The X-Impulse Transcript
Kitty: *giggling, screaming then hyperventilating*
Kitty's Father: What happened? Were you sleepwalking?
Kitty: No, I fell! I just- I fell through the ceiling! *crying hysterically*
Robotic Voice: Discovered: mutant signiture. The second detection in this vicinity. Extrapolation: complete. Identity: confimed. Name: Kitty Pryde. Residence: Northbrook. Age: 15.
Kitty's Mother: Now, dear. I'm sure you were just having a nightmare.
Kitty's Father: I don't think so.
Kitty: What am I? What's happening to me?
Prof X: Prep the Blackbird.
Kurt: Ah! Late again! Ah! Miss Darkhölme.
Mystique as Principal Darkhölme: Hmm... Watch isn't slow. Must be you. Another tardy Mr. Wagner and I'm enrolling you in my after school group.
Scott: Hey, light a fire under it, kid. Your teacher sent me to look for you. Miss Darkhölme. Stopped off for another Breakfast Buger Gutbomb, didn't you?
Kurt: What can I say? It's an addiction.
Kitty's Mother: Dear?
Kitty: Awww...
Kitty's Mother: I thought we agreed you'd stay home today.
Kitty: Yeah, well, like, what's the point, you know? You guys don't want to talk about it and I'll, like, totally go crazy sitting around here.
Kitty's Mother: But... Should you really be at school?
Kitty's Father: Kitty! Honey, where are you?
Kitty: Pleeeease, Mom. Dad'll make me stay.
Kitty's Mother: Alright, go on.
Jean: Why just me? Why not all of us?
Prof X: Because. You're the one who can connect with this girl.
Jean: I hope so. But then how are we handling the other kid Cerebro spied out? The one in the foster home.
Prof X: Yes. Lance Alvers. Let me worry about that. I'd like you to just keep your focus on Kitty's parents. Remember. You're modle of what we're offering then. No pressure.
Jean: And to think I passed up a nice, relaxing mid-term for this.
Kitty's Mother: What are you talking about? How do you know Kitty?
Jean: Please, may we come in for a moment? We'll answer all your questions and anything you need-
Kitty's Father: Excuse me, miss. You can talk to us out here.
Prof X: Very well. I think you know Kitty is going through a very unique transition. We simply want to help her through it. Why don't you tell us about last night?
Kitty's Father: Last night is none of your business! Please. Just leave us alone.
Jean: *snorts* Next time let's just call and get hung up on. Less hassel.
Prof X: You'll need to make contact with Kitty directly. At her school.
Wolverine: Sabertooth...
Sabretooth: Wolverine...
Kurt: What's up with Logan?
Scott: Woah, that man is packing some serious attitude.
Kurt: Wanna follow him?
Scott: Let's go!
Kurt: Should we take the X-Van?
Scott: Uhh... a lower profile I think. And cooler besides. You coming?
Kurt: Hit it!
Amy: Riley. Check the Kitty pity party.
Riley: Dreading PE, no doubt. Probably the only class she's not aceing.
Amy: Let's... ah, give her some time off.
Kitty: Aaaah!
Riley: World closing in on you, Kitty?
Riley: Amy: *tittering*
Kitty: Hey! Let me out, you jerks! Unh! Open this door! Somebody open this door! Urrraah!!
Lance: *whistling*
Kitty: Huh? Hey! Who's out there? Can you hear me? Lemme out! Aah!
Lance: Hey! You see what you just did?
Kitty: What? I-I, like, just fell out.
Lance: Yeah, man. Right through the door! That is so cool!
Kitty: Ugh! You're crazy! Aah!
Lance: No, no! Wait a minute. I'm the one guy around here who gets the beauty of it. Cause you're just like me! Really! Alright then, check this! Getting the picture?
Kitty: Uh, no! You're just, like, some freak. Leave me alone!
Lance: You can run but you can't hide, cause I'm gonna rock your world.
Riley: Hey. Amy. Check who got out.
Coach: Pryde, you're late.
Kitty: Sorry, Coach. I was like, um, having trouble with my locker.
Coach: Alright, you three. To the long jump. Pryde, you're tardy so you're first.
Griff: Shut up with the clodding around.
Flunkie #2: Stow it, Griff. Look, can we bust in through here or not?
Griff: Not. It's wired into the alarm system.
Flunkie #2: Now what, Alvers? We got like no way into this stinking office and midterms start in the morning.
Griff: Yeah, and exam answers ain't exactly gonna fetch a prime price after the test. Can't you just, you know, make a door?
Lance: Sure, and have them know we were in? They'll change the tests! I got a sweeter idea. Her.
Griff: What? What are you gonna have her do? Long jump through the wall? Come on, get serious.
Lance: You riding me, Griff? Huh? Are you?
Griff: Sorry, man, I-I wa-was just-
Flunkie #2: Woah, woah. It's cool, Lance.
Lance: You two losers just line up the customers. I'll snatch the answers.
Kitty: Aah! Unngh! Oh! Arrgh!
Amy: Rrreow! Kittycat's got a temper.
Riley: Take notes, Pryde. This is how athletes do it. Aaah!
Kitty: Huh? *runs away, half-hysterically*
Jean: Kitty?
Kitty: *gasps*
Jean: Kitty, are you alright?
Kitty: That rah-rah Riley a friend of yours? Cause, you know, like, I had nothing to do with what happened out there in the sandpit.
Jean: I know. And I'm not Riley's friend.
Kitty: Well, you look like you'd be her friend.
Jean: Kitty. Look, there's no need for masks. I know what's going on.
Kitty: You, like, don't know anything! And neither does that creepy guy out there!
Jean: Who, Lance? Forget about him. This is about you. You and your wonderful new gift.
Kitty: Ugh. I don't have any gifts, just a curse.
Jean: Only if you let it be. I'd like to help you understand it. Togther we-
Kitty: Look. I don't want any of this. It's, like, hard enough just being normal, you know?
Jean: Kitty, look, I want you to watch me for a second. Please?
Kitty: Woah. How'd you do that?
Jean: The same way you can pass through walls. just like you, one morning I woke up and I had this power. And trust me, I hated it too.
Kitty: I-I don't believe you! This is a trick!
Jean: No, no, you do believe me. I know because of my other ability. I can read your thoughts.
Kitty: No! Stay out of my head! No! Aah!
Jean: Kitty, wait!
Lance: Piece of advice, Red. I'm the only friend that girl's gonna need, and I'll be teaching her what's what. So you just back yourself off.
Kitty: Huh? *gasps*
Lance: Easy. Look, I won't shake things up. I promise. I'm, uh, my name's Lance. We should really talk.
Kitty: Why can't everyone just, like, leave me alone?!
Lance: You feel sick inside every time you think about it, don't you? You want it to go away, but it won't. You're afraid of what might happen. Your parents are clueless, probably ashamed. And being alone don't help.
Kitty: What? Are you, like, reading my mind too?
Lance: No way! It's... just I've been going through it myself. You know, trying to figure it out. But I've learned how to control it. Meet me outside the office in an hour. I'll show you how.
Prof X: Sounds like Lance could be trouble. If he bonds with Kitty we may not be able to reach her.
Jean: I agree. And he is reaching her.
Prof X: You have to stay with it, Jean. I don't want to lose her. Whatever obsticles get in the way, remember, they can be overcome. Xavier out. Though some obsticles are more irritating than others.
Kurt: Aah! I've lost him!
Scott: Hey, hey! Watch the door panal! They're smudge resistant, not dent resistant.
Kurt: There!
Sabretooth: Unfinished business, runt.
Wolverine: Bring it on, pops. Bring it on.
Scott: My car!
Sabretooth: One shall fall but the other's hand. Our destiny. We can't change it.
Wolverine: I didn't know you went for that philosophy mumbo jumbo.
Scott: Hey, hairball! I got your destiny right here!
Kurt: Ugh! Typical.
Sabretooth: A taste of things to come, Wolverine.
Kurt: Ha! We showed him! We're the X-Men!
Wolverine: I don't fight your battles. So don't fight mine.
Kurt: Ah, he loves us.
Scott: Oh, yeah. Bigtime.
Kitty: H-h-how do you take control?
Lance: By admitting something no one wants to cop to, that we are outsiders, that there is something wrong with us. Hey, don't fret it, embrace it. The way I see it, Fate dealt us winning cards if we play them together.
Kitty: Oh, nothing is making any sense.
Lance: That's why I'm here. To light your path. And the first step leads us right into that office.
Kitty: Did you see me? Did you?
Lance: Yeah! Wow, Kitty, how did it feel?
Kitty: Oh, it was, like, totally unbelievable.
Lance: You're making it yours, Kitty. Once you own it nothing can own you.
Kitty:
Kitty's Father: Where is she?
Jean: She broke into the office.
Kitty's Mother: She-she's never done anything like this before.
Prof X: Go with them Jean! I'll catch up.
Lance: Heh, heh. Test answers present and accounted for.
Kitty: That's what this is about? Cheating?
Lance: Hey, this crummy school uses these kind tests to keep us down, Kitty. No more! We take control. Now, let's modify some grades. Pryde. P-R-
Kitty: No!
Lance: Look, there's no victim here. We're just evening the score.
Kitty: This doesn't feel right. I-I've changed my mind. I wanna go.
Lance: Woah, woah, what are you doing? Come on, Kitty...
Kitty's Father: Let go of my daughter!
Lance: Far enough, old man.
Kitty: No! Stop!
Lance: They're just going to confuse you Kitty. We're outta here.
Kitty's Mother: Kitty, please! We can work through this together.
Kitty: Let go of me!
Lance: We're in control now. We make our own way.
Kitty's Father: Kitty, I've pushed you to this, I know. I wanted to pretend nothing was wrong. I'm not perfect. I'm learning just like you are.
Kitty: Daddy?
Lance: Forget them. Come on, I'm bringing this place down.
Jean: You called you gift a curse. If you go with him I garrantee you it will be.
Kitty's Mother: Please, Kitty! Listen to her!
Kitty's Father: Sweetheart! We love you!
Lance: They're too late. You're with me now.
Kitty: No! I'm not!
Lance: Gaaagh!
Kitty: Aaah!
Prof X: ~Jean! Your powers! Use your powers!~
Jean: ~I'm trying. It's too much.~
Prof X: ~I'll assist you. Keep your mind clear.~
Jean: ~But, Kitty-~
Prof X: ~Keep your mind clear.~
Kitty's Mother: *crying* No. Kitty...
Kitty's Father: *also crying* My little girl...
Kitty: Woah...
Kitty's Mother: Kitty? Oh, Kitty...
Kitty: Okay, like everybody, grab onto me. I'll get us out.
Prof X: Yes, Kitty, it is a gift and you've used it well.
Kitty: Mom? I'm so sorry. And Daddy? These people. They, like, wannna help me. I trust them.
Kitty's Father: I know, sweetie. And so do I. Professor, I think we have some things to talk about.
Prof X: Yes, we do.
Mystique as Principal Darkhölme: I'd say you've blown your chances at this school, haven't you?
Lance: And you are?
Mystique as Principal Darkhölme: Your new advisor. I've made an opening for you at Bayville High. I have much to teach you, my young Avalanche.
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