Character: Charles Xavier (Professor X)

You Know, Logan. It was without a doubt the best night in a very long time. I don't deserve this. I do this kind of thing, something indescribable. I remembered what happened in Westchester. Then, because I suffered a lot of people. Only today I realized this. You didn't tell me. After all, we always just ran from it. I think I finally understand you.

No one should have to live like this, stoned in the fucking tank!

- Fucking autopure...
Quietly, Logan. Watch your language.
- It is possible to release people's guts and bad words to hear not?

- Logan...
I don't want to talk about it. I don't want to hear about it.
Logan.
- Enough!
I want to use the toilet.

- Careful, before you a man who for many years headed the school, huh, Charles?
- Yes, Yes, it was such a special school.
- Mmmm, excellent definition.
- It is there.
- Yes, but I was kicked out several times.
- I would say that you were a good student, but afraid to choke.

Let's be like all the blame for the troubles of others.

- What is it?
- Do you know. The injections weaken the seizures, the pills do not allow them to happen again. Blow on them for safety.
- Fuck you, Logan.
- That, I remember who I am?
- I always know who you are. It's just that sometimes I don't recognize you.

- Listen to me, inhabitants of this world. It's a message every man, woman, and mutant of this world. You've lost your way. But I'm back. It's the day of judgment. All your buildings, your towers and temples will fall. You can't stop what's coming. This message only one purpose: let the strongest among you - those who has the most power...
- ... The earth will be yours.
- ... defend those who are weak. This is my message to the world.

- Charles?
- Buddy, Hey. I feel for you. I feel your pain... and your loss.
- Do you think you know how I feel? You will not look back...
- What happened to them, terrible mistake, but come back to us - I can help you.
- Help me?
- Think about his wife, daughter... whatever they wanted...
- They wanted to live! I tried to do it your way, Charles. I tried to be the same as they are. To live like them. But it always ended the same way - I have selected all. Now we take from them all.

Mutants are born with the extraordinary and supernatural abilities. However, they are like children stumbling around in the dark and need support. The gift can be a curse. Give people wings and they rush to meet the hot Sun. Give them a prophetic power - and they will live in fear of the future. Give them the greatest gift - and they will assume that they are meant to rule the world.