Nightcrawler: There was so much shooting, such fear and then there was only pain. I could see it all happening, but I couldn't stop myself. It was like a bad dream. Perhaps he is testing me.
Storm: And before you were in the white house, what do you remember?
Nightcrawler: Nothing. I was here.
Storm: Jean?
[Invites Jean to read his mind]
Dr. Jean Grey: I'd rather get him back to the professor.