Spider-Man Page #4

- Well?

- He's news.

- These are really important clients they can't wait.

- They're about to.

- He pulled six people off that subway car.

- Sure from a wreck he probably caused.

Something goes wrong and this creepy-crawler is there.

Look at that, he's fleeing the scene. What's that tell you?

He's not fleeing, he's probably going to

save somebody else. He's a hero!

Then why's he wear a mask, hmm?

What's he got to hide?

She needs to know

if you want chintz or chenille in the dining room.

- Whichever's cheaper.

- Mr. Jameson it's like this,

We double-booked page six. See so both

Macy's and Conway's have three-quarters of the same page.

- We sold out four printings.

- Sold out?

Every copy.

Tomorrow morning. Spiderman. Page one with a decent

picture this time. Move Conway to page seven.

- That's a problem.

- Make it page eight and give 'em 10 percent off.

No make it 5 percent.

- That can't be done.

- Get outta here!

Problem is we don't have a decent picture.

Eddie's been on it for weeks, we can barely get a glimpse of him.

Aw, what is he, shy?

We can get a picture of Julia Roberts in a thong

we can certainly get a picture of this weirdo.

Put an ad on the front page.

"Cash money for a picture of Spiderman"

He doesn't want to be famous?

I'll make him infamous!

Buzz off.

- M.J., it's me, Peter.

- Hi!

- What are you doing around here?

- I'm begging for a job. How about you?

- I'm headed to an audition.

- An audition? So you're acting now?

Yeah.

I work steady.

In fact, I just got off a job.

That's great MJ.

- You're doing it. Living your dream.

- Hey counter girl!

Your drawer was short six dollars!

Next time that happens,

I'm gonna take it outta your cheque!

Excuse me, Miss Watson?

I'm talking to you! Hey!

Yes, Enrique! Okay? I get you.

It better not happen no more, hear me?.

Don't roll your eyes at me.

Some dream, huh?

It's nothing to be

embarrassed about.

- Don't tell Harry.

- Don't tell Harry?

Don't you guys live together?

We're going out. Didn't he tell you?

Oh, yeah. Right.

I think he'd hate the idea

of my waiting tables.

- He'd think it was low or something.

- It's not low. You have a job.

You know, Harry doesn't live on

a little place I like to call Earth.

No, I guess not.

Thanks, Pete.

We should catch up sometime.

Let's get some lunch some evening.

I'll come by and have some of your

Moondance coffee some day.

- And I won't tell Harry.

- No, don't tell Harry.

I won't.

I won't tell Harry.

Timing's perfect. Hey.

Five new contracts. It'll be great.

Stormin' Norman's making his weekly inspection.

Spent half of it on the phone.

Look, man, I'm glad you're here.

I need your help. I'm really lost here.

Are you all right?

You look like you just got

second place in the science fair.

I was late for work

and Dr. Connors fired me.

You were late again?

I don't get it.

Where do you go all the time?

Around.

Peter Parker.

- Maybe you'll tell me who she is.

- Who's that?

- This mystery girl Harry's been dating.

- Dad.

- When do I get to meet her?

- Dad!

Well, sorry.

Harry hasn't mentioned her.

Pete, you're probably looking

for a job now, right?

Dad, maybe you can help him out.

- I appreciate it, but I'll be fine.

- It's no problem. I'll make a few calls.

I couldn't accept it. I'd like to earn

what I get. I can find my own work.

I respect that.

You want to make it on your own steam.

That's great.

What other skills do you have Parker?

I was thinking of something in photography.

Hello.

Let's go! Move it!

Watch the street!

Cheese!

They're crap.

Crap, crap. Megacrap.

- I'll give you $200.

- That seems a little low.

Take them somewhere else then.

- Sir your wife said that tile you want in the foyer is out of stock.

- Tell her we'll just put a rug there.

Sit down. Give me that.

I'll give you 300.

That's a standard freelance fee.

- Tear up page one. Run that photo instead.

- Headline?

"Spiderman, Hero or Menace?

Exclusive Daily Bugle Photos."

- Menace? He was protecting that--

- Tell you what, Atticus you take the pictures

I'll make up the headlines, ok? all right?

That ok with you.

- Yes, sir.

- Goody.

Give this to the girl up front.

She'll see you get paid.

- I'd like a job, sir.

- No jobs. Freelance.

Best thing in the world for a kid your age.

Bring me some more shots of that newspaper selling clown,

maybe I'll take 'em off your hands.

But I never said you have a job. Meat.

I'll send you a box of Christmas

meat. Best I can do. Get outta here.

Bring me more photos.

- Hi.

- Hi.

Mr. Jameson told me

to give that to you.

- Welcome to the Daily Bugle.

- Thank you.

I'm Peter Parker.

I'm a photographer.

Yes. I can see that.

As of today...

...OSCORP Industries has surpassed

Quest Aerospace...

...as the principal supplier

to the United States military.

In short, ladies and gentlemen

of the board...

...costs are down, revenues are up...

...and our stock

has never been higher.

Wonderful news, Norman. Woderful.

In fact, it's the reason for selling the company.

What?

Yes, Quest Aerospace is recapitalizing

in the wake of the bombing. Expanding.

They made a tender offer

we can't ignore.

Why wasn't I told?

The last thing they want is a power struggle

with entrenched management.

The deal is off if you come with it.

The board expects your resignation

in 30 days.

You can't do this to me.

I started this company.

You know how much I sacrificed?!

- Oh, Max. Please.

- Norman, the board is unanimous.

We're announcing the sale

after the World Unity Festival.

I'm sorry.

You're out, Norman.

Am I?

Welcome to OSCORP Industries

Unity Day Festival.

Welcome to OSCORP Industries

Unity Day Festival.

Let's hear it for Macy Gray.

M.J., why didn't you wear

the black dress?

Just, I wanted to impress my father.

He loves black.

Well, maybe he'll be impressed

no matter what. You think I'm pretty.

I think you're beautiful.

MJ would you do me a favour?

I forgot my drink inside.

- Oh, hi, Mr. Fargas.

- Oh, Harry.

- Have you seen my father around?

- Well, I'm not sure if he's coming today.

- What is that?

- Must be new this year.

What is that?

That's our glider!

What the hell was that?

Code three! Code three!

- Oh, my God! Harry!

- M.J.!

Harry! Help me! Harry!

Out, am I?

- Mary Jane!

- Harry!

Hello, my dear.

It's Spiderman!

- Come on. Move, kid.

- Billy!

Somebody help him!

No!

Mommy!

- Hold it right there!

- I surrender.

- Oh, boy.

- Hold it right there!

Impressive.

- Mary Jane!

- Help! Someone please help me!

Hold on!

Watch out!

We'll meet again, Spiderman!

Hold on Mary Jane!

Well, beats taking the subway.

Don't mind us.

She just needs to use the elevator.

Wait.

Who are you?

- You know who I am.

- I do?

Your friendly neighborhood Spiderman.

Incredible?

What do you mean he's incredible?

No. All right, wait.

Stay there. I'm going to come over.

No, I'm gonna come...

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