01x09 - Tolerance Is Extinction Part 2

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Previously on X-Men...

The last will and testament
of Charles Francis Xavier.

Did the Professor
not trust me?

Maybe he did this for us.

Our empire shall
welcome a new emperor.

Professor Charles Xavier.

Our merry band of muties have been
selling the world a very big lie.

And so have I.

His name's Bastion.

He used the fallout from Genosha

to get backing for his
Prime Sentinel program.

His Prime Sentinels would be living
weapons capable of reproducing.

Who exactly is Bastion?

Bastion, he's a Sentinel,
given human form.

Do you understand the futility
of fighting the future?

In Genosha, I felt
a lot of things.

But the scariest
thing about Genosha

wasn't the death or the chaos.

It was a thought.
Magneto was right.

Magneto has blacked
out the Earth.

Where's the Professor
when you need him?

To me, my X-Men.

You turn off the power,
this is what you get!

You thought Genosha
was bad? Just you wait!

Too bad the hospitals
ain't got no power!

- 'Cause you're gonna need one!
- No power, no peace!

It's finally quiet, Mother.

Storm!

The world is going to end in 12 hours,
so you two better make this fast.

Magneto, sir? Really?

What did you expect was going to
happen when you tossed him the school?

I wanted you two to be free.

To finally be together.

To have a family. A
child like Nathan.

The choice should've been ours.

I wanted to spare you the
weight of your loyalty to me.

You... Both of you have
done everything I have asked

since you were teenagers.

You were my first students, and
you graduated a long time ago.

And what would freedom
have gotten us?

I still would've had to
send Nathan to the future.

I'd still be pulled into
dealing with Bastion or Magneto,

or whoever else
threatened the world.

No matter what, I'll
always end up here.

Don't you know that?

That was my fear,

from the moment I first met you,

that you would
help build a world

where mutants could
live however they wish.

But that you would never
allow yourself to enjoy it.

Perhaps that was a mistake.

Because just like you,
I'm right back here.

Remy!

I...

No!

Rogue?

How do you feel?

I feel like I've been run over by a
hay baler fixed with a jet engine.

Trask.

Did he...

Much has happened, fräulein.

Trask survived. And so did...

Remy?

Oh, shucks, we
missed the hoedown.

Ororo, you're back!

Your powers...

Restored, thanks to Forge.

Please. Ororo's doing her
modest goddess routine.

It's been too long, my friend.

Wish it were under
better circumstances.

Your augmented prosthetics
remain functional

despite Magneto's blackout.

This old thing? Rigged together an
electrostatic deflector ages ago.

Oh, me, oh, my!

How, my friend?

Thought about it.

Oh, Jean!

What happened?

I know. We're actually relocating
to the old base on Muir Island

for gear and supplies.

Its Shi'ar tech
should be operational.

This was our home. A haven.

If it is this horrible here,
how bad is it out there?

Thousands are feared dead.

All First World
infrastructures are in ruin.

Without warning, Magneto's thrown
the entire planet back centuries.

I can feel the Earth's
magnetic field dying even now.

When the sun sets tonight,
it sets on the future.

We need to find Magneto and convince
him to reverse the damage to Earth

before it becomes permanent.

Well, Magneto ain't gonna change his
mind just because we say "please."

The man just declared
w*r on the whole planet.

His day ends one way.

Logan, if you must punish someone
for today, then start with me.

I brought us here, my X-Men.

Do not make Magnus
pay for my designs.

Rogue, you're going with me
and Blue Team to find Magneto.

Storm and Jean will lead Gold Team to
shut down Bastion at his headquarters

in the Galapagos Islands.

Have we figured out how to remove
these Prime Sentinel upgrades?

Or eliminate his
control over them?

Learning how to safely remove
Sentinel nanotech will take years.

But Forge and I believe we can restore
the Prime Sentinels' innate humanity.

Hold up. These guys hated us

before Bastion drafted them
into his k*ller robot army.

We don't even know how
many are out there.

Unplug them from
Bastion, but then what?

Sounds like just another day that
ends in "y" when you put it that way.

Precisely. And we face
it as we always have.

As a family.

There is one
wrinkle to our plan.

The Prime Sentinels are controlled
by a central command server.

Alas, I was unable to find
it before the blackout.

Bastion is the command server.

When I first founded the school,
I visited Sebastion's mother.

The boy could communicate
with machines.

Cerebro had detected him, so
I assumed he was a mutant.

His mother slammed the door
when she heard the word.

Forbade him from returning
with me to the school.

In another world,

Bastion would be
in this portrait.

Once Bastion is no
longer a threat,

I believe Magnus will be open
to turning the power back on.

Well, didn't you also
believe it was a good idea

to hand the bad guy your school?

That's enough.

Blame game is over, people.

The world ends in
less than 12 hours.

Kurt will teleport
us to Muir Island.

Let's get to work, team.

Impress me.

Charles described
Bastion as a technopath,

which is essentially
telepathy for machines.

And this mnemonic scrambler
shut down Jean's powers

when she was the Dark Phoenix.

So we calibrate the scrambler
to Bastion's frequency

and sever his hold
over the Primes.

But we may be able to
do more than just that.

If Bastion's abilities
operate like our mutations,

we can use
neutralizer technology

to permanently
disable his control

of Prime Sentinels.

Okay, no neutralizer technology.

Part of me wonders if Gambit
should've been buried here,

on our grounds.

He was always trying to outrun
his past with the Thieves Guild.

Remy was the most
Cajun man I ever met.

As much as he wanted
to escape the bayou,

he knew our lives are about
what bits of us we leave behind

and what we carry
into the future.

Maybe if you saw us as
people and not students,

you'd have realized that.

I'm so sorry, Rogue.

For you, for Remy, Moira.

So many. And despite
the power of words,

nothing spoken can
heal this pain.

My heavens! Magnus...

Looks like the
search came to us.

Please. Not this,
Magnus. Be reasonable.

I am not the one who needs
to be reasoned with, Charles.

There is a large asteroid hovering
over my home that begs otherwise.

Your home?

When you abandoned us for
your Shi'ar Bird-Queen,

you bequeathed it to me,
asked me to walk your path.

Are you prepared to walk mine?

Magnus, your path leads
to total destruction

for both humans and mutants.

You must undo the
damage you've done.

Will humanity undo Genosha?

Old friend, you
should've seen it.

It was just as you said
that day in the bar,

a promise realized.

We have a plan to stop Bastion,
but we must also repair Earth.

I promised a boy a
future free of fear,

only to watch his frightened eyes
be vaporized inside his tiny skull,

because he believed in me.

In the dream you had me sell.

How many more of your bones will
pave the way to Xavier's future,

where we simper like
beggars for tolerance?

Your professor's dream is dead.

So I offer a new one.

A home to replace what they
stole from us. A new Genosha.

We have gotten here by
walking this man's path.

We are left with
but two choices.

Cling to this dying world,

or rise to your future and look
down upon this fallen pigsty planet.

We are not gods, Magnus.

Gods abandon those
who believe in them.

Mutants do not.

Decide, my X-Men.

Rogue, no.

In Genosha, I made a choice.

To lead our kind to a new age.

I stand by that choice.

Rogue, do not turn
your back on family.

You were gone, gal.

None of you were there
the day Genosha fell.

Who dies next, Professor?

Jean? Ha! Been there, done that.

Who knows where Bishop is?

And hell, Morph was barely
on the team 30 minutes

before we tossed
them to the wolves.

Jubilee, Roberto...

I will not see any
more mutants die.

Roberto?

My mom handed me over to the
Prime Sentinels, Jubilee.

They collared me, my own
family. What's left here?

Me.

The offer was made.

The door is open.

Hitchin' a ride to Asteroid M.

Just when we started
working well together.

Look, if I had it my way,

I'd be on Isla Morada with
you and Jean instead of space.

-But she's...
-Not my mother.

It's confusing to
me, too, you know?

Jean, Madelyne.

But what I know for certain

is that they're two of the
strongest people I've ever known.

Trust her.

And, son...

Let me guess, "Be careful?"

No. Give 'em hell.

Oh, hey,

almost forgot.

Am I going to w*r or a circus?

What'd you expect?
Black leather?

The Magneto Protocols were drawn
up for exactly this sort of crisis.

An attack against Magneto will
only enflame matters further.

Trust that I will
reason with him.

You expect me to trust you?

The world is falling apart because
you left your legacy to a lunatic.

Not a lunatic.

Merely a man trying to survive in a world
that has proven his worst fears true,

time and again.

In under an hour, civilization
as we know it ends.

Much like in the past,

my X-Men and I are your best
hope to avoid that future.

If you're wrong, Xavier,
my hand will be forced.

We have been here
before, President Kelly.

If you don't trust
me, trust my X-Men.

They approach. Open the silo.

Mutants, surrender
to the future.

Shouldn't Magneto's blackout
have shut these things down?

Bastion must be powering their
circuitry using his technopathy.

Hang on.

Forge and I will draw
their focus in the air.

The rest of you
continue to the ground.

No, that's an army out there.

I thought of you while away.

Of when my sister faced her
darkness and emerged stronger.

A survivor. A phoenix.

All this change?
It's all the same.

Let us do what we do.

Believe not in a
dream or our gifts,

but in each other.

Make them mind your
weather, sister.

And them weather your mind.

The source of the frequency is coming
from inside the volcano itself.

Then that's where Bastion is.

Bastion's building
his own ideal future.

Unfortunately, he'll have
no one to share it with.

Try as you might, X-Men.

You cannot stop me and my kind.

Morph smash!

Let me lend you a hand, friend.

To pose the question, "What is
the sound of one hand clapping?"

Cable!

I've waited for this moment.

I know your genes, Jean.

Your strengths, weaknesses.

Only I know where you
end and Madelyne begins.

If you ask nicely, I can
tell you when I switched you.

It doesn't matter. Madelyne
fights with me today.

Should we knock?

Damn it, elf.

And so you have
chosen your side.

Oh, good, we're
skipping the blabber.

Time out, sugar.
You're playing to k*ll.

Magnus, please.

Thousands are dead and more
will follow unless we--

Thousands more died on Genosha.

Whose lives matter more?

Hey, I'm sorry, Jubes, you okay?

Jubes, I said sorry.

Magnus, for all your
talk of ruling the world,

it is the world that rules you that
has made the bitter man before me.

Oh, how I've waited to say these
two words to you, old friend.

Shut up.

Cyclops, his helmet.

I must hijack his
powers to repair Earth.

Sir, what about the
Prime Sentinels?

There is no time. We must trust
Gold Team to neutralize Bastion.

Bastion, Xavier's brats
have breached the base.

We must retreat.

Know your role, mutant.

A snake like Sinister would
never risk his life for another.

Yahoo!

Forge!

I have studied you,
Jean. Dissected you.

Then face me.

I'm shocked that such a coward
hasn't abandoned Bastion yet.

I was waiting for you
to bring me what I want.

Look who's here. My
writhing thing of chance.

Nathan, stop!
Please, listen to me!

Sinister's controlling you just
like he controlled your mother.

My real mother was a world-class
telekinetic, just like you.

Stuff tends not to
skip a generation.

Scott!

Scott...

I love you.

No!

Jean. Nathan.

You've left me no
choice, Magnus.

I'm sorry, sir.

Gold Team still needs more time.

Charles, now you
have finally found

the mettle to do
what is necessary.

You are a traitor to your race.

Been in a lot of wars, bub.

The brave always die first.

Logan.

Finally,

this feud is over!

No, Magnus!

For the love of
God, don't do this.