Spider-Man Page #5

All right. Fine.

Will you call me in the morning?

And we'll go and have breakfast and...

...I want to buy you something.

Because I want to.

It'll make you feel better.

Okay. And what do you mean,

incredible?

All right. I'm sorry. Sleep tight.

Don't let the bedbugs...

She's all right.

She's just a little rattled.

Look, Pete, I should have

told you about us.

But you should know

I'm crazy about her.

It's just, you know,

you never made a move.

You're right.

I didn't.

I'm gonna get some rest.

I'm gonna stay up for a while.

What was that thing?

I don't know.

Whatever it is,

somebody has to stop it.

Somebody there?

Somebody.

Somebody.

Who said that?

Don't play the innocent with me.

You've known all along.

Where are you?

Follow the cold shiver

running down your spine.

I'm right here.

I don't understand.

Did you think it was coincidence?

So many good things,

all happening for you.

All for you. Norman.

What do you want?

To say what you won't.

To do what you can't.

To remove those in your way.

The board members.

You killed them.

We killed them.

We?

Remember?

Your little accident

in the laboratory.

The performance enhancers.

Bingo. Me!

Your greatest creation.

Bringing you

what you've always wanted:

Power beyond your wildest dreams.

And it's only the beginning.

There's only one who can stop us.

Or imagine if he joined us.

Spiderman. And the Green Goblin.

The Green Goblin. You like that?

Made it up myself.

- These weirdo's all gotta have a name now.

- Mr. Jameson Spiderman...

- Hoffman!

- Yeah?

Call the patent office, copyright the name Green Goblin,

I want a quarter every time somebody says it.

How about "Green Meanie"?

Spiderman wasn't attacking the city he was

trying to save it. That's slander.

It is not. I resent that.

Slander is spoken.

In print, it's libel.

You don't trust anybody, that's your problem.

I trust my barber.

What are you his lawyer? Get out of here!

Let him sue. Get rich like a normal

person. That's what made this country...

Jameson, you slime.

Who's the photographer who takes the

pictures of Spiderman?

- I don't know who he is. His stuff comes in the mail.

- Liar!

- I swear.

- He's the one who can bring me to him.

- I don't know who he is.

- You are useless.

Set him down, tough guy.

- Speak of the devil.

- Spiderman! I knew you two were in this together.

Hey, kiddo, let Mom and Dad

talk for a minute, will you?.

Sleep...

Wake up, little spider. Wake up.

No, you're not dead yet.

Just paralyzed...

...temporarily.

You're an amazing creature,

Spiderman.

You and I are not so different.

I'm not like you. You're a murderer.

Well, to each his own.

I chose my path,

you chose the way of the hero.

And they found you amusing

for a while, the people of this city.

But the one thing they love

more than a hero...

...is to see a hero fail,

fall, die trying.

In spite of everything you've done for

them, eventually, they will hate you.

Why bother?

- Because it's right.

- Here's the real truth.

There are eight million people

in this city.

And those teeming masses exist

for the sole purpose...

...of lifting the few exceptional

people onto their shoulders.

You, me...

...we're exceptional.

I could squash you like a bug

right now.

But I'm offering you a choice.

Join me.

Imagine what we could

accomplish together.

What we could create.

Or we could destroy.

Cause the deaths of countless

innocents in selfish battle...

...again and again and again until

we're both dead. Is that what you want?

Think about it, hero.

In spite of everything you've done for

them, eventually, they will hate you.

It's me again.

How was your audition?

- How'd you know?

- The hot line. Your mom...

...told my aunt, told me.

So you just came by?

I was in the neighborhood.

Needed to see a friendly face.

I took two buses and a cab

to get in the neighborhood, but...

So how'd it go?

They said I needed acting lessons.

A soap opera told me

I needed acting lessons.

Let me buy you a cheeseburger.

The sky's the limit, up to $7.84.

I'd like a cheeseburger.

Oh, but I'm going out to dinner

with Harry.

Come with us.

No, thanks. How's it going with...?

Never mind.

That's none of my business.

It's not?

Why so interested?

I'm not.

You're not?

- Well, why would I be?

- I don't know.

Why would you be?

I, that's a...

I don't know.

Sorry you won't come with us.

I'd better run, tiger.

Hey, check it out, man.

Come on, man.

Hey, where you going, baby?

Come on!

Get off me!

Wait!

You have a knack

for getting in trouble.

You have a knack for saving my life.

I think I have a superhero stalker.

I was in the neighborhood.

You are amazing.

Some people don't think so.

- But you are.

- Nice to have a fan.

Do I get to say thank you this time?

Wait.

I have to get in there! My baby's in there!

My baby's in there!

- Let me go!

- I can't let you in there, the roof's about to collapse.

- Somebody save my baby!

- The roof's about to collapse!

Look! Up there!

Save my baby, please!

No!

- It's okay. Your baby's fine.

- Oh, my baby!

God bless you, Spiderman.

Bless you.

Don't let him get away!

Hold it right there! You're under arrest.

I'm taking you in.

Oh, my God, there's somebody

still up there!

I'm going.

- I'll be here when you get back.

- Not coming back chief.

Go! Go!

Where are you?

Where are you?

I'm gonna get you out of here!

It's okay.

You're pathetically predictable.

Like a moth to the flame.

What about my generous proposal?

Are you in or are you out?

- It's you who's out Gobby. Out of your mind.

- Wrong answer.

Oh, great.

No one says no to me!

- M.J., will you stop goofing around?

- Harry, relax.

He's here.

Are you ready?

Aunt May. I'm sorry I'm late.

Work was murder.

I picked up a fruitcake.

Thank you, Mr. Osborn.

We're so glad you could come.

Who is this lovely young lady?

I'd like you to meet my father Norman Osborn.

Dad, this is Mary Jane Watson.

How do you do?

I've been looking forward to meeting you.

- Happy Thanksgiving, sir.

- Now, where is Peter?

He'd better remember

that cranberry sauce.

Oh, that's weird.

I didn't know he was here.

Peter?

Is that you?

How strange. There's nobody here.

- Bit of a slob, isn't he?

- All brilliant men are.

- Hey, everyone.

- Oh, Peter!

Sorry I'm late.

It's a jungle out there.

I had to beat an old lady with a stick

to get these cranberries.

Thank you.

Now then, everybody sit down...

...and we can say grace.

Here we go.

- There we are.

- It looks delicious.

Will you do the honors?

Why, Peter, you're bleeding.

Oh, yeah, I stepped off a curb and got clipped

by one of those bike messengers.

Well, let me see.

Oh, my goodness.

- That looks awful.

- No, it's nothing.

I'll get the first-aid kit.

Then we'll say grace.

This is the boys' first Thanksgiving in this apartment

and we are going to do things properly.

How did you say that happened?

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