X-Men: Evolution (2000–2003): Season 3, Episode 4 - The Stuff of Villains - full transcript

Finally, some action.

You have no idea.

Previously on X-Men: Evolution:

It's a trap.

They're coming for us.
And Wanda's leading the charge.

And now we check out
yesterday's news.

My dear brother seems to have performed
a last-minute rescue.

Magneto is still alive.

-Hello, boys.
-Principal Kelly? What are you doing here?

I just thought I'd stop by and personally
invite you all to come back to school.

Hey, girl, there's a toll
for coming down our street.



Toss us some coin
and we'll let you pass.

Diss us like you're doing
and you got problems.

Hey, what's going--? Hey!

She's a mutant?

Run!

-Caliban?
-Word is you wanted to see me.

I was told you have the power
to find other mutants with just your mind.

Who are you searching for?

My father, Magneto.

No. I cannot help you.

Do not turn your back on me.

I cannot locate Magneto,

because he cannot be located.

-Why not?
-He is too far advanced.



I am sorry.

If you had asked for anyone else...

There is someone else.

My brother, Pietro.

Home sweet hole in the ground.

It's paradise compared to school.

I'm telling you, I'm this close to bagging
the whole Bayville High thing.

None of my buddies stood by me.

Then they probably weren't real friends
to begin with.

You'll find new ones.

You should talk.
You still wear your image inducer.

Check for friends when you walk
the halls all blue and fuzzy.

You're right. Nobody will come near me.

Kurt, wait.

Now we're talking.

All right.
He's finally charged up and ready to go.

Okay then, people. Let's clear out
the debris like only mutants can.

If only they'd shown the same diligence
in cleaning their own rooms, huh?

Anybody who needs a ride to school,
I'm taking off now.

Whoa.

Whoa!

Oops. Sorry.

Hey, wait. Don't leave without me.

Ooh, look at me. I'm Pietro.

Look at me. I'm Pietro. I'm Pietro.

Hang on. I gotta go to the moon.

-Okay, I'm back.
-Take that off.

I can't believe the guy had four uniforms.
What a clothes hog.

Would you stop goofing off?

Maybe when you stop bossing us around.

Yeah. Who put you in charge?

He's in charge of party-poopin'.

If Mystique shows up
and finds her house looking like this,

we'll be partying out on the street.

Aw, well, this stinks.
Why are we cleaning Pietro's room anyway?

Good point. What did that traitor ever do for us?
I say dump it all.

Fine. Consider it dumped.

-I don't ever want to see that suit again.
-Tough. I like it.

It makes me feel fast.

Wanda, save me?

Uh, sorry for breaking in.
This time it was an accident.

Wanda?

Sweetums? Oh, where'd she go?

Oh, man. Go put something else on.

Uh-oh.

Pietro, where is he?

Wanda, whoa. Hey, wait. Listen, um...

Bye.

Leave. Now.

Wanda, I have no idea where he is.

I don't believe you. Take me to him.

I can't. Listen to me. It's the truth.

I don't go to him. He comes to me.

Then I'll make him come to you.
And I'll be waiting for him.

Oh, man.

Hey. Let me out of here.
Help! Hello!

Let me out of here!

I don't know how
I can make this any clearer, Mr. Alvers.

You and your fellow mutant thugs are expelled.

Do not show up on campus again.

But you're the one who invited us back.
Now you're just punting us?

That's exactly what I'm doing.

I don't get you, man.

It's like you wanted us here
just to mess with the Xavier kids.

This meeting is over.
You can leave by yourself or with Security.

I'll go by myself.

Perfect. I was so looking for a fight.

What?
That thrashing I gave you last time wasn't enough?

Let's see how well you do
without Magneto watching your back.

You round up those jokes you call friends
and meet me at your place.

-Why?
-Now that you're out of school,

you'll be taking a real test.

Forget it. We're sick of being used.

Look at her. She's one of them.

Step off. I'm warning you.

You mutants think we should all
be afraid of you. Don't you?

Hey, I say we pluck the spikes
out of him one at a time.

-And then we'll see who's scared.
-Trust me. It won't be us.

-Who invited you, skunk head?
-That's enough.

Evan, don't!

Kelly's gonna boot you out of here for this.

It's over. Hurry up.
Retract those things.

I... I can't. What's happening to me?

Evan, come on. Concentrate.

Just keep your cool, okay?
I'm gonna go head off the lame brains.

Okay.

I got two words for you. Drop it.

We didn't ask you.

Then consider this free advice.

Don't mess with the mutants.

Uh, no problem.

-What are you doing here?
-Just passing by, cherie.

Nice day.

-Hey, isn't that one of Magneto's new guys?
-Yup. And he's up to something.

-We better tell Scott.
-Forget that. There's no time.

-Let's follow him.
-Uh, but what about sixth period?

Yo, tell me the truth. How do I look?

Like a silver toad.

Quickwart.

There. This hole's finally starting
to look decent, ain't it?

Aw, man.

We got trouble.
One of Magneto's stooges is heading our way.

Which one?

Oh, ha, that one.

Did you get my calling card?

We did. Now let us throw you out
on the welcome mat.

You're on our turf now.

This is a job for Quickwart.

Back off. I let go
and you'll be repainting this room.

So let's talk.

Talking's good, great.
We hate painting.

-All right. It's your show.
-No. It's Magneto's show.

Hey. Do you think you could,
you know, let me--?

He's giving you a chance
to prove yourselves.

And trust me.
You do not want to turn the man down.

Okay. What does he want us to do?

Piece of cake, really.
Just bust loose a captured mutant.

Great. Oh, and, uh, by the way, could you...?

So, who's Magneto got in mind?

Your old friend, Pietro.

I can't believe it.
Can't Lance stay out of trouble for one day?

Not that boy. Come on.
Hitch us a ride in that direction.

What do you mean hitch us a ride?

Huh?

Time to get off.

There's our connection.

Huh?

Oh, great. A meat truck.

-Who came up with this plan?
-What plan? I was making this up as I go.

So, um, what part of your plan
are you making up now?

The part where it all comes together.
Look. There's Lance's rig.

Lighten up, will you?
There's a real upside to this.

Yeah. Once we bag this job,
we'll be joining Magneto's new team.

Who cares about Magneto?
I just want to get my hands on Pietro.

Mutants. Fan out. Tasers ready.

This is Major Kyle requesting support.
I repeat...

This is Major Kyle requesting support.

Sorry. You're outside of your calling area.

Ha!

Oh, man.
I knew we should've called Scott.

Hey, Blob. You actually got off
the couch to come rescue me?

Yeah. Then we're gonna squash you.

We can handle this. Come on.

-Aren't you with them?
-Don't insult me.

-Rogue?
-In the flesh.

Blob!

I got him!

Thanks. But you just about
muffed that, slowpoke.

What?

Another day, Pietro. This is not over.

Don't bother. They're gone.
And so is Pietro, that jerk.

I'll slowpoke him.

Hands in the air.

-I'm gonna rock this place.
-No, wait.

Stand down, men.

-I saw what happened back there.
-And...?

-Thank you.
-Uh, you're welcome.

-I don't get it.
-Not everyone hates mutants, miss.

We're just peacekeepers like you.

I'd offer you girls a lift, but, uh...

Well, we're kind of stranded ourselves
until another unit arrives.

Oh, that's okay. We'll catch a ride.

-Right?
-Wrong.

We are finding a phone
and we are calling Scott.

What's up, guys?
Tell me, why are you such losers?

Because the X-Men are winners.
It all balances out.

So do we still get to join
Magneto's new team?

Please. No wonder you flunkies got expelled.
That was a disaster.

-Not our fault.
-Well, what if we...?

Easy. Easy.
You'll have other chances.

But you guys need serious leadership.

That's why Magneto has sent someone
to whip you into shape.

Let me guess. You?

No. Him.

Aren't you gonna welcome me back?

Mess with me, you mess with my father. Capisce?

Now, things are gonna change around here.

Because from this day forward,
nobody rests until we take down the X-Men...

permanently. But the first order of business,
let's get this house cleaned up.

Just blame me.
I dragged Kitty into it.

No, I went along.

It just all happened so fast.
And we found ourselves involved...

And then everything
just sort of blew up in our faces.

Well, your judgment was pretty lame.

However, your motives were not.

I do applaud you girls
for taking the initiative.

But please understand

that it is simply impossible for us
to deal with every problem that pops up.

You have lives to live, school to attend.

-And detention this Saturday.
-What?

I'm afraid Principal Kelly isn't cutting you any
slack
for skipping out on sixth period.

I knew it. I knew it.