EXT. MUIR ISLAND--NIGHT
The complex is fairly small and modern-looking. Lots of floor to ceiling windows. It appears as "quaint" as a genetic research facility can be. There is a sign out front: MUIR ISLAND: GENETIC AND MUTAGENIC RESEARCH FACILITY.
INT. MUIR ISLAND HALLWAY--NIGHT
Xavier and Logan move down the hallway towards a door. The interior of the complex is very much like the lower levels of the X-Mansion. Blue Steel.
LOGAN
Who's this MacTaggert lady?
XAVIER
Moira is an old friend. We've been working together for almost twenty years.
LOGAN
How come this place is so out of the way?
XAVIER
Moira specializes in extreme mutations. Mutants who have become a danger to themselves and to others.
Logan stops. His mood shifts dramatically.
LOGAN
Is that what this is about?
Xavier stops. He wheels around to face Logan.
XAVIER
Logan, please.
XAVIER
We're here because Moira needs my help identifing an unknown mutant signature.
Logan snorts.
XAVIER
Though I was tempted.
A voice from over Xavier's shoulder draws their attention. It is a Scotish female.
MOIRA
Fighting in my hallway?
ANGLE ON MOIRA
She is slightly younger than Xavier, red haired and beautiful. She wears a white coat. (I keep picturing Gates McFadden from "Star Trek TNG."

She steps out of the doorway and begins to walk towards Xavier and Logan.
MOIRA
Maybe I should lock both of you up.
She and Xavier embrace.
XAVIER
Moira this is Logan, he is...at the school he...
Xavier is a little lost trying to explain Logan to Moira. She laughs a little and then approaches Logan.
MOIRA
So this is your adamantium man, Charles. Pleased to meet you.
Logan gives a little nod or wave or something.
XAVIER
Have been able to isloate the mutant's location?
MOIRA
I have. I don't think you'll like it, though.
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INT.MOIRA'S LAB--NIGHT
Xavier, Moira, and Logan look at a view screen. There is a map of North America on it. The rest of the lab is a little dark. Moira points as she speaks.
MOIRA
The "pulses" started at about three am last Wednesday and have been getting stronger. One of my operatives in Michigan was rendered unconscious for a few hours.
LOGAN
You say these are going through North America?
MOIRA
Yes.
XAVIER
The pulses have coincided with my recent episodes, Logan.
LOGAN
How come the rest of us are okay?
XAVIER
The episodes are telepathic in nature. Cerebro isn't completely back on line yet, so I haven't been able to find the source.
MOIRA
Charles beleives that these pulses are being used like a homing beacon...a cry for help.
LOGAN
So lets find this guy and help him.
He looks at Xavier.
LOGAN
We do that right?
MOIRA
I'm afraid it won't be as simple as that, Logan.
Moira punches some buttons. The image of the map is gone. We are looking at a satelite photoghraph of Alkali Lake. Logan and Xavier are frozen in their tracks.
MOIRA
Judging from the strength levels of the pulses, this has got to be the point of origin.
XAVIER
Moira, certainly there's been some mistake.
MOIRA
I'm sorry, Charles. I've checked over and over.
ANGLE ON LOGAN
He stares blankly at the screen. Finally.
LOGAN
Well, what are we waiting for?
EXT. MUIR ISLAND--NIGHT
The X-Jet leaps into the air and shoots off.
CUT.
END OF SCENE
INT. THE HELLFIRE CLUB, SHAW'S OFFICE--NIGHT
Magneto, Shaw, Mystique, and Worthington stand near the fire. Emma sits in an easy chair, seemingly the focus of those around her. Shaw turns and looks at the fire. Worthington looks a little lost.
ANGLE ON SHAW
He looks satisfied.
SHAW
After all this time...
MAGNETO
The possibilities are limitless.
EMMA
Erik, dear, you realize that we cannot force Mrs. Grey to power the machine.
WORTHINGTON
Machine?
SHAW
An Egyptian bauble that Lensherr and I aquired years ago.
EMMA
Don't concern yourself, Warren.
WORTHINGTON
Why wouldn't she do it?
MAGNETO
It's the motives she would question, my boy.
WORHTINGTON
What does the machine do?
ANGLE ON EMMA
She stands suddenly. She looks around.
EMMA
Some one is eavesdropping.
ANGLE ON MAGNETO
He isn't surprised.
MAGNETO
Charles.
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INT. THE X-JET--NIGHT
ANGLE ON XAVIER
He sits next to Logan and Moira. He is concentrating. He takes a deep breath in and relaxes.
LOGAN
Where is he?
XAVIER
Someone is hiding him from me. We'll have to assume, for the moment, that Magneto is abreast of the situation.
LOGAN
That means step on it, right?
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INT. THE HELLFIRE CLUB, SHAWS OFFICE--NIGHT
Same as before.
EMMA
He's lightened up for now.
MAGNETO
You have my gratitude, Ms. Frost.
SHAW
Is he close, Emma?
EMMA
For the moment. I think he's airborne, moving towards North America.
MAGNETO
We have wasted enough time.
SHAW
Worthington, go ready the club's jet.
MAGNETO
There is no time. They'll be in Canada within the hour. I'll go, you catch up to me.
EMMA
Shaw, we can't trust him on his own!
Magneto is moving toward the window.
MAGNETO
Mystique will stay with you. I assure you, I'll be back for her.
Magneto holds up a hand and the window locks shatter and swing open.
WORTHINGTON
Wait.
Magneto turns around. Worthington starts to remove his tuxedo jacket.
WORTHINGTON
I'm coming with you.
Worthington looks back at Shaw, who nods and then removes his coat. Behind him, two thirteen foot wings made of white feathers unfurl. He approaches the window. He dives out. Magneto slowly lifts from the ground and follows.
ANGLE ON MYSTIQUE
She is worried about Magneto.
CUT.