Charles Xavier: Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls! This is a code red situation! We are evacuating the entire floor, so that we - my, uh
[looks at Logan]
Charles Xavier: ... associate and I can, uh, secure the prisoner.
Surveillance Guard #1: Who are you?
Charles Xavier: We are... special operations
CBFECI... C. Look: perhaps you didn't hear me when first I spoke, but it's *imperative* that you understand we are in *complete* lock down situation. We have to get you to the third floor...
Logan: [Rolling his eyes irritatedly, he grabs a pot and swiftly knocks the guards out, leaving Charles dumbfounded; he turns to him sarcastically] Oh, I'm sorry. Were you finished?
Pietro Maximoff: [note to Eric] Mind the glass.
[smashes the glass surrounding Eric's cell]
Charles Xavier: He's being held hundred floors under the most heavily guarded building on the planet.
Logan: Why is he in there?
Charles Xavier: Oh, he forgot to mention you?
[laughs]
Hank McCoy: [whispers to Logan] Uh, JFK.
Logan: [surprised] He killed...?
Charles
Xavier: How else would you explain a bullet miraculously curving through the air? Erik always had his way with guns.
[Erik corners the President and his men, and makes a speech at the cameras there]
Erik Lehnsherr: You built these weapons to destroy us. Why? Because you are afraid of our gifts. Because we are different. Humanity has always feared that which is different. Well, I'm here to tell you, to tell the world, you're right to fear us! We are the future! We are the ones who will
inherit this earth! And anyone who stands in our way will suffer the same fate as these men you see before you! Today was meant to be a display of your power. Instead, I give you a glimpse of the devastation my race can unleash upon yours! Let this be a warning to the world. And to my mutant brothers and sisters out there, I say this: no more hiding. No more suffering. You have lived in the
shadows in shame and fear for too long. Come out. Join me. Fight together in a brotherhood of our kind! A new tomorrow, that starts today!
[Raven grabs Erik from a crowd and shoves him into a phone booth]
Raven: [a plastic rod at Erik's throat] If I see so much as a screw move I will jam this into your throat.
Erik Lehnsherr: How did you find me?
Raven: You taught me well.
Erik Lehnsherr: It's been a long time since we were this close. I
missed you.
Raven: You tried to kill me.
Erik Lehnsherr: So the rest of us could live.
Raven: What do you mean?
Erik Lehnsherr: We received a message from the future.
Raven: Don't lie to me!
Erik Lehnsherr: I never have, and I never will! Humans use your
blood, your genes, to create a weapon that wipes us all out. I was only doing what I felt necessary to secure our future.
Raven: So what's to stop me from killing YOU right now and securing MY future?
Erik Lehnsherr: Nothing. Doesn't matter any more. They have your DNA. Your blood was on the street.
Raven: [takes rod away from
Erik's neck] Whose fault was that?
Erik Lehnsherr: Mine. I've seen their plans. They're creating a weapon, and now they have what they need to take it further. We have to strike now, while we still hold the upper hand.
Raven: I've seen too many friends die, Erik. I don't want a war, I only want the man who murdered them.
Erik
Lehnsherr: This IS war. What happened to you? Did you lose your way while I was gone? Are you still Charles's Raven... or are you Mystique?
Raven: Trask is the enemy.
Erik Lehnsherr: Killing one man isn't enough.
Raven: It never was for you. Goodbye, Erik.
[Raven leaves]
Bolivar Trask: How old is your son now, Major?
Maj. Bill Stryker: Jason? He's coming up on ten now, if you can believe it.
Bolivar Trask: Eight years from fighting age. And how many of our sons and brothers did we just ship home in body bags? Maybe fifty, fifty five thousand? And how many more on the other side? Never before, in all
of human history, has there been a cause which could unite us as a species... until now.
Maj. Bill Stryker: You hardly hate mutants, Doctor, don't you?
Bolivar Trask: On the contrary, I rather admire them, the things they can do. I see mutants as our salvation.
Maj. Bill Stryker: A common enemy?
Bolivar
Trask: A common struggle against the ultimate enemy... extinction.