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                                  LOGAN
                      
   
                         
                                 Story by

                               James Mangold


                         
                                 Written by

                 Scott Frank, James Mangold & Michael Green
                         
                         
                         
                         
                             FINAL SHOOTING DRAFT - August 23, 2016
                         



          AN LCD BILLBOARD WITH DEFECTIVE PIXELS
                         
          A BEAUTIFUL COUPLE dance on a giant can of a Red-Bull-like
          drink-- HYPNO! The label morphs to different flavors.
                         
          EXT. A VACANT LOT -- NIGHT
                         
          Colored light from the billboard flickers over a bullet
          riddled sign: ROUTE 85. U.S. BORDER, EL PASO, TEXAS.
                         
          Beneath the sign is a LONG BLACK LIMOUSINE.
                         
          Cars whip past on the highway. Then A VAN passes, blasting
          some future version of Techno Latino Hip Hop. A SQUEAL OF
          TIRES OS. Now the music gets louder as the van returns,
          cruising slowly past the black limo before pulling into the
          lot. Five Bangers bail out and check out the black stretch.
                         
          The limo doors are locked, windows tinted, so they can't see
          what's inside, but they check out the tires and wheels and
          like what they see. With the speed of a pit crew, they open
          the back of the van and out come TOOLS AND A JACK.
                         
          INT. LIMO -- SAME
                         
          We move over the back bench, past empty bottles, fast food
          wrappers as A SLEEPING MAN'S FACE ratchets into frame.
          He opens his red eyes.
                         
          The man is LOGAN aka The Wolverine or more accurately, Drunk
          Wolverine. He blinks, dazed, feeling the car lurching upward.
          Older than we've seen him, he clutches a Tequila bottle.
                         
          EXT. LIMO -- EL PASO HIGHWAY TURNOUT - NIGHT
                         
          As the back door opens, the tequila bottle drops to the dirt
          and A BOOTED LEG STEPS OUT.
                         
          Logan shuffles, stiff, to the other side of the stretch where
          the Bangers work, removing wheels, lit by colored light.
                         
                                             LOGAN
                    ...Uh. Please stop, guys. Those,..
                    those are chrome plated lugs.
                         
          They all five turn. Some pull guns on the drunk limo driver.
          He just keeps talking, slurring some...
                         
                                             LOGAN (CONT'D)
                    you're gonna strip `em. Plating
                    flakes off, you know...
                         
          A Jittery Banger cocks his shotgun.
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                                  2.
                         
                         
                                               LOGAN (CONT'D)
                      It's a lease, you know, and no one
                      wants to pay to ride in a--
                         
            -- THE JITTERY BANGER FIRES. Blows Logan right off his feet.
                         
                                                LOGAN (CONT'D)
                      Fuck.
                         
            Now might be a good time to talk about "fights" described in
            the next 100 or so pages. Basically, if you're on the make
            for a hyper choreographed, gravity defying, city-block
            destroying, CG fuckathon, this ain't your movie.
                         
            In this flick, people will get hurt or killed when shit falls
            on them. They will get just as hurt or just as killed if they
            get hit with something big and heavy like, say, a car. Should
            anyone in our story have the misfortune to fall off a roof or
            out a window, they won't bounce. They will die.
                         
            As for our hero with his so-called eternal life and healing.
            Well, he's older now. If you keep reading, you'll discover
            Logan's about to get his ass kicked. But before we get to
            that, we should make it clear his abilities ain't what they
            were. Yes, he's a drunk, but he's also fading on the inside.
            Adamantium implants leeching into his system, causing chronic
            pain and diminished healing, hence booze as painkiller.
                         
            So by all means, go ahead and worry about him.
            Now where were we? Oh, yeah--
                         
            As the smoke settles, a CROWBAR-toting Banger angrily chews
            out Jitters in Spanish for firing. The others resume their
            work... none aware of Logan slowly getting up, till --
                         
                                                LOGAN (CONT'D)
                      Guys... seriously...
                          (gets to his feet)
                      You don't wanna do this.
                         
            The Bangers react to Logan with bafflement. Ad-lib Spanish
            reactions, nervous chuckles --
                         
            CROWBAR presses down JITTER'S gun as he moves to Logan.
                         
            We hear a familiar SNIKT! as claws slowly extend from one of
            Logan's hands, then mostly extend from the other. Logan is
            still frowning at his bad hand when--
                         
            CROWBAR THWACKS HIS SKULL. A metallic ring.
                         
            Off balance and pissed, Logan swings at them as they
            converge, but he's drunk and soon they are pounding him with
            knives and guns and fists and a torque wrench.
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                                    3.
                         
                         
            He tries his best to keep them from the limo, catches one
            guy's bat an inch before it would dent the car.
                         
            Another one of them shoots in that direction, but Logan puts
            himself in front of the bullet. The pain from that little
            move stops him long enough for them to resume the pummeling.
                         
            Suddenly, Logan's eyes go yellow, pupils dilating. He lets
            out a long, loud yell. Fury rockets up in him, like cocaine.
                         
            HE STANDS AND RAMS HIS CLAWS INTO CROWBAR and kicks another
            Banger into the back of the open van. Yet another runs at
            Logan only to get gored in the neck and tossed. This is real
            work for Logan, not easy. And it is fueled by rage.
                         
            Jitters again raises his sawed-off, he will nail the car for
            sure, but Logan slices off his arm above the elbow.
                         
            Sadly for Logan, the hand, while disconnected from the body
            it once belonged to, is still holding the gun. So, as it hits
            the dirt, the gun goes off, putting several pellet-sized
            holes in the door of the limo.
                         
            This, more than anything else, doubles Logan anger--
                         
                                                 LOGAN (CONT'D)
                                     MOTHERF--
                         
            WHO GETS HIT ONCE MORE --and then goes after the last banger
            who, seeing he had his chance, leaps into the van and spins
            out of the lot, his wounded compadre in back, spilling onto
            the dirt as the van bounces back onto the road.
                         
            Logan picks up his keys, some loose change and a single
            silver bullet. He stands, staring at the holes in his
            otherwise pristine stretch as RAIN BEGINS TO FALL.
                         
            He sucks in deep breaths, forcing himself to regain control.
            His eyes return to normalcy. A PHONE VIBRATES OS. Logan takes
            out his, looks at it (he's got a fare), kicks the jack from
            the under the chassis.
                         
            WE CRANE UP as Logan starts up the stretch and makes a loop
            in the lot, taking care to run over the three remaining
            Bangers before laying rubber onto the highway...
                         
            MAIN TITLES BEGIN:
                         
                                CALL-IN GUEST (O.S.)
                      Everyone's asleep, Burt. Sleep-
                      walking! Hostages! No one cares!
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                                    4.
                         
                         
            INT./EXT. LIMO - EL PASO STREETS - NIGHT
                         
            LOGAN cruises the wet El Paso streets. LCD Billboards for
            chemically enhanced life. Gang graffiti on self-driving
            buses. A kaleidoscope of moments, dark and mundane.
                         
                                 CALL IN GUEST
                       You can't see the connection? Tween
                       the ice caps, pornographers, debt,
                       mutants, poisoned water, it's all-­
                         
            Colored lights play against A TAXI & LIMO ID. Logan's photo
            over the name: "JAMES HOWLETT"
                         
                                 CALL IN HOST
                       Clyde, its 2026! We're talkin `bout
                       a hostage crisis and you're talkin'
                       mutants? That's history, pal. Trey
                       in Galveston, you're on!
                         
            A beat throbs through the partition. Logan's eyes flick to--
                         
            FOUR INEBRIATED PROM BOYS in back, in pastel tuxes. Three of
            them stand on the bench looking out the sunroof. They howl
            and shout, "rapping" with the now blasting music, waving to
            rain-soaked Hispanics at a HEAVILY GUARDED BORDER GATE.
                         
            CLOSE-- LOGAN as he endures the torture, jaw clenched, brake
            lights on his face as WE CUT TO :
                         
            EXT. EL PASO GAS STATION -- EARLIER
                         
            Wet and bullet-riddled from the altercation with the Bangers,
            Logan grabs a "back-up" suit from the trunk. He holds it up,
            not in the best shape, but will have to do.
                         
            BACK TO:   INT./EXT. LIMO -- PROM CAR -- EL PASO STREETS
                         
            THE PROM TEENS in the back suck vape sticks and laugh. Two
            get it on. One pitches forward and yells over the music.
                         
                                                TEEN
                       Yo, Driver, you got any Bang in
                       this whip?!
                         
            Logan pretends he can't hear. Instead, his gaze shifts to his
            passenger visor, and what's tucked there:
                         
            A PAGE FROM A SPANISH PENNY SAVER -- a USED 70 FT. SUNSEEKER
            docked in the Gulf of Mexico, LA SERENATA painted on its
            transom. Scrawled below: "Asking $60K."
                         
            Logan stares hard at the image of the boat. Takes a centering
            breath -- when the TEEN BEGINS KNOCKING on the partition.
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                                   5.
                         
                         
                                               TEEN (CONT'D)
                      Yo - Driver!
                         
                                               OTHER TEEN
                      `Bitch is deaf.
                         
            INT. EL PASO GAS STATION -- EARLIER
                         
            Logan cleans up at the sink. Allows a couple slugs to pop
            from his (slowly healing) wounds as he changes into a clean
            suit. Looks at himself in the mirror. HIS PHONE BUZZES.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      Back to work, old man.
                         
            EXT. PLAZA THEATER / ARENA EL PASO - NIGHT
                         
            Logan waits with other drivers as muffled off screen
            "hallelujahs!" ring out O.S. He looks at a large screen TV
            where the crowd can be seen, hands raised, praising God.
            Everywhere are similar words in a "trademarked" design--
                         
            "You are God's plan!" "We are God's plan!"
            "Be Part of God's plan!" "His plan!"
                         
            Then Logan notices, across the street--
                         
            A FIAT WITH MEXICAN PLATES AND A BAD HEADLIGHT DOUBLE PARKED.
            The driver, a Woman inside watching him. A child in back in a
            red jacket watches him too.
                         
            INT./EXT. LIMO - EL PASO STREETS - LATER - NIGHT
                         
            AN OLD LADY and her HUSBAND, both in failing health, ride,
            clinging to "God's Plan" Merchandise. The Old Lady looks out
            the window at the lost souls on the street.
                         
                                               OLD LADY
                      Shouldn't we lock the doors?
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      They're locked, ma'am.
                         
            Logan watches as her husband takes her hand. Then, Logan
            notices-- THE FIAT WITH MEXICAN PLATES. He makes a quick
            turn, the old folks sliding to one side. He's lost them.
                         
            EXT. EL PASO CEMETERY GROUNDS - DAWN
                         
            Logan in f.g., tossing out some trash as A PASTOR speaks to a
            grieving assemblage over a grave.
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                                 6.
                         
                         
            Returning to his limo, Logan watches THE BEREAVED FAMILY,
            drawn in spite of himself: how they mourn the loss of their
            own, how they console each other--
                         
                                                VOICE
                      Logan.
                         
            He turns to face A DISHEVELED HISPANIC WOMAN, 35. She stands
            about twenty paces from THE BATTERED FIAT WITH ONE HEADLIGHT,
            wipers on. Logan eyes the woman, wild-eyed, dirty raincoat,
            gets a big whiff of "crazy."
                         
                                               HISPANIC WOMAN
                      ...I knew it was you.
                         
            Logan moves past her, heads for his limo in line with others.
                         
                                HISPANIC WOMAN (CONT'D)
                      Please. I'm in trouble. You're the
                      only one who can help.
                         
            Logan looks at her as THE MOURNERS (his clients) come down
            the hill toward the line of black vehicles.
                         
                                HISPANIC WOMAN (CONT'D)
                      I need a hero.
                         
            Logan laughs as he pulls an umbrella from his trunk.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      Don't we all.
                         
            He turns to his clients, holding the umbrella over a sobbing
            widow, escorting her to the door of his limo. The Hispanic
            woman just stands there, rain soaking her.
                         
                                                HISPANIC WOMAN
                                         (IN SPANISH)
                      What the hell happened to you?!
                      What are you hiding from?!
                         
            As Logan falls behind the wheel, he checks his clients in the
            rear view and that's when there is a sudden screech--
                         
            THE FIAT makes a fast U-turn, nearly sideswiping him. And as
            it swerves away, Logan glimpses THE FIGURE in the back
            window. THE DARK-HAIRED GIRL IN A RED SLICKER, face a blur.
                         
            EXT. EL PASO HOSPITAL -- MORNING
                         
            WIDE AS-- Logan pulls his stretch into a spot at A HOSPITAL
            EMERGENCY ROOM ENTRANCE. He hurries through the rain, meeting
            A LARGE MAN IN ORDERLY SCRUBS, smoking a vape under a canopy.
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                                    7.
                         
                         
            The two talk for a moment, Logan hands the man cash and the
            man toys with handing Logan a bag, pulls it away, demanding
            more money. They argue.
                         
            REVERSE TO REVEAL-- A MAN IN A JEEP, WATCHING through the
            rain, HIS METAL HAND ON THE WHEEL.
                         
            INT. LOGAN'S LIMO -- OUTSIDE HOSPITAL -- MOMENTS LATER
                         
            Logan, now carrying the bag, hurries through the rain to his
            Limo. He climbs inside starts it up but is startled by the
            back door opening and closing. Logan spins to face --
                         
            A SMILING MAN in the back of his stretch. This is Donald
            Pierce, 35. A southern boy, smooth and playful.
                         
                                               PIERCE
                      As I live and breathe. The
                      Wolverine. And he's a junkie now.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      Who the fuck are you?
                         
                                                PIERCE
                      Y'know, you got some buckshot in
                      your door.
                          (plays with the liquor
                           bottles in back)
                      I heard you were in Phoenix.
                      Food's better there by the way. But
                      then, last night, some friends in
                      Texas H-P called, told me they
                      found three dead cholos in a
                      pullout out on 54. Not unusual,
                      except one was missing a hand.
                      Another a leg. Multiple parallel
                      lacerations. Slashes, femoral,
                      thoracic. So, they're thinking it
                      was either an escaped Tiger or
                      Freddy Krueger... but neither of
                      those can drive, one being
                      fictional the other extinct. And
                      since the wheel lugs they found
                      belong to a `24 Gauntlet--
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      Get out. Now.
                         
                                                PIERCE
                      Has she found you yet? ...Gabriela?
                          (off Logan's blank look)
                      See, I'm not looking for you,
                      mutey. Not really. I'm looking for
                      someone who's looking for you.
                                                (MORE)
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                                 8.
                         
                                                PIERCE (CONT'D)
                                         (THEN)
                      She took something of mine.
                      Something for which I am
                      responsible. When I wasn't looking.
                      Mexican lady. Long hair, long legs,
                      Long gone. Has her sights on you.
                          (off Logan's glare)
                      No bells?
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      I don't know any Gabriela.
                      So get the fuck out.
                         
            Pierce just smiles, unfazed, then shifts his gaze to Logan's
            bag of pills. Peering in, quasi-conspiratorial:
                         
                                               PIERCE
                      I know what you're hiding, amigo.
                      Cue ball south of the border?
                         
            Logan tenses, says nothing.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      What do you want?
                         
                                               PIERCE
                      A little ...cooperation.
                         
            Flicks a business card.
                         
                                               PIERCE (CONT'D)
                      If she does find you.
                         
            Then Pierce exits. Crosses in the rain to a Custom Ram Truck,
            Logan looks to the card:
                         
                          DONALD PIERCE -- CHIEF OF SECURITY
                      TRANSIGEN RESEARCH, A DIVISION OF ALKALI
                         
            EXT. CORDOVA BRIDGE - BORDER - MORNING
                         
            A HUGE FUCKING WALL. "YOU ARE NOW LEAVING THE UNITED STATES"
            says the sign mounted on top of it. Brown muted light pushes
            through the haze over the factories on the Mexican side.
                         
            An agitated Logan in border traffic, talking on his phone as
            he eyes the CAMERAS watching him:
                         
                                                LOGAN
                      Mr. Espiranza, yes, I know I said
                      June, but I want the boat now. Yes.
                      Why does that mean the price go up?
                                         (FRUSTRATED)
                                                (MORE)
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                                    9.
                         
                                               LOGAN (CONT'D)
                      Yes, I know you wanted seventy, but
                      I am telling you I have 45 cash
                      now. Just bring it to port in Baja.
                         
            The seller HANGS UP. Logan sighs. Logan squints at the Penny
            Saver on his seat, a listing for a Sunseeker circled when a
            CAR HORN blares. Logan inches forward moving past--
                         
            A semi pulling A LIVESTOCK TRAILER loaded with sad looking
            horses. EL RIO MEATS painted on the side.
                         
            A BORDER AGENT nods cheerfully at Logan, recognizing him.
            Waves him on. And that's when we see --
                         
            THE WOMAN FROM THE CEMETERY (GABRIELA) WATCHING HIM FROM
            BEHIND THE WHEEL OF HER FIAT. At a distance. She considers
            following him, then swings her car around.
                         
            EXT. CIUDAD JUAREZ - HIGHWAY 45 -- MORNING
                         
            Logan drives through littered Mexican streets. Cinderblock
            structures pocked with bullet holes, metal shutters pulled.
                         
            He merges onto Highway 45, heading for the desert.
                         
            EXT. ABANDONED SMELTING PLANT - DAY
                         
            A vista of dirt, bisected by train tracks and fence. Logan
            slows as he approaches A GATE. Beyond the gate, AN ABANDONED
            SMELTING PLANT. Logan exits, pulls keys, unlocks the gate.
                         
            A CART WITH A PROPANE TANK STOPS as the limo comes up the
            road. Camera reveals the cart is pushed by A TALL MAN in a
            wide hat, sunglasses and gloves. He wipes his ghost-pale
            brow. This is CALIBAN, an albino mutant in his 60's with more
            than a passing resemblance to Edvard Munch's THE SCREAM.
                         
            INT. SMELTING PLANT -- "KITCHEN" - DAY
                         
            THE WINDOWS ARE PAPERED TO KEEP OUT SUNLIGHT. Caliban,
            glasses, hat and gloves off, prepares a tray of food as Logan
            enters. From somewhere, the sound of AN OLD MAN SHOUTING.
                         
                                               CALIBAN
                      He's having a bad day.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      They're all bad days.
                         
            Logan tosses Caliban the bag. He peers in. Logan crosses to
            find something to eat.
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                                   10.
                         
                         
                                               CALIBAN
                      He needed these six hours ago.
                      This is not enough, you know. It
                      won't last through the week.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      I'm working on it.
                         
            Caliban puts the bag of meds back in Logan's hand.
                         
                                                  CALIBAN
                      Your turn.
                         
            Logan sighs and crosses toward a cabinet.
                         
                                               CALIBAN (CONT'D)
                      You know, he told me last night
                      he's communicating with someone.
                         
            Caliban follows. The old man's voice getting louder.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      He's not talking with anybody.
                         
                                               CALIBAN
                      Don't be so sure. He had all these
                      details. I thought that tank was
                      supposed to provide some sort of
                      barrier. It's got all these cracks
                      in it. What good is that?
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      Please stop.
                         
            Moving down a corridor, Logan opens a cabinet beside AN
            EXTERIOR DOOR. Pulls out a box of SYRINGE KITS and restocks
            the pills and a vial of liquid from the bag. Loads a syringe.
                         
                                               CALIBAN
                      He's been asking questions again.
                      He's trying to read my mind.
                         
                                                LOGAN
                                         (RE: MEDS)
                      That's what these are for.
                         
            Logan swings open the door and Caliban dodges the sudden
            blast of sunlight as--
                         
            EXT. ABANDONED SMELTING PLANT -- DAY
                         
            Logan crosses beneath a catwalk toward A HUGE ROUND PLATED
            TANK pitched over on its side. The old man's voice getting
            louder. He spins open the hatch and steps inside--
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                                 11.
                         
                         
            INT. HUGE PLATED TANK -- CONTINUOUS
                         
            Logan enters the space and find himself facing, AN OLD MAN IN
            A WHEELCHAIR making circles around mattress. CHARLES XAVIER
            in his 90s. Bearded, tufts of white on his pate. A small
            radio plays music with alligator clips to a car battery.
                         
                                               CHARLES
                      Friends, I have Good News today!
                      It's not about what you do. It's
                      not about your deeds. You can't
                      live up to his rules. God knows you
                      can't. That's OK! We're imperfect!
                         
            Logan steps over a dumped tray of food, approaches Charles
            with the meds. Charles swings his chair around him.
                         
                                               CHARLES (CONT'D)
                      Make way, sir.
                         
            Logan steps into his path and Charles stops.
                         
                                               CHARLES (CONT'D)
                      I said make way.
                         
                                                LOGAN
                      No.
                         
                                                CHARLES
                      The new Quesalupa from Taco Bell.
                      Get it with chicken, get it with
                      steak. But with cheese baked right
                      in the shell it's the next big--
                                         (BEAT)
                      Who are you?
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      You know who I am.
                         
                                                CHARLES
                          (sees the syringe)
                      The man who puts me to sleep.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      We could both use some sleep.
                         
            Logan proceeds to roll up Charles' sleeve, but Charles
            resists and they struggle for control of the needle--
                         
                                               LOGAN (CONT'D)
                      Charles, you're making this--
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                                12.
                         
                         
            Charles lunges for the needle and as Logan pulls it away,
            CHARLES FALLS OUT OF THE CHAIR to the floor. He looks up at
            Logan, enraged. A RINGING SOUND begins to rise...
                         
                                               CHARLES
                      What are you fucking doing to me!?
                         
            A tremor suddenly shakes Charles' body. And now Logan is hit
            with a PSIONIC BLAST. THE RINGING LOUD AND UNBEARABLE, like a
            fork scraping his brain. Charles eyes are now blood red.
                         
            EXT. SMELTING PLANT FUEL TANK - DAY
                         
            Caliban, headed back to the kitchen, suddenly fights a kind
            of induced paralysis, struggling to move, breathe--
                         
            INT. SMELTING PLANT FUEL TANK - DAY
                         
            Logan, pushing through the pain, pulls out the syringe and
            INJECTS Charles. The medication immediately takes effect,
            subduing the wave.
                         
            EXT. SMELTING PLANT FUEL TANK - DAY
                         
            Caliban is released as well, gulping for air.
                         
            INT. SMELTING PLANT FUEL TANK - DAY
                         
            Charles lies still, staring up at Logan who shakes off the
            effects of the wave, the ringing fading. He reaches down and
            picks up the disoriented old man--
                         
                                               CHARLES
                      How long have I been here?
                         
            Logan carries him to the bed and sets him down. Charles looks
            around, in tears. Logan doesn't answer, dumps two pills into
            his palm which he transfers to Charles' hand.
                         
                                               CHARLES (CONT'D)
                      What are these?
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      You remember what they are. The
                      shots mellow the seizures, the
                      pills keep them from happening.
                         
            Charles stares at the pills.
                         
                                                LOGAN (CONT'D)
                      How `bout you blow on them to make
                      them safe.
                         
            Charles looks up at Logan.
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                                13.
                         
                         
                                               CHARLES
                      Fuck off, Logan.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      So you know who I am now.
                         
                                               CHARLES
                      I always know who you are.
                      Sometimes I just don't recognize you.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      Take the pills.
                         
            Charles pops them in his mouth, swallows them. Logan starts
            to clean up the spilled dinner.
                         
                                                CHARLES
                                         (MUTTERS)
                      ...you leave me alone with that
                      fucking Albino... he won't listen
                      to me. I know a damn speciation
                      when I see one.
                         
                                                LOGAN
                      A what?
                         
                                                CHARLES
                      A speciation.
                                         (THEN)
                      A new mutant. A young one.
                      There are forces trying to kill
                      them! They need help!
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      Too bad you're not in that business
                      anymore.
                         
                                                CHARLES
                      They want your help, not mine.
                          (off Logan's look)
                      Oh, yes. That's how fucking stupid
                      they are. They're waiting for you.
                      At the Statue of Liberty.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      The Statue of Liberty was a long
                      time ago, Charles. A long time.
                         
            Logan crosses to the old man. Takes in the worry on his face.
                         
                                               LOGAN (CONT'D)
                      There are no new mutants. Hasn't
                      been a new one born in twenty-five
                      years. Not anywhere.
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                                  14.
                         
                         
            Charles looks off. The drugs mercifully tugging at him.
                         
                                               CHARLES
                      Impossible.
                         
            Logan pulls the quilt over the old man.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      You always thought we were part of
                      God's Plan. Maybe we were just
                      God's mistake.
                         
            Charles touches Logan's face. A tender moment until--
                         
                                               CHARLES
                      What a disappointment you are.
                         
            Logan takes this in. Stung.
                         
                                               CHARLES (CONT'D)
                      When I found you, you were pursuing
                      a career as a "cage fighter".
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      I'm not in the mood for bedtime--
                         
                                                CHARLES
                      A warm capper to life as an
                      assassin, hooked on barbiturates.
                          (smiles, dark)
                      You were an animal, but we took you
                      in. I gave you a family.
                         
                                                LOGAN
                                         (DARKENS)
                      They're gone now.
                         
                                               CHARLES
                      What did you do?
                         
            Logan eyes him a hard beat, then turns to go.
                         
                                               CHARLES (CONT'D)
                      Answer me! Why are we here?
                         
            But Logan ignores him, moving for the hatch.
                         
                                               CHARLES (CONT'D)
                      No one should have to live this
                      way! Drugged! In a fucking tank!
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      It's for your own good.
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                                15.
                         
                         
                                                CHARLES
                      No. NO it's NOT! You're waiting for
                      me to die!
                         
            EXT. SMELTING PLANT FUEL TANK -- CONTINUOUS
                         
            Logan spins the hatch wheel, entombing the old man.
            He walks away as the yelling continues.
                         
                                CHARLES (O.S.)
                      Drink new Hypno Plus! Fortified
                      with seven nutrients and Extacine
                      5, for energy and vitality!
                         
            INT. LOGAN'S BEDROOM -- SMELTING PLANT -- LATE DAY
                         
            A SERIES OF SHOTS-- Logan on his back, unable to sleep, the
            sun hitting his face through a soot covered window as he
            stares hard at the Penny Saver boat listings: La Serenata.
                         
            He tosses the Pennysaver. Paces like a panther. Shirtless,
            scarred. He stops, looks at his right hand, flexes it, stiff,
            arthritic, knuckles swollen, the slits moist.
                         
            He forces his claws out. They come slow. Painfully. Middle
            one lagging. He grabs the middle claw with his other hand and
            pulls it hard, slicing into his palm, blood flowing.
                         
            EXT. SMELTING PLANT -- SUNSET
                         
            Stumbling in fading light, his palm wrapped with a rag, Logan
            drinks from a bottle and stares at the fading light as he
            hears Charles calling his name in the great pitched tank.
                         
            INT. LOCKER ROOM SHOWER - SMELTING PLANT - NIGHT
                         
            Logan lets the water run over his scars and swollen joints.
            Bullet wounds are closed but still visible.
                         
            INT. LOGAN'S BEDROOM - SMELTING PLANT - NIGHT
                         
            Logan dresses in his chauffeur blacks. His hand shakes making
            it hard to button his shirt.
                         
            INT. SMELTING PLANT KITCHEN - NIGHT
                         
            Logan enters, finds Caliban sorting laundry... Logan pours
            himself a coffee, falls in a chair.
                         
                                               CALIBAN
                      I don't want to fight but we need
                      to talk about these things. There
                      are things.
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                                   16.
                         
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      What things.
                         
                                               CALIBAN
                      Well. Would it be considered
                      nagging if repeated my observation
                      that the dose is too low. To
                      suppress the seizures.
                         
            He shakes a near an empty pill bottle and puts it on the
            table. Logan examines it.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      It's what the guy gave me. I wasn't
                      in a position to make demands.
                         
                                               CALIBAN
                      I almost died this morning. That
                      seizure was a--
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      It wasn't even a minute.
                         
                                               CALIBAN
                      It felt a lot longer than a minute.
                      I couldn't breathe. I was in a
                      terrible state. You're less
                      affected, Logan-- Please don't give
                      me that look. You know he needs a
                      higher dose. And I know you've got
                      more money squirreled away.
                         
            A red light blinks on the loading dock. Logan glares at
            Caliban as a rumble rises.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      That money's to get us out of here.
                         
                                               CALIBAN
                      No. Not us. You and him. You're
                      saving up for a bloody Sunseeker. I
                      don't see myself hiding below deck
                      like Nosferatu, doing laundry, do
                      you? ...Folding your underwear.
                      Making pigs in a blanket.
                         
            Out another window we see-- A FREIGHT TRAIN PASSES.
                         
            Caliban crosses with his tea, holding something.
                         
                                               CALIBAN (CONT'D)
                      This was in your pocket.
                         
            Caliban sniffs a gleaming bullet, sets it down.
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                                17.
                         
                         
                                               CALIBAN (CONT'D)
                      Adamantium.
                         
            Logan snatches it. Looks at Caliban. Don't go here.
                         
                                               CALIBAN (CONT'D)
                      If you're thinking of blowing your
                      brains out, please wait till you're
                      out on the high seas. Thanks.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      I don't need this right now.
                         
                                                CALIBAN
                      A year ago, you asked me to help
                      you. And God knows I try but I
                      can't help you, not really, if you
                      don't talk to me. I hear you at
                      night. You aren't sleeping. You
                      don't want to talk about that. Or
                      the booze you're drinking or the
                      pus you keep wiping from your
                      knuckles or the blood I wash from
                      your clothes or those brand new
                      holes in your chest, that haven't
                      healed. And I very much doubt you
                      want to talk about the fact that
                      you can't read the label on the
                      side of that bottle.
                          (re: the vial)
                      It's Ibuprofen.
                         
            Logan stares at the bottle, humiliated. Suddenly, he kicks
            back his chair and, off Caliban's nervous expression, slaps
            his cup out of his hands. It shatters.
                         
                                               CALIBAN (CONT'D)
                      That was my favorite mug.
                         
            Logan crosses to his coat.
                         
                                               CALIBAN (CONT'D)
                      Something's happening to you,
                      Logan. On the inside. I can smell
                      it. You're sick.
                         
            Logan moves toward the exit, eyes aflame.
                         
                                                CALIBAN (CONT'D)
                      You're supposed to be leading us
                      somewhere.
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                                 18.
                         
                         
            INT. / EXT. LIMO / EL PASO HIGHWAY -- NIGHT
                         
            Music blasts. Logan drives five bawdy bridesmaids. They laugh
            and shout. One grins at him, FLASHES HIM as he pulls into
            their destination. Logan hustles outside, holding the door as
            they start to stumble out pushing tips as him. That's when--
                         
            HIS PHONE BUZZES-- Logan squints at what looks like a new
            fare as the last bridesmaid exits. He reaches in his coat and
            pulls out READING GLASSES (A Walgreens tag still on them.)
                         
            The address on the phone -- 3300 Marquez.
                         
            EXT. LIBERTY MOTEL -- NIGHT
                         
            Logan pulls his limo into a lot fronting a small twentieth
            century motel next to the freeway. 3300 Marquez. A neon
            STATUE OF LIBERTY looms overhead.
                         
            Logan gets out of the car and takes in the sign.
                         
            He looks to the OFFICE and sees A WOMAN, (THE MANAGER) a big
            lady, tinted hair, thinning, in flip flops, smoking a vape.
            Logan hears a BOUNCE BOUNCE BOUNCE and turns to see...
                         
            THE GIRL IN THE RAIN SLICKER.
                         
            As he walks into the courtyard, he can see that she is brown
            skinned, dark-eyed, staring at him, standing by THE FIAT WITH
            THE BROKEN LIGHT, calmly bouncing a ball. Once in a while she
            bounces it off the side of the motel, catching it crisply.
                         
                                               WOMAN'S VOICE
                      Senor Logan.
                         
            Logan turns and sees THE HISPANIC WOMAN FROM THE GRAVEYARD
            standing in the door of one of the rooms, holding a suitcase.
                         
                                                  LOGAN
                      Oh, Jesus.
                         
                                               WOMAN
                      Please. ...We need a ride.
                         
            As she steps out of the room, we see that she is weak.
                         
                                                LOGAN
                          (turns to go)
                      Not available. Call a cab.
                         
                                                WOMAN
                                         (SHE FOLLOWS)
                      I'm not crazy. My name is Gabriela
                      Lopez.
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                                19.
                         
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      I don't want to know your name!
                         
                                                GABRIELA (WOMAN)
                      There are men after us. They almost
                      got us today. We need to get to
                      North Dakota. There, we can cross.
                      To Canada.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      Anyone can do that job.
                         
                                               GABRIELA
                      No. It has to be you. I'll give you
                      fifty thousand dollars
                         
                                                LOGAN
                                         (TURNS)
                      How'd you find me? Huh?! `Cause you
                      are fucking up my life, lady. The
                      people after you are on my ass now.
                         
                                               GABRIELA
                      ...Sightings... were posted.
                         
                                                  LOGAN
                      Sightings.
                         
                                               GABRIELA
                      On chat rooms. People said someone
                      looked like The Wolverine was in El
                      Paso, driving. Said he looked old.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      And by people, you mean fat
                      fucktards living in their parents'
                      basements playing with dolls?
                         
                                               GABRIELA
                      Whoever it was, they were right.
                         
            She has a point. THE SOUND OF SHATTERING GLASS.
                         
                                                  LADY MANAGER
                      Hey!
                         
            THE GIRL IN THE SLICKER HAS SMASHED a motel window with her
            ball. The Manager advances on her with a broom. The girl
            stares, fascinated and perhaps amused by the angry woman.
                         
                                LADY MANAGER (CONT'D)
                      Wipe that smile off your face,
                      Missy!
                                               (MORE)
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                                20.
                         
                                LADY MANAGER (CONT'D)
                      I told you to stop it with that
                      ball. Bad girl. Mamacita is gonna
                      have to pay for that!
                         
                                                GABRIELA
                                         (RUSHING FORWARD)
                      No. Please. Stop!
                         
            Gabriela falls face down on the pavement. The girl runs to
            her but freezes when Logan looks up at her. He kneels down.
            Sees blood staining Gabriela's raincoat sleeve. BULLET WOUND.
                         
                                               LADY MANAGER
                      They have to pay for damages. She's
                      got cash. I seen it.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      Get your fat ass back in your
                      office. You'll get your money.
                         
            The MOTEL MANAGER flees to her office.
                         
                                                GABRIELA
                          (panicked, terrified)
                      Don't let her call anyone. They
                      will find us. They will kill us.
                         
            INT. LIBERTY MOTEL ROOM -- NIGHT
                         
            Logan helps Gabriela to the bed. He takes in the mess of
            files, print outs, clippings, toys. He notices a medical kit.
            Cracks it open, fully stocked, looks at Gabriela.
                         
                                                GABRIELA
                      I`m a nurse.
                                         (THEN)
                      Was. In Mexico City.
                         
            Logan watches as Gabriela lifts her sleeve, takes things from
            the kit, ministering to her wound.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      When did that happen?
                         
                                               GABRIELA
                      This morning. Near the border. I
                      got away from them. But they know
                      my car now.
                         
            She reaches for the NIGHT STAND, pries open its cheap side
            paneling, and pulls out a bloody envelope hidden there. Hands
            it to Logan. There's an address on the outside and a set of
            numbers beneath it. Inside, bundles of greenbacks.
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                                21.
                         
                         
                                               GABRIELA (CONT'D)
                      Take it. Please. Bring us to this
                      address. It's twenty thousand. You
                      can have thirty more when we get
                      there. My friends will--
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      Where did you get this?
                         
                                               GABRIELA
                      It doesn't matter.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      Does to me.
                         
                                               GABRIELA
                      My boyfriend. He wants to kill me.
                      And take her.
                         
            He eyes the girl standing in the door.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      That's your daughter?
                         
            Gabriela and the girl exchange looks.
                         
                                                GABRIELA
                      ...yes.
                                         (QUIETLY)
                      He wants to hurt her.
                          (takes Logan's hand)
                      I know you are still good inside.
                      I know you want to help.
                          (looks in his eyes)
                      Please. There won't be any
                      problems. Not if we leave now.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      I can't leave right now.
                         
                                               GABRIELA
                      We have to be there Friday.
                         
                                                LOGAN
                      Or what?
                         
                                                GABRIELA
                      Or we miss our chance. To cross.
                          (a coughing fit, then)
                      Our... family. They will be there
                      that day. No other day.
                         
            Logan glances at the girl and back to Gabriela. The money in
            his hand. Enough to buy the boat.
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                                   22.
                         
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      I can get you there Friday. But I
                      need to go home first, take care of
                      some things.
                         
                                               GABRIELA
                      Bring us with you. Please. We can
                      help with whatever you need to do.
                         
            Logan moves to the door. Gabriela sobs, closes her eyes.
                         
                                                LOGAN
                      I'll be back in a few hours.
                          (looks at the girl)
                      Keep this locked. And tell your
                      mommy I know she's lying.
                         
            Logan exits and we move CLOSE ON-- THE GIRL. She crosses to
            the window, looking out like a sentinel, as Logan's limo
            drives away.
                         
            EXT. ABANDONED SMELTING PLANT -- NIGHT
                         
            Logan pulls in. The trunk pops open and Logan walks around
            and grabs several bags from the back. Then slams it closed.
                         
            INT. SMELTING PLANT -- KITCHEN -- NIGHT
                         
            As Caliban goes through all of the GROCERIES Logan has
            brought. Steaks. Ice Cream. Cereal. Bourbon.
                         
                                               CALIBAN
                      Tell me you didn't rob a bank.
                         
            Logan tosses him a white paper bag. Caliban looks inside--
            it's stuffed full of meds.
                         
                                               CALIBAN (CONT'D)
                      So you did rob a bank.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      I got a job that's gonna pay enough
                      to change things. But I have to go
                      away. For a week.
                         
            Caliban takes this in, watches as Logan opens a Tequila
            bottle and continue out the door.
                         
            EXT. ABANDONED SMELTING PLANT -- NIGHT
                         
            Caliban pokes his head out into the desert night, watching
            Logan heading toward Charles' tank.
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                                23.
                         
                         
            INT. SMELTING PLANT FUEL TANK -- MOMENTS LATER
                         
            Logan finishes giving Charles his pills, lays him down on his
            bed. Charles is a bit dazed. Logan's phone buzzes. He pops on
            his new eyeglasses, looks down at it.
                         
            THE TEXT READS -- "Please hurry."
                         
                                               CHARLES
                      I like those. They make you look
                      younger.
                         
            Logan types back, "On my way."
            Caliban arrives in the hatchway, watching.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      Charles. Listen. I gotta go for a
                      few days. I got a long ride for
                      some good money. When I get back,
                      we're getting out of here, okay.
                      Gonna drive down to Yelapa and get
                      ourselves a boat. Live on the
                      ocean.
                         
                                               CHARLES
                      And... you'll be safe there? From
                      the people after you?
                         
            Logan meets Charles' eyes. He looks to Caliban in the door.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      Yeah. I'll be safe.
                         
            Charles looks up at him, pleased. Logan considers his old
            friend, then heads for the hatch, moving past Caliban.
                         
            EXT. LIBERTY MOTEL ALLEY AND ROAD -- DAWN
                         
            Logan pulls into the lot. Everything peaceful and wet. A TV
            glows in the manager's office. Logan crosses to the door to
            Gabriela's room. He knocks.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      Ready to go?
                         
            But he gets no answer, his eyes finding the splintered wood
            around the doorjamb. He pushes the door open...
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                                   24.
                         
                         
            INT. LIBERTY MOTEL ROOM - MORNING
                         
            The room has been trashed. Blood everywhere. The bed is
            empty. Gabriela is tied to a chair, eyes unblinking, face
            blue, body riddled with bullets and cuts.
                         
                                                LOGAN
                      ...Fuck.
                         
            Logan makes a sweep of the room. Then recalls --
                         
            The NIGHT STAND. Pries the side panel free. There, wedged in
            the gap-- A PHONE IN A PINK CASE. He takes it.
                         
            Sees her last text was to him. "Please hurry..."
            He pockets the phone.
                         
            EXT. LIBERTY MOTEL - MORNING - RAIN
                         
            Logan closes the door behind him and steps into the rain,
            scanning the lot. No sign of the girl anywhere.
                         
            He looks down, noticing gouges on the concrete, slashes,
            filling with rain and blood. Then he spots --
                         
            A BLOODY CYBORG FINGER on the pavement. High Tech. Severed at
            the knuckle, wires trailing. He picks it up. The fuck?
                         
            SIRENS BEGINS TO RISE. He quickly crosses to his car, now
            noticing the MOTEL MANAGER DEAD BY THE VENDING MACHINES.
                         
            EXT. ABANDONED SMELTING PLANT -- DAY
                         
            Logan barrels through the gate and screeches to a stop.
            Gets out and heads for the small structure behind the tank
            that contains his bedroom--
                         
                                               CALIBAN
                      Hello! Logan! --What happened?
                         
            Caliban rounds the corner in his big hat and goggles,
            approaching from his "garden" with a bunch of beets. Logan
            starts to climb the steps but turns as Caliban follows.
                         
                                               CALIBAN (CONT'D)
                      Did something go wrong?
                         
                                                LOGAN
                          (moving away again)
                      The job was wrong to begin with.
                         
            Caliban turns away with a sigh, heading to the main building.
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                                25.
                         
                         
                                               CALIBAN
                      I'll close your trunk. --I'm making
                      borscht for Charles if you want
                      some. He got dressed for lunch
                         
            This is when Logan pauses and comes back down the steps
            looking out to his limo, TRUNK OPEN, Caliban approaching it.
                         
            EXT. SMELTING PLANT -- A MOMENT LATER
                         
            Caliban reaches, ABOUT TO SHUT THE TRUNK-- WHEN LOGAN'S HAND
            STOPS HIM. Logan peers inside.
                         
            A CHILD'S BACKPACK. He grabs it. Unzips it. MEDICAL FILES.
            COMIC BOOKS. A PLASTIC HORSE. Other trinkets. Then he notices
            something in the trunk bed. A RUBBER BALL. The girl's ball.
                         
                                               CALIBAN
                      ...Who does that belong to?
                         
            That's when Logan hears a sound and looks to-- A JEEP
            APPROACHING ON THE HORIZON. Pierce's Jeep.
                         
                                               CALIBAN (CONT'D)
                      Who's that?
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      Aren't you supposed to see shit
                      coming?
                         
                                               CALIBAN
                      I'm a glorified truffle pig, not a
                      clairvoyant.
                         
                                                LOGAN
                      Go inside. Keep Charles quiet.
                                         (DEAD SERIOUS)
                      Go. Inside.
                         
            Caliban shuffles away as--
                         
            Logan watches the JEEP TURN ONTO THE GROUNDS and come to a
            stop in a dust cloud. Donald Pierce climbs out in a
            windbreaker. He approaches, taking in the property.
                         
                                               LOGAN (CONT'D)
                      You need to turn around, asshole.
                      This is private property.
                         
                                                PIERCE
                          (laughs, comes closer)
                      Yes, it is. In fact, I believe it
                      belongs to a multinational smelting
                      company based in Shanghai.
                                                (MORE)
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                                 26.
                         
                                                PIERCE (CONT'D)
                                         (SMILES)
                      Where you keeping the old man? In
                      there? Or there. I'd like to meet
                      him. I'm told HSA classifies his
                      brain as a weapon of mass
                      destruction now. `Damned shame,
                      what happened back east.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      He's been dead for a year.
                         
            Pierce doesn't look convinced. Or all that interested.
                         
                                               PIERCE
                      I need the girl.
                         
                                                  LOGAN
                      What girl.
                         
                                                PIERCE
                      One that goes with that ball you're
                      holding. That's special rubber, you
                      know. Coated with something called
                      J-Tek. Gets in through the skin.
                                         (FAUX SERIOUS)
                      Very calming. Like Magnesium but
                      without the side effects.
                                         (SMILES)
                      You feel calmer?
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      There's no girl here.
                         
            Another laugh, then--
                         
                                               PIERCE
                      I know you went to the motel.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      I was called there. There was no
                      girl. Just the woman.
                         
                                                PIERCE
                      "The woman".
                                         (SIGHS)
                      Such as she was.
                                         (LOOKS UP)
                      So you saw Gabriela but you didn't
                      call me?
                          (sticks out lower lip)
                      That hurts. Say, you didn't shoot
                      the poor thing, did you?
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                                27.
                         
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      No. Did you?
                         
                                               PIERCE
                      I asked you first.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      I don't like guns.
                         
                                                PIERCE
                      Of course.
                          (laughs; then dead serious)
                      I wish you had called me, Logan.
                      Like I asked.
                         
            The man takes a step closer and Logan grabs him by the arm.
            Feels something there and looks at the man who smiles...
            PIERCE HAS A CYBORG ARM. Ending in a gleaming, metal hand. A
            cyborg hand missing a finger.
                         
                                                PIERCE (CONT'D)
                                         (SMILES)
                      See. You're not the only one who's
                                     BEEN ENHANCED--
                         
            Out of nowhere A SOUND A LOT LIKE A BOOMERANG as A LEAD PIPE -
            -- THWAP -- HITS PIERCE IN THE HEAD-- AND DOWN HE GOES.
                         
            Logan turns, stunned to see--
                         
            THE GIRL standing by an out-building.
                         
                                                LOGAN
                      Hey!
                         
            She looks at Logan, THEN SUDDENLY WINGS ANOTHER PIPE AT HIM.
            Logan watches it come and CATCHES IT, about to wing it back
                           WHEN--
                         
                                                CHARLES
                      Logan.
                         
            Logan turns to see Charles in his chair at the door of the
            main building. Looks better than usual. Caliban behind him.
                         
                                               CHARLES (CONT'D)
                      Logan. Caliban. This is Laura.
                         
            He then smiles at the girl...
                         
                                                CHARLES (CONT'D)
                                         (IN SPANISH)
                      We've been waiting for you.
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                                 28.
                         
                         
            He motions for her to come inside. Caliban looks to Logan.
                         
                                               CHARLES (CONT'D)
                      This way, child. Come here, Laura.
                         
            The girl (LAURA) crosses, snatches her backpack from Logan,
            then steps over Pierce and crosses to Charles.
                         
            Bewildered, Logan kneels pulls a GUN from Pierce's waistband.
            He hands it to Caliban who lands beside him, taking in the
            cyborg hand and the tattoo on Pierce's neck.
                         
                                               CALIBAN
                      Looks like Ex-military. Maybe a
                      bounty hunter?
                         
            He hands Caliban Don Pierce's business card.
                         
                                                LOGAN
                      Worse.
                         
            Caliban reads Alkali on the card.
                         
                                               CALIBAN
                      He's by himself?
                         
                                                LOGAN
                      Not for long.
                                         (THINKING)
                      Get him back in his ride. Drive him
                      to the wash and dump him. Then take
                      the car into Juarez, leave it for
                      the vultures.
                         
                                               CALIBAN
                      What if he wakes up before I get
                      there?
                         
            He hands Caliban the gun.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      Text me where you are and we'll
                      pick you up.
                         
            INT. SMELTING PLANT KITCHEN - LATER - DAY
                         
            Logan enters with a duffle, shoving supplies in it. He
                           WATCHES AS--
                         
            Charles sits beside "Laura" as she ravenously eats a bowl of
            cereal. Charles speaks to her gently.
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                                29.
                         
                         
                                                CHARLES
                      You did what you could, Laura.
                          (she looks at him)
                      Well. Yes. Of course, it's painful.
                         
            Logan eyes LAURA'S BACKPACK which she keeps close. He grabs
            it but Laura stands, holding the strap. Logan shoves her
            down. She grabs his arm.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      You'll get it back-- after I figure
                      out what you and your mother have
                      got us into.
                         
                                                CHARLES
                      Logan.
                         
                                                LOGAN
                      What.
                         
            Logan peers in her bag, notices files, a toy horse and comic
            book. He winces, looks up as Charles wheels over.
                         
                                               CHARLES
                      That wasn't her mother you met.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      So she talks.
                         
                                               CHARLES
                      We're communicating.
                         
                                                LOGAN
                          (hands him pills)
                      Take them-- Now.
                          (goes back to packing)
                      We have to go. Leave. It isn't safe
                      here anymore. And you can't have an
                      attack out there. Understand?
                         
                                                CHARLES
                          (swallows the pills)
                      She's the mutant I told you about.
                      The one we have to help.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      She's not a mutant.
                         
                                               CHARLES
                      Yes, she is.
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                                30.
                         
                         
                                                LOGAN
                          (crossing to a duffel)
                      What's her gift, eating? Pipe
                      throwing?
                         
            Logan is interrupted by A LOUD RUMBLE AS THE NIGHTLY FREIGHT
            TRAIN APPROACHES. Laura bolts up from the table. Charles
            reaches out for her...
                         
                                               CHARLES
                      It's alright, Laura. It's only a
                      train. A choo choo.
                         
            He nods to the monitor. We see the FREIGHT TRAIN passing in
            the distance. She stares at it. Like she's never seen one.
                         
                                                LOGAN
                                         (EXITING)
                      We gotta go.
                         
            INT. CALIBAN'S CAR - DAY
                         
            Caliban at the wheel, in gloves and sun hat. The gun Logan
            gave him on the dash. He pulls to a stop.
                         
            INT./EXT. CALIBAN'S CAR - MEXICAN ROAD - DAY
                         
            Caliban drags an unconscious Pierce out of the car. He moves
            to exit, crosses to close the jeep's rear hatch when he HEARS
            A SOFT RUMBLE. He looks off and sees...
                         
            ALL TERRAIN VEHICLES IN THE DISTANCE. Lots of them.
                         
            Caliban turns back to see Pierce standing by the driver door.
            Grinning... He reaches for the gun on the dash and cocks it.
                         
                                               PIERCE
                      You're fucked now, mutey.
                         
            EXT. ABANDONED SMELTING PLANT - DAY
                         
            As Logan shoves the last of the packed bags, and whatever
            else he's grabbed, into the trunk. THE SAME RUMBLE. He looks
            up at -- a cloud of silt rising on the horizon.
                         
            INT. SMELTING PLANT KITCHEN - DAY
                         
            As Laura hears the rumble and stands.
                         
                                               CHARLES
                      It's alright. It's just another--
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                                     31.
                         
                         
                                                LOGAN
                          (coming in the door)
                      --it's not a train. We gotta go!
                         
            Out the window, FOUR BLACK FEDERALE TRUCKS approach in a
            cloud of dust. Armed men in black hang onto the vehicles.
            Behind the trucks, THE SAME FOUR LARGE CUSTOM ALL TERRAIN
            VEHICLES. A different type of men are on board these,
            mercenaries, in full tactical gear.
                         
            NOTE -- We'll call the mercenaries riding   behind the
            Federales, THE REAVERS. They outclass the   Federales with
            their weapons, vehicles, armor and skill.   Many have
            weaponized appendages where missing limbs   should be.
                         
            Logan takes hold of Charles' wheelchair, pushing him to the
            door. He passes Laura, points at her, an order:
                         
                                               LOGAN (CONT'D)
                      Don't move!
                         
                                                CHARLES
                          (as he wheels out)
                      Don't be afraid, child.
                      He'll come back for you!
                         
            She looks at Logan, not so sure.
                         
            EXT. ABANDONED SMELTING PLANT - DAY
                         
            Logan wheels a bouncing Charles rapidly out the door over the
            gravel and rocks toward the limo.
                         
                                               CHARLES
                      ...bloody hell.
                         
            THE RUMBLE GETS LOUDER and Logan and Charles look up as-- THE
            VEHICLES SMASH THROUGH THE GATE.
                         
                                                 CHARLES (CONT'D)
                      My God...
                         
            INT./EXT. LIMO - ABANDONED SMELTING PLANT - DAY
                         
            -- as Logan lifts him into the back of the limo, throws the
            wheelchair in the trunk.
                         
                                                 CHARLES
                      Logan!
                         
            Logan quickly unzips his duffel, grabs something else. The
            Federales almost upon them. Charles yells at Logan as he
            slams the trunk and returns to Charles' door.
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                                 32.
                         
                         
                                               CHARLES (CONT'D)
                      Logan! You have to go back for her!
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      She's not our problem.
                         
            Logan grabs a seat belt and hurriedly straps Charles in...
            and doing so, surreptitiously pulls out a loaded hypodermic
            and jams it into the old man's (numb) thigh.
                         
                                               CHARLES
                      I know what you just did.
                         
            Logan jumps behind the wheel, turns it over, hits the gas--
                         
                                                CHARLES (CONT'D)
                      LOGAN!
                         
            From the opposite direction, THREE MORE TRUCKS LOADED WITH
            FEDERALES and FOUR MERCENARIES ON DIRT BIKES, BLOCK THEM.
                         
            Logan stomps on the brakes and SLIDES TO A STOP.
                         
            A door opens and Donald Pierce steps out of his truck, his
            suit now dusted from his earlier misadventure. Around him,
            FEDERALES AND REAVERS ALL train their guns on the limo.
                         
            Jumping off one of the Federale Jeeps, A MEXICAN COMMANDER,
            chest decorated with mid-level brass, orders his men to take
            tactical positions surrounding the structures. He barks
            orders in Spanish and holds a police sketch of Laura.
                         
                                               FEDERALE COMMANDER
                      Este es el mutante! Capturar o
                      matar!
                         
            INT. SMELTING PLANT KITCHEN - DAY
                         
            Laura sits at the table. She refills her bowl with cereal and
            eats it methodically with her spoon, watching the stand-off
            outside through the windows like a TV show.
                         
            INT./EXT. LIMO - ABANDONED SMELTING PLANT - DAY
                         
            Logan watches as Pierce walks toward their limo.   Charles
            getting fuzzier in back, the meds kicking in.
                         
                                                CHARLES
                      Logan...
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      I'm thinking.
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                                33.
                         
                         
                                                CHARLES
                          (raises a finger, dreamily)
                      The child, Logan. We mustn't forget
                      Laura. ...Logan...
                         
                                                LOGAN
                          (eyeing Pierce approaching)
                      Please be quiet.
                         
            Pierce arrives at the driver's side window, sees Charles in
            back, smiles down at the old man smiling back at him.
                         
                                               PIERCE
                      Ah, Charles Xavier. The most wanted
                      octogenarian in North America--
                         
            Logan shoves the door open into Pierce, knocking him back.
            THE SOUND OF MANY GUNS CLICKING AS THE FEDERALES TRAIN
            WEAPONS ON LOGAN. But Logan gets in Pierce's face, fiery:
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      Where's Caliban?
                         
                                                CHARLES
                          (rolls down window, loopy)
                      Excuse me. I'm a nonagenarian,
                      actually...
                         
                                               PIERCE
                      How about you tell me where the
                      girl is first. Or maybe I ought to
                      ask the cue ball. Seems friendly.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      I told you, she's not here.
                      Where's Caliban?!
                         
            Pierce smirks, amused by Logan's anger.
                         
                                               PIERCE
                      I left him in the same hole you
                      were going to leave me.
                         
            Logan loses it, lunges for him -- when someone hits Logan
            from behind. Hard. And again. As Logan falls to his knees and
            turns-- SNIKT-- AND SEPARATES A REAVER from his arm.
                         
                                                LOGAN
                                         (TO PIERCE)
                      You got extra barbecue tongs for
                      this guy?
                         
            THE FEDERALE COMMANDER nods.
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                                   34.
                         
                         
            AND A SWARM OF FEDERALES ATTACK LOGAN WITH RIFLE BUTTS AND
            BOOTS AND BEAT HIM TO THE GROUND. There are too many.
                         
            Pummeled, overwhelmed, his limbs all pinned, Logan turns over
            to find PIERCE'S FOOT TO HIS THROAT. Pierce leans down.
                         
                                               PIERCE
                      Jesus. Seeing you this way,
                      Wolverine, it breaks my heart.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      As soon as I rip it out of your
                      chest, fuck-stick.
                         
            Pierce smiles, then nods to one of the Reavers (Mohawk) who
            jumps off his bike and advances toward a side door of the
            Smelting Plant. He's carrying a STEEL RESTRAINING COLLAR.
                         
            The Federale Commander shouts to Pierce.
                         
                                                FEDERALE COMMANDER
                                         (IN SPANISH)
                      No one goes in without Federale
                      escort. I am in charge.
                         
            Mohawk pauses. The Commander dispatches two of his Federales
            to lead him inside, weapons drawn.
                         
            INT. SMELTING PLANT KITCHEN - DAY
                         
            THE DOOR OPENS as MOHAWK AND THE TWO FEDERALES creep into the
            dark room adjacent to the kitchen, advancing toward--
                         
            Laura at the kitchen table, her back to them. She seems
            oblivious as she pours more cereal, eats with her spoon.
                         
            One of the Federales accidentally kicks a bottle and Laura
            pauses her spoon in the air.
                         
            EXT. ABANDONED SMELTING PLANT - DAY
                         
            ON LOGAN, watching. Charles, watching.
                         
            SUDDENLY, THERE ARE SCREAMS FROM INSIDE THE STRUCTURE. Men's
            screams. Then it is quiet. Everyone turns as --
                         
            Creeaaak. A STEEL DOOR OPENS WIDE. LAURA steps from the dark
            into the blazing light. She SQUINTS.
                         
            Pierce steps off Logan, having found his quarry.
                         
                                               PIERCE
                      That-a-girl.
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                                   35.
                         
                         
            --and now LAURA BOOTS SOMETHING which rolls to Pierce's feet.
                         
            Pierce and the Federale Commander look down at--
            A SEVERED HEAD. WITH A MOHAWK.
                         
            THEN SHE TOSSES THE STEEL RESTRAINT COLLAR TO THE DIRT.
                         
                                                PIERCE (CONT'D)
                                         (SIGHS)
                      ...Laura.
                         
            ON LOGAN -- Pulling himself up from the ground as--
                         
            LAURA-- continues walking toward Pierce. Hands at her sides.
                         
                                               PIERCE (CONT'D)
                      Laura. Stay where you are. You want
                      to see your friends, right?
                         
            ON PIERCE-- as he nods to the REAVERS to prepare to take her.
                         
            A CYBORG-LEGGED REAVER OPENS THE DOORS OF A CONTAINMENT TANK
            in back of one of their vehicles. Yet another REAVER (PRETTY
            BOY, not) assembles A SAVAGE HARPOON AND RESTRAINT SYSTEM.
                         
            But the Federale Commander suddenly orders his men to --
                         
                                               FEDERALE COMMANDER
                      Tomar el mutante!
                         
            AND THE CIRCLE OF FEDERALES MOVE IN ON LAURA.
                         
                                               PIERCE
                      Commander, stop!
                         
                                               FEDERALE COMMANDER
                      You said alive or dead.
                         
            SNIKT! -- BLOODY CLAWS EXTEND FROM LAURA'S KNUCKLES.
                         
                                               PIERCE
                      Laura! NO! NO!!
                         
            ON LOGAN-- He reacts to the claws. In shock. Cannot believe
            what he's seeing. With the attention on Laura, Logan starts
            moving, limping, back to the limo. His eyes meet--
                         
            Laura's. A moment of mutual recognition. It breaks as she
            turns to face the Federales.
                         
            ON CHARLES-- who, struggling against the meds, presses
            himself against the glass, staring at Laura.
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                                 36.
                         
                         
                                               CHARLES
                      ...My Lord.
                         
            BACK TO LAURA AS -- THE FEDERALES LUNGE AT HER and, sadly for
            them, Laura leaps in the air and becomes a whirling dervish
            of death. Limbs and weapons sliced from her attackers like a
            topiary. Guns fire to no effect as Laura evades the shots.
                         
            This little girl has been created, designed and trained for
            one thing and one thing only: killing. And she's a virtuoso.
                         
            This wave dispatched, LAURA FLEES, HIDES BEHIND THE CATWALK
            SUPPORTS. The armed Federales hunt for her among the supports
            and she starts picking them off, one by one, with her blades
            and even with their own guns.
                         
            Suddenly, Laura is pinned against a concrete wall by A MUSCLE
            BOUND REAVER. With an acrobatic move, she boots him in the
            nuts and leaps over him, manages to run as--
                         
            PRETTY BOY FIRES THE HARPOON GUN, retracts the cable and pins
            her to the ground. REAVERS AND FEDERALES SURROUND HER and
            PRETTY BOY is about to put on the restraints when--
                         
            SNIKT! -- LOGAN GUTS PRETTY BOY FROM BEHIND-- AND ENGAGES THE
            OTHERS as Laura pulls the harpoon from her side and runs.
                         
            Laura is grabbed by THREE MORE REAVERS, WHO RESTRAIN HER AND
            STARTS TO DRAG HER AWAY -- BUT, SNIKT! --
                         
            TWO ADAMANTIUM FOOT CLAWS EMERGE FROM HER FEET dragging on
            the concrete, making a ringing sound, like chalk on a black
            board and -- suddenly -- with a double scissor-kick -- she
            stabs one Reaver in the thigh and the other in the throat,
            her gleaming foot claw sticking out the back of his neck.
                         
            Logan stares, slack-jawed. Then notices--
                         
            PIERCE AND ANOTHER REAVER are moving on the limo, about to
            take Charles. Logan tosses them back and--
                         
            INT./EXT. LIMO - ABANDONED SMELTING PLANT - CONTINUOUS
                         
            Logan drops behind the wheel, watching through the windshield
            as Laura takes on six or seven more hostiles.
                         
                                                CHARLES
                          (drunk with the meds)
                      ...As I said, Logan, she's a
                      mutant... Like you. Very much like
                      you, in fact.
                         
            Logan grimly starts the engine.
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                                37.
                         
                         
                                               CHARLES (CONT'D)
                      Where are we going?
                         
            Logan ignores Charles as he put the limo in gear, gaining
            speed, and then-- MAKES A HARD U-TURN AND --
                         
            WHAM! PLOWS INTO THE FEDERALES AND LAURA (WHO JUMPS ON THE
            HOOD TO AVOID IMPACT).
                         
            Logan accelerates again, Laura clinging to the hood. Logan
            punches a button, opening the sunroof as gunfire starts to
            hit their limo.
                         
            Laura leaps into the limo. Charles smiles at her, pleased and
            seemingly oblivious to the gunfire:
                         
                                                CHARLES (CONT'D)
                      Laura!
                         
            As they take a hard turn, a side window shatters and LAURA
            INSTINCTIVELY SHIELDS CHARLES FROM THE BULLETS.
                         
            LAURA GETS HIT AND matter of factly sucks the slug out of her
            arm and spits it on the seat like Lee Marvin.
                         
            Logan meets eyes with Charles in his rear view. And that's
            when they are hit with A BARRAGE OF BULLETS--
                         
            WIDER -- SMELTING PLANT
                         
            THE FEDERALES HAVE LEAPT INTO THEIR JEEPS and fire at Logan's
            limo as they spin out in the dirt, in pursuit.
                         
            Disgusted, Pierce also gets behind the wheel and leads his
            Reavers in the opposite direction.
                         
            THE PLANT GATE BLOCKED BY THE ARMADA OF VEHICLES, Logan
            drives straight at the chainlink fence-- and we prepare for a
            classic action movie fence smash.
                         
                                                LOGAN
                      Hold on!
                         
            BUT THE LIMO HITS THE FENCE, BENDS THE SUPPORTS AND GRINDS TO
            A PATHETIC HALT, TANGLED IN MESH. As it would in real life.
                         
            Federales open fire at the limo as Logan guns the engine in
            reverse, trying to get traction on the dirt. Other Federales
            speed toward them on motorcycles.
                         
            Under massive fire, bullet-riddled, Logan's limo finds
            purchase, and he's backing out at high speed, ripping a long
            section of chain link from its posts and dragging this "tail"
            with him (driving backwards now).
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                                   38.
                         
                         
            LOGAN SWERVES HARD AND THE CHAIN LINK "TAIL" SWINGS OUT AND
            WIPES OUT THE REAVER BIKES. One of the riders tumbles and
            grabs onto the chain link tail, the limo dragging him.
                         
            The Reaver claws his way along the chain link toward the hood
            of the car, drawing his gun, firing at the windshield.
                         
            Logan ducks and spins the car around. The dragging fence
            swings wide, LOSING THE REAVER ON THE FENCE.
                         
            Pierce angrily peels his truck in another direction.
                         
            Logan sees the main gate ahead. As he guns for it, he notices
            THE FLASHING RED TRAIN-WARNING LIGHTS at the loading dock.
                         
            TWO FEDERALE JEEPS reach the sides of the limo, guns aimed
            squarely at Logan. Laura and Charles react as--
                         
            Logan steers the limo through a series of concrete structures
            FORCING THE JEEPS INTO VIOLENT COLLISIONS.
                         
            Logan guns his limo into--
                         
            EXT. OPEN DESERT - DAY
                         
            LOGAN'S LIMO RACES FROM THE PLANT GROUNDS, APPROACHING--
                         
            A HULKING FREIGHT TRAIN arriving quickly from parallel
            tracks. The train is moving faster than the limo.
                         
            Logan makes a hard left, cranking the wheel just clipping the
            front corner of Pierce's truck, spinning toward the tracks.
                         
            THE TRAIN HAS ALMOST CAUGHT UP WITH THEM AS--
                         
            THE LIMO PLOWS STRAIGHT INTO THE SIDE OF A FEDERALE TRUCK
            which gets squeezed between the limo and train. Sparks fly.
                         
            LOGAN SPINS THE WHEEL, PUSHING THE TRUCK (and the Federale
            Commander in it) INTO THE PATH OF THE TRAIN AS--
                         
            LOGAN GUNS HIS LIMO ACROSS THE TRACKS ITS REAR END PINGED BY
            THE LOCOMOTIVE-- AND THE FEDERALE TRUCK OBLITERATED.
                         
            LOGAN'S LIMO COMES TO A STOP ON THE OTHER SIDE. Logan looks
            back through the moving freight cars at--
                         
            Pierce and the remaining Reavers, stuck until it passes.
            It's a long train.
                         
            EXT./INT. LIMO - RURAL HIGHWAY - DAY
                         
            Logan's battered limo racing at 120 mph.
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                                  39.
                         
                         
            Logan's eyes darting to his rearview, peeled for any sign of
            Reavers. He glances back at --
                         
            LAURA, beside Charles, her gaze fixed out the window.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      Who the fuck are you?
                         
            Laura slowly turns, acknowledging Logan's existence.
                         
                                               CHARLES
                      You know who she is, Logan.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      No. I don't.
                         
                                               CHARLES
                      Does she remind you of anybody?
                         
            Laura holds Logan's glare with her own equally hard look.
                         
            Logan flares, peers tensely back out the windshield as he
            takes a hard turn.
                         
            EXT. ABANDONED SMELTING PLANT - MORNING
                         
            Donald Pierce steps over a mangled Reaver as the remaining
            "soldiers" clean up after the fight.
                         
                                               PIERCE
                      Leave nothing behind fellas. We
                      were not here!
                         
            He walks toward the main building, then looks back.
                         
                                               PIERCE (CONT'D)
                      Bring me the tracker.
                         
            INT. SMELTING PLANT KITCHEN - MORNING
                         
            Pierce steps inside and takes in the room. Picks up the RED
            SLICKER on the chair. Finds her ball in the pocket.
                         
            He turns as the DOOR IS OPENED and A SERIOUSLY INJURED
            CALIBAN is carried inside and shoved into a chair. He's
            hooked up to an IV, his head is covered with a HOOD.
                         
            Pierce rips off the hood and slaps Caliban's battered face.
                         
                                               PIERCE
                      Wakey wakey.
                         
            Caliban blinks his pale eyes open. Pierce sits down across
            from him and smiles.
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                                40.
                         
                         
                                                PIERCE (CONT'D)
                      You know, I read about you when I
                      was a kid. You tracked that crazy
                      gilled mutey fishy motherfuck, what
                      was his name, Wave?
                          (flutters his metal digits)
                      Tracked him halfway `cross the
                      Atlantic they said. And you was
                      underwater. Inside a sub. And you
                      found him anyway. Shit. That's a
                      gift. That's trackin'!
                         
                                               CALIBAN
                      I'm sorry. I believe you're
                      thinking of someone else.
                         
            Pierce grins. SUDDENLY STRIKES Caliban with his metal hand.
                         
                                               PIERCE
                      'I'm not mistaken, you used to work
                      for my team, for the good guys. You
                      were helping round up all the old
                      mutes.
                         
            Caliban says nothing. Pierce picks up Laura's ball.
                         
                                               PIERCE (CONT'D)
                      What changed? 'You got religion?
                         
            Pierce slides Laura's RED SLICKER onto the table.
                         
                                               PIERCE (CONT'D)
                      Gonna need you to help the good
                      guys one more time, and track one
                      more special for me.
                         
                                               CALIBAN
                      I will not. I will not help you.
                         
            Pierce turns toward the blacked out kitchen window.
            Starts to peel at the tar paper.
                         
                                               PIERCE
                      Of course that's what you'd say.
                      But then I got this theory that
                      people don't really change.
                         
            Pierce suddenly pulls the tar paper, RELEASING A SHARD OF
            BRIGHT SUNLIGHT. Caliban cries out, tries to turn away.
                         
                                               PIERCE (CONT'D)
                      Beware the light, Caliban. I bet
                      that's what your Mommy said every
                      day when you was a kid.
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                                 41.
                         
                         
                                                CALIBAN
                                     PLEASE--
                         
                                               PIERCE
                      Beware the light.
                         
            Two Reavers force his face into the bright light. The
            mutant's eyes open. It burns.
                         
                                               PIERCE (CONT'D)
                      Let's not bring out the worst in
                      each other. The girl's not worth
                      it. She's not a natural fuck-up
                      like you. She's a business mistake.
                      R & D gone bad. There's liability.
                      They can't have things with patents
                      running around hurting people. So
                      we need to get her off board before
                      she hurts anybody else, someone you
                      care about maybe.
                         
            Pierce nods to his men and they put the hood back over
            Caliban's head and haul him out, crying.
                         
                                WHISPERED VOICE (V.O.)
                      ...My name is Gabriela Lopez.
                         
            CLOSE ON -- A PHONE, GABRIELA'S PHONE
                         
            ON THE SCREEN WE SEE-- A SHAKY SELFIE OF GABRIELA in a Mexico
            City apartment. She looks healthier but grim.
                         
                                               GABRIELA
                      I am a nurse and for ten years I
                      have worked at Transigen research
                      in Mexico City.
                         
            On screen, we are moving through corridors of a high end
            research facility. See flashes of Gabriela in reflections in
            glass, in a nurse's uniform, recording surreptitious video.
                         
                                               GABRIELA (CONT'D)
                      Transigen is a owned by an American
                      company. And they pay better than
                      any Mexican hospital.
                         
            A SHAKY SHOT -- CLOSE ON letterhead from a memo -- ALKALI.
                         
                                               GABRIELA (CONT'D)
                      What I am about to show you is
                      illegal in the U.S. and Canada--
                         
            CLOSE ON -- A NEW SELFIE OF GABRIELA, now in a stockroom.
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                                  42.
                         
                         
                                               GABRIELA (CONT'D)
                      --and that is why they came here.
                         
            CUT TO -- A BRIGHTLY LIT WARD. A SLOPPY PAN ACROSS A GROUP OF
            DRUGGED CHILDREN (ages 5-15) as they are prodded into kennel-
            like enclosures decorated with tattered stuffed animals.
                         
                                               GABRIELA (CONT'D)
                      These children were born in this
                      building. They were born here and
                      they have never left. Never seen
                      the sun or ocean, the rain or snow
                      or any of God's creatures.
                         
            Sleeping mats on tile floors with exposed drains and hoses.
            Armed guards, some missing limbs, perhaps recognizable as
            Reavers, juxtaposed against the cheerful sound of musak. This
            place is a cross between a Children's hospital and a kennel.
                         
                                               GABRIELA (CONT'D)
                      They have no birth certificates, no
                      names beside the ones we have given
                      them. They were raised in the
                      bellies of Mexican girls.
                         
            Grainy photos flip past, A BLOOD SPRAYED BIRTHING ROOM.
                         
                                               GABRIELA (CONT'D)
                      --girls no one can find anymore.
                         
            Images of test tubes. Vials of liquids. Electron microscopes.
                         
                                               GABRIELA (CONT'D)
                      Their fathers were semillas
                      genética, special seeds in bottles.
                         
            VIDEO OF A BIRTHDAY PARTY IN THE WARD.
                         
            The children (5 years old) singing in Spanish over a birthday
            cake with the Mexican staff. They are suddenly interrupted by
            A RED HAIRED MAN IN A LAB COAT.
                         
            NEW SHOT-- the Red Haired MAN -- corridor
                         
            Surreptitiously recorded as he chastises the Mexican staff.
            We pick up snatches of words.
                         
                                RED HAIRED MAN
                      We don't bring them cake, Maria. We
                      do not dress them up for Halloween.
                      We do not call them baby or kiss
                      boo boos. They're part of a study.
                      Do not think of them as children.
                      Think of them as things.
                                               (MORE)
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                                 43.
                         
                                 RED HAIRED MAN (CONT'D)
                      They have patents and copyrights.
                                     LIKE THIS--
                          (throws a stapler)
                      Comprende?
                         
            NOW WE SEE-- SHAKY VIDEO OF TWO KIDS FIGHTING IN A PADDED
            ROOM. A lab technician injects one with something and that
            one starts beating the other, exhibiting tremendous strength.
            A staff member screams in Spanish and tries to break it up.
                         
            AN ALARM SOUNDS. THE BOY IS HIT WITH TEASERS.
                         
                                               GABRIELA
                      They told us they were part of a
                      pharmaceutical study.
                         
            NEW SHOT-- THE CAMERA NOW EXPLORES A ROOM THAT LOOKS LIKE A
            GUN RANGE, WITH PADS AND HACKED UP DUMMIES. A kid fires an
            automatic weapon with brutal accuracy.
                         
            NEW SHOT-- Children spar with MEN IN BODY ARMOR (REAVERS).
            Special Ops combat skills in 8 year old bodies.
                         
            CAMERA PANS TO-- AN OBSERVATION WINDOW HIGH ABOVE THE FLOOR.
            THE RED HAIRED MAN, 40, watches, expressionless.
                         
                                               GABRIELA (CONT'D)
                      But of course, that was a lie.
                         
            CLOSE ON -- A SELFIE OF GABRIELA at her apartment.
                         
                                               GABRIELA (CONT'D)
                      They thought we were too poor and
                      stupid to understand. We are poor,
                      but we are not stupid. I knew what
                      they were doing.
                         
            She holds up SEVERAL YELLOWED NEWSPAPER ARTICLES about XMEN.
            And then several XMEN comic books.
                         
                                               GABRIELA (CONT'D)
                      When I was a child, I learned
                      English from these.
                         
            REVERSE TO REVEAL WE ARE--
                         
            INT./EXT. LIMO -- TRUCK STOP - TEXAS HIGHWAY - MORNING
                         
            Logan and Charles in the back, rapt, watching the video on
            Gabriela's phone, propped on the coffee table. Logan hands
            Charles some pills and, after seeing him pop them in his
            mouth, turn back to the video.
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                                   44.
                         
                         
                                GABRIELA (ON PHONE)
                      This is business. They are making
                      soldiers. Weapons X. These are
                      babies of mutantes muerta.
                         
            The video suddenly stops. Screen goes BLACK.
                         
                                               CHARLES
                      Is there more? Play it.
                         
            Logan puts on his reading glasses, picks up the phone, trying
            to get it to play again. As he does this, Charles spits out
            his pills and drops them in the seat crevice.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      Battery's dead. We need a plug.
                         
                                                CHARLES
                      How far is it?
                          (off Logan's confusion)
                      To North Dakota.
                         
                                                LOGAN
                      Charles.
                         
                                               CHARLES
                      You took that woman's money. You
                      told her you would take the child
                      there.
                         
            Logan stares out the open door at--
                         
            LAURA, sitting solemnly in one of those "Bucking Bronco"
            rides as it bounces and plays a repeating fanfare.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      What is she?
                         
                                                CHARLES
                      She's your daughter, Logan.
                          (off his glare)
                      Alkali had your genetic code.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      Not just mine.
                         
            Outside, the horse ride has stopped moving. Laura hits the
            button over and over, but nothing happens. She bangs on the
            side and, still, nothing happens.
                         
                                                CHARLES
                      Logan...
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                                   45.
                         
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      I don't wanna hear it. I don't want
                      to talk about it anymore.
                         
                                                CHARLES
                      Logan.
                         
                                                LOGAN
                      Stop.
                         
                                               CHARLES
                      I have to pee.
                         
            Logan looks at him. Oh.
                         
            EXT. TRUCK STOP -- DAY
                         
            ON LAURA AS -- SNIKT -- A CLAW comes out. She tries to jam it
            into the Bucking Bronco machine's coin slot. Logan grabs her
            wrist, holds out a QUARTER.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      Last ride. Then we're leaving.
                         
            He nods to the claw, she retracts it. Then she grabs the
            quarter from him.
                         
                                               LOGAN (CONT'D)
                      You're welcome.
                         
            Logan crosses to the --
                         
            INT. TRUCK STOP MEN'S ROOM - DAY
                         
            We look at a half closed handicapped stall door as Logan and
            Charles shuffle about inside.
                         
                                               CHARLES
                      Stop it. For God's sake I can do
                      that myself!
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      Well, you're not doing it!
                         
            EXT. TRUCK STOP - DAY
                         
            As Logan wheels Charles back to the car, he looks over at the
            bucking bronco ride. LAURA'S GONE.
                         
            INT. TRUCK STOP CONVENIENCE STORE - DAY
                         
            Laura walks down an aisle, looking at the colorful products.
            She grabs a can of Pringles, starts in on it.
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            Then she stops and looks at a floor display of Hypno, Mag and
            all the variations of "energy drinks." Laura grabs a can,
            opens it and takes a long drink. She's bouncing as she walks
            now...
                         
            A CLERK looks up from his phone at her eating snacks.
                         
            Laura stops at a SUNGLASS RACK, munching. Notices a pair of
            shades. Puts them on, eats more, looking at herself.
                         
                                               CLERK
                      Yo. Girlie. You gotta pay for that.
                         
            Laura looks up with her mouth full. She starts for the door.
                         
            The Clerk blocks her way. She just looks up at him.
                         
                                               CLERK (CONT'D)
                      Where's your mommy and daddy?
                         
            She continues staring. Shoves some Pringles in her mouth.
                         
                                               CLERK (CONT'D)
                      Alright, that's enough--
                         
            He swipes the Pringles can from her hand, about to take the
            sunglasses from her nose, when, in a terrifyingly swift move,
            she throws the clerk to the floor, straddling him, hand on
            his throat the other raised-- SNIKT-- claws out.
                         
                                               CLERK (CONT'D)
                      Holy shit! Oh God Jesus, No!
                         
            That's when a hand again grabs Laura by the wrist.
                         
                                                 LOGAN
                      Not okay.
                         
            Logan pushes Laura to the door turns to the clerk--
                         
                                                 LOGAN (CONT'D)
                      Sorry.
                         
            --then grabs a handful of CIGARS and A PHONE CHARGER,
            stealing a look at a security camera on his way out.
                         
            INT. EXT LIMO -- OKLAHOMA -- NIGHT
                         
            A great starry sky as the desert becomes the plains. The limo
            sits, parked along a flat stretch of Oklahoma highway.
                         
            Laura and Charles are asleep in back.
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            Logan sits up front in the darkness, legs across the bench,
            staring at the road ahead and then at the Pennysaver clipping
            for the boat on his visor. And the envelope of cash.
                         
            A billboard up ahead hypes GAMBLING AND SHOWS IN OKLAHOMA
            CITY, 50 miles away.
                         
            There is a small beep. Logan sighs, looks down to Gabriela's
            pink phone plugged into the charger. It's come to life. He
            raises the partition and hits play.
                         
            ON THE PHONE SCREEN -- PART TWO OF GABRIELA'S VIDEO :
                         
            WE SEE A "STAFF MEMBER" PINNED ON THE FLOOR, SKIN SMOKING,
            his neck being gripped by a 9 year old with glowing eyes.
            People scream. "Leo! Basta! Basta!" The boy leans back and
            starts crying. The staff member is dead.
                         
                                               GABRIELA
                      As the children became older, they
                      became difficult to control.
                         
            ANOTHER SURREPTITIOUS VIDEO. A BUMPY SKINNED CHILD expertly
            shoots an automatic weapon into target dummies in an indoor
            range. SUDDENLY THEY TURN AND SHOOT THE INSTRUCTOR. SCREAMS.
                         
            A MOVING SHOT. THE BOY WITH GLOWING EYES is chased by
            security up a staircase to a rooftop. An alarm whoops. The
            boy lands outside and, for a moment, breathes air and stares
            at Mexico City. Panicked staff yell to him in Spanish as --
                         
            THE BOY THROWS HIMSELF OFF THE LEDGE.
                         
                                               GABRIELA (CONT'D)
                      They taught them to kill-- but they
                      did not remove their hearts.
                         
            ANOTHER CHILD IS FORCIBLY CUFFED IN A NOW FAMILIAR RESTRAINT
            SYSTEM, hissing, spitting, VIBRATING, loose objects flying
            around the room. OTHER CHILDREN WATCH. Some weep.
                         
                                               GABRIELA (CONT'D)
                      They could not be controlled.
                         
            ANOTHER SHOT -- A trickle of blood runs to a drain. TILT TO
            FIND A YOUNG LAURA IN A SMOCK, seemingly drugged, SITTING on
            the floor of a tiled room. She stares at her arm as she cuts
            it with a metal claw, then watches it heal, then cuts again.
                         
            The camera/phone drops and we see a dutched image of Laura as
            Gabriela comforts her, saying "What are you doing, baby?" in
            Spanish. Laura cries on her shoulder.
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                                               GABRIELA (CONT'D)
                      A soldier who cannot be controlled
                      is not a good soldier.
                         
            A LONG LENS GLIMPSE OF THE RED HAIRED MAN, temperamental,
            gesticulating, walking up a corridor, trailed by PIERCE.
                         
            NOW A SHOT FROM A MOVING CAR-- OF A WINDOWLESS STRUCTURE.
                         
                                                GABRIELA (CONT'D)
                                         (WHISPERS)
                      Inside this building is something
                      new. Something better than X-23.
                         
            STOLEN SHOTS FROM IN THE NEW BUILDING-- FLASHES OF TANKS
            CONTAINING ADULT HUMAN ORGANS, LIMBS submerged in liquids on
            collagen forms: arms, hearts, feet-- some being harvested.
                         
                                               GABRIELA (CONT'D)
                      I got inside yesterday.
                         
            THE RED HAIRED MAN confers with technicians. A Reaver notices
            Gabriela who hides her camera/phone. She claims (in Spanish)
            to be lost.
                         
                                               GABRIELA (CONT'D)
                      They told us to destroy files. They
                      said the Cancer program had failed.
                         
            The female Mexican staff, some crying, shred medical files as
            out the door a child is dragged away by A REAVER...
                         
                                               GABRIELA (CONT'D)
                      They started putting the children
                      to sleep. Like dogs.
                         
            We hear Gabriela telling them (in Spanish) that "we cannot
            let them do this". Some of the staff meet her eyes.
                         
            NEW SHOT-- GABRIELA IN A SUPPLY CLOSET, DOOR CRACKED...
                         
                                                GABRIELA (CONT'D)
                                         (HUSHED)
                      We are going to save as many as we
                      can. I have read about a place in
                      the north. A place for mutants.
                      They call it Eden.
                         
            SOME FLASHES OF IMAGES OF AN ESCAPE. AN ALARM SOUNDING.
            PANIC. SECURITY. FEDERALES COMING TO THE LAB. RUNNING. CRYING
            CHILDREN. Exhortations to the kids to keep running. GUNFIRE.
                         
            LOGAN REACTS TO THE CHAOS.
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                                               GABRIELA (CONT'D)
                      I have not shown anyone what you
                      have now seen. Not until I am sure
                      Laura is safe.
                         
            AND NOW ON THE PHONE -- AN IMAGE OF GABRIELA LOPEZ IN THE
            MOTEL ROOM, BARELY ABLE TO KEEP HER HEAD UP...
                         
                                               GABRIELA (CONT'D)
                      If you are watching this, it means
                      I am dead. I am not sure if any
                      other children survived. We were
                      separated. I am sorry, but there is
                      no more money. That was a lie. You
                      have everything I have in my life.
                         
            Logan reacts to this.
                         
                                                GABRIELA (CONT'D)
                      She is not my child... but I love
                      her. You may not love her but she
                      is your child. I see now you are
                      not a hero. You are not what I read
                      about. Maybe you never were. But
                      please, I beg you, please bring her
                      to safety.
                         
            The recording ends. Logan tosses the phone down.
                         
            He reaches up for the mirror, adjusts it so he can see--
                         
            Laura. Lying there, in a ball, sleeping, a plastic horse doll
            in her hands. Some comic books under her head. Suddenly, she
            awakes, her eyes meeting his. And holding.
                         
            Logan blinks under the weight of her gaze. Then she looks
            away and rolls over.
                         
            INT./ EXT. LOGAN'S LIMO -- OKLAHOMA CITY -- NIGHT
                         
            Laura awakes on the leatherette bench and looks up to
            Charles, sleeping soundly, holding her hand. Colored light
            passes over his face. She turns to see lights playing outside
            her window. She sits up to face--
                         
            THE SPECTACLE OF A MODERN GAMBLING STRIP. Dancing lights and
            thematic facades throb like fireworks. A car passes, blasting
            thumping hip hop.
                         
            Charles blinks awake. We see in his eyes a quiet panic as he
            looks out at his surroundings and, for a moment, seems to
            have no idea how he got here nor who these people are.
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            Laura meets his eyes. It starts to come back to him. He looks
            out the window as they pull into a Casino parking area.
                         
                                               CHARLES
                      ...Is this where we're hiding out?
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      We're not hiding out. We're gonna
                      get a couple hours sleep, clean up,
                      get new clothes, ditch the limo,
                      get a new ride and get the fuck
                      out.
                         
            EXT. OKLAHOMA CITY CASINO/HOTEL - VALET - NIGHT
                         
            Logan pulls to a stop a valet who eagerly approaches until he
            sees the thrashed condition of their ride and its frazzled
            passengers. Logan hands him cash.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      Keep it out front.
                         
            Laura steps out, clinging to her horse. Dazzled by the
            throbbing lights and sexy throbbing musak.
                         
            INT. OKLAHOMA CITY CASINO/HOTEL - LOBBY - NIGHT
                         
            Weary, Logan holds an electronic key in his hand as the
            threesome moves past slots and gambling tables still
            operating in the middle of the night. Laura is overwhelmed by
            noise, lights and activity. She jumps WHEN A LOUD BELL RINGS
            as someone wins a jackpot. Charles puts a hand on her.
                         
            Logan hits the UP button of the elevator and, as they wait
            for the doors to open, they all looks at--
                         
            A DISPLAY FOR A CASINO CLOTHING STORE. A male mannequin in
            handsome western wear stands beside a shapely Cowgirl and a
            little kid mannequin in a unicorn tee/skirt and studded denim
            jacket. Charles eyes a suit and hat on a mannequin in an easy
            chair with a pipe.
                         
            Bing! -- the elevator doors open.
                         
            INT. OKLAHOMA CITY CASINO/HOTEL - ELEVATOR - NIGHT
                         
            They enter, Logan pushing Charles who carries shopping bags
            in his lap and tries on a new hat, tag attached. As the doors
            close, Logan presses their floor, the button lights and Laura
            starts to press other floors. Logan swats her hand.
                         
            Meanwhile, Charles digs in the bag, offers Logan a new
            baseball hat with a tag on it, tissue paper falling.
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                                               LOGAN
                      Please wait till we're in the room.
                         
            The doors suddenly re-open and there are A COUPLE (dressed
            nicely) and awkwardness as Logan hits the door close button.
                         
                                               LOGAN (CONT'D)
                      Sorry. Going up.
                         
            Laura starts hitting other buttons again. He swats her again.
                         
            INT. OKLAHOMA CITY CASINO/HOTEL - SUITE - DAWN
                         
            Oklahoma City lies beyond the big windows, morning light
            filling this well appointed suite. We see the remains of a
            room service breakfast. Clothing wrappers and boxes are
            scattered about. In a robe, Laura helps Charles finish
            donning his new outfit. Suddenly, there are gunshots from the
            TV. Laura turns.
                         
            ON SCREEN -- A shootout in a 50's technicolor Western.
            Elisha Cook Jr is gunned down in the mud by Jack Palance.
                         
                                               CHARLES
                      This film is a classic, Laura.
                      Almost a hundred years old now. I
                      first saw it at the Esoldo in
                      Dewsbury when I was your age.
                         
            ONSCREEN -- Now, it's a cemetery scene where the homesteaders
            sing a hymnal as they lower Elisha Cook Jr. to the ground.
                         
            INT. HOTEL - SUITE - BATHROOM - SAME
                         
            A line of mini bar bottles stacked on the sink, Logan dresses
            in front of the mirror. Exhaustion catching up with him, his
            body still scarred from the battle at the smelting plant. He
            finished buttoning a new shirt. Picks up his hat.
                         
            His eyes land upon Laura's bloody clothes on the floor. Her
            backpack nearby. Logan opens the backpack, pulls out those
            files he'd seen before. TRANSIGEN and ALKALI stamped on them.
                         
            He flips through them -- records for the young mutants (some
            we saw on Gabriela's videos), we glimpse details:
                         
            X23-44: Projects himself into other people via ocular lock.
                         
            X23-22: Can FREEZE OBJECTS with her cryogenic breath.
                         
            X23-20: Can TRANSFORM AND MOVE ORGANIC PLANT LIFE -- grasses,
            trees, plants, a sort of green "Magneto".
                         
            X23-11: Can generate seismic energy in nearby objects...
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            Logan keeps flipping through the files, until he finds the
            one he's really looking for: LAURA.
                         
            "High IQ" "Volatile emotional swings" "Difficult to control"
            "Signs of Manic Depression in source genetics."
                         
            "SOURCE DNA: JAMES HOWLETT."
                         
            Clinical photos of Laura's Adamantium implant. Medical images
            of this little girl on a stainless table, in exquisite pain.
                         
            Logan can't look anymore. They bring back his own dark
            memories. Closing it, he finds a WRINKLED PHOTO clipped to
            the back. It's of GABRIELA AND ANOTHER NURSE (MARIA) WITH
            OTHER YOUNG MUTANTS IN A LAB. On back is that address in
            North Dakota. And a list of names: "Delilah, Rictor, Bobby,
            Rebecca, Laura and Charlotte."
                         
            Logan tucks the file back in the backpack, then notices
            something else... wadded in a side pocket.
                         
            SEVERAL COMIC BOOKS. X-MEN comic books.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      ...For fuck's sake.
                         
            EXT. TRUCK STOP - MORNING
                         
            As Pierce and his Reavers show up and take over the place.
            They start sealing it off, and head in to the MINI MART...
                         
            INT. TRUCK STOP MINI MART - MORNING
                         
            The clerk is scared/confused as Pierce and a Reaver enter and
            lock the door behind them...
                         
                                               CLERK
                      Who are you guys? More cops? Dude,
                      I already told them everything.
                         
            INT./EXT. VAN - TRUCK STOP - MORNING
                         
            Where a battered Caliban sits, guarded by a Reaver, the red
            slicker in his lap. The Reaver beside him reaches over and
            raises the SHADE. Caliban recoils and we now see the blisters
            on his face from the previous exposure to light.
                         
            INT. OKLAHOMA CITY CASINO/HOTEL - SUITE - DAY
                         
            Laura finishes tying her NEW SHOES amid some clothing boxes.
            She also wears a new unicorn shirt, new skirt and leggings.
            The ones from the display. She's pleased and meets eyes with--
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            Logan, who emerges from the bathroom with the backpack. He
            doubletakes at her, then grabs another bottle from the mini
            bar. We hear canned gunfire from the next room.
                         
            Laura crosses to Charles in the bedroom and sits on the edge
            of the bed where he is watching "Shane." On screen, the big
            "shoot out" grabs Laura's attention.
                         
            Logan walks in, watching indifferently.
                         
            Laura remains riveted as on-screen-- SHANE KNEELS DOWN AND
            SAYS GOODBYE TO LITTLE JOEY:
                         
                                SHANE (ON TV)
                      A man has to be what he is, Joey.
                      Can't break the mould. I tried and
                      it didn't work. There's no living
                      with a killing. There's no going
                      back. Right or wrong, it's a brand.
                      A brand that sticks. Now run on
                      home to your mother, and you tell
                      her... everything's alright and
                      there aren't any more guns in the
                      valley.
                         
            Logan looks up as he hears a sigh from Charles.
                         
            Logan clears his throat and they both turn his way. He holds
            up the THE X-MEN COMIC.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      You read this in your spare time?
                         
            She sees the comic in his hand, backpack in the other--gets
            up and grabs them both from Logan and turns back to the film.
                         
                                               LOGAN (CONT'D)
                      You do know this is bullshit,
                      right? A quarter of it happened.
                      And none like this. In the real
                      world, people die and no self
                      promoting asshole in a leotard can
                      stop it. This is just ice cream for
                                     BED-WETTERS AND--
                         
                                                CHARLES
                      --Logan.
                         
            Logan turns to Charles who forces a smile.
                         
                                                CHARLES (CONT'D)
                      I think Laura well understands
                      life's impermanence.
                                         (BEAT)
                                                (MORE)
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                                               CHARLES (CONT'D)
                      Didn't you say something about
                      finding us a new ride?
                         
            Logan looks at the two of them, all chummy now, and gets up.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      Right. Fine.
                         
            He pauses at the door and tosses a pill vial to Charles.
            Laura catches it.
                         
                                               LOGAN (CONT'D)
                      Take two more in an hour.
                         
                                               CHARLES
                      Good-bye, Logan.
                         
            INT./EXT. LIMO - OUTSKIRTS OF OKLAHOMA CITY - DAY
                         
            As Logan drives past a USED CAR dealership. He goes around
            the corner, starts looking around, goes another few blocks
            until he sees what he's looking for--
                         
            EXT. OKLAHOMA CITY - SIDE STREET - DAY
                         
            Shitty block. Graffiti everywhere. A GANG OF YOUNG THUGS hang
            beneath the interstate overpass.
                         
            Logan gets out of his limo, checks the back, sees a couple
            more of Laura's UNCANNY X-MEN COMICS lying on the bench.
            Grabs them. Checks that's everything. Then finds several of
            Charles pills wedged in the car seat.
                         
                                                LOGAN
                      ...Fuck.
                         
            He slams the door, walking past THE THUGS, tossing them the
            LIMO KEYS.
                         
                                               LOGAN (CONT'D)
                      Knock yourselves out.
                         
            Walking toward the car lot, Logan eyes the cars in the lot
            all with sale written on their windshields.
                         
            Behind him, the thugs cross to the limo, glancing at Logan
            before getting in, and laying rubber in the other direction.
            Logan flips the liquor bottle in the trash.
                         
            EXT. OKLAHOMA CITY CAR LOT - DAY
                         
            Logan stands before a USED RAM FOUR DOOR with a large cab,
            shell in back and faded electrician signage on the sides.
            A Dealer smoking a vape stands too close.
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                                               DEALER
                      I know the finish looks beat but
                      it's a `19, got less than sixty on
                      the ody and three hundred horses
                      under the hood. For 10 grand I can
                      get it re-painted for you, fresh
                      tires mounted and balanced, and
                      complete paperwork.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      ...yeah. Here's the thing. I'll
                      give you twelve as is-- if you can
                      forget the paperwork.
                         
            The dealer smiles. Looks at the money Logan is holding.
                         
                                               DEALER
                      You still need tires, tiger.
                      They're bald.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      How long is that gonna take?
                         
                                               DEALER
                      Hour, maybe less. If you want, you
                      can get yourself a glass a lunch
                      across the street while you wait.
                         
            Logan looks to the BAR / LOUNGE across the street. Inviting.
                         
            INT. BAR - MOMENTS LATER - DAY
                         
            Logan sits, glancing at the television news, sipping a high
            ball as he stares at one of Laura's UNCANNY X-MEN COMICS. The
            images weigh on Logan. He downs his drink and shuts the
            comic, then he sees another XMEN COMIC.
                         
            His face becomes grim as he stares at THE COVER. It features
            a DRAMATIC MUTANT TREK INTO THE MOUNTAINS. The title: "EXODUS
            TO EDEN!" A subtitle: "MUTANT TRAIL OF TEARS!".
                         
            On the cover and pages to follow, THOUSANDS OF MUTANTS,
            FLEEING OPPRESSION, UNDER ATTACK, headed for a place called
            "Eden" in a vast wasteland. They're being lead by XMEN, among
            them Wolverine and Xavier. Wolverine in his yellow suit.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      Jesus Christ...
                         
            Logan turns the page where it is revealed-- "EDEN" IT'S A
            HIDDEN COMPOUND. On top of a cliff. Mutants are there, young
            and old, thriving. Text in a panel reads--
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            "AMERICA, NO LONGER SAFE FOR MUTANTS! OUR HEROES FIND REFUGE
            IN EDEN: LAST STOP ON THE MUTANT UNDERGROUND TO CANADA!"
                         
            AN INSET ON A SPLASH PAGE SHOWS A MAPPING DEVICE IN XAVIER'S
            HAND. On the screen, a series of numbers, coordinates.
                         
            Logan blinks, looking at the cash envelope he got from
            Gabriela. The exact same numbers are scrawled on it below the
            fire road address. Logan glares, taking in the bald fact that
            Eden is an imaginary place in a forty year old comic book.
                         
                                               LOGAN (CONT'D)
                      `you gotta be fuckin' kidding me.
                         
                                               BARTENDER
                      You want a refill?
                         
            Logan looks up, still dazed. He shuts the comic.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      I'll take the bottle.
                         
                                                BARTENDER
                          (smiles, slides it)
                      You passing through?
                         
            Logan nods. Puts down a large bill.
                         
                                               BARTENDER (CONT'D)
                      Where you headed?
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      I don't know.
                         
            EXT. OKLAHOMA CITY CASINO/HOTEL - VALET - LATE DAY
                         
            Logan lurches the new used pick up to a stop at the hotel
            entrance. Gets out and does not give the keys to the Valet--
                         
                                               VALET
                      Sir? Are the keys in it?
                         
            That's when he sees-- A MAN WITH A PROSTHETIC (CYBORG) HAND
            standing at the entrance, talking in a cell phone.
                         
            Alarmed, Logan rounds the corner, moving past--
                         
            A HOTEL GARDENER with a hedge trimmer, touching up a shrub.
            Looking for a side entrance, Logan passes other patrons, but
            as he does, he clocks--
                         
            BLACK VEHICLES parked in a service entrance. And that's when
            it hits-- A RINGING SOUND. A SCREECH and Logan turns to see --
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            CARS CRASHING INTO EACH OTHER ON THE STREET. He turns back to
            see the Worker unconscious on the ground, the hedge trimmer
            whirring and bouncing in the grass.
                         
            THE RINGING GETS LOUDER. Casino patrons are frozen in place,
            struggling to breathe.
                         
            INT. REAVERS COMMAND TRUCK -- LATE DAY
                         
            We see LOGAN OUT THE WINDSHIELD as he moves toward the casino
            doors-- and we PAN TO--
                         
            PIERCE AND A REAVER ASSOCIATE at a command console inside the
            truck. But they too are PARALYZED FROM THE PSIONIC WAVE,
            CHOKING FOR AIR. In the bg, a battered burned Caliban is also
            paralyzed by the wave, vibrating in his restraints.
                         
            We see on the console monitor, video feeds of body cams,
            quivering but frozen pictures of our hero's suite. We hear
            the sound of men struggling to breathe over the audio feed.
            Alarms are ringing.
                         
            INT. OKLAHOMA CITY CASINO/HOTEL -- LOBBY -- LATE DAY
                         
            The RINGING LOUDER YET as Logan stumbles through the lobby
            passing Desk Clerks, Bellhops, Guests, all paralyzed.
                         
            CLOSE ON -- LOGAN struggling forward. THE RINGING INCREASES
            as he lurches, zig-zagging the crowded floor jammed with
            PARALYZED GAMBLERS, DEALERS, CROUPIERS, etc.
                         
            A man sits, frozen, beside a slot machine spitting chips.
                         
            INT. OKLAHOMA CITY CASINO - ESCALATOR
                         
            LOGAN SPRINTS PAST A CASINO ESCALATOR-- passing paralyzed
            hotel patrons being tossed off like toy soldiers--
                         
            Struggling to the elevators, pressing the button.
            Doors open and more people fall out.
                         
            INT. OKLAHOMA CITY CASINO ELEVATOR
                         
            As Logan rides up, RINGING GETS LOUDER.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      Come on, come on!
                         
            And BING the doors open and -- THE SOUND DEAFENING--
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            INT. OKLAHOMA CITY CASINO/HOTEL - 12TH FLOOR - LATE DAY
                         
            AS LOGAN LEAPS OFF THE ELEVATOR and fights his way through
            the rippling force, past A MAID, FROZEN beside her cart,
            struggling for air to make it around the corner and down the
                           HALL TOWARD--
                         
            THE CRACKED SUITE DOOR WHERE TWO ARMED REAVERS stand frozen
            and gurgling for air, their weapons pointed inward.
                         
            SNIKT! -- LOGAN'S TARNISHED CLAWS EMERGE AND --
                         
            HE GUTS THE TWO FROZEN HELPLESS REAVERS IN TWO QUICK THRUSTS.
            Their blood and guts pour to the floor, their eyes wide as
            they perish in a standing rigor mortis.
                         
            INT. REAVERS COMMAND TRUCK -- LATE DAY
                         
            PIERCE, HIS ASSOCIATE AND CALIBAN, still paralyzed the wave.
            We see on their body cam monitors as Logan skewers the men,
            their life support monitors blinking -- AGENT TERMINATED.
                         
            INT. OKLAHOMA CITY CASINO/HOTEL -- SUITE -- LATE DAY
                         
            Logan pushes through THE DOOR TO FIND-- A SURREAL SCENE:
            THREE MORE REAVERS FROZEN IN MID ATTACK. The room service
            cart up-ended.
                         
            CHARLES sits slumped in his chair, near the window, mouth in
            a rictus-like grimace, body quivering, rippling waves of
            force emanating from his skull.
                         
            LAURA, HER CLAWS OUT, is on the floor, semi-paralyzed,
            struggling to pull herself toward Charles' meds. She reaches
            the hypodermic, attempts to hand it to --
                         
            Logan who falls to his knees from the shrieking wave. He
            fumbles, almost dropping it, eyes starting to roll up in his
            own head as he lunges and jams the needle into Charles' neck.
                         
            After a moment, RINGING stops -- Logan falls back-- the
            remaining Reavers fall to the ground and, as they gasp for
            air, Laura and Logan kill them all. Brutal.
                         
            Charles is spent dazed, gasping for air.
                         
            Logan peers down at one of the dead Reavers, checking him
            out, peering into his BODYCAM.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      We have to go.
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                                   59.
                         
                         
            INT. OKLAHOMA CITY CASINO/HOTEL -- LOBBY - MINUTES LATER
                         
            Dealers, Bellhops, patrons all stumble about in a daze --
            children crying -- some people are vomiting or clawing at
            their heads. SIRENS IN THE DISTANCE.
                         
            As Logan comes out of an elevator pushing a dazed Charles in
            his chair, Laura follows. Charles is horrified.
                         
                                               CHARLES
                      I'm so sorry. Oh God...
                         
            INT. OKLAHOMA CITY CASINO/HOTEL - CASINO FLOOR - DAY
                         
            Logan pushes Charles, fast, and Laura follows, dragging her
            backpack, making their way toward the glass doors.
                         
            They zig zag through the crowd of recently unstuck patrons
            and employees, many sick and stumbling, choking, some crying,
            some scream for medical help.
                         
            Bouncing in his chair, Charles stares at the suffering around
            him, stricken with empathy-- and guilt.
                         
            Laura lingers, watching A FAT MAN GET CPR FROM A PANICKED
            COCKTAIL WAITRESS. The man suddenly comes to life, sucking
            air. The waitress' face fills with wonder. Laura stares.
                         
                                                 LOGAN
                      Hey! Now!
                         
            EXT. OKLAHOMA CITY CASINO/HOTEL - VALET - TWILIGHT
                         
            Catching up, Laura follows Logan and Charles out the casino
            doors. We hear the rising sirens of approaching first
            responders as the trio moves to the new pick up truck.
                         
                                                 LOGAN
                      This way!
                         
            Logan lifts Charles into the back seat, throws the chair in
            back bed and gets in. Laura climbs in beside Charles, who
            stares out the back window at the chaos as they pull away.
                         
            The camera pans with them as they depart, then finds--
                         
            SEVERAL REAVER VEHICLES parked at the side of the building.
                         
            MOVING IN ON -- THE REAVER COMMAND TRUCK. THE BACK DOORS
            suddenly BURST OPEN. PIERCE stumbles out, dazed, sweaty. He
            looks to emergency trucks approaching, cherry topped. Then
            his eyes find-- FIVE REAVERS.
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                                   60.
                         
                         
                                               PIERCE
                      Get the bodies.
                         
            Restrained in the back of the truck, Caliban, blistered and
            weak, watches PIERCE, who leans against the truck to support
            himself, chugs some water until he feels Caliban's stare and
            SLAMS THE DOOR.
                         
            INT./EXT. PICK UP - FARM COUNTRY HIGHWAY -- DAWN
                         
            CLICK. CLACK. CLICK. CLACK. Logan drives. A good distance
            from the Oklahoma City, topography has changed.
                         
            The sun breaks over the horizon. The radio chatters with
            breaking news reports on the event at the Casino--
            speculation of a gas leak or food poisoning.
                         
                                REPORTER (ON RADIO)
                      ...some noting a similarity to the
                      incident last year in Westchester,
                      New York that left 50 dead, and
                      twice that many injured--
                         
            Logan SNAPS off the radio, quickly looks in back to see if
            Charles overheard it. Charles was sleeping. Opens his eyes.
                         
            CLICK. CLACK. CLICK.
            Logan's eyes flit to Laura playing with the door lock.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      Knock it off.
                         
            She stares at him in the mirror, CLICK, does it again.
                         
                                               LOGAN (CONT'D)
                      I said knock it off.
                         
            Charles takes a breath, closes his eyes.
                         
                                               CHARLES
                      She's a child, Logan.
                      In point of fact she's--
                         
                                                LOGAN
                      How long has it been since you took
                      your meds?
                                         (NO RESPONSE)
                      Charles. How long?
                         
                                               CHARLES
                      ...I don't know. Two days.
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                                61.
                         
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      You saw what happened last night.
                      If that shit had gone on longer,
                      everyone at that casino--
                         
            He stops himself.
                         
                                               CHARLES
                      I did what I had to do to stop
                      those men from taking Laura.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      You didn't do anything. You freaked
                      out and had a fucking seizure.
                         
                                               CHARLES
                      I guess you prefer me
                      pharmaceutically castrated,
                      rambling on like some lunatic.
                      So much easier on you.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      Easier? There's nothing easy about
                      you.
                         
                                               CHARLES
                      Yes, Yes please, be like the rest
                      of the world and blame someone else
                      for your boring shit.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      Yeah, I know, Pop, I'm such a giant
                                     DISAPPOINTMENT--
                         
                                               CHARLES
                      Self loathing. Anger. Disdain.
                      Cowardice. Oh yes. Your peaks and
                      your valleys. Mostly valleys-- it's
                      all so Goddamn boring.
                         
            Laura looks from one to the other, nervous for the first time
            since she climbed into the car with these two. She starts
            flicking the locks again.
                         
                                               CHARLES (CONT'D)
                      You honestly derive no sense of
                      purpose from what we're doing?
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      What are we doing?!
                         
                                               CHARLES
                      There is a young mutant. Sitting in
                      our car.
                                               (MORE)
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                                62.
                         
                                               CHARLES (CONT'D)
                      And where we are taking her, there
                      are more of them. Does that mean
                      nothing to you?
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      Yes. It means nothing to me.
                      Especially since Nurse Gabriela
                      made all this Eden shit up from
                      fucking comic books.
                         
                                               CHARLES
                      What are you talking about?
                         
            Logan realizes he's gone too far, tosses the bottle of pills
            to Laura, which, as usual, she catches like Willie Mays.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      Give those to him. Take out two and
                      give them to him.
                         
                                               CHARLES
                      What do you mean--
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      Now. For fuck's sake. Take the
                      pills. Now.
                         
                                                CHARLES
                      Logan.
                         
                                                LOGAN
                      Take them.
                                         (TO LAURA)
                      Give him the pills.
                         
                                                CHARLES
                                     LOGAN --
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      --GIVE HIM THE FUCKING PILLS!
                         
            Laura hesitantly hands them to Charles who looks at Logan in
            the mirror, holds up a pill for him to see, takes one.
                         
                                                CHARLES
                      Happy?
                         
            Before Logan can answer, A SIREN SOUNDS. A STATE TROOPER IS
            BEHIND THEM, LIGHTS FLASHING.
                         
                                                LOGAN
                                         (PULLING OVER)
                      Cop. Fuck.
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                                   63.
                         
                         
                                               CHARLES
                      What does he want?
                         
            Logan watches in the rearview as a TALL WOMAN TROOPER gets
            out, puts on her shades.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      She. I might have been speeding.
                         
                                               CHARLES
                      Are you sure that's all it is?
                         
                                                LOGAN
                      If it wasn't, there'd be a lot more
                      than her behind us.
                          (looks at Laura)
                      I need you to please try and not
                      kill this lady. Okay?
                         
            Laura retracts her claws.
                         
            EXT. FARM COUNTRY HIGHWAY - DAY
                         
            The female TROOPER, mirrored Ray-Bans (some things never
            change), raps on the window. Logan lowers it, smiles.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      Was I going a mite fast, officer?
                         
                                               TROOPER
                      License and registration, please.
                         
            Logan reaches into the glove box.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      I just bought it, but I-- here--
                         
                                                TROOPER
                                         (TAKES IT)
                      Any idea just how "mite" fast you
                      were going, Mr... Howlett?
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      Seventy? Ish?
                         
                                                TROOPER
                      Try ninety six.
                          (looks at him)
                      Ish.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      Shit. I didn't think this thing
                      could make that.
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                                   64.
                         
                         
            She peers over the top of her glasses into the back at
            Charles and Laura. Charles smiles.
                         
                                               TROOPER
                      You're not from round here. It's
                      harvest season. You need to be more
                      careful. This your daughter?
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      Yes, ma'am.
                         
                                               TROOPER
                      What's your name, honey?
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      She doesn't speak.
                         
                                               TROOPER
                      But she does have a name.
                         
                                                LOGAN
                      Laura.
                         
            The Trooper looks at Laura.
                         
                                                TROOPER
                      That your name, honey?
                                         (LAURA NODS)
                      And is this man your father?
                         
            Laura looks at Logan. A pause. Then... nods.
                         
                                                CHARLES
                                         (LEANS FORWARD)
                      My son has a bit of a lead foot. I
                      try to tell him that Mount Rushmore
                      will still be there and just as
                      beautiful a day from now.
                         
            The Trooper finishes writing the ticket...
                         
                                               TROOPER
                      You got a nice family. Try to keep
                      `em safe, James.
                         
            EXT. REAVER CARAVAN -- OUTSKIRTS OF OKLAHOMA CITY -- DAY
                         
            THE CARAVAN OF REAVER VEHICLES is parked in a large paved
            pull out area, like a weigh station or rest stop. Local
            police wave traffic past, clearing the way for--
                         
            A FLATBED TRUCK approaching with a police escort.
            THERE IS A HUGE BOX STRAPPED IN THE BACK OF THE TRUCK.
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                                   65.
                         
                         
            CLOSE ON -- PIERCE, looking from the arriving flatbed to --
                         
            A HELICOPTER growing larger in the sky.
                         
            INT./EXT. REAVER CONTROL TRUCK -- CONTINUOUS
                         
            Beaten, burned and shaking, confined in the back, Caliban
            hears the approaching chopper and peers out through a
            security window, watching--
                         
            The helicopter land on the blacktop. He shifts to a second
            window to see a better view of--
                         
            THE RED HAIRED MAN FROM THE LAB, as he steps out of the
            chopper and heads directly to Pierce. A silent movie as
            Pierce gets his ass handed to him.
                         
            Caliban's attention shifts back to the first window as--
                         
            THE FLATBED TRUCK pulls up next to the control truck. Its
            HANDLERS look nervous. Inside the big box strapped in back,
            there is some sort banging, then a low guttural screaming.
                         
            Now, the Red Haired Man, carrying a medical case, approaches
            the flatbed and opens the back hatch, disappearing the big
            box. The screaming subsides.
                         
            Caliban collapses to the floor. Closes his eyes.
                         
            EXT. FARM COUNTRY HIGHWAY - DAY
                         
            As the pick-up truck passes a billboard that reads
                         
            WELCOME TO CORN COUNTRY: HEART OF AMERICA.
                         
            Fields on either side of the endless ribbon of road. In the
            fields are HUGE AUTOMATED THRESHERS/HARVESTERS. The machines
            are several times bigger than what we see on farms today.
                         
            INT./EXT. PICK UP - FARM COUNTRY HIGHWAY - DAY
                         
            As Logan navigates the pick-up through what looks like a
            canyon of big trucks. Laura, face pressed to the glass,
            stares up and out the window at all of them.
                         
            One of them inches over and Logan is almost run off the road.
                         
                                                LOGAN
                                     HEY--
                         
            He hits the HORN, looks up at the driverless truck cab as he
            pulls around.
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                                66.
                         
                         
                                               LOGAN (CONT'D)
                      IN YOUR OWN LANE, ASSHOLE!
                         
                                               CHARLES
                      Language, Logan. And you're
                      screaming at a machine.
                         
            Logan flips off the truck anyway as he passes, gets clear of
            all of them. Logan sees Charles shake his head.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      What, she can gut a man with her
                      feet, but she can't hear naughty
                      words?
                         
                                               CHARLES
                      She can learn to be better.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      You mean, better than me.
                         
                                                CHARLES
                      Actually, yes. And by the way,
                      Laura's foot claws are an obvious
                      result of her gender.
                          (off Logan's look)
                      In a pride of lions, females are
                      caregivers of the young and hunters
                      of the pride, they have front claws
                      to hunt and foot claws for defense.
                      They use the foot claw to strike
                      the belly or bladder of the
                      attacker, thus ensuring their
                      escape and survival.
                         
            Laura takes this in, turns and looks out the other window.
            Logan sighs and drives on.
                         
            LAURA'S POV - ANOTHER CAR An older farm pick up truck towing
            A HORSE TRAILER. Laura stares at the animals as they pass.
                         
            In the back seat of the pick up sits A TEENAGE BOY. He looks
            back at Laura. Up front are his MOTHER and FATHER. They also
            look this way, smile. A farm family.
                         
            Soon Logan has left them behind, too. A moment of quiet in
            the car. Logan looks in the rearview at Charles and Laura.
            Both seem calm, even serene, as they gaze out their windows,
            Laura still looking back at the horses. ...Almost normal.
                         
            But then A LOUD HORN and Logan looks ahead as he's nearly run
            off the road by one of the GIANT HULKING VEHICLES coming in
            the other direction, crossing into his lane.
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                                  67.
                         
                         
            Logan pulls the wheel one way then swerves back as LAURA'S
            CLAWS EXTEND AND PUNCH THROUGH THE ROOF with one hand, holds
            Charles with the other so they don't get thrown.
                         
            Logan struggles to gain control of the pick-up, spins the
            truck around so it's facing on-coming traffic, avoids ANOTHER
            MEGA-TRUCK coming at them before he finally gets the pick-up
            onto the shoulder, facing in the direction they came from.
                         
            The three of them watch down the highway from the shoulder
            (looking in the direction of where they just came) as--
                         
            THE FAMILY TOWING THE HORSE TRAILER ARE RUN OFF THE ROAD by
            one of the SAME CAREENING MEGA TRUCKS. Their horse trailer
            tipping onto its side at an angle, its doors swinging wide.
                         
            Logan, Charles and Laura watch as -- FOUR HORSES now leap
            from the trailer, running free...
                         
                                                  LOGAN
                         Shit. Oh well.
                         
            Logan twists the wheel, prepares to pull back onto the
            highway and drive away. Charles puts a hand on his shoulder.
                         
                                                  CHARLES
                         We have to help them.
                         
                                                  LOGAN
                         We have to keep moving. Someone
                         will come along.
                         
                                                  CHARLES
                         Someone has come along.
                         
            The Father, Mother and Teenage Son run after THE HORSES NOW
            ON THE HIGHWAY. ANOTHER MEGA TRUCK NEARLY MISSING THEM.
                         
            Logan sighs, straightening the wheel and driving up the
            shoulder toward them. Charles watches as--
                         
                                                  MOTHER
                         Nate! Get off the road!
                         
            THE TEENAGE BOY (NATE) DODGES ANOTHER TRUCK as he attempts to
            round up the panicked horses...
                         
                                                  MOTHER (CONT'D)
                         Nate!
                         
                           ON CHARLES
                         
            He closes his eyes. Concentrates.
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                                68.
                         
                         
            AND THE HORSES
                         
            come to a stop in unison. They turn and lope to the side of
            the road like a bunch of trained Lippizaners.
                         
            EXT. FARM COUNTRY HIGHWAY - SIDE OF THE ROAD - DAY
                         
            A mesmerized Laura climbs out of the pick-up, watching as--
                         
            Nate pulls himself onto the bare back of one of the horses by
            the mane, holds onto the other by a halter.
                         
            Logan climbs out of the pick up and approaches the father,
            who has crossed back to the trailer and cursing (rated G),
            tries to get the wagon out of the ditch. His wife climbs
            behind the wheel, gently spinning the tires to no effect.
                         
                                                  LOGAN
                         Can I give you a hand?
                         
                                                  FATHER
                         Sure. Thank you.
                         
                           ON CHARLES
                         
            As he opens his eyes and watches the boy ride/lead the
            animals back to the trailer door just as Logan and the Father
            and Mother gas and heave-ho it back upright.
                         
                           LAURA
                         
            Watches from a middle distance. She's fascinated by the boy
            and his ability with horses. But mostly by the boy.
                         
            The Mother now exits the cab, joins Nate, helping him load
            the horses back into the carrier. She notices her son is
            angry. He slams the tailer doors behind them.
                         
                                                  MOTHER
                         Nate.
                         
                                                  NATE
                         What.
                         
            Meanwhile, at the side of the truck, the father extends his
            hand to Logan
                         
                                   FATHER (O.S.)
                         I appreciate this. Thank you.
                         Will Munson.
                         
                                                  LOGAN
                         James. Howlett.
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                                 69.
                         
                         
            The Mother now comes over with the boy.
                         
                                               MOTHER
                      Thank you so much for your help,
                      sir. I'm Kathryn, and this our son,
                      Nate.
                         
            Logan smiles at her. There's a connection. Kathryn looks at
            their truck, sees Laura.
                         
                                               MOTHER (CONT'D)
                      Is that your daughter?
                         
            Logan sees Laura standing beside the truck in the stolen
            shades, watching them. The boy now notices her for the first
            time. Charles peers out the side door.
                         
                                                LOGAN
                      Yeah. That's Laura.
                          (as Charles waves)
                      And that's my... dad.
                                         (THEN)
                      Chuck.
                         
                                               WILL
                      Where you all headed?
                         
                                                LOGAN
                      North.
                         
            Laura's off at the trailer, petting one of the horses.
            The couple exchanges a look with each other, then--
                         
                                                KATHRYN
                      Can we at least give the three of
                      you a decent meal, show our
                      appreciation? We don't live far
                      from here.
                         
                                                CHARLES
                          (leaning out the car door)
                      That would be lovely.
                         
                                                LOGAN
                      No, thank you, we really can't--
                                         (TO LAURA)
                      Laura, get back here.
                         
                                               KATHRYN
                      Please. It's the least we can do.
                      And you're going to have to stop
                      for dinner somewhere.
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                                   70.
                         
                         
            INT./EXT. REAVER TRUCK-- HIGHWAY PULL OUT - SUNSET
                         
            CLOSE ON -- AN IV connected to Caliban's pale skin. A man's
            fingers delicately adjust the drip.
                         
                                RED-HAIRED MAN (O.S.)
                      In the 1950's, in an effort to
                      increase honey production in the
                      tropics, a Brazilian research team
                      cross-bred the European Honey Bee,
                      Apis mellifera, the classic model,
                      and a heartier stronger African
                      variety, Apis mellifera capensis.
                         
            Caliban opens his eyes and looks up at THE RED-HAIRED MAN.
            His manner is soft, warm. His voice seductive, smooth.
                         
                                RED-HAIRED MAN (CONT'D)
                      These hybrid bees were stronger and
                      aggressive to be sure, but despite
                      their fortitude, they made no honey
                      at all, nor assist in pollination.
                      In the lab, they did little, in
                      fact, besides killing other bees.
                         
            THE MAN sits close to CALIBAN, shining a pinlight on his
            lesions, in his ears. Examining. He smiles.
                         
                                 RED-HAIRED MAN (CONT'D)
                      The researchers wanted to help
                      mankind, but instead, they created
                      monsters. And before they could
                      correct their error, a few escaped
                      to the wild. And these bees formed
                      a swarm and spread across Brazil
                      and multiplied, moving up the
                      continent, killing men women and
                      children. Even worse, these killer
                      hybrids threatened the viability of
                      the worldwide bee population and
                      subsequently, human survival.
                                         (SUDDENLY BRIGHTENS)
                      Oh, the price of progress.
                         
            Caliban's eyes flick out the window where --    Pierce talks
            with his remaining Reavers.
                         
                                RED-HAIRED MAN (CONT'D)
                      My colleague tells me you've been
                      somewhat resistant. He believes
                      you're dispensing delayed
                      information, allowing your friends
                      to stay one step ahead.
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                                71.
                         
                         
                                               CALIBAN
                      Please let me be...
                         
                                               RED-HAIRED MAN
                      I'm offering an opportunity,
                      Caliban. To redeem yourself, to
                      protect the world, and, in the
                      process, save your friends.
                         
            Caliban just looks back at him. Shudders.
                         
                                RED-HAIRED MAN (CONT'D)
                      The girl is a rather small price to
                      pay for that. Unlike you, she's not
                      pure. She wasn't made by nature.
                      She's a mistake of my own. A killer
                      bee who's escaped from the hive.
                      And I need to get her back before
                      she stings.
                         
                                               CALIBAN
                      What do you want from me?! I did
                      what I could and your human toaster
                      ovens fucked it all up.
                         
            The man smiles.
                         
                                               RED-HAIRED MAN
                      I agree the Reavers have not been
                      effective. I'm bringing new tools
                      to bear. But I still need someone
                      to point us in the right direction.
                         
                                               CALIBAN
                      No, no, no. I can't keep--
                         
                                               RED-HAIRED MAN
                      Breathe. Breathe. What does he
                      have, the old man, your friend?
                      Alzheimer's? ALS? A degenerative
                      brain disease in the world's most
                      dangerous brain. What a combo.
                         
            The man considers Caliban a moment, then reaches in his bag.
                         
                                 DR. RICE
                      You pay a high price for your
                      gifts, my friend. Too bad you and I
                      didn't meet years ago. I could have
                      saved you some pain. I have
                      something for your blisters.
                          (pulling a vial of creme)
                      My name is Dr. Rice, by the way.
                                                (MORE)
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                                  72.
                         
                                 DR. RICE (CONT'D)
                          (meets his eyes)
                      You can call me Zander if you like.
                         
            INT. FARMHOUSE - KITCHEN - NIGHT
                         
            The Munson family and the "Howlett" family all sit around a
            table covered with food, heads bowed as the son says grace.
            All except Laura who looks around at the family pictures, the
            religious decorations (they are everywhere), the warm
            furnishings. Another strange place.
                         
                                               NATE
                      We thank you, Lord, for this
                      food... and we also thank you,
                      Lord, for sending our new friends,
                      the Howletts to our aid today.
                      Amen.
                         
            They all dig in. Laura eats like a wild animal, and the
            Munsons pause to watch. Charles puts a hand on her arm.
                         
                                               CHARLES
                      Slow down, child.
                         
            She looks around at the others, all of whom smile at her,
            then slows down.
                         
                                               KATHRYN
                      There's plenty more if you want.
                         
                                               WILL
                      Where are you all heading?
                         
                                                 LOGAN
                      Oregon.
                         
                                               CHARLES
                      South Dakota.
                         
            They look at each other.
                         
                                               CHARLES (CONT'D)
                      Oregon, then South Dakota.
                         
                                                 KATHRYN
                      Vacation?
                         
                                                CHARLES
                      Yes. Long overdue. We're city folk.
                      Always wanted to take a road trip,
                      see the country.
                          (smiles at them)
                      Meet the people who live in it.
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                                73.
                         
                         
            Logan looks up at Charles. Watches him. The old man having
            himself a good time.
                         
                                               KATHRYN
                      That sounds lovely. I've been
                      trying to get Will here to take a
                      vacation for years now.
                         
                                               WILL
                      And if we go out traipsing around
                      the country, who's gonna take care
                      of this place?
                         
                                               KATHRYN
                      Exactly. I say, let it go.
                         
                                               WILL
                      And live off what?
                         
                                               KATHRYN
                      The Lord will provide.
                         
                                               WILL
                      Well, I'm still waiting for him to
                      provide me with a new thresher.
                         
                                                KATHRYN
                          (smiles at Charles)
                      All the same, I'd love to travel
                      someday.
                         
                                               CHARLES
                      And I bet you will.
                         
                                               NATE
                      I could drop out of school.
                         
                                               KATHRYN
                      Let's not go that far.
                         
            Friendly laughter around the table. THE SOUND FADES. PASSAGE
            OF TIME AS Laura watches the ritual of Family Dinner. Studies
            it. She's never really seen a family. Or, for that matter, a
            teenage boy. She keeps her eyes fixed on him.
                         
            Then as DINNER FINISHES AND CLEAN UP BEGINS--
                         
                                               CHARLES
                      Kathryn, that was easily the best
                      meatloaf I've ever had.
                         
                                               KATHRYN
                      Thank you, Chuck.
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                                74.
                         
                         
            Charles gives Logan a look across the table. Kathryn turns to
            Logan now. Smiles.
                         
                                               KATHRYN (CONT'D)
                      What about you, James. Are you
                      married?
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      Oh. I uh, I--
                         
                                                WILL
                      Kathryn.
                         
                                               KATHRYN
                      What? It's a natural thing to ask.
                         
                                               CHARLES
                      He was. She passed.
                         
                                               KATHRYN
                      Oh, I'm so sorry.
                         
            Will gives her a look that says, See? That's why you don't
            ask shit like that!
                         
                                               CHARLES
                      He killed her.
                         
            Logan looks up at Charles. An awkward beat. Then they all
            burst out laughing. Logan considers Charles across the table.
            Was that Dementia? A joke?
                         
            Logan smiles at Kathryn, stands.
                         
                                                LOGAN
                                         (STANDS)
                      Ma'am, I can't thank you enough for
                      dinner. But we have a long drive
                      ahead of us.
                         
                                               KATHRYN
                      You need to rest, don't you?
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      We'll find a motel.
                         
                                               WILL
                      Nearest is two hours from here and
                      it's not very--
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                                75.
                         
                         
                                               KATHRYN
                      They're gonna stay here. We have a
                      perfectly fine room upstairs for
                      your daughter and father and you
                      can sleep in the living room on the
                      convertible.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      Kathryn. That's very nice of you,
                      but we really should hit the--
                         
                                               CHARLES
                      We could leave first thing in the
                      morning. Crack of dawn as it were.
                         
            Logan grabs Charles' wheelchair.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      Let's go wash up, Pop.
                         
            INT. FARMHOUSE -- BATHROOM -- SAME
                         
            Logan counts out two pills to Charles who finishes splashing
            water on his face, and grabs a towel. They whisper.
                         
                                               CHARLES
                      --two days on the road with one
                      meal and hardly any sleep. She's
                      eleven and I'm fucking ninety.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      That's a hundred and one reasons to
                      keep moving.
                         
                                               CHARLES
                      I'm not a box of avocados.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      And then what. We stay the night
                      and then what?
                         
                                                CHARLES
                      We take Laura to her friends in
                      Eden and then... then we buy that
                      Sunseeker.
                         
            Logan just stares back at him, hands him his pills, goes to
            fill a cup of water. The faucet sputters and spits air. The
            pipes shudder all through the house.
                         
                                   WILL (O.S.)
                      Goddamnit.
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                                   76.
                         
                         
            INT. FARMHOUSE -- HALLWAY
                         
            Logan emerges from the bathroom, Charles follows.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      What is it?
                         
                                               WILL
                      Nate, go fill up the tub before we
                      lose pressure.
                         
            Nate dutifully rushes into the bathroom, starts the tub.
                         
                                                KATHRYN
                          (crosses to the window)
                      They shut it off again.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      Who's "they?"
                         
            Laura steps into the hall.
                         
                                                KATHRYN
                                         (TO WILL)
                      You best deal with it now.
                         
                                               WILL
                      It can wait till morning. We got
                      rain last night.
                         
            Kathryn gently touches Will's arm. Her hand slides down to
            his. Laura is fascinated by the simple gesture.
                         
                                               KATHRYN
                      Will. We have three guests in this
                      house and sink full of dishes.
                         
                                                WILL
                      Alright. You're right.
                          (explaining to Logan)
                      The pump station that supplies us
                      is a mile and a half from here.
                      Sometimes it gets itself shut off.
                         
                                               NATE
                      By assholes.
                         
            Will gives his son a look. Charles gives Logan a look.
                         
                                               CHARLES
                      My son can go with you.
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                                77.
                         
                         
                                               WILL
                      Oh, no. Thank you. But these men
                      who did this, they can be--
                         
                                                  NATE
                      I'll come.
                         
                                               KATHRYN
                      No. You have homework.
                         
                                                  LOGAN
                      I'll go.
                         
            Kathryn and Logan meet eyes.
                         
                                               LOGAN (CONT'D)
                      Just let me get my dad... settled.
                         
            Logan wheels Charles toward the stairs. Nate passes them and
            stomps up the steps. Laura watches.
                         
            INT. FARMHOUSE -- HALLWAY -- NIGHT
                         
            Laura comes to the top of the stairs and looks at Charles'
            empty wheel chair in the hallway. Logan carries Charles into
            a lit bedroom at the end of the hall. A sweet sight.
                         
            Laura turns looking in the cracked door of Nate's bedroom.
                         
            INT. GUEST BEDROOM -- SAME
                         
            Inside the guest room, Logan tucks Charles in. Charles looks
            out the window beside the bed. The moon over the silos.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      There's a TV in here.
                         
                                                CHARLES
                                         (SMILES GENTLY)
                      I'm fine.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      Okay... Get some rest.
                         
            As Logan turns away, Charles reaches for him.
                         
                                                CHARLES
                      You know, Logan. This is what life
                      looks like. A house, people who
                      love each other. A safe place. Take
                      a moment and feel it.
                                         (BEAT)
                      You still have time.
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                                   78.
                         
                         
            Logan looks off, distant. Troubled.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      Charles. The world is not the same
                      as it was. We're taking a risk
                      here. And where we're going. Eden.
                      It doesn't exist. Her nurse got it
                      from a comic book.
                         
            Charles stays quiet.
                         
                                               LOGAN (CONT'D)
                      You just need to understand-- it's
                      not real.
                         
            Charles looks up at Logan, his tone gentle, and firm.
                         
                                               CHARLES
                      It is for Laura.
                         
            INT. FARMHOUSE - DEN - NIGHT
                         
            Logan passes Laura as he comes down the stairs. He follows
            Will down the hall. A GUN COCKS and Logan sees Will has
            opened A CABINET, tucking a pistol in his waistband.
                         
                                                WILL
                                         (SMILES)
                      Don't worry. We won't need it.
                         
            EXT. FARMHOUSE - DIRT ROAD - NIGHT
                         
            As Logan and Will carry tools along a dirt access road...
                         
                                               WILL
                      Canewood Beverage bought up
                      everything out here. Except us.
                      When we wouldn't sell, they tried
                      eminent domain. Then screwing with
                      our water. Couple months ago,
                      someone poisoned our dogs.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      So today, out on the highway--
                         
                                               WILL
                      Who knows. Maybe.
                         
            Looking at the giant harvesters working the dark fields.
                         
                                               WILL (CONT'D)
                      They're like dinosaurs. Twenty ton
                      bodies with little tiny brains.
                                               (MORE)
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                                 79.
                         
                                               WILL (CONT'D)
                      They work day and night, no
                      drivers, shucking their cloned up
                      super-corn. Bears fruit in half the
                      time. Taste like shit, though.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      So why do people eat it?
                         
                                                WILL
                      They don't. They drink it.
                          (off Logan's look)
                      Corn syrup. Its in all those
                      drugged up drinks everyone's having
                      nowadays-- to stay awake, feel
                      strong, cheer up, sexy, whatever.
                      Used to be a time when a bad day
                      was just a bad day, you know?
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      Mine still are.
                         
            Will leads Logan to a PUMP HOUSE. A tangle of intersecting
            irrigation pipes under a canopy. The lock HAS BEEN BROKEN.
                         
            Logan looks out into the night, cautious.
                         
            INT. PUMP HOUSE - NIGHT
                         
            Will sets his tools down and looks at the pump. Someone has
            opened up all the valves and the place is now flooding.
                         
                                               WILL
                      Looks like we'll be here a while.
                         
            Logan finds a convenience store cigar in his pocket. Lights
            it. Enjoys the moment, wind blowing through the trees.
                         
            INT. FARMHOUSE - NATE'S ROOM - NIGHT
                         
            Rodeo trophies, posters, etc. The room of a kid who loves
            everything about that world. Nate -- ear buds in -- does his
            homework while listening to music. He looks up and sees--
                         
            LAURA standing in the doorway watching his every move.
            She looks at the trophies, curious.
                         
            He glances at her, but tries to focus on his homework.
            Erases something on his electronic writing pad.
                         
            She looks at the pad's screen. A series of equations with
            blanks to fill in and chicken scratch in the digital margins.
            He pulls out one of the buds, waves a stylus, and explains--
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                                80.
                         
                         
                                               NATE
                      I'm not too good at math.
                         
            She stares at the equations on the pad, the screen littered
            with scribbles, things crossed out, then looks once more at
            the trophies...
                         
                                               NATE (CONT'D)
                      Those two are for breakaway roping.
                      Those for barrel racing. Those up
                      there are for pole bending. But all
                      second, third place. I'm not so
                      good at it. My dad makes me do it.
                         
            She just looks at him. Stares at him, really. Hears music
            coming from the dangling bud and looks at it.
                         
                                               NATE (CONT'D)
                      You wanna listen?
                         
            He puts the bud in her ear so that they now each have one.
                         
                                               NATE (CONT'D)
                      It's called "Devil's Whisper". It's
                      by Raury.
                         
            She listens to the music a moment, cuts her eyes at the older
            boy who can feel her looking at him. Takes a whiff of him. He
            finally pulls the bud from his own ear and gently passes her
                           HIS PHONE--
                         
                                               NATE (CONT'D)
                      Here. Take it for tonight. I'll get
                      it back in the morning.
                         
            She just looks back at him. He holds up his stylus...
                         
                                                NATE (CONT'D)
                      I gotta do my homework.
                          (holds out his hand)
                      Good-night.
                         
            She stares at his extended hand. Then looks at the screen of
            the pad. She takes the stylus and hunches over him and
            quickly scrawls on the screen--
                         
                                               NATE (CONT'D)
                      Hey, what are you--
                         
            Then he realizes that she's doing the equations. One after
            the other. Just like that. She finishes, then straightens up.
                         
                                               NATE (CONT'D)
                      How did you do that?
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                                81.
                         
                         
            NOW she shakes his hand. He notices little ridges on her
            knuckles. Looks up at her as she puts the other bud in her
            ear and walks out. He sighs, goes back to his work.
                         
            INT. FARMHOUSE -- SPARE BEDROOM - NIGHT
                         
            Charles lies in the bed, already asleep. Laura walks in and
            pads to the other side of the bed and curls up on the floor.
                         
            She lies there, listening to Nate's music. She clings to the
            WRINKLED PHOTO of the mutant kids, like a talisman. A hint of
            a smile as she looks out at the moonlight, eyes heavy.
                         
            EXT. PUMP HOUSE -- NIGHT
                         
            As Logan and Will finish closing and resetting the huge
            irrigation valve. A two-man job to get the giant bolt locked
            back down. As they work...
                         
                                                WILL
                      How long's your girl been that way?
                          (off Logan's look)
                      Mute.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      Since... well.. the beginning.
                         
                                               WILL
                      Some ways I envy you. They get to
                      be Nate's age, the nonsense that
                      comes out their mouth. Makes you
                      question the point of it all.
                         
            Logan smiles, nods. Tell me about it.
                         
                                               WILL (CONT'D)
                      Hard thing, fatherhood. Never ends.
                         
            Logan considers Will a long moment as the man works.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      You're a lucky man.
                         
                                                WILL
                                         (NODS)
                      I guess I am.
                         
            The WATER FINALLY STOPS RUSHING IN.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      That should hold it.
                         
                                               WILL
                      Until the next time.
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                                82.
                         
                         
            EXT. PUMP HOUSE - NIGHT
                         
            Logan watches a TRUCK come up the road as Will puts a new
            lock on the gate.
                         
                                               WILL
                      Don't know why I bother.
                         
            He now turns and sees the vehicle as well. Steps forward.
                         
                                               WILL (CONT'D)
                      Stay here, James. I'll handle this.
                         
            Will walks forward with a thick wrench at his side.
                         
            The Truck pulls up. On the side it says CANEWOOD BEVERAGE.
            FOUR BIG MEN get out. All with weapons. One of them gets out
            on the driver's side, holding a rifle. This is JACKSON.
                         
                                               JACKSON
                      Evening, Mr. Munson.
                         
            Will just nods.
                         
                                               JACKSON (CONT'D)
                      What brings you out this way?
                         
                                               WILL
                      Why don't you ask your boys?
                         
                                               JACKSON
                      You understand, you're trespassing
                      right now, right?
                         
                                               WILL
                      I have an easement with the
                      previous owner of your property.
                         
                                                JACKSON
                      Previous being the operative word.
                          (looks at Logan)
                      Who's this?
                         
                                                LOGAN
                          (before Will can speak)
                      I'm nobody. Just a guy telling you
                      to get back in your nice truck and
                      play Okie dickhead somewhere else.
                         
            Jackson smiles, cuts a look at the others, then...
                         
                                               JACKSON
                      You hire some muscle, Mr. Munson?
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                                83.
                         
                         
                                               WILL
                      He's a friend of mine.
                         
                                               JACKSON
                      A friend with a big mouth.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      I hear that a lot.
                         
                                               JACKSON
                      Then you probably hear this, too.
                         
            And now he cocks the rifle. Logan nods.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      More than I'd like.
                         
                                               JACKSON
                      Then you know the drill. I'm gonna
                      count to three and you are gonna
                      start walking away.
                         
            He nods to the dark field.
                         
                                               WILL
                      I got rights to this water --
                         
                                                JACKSON
                      One.
                         
                                               WILL
                      And I have a lawyer now--
                         
                                                JACKSON
                                     TWO--
                         
            And that's when Logan reaches out and snatches the rifle from
            Jackson by the barrel, surprising everyone. Especially when
            he slams the butt of it into Jackson's face.
                         
                                                LOGAN
                      Three.
                         
            Jackson goes down to his knees clutching his bloody face as
            the other three move on Logan.
                         
            Will pulls his pistol and hits one across the face, points it
            at the other two as Logan flips the rifle, points it at them.
                         
                                                LOGAN (CONT'D)
                      You all know the drill.
                          (fires above their heads)
                      Go.
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                                84.
                         
                         
            They haul Jackson to his feet, throw him in the truck, turn
            around and drive back the way they came.
                         
            Logan breaks the rifle over his knee and throws the pieces
            into the field. He turns to see Will staring at him.
                         
                                               WILL
                      You've had training.
                         
                                                LOGAN
                      Some.
                         
            EXT. FARMHOUSE - NIGHT
                         
            Quiet. A moment. As Logan and Will walk back up the road.
            Feeling good about what they've accomplished.
                         
                         
                                                WILL
                      Wish I had you around all the time.
                                         (HALF JOKING)
                      Sure you don't want to stay?
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      No, but I'll take a drink if you
                      got one.
                         
                                               WILL
                      Kathryn doesn't like booze in the
                      house.
                         
                                                LOGAN
                                         (SMILES)
                      Maybe I got something in the truck.
                         
            INT. FARMHOUSE -- SPARE BEDROOM -- NIGHT
                         
            Crickets buzz in the fields. A breeze blows. Charles lies
            awake, looking out at the crescent moon over the farm. His
            eyes travel downward to find-- Laura asleep on a hooked rug.
                         
            Then: A FLOORBOARD CREAKS and Charles turns to see-- LOGAN,
            in the doorway, in silhouette. He looks at Laura asleep on
            the floor, curled like a shrimp. He takes a step toward her.
                         
                                               CHARLES
                      ...Don't wake her yet. Let her have
                      another hour.
                         
            Logan looks at Charles. Charles lays back on the pillow
            looking out the window at the farm. Something stirring him.
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                                85.
                         
                         
                                               CHARLES (CONT'D)
                      ...This was, without a doubt, the
                      most splendid night I've had in a
                      long time. ...but then...
                         
            As Logan takes another step toward Laura, Charles trembles.
            He does not look away from the window.
                         
                                                CHARLES (CONT'D)
                      ...I don't deserve it, do I?
                                         (THEN)
                      ...I did something... unspeakable.
                         
            Logan turns.
                         
                                               CHARLES (CONT'D)
                      I remembered what happened in
                      Westchester. This was not the first
                      time I've hurt people.
                         
                          (pain fills his eyes)
                      Until today, I didn't know. You
                      wouldn't tell me. We just kept
                      running from it. I'm done running.
                         
            Charles turns to Logan.
                         
                                                CHARLES (CONT'D)
                                         (ALMOST FUNNY)
                      I think I finally understand you,
                      Logan...
                                         (DEAD SERIOUS)
                      ...the burden you carry...
                         
            Logan arrives at Charles bedside. Puts his hand on Charles'
            shoulder. Charles cocks his head, perplexed, looking up at
            him in the shadows. Something is wrong.
                         
                                                CHARLES (CONT'D)
                      Logan...
                         
            LOGAN PRESSES HIS FIST INTO CHARLES' CHEST.
                         
            Charles GASPS. Logan pulls his hand back and that's when we
            see his CLAWS ARE BLOODY.
                         
            On the floor, LAURA OPENS HER EYES.
                         
            Charles LOOKS UP FROM HIS WOUND, blood coming. He tries to
            reach a bedside light and succeeds as again-- THE CLAWS
            PLUNGE INTO HIS CHEST. IN THE LIGHT WE SEE -- THIS IS A
            PERFECT DOUBLE OF LOGAN.
                         
            For simplicity's sake, let's call this creature BAD LOGAN.
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                                 86.
                         
                         
            He will also be referenced as "X-24", his model number. He
            is a younger, stronger, clone of The Wolverine. Feral, he
            moves in a slight crouch. He is not the absence of emotion
            but rather, the presence of it, most noticeably, rage.
                         
            LAURA FLIES AT BAD LOGAN, SHRIEKING, landing on his back,
            gouging his flesh. He spins, trying to shake her, swiping at
            his back with his blades. He stumbles across the room and
            slams his back on the wall, crushing her, plaster cracking.
                         
            LAURA DROPS TO THE GROUND. Dazed.
                         
                                 NATE (O.S.)
                      Hey!
                         
            NATE STANDS IN THE DOORWAY, a Louisville Slugger in his hand.
                         
            His wide eyes take in Charles, bleeding, still moving, Laura
            on the floor, claws covered in blood. Then he looks to BAD
            LOGAN-- AND LUNGES--
                         
            A METALLIC THWACK as the bat connects with Bad Logan's head,
            but the clone hardly registers the impact AS WE CUT TO :
                         
            INT. ALKALI COMMAND VEHICLE -- COUNTRY ROAD -- CONTINUOUS
                         
            The tinny transmitted sounds of the violence play off screen
            as we look at the Munson farmhouse a ways off through a
            windshield. PAN TO REVEAL--
                         
            WE'RE IN THE ALKALI COMMAND VEHICLE. PIERCE AND DR. RICE are
            riveted to a feed from Bad Logan's bodycam.
                         
                                               PIERCE
                      Your baby boy just took out the
                      most wanted mutey in the world.
                         
                                DR. RICE
                      He's fantastic.
                         
            Caliban stares, stricken, his face pressed against the bars
            in his cage in the rear of the truck.
                         
                                               CALIBAN
                      You said you wanted the girl! You
                      said you just wanted the girl!
                         
            ANOTHER REAVER SMACKS THE CAGE, knocking Caliban down.
                         
                                 DR. RICE
                                         (BRIGHT EYED)
                      I told you I was forced to bring a
                      new tool to bear. He's just a baby
                      and a bit of a blunt instrument.
                                                (MORE)
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                                87.
                         
                                DR. RICE (CONT'D)
                      But your friends had every chance.
                      And so did you.
                         
            WIDER -- EXT. FARMHOUSE / COUNTRY ROAD -- SAME
                         
            WE SEE THE SEVERAL REAVER/ALKALI VANS nestled in an overgrown
            section of country road, among them the FLATBED WITH THE BIG
            BOX. Only the big doors are wide open... WE PAN TO --
                         
            The Munson corn field. Logan (regular Logan) and Will are
            coming down the irrigation road toward the Munson Farm.
                         
                                               WILL
                      Since Nate was born, I try not to
                      imbibe much. Maybe once a month.
                         
            Passing the sheds and equipment, Logan crosses toward his
            pick-up truck as Will breaks for the house.
                         
                                               WILL (CONT'D)
                      I'm guessing you enjoy a drink more
                      often than that.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      Only on days that end in "Y."
                         
            INT. FARMHOUSE -- HALLWAY / STAIRS -- CONTINUOUS
                         
            Carrying Laura, BAD LOGAN steps over NATE'S GUTTED BODY and
            heads down the hall toward the stairs. We hear A SHOTGUN RACK
            and see-- Kathryn in her bedroom door with a two barrel.
                         
                                               KATHRYN
                                         (LOW)
                      Put her down.
                         
            Bad Logan stares at her. Drops Laura.
                         
                                 WILL (O.S.)
                      Kathryn!
                         
                                               KATHRYN
                      Stay down there, Will!
                         
            EXT. FARMHOUSE -- CONTINUOUS
                         
            Logan grabs a booze bottle from the glove box. And that's
            when he turns, smelling something. The horses in the corral
            seem excited. LOGAN'S HEAD SNAPS UP.
                         
            GUNSHOTS RING OUT. SCREAMS FROM THE HOUSE.
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                                   88.
                         
                         
            INT. FARMHOUSE -- UPSTAIRS HALLWAY -- CONTINUOUS
                         
            CLOSE ON-- LAURA, pinned in the restraining device on the
            floor where Bad Logan dropped her, lying on her side.
                         
            FROM HER DUTCHED POV -- we see Bad Logan killing Will who
            tumbles down the stairs. We also see Kathryn dead, beside
            Nate, also lifeless. Tears fill Laura's eyes.
                         
            Pellets rain from above.
                         
            Laura looks up to -- Bad Logan, wounds healing.
                         
            She struggles in rage as--
                         
            Bad Logan picks her up moves to the staircase.
                         
            INT./EXT. FARMHOUSE - HALLWAY - NIGHT
                         
            LOGAN LEAPS BURSTS INTO THE BACK DOOR TO FIND--
                         
            WILL, LYING IN A HEAP AT THE BASE OF THE STEPS. GUTTED.
                         
            Then Logan sets eyes upon--
                         
            A DOUBLE OF HIMSELF COMING DOWN THE STEPS, CARRYING LAURA.
            A reincarnation of Weapon X. From the floor, Will's eyes fix
            on Logan, life draining from him.
                         
            Logan meets Bad Logan's yellow eyes.
                         
            Logan glances to--
                         
            The blood drenched stairs-- where he last saw Charles.
                         
            Laura watches, trapped in the restraints as--
                         
            Bad Logan suddenly moves away, with Laura toward the front
                           DOOR AND--
                         
            LOGAN RACES UPSTAIRS but the camera stays at the bottom,
            looking upward.
                         
            ON LOGAN -- IN THE UPSTAIRS BEDROOM
                         
            He stands over Charles, ravaged and bloody. Their eyes meet.
            Charles is still alive.
                         
            EXT. FARMHOUSE -- NIGHT
                         
            BAD LOGAN (X-24) carries Laura down the front steps, heading
            toward the farm road.
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                                   89.
                         
                         
            INT. FARMHOUSE -- STAIRCASE -- CONTINUOUS
                         
            ON LOGAN'S BACK AS HE CLATTERS DOWN THE STAIRS, CHARLES' in
            his arms, wrapped in a bloody quilt.
                         
            EXT. FARMHOUSE -- CONTINUOUS
                         
            X-24 (Bad Logan) stops in the center of the road where --
                         
            THE ALKALI CONVOY HEADLIGHTS BLINK ON.
                         
            X-24 squints at them. Starts toward the lights with his
            quarry...
                         
            INT. FARMHOUSE -- DOWNSTAIRS HALL -- CONTINUOUS
                         
            Logan racing out the door with Charles. The pick up lies
            ahead.
                         
            INT. ALKALI TRUCK -- CONTINUOUS
                         
            Dr. Rice leans forward, rapt, watching out the windshield
            like a proud father-- as X-24 comes up the road toward them,
            carrying Laura. Beside him, Pierce and the Reaver Driver.
                         
                                                REAVER DRIVER
                          (starting up the vehicle)
                      I'll pick em up -- meet em halfway.
                      Let the clean up crew in.
                         
                                 DR. RICE
                      No.
                         
            Rice's eyes are glued on X-24: his project's first road test.
                         
                                DR. RICE (CONT'D)
                      Let him come to us.
                         
            In back, Caliban lies on the corrugated steel floor, beaten
            and bruised. He rises, peering through a slot. He sees:
                         
            Logan emerging from the front door, Charles in his arms.
                         
            Caliban blinks back tears, overcome with guilt, sorrow...
                         
            Rice watches eagerly as Bad Logan nears their truck.
                         
                                               RICE
                      We learned the hard way with the
                      X-23's. We assumed, because they
                      were children, their emotional
                      responses could be manipulated. But
                      you can't nurture rage. You must
                      simply design it.
                                               (MORE)
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                                   90.
                         
                                                RICE (CONT'D)
                                         (SMILES)
                      Like God did.
                         
            Pierce spots a SECOND SET OF HEADLIGHTS coming from the other
            direction, the high-beams bearing down on X-24.
                         
                                               PIERCE
                      Who the fuck is that?
                         
            EXT. FARMHOUSE -- ON THE ROAD -- CONTINUOUS
                         
            Bad Logan now pauses, torn between competing headlights.
                         
                                JACKSON (O.S.)
                      Will Munson!
                         
            A broken-nosed JACKSON AND FOUR MEN jump out of his truck.
                         
            EXT. FARMHOUSE -- LOGAN'S PICK UP -- CONTINUOUS
                         
            Logan gently lays Charles in the back of the pick up. He
            tries to wrap him tighter in the quilt, pulls out his keys.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      You need to keep this around you.
                      Charles. Listen, you need--
                         
            Charles' eyes find Logan. He mutters something.
                         
                                                LOGAN (CONT'D)
                      --What?
                         
            In the bg., distant YELLING --
                         
                                JACKSON (O.S.)
                      Munson, goddammit! Come out here!
                         
            EXT. FARMHOUSE -- CONTINUOUS
                         
            Jackson and his men come up the road, armed, pissed.
                         
                                               JACKSON
                      Come out here now, Munson!
                         
            Some of the men direct Jackson's attention to Bad Logan
            standing there, staring at them.
                         
                                               JACKSON (CONT'D)
                      Oh. Hello, asshole. Look.
                         
            INT./EXT. ALKALI TRUCK -- CONTINUOUS
                         
            Rice and Pierce react as Bad Logan reverses direction, moving
            toward Jackson, leaving Laura in the middle of the road.
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                                  91.
                         
                         
                                DR. RICE
                      No. No, no.
                         
            EXT. FARMHOUSE ROAD -- CONTINUOUS
                         
            Bad Logan keeps walking toward Jackson and his men.
                         
                                               JACKSON
                      I don't know what Munson's paying
                      you, but I'm willing to let bygones
                      be bygones. We could start you at
                      5G. A week that is.
                         
            He keeps walking. They cock their weapons.
                         
                                               JACKSON (CONT'D)
                      You best stop where you are, pal.
                      We're the law out here.
                         
            Jackson fires a blast into X-24's chest but he keeps coming
            toward him -- SNIKT! -- claws emerging--
                         
                                               JACKSON (CONT'D)
                      What in high holy--
                         
            Jackson never completes the thought. X-24 DECAPITATES HIM.
                         
            JACKSON'S MEN REACT IN HORROR, start to run, but he's on them
            like a sprung beast.
                         
            INT. ALKALI TRUCK -- CONTINUOUS
                         
            DR. RICE, PIERCE and THE REAVERS are fixated on what is
            happening but THE CAMERA FINDS --
                         
            CALIBAN, curled in a ball in the back, darkness in his eyes
            as he watches -- LOGAN at his truck.
                         
                                 DR. RICE
                                         (TO PIERCE)
                      He's confused. We need to
                      intervene.
                         
                                               PIERCE
                      You're the one he listens to, Doc.
                         
            CUT TO-- LOGAN AT THE PICK-UP
                         
            Charles' finger taps the pick up bed. Logan leans close to
            hear him say with a trace of a smile...
                         
                                               CHARLES
                      ...our boat... ...our Eden...
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                                92.
                         
                         
            Charles tenderly touches Logan ...and then he passes.
                         
            Logan stares at Charles. Gone.
                         
            We hear the SHOUTS from Jackson's men as they fall, one by
            one. Only now does the sound of world seem to seep back in.
                         
            Logan dimly aware of the blood-curdling SCREAMS... He pulls
            the blanket over Charles, his eyes filling with rage.
                         
            BACK TO LAURA
                         
            She watches, immobilized as -- over at the Alkali Truck --
                         
            Dr. Rice, who's seen enough, THROWS OPEN THE DOOR and jumps
            down, gesturing toward Laura, shouting past to--
                         
                                DR. RICE
                      Twenty Four! Stop! Stop now! Get
                      the girl! Get back here!
                         
                         
            X-24 (BAD LOGAN)
                         
            slashing the last of Jackson's men, surrounded by corpses,
            turns to see DR. RICE.
                         
                                   DR. RICE
                      Come! Now!
                         
            A gunshot hits Bad Logan's shoulder. He spins. One of
            Jackson's men, not quite dead, has managed to crawl to a gun.
            X-24 crosses, lifts him by the hair and slits his throat.
                         
            INT./EXT. ALKALI TRUCK -- CONTINUOUS
                         
            Rice turns toward Pierce and the Reavers.
                         
                                DR. RICE
                      Go fucking get her!
                         
            AS THE TWO REAVERS GRAB WEAPONS, CLATTERING TOWARD THE EXIT,
            they hear a sound. Along with Pierce, they all turn to see--
                         
            A BOX OF MUNITIONS FALLEN TO THE GROUND, Caliban's long arm
            GRABBING ONE GRENADE AFTER ANOTHER, PULLING PINS and tossing
            them about the cabin. The Reavers lunge for the loose
            grenades. Caliban pulls a last pin and hold this one, meeting
            eyes with Pierce.
                         
                                               CALIBAN
                      Beware the light.
                         
            Pierce dives for the exit as...
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                                  93.
                         
                         
            THE TRUCK IS ENGULFED IN A RAPID SERIES OF EXPLOSIONS...
            Dr. Rice knocked to the ground by the force, tries to get up
            and is driven down by another blast.
                         
            Laura reacts, her face glowing orange.
                         
            LAURA'S POV -- She can make out in the chaotic aftermath--
            Reavers on fire inside the glowing truck, Pierce stumbling
            from the wreckage...
                         
            X-24 sees Dr. Rice, on the ground, starts to move to him when
            -- HE IS BLIND-SIDED BY AN ENRAGED LOGAN.
                         
            Before X-24 can react, LOGAN JAMS HIS CLAWS INTO X-24'S CHEST
            OVER AND OVER, IN A FRENZIED BLUR OF RAGE, DRIVING THE BIG
            CLONE BACKWARD, BLOOD SPATTERING.
                         
            And X-24 just takes the beating, seemingly amused, THEN
            SUDDENLY DRIVES HIS CLAWS INTO LOGAN'S CHEST and heaves Logan
            like a stuck pig over his head, slamming him on a rock.
                         
            LOGAN lies there, bleary, his body ravaged. His eyes find --
                         
            LAURA, as she struggles to get out of her restraints, head
            bent an angle, watching (sideways) as--
                         
            X-24 finishes injecting himself with another booster shot
            AND THEN LEAPS AT LOGAN, ABOUT TO SPEAR HIS HEAD WITH BOTH
            SETS OF CLAWS when--
                         
            LOGAN RAISES HIS CLAWS AND, with all his strength, struggles
            to hold back X-24 PRESSING DOWN, THEIR BLADES INTERLOCKED.
                         
            X-24 is too much for him. Logan knows he cannot beat this
            thing, and he rolls from beneath him, X-24's claws spearing
            into the dirt.
                         
            Logan stumbles to his feet, X-24 doing the same and as he
            lunges again, Logan retreats, starting a crooked, delirious
            line toward -- Laura.
                         
            X-24 RUNS AT LOGAN FROM BEHIND, CLAWS OUT -- LAURA SCREAMS! --
                         
            AS THE CREATURE JAMS HIS CLAWS INTO LOGAN'S BACK AND SPINS
            HIM, THROWING HIM DOWN ON THE ROCKS. THEN--
                         
            X-24 SPEARS HIS CLAWS INTO LOGAN'S GUT, starts goring him,
            pulling blades upward, when he hears an engine, turns--
                         
            AND IS HIT BY WILL'S TRUCK AND CARRIED ON THE GRILL until
            he's IMPALED ON THE HULKING THRESHER.
                         
            Spattered in blood, Logan watches from the ground as --
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                                   94.
                         
                         
            WILL MUNSON stumbles from the truck, bloodied, crazy-eyed.
            HE RAISES A SHOTGUN AT THE IMPALED CREATURE --AND FIRES OVER
            AND OVER-- shotgun hulls dropping.
                         
            BOOM! X-24 IS SHOT IN THE FACE.
            BOOM! SHOT IN THE CHEST, torso exploding.
            BOOM! SHOT IN THE NECK!
                         
            Logan crawls away, trying to get a footing. For a moment he
            meets Will Munson's eyes. Filled with bewilderment and rage.
            Blood comes from his mouth and he collapses, dead.
                         
            LOGAN hobbles to Laura. As he picks her up, he glances to--
                         
            A FRIGHTENED DR. RICE, still lying in the dirt-- and the
            wounded, charred PIERCE, crawling away from the Alkali truck,
            his cyborg arm blown off.
                         
            WE SEE A CRIPPLED BURNT FORM COLLAPSE IN CORN, CALIBAN,
            watching from a cockeyed view, with some satisfaction as--
                         
            INT./EXT. LOGAN'S PICK UP / CORNFIELD -- CONTINUOUS
                         
            Logan throws Laura on the front bench, climbs behind the
            wheel, starts the engine, jams on the gas.
                         
            THE PICK UP TRUCK ROARS OFF STRAIGHT INTO THE CORNFIELD,
            hard, tearing through the stalks.
                         
            Beside Logan, Laura sees Charles dead in the back and becomes
            frantic, pulling at her restraints, screaming.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      Hold still! Stop it! Stop!
                         
            Logan reaches over with one hand and hacks at her manacles as
            he steers with the other. They say nothing more to each
            other, driving away into the night.
                         
            EXT. FARMHOUSE - DAWN
                         
            SEVERAL TRUCKS HAVE PULLED UP IN FRONT OF THE MUNSON HOUSE.
            Men in hazmat take away the bodies of the Munsons.
                         
                                DR. RICE (PRE-LAP)
                      It's alright...
                         
            EXT. FARMHOUSE - DAWN
                         
            DR. RICE opens his MEDICAL KIT and kneels over-- BAD LOGAN,
            EYES SHUT, POCKED WITH BUCKSHOT. THE CREATURE GROANS IN PAIN.
            HIS BODY HEALING.
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                                   95.
                         
                         
                                               RICE
                      You did fine, twenty four. Breathe.
                      You're healing. You did well.
                      You're a newborn by any measure.
                      Just breathe. Your body has work to
                      do. Hemostasis, angiogenesis,
                      epithelialization, stromal cell
                      proliferation -- Here. This will
                      help with the pain.
                         
            He takes out A SILVER INJECTION GUN WITH A VIAL ATTACHED and
            injects a dose into Bad Logan's neck. Rice touches Bad Logan
            on the hand and he seems to lean into the touch.
                         
            EXT. WYOMING HIGHWAY - DAYS
                         
            Logan and Laura head north under a sign that reads:
                         
                               "WELCOME TO WYOMING."
                         
            EXT. STAND OF TREES, OFF THE ROAD - WYOMING LAKE - MORNING
                         
            Overlooking a small lake. LOGAN finishes covering CHARLES'
            GRAVE. Its physically hard for him to do this. Now he stands
            there, trying to think of what to say. He looks at--
                         
            LAURA, on the other side of the grave, a few steps back. She
            takes her sunglasses off. Takes the ear buds out of her ears.
            Ready to hear his words.
                         
            BACK TO-- LOGAN. He looks back at the grave, then out at the
            lake. Clears his throat. His eyes are sallow, his skin pale.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      Well. It's got water and... it's...
                         
            Logan just halts. He looks down and sees-- Laura, taking his
            hand in hers, the same way that Kathryn did with Will at the
            farmhouse. She looks up at him.
                         
                                               LOGAN (CONT'D)
                      --its got water and it's --
                         
            Unable to contain himself, Logan pulls back his hand.
                         
                                               LOGAN (CONT'D)
                      ...Fuck this...
                         
            He starts away, limping, with the shovel. Only now do we
            realize just how ravaged Logan's body still is from his
            battle with X-24. Blood stains everywhere.
                         
            Laura stands there, staring as--
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                                96.
                         
                         
            Logan stumbles to the equally ravaged pick up truck. He
            tosses the shovel in back and grunts something at Laura like
            "come on!" When she doesn't move, he curses and gets in the
            truck but it won't turn over. He starts cursing again and
            gets out and pops the hood.
                         
            A dog barks. Laura looks out across the landscape.
                         
            Downstream a quarter mile, A MAN crosses from a STATION WAGON
            with his labrador, pole on his shoulder, tackle box in hand.
                         
            Laura looks back down to Logan.
            He has collapses in front of the car in a heap.
                         
                         
            INT. URGENT CARE CENTER - TREATMENT ROOM - DAY
                         
            Logan lies, hooked to an IV on a small bed. He coughs and
            opens his eyes. He is in the examination room of some sort of
            small town walk-in clinic. The place is decorated in a Rocky
            Mountain style. Out the windows, granite peaks. An Old Doctor
            stands over him. He has a soulful face, a bolo tie and big
            belt buckle. Reminds one of Richard Farnsworth.
                         
                                               OLD DOCTOR
                      Welcome back. I was starting to
                      think I was gonna have to tell that
                      nice little girl out in the waiting
                      room that her daddy's gone.
                         
            Logan notices the EKG monitor connected to him. The Doctor
            sits down and smiles...
                         
                                OLD DOCTOR (CONT'D)
                      I always hoped I would get a chance
                      to meet someone like you. There's
                      so few of you left.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      ...Nice to meet you too, Doc, but I
                      need to get on my--
                         
            He tries to sit up, but the old doctor puts a hand on him.
                         
                                               OLD DOCTOR
                      What you need is rest... and
                      treatment. You need to check
                      yourself in somewhere and--
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      --I'm alright. I'm fine.
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                                  97.
                         
                         
                                               OLD DOCTOR
                      No. You're not. I mean, I know
                      you're different. But that doesn't
                      change the fact that something
                      inside you is poisoning you. You
                      need to check yourself into a
                      hospital and run some tests, find
                      out what it is.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      ...I know what it is.
                         
            Logan pulls off the wires and tubes and gets up.
                         
            INT. URGENT CARE CENTER - WAITING ROOM - DAY
                         
            Logan limps into the waiting area. Laura is sitting there.
            A Nurse looks up as the Doctor emerges, right behind him--
                         
                                               OLD DOCTOR
                      Please. Mister. If you don't want
                      to go to a hospital, maybe I can--
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      --Doc. Look at me. You seem like a
                      nice man. But you wanna save a
                      life? Save yours. And everyone
                      else's in this place. Let us get on
                      our way.
                         
            Logan turns to-- Laura. She meets his eyes.
                         
                                                 LOGAN (CONT'D)
                      Let's go.
                         
            EXT. URGENT CARE CENTER - DAY
                         
            Logan and Laura emerge from the Mountain clinic with a big
            sign with a red cross on it. Laura leads him, limping to--
                         
            THE FISHERMAN'S STATION WAGON. Yet another commandeered
            vehicle. She hands him the keys with a lure fob.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      You can't just take shit, you know.
                         
            He opens the driver's door and finds a booster seat made from
            bundled cardboard and a box of milkbones. Logan looks at
            Laura climbing in on the passenger side.
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                                   98.
                         
                         
            INT./EXT. STATION WAGON - URGENT CARE CENTER - DAY
                         
            Logan tosses the booster pile to the back and climbs in,
            brushing away dog hair. He starts the station wagon, but
            before pulling out, turns to her.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      Look. I don't know how you got me
                      here,.. but thank you.
                         
                                                  LAURA
                      De nada.
                         
            He stares back at her. She stares back at him. Finally.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      ...You can talk?
                         
                                                  LAURA
                                         (NODS)
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      You can talk.
                         
                                                LAURA
                                         (NODS AGAIN)
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      What the fuck?! Why haven't you--
                      What's all this bullshit been for
                      the last two thousand miles of--
                         
            But she's already spitting out words in Spanish, fast.
                         
                                               LAURA
                      Tu espera que hable con tu cuando
                      no mirarme? Tu espera que hable con
                      tu cuando me insultas y tratar de
                      dejarme atrás!?--
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      SHUT THE FUCK UP!!!
                         
            She stops. She stares at Logan a moment, then very slowly in
            accented English begins to recite:
                         
                                               LAURA
                      Jonah, Gideon, Rebecca, Delilah and
                      Rictor.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      Who is that?
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                                 99.
                         
                         
            Laura pulls out THE ENVELOPE OF CASH and points to the
            address and coordinates on it.
                         
                                                LAURA
                      North Dakota.
                                         (THEN)
                      Por favor.
                                         (THEN REPEATS)
                      Jonah, Gideon, Rebecca, Delilah and
                      Rictor.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      Okay. Look. This place. Your mom...
                      she read too many... stories.
                         
            Laura just ignores him, reaches into her backpack and takes
            out the comic, opens it.. Shows him an image of the idyllic
            Box Canyon...
                         
                                               LOGAN (CONT'D)
                      Yeah, I know... I saw it...
                         
            She holds up another picture from the page he'd read in the
            bar, another drawing showing "Eden."
                         
                                                LOGAN (CONT'D)
                      Right. This place does not exist.
                      No exist-o. It's fictional.
                          (jabs the page)
                      Eden does not exist.
                         
                                               LAURA
                      Si, Eden, por favor.
                         
                                                LOGAN
                                         (STARTS COUGHING)
                      No. I am saying that place is
                      imaginary. It's a fantasy. See that
                                     RIGHT THERE--
                          (points at cover, authors)
                      --those are the names of the people
                      who made up these stories.
                      Something happened once and these
                      people made it into a big lie...
                         
            Laura bursts out with more Spanish--
                         
                                               LAURA
                      Le pagaron me llevo a este lugar!
                      ¿Por qué no puedes llevarme a este
                      lugar!
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                               100.
                         
                         
            Then, exasperated, rummages through her pack. He sits there,
            too tired to fight, watches as she comes up with a MAP. She
            points to where they are, and to where they need to go.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      Yes, I know. It's a long way.
                         
            She punches him in the arm. Hard.
                         
                                               LOGAN (CONT'D)
                      Okay. First-- ow. Second, Look at
                      me. I'm fucked up. That's two days
                      driving from here.
                         
            She smacks the map.
                         
                                               LAURA
                      Jonah, Gideon, Rebecca, Delilah and
                      Rictor.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      Stop saying those names--
                         
            She again punches him in the arm.
                         
                                                 LAURA
                      Vaminos!
                         
            She goes to punch him again. He catches her fist.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      Do. Not. Hit. Me.
                         
                                               LAURA
                      Jonah, Gideon--
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      --And stop saying those--
                         
                                               LAURA
                      --Rebecca, Delilah and Rictor.
                         
            She won't stop saying the names. A broken record.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      Okay-- ENOUGH. Enough.
                         
            She puts his hand on the wheel.
                         
            INT. TENTED INFIRMARY -- DAY
                         
            Find Pierce in a gown, upright on a field hospital bed,
            hooked to an IV, skin covered with burn salve and gauze.
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                               101.
                         
                         
            His stumped arm is exposed, doing its best to help his good
            hand repair A CYBORG HAND which sits on the overbed. As he
            glances out a side window, he tosses a screwdriver back to--
                         
            A FLESHY NURSE standing over him, fumbling with a tool box.
                         
                                               PIERCE
                      That ain't a torx, honey. That's a
                      phillips head. I need a torx.
                         
            Pierce glances again out the side window -- into the parking
            lot of a rural high school, cordoned off, thick with military
            vehicles, issue sedans, a command trailer and dome tents.
            Outside the trailer, Dr. Rice is getting harangued by a group
            of MILITARY BRASS and INTEL / CONTRACTOR TYPES.
                         
                                               NURSE
                      This? Or this. They look the same.
                         
            Pierce snatches the tool he needs from the nurse and in two
            strokes, fixes his cyborg hand. Wiggles the fingers. Goes
            immediately to work, grabbing AN EVIDENCE FOLDER.
                         
            Inside is a collection of documents from the farmhouse, among
            them, Laura's wrinkled photograph.
                         
            HE PULLS IT CLOSE-- Gabriela and the X-23 kids. And another
            nurse, Maria, the one who sang on birthdays. He turns the
            photo over to read the scrawl on the back, then sees
            something else, something that makes his eyes bright.
                         
                                               MILITARY NURSE
                      Wow. Responsive.
                         
                                                PIERCE
                      What?
                         
                                               MILITARY NURSE
                      Your hand. Its amazing.
                         
                                               PIERCE
                      Get the fuck out of here. This
                      shit's classified.
                         
            INT. CONVERTED HIGH SCHOOL -- SAME
                         
            Dr. Rice enters swiftly from a hallway, pushing through
            plastic drapes as if hoping to lose the collection of
            government types who follow him into this tented gymnasium.
                         
                                               MAJOR
                      --and we understand the importance
                      of containment, Dr Rice. But we are
                      in the continental United States.
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                               102.
                         
                         
                                DR. RICE
                      --Yes we are, and I terminated your
                      goddam mutant most wanted.
                         
                                               MAJOR
                      We appreciate that but you can't
                      just leave a war zone behind like
                      you, like you did in Juarez. We--
                         
            The Major and his companions suddenly realize they are moving
            through a makeshift morgue. TWO DOZEN BODIES laid out as a
            haz mat team tags them. The bodies are mostly children,
            slightly off looking mutants. A few we might recognize from
            Gabriela's video. Also among them, Will, Kathryn, and Nate.
                         
                                DR. RICE
                      I'd appreciate it, Major, if your
                      associates would stop staring at
                      the dead assets. Try to remind
                      yourselves these were all little
                      killing machines, machines who
                      would have happily disemboweled
                      your family.
                         
                                                MAJOR
                      Not all.
                         
                                 DR. RICE
                          (spins, livid)
                      I was told you want these assets
                      off board, dead or alive. Are you
                      changing my brief?! Are you?
                         
            The people stop walking.
                         
                                                MAJOR
                      ...No.
                         
                                 DR. RICE
                                         (SMILES)
                      Okay. Good bye.
                         
            Rice heads for a side door, pausing by another table where
            the BURNED CORPSE OF CALIBAN lies curled.
                         
                                DR. RICE (CONT'D)
                      Save tissue from this one. He was a
                      good tracker and had a high IQ.
                         
            INT./EXT. SCHOOL EXIT / TENT INFIRMARY -- SAME
                         
            Rice walks out of the school building, blows past an MP and
            the fleshy nurse, crossing into the infirmary tent. He finds
            Pierce getting dressed, pulling the IV, grabbing a crutch.
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                               103.
                         
                         
                                   DR. RICE
                      You're up?
                         
            Pierce hands Rice -- THE WRINKLED PHOTOGRAPH.
                         
                                               PIERCE
                      Look at that. Was found at the
                      farmhouse. I know. It's her. But
                      look at the other side.
                         
            Rice turns it to reveal-- The coordinates in North Dakota.
                         
                                               PIERCE (CONT'D)
                      Those are the coordinates of a fire
                      road in the Badlands. A reservation
                      near the Border. And, according to
                      Wikipedia, its also this.
                         
            He hands a tablet with the "EDEN EXODUS" X-MEN COMIC cued on
            the screen. Rice regards it skeptically. Thousands of mutants
            in Exodus, headed for the Badlands.
                         
                                               PIERCE (CONT'D)
                      Gaby loved that shit.
                         
            INT. CONVERTED HIGH SCHOOL LOCKER ROOM -- SAME
                         
            A MEXICAN WOMAN looks up in terror as a door unlocks. She
            looks familiar, despite the bruises and blood. An armed guard
            looks up from a show on his phone.
                         
                                DR. RICE
                      Hello, Maria.
                         
            And now we recognize the name and face: Maria, the other
            nurse in Gabriela's video.
                         
                                DR. RICE (CONT'D)
                      So I understand that your mother
                      and son are safe at the holding
                      center in Guadalupe. We're looking
                      after them both of them.
                         
            Maria is sickened by the notion.
                         
                                               MARIA
                      Wh-what more do you want from me?
                         
            Rice takes out the tablet containing the X-Men comic. Her
            blanching expression immediately betrays her: she knows this
            place, knows what it means...
                         
                                DR. RICE
                      Connect the fucking dots, dear.
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                                  104.
                         
                         
            She looks up at him, gripped by fear. Rice just smiles.
                         
            EXT. WINDING HIGHWAY - DAY
                         
            As the station wagon moves along winding road through the
            mountains. It starts to drift off the road...
                         
            INT./EXT. STATION WAGON - HIGHWAY - BADLANDS - DAY
                         
            Logan at the wheel. Laura shoves him and he wakes up, swerves
            back off the shoulder. She nods to the wheel, speaks Spanish:
                         
                                               LAURA
                      Let me drive.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      No. Absolutely not.
                         
            He's barely awake. Barely alive, it seems. He's bruised and
            broken. Blood runs from his sleeve from some unseen cut or
            cuts on his arm. He turns to see Laura still looking his way.
                         
                                               LOGAN (CONT'D)
                      Quit looking at me.
                         
                                                LAURA
                                         (SPANISH)
                      You're dying.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      No comprende.
                         
                                               LAURA
                      You are dying.
                         
            Logan turns to her. Looks away. To weary to say anything.
                         
                         
                                                LAURA (CONT'D)
                      You want to die.
                          (off Logan's look)
                      Charles told me.
                         
                                                LOGAN
                                         (REACTS)
                      What else did he tell you?
                         
                                               LAURA
                      To not let you.
                         
            She grabs the wheel, pulls to the right, taking them onto the
            shoulder. Logan tries to fight it but can't. Hits the brakes.
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                               105.
                         
                         
                                                 LOGAN
                      Hey.
                         
            He hits the brakes.
                         
                                                 LAURA
                      Rest.
                         
            Logan turns the car off, glares at her, closes his eyes.
                         
            INT. EXT. WINDING HIGHWAY - TWILIGHT
                         
            As night falls, Laura watches the deeply sleeping Logan. With
            a sign she reaches over to him and starts to pull his body to
            the passenger side.
                         
            WE CUT OUTSIDE and watch Laura finish hauling Logan over into
            the shotgun seat. Then she walks around the station wagon and
            gets in the other side-- and lays rubber down the highway.
                         
            EXT. BADLANDS / BOX CANYON - MORNING
                         
            CLOSE ON -- LOGAN, who wakes with a start. Things are all
            crooked. He is alone in the station wagon.
                         
            He stumbles out the door to see that the front end of the car
            is nose down in a swale.
                         
            He shuffles, weak and woozy, following a path in the dirt,
            and then he sights--
                         
            Laura about a hundred yards ahead of him, hiking up a rise.
            Her eyes find his.
                         
                                                LAURA
                                         (IN SPANISH)
                      Come! Come!
                         
            She whistles loudly. A covey of birds fly out of the brush.
            Laura smiles for the first time. It is beautiful. Logan
            stumbles forward, follows her into a clearing which reveals--
                         
            A BOX CANYON. A STRUCTURE PEEKING OUT AT THE TOP OF A CLIFF.
                         
            Logan looks about, overwhelmed by the nature and, of course,
            the similarity to the "Eden" pictured in the comic book. He
            takes a few steps toward Laura but his legs start to give out
            underneath him and he falls to the dirt.
                         
            BLACK.
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                               106.
                         
                         
            CLOSE ON -- LOGAN
                         
            As he is jerked into frame. He stares upward, face in the
            sun, gently rocking to and fro. He is tied to a board a
            hundred feet in the air above the Box Canyon. He is being
            hauled up by who knows what.
                         
            AT THE TOP OF THE CLIFF
                         
            As Logan's conveyance arrives at the top, he sees that the
            people who have hauled him up are kids, about ten of them,
            some older, some younger than Laura, all looking down at him
            like they caught the biggest fish ever. They are all mutants
            children who have natural anomalies.
                         
            Among them, an African American boy, BOBBY, 10, (who clings
            to an armful of X-MEN ACTION FIGURES), a dirty blonde girl,
            REBECCA, 12, A dark-eyed goth-type, DELILAH, LIZARD BOY, and
            RICTOR, 14, a natural leader.
                         
            A faded sign on the nearby building reads "CAMP ANOLJEET"
            ("we serve' in native American). The doors have condemned
            signs on them. It is a run down version of the building
            pictured in the comic book.
                         
            Dizzy and weak, Logan stares at them, his eyes rolling up in
            his head as we go to -- BLACK.
                         
            INT. CLIFF TOP STRUCTURE -- BUNK AREA -- NIGHT
                         
            A flicker of light. Logan's eyes blink open, he's on a bed
            now, body weak, eyes heavy. He sees THE KIDS. Some of them
            sleeping, or reading or busy.
                         
            A few of them tend to Logan.
                         
            One of the kids (DELILAH) brings a wet cloth for Logan, but
            before handing it to him, she holds it under her breath,
            freezing it into an ice pack for his battered ribs.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      Where am I?
                         
                                               LIZARD BOY
                      Is this good, Rictor?
                         
            Rictor oversees Lizard Boy, drawing a few drops of green
            fluid from a vial into a syringe.
                         
                                               RICTOR
                      Not so much. Less.
                         
            Logan squints at the bottle. Grabs it.
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                               107.
                         
                         
                                                 LOGAN
                        Where did you get this?!
                         
            Some of the children step back.
                         
                                                  RICTOR
                        Where we come from.
                                           (BEAT)
                        They gave it to us when we fight.
                        It makes you stronger.
                         
                                                 LOGAN
                        It makes you crazy is what it does.
                        It'll kill you.
                         
                                                  RICTOR
                        Not in small doses.
                                           (SMILES)
                        It's helping you heal, man.
                         
                                                  LOGAN
                            (trying to sit up)
                        Where's Laura.
                         
                                                 BOBBY
                        She's asleep. Do you want me to
                        wake her up?
                         
                                                 LOGAN
                        ...No.
                         
            Logan lies back, closes his eyes as we cut to BLACK.
                         
            INT. CLIFF TOP STRUCTURE -- NIGHT
                         
            Logan wakes with a start, screaming. There is only one child
            tending him. It is LAURA. She sits on a chair beside him,
            watching him. He meets her eyes, disoriented, shaken.
                         
                                                 LAURA
                        Pesadillas. ...you had night-mare.
                         
            Logan just looks at her.
                         
                                                 LOGAN
                        Do you have nightmares?
                         
            She nods.
                         
                                                 LAURA
                        ...People hurt me.
                         
                                                 LOGAN
                        Mine are different.
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                               108.
                         
                         
                                                  LAURA
                      Por que?
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      I hurt people.
                         
            Laura takes this in. Then pulls something from her pocket.
            Logan's Adamantium bullet.
                         
                                                LAURA
                                         (IN SPANISH)
                      What is this?
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      You know what it is.
                         
            Logan nods, tries to sit up. In pain. She hands it to him.
            He rolls it in his fingers.
                         
                                                LOGAN (CONT'D)
                      It's made of Adamantium. Same thing
                      they put inside us. That's why it
                      can kill us. Probably killing me
                      now. Anyway, I got that a long time
                      ago. Kept it as a reminder of what
                      I am. Now I keep it to--
                          (looks at her plainly)
                      Actually, I was thinking about
                      shooting myself with it. Like
                      Charles said.
                         
            Laura's smile fades.
                         
                                               LAURA
                      I've hurt people too.
                         
            Logan looks off.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      You're gonna have to learn how to
                      live with that.
                         
                                               LAURA
                      They were bad people.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      All the same.
                         
            Logan closes his eyes. The bullet sits in his open palm.
            Laura takes it.
                         
            BLACK.
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                               109.
                         
                         
            INT. CLIFF TOP STRUCTURE -- DAY
                         
            Logan awakes to hear children playing outside. He watches as
            some of the kids play a simple game of soccer. Suddenly one
            of the girls wiffs and kicks right past a ball and then
            continues prancing, her legs kicking high, arms waving like a
            puppet. Some of the boys laugh.
                         
                                               GIRL
                      Jonah! Stop! STOP!
                         
            Logan sees little Jonah manipulating the girl like a
            puppeteer. Everything he does, kicking out his legs, waving
            his arms, she is somehow forced to do, a mirror image. Some
            of the other kids come to her defense --
                         
                                               LIZARD BOY
                      Jonah, let go! Now!
                         
            It all ends suddenly when Rictor steps up behind Jonah and
            slaps him upside the head.
                         
                                               RICTOR
                      Cut the shit.
                         
            Another kid kicks the loose ball off the edge of the cliff
            and REBECCA, runs right off the edge of the cliff to catch
            the ball, then returns, walking on air.
                         
            Logan lies back in bed. Weak. But looking better.
                         
            BLACK.
                         
            INT. CLIFF TOP STRUCTURE -- NIGHT
                         
            From across the darkened room, Bobby walks up to Logan. Logan
            considers him a moment. Bobby holds up an action figures, a
            vintage toy, the paint chipped. As if expecting a reaction
            from him. It's a Wolverine figure, then he holds up another.
                         
                                               BOBBY
                      ...Was Sabretooth real?
                         
                                                LOGAN
                      What.
                         
                                               BOBBY
                      Laura said you said all the stories
                      in the comic books were lies.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      Not all. Not completely. Sabretooth
                      was real. He was in a program with
                      me. Like what they did to you.
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                                  110.
                         
                         
                                               BOBBY
                      So you did mean things with him.
                         
                                                LOGAN
                      Yes.
                         
                                               BOBBY
                      But now you're doing good things.
                         
            Logan looks at the kid a moment, then--
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      Kid, I don't know what I'm doing.
                         
            BLACK.
                         
            INT. CLIFF TOP STRUCTURE -- DAY
                         
            The sound of snipping. Giggles.
                         
            Then we see nearly all the kids standing around Logan's cot
            with glowing grins on their faces. Laura among them, although
            she slides into the back of the pack as he sits up. BOBBY AND
            REBECCA hide scissors behind their backs.
                         
            And now we see why. They have cut Logan's beard. Strike that.
            They have shaped Logan's beard into mutton chops. They have
            snipped off his moustache and soul patch. He touches his
            face, guessing what they've done-- and crosses, limping to --
                         
            TO A MIRROR. They all squeal in joy as he takes in his
            reflection. Then he glares at them.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      Not funny. Not funny at all.
                         
            Rictor suddenly hurries through the space, moving from one
            room to the next. Logan moves after him --
                         
                                               LOGAN (CONT'D)
                      Hey, pal, how long have I been out?
                         
            But Rictor is already moving off outside--
                         
            EXT. CLIFF TOP -- DAY -- CONTINUOUS
                         
            Logan hobbles after Rictor, who passes Jonah, packing a
            backpack.
                         
                                                LOGAN
                      Hey.
                         
                                                RICTOR
                      What.
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                               111.
                         
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      How long have I been in that bed?
                         
                                                  RICTOR
                      Two days.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      You've been sitting here two days?
                      You can't do that. You can't just
                      stay here forever.
                         
                                                OTHER KID
                                         (HELPFULLY)
                      We aren't. We had to wait. It was
                      the plan. Everyone had `til today
                      to find their way here.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      Well, if you keep waiting those
                      assholes will find you. And kill
                      you all. You need to get out.
                         
                                                RICTOR
                          (checking a bag)
                      What do you think we're doing,
                      asshole? We're leaving tomorrow at
                      dawn. We're going to cross the
                      border.
                         
                                                  LOGAN
                      To Canada?
                         
                                                  RICTOR
                                           (WALKING OFF)
                      Si.
                         
                         
            INT./EXT. EDEN - LOOKOUT TOWER - DAY
                         
            Logan finds Laura and the other mutant children packing up
            belongings. The older ones lead younger ones-- loading guns,
            stocking ammo, prepared for anything.
                         
            Rictor is hunched over a short wave radio. There are voices.
            In French. He clicks off, crosses to the railing, addresses
            the others like an adolescent general:
                         
                                               RICTOR
                      That was the signal. They're ready
                      for us on the other side.
                         
            Everyone doubles their efforts. Logan joins Laura at an OLD
            MOUNTED TELESCOPE.
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                                 112.
                         
                         
                                               RICTOR (CONT'D)
                      It's a ten mile hike through the
                      woods, and then, see that pass?
                         
            Laura nods, eye pressed to the viewfinder...
                         
            Logan looks out at a distant, rugged mountain looms beyond a
            swath of dense forest. There is a crevasse.
                         
                                               RICTOR (CONT'D)
                      Through there. That's the border.
                      That's where we can be free.
                         
            Rictor now turns to Logan.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      Okay. Good.
                         
                                               RICTOR
                      ...Come with me.
                         
            Logan notices Laura watching him tentatively. As if gauging
            how he's going to react to something...
                         
                                                RICTOR (CONT'D)
                      Come.
                         
            ...Rictor takes Logan by the arm and guides him, still
            limping, to a closet --
                         
                                               RICTOR (CONT'D)
                      Laura told me all you did for her.
                      She was lucky to have you. Not
                      everyone was so lucky.
                         
            Logan glances back at Laura, still watching him carefully.
                         
            Rictor opens a cupboard and hands Logan what is left of the
            old envelope of cash. Logan stares down at the money --
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      Keep it. For your supplies or
                      whatever.
                         
                                               RICTOR
                      She says it's yours.
                         
            Logan pushes the cash back in Rictor's hands.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      Yeah. Well. Look. I don't need
                      this. You do. For supplies. Buy her
                      some cereal.
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                                113.
                         
                         
            Rictor regards him a moment, nods solemnly and exits.
                         
            INT./EXT. CLIFF TOP STRUCTURE -- EDEN -- NIGHT
                         
            Outside, the kids all sit before a fire, perched on their
            rucksacks, eating from cans of food. Eager to make the trip.
                         
            Inside, Logan ties his boots sitting on the cot, observing
            them with a hint of nostalgia -- the chatty camaraderie, two
            of the kids goofing with their powers, laughter-- it tugs
            unexpectedly at him.
                         
            And then he notices LAURA staring at him. A little hard, a
            little cryptic. Logan turns to her.
                         
                                                LOGAN
                      They seem nice. Your friends.
                                         (ADMITS)
                      Kinda remind me--
                         
            Laura abruptly rises and marches off. Logan thrown --
                         
                           LAURA
                         
            is about to go outside -- when Logan GRABS her arm and tugs
            her to his bunk area.
                         
                                               LOGAN (CONT'D)
                      What's going on with you?
                         
            She ignores him, yanking her arm free --
                         
                                               LOGAN (CONT'D)
                      Hey. I asked you a question. What
                      are you pissed about? You're with
                      your friends. You made it.
                         
                                               LAURA
                      And where will you go?
                         
            Logan considers this a moment, smiles--
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      Nearest bar, for starters.
                         
            Laura absorbs the answer, starts to exit.
                         
                                               LOGAN (CONT'D)
                      What-- you thought I was coming
                      along?
                         
            She glares back at him-- clearly, yes.
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                               114.
                         
                         
                                               LOGAN (CONT'D)
                      That was never the deal. I got you
                      this far, that's all I signed up
                      for. I gave back the money --
                         
                                               LAURA
                      Such a nice man.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      Hey, I never asked for this.
                         
            She starts to move off again.
                         
                                               LOGAN (CONT'D)
                      Look, I don't know what Charles put
                      in your head, but I'm not...
                      whatever it is you think I am.
                         
            Laura looks off, defiant, hurt.
                         
                                               LOGAN (CONT'D)
                      You don't need me. You've got
                      Rictor, Delilah, Rebecca, Bobby,
                      blah blah whoever. Hey. It's better
                      this way. I suck at this. Bad shit
                      happens to people I care about.
                         
            Laura meets his eyes.
                         
                                               LAURA
                      Then I will be fine.
                         
            And she walks off.
                         
            ON LOGAN, watching her go. Resisting every urge to chase
            after her-- he SLAMS the door.
                         
            ON LAURA OUTSIDE, at the edge of the cliff, looking out at
            the stars as she wipes her eyes, the faint laughter and noise
            of the kids nearby. She glances back at Logan's door... then
            turns to join them.
                         
            INT. TOP OF CLIFF -- BUNK AREA -- PRE-DAWN
                         
            Logan asleep in his corner. He stirs awake.
                         
            He sees something near his face. A hypodermic and one last
            vial of the green fluid on top of a backpack. Beside it, a
            note: "NOT ALL AT ONCE. - RICTOR"
                         
            EXT. TOP OF CLIFF -- DAWN
                         
            Logan ventures out by first light. It's eerily quiet here
            now. All the kids are indeed gone. Laura too.
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                                 115.
                         
                         
            Logan continues walking through the now-abandoned structure,
            reckoning with the choice he made.
                         
            EXT. EDEN - TOP OF CLIFF - DAWN
                         
            Logan is looking down at his station wagon still parked in
            the swale -- when he halts. Hears a buzzing, then looks
            upward and sees --
                         
            A flock of drones flying by overhead, fanning out.
                         
            INT./EXT. EDEN -- LOOKOUT TOWER -- DAWN
                         
            Logan bursts in, hurries to-- THE TELESCOPE -- the one that
            Rictor had Laura peer through yesterday. Logan brings his eye
            to the viewfinder...
                         
            LOGAN'S POV THROUGH TELESCOPE: the same distant mountain and
            crevasse that Laura had seen, five miles away, looming like a
            beacon, haloed violet by the rising sun.
                         
            Logan breathes, at once relieved and regretful. About to step
            away -- when he swings the telescope and sees --
                         
            LOGAN'S POV THROUGH TELESCOPE: something is moving toward the
            base of the mountain... black objects, rustling trees...
            Logan adjusts focus and sees--
                         
            A CONVOY OF MILITARY AND ALKALI VEHICLES...
                         
            Logan drops back from the telescope--
                         
            INT. EDEN CLIFF TOP -- BUNK AREA -- MOMENTS LATER
                         
            LOGAN GRABS that vial of green fluid and the needle. Throws
            them in the backpack, eyes fixed in alarm --
                         
            EXT. THE WOODS -- DAWN
                         
            Logan bounding through the woods... but he is already out of
            breath... stumbling...
                         
            Up ahead he starts to hear the echoed cracks of GUNFIRE,
            children crying out, shrieking--
                         
            Logan falls to the ground. Gasping, coughing, his wounds
            starting to reopen. About to lose consciousness, he reaches
            into the backpack, fumbling with the syringe and the vial.
            Draws everything in the container and injects himself...
                         
            Logan's eyes go wide as the drug hits his bloodstream.
            He screams.
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                               116.
                         
                         
            EXT. DEEPER IN THE WOODS -- DAWN
                         
            It's a free-for-all as the Reavers descend on their prey --
            the kids fleeing in all directions, desperately trying to
            find cover in the maze of trees, bullets spraying, among
            those running for their lives, Laura --
                         
            LIZARD BOY disappears like a chameleon into the bark of a
            tree to avoid a chasing Reaver.
                         
            Once the Reaver passes, Lizard Boy steps out from the tree,
            thinking he is safe, and turns to find Pierce standing there.
            He fires his side arm into the boy's chest.
                         
                                                LIZARD BOY
                      Ow.
                         
            Lizard boy drops to the ground and Pierce leaves his body to
            be dragged away by Reavers behind him.
                         
            NOT FAR AWAY IN THE WOODS --
                         
            DR. RICE rides in a jeep with two soldiers. He watches the
            battle ahead from a safe distance. Behind him lumbers the
            Alkali Control Vehicle.
                         
                                               RICE
                      Move faster. We can't let them get
                      to the border.
                         
                         
            ELSEWHERE IN THE WOODS --
                         
            ELLA is cornered by several soldiers, who advance on her.
            Her eyes roll up in her head as she draws on her powers and --
                         
            PINE NEEDLES LIFT FROM THE GROUND AND TEAR FROM THE TREES,
            swirling into a whirlwind. The needles envelope the soldiers
            in a vortex, blinding them, stabbing them, shredding their
            skin, filling their mouthes, gagging them.
                         
            A SOLDIER GRABS ELLA from behind, covering her eyes. The
            needles fall to the ground. As he proceeds to shackle her
            wrists-- LAURA LEAPS UPON HIM, SPEARING HIM WITH HER CLAWS.
                         
            Laura and Ella run away as other soldiers fire upon them.
            Laura tries to pull her friend, she is not fast enough.
                         
                                                LAURA
                                         (IN SPANISH)
                      Ella! Run faster! Run!
                         
            Laura takes a shot to the leg, stumbling, healing, limping
            but still moving. She looks back to see --
                 Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                               117.
                         
                         
                   Ella has been hit and is face down in the leaves.
                         
                                                        LAURA (CONT'D)
                             Ella!
                         
                   She crosses back to Ella to find her dead.
                         
                   Soldiers converging, Laura flees toward other children up
                   ahead. Some soldiers turn as they hear -- gunfire and mens'
                   screams from behind them --
                         
          173C     BEHIND THEM, IN THE WOODS --                                173C
                         
                   LOGAN SPRINTS THROUGH THE TREES. Speeding. Full strength.
                   We have never seen him before like this.
                         
                   He is Weapon X in a full berserker rage. His body restored by
                   the huge dose of the drug, he cuts his way through Reavers
                   and Soldiers one after another like a saw blade. They fire on
                   him but it doesn't matter, he heals instantly. Each of them
                   are gored and slashed and killed as Logan races toward the
                   children up ahead, overtaking the Alkali convoy.
                         
                   ANGLE ON -- LITTLE BOBBY
                         
                   running in terror as he's pursued by THREE REAVERS, their
                   bullets chewing up the trees around him, gaining on him--
                         
                   -- when he finally stumbles, peers up to see those Reavers
                   closing in on him, restraints and weapons at the ready when--
                         
                   --SNIKT! Logan appears from nowhere and kills them in an
                   instant. A guerilla warrior, dropped back in the jungle for
                   one last battle.
                         
                   ELSEWHERE IN THE WOODS --
                         
                   JONAH uses his ocular mirror connection, making one of the
                   Reavers AIM HIS GUN AT HIS OWN MEN, MOWING THEM DOWN. Then he
                   mimes his "puppet" Reaver into aiming his automatic rifle at
                   himself, shooting himself in the chin.
                         
                   ANGLE ON -- DELILAH
                         
                   Delilah is caught against a tree. She breathes on her
                   captor's arm, FREEZING IT. Then she shatters his frozen limb,
                   and the soldier screams as more Reavers grab Delilah,
                   restraining her...
                         
                   ANGLE ON -- PIERCE
                         
                   A Reaver brings Logan's backpack to Pierce. He looks at the
                   vial and empty syringe. He signals the troops to keep moving.
                   Concerned, he looks ahead to the convoy.
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                                 118.
                         
                         
            ANGLE ON -- LOGAN
                         
            as he comes upon Ella, dead in the leaves. He pauses, seeing
            a trail of blood leading off and away. Sniffs it. Laura...
                         
            Then Logan sees PIERCE THROUGH THE TREES. Dr. Rice behind him
            in the jeep at the head of the convoy.
                         
            Pierce meets Logan's eyes as Logan starts toward him.
            Pierce also sees--
                         
            A REAVER IN A TRUCK AIMS A HUGE RAIL-GUN AT LOGAN'S BACK.
            HE FIRES.
                         
            Logan is blown backward off his feet. Sprayed with shrapnel.
                         
            The convoy continues moving after the children in the
            distance.
                         
            Logan pulls himself up from the smoldering brush to see --
                         
            LAURA up ahead, cornered by Reavers.
                         
            ANGLE ON -- LAURA -- SURROUNDED BY CONVERGING REAVERS.
                         
            She snarls and slashes at their rifles. But then she hears a
            primal scream and looks up to see--
                         
            LOGAN, sprinting toward her, eyes aflame. He slaughters the
            men surrounding Laura in a swirl of blood--
                         
            And then the father and daughter move on, chasing after the
            convoy, slashing through several more Reavers emerging from
            the woods to ambush them.
                         
            At the end of this father daughter blade Logan stumbles, out
            of breath, motioning for Laura to move on, as she slashes at
            one more Reaver.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      Laura! Now!
                         
            Laura obeys, starts to run, but looks back at --
                         
            Logan, still panting for air. His fresh wounds not healing so
            fast anymore. Laura knows what he's done.
                         
                                               LAURA
                      You took all the medicine.
                         
            Logan looks to his wounds, then to Laura.
                         
                                               LAURA (CONT'D)
                      ...It's wearing off.
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                               119.
                         
                         
            LOGAN TAKES THE DEAD REAVER'S SIDEARM, stuffs it in his belt
            and leads Laura toward --
                         
            IN A WOODED CLEARING -- CONTINUOUS
                         
            THE CHILDREN run in a pack toward the mountains as fast as
            they can go. RICTOR at the rear, exhorts them in Spanish to
            go faster. He turns back to see--
                         
            THE ALKALI CONVOY GAINING ON THEM. Rictor doubles his pace,
            trying to catch up to the children when-- BAM! -- HE IS SHOT
            IN THE SHOULDER and falls to the ground, hard.
                         
            PIERCE LEAPS OFF HIS MOVING JEEP AND PUTS A BOOT ON RICTOR,
            looping a restraint around the boy's neck just as--
                         
            Laura and Logan come to a stop at the edge of the clearing.
            Pale and weak, Logan looks to Laura.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      Go to your friends, Laura.
                         
            Laura takes a step but turns back as Logan adds--
                         
                                               LOGAN (CONT'D)
                      ...You'll know when.
                         
            As Laura moves off, Logan stumbles forward placing himself in
            Pierce's path to the jeeps.
                         
            Laura moves surreptitiously through the woods to gain better
            position on her captive friends. She eyes the two Reavers who
            stand on a jeep, watching over the children-- and two other
            Reavers standing watch nearby. Her eyes then land on--
                         
            Donald Pierce as he throws a bleeding Richter to his knees, a
            gun to the back of the boy's head.
                         
            RICE'S JEEP COMES TO A STOP BEHIND PIERCE.
                         
            Laura looks to-- Logan, clutching for air.
                         
                                               PIERCE
                      Green juice is wearing down, huh?
                      For an ol' mute, that a short high.
                      Gonna be hard to keep those claws
                      out soon.
                         
                                                RICTOR
                          (thrashing, to Logan)
                      Waste this dick, Logan!
                         
            Pierce knocks Rictor unconscious with the butt of his gun,
            then aims the muzzle at Rictor's head. He looks back up at--
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                               120.
                         
                         
            Logan, weak, standing there. Dr. Rice steps up behind Pierce.
                         
                                DR. RICE
                      Please stop, Mr. Howlett, or I am
                      going to have to tell these men to
                      fire on these children. You can see
                      the effects of the serum are
                      wearing off. You will not survive
                      any further wounds.
                         
            Logan glares at Rice, glances at Laura as she encircles the
            remaining Reavers guarding her friends.
                         
                                DR. RICE (CONT'D)
                      It's an honor to meet you. I'm
                      Zander Rice. I believe you knew my
                      father on the Weapon X program.
                         
            Logan's dark look goes darker. He holds up his bloody claws.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      He's the asshole who put this
                      poison in me.
                         
                                DR. RICE
                      Yes he was. One of them.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      I think I might have killed him.
                         
                                DR. RICE
                      I think you're right.
                         
                                               PIERCE
                      Shit. Show some respect, mutey.
                      You're lookin' at the man who wiped
                      out your kind.
                         
                                DR. RICE
                      My friend Donald overstates. The
                      goal was not ending mutant-kind but
                      controlling it. I realized we
                      needn't stop perfecting what we eat
                      and drink when we could use those
                      products to perfect ourselves.
                         
            Laura sneaks closer to two of the Reavers, poised to attack.
                         
                                DR. RICE (CONT'D)
                      To distribute gene therapy
                      discreetly, through, well,
                      everything -- from sweet drinks to
                      breakfast cereal. And it worked.
                                               (MORE)
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                                  121.
                         
                                DR. RICE (CONT'D)
                      Random mutancy went the way of
                      polio. And we embarked on our next
                      endeavor.
                         
            Logan's eyes drift from Pierce to Rice to Laura, claws out.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      Growing mutants of your own.
                         
                                               PIERCE
                      Dangerous times, James. We can't
                      trust fate to--
                         
            He lifts his pistol AND SHOOTS ZANDER RICE IN THE HEAD. The
            Doctor falls back, dead, in the grass.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      Yeah. Dangerous.
                         
            Two Reavers lunge for their weapons but Laura surprises them,
            slitting their throats as--
                         
            LOGAN SHOOTS AGAIN, BLOWING OFF PIERCE'S CYBORG HAND-- and he
            is about to shoot a kill-shot on Pierce but the pistol
            clicks, its chamber empty.
                         
            Pierce turns and runs towards the Alkali control truck.
                         
            Logan stumbles after him, claws out now.
                         
            Pierce grabs hold of the control van door, throws it open--
                         
                                               PIERCE
                      It's showtime, boy!
                         
            AND A HUGE CREATURE LEAPS OUT OF THE VAN, BLIND-SIDING LOGAN.
                         
            It is X24 and he slashes at Logan mercilessly. The fight
            between them is bloody and feral.
                         
            Laura watches, terrified.
                         
            Logan struggles to stay on his feet, but there is fear in his
            eyes. He doesn't know if he can hold his own against this
            younger stronger version of himself.
                         
            The commotion distracts the two Reavers guarding the children
            who raise their weapons.
                         
            A THIRD REAVER lines up a shot, putting Logan in his cross
            hairs, when he is suddenly taken out by Laura.
                         
            Sensing their attention is elsewhere, young Bobby shifts his
            weight, extending his finger, eyes rolling in his head as --
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                               122.
                         
                         
            AN ELECTRICAL BOLT ARCS OFF HIS FINGER leaping to the jeep,
            ELECTROCUTING THE TWO REAVER GUARDS.
                         
            Laura turns back as--
                         
            X-24 GRABS LOGAN AND TOSSES HIM LIKE A RAG DOLL into open
            door of the control van.
                         
            Bleary, Logan grabs the fallen door, summons his remaining
            strength and smashes X24 with it, knocking the monster to the
            dirt. Logan reaches deep, bringing the iron door down like a
            guillotine on X-24's throat.
                         
            Rictor come to consciousness in the grass, his eyes finding--
                         
            X24, pinned on the ground, struggling to breathe, the van
            door pressing against his neck. X24 catches sight of Dr.
            Rice, his fallen master.
                         
            Pierce watches, his survival riding on X24's ability to get
            up and defeat Logan.
                         
                                               PIERCE (CONT'D)
                      Get up! Get up, boy! That's right!
                      He killed your Daddy!
                         
            X24 howls in rage and breaks Logan's hold, leaping at Logan,
            mauling him and hurling his limp, bloody body beyond the
            jeeps.
                         
            Satisfied with himself, X24 is shocked when--
                         
                                                   RICTOR
                      Laura! No!
                         
            LAURA LEAPS ON X24'S BACK and slashes at him.
                         
            Logan tries to crawl back to Laura to help her.
                         
                                                   LOGAN
                      Laura...
                         
            Pierce grabs a crossbow from the van and aims it at Logan. He
            fires, harpooning Logan's leg. He howls in pain.
                         
            Pierce ties off the harpoon able and tosses the crossbow and
            flees to his jeep, looking to escape but suddenly he is
            cornered by --
                         
            THE NEWLY FREED MUTANT CHILDREN COMING AT HIM, each enraged,
            aiming their fledgling mutant powers at him. They form a
            circle, trapping him, freezing him, entangling him, shocking
            him and burning him, all at once. Pierce cries in agony. They
            have no mercy for their lifelong oppressor.
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                               123.
                         
                         
            Bloodied and cut, X24 manages to get a hold of Laura -- he
            hurls her off his back into a tree... hard. She lies there,
            limp at the base of the tree.
                         
                                                RICTOR
                      Laura!
                         
            X24 crosses to Logan, weakened, depleted, preparing to kill
            his elder, when suddenly--
                         
            Rictor extends his hands and with all his energy projects his
            power to the ground beneath the Control Van.
                         
            Laura regains consciousness, noticing the empty pistol a few
            feet away from her in the grass. Then she sees--
                         
            THE ROCK AND EARTH BENEATH THE CONTROL VAN START TO HEAVE
            UPWARD and LIFT THE CONTROL VAN into the air...
                         
            Rictor screams as the power of his mutancy ripples through
            him and with one last push --
                         
            He releases the rocks beneath the van--
                         
            AND THE HUGE VEHICLE TOPPLES ONTO X24, CRUSHING HIM.
                         
            Meanwhile, the children stare at Pierce. He lies dead at
            their feet, mummified in ice, blood and twisted grass.
                         
            Logan gets to his feet and reaches out for Laura.
                         
                                                LAURA
                      Laura. You need to get out.
                          (to the other children)
                      All of you. Get out of here! Now!
                         
            Suddenly, the is a metallic CREAK AND KLUNK AND X24 EMERGES,
            BLOODIED, FROM BENEATH THE TOPPLED VAN. The children scream
            as the monster makes a run at them.
                         
                                                LOGAN
                          (to the children)
                      Go, go GO! Run!
                         
            The children comply, Laura most hesitant as --
                         
            Logan stumbles to position himself between the children and
            the unstoppable fully healed creature charging at him --
                         
            X-24 GORES LOGAN WITH BOTH HIS CLAWS and, using them like
            grappling hooks, drags Logan off to the forest's edge.
                         
                                                LAURA
                      No!
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                                 124.
                         
                         
            X24 heaves Logan onto a fallen stump, A JAGGED WOOD LIMB
            SPEARING THROUGH LOGAN'S TORSO. Logan howls in pain.
                         
            Laura runs to the pistol in the grass. Pulls the Adamantium
            bullet from her pocket, fumbling to load the gun as--
                         
            Delirious, losing blood, LOGAN grabs helplessly at X24's
            claws (already plunged into him) as the monster jams them
            deeper, through him, and into the log-- then raises them for
            one last goring when --
                         
            X24's Adamantium skull suddenly explodes. He collapses to the
            ground. Done.
                         
            Laura stands ten feet away, holding the smoking pistol. Her
            eyes meet Logan's and she drops the gun and runs to him.
                         
            LOGAN AND LAURA
                         
            She hacks Logan from the tree stump. Logan slides painfully
            to the forest floor. He struggles to breathe. His body is
            decimated, his skeleton showing through his wounds.
                         
            Laura's eyes are wild and fearful. She can see he is mortally
            wounded... She kneels.
                         
                                               LAURA
                      no, no, no...
                         
                                                LOGAN
                      ...Take your friends and run. Go.
                      Listen to me, Laura. Run. They'll
                      just keep coming and coming.
                                         (GRIPS HER)
                      ...Don't be what they made you.
                         
            The other mutant children emerge from the woods. Stand
            quietly at a distance.
                         
            Logan watches them all, his eyes glassy, his body still.
            Laura takes Logan's bloody hand, and this time, he holds on.
                         
                                               LOGAN (CONT'D)
                      ...it's okay...
                         
                                               LAURA
                      No... ...daddy...
                         
            Logan looks at her. Then stiffens. Takes a short breath...
            And in his eyes, there is a flicker of wonder.
                         
                                               LOGAN
                      So this is what it feels like.
          Final Shooting - 8/23/2016                                 125.
                         
                         
            And then his breath releases and he is very still.
                         
            Laura squeezes his limp hand. Disbelieving that he has
            passed. But there is nothing left in him.
                         
            Still holding his hand, Laura looks up at her friends, tears
            in her eyes. The other children gather closer.
                         
            WIDER ON -- ALL THE CHILDREN IN A CIRCLE AROUND LOGAN. They
            just stand there in the blast-radius of the carnage as the
            sun drifts lower in the sky.
                         
                                   LAURA (O.S.)
                         A man has to be what he is, Joey.
                         You can't break the mould.
                         
            EXT. MOUNTAINS - LATE DAY
                         
            The young mutants lower Logan into the ground. BOBBY has made
            a simple wooden cross for Logan's grave. Laura stares
            unrelenting at Logan as the dirt covers him.
                         
                                                  LAURA
                         There's no living with a killing.
                         There's no going back. Right or
                         wrong, it's a brand. A brand that
                         sticks. Now run on home to your
                         mother, and tell her everything's
                         alright. There's no more guns in
                         the valley...
                         
            The children all look to Rictor.
                         
                                                  RICTOR
                         We gotta go.
                         
            The children all grab their backpacks and start on the
            mountain trail to Canada.
                         
            But Laura hesitates, still looking at Logan's grave. She does
            not move, but then, tearful, grabs her own backpack. As she
            passes Logan's makeshift cross, she looks at it a moment,
            considering, then kneels and tips it on its side to make --
                         
            -- an "X".
                         
            The camera moves in on the X as in the distance, Laura joins
            her friends scaling the dark mountains, moving toward their
            future.
                         
            CUT TO BLACK.


Logan



Writers :   Scott Frank  James Mangold  Michael Green
Genres :   Action  Drama  Sci-Fi


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