The Amazing Spider-Man 2 Page #6

but he can do everything

else a spider can,

including self-heal.

I need to find him.

I need his blood.

()

You need...

Spider-Man's blood?

It'll save my life.

It may not, Har.

It may not be that simple.

You saw what happened

to Curt Connors, right?

Connors was weak.

This is me, Peter.

I don't think you can

just set up a van

and have him donate.

I mean, I'm sure he's sensitive

about people shoving needles and...

Ah, he's sensitive, okay.

Well, then, maybe you could just

sensitively tell me where he is,

and I will go ask him myself.

What?

- HARRY:
You took his picture.

- So?

- You know him.

- Harry.

I took a picture from a long

way away. I used a long lens.

I don't know him.

I put together what

you said at the river.

- What I...

- About how he gives people hope.

Come on.

(COMPUTER BEEPING)

What in the...?

(COMPUTER BEEPS)

Just say yes.

Don't turn your back on me!

I don't wanna end up

like my father, Peter.

Please.

Peter, please.

I can't.

Please.

I'm gonna try

and find Spider-Man.

()

MAN 1:
Hey, what's

security doing over here?

WOMAN:
That's so weird.

She's right over there.

MAN 2:
Hey! Miss Stacy!

(GRUNTING)

Hi.

Hi.

What are you doing here?

- What are you doing here?

- Oh...

Come here.

MAN:
She's not here.

Check another floor.

- GUARD 1:
Got it.

- GUARD 2:
Yes, sir!

You're in trouble.

- Yeah.

- Who's that guy?

There was an accident in the genomics

lab, and they're covering it up.

And I found out. That guy

from Times Square last night?

I met him. He was an electrical

engineer in the building.

And he loved Spider-Man, by

the way. He was, like, a fanatic.

I didn't get love vibes. I got more of a

"want to kill me with his electricity" vibe.

That's actually kind of

what it's like to love you.

I was searching for him in the computer

and all the files, he's erased.

- My God.

- He's completely erased.

That's Oscorp.

(MEN CHATTERING)

And what about you?

Why are you here?

Harry.

- Osborn?

- He's dying.

- What do you mean?

- He's dying.

And he thinks the only thing

that's gonna save his life

is my blood, is Spider-Man's blood.

And as far as I know, if I

give it to him, it could kill him.

Or something worse.

I know.

This is the maintenance

closet, Gwen.

This is the most clichd

hiding place you could've chosen.

- This is the stupidest hiding place.

- I'm sorry,

I didn't take us to the

Bahamas of hiding places.

I gotta talk to you about England,

I guess, because I don't...

- You just kissed me.

- I know, I'm sorry. I couldn't help it.

How'd you like it?

It felt a little bit rushed.

I know. I know, I know.

This is the plan. You get to the elevator.

I'm gonna distract him, okay?

Okay.

()

- Ooh! God! Damn it!

- I'm so...

I just spilled a hot latte all over your...

I didn't mean to do that. Oh, no!

And you too? I'm sorry.

- Miss! Stay right there!

- PETER:
Sir.

- MAN:
Just stay right...

- Wait, wait, wait.

Hey! Stop!

- All right. On your way.

- Aah.

I'm sorry. I'm all thumbs today.

(PANTING)

- Gwen Stacy. Ha, ha.

- Oh, my God.

- Sorry.

- Sorry.

No, it's okay.

Uh, I'm... I'm Harry.

Yeah.

- I'm an old friend of Peter's.

- Yeah, I know who you are. Sorry.

I was kind of rushing.

No, I'm sorry he

never introduced us.

I thought you two had broken up.

Oh.

Yeah. Yes, we had.

And it's...

- It's complicated.

- Complicated. Yeah.

I mean, it's Peter. Heh. Everything's

always complicated with Peter.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah, you're right.

But that's why he needs you.

()

Right?

To help him make his choices clear.

(ELEVATOR BELL DINGS)

Nice to meet you, Harry.

Yeah, it's such a pleasure, Gwen.

()

(CLASSICAL MUSIC

PLAYING OVER SPEAKERS)

(SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)

You've been in a terrible accident.

I'm Dr. Kafka.

I'm here to help you.

Course you are, doc.

That's why you're preparing

military-grade biostim electrodes.

High-intensity capacitors.

The kind they make at Oscorp.

All of this because you're

trying to help me.

You are correct.

I'm here to study you.

To understand what you are,

why you are.

Und I will get results.

(GROANING)

I always do.

(TYPING ON KEYBOARD)

You do realize

you locked me in a prison

that runs

on electricity?

(CHUCKLES)

Mm. I can feel it in the walls.

I can feel it in my veins.

No matter what you do,

doc, you can't contain it.

It's a force of nature.

Like me.

(KAFKA CHUCKLING

AND ELECTRO GROANING)

You wanna know how powerful I am?

(SPEAKS IN GERMAN)

Well, so do I.

Ooh!

(GROANING)

I'm dying to know,

doc.

But you better make damn

sure you kill me this time.

Because if you don't,

I'm gonna kill the light.

So everyone in this city is gonna know

how it feels to live in my world.

A world without power.

A world without mercy.

A world

without Spider-Man.

And everyone will be able to

see me for who I truly am.

And who are you?

Don't you know?

I'm Electro.

()

(ALARM BEEPING)

AUTOMATED VOICE:
Warning: Electrical

restraint capacity reached.

Initiate lockdown procedure

immediately.

KAFKA:
Very impressive,

Electro.

Lockdown initiated.

(GROANING)

PETER:
Aunt May?

PETER:
Aunt May?

What are you doing?

When did you do this?

(CLICKS TONGUE THEN SIGHS)

There's something

you're not telling me, Aunt May.

Every time I mention my parents,

your eyes go down.

I know you're not telling me something.

You lie to me. I know you love me.

- I don't lie.

- I know you love me, but you do.

Aunt May, Aunt May.

You have to tell me, May.

That's my father.

Yes, he was your father.

But that didn't seem to

stop him from leaving you...

here.

I need the truth.

The truth is, your parents

left you here, on our doorstep.

You were this little boy

whose whole world

was turned upside down

with no explanation.

We did the best we could,

your Uncle Ben and I.

I mean, who else was gonna care for you,

and protect you and worry about you?

Your father?

No.

I was the one who wiped your nose,

and made you brush your teeth,

and do your homework,

or washed your dirty underwear. Me!

Your stupid, non-scientific aunt, who

doesn't know how to make ends meet,

who has to take nursing classes

with 22-year-old kids so I can

pay for you to go to college.

And I don't know how

to do this without Ben.

I don't know how. And...

And you're dreaming about

your perfect father,

who was never here. No.

No, I won't tell you.

You're my boy.

As far as I'm concerned,

you're my boy.

And I won't hurt you.

()

I'm your boy.

You're my everything.

You're enough.

You're more than enough.

That's not what this is about.

Don't get that twisted.

- I love you so much.

- I know.

It's okay.

It's okay.

May.

I need to know.

All right.

(SIGHS)

I'll tell you everything I know.

But it will hurt you.

Okay.

(SIGHS)

A few days after the funeral,

two government men came to see us.

They said the genetics research

that your father was doing with

Norman Osborn was very valuable,

and that people

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