X-Men: The Last Stand Page #3

- I've heard that before.

My boy, I have been fighting for mutant rights

since before you had claws.

- Did he just call me boy?

- Is it true? They can cure us?

Yes, Rogue. It appears to be true.

No. Professor.

They can't cure us.

You wanna know why? Because there's

nothing to cure. Nothing's wrong with you.

Or any of us, for that matter.

How should we, as mutants, respond?

Here's what I think.

This is about getting organized.

Bringing our complaints to the right people.

We need to put together a committee

and talk to the government.

They don't understand. They don't know

what it means to be a mutant.

We need to show them, educate them,

let them know that we're here to stay.

People, you must listen.

They won't take us seriously...

- They wanna exterminate us.

- This cure is voluntary.

Nobody is talking about extermination.

No one ever talks about it.

They just do it.

And you'll go on with your lives

ignoring the signs all around you.

And then one day, when the air is still

and the night has fallen, they come for you.

Then you realize, while you're talking

about organizing and committees,

the extermination has already begun.

Make no mistake, my brothers.

They will draw first blood.

They will force their cure upon us.

The only question is,

will you join my brotherhood and fight?

Or wait for the inevitable genocide?

Who will you stand with? The humans?

Or us?

You talk pretty tough for a guy in a cape.

Back off.

If you're so proud of being a mutant,

where's your mark?

I have been marked once, my dear.

Let me assure you.

No needle shall ever touch my skin again.

You know who you're talking to?

Do you?

And what can you do?

So you have talents?

That and more. I know you control metal.

And I know there's 87 mutants in here,

none above a class three.

Other than you two.

You can sense other mutants

and their powers?

Could you locate one for me?

Let me out of here.

I demand that you release me.

Do you know who I am?

I'm the president of the United States.

Oh, Mr. President.

Shut up.

Why are you doing this to me? Let me down.

I'll be a good girl. Please let me go.

Please.

Keep it up. I'll spray you in the face, b*tch.

When I get out of here,

I'm going to kill you myself.

Yeah, right.

Secretary McCoy,

welcome to Worthington Labs.

Thank you, Dr. Rao.

Not an easy place to get to.

It's the safest location we could find. That's

why we keep the source of the cure here.

He is a mutant. You understand our concern.

- We are in compliance with your policy.

- How long will you keep the boy here?

Until we can fully map his DNA.

We can replicate it, but we can't generate it.

And his power? What is its range?

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