X-Men (1992) s01e02 Episode Script
Night of the Sentinels (2)
TV ANNOUNCER: Another outbreak of violence The perpetrator is believed to be a mutant.
FOSTER FATHER: She's one of them, Martha.
FOSTER MOTHER: How could you register her with that Mutant Control Agency? FOSTER FATHER: Just hope the neighbors never find out our beautiful Jubilee is a mutant.
SENTINEL: Initiate capture.
Release her! Storm, Mistress of the Elements commands you.
Gambit'll help you.
-Who are you? -Cyclops.
Jean, I knew the existence of the X-Men would be revealed to the public one day, but not like this.
GAMBIT: There you are, Wolverine! JUBILEE: What is this weird place? (LAUGHING) Professor Xavier is our leader and he has named us the X-Men.
Jubilee.
She's gone.
XAVIER: That ID photograph is from the Mutant Control Agency registration files.
Storm will take three X-Men in with her.
Wolverine and Beast and Morph.
CYCLOPS: I just wish I knew what was happening in there.
You look nervous as a long-tailed cat in a room full of rocking chairs.
I just wish I knew what was happening in there.
If that was me in there, you wouldn't have to worry.
We got trouble.
(EXCLAIMS) (GUNS COCKING) WOLVERINE: Hold up! (SNIFFING) I smell gun oil.
Guards! They're on to us! And I used to wonder how she acquired her nom de guerre! Keep them away from the building.
Remember, no humans are to be harmed.
Watch yourselves as well.
GAMBIT: How about you tell them not to harm us? We're under attack! Report to the guard room immediately! So long, suckers! (MORPH LAUGHING) (GUARDS CLAMORING) It looks like clear sailing from here.
We must destroy every registration file in this area.
The computer is all yours, Beast.
My pleasure.
No mutant name shall remain.
STORM: We must destroy the hard files as well.
It's locked.
Unlocked.
BEAST: As Archimedes said when he discovered the principle of displacement, "Eureka.
" GYRICH: Wake up! Wake up! I want to ask you some questions, Jubilee.
I want to know about the mutants who helped you at the mall.
I don't know anything.
Why are you doing this to me? I haven't done anything! I'm just a kid.
GYRICH: You've already made life miserable for your foster parents.
And as your mutant powers grow, you'll become a danger to everyone around you.
It's not my fault! I can't help the way I was born! You can help, Jubilee.
You can help us identify the most dangerous mutants of all.
GAMBIT ON TAPE: Don't mess with the X-Men.
Don't mess with the X-Men.
Who are these so-called X-Men? Gyrich! Why did you bring that mutant here? Who is she? Just a random name from the files.
A test to see how easy it will be to capture the rest of them.
I thought we agreed not to strike the mutants until we had 1OO Sentinels! Well, you're building them too slowly, Trask.
Aren't I paying you enough? What are you waiting for? (CELL PHONE RINGING) Gyrich here.
Eliminate those mutants immediately! Trouble at the Agency.
(EXCLAIMS) Come on, boys.
Let's all go for a little moonlight swim.
Don't get a moon-burn! You wanna play with Gambit? Here! Take a card! House wins! Storm, we got trouble out here! Move it before someone gets hurt.
Cyclops, understood.
Okay, we're done.
That's the last of the mutant files.
Let's go, Beast! "Though I am always in haste, I am never in a hurry.
" John Wesley.
In mere moments the files shall be no more! My apologies, Beast.
We have no time for poetry.
Storm to Cyclops.
Mission accomplished.
We are coming out.
Understood.
Everyone to the Blackbird.
Gambit, blow that fence.
Halt! Put your hands up! (SCREAMING) -ROGUE: Come to mama.
-Put me down, you flying freak! ROGUE: Whatever you say, sugar! First we charge the card, then we blow it up! Life don't get much better than this.
After you, mon ami.
Come on, move it! We're missing dinner.
Didn't I tell you? Clear sailing all the way.
WOLVERINE: Hey, Tin Woodsman! I'm sending you back to Oz in pieces.
Wolverine! Pull back! (SCREAMS) -What's wrong, Jean? -It's Morph.
Can't you feel it? Morph? I don't sense anything.
(BLACKBIRD APPROACHING) (SOBBING) WOLVERINE: Cyclops! I know how you feel about it, Wolverine, but (GRUNTS) You know nothing, little man! Next time, I use these! I've taken enough from you.
Let's do it! Let's see how tough you are when you ain't giving orders.
Cyclops! Wolverine! Stop it! Soldier boy here left them behind.
For all we know, Morph and Beast may still be alive.
Beast is.
What about Morph? (CRYING) He's gone, mon ami.
(SNARLING) Cowards, all of them! Wolverine! -Tell Cyclops I made him a convertible.
-What happened isn't his fault.
Wolverine! It's not your fault, either.
WOLVERINE: Morph.
Beast.
Wolverine! Pull back! Morph? No! (SCREAMING) -Beast! -I'll get him! (GRUNTS) It's adamantium-tasting time, boys! (WOLVERINE SCREAMING) Five-card stud.
Jacks or better to open.
Come on, Rogue! Cyclops, give them an eyeful.
ROGUE: Uh-oh! Let's fly! Cyclops, move your butt! CYCLOPS: Wolverine, we've got to pull back.
Cyclops! We are being overwhelmed.
We must retreat.
Come on, Wolverine! Let's go! Eat dirt, Cyclops.
X-Men don't cut and run.
I'm going back for Beast and Morph.
-We can't help them.
-Maybe you can't, Junior, but I can.
I won't let you throw your life away! Come back here! I go where I wanna go.
Sorry.
Not this time, sugar! Gotta be careful to pull out enough of your energy to stop you without hurting you.
Morph.
Beast.
Don't leave them.
I'll avenge you, my friend.
I swear it! GUARD 1: Send help! We have one of the mutant intruders cornered.
GUARD 2: Hold it right there! SENTINEL: Stand aside, human.
We will remove the surviving mutant.
You were sent here to help, not take over.
This is my prisoner, robot.
Morph! He's gone.
-I want to ask you some questions.
-Another time.
It's your funeral.
I'll be back.
And now the President of the United States.
My fellow Americans.
Last night, several renegade mutants attacked the headquarters of the federal Security Agency.
This attack was foiled with the help o fexperimental robot policemen called Sentinels.
Sentinels.
And now a reply to the President's speech by Senator Robert Kelly.
KELLY: The incidents at the New Salem Mall and the Mutant Control Agency Why don't you shut that garbage off? Why don't you get out of here, fur-face? This here's our table.
I'll bet.
Yeah.
Right.
-I don't think you heard me, runt.
-Come on, big man.
The fuzz ball's a mutant! Get out of my place.
We don't want your kind around here! Yeah, why don't you go back to the freak show? I go where I wanna go.
Wolverine.
Drop it.
I need to talk to you.
MAN: Butt out, four eyes.
You wouldn't hit a man with glasses, would you? So take them off.
Stop! Put them back on.
Please.
If you're here to apologize for running out on Beast, save your breath.
I don't apologize for command decisions.
How would you like to locate the Sentinels' home base? When and where? You wanted to see me, Madam President? PRESIDENT: I wanted to congratulate you and Dr.
Trask.
I also wanted to tell you to stop all activities involving your privately-run mutant registration program.
Why? Those mutants were willing to sacrifice their lives to destroy your files.
Did they have good reason to be threatened? The fool.
They're all fools! (CELL PHONE RINGING) Gyrich here.
Is he still there? FOSTER FATHER: I'll keep him here as long as I can, Mr.
Gyrich.
-Soda? -Thank you.
He thinks Jubilee's been kidnapped by those things the President talked about.
-Those giant Sentinels.
-What? But why would anyone do something like that? Because people fear what they don't understand.
Look, you have to get out of here now.
They said we should call them if anyone came asking about Jubilee.
You've done nothing wrong.
You just want to help her.
And you have.
-Surrender, mutant.
-Of course.
Not! (EXCLAIMS) Sentinel 14 damaged by unknown mutant.
Returning to base for repairs.
(EXCLAIMS) -I have the Sentinel on radar.
-CYCLOPS: Let's go get him.
ROGUE: This chicken's going home to roost.
GYRICH: Start packing, Trask.
TRASK: What? The President has canceled the government support of mutant registration.
The Sentinel program may be next.
We're moving the operation overseas.
(SENTINEL APPROACHING) (MACHINE SHUTTING DOWN) All right! Can't those things watch where they're going? Whatever happened, I hope it keeps those slime balls busy.
Time to blow this joint.
GYRICH: What What's that? Get out of my way! Look out! Stop her! Uh-oh! Wrong way! SENTINEL: Halt, mutant.
Oh, no.
I just wanna go home! CYCLOPS: Jubilee! Duck! Come on, Trask! Our work is just beginning.
You miss me, petite? (GAMBIT CHUCKLES) I reckon so.
You all ought to learn how to behave.
This one's for you, Morph! -CYCLOPS: Is that all of them? -Ain't that enough? JUBILEE: You guys are the best foster parents I ever had.
But Professor Xavier's school, it's the best place for people like me.
You will come to visit us, won't you? Does a mall babe eat chili fries? CYCLOPS: Jean.
Back there with Beast and Morph, do you think I did the right thing? JEAN: You did what you had to do.
So did they.
(DOORBELL RINGS)
FOSTER FATHER: She's one of them, Martha.
FOSTER MOTHER: How could you register her with that Mutant Control Agency? FOSTER FATHER: Just hope the neighbors never find out our beautiful Jubilee is a mutant.
SENTINEL: Initiate capture.
Release her! Storm, Mistress of the Elements commands you.
Gambit'll help you.
-Who are you? -Cyclops.
Jean, I knew the existence of the X-Men would be revealed to the public one day, but not like this.
GAMBIT: There you are, Wolverine! JUBILEE: What is this weird place? (LAUGHING) Professor Xavier is our leader and he has named us the X-Men.
Jubilee.
She's gone.
XAVIER: That ID photograph is from the Mutant Control Agency registration files.
Storm will take three X-Men in with her.
Wolverine and Beast and Morph.
CYCLOPS: I just wish I knew what was happening in there.
You look nervous as a long-tailed cat in a room full of rocking chairs.
I just wish I knew what was happening in there.
If that was me in there, you wouldn't have to worry.
We got trouble.
(EXCLAIMS) (GUNS COCKING) WOLVERINE: Hold up! (SNIFFING) I smell gun oil.
Guards! They're on to us! And I used to wonder how she acquired her nom de guerre! Keep them away from the building.
Remember, no humans are to be harmed.
Watch yourselves as well.
GAMBIT: How about you tell them not to harm us? We're under attack! Report to the guard room immediately! So long, suckers! (MORPH LAUGHING) (GUARDS CLAMORING) It looks like clear sailing from here.
We must destroy every registration file in this area.
The computer is all yours, Beast.
My pleasure.
No mutant name shall remain.
STORM: We must destroy the hard files as well.
It's locked.
Unlocked.
BEAST: As Archimedes said when he discovered the principle of displacement, "Eureka.
" GYRICH: Wake up! Wake up! I want to ask you some questions, Jubilee.
I want to know about the mutants who helped you at the mall.
I don't know anything.
Why are you doing this to me? I haven't done anything! I'm just a kid.
GYRICH: You've already made life miserable for your foster parents.
And as your mutant powers grow, you'll become a danger to everyone around you.
It's not my fault! I can't help the way I was born! You can help, Jubilee.
You can help us identify the most dangerous mutants of all.
GAMBIT ON TAPE: Don't mess with the X-Men.
Don't mess with the X-Men.
Who are these so-called X-Men? Gyrich! Why did you bring that mutant here? Who is she? Just a random name from the files.
A test to see how easy it will be to capture the rest of them.
I thought we agreed not to strike the mutants until we had 1OO Sentinels! Well, you're building them too slowly, Trask.
Aren't I paying you enough? What are you waiting for? (CELL PHONE RINGING) Gyrich here.
Eliminate those mutants immediately! Trouble at the Agency.
(EXCLAIMS) Come on, boys.
Let's all go for a little moonlight swim.
Don't get a moon-burn! You wanna play with Gambit? Here! Take a card! House wins! Storm, we got trouble out here! Move it before someone gets hurt.
Cyclops, understood.
Okay, we're done.
That's the last of the mutant files.
Let's go, Beast! "Though I am always in haste, I am never in a hurry.
" John Wesley.
In mere moments the files shall be no more! My apologies, Beast.
We have no time for poetry.
Storm to Cyclops.
Mission accomplished.
We are coming out.
Understood.
Everyone to the Blackbird.
Gambit, blow that fence.
Halt! Put your hands up! (SCREAMING) -ROGUE: Come to mama.
-Put me down, you flying freak! ROGUE: Whatever you say, sugar! First we charge the card, then we blow it up! Life don't get much better than this.
After you, mon ami.
Come on, move it! We're missing dinner.
Didn't I tell you? Clear sailing all the way.
WOLVERINE: Hey, Tin Woodsman! I'm sending you back to Oz in pieces.
Wolverine! Pull back! (SCREAMS) -What's wrong, Jean? -It's Morph.
Can't you feel it? Morph? I don't sense anything.
(BLACKBIRD APPROACHING) (SOBBING) WOLVERINE: Cyclops! I know how you feel about it, Wolverine, but (GRUNTS) You know nothing, little man! Next time, I use these! I've taken enough from you.
Let's do it! Let's see how tough you are when you ain't giving orders.
Cyclops! Wolverine! Stop it! Soldier boy here left them behind.
For all we know, Morph and Beast may still be alive.
Beast is.
What about Morph? (CRYING) He's gone, mon ami.
(SNARLING) Cowards, all of them! Wolverine! -Tell Cyclops I made him a convertible.
-What happened isn't his fault.
Wolverine! It's not your fault, either.
WOLVERINE: Morph.
Beast.
Wolverine! Pull back! Morph? No! (SCREAMING) -Beast! -I'll get him! (GRUNTS) It's adamantium-tasting time, boys! (WOLVERINE SCREAMING) Five-card stud.
Jacks or better to open.
Come on, Rogue! Cyclops, give them an eyeful.
ROGUE: Uh-oh! Let's fly! Cyclops, move your butt! CYCLOPS: Wolverine, we've got to pull back.
Cyclops! We are being overwhelmed.
We must retreat.
Come on, Wolverine! Let's go! Eat dirt, Cyclops.
X-Men don't cut and run.
I'm going back for Beast and Morph.
-We can't help them.
-Maybe you can't, Junior, but I can.
I won't let you throw your life away! Come back here! I go where I wanna go.
Sorry.
Not this time, sugar! Gotta be careful to pull out enough of your energy to stop you without hurting you.
Morph.
Beast.
Don't leave them.
I'll avenge you, my friend.
I swear it! GUARD 1: Send help! We have one of the mutant intruders cornered.
GUARD 2: Hold it right there! SENTINEL: Stand aside, human.
We will remove the surviving mutant.
You were sent here to help, not take over.
This is my prisoner, robot.
Morph! He's gone.
-I want to ask you some questions.
-Another time.
It's your funeral.
I'll be back.
And now the President of the United States.
My fellow Americans.
Last night, several renegade mutants attacked the headquarters of the federal Security Agency.
This attack was foiled with the help o fexperimental robot policemen called Sentinels.
Sentinels.
And now a reply to the President's speech by Senator Robert Kelly.
KELLY: The incidents at the New Salem Mall and the Mutant Control Agency Why don't you shut that garbage off? Why don't you get out of here, fur-face? This here's our table.
I'll bet.
Yeah.
Right.
-I don't think you heard me, runt.
-Come on, big man.
The fuzz ball's a mutant! Get out of my place.
We don't want your kind around here! Yeah, why don't you go back to the freak show? I go where I wanna go.
Wolverine.
Drop it.
I need to talk to you.
MAN: Butt out, four eyes.
You wouldn't hit a man with glasses, would you? So take them off.
Stop! Put them back on.
Please.
If you're here to apologize for running out on Beast, save your breath.
I don't apologize for command decisions.
How would you like to locate the Sentinels' home base? When and where? You wanted to see me, Madam President? PRESIDENT: I wanted to congratulate you and Dr.
Trask.
I also wanted to tell you to stop all activities involving your privately-run mutant registration program.
Why? Those mutants were willing to sacrifice their lives to destroy your files.
Did they have good reason to be threatened? The fool.
They're all fools! (CELL PHONE RINGING) Gyrich here.
Is he still there? FOSTER FATHER: I'll keep him here as long as I can, Mr.
Gyrich.
-Soda? -Thank you.
He thinks Jubilee's been kidnapped by those things the President talked about.
-Those giant Sentinels.
-What? But why would anyone do something like that? Because people fear what they don't understand.
Look, you have to get out of here now.
They said we should call them if anyone came asking about Jubilee.
You've done nothing wrong.
You just want to help her.
And you have.
-Surrender, mutant.
-Of course.
Not! (EXCLAIMS) Sentinel 14 damaged by unknown mutant.
Returning to base for repairs.
(EXCLAIMS) -I have the Sentinel on radar.
-CYCLOPS: Let's go get him.
ROGUE: This chicken's going home to roost.
GYRICH: Start packing, Trask.
TRASK: What? The President has canceled the government support of mutant registration.
The Sentinel program may be next.
We're moving the operation overseas.
(SENTINEL APPROACHING) (MACHINE SHUTTING DOWN) All right! Can't those things watch where they're going? Whatever happened, I hope it keeps those slime balls busy.
Time to blow this joint.
GYRICH: What What's that? Get out of my way! Look out! Stop her! Uh-oh! Wrong way! SENTINEL: Halt, mutant.
Oh, no.
I just wanna go home! CYCLOPS: Jubilee! Duck! Come on, Trask! Our work is just beginning.
You miss me, petite? (GAMBIT CHUCKLES) I reckon so.
You all ought to learn how to behave.
This one's for you, Morph! -CYCLOPS: Is that all of them? -Ain't that enough? JUBILEE: You guys are the best foster parents I ever had.
But Professor Xavier's school, it's the best place for people like me.
You will come to visit us, won't you? Does a mall babe eat chili fries? CYCLOPS: Jean.
Back there with Beast and Morph, do you think I did the right thing? JEAN: You did what you had to do.
So did they.
(DOORBELL RINGS)