X-Men: Evolution (2000–2003): Season 2, Episode 1 - Growing Pains - full transcript
The Brotherhood (minus Mystique) gatecrash the girls' championship soccer match.
With seven seconds to go,
the ball's passed to Jean Grey.
All right, Jean!
Go for the goal!
All the way, Jean!
Run, Jean!
She shoots.
And it's good!
That's the game as Bayville aces
the semifinals.
- Yeah!
- All right, Jean! Way to go!
All right!
- Nice work there, superstar!
- Yeah, Jean!
- Yeah! All right!
- We did it!
- Jean, you were fantastic!
- Hey, way to go.
You stomped them
like bugs on a sidewalk.
That Duncan, he knows
just what a girl wants to hear.
Thanks, Duncan.
Everyone played really well today.
Jean, we're taking off.
You riding or walking?
Scott, that's okay.
Duncan is driving me home.
Yeah.
Hey, Summers, maybe we'll
even get lost along the way.
With you driving,
it's expected.
Get real. The Stone Ciphers?
Their music is so...
...last millennium.
Not true! They rock bigtime.
Tell her, Scott.
Scott?
- Hello?
- Huh?
- Hey! What's his hurry?
- I don't know.
Maybe it's the 12 police cars
on his tail. Just a hunch.
Oh, no!
- We've got to do something.
- No! Too many cameras.
But what about those kids?
- Kurt!
- I'm on it.
All right.
Hold it right there.
So those are the new recruits.
Looks like we got our hands full.
Yes. A spirited bunch,
but good kids.
It will be more difficult this term
to keep a lid on things...
...and to maintain our anonymity.
Not to mention our buildings.
We're gonna need more instructors.
And maybe a couple of tanks.
Charles?
Excuse me, but I think
you may find this interesting.
Eyewitness accounts
are conflicting.
But all agree that the falling car
was deflected by this strange red flash.
- Its source is still a mystery.
- Scott.
Maybe we'd better not mention
what happened to anyone.
Well, we could just keep quiet
about it for a while. Like forever.
- Or we could blame it all on Kurt.
- Hey!
What really gets me
is that I hesitated.
I was so worried about anyone seeing me
that I almost acted too late. And why?
Saving lives should be the most
important thing we do with our powers.
I know this is a confusing issue.
Helping others is the right thing to do.
But we must try to remain anonymous,
for the present.
It's like we're hiding in shame.
What's the harm?
These people are not ready to embrace
the fact that mutants walk the earth.
Look, I'm not blaming you
for what you did.
I'd have done
the same thing in your place.
I'm just saying you need to do
what you can...
...without revealing what you are.
I don't know, professor.
I'm having a hard time with this one.
Okay, right here.
Okay, look.
Trophied it. Your little bro
can't be beat in the pipeline.
Right. Who you surfing against?
Little girls?
No little girls in the semipros, dude.
And next year, I might even go pro.
I guess that means you won't be
joining us at the Institute for a while.
Well, that's gonna have to wait.
I don't know, Scott.
This thing about being a mutant, it's...
You know?
Yeah. It takes
a little getting used to.
But having all these powers is cool.
I'm starting to get the hang of it.
Yesterday in the cafeteria, I pointed
to an enchilada, and it blew up.
I hate when that happens.
It's real tough trying to keep
the blasters a secret.
Yeah, tell me about it.
This bombs, yo! Even the flies here
think they're better than us.
I don't even know what
we're doing at school anyway.
We do know what Lance
is doing here.
He'd like to get a certain Kitty
stuck in a tree.
K- I-S-S-I...
Excuse me. How long
do these assemblies usually last?
Too long.
- But at least it gets us out of class.
- Right. Class.
My next one should be...
Geometry with Mr. Barton.
You're new.
I'm Misty Wild
from Manchester, England.
I'm Rogue. Hang out afterwards.
I'll show you where Barton's class is.
Hey, Kitty.
Didn't see you there.
Look. It's the walking Richter scale.
Shouldn't you be erupting somewhere?
Now, everyone, let's give
a warm Bayville High welcome...
...to our new principal,
Mr. Edward Kelly.
Hey, Kitty,
wanna see some real shaking?
Lance, get a clue, okay?
Since when is Bayville
on a fault line?
Anyway, I want to welcome
you all to a new semester.
Filling the vacuum left by your
previous principal, Ms. Darkholme...
...will not be an easy job, but it's a
challenge to which I am looking forward.
That brings me to what I hope will
become the theme of this semester.
Meeting new challenges.
Most of us go through life thinking we're
not so different from people around us.
That's a mistake.
Because I'll wager that every one
of us here has some unique talents.
Some special gifts. Some ability
that makes us stand out from the crowd.
However, that said,
I want your second priority to be...
...supporting the girls' soccer team
for the championship!
I want every one of you to turn out
tonight for the big pre-game rally.
- Can we count on you?
- Yeah!
Hey, Sandy.
Have you seen Jean?
Lance, just forget it!
I said I was sorry
for the scoreboard thing.
- Come on, don't be mad.
- You can be such a jerk sometimes.
Alvers.
- Leave her alone.
- Go recharge your batteries, goggle boy.
- This is between me and her.
- Well, now it's between you and me.
Go ahead, Summers.
Take your best shot.
Let's see those eyes blast me through
the fence. Right here, right now.
Don't let him bait you.
He knows we can't do that stuff
out in the open.
Come on, Kitty.
You know what, guys? Summers
may like keeping things under wraps.
- But I've had it with hiding our powers.
- But Mystique said...
Forget Mystique!
She ain't around no more.
So I say let's take
Principal Kelly's advice...
...and go public with our
unique talents.
And playing midfield for the
Bayville Hawks, Taryn Fujioka.
Rounding out the team,
Bayville's star forward, Jean Grey!
Yeah, Jean!
Bayville! Bayville! Bayville!
In appreciation of the team spirit that
brought us to tonight's championship...
...we'd like to present
our school mascot, the Bayville Hawk!
Now let the game begin!
The game is underway. Bayville's taking...
Hey! Give that back!
Excuse me, folks.
Hey, can I have your attention
up here?
- Lance?
- What's he up to?
That's better.
My name's Lance.
I also call myself Avalanche
because I'm a mutant.
That's right. Me and Toad
and Blob and Quicksilver here...
...we're all mutants.
Born different.
- What you might call freaks.
- I can't believe he's doing this.
- Hey, you! Get down from there!
- Sorry, y'all. Mutants only.
See? There's lots
of mutants at Bayville High.
Scott Summers over there,
he's one.
And so is Jean Grey,
your big soccer star.
And most of their pals
at the Xavier Institute...
...which is a school
for weirdo mutant nerds.
Man, we're busted bigtime.
Being mutants means we got
special powers we can use...
...to make little improvements.
We thought this game would be
more fun if the goals were further apart.
We figured the principal ought to have
a better perspective on his student body.
Sorry, Professor X.
Cat's out of the bag.
Storm, we need you.
Another thing, we think
that mascot totally reeks.
You want it all out in the open?
Let's put it out there.
I've been waiting for this.
Huh? What...?
We need the police now!
This is Principal...
I'm about to feel really big and stupid,
if you know what I mean.
Rogue!
Stick to catching bugs, Toad!
Kitty!
Lance!
Good work, Storm.
But no downpour can make people
forget what they've seen here.
The secret is out.
Perhaps not. If I can alter
their memory of what's happened...
No! There are too many. Even your mind
could never withstand such a strain.
I really have no choice.
Charles!
Easy, Charles. Take it slow.
You threw your brain into overload.
But it worked. Eyewitnesses believe
the hawk's fireworks caused the damage.
What about the broadcast?
How much got out?
None.
There was some weird
magnetic interference...
...that knocked the station
off the air.
Magnetic?
Could it be that he's still alive?
Magneto? Wouldn't doubt it.
I guess we're back under wraps,
where we should be.
I'm sorry. It's like you said.
The world isn't ready to learn about us.
I'm afraid not, Scott.
Hopefully Lance and the others
will realize that.
My only concern is Principal Kelly.
I was inside his mind
when I blacked out.
And I'm not sure
I finished the job.
the ball's passed to Jean Grey.
All right, Jean!
Go for the goal!
All the way, Jean!
Run, Jean!
She shoots.
And it's good!
That's the game as Bayville aces
the semifinals.
- Yeah!
- All right, Jean! Way to go!
All right!
- Nice work there, superstar!
- Yeah, Jean!
- Yeah! All right!
- We did it!
- Jean, you were fantastic!
- Hey, way to go.
You stomped them
like bugs on a sidewalk.
That Duncan, he knows
just what a girl wants to hear.
Thanks, Duncan.
Everyone played really well today.
Jean, we're taking off.
You riding or walking?
Scott, that's okay.
Duncan is driving me home.
Yeah.
Hey, Summers, maybe we'll
even get lost along the way.
With you driving,
it's expected.
Get real. The Stone Ciphers?
Their music is so...
...last millennium.
Not true! They rock bigtime.
Tell her, Scott.
Scott?
- Hello?
- Huh?
- Hey! What's his hurry?
- I don't know.
Maybe it's the 12 police cars
on his tail. Just a hunch.
Oh, no!
- We've got to do something.
- No! Too many cameras.
But what about those kids?
- Kurt!
- I'm on it.
All right.
Hold it right there.
So those are the new recruits.
Looks like we got our hands full.
Yes. A spirited bunch,
but good kids.
It will be more difficult this term
to keep a lid on things...
...and to maintain our anonymity.
Not to mention our buildings.
We're gonna need more instructors.
And maybe a couple of tanks.
Charles?
Excuse me, but I think
you may find this interesting.
Eyewitness accounts
are conflicting.
But all agree that the falling car
was deflected by this strange red flash.
- Its source is still a mystery.
- Scott.
Maybe we'd better not mention
what happened to anyone.
Well, we could just keep quiet
about it for a while. Like forever.
- Or we could blame it all on Kurt.
- Hey!
What really gets me
is that I hesitated.
I was so worried about anyone seeing me
that I almost acted too late. And why?
Saving lives should be the most
important thing we do with our powers.
I know this is a confusing issue.
Helping others is the right thing to do.
But we must try to remain anonymous,
for the present.
It's like we're hiding in shame.
What's the harm?
These people are not ready to embrace
the fact that mutants walk the earth.
Look, I'm not blaming you
for what you did.
I'd have done
the same thing in your place.
I'm just saying you need to do
what you can...
...without revealing what you are.
I don't know, professor.
I'm having a hard time with this one.
Okay, right here.
Okay, look.
Trophied it. Your little bro
can't be beat in the pipeline.
Right. Who you surfing against?
Little girls?
No little girls in the semipros, dude.
And next year, I might even go pro.
I guess that means you won't be
joining us at the Institute for a while.
Well, that's gonna have to wait.
I don't know, Scott.
This thing about being a mutant, it's...
You know?
Yeah. It takes
a little getting used to.
But having all these powers is cool.
I'm starting to get the hang of it.
Yesterday in the cafeteria, I pointed
to an enchilada, and it blew up.
I hate when that happens.
It's real tough trying to keep
the blasters a secret.
Yeah, tell me about it.
This bombs, yo! Even the flies here
think they're better than us.
I don't even know what
we're doing at school anyway.
We do know what Lance
is doing here.
He'd like to get a certain Kitty
stuck in a tree.
K- I-S-S-I...
Excuse me. How long
do these assemblies usually last?
Too long.
- But at least it gets us out of class.
- Right. Class.
My next one should be...
Geometry with Mr. Barton.
You're new.
I'm Misty Wild
from Manchester, England.
I'm Rogue. Hang out afterwards.
I'll show you where Barton's class is.
Hey, Kitty.
Didn't see you there.
Look. It's the walking Richter scale.
Shouldn't you be erupting somewhere?
Now, everyone, let's give
a warm Bayville High welcome...
...to our new principal,
Mr. Edward Kelly.
Hey, Kitty,
wanna see some real shaking?
Lance, get a clue, okay?
Since when is Bayville
on a fault line?
Anyway, I want to welcome
you all to a new semester.
Filling the vacuum left by your
previous principal, Ms. Darkholme...
...will not be an easy job, but it's a
challenge to which I am looking forward.
That brings me to what I hope will
become the theme of this semester.
Meeting new challenges.
Most of us go through life thinking we're
not so different from people around us.
That's a mistake.
Because I'll wager that every one
of us here has some unique talents.
Some special gifts. Some ability
that makes us stand out from the crowd.
However, that said,
I want your second priority to be...
...supporting the girls' soccer team
for the championship!
I want every one of you to turn out
tonight for the big pre-game rally.
- Can we count on you?
- Yeah!
Hey, Sandy.
Have you seen Jean?
Lance, just forget it!
I said I was sorry
for the scoreboard thing.
- Come on, don't be mad.
- You can be such a jerk sometimes.
Alvers.
- Leave her alone.
- Go recharge your batteries, goggle boy.
- This is between me and her.
- Well, now it's between you and me.
Go ahead, Summers.
Take your best shot.
Let's see those eyes blast me through
the fence. Right here, right now.
Don't let him bait you.
He knows we can't do that stuff
out in the open.
Come on, Kitty.
You know what, guys? Summers
may like keeping things under wraps.
- But I've had it with hiding our powers.
- But Mystique said...
Forget Mystique!
She ain't around no more.
So I say let's take
Principal Kelly's advice...
...and go public with our
unique talents.
And playing midfield for the
Bayville Hawks, Taryn Fujioka.
Rounding out the team,
Bayville's star forward, Jean Grey!
Yeah, Jean!
Bayville! Bayville! Bayville!
In appreciation of the team spirit that
brought us to tonight's championship...
...we'd like to present
our school mascot, the Bayville Hawk!
Now let the game begin!
The game is underway. Bayville's taking...
Hey! Give that back!
Excuse me, folks.
Hey, can I have your attention
up here?
- Lance?
- What's he up to?
That's better.
My name's Lance.
I also call myself Avalanche
because I'm a mutant.
That's right. Me and Toad
and Blob and Quicksilver here...
...we're all mutants.
Born different.
- What you might call freaks.
- I can't believe he's doing this.
- Hey, you! Get down from there!
- Sorry, y'all. Mutants only.
See? There's lots
of mutants at Bayville High.
Scott Summers over there,
he's one.
And so is Jean Grey,
your big soccer star.
And most of their pals
at the Xavier Institute...
...which is a school
for weirdo mutant nerds.
Man, we're busted bigtime.
Being mutants means we got
special powers we can use...
...to make little improvements.
We thought this game would be
more fun if the goals were further apart.
We figured the principal ought to have
a better perspective on his student body.
Sorry, Professor X.
Cat's out of the bag.
Storm, we need you.
Another thing, we think
that mascot totally reeks.
You want it all out in the open?
Let's put it out there.
I've been waiting for this.
Huh? What...?
We need the police now!
This is Principal...
I'm about to feel really big and stupid,
if you know what I mean.
Rogue!
Stick to catching bugs, Toad!
Kitty!
Lance!
Good work, Storm.
But no downpour can make people
forget what they've seen here.
The secret is out.
Perhaps not. If I can alter
their memory of what's happened...
No! There are too many. Even your mind
could never withstand such a strain.
I really have no choice.
Charles!
Easy, Charles. Take it slow.
You threw your brain into overload.
But it worked. Eyewitnesses believe
the hawk's fireworks caused the damage.
What about the broadcast?
How much got out?
None.
There was some weird
magnetic interference...
...that knocked the station
off the air.
Magnetic?
Could it be that he's still alive?
Magneto? Wouldn't doubt it.
I guess we're back under wraps,
where we should be.
I'm sorry. It's like you said.
The world isn't ready to learn about us.
I'm afraid not, Scott.
Hopefully Lance and the others
will realize that.
My only concern is Principal Kelly.
I was inside his mind
when I blacked out.
And I'm not sure
I finished the job.