[announcer] 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!
[announcer] She shoots. And it's good!
And that's the game as Bayville aces the semifinals.
-Yeah! -[girl 1] All right, Jean! Way to go!
[girl 2] All right!
-[Kurt] Nice work there, superstar! -[Scott] Yeah, Jean!
-[girl 3] Yeah! All right! -[girl 4] We did it!
-Jean, you were fantastic! -Hey, Jean, way to go.
You stomped them like bugs on a sidewalk.
That Duncan, he knows just what a girl wants to hear.
Thanks, Duncan. Yeah, 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 pretty much expected.
[rock music playing]
Get real. The Stone Ciphers? Their music is so
last millennium.
Not true! They rock bigtime. Tell her, Scott.
Scott?
-Hello? -Huh?
[horns honking]
Whoa!
[sirens wailing]
-[Kurt] Hey! What's his hurry? -I don't know.
Maybe it's the 12 police cars on his tail. Just a hunch.
Aah!
[all shouting]
Oh, no!
[theme music playing]
-We've got to do something. -No! There's too many news cameras.
[Kitty] But what about those kids?
-Kurt! -I'm on it.
All right. Hold it right there.
[yelling]
[groans]
[Wolverine] So those are the new recruits.
Looks like we've got our hands full.
[Xavier] 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.
[Wolverine] Not to mention our buildings.
We're definitely gonna need more instructors.
And maybe a couple of tanks.
[Storm] Charles?
Excuse me, but I think you may find this interesting.
Eyewitness accounts are conflicting.
But all agree that the falling car was somehow deflected
by this strange red flash.
-Its source is still a mystery. -Scott.
Maybe we'd better not mention what happened to anyone. You think?
Well, we could just keep quiet about it for a while. Like, say, forever.
-Or we could blame it all on Kurt. -Hey!
[Scott] The thing that gets me, is that I hesitated.
I was so worried about anyone seeing me that I almost acted too late. And why?
I mean, saving lives should be the most important thing we do with our powers.
Scott, I know this is a confusing issue.
Yes, helping others is the right thing to do.
But we must also try to remain anonymous, for the present.
It's like we're hiding in shame. What's the harm in telling people?
Because many of these people are not ready
to embrace the fact that mutants walk the earth.
Look, Scott, I'm not blaming you for what you did.
In fact, 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.
[Alex] Okay, right here. Okay, look.
Trophied it. Your little bro can't be beat in the pipeline, man.
Yeah, right. Who you surfing against? Little girls?
No little girls in the semipros, dude. And next year, I might even go pro.
Really.
Well, 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 whole thing about being a mutant, it's... You know?
Yeah. It takes a little getting used to.
But having all these powers is kind of cool.
I'm starting to get the hang of it, you know.
Although, yesterday in the cafeteria, I pointed to an enchilada, and it blew up.
I hate when that happens.
Yeah. It's real tough trying to keep the old blasters a secret.
Yeah, tell me about it.
[chattering]
Man, this bombs, yo! Even the flies here think they're better than us.
Yeah, I don't even know what we're doing at school anyway.
But 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?
Huh? Oh, 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.
Yeah, I'm Risty Wilde from Manchester, England.
I'm Rogue. Hang out afterwards. I'll show you where Barton's class is.
Oh. Hey, Kitty. Didn't see you there.
Oh, look. It's the walking Richter scale. Shouldn't you be erupting somewhere?
[all laughing]
And now, everyone, let's give a warm Bayville High welcome
to our new principal, Mr. Edward Kelly.
[rumbling]
Hey, Kitty, wanna see some real shaking?
[rumbling]
[yelling]
Lance, get a clue, okay?
Since when is Bayville on a fault line?
Anyway, I want to welcome you all to a new semester.
I know, 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.
And that brings me to what I hope will become
the theme of the coming semester.
Meeting new challenges.
You know, most of us go through life thinking
we're not so different from people around us.
And 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!
That means I want every one of you to turn out tonight
for the big pre-game rally.
-Can we count on you? -[crowd] Yeah!
Hey, Sandy. Have you seen Jean?
Uh-uh.
[Kitty] Lance, just forget it!
Hey, I said I was sorry for the scoreboard thing.
-Come on, don't be mad. -You can be such a jerk sometimes.
[Scott] Alvers. Leave her alone.
[Lance] 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!
[Kurt] Yeah, Jean!
[crowd] Bayville! Bayville! Bayville!
In appreciation of the team spirit that has brought us all the way
to tonight's championship game we'd like to present
our school mascot, the Bayville Hawk!
Now let the game begin!
[whistle blows]
The game is underway. And it's Bayville's taking--
Hey! Give that back!
[Lance] Excuse me, folks.
Hey, can I have your attention up here?
-[Kitty] 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.
You 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 over at the Xavier Institute,
which is kind of a school for weirdo mutant nerds.
Man, we're busted bigtime.
[Lance] Being mutants means we got these special powers we can use
to make little improvements.
For instance, 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.
[Xavier] Storm, we need you.
Another thing, we think that mascot totally reeks.
Huh?
All right, Lance. You want it all out in the open? Let's put it out there.
I've been waiting for this.
What--?
[screams]
[groans]
We need the police, now!
This is Princ-- Agh!
[screaming]
I'm about to feel really big and stupid, if you know what I mean.
[groaning]
Rogue!
-Stick to catching bugs, Toad! -Aah!
-[rumbling] -[groans]
Kitty!
Lance!
Good work, Storm.
Yes. 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.
[groaning]
Charles!
Easy, Charles. Take it slow. You threw your brain into overload.
[Storm] But it worked.
Eyewitnesses believe the hawk's exploding fireworks caused the damage.
What about the broadcast? How much got out?
[Wolverine] None.
It seems there was some kind of weird magnetic interference
that knocked the station off the air.
Magnetic? Hmm.
Could it be that he's still alive?
Magneto? Wouldn't doubt it.
Anyway, I guess we're back under wraps, where we should be.
I'm real 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 come to realize that as well.
My only concern is Principal Kelly.
I was inside his mind when I blacked out.
And I'm not sure I finished the job.
[theme music playing]