Will.i.am credited as playing...
John Wraith
- Logan: [upon seeing the obese Fred] Fred Dukes? That looks like the creature that ate Fred Dukes.
- John Wraith: Hey, be nice, man.
- Logan: [looks at Fred's tattoo] Hey, fat... Fred. I seem to remember that girl when was about 85 pounds, huh?
- Frederick J. Dukes: Oh, that's funny. You're still so funny, Logan.
- Logan: You know where Victor is?
- Frederick J. Dukes: No idea.
- Logan: Where's the island, slim?
- Frederick J. Dukes: Don't let the door hit you on the way out, Logan.
- Logan: [gets into the ring] Listen, I ain't leaving here till you tell me where Victor is. So come on, bub, for old times' sake, huh?
- Frederick J. Dukes: Did you just call me... Blob?
- Logan: No, but...
- [Fred cold cocks him by knocking him out of the ring]
- John Wraith: I told you not to mention his weight. Why'd you call him Blob?
- Logan: I didn't call him Blob, I said bub! God damn it!
- Frederick J. Dukes: You gonna puke?
- Logan: If we were meant to fly, we'd grow wings.
- David North: Aww, don't worry Nancy, more people die from driving than flying.
- Logan: Yeah? How 'bout impaling?
- John Wraith: Hey be nice! Or be your approximation of nice... would you like a bucket?
- Logan: [wearing boxing gloves] This is your idea of an idea?
- John Wraith: Trying to help you out, Logan. Dukes don't like you that much and you know it.
- Logan: Feeling's mutual.
- John Wraith: Then use those gloves, man. Dance with him a little bit, allow him to let his anger out on you. I figured if you'd do that he'd probably tell you everything you wanna know.
- Logan: Come on, man, look at him. Got a big old ass coming out the front of his shirt. Jesus. He's gonna have a coronary for Christ's sake. Is there even a stretcher big enough to take this guy out of here?
- [Wolverine gets pummeled]
- John Wraith: It ain't him I'm worried about getting out of here on a stretcher.
- Logan: [grunts with pain] You're an asshole.
- John Wraith: Move his ass. Dance with him, Fred!
- Frederick J. Dukes: Oh, what's that? You wanna dance with me?
- [Logan punches Dukes repeatedly]
- Frederick J. Dukes: That feels good. Hey! Guess what?
- [Dukes punches Logan once, and decks him]
- John Wraith: Oh, is he gonna talk now! You got him right where you want him!
- Logan: Whose side are you on, anyway?
- John Wraith: I'm coming with you, Logan!
- Logan: There's no redemption where I'm going, John.
- John Wraith: I ain't asking for it!
- [Sabretooth punches Kestrel]
- John Wraith: You shouldn't have done that. Now I'm gonna have to kill you before Logan gets his chance!
- [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]
- Logan: Yeah.
- [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]
- Logan: Rounding who up?
- 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.
- Logan: Mutants?
- [John shakes his head]
- Logan: Why?
- 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?
- Logan: Don't ask.
- [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.