[Logan rides a motorbike through the night towards the lights of Las Vegas; meets up with John in the cactus-filled office of his boxing gym called Spectre]
John Wraith
You sure it was Victor?
[tosses Logan a beer]
[opens his beer and drinks]
John Wraith
[sits down at his desk]
Damn. I'm sorry, man.
Logan
[walks to the office window]
What the hell happened to him after I left?
John Wraith
He got worse. He felt like you abandoned him. Hell, we *all* did. But Victor, he had to prove he was better than you. Huntin' and killin' everything he was pointed at.
[looks down]
John Wraith
Quit a few months later myself. Couldn't take roundin' 'em up.
[sips his beer]
John Wraith
Leave it alone.
Logan
Rounding *who* up, John?
[John stands up and turns his back]
Logan
Hey! Damn it, John!
John Wraith
[looks at Logan with disgust]
We hunted our own kind, Logan! There's a special place in Hell for the things we did.
[John shakes his head]
John Wraith
Stryker said we'd be makin' a difference, protectin' people from the bad ones.
[looks earnestly at Logan; they sit down]
John Wraith
How you gonna take Victor down, Logan?
Logan
Remember that stuff in Africa?
John Wraith
Yeah, I remember Africa. What about it?
[Logan extends his Adamantium claws]
John Wraith
Damn.
[Logan retracts his claws]
John Wraith
What'd they do to you, man?
[pauses]
Logan
Listen, Zero said something about an island. Does that mean anything to you?
John Wraith
Nope, but maybe Dukes knows. Him and Zero were real tight.
Logan
Fred Dukes? Where is he?
John Wraith
He's here.
Logan
[stands up]
Well, let's go talk to him.
John Wraith
[stands up with an open palm]
Hold on. He don't get in till around four, but I gotta warn you.
[takes a beer out of the fridge]
John Wraith
He developed a bit of eatin' disorder.
[opens his beer]
John Wraith
We all got our copin' mechanisms. I'm tryin' to whup him back into shape. Whatever you do, don't mention his weight.