(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)
It's him, everywhere the same since the beginning of time,
Apocalypse, the bringer of chaos,
the destroyer of worlds.
Careful! This one could be the key!
Right! Just like all the others.
I don't pay you to jabber! What does it say?
ARCHANGEL: It's him.
Let's see. "And lo, he leveled our city,
and laid waste our fields,
Lord of destruction, the Invincible One."
He is not invincible!
I'm sorry, Mr. Worthington, but we've looked through all the evidence.
People may have drawn him differently,
but they all agree on one thing.
Apocalypse can't be destroyed.
I won't accept it!
It's your dollar, sir, but we're beat.
We'll check the rest of the new crates in the morning.
(SCREAMS)
No one rests until he is destroyed.
You're late!
I'm sorry, Mr. Worthington, but I found the scroll you read about!
Show me!
The scroll was unearthed during the Ming Dynasty,
though it is far older.
There is a spot, here.
The writing says that if you pierce it, Apocalypse will be no more.
Vengeance will be mine.
MAN: Sir! A definite sighting!
Where?
New York Harbor. They say within the last hour.
That's the closest he's--
(APOCALYPSE LAUGHING)
Looking for me, my prodigal son?
For the last time!
(EXCLAIMS)
CEREBRO: New Shi'ar circuitry
has helped me detect and define a mysterious vessel.
It is more than a mile long, and disappears soon after detection.
How do you hide something a mile long?
Who knows, deep pockets?
CEREBRO: Alert! Mutant incident on Liberty Island.
Please identify.
Archangel.
GAMBIT: He's fighting Apocalypse. That's crazy!
Let's go!
(GRUNTS)
(LAUGHING)
Return to me, oh, sweet Death, my Horseman, and all shall be forgiven.
Forgiven? You ruined my life!
Ruined? No. I have created a slave of you, yes,
but a slave of courage and fire!
I am no slave!
There exists no freedom from me.
Like lambs to the slaughter.
(SCREAMS)
That ain't playing nice.
My mother always wanted me to be a surgeon.
Foolish insects!
We must out think him.
Why bother? We can't even scratch him!
Warren...
He's not Warren anymore, chere.
Apocalypse machine make
him L'ange de mort, the Angel of Death,
now and forever.
You're wrong. Before, when I absorbed his spirit, I could feel it.
Whatever he's going through, deep down,
he is still Warren Worthington!
Look closely. Apocalypse has attacked a power station here,
a defense plant here, an industrial park here.
It appears to be a deliberate trail.
Or a deliberate trap.
Let's project it out.
CEREBRO: Unusual object 100 miles offshore.
Cloaked from standard scan.
Employing Shi'ar probe.
WOLVERINE: His ship. That's a heck of a bass boat.
Early Apocalyptic scholars referred to, and I quote,
"A mighty ship designed by creatures from beyond the stars."
For centuries, it was thought to be a myth,
a living vessel, open to reason.
That's it! The weapon we need against "He who can never die."
Warren, how could you go after him like that?
No pain will ever equal the pain Apocalypse has caused me.
You should understand that better than anyone.
It is time to welcome death, X-Men.
Let's see if I can't improve your disposition.
(SCREAMING) No! No!
You're right. Part of you is part of me now.
You may have saved me, but nothing can take away my desire for revenge.
But Apocalypse, he's immortal. No one can hurt him.
That what he wants us to believe.
But I have discovered his weakness!
You and I can attack him together.
The others don't understand. You do.
I don't know... I want to help, but...
Rogue. We've found his ship. Come on. We don't have much time!
Where did he run?
A heading south by southeast.
However, we have chosen an indirect attack stratagem.
I have no patience for playing at war games!
No one understands what must be done!
I must see him destroyed!
And I'm coming with you.
GAMBIT: No, chere!Don't.
He can't fight that monster by himself!
Revenge make him reckless. He take you down with him.
Gambit's right.
We'll need all the help we can get if Hank's plan is gonna work.
Sorry, boys. You don't know what he's been through.
I do. I got to help him.
I wouldn't mind a little direct action myself.
We'll move without her. Gambit, let's go... Gambit?
SHIP: Identify yourselves.
Xavier was right. It is sentient!
We can speak to it. We are friends.
You are berthed near our home.
We request permission to board you.
SHIP: Permission granted.
(SCANNER BEEPING)
Astounding!
Ship, you are a work of art.
SHIP: Thank you, Henry McCoy.
You have no idea what a pleasure it is to interface with someone
who appreciates the subtleties of my programming.
Now, where should I start?
If I can just override Apocalypse's security code,
we can turn it against him, using his own magnificent weapon to entrap him.
(GROANING)
SHIP: Sorry, Hank, I was unaware of that particular defense mechanism.
Ship! Can you counteract it?
SHIP: Why, yes. It seems I can.
For which we are exceedingly thankful.
The trap has just agreed to be set.
Wolverine, quick, help us. Stand over there on that platform.
Cool. But I ain't saying cheese.
OK, my friend, now walk toward me, slowly at first.
Every unit of energy the captive exerts works against him.
Apocalypse's own power will create his prison.
Hank, you've done it!
No, we've done it.
You've made your point!
(ALARM BLARING)
Ship! What's happening?
SHIP: The automatic override activated
by the sudden rise in energy output.
It seems Apocalypse has set a trap to destroy you,
and there is nothing I can do.
(GRUNTING)
I enjoyed working with you, Henry McCoy.
I am sorry we will not get to know each other better.
Please accept my most sincere regrets.
Any sign of the big man?
Pledge yourself to me, Rogue.
Sure, I...
There can be no hesitation, no doubt!
Warren, I... Do you pledge me your heart and soul?
Yes.
He rises!
Do it! Take him!
Out of my way!
Chere,you can't attack Apocalypse here!
People down there could get hurt.
You don't understand! We have to do this!
You are mine forever!
Begone forever!
Disappointed? And after all your hard work.
(GRUNTS)
You have great power, yet you detest your existence.
Serve me, and you will know oblivion's eternal bliss!
Dream on, bucket-head.
Foolish mutants!
Resist, and you shall be obliterated, like your clever friends!
What did he mean, "our friends"?
Well, kids, any bright ideas?
SHIP: I have an idea.
I'm all ears!
Mr. Summers, blast the yellow panel on the north wall.
Mr. Logan, the ventilation lock to your right.
Five... four...
three, two, one.
Beast! Wolverine!
(WOLVERINE COUGHING)
Thanks. Didn't feel much like a swim.
I'll follow him to the ends of the earth, through perdition's fire,
until he breathes blood and rolls over,
split, broken,
finished!
Slow down, hon. We're in this together, remember?
If we can do this,
it will be the achievement of a lifetime.
(GROANS)
Building mousetraps, while Rogue and bird-boy get all the action.
Beware of what you ask for, for it may come to pass.
Beware yourself.
So you are still alive.
All the better that my servant can witness
what becomes of those who dare resist Apocalypse!
He approaches.
Now!
We have done it!
Great work, Beast!
Yeah. Not bad.
Come to me, demon, and give me your tender back,
for the time of your judgment has arrived!
(APOCALYPSE LAUGHING)
You want me, my Angel of Death?
Here I am.
He's imprisoned in here forever! Worthington, it's over.
Do not concern yourself.
Nothing can breach the force field.
We have done it! Thank you, ship.
SHIP: My pleasure.
I believe you denote this new sensation I feel as "satisfaction."
Archangel, please.
-I won't be denied! -No.
Warren! Don't!
Worthington!
(LAUGHS EVILLY)
Vengeance is mine and mine alone!
Ship! Ship! Are you all right?
SHIP: Why, yes. I was unaware of that particular defense mechanism.
Beast, how many peoples have dreamed of my end?
You are no closer than the Babylonians
with their swords and fire sticks.
(LAUGHING)
You really believed I was not invincible?
There is proof!
Ship! Code 8-2-9-3.
Ship! What are you doing?
SHIP: I am sorry, Henry McCoy.
He has preset this override system.
I will study it, but I fear I will be of little help to you.
Behold your proof.
No.
I knew the temptation would flush you out,
because you, heart, body, soul, are mine!
I am the rocks of the eternal shore,
crash against me and be broken!
The name is Gambit! Remember it!
Fools! You are slow to learn.
SHIP: Henry McCoy, the emergency controls.
Where?
(GRUNTS)
(GAMBIT GROANING)
Chere,maybe you cut down on that fried chicken, huh?
Ship, help me?
SHIP: I will try.
There exists no freedom from me.
There is only freedom through me.
I'll show you what's "through you."
(EVIL LAUGHTER)
Thank you, my friend.
APOCALYPSE: Submit! Come, cleave unto me!
And know the joy of eternal darkness.
Ah... little blue man, so you think you have outsmarted me?
There shall be naught to help, but ashes.
Ship! I have not commanded you to...
(GROANS)
Beast, what in the Sam Hill is going on?
It appears an override may be overridden.
You defeated Apocalypse's override code?
No, a friend did.
APOCALYPSE: Traitorous vessel!
SHIP: For so long, I did only as I was programmed.
I thank you for this moment, Beast.
You made me understand I could choose.
(SHIP GROANING)
You made me feel.
You helped me know what I had to do.
No.
Ship, I am losing my friends!
SHIP: Apologies, Beast. I have not much energy left.
Many thanks, mes amis.
CYCLOPS: Everybody out of here!
Apocalypse is eternal!
Apocalypse is indestructible!
Foolish insects!
Impudent vermin!
I shall return.
Ship? Ship, are you all right?
SHIP: It was the best I could manage, Beast.
He will not be gone forever.
But for now, you and your people are safe.
When he returns, I will be here, waiting.
Next time you can wait alone.
Your unthinking vengeance nearly destroyed all of us.
You don't understand! Any of you!
Don't you know what he is? Don't you know what he'll do?
Easy, sugar. There's nothing more to be done right now...
Stay away! I thought you understood!
I won't rest until Apocalypse is destroyed!
Or I am.
Beast, it's my fault. I should have stopped Archangel.
Gambit warned me, but I didn't listen to him.
I'm sorry. Beast?
SHIP: Goodbye, my friend.
Farewell, my friend.
(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)