CAUSE I KNOW WHO YOU ARE, GAMBIT. YOU'RE THE GUY WHO ESCAPED, AND YOU'RE THE GUY WHO'S GONNA TAKE ME BACK THERE. YOU KNOW, JOHN, THERE'S SOMETHING I ALWAYS WANTED TO TELL YOU. (GROANS) YOU'RE PREDICTABLE. OOH... I CAN FEEL YOUR SPINE, JOHNNY BOY. THAT'S FUNNY. NEVER KNEW YOU HAD ONE. (GRUNTS) THOSE ARE MIGHTY NICE TAGS YOU HAVE ON THERE, SIR. THE MAN WHO TOOK ME WORE TAGS JUST LIKE THEM. HEY, NOW, BUB, YOU LISTEN TO ME... (CROWD GASPS) (GRUNTS) DAMN IT. LITTLE PUNK. (GRUNTS) TWO YEARS I ROTTED IN THAT HELLHOLE, AND I AIN'T NEVER GOING BACK. OOH. SHINY. (INHALES, GROWLS SOFTLY) TELL ME SOMETHING, JIMMY-- DO YOU EVEN KNOW HOW TO KILL ME? I'M GONNA CUT YOUR GODDAMN HEAD OFF. SEE IF THAT WORKS. (LAUGHS) (SNARLING, GROWLING) (BLADES RING) GETTING SLOW, OLD MAN. (GROWLS, YELLS) SON OF A BITCH. YOU'RE GONNA DIE FOR WHAT YOU DID TO HER. (GRUNTS) (FAST-TEMPO, OMINOUS THEME PLAYING) VICTOR! THAT'S A NICE STICK. (THEME INTENSIFIES) (METAL CREAKING) (GROANS) OKAY, SHITHEAD, HERE'S THE DEAL. YOU'RE GONNA TAKE ME TO THIS ISLAND, WHERE I CAN KILL CREED, STRYKER, AND PRETTY MUCH EVERYONE YOU HATE IN THIS WORLD. DO YOU UNDERSTAND? (PANTING) YOU'RE REALLY GONNA KILL HIM? AS LONG AS YOU STAY OUT OF MY WAY, YEAH. (LOW, OMINOUS THEME PLAYS) MUNSON: COLONEL. GENERAL. IS THIS WEAPON XI? ALL OF THEIR STRENGTHS AND NONE OF THEIR WEAKNESSES. YOU REALLY HATE THEM, DON'T YOU? NO, I DON'T HATE THEM. AFTER 20 YEARS OF WORKING WITH MUTANTS, I JUST KNOW WHAT THEY CAN DO. YOU CAN WIN THIS WAR BEFORE IT STARTS, AND SAVE COUNTLESS LIVES IN THE PROCESS. PRE-EMPTIVE ACTION IS THE ONLY ACTION HERE, GENERAL. THE DAYS OF OUR COUNTRY SITTING ON THE SIDELINES ARE OVER. WE NEED TO TAKE THE FIGHT TO THE ENEMY BEFORE THEY TAKE THE FIGHT TO US. I ADMIRE YOUR PASSION.I DO. THANK YOU. BUT THIS IS AS FAR AS IT GOES. WEAPON X WAS A... A HICCUP. WE KNOW ABOUT YOUR SON, BILL. WE KNOW HE'S A MUTANT, AND WE KNOW HE KILLED YOUR WIFE. YOU SHOULDN'T HAVE KEPT THAT FROM US. THAT... THAT HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH MY WORK. BULLSHIT. YOU'RE TOO CLOSE TO THIS. I'M SHUTTING YOU DOWN. YOU'RE RIGHT. I-I WON'T LIE TO YOU. MY SON... DID BRING THE PROBLEM HOME FOR ME. BUT I TOOK AN OATH... TO PROTECT THE AMERICAN PEOPLE... ...FROM EVERY THREAT, BOTH FOREIGN... (YELLS) (GROANS) ...AND DOMESTIC. YOU DON'T LIKE FLYING, HUH? I'M FINE. CONCENTRATE ON WHAT YOU'RE DOING. YOU SURE? YOU GOT A BIT OF SWEAT ON YOUR BROW THERE. VERY FUNNY. JUST KEEP YOUR EYES ON THE... ON THE WHAT? THE CLOUDS? WE'RE UP AND DOWN LIKE A FRICKIN' YO-YO. WHERE'D YOU GET THIS THING, ANYWAY? OH, THIS IS MY BABY; I WON HER IN A GAME. JACKS OVER FIVES. GREAT. RELAX, WE'RE ALMOST THERE. THERE IT IS, THE ISLAND. THREE MILE ISLAND. HIDE IN PLAIN SIGHT. NO ONE'S GONNA SNOOP AROUND A NUCLEAR REACTOR. THEY THINK IT'S GONNA TURN 'EM INTO FREAKS. LIKE YOU? RIGHT. ALL RIGHT, YOU READY? 'CAUSE IT'S NOW OR NEVER-- LET'S GO. ABOUT TIME. HEY, IF IT MAKES YOU FEEL ANY BETTER, THIS IS REALLY GONNA HURT. WELL, YEAH. IT KIND OF DOES, ACTUALLY. GOOD LUCK. LIKEWISE. OH, SHIT. (ROARING WHOOSH) HOW YOU DOING? EVERYTHING ALL RIGHT? IS HE READY YET? A FEW MORE HOURS. AND HE WILL RESPOND TO MY COMMANDS? ABSOLUTELY. (CLICK) (DOOR RUMBLING, SQUEAKING) (DOOR CLOSING) (TOOLS WHIRRING QUIETLY) (OMINOUS THEME PLAYING) LOGAN. WELCOME BACK TO THE WAR. BEFORE I GUT YOU, I WANT TO KNOW WHY. I NEEDED YOUR POWERS FOR THE POOL. FOR THE WHAT? THE MUTANT KILLER. DEADPOOL. YEARS OF SEARCHING AND REFINING, FINDING THE RIGHT POWERS THAT CAN COEXIST IN ONE BODY WITHOUT RIPPING IT APART. MY SON WAS THE FIRST PIECE OF THE PUZZLE. LOGAN, YOU WERE THE LAST. YOU MADE WEAPON XI POSSIBLE. I... ASKED YOU TO HELP, BUT, UH, YOU SAID YOU WANTED THE QUIET LIFE. WELL... I'VE LEARNED THAT NOTHING MOTIVATES THE MEN IN YOUR FAMILY LIKE REVENGE. (PANTS, GASPS SOFTLY) WHO ARE YOU? OH, SHE'S REAL, OLD FRIEND. (EXHALES) (LOW GRUNT) DID YOU REALLY THINK WE'D JUST LET YOU WALK AWAY? YOU'RE A DANGEROUS MAN. WE LIKE TO KEEP AN EYE ON DANGEROUS MEN. TELL HIM ABOUT THE DAY YOU DIED. THEY GAVE ME A SHOT OF HYDROCHLOROTHIAZIDE. IT REDUCES THE HEART RATE SO LOW, IT APPEARS YOU'VE FLATLINED. DON'T BE ANGRY WITH HER. IT'S A REAL CREDIT... TO YOUR SPECIES. DID YOU KNOW THAT HER SISTER HAS DIAMOND-HARD SKIN? KAYLA'S MUTATION IS TACTO-HYPNOSIS. SHE CAN INFLUENCE PEOPLE AS LONG AS SHE TOUCHES THEM. QUITE A USEFUL TOOL IN A SEDUCTION. IT WAS NEVER REAL, MY FRIEND. IT WAS REAL FOR ME. TOLD YOU IF YOU CAME DOWN THIS ROAD YOU WOULDN'T LIKE WHAT YOU FOUND. (PANTS) THE STORY YOU TOLD ME... ABOUT A MAN WHO GETS FLOWERS FOR THE MOON. I HAD IT BACKWARDS. I THOUGHT YOU WERE THE MOON AND I WAS YOUR WOLVERINE. BUT YOU'RE THE TRICKSTER, AREN'T YOU? I'M JUST THE FOOL WHO GOT PLAYED. THE WORST PART OF IT IS I SHOULD HAVE KNOWN. BUT I IGNORED MY INSTINCTS. I IGNORED WHAT I REALLY AM. WELL, THAT WON'T EVER HAPPEN AGAIN. (QUIET, MELANCHOLY THEME PLAYING) (THUDS, SLAMS) COLONEL? NOT NOW, KAYLA. I HAVE DONE EVERYTHING YOU'VE ASKED. MY SISTER. YOU SAID IF I HELPED YOU, YOU'D LET HER GO. KAYLA, IT'S NOT AS SIMPLE AS THAT. HER MUTATION IS UNIQUE, QUITE BEAUTIFUL. WE-WE JUST NEED A LITTLE MORE TIME TO ANALYSE IT, THAT'S ALL. VICTOR: YOU LET HIM GO? VICTOR, PLEASE. YOU CAN'T LET HIM GO. YOU CAN'T BEAT HIM, VICTOR. GIVE ME THE ADAMANTIUM! THE TEST.. WE HAD A DEAL! YOU WOULD NEVER SURVIVE THE OPERATION! I CAN TAKE ANYTHING HE CAN. NO, YOU CAN'T. YOU'RE MY FAVOURITE SOLDIER, VICTOR. BE PATIENT. YOUR TIME WILL COME. HE'S USING US. (KAYLA'S SCREAM ECHOING INTO DISTANCE) (GASPING) HOW ABOUT THIS TIME... YOU DIE FOR REAL? LET ME GO. (GASPING) YOUR LITTLE MIND GAMES DON'T WORK ON ME. LOGAN: VICTOR! (GROWLS) (YELLS IN PAIN) (PANTING) (CHUCKLING) FEELS GOOD, DOESN'T IT? ALL THAT RAGE. (WHISPERS): DO IT. KAYLA: LOGAN! YOU'RE NOT AN ANIMAL. OH, YES, YOU ARE. DO IT. FINISH IT. (PANTING) (FIERCE GRUNT) (PANTING) KAYLA: LOGAN? MY SISTER. THEY HAVE MY SISTER. PLEASE, I DIDN'T TRICK YOU INTO LOVING ME. IT WAS REAL FOR ME TOO. PLEASE, I'M SO SORRY. THEY HAVE MY SISTER. WHERE IS SHE? ACTIVATE WEAPON XI. THE BONDING PROCESS IS INCOMPLETE. JUST DO IT! NOW! (DEEP ELECTRONIC WHIRRING) (ICE CRACKLING) (WHIPPING, BANGING) (LOUD GRUNTING) (LOW GROWL) (BLADES RING) (HEROIC ORCHESTRAL THEME PLAYING) (INDISTINCT CONVERSATION) COME. COME ON! (SUSPENSE THEME PLAYING) (DOORS RUMBLING) (PANTS) OKAY. PERFECT. KAYLA, GET THESE KIDS OUT OF HERE. LOGAN? FIND ANOTHER WAY OUT. (YOUNG MUTANTS CHATTERING ANXIOUSLY) WADE, IS THAT YOU? GUESS STRYKER FINALLY FIGURED OUT HOW TO SHUT YOU UP. (RASPY GRUNT) WADE. YOU DON'T HAVE TO DO THIS. ALL RIGHT, MAYBE YOU DO. (GRUNTING) STRYKER: YES. (GRUNTS) YOU'RE SHITTING ME. (YELLS, GRUNTS) SHOOT ON SIGHT! (BULLETS RICOCHETING) I CAN HELP-- POINT ME AT 'EM. GO. (GUNFIRE CONTINUES) GO! NOW! (YELLS) DID I GET 'EM? YEAH. (YELLS) LET'S GO. I CAN'T GO. KAYLA, COME ON! I HAVE TO STAY HERE. YOU TAKE THEM. GO! GO! CAREFUL... (TAPS KEYBOARD) (OMINOUS THEME PLAYS) (PANTING) MALE VOICE (VOICE-OVER): GO LEFT. LEFT. WHAT? WE GO LEFT. YOU CAN'T SEE. TRUST ME. (BLADES RING) (WIND WHISTLING) NOBODY KILLS YOU BUT ME. (WIND WHISTLING) (GRUNTING) BACK TO BACK! I GOT HIM! OH, NO, YOU DON'T. (GRUNTING, BLADES CLASHING) (FIERCE YELL) (YELLING) STOP! THIS CAN'T BE THE WAY. THIS IS THE WAY. HOW DO YOU KNOW? I JUST KNOW. COME ON. ADAMANTIUM BULLETS. LET'S SEE HIM HEAL WITH A FEW OF THESE THROUGH HIS THICK SKULL. YOU CAN'T STOP HIM, EVEN WITH THAT. HE'LL HEAL. HIS BRAIN MAY HEAL... (GUN CLICKS) ...BUT HIS MEMORIES WON'T GROW BACK. (LOUD RUMBLING) (WIND WHISTLING) THIS DOESN'T CHANGE ANYTHING BETWEEN US, VICTOR. WE'RE DONE. WE COULD NEVER BE DONE, JIMMY. WE'RE BROTHERS. AND BROTHERS LOOK OUT FOR EACH OTHER. (RUMBLING) (YELLS) (GRUNTS) YOU MISS ME? OH, JESUS. YOU KNOW, WHEN YOU SAID YOU WERE GONNA KILL EVERYONE, I THOUGHT YOU MAY JUST HAVE BEEN EXAGGERATING. YEAH. DO I LOOK LIKE A MAN WHO EXAGGERATES? YOU'RE WELCOME. KAYLA (WEAKLY): LOGAN. LOGAN. THERE'S KIDS TRYING TO GET OFF THE ISLAND. SPLIT UP. GO. I'M ON IT. (WEAK BREATHING) KAYLA! KAYLA! HEY. I LOVE YOU. (QUIET, GENTLE THEME PLAYING) I'M SO COLD. LISTEN TO ME. I'M GONNA GET YOU OUT OF HERE. UNDERSTAND? LET'S GO EASY, NICE AND EASY. THAT'S IT. THAT'S IT. OKAY. I'M GONNA GET YOU HELP. (RUBBLE CLATTERING) (NOBLE ORCHESTRAL THEME PLAYING) (KAYLA SCREAMS, LOGAN GRUNTS) (GRUNTS) (YELLING) LOGAN! (YELLING) (WIND WHISTLING) (SHALLOW, WEAK BREATHING) (GASPS SOFTLY) (GRUNTS) I SHOULD MAKE YOU PULL THE TRIGGER. BUT THAT WOULD MAKE US NO BETTER THAN YOU. THROW THE GUN AWAY. TURN AROUND. WALK UNTIL YOUR FEET BLEED. AND THEN KEEP WALKING. (QUIET, SOMBRE THEME PLAYING) (PANTING) (LOW WHINE, POWERING DOWN) (GENTLE THEME PLAYS) XAVIER (VOICE-OVER): IT WILL BE ALL RIGHT, SCOTT. MY NAME IS CHARLES XAVIER. I'M A MUTANT, LIKE YOU. SUMMERS (VOICE-OVER): I CAN HEAR YOUR THOUGHTS. XAVIER: YES. AND I CAN HEAR YOURS. YOU'RE SAFE NOW. COME. WE HAVE TO GO. SUMMERS: COME ON, LET'S GO. (NOBLE, HEROIC ORCHESTRAL THEME PLAYING) (PANTING) LEBEAU: THE KIDS ARE SAFE. DAMN. WHO ARE YOU? WHAT DO YOU MEAN, WHO AM I? I'M THE GUY WHO BROUGHT YOU HERE. NOW, WE GOT TO GO. WHERE THE HELL AM I? LISTEN TO ME. I'M A FRIEND. I'M A FRIEND. YEAH. WHAT'S MY NAME? WHAT'S MY NAME?! YOUR NAME IS LOGAN. YOU NEED TO TRUST ME. WE HAVE TO GO. FOLLOW ME. NOW! (GENTLE, MELANCHOLY THEME PLAYS) DO YOU KNOW HER? NO. (SIREN APPROACHING) (EMERGENCY HORN HONKING) HEY, THESE BOYS AREN'T GONNA LIKE WHAT YOU'VE DONE TO THIS PLACE. WE REALLY NEED TO GO. I'LL FIND MY OWN WAY. GOOD LUCK. (QUIET, MYSTERIOUS THEME PLAYING) (THEME BUILDING) (NOBLE, HEROIC ORCHESTRAL THEME PLAYING) (SIREN WHOOPS) (BRAKES SQUEAK) COLONEL STRYKER. COLONEL WILLIAM STRYKER? YES. YOU'RE WANTED FOR QUESTIONING IN CONNECTION WITH THE DEATH OF GENERAL MUNSON,... SIR. (SIGHS) CANADIAN,... I THINK. NO. I'M DRINKING TO REMEMBER.