X-Men: Evolution (2000–2003): Season 1, Episode 10 - Shadowed Past - full transcript
Rogue has nightmares based on memories she absorbed from Mystique, which reveal secrets about both her and Kurt's past.
Yeah, I know. Thanks for lending it to me.
I thought it was great.
Especially at the end where he turned
into a werewolf and nobody knew it.
Well, I gotta go. I've got three finals
tomorrow. Talk to you later. Bye.
Monster! What have you done to him?
No, no!
Come back at once!
No, no.
No! No!
No!
No. No. No.
- Rogue, are you all right? What happened?
- I don't know. I was dreaming.
Some kind of awful nightmare
with these images. It was horrible.
Yeah. Her shrieking totally freaked me out.
I just about phased through the bed.
Whoa. Finals must be
really getting to you.
No! It's not the first time.
I've had this dream before.
They started when I moved
to the institute.
- What's going on, man? Are you guys okay?
- Rogue's having creepy nightmares.
- Whoa, what about?
- I'm not sure. There's a castle and wolves.
Oh, little poor baby.
I didn't really see his face.
But I seem to know...
To know him somehow!
What? Why are you looking
at me like that? What's wrong?
- It was you!
- What was me?
Somehow I just know it was you, Kurt!
- What are you talking about?
- In the dream...
...there was a baby crying.
Someone, a woman, I think...
...I didn't really see her face, was running.
And the baby was dropped into the river.
- And you think that baby was me?
- Why am I having this dream?
Maybe the professor can help us
sort this out.
- But let's do it in the morning. It's late.
- That's all right, Jean. This is important.
Rogue and Kurt, please come
to the library with Jean.
And the rest of you, get some sleep.
You all have finals tomorrow.
Man, there's no keeping anything
from that dude, is there?
I've always known that my parents
adopted me.
But they never said anything about
me being fished out of a river.
Don't worry, Kurt.
We'll try to sort this out.
Rogue, since this was your dream,
I think I should start with you.
Would you mind sitting here, please?
Now, just relax.
Try to think of the dream.
You sure this isn't gonna hurt?
Yes. Now please, just concentrate.
Monster! What have you done to him?
No!
Why? Why?
- Well, did you see anything else?
- Rogue, your dream isn't a dream.
It's a repressed memory.
Not just your imagination.
But if I'm in it, then why
is she having the dream?
- Shouldn't it have been mine?
- What's going on?
Well, I'm not quite certain.
You must have absorbed the memories
of someone who knows about Kurt's past.
She touched me back when we first met.
Remember, Rogue?
Maybe you got those memories from me.
You were just an infant in the dream.
It is possible that you could have
memories that far back.
Probe my mind now,
professor, to find out more.
Maybe I've got more memories
about what happened later.
Yes. That might help. But not tonight.
We've had quite enough
excitement for now.
- But, professor!
- Tomorrow, Kurt. After school. I promise.
You've been carrying a terrible burden
for many years, Mystique.
Rogue's recent contact with you seems
to have given her your darker memories.
Nightmares about a very unfortunate
incident involving an infant.
You're fishing. You know nothing.
I know about your relationship
with the boy, Mystique.
What I don't know is what Magneto
did to him. Why did you run that night?
Dear, dear Charles, how
incredibly frustrating for you...
...to realize that that amazing mind
of yours knows so very little really.
What were you two up to in that castle?
Was it worth the loss of your son?
Monster! What have you done to him?
No!
Get out! Get out now!
Just in case you're curious,
he turned out to be a very fine lad.
- Logan, I've got the coordinates.
- Fire away.
- So that was groovy, man.
- Yeah.
Hey, Kurt! Wait up!
- What's the rush?
- You know...
...prof said we'd look for
more answers after school.
Right. You sure you want to know?
What? Of course. Hey, wouldn't you?
Haven't you ever wondered
who your real parents were?
I guess so, yeah. Sometimes.
But Irene was always a good mom to me.
I mean, sometimes she could be
real strict and all, but...
My adoptive parents were great too.
But I always felt that they
were keeping something from me.
Whenever the subject of where I came
from came up, they were always vague.
They never mentioned anything
like your dream.
Maybe they didn't know. Or maybe they
were just trying to protect you.
How? By hiding my own past from me?
- Kurt...
- Maybe you can live without knowing...
...but I've got to know
the truth about my life.
I'm out of here.
- Man, what was that about?
- He's still really worked up about last night.
Well, we'd better go find him.
Are you sure about this?
I've seen the defenses they've got.
Don't worry. You're fast enough.
You should be able to get in and out
of there undetected.
Why is it so important? What are
you telling that blue-furred freak?
Never mind. That's none
of your business. Just deliver it.
Looks like this is the place, Charles.
I'll set her down in the woods
nearby and go in on foot.
- Good. Keep me informed.
- Right. Logan out.
Quicksilver.
Hey, who opened a window?
"If you want to know the truth, come to the
new mall construction site at sundown.
Come alone!"
Why not?
Yo, Kurt. Professor X says he
may have some info... Kurt?
Kurt?
That's what the note said. She's gonna
meet that little blue creep tonight.
And that Wolverine guy and the
Blackbird were gone, just like you said.
As I feared.
Good work, Pietro. Now I need
you to do something further for me.
Get the others and intercept Nightcrawler
before he gets to Mystique.
She must not tell him
what he wants to know.
I have to take care of a visitor.
- Wolverine. Report.
- Looks like I was expected.
I think this place was some sort...
...of DNA lab or something.
But whoever was running it
pulled out recently. Real recently.
Sorry, doc! I gotta sign off. Now!
Jean, Kurt's taken off. The professor
wants us to check out his room.
- So, what are we looking for?
- I'm not sure.
Professor X thinks Kurt might have
had a visit from Pietro this afternoon.
- Quicksilver? Here? But how?
- Hey, you know how fast that dude moves.
You know, I guess he could get past
the mansion security with no problem.
Oh, no. Scott, look at this.
Get the others. We gotta move.
- Okay, so I'm here.
- Hello, Kurt.
You! You're the one in Rogue's dream.
Who are you?
Why don't you show yourself?
- You already know me, son.
- No! No! It's impossible!
What happened to me? Why didn't you...?
Get out!
Well, far as you go, fur boy.
This conversation's over.
- Get out of here, all of you!
- No can do, boss lady.
We got higher orders.
I got him.
What kind of game is this, Mystique?
- That was easy.
- Wrong. It just got hard.
Get them!
Hey, wart man! Lick this!
Hey! Let me out of this thing!
- Time to rock 'n' roll.
- Rock 'n' roll this, creep.
Come on, shades.
You can't hit me. I'm too fast.
- You can't hit me, can you?
- Jean, I could use a little help here.
Hey, no fair!
- Rogue, over there!
- I see her!
Going somewhere? Me and Kurt have
a few questions we need you to answer.
I'm afraid it's too late for answers.
Far too late.
Not so fast!
So the dreams Rogue was having
were really Mystique's.
I'm afraid so. Rogue must've picked
them up when she touched her.
Mystique may very well
be the boy's mother.
But we may never know the truth now.
There was nothing left of the lab?
Nothing. Whoever was running it
didn't want us finding anything.
But before it went kablooey...
...it looked like a place Dr. Frankenstein
might have been comfortable in.
Genetic experimentation on mutants.
I hadn't realized that he was willing
to go that far. And poor Kurt.
So when are you gonna
tell Kurt about all this?
I'm not so sure the elf needs
to know. At least, not yet.
Some of this stuff could be
pretty damaging.
I still can't believe it.
Mystique is my mother?
Listen, Kurt. Who really knows? I mean,
that's one seriously disturbed lady.
Maybe she's just messing with you.
I guess. But there is a certain resemblance.
Hey, look. That doesn't mean anything.
Let's just wait till the prof finds more
answers for you. Then you'll know for sure.
Somehow I think he already knows
more than he's willing to tell us.
Maybe. But if he does, he's probably
got good reasons for not telling you.
Yeah, sure.
Listen, Kurt. I really do know
what you're going through.
We'll both keep looking. And we'll find
our answers together someday. Okay?
Yeah, okay.
Hey, it's almost time for school,
and I've got finals.
- I gotta finish getting ready. So do you.
- Thanks, Rogue.
Thanks for the ride, Mom.
See you after school.
I thought it was great.
Especially at the end where he turned
into a werewolf and nobody knew it.
Well, I gotta go. I've got three finals
tomorrow. Talk to you later. Bye.
Monster! What have you done to him?
No, no!
Come back at once!
No, no.
No! No!
No!
No. No. No.
- Rogue, are you all right? What happened?
- I don't know. I was dreaming.
Some kind of awful nightmare
with these images. It was horrible.
Yeah. Her shrieking totally freaked me out.
I just about phased through the bed.
Whoa. Finals must be
really getting to you.
No! It's not the first time.
I've had this dream before.
They started when I moved
to the institute.
- What's going on, man? Are you guys okay?
- Rogue's having creepy nightmares.
- Whoa, what about?
- I'm not sure. There's a castle and wolves.
Oh, little poor baby.
I didn't really see his face.
But I seem to know...
To know him somehow!
What? Why are you looking
at me like that? What's wrong?
- It was you!
- What was me?
Somehow I just know it was you, Kurt!
- What are you talking about?
- In the dream...
...there was a baby crying.
Someone, a woman, I think...
...I didn't really see her face, was running.
And the baby was dropped into the river.
- And you think that baby was me?
- Why am I having this dream?
Maybe the professor can help us
sort this out.
- But let's do it in the morning. It's late.
- That's all right, Jean. This is important.
Rogue and Kurt, please come
to the library with Jean.
And the rest of you, get some sleep.
You all have finals tomorrow.
Man, there's no keeping anything
from that dude, is there?
I've always known that my parents
adopted me.
But they never said anything about
me being fished out of a river.
Don't worry, Kurt.
We'll try to sort this out.
Rogue, since this was your dream,
I think I should start with you.
Would you mind sitting here, please?
Now, just relax.
Try to think of the dream.
You sure this isn't gonna hurt?
Yes. Now please, just concentrate.
Monster! What have you done to him?
No!
Why? Why?
- Well, did you see anything else?
- Rogue, your dream isn't a dream.
It's a repressed memory.
Not just your imagination.
But if I'm in it, then why
is she having the dream?
- Shouldn't it have been mine?
- What's going on?
Well, I'm not quite certain.
You must have absorbed the memories
of someone who knows about Kurt's past.
She touched me back when we first met.
Remember, Rogue?
Maybe you got those memories from me.
You were just an infant in the dream.
It is possible that you could have
memories that far back.
Probe my mind now,
professor, to find out more.
Maybe I've got more memories
about what happened later.
Yes. That might help. But not tonight.
We've had quite enough
excitement for now.
- But, professor!
- Tomorrow, Kurt. After school. I promise.
You've been carrying a terrible burden
for many years, Mystique.
Rogue's recent contact with you seems
to have given her your darker memories.
Nightmares about a very unfortunate
incident involving an infant.
You're fishing. You know nothing.
I know about your relationship
with the boy, Mystique.
What I don't know is what Magneto
did to him. Why did you run that night?
Dear, dear Charles, how
incredibly frustrating for you...
...to realize that that amazing mind
of yours knows so very little really.
What were you two up to in that castle?
Was it worth the loss of your son?
Monster! What have you done to him?
No!
Get out! Get out now!
Just in case you're curious,
he turned out to be a very fine lad.
- Logan, I've got the coordinates.
- Fire away.
- So that was groovy, man.
- Yeah.
Hey, Kurt! Wait up!
- What's the rush?
- You know...
...prof said we'd look for
more answers after school.
Right. You sure you want to know?
What? Of course. Hey, wouldn't you?
Haven't you ever wondered
who your real parents were?
I guess so, yeah. Sometimes.
But Irene was always a good mom to me.
I mean, sometimes she could be
real strict and all, but...
My adoptive parents were great too.
But I always felt that they
were keeping something from me.
Whenever the subject of where I came
from came up, they were always vague.
They never mentioned anything
like your dream.
Maybe they didn't know. Or maybe they
were just trying to protect you.
How? By hiding my own past from me?
- Kurt...
- Maybe you can live without knowing...
...but I've got to know
the truth about my life.
I'm out of here.
- Man, what was that about?
- He's still really worked up about last night.
Well, we'd better go find him.
Are you sure about this?
I've seen the defenses they've got.
Don't worry. You're fast enough.
You should be able to get in and out
of there undetected.
Why is it so important? What are
you telling that blue-furred freak?
Never mind. That's none
of your business. Just deliver it.
Looks like this is the place, Charles.
I'll set her down in the woods
nearby and go in on foot.
- Good. Keep me informed.
- Right. Logan out.
Quicksilver.
Hey, who opened a window?
"If you want to know the truth, come to the
new mall construction site at sundown.
Come alone!"
Why not?
Yo, Kurt. Professor X says he
may have some info... Kurt?
Kurt?
That's what the note said. She's gonna
meet that little blue creep tonight.
And that Wolverine guy and the
Blackbird were gone, just like you said.
As I feared.
Good work, Pietro. Now I need
you to do something further for me.
Get the others and intercept Nightcrawler
before he gets to Mystique.
She must not tell him
what he wants to know.
I have to take care of a visitor.
- Wolverine. Report.
- Looks like I was expected.
I think this place was some sort...
...of DNA lab or something.
But whoever was running it
pulled out recently. Real recently.
Sorry, doc! I gotta sign off. Now!
Jean, Kurt's taken off. The professor
wants us to check out his room.
- So, what are we looking for?
- I'm not sure.
Professor X thinks Kurt might have
had a visit from Pietro this afternoon.
- Quicksilver? Here? But how?
- Hey, you know how fast that dude moves.
You know, I guess he could get past
the mansion security with no problem.
Oh, no. Scott, look at this.
Get the others. We gotta move.
- Okay, so I'm here.
- Hello, Kurt.
You! You're the one in Rogue's dream.
Who are you?
Why don't you show yourself?
- You already know me, son.
- No! No! It's impossible!
What happened to me? Why didn't you...?
Get out!
Well, far as you go, fur boy.
This conversation's over.
- Get out of here, all of you!
- No can do, boss lady.
We got higher orders.
I got him.
What kind of game is this, Mystique?
- That was easy.
- Wrong. It just got hard.
Get them!
Hey, wart man! Lick this!
Hey! Let me out of this thing!
- Time to rock 'n' roll.
- Rock 'n' roll this, creep.
Come on, shades.
You can't hit me. I'm too fast.
- You can't hit me, can you?
- Jean, I could use a little help here.
Hey, no fair!
- Rogue, over there!
- I see her!
Going somewhere? Me and Kurt have
a few questions we need you to answer.
I'm afraid it's too late for answers.
Far too late.
Not so fast!
So the dreams Rogue was having
were really Mystique's.
I'm afraid so. Rogue must've picked
them up when she touched her.
Mystique may very well
be the boy's mother.
But we may never know the truth now.
There was nothing left of the lab?
Nothing. Whoever was running it
didn't want us finding anything.
But before it went kablooey...
...it looked like a place Dr. Frankenstein
might have been comfortable in.
Genetic experimentation on mutants.
I hadn't realized that he was willing
to go that far. And poor Kurt.
So when are you gonna
tell Kurt about all this?
I'm not so sure the elf needs
to know. At least, not yet.
Some of this stuff could be
pretty damaging.
I still can't believe it.
Mystique is my mother?
Listen, Kurt. Who really knows? I mean,
that's one seriously disturbed lady.
Maybe she's just messing with you.
I guess. But there is a certain resemblance.
Hey, look. That doesn't mean anything.
Let's just wait till the prof finds more
answers for you. Then you'll know for sure.
Somehow I think he already knows
more than he's willing to tell us.
Maybe. But if he does, he's probably
got good reasons for not telling you.
Yeah, sure.
Listen, Kurt. I really do know
what you're going through.
We'll both keep looking. And we'll find
our answers together someday. Okay?
Yeah, okay.
Hey, it's almost time for school,
and I've got finals.
- I gotta finish getting ready. So do you.
- Thanks, Rogue.
Thanks for the ride, Mom.
See you after school.