[peaceful holiday music playing]
Happy holidays.
[phone rings]
[Warren] I'm not here. Leave a message.
[woman] Warren, if you're there, please pick up.
Dad and I just wanted to say "Hi" from London
and let you know that we're thinking about you.
Please call, dear. We're worried about you.
Once again, we understand that a disabled woman
is still inside this burning building.
Firefighters have made numerous heroic but unsuccessful attempts to reach her.
[sirens wailing in distance]
[dramatic music playing]
[men speaking indistinctly]
Please! Let me go! She can't walk! She can't get out!
Let me save her! Please!
Mother! [sobbing]
[gasps]
[sobbing]
Jamie! Here, honey! I'm over here!
Mom?
Mom!
-How did you get here? -An angel, honey.
A real angel, with wings.
[theme music playing]
[festive jazz music playing]
[students chattering]
Oh, it's beautiful! Thank you, Jean.
You're welcome.
How cute. Thank you so much.
I love it! You're so sweet.
Thanks.
Kurt! In your dreams!
All in the holiday spirit.
-Kurt, knock it off! -[giggling]
-Come on, Kitty. Just one little kiss? -Hey, get away!
-Ah, to be young again. -Yeah. Glad that's over.
You know, Logan, you're welcome to spend the holidays here with us.
Thanks, but I got some important things to catch up on.
It's sure gonna be lonely around here when all these guys leave tomorrow.
Yeah, really.
But it could be fun, you know? Just us, the prof, Mr. McCoy.
Hey, I got something for you.
I know it's early, but everyone else is exchanging gifts today.
Oh, Rogue, uh, thanks.
Gee, I haven't gotten you anything yet, but--
Don't worry about it. There's still time.
Go on, open it.
[Kitty giggling]
[students laughing]
[both] Ugh!
-All right! -Thanks.
-Bye, Jean. Have fun. -[all] Bye!
All right!
Who's up for helping the professor and me install Cerebro's new security upgrades?
[groans] I guess this is his idea of how to have a fun holiday.
[pensive music playing]
[men shouting]
[man] What did I tell you? Let go! Let go! Let go!
Hey! Stop! Get back here, creep!
[dramatic music playing]
[laughing]
Whoa!
What is this? Put me down!
No, no! Don't drop me, please!
This ain't possible!
Oh, please! No! No! No! Don't leave me here!
Please! I'll go straight! I'll go to church!
Anything! Name it! Oh, please!
He carried him off that way. I couldn't believe it.
I mean, wings and everything.
Wings, I'm telling you. It was an angel.
A real angel!
[horse whinnies]
Look, it's him. I told you.
Just like I said, an angel.
Glory be, would you look at that.
[ominous music playing]
[reporter 1] In a story with a great holiday twist,
a mugging was apparently thwarted in Central Park today by an angel.
Eyewitnesses claim a winged man flew down from the sky,
capturing the alleged thief.
His wings were beautiful and he was so handsome.
[reporter 2] And so, Dr. Johnson, you're saying these angel reports
are just another kind of UFO sighting?
[Johnson] Yes. Stories like this quickly take on a life of their own,
growing more exaggerated with each telling.
Soon you find otherwise rational people seeing and believing very irrational things.
Repent!
[McCoy] "Be not forgetful to entertain strangers,
for thereby some have entertained angels unawares."
-Shakespeare? -The Bible.
Ah, indeed. Although I don't believe this angel is of the heavenly variety.
What, you think he's some kind of demon?
Yeah, right.
"There are more things in heaven and Earth, Horatio,
than are dreamt of in your philosophy."
-Now, that's Shakespeare. -Mm-hm.
No, Scott. I'm saying that if Cerebro weren't still being repaired,
we would certainly have gotten a reading on this "angel" by now.
I fear his activities will alert the public to the existence of mutants.
Someone should go to the city. Perhaps we could recruit him.
Yeah, we could go! I mean, you know, Scott and I.
-I'm going nuts just sitting around here. -All right.
Hank, could you compile a list of all the angel sightings
with witnesses, addresses, that sort of thing?
That should give these two a place to start.
Yes!
[pensive music playing]
[inaudible dialogue]
Mmm. This hits the spot.
-My hands are freezing. -This angel guy sounds pretty cool.
Yeah, but I think the chances of finding him are pretty slim.
I know, but at least we got out of the Institute.
Hey, let's do something fun while we're here.
-What do you say? -Okay, sure. What did you have in mind?
Well, I saw this cool music store on Fifth Avenue,
and you do still owe me a gift.
Okay, that'll do for starters.
Although shopping isn't exactly my idea of fun.
-Rogue. -Yes?
These people we talked to today, they really believe this angel is for real.
Do you think...? I mean, is it possible that--?
Come on! You don't think-- You do.
Oh, wow.
Wow. Um.
Scott, I'm sorry. I didn't mean...
Yeah, you're right.
When I was a kid, after the plane crash, I thought I'd lost everything:
My parents, my brother. I just couldn't deal with it, you know?
So I believed for a long time that Alex must be out there somewhere
with a guardian angel looking out for him.
And after a while, I finally grew up.
But when we found Alex again after all these years,
I kind of wonder if maybe somebody was looking out for us after all.
[ominous music playing]
[tires screech]
[yells]
[woman screams]
Mom!
Help!
I've got you, honey. Give me your hand.
[suspenseful music playing]
[people chattering]
Mr. Angel?
[screaming]
-Haley! -No!
[coughing and gasping]
[dramatic music playing]
It's his fault. He knocked the girl into the river.
-I saw him. -[man] Yeah, I did too.
This guy's no angel. He's just some kind of freak!
[all shouting indistinctly]
Yeah, those wings aren't real, are they?
[siren wailing]
No, stop! Get back!
Did you see the news tonight?
They actually had pictures of the angel at that accident on the Brooklyn Bridge.
I know. Can you believe it? He's for real!
Or else it's some incredible hoax.
We'll take good care of her. Please, come with me now.
-[EKG beeping] -[sobbing]
[poignant music playing]
[lock clicks]
-I'm sorry, you've just missed her parents. -Do you know where we can reach them?
It's very important.
I believe they said something about praying at their church.
Scott, it's him!
Wait! We just want to talk to you!
[dramatic music playing]
[poignant music playing]
Huh? [gasps]
-Who are you? -Someone like you.
What do you mean?
Someone who used to be confused about what he'd become.
Someone living in fear and self-pity,
wondering whether he's been cursed or blessed.
Listen, I don't know what you're selling, but I'm not buying.
Do you realize what a wonderful gift you have?
You can fly.
You can do what everyone else dreams about.
And yet you live alone, hiding in shame.
-It needn't be so. -I'm learning to deal with it.
You think that by helping a few pathetic people,
they will learn to accept you?
You saw how quickly they turned on you today.
Do you want to live in fear for the rest of your life?
-No, but-- -There are others like us, Warren.
I want you to meet them.
What, some sort of club for weirdoes and freaks?
I don't think so.
[ominous music playing]
What is this?
This could have been easy.
Regrettably, you've chosen to make it hard.
[yells]
[Magneto grunts]
Scott, he's falling!
Are you all right? Hold still, I'll help you with that.
Now we know Magneto's still in business.
Who are you people?
-[Magneto] You fools! -[gasping]
Have you learned nothing?
[Magneto yells]
[dramatic music playing]
A simple "thank you" would have been nice.
Angel, let him go!
[yelling]
[Magneto grunts]
[grunting]
[dramatic music playing]
[grunts]
[Rogue yells]
I think you really are an angel.
I hope she'll be all right.
-I didn't mean to-- -You don't need to explain, Warren.
Listen, from what we've heard, a lot of people owe you their lives.
Yeah, including me.
So this Xavier Institute of yours,
what makes it any different from Magneto's pitch?
I mean, suddenly it seems like everybody wants me to join their organization.
No, it's not like that at all. Believe me, we're nothing like Magneto.
Yeah, he's on a total power trip.
We're just trying to fit in and make good use of our abilities.
But we've learned that we've gotta be careful
because most people just aren't ready to deal with us yet.
Yeah, tell me about it.
And with Magneto still out there, you really should lay low for a while anyway.
Just come with us and meet Professor Xavier.
Check out what we do and see what you think.
Haley's awake. She's gonna be all right.
You can see her now.
[upbeat music playing]
-Do you think he'll come with us? -No.
I saw him again. In my dreams.
-Saw who, sweetheart? -My angel.
He came to see me.
[soulful music playing]
-[holiday music playing] -[bells ringing]
[theme music playing]