XMen: The Unproduced Script 1

by CrossoverxToxThexDarkxSide

I found 3 unproduced scripts for X1. They have a lot that didn't make it in the final movie, but I think they're better in their own little ways. This is #1. I'm taking no credit, just turning the scripts into Story format which is easier to read. Review!

6. Whitecap Bar

CANADIAN WILDERNESS - DAY

Logan, in flannels and jeans, rides his extra loud Harley down an expansive highway, through scenic mountains.

SMALL CANADIAN TOWN - DAY Logan rides slowly through this fishing village, studies buildings. He stops in front of the WHITECAP BAR. The bar has a log-cabin motif, decorated in blobs of white plaster made to resemble snow. Logan digs an old photo from his pocket. It shows the WHITECAP BAR, less dirty, less old. Same place though.

WHITECAP BAR - DAY

Logan enters and sits at the bar.

"What can I do you for, friend?" The Bartender asks.

"I'm hoping you can answer me some questions. Like, how long's this place been around, the way it is now, with the whole winter wonderland thing going on?"

"Oh, I'd say... at least fifteen years."

"You a townie?"

"Born and raised."

"And, how many years you put in here?"

"Say... what's this all about? You some kind of reporter or something?"

"Well... that's hard to explain. You want the long story... " Logan holds up a $20 dollar bill. "... or the short?"

Bartender looks, and then takes the money eagerly from Logan.

"I like stories with happy endings. I been working this dive for about ten years."

"Okay, good. Do me a favor... take a hard look at me. You ever seen me before?"

Bartender pauses, checking over Logan.

"No... no, not that I can recall."

"You sure? Take your time. It might've been a while ago. Maybe years ago."

"Sorry, friend, but I think if I'd have seen that face before, I'd remember."

Logan sighs, defeated. "It's alright. It was a long shot. How about sliding me a bottle of Jack?" The bartender brings up a bottle. Logan uncaps it, pours a drink.

Waitress comes with an order, eyeing Logan.

"Now, how is it you and I are going to get to know each other if you're sitting all the way up at the bar like this?"

Logan pauses, and chuckles. "Darlin', you don't want to know me. You wouldn't like me very much."

WHITECAP BAR - NIGHT

Logan starts his cycle. It roars. He sits back, sad, looks to the Whitecap Bar. He takes out the photo of the bar, stares at it, and then bends one corner - makes a sharp crease. Pockets it.