- Joe. - Moira?
- Kevin's out! - Well, put him back!
You could talk to the boy. That's all he wants.
What haven't you told me about this mutant?
I don't know how he—
Kevin, please, you've got to come back with me!
Never.
- Who are you looking for? - My father!
- Don't touch him! He is my son! Your son?
Charles, I'm sinking!
Hey! Stop it!
He's down there somewhere.
They can't stop me.
I am going to find my father.
Wolverine! What did he do to you?
I'm fine. I don't need your help.
You wanna talk about it?
No. Not now, not ever.
It's just a matter of time before someone gets hurt.
Moira, don't worry. We will stop Kevin before that happens.
Might I suggest we find Proteus' father, Joseph MacTaggert,
and prepare to confront him there.
Yes. And if needed,
we can try to afford Mr. MacTaggert some protection.
Joe won't accept your help.
He's the least of our worries.
Father! Who are those children?
You don't understand, Maeve. I really care.
I'm a lad on the way up, Maeve.
I think we should save Wales,
even the whole of Britain, if that's what it takes.
Oh, it's a keen mind you have, Thomas.
You'll go far in politics.
With me, however, you'll not get far at all.
Good night to you.
No!
MacTaggert's campaign office should be in the next block.
He's here. Over there!
Proteus!
What is that? What's that?
Kevin! It's time to come home.
Can't you understand, Mother? I'm going to see him!
Your father can't help you. He won't help you.
That's not true! You never gave him a chance.
It'll be okay, Kevin. Just listen to your mama.
No! No one can keep me from him!
Just leave me alone!
I wish I could!
This kid has some temper.
He won't listen.
And if Kevin does reach Joe,
he's going to find out that Joe left me because of him!
Joe didn't want a mutant for a child.
It's gonna make him crazy.
There'll be no way to stop him, short of...
Destroying him? We will find another way.
He'll know where my father is.
Huh?
Moira wanted custody. Kevin is not my problem anymore.
What do you want me to do? Put him on telly?
No, Mr. MacTaggert. Just talk to the boy.
He doesn't know why you left him. Tell him the truth.
Are you nuts? The vote's tomorrow.
There are cameras everywhere I go.
I don't want people to remember I'm divorced,
much less find out I'm the father of some sort of...
Son, Joe! He's a boy. And he needs his father.
Well, tell him that Xavier's his father.
You always wanted it that way.
You fool, MacTaggert!
He's coming for you, whether you like it or not!
Don't you think I want to help the lad?
Remember, Moira, he's mine too.
I appreciate your offer of protection, but I have my own.
Father. Father!
Where is my father?
If the boy shows up,
keep him out of sight until after the vote.
If you don't, all our work will be for nothing.
How bad is he?
How should I know? I haven't
seen him since he was crawling.
Ought to just let Proteus get a good look at dear old dad.
How much trouble can one boy be?
And don't get careless.
Professor, we got to change shifts.
I need a shower after babysitting this slime.
Joe MacTaggert. Appreciate your support.
Hope you'll be with me on election day.
MacTaggert, how you doing? Good man.
It's in the bag, Bill.
I don't go along with abandoning kids.
"Political campaigns are designedly made to paralyze
"what slight powers of cerebration man can normally muster."
James Harvey Robinson.
Just remember to report
the least sign of a disturbance.
Is that understood?
Certainly, Professor.
Logan, are you there?
Are you all right?
Yeah. Yeah, I'm here. No angry boy clouds in the basement.
Hold it!
All clear.
Are you holding up okay, Logan?
Worry about that kid if I find him first!
Thank you! I take that as support not just for me,
but for my platform
for every family in Scotland, for our children!
Guess he likes children if they ain't his. I've seen that happen before.
My own flesh and blood, a mutant!
Daddy, please!
You're a disgrace! I'm ashamed to be seen with you!
You ain't my daughter! Not anymore.
Daddy! Daddy, please!
I wonder, Professor, if Proteus might not wish to avoid so public a location—
He's here! Proteus is in the hall!
I know that without my children, I would simply cease to exist.
They're my life. Our children are more than our future.
They are...
Father, it's Kevin!
Careful, sugar.
Mr. MacTaggert may not recognize you.
I told you, stay away!
Moira, stay back! I'll help them. Where are you, Logan?
Wolverine!
I can't!
Wolverine!
Blast it!
I paid you to keep this from happening!
That's no boy!
Talk to me, Kevin. Stop fighting us and I'll listen.
Where is my father?
You frightened him, Kevin! He ran away because...
Shut up! You kept him from me!
Stop!
Listen...
Get them off of me!
You ain't going anywhere, Beast.
Hold on, Chuck!
Better talk to your boy, Professor.
'Cause he ain't listening to any of us.
Kevin. Kevin MacTaggert.
That's more like it.
Kevin, please listen.
Why?
I sense that beneath your anger
there's a yearning, a reaching out.
I am a doctor.
Let me help you understand what it is you seek.
What I want is my father. If you want to help me, bring him to me!
My father wants me! Get out of the way!
Fascinating. His power seems limited only by his imagination.
And that temper.
Stopping him is beyond our power.
We must continue to try to reason with him.
No, Charles. You've tried. It is I that must do something now.
Moira! Wait!
Do you wish me to bring her back?
If only I had more time with him.
Even with more time, Professor, what could we possibly accomplish?
Proteus attacks with the speed of thought.
Though a young man, he has the immature emotions of a child.
I say we nail him.
What are you talking about?
- And by the way, when he was tossing us around, where were you hiding?
Back off, cornpone.
Your anger serves no purpose, Rogue.
Wolverine could not prevent his hesitation.
What's that supposed to mean?
Only that there's no emotion harder to control than a paralyzing fear.
We have all experienced it.
But it must be even worse for you,
who has never felt it before.
You saying I'm a coward, Blue Boy?
Stop it, both of you!
We cannot afford petty fights among ourselves!
Moira feels responsible for Proteus' actions.
And she's gone to do something.
She may try to destroy her own son.
Do you know what that means to her? To me?
Help me make sure that it doesn't happen.
where, earlier this evening,
MacTaggert was victim of a vicious physical attack.
An attack he says was instigated by his opponent, Bill Wallace.
While the opposition denies any involvement,
sources close to the MacTaggert campaign tell me...
What is this? What's going on?
What's happening here?
Good evening. Thank you all for having me here tonight.
Of course, after this afternoon,
I'm thankful to be anywhere tonight.
Now where was I? Oh, yes.
Telling you what you already know
and pretending I just thought it up.
Mmm, that boy's slick as hog fat.
The only real hope for a solution to all this is there, behind that podium.
But MacTaggert decided long ago
that his career was more important than his son.
A real prince.
And I have a personal stake in that future,
my love for my children.
Father! Everybody says
you don't want to see me.
But that's not true! It can't be true!
Here now. A joke's a joke.
You're not real! You're a trick to ruin me!
Let me out of here!
Get away!
Rogue! Beast! Stand aside!
Say what?
Let them talk.
Don't you know me, Father?
Somebody do something!
Does this help?
What on earth...
It's me, Father. It's Kevin.
It can't be!
Father, I need you!
No, no, get away!
But, Father...
Guards! Darnley! Security!
Somebody get him!
No! Don't!
Kevin! Kevin, listen!
Come on, kid, your old man's no saint,
but that's no reason to trash this dump.
If you don't like Xavier, maybe you can talk to me.
Charles, Banshee's brought the one thing
that seems to affect Kevin.
Used at low power, it helped control him.
At full power, it might...
If you can't stop him, I'll have to!
Moira, there's no choice!
Moira, wait! I have to try one last time.
Charles, no! It's too late!
Kevin! Kevin, listen to me. My name is Charles Xavier.
You know me now.
I've come to help you face your rage,
and face it you must!
Possess me as you have others, Kevin.
Look inside my mind and see that I know your pain.
Otherwise it will consume you.
I can get you through this, if that's what you want.
It is what I want.
Give me your hand, son, and come here.
I have helped many like you, Kevin.
With time, you will learn to master your powers, and this rage.
But only if you learn to trust
those who love you, mother and father.
Kevin? Darling.
Kevin?
Son, is that really you?
It is, Father.
Aye, child, though I've no right to the name.
Can you forgive me?
Go ahead, Kevin.
His progress is remarkable.
Aye. Though it's hard-fought, indeed.
I feel much better with him fighting his teacher
than taking on the whole world.
I am sure Mr. MacTaggert is equally thankful, and relieved.
Whatever Chuck did in there, it worked.
I don't know how he faced that thing. He never loses his cool.
Forget it, hon.
In our business, we all get shook up
every now and again.
I don't.