Mitchell Laurio:
Have a nice sleep, Lensherr?
Magneto:
There's something different about you today, Mr. Laurio.
Mitchell Laurio:
Yeah, I *was* having a good day.
Magneto:
[gets up]
No, it's something else...
Mitchell Laurio:
Sit down.
Magneto:
No.
Mitchell Laurio:
[draws his club]
I said, sit your ass down!
[He starts for Magneto, who holds up his hand. Laurio stops forcibly]
Mitchell Laurio:
[gasps]
What are you doing?
Magneto:
Ah, there it is...
[He lifts his hand, and Laurio lifts into the air]
Magneto:
Too much iron in your blood!
[He draws a cloud of iron particles out through Laurio's skin, and squeezes them into a set of ball bearings. Laurio collapses to the floor, unmoving]
Magneto:
Mr. Laurio, never trust a beautiful woman. Especially one who's interested in you.
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