Spider-Man 3 Page #3

You wrote me a play?

Yeah.

- Harry, that's the sweetest thing.

I ask you:
When you're dropping without a parachute

or your store's being robbed

or your house is on fire,

who is it that brakes your fall, puts out the flames and saves your children?

Spider-Man!

They love me!

Then let's hear it! For your one and only friendly neighborhood...

Spider-Man!

Kiss him!

Kiss him!

Go ahead, lay it right on me.

Really?

- Yeah, they'll love it.

Kiss him! Kiss him!

- No, Spider-Man, no!

Right...

Hope Pete's getting a shot of this.

Hey, are you OK?

- Yes, I'm fine.

Jig's up, pal.

I don't want to hurt you.

Leave now.

- I guess you haven't heard?

I'm the sheriff 'round these parts.

OK.

Where do all these guys come from?

Bonsoir. Le monsieur a-t-il un "reservation"?

I'm sorry, I don't speak...

- But this is a French restaurant, non?

Oui.

Name, please?

- Parker, Peter.

Ah. Here we are.

Table for two. Pekar.

Parker.

- That is what I said.

Pekar.

Um, I have a request.

My girlfriend will be coming,

and I have this ring.

Ah. All.

Oh, so you want to pop the question tonight, hein?

Yes, and I want to do something very special.

I love it.

Romance.

I am French.

When I signal you, if you'd bring some champagne with the ring...

In ze bottom of her glass?

Perfect.

- Magnifique.

Also I thought, at the same time

could the musicians

play this song?

Their favorite.

And take good care of the ring.

Ah oui, with my life, monsieur.

- S'il vous plat.

- Oui.

I like you.

Thank you.

"Bon" chance.

Bonne chance.

OK, so... How would you like some champagne?

How'd that get in there?

Aw, don't cry.

Look at you, wow! Beautiful.

- Thanks.

Is this place in your budget?

Oh, it's a special occasion.

You're on Broadway.

I don't feel like much of a star tonight.

Well, you are a star.

And you've earned it.

Peter, you have no idea how I feel right now.

Oh no, I know exactly how you feel.

Listen.

I have been through this.

Happens to me all the time.

I see Spider-Man posters in the window.

Kids running around with me on their sweaters.

Big Hallowe'en item.

I don't know, I guess I've become something of an icon.

Like yesterday.

They keep screaming: "Spider-Man! Spider-Man!"

I don't know, I mean,

I'm thinking to myself,

"I'm just a nerdy kid from Queens. Do I deserve this?"

Hi, Pete.

- Hi.

Hi. My parents and I are just having dinner here.

Hello.

I'm Gwen Stacey.

This is Mary Jane Watson.

Oh, it's so nice to finally meet you. Pete talks about you all the time.

Gwen is my lab partner in Dr Connor's class.

Pete's something of a genius. I'd be completely lost without him.

Which actually reminds me--

Pete, if you got a picture of my kiss with Spider-Man,

could you bring it to class?

I'd really love it.

For my portfolio.

After all, who gets kissed by Spider-Man, right?

I can't imagine.

Well, it was lovely to meet you.

Good night.

- Good night.

Uh, she's in my science class. It's not her best subject.

What?

How come you never mentioned her?

She's your lab partner,

you saved her life,

she thinks you're a genius and she had her polished fingernails all over you?

Or didn't you notice?

And she gave Spider-Man the key to the city.

I'll never forget that.

She's just a girl in my class.

- Let me ask you something.

When you kissed her,

who was kissing her?

Spider-Man or Peter?

What do you mean?

- You know exactly what I mean.

That was our kiss.

Why would you do that?

You must have known how it made me feel.

Do you want to push me away?

Push you away?

Why would I want to push you away? I love you.

You're my girlfriend. She's a girl in my class, MJ.

I don't feel very well. I'm sorry. I have to go.

Where are you going?

- Please don't follow me.

Here we are.

Hi, it's MJ. Sing a song at the beep. Beep!

Hello. Uh...

I wish you'd pick up the phone.

I don't know what's going on.

I don't know if you got the messages, or what.

But...

I just want to talk to you.

OK. Call me, all right?

Hallo?

- Mr Parker?

Yeah?

- This is Detective Neil Garettfrom the 2nd precinct.

I'm calling on behalf of Captain Stacey.

He would like you to come down to the station to speak with him.

Originally we thought that this man, Dennis Carradine,

was your husband's killer.

We were wrong.

What?

- Turns out Mr Carradine was only an accomplice.

The actual killer is still at large.

What are you talking about?

This is the man who killed your husband.

His name is Flint Marko.

He's a small-time crook who's been in and out of prison.

You got this wrong.

Two days ago, he escaped.

Evidently, he confessed his guilt to a cellmate.

And we have a couple of witnesses who corroborate the story.

No, wait, sir. You don't want to do this.

Get in! What are you doing?

Would you put these photos away, please?

I'm sorry, Mrs Parker. I know this isn't easy,

but please be patient with us.

We're doing our job. We will catch him.

No, you're not doing your job.

I watched my uncle die.

We chased down the wrong man.

Now you're telling me there's suspicions for two years? Witnesses?

Why weren't we told about this?

- Settle down, sir.

No, I have no intention of settling down!

This man killed my uncle,

and he's still out there!

L-20 Parkway, all officers in the vicinity please report.

We have an abandoned vehicle and an abandoned man in the middle of the street.

Sorry, Wabash Avenue.

Peter, it's MJ.

I'm not here about what happened at dinner. Just please open up.

Aunt May called me. She told me about what happened.

She's worried about you.

I'm worried about you.

Don't be. I'm fine.

I don't want you to do something stupid.

Like try to find my uncle's killer?

And do something you'll regret.

Like...

with that other guy.

He had a gun on me.

I made a move, and he fell. I told you that.

- I'm not accusing you of anything.

C-22, auto at 566, 9th Avenue...

- Will you turn that thing off?

Peter, I'm here because I care about you.

And I know that you made a mistake and that you feel guilty, but--

I want to be here for you.

- OK.

I get it. Thank you.

But, uh, I'm fine.

I don't need your help.

Everybody needs help sometimes, Peter.

Even Spider-Man.

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Don't hurt me! Just give me a chance!

- What about my uncle?

Did you give him a chance?

Did you?

Where am I?

What is this?

I feel...

Wow.

This feels good.

This is something else.

What do you think?

I've never seen anything like it.

I'm a physicist, not a biologist, but...

I'll look at it in the morning, run some tests.

- Can we do that now?

It seems to like you.

Don't let any of that get on you.

- Why not?

It has the characteristics of a symbiote,

which needs to bond to a host to survive.

And sometimes, these things in nature, when they bind,

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