Crush some people who have found a new way to try and crush us.
What if I'm right. What if it's the only way to save us?
If you wait for me to be proven right, it will be too late.
[When she arrives, he's pacing, agitated, with a file folder in his hand.]
[He thrusts the folder into her hands.]
Inhibitor collars. A technology that neutralizes mutants' powers.
Inhibitor collars. A technology that neutralizes mutants' powers.
Oh, absolutely. And it won't at all be used to confine any and all mutants, once they figure out it works.
[He turns and looks at her.]
It's a prison camp accessory. That's its purpose.
[He turns and looks at her.]
It's a prison camp accessory. That's its purpose.
"Tell me I'm wrong!" he shouted. He grabbed the file and threw it on the ground. "You all seem to think I'm so set on this vision of the future because I want it, somehow. Take it away," he implored. "SHOW ME THAT I'M WRONG!"
"If I knew that, it wouldn't keep me awake every fucking night of my life," he said. He crossed his arms and paced around her.
"The same thing I wanted to do about the cure."
Destroy the research, destroy the facilities, destroy everyone involved in it. Erase it from the world.
Destroy the research, destroy the facilities, destroy everyone involved in it. Erase it from the world.
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