Hugh Jackman: Logan, Wolverine
[after getting in the car with Logan/Wolverine]
Rogue : You don't have anything to eat, do you?
[Logan reaches across her into the glove compartment and hands her something to eat]
Rogue : I'm Rogue.
[looks across the seat to look at him and spots his dog tag]
Rogue : Were you in the army? Doesn't, doesn't that mean you were in the army?
[she stops talking and looks around. She spots the trailer in the back]
Rogue : Wow.
Logan : What?
Rogue : It's just that, suddenly my life doesn't look that bad.
Logan : Well, if you prefer the road...
Rogue : [quickly] No, it looks great. It looks cozy.
[They go quiet. Rogue begins to rub her cold hand together. Logan turns on the heater]
Logan : Put your hands on the heater.
[He reaches for her hand and she pulls back]
Logan : I'm not gonna hurt you kid.
Rogue : [shakes her head and puts back on her gloves] It's nothing personal. It's just that, when people touch my skin, something happens.
Logan : What?
Rogue : I don't know, they just get hurt.
Logan : Fair enough. So, what kind of name is Rogue?
Rogue : I don't know. What kind of name is Wolverine?
Logan : My name is Logan.
Rogue : Marie.
Storm : Logan, is that you?
Wolverine : [sniffs the air] Something is wrong.
Storm : [Walks up behind him] Come on. We need to regroup.
Wolverine : There's just one problem.
[turns and stabs Storm with his claws]
Wolverine : You're not part of the group!
[Storm changes into Mystique and collapses to the ground]
Rogue : Hey.
[Logan turns and looks at her]
Rogue : You running again?
Logan : No, not really. I've got some things to take care of up north.
Rogue : Oh.
[They stand in silence for a few moments, then Logan reaches out and plays with her hair, which now has a prominent white streak. She jumps back a little and then smiles]
Rogue : I kinda like it.
Logan : Yeah.
Rogue : I don't want you to go.
[Logan looks around at his small pack of stuff and then undoes his dog tags. Then he takes her hand, places them inside, then pushes her fingers over them. She looks up at him]
Logan : I'll be back for this.
[He turns and walks out the door with her staring after him, smiling]
Rogue : The first boy I ever kissed ended up in a coma for three weeks. I can still feel him inside my head. It's the same with you.
Wolverine : There's not many people that'll understand what you're going through. But I think this guy, Xavier, is one of them. He seems to genuinely want to help you. And that's a rare thing, for people like us. So... what do you say, we give these geeks one more shot?
[Marie smiles a little]
Wolverine : C'mon, I'll take care of you.
Rogue : You promise?
Wolverine : Yeah... Yeah, I promise.
Magneto : Why do none of you understand what I'm trying to do? Those people down there- they control our fate and the fate of every other mutant! Well, soon our fate will be theirs.
[Rogue screams for help]
Wolverine : You're so full of shit! If you're really so righteous, it'd be you in that thing.
Wolverine : You going to tell me to stay away from your girl?
Cyclops : If I had to do that, she wouldn't be my girl.
Wolverine : Well, then I guess you've got nothing to worry about, do ya, Cyclops?
Cyclops : It must burn you up that a boy like me saved your life, huh? Gotta be careful. I might not be there next time. Oh, and Logan - stay away from my girl.
Prof. Charles Francis Xavier : Ah, Logan. I'd like you to meet Ororo Monroe, also called Storm. This is Scott Summers, also called Cyclops. They saved your life. I believe you already know Dr. Jean Grey. You are in my School for the Gifted for Mutants. You'll be safe here from Magneto.
Wolverine : What's a Magneto?
Prof. Charles Francis Xavier : A very powerful mutant. He believes that a war is brewing between mutants and the rest of humanity. I've been following his activities for some time. The man who attacked you is an associate of his called Sabertooth.
Wolverine : Sabertooth?
[looks at Storm]
Wolverine : Storm.
[looks at Xavier]
Wolverine : What do they call you? "Wheels"? This is the stupidest thing I've ever heard. Students.
[looks at Cyclops]
Wolverine : And Cyclops, right?
Wolverine : You wanna get outta my way?
Prof. Charles Francis Xavier : Logan, it's been almost fifteen years, hasn't it? Living from day to day, moving from place to place, with no memory of who or what you are.
Wolverine : Shut up!
Prof. Charles Francis Xavier : Give me a chance. I might be able to help you find some answers.
Wolverine : How do you know?
Prof. Charles Francis Xavier : [telepathy] You're not the only one with special gifts.
[Logan has found his way to the Professor's office]
Prof. Charles Francis Xavier : I'm Charles Xavier. Would you like some breakfast?
Logan : Where am I?
Prof. Charles Francis Xavier : Westchester, New York. My people brought you here for medical attention.
Logan : I don't need medical attention.
Prof. Charles Francis Xavier : Yes, of course.
Wolverine : What did she do to me...?
Prof. Charles Francis Xavier : Whenever Rogue touches someone, she takes their energy: their life force. In the case of mutants, she absorbs their gifts for a short while; in your case your ability to heal.
Wolverine : Felt like she killed me...
Prof. Charles Francis Xavier : If she held on any longer, she could have.
Dr. Jean Grey : I think you'll be comfortable here.
Wolverine : Where's your room?
Dr. Jean Grey : With Scott, down the hall.
Wolverine : Is that your gift? Putting up with that guy?
Dr. Jean Grey : Actually, I'm telekinetic. I can move things with my mind.
Wolverine : Really? What kind of things?
Dr. Jean Grey : [shuts closet doors behind him with her mind] All kinds of things. I also have some telepathic ability.
Wolverine : Like the Professor?
Dr. Jean Grey : Nowhere near that powerful. But he's teaching me to develop it.
Wolverine : I'm sure he is. So read my mind.
Dr. Jean Grey : I'd rather not.
Wolverine : C'mon. You afraid you might like it?
Dr. Jean Grey : I doubt it.
Logan : [Logan's first line] Beer.
Wolverine : [on Cerebro] Well, it certainly is a big, round room.
Wolverine : Hey, bub, I'm not finished with you yet.
Wolverine : [to Jean Gray] So... couldn't wait to get my shirt off again.
Wolverine : [gets back his dogtags from Sabretooth] This is mine!