Marvel's Spider-Man script comprises the full verbal transcript of Marvel's Spider-Man.
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Marvel's Spider-Man[]
Act 1[]
Clearing the Way[]
Police Dispatch: All units, level four mobilization. Location—Fisk Tower.
Peter: Fisk?
Police Dispatch: SWAT is 10–84 at Fisk Tower. All units standby, warrant is en route.
Help the police at Times Square (gameplay)[]
(After the cutscene.)
On-screen: Hold 
to swing.
(Upon completing a swing.)
On-screen: Release to detach.
(While swinging.)
On-screen: While holding , press 
to jump and gain speed.
(After landing.)
On-screen: Press to jump, then hold to swing.
(While swinging.)
Yuri Watanabe (phone): Captain Watanabe.
Spider-Man: Did you take him down yet?
Yuri Watanabe (phone): No. We’re at Fisk Tower, but still waiting on the warrant.
Spider-Man: Mind if I join in on the fun?
Yuri Watanabe (phone): You know how his lawyers are... this one needs to go by the book.
Spider-Man: C’mon Yuri, I’ve been waiting eight years for this.
Yuri Watanabe (phone): You really want to help? Head to Times Square, sounds like his guys are trying to keep my backup from reaching the scene...
Spider-Man: You got it — almost there!
(While swinging.)
On-screen: Press to perform Web Zip.
(While using Web Zip.)
On-screen: Web Zip is great for maintaining altitude and turning quickly while in air.
Spider-Man: Hello?
Boss (phone): Parker? Where are you? We must run through the demonstration at least once before the grant committee arrives.
Spider-Man: Uhh, yes. Sorry. Yes. Dealing with a... personal issue. I'll be in soon. Promise.
(After the phone call.)
Spider-Man: Eesh, better wrap this up quick, then get to my *real* job.
(Upon seeing the police forces in Times Square.)
Spider-Man: Looks like Yuri called in the cavalry.
Help the police at Times Square (cutscene)[]
Police Officer: We need more backup!
Police Officer: 10–32. Times Square. Officers under fire!
Fisk Thug: Bring in the hammer.
Police Officer: *MOVE!*
Take down Fisk's men (gameplay)[]
(After seeing Spider-Man for the first time.)
Fisk Thug: Get him!
Spider-Man: Morning guys! Who's ready for their hot fresh cup of bodily harm?
(Upon facing the Fisk Thugs for the first time.)
On-screen: Tap 
to Web Strike.
(After web striking the Fisk thug.)
On-screen: Tap 
to attack.
(When your Spider Sense is triggered for the first time.)
On-screen: Your Spider Sense will flash around your head to warn of incoming attacks. When you see this get ready to Dodge.
On-screen: Tap 
to dodge.
(While fighting.)
Spider-Man: Gotta warn you, I'm feeling punchy today.
(Upon facing the second wave of thugs.)
On-screen: Press and use 
to dodge to the side.
(After dodging the bullets.)
On-screen: Tap 
repeatedly to web up enemies.
Spider-Man: Man, Fisk has a lot of guys on his payroll...
(While fighting.)
On-screen: Hold to perform an Air Launch.
(Upon the Air Launch.)
On-screen: Tap repeatedly to perform an Air Combo.
(While fighting.)
On-screen: Press then near an enemy to perform a Leap Off move.
(While jumping during the fight.)
On-screen: Fighting in the air is safer than the ground. Refer to the Moves List to learn air combat moves.
Yuri Watanabe (phone): Spider-Man, what's your status?
Spider-Man: Almost done here. You?
Yuri Watanabe (phone): We’re about to go in.
Spider-Man: Be there soon. Can't wait to see Willie's face when you slap the cuffs on him.
Take down Fisk's men (cutscene)[]
Spider-Man: Okay, Yuri, all done. What's happen—
Spider-Man: Yuri?! YURI?!
Get to Fisk Tower (gameplay)[]
(After the cutscene.)
Spider-Man: I knew Fisk wouldn't go quietly.
The Main Event[]
Yuri Watanabe: Get more backup! And lock down the airspace—
Spider-Man: Yuri, you okay?
Yuri Watanabe: If he makes it out of the building we’re gonna lose him.
Spider-Man: I'm gonna go, uh...
Yuri Watanabe: Do your thing.
Spider-Man: Yes! Today's the day, Willie.
Fisk Thug: Take him out!
Fisk Thug: C’mon, c’mon— keep shooting!
Fisk Thug: Lead him!
Spider-Man: Heads up!
Spider-Man: Hey, where you going?
Clear the atrium (gameplay)[]
(After throwing the thug.)
Spider-Man: Catch!
(After arriving at the atrium.)
Spider-Man: I'll clear a path, follow me!
Police Officer: Get outta here, Spider-Man, we got this!
(After punching the first thug.)
On-screen: Build Focus by attacking enemies. You do more damage when you have more focus. Increase your combo count to gain Focus faster. Earn bonus Focus during air combat.
Spider-Man: Sorry to break it to you, but you do NOT got this, buddy.
(While fighting.)
On-screen: Hold to perform an Air Launch.
(After the Air Launch.)
On-screen: Tap repeatedly to perform an Air Combo.
Police Officer: What's Spider-Man doing here— he's gonna mess everything up!
Spider-Man: Thanks for the confidence boost, guys!
(While fighting.)
Spider-Man: I guess this is what they call a hostile workplace.
Fisk Thug: You understand what "private property," means?
(After clearing the atrium.)
On-screen: Use Focus to heal. The more Focus you have the more you will heal.
On-screen: Press 
to heal.
Clear the balcony (gameplay)[]
(After the shooters arrive.)
On-screen: Press 
+ to perform a Zip To Point move.
(After the shooters open fire.)
Police Officer: Down, down, down!
Spider-Man: Gotta take those shooters out.
(After ziping to the balcony.)
On-screen: Press to attack from a ledge.
(While fighting.)
On-screen: Tap repeatedly to web up enemies.
(After clearing the balcony.)
Spider-Man: I think that's all of 'em!
Clear the balcony (cutscene)[]
Police Officer: C’mon, c’mon! They shut the elevators down! Take the stairs!
Spider-Man: I prefer a more direct approach.
Infiltrate the building (gameplay)[]
(After opening the elevator doors.)
On-Screen: Hold toward a wall to Wall Crawl.
Yuri Watanabe (phone): Spider-Man, status?
Spider-Man: Heading to the upper floors— and hoping nobody turns on the elevators...
Yuri Watanabe (phone): Our choppers are taking fire, looks like Fisk has armed men on every floor.
(While Wall Crawling.)
On-screen: Hold to Wall Run.
Spider-Man: He's desperate...
Yuri Watanabe (phone): ...and he's hitting us with everything he's got.
Spider-Man: I have to find him and end this.
Yuri Watanabe (phone): Not yet. We just picked up chatter — they're wiping all their data servers. We need that evidence if we want to put him away for good.
Spider-Man: Okay, server room it is.
(After the phone rings.)
Spider-Man: Call from May. Better answer. Uh... hi Aunt May.
Aunt May (phone): What is all that noise?!
Spider-Man: Watching a Super Hero movie. What's up?
Aunt May (phone): I just wanted make sure we were still on for dinner tomorrow night.
Spider-Man: Totally. Uh, listen, I gotta go—
Aunt May (phone): Okay, love you.
Spider-Man: Love you too.
Clear the area of Fisk's men (gameplay)[]
(After exiting the air vents.)
Police Officer: Hostiles, next floor up!
(Upon approaching the edge of the floor.)
On-screen: Press + to perform a Zip To Point move.
(After ziping to the upper floor.)
On-screen: Press to attack from a ledge.
(After the second wave of thugs arrive.)
On-screen: A full Focus bar can be used to perform a Finisher that instantly knocks out an enemy.
On-screen: Press + near an enemy to finish them.
(Upon finishing an enemy for the first time.)
Spider-Man: How exactly do you think this ends well for you?
(Upon finishing an enemy for a second time.)
Spider-Man: On to the next one.
(Upon finishing an enemy for a third time.)
Spider-Man: Regret your life choices yet?
Enter the server room (gameplay)[]
(After clearing the area.)
Spider-Man: Gotta find that server room before there's no evidence left.
On-screen: Press + to perform a Zip To Point move.
(After approaching the door.)
Spider-Man: If I go in this way they'll destroy all the evidence.
On-screen: Press 
to scan for enemies.
(After scanning the area.)
Spider-Man: I should look for a sneaky way in.
(After noticing the vent.)
Spider-Man: There we go.
On-screen: Press + to zip to a vent.
Spider-Man: It's like my own private entrance. Fisk may be a dirty criminal, but he has remarkably clean air vents.
Fisk Thug: Hurry up! The boss wants everything erased!
Fisk Thug: I can't make it delete any faster.
(Upon reaching a vent above enemies.)
On-screen: Press for Vent Takedown.
(After webbing the thug to the ceiling.)
Spider-Man: They're so cute when they're oblivious.
Fisk Thug: How's it coming?
Fisk Thug: Halfway there. Just need another minute or two.
Fisk Thug: You think the cops know where we are?
Fisk Thug: Don't worry about out there. Worry about in here.
Stop the countdown (gameplay)[]
(Upon entering the server room.)
Spider-Man: Is this tech support? I forgot my password.
Fisk Thug: Don't let him near the console!
Automated Voice: Warning. Full deletion imminent.
Fisk Thug: Stall him! The system's still purging!
Spider-Man: And I thought the IT guys at my last job were rude.
(After clearing the room.)
Spider-Man: Gotta access that console before everything's gone.
Stop the countdown (cutscene)[]
Spider-Man: Let's see just how good their security is. Oh you guys forgot the latest kernel patch, tsk-tsk...
Wilson Fisk: Hiding in the server room? Cowardly... even for you.
Spider-Man: Says the guy frantically erasing his search history.
Wilson Fisk: After all these years, you're still just an ignorant child...
Spider-Man: True, but that's part of my charm, isn't it?
Wilson Fisk: Damn you. Get that door down, now!
Take care of the guards (gameplay)[]
(After a second wave of thugs arrive.)
On-screen: Hold to perform an Air Launch.
On-screen: Hold to yank enemies.
(While fighting.)
On-screen: Hold , then hold to perform an Air Launch and yank enemies down.
(While fighting.)
Wilson Fisk: Get past him! Destroy everything! Look around you! I did this! What have you ever done that mattered?
Spider-Man: Well, there was that time I took down a pompous, overstuffed crime lord before breakfast.
Wilson Fisk: Without me, the scum I kept in check will run rampant. And it'll be your fault.
Fisk Thug: Boss is sick and tired of you—
Spider-Man: Been a long, tough road, Fisk. Almost sad to see it end.
Wilson Fisk: Mere prelude.
Spider-Man: Well, get ready for the main event.
Investigate the explosion (gameplay)[]
(Upon seeing an explosion.)
Spider-Man: Yuri, an explosion just—
Yuri Watanabe (phone): I saw it. Fisk could have the whole place wired. I'm sending in a bomb unit.
Spider-Man: I'll make sure no one gets in their way.
On-screen: Press + to perform a Zip To Point move.
(While fighting.)
Fisk Thug: Kill him! Or the boss’ll kill us!
Fisk Thug: You like the fireworks? We got more where that came from!
Fisk Thug: You figure out we’re not playing yet?
Investigate the explosion (cutscene)[]
Police Officer: It's clear, move up!
Spider-Man: Hey guys— I guess bombs are part of Willie's getaway plan.
Man: HELP! SOMEBODY!
Woman: AAHH! Help!
Spider-Man: Sounds like they're trapped...
Bomb Squad Officer: You go after them, we'll look for the bombs—
Help civilians (gameplay)[]
(Upon reaching the explosion site.)
Man: HELP! SOMEBODY!
Spider-Man: People trapped by the last explosion. I gotta get them out.
(Upon seeing the civilians.)
Spider-Man: Everyone clear out! Evacuate the building!
(Upon reaching a fallen debris.)
Woman: I heard more people back that way!
Spider-Man: I'll find them.
(Upon reaching civilians trapped under debris.)
Woman: Spider-Man! We can't move, we’re pinned down!
Spider-Man: I'll lift it. When you're free, get out, fast. If you can walk, help the injured. Got it?
Woman: Y-yes.
(After lifting the debris.)
Spider-Man: Go, go, go!
Woman: Thank you! He did it! Let's go!
Move toward Fisk's office (gameplay)[]
(After saving the civilians.)
Spider-Man: Okay Willie, comin’ your way.
(Upon nearing a vent.)
On-screen: Press + to zip to a vent.
Yuri Watanabe (phone): Spider-Man, it's Yuri.
Spider-Man: How we doing, Captain?
Yuri Watanabe: Could be better. Our choppers took a beating— we just had to ground our last one. If Fisk calls in a chopper, we have no one to stop it from landing.
Spider-Man: And no one to chase him if he flies away...
Yuri Watanabe: Why do I get the feeling that's what he was planning all along?
Spider-Man: Because he probably was.
Help bomb squad (gameplay)[]
(Upon seeing injured police officers.)
Spider-Man: Damn. Yuri, get EMTs up here— fast!
Yuri Watanabe (phone): We’re trying—
(Upon seeing a thug with a rocket launcher.)
Spider-Man: Uh-oh— INCOMING!
On-screen: Press to dodge rockets.
(Upon beating the thug.)
Spider-Man: That's enough out of you...
(Upon seeing more thugs with rocket launchers.)
Spider-Man: More rockets? Little excessive don't you think?
On-screen: Press to dodge rockets.
(Upon seeing even more thugs with rocket launchers.)
Spider-Man: What—? Is it national rocket day or something?
(After beating the last thug.)
Spider-Man: Gotcha.
Find bomb squad (gameplay)[]
(Upon entering the hallway.)
Spider-Man: Man, how’d the bomb squad guys get through this?
On-screen: Move forward and hold to parkour.
(Upon seeing Spider-Man.)
Fisk Thug: He's here!
(Upon approaching the thugs.)
On-screen: Dodge onto a wall and press to perform an Off The Wall Attack.
Spider-Man: Settle down, I’ve got enough for everybody.
Locate the bomb squad (gameplay)[]
(After clearing the room.)
Spider-Man: Okay, room is clear. Bomb squad must be somewhere ahead— hope they're okay.
Locate the bomb squad (cutscene)[]
Spider-Man: You guys all right?
Bomb Squad Officer: We were just about to call for backup.
Spider-Man: I think I'm it.
Bomb Squad Officer: Lead the way, we'll be right behind you.
Bomb Squad Officer: Heads up, boss...
Defeat dirty cops (gameplay)[]
(After disarming the disguised Fisk thugs.)
On-screen: Shield enemies block attacks from the front, but vulnerable from the back.
On-screen: Tap to Web Strike.
(While doing Web Strike.)
On-screen: Press to perform a Dodge Under move after an attack.
(After Dodge Under.)
On-screen: Press to attack from behind.
(While fighting.)
Spider-Man: You guys were in bed with Fisk all along? Aww now I'll never get that image out of my head!
Bomb Squad Officer: Get him!
Bomb Squad Officer: Take him out!
Spider-Man: So your plan didn't work. On to plan B— getting kicked in the face.
Bomb Squad Officer: We can't let him get into the office!
Bomb Squad Officer: Just shoot him already!
(After clearing the room.)
Spider-Man: Hey Yuri. Looks like some of your guys were on Fisk's payroll. Good news is, they were Willie's last line of defense. I'm right outside his office.
Yuri Watanabe (phone): Take him down. Now.
Spider-Man: With pleasure.
Take out Fisk's turrets (cutscene)[]
Spider-Man: Writing your memoirs? Don't forget the hyphen between "Spider" and "Man."
Wilson Fisk: Get the chopper ready. I won't be long. I'm surprised you made it this far. But your foolishness ends now.
Spider-Man: Uh... you do know I can still see you, right?
Wilson Fisk: Eight years of this insolence...
Spider-Man: Oh for me? You shouldn't have...
Take out Fisk's turrets (gameplay)[]
(Upon turrets start firing.)
Spider-Man: Gotta wait for an opening.
On-screen: Press to dodge turret fire.
(After turrets stop for reloading.)
On-screen: Tap repeatedly to web up the turret.
Spider-Man: It's reloading.
(After webbing the turret.)
On-screen: Hold 
+ to yank and throw turrets.
(Upon throwing the turret.)
Spider-Man: Okay, *now*!
Wilson Fisk: What are you doing?!
Take out Fisk's turrets (cutscene 2)[]
Wilson Fisk: How is this happening?!
Spider-Man: What's wrong, Willie? You seem angry...
Wilson Fisk: I will DESTROY you!
Defeat Wilson Fisk (gameplay)[]
(After the cutscene.)
Spider-Man: Take your best shot.
(Upon sensing the incoming debris.)
On-screen: Hold + to throw objects.
(After throwing the debris back at Fisk.)
On-screen: Tap repeatedly to web up Fisk.
(After webbing Fisk.)
Spider-Man: That gave me an opening.
(Upon web striking Fisk.)
On-screen: Fisk will block your melee attacks. Use webs to make him vulnerable.
(While fighting.)
Wilson Fisk: Time to end this!
On-screen: Use webs and throwables to make Fisk vulnerable.
Spider-Man: You asked for it.
Wilson Fisk: Tiresome annoyance!
(After webbing Fisk again.)
Spider-Man: Hang in there... it'll be over soon.
Defeat Wilson Fisk (cutscene)[]
Wilson Fisk: You are everything that's wrong with this city!
Spider-Man: Huh. I was gonna say the same to you.
Wilson Fisk: You know what to do, men.
Fisk Thug: Surround him!
Take on Fisk and his men (gameplay)[]
(After surrounding Spider-Man.)
Fisk Thug: Everyone, ENGAGE!
(While fighting.)
Wilson Fisk: You fools! You are trained to fight— so FIGHT!
Wilson Fisk: I don't want excuses!
Wilson Fisk: You're out of your depth, boy!
Spider-Man: Not this time...
Wilson Fisk: What do I pay you for?!
Fisk Thug: Protect the boss!
Wilson Fisk: Imbeciles!
Wilson Fisk: Where are the reinforcements?!
(After getting defeated by Fisk.)
Wilson Fisk: All these years and you still haven't learned.
(Upon being grabbed by Fisk.)
Spider-Man: Was it... something... I said?
(After breaking away from Fisk's grip.)
Spider-Man: You're losing Willie—
Wilson Fisk: I haven't even started trying.
(While fighting.)
Wilson Fisk: NO! I can handle myself.
Wilson Fisk: You'll die as uselessly as you lived.
Spider-Man: Take your best shot.
Fisk Thug: I don't know boss...
Wilson Fisk: Time to end this!
Spider-Man: You asked for it.
Take on Fisk and his men (cutscene)[]
Spider-Man: So should we kiss now? Yeah, maybe later.
Spider-Man: Finally off to Ryker's, huh? You know, I think you've got more enemies in there than I do.
Wilson Fisk: If you think this will be more than a minor inconvenience—
Spider-Man: Woop— gotta go. Hey! Good luck, Willie. I’ve a feeling you're gonna need it.
Wilson Fisk: Idiot! I'm the one who kept order in this city! One month! In one month you'll wish you had me back!
My OTHER Other Job[]
(After completing the previous mission.)
Spider-Man: The Kingpin is heading to prison. End of an era. Feel like I should celebrate. Maybe take a vacation...
(Upon getting a skill point for the first time.)
On-screen: Press 
to access the Skill Tree.
Get to work (gameplay)[]
(After closing the skill tree.)
On-screen: Press + to perform a Zip to Point move.
(While web zipping to a point.)
On-screen: Press to Point Launch.
(After launching.)
On-screen: Point Launches help maintain flow over rooftops.
Boss (phone): Parker, where are you? The committee will be here soon! We need to run an equipment check!
Spider-Man: I'm almost there! Blocks away!
Boss (phone): Ugh. Guess I'll just do it myself.
Spider-Man: No, don't, it's not safe— (sighs)
(While en route to work.)
Spider-Man: Gotta love Doc's enthusiasm, but sometimes it gets him into trouble. Better get there before he hurts himself...
(While swinging.)
On-screen: Hold 
while in the air to dive.
On-screen: Hold to swing from a dive for greater speed.
Get to work (cutscene)[]
Peter: I'm sorry I'm late— whoa!
Peter: You started without me!
Otto: The grant committee's director will be here soon.
Otto: It's fine, Parker. I invented this equipment. I think I can handle it.
Peter: The power dampener—
Peter: Oh man... Uh... maybe we should abort?!
Otto: Not yet—
Peter: Hold on—
Peter: Dr. Octavius! Are you okay?
Otto: Another setback. (coughs) But we’re close.
Committee Director: Is anyone hurt?
Peter: No. It... it was all my faul—
Otto: The energy levels exceeded our expectations. From a certain viewpoint, that's a very positive development.
Committee Director: It doesn't smell very positive.
Otto: I assure you, in the next phase—
Committee Director: Let's not get ahead of ourselves. (coughs) Is there somewhere else we can discuss this?
Otto: Maybe you should take the rest of the day off, Peter.
Peter: But—
Otto: We'll talk later.
Check on the prosthetic arm (gameplay)[]
(After the cutscene.)
Peter: That was a disaster. How could the dampener have failed? I know Doc said take the day off... but I have to figure out what went wrong...
(Upon going over to Otto's office for a few times. The dialog will play in three parts.)
Committee Director: How many lab fires have we seen now, Otto? 3? 4?
Otto: That's how you know we're progressing! Out of the ashes of failure great science is born!
Peter: Don't think Dr. Octavius' optimism has ever been shaken.
Otto: You know, just yesterday, we saw an *extraordinary* reaction cascade in the limbic bridge—
Committee Director: We're looking for *results*, not cascades, Doctor.
Otto: And results you'll have! Trust me — our work grows more promising every day.
Peter: That reaction cascade *was* pretty awesome.
Committee Director: Was your research assistant late today? What sort of staff are you employing with our money, Doctor?
Otto: I'll ask you to leave Peter out of this, please. He's young, still learning, but he's indispensable. A genius in the making.
Peter: Wow. Thanks, Dr. Octavius.
(Upon investigating a magazine.)
Peter: Doc's made huge breakthroughs his whole career, but he's always been upstaged. Usually by Oscorp. This time it's going to be different.
(Upon investigating a photo of Peter and Otto.)
Peter: Graduation — feels so long ago. I interned for Doc in college. He made me realize I could do as much good for the world in a lab coat as I could in tights. Maybe more.
(Upon reaching a corner of the lab.)
Peter: Think we've got samples of every type of prosthetic in existence...
(Upon investigating a document.)
Peter: Our first volunteer subject — Lance Corporal Texidor. Lost his arm overseas, and now just wants to hug his daughter again.
(Upon going over to the kitchen area.)
Peter: Lots of late nights in this lab... glad Doc keeps the snacks stocked up. Wish he would get more of those little cheese squares, though.
(Upon examining a coffee machine.)
Peter: LOVE the coffee at work. God bless that grant money.
(Upon reaching 3D printers.)
Peter: Wonder if I could 3D print a web shooter... can't believe I've never tried that...
(Upon listening the tape "Otto's Lab Journal #1".)
Otto (audio recording): Today is the day: grant review. We're ready. The work has progressed at a remarkable pace. I honestly never thought we'd get the tensile actuator back to an acceptable tolerance, but Parker... the boy has an eye for guerilla science lilke none other. Just as I was ready to order a custom machined replacement part, he returned from the hardware store with a bottle of solvent and a toothbrush. Bang: actuator problem resolved. The boy is a genius. A chronically late genius. It's already ten after... where is he? Surely he can't have forgotten today's review...
Peter: Sorry I let you down, Doc...
(Upon going over to the prosthetic arm.)
Peter: It's amazing how quickly the prosthesis has evolved... I remember when our prototype used parts I ripped out of an old microwave...
(Upon examining the arm.)
Peter: Ohh... you are in bad shape, little guy.
(After examining the arm.)
Peter: Let's see what's wrong with you...
Repair the prosthetic arm (gameplay)[]
(Upon starting a circuit project.)
Peter: Circuit burned out. Dammit. If I had been here to do the pre-check, I would've caught this.
(Upon completing the circuit project.)
Peter: Got it!
(Upon starting the second circuit project.)
Peter: OK... need to reroute servo control.
(Upon completing the second circuit project.)
Peter: Nice. Okay, what next.
(Upon starting the third circuit project.)
Peter: And now rebalance the voltage...
(Upon completing the third circuit project.)
Peter: Finished!
Test the prosthetic arm (gameplay)[]
(After completing all of the circuit projects.)
Peter: Let's see if that worked.
(Upon moving the arm.)
Peter: Good as new.
Work at the Spectrograph station (gameplay)[]
(After fixing the arm).
Peter: Doc's been testing new materials for the prosthetics. He asked me to review his work if I had time; may as well dig in now.
On-screen: Circuit projects are now available in the lab.
(Upon reaching a circuit station.)
Peter: We're trying to improve the prosthetic's hardware. I should review what Doc's been developing, and double-check his work.
(Upon starting circuit project, Actuator Precision.)
Peter: Doc was trying to improve the actuator's granularity...
(After completing the circuit project.)
Peter: Nice. Super smooth response.
(Upon starting circuit project, Minimal Grip Force.)
Peter: See if we can tune the prosthetic's grip force...
(After completing the circuit project.)
Peter: That's better. Should avoid bone-crushing handshakes, at least.
(Upon starting a Spectrograph project.)
Peter: Doc was testing a new contact material for the prosthetic...
(After completing the Spectrograph project.)
Peter: Hydrogel/Polymer composite. Strong, but there's a lot of impedance. Better tell Doc to keep looking for other materials.
Exit the lab (gameplay)[]
(After completing the Spectrograph project.)
On-screen: Additional Spectrograph projects are now available in the lab.
Peter: Alright — I should get out of here before I screw things up for Doc even more.
(Upon listening the tape "Otto's Lab Journal #3".)
Otto (audio recording): Peter — thank you again for doing these blind reviews. Peer review is the backbone of great science. You know, as we've prepped for the upcoming fitting, I've felt an itch in the back of my brain: is this *really* the best method of limb replacement? Silly I know, but I keep thinking... might there be another way?
(Upon starting Spectrograph project, Material Candidate Test: L37.)
Peter: Hmm... what was Doc working on with this?
(After completing the Spectrograph project.)
Peter: Beautiful.
(Upon starting Spectrograph project, Material Candidate Test: X23.)
Peter: Looks like another potential prosthetic contact material...
(After completing the Spectrograph project.)
Peter: Ohh — hydrogel IPN. This looks promising; bet it'd be a great tissue interface.
Keeping the Peace[]
Meet Captain Watanabe (gameplay)[]
(After completing the previous mission.)
On-screen: You can now access the lab at anytime. Use the door on the lab rooftop.
Yuri Watanabe (phone): Spider-Man, it's Yuri.
Spider-Man: Fisk make it to Ryker's yet?
Yuri Watanabe (phone): Not Ryker's. Our boy qualifies for the VIP treatment... he's in the Raft.
Spider-Man: Ahhh — joining Scorpion, Electro and the rest... Fisk should be honored — that's esteemed company.
Yuri Watanabe (phone): Can you swing by the precinct? Got an issue that could benefit from your unique skill set.
Spider-Man: For you, Yuri, anything. I'm on my way.
(After the call.)
Spider-Man: Hmmm — looks like Jameson's got a new episode out. Wonder what my number one fan thinks about the Fisk take down...
Just the Facts With JJJ: Producer (radio): This is "Just The Facts with J. Jonah Jameson", where listeners like you discuss the issues affecting our city with Pulitzer Prize winning—
Just the Facts with JJJ: Jameson (radio): Two-time!
Just the Facts With JJJ: Producer (radio): Two-time Pulitzer Prize winning former publisher of the Daily Bugle.
Just the Facts with JJJ: Jameson (radio): Hey, plug the book!
Just the Facts With JJJ: Producer (radio): And as always, if you order Mr. Jameson's book, Spider-Man: Threat or Menace, within 24 hours of our broadcast, you'll get an autographed copy at no extra charge.
Just the Facts with JJJ: Jameson (radio): No personalizations! Don't ask, not gonna get it!
Jameson (radio): Welcome to "Just the Facts" with J. Jonah Jameson — alerting you to the threats you don't even know about. Let's dive right into the calls. Speak!
Caller (radio): Okay, so, not for nothin’, you gotta give Spider-Man respect for taking down Wilson Fisk, right? I mean, one less mob boss is good for everybody.
Jameson (radio): Is that right? Tell me, are you a police officer? Prosecutor? Maybe an award-winning reporter with decades on the job, like me?
Caller (radio): Uh, no, I'm a plumber.
Jameson (radio): Oh, good. Then fix my toilet and SHUT UP! Let me explain something to you about crime bosses. Soon as one goes down, every punk with a gun, a tracksuit, and a drawer full of gold chains decides he's the next Godfather. We’re gonna have a gang war in the streets. But does that web-headed moron give a damn? Of course not. He got on TV, that's what counts. Hah!
Caller (radio): Yeah, well, I can get copper pipe without paying kickbacks now. So until that gang war starts, I'm on the web-head's side.
Just the Facts with JJJ: Jameson (radio): And you'll be singing a different tune when three new mobs are lining up to charge you triple for that same pipe... or just break your legs! GOODBYE!
Spider-Man: (sighs) Some day, Jonah. I'm gonna get you to say something nice about me ... some day.
Meet Captain Watanabe (cutscene)[]
Spider-Man: Now that you quit smoking, what do you tell people when you come up here?
Yuri Watanabe: That I need a break from their crap.
Spider-Man: Fair enough. So why'd you call? Need a date to the policeman's ball?
Yuri Watanabe: You got a black and white suit?
Spider-Man: Uhh...
Yuri Watanabe: No ball this year anyway. We spent too much integrating Oscorp's surveillance tech.
Spider-Man: Worth it though, right?
Yuri Watanabe: It was... until an hour ago. The whole system went down. Citywide. Every tower.
Spider-Man: How?
Yuri Watanabe: They tell me someone sabotaged the central server, and now all the towers are offline.
Spider-Man: Hm. Inside job?
Yuri Watanabe: Maybe. I'll figure that out later. Right now we need to get these towers back online. Fast.
Spider-Man: And you called me? Aw, that's sweet.
Yuri Watanabe: I called someone I can trust. Plus the signals are scrambled and we have no idea how to fix it.
Spider-Man: Ooh! I love a challenge.
Yuri Watanabe: You break it you buy it.
Spider-Man: I thought you trusted me!
Repair tower (gameplay)[]
(After the cutscene.)
Spider-Man: Let's take a look at this tower.
(Upon descrambling the signal.)
Spider-Man: Input bands have been shifted. Subtle.
(After repairing the tower.)
Yuri Watanabe (phone): We just had a tower come back online, was that you?
Spider-Man: Not just a pretty mask, huh?
Yuri Watanabe (phone): Whatever you did, any chance you could do it to the other towers?
Spider-Man: Sure. But just so you know, I had to sync up with the tower to fix it. I'm seeing all crime data in the area now. Looks like there's a break-in happening near me.
Yuri Watanabe (phone): Great I’ve got units nearby—
On-screen: Press to locate crimes in progress.
Spider-Man: Don't bother — I'm on it.
Stop the break-in (gameplay)[]
(Upon arriving at the crime scene.)
Thug: Do it.
Thug: Watch my back.
(After spotting the thugs.)
Spider-Man: Pretty sure these guys didn't forget their keys.
On-screen: Tap to Web Strike.
(Upon web striking.)
On-screen: Enemies with melee weapons block most attacks, but are vulnerable to Air Launch attacks, webs, and throwables.
On-screen: Hold to perform an Air Launch.
(While doing the air launch.)
On-screen: Tap repeatedly to perform an Air Combo.
(After earning a Crime Token for the first time.)
On-screen: Stop crimes to earn Crime Tokens, which you can spend to craft better gear.
Rescue the victim (gameplay 1)[]
(After stopping the break-in.)
Spider-Man: Okay: wrapped up.
Yuri Watanabe (phone): Thanks for that; Now I'm seeing an assault near you.
On-screen: Press to locate crimes in progress.
Spider-Man: You're in luck, Yuri. Your favorite tough-but-lovable, grizzled, seen-too-much detective is in town—
Yuri Watanabe (phone): What? No-no-no-no-no you promised you wouldn't do that any—
Spider-Man: Spider-Cop.
Yuri Watanabe (phone): Please no.
Rescue the victim (cutscene 1)[]
Thug: So, you're the snitch.
Gloria: Back off, creep.
Thug: Yep, she's the one.
Gloria: I said back off!
Rescue the victim (gameplay 2)[]
(After the cutscene.)
Gloria: Leave me alone!
Thug: Keep it quiet, lady.
Gloria: Don't touch me!
Gloria: Help! HELP! POLICE!
Thug: Keep your mouth shut.
(Upon web striking.)
Spider-Man: Get away from her!
(After the web strike.)
On-screen: Brutes will block your melee attacks. Use webs and throwables to make them vulnerable.
(Upon seeing Spider-Man.)
Thug: Aw crap. Spider-Man.
(Upon trying to hit a Brute.)
On-screen: Tap repeatedly to web up Brutes.
(After taking Gloria hostage.)
Thug: Walk away now or she's dead!
Gloria: Let me go!
On-screen: Save the hostage before time runs out. Use the to aim at the target and press to disarm them.
On-screen: Use to aim webs.
(After aiming.)
On-screen: Press to disarm.
Rescue the victim (cutscene 2)[]
(After saving Gloria.)
Spider-Man: All clear, Ma’am.
Gloria: I knew Jameson was wrong about you. You're a little weird, but you got a good heart.
Spider-Man: Have you got somewhere to go?
Gloria: I can take care of myself.
Spider-Man: I—I'm sure you can. But just in case, there's a place called the F.E.A.S.T. Center —
Gloria: Seen it. I don't want charity.
Spider-Man: They got the best wheatcakes in the city. Hands down.
Gloria: Mom used to make those. Haven't had any... in a long time. I'll check it out. Thanks, Spider-Guy.
Spider-Man: It's Spider-Man... oh well.
Get to a higher vantage point (gameplay)[]
(After the cutscene.)
Spider-Man: Should be able to spot the next tower from up there.
On-screen: Hold towards a wall, then hold to Wall Run.
Repair a second tower (gameplay)[]
(After getting to the vantage point.)
Spider-Man: From his elevated position, Spider-Cop spies his destination: a second surveillance tower.
Yuri Watanabe (phone): Are you... narrating yourself?
Spider-Man: What? No. Of course not... The chief never did understand Spider-Cop. Thought he was a loose cannon.
Yuri Watanabe (phone): Already regretting this...
(After reaching the tower.)
On-screen: Hold to aim, then to get in range and fix the signal.
(Upon repairing the tower.)
Spider-Man: Bet I can modify these towers to track more than just crimes...
(After repairing the tower.)
Spider-Man: Score!
On-screen: Hold to locate citywide activities.
Investigate RFID signal (gameplay)[]
(Upon seeing citywide activities.)
Spider-Man: Towers are picking up all kinds of RFID signals now... including one nearby. What is that?
(After picking up the backpack.)
Spider-Man: Oh wow. One of my old backpacks from high school; forgot I attached tracking dots to these.
(Upon looking at the city map.)
Spider-Man: Wonder how many of these are scattered around the city...
Stop the robbery (gameplay 1)[]
(After the cutscene.)
Yuri Watanabe (phone): Still there? Got a robbery a few blocks away.
Spider-Man: Spider-Cop's on it. "Part Man, part Spider, ALL cop."
Yuri Watanabe (phone): (sighs)
Stop the robbery (cutscene)[]
Thug: Open the safe — do it!
Spider-Man: Hey fellas.
Thug: Agh!
Thug: Spider-Man! Shoot him!
Stop the robbery (gameplay 2)[]
(After seeing a second wave of thugs.)
Spider-Man: More of ‘em? Guys, if you worked this hard at a legit job, you wouldn't need to be criminals.
Repair a third tower (gameplay)[]
(After stopping the robbery.)
Spider-Man: Alright Yuri: I'm gonna repair the last Chinatown tower now.
Yuri Watanabe (phone): Don't you mean Spider-Cop's gonna repair it?
Spider-Man: Been doing a little thinking, Yuri. Policing's a young man's game, and Spider-Cop... well he's no spring chicken.
Yuri Watanabe (phone): Please be going where I think you're going.
Spider-Man: As of today. Spider-Cop is officially retired.
Yuri Watanabe (phone): Oh thank God. I need a drink.
Spider-Man: We'll all drink tonight, Yuri, drunk to the memory of Spider-Cop's tireless... Yuri? Yuri, you there? Guess the emotion of the moment overwhelmed her.
(After repairing the tower.)
On-screen: Towers reveal collectibles, challenges, and side missions on the map.
Something Old, Something New[]
(After completing the previous mission.)
Spider-Man: Not good. Can't have people taking pictures of my three chest hairs.
Spider-Man: Tools I need for suit repair are at the lab... wonder if Dr. Octavius has left for the day...
Go to Otto's lab (gameplay)[]
(After the cutscene.)
Spider-Man: Doctor! How did it go with the committee? I'm so sorry I screwed things up.
Otto (phone): Not at all, Peter. They're just nervous in the face of imminent triumph! They'll calm down; they always do.
Spider-Man: Should I head back to the lab for cleanup?
Otto (phone): No no. I'm stepping out for dinner anyhow; we'll resume tomorrow. Short break, then back to creating the future!
Spider-Man: Wish I could bottle and sell that man's optimism. Sounds like he's left the lab for the day — good time to work on my suit in private.
(After hearing a crime reporting for the first time.)
On-screen: Activate towers to find nearby crimes and collectibles.
(After entering the lab.)
Peter: Looks like Doc's gone for the night. Time to sneak in some spider-work.
(Upon starting circuit project, Spatial Mapping.)
Peter: Interesting; Doc's hard-wiring in a basic spatial mapping system...
(After completing the circuit project.)
Peter: Very cool. Arms'll have a sense of their surroundings now, should help with body awareness.
(Upon starting circuit project, Balance Compensation.)
Peter: Need to tune the arm's gyro to auto-orient.
(After completing the circuit project.)
Peter: Done. This'll really help users maintain their equilibrium while wearing the prosthetic.
(Upon starting circuit project, Power Efficiency.)
Peter: Doc's trying to lower the overall power consumption of the prosthetic.
(After completing the circuit project.)
Peter: Great. Way more efficient. Probably safer, too.
(Upon starting Spectrograph project, Material Candidate Test: B62.)
Peter: Hmm... what was Doc working on with this?
(After completing the Spectrograph project.)
Peter: Great conductivity; not sure about the long term wear and tear though. Might delaminate easily.
(Upon starting Spectrograph project, Material Candidate Test: V13.)
Peter: Doc was testing the biocompatibility of graphene...
(After completing the Spectrograph project.)
Peter: Not great. Pretty high cytotoxicity. Not sure I'd use this as tissue interface.
(Upon reaching a desk.)
Peter: We really need to get better about organizing our workspace...
(Upon listening the tape "Otto's Lab Journal #4".)
Otto (audio recording): The Grant Review was a debacle, yes, but it may also prove to be the inspiration I need. We can no longer simply meet the committee's expectations: we must exceed them.
Go to Otto's lab (cutscene)[]
Otto: Parker?
Peter: Dr. Octavius! I — ah... Watcha got there?
Otto: Chinese. If I knew you'd be here I would’ve— What are you working on?
Peter: Uh, just a side project.
Otto: (sighs) Of course. It's you.
Peter: I— I don't know what...
Otto: Oh come on, Parker, it's obvious.
Peter: Let me explain.
Otto: I only wish you'd told me sooner.
Peter: I wanted to. But I was afraid that if word got out, my family might be in danger.
Otto: Hm, yes. I guess if you design his equipment you're bound to be a target too.
Peter: Yeah.
Peter: I mean... YEAH.
Otto: Don't worry, your secret's safe.
Otto: Well, I'll leave you to it.
Peter: "Check your email"...
Check your e-mail (gameplay)[]
(After the cutscene.)
Peter: Hope this isn't how Doc fires me...
(Upon checking e-mail.)
On-screen/Otto voice over: Peter, the revelation of your second job as Spider-Man's suit crafter (is that the right term?) is a reminder of the good man and partner you are. No matter how hard you work, you still find time to help others.
I hope you don't mind but I noticed the suit was a bit damaged and I took the liberty of sketching up some of my own improvements. Attached are a few ideas I had on how you could enhance his suit and help protect Spider-Man, who does so much for this city.
Looking forward to the incredible work that we are doing and changing the world together!
Your partner and friend, Otto.
(After opening the attachment.)
Peter: White spider, huh? Hm.
(After crafting the Advanced Suit.)
Peter: That should do it.
Check your e-mail (cutscene)[]
Spider-Man: ‘Scuse me, late for work!
Spider-Man: Comin’ through!
Woman: Looking good, Spidey!
Spider-Man: Hellooo New York! Ha ha!
Spider-Man: New suit! Same old me!
Fisk Hideout[]
Investigate construction site (gameplay)[]
(After completing the previous mission.)
Yuri Watanabe (phone): Spider-Man, I think I figured out how Fisk's men are keeping his rackets running. Construction sites.
Spider-Man: Wasn't that shut down when he was arrested?
Yuri Watanabe (phone): No. It's one of his legitimate businesses ...multiple investors. We can't act without cause.
Spider-Man: But now you've got that, right?
Yuri Watanabe (phone): That's why I'm hoping you can keep an eye on the locations, tell me if you see anything suspicious.
Spider-Man: You got it. I'll be your nosy neighborhood Spider-Man.
(While en route to the construction site.)
On-screen: Unsubscribe from Just the Facts with J. Jonah Jameson in the Settings Menu under Audio.
Jameson (radio): My loyal listeners — "brush-heads", they call themselves, though I've never quite understood why — will remember my warnings about the downright Orwellian Crime Monitoring System the city was installing.
Jameson (radio): Well, it's not operating. Why, you ask? Because someone came to their senses and realized they'd be violating civil liberties? WRONG! Because those incompetent bureaucrats built a network that crashes more often than a wino driving a bumper car! So your tax dollars got wasted... and there's nothing to show for it. Which is about as close as you get to a happy ending in the real world, kids.
(After arriving to the construction site.)
Spider-Man: Yuri, I'm at a Fisk Construction site and there's a lot of guys here wo aren't exactly constructing.
Yuri Watanabe (phone): What are they doing?
Spider-Man: I'm going to go find out.
Spider-Man: Huh. Just got a text from Doc. Looks like he attached an idea for a spidey-gadget. Man, does he ever stop inventing?
On-screen: Press to open the Gadget Page.
(After crafting Impact Web.)
Spider-Man: Wow. This looks like it could work...
On-screen: Hold to bring up the gadget select.
On-screen: Use 
to select Impact Web.
Fisk Thug: Hm. Let's see... Can't read this... Should have brought my glasses...
On-screen: Tap to fire an Impact Web at an enemy.
(After firing an Impact Web.)
On-screen: Gadgets have limited shots. Defeat enemies to earn refills.
On-screen: Take out enemy patrols to draw out reinforcements.
Spider-Man: Awesome! Doc would be proud.
Defeat Fisk's men (gameplay)[]
(After entering the construction site.)
On-screen: Press for bonus objective progress.
(After another wave of enemies arrive.)
Spider-Man: Uh-oh, more of them.
(While fighting.)
Yuri Watanabe (phone): Spider-Man, turns out we've busted four illegal firearm dealers within a three block radius of that site.
Spider-Man: Gun running. Let's see what I can do to cut down the supply.
(Upon the fourth wave of enemies arrive.)
On-screen: Your new Suit comes with a Suit Power. Suit Powers give you special abilities.
On-screen: Your current Suit Power continuously builds Focus. Once used, your Suit Power will regenerate over time.
On-screen: Press + to activate your Suit Power.
Spider-Man: Dang. Looks lilke they called their buddies.
(After the fifth wave of enemies arrive.)
Spider-Man: Oh hey, more guys. Welcome to the party! House rules, leave your shows at the door. Unless you're not wearing socks, in which case— buy some socks already...
(After the final wave of enemies arrive.)
Spider-Man: Anyone want to surrender? No?
(After clearing the hideout.)
Spider-Man: Place is locked down, Captain. Actually, webbed down.
Yuri Watanabe (phone): And someone finally reported shots fired, so I've got officers inbound. Good work.
(After completing a Fisk Hideout for the first time.)
Yuri Watanabe (phone): Fisk has more construction sites throughout the city. Betting they're fronts too. Keep an eye out, and report in if you see anything suspicious.
Landmarking[]
Go to vantage point (gameplay)[]
(After completing the previous mission.)
Spider-Man: If I'm gonna find all of Fisk's construction sites, I should recalibrate my mapping software to be more accurate.
Spider-Man: Using a depth mapped post process on photos of popular landmarks should do it, and I know just the one to start with.
(When the current area on the map is not unlocked.)
Spider-Man: Not getting much coverage. I should look for more towers to activate.
(While en route to the vantage point.)
Otto (phone): Peter, good news: I think I smoothed things over with the grant committee. If Lance Corporal Texidor's fitting tomorrow goes well, we should be OK.
Spider-Man: That's fantastic, Doc. We're back on track!
Otto (phone): Provisionally. As long as our little incident escaped the Mayor's attention. You'll be at the fitting tomorrow?
Spider-Man: Definitely. It'll go great. We're gonna change the world, Doc!
Otto (phone): I'll settle for not starting any more fires. See you tomorrow, Peter. Here's to a successful day.
Take a photo of building (gameplay)[]
(After getting to the vantage point.)
Spider-Man: Good ol' Empire State. Man I love this town. Time to grab a snapshot.
On-screen: Press 
to equip your Camera.
(After equipping the camera.)
On-screen: Hold to aim the Camera.
(After aiming the camera.)
On-screen: When the viewfinder turns green, press to take a picture.
(After taking the picture.)
Spider-Man: That'll do it. Map should be re-calibrated now.
Spider-Man: Haven't done much photography since quitting the Bugle — forgot how much I enjoy it. Should keep an eye out for more landmarks to shoot.
For She’s a Jolly Good Fellow[]
Spider-Man: Hm. It's Mr. Li. Hello?
Martin Li: Peter, it's Martin Li. I just wanted to let you know we need a little extra time to get set for May's party— I guess the cake delivery is stuck in traffic.
Spider-Man: Oh, sure thing. Just let me know when you're ready and I'll swing by.
Martin Li: Great. Talk to you soon.
Spider-Man: Hi, Mr. Muggins. If this is about the rent —
Landlord: Mr. Parker. This call serves as your third and final warning. Eviction proceedings-
Spider-Man: Wait! I get paid end of the week, I can —
Thug: Was that a rat?
Thug: Come on!
Landlord: Eviction proceedings will start Friday unless full payment IS received by close of business. Good day.
Thug: He's hurt!
Thug: This was supposed to be an easy pull!
Woman: Let ‘em have it, Spider-Man!
Spider-Man: (on the phone) Hi, Mister Li.
Martin Li: Hey Peter, we’re all set for the party, whenever you're ready.
Spider-Man: Cool! I'm on my way.
Peter Parker: Mr. Li is probably in the kitchen, getting ready for the party.
Cam: Hey, Peter.
Peter Parker: Hey guys, how's the game going?
Cam: How's it look like it's going? I'm winning.
Eileen: Get this guy checked for dementia, Pete. I'm crushing him.
Peter Parker: Well, the important thing is having fun.
Eileen: I have a lot of fun whooping his ass.
Cam: In your dreams, crazy lady. Want a game, Pete? We play for peanuts.
Peter Parker: Too rich for my blood, I'll leave you to it.
Ernie: Hey, Peter, what's up?
Peter Parker: Just dropping in. Hey. Martin, so sorry I'm late.
Martin Li: You're right on time. Just keep her distracted while we get everything ready.
Peter Parker: You got it. Hey, there's my favorite aunt...
Aunt May: Peter! What a nice surprise. Uh, yeah, sure. Oh, there are some heavy boxes in —
Peter Parker: NO! No, no! I mean, I mean... not yet. I mean. I came to, uh, I just wanted to talk.
Aunt May: Okay... okay. Peter are you in trouble? Do you need money?
Peter Parker: No! No. I mean I'm a little behind on my rent, but no, no... no, I'm fine.
Aunt May: Girl problems again?
Peter Parker: What? No, that's crazy —
Aunt May: I still wish you and MJ could work things out. She's a great girl—
Peter Parker: She is, but...
Aunt May: The two of you would make some beautiful babies.
Peter Parker: Wow! Uh...
Aunt May: Peter. What is it? Come on. You can tell me.
Peter Parker: These past few years — you helping me through college and working here... sacrificing so much, and asking for nothing. I just wish there were more people like you in the world.
Martin Li: He's right. Five years ago, you walked in here and told me you were inspired by my mission to help others. Now it's *you* who inspires *me*. Thank you. May, for everything. Here's to many more years of service!
Peter Parker: Thanks again for setting all this up.
Martin Li: Oh, I just wish I could do more.
Peter Parker: Well. May's always told me. "If you help *some*one—
Martin Li: —you help *every*one." Ah, maybe we should send May to City Hall to have a word with the mayor...
Peter Parker: Oh, I gotta run. Um, thanks again for the party and everything. It really means a lot.
Peter Parker: Voicemail from Yuri... should check it outside...
Don't Touch the Art[]
Spider-Man: Voice-mail from Yuri...
Yuri Watanabe: Hey. Silent alarm at the auction house holding Fisk's estate sale just tripped. Could you check it out? Quietly? I don't want to make a scene if it's nothing...
Spider-Man: Fisk estate sale. Sounds fun. Wonder what the Kingpin had hidden in his closets...
Aunt May: (on the phone) Peter. I lost track of you at the party.
Spider-Man: Yeah, I... had to get to the lab. Sorry.
Aunt May: Don't apologize... I just wanted to tell you how much what you said meant to me. I always wonder if I'm doing right by you...
Spider-Man: Stop wondering. After losing my parents, and Uncle Ben... there are so many times I would’ve fallen apart if not for you.
Aunt May: Well, that works both ways, Peter. I just wanted to make sure you knew that.
Spider-Man: May. I... I don't know what to—
Aunt May: Oh. I think Mr. Li needs my help. I should go. See you soon, dear. I love you.
Spider-Man: Love you too. he hangs up Yuri said "quietly."
Demon: I am losing patience. Where is the file.
Rose Rosemann: There's someone else here - they must have taken it!
Spider-Man: Those masks... who are these guys?
Demon: There's no one here but us. We will find the file. Or you will die.
Spider-Man: This is bad.
Spider-Man: They'll kill her if I alert them. Need to pick ‘em off silently. by the phone Yuri - the silent alarm was legit. Masked gunmen and a single hostage. Looks like a heist-in-progress.
Yuri Watanabe: Copy that. Sending units your way. Keep the situation from getting worse in the meantime.
Spider-Man: Can do.
Demon: We will not fail.
Spider-Man: Gotta do this quietly. Don’t wanna alert the others...
Demon: I heard something.
Spider-Man: They always look so cozy webbed up like that. Should web him from above... Whoa - careful.
Demon: Open fire! It’s Spider-Man!
Demon: My patience wears thin.
Rose Rosemann: Someone else is here. I swear. She must have the file!
Demon: If they’re here, WHERE ARE THEY?
Rose Rosemann: I don’t know. I don’t know. I just don’t know.
Demon: Keep your eyes open.
Demon: They are open!
Demon: I didn’t imagine that.
Demon: Got nothing.
Spider-Man: Hey - what IS that? This totally belongs to —
Demon: Don’t move.
Spider-Man: Buddy, if I had a nickel for every "Don’t Move" I'd –
Mary Jane Watson: Hey Pete.
Spider-Man: MJ... what are you doing here?
Mary Jane Watson: Same as you, working. At least, I was.
Spider-Man: Robbie's got you covering a break-in for the Bugle?
Mary Jane Watson: Well. Robbie doesn't technically know I'm here. And it wasn't a break in until a few minutes ago.
Spider-Man: Huh?
Mary Jane Watson: Let me explain...
15 MINUTES EARLIER
Rose Rosemann: Uh - excuse me?
Mary Jane Watson: Hi! Mary Jane Watson. I'm covering the Fisk estate sale?
Rose Rosemann: Craig said we'd do this tomorrow.
Mary Jane Watson: I like to get a jump on things.
Rose Rosemann: Well I don't. You'll have to come back tomorrow -
Mary Jane Watson: I'm sorry. faking a phone call Hey Craig... no, sorry, just... It looks like we’re gonna have to run something else on the cover... I don't know, uhh maybe the expressionist piece?
Rose Rosemann: You know what. I think I can make today work.
Mary Jane Watson: Are you sure?
Rose Rosemann: You're here. No moment like the present.
Mary Jane Watson: Thank you. Nevermind. We’re good.
Rose Rosemann: Let's get started. Look around and familiarize yourself with the items. I'll be waiting by the Baku statue when you're ready to begin.
Mary Jane Watson: Can do.
Robovoice: -of Motor Vehicles, for English, press "1"...
Rose Rosemann: Let me know when you're ready to begin.
Mary Jane Watson: Sounds good.
"Katana, 14th Century. A katana blade attributed to Masamune; hilt re-wrapped in early 19th century."
Mary Jane Watson: Fisk cut Peter open like a pork sausage with this the first time they fought. Pete got away, collapsed in my yard half dead, and I had to steal my dad's car to drive him to the ER. The first of many "Nurse MJ" moments; too many.
"Hand Rolled Cigars, 20th Century. Luxury product of Symkaria; manufactured exclusively for royalty."
Mary Jane Watson: Hmmm... Symkaria... weren't they just in the news?
"Tatami Armor, 15th Century. Rumored to have been worn by a young ronin who challenged a tyrannical, illegitimate leader."
Mary Jane Watson: Sometimes I feel like the whole history of the world just boys playing dress up, getting into fights.
"Sengoku period Samurai, 16th Century. Most likely depicts Yamamoto Kansuke, the blind swordsman, known for dispensing justice on his own terms."
Mary Jane Watson: I remember when Fisk started illegally importing artifacts like this. He bought the local harbor to cover his tracks, and laid off the old staff, including my dad. Wish dad was here now to see how the tables have turned.
"Tapestry, 17th Century. Depicts two Nio Guardians, Misshaku Kongo and Naraen Kongo."
Mary Jane Watson: I can't get over this image. So much tension between these two figures.
"Oil Landscape on Silk, 19th Century. Depicts travelers outside Kyoto."
Mary Jane Watson: Kyoto. So beautiful. Part of me wishes I could drop everything and travel the world...
"Vase, 19th Century. Meiji period baluster vase in the Imari style."
Mary Jane Watson: May would love this... gotta admit, I miss May.
Mary Jane Watson: And-how-much-am-I-bid-for-this-collection-of-villainy-and-deceit? Starting at 10.000 broken lives dreams, 10.000 going once...
"Bonsho Bell, 17th Century. Legends claim its toll could be heard from the underworld."
Mary Jane Watson:"Heard from the underworld", huh?
"Walking Cane, 20th Century. A very rare enamel jeweled and pearl-set walking cane with concealed features."
Mary Jane Watson: Always hated this cane. So tacky.
"Cello, 18th Century. Milan or Bologna, famously owned by Benito Mussolini prior to his death."
Mary Jane Watson: What did Fisk call this... "Vanessa"?
"Theater Masks, 18th Century. A group of Noh and Kyogen masks from the Edo period. Most notable is Buaku, the demon hiding sorrowful eyes."
Mary Jane Watson: Hmmmm.... I get why Peter does it, but I never totally loved the "heroes hiding behind masks." thing. Feels like part of being a hero is standing behind your actions; being willing to say "yeah, that was me." That's the sort of hero I'd want to be, at least.
"Tatami Armor, 15th Century. Rumored to have been worn by a powerful samurai who believed ends justified means."
Mary Jane Watson: Bet Fisk saw himself in this: a great man willing to do what others wouldn't. Dude had no self-awareness.
"Woodcut, 19th Century. Image of a young maiden who brought a corrupt dynasty’s hidden crimes to light, causing it to collapse."
Mary Jane Watson: "Brought hidden crimes to light." We got an old school investigative journalist over here.
Rose Rosemann: Starting with the prize. A one-of-a-kind Kakiemonbaku.
Mary Jane Watson: Beautiful. It's a Mifune?
Rose Rosemann: Correct. Mr. Fisk has exceptional taste.
Mary Jane Watson: Did you know him well, before his arrest?
Rose Rosemann: In a... professional context. I handled many of his sales. Let's move on, please. Now, this expense piece exemplifies the traditional tarashikomi puddled-ink effect.
Mary Jane Watson: The two Nio are so imposing. I can see why Fisk liked this piece, definitely his style.
Rose Rosemann: He loved the duality. "Destruction screams, but creation toils in silence."
Mary Jane Watson: Was there ever anything irregular. In any of the sales you handled for him?
Rose Rosemann: No... no of course not. Not that I was aware of. Notice the intricate gold inlay on this ceremonial tea set.
Mary Jane Watson: It's just... a friend in the DA's office mentioned that Fisk used art sales to launder stolen goods.
Rose Rosemann: I'm... sure I wouldn't know anything about that.
Mary Jane Watson: Oh I know. I was just wondering, now that he's arrested, If you had ever noticed anything... strange.
Rose Rosemann: You know what... I'm actually running short of time. Why don't we grab the cover photo while we can?
Mary Jane Watson: When I told my DA friend I was doing a piece on you, he mentioned your name was familiar.
Rose Rosemann: Just the photo please. Stand right there.
Mary Jane Watson: Are you sure there's nothing you'd like to say, maybe off the record, regarding Fisk's activities?
Rose Rosemann: I don't think your readers would have any interest in- her phone is ringing Dammit. Wait here, please.
Mary Jane Watson: Wait... I recognize that statue... Gotta get a photo. That shouldn't be here.
Rose Rosemann: Craig. I'll call you back. to MJ My dear, I think it's time for you to go.
Mary Jane Watson: Oh... um... could I... I use the restroom real quick?
Rose Rosemann: ...fine. Follow me.
Mary Jane Watson: Thank you... this is a really lovely space.
Rose Rosemann: It is. And this will be the last time you see it. The ladies’ us around the corner. Be quick.
Mary Jane Watson: Of course. Be right back.
Rose Rosemann: through her phone Hello, Craig. Funny you should call... Because the reporter you sent us clearly not working the puff piece we agreed upon... No, she's here now...
Mary Jane Watson: I’ve got to get into that back room. If that statue is what I think it is, this just turned into a huge story.
Rose Rosemann: What do you mean he had to reschedule? If she's not your reporter, who is she, Craig? Who is in my auction house? Oh my god... No I do not trust you will fix this. Well the first thing I'm going to do is have Miss Investigative Journalist arrested- And the second thing I'm going to do is collect your head, Craig.
Mary Jane Watson: Dang. She's pissed.
Rose Rosemann: It is most definitely a threat, Craig. Uh huh.
Mary Jane Watson: Pete told me about this. Fisk used it to hide evidence. Why didn't the cops take it? I know this statue opens... but how? I wonder if there are any clues in here...
An Articulated Nio Guardian Statue
15th Century, Japanese
45,000 -
Notable for its modular design and five distinct points of articulation, this Statue can adopt a multitude of poses. The most common is that of the Naraen Kongo: mouth closed, left arm down, right palm facing forward. This pose of latent power conveys the change and chaos that can arise from small events.
Mary Jane Watson: That's the Nio behind them but it looks different. She certainly is cozy with Fisk. The statue can move most common pose is "latent power."... "Mouth closed... left arm down... Maybe these pieces move. The catalog mentioned two poses... "Mouth closed... left arm down... right palm facing forward. Maybe I should turn the head... So close... but a piece is missing... I’ve seen these before... Hmmm he’s holding something... That’s it! "Norman Osborn"... what is this? "Devil’s Breath"? What is Devil's-
Mary Jane Watson: What the?
Rose Rosemann: Excuse me! Sir! You you can't be in here...
Mary Jane Watson: Not good.
Demon: Where's the statue?
Rose Rosemann: In... in there-
Demon: Find the file.
Mary Jane Watson: I was on my way to the exit when I saw you...
Spider-Man: You're lucky to be alive.
Mary Jane Watson: Says the guy I saved five minutes ago. Listen, whoever these mask guys are, they're after this file. But I'll never get it out of here while the place is swarming with them.
Spider-Man: OK. Umm, you hide back there. I take out the bad guys, you make a break when it's clear.
Mary Jane Watson: Sounds like a plan. Good to see you, Pete.
Spider-Man: Yeah, you too. Not exactly how I pictured us meeting again, though.
Mary Jane Watson: Funny. It's exactly how I pictured it.
Spider-Man: Did she change her perfume...? Focus, Pete. Focus.
Demon: Move!
Rose Rosemann: Yes. Alright. Of course.
Spider-Man: Should clear these guys out before I push forward...
Mary Jane Watson: OK Pete. I'm hidden near the front. Give the word and I'll make a break for it.
Spider-Man: Will do. How about that file? What's in it that these guys want so bad?
Mary Jane Watson: Notes on something called "Devil’s Breath." Fisk was hired to build a secret research lab for it. Not clear what Devil's Breath is, but it seemed to scare Fisk. He compares it to "Pandora’s Box."
Spider-Man: Not much shook Fisk... we need to get you and that file out of here. Hang tight.
Demon: Anyone see anything?
Demon: Got to check that out.
Spider-Man: Okay, room is clear. Gotta stay silent. Keep it tight, Pete.
Demon: I will not fail my mission.
Demon: Anyone else hear that?
Spider-Man: Easy does it. That's all of them.
Mary Jane Watson: NO! LET ME GO!
Spider-Man: MJ! No. HIDE!
Mary Jane Watson: Get in the office!
Demon: End him!
Spider-Man: Not cool with the hostage taking, guys. Whoa what is up with that glow-y stuff on your hands?
Spider-Man: Are you guys ghosts? Never fought a ghost before...
Demon: There is no escape.
Spider-Man: I mean. I’ve fought specters, but, you know technically, specters aren't ghosts. "All ghosts are specters, but not all specters are ghosts" you know? Seems like this is an energy thing, not a ghost thing. All good. "Fight a ghost" stays on the old bucket list.
Demon: Close in on him.
Demon: My skill will overcome yours.
Spider-Man: Daily cardio: check. Hm. Looks antique. I think I know someone who can help track down where this came from... hears police sirens ...a job for later.
Rose Rosemann: to MJ I just talked to Craig. You are not the reporter he was sending. You don't even work for Heritage Arts.
Mary Jane Watson: Never said I did. Hi. Mary Jane Watson. Daily Bugle.
Rose Rosemann: You... you will not write a word of what you saw here.
Mary Jane Watson: For the record, that do you know about the file those masked man stole?
Rose Rosemann: That... I don't...
Mary Jane Watson: What about the long history of stolen goods Fisk has laundered at this auction house?
Rose Rosemann: Your editor will be hearing from our attorney.
Pete: texting Hey you OK?
Mary Jane Watson: texting Fine. But they got away with the file.
Pete: texting Sorry. I'll make it up to you. Dinner at Micks?
Mary Jane Watson: Mick's? Like the last six months never happened?
Mary Jane Watson: texting Sure, see you in a few.
Peter Parker: No idea... but I'm still glad he makes these fries.
Mary Jane Watson: Totally, best in the city.
Peter Parker: So, how's the grind at the Bugle?
Mary Jane Watson: Mm well... Yeah well, I just got an all-caps text from Robbie about my so-called ‘antics’ tonight. So, looks like I'll be meeting with the legal team. Again.
Peter Parker: Nah, soon as he reads the article you're gonna write. Guaranteed promotion.
Mary Jane Watson: So. Creepy mask guys. What's your take?
Peter Parker: Just another night in the city. What's your take?
Mary Jane Watson: How's it going with you?
Mary Jane Watson: Hm. I feel like there's a bigger story there... Let's not make this all about business. How's it going with you? Did you got that promotion?
Peter Parker: No, but we’re on the cusp of something really big.
Mary Jane Watson: You know Oscorp would hire you in a heartbeat, right? One phone call to Harry...
Peter Parker: Sure. But Dr. Octavius’ work will help millions. I'm right where I want to be— right where I *should* be.
Mary Jane Watson: Almost sounds like it's more important than your other job. I’ve never heard you talk like that before.
Peter Parker: A lot can change in six months.
Mary Jane Watson: Why did you ask me here, Pete?
Peter Parker: You know. Just... dinner between friends.
Mary Jane Watson: Friends. Is that what we are?
Peter Parker: H mean we could be. If that's what you wanted.
Mary Jane Watson: There's a lot of baggage here.
Peter Parker: Yeah sure but, Is that so bad? I mean baggage can carry good things too. Like uh—like money and uh, keys, and raspberry lip balm.
Mary Jane Watson: Do you remember why we broke up?
Peter Parker: This is a trick question, isn't it?
Mary Jane Watson: Saved by the siren.
Peter Parker: Talk to you later?
Mary Jane Watson: Go.
Short Order Cook Stan Lee: Love seeing you two together again! You always were my favorites.
A Shocking Comeback[]
Spider-Man: Hey it's me. What's with the units heading down third?
Yuri Watanabe: Looks like our old friend Herman Schultz is at it again.
Spider-Man: Shocker. Didn't he just get paroled?
Yuri Watanabe: Yeah, well, guess it didn't take.
Spider-Man: No worries— Herman's just a big cupcake. I'll have him back in Ryker's by bedtime. he hung up Just had dinner with my ex after saving her from masked criminals... and now I'm gonna go beat up a maniac who uses shock waves to rob people. What a perfectly normal life you have, Peter Parker.
Police Dispatch: Officers respond, we’ve got a 10-10 narcotics in progress. Incident is active near Times Square, proceed with caution.
Otto Octavius: Peter, I just want to make sure you haven't left any equipment you've built for your... friend... around the lab. It's no bother to me, but if the grant committee stops by again —
Spider-Man: Don't worry. Doc. I make a point not to leave anything there. But I know my "friend" appreciates you looking out for him. There's a lot of people who don't like him very much.
Otto Octavius: That buffoon Jameson and his audience of sheep? Please.
Otto Octavius: The people who do great things in this world are those who don't let bullies like him stand in their way. People like us!
Spider-Man: You said a mouthful, Doc. Take care.
Police Dispatch: Available units, need response to a break in. Officers near Bowery, please respond.
Spider-Man: Hi, Herman.
Shocker: Seriously? Grr... runs Give it up. You're never gonna catch me.
Spider-Man: That's what you said last time.
Shocker: I don't wanna hurt you, it'll just slow me down.
Spider-Man: Wow, that's... considerate. What's the money for, Herman?
Shocker: Why do you care?
Spider-Man: Actually, I don't. Just trying to make polite conversation...
Shocker: I'm done talking.
Spider-Man: But this could be so much more rewarding if we connected on an emotional level...
Spider-Man: Wait, I forgot, you don't have any emotions. he catches Shocker Gotcha. Now let's talk.
Shocker: I said I'm...*DONE*...*TALKING*!
Spider-Man: Noted.
Spider-Man: Honestly Herman, why are you robbing again? You know the police are watching your every move. I mean, we all know you're kinda dumb, but I didn't think you were *this* dumb. You must be desperate. Which means you're not just stealing for yourself. You must be working with someone. Or *for* someone... You can tell me who it is now, or make me punch it out of you later. Your choice!
Shocker: I’ve said enough.
Spider-Man: You know what Herman, you have like zero personality... but your suit is awesome. Can we talk design details? Maybe later.
Yuri Watanabe: Good work, Spider-Man. Did you learn anything about his motive?
Spider-Man: I tried. But he's not very talkative. Plus, I think he hates me.
Yuri Watanabe: You have that effect on a lot of people.
Spider-Man: But you love me, right Yuri?
Yuri Watanabe: I tolerate you.
Spider-Man: Wow. That might be the nicest thing you've ever said to me.
The Mask[]
Spider-Man: Looks like I got some free time. Maybe now's a good time to look into that mask.
Spider-Man: Oh. It's MJ. Hey MJ. You're up late.
Mary Jane Watson: Just catching up on the news— looks like you had quite an adventure with Shocker tonight.
Spider-Man: Yeah, he was unusually combative. Anyway, thanks again for dinner, what do I owe you?
Mary Jane Watson: How about a favor? You still have that mask from the gallery?
Spider-Man: Yeah. I'm actually on my way to the F.E.A.S.T. Center now to ask Martin Li about it.
Mary Jane Watson: Martin Li? Why?
Spider-Man: He has a degree in Art History. If anyone knows about the origins of that mask, he will.
Mary Jane Watson: Just keep me in the loop. Like I said. I think there's a bigger story here. And I plan to be the one to break it.
Spider-Man: Uh, sure. So I can call you, like whenever?
Mary Jane Watson: Yeah. Whenever, whatever.
Spider-Man: So I guess we’re talking again. Cool. Almost morning. Mr. Li will be here soon. I could use a snack...
Martin Li: Peter! What can I do for you?
Peter Parker: Sorry to bother you, Mr. Li... She's doing a story about art imports, and she found this piece... and she wanted an expert opinion on it, and I know you have a degree —
Martin Li: Let's see what you have. Interesting. Where did she find it...? A replica of an antique Chinese opera mask. I haven't seen one in years. This symbol here roughly translates to "Demon."
Peter Parker: "Demon"?
Martin Li: My father read me ghost stories with that mask and symbol in it when I was young. Scared the hell out of me. Peter, listen. That mask, it's... It could be connected to dangerous people. Mary Jane might want to find a different story.
Peter Parker: You think she's in trouble?
Martin Li: I don't know. Why take the risk?
Mary Jane Watson: Hey.
Peter Parker: The symbol inside the mask means "Demon." It really spooked Mr. Li. Never seen him like that. He even said you should drop the story.
Mary Jane Watson: Fat chance. Do you think Mr. Li knows more than he's letting on?
Peter Parker: No. I think he just had a weird flashback or something. I know his childhood was pretty traumatic...
Mary Jane Watson: Yeah, makes sense. Demons, huh? Catchy name. Okay, gotta get writing. See you soon.
Peter Parker: Well, that went about as well as I could’ve hoped...
Aunt May: Peter. Mr. Li spoke to me... he seemed worried. Are you into something dangerous?
Spider-Man: Oh, it's just a story Mary Jane's investigating. Don't worry. I'll make sure she's careful.
Aunt May: Please tell me you two are back together.
Spider-Man: We’re talking again. Baby steps. I hope I didn't upset Mr. Li.
Aunt May: He's just concerned. I was actually touched by how concerned. I knew he liked you - he admires how dedicated you are to helping others. I think you remind him of himself when he was younger. Both orphans, both so smart...
Spider-Man: Well the admiration's mutual. You've got a good boss, May.
Aunt May: I'll tell him you said so. Love you, Peter.
Spider-Man: Hello?
Otto Octavius: Peter, it's Doctor Octavius.
Spider-Man: Oh, hey, what's up?
Otto Octavius: Lance Corporal Texidor is here for a fitting.
Spider-Man: I totally forgot! I mean. I didn't forget-forget, I just... Uh. I'll be there soon.
Otto Octavius: This tardiness is starting to become a pattern. Come on, Parker. You're better than this.
Spider-Man: Ugh, he's right. How did I lose track of time? Grr...
Day to Remember[]
Veteran: How does it work?
Otto Octavius: Just like a natural arm. You think of what you want it to do, and...!
Peter Parker: Yes!! Hey! some people enter the room Hey! Wh-what do you think you're doing?
City Worker: This site's been declared a safety hazard.
Otto Octavius: Stop that right now! This is highly sensitive equipment. That's it, I'm calling the mayor's office directly!
Norman Osborn: Peter Parker! How the hell are you.
Otto Octavius: Speak of the Devil.
Peter Parker: Mr. Osborn, what –
Norman Osborn: Oh please. How long have we known each other? It's "Mr. Mayor." It's Norman. Norman!
Otto Octavius: Norman, what do you think you're doing?
Norman Osborn: The grant agreement you signed has strict safety provisions. This isn't your first violation.
Otto Octavius: Those were excused —
Norman Osborn: By me. We should have confiscated this equipment long ago.
Otto Octavius: But, but I’ve had a breakthrough —
Norman Osborn: to veteran Thank you for your great service to our country. These folks will escort you to Oscorp Robotics, where you'll receive the latest in prosthetics, no charge.
Otto Octavius: This isn't about safety infractions, is it?
Norman Osborn: I'm trying to help you. Otto. You're free to continue your work... in a secure environment.
Otto Octavius: At Oscorp.
Norman Osborn: You always were the smartest guy in the room.
Otto Octavius: You haven't changed a bit.
Norman Osborn: Neither have you. Hey Peter. Harry will be coming back from Europe early next year. Maybe the two of you can start that business you always talked about. This is opportunity knocking.
Peter Parker: to Otto Easy. They didn't take everything. Maybe we can start over —
Otto Octavius: Peter... there's no "we." Without the grant from the city, I can no longer pay you. I need some time to think. If I were you... I'd look for a new job.
(After the cutscene.)
Spider-Man: Wish I could do something to help Doc... maybe call Harry? Ask him to talk to his dad? No... Norman never listens to Harry. Even tried to kill funding for his research stations. Hey. One of those stations is nearby. Should see how they're doing while Harry's in Europe... Must be some way to help Doc... I'll think of something.
Harry's Passion Project[]
(Upon approaching the research station.)
Spider-Man: Harry left me a message about these before he left for Europe...
Harry Osborn (recording): Pete, hey I need a favor. My mom's pet project was research stations that could benefit the public. Now, I launched 'em, but now that I'm... away, courts gonna shut them down unless they prove their value. I was hoping you could watch 'em? I left details in each one. Thanks, man... as long as they're here, it's like a part of my mom as too.
On-screen: Open more Research Stations around the city to earn more Research Tokens. Press [button prompt] to continue.
Spider-Man: Well, it's not gonna pay the bills, but it sounds like it means a lot to him. I'll do what I can to help.
(Sometime after leaving.)
Yuri Watanabe (phone): Spider-Man. Shocker has escaped. And now he's robbing a bank on East Thirty-First.
Spider-Man: What happened? I thought he was behind bars?
Yuri Watanabe (phone): He was. But one of the guards just walked up to his cell and released him, then gave him his suit back.
Spider-Man: I *knew* Shocker was working for someone. What'd you get out of the guard?
Yuri Watanabe (phone): Wish I could ask him, but he's dead. Whoever made him release Shocker didn't want any loose ends.
Spider-Man: Damn.
Yuri Watanabe (phone): Looking at the security footage, the guard was in some kind of trance. And it might have been the lighting, but it looked like his eyes were glowing.
Spider-Man: Well that's creepy. Okay. I'll see what I can get out of Shocker when I get to the bank.
Financial Shock[]
Spider-Man: Herman! Long time no see. Hey I'm no lawyer, but uhh... I'm pretty sure that's a parole violation. Oops, guess we’re stuck in here for a while. Wanna play twenty questions? No? How about we thumb-wrestle? Okay. Face-punch it is... Whoa! Your gauntlets are all digital now, aren't they?
Shocker: (shouts) Die!
Spider-Man: Remember our first fight? Me, so young and stupid. You, just stupid.
Shocker: You talk too much.
Spider-Man: Well, that's a matter of opinion. I mean, are there any standard metrics for how much talking one should do? And who determines the ideal ratio of talking versus not-talking? Also, how would you measure it? Words per minute? Syllables per second? Or is it more about how many words one uses to express a single thought? It's all so subjective... If you ask me, some people don't talk enough. Like about who their mysterious overlord is the person they're working for, that kind of thing. Okay, now I can do some real damage. Why are you doing this, Herman?
Shocker: Because if I don't, they'll kill me!
Spider-Man: Comin’ your way! If you come clean, I can help you.
Shocker: You really want to help me? Just let me have the money.
Spider-Man: Sorry, not gonna happen. You know, people don't use banks anymore. You're lucky you found actual cash. If you really want to rob banks... Try day trading. It's all the rage. Oh— wait, wait, wait, wait... oh no! Aw, come on. Herman... If you tell me who you're working for. I can help you cut a deal.
Shocker: If I talk— I'm dead. They made that very clear.
Spider-Man: Catch! You're freaking me out, Herman. It's not like you to be afraid of people.
Shocker: Not even sure these guys *are* people. Could be anything under those masks...
Spider-Man: Wait. Did you say *masks*? These mask guys, what do they want the money for?
Shocker: Don't know, don't care. Soon as I finish the job. I'm gone.
Spider-Man: This one's gonna hurt!
Shocker: Stand still!
Spider-Man: If you ask nicely. MAYBE. Okay, catch this one with your face! Give up now and we can protect you.
Shocker: No way. You ain’t seen what I seen. What the —. You son of a —
Spider-Man: Okay, last chance to give up. This time I *really* mean it.
Shocker: Quit moving!
Spider-Man: Okay. I was kidding before.
Spider-Man: NOW is your last-last chance. Seriously. Sorry, Herman. he hits Shoker chandelier with You brought this on yourself... literally.
Spider-Man: Man, he was scared, and desperate. These demons are everywhere all of a sudden... Okay Yuri. Shocker's all yours now.
Yuri Watanabe: Good work. We have a special cell waiting for him at the RAFT. We'll make sure he stays behind bars this time.
Spider-Man: Also. I'm pretty sure he was working for the demon gang.
Yuri Watanabe: Demon gang? Sounds like a Daily Bugle headline.
Spider-Man: The Bugle is a perfectly fine news organization...
Yuri Watanabe: Not sure I'd call it "news."
Spider-Man: Well. I’ve heard they have some really good reporters. Anyway, have you had any more reports on demon... er... guys with masks?
Yuri Watanabe: Let me get back to you. By the way, how much of a mess did you make inside that bank?
Spider-Man: You probably don't want to know.
Yuri Watanabe: Ugh. Shouldn't have asked...
Spider-Man: Fight with Shocker took a while. Time to catch up on what I’ve been missing out in the city. Doc left a message...
Otto Octavius: Peter. I might have been a bit hasty advising you to find another job. I have a plan. Give me a bit of time... we may yet live to invent another day!
Spider-Man: The indomitable Otto Octavius. That's great news - hope his plan works.
Wheels within Wheels[]
Yuri Watanabe: through the phone Hey, so I looked into reports of... "Demons."
Spider-Man: I knew you'd come around.
Yuri Watanabe: They've been pretty busy tonight— hitting a lot of Fisk properties.
Spider-Man: They're going after Fisk? Damn. You thinking what I'm thinking?
Yuri Watanabe: Brewing gang war?
Spider-Man: Let's try to get ahead of it. Are there any Fisk properties that *haven't* been hit tonight?
Yuri Watanabe: Let me see. Patrol reported a bunch of activity at one of his shipyards in Portside.
Spider-Man: Thanks Yuri, I'll check it out. Hey Yuri, any idea what Fisk uses that shipyard for?
Yuri Watanabe: No idea. Let me send an officer to meet you there. His name's Jefferson Davis— that's his beat. He's a good cop, been working the Fisk case for years. If anyone knows what's going on at that shipyard, it's him.
Spider-Man: My suit's onboard A.I, can tell me the most likely area where the victim is.
Wilson Fisk: through the phone -and if they set *one toe* inside the vault, I'll have your head.
Fisk Thug: Got it, boss. Tripling security. Demons won't touch a thing. to his crew Listen up! Demons’re making moves on all our caches. Lost two tonight already. Boss may be in lockup, but that don't mean his hardware's up for grabs.
Fisk Thug: Comm check, Eagle 2. You up?
Fisk Thug: Eagle 2 reporting in. Eyes on.
Spider-Man: What "caches" are the Demons after? Need to take out Fisk's men and figure out what they're guarding, whatever it is. I don't want it in Fisk's OR the Demon's hands... Snipers everywhere... might need to deal with them first... Lot of junk scattered around here a well placed web shot could make a great distraction... That sniper has a guard watching him... They keep talking about gear what does Fisk store here?
Fisk Thug: How long's the boss had this place for? Looks ancient.
Fisk Thug: Only a decade or two.
Fisk Thug: Been through a dozen different owners before.
Fisk Thug: Dope smugglers in the 80s, booze runners back in the 20s.
Fisk Thug: Kid you really are slow, you know that? It's an old bootlegger hideout.
Fisk Thug: Ohhhh whoa. So tunnels and secret rooms and stuff?
Fisk Thug: "Tunnels and stuff," yeah. Like the tunnel right beneath us I'm trying to seal up while you're standing there gabbing.
Spider-Man: Hmmm any tunnel Fisk is trying to *seal* is a tunnel I want to check out...
Fisk Thug: Cobra One, come in.
Fisk Thug: Naming on the packaging for this stuff's confusing.
Fisk Thug: We got 2-23. CR-17, and 0–12.
Fisk Thug: CR-twenty... crap. I don't have numbers. Just names. "Shaped charges," "detonator caps," "blasting gel."
Fisk Thug: What the hell?
Fisk Thug: Spider-Man's here!
Fisk Thug: Dunno, that you?
Fisk Thug: Even the rats are stayin’ away.
Fisk Thug: Spider-Man's here - stay alert!
Fisk Thug: What the hell?
Fisk Thug: Spider-Man's here!
Fisk Thug: What...?
Fisk Thug: Heads up! I see him!
Jefferson Davis: You know we can't have vigilantes trespassing or doing illegal searches...
Spider-Man: Yeah. I know...
Jefferson Davis: Which is why I brought a warrant. So what do you say we do some perfectly legal searching?
Spider-Man: I like the sound of that. What's your name?
Jefferson Davis: Officer Davis. Call me Jeff. And you are?
Spider-Man: Uh...
Jefferson Davis: Just messing with you. My son's a big fan.
Spider-Man: So. That warrant cover breaking down doors?
Jefferson Davis: Not without a LOT of extra paperwork.
Spider-Man: Okay. I'll find another way in. Any place this run down should have a hole in the wall or a broken window...
Jefferson Davis: Check around back. I'd go myself but, you know, not Spider-Man.
Spider-Man: I feel like I'm in a horror movie. Hello? Any fishermen with a grudge and a hook for a hand? Okay, where's that locked door? Jeff, you there? I'm doing my best to refrain from knock-knock jokes.
Jefferson Davis: Appreciated. You see a junction box powering the door?
Spider-Man: Yeah, got it.
Jefferson Davis: If we can overload it, that should force the door open.
Spider-Man: Smart but I don't have anything that packs enough current...
Jefferson Davis: Try this.
Spider-Man: Stun gun. Genius! Capacitors in this are just what I need for an upgrade I’ve been thinking of. Electric Web for the win!
Jefferson Davis: Gadget man, huh? You remind me of my son. Started taking apart the TV when he was five. Now he's unlocking his friends’ phones.
Spider-Man: Sounds like he could teach me a few things.
Jefferson Davis: Okay, nothing illegal in plain sight.
Spider-Man: Kind of anticlimactic, huh?
Jefferson Davis: At first glance. Let's look closer.
Spider-Man: Looking for something specific?
Jefferson Davis: This yard's been here a long time. Bootleggers used to use it back in the day.
Spider-Man: Gotcha. Those guys loved their hidden rooms.
Jefferson Davis: Check it out. Sound hollow to you? I got a hidden panel, like the one on the doom The conduits lead out the back. Look for another junction box.
Spider-Man: Let's see if my mask lenses can pick up the conduits. Did that work?
Jefferson Davis: Nah. Must not be the right box. Keep looking. Thanks, no way I could’ve unlocked this myself.
Spider-Man: Hey. I doubt I would’ve found it without you. Hm. We got a big fat nothing.
Jefferson Davis: Where there's one secret room, there could be more. Notice anything about the floor?
Spider-Man: Aha. They can hide the doors, but not the scrapes they leave.
Jefferson Davis: Keep an eye out for more of those.
Spider-Man: Now that I know I'm after scrapes. I should take another look around. Where else could there be scrapes? Paydirt! Scrape, no door. None I can see, anyway.
Jefferson Davis: Great. Be right there. Maybe not. Elevator's busted.
Spider-Man: Sit tight. I'll pull you up. Second floor, rusted machine parts, big honkin’ rats. Careful, the bridge is out.
Jefferson Davis: I got this one.
Spider-Man: Nice, stuck the landing and everything.
Jefferson Davis: We’re not *all* donut eaters.
Spider-Man: Fair enough.
Jefferson Davis: Another secret door. I'll rig the lock. Let me know if you find the junction box.
Spider-Man: Yep. On it. Found one. Nailed it!
Jefferson Davis: Hell yeah you did! Hey, check this out.
Spider-Man: Nothing. I'm starting to feel like this is Fisk's way of messing with me.
Jefferson Davis: But look at the walls. They kept guns here. They wouldn't’ve moved ‘em through the front door. Gotta be a passageway we’re missing. Check out the wall - this might control access to another area.
Spider-Man: Fisk’s men were talking about a "vault" maybe we’re close?
Jefferson Davis: Bet on it. Looks like a dual circuit, see if you can find a second junction box.
Spider-Man: Found it! Clear! You were right Jeff - trap door.
Jefferson Davis: Outstanding! Think you can help me out? This thing's heavy. One, two, three.
Spider-Man: That isn't spooky at all.
Jefferson Davis: Big chunk of concrete in the way... I can't get through.
Spider-Man: Let me see how it looks from the top.
Jefferson Davis: Sounded like explosives.
Spider-Man: And that sounds like Demons.
Jefferson Davis: The vault! Hurry! Come on - let's go!
Spider-Man: Damn. Demons’re already gone. How’d they beat us here?
Jefferson Davis: Must be a back door, see if you can find it.
Spider-Man: Smash and grab. They were moving fast. Got empty crates here... and it looks like they took the ones they didn't clean out. There they blew the locks to get in. Shh! Demons. That's what I'm talking about!
Jefferson Davis: Just trying to do my part. Firing - stay clear!
Spider-Man: Hey. Jeff, one of your tricks would be great about how!
Jefferson Davis: Got him!
Demon: I will not hesitate.
Jefferson Davis: Reloading!
Spider-Man: Now you're just showing off.
Jefferson Davis: Says the guy dodging bullets.
Demon: He's hit!
Spider-Man: I'm a little impressed.
Jefferson Davis: Keep watching.
Jefferson Davis: Gonna stun him!
Jefferson Davis: I got your back!
Spider-Man: Thanks! I needed that.
Jefferson Davis: Look out!
Spider-Man: Your timing is impeccable.
Demon: Fire in the hole!
Jefferson Davis: Taking aim.
Demon: Someone stop him! Now!
Spider-Man: See? I’ve got friends, too!
Jefferson Davis: Firing - stay clear!
Spider-Man: How we doing?!
Jefferson Davis: I think we’re winning! He's down!
Demon: Try and stop us.
Jefferson Davis: Gonna stun him!
Jefferson Davis: Behind you!
Demon: Let's Go! Now!
Spider-Man: You okay?
Jefferson Davis: Go! I'll catch up!
Spider-Man: If I lose two trucks full of gunmen in one day, it's time to hang up the webs.
Jefferson Davis: through the phone Spider-Man - few Demon stragglers at the yard; I'm held up. How’re you looking?
Spider-Man: Not much better. These guys’re all over the road; they'll kill someone if I can't stop them.
Jefferson Davis: Doing my best to catch up, but you might be on your own.
Spider-Man: Stay safe. Jeff - don't do anything crazy. This keeps up, bystanders’ll get shot. I gotta get in close. Hey guys! Room for one more? Long time no see! Here's your stop.
Demon: He felt that!
Spider-Man: Great - now the 3 decides to run on time.
Reporter: We’ve now identified the officer as Jefferson Davis. We’re being told he has minor injuries an is expected to make a full recovery.
Spider-Man: to MJ Excuse me. Miss, are you supposed to be here?
Mary Jane Watson: More than you. After that auction house thing, the Bugle put me on the city beat. Which means I get to focus full time on real stories like this... and the Demons.
Spider-Man: You know the closer you get to them, the more you become a target, right?
Mary Jane Watson: The closer I get, the better chance we have to stop them.
Spider-Man: "We?"
Mary Jane Watson: Officer Davis! Mary Jane Watson. Daily Bugle.
Jefferson Davis: No comment.
Mary Jane Watson: I don't blame you. But these guys are going to tell their story with or without you. And they thrive on controversy.
Jefferson Davis: So what's your angle?
Mary Jane Watson: I don't have one. I just listen.
Jefferson Davis: Ok. Hop in.
Spider-Man: She's good. Man. I'm beat. Time to head home and get some sleep.
Home Sweet Home[]
Peter Parker: (sighs) Come on...
Dispatcher: Empire Sanitation, this is Eddie.
Peter Parker: Yeah, hi, uhh... I'm trying to track down some items that were accidentally picked up from a dumpster outside my —
Dispatcher: Dumpster number?
Peter Parker: Uh... uh, hang on... Uh. Six, four, four, seven, six...
Dispatcher: That's route thirty-three. Truck's already left its shift. If your stuff's not there, you're out of luck.
Peter Parker: Wait, wait, please - this is important! Can you at least tell me where the truck is?
Peter Parker: Got it, thanks, Eddie!
Spider-Man: Municipal garage... Bowery and Grand... not a problem. I don't care if I lose everything else, but I have to find my spidey-drive. Can't be that hard. finding a tiny flash drive in a thirty-ton garbage truck. I have years of research on that drive. Everything I’ve worked on since high school.
Spider-Man: Of course it's locked... Can't have people stealing garbage. Maybe there's another way in... It's not really breaking and entering if I don't break anything, right? he find nothing Okay, no need to panic... maybe they haven't dumped the trash yet. Nada. Grr. Okay... time to panic.
Dispatcher: Empire Sanitation, this is Eddie.
Spider-Man: Sorry. Is there any chance the truck wasn't at the garage?
Dispatcher: Sure... I guess. Just means it'd be somewhere in west Chinatown.
Spider-Man: Great! I'm headed there now!
Dispatcher: Hey, it's a long shot, but sometimes the guys stop for pizza before they drop off.
Spider-Man: Really? I'll check out the pizza shops. Any idea which one?
Dispatcher: One of the mom and pop joints I think.
Spider-Man: Jerry's?
Dispatcher: No, that's uptown.
Spider-Man: I mean original Jerry's.
Dispatcher: Oh right... no, started with an ‘L’ I think.
Spider-Man: Larry's?
Dispatcher: That's on the east side.
Spider-Man: Uhh... Leo's?
Dispatcher: Leo's... yeah, that might be it. Man, I love Leo's.
Spider-Man: I'll pick you up a pie. I owe you one.
Dispatcher: No worries. Hope you find what you're looking for.
Spider-Man: Should be some trucks close by. Nope, stuff's not here. There has to be another truck around here... No sign of my stuff, but what an "interesting" smell. Eddie, you're my only hope...
Dispatcher: Not there either, huh?
Spider-Man: You sure they were around here?
Dispatcher: Well, the guys might have switched routes due to the upcoming Osborn rally.
Dispatcher: If your pickup was on Route 35, they’d be dropping off at the incinerator right now.
Spider-Man: Incinerator?!
Dispatcher: Over by Manhattan Bridge. Better hustle...
Spider-Man: There's the incinerator! Hope I'm not too late.
Spider-Man: Uh-oh. Looks like trouble...
Worker: Thanks, Spider-Man.
Spider-Man: You okay?
Worker: Yeah, thanks. This gang's been terrorizing the whole neighborhood the last couple of days. There's probably more of ‘em on the way...
Spider-Man: I’ll keep an eye out. Hey, mind if I look around for some, uh, some personal items?
Worker: Sure, have at it. I gotta go file an incident report.
Spider-Man: There’s something there... Gotta move these bags out of the way. I think that’s it’ Please be here. Please be here... Yes! Hope it still works. Looks like everything's here. Hey look! An old gadget prototype. Looks kinda awesome why didn't I ever finish it? Hm. I think I can make this work...
Thug: Look, it's that guy who thinks he's Spider-Man.
Spider-Man: Uh-oh...
Thug: Ice him!
Thug: What is that?
Thug: He's mine!
Thug: Take THAT, web head!
Thug: This is *not* how we planned it!
Thug: Damn, he's out cold!
Thug: Hold still!
Spider-Man: Okay. Well, this night isn't quite going as planned. Where am I gonna sleep? Guess I could try MJ's. Alright, how am I going to talk my way onto MJ's couch? Let's see... uh... ‘Hi, MJ, it’s Peter... any chance I could stay over toni—’ Oh, that's too formal... ‘MJ! I was just in the neighborhood and...’ ugh that's lame... ‘Hey MJ, now that we’re talking again I thought maybe...’ Okay that just sounds pathetic.
Spider-Man: Why am I making this such a big deal? We’re just friends, right? Friends crash on each other's couches all the time. It's not weird or anything. It's just a couch. MJ's couch. Ugh. What am I thinking?
(Upon reaching MJ's apartment.)
Spider-Man: Hm, just got a web alert...
Spider-Man: Huh, looks like MJ's story just got published. I think I'll find somewhere else to stay. She's probably busy with work. I wish Harry was in town. I could crash with him.
Stakeout[]
Spider-Man: Hmm... someone left me a voicemail. Number's blocked though.
Felicia Hardy (phone): Hey there, Spider. Long time no see. Miss me? Come to this address... Catch me if you can.
Spider-Man: Uh-oh. I think I know that voice...
(Upon reaching the address.)
Felicia Hardy: Hello, Spider. Been thinking about you a lot lately. We were good together, weren't we? Maybe it's time to re-ignite the flame.
Spider-Man: Black Cat. Don't tell me she's scoping out of places to rob. She promised she would give up that life.
(While looking.)
Spider-Man: What was she looking at...? Anything look out of place...?
Spider-Man: She wants me to find something. I need to look harder...
(Upon finding the cat.)
Spider-Man: There.
(Upon taking a picture of the cat.)
Spider-Man: One of her cats. She packs those with range extenders then harvests nearby RFID signals. I'll let Yuri know to pick it up.
Spider-Man: Felicia's too smart to be putting herself at risk like this. She must be desperate for some reason... Better keep an eye out.
Spider-Man: Hey Yuri, you still have Black Cat's suit and equipment in the evidence lockup, right?
Yuriko Watanabe (phone): I think so. Why? Is she back at it?
Spider-Man: Maybe. Just double-check and let me know if her gear is still there.
Yuriko Watanabe (phone): Will do.
Couch Surfing[]
Spider-Man: Hey May - you're calling late. What's up?
Aunt May: I thought we were going to meet up for dinner tonight.
Spider-Man: Oh... right! I'm sorry. I forgot. It's been a hard day - we lost funding at the lab.
Aunt May: Oh, Peter. I'm sorry!
Spider-Man: I also kind of got evicted from my apartment.
Aunt May: What!? Do you have a place to stay tonight?
Spider-Man: Actually... no. Not really. I hate to ask, but any chance you have room at the shelter?
Aunt May: Of course. Feel free to use the couch in my office.
Spider-Man: Thanks, May.
Peter Parker: Hope May's couch is comfortable...
Peter Parker: I can't take this.
Aunt May: You can. And you will.
Peter Parker: I'll pay you back. Soon.
Aunt May: Just ask for help next time. You are so much like Ben. You have to learn to swallow that Parker pride and accept that you're human. Like the rest of us. Martin!
Martin Li: Sorry to interrupt. You're in charge while I'm gone.
Aunt May: Well you can count on me. How long will you be away?
Martin Li: I really don't know...
Peter Parker: Is everything okay?
Martin Li: It's some personal business I’ve been planning for a while. But... please take care of this place. It represents the best part of me.
Aunt May: Well. I guess I better get busy.
Peter Parker: Hm, hope Mr. Li is okay. he picks up the phone Hello?
Mary Jane Watson: Hey. Did you see my story?
Peter Parker: I did. Robbie must be pretty happy right now.
Mary Jane Watson: Yeah. It kinda went viral. And get this— Mayor Osborn just announced he's going to give Officer Davis an award this afternoon.
Peter Parker: Wow. Wait— isn't Osborn's campaign rally this after... Oh. I see what he's doing.
Mary Jane Watson: Yeah, we all do. But still, a pretty cool moment for Officer Davis and his family. I'll be there covering it— want to join me?
Peter Parker: Yeah, of course. See you then.
Straw, Meet Camel[]
Spider-Man: Ugh, it's so humiliating taking money from May. I should head out into the city and try to pay it forward. Another message from Doc.
Otto Octavius: Peter. I don't want to jinx us but... the lead I'm following might not only get the project back on its feet, but also expand it in ways we never could have imagined. Everything happens for a reason. even Norman pulling our plug.
Spider-Man: Really hope this works out. Doc's work is too important to go unfinished.
Spider-Man: Hey, Jeff! Congrats on the ceremony today!
Jefferson Davis: I'll be glad when it's over. A truck full of armed Demons scares me less than public speaking. But I'm calling about something else. Just got a tip that Demons are moving on the Fisk construction site in midtown. Wife’ll kill me if I ditch the ceremony prep to play cops and robbers, but I thought maybe my friendly neighborhood partner would want to know...
Spider-Man: Understood. I'll do a swing by, let you know what I find. And hey, here's a tip on public speaking: Just picture everyone in their underwear. Wait, not Osborn. Y’know what— never mind.
Spider-Man: Consolidated Shipping... Jeff. I'm here.
Jefferson Davis: What do you see?
Demon: Find the rest. The boss wants them dead.
Spider-Man: Looks like the Demons are moving in on Fisk's territory.
Jefferson Davis: You got this?
Spider-Man: I got this.
Demon: Soon they will all see...
Fisk Thug: You got what you came for. You don't need to kill us too!
Demon: Fisk's territory is ours now.
Spider-Man: Not today.
Demon: Spider-Man's here! Sound the alarm!
Demon: He's weakened!
Demon: Grenade out!
Fisk Thug: Ugggghhhhhh.....
Spider-Man: Hey Willie.
Wilson Fisk: You.
Spider-Man: Nice jumpsuit. Slimming.
Wilson Fisk: Stay out of my business.
Spider-Man: WAIT! The Demons— who's their leader?
Wilson Fisk: Keep my men alive, and maybe I'll tell you.
Spider-Man: Saving bad guys from other bad guys. Not how I thought today would go.
Demon: It's Spider-Man! Opening fire!
Demon: He will reward us...
Demon: Stay back!
Demon: There's nowhere to run.
Demon: We Will not be broken!
Spider-Man: Well. I got their attention.
Demon: I can't hit him in the air!
Demon: Get back!
Fisk Thug: I couldah taken them.
Spider-Man: Sure, sure.
Fisk Thug: I'm not going anywhere!
Spider-Man: Better swing around the outside to look for Fisk's men.
Demon: Fools! You're letting him win!
Demon: How did that happen?
Demon: I'll end this!
Spider-Man: You two stay here - wait for the police. Gotta find the survivors fast.
Fisk Thug: Please...
Fisk Thug: I ain’t a snitch!
Demon: I'll get him!
Demon: Got him!
Spider-Man: You OK?
Fisk Thug: Yeah... yeah. Thanks.
Demon: He's got nowhere to run.
Fisk Thug: Fisk’ll kill you! He'll murder you!
Demon: He's using webs!
Demon: Our time has come.
Demon: Spider-Man is here! We will extinguish him!
Demon: Stay back!
Demon: Perform your duty!
Demon: These webs are strong!
Spider-Man: Hey big guy.
Demon: Your bones are dust!
Demon: An act of desperation!
Demon: This city will know the truth!
Demon: We must defeat him!
Demon: He knocked him out!
Spider-Man: Fisk.
Spider-Man: Your men are safe. Your turn: who runs the Demons?
Wilson Fisk: Maybe he's there. Maybe he isn't. Check the roof.
Spider-Man: I’ve missed these cryptic Fisk talks.
Fisk Thug: No please -
Spider-Man: Hello again... Oh come on. Nononono Gogogogogo Did that just happen?
Yuri Watanabe: I'm getting reports of a helicopter with a wrecking ball?
Spider-Man: Yeah, things with the Demons got... complicated.
Spider-Man: Sit tight Yuri. I got this. Please let me got this... Whoa! Rockets!
Yuri Watanabe: That helicopter is destroying the city.
Spider-Man: I know.
Yuri Watanabe: You need to bring it down.
Spider-Man: I know.
Yuri Watanabe: Maybe you could super-hero a little faster?
Spider-Man: Working on it, Yuri. Call you when it's done! Now's my chance. Hope I live to regret this... Hi. Is this the flight to Newark? Afraid I have to ask you to pull over the helicopter, sir. I need to disable the helicopters engines... One engine down; now for the second... This is your master plan? Replace Fisk?
Demon: Fisk is only the beginning.
Spider-Man: Need to disable the second engine... Need a plan... need a plan real fast... I GUESS THIS IS THE PLANNNNN!!! Come on, Pete. You got this. Yougotthis-yougotthis-yougotthis- Please don't screw this up...
Spider-Man: These masks are so awesome— where do you get them?
Demon: I'll kill you!
Spider-Man: Cool, thanks. Do they have a website? Whoops. (the demon falls out the helicopter and Spider-Man catches him) Hey Yuri. I caught the bad guys. But...
Yuri Watanabe: But what?
Spider-Man: You might want to bring a ladder.
Friend: Yo! Miles! Hey fanboy!
Text: Miles, where r u?
Miles Morales: Oh crap— I'm late.
Friend: You coming?
Miles Morales: No, I gotta get to City Hall for my dad's ceremony.
Friend: Oh, right. Tell your pops I said congrats!
Miles Morales: texting omw
And the Award Goes to...[]
Spider-Man: MJ! Did they start the ceremony yet?
Mary Jane Watson: They're still setting up. Where are you?
Spider-Man: Got hung up at work. Be there soon.
Rio: There's the stage entrance. And we'll be right out front.
Jefferson Davis: Sounds like a lot of people out there.
Rio: You'll be fine, honey.
Jefferson Davis: The last time I gave a speech, I was in high school. Ms. Steinberg gave me a C minus.
Rio: If only Ms. Steinberg could see you now.
Miles Morales: Hey, you got this, Dad. I mean come on, you saved Spider-Man— I'm pretty sure that makes you an official Super Hero.
Rio: to Miles C’mon honey.
Deputy Mayor: Welcome, everyone. And before I hand it off to Mayor Osborn. I'd just like to say a few words. Our city is so fortunate that such exemplary citizens call our community home.
Mary Jane Watson: So...?
Peter Parker: I think this gang war may finally be over.
Mary Jane Watson: Like... like, OVER-over?
Peter Parker: I mean, there's some loose ends still to be tied up. But...
Mary Jane Watson: ...loose ends?
Peter Parker: Well, a truck pulled away from the scene, from a company called Consolidated Shipping.
Peter Parker: Something's not right about it... just don't know what.
Mary Jane Watson: Hm. Well maybe after this we can grab some coffee, figure it out together.
Peter Parker: Yea, um...
Norman Osborn: Couldn't have said it better myself. But I'll try. We all know that Officer Davis is a hero...
Peter Parker: But uh... Instead of coffee we could have dinner instead? I could come over— I'll cook. Or we could, you know meet at a totally neutral location for a completely normal meal. Cooked by professionals.
Norman Osborn: For acts of extraordinary bravery above and beyond the call of duty, it is my privilege to present Officer Jefferson Davis with the Department Medal of Honor.
Deputy Mayor: Phone call, Sir.
Norman Osborn: Kind of in the middle of something here, Jim.
Deputy Mayor: Sounds urgent, sir...
Norman Osborn: Fine.
Norman Osborn: Congratulations, sir.
Jefferson Davis: Uh, thank you. Mr. Mayor. I share this honor with my family - my wife, Rio, and my son, Miles. Without their support I couldn't do what I do.
Norman Osborn: through the phone Yes?
Unknown Caller: I’ve worked many years for this moment.
Norman Osborn: Who is this?
Unknown Caller: Over the coming days your company, your city, and everything you care about Will be destroyed. People will beg you for help, but you won't be able to save them.
Norman Osborn: Listen jackass. I get threats like this twice a week. Why don't you grow a pair and tell me what you want?
Unknown Caller: To watch you suffer.
Miles Morales: Dad!!
Peter Parker: to MJ Get down!
Rio: Miles! Miles, are you okay?! Miles?!
Mary Jane Watson: Peter! Come on, Peter!
Rio: Miles!
Mary Jane Watson: No, no, no, no....
Rio: MILES! panicked breathing Oh, thank God... can you hear me, baby?
Mary Jane Watson: Can you hear me? Peter! Squeeze my hand if you can hear me! Peter, wake up! Come on, say something. Please.
Miles Morales: Mom! This is crazy... Over there... Whoa...! Oh, man... Mom? MOM!
Rio: Miles! Can't... breathe... Ahh! Hurry.
EMT: HURRY! It's slipping!
Rio: ...hurry!
EMT: Got her!
Rio: Miles, Miles. Miles. Miles... Oh my god.
EMT: Nice going, kid.
Miles Morales: I'm all right, Mom. I'm all right. You sure you're okay?
Rio: Yes, I'm gonna be all right. I'm gonna be all right, son. I love you.
Miles Morales: All right listen, I... I have to go find Dad, okay?
Rio: Miles, no. Miles. NO! Miles! Baby, stay here! Please! Dad's alive— I know it. He was right there.
Miles Morales: Dad... Dad's in there, I'll find him.
Miles Morales: What the hell...?
Demon: Where do you think you're going?
Demon: Spread out! No survivors!
Victim: No, no... No, please! No.
Demon: All clear over here.
Demon: This way! I heard something.
Demon: Check the podium for survivors.
Demon: Anyone else hear that?
Miles Morales: Gotta find a way around these guys. Can't cross yet...
Demon: What was that?
Demon: Could’ve sworn I heard something...
Demon: There's no one alive here. Let's go.
Demon: This is only the beginning.
Miles Morales: Dad was right there, gotta help him.
Demon: Who's there?
Demon: False alarm.
Demon: All clear.
Demon: Keep your eyes open.
Demon: They are open!
Miles Morales: No... stop. No!
Martin Li: Enough— we have to leave. Now.
Miles Morales: Dad, no! Dad! Wake up, Dad, wake up! Wake up...
ONE WEEK LATER
Peter Parker: I'm sorry for your loss.
Miles Morales: Do I know you?
Peter Parker: I'm Peter Parker. I was at City Hall when – Look... I know you don't know me, but I just wanted to say —
Miles Morales: "I know what you’re going through." That's what you were gonna say, right? Or... "It all gets easier with time." Or... "Don’t worry... it’s part of God’s plan."
Peter Parker: I'm sorry, I was just trying —
Miles Morales: "—trying to help." I know.
Rio: to Peter I'm sorry about that. I don't know what I'm gonna do with him.
Act 2[]
Dual Purpose[]
Yuri Watanabe: I'm busy, what's up.
Spider-Man: Have you started looking for Martin Li yet?
Yuri Watanabe: No, I told you. I can't start a manhunt based on a hunch from Spider-Man.
Spider-Man: But I'm telling you, he's the guy.
Yuri Watanabe: Get me some solid evidence and we'll talk.
Spider-Man: Solid evidence. Right.
Spider-Man: Hey, it's me.
Mary Jane Watson: Hey. So what are you thinking?
Spider-Man: I'm thinking I screwed up. And that kid lost his father.
Mary Jane Watson: I know you too well to say you should give yourself a break. What about the police, do they have any leads on Li?
Spider-Man: They're not even looking for him. Even Yuri doesn't believe me.
Mary Jane Watson: Then it's up to us to find him. I’ve been doing some research... go to this address: Martin Li bought a controlling interest in this recycling center last year.
Spider-Man: You think he's hiding out there?
Mary Jane Watson: Maybe. We know he's not at F.E.A.S.T. If he's not at the recycling center, maybe you'll find some evidence as to where he might be...
Spider-Man: Yeah. Good work MJ, I'll let you know what I find.
Mary Jane Watson: Oh, one more thing. I talked with a detective about questioning the arrested Demons. They're all claiming Martin Li has the power to, quote, ‘corrupt’ people.
Spider-Man: Corrupt? What does that mean?
Mary Jane Watson: They say it's sort of like mind control— it brings out the "negative" part of you. Makes you do things you wouldn't normally do...
Spider-Man: Hm. Sounds a little far-fetched.
Mary Jane Watson: This coming from a guy who can run up walls.
Spider-Man: MJ's hunch was right. Place is crawling with Demons. Gotta take these guys out, then have a look around.
Demon: Look is broken.
Demon: Just jiggle it a little.
Demon: Still not working...
Demon: Let me try.
Demon: No, it's my job. I'll get it.
Spider-Man: Okay, that's all of them. Hm. High-security lock. They use these on banks, not recycling centers. Maybe if I can find where it gets its power from... Looks like I could override the circuit. Need my electric webs. Well, that did something. But looks like the circuits need a little more juice. A-ha! There. Looks like the circuit's still stable. Maybe there's another junction box close by. Almost there - one more box should do it. Gotcha. That's it! Oh, man... These must be where they're planning to attack... Wait— these are Osborn campaign offices. All the paths originate from the same address. Lots of high-tech equipment. Maybe later I can recycle this stuff into some weapons of my own. Guns from Fisk's armory... Truck bombs? This is crazy... Explosives from Fisk's construction site. This wasn't a gang war. The Demons were stealing from Fisk to go after Mayor Osborn.
Mary Jane Watson: Hey— did you find Li?
Spider-Man: No. But you were right. Li's using this place as a front for the Demons. Bomb-making, gun running...
Mary Jane Watson: Oh my god -
Spider-Man: And it looks like they're planning another attack, this time on Norman Osborn's campaign offices...
Mary Jane Watson: Li must have some kind of beef with Norman Osborn.
Spider-Man: I found an address here I think it's their staging area... If I hurry, I might be able to stop them.
Mary Jane Watson: Be careful!
Spider-Man: Yuri, it's me.
Yuri Watanabe: Make it quick— I'm busy getting yelled at by my boss...
Spider-Man: Martin Li and the demons are planning another attack, this time on Norman Osborn's campaign offices.
Yuri Watanabe: Are you sure? We’ve had a lot of false leads in the past week.
Spider-Man: Trust me on this one I'm sending you the address of a recycling center, you'll find all the evidence there.
Yuri Watanabe: Got it. I'll get those campaign offices evacuated. But if you're wrong about this, you're gonna help me find a new job.
Spider-Man: Consolidated Shipping. Lotta guys. I should try to do this quietly. But also with style. I can use that stuff I found at the recycling center... Nice! Love using bad guys’ own weapons against them. And that, my friends, is what karmic justice looks like.
Demon: Can't relax for a moment.
Demon: Stand by. I heard a sound.
Demon: Make sure the perimeter is secure.
Demon: I will not hesitate.
Demon: Okay, almost done. Just need to snip these wires.
Demon: Hm. Where are the wirecutters?
Demon: He got someone!
Demon: We’re compromised! It's Spider-Man!
Demon: This is your end!
Demon: You will break.
Spider-Man: Li's not out here. Better check inside. Hm. Invoice from an auto shop. "Pale Horse Ridez." That's one expensive tune-up. What else can I find around here? They have bases all around the city... This is bigger than I thought. Looks like the Demons have an army. As if one deadly glowing whip wasn't enough... I don't know what I was expecting, but it was definitely NOT this...
Demon: Die!
Spider-Man: Hey MJ. I think I stopped the Demons’ attack on Osborn's campaign offices.
Mary Jane Watson: Nice. Did you find Li?
Spider-Man: No. But I found something we should look into a place called Pale Horse Ridez.
Mary Jane Watson: Sounds familiar.
Mary Jane Watson: I'll check it out and get back to you.
Demon: Don't let him get you with that!
Demon: Press harder!
Demon: Die!
Demon: What is he?!
Demon: A gift for you.
Unknown: ...Copy Silver Bird, we are descending to location There's another one. Safeties off.
Spider-Man: This is new.
Unknown: No, no, no. This one's mine. Alright... I'm executing this son of a... aim his gun at a Demon
Spider-Man: Hey... that's not how we do things... down... town!
Unknown: Code SM one.
Spider-man: Whoa, whoa! Before we do this... who the hell are you guys?
Unknown: Copy code SM one. I have a visual. Hold for Silver Bird.
Spider-Man: Nice entrance. Solid 8 out of 10. he is immobilized by electric ropes NINE out of 10...
Yuri Watanabe: Release him, he works with us.
Spider-Man: Yuri? Explanation, please.
Yuri Watanabe: This is Silver Sablinova, head of Sable International, a private security force. Paid for by Mayor Osborn.
Spider-Man: Oh, the mayor has a pet army now?
Silver Sable: Next time you get in my way. I will not be so gentle.
Yuri Watanabe: Go. We'll talk later.
Hidden Agenda[]
Yuri Watanabe: Hey, sorry about that Sable thing... I should have told you earlier, but it all happened so fast. It's okay. We’re still best buds. We’re not best buds.
Spider-man: Well that took a dark turn.
Yuri Watanabe: Anyway. Sable has the mayor's ear and unchecked authority. We’ve searched that address you gave me, found plenty of evidence of a bomb plot, but nothing that leads back to Martin Li.
Spider-man: I'm working on that. Hey MJ.
Mary Jane Watson: Hey, so I dredged up some records on Martin Li's other business holdings — he's got places all over the city.
Spider-Man: Hm. The locations line up with a map I found at that shipping business. I'll check ‘em out.
Mary Jane Watson: Let me know what you find at each one, and I'll work on building a case.
Spider-Man: You got it. I'm headed to Li's office at F.E.A.S.T. to see if I can learn more about why he's doing this — and what he's got planned next.
Mary Jane Watson: Okay. Say hi to May for me... wait, you don't think she's in danger do you?
Spider-man: No. Li's only got one target on his mind. Norman Osborn.
Spider-Man: Missed another call from Doc -
Otto Octavius: Peter. I wanted to make sure you're still available. I can't pay you *yet*, but I’ve pulled enough strings to keep the wolves from the door a bit longer. If we can get up and running, I know this new version of the project will attract investment. *Massive* investment. Stay ready.
Spider-Man: Fingers triple crossed, Doc.
Aunt May: Peter!
Peter Parker: So if you're running this place while Mr. Li is out of town, who's doing your old job?
Aunt May: Ha... Me. But I could always use more help. You know anyone?
Peter Parker: His name is Miles Morales.
Aunt May: Why does that sound familiar?
Peter Parker: His father was being honored at City Hall.
Aunt May: Oh.
Peter Parker: I talked to him at the funeral. He's a smart kid. He's just having a tough time.
Aunt May: I knew a boy like that, once.
Peter Parker: I remember it helped to... stay busy. Might help him, too. Here's his mom's number.
Aunt May: Thanks. I'll give her a call.
Peter Parker: You haven't heard from Mr. Li, have you? Just curious.
Peter Parker: I’ve got a few minutes before work. I'm gonna... look around, see if there's anything else I can do to help you out.
Aunt May: Oh, you don't have to...
Peter Parker: I know. I want to. I should check out Li's office.
Homeless Man: Pete! Glad to see you're okay.
Peter Parker: Hanging in there.
Peter Parker: His office locked. How do I get in there? Quietly? Huh, never seen that room before. High voltage lines... what needs this much power?
Aunt May: ...I understand, but the account number is in Mr. Li's office, which is, uh, inaccessible. I will call you back as soon as I can get that information. No. I don't know when that will be... what would Ben do...?
Peter Parker: That room I saw from the crawlspace It should he fight on the other side of the shrine. Li's journal...
"Oct 2018
Wilson Fisk has been arrested. I can barely believe it. The day I’ve planned for - dreamed of - is finally but for some reason I hesitate. Can I really go through with this?
Things will happen so quickly if I give the word. My men will claim Fisk’s arms, his explosives his secrets, We’ll use that strength to teach Norman true pain. Hell know what it is to see the things he loves destroyed by his own hands...
But achieving that end will mean giving up so much. Everything I’ve built here at F.E.A.S.T. - all the good I’ve done - could be wiped out if my plan succeeds. My chance is finally here yet still I should I turn back? A part of me wants to. But... the Demon is hungry... and I don’t think rm strong enough to hold it back..."
Peter Parker: A key wonder where the lock is? Li sounds... conflicted. Almost like he didn't want to head down this path... Hm. The shrine in the photo is missing the picture Looks like this note is for May...
Dear May,
Very soon, you'll hear stories about me. Stories claiming I'm a terrorist and a murderer. Those stories will be true.
But the story we wrote together - the story of F.E.A.S.T. - is also true. I want you to know that I always believed in our mission. It wasn't a front, or a show. It was an honest expression of my heart. When you help someone, you truly do help everyone.
Please don't let my failings shake your belief. You are strong, May. Strong enough to tell a new story at F.E.A.S.T., one unburdened by my faults.
Thank you for all you've done,
Martin
Peter Parker: Li did so much for New York... can't believe he was hiding such darkness inside. This is the ghost story Li's father read to him.
"Remember," the old man said, "only balance can master the Demon’s strength. Without balance, the monster will turn on any who attempt to control it."
Peter Parker: About a Demon that could only be mastered through balance... Some kind of puzzle lock? That seems right. Yes! Whoa. What are you hiding, Li?
Martin Li: on tape Can feel my power growing, feeding off my anger. Father would say I’ve lost the path of balance, but he could never understand, the only way to fight a monster is to become one.
Peter Parker: Creepy. Li's sure is obsessed with masks... is it a Jungian thing? Like... he needed to pretend to be someone else to let his darkest feelings out? Pretended to be a Demon until he became one... Li's giving his powers to the others. How does Li imbue these with his power? Bio-electic induction? Compressed phase shift? This is all about Norman Osborn. His whole career. Li must have been obsessed with him. This article is decades old... must be back when Oscorp was founded... Oscorp lost a lawsuit about improper clinical trials years ago... did they cover this up? I’ve never heard of it... Whoa. This is the folder MJ found at the auction house. This might help us figure out what Li's planning next. Whew. It's a burn room wired to destroy evidence! One more. If the police had found this... or May... don't want to think of what could’ve happened? Now, how do I get outta here?
Martin Li: Hello, Peter.
Peter Parker: Mr. Li. I thought you were out of town.
Martin Li: Did you find what you were looking for?
Aunt May: Martin! You're back!
Martin Li: And heading off again shortly, I'm afraid. Just needed a few things from my office.
Peter Parker: Let me get that.
Aunt May: Thank you. You must have heard about City Hall.
Martin Li: Yes.
Aunt May: Peter was there, he was very lucky.
Martin Li: At an Osborn rally? I didn't know you were a fan. Well. What matters is you are both safe.
Aunt May: Amen.
Peter Parker: But the bombers are still out there. Who knows what they've planned next.
Martin Li: As long as you stay away from places you're not supposed to be. Well, I should go.
Aunt May: When will you be back?
Martin Li: When my work is done.
Peter Parker: Wait, wait, wait! What the...
Yuri Watanabe: Captain Watanabe...
Spider-Man: I finally got your evidence. Head to the F.E.A.S.T. Center in Chinatown.
Yuri Watanabe: What am I going to find?
Spider-Man: A nice lady named May Parker... and some really weird stuff hidden in Li's office. But listen— he's got another attack planned.
Yuri Watanabe: Where? When?
Spider-Man: Still working on that— but I think he's going to use something called "Devil’s Breath."
Yuri Watanabe: Sounds... destructive. What is it?
Spider-Man: A substance created by Oscorp, probably a bioweapon of some kind. I'll send copies as soon as I can.
Yuri Watanabe: Okay, we'll check his office. If the evidence stands up. I'll put out an APB.
Spider-Man: MJ – hey. Just checking in.
Mary Jane Watson: Peter, hey, can I call you back?
Spider-Man: I think you'll want to hear this— wait, why are you whispering?
Mary Jane Watson: Just... in the middle of something. How about we catch up over dinner? My place?
Spider-Man: Oh. Sure. I'll even cook.
Mary Jane Watson: Cool. See ya.
Spider-Man: WAIT! Remember how you told me about Li's ‘corrupting’ touch? I think I just saw it in action.
Mary Jane Watson: How?
Spider-Man: Some perfectly nice homeless people just jumped me. Thing is, they had glowing eyes and I remembered Yuri telling me something similar about the guard who released Shocker.
Mary Jane Watson: So Shocker *was* working for Li? It's all connected.
Spider-Man: There's more. But I guess we'll talk about it at dinner?
Mary Jane Watson: Yeah. See ya.
Spider-Man: Dinner. Hm. What should I cook?
A Fresh Start[]
Spider-Man: Oh, hi. Doctor. How are you?
Otto Octavius: Parker! EXCITING news! Come by the lab!
Spider-Man: Uh, like, now?
Otto Octavius: This is my defining moment! Can't wait to show you...
Spider-Man: Cool. Um, I’ve got dinner plans. Can I come by later?
Otto Octavius: Dinner can wait. You *need* to see this. Peter.
Spider-Man: Uh... okay. Be right there. Wonder if this means I have a job again. Guess I can stop by. Just for a minute.
Peter Parker: Hey Doctor!
Otto Octavius: Hello Peter. I'll be just a minute.
Peter Parker: Wow, look at all this new stuff. We really need to get better about organizing our workspace... Where did you get all this equipment?
Otto Octavius: Called in every last favor. Took out a few loans. It's like we’re starting over once again. But this time's going to be different.
Peter Parker: You've been busy.
Otto Octavius: Just getting started. You know, until now we’ve been looking at prosthetics from the wrong perspective. Why restore people to what they were... when we can make them *better*? Okay. I think that should do it... You ready?
Peter Parker: Everything okay...?
Otto Octavius: DAMMIT! This is all your fault, Norman, you son of a –
Peter Parker: Well. I know who you're NOT voting for in the next election. Sorry. I have a habit of making bad jokes in, uh, tense situations.
Peter Parker: No... don't worry. Why don't you take a break. I'll clean this up and get us ready for another test. So uh... hope you don't mind me asking, but... it seems like you and Norman have a bit of a history...
Otto Octavius: We were lab partners in college, became friends decided to start a business. We both had VISIONS of... changing the world— just in different ways.
Peter Parker: Wait, you were at Oscorp when it started?
Otto Octavius: I'm half the reason it's called "Oscorp". In grad school, everyone called us "the O's". (sighs) Add "corp" to that and, well... It is a catchy name.
Peter Parker: Well why'd you leave?
Otto Octavius: Norman became more and more obsessed with genech. He started a project I considered unethical, and there was this... anyway, lawyers got involved. I chose to leave in exchange for a settlement. But that money didn't last very long. I’ve relied on grants ever since. If this project doesn't work...
Peter Parker: Don't worry. It'll work. Let me just fix this up...
Otto Octavius: I'll brew some fresh coffee. Why don't you do the honors this time.
Peter Parker: Ha! I think we did it!
Otto Octavius: Next step, neural interface.
Peter Parker: That's a lot of work for you to do by yourself. Sure you can handle it?
Otto Octavius: Apparently not, judging by today's debacle.
Peter Parker: Because I still haven't found another job... I know. It's okay, don't worry. I'll figure it out. What's a few bucks when you're trying to change the world, right?
Otto Octavius: To changing the world...
Peter Parker: Missed call from MJ. Doctor. I need to go, but I'll be back later.
Otto Octavius: Don't worry, the work will still be here when you get back.
Dinner Date[]
Peter Parker: What's that?
Spider-Man: Hey sorry I missed your call. We still on for dinner?
Mary Jane Watson: Dinner? Oh, yeah. I was calling you about something else but yeah, we should talk over dinner.
Spider-Man: Offer still stands for me to come over and cook...
Mary Jane Watson: Oh really. Well. I like to take risks. I'm still out, but I'll grab some stuff at the store and let you know when I'm home.
Spider-Man: Okay, talk soon. Alright, dinner at MJ's, low expectations— it'll be hard to screw this one up.
Spider-Man: Guess I'll just freelance for a while until she calls.
Demon: He will reward us...
Demon: Get back!
Demon: Don't let him get airborne!
Demon: He's hurt, finish him!
Demon: What is this stuff?
Demon: Hold your ground.
Yuri Watanabe: Would you look at that - half the crime towers back up already.
Spider-Man: When Spider-Cop's on the job, come hell or high water the job gets-
Yuri Watanabe: Nope nope nope. Nope.
Spider-Man: She'd never admit it. but the chief was warming up to Spider-Cop. His casual disregard for by-the-book thinking was a breath of fresh air. She'd come around. Some day.
Spider-Man: Hey MJ.
Mary Jane Watson: Alright. I picked up a bunch of stuff at the store. Can't wait to see what you come up with.
Spider-Man: Swinging over now. Prepare to be amazed.
Mary Jane Watson: Peter. You're not gonna believe what happened. So you know that address you gave me? I went there.
Peter Parker: MJ...
Mary Jane Watson: I know, I know. But wait.
Peter Parker: What is this?
Mary Jane Watson: Just listen.
EARLIER IN THE DAY
Mary Jane Watson: This is the address Pete found... Men are all carrying firearms what is this place? That office... might be something inside that connects this to Li... need to get back there.
Biker: Huh? What was that? What dumbass can't put their shit away?
Biker: Bet it was Happy...
Biker: Martin Li is really paying the boss?
Biker: Rick! Boss wants to talk to you - get in here.
Biker: Yeah. We build this war beast for Li; Li finances the boss’ new venture. Win win.
Mary Jane Watson: Need to get into that office... What are they building? Is this all for Li?
Biker: Well, you better clean yer slag off that sloppy weld. Boss sees that he'll be pissed.
Mary Jane Watson: Careful...
Biker: All that cash is going straight into Grave Dust.
Biker: You tried any yet?
Biker: Only samples. Boss is still perfecting the recipe. But man... It's got a kick.
Biker: The hell was that?
Mary Jane Watson: Easy does it... What kind of vehicle needs tires this big?
Biker: Grave Dust must have me on edge...
Biker: Where is it? I swear I left it over here...
Biker: Yo! Has anyone seen a 3/16 socket driver?
Biker: Hey! I heard something...
Biker: When did we get a new recip saw?
Mary Jane Watson: What is this? Some kind of military hardware? Office must be to my right... need to move careful through here...
Biker: Yo man, why's the boss being so intense about putting GPS trackers on everything?
Biker: Protecting trade secrets; doesn't want any word on Grave Dust leaking out.
Biker: Still feels paranoid.
Biker: Who asked you? Get back to work.
Mary Jane Watson: Those barrels seem important... "Alchemax"... why is that so familiar... What's in these?
Biker: Grave Dust is pretty under the table I guess.
Rick: Boss come on – Li’ll never notice...
Mary Jane Watson: Tombstone.
Tombstone: You're right, Rick- won't notice cause it won't be there.
Rick: God damnit. I said I'll fix it! aim his gun at Tombstone
Tombstone: You got some stones, Rick. Let's see if they break.
Tombstone: Such a disappointment. kills Rick And now I need a new welder.
Mary Jane Watson: Can't turn back now... need to get into that office.
Biker: What's gonn’ on over there?
Tombstone: Come on now.
Mary Jane Watson: Made it... Blueprints... this is what they're building for Li. But why does he need an armored vehicle? here we go... GPS trackers... what is Tombstone using these for?
Tombstone: Alright boys! Time to move. Get the gear from my office.
Mary Jane Watson: Time to go.
Peter Parker: Okay... I want to say don't ever do that again, but since I know you're going to anyway, here... gives her a web bomb Take a few of those next time.
Mary Jane Watson: Nice. Thanks.
Peter Parker: You know Tombstone is crazy and pretty much invincible, right?
Mary Jane Watson: Everybody has their weakness. Mine is... whatever you're cooking right now— smells amazing.
Peter Parker: The chicken curry. Uh, Just needs to simmer.
Mary Jane Watson: No dumplings, I hope.
Peter Parker: You are never go on to let me live that one down, are you?
Mary Jane Watson: Nope.
Peter Parker: The "great dumpling catastrophe."
Mary Jane Watson: I still can't believe they evacuated the entire building.
Peter Parker: I know and in January, too. Your neighbors *hated* me.
Mary Jane Watson: Yeah. They were pretty happy when we broke up. Let's talk about what you found in Li's office.
Peter Parker: Well. Li clearly has issues with Norman Osborn.
Mary Jane Watson: Yeah, but... but why?
Peter Parker: I don't know yet. But his next move looks like it involves Devil's Breath. Whatever that is.
Mary Jane Watson: Yeah. I'll dig into it. So I was thinking... what if we teamed up?
Peter Parker: You want to be my sidekick? Like, uh... Spider-girl? Spider-woman...
Mary Jane Watson: No...
Peter Parker: Woman.
Mary Jane Watson: not a sidekick... a partner.
Peter Parker: Oh... hears his curry boils over Not again!
Mary Jane Watson: Hey it's your crime system thingie. Looks like a residential break-in.
Peter Parker: Charles Standish.
Mary Jane Watson: That sounds familiar. Oh. Oscorp's CFO! Wait... you don't think this has anything to do with Li, do you?
Peter Parker: (in Spider-Man costume) Sorry to cook and run...
Mary Jane Watson: Did did you just leave your clothes on the kitchen floor?
Spider-Man: Uh... (Where do you want me to, uh...
Mary Jane Watson: Just the couch is fine.
Spider-Man: See you later?
Mary Jane Watson: Yea.
Up the Water Spout...[]
Spider-Man: Hey, it's me.
Mary Jane Watson: This curry is legit.
Spider-Man: So what do we know about Charles Standish?
Mary Jane Watson: Let's see— Chief Financial Officer at Oscorp. Single. Known for his art collection.
Spider-Man: If Li's after him, it's got to be related to Devil's Breath.
Mary Jane Watson: I'll run a search on everything in that file.
Spider-Man: Let me know the second you find something. I think Li might be planning something even worse than City Hall.
Mary Jane Watson: So are we partners now? Cuz it sure feels like we are.
Spider-Man: Partners. Sounds good.
Mary Jane Watson: Okay! See ya, Partner!
Spider-Man: Police look like they could use some help.
Demon: Stand fast, Mr. Li rewards courage!
Demon: You are shameless and less than human!
Demon: Stop screwing around and kill them!
Police Officer: Friggin’ terrorists. Thanks for the assist, Spider-Man.
Police Officer: Someone radio dispatch; we need a wagon.
Spider-Man: There's probably more of them inside. You guys stay here. enters the parking lot Somebody was in a hurry...
Man: Spider-Man!
Spider-Man: You're hurt?
Man: I'm okay, but you gotta find Mr. Standish, fast. Those guys in the masks kidnapped him and forced him up to his place he lives in the penthouse. Top floor.
Spider-man: Okay, sit tight.
Demon: Take him down!
Spider-man: So glad you're here. I can't find my car— could have SWORN I parked on this level.
Demon: Get in close!
Demon: He's in the air!
Demon: Defeat is unacceptable!
Demon: Back away from him!
Demon: This city will know the truth!
Demon: Time to end this.
Demon: He's just a man — get him!
Demon: Let's see how tough you really are.
Spider-Man: Wait, you guys work here too? This building is SERIOUS about parking enforcement.
Demon: Our numbers are dwindling!
Demon: We need to slow him down.
Demon: Thus will be painful.
Spider-Man: Good fight. A for effort. Elevator won't work, they know I'm here. But maybe I can sneak up through the elevator shaft. Should be able to make it up to the penthouse from here.
Demon: All clear over here.
Demon: Elevator shaft is clear.
Demon: Nothing yet— I'll keep looking.
Demon: Where did he go?!
Spider-Man: Okay, almost there... Stay out of the light... Nice and easy... Tall building...
Demon: There he is— kill hum!
Spider-Man: Fire bombs? Seriously? Move!
Demon: He's climbing up the walls!
Spider-Man: Uh-oh. Not good! There's Standish.
Charles Standish: Okay. Now what?
Demon: Enter your password.
Demon: He's dead, right?
Demon: Don't underestimate hшm. Keep an eye on the elevator.
Spider-Man: He sounds nervous... maybe I should take him out. Shhh...
Demon: The city must learn...
Demon: Stand by. I heard a sound.
Demon: There can be no hesitation...
Demon: I see you - halt!
Demon: Intruder alert!
Demon: Come in, unit five. Unit five? Someone confirm his status.
Demon: Copy - checking it out.
Demon: Man down. Not good...
Demon: Unit isn't here - Spider-Man may have gotten him.
Demon: Hey, watch my back.
Demon: Hey! He's knocked out!
Demon: No straggling — help me out!
Spider-Man: Okay, all clear. Hope Standish is alright.
Demon: Break him!
Demon: What was that thing?
Spider-Man: Let's try this again... to Charles It's safe now. What were they after?
Charles Standish: Just— financial records.
Spider-Man: About Devil's Breath?
Charles Standish: How do you know about that?
Spider-Man: Why do they want it?
Charles Standish: I don't even know what it us. Mr. Osborn's been pouring money into it for years, but he keeps the whole project a secret. I'm the only one who has any record of it.
Spider-Man: Not anymore. Looks like they copied some records to a secure server payroll information... on a Doctor Isaac Delaney. Who is he?
Charles Standish: I honestly don't know...
Spider-Man: Down!
Charles Standish: C’mon, c’mon! punches the elevator button
Spider-Man: WAIT, the elevator's—
Charles Standish: Aahh! AAAHHHH!
Spider-Man: Hold on! Almost got him! Try to fall slower! Gotcha! You okay?
Charles Standish: Yeah— I think so.
Spider-Man: Good. Good. You know, as elevator shafts go, this is pretty nice.
Back to School[]
Spider-Man: Hey, Yuri.
Yuri Watanabe: You okay?
Spider-Man: Yeah, but I didn't get much out of Standish before these Sable guys stepped in and told me to back off. What's the deal?
Yuri Watanabe: I get the sense all they care about is keeping him quiet.
Spider-Man: Because he knows about Devil's Breath.
Yuri Watanabe: Right. Whatever the hell *that* is.
Spider-Man: I'm working on that— I think I just got a lead...
Yuri Watanabe: A lead? You sound like a cop...
Spider-Man: Don't you mean... Spider-Cop? she hungs up Yuri? That's fair...
Mary Jane Watson: What happened with Standish?
Spider-Man: He's safe.
Mary Jane Watson: Okay, good. And the Demons?
Spider-Man: They were looking for a name. You got a pen?
Mary Jane Watson: Yeah. Go.
Spider-Man: Dr. Isaac Delaney.
Mary Jane Watson: Who is he? What's his deal?
Spider-Man: I was hoping you could tell me.
Mary Jane Watson: I'm on it. Just gimme a few - oh and before I forget. You left that tracker from Tombstone's at my place. I'll drop it at Dr. Octavius’ lab. Let you know what I find on Delaney.
Spider-Man: Message from Doc...
Otto Octavius: Sorry to call so late, my mind's bursting with ideas. We’ve been thinking too small. Peter, Why replace missing limbs with facsimiles when we can improve upon them? People who've lost an arm understandably want it back. But we can give them something BETTER! The human body doesn't need to be our default. We can go so far beyond it. Just some thoughts to conjure with!
Spider-Man: Doc's really giving it both barrels... hope he doesn't burn himself out... calls MJ MJ— what'd you find out about Isaac Delaney?
Mary Jane Watson: Check out the picture I just sent.
Spider-Man: Which one is Delaney?
Mary Jane Watson: I don't know. Guess you'll have to go to the party to find out.
Spider-Man: Good thing I already have a costume.
Spider-Man: Halloween party. Guess I don't have to change... Delaney's dressed as one of my greatest foes. Let's find out which one...
Man: We'll go out early to Midtown. There's plenty of cops there.
Woman: I don't know. They seem to have their hands full right now. You just don't want to cook.
Man: Ha! Not true. I'm fine with cooking and staying in!
Woman: Grilled cheese is not cooking. Fine. But we are S0 ordering out.
Spider-Man: Everyone's in costume. My people. Dr. Delaney is here somewhere. I have to find him before Li does.
Fake Spider-Man: Hey! Look at us, we’re Spider-Bros! Check out my moves. Fshew-fshew-fshew!
Man: I swear I forgot it was Halloween until I walked in here.
Mysterio: Come one, come all, to Mysterio's diabolical Hall of Mirrors!
Spider-Man: Excuse me, are you Dr. Delaney?
Mysterio: Ah, Spider-Man, my nemesis! You won't catch me this time! drop a smoke pellet and runs away
Spider-Man: coughs Oh no. Smoke. What ever will I do?
Mysterio: This is the end for you, Spider-Man! Now I have you!
Dr. Stratton: Hey, what's wrong with you? I worked on that helmet for a week!
Spider-Man: I need to find Dr. Delaney.
Dr. Stratton: He's out in the party somewhere. Who are you?
Spider-Man: I'm your friendly neighborhood Spider-Man.
Dr. Stratton: Ha, smartass. Looks okay. I guess. It's got a crack in it. Could probably just buff that out.
Vulture: Ca-caw! Ca-caw! Eat! Eat, my little children! Let me hear you SCREAM!
Spider-Man: That guy throwing down candy could be Dr. Delaney. Gotta find a way up there.
Vulture: Some for you... some for you... some for you...
Spider-Man: I'm looking for Isaac Delaney.
Dr. Hagen: Uh. I think he's on the dance floor... There he is— the lizard in the lab coat.
Woman: AAHH! Over here!
Vulture: Some for you... some for you... some for you...
Woman: Over here! Over here! Come ON!
Man: Ha-hah!
Man: This is awesome!
Woman: Flap your wings! Ha-hah!
Rhino: Hey look, it's Spider-Boy. Since I'm one of your nemesises, we gotta fight. What's the matter, Spider-Wimp? You afraid of my mighty horn?
Dr. Delaney: Hey! Who... what are you—?
Spider-Man: Hey!
Man: Fight! Fight!
Rhino: RRAWWRRRH!
Man: Kick his ass, Spider-Man!
Man: What the hell?
Man: Oh snap!
Woman: Ohmigod, is that the real Spider-Man?
Man: I'm totally livestreaming this right now...
Man: Get him Spidey!
Dr. Delaney: What do you want?!
Vulture: Ca-caw! Ca-caw!
Dr. Delaney: Take it easy. Just tell me what you want!
Man: This is a joke, right? Those aren't real guns...
Demon: Back! Now! hits the man
Spider-Man: Let him go!
Man: Keep your head down!
Woman: Oh my God! Oh my God! Don't kill us!
Spider-Man: Everybody okay?
Woman: Yeah.
Spider-Man: Good. Uh, happy Halloween.
Demon: What was that noise next door?
Demon: I don't know. Cover the door— shoot whatever comes through it.
Spider-Man: How about some mood lighting?
Demon: What happened?
Demon: I don't know— Just watch that door!
Spider-Man: Now, where'd they take Delaney? There's Dr. Delaney.
Dr. Delaney: Where are you taking me? Who... who are you?
Martin Li: You recently began working with someone at an Oscorp lab.
Dr. Delaney: H-how do you know that?
Martin Li: We don't have much time, Isaac. Tell me his name.
Spider-Man: Show's over Li.
Spider-Man: Apparently the show's *not* over.
Muster Negative: His... name...
Dr. Delaney: Doctor Morgan Michaels.
Mister Negative: Thank you.
Spider-Man: No!
Spider-Man: That's all of them. Gotta fund Li!
Spider-Man: Gotta stop them from hurting each other. You'll be okay later... What did Li do to these people? Not that guy again... If it helps— I felt bad doing that. Apologies.
Spider-Man: Yuri. I need your help.
Yuri Watanabe: I’ve got reports of shots fired at ESU—
Spider-Man: Yeah, that's me. I'll explain later. But right now you need to find a Dr. Morgan Michaels. Martin Li's coming after him.
Yuri Watanabe: Copy that. Spider-Man... who is this Dr. Michaels?
Spider-Man: I thunk he's the head scientist on this Devil's Breath project. Did you find him?
Yuri Watanabe: Yes and no. Sable says they have him under protection at a safehouse somewhere in the city. But they won't tell me where.
Spider-Man: I thought you guys were working together?
Yuri Watanabe: So did I.
Spider-Man: Okay. I have an idea on how to find him. I'll let you know if it works.
Spider-Hack[]
Mary Jane Watson: Hey, did you find Dr. Delaney at the party?
Spider-Man: Yeah, but so did Ll.
Mary Jane Watson: Oh no, what happened?
Spider-Man: Li corrupted him and made hum kill himself.
Mary Jane Watson: That's horrible. We have to stop thus guy.
Spider-Man: We will. Before Delaney died, he gave Li a name. Morgan Michaels.
Mary Jane Watson: Morgan Michaels... who is he?
Spider-Man: Not sure, but I bet he works on the Devil's Breath project. Have you learned anything from that Devil's Breath file?
Mary Jane Watson: Yeah, get this. Few years ago. Osborn came to Fisk and asked him to build a lab, but to keep it hidden from regulators.
Spider-Man: Secret lab? For Devil's Breath?
Mary Jane Watson: If it's as dangerous as we think it is, I can see why.
Spider-Man: Where's the lab?
Mary Jane Watson: That's not in the file— Osborn made Fisk destroy all records of it. All I have are invoices from Osborn's personal account to Fisk Construction. Knowing Fisk, he kept the invoices around for blackmail material on the mayor.
Spider-Man: Everything leads back to Norman Osborn.
Guess it's time to pay him a visit.
Mary Jane Watson: I doubt he's going to tell you anything.
Spider-Man: Wasn't planning to ask.
Spider-Man: Okay, that's how I can get into Norman's office. Can't get in there without shutting down some security systems. But if they see me they'll put the whole place on lockdown. I should be able to hack into the security network modules from the outside. There's the network cables. Just need to follow them to the security module. There we go— a security module! Looks like there's four of these around the building. That should make things easier.
Oscorp Security: What the hell? Security teams, call in.
Sable Agent: Sable Team Alpha standing by. Looks like an electrical problem.
Oscorp Security: Copy that. Keep an eye on the exterior while we try to track down the issue.
Spider-Man: Just when I thought it would be easy.
Oscorp Security: All Sable teams— looks like we have some sort of software problem. We’re calling in a specialist.
Sable Agent: Copy that. Continuing exterior sweep.
Spider-Man: There's the second module.
Oscorp Security: What?! All agents, someone's taking control of one of our subsystems.
Sable Agent: Initiating Delta protocol.
Spider-Man: Man, everybody's got drones these days...
Oscorp Security: Sable teams, I need a status report.
Sable Agent: Exterior sweep negative. We are all clear.
Sable Agent: Still look like a software issue?
Oscorp Security: We don't know, we’re evaluating. Please maintain current alert level. Attention all Sable teams.
Oscorp Security: There's a small possibility we have a trespasser on site. We’re analyzing data now— stay vigilant. Dammit. Another subsystem IS going offline. I need a team to scan the eighty-fifth floor exterior.
Sable Agent: Copy control, bird inbound. Gotta move!
Spider-Man: Hi, MJ. Little busy right now—
Mary Jane Watson: I'll be quick. Listen. I got a lead on Charles Standish's location. I think if I can get to him. I can make him talk he knew about Dr. Delaney, he probably knows about Morgan Michaels as well.
Spider-Man: Okay, just don't do anything crazy. hung up Speaking of crazy, gotta find that last module... There's the last one. Nice! Now I can get into Norman's office. And hopefully find out more about Morgan Michaels and Devil's Breath.
Sable Agent: Exterior sweep negative. Should we go on lockdown?
Oscorp Security: Not yet. Mr. Osborn is in the middle of an important call. But keep tracking there MUST be someone out there.
Spider-Man: Nope— nobody here but us spiders.
Norman Osborn: Hold on. Switching to a secure line... I'm way ahead of you. Wilson. I had my people go through all of your files. If you try to expose our business arrangement. It'll be your word against mine. and I'm not the one behind bars right now...
Spider-Man: Walt... Is Norman talking to Wilson Fisk?
Norman Osborn: to Fisk Ni-oh statue? What are you talking about?
Spider-Man: The Ni-oh statue, from the auction house. They must be talking about that file MJ found...
Norman Osborn: to Fisk Who has the file?
Spider-Man: *We* do Norman, but it doesn't tell us enough. Which is why I'm doing some slightly illegal but morally-acceptable B and E right now.
Norman Osborn: to Fisk You pompous son of a bitch! You're lying!
Spider-Man: Don't be too mad. Norman. We know you and Fisk built a secret Devil's Breath lab. But we still don't know where it is and what Michaels has to do with it. Let's hope your computer can tell us more. Jackpot.
OSCORP INDUSTRIES
PROJECT GR-27
Peer Review Summary
Commissioned by OSCORP
Review conducted by Dr. Isaac Delaney
Department Chair, Genetics, Biotechnology and Analytical Chemistry, ESU
Spider-Man: GR-27. Hm.
PROJECT GR-27: GOALS
Audit materials submitted by GR-27 Chief Scientist Dr. Morgan Michaels
Observe GR-27 experiments at (LOCATION REDACTED)
Summarize GR-27 status, expedience, and risks
Recommend next steps
Spider-Man: Dr. Morgan Michaels is the chief scientist, but the location of the lab is redacted...
PROJECT GR-27: OBJECTIVE
Pair CRISPR genome editing with Al-controlled gRNA to identify and replace genetic mutations and errors.
Spider-Man: Al controlled CRISPR? If that actually works it could cure any genetic disease... Cystic fibrosis. Huntington's... this is crazy.
PROJECT GR-27: STATUS
THE GOOD
High efficacy. Consistent results.
PROJECT GR-27: STATUS
THE BAD
Viral delivery mechanism incorrectly targets immune system. Infected subjects highly contagious. One subject exposed. 7 days later, all 40 subjects deceased.
Spider-Man: Creepy.
PROJECT GR-27: STATUS
THE UGLY
One infected subject could trigger global epidemic.
Lab techs nicknamed it "Devil’s Breath."
Spider-Man: Whoa. GR-27 is Devil's Breath. It's designed to cure diseases, but in its current form it's like a bioweapon.
PROJECT GR-27: NEXT STEPS
CONTINUE DEVELOPMENT?
Mr. Osborn believes the reward is worth the risk.
MAINTAIN SECRECY.
If this gets out, PR nightmare, could bring down all of Oscorp.
MITIGATE RISK OF EXPOSURE.
Dr. Michaels should keep only sample on his person at all times.
Spider-Man: Dr. Michaels keeps the only sample with him at all times. That's why Li wants him. We find Michaels, we find Devil's Breath.
Mary Jane Watson: whisper Hey Pete, what's up?
Spider-Man: MJ. Get this. Devil's Breath wasn't designed to be a weapon. it's a treatment for genetic disorders. But it's current form is wildly imperfect - in trying to fix the body, it rips it apart. We need to locate Dr. Michaels; I don't trust Sable to contain something this deadly.
Mary Jane Watson: I may have a lead on that. Charles Standish us being held at Sable's Central Park compound if anyone knows Michaels’ location. It'll be Oscorp's CFO. I'm trying to reach him now.
Spider-Man: "Reach him?" That place is crawling with guards. How are you trying to reach him?
Mary Jane Watson: Very very quietly. Gotta go, partner.
Spider-Man: Sneaking into a Sable compound... that could go bad fast. I should head to Central Park.
Uninvited[]
Spider-Man: Looks like Doc checked in...
Otto Octavius: Peter. I’ve had an epiphany. It's all about the mind. Take me for example... a mind of unlimited potential, shackled to a tired, old body. Think of what that mind could achieve if it were freed! In developing our neural interface, we need to think beyond* replicating the tired putterings of our physical forms. Instead, reach into imagination and possibility. Reach into the mind...
Spider-Man: I’ve never heard Doc this excited by a project. hope he's not *too* excited... Where are you, MJ... sees someone aiming at her Crap.
15 MINUTES EARLIER
Spider-Man: from MJ's phone "Reach him?" That place is crawling with guards. How are you trying to reach him?
Mary Jane Watson: Very very quietly. Gotta go, partner. Standish is somewhere in there... gotta get past that guard. Time to see if these lures Pete gave me work. That gap in the fence looks promising just need to distract the guard.
Sable Agent: What was that?
Mary Jane Watson: Outta the way, fellah.
Mary Jane Watson: Gotta move... now.
Sable Agent: Gonna check on our house guest - stay here.
Sable Agent: Copy.
Mary Jane Watson: "House guest." Must be Standish. He's here somewhere...
Sable Agent: Imagining things...
Mary Jane Watson: Need to draw him away from the stairs...
Sable Agent: What the?
Mary Jane Watson: What's that... Demons are killing anyone related to Devil's Breath... Standish is in real danger. Time to move.
Mary Jane Watson: Standish - I knew it. I’ve gotta get to that tent...
Sable Agent: Standish is secure, ma’am.
Silver Sable: Lock out comms, as well.
Silver Sable: I do not want leaks to press about Michaels or Devil's Breath.
Sable Agent: Crap. Generator tripped.
Mary Jane Watson: ...won't distract him for long...
Sable Agent: How's it looking? Convoy gonna be ready?
Sable Agent: Five by five. Soon as boss gives the word, we'll get Michaels moved to the new safe house.
Sable Agent: Get that truck movung! Should’ve been uptown half an hour ago!
Sable Agent: Copy. We’re rolling.
MD: Go go....
Sable Agent: Could really use a coffee...
Sable Agent: Control. I heard something. Running a sweep.
Sable Agent: Bravo and Charlie are both on deck for Dr. Michaels’ relocation, ma’am.
Silver Sable: Add two more units. He carries the only sample of Devil's Breath.
Silver Sable: I Will not be responsible for pandemic.
Sable Agent: Understood, ma’am.
Mary Jane Watson: Don't care how many men Sable has; she won't be able to stop Martin Li...
Sable Agent: Patrolling sector, status clear.
Sable Agent: The hell was that...
Sable Agent: Standing down, control. False alarm.
Mary Jane Watson: Looks Important. takes a photo of another huge screen Safe houses... If Dr. Michaels is in one of these, Standish might know which one... There's Standish's tent...
Sable Agent: Can't believe Michaels just carries Devil's Breath around with him.
Sable Agent: Osborn doesn't trust anyone else to secure it. Hope his ego doesn't bite him in the ass.
Sable Agent: Again? What's up with these lights...
Mary Jane Watson: Come on, come on....
Sable Agent: The hell was that...
Sable Agent: Huh? Who's there?
Sable Agent: Control. I saw something.
Mary Jane Watson: Charles Standish?
Charles Standish: Holy crap!
Mary Jane Watson: Charles... where is Dr. Morgan Michaels?
Charles Standish: Li sent you, didn't he... grabs a gun If he wants to kill me- You tell him to do it... do it himself...
Mary Jane Watson: I'm not with the Demons, I'm not with Sable. I'm a reporter- shows her badge And I want to see Li stopped. Just like you.
Charles Standish: Watson... I’ve heard your byline... Sable won't listen to me. She has Michaels in The Bowery, they're moving him to a new safe house tomorrow at noon, but she's totally ignoring Grand Central. Demons were talking about it while they held me. They're going there to get...
Mary Jane Watson: To get what, Charles? What do the Demons need to get at Grand Central?
Charles Standish: What the f- trips
Spider-Man: Ooh... that was not a Sable guy.
Mary Jane Watson: Charles! (to Spider-Man) What the hell?
Spider-Man: Definitely not a Sable guy. Sorry, Charlie. OK. Time to go. grabs MJ
Sable Agent: Get some backup over here.
Mary Jane Watson: Wait, no he knows something- they swing away
Strong Connections[]
Spider-Man: Well that was maybe the most awkward swing of my life. MJ is not happy.
Mary Jane Watson: Hey. OK. Another thing. "Sorry Charlie?" You knock a man out, destroy my background research, and the best you've got is "Sorry Charlie?" Is everything a joke to you?
Spider-Man: What? MJ. No. I screwed up. It was a tension breaker.
Mary Jane Watson: "Tension breaker," right. You know this is *exactly* why we broke up?
Spider-Man: ...I thought we broke up so you could focus on your career?
Mary Jane Watson: We broke up because you wouldn't stop treating me like a baby! "Don’t do this MJ! Don’t do that MJ! That’s too dangerous. MJ!" I may not have super spider powers, but I'm not made out of glass!
Spider-Man: You snuck into the middle of an armed military... You know what? Can we not do this right now? Please? Did you learn anything about Dr. Michaels?
Mary Jane Watson: Michaels is in the Bowery somewhere. Sable's moving him tomorrow at noon.
Spider-Man: Awesome. Anything else? Was he saying something about Grand Central before I jumped in?
Mary Jane Watson: He was... no, it was nothing. Listen I gotta go, Peter. Filing deadline.
Spider-Man: "Peter." That's how you know she's still mad. "Peter"... nice work. Mr. Super Hero. Man I'm worked up. Gotta blow off some steam on patrol...
Spider-Man: That's Miles's Mom. Hello?
Rio: Mr. Parker, it's Rio Morales. I want to thank you for getting Miles the job at the F.E.A.S.T. shelter.
Spider-Man: Glad to. And please call me Peter. "Mr. Parker" is... probably someone more together than me.
Rio: I should tell you, he has reservations. I finally gave him a choice: this or more therapy. He needs this, he just hates to feel like a victim, or be pitied.
Spider-Man: Gotcha. I'm the same way. I'll let Aunt May know, and I'll make sure I'm there his first day.
Rio: Thank you again. This means a lot to both of us.
Otto Octavius: Peter, I'm about to begin another test.
Spider-Man: Oh, sorry. My bus broke down, and there were no cabs... but I'll be there as soon as I can. Not getting much coverage. I should look for more towers to activate.
Peter Parker: Hey, sorry I'm late.
Otto Octavius: Morning, Parker. Or is it evening? Ah, doesn't matter. Check the neurosensors, would you? We need a faster response time.
Peter Parker: On it.
Otto Octavius: Try to get it under three milliseconds.
Peter Parker: Two paint eight milliseconds.
Peter Parker: Yes!
Peter Parker: I'd call that unbelievable!
Peter Parker: Do you need some help? Doctor, what's going on?
Otto Octavius: It's become that obvious? My doctors call it "a degenerative neurological disorder," probably caused by overexposure to toxic chemicals in my... reckless youth.
Peter Parker: I'm sorry. Is there anything I can do?
Otto Octavius: You already are. The worst part is it only affects the muscles the mind continues to work, but it can no longer do. You're the only one who knows, Peter. I'd like to keep it that way.
Peter Parker: Of course.
Otto Octavius: Uhh... If you'd like to seek a position with more of a future.
Peter Parker: I came here to work for you because of what you've got up here.
Peter Parker: and that's not going anywhere.
Peter Parker: So neither am I.
Otto Octavius: Oh Peter - before I forget. I read the most fascinating article - outlines possible next steps for the neural interface.
Peter Parker: I'll take a look - thanks, Doc.
Peter Parker: Direct interface with the basal ganglia. Exciting... but risky. I dunno, Doc. You'd need a gallium Silk-array to make it work. Even then, odds of injury are pretty high.
Otto Octavius: Gallium! Genius! Never mind the risks - we'll work them out in time!
Peter Parker: Doc's really sick – at this rate he'll lose control of his motor functions within a year. And if we’re not careful, an intracranial implant could make things even worse. Even alter his personality. We need to proceed carefully.
Peter Parker: Umm. Doc. I'm sorry. My, um, Aunt, just texted...
Otto Octavius: No worries. Peter. I was thinking of taking a break myself. As soon as I check our telemetry data.
Peter Parker: Thanks. I'll be back in a few hours.
First Day[]
Spider-Man: Hi, May.
Aunt May: Let me guess, running late?
Spider-Man: Nope. I'm actually on my way now. Have you heard from Miles?
Aunt May: No, but his mother said he was coming, so...
Spider-Man: Good. I'll be there soon. Bye...!
Thug 1: Whadda you doin’ here?
Thug 2: Ho! We got a fighter!
Thug 1: You just made your last mistake. Punk.
Thug: What the ?
Spider-Man: Does it seriously take this many guys to rob a teenager?
Spider-Man: to Miles You hurt?
Miles Morales: Y-you're... Spider-Man! Y-you're... The amazing Spider Man! Y-you're... The spectacular Spider-Man!
Spider-Man: And a few other choice adjectives Jameson uses. Look, that was really brave, but next time leave the fighting to the pros, OK?
Miles Morales: OK, but what if there aren't any around?
Spider-Man: Well... you can't just go swinging at someone twice your size. I mean, don't get me wrong... I fight guys stronger than me all the time. But, when I do it I hav—
Miles Morales: Oh! Like that time you fought Rhino on the Brooklyn Bridge? That was so awesome!
Spider-Man: Perfect example. If the other guy's bigger, you gotta be quicker. OK?
Miles Morales: OK, but that's— that's easy for you to say!
Spider-Man: Alright, put ‘em up.
Miles Morales: Seriously?
Spider-Man: First thing... don't let the adrenaline get to you. Breathe slow, breathe deep. Relax. Hips square to your opponent, let them make the first move. Now use your feet... and when they go off-balance... look for an opening.
Miles Morales: Like that?
Spider-Man: Okay! Now only this time just let me have it. Right on the jaw, okay? I can take it— URGH!
Miles Morales: Oh sh—! Sorry!
Spider-Man: No, no, no, it's all good. You keep that up and uh... you'll be fine. All right, lesson's over. Gotta go!
Miles Morales: Hey uh, thanks.
Spider-Man: Anytime.
Miles Morales: to himself I just punched Spider-Man.
Miles Morales: The shelter should be just ahead.
Friend: Yo Miles, what's up?
Miles Morales: Bro, you're not gonna believe this— I just met Spider-Man!
Friend: What?! That's crazy! Hey, did you show him our hacking app?
Miles Morales: I totally forgot!
Friend: You suck! He totally would have bought it off you. And then we'd be like famous.
Miles Morales: Yeah. I'll show him next time. I gotta go, promised my mom I wouldn't be late.
Friend: Cool. Later.
Miles Morales: Farmer's market. I can cut through there.
Police Officer: Keep moving, keep moving! C’mon, no pictures! Just keep it moving!
Woman 1: I can't believe you're saying there's a bright side to a terrorist attack.
Woman 2: Well, when you say it like that...
Woman 1: How would you say it?
Woman 2: Tourism's down. There are opportunities to be had like half off at Decadence Spa.
Miles Morales: Hm. Hacking app— wonder if it still works.
Miles Morales: Nice moves. Uh oh...
Sable Agent: Everyone have their ID's out and ready for inspection.
Miles Morales: You gotta be kidding me. This is gonna take forever. If that drone wasn't watching. I could jump the fence. Just need to isolate the drone's signal. Wow, that was too easy!
Woman: The F.E.A.S.T. Shelter guy? Is he the who did the bombing?
Sable Agent: Have you seen him?
Woman: No. What, is he like missing?
Miles Morales: I can't believe Sable systems are unsecured! Maybe I'll send an anonymous tip... Okay, hacking app, don't fail me now. distract the soldier Okay, time to move. OK let's see- can go under the gate on the left or over the scaffolding to the right! he chooses the right path Those things have mounted guns. Can't let them spot me. Nighty-night. This would be so cool if it was less terrifying.
Sable Agent: Control, I saw someone, checking it out.
Miles Morales: I'm in the clear! Holy - WHEW, that was intense! got a call Oh, hey Mom.
Rio: Hi honey, did you make it to the F.E.A.S.T, shelter okay?
Miles Morales: Uh, yeah. Almost there.
Rio: You don't have to work at that shelter, you know.
Miles Morales: You said I did.
Rio: No, I gave you a choice.
Miles Morales: Yeah. And I chose this over more therapy. I mean it was helpful. The guy said everyone grieves in their own way. This is mine.
Rio: Okay. I'm sorry...
Miles Morales: Mom.
Rio: Yeah.
Miles Morales: Just ‘cause I don’t want to talk about it doesn’t mean I don’t love you.
Rio: Oh, honey... I love you so much. We’ll get through this...!
Miles Morales: I gotta go. I’ll call you when I’m on my way home.
Peter Parker: You know what, just keep breathing and I’ll be back soon Mr. Hodges. Hey. Miles! You made it!
Miles Morales: Hey. Pete. Hey I’m sorry I’m late, man.
Peter Parker: Aw, no-no. I’m just glad you’re here.
Miles Morales: Alright. So um. What can I do to help?
Peter Parker: Uh, why don’t you start just by getting comfortable with the place. Meet a few people. You know what, everybody loves coffee.
Miles Morales: Coffee. Alright.
Peter Parker: And I’ll be back in a little while to check on you, is that cool?
Miles Morales: Yeah...
Peter Parker: Oh, don’t worry about Mr. Hodges. He doesn’t bite. Much.
Miles Morales: You sure...?
Miles Morales: Coffee?
Homeless Man: Thanks.
Miles Morales: Need help?
Homeless Man: Not unless you know what the hell a quark is.
Miles Morales: It’s a subatomic particle.
Miles Morales: you know, the budding block of protons, neutrons, hadrons...
Homeless Man: Subatomic. That fits! Good one, kid.
Ernie: ...piece of junk... Aw, hell! Damn hunk-a-junk...
Miles Morales: You mind if I take a look?
Ernie: Eh?
Miles Morales: We have a couple CRT’s at school. I know how to fix these when they—
Ernie: CR-what? No, you just gotta smack it a couple times... get it goin’.
Miles Morales: Or... it could be a loose coax cable.
Ernie: Alright, alright. Be my guest, mister smarty-pants. Please, go ahead...
Reporter: Tributes continue to pour in for Officer Jefferson Davis, the hero killed in the City Hall bombing, as reports emerge that he used his own body to shield others in his last moments of life.
Ernie: Hey, new kid. points to his cup
Reporter: Davis is survived by his wife Rio and son Miles, as well as a brother, Aaron. In addition to the praise and condolences from heads of state and celebrities, his fellow officers say Davis's heroic actions were typical of him.
Ernie: Hero? He didn't do nothing heroic except get himself blown up.
Peter Parker: Hey Ernie, I see you've met Miles. He's going to be helping out around here. You may have heard of his father— Jefferson Davis.
Reporter: Captain Yuriko Watanabe called him, quote, "a true hero," the epitome of what every police officer should aspire to be, and one of the finest men I’ve ever had the honor to work with. Jefferson Davis was a seventeen-year veteran of the force, and was awarded several commendations in that time. most recently when he saved innocent bystanders from being run down by an armored vehicle carrying illegal weapons stolen by the notorious Demon gang.
Peter Parker: Pretty great that even though he's got a lot of stuff going on right now, he decided to come and volunteer. Don't you think?
Ernie: Uh, yeah, yeah. Thanks. Uh, listen kid, I'm sorry about your dad.
Peter Parker: C’mon Miles, let's see if Aunt May needs a hand in the kitchen. Hey May. I gotta take off, but, uh... I brought some help for you.
Aunt May: Hi Miles! Nice to see you. Well, grab an apron, wash your hands, and I'll show you around.
Miles Morales: Hey Peter? Thanks for that back there.
Peter Parker: Course.
Peter Parker: Almost noon... Sable should be moving Dr. Michaels. Better get to the Bowery and locate him...
Aunt May: I'm afraid our computers are a bit outdated.
Miles Morales: That's cool. I might be able to improve their performance for you.
Collision Course[]
Spider-Man: Hey Yuri— I'm heading to the Bowery to make sure Michaels gets to his new safehouse, y’know, safely.
Yuri Watanabe: I wouldn't do that, liver Sable made it clear you are not welcome.
Spider-Man: Yeah, well, what's she gonna do, shoot me?
Yuri Watanabe: Honestly? Fifty-fifty chance.
Spider-Man: Ugh. Fine. I'll be in the neighborhood, but not too close. Just in case.
Spider-Man: This is the Bowery... but where's Dr. Michaels...
Sable Agent: We’re ready for you, Dr. Michaels. Is that the Devil's Breath?
Sable Agent: Don't worry, we’re the best in the world.
Dr. Michaels: I feel better already.
Sable Agent: Code three eighty-one, package is on the move. This way, Dr. Michaels. What the hell is that?
Sable Agent: Hostiles! Secure the package! Get him out of h—!
Martin Li: Welcome aboard, Doctor.
Sable Agent: Get off me, we got this!
Spider-Man: Yeah. Sure you do.
Spider-Man: Yuri. I'm in pursuit of Martin Li. I think he's got Dr. Michaels, *and* the Devil's Breath.
Yuri Watanabe: Copy that. More units coming your way.
Spider-Man: He took Michaels alive, so that's good.
Yuri Watanabe: Probably so he can force him to make more Devil's Breath...
Spider-Man: Ugh. I have to stop that truck. Or tank. Or whatever...
Silver Sable: This is Sable international. We have authorization for deadly force. There will be no further warning.
Spider-Man: Whoa, whoa! There's a biological weapon in there—!
Silver Sable: All units, open fire!
Spider-Man: Whoa... why is everyone shooting rockets all of a sudden?!
Silver Sable: Spider-Man, get clear. You are interfering in this operation.
Spider-Man: Sorry, but I'm not on board with operation "Missiles in Manhattan." Need to clear the guys in the trucks before I go after Li. What the— WHOA!
Silver Sable: Target lost— reacquire.
Crazy Guy: He is coming! He is coming and He will destroy all sinners!
Spider-Man: Sorry...! Li! Hand it over! Gah! Gligh! Brake fluid!
Yuri Watanabe: What's your status? Have you apprehended Li?
Spider-Man: ...working on it.
Demon: Brakes are out!
Martin Li: The Spider is clever. Go faster! Ram everything!
Spider-Man: I'll take this. What are you doing to me?
Mister Negative: Giving you a new perspective.
Spider-Man: What the hell?
Mister Negative: I must be honest. I was hoping to bring you here. My abilities lend me a certain... persuasiveness. I’ve been watching you. I was waiting for you at City Hall. You never came where were you?
Spider-Man: Is this real or in my mind?
Mister Negative: It was a shame so many had to die with no heroes to save them. That officer saved your life didn't he? He was here because of you. And Norman wanted to use him. A futile goesture, in the end. And where was Norman during all this? Slinking away like a rat. He knew what was going to happen, and he fled. Norman is a hidden cancer on this city. He must be excised with no trace of his corruption to return. Norman hides behind his mask of lies. I will break it apart and drag him into the light! Put on the mask, become one of us.
Spider-Man: Thanks but no thanks!
Mister Negative: One way or the other, you WILL join me.
Spider-Man: Uh oh...
Mister Negative: All the souls you've lost. The ‘innocent victims’ you couldn't save.
Spider-Man: Martin, their blood is on YOUR hands.
Mister Negative: You can stop Osborn. You have so much strength. I can give you the Will. Their bodies filled the gutters and you did nothing!
Spider-Man: I can't save everyone.
Mister Negative: What's one life? A simple trade, one life for a city of souls. You defend Osborn while he sits in his ivory tower?
Spider-Man: This isn't real!
Mister Negative: Show me your true strength. Kneel before me! I will pull your mask off and expose you! and expose you’ The shadows are sworn to me, and I will give them strength.
Spider-Man: The mask! I have to destroy the mask! I won't abandon you in the darkness, Martin!
Mister Negative: You can't!
Spider-Man: You can come back to the light!
Mister Negative: No!
Spider-Man: You okay?
Dr. Michaels: Did they take it?
Spider-Man: Yes. How worried should I be?
Dr. Michaels: Very.
Spider-Man: You're a popular guy.
Silver Sable: Where's the serum?
Dr. Michaels: Gone.
Silver Sable: "Didiskoya". So-called "super-hero"— you think you save people but you just make it worse. This is your fault!
Spider-Man: *My* fault? He was under *your* protection... she pulls out her pistols Do you really need *two* of those?
Dr. Michaels: Stop! We need to brief Mr. Osborn now! I'll go with her... Thank you. I'll remember this...
The One That Got Away[]
Spider-Man: Yuri, tell me you've got a lead on Martin Li's location.
Yuri Watanabe: We have footage from a guy at a coffee shop, looks like he hopped into a black sedan after the crash.
Spider-Man: Black sedan. Great.
Yuri Watanabe: Let me finish. We have a partial plate. and one of my patrol guys just found a matching plate, black sedan, in a parking lot near Canal and Hudson.
Spider-Man: You're a good cop, Yuri. I'm on my way.
Dr. Michaels: Spider-Man? Hello? Is this working?!
Spider-Man: Dr. Michaels? How are you calling?
Dr. Michaels: "Borrowed" one of Sable's radios. Listen, transit hubs are the most likely release paints for Devil's Breath. Airports, bus terminals, train stations. It'll spread like wildfire from there.
Spider-Man: Why the hell is Oscorp developing a bioweapon in the City? Shouldn't this be in an arctic bunker?
Dr. Michaels: Devil's Breath is personal for Norman - it's been his obsession for decades. The project breaks every state and federal regulation on the books, but he doesn't care.
Spider-Man: If the City finds out, he can kiss re-election goodbye.
Dr. Michaels: Nevermind re-election - he'd be tried in the Hague for war crimes.
Spider-Man: Why are you telling me all this? Aren’t you just as culpable as Norman?
Dr. Michaels: Yes. Completely. But Li's actions have been a wake up call. We’ve ignored the project's risks for too long. I trust you, Spider-Man. You're the only one trying to do the right thing. Please: protect the city from our mistakes.
Spider-Man: Doc left word...
Otto Octavius: Parker. I wanted to thank you I wanted to thank you your work on the neural interface has been invaluable. I wish you could see what that means right now. But it's beginning to dawn on me just how powerful and insidious the forces arrayed against true visionaries are. I promise you, though it won't be long. Success will come, whatever it takes.
Spider-Man: "Powerful and insidious forces..." I don't like the sound of that. Need to check on Doc when I get a chance...
Spider-Man: Damn. Devil's Breath IS gone... I should call MJ and warn her...
Mary Jane Watson: This is Mary Jane Watson. Please leave a detailed message and I'll get back to you as soon as I can.
Spider-Man: What are you up to now, MJ?
Mary Jane Watson: Standish said the Demons are looking for *something* at GCT... but what could they possibly need here? Should probably call Peter and let him know what I'm doing. Actually, scratch that. He'd probably just tell me to go home and chain myself to my laptop. I'll just check things out quick and let him know what I find.
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Mary Jane Watson: Hm. Cool.
Woman: My turn. Whoa...! Oh my god that's amazing!
Man: Lemme take a picture— not that it'll show anything! Let me try! here goes how do I look?
Oscorp Display: Try it for yourself, and see how Oscorp is making your world better each and every day. This Gaia Microbe Dispersal Device releases specially formulated microbes into the atmosphere, and in turn leaves our oceans and rivers cleaner than when man first walked the earth.
Martin Li: This will be easier for everyone if you remain and do as I say.
Mary Jane Watson: Police! Over here!
Martin Li: Demons!
Norman's Assistant: Mayor Osborn's office.
Martin Li: I would like to speak to Mayor Osborn.
Norman's Assistant: Who's calling?
Martin Li: The man he is looking for...
Martin Li: The man he is looking for...
Norman Osborn: What do you want.
Martin Li: I want you at Grand Central Terminal in thirty minutes. By yourself. Or there will be more blood on your hands.
Spider-Man: through the phone MJ! I'm on my way. Are you hurt?
Mary Jane Watson: No. I'm fine. Just hurry.
Spider-Man: Going as fast as I can. What are you doing at GCT?
Mary Jane Watson: I'll explain later. Listen— Li's going to release the Devil's Breath.
Spider-Man: You gotta get out of there!
Mary Jane Watson: He's not going to do it until Norman Osborn gets here.
Spider-Man: Wait... this must have been Li's plan all along. Make Norman responsible by forcing him to release the Devil's Breath himself.
Mary Jane Watson: Sort of makes sense— in a twisted, psychotic way.
Spider-Man: Okay, I'm here. Coming into the terminal now— ...anything I should be on the lookout for?
Mary Jane Watson: Looks like he's got some drones patrolling guess he's prepared for you.
Spider-Man: Don't worry. I'm in the ventilation system. Can you see a safe exit point?
Woman: I don't want to die— I don't want to die!
Mary Jane Watson: Southwest corner.
Spider-Man: On my way. If I get any closer, the drones will spot me.
Mary Jane Watson: See that tablet I'm looking at? That controls the drones.
Spider-Man: Think you can snag it?
Mary Jane Watson: Yes... if you can distract them. And not get shot.
Spider-Man: I'm ready. Tell me when.
Mary Jane Watson: Okay, I'm ready.
Spider-Man: Incoming...
Demon: Over there!
Spider-Man: Okay, move.
Man: They're not gonna take me without a fight. Urngh!
Demon: Had to be a hero...
Mary Jane Watson: Wait!
Spider-Man: MJ, what are you doing?!
Mary Jane Watson: Let's all just relax.
Demon: Stop. Or I'll shoot you too.
Mary Jane Watson: Listen, I'm a reporter. I have a direct line to Mayor Osborn. I can help make sure he arrives— on time.
Demon: How?
Mary Jane Watson: First let him go.
Demon: Mr. Li, this reporter says she knows how to find Osborn. Yes, sir. Bring her over there, away from the others. Mr. Li is on his way.
Demon: Move!
Spider-Man: They're coming— jump over the railing!
Mary Jane Watson: Can't let ‘em see me.
Spider-Man: Drones! Get to cover! You still got that tablet? Better work fast.
Mary Jane Watson: Okay, I got this. C’mon... c’mon... Almost there...
Spider-Man: Good job. Now let’s get you out of here. I’ll come back for it.
Mary Jane Watson: No. We’re partners, remember?
Spider-Man: Can we argue later...?
Mary Jane Watson: If we don’t help those people, they could die.
Spider-Man: So could you. I can’t let that happen.
Mary Jane Watson: I got myself into this. I’m getting myself out of it.
Spider-Man: I don’t like this— there’s too many of them.
Mary Jane Watson: Then let’s start taking them out. Quietly. They’re still too close. They can still see each other. That did it— grab him! Take him out!
Spider-Man: See if you can break up that group.
Mary Jane Watson: I’m gonna try and separate them. Take him!
Spider-Man: MJ, did you know Li would be here? ‘
Mary Jane Watson: Not exactly.
Spider-Man: What do you mean?
Mary Jane Watson: I thought *something* might happen, but not like this—!
Spider-Man: Why didn't you tell me? I thought we were partners!
Mary Jane Watson: Partners trust each other. Peter.
Peter Parker: What do you mean? I trust you...
Mary Jane Watson: Yeah, when I'm sitting at home behind a laptop.
Spider-Man: Oh come on...
Mary Jane Watson: Can we please get back to saving the city here? Take him out! Take him!
Martin Li: Where's the reporter?
Demon: She's here somewhere... we'll find her soon.
Mary Jane Watson: Gotta; get past him.
Spider-Man: I'm ready.
Martin Li: Are the drones still armed?
Demon: Sheri had the controls, but we can't find him either.
Martin Li: If she escaped...
Demon: No, she didn't escape, she's in here somewhere, but it's a big place.
Martin Li: She cannot be allowed to leave... Start the timer.
Spider-Man: Now's your chance.
Mary Jane Watson: Keep them busy. I'll take care of the Devil's Breath.
Spider-Man: Do you know what you're doing?
Mary Jane Watson: No. But that's never stopped me before.
Spider-Man: Okay, what do you see?
Mary Jane Watson: I see four wires. Two blue ones, one yellow, and one red. Oh! Okay. Looks like blue is connected to the battery. And yellow to a fan. Red one has a little exclamation mark.
Spider-Man: Okay, you'll want to detach the wires from the battery first. Trace the wires to the other end and unplug them there.
Mary Jane Watson: ...unplug the wires from the battery...
Demon: Continuing my sweep.
Mary Jane Watson: ...disconnect the battery wires... What a mess... Okay, pulled the first wire.
Spider-Man: Now the second one.
Mary Jane Watson: What?! The timer just changed to thirty seconds!
Spider-Man: Argh, it's a collapsing circuit.
Mary Jane Watson: What comes next— the fan?
Spider-Man: Yes, then the last wire, but you have to hurry!
Mary Jane Watson: ...now the red one... !
Spider-Man: You did it. Wow.
Mary Jane Watson: Now let's get these people out of here. I could use a little Spidey-help. You ready?
Spider-Man: Right. I'll clear a path...
Mary Jane Watson: Try to do it quietly...
Spider-Man: Will do. Gotta be careful, or the hostages’ll get hurt. Why is Li so hellbent on terrorizing New York...
Demon: Vigilance at all times...
Demon: You will not defeat us!
Spider-Man: Okay. MJ, time to go.
Mary Jane Watson: Copy that. Everyone follow me!
Demon: Forget the hostages— take out Spider-Man!
Demon: Defeat him!
Spider-Man: MJ, did you make it out?
Mary Jane Watson: Everyone is safe.
Spider-Man: Good job.
Mary Jane Watson: Hey Peter.
Spider-Man: Yeah?
Mary Jane Watson: When you're done in there, we should talk.
Spider-Man: Yeah. We should.
Mary Jane Watson: But first, find Li and kick his ass.
Demon: Your life ends tonight!
Spider-Man: Feel bad for anyone who's on the wrong side of MJ. Wonder what side I'm on right now...
Demon: What'd he hit us with?!
Demon: No jokes?
Demon: Enough, pest!
Demon: There's nowhere to run.
Demon: We’re a man down.
Demon: Close in on him.
Demon: He's in the air — shoot him!
Demon: Your bones are dust!
Demon: Are you truly so foolish?
Demon: We must defeat him!
Martin Li: Deploy the rockets!
Spider-Man: OK guys, trivia time. Did you know Grand Central has the *largest* basement in New York City? Crazy, right? You could fit half the Brooklyn Bridge down there! Ha! I agree - they sure don't make ‘em like they used to. That’s old school New York gumption, for you. Anyway. I could talk trivia all day, but I gotta stop your wingnut of a boss from destroying the city. Time to wrap this up.
Demon: What is he?!
Demon: Close in on him.
Martin Li: I’m boarding the train— keep Spider-Man busy!
Spider-Man: Li’s escape plan is to use the train— can’t let him get away. Train platform is open, that must be where Li is.
Demon: Cover the exit!
Demon: Your time has come.
Spider-Man: Train’s moving— Li’s getting away!
Mister Negative: Finally.
Spider-Man: Sorry I’m late— it’s kinda my thing. Why are you doing this?
Mister Negative: Paying off an old debt.
Spider-Man: Better keep my distance for now. That didn’t work— better wait for an opening. Gotta move fast before he recovers. Looks like he’s getting tired. He’s hurt! Gotta wait for an opening. Now’s my chance! You’re sick. Let me help you, Martin. I don’t want to hurt you.
Mister Negative: Nothing can hurt me. Not anymore.
Spider-Man: No brakes? No problem.
Spider-Man: That totally worked last time. Yuri— they still doing construction on 42nd and 1st?
Yuri Watanabe: Yeah— street’s closed for another month. Why?
Spider-Man: Next stop— prison.
Sable Agent: Get that cargo back to the lab. Let’s move!
Mary Jane Watson: This is Mary Jane Watson. Please leave a detailed message and I’ll get back to you as soon as I can.
Spider-Man: Uh, hey. It’s me. Lemme know when you want to talk.
Spider-Man: Texting isn’t talking?
Spider-Man: N-n-no-no-no, not that kind of over!
Spider-Man: Ugh...
Spider-Man: Please say no, please say no... Hah. Okay, okay...
Spider-Man: Aaaand, not okay.
Spider-Man: What is there to "figure out?"
Spider-Man: Oh, you think?
Spider-Man: sighs Great.
Breakthrough[]
Yuri Watanabe: You did it— Li's off to The Raft, the Devil's Breath is safe with Sable... How do you feel?
Spider-Man: How do I feel? How much time do you have?
Yuri Watanabe: Not much. Heroics for you means paperwork for me. But I just wanted to say... good job.
Spider-Man: Thanks, Yuri. I kinda needed that. Okay. I think things are sort of under control. Maybe I should put in some Peter Parker time at the lab.
Peter Parker: Hello?
Otto Octavius: Parker! Just in time to celebrate.
Peter Parker: Celebrate? Wait, where are the arms?
Peter Parker: Oh wow. So cool! But how did you—?
Otto Octavius: Intra-cranial neural network. Neuro-transmission speeds under one nanosecond. Faster than signals travel inside the brain... never mind to an external prosthesis. We did it, Peter. No one can take this away from us...
Peter Parker: Amazing...
Otto Octavius: And your work on the neural web was the key...
Peter Parker: But we haven't even tested it yet. There's so much we don't know...
Otto Octavius: It works beautifully. C’mon, take a look.
Peter Parker: This is impressive... Hm. Little error though. Montage spike Should be an easy fix... See if that worked... No... this is worse than I thought. Hope that stabilized it... Dammit. The spike is cascading... I don't know if I can fix this... Come on... This is bad.
Peter Parker: Doctor? Uh, Doctor. I found a potential problem—
Otto Octavius: Everything has problems if you look hard enough. But fortune favors the bold. It's time to show the world what we’ve done!
Peter Parker: Otto. The neural web isn't isolating your motor neurons. It could be affecting other parts of your brain: your inhibitions, your mood... I just think we need to do some more testing.
Otto Octavius: angerly We’ve done enough testing! For the first time in my life I don't feel like a failure. I feel like me!
Peter Parker: Otto, you're not a failure. But this could permanently damage your mind. Please.
Otto Octavius: calming down Right... right.
Peter Parker: Don't worry. We’re close.
Otto Octavius: I'll keep at it... Work out some bugs... Go, go.
Peter Parker: You sure you're okay?
Otto Octavius: Yes. Thank you, Peter. For... everything.
Reporter: from a TV We now take you live to Grand Central Terminal where Mayor Osborn is about to address the media...
Norman Osborn: from a TV Martin Li is now behind bars. When I make a promise to this city. I keep it. The people of New York will soon make a daemon that could change the course of this city forever.
Otto Octavius: LIAR! destroys the TV
Norman Osborn: So when you're casting your vote, remember what I’ve done. We are all safer now than we have ever—
Otto Octavius: You have no idea what you're in for...
Reflection[]
Spider-Man: I should check on Miles.
Miles Morales: Hey, Pete.
Spider-Man: Hi, Miles. I just wanted to see how you're doing with the news about Li. Look, if you didn't want to work there anymore, May and I would understand.
Miles Morales: I did want to quit when I heard. Then I remembered what my Dad used to say... "a hero’s just a guy who doesn’t give up."
Spider-Man: That's true... assuming he's doing the right thing. I got you that job... I'd hate for you to keep doing it if you think it's wrong.
Miles Morales: The people here... nothing Martin Li did is their fault. They need help, and I'm helping them. I think Dad would want me to stay. I think he'd be proud.
Spider-Man: I know he would. And Miles... I'm proud of you too. Any time you want to talk. Just call.
Miles Morales: Thanks, Pete. I gotta go. May just gave me a list of office supplies to get. Alright, later.
Aunt May: Peter!
Peter Parker: You okay?
Aunt May: I'm getting by.
Peter Parker: I don't know how I feel about you running this place all by yourself.
Aunt May: These people need help. If I lose a few hours of sleep, so be it.
Peter Parker: Have you heard from Mr. Li since ?
Aunt May: No. But the Martin I know couldn't have done that. Whatever's become of him... that's not the one I want to remember. So. How are things with MJ?
Peter Parker: Oh it's, uh... well, y’know, she's, uh... it's, uh... it's complicated.
Aunt May: Honesty. That's what got me and Ben through the rough patches.
Peter Parker: You guys had rough patches?
Aunt May: Oh, sure. Especially when we were your age. So, are you honest with her? Does she know the real you?
Homeless Man: Hey, turn it up. I wanna hear this!
Reporter: ...a spokesperson for the police has confirmed that this was the truck carrying the device used in the Grand Central Terminal attack...
Aunt May: Oh, it never ends... Peter?
Out of the Frying Pan...[]
Yuri Watanabe: Captain Watanabe. Leave a message.
Spider-Man: Yuri— where are you? Call me when you get this. I just hope the Devil's Breath is still there... and still secure. If the Demons got to that truck... this just went from bad to catastrophic.
Police Dispatch: All units. 10–34. Repeat assault reported. Officers near Sutton Place, be on alert.
Yuri Watanabe: The Devil's Breath is gone, but we got even bigger problems. Hop no—
Spider-Man: Ryker's...? What happened?
Yuri Watanabe: It was a coordinated attack. Must’ve been planned from the outside. Every cell block is breached. We’re minutes away from every prisoner in Ryker's walking right up Fifth Avenue.
Spider-Man: What about The Raft?
Yuri Watanabe: Should be okay. It's a supermax facility better security, and a separate power grid.
Spider-Man: Good. What about Devil's Breath?
Yuri Watanabe: Sable's handling it.
Spider-Man: Do you trust them?
Yuri Watanabe: Do I have a choice?
Spider-Man: Uh-oh. throws the driver out of the truck Shoulda worn your seat belt.
Yuri Watanabe: Take ‘em out! Hurry!
Spider-Man: I’m on it.
Prisoner: Spider-Man?!
Guard: Attention all CO’s, institute lockdown procedures.
Prisoner: It’s him or us! Let’s take him!
Guard: All inmates, return to your cells. Repeat, return to your cells. This is your last warning.
Spider-Man: I think you guys need a little more "plan" in your escape plan.
Yuri Watanabe: Dammit! They got into the armory!
Spider-Man: Is that bad? That sounds bad.
Yuri Watanabe: It means some of the inmates are armed with rocket launchers.
Spider-Man: Yeah, that's bad. I'm on it.
Guard: Abandon stations. Repeat, abandon stations. Arm yourself and get the hell off the island.
Spider-Man: If you guys go back to your cells and behave, we can forget this ever happened...
Prisoner: This is our city now!
Prisoner: Incoming!
Prisoner: Hold still!
Prisoner: He ain’t so tough.
Prisoner: Grenade out!
Prisoner: Lemme go!
Prisoner: Incoming!
Yuri Watanabe: Nice. I still see a few more out in the yard.
Spider-Man: Who thought it was a good idea to bring rockets into a prison...?
Prisoner: I like it way better on this side of the bars.
Guard: Come in? This is Sergeant Hanson— anyone on this channel?
Yuri Watanabe: This is Captain Watanabe. Where are you?
Guard: Electrical access... rooftop near cellblock D... trying to restore power. That you in the chopper?
Yuri Watanabe: Affirmative. What happened here?
Guard: No idea. First the power went out— then all hell broke loose.
Yuri Watanabe: Hold tight, we'll get to you as soon as we can.
Prisoner: Guy's a frickin’ acrobat!
Yuri Watanabe: Spider-Man, can you get to that rooftop? There's an officer calling for help up there...
Spider-Man: On my way!
Guard: HEY! It's Officer Hanson! HEY!
Prisoner: The hell?
Spider-Man: Someone's trapped behind that door.
Prisoner: He's just one guy - how's he winning?
Prisoner: Felt that one, didn't you?
Guard: C’mon, man. I know somebody's out there!
Prisoner: He got Jason!
Prisoner: Show me what you got.
Guard: They're almost on top of me. GET ME OUTTA HERE! They're coming—!
Warden: via radio Where is everybody?! They're attacking my car!
Guard: Help the Warden— I'll keep working on getting the power restored.
Spider-Man: Right, I'm on it.
Guard: Hurry, before they kill him!
Prisoner: Hey, Warden! Come on out!
Prisoner: Been looking forward to this!
Prisoner: URNH! What's the matter, scared? Now you know how it feels!
Prisoner: Nobody's putting me back in a cell.
Prisoner: How ya like THIS?
Prisoner: Clear the blast zone!
Prisoner: You're done.
Prisoner: You'll pay for that!
Prisoner: He's thinnin’ us out - step it up!
Prisoner: I like it way better on this side of the bars.
Spider-Man: Gotta take ‘em all out.
Prisoner: Lemme show you what I got!
Prisoner: He’s in the air - get him!
Prisoner: Dodge this!
Spider-Man: Look out!
Yuri Watanabe: Could this get any worse?
Spider-Man: It can always get worse.
Guard: Attention staff. A-block is compromised. Get outta there guys.
Prisoner: Grenade out!
Prisoner: He’s just one guy - how’s he winning?
Yuri Watanabe: Good work— just a few left.
Prisoner: Gonna wreck you!
Prisoner: We’re droppin’ like flies - pick it up!
Yuri Watanabe: Just a couple more. They're stealing a chopper!
Spider-Man: License and registration, please.
Prisoner: Huh?
Yuri Watanabe: Okay, looks like things are somewhat under control...
Spider-Man: I thought you said The Raft was secure?!
Yuri Watanabe: It was. Let's go. Maybe it's not as bad as it looks.
Spider-Man: Love the optimism. But in my experience... when it looks bad... it's usually worse. Look out!
Spider-Man: Yuri! Gotcha. Hold on ! You okay?
Yuri Watanabe: Yeah.
Electro: Welcome to the party. Just in time for the fireworks...
Prisoner: Looks like we made parole, boys!
Spider-Man: Electro? Why is he letting everyone out?
Yuri Watanabe: I'll head for the main control center and see how bad the situation is.
Spider-Man: Everyone just quietly go back into your cell and lock the door behind you! Okay? Please?!
Prisoner: I'm gonna gut you, spider!
Intercom: Power failure in cell block C.
Prisoner: Gonna feel this!
Prisoner: Nobody's putting me back in a cell...
Prisoner: You got a death wish? I can help with that.
Prisoner: Ain’t fair!
Prisoner: We’re droppin’ like flies - pick it up!
Prisoner: It's over, punk!
Prisoner: I like it way better on this side of the bars.
Prisoner: What is that?
Intercom: Catastrophic event detected.
Spider-Man: That doesn't sound good. Hi Rhino.
Rhino: Hope you like surprise, spider.
Spider-Man: Surprise? What is he talking about?
Intercom: Unexpected power surge detected. Incident response team required. Electrical fire detected.
Yuri Watanabe: Hey, what's your status?
Spider-Man: Me? Just trapped in a prison with every criminal I’ve put away in the last eight years. No biggie.
Scorpion: This is too good to be true...
Spider-Man: Scorpion— can you hold on a minute? I was in the middle of a phone call and it was business—
Prisoner: Nobody's putting me back in a cell.
Yuri Watanabe: Lost you for a second there— you okay?
Spider-Man: Not really. Electro, Rhino, and now Scorpion are all on the loose. What's going on in the rest of the prison?
Yuri Watanabe: Camera system's almost up. I'll give you a sit rep soon.
Spider-Man: Okay. I'll keep tracking Electro...
Prisoner: Hold still!
Prisoner: What the hell?
Prisoner: Lemme show you what I got!
Prisoner: He felt that one!
Spider-Man: Phew. Whoa!
Electro: C’mon Spider-Man. I thought this was a chase!
Spider-Man: Gotta stop this guy...
Electro: You can't stop me— but I'm flattered that you're still trying.
Spider-Man: If you tell me who you're working for. I'll go easy on you! Nobody ever takes me up on that offer... Gotcha.
Spider-Man: Vulture?!
Vulture: Long time no see. We’re going to have so much f—
Electro: Still with me, huh?
Yuri Watanabe: Okay. I got the security cameras back online.
Spider-Man: How does it look?
Yuri Watanabe: Well... it looks like the entire population of The Raft has escaped. Including Martin Li. That makes FIVE of your worst enemies that are now on the loose.
Spider-Man: Ha. For a second there I thought you were serious.
Yuri Watanabe: I *am* serious. I have to go— some of them are heading into the city.
Spider-Man: This is nuts.
Intercom: System reboot failed.
Electro: Keep chasing party's almost over.
Intercom: System error... system error... system error...
Spider-Man: Electro! Stop!
Electro: How do you like my new suit?
Spider-Man: Dashing. Where'd you get it?
Electro: It's an exclusive club.
Mister Negative: Remember, he said not to kill him.
Spider-Man: Good idea. In fact, we don't have to do this at all if you don't want to—
Rhino: We definitely want to.
Spider-Man: Doctor Octavius?
Otto Octavius: First and final warning. Stay out of our way.
Otto Octavius: Each of you has a job to do. Your debts will be repaid when we’re done. Go!!!
Yuri Watanabe: There he is!
Otto Octavius: All these years, all these lies. It's over Norman. Time to give them the truth.
24 HOURS LATER
Mary Jane Watson: via TV This is Mary Jane Watson with a Daily Bugle special report on the bio-terror attack— As of this hour, the number of infected Civilians is approaching half a million.
Volunteer: May... you okay?
Aunt May: Yeah... fine. Can you... can you pass those... out for me?
Volunteer: Sure.
Mary Jane Watson: via TV: There is still no update from the NDC on the timetable for an antiserum, but they are working around the clock on a cure for this deadly disease... The city-wide quarantine is being heavily enforced. by Sable international... who maintain tight security over all transit points. Throughout the city. Police and Sable Agents continue to battle with Ryker's and Raft escapees... Meanwhile, Mayor Osborn has gone on record blaming Spider-Man for the prison break and the city-wide sickness, and branding him a fugitive. But he has yet to provide evidence... and many believe the mayor is just deflecting blame, since an exclusive report by the Bugle revealed that this disease originated in a secret, unregulated Oscorp laboratory here in Manhattan. Mayor Osborn insists that Oscorp is working with the NDC on an antiserum, but has not provided any further evidence to support this claim—
Norman Osborn: Turn it off!
Spider-Man: Dr. Octavius... why...? How did I let this happen?
Yuri Watanabe: Just got a call from the hospital... they said you went AWOL...
Spider-Man: Need to get back to work...
Yuri Watanabe: The doctors said you still have fourteen broken bones.
Spider-Man: Which means I have one hundred and ninety two *non* broken ones. Thanks for taking care of me, by the way.
Yuri Watanabe: The hard part was keeping you hidden from Sable. They've branded you a ‘priority target’ you know.
Spider-Man: I humbly accept the honor. What is happening to our city, Yuri?
Yuri Watanabe: I don't know. Feels like the end of the world. Maybe it is.
Act 3[]
...Into the Fire[]
Spider-Man: I'm here to help.
Yuri Watanabe: Good. There's gangs of escaped prisoners banding together and taking over entire city blocks. Looting, strong-arming local residents, you name it.
Spider-Man: I'll take care of ‘em. What else you got?
Yuri Watanabe: The mayor told Silver Sable to do whatever it takes to find Li and Octavius. So she's just rounding people up indiscriminately, holding them captive in bases around the city. I’ve even heard rumors of enhanced interrogation tactics.
Spider-Man: You mean torture. Don't worry. I'm on it. This is our city Yuri— it's time we take it back.
Yuri Watanabe: Great. My men are tracking the super villains; I'll update you when we make progress. For now do your best to stabilize the city.
Aunt May: Peter! I’ve been trying to reach you all day – are you OK? The prison break turned the city upside down overnight.
Spider-Man: I'm fine May - staying safe. I'm more worried about you.
Aunt May: Oh no - don't you do that. F.E.A.S.T. IS the safest place in the city right now. Our sister locations uptown - not so much. But we’re safe and secure down here.
Spider-Man: Let's hope it stays that way. I'll stop by when I can, May. Love you.
Aunt May: You too, Peter.
Yuri Watanabe: Spider-Man. The Raft MVPs are back on the grid, laying siege to our police precincts. My men need your help - now. Get to a vantage point in midtown and I'll explain.
Spider-Man: On my way. Is it Octavius?
Yuri Watanabe: No. Two of his flunkies. Still searching for the Doctor. I have to be honest... that one scares me. Might be the smartest Super Villain I’ve ever encountered.
Spider-Man: Yeah... that's what I'm worried about. Hold tight, Captain.
Spider-Man: OK captain. Got eyes on - fill me in.
Yuri Watanabe: Rhino's assaulting the Upper West Precinct; Electro's at the Upper East. We need you to turn the tide. Head to either - they're both equally screwed.
Aunt May: Peter, are you available? We need help at F.E.A.S.T.’s Sister site uptown.
Spider-Man: The Veteran’s Center in Harlem? What’s wrong?
Aunt May: Men from Ryker’s are demanding food and supplies. The staff are barricaded inside, but they need help. Miles and I are headed there to evacuate the staff.
Spider-Man: Don’t do anything until I get there, May. I’ll meet you in Harlem. May sounds exhausted, really hope she isn’t sick. Need to help Yuri, then get to Harlem. Yuri: I’m nearing the Upper East precinct.
Yuri Watanabe: Good - Electro and the Demons are boxing my men in... The set up is... complicated. You’ll understand when you get there.
Spider-Man: Yuri Watanabe: master of suspense.
Spider-Man: This isn’t good. Transformers are charging the building, trapping the police inside. Yuri. "Complicated" was an understatement. I'm gonna have to disable these transformers to free your men.
Yuri Watanabe: Even if you manage that, they'll still need your help with the Demons.
Spider-Man: That's why I'm here - ready to serve all your electricity-and-Demon related needs. Five transformers total. Loading them up with webbing should cause them to overheat... Four more of these suckers... How did they even get that thing attached? And it can't be easy to fly like that - did they train specifically for this one obscure scenario? So many questions. Two down, three to go, o Man. I did not miss dealing with Electro's elaborate Super Villain antics while he was in The Raft. Trapping the police with a network of energy transformers... who does that?
Demon: We must keep the transformers safe!
Spider-Man: Only 1 more... Police are free, but Demons aren't backing down; need to lend a hand.
Demon: This city will fear us.
Demon: How's he doing that?
Demon: Slow him down!
Demon: Don't back down!
Demon: Grenade!
Demon: Break him!
Demon: What'd he hit us with?!
Demon: He's hurt!
Demon: Clear the area!
Demon: Do not get in our way.
Demon: Defeat is unacceptable!
Demon: He's wounded!
Demon: Close in!
Demon: We need support!
Spider-Man: Yuri: your men are safe. What's next?
Yuri Watanabe: Get to the Upper West Side. We’re trying to shelter civilians, but Rhino isn't making it easy.
Spider-Man: He never does. On my way.
Prisoner: I see you down there. Officer Daws! You can't hide!
Spider-Man: Miles left a voicemail...
Miles Morales: Pete! Hey. Pete. Hey, May wanted me to call you. Things at the Veteran's Center are not good. Convicts are trying to break down the doors. Mary Jane's here but we’re getting people out through the basement; we need more help. I hope you can get here soon.
Spider-Man: I need finish with the precincts fast and get to Harlem. We’re gonna need a bigger transport van.
Spider-Man: Rhino's on the move, but former guests of Rykers are laying into your police barricades. I'm going to even the odds.
Yuri Watanabe: Do it. If those barricades fall, the people inside are done for.
Police Officer: Keep pushing - don't let them through the barricade! Thanks, Spider-Man - help our men at the other barricades!
Spider-Man: Never seen Rhino walk away from a fight like this... he must be working on orders from Dr. Octavius. Making quick hit-and-runs on the city's emergency response teams.
Police Officer: Hold the line! People inside are counting on you.
Police Officer: Thanks Spidey! Get to the other barricade they need you!
Police Officer: Hey! Everyone cover Spider-Man! He can't do this alone!
Prisoner: Keep it up - they're gonna break!
Police Officer: Keep at it Spider-Man - you're turning the tide!
Police Officer: Spider-Man! Up top! Convict's launching RPGs - they'll bring down the building!
Spider-Man: Not gonna let that happen; I'm on it. One roof clear.
Prisoner: Nice to see you, Spider! How about some payback for puttin’ me away?
Sable Agent: Priority target acquired. Proceeding to pacify.
Spider-Man: There are easier ways to ask for an autograph. Jetpacks? Who thought it was a good idea to give these guys jetpacks? Guys: we’re on the same team! At least wait to attack me til after we take out the convicts!
Sable Agent: All lawbreakers will be pacified.
Spider-Man: "Pacify." Anyone else feeling very "1984" right now? Oh, just me? Come on, anybody? Did you guys design those little energy bola things just for me? I'm both flattered and horrified. That's it for Sable's airborne commandos; now to mop up the rest of the Ryker's escapees. Yuri. Precinct is secure. And I just found out what it means to be Sable's "priority target." Not fun.
Yuri Watanabe: That’ll teach you to piss off international mercenaries.
Spider-Man: Guess so. OK - I need to sign off for a bit - call me if things go south.
Yuri Watanabe: Will do. And thanks - you've given us a fighting chance.
Spider-Man: OK. Need to hustle to F.E.A.S.T.’s Sister Site in Harlem and help May.
Mary Jane Watson: Peter! Thank god - we need you at the Veteran's Center - where are you?
Spider-Man: I got held up - are you OK? What's happening?
Mary Jane Watson: The convicts started a fire! We got the building staff out, but May and Miles are trapped inside. I'm trying to find a way in to them but the fire's spreading so fast...
Spider-Man: Stay where you are, MJ. I'll handle this. Damn it - move it Pete - move!
Mary Jane Watson: Peter! Fire and rescue's on the way, and I found a fire escape that’ll get me -
Spider-Man: MJ, stay back! Don't want to have to rescue you too -
Mary Jane Watson: Peter don't be crazy want for help!
Spider-Man: May? MAY!
Miles Morales: Help! here! We’re over here! I’ve got you...
Spider-Man: Hang on!
Miles Morales: Aunt May you all right?
Spider-Man: Get to the window!
Miles Morales: It's too far!
Spider-Man: Hold on.
Mary Jane Watson: Just... Brace yourselves!
Mary Jane Watson: Come on you stupid piece of - Come on - May - I’ve got you!
Aunt May: Oh my god...
Mary Jane Watson: Miles, come on! We’ve got you!
Spider-Man: Is May... OK?
Mary Jane Watson: Everyone's safe.
Spider-Man: MJ. If it weren't for you and Miles. I would’ve been -
Mary Jane Watson: -as dead as I would’ve been 8 ½ thousand times you saved me. Pretty sure I still owe you a few.
Spider-Man: Heh — Oww... That's smart...
Mary Jane Watson: Hey. I'm sorry I screwed things up. It's just... hard being the one who always gets saved, you know? Sometimes I want to do the saving.
Spider-Man: I'm sorry I made you feel like you couldn't. Still partners?
Mary Jane Watson: Always.
Miles Morales: Hey... uh, so I didn't know if, uh, you wanted sparkling, or flat or spring or mountain spring so I got one of each. Am I... interrupting?
Spider-Man: No. Um. MJ - Ms. Watson and I were just talking strategy.
Miles Morales: Strategy?
Mary Jane Watson: That's right. The city's in danger. It needs our help.
Spider-Man: *All* of our help.
Miles Morales: Alright well. Call the play, coach.
Spider-Man: OK. Divide and conquer. Ms. Watson - we need an antiserum for Devil's Breath. Oscorp's developing something, but there's no way they can keep it safe from Octavius and Li. We need to fund the cure, and protect it. Miles - you need to be my eyes and ears at F.E.A.S.T. Anything goes wrong, call me. We need to keep that place and the people there safe.
Miles Morales: Alright, you've got it... what are you gonna do?
Spider-Man: A gang of costumed nut-jobs is taking the city apart piece by piece. Time I return the favor.
Miles Morales: Alright... Hey wait - um, how do I call you? I mean do you have like, a cellphone in your... .in your pockets, or something?
Spider-Man: Ms. Watson can give you my number. Good luck, team.
Miles Morales: You have his number... are you... Spider-Man's girlfriend? That would be so cool if-
Mary Jane Watson: Come on, Sherlock. Show me what you've got in this water smorgasbord...
Picking up the Trail[]
Spider-Man: City feels a *little* more under control... Miles is watching F.E.A.S.T MJ is tracking a Devil's Breath cure... Time for me to focus on funding Otto, and stopping whatever he has planned. Yuri. we need to start tracking the big boys. Still no leads on Octavius?
Yuri Watanabe: No, nothing. Forensics can't even do a sweep of Times Square - everyone in that department but the intern is sick.
Spider-Man: I might be able to turn something up; let you know what I find.
Police Officer: Spider-Man - here to lend a hand?
Spider-Man: Thought you might need one officer.
Police Officer: You don't know the half of it - never seen anything like this Devil's Breath stuff. Forensics is havin’ a hell of a time.
Spider-Man: News reports say this is where Otto released Devil's Breath... might’ve left some residue I can track... Hmm some residue on this sign. Maybe I can isolate it. AT-rich leader sequence... this looks promising. Oscorp's modified Cpf1. Definitely Devil's Breath. Should be able to track the dispersal path now... Trail goes in a few directions; need to find the right one.
Man on the street: How long's it gonna be closed for?
Police Officer: Really can't say, sir.
Man: Freakin’ spooky in there.
Spider-Man: No good; dead end.
Police Officer: Spider-Man, hey!
Police Officer: You get that crazy octopus guy who did this, you hear me?
Police Officer 2: You here when it happened?
Spider-Man: Vapor trail heads up that building... Trail jumps between these buildings... Trail leads down into those vents... what was Otto doing up here? Should be a door or an access hatch around here...
Spider-Man: Well this is moody... Must be some way to hit the lights... Let there be light... whoa. Was Otto using this as a staging ground? Chaos of the prison break would’ve been perfect cover to move in. Otto's rage is driving him. The neural interface is exacerbating it... but his hate is genuine. He'll destroy the whole city to hurt Norman... Martin Li... can't believe this is the same man I knew at F.E.A.S.T... Looks like Otto recorded messages for his crew...
Otto Octavius: Oh Martin. When I first realized it was you targeting Osborn these past weeks I was shocked and saddened. But then, as the situation evolved before my eyes I felt inspired. You took the bold steps I had always dreamed of, Martin, and you took them without hesitation. I am honored now to join you on this path towards true justice.
Spider-Man: Seems like Otto and Li have more of a history than I thought... how long have they known each other?
Otto Octavius: Norman. Feel like I can't turn around without seeing his face. He smiles for the cameras, collects his accolades... and keeps his boat heel pressed against my neck. Why can't anyone else see how selfish he is? How reckless? How... evil? If only they could be made to see the Norman I know... the man behind the mask...
Spider-Man: Looks like Otto's been studying Sable's tech for weaknesses. Good ol’ Rhino. My second favorite Russian.
Otto Octavius: Aleksei. I’ve followed your career with great interest. The world sees you as a witless dullard; I see a warrior with a poet's heart. I know you desire freedom from the battle suit you're sealed inside. Help me achieve my goals, and freedom shall be yours.
Spider-Man: Otto developed a corrosive to free Rhino from his suit. A certain government agency spent years trying and failing to do that... only it took Otto a few days... Mac Gargan AKA Scorpion AKA Crazy Pants McCrazy.
Otto Octavius: It's rare for me to admit this Mr. Gargan — clearing your debts was more difficult than I anticipated. You are in arrears to some... demanding individuals. But, once the reservoir job is finished, your financial obligations will be finished as well. Otto Octavius is nothing if not persuasive.
Spider-Man: Scorpion's helping Otto in exchange for a clean slate - criminal record expunged, gambling debts erased. Old man Vulture... I’ve tangled with him more than anyone else here...
Otto Octavius: Adrian, what bitter irony that your miraculous Wings should have wrought such horrors on your body. Thankfully, you are now working for me. When our work is settled, the treatment I’ve developed *will* cure you. You won't shuffle off this mortal coil just yet, my friend.
Spider-Man: Power source for Vulture's wings gave him spinal cancer... and Otto is developing an experimental treatment to save him... Electro. Total live wire, that one.
Otto Octavius: Max. When you first conveyed your dream to me I thought you insane. Pure energy? Heh heh... But as I dove deeper into the problem. I discovered a way to give us both what we desire. I promise you, when we are done, you *will* be pure energy. Or so close to it as to make the difference irrelevant.
Spider-Man: Electro's big pipe dream is to become "pure energy." Doc actually managed to modify his harness to get a little closer to that goal... What's this now... Otto must’ve used this map to plan, but it's blank... unless there's something here I'm missing... U.V. bulb... Hmm nothing happened. Must be a way to get that lamp on... There we go. Hidden markings. Otto's tasked the villains to destroy Oscorp holdings throughout the city... he's trying to take apart Norman's empire piece by piece... Li's going after the Devil's Breath antiserum using something called Icarus? What's Vulture doing in Times Square? Need to keep my guard up... Electro's disabling Oscorp power plants... makes sense. Rhino's targeting Oscorp's shoreline properties... which is he hitting first, and why? Scorpion must be trying to poison the city's reservoir... another Oscorp-owned property. Seems like the last stage of the plan is a direct assault on Oscorp... and, most likely, Norman...
Otto Octavius: Oscorp has snaked itself throughout the city – power, communication, public safety. Norman made his company essential, but also fragile. If a disaster were to occur, and a few small pressure points were tweaked, it would all fall apart. The public would see Norman for what he is: a leech on their lives. Yes... just a few simple steps, and he would be ruined forever.
Otto Octavius: How many men would I need... well let's see. First: some kind of disaster. A hurricane, an earthquake, or... a plague. Next: assaults on Oscorp's power grid and emergency relief. Send the city into chaos. Let people see the truth about Norman. Yes... just a handful of men. No more than a half dozen. A Sinister Six...
Otto Octavius: Martin has been arrested. Norman looks pleased. Believes he's safe. He has no idea: he's just put all the rotten eggs a man might need into a single basket. With Martin in Raft... alongside Scorpion, Rhino, Vulture and Electro...a single swift kick is all it would take to send those eggs tumbling down the hill. Straight at Oscorp...and Norman. Yes... just one small kick... I think it's time for me to lace up my boots, and climb up the hill...
Otto Octavius: This is my final recording. Peter, if you're listing to this, please know that I did what I thought was just. It may have been extreme... but when it comes to Norman, half-measures will never do. Of all that I risk by taking this next step, the loss of our friendship will pain me the most. I hope that if we meet again... it will not be on opposite sides.
Spider-Man: "Icarus" - this is it.
Otto Octavius: Hello, Spider-Man. We’ve never been properly introduced. I'm -
Spider-Man: Otto Octavius. There is no "Icarus" is there?
Otto Octavius: No. Martin needs no assistance to secure the antiserum. "Icarus" was a ruse to get you into position.
Spider-Man: Into position...?
Vulture: Need a lift? So refreshing to work for a man like Octavius! Backup plans for his backup plans!
MJ : Pete? Are you OK? What's happening?
Spider-Man: Traffic's rough. Listen: Li's gunning for the antiserum. We need to find Oscorp's Devil's Breath lab before he does.
Mary Jane Watson: On it right now. I'm pulling every building permit in the city - if there's a record of the lab, I'll find it.
Spider-Man: That's great! OK - ugh - talk soon, MJ.
Electro: Trap failed?
Vulture: Softened him up. Time for Plan B.
Electro: Teamwork's beautiful, ain‘t it? Helpin’ ya reach those unattainable goals - like killin’ Spider-Man!
Spider-Man: That was almost heart-warming. Electro. You really grew in prison, didn't you? Missed me, missed me, now you gotta - y’know what, forget I said anything. He's stunned— now's my chance! Need to web the transformer he's over.
Electro: Argh – V! You're up!
Spider-Man: Yo Adrian - it's me, Spider-Man!
Vulture: What are you babbling about?
Spider-Man: Nobody ever gets my jokes.
Vulture: Our long feud ends tonight, insect.
Spider-Man: Feud? Thought we had a healthy give-and-take. Man have I misread this relationship.
Vulture: Looks like that hurt!
Spider-Man: Need to get him to drop his guard first.
Vulture: Nothing more than luck... You won't do that again!
Electro: Spider-Man - I must break you.
Spider-Man: You got it! You got my joke! I'm so happy I could almost stop fighting! Almost! Gotta be honest: liked it better when you two were loners.
Electro: Amazing what a little teamwork can achieve, ain’t it?
Vulture: The Vigor of youth, the Wisdom of experience. A fine pairing.
Spider-Man: He's disabled: now's my chance. Just like oil and water. Sure.
Vulture: Looks like that hurt! He doesn't stand a chance.
Electro: Yeah, yeah - we got this!
Spider-Man: Again, hate to be the pessimist, but I don't think you guys are assessing this situation accurately.
If Electro is defeated first:[]
Spider-Man: One down, one to go. How many times have we done this dance. Adrian? A dozen? Two dozen?
Vulture: Once too many. Tonight will be your last waltz. Nothing more than luck... Next time you're mine! You won't do that again!
If Vulture is defeated first:[]
Spider-Man: Should check on Sparky.
Electro: You might've gotten the old man, but I'm gonna get you.
Spider-Man: Confidence - I like it. Unreasonable. Unjustified. But still confident. Good on ya.
Electro: *Manaical Laughter*
Electro: You know I'm just messin with you now, right?
Otto Octavius: via handsfree: What's happening?
Spider-Man: Electro's been grounded.
Otto Octavius: Spider-Man, I presume? If you really cared about this city you'd be helping me expose Osborn for the criminal he is!
Spider-Man: By killing innocent people?
Otto Octavius: I would’ve restored the power!
Spider-Man: You're sick. You need help.
Otto Octavius: I have all the help I need. And we are not stop until Norman gets that he deserves.
Spider-Man: Hate it when they team up. Just need to catch my breath...
Streets of Poison[]
Spider-Man: What time... oh man. Need to update Yuri... Yuri. Vulture and Electro are down; four to go.
Yuri Watanabe: I saw - also noticed a rooftop in Times Square exploded. Wouldn't happen to be related, would it?
Spider-Man: Nothing gets by you. It was Octavius’ staging ground - he's using the villains to pull apart Oscorp. Vulture and Electro were targeting power plants. Scorpion's going after water treatment. Not sure about Rhino yet, something along the shoreline.
Yuri Watanabe: That's good enough to start. I assume you're going after Scorpion?
Spider-Man: Yeah, city's already on the brink. If we lose clean water, we might never come back. I'll update you when I make progress.
Yuri Watanabe: Sounds like a plan.
Spider-Man: I should check on Miles.
Miles Morales: Hey, Pete. You okay?
Spider-Man: That's what I was gonna ask you. I'm fine, but you and May are in the middle of it.
Miles Morales: We’re busy, but people need help. And I'd rather be doing something than waiting around for somebody else to fix things, y’know?
Spider-Man: Yeah. I heard that. Just make sure you protect yourself - mask and gloves. And rest every now and then. All that goes double for May.
Miles Morales: Nobody can make that woman take a break when she doesn't want to. But I'll do my best.
Spider-Man: Thanks, Miles. Give May my love... and be safe.
Spider-Man: There's the reservoir... but no sign of Scorpion. Better take a closer look. If I was a mercenary dressed like a scorpion, where would I be...
Scorpion: Behind you.
Scorpion: Me, I'd end it now. But Octavius is paying, and he wants to torture you... which I respect.
Spider-Man: Damn it... what did he inject me with?
Spider-Man: Whoa... what the... Is that... a sea of poison? Can't be... This can't be real... must be the poison... but I can't take any chances... Gotta get to higher ground, then analyze whatever he injected me with. Okay, should be safe for a minute. Need to analyze the neurotoxin so I can create an antidote. Scorpion's made some upgrades. Hallucinogenic neurotoxin... my brains create nightmares that my body thinks are real. I have to create the antidote, fast. First I need a natural steroid extract from an Eclipta alba plant should do the trick. ESU's greenhouse is nearby. Hope it's in season... There's the greenhouse! Eclipta alba should be inside the greenhouse... There it is. Huh? Where'd it go? Is this real or in my mind?
Otto Octavius: It can be both.
Spider-Man: Doc?
Otto Octavius: It's just the hallucinations intensifying. You can get through this.
Spider-Man: Doc? Y-you sound...
Otto Octavius: Like I did before the neural interface affected my mind. My obsessions were always there, but the interface allowed me to fully embrace them.
Spider-Man: I have to fix this. Fix you. Somehow.
Otto Octavius: Ah, Peter, always trying to shoulder the responsibility, even when there's no hope. I can't tell you how many times your unfettered optimism has kept me going when things looked bleak. I'll miss being with you, I really will.
Spider-Man: I'm sorry, Doc. I'm so sorry.
Otto Octavius: Yes, yes. You're sorry, and yet you let it happen. Makes one wonder where your priorities lie. I mean, if I was really that important to you, why would you let me destroy myself?
Spider-Man: I can help you it's the neural web, it's affecting your mind.
Otto Octavius: You mean the neural web you helped create. The hard truth is *you* did this to me. Without your help, I would have never done any of those terrible things.
Spider-Man: I... should’ve seen what was happening to you... never left you alone with those arms.
Otto Octavius: Good luck, I wish I could offer you more help... stay strong, Peter.
Spider-Man: There's the Eclipta alba... WHAAAH! The plants buy me time, but I need an antitoxin to mix a permanent antidote. One of Harry's research stations was developing a synthetic atropine gotta get there fast. Giant deadly scorpion tails... lovely. Thanks, brain.
Scorpion: How you feeling, spider? Raw panic crawling up your spine?
Spider-Man: Scorpion?
Spider-Man: How’d you get this number?
Scorpion: Always asking the least interesting questions. It's "not how’m I calling you?" it's "*am* I calling you"? Maybe I'm just the favored screams of your dying brain...
Spider-Man: Real or no, when I cure this poison. I'm coming for you, Mac.
Scorpion: Hahaha! Big talk from the little bug. Have fun chasing pink elephants.
Spider-Man: I don't even want to know what Freud would make of those. There's the research station. Need that atropine— Atropine's right there... Atropine's gone... Not again...
Otto Octavius: You're too late. Just as you were too late to help me.
Spider-Man: This isn't you, Doc!
Otto Octavius: Ah, but it IS me. The "me" polite society found inconvenient. The parts of myself I suppressed. But you helped me break those chains!
Spider-Man: I-I'm sorry... I'll find a way to help you. I swear it!
Otto Octavius: Stop deluding yourself. You never help anyone. The poison isn't in you - you ARE the poison! Everyone you touch suffers.
Spider-Man: Stop running from me! Let me try!
Otto Octavius: I want nothing from you. You're a failure! At life, love, career! You bring nothing but pain!
Spider-Man: No, stop! I'm not giving up on you! Please. Just talk to me - I can help you!
Otto Octavius: So you can treat me like all the rest - containing me? Suffocating me? I will let my genius shine on its own! I saw you, Peter. Taking notes. Stealing ideas - a rat in my own lab. To think I called you a friend.
Spider-Man: I AM your friend, Otto, please. I always supported you, I always will.
Otto Octavius: Supported me by stealing my ideas to Norman, by sabotaging my greatest works. Don't think I didn't see, don't think I didn't know!
Spider-Man: Please Doc, please...
Otto Octavius: I had such high hopes for you, Peter. Such lofty ambitions. You could have been a great scientist. But you lacked will. Always scattered. Always late.
Spider-Man: I.. I tried Doc. I wanted to be there but..
Otto Octavius: But, but, but what?! Excuses! Endless excuses. I didn't hire a research assistant. I hired a lazy leech. A boy playing at being a man.
Spider-Man: No... that's not true. No...
Otto Octavius: If you had been there for the grant committee... or for the pre-check... or for our endless fittings. If you had ever been there... maybe I wouldn't have had to take action.
Spider-Man: Please Doc, there's still time to turn back. Still time to heal.
Otto Octavius: And do what? Crawl back to that pitiful lab - toss tennis balls with my incompetent assistant? No! Now it is my time for greatness. You'll not hold me back again! Stay away Parker! I won't be sabotaged by you again!
Spider-Man: There it is... the atropine. WHAAAH! Got the atropine. Now I just need to mix up the antidote. Looks like I'm headed back to the lab.
Scorpion: Still with us?
Spider-Man: And nearly cured. Sorry to bust up your plans.
Scorpion: Oh webs, don't worry. Plenty of surprises left for you. We'll be seeing each other again real Scorpion soon.
Spider-Man: Count on it.
Spider-Man: M-made it... somehow. But I'm running out of time... I need to mix the antidote. Finally... AARRGH!
Doc Ock: I think not. You're in my domain now. You're just like Osborn! Trying to steal my genius! Everything that happens now is your fault! I knew you were laughing at me! All of you, behind my back!
Scorpion: Thought I forgot about you?
Spider-Man: Scorpion? Are you even real?
Scorpion: Hold still. I'll show you.
Spider-Man: When he stops, maybe I can hit him. That gave me an opening. Another hallucination. At least he had an imaginary glass jaw.
Scorpion: Not gonna be that easy!
Spider-Man: Sure it is. Now I know you're the poison trying to distract me. Bring it on When he stops, maybe I can hit him. One down. Can't let him get to me. Got him. The world would be better off Without you. And you know it! Nice. Just a few more left. Another one down.
Scorpion: Some hero. Everyone you ever met suffers.
Spider-Man: It's like fighting internet trolls: knock one down, another pops up. One more...
Scorpion: If I was your uncle. I would’ve jumped in front of a bullet too!
Spider-Man: My inner voice has really developed an attitude. He's hard to hit when he's moving. Hope that's the last of ‘em... I can barely stand up. There’s the equipment I need. Finally... I’m running out of time. I’m running out of time I can feel it. I think I did it...
Spider-Man: Where’d my suit go? I think I took decontamination a little too far. Better put some clothes on... Much better. Let’s just go ahead and forget that ever happened.
Supply Run[]
Spider-Man: Head’s still foggy. Need to work the last of this poison out of my system before I tackle the other villains. Good time to go on patrol. MJ hey. You mind if I toss a kinda thorny ethical question at you? When is it OK to give up on a friend?
Mary Jane Watson: Oh wow, Pete. Thinking of Otto?
Spider-Man: That obvious, huh?
Mary Jane Watson: Yeah; understandable though. Man... the high minded, generous part of me wants to say "never" - being a true friend means being there, even when people lose their way... but with what Otto's done... I just don't know Pete. I guess you have to decide if the Otto Octavius you knew is still in there or not... maybe if he was ever even in there at all...
Spider-Man: Yeah... yeah. Thanks MJ. I gotta process some stuff. I think.
Mary Jane Watson: Call me any time Pete. I'm here for you.
Spider-Man: OK. I need to get after Scorpion but... I haven't seen Aunt May face to face since the fire. Think I can afford a quick pit stop at F.E.A.S.T.
Aunt May: Right over here - until Miles gets back, the best thing we can do is keep everyone fed... Oh Peter! It is so good to see you. How are you - healthy?
Peter Parker: I'm good, how are you holding up, May?
Aunt May: Good, but busy-
Aunt May: Oh! Let me g- bends in pain
Peter Parker: Whoa there.
Aunt May: I'm okay.
Peter Parker: Didn't you tell me something once about accepting that I'm human, just like everyone else?
Aunt May: You and Ben. Masters at turning my own words against me. I'm fine, Peter. Just a little rundown.
Peter Parker: Where's Miles? Could he help out?
Aunt May: He's off picking up medical supplies from the relief center. It's amazing how quickly we go through antibiotics.
Peter Parker: You stay off your feet for a bit I'll organize the unloading and check in with Miles deal?
Aunt May: Deal. Give me a chance to nurse my wounded Parker pride.
Peter Parker: Come on Miles – answer. Don't make me worry about you AND May...
Miles Morales: Quiet... quiet. So much for "a milk run"... How did a bunch of convicts even do this? Looks like an exploding bulldozer went through here... Can't turn back... F.E.A.S.T, needs those antibiotics...
Prisoner: You hear the sound his head made when the big guy hit him?
Prisoner: Need something to smash...
Miles Morales: Need to distract him... Hacking app should work...
Prisoner: Heard something.
Miles Morales: Time to move.
Prisoner: Must’ve imagined it.
Miles Morales: Should be able to hop that wall... Medical container's in that tent; maybe this’ll be easy.
Prisoner: You see the way he came through here?
Miles Morales: Gauze...
Prisoner: Nada.
Miles Morales: iodine...
Prisoner: Guess I'm hearing things...
Miles Morales: ...but no antibiotics. Need to keep looking.
Prisoner: Both of ‘em are. Glad they’re on our side.
Prisoner: This is my kind of gentrification.
Prisoner: You two! Get over here.
Prisoner: Alright alright already.
Prisoner: Who’s there?
Prisoner: This can stop right now. Just give us the locations and schedules for your supply runs.
Miles Morales: More supplies over here. Need to get past these guys.
Prisoner: Someone there?
Saber Agent: I don’t have that infor-
Prisoner: Believe me, I hate watchin’ Benson wall on ya. Turns my stomach.
Prisoner: Why're the super dudes so set on takin’ out these relief centers?
Prisoner: The wind I guess.
Prisoner: Nada.
Prisoner: Somethin’ about Osborn. They wanna show how weak he is, that he can't protect the city.
Prisoner: I wish someone would make a move on us.
Prisoner: Getting antsy.
Prisoner: Sounds like a lotta drama. Long as they let us keep all the supplies we find, I don't care.
Prisoner: Yeah man. This stuff’ll be worth a fortune on the black market.
Prisoner: Come on, let's keep diggin’ through it.
Prisoner: Sable guys give up the depot locations?
Prisoner: Eventually, yeah. Gotta lay off the coffee.
Prisoner: Now the big guy's takin’ the stations out all by himself.
Prisoner: Dude's a walkin’ a-bomb.
Prisoner: It's that Russian blood, man. Makes ‘im crazy.
Prisoner: That’s offensive. My grandma’s Russian.
Prisoner: Your grandma? Doesn’t that mean you’re Russian too?
Prisoner: What... no... man don’t talk about my family, all right?
Prisoner: Can’t afford to get spooked. What’s that?
Miles Morales: Another supply tent. Crossing fingers. Couple trauma kits, but no antibiotics. Gotta be somewhere... Gotta avoid that sniper...
Prisoner: Looks they’re gonna divvy up the supplies.
Prisoner: Ohhh boy.
Prisoner: They better not try to short us.
Prisoner: Hey you guys better not try to short us!
Prisoner: Bro, relax. Everybody gets a take. Nobody’s tryin’ to short you.
Prisoner: That's just what they say when they're tryin’ to short you.
Prisoner: Dude, please don't embarrass me. Chill. Please.
Prisoner: I'm watchin’ these Jokers. Oh yeah. I'm watchin’ ‘em.
Prisoner: Gettin’ paranoid.
Prisoner: I heard that!
Miles Morales: More supplies... Come on crate, be the one... Amoxicillin. Perfect.
Saber Agent: Reloading - cover me!
Miles Morales: That is a very large man. Found the exploding bulldozer...
Rhino: Supply routes and schedules. Now.
Rhino: Ya skazal- I said...
Scorpion: Gentlemen- I apologize. My associate is... Inelegant. He doesn't understand the fine art of persuasion.
Sable Agent: STOP! We'll talk. WE’LL TALK.
Miles Morales: Did not need to see that...
Rhino: What was that?
Scorpion: Check it. Now.
Miles Morales: Don't think he saw me. Time to get outta here.
Rhino: Whoever is here, come out!
Rhino: I have not time for this.
Miles Morales: That tunnel - maybe I can sneak beneath him...
Rhino: Come out small one... We are having fun with lights now? I will have fun with your face. Come out and I promise not to cruuush you.
Miles Morales: Please don't see me, please don't see me...
Rhino: Where are you? Play no games with me.
Miles Morales: Only way forward is right past him...
Rhino: You test my patience. Come out- NOW!
Miles Morales: Wait for it...
Rhino: I do not need this...
Miles Morales: Go!
Rhino: Where.
Miles Morales: Whoa - close.
Rhino: Are.
Miles Morales: Too close.
Rhino: YOU.
Miles Morales: Gotta be getting close to the exit...
Rhino: No. More. GAMES! Where. Are. YOU!
Miles Morales: Oh. Man. OK... I gotta get outta here.
Rhino: No. HIDING!
Miles Morales: Maybe if I get up there I'll be safe...
Rhino: When I find you I will CRUSH YOU!
Miles Morales: There - that container. That's my exit.
Rhino: You cannot HIDE!
Miles Morales: Need to get him to clear the opening... Go go.
Rhino: COME OUT!
Miles Morales: Go go.
Rhino: It is chase of goose. I hate chase of goose!!!
Miles Morales: Should let May know I have these.
Man: Get off me!
Prisoner: Just give us the wallet.
Prisoner: Give it ta us, man!
Man: Help!
Miles Morales: Hey! Leave him alone!
Prisoner: Big mistake, kid.
Miles Morales: You can't just push people around like that.
Prisoner: Oh what, like this?
Prisoner: Ha! Kid's got guts.
Miles Morales: Alright... Hips squared...
Prisoner: The hell's he saying?
Prisoner: Not gonna say anything in a second-
Prisoner: Whoa.
Miles Morales: You... want a taste?
Prisoner: Naw I'm good, kid.
Miles Morales: "Want a taste?" I gotta work on my fight banter...
Peter Parker: Miles? Hey - I’ve been trying to reach you, you OK?
Miles Morales: Hey. So uh... don't freak out, but um... I got to fill you in on some stuff...
Heavy Hitter[]
Spider-Man: Incredible work, Miles. Stick close to F.E.A.S.T. - if the convicts get desperate, they may try to raid the shelter.
Miles Morales: Way ahead of you. Anything else happens here, I'll let you know.
Spider-Man: Great - thanks Miles. Yuri. Figured out Rhino's deal: he's attacking Oscorp's relief centers.
Yuri Watanabe: Think I know which one he's hitting next: reports of a possible earthquake and/or demolition derby at the Harlem center.
Spider-Man: Sounds like our boy. Headed there now.
Yuri Watanabe: You holding up OK?
Spider-Man: Tired. But hanging in there.
Yuri Watanabe: We'll get through this. Keep the faith.
Spider-Man: Hey MJ, what's up - you OK?
Mary Jane Watson: I'm fine. Combing through Oscorp records. Hey, this is random but... you remember that trip we took to Staten island with Harry?
Spider-Man: To find the "best pizza in the city?" Yeah, ten hour odyssey for burnt toast with cold American cheese, how could I forget?
Mary Jane Watson: Something about all these old Oscorp files made that day pop into my head... Harry was so excited about riding the ferry just made me think about how much simpler things were back then. No jobs. No Super Villains. We could throw away a whole day looking for bad pizza just cause. Now it feels like if we take a nap, the world will fall apart.
Spider-Man: Yeah. This adult thing is rough... but I guess the work we do means today's kids can have their own Staten island adventures. In safety. Kind of a circle of life thing.
Mary Jane Watson: Circle of Bad Pizza. Yeah, you're right. That's a good way to look at it. Thanks Pete.
Spider-Man: Pick on someone your own size, Rhino.
Rhino: There is no one my size, pauk spider.
Spider-Man: Or maybe we could just... talk it out? Rhino, what's with the team up? Thought you were a loner.
Rhino: Means and ends, pauk spider. All of life is means and ends.
Spider-Man: So what's the end for these particular means?
Rhino: Freedom! True freedom. No more suit. No more "Rhino."
Spider-Man: Aww. I always liked the suit. So distinctive.
Rhino: Be thankful, pauk spider. Without suit I make less trouble for you.
Spider-Man: But what about our stimulating battle-side chats?
Rhino: You are funny, malen’kiy little one. I am almost sorry to destroy your tiny face. Almost.
Spider-Man: Look out, Rhino! Poachers!
Rhino: You are not FUNNY!!
Spider-Man: OK Rhino. Let's wrap this-
Scorpion: Never send an 8-ton infant to do a man's job - let's finish this.
Spider-Man: Aw, Scorps, love ya but you do know it's rude to cut in, right?
Scorpion: What were you gonna do if I didn't show up? Beg him to give up?
Rhino: Yes Gargan. That is exactly what I would have done.
Spider-Man: Aww. Like an old married couple, you two.
Rhino: Move it Gargan!
Scorpion: Stupid OAF!
Rhino: YOU are in MY way!
Spider-Man: So you guys and Octavius, you have a name yet? The Scary Six? The Dirty Half Dozen?
Scorpion: How about the "We Murdered Spider-Man and Used His Corpse For a Blanket" Six?
Rhino: Gargan... please. You embarrass yourself. Gargan! What are you doing?
Scorpion: Get him, you idiot!
Rhino: "Get him?" Come down and help, durak moron.
Spider-Man: Guys, please. There's plenty of me to go around.
Scorpion: How did you not see that coming?
Spider-Man: Rhino's getting his suit removed... what did Octavius promise you, Scorpion?
Rhino: Money. Gargan has no principles. He fights for profit.
Scorpion: Untrue. I'd rip Spider-Man's face off for free. The money's a bonus.
Rhino: Pathetic, Gargan. I will squash the bug myself.
Spider-Man: We could just stop now, you know. I won't tell anybody.
Rhino: And leave your skull un-crushed? Where is fun in that? Come here, pauk spider. I will teach you to throw real punch.
Spider-Man: My jaw's already absorbed that particular lesson, thanks.
Scorpion: Do you know what Octavius’ll do if he finds out you failed???
Rhino: I failed?
Scorpion: Yes, you, freak show!
Spider-Man: Didn't I hear you took a poetry class in The Raft? Like a therapy thing?
Spider-Man: A little forced together time might help you boys learn to play nice. All right Yuri, that's four down. Just Octavius and Li left.
Yuri Watanabe: Something tells me they won't be as easy. They're only half of our problem though. Devil's Breath cases are getting worse, and Oscorp is being coy about an antiserum. I'm worried they're seeing dollar signs in a seller's market.
Spider-Man: I'd expect nothing less from our beloved Mayor. Leave Devil's Breath to me, one of my best people's on it.
Step Into My Parlor...[]
Mary Jane Watson (phone): Pete, hey. I’ve been through city, state and federal databases - if this Devil's Breath lab does exist, it's off the books. The only other place I can think to look is in Norman's personal files.
Spider-Man: I’ve already been through his office computer... are you thinking his penthouse? That building's full of Sable's men. If they spot me, other residents could get hurt in a fire fight.
Mary Jane Watson (phone): I know, but I might be able to get in undetected. I can sneak in, find the labs location, and get out. If anything goes wrong, I'll call you for backup.
Spider-Man: OK. It's risky, but we need that location. Wait for me to get nearby, then make your move.
Mary Jane Watson (phone): I'll be ready.
(Upon reaching the mission point.)
Spider-Man: Okay MJ. I'm a couple blocks away— let me know if you get into trouble.
Mary Jane Watson: Thanks Pete; wish me luck. OK. Norman's penthouse is on the top floor, but the elevator's on lock down. Need to get into the security room to unlock it...
(Upon talking to the receptionist.)
Mary Jane Watson: Excuse me, the lobby seems pretty busy; is everything ok?
Receptionist: Residents have been asked to...temporarily vacate their units while Sable International performs a security sweep.
(While passing residents.)
Resident: He'll never survive this. Next election he'll get destroyed.
Resident: Maybe. I’ve seen Osborn survive worse. He's a cockroach. An arrogant cockroach in a starched suit.
Resident: Yep; that elevator goes straight to his penthouse. Pretty sure he's up there right now.
(Upon approaching the security room.)
Mary Jane Watson: There's the security room, but that guard will see me if I go in. Residents are pretty upset... maybe I can rile them up to create a distraction.
(Upon reaching the group of residents on the left.)
Resident: Why isn't Osborn down here? This sort of thing never happens to him.
Mary Jane Watson: The Mayor and his "friends" are exempt - security let one of his biggest donors back upstairs right away.
Resident: I knew it! It's all one big boys’ club. Come on.
(Upon reaching the group of residents in the middle.)
Resident: Ugh. Every second we stay down here, we risk catching that plague.
Mary Jane Watson: Definitely stay away from the receptionist; been coughing up a storm.
Resident: What?! They have to let us back upstairs!
Resident: You can't treat us like animals. If I get sick, I'll sue you into the ground! Let us upstairs before we all catch the disease!
(Upon reaching the group of residents on the right.)
Resident: Left my stupid inhaler upstairs...
Mary Jane Watson: I heard they'll let you up if you claim special circumstances - health emergency might do it.
Resident: Really? Come on, let's go talk to security...
Resident: Hey, let us back upstairs! I've got a medical emergency here! Oh man, I can't breathe... let me back upstairs!
(After riling up three groups.)
Mary Jane Watson: That should do it.
Security: Aw crap. Jerry, get out here - we got a situation!
Resident: Get out here right now - we're just as important as Osborn!
Mary Jane Watson: Security room's open. Just needed to get to the door without being seen.
Security: Everyone please stay calm. Sable international has nearly finished their sweep.
Resident: That's what you said an hour ago!
Security: I know this is frustrating but please remember: Sable is doing this for your safety.
(Upon entering the security hall.)
Sable Agent: Because you rent-a-cops are incompetent. Alarms every other minute. And where's your stun gun? You aren't even ready to work.
Security: Man I set it down...somewhere. I swear I just...
Sable Agent: Swear your way out of here; we're in charge now.
Security: OK, OK. I'm gone. Goose-stepping jerks.
(Upon obtaining the stun gun.)
Mary Jane Watson: He-llo. I know a few Sable agents who would love to meet you.
(While the Sable agent is patrolling.)
- Sable Agent
- Patrolling sector, status clear.
- Multi-million dollar budding with network speeds from 1995. Ridiculous...
- Sector clear, continuing patrol.
Mary Jane Watson: Gotta turn him around...
(After distracting an agent with a lure.)
- Sable Agent
- What was that?
- The hell was that...
Mary Jane Watson: Good boy.
(Upon using the stun gun the first time.)
Mary Jane Watson: I like this thing.
(Upon using the stun gun again.)
- Mary Jane Watson
- Mary Jane Watson: super spy.
- I'm sure Sable offers workman's comp...
(Upon reaching security room.)
Mary Jane Watson: Elevator controls in the security room... next to the Sable agent...
Mary Jane Watson: Time to unlock that elevator.
(After unlocking the elevator.)
Mary Jane Watson: That did it. Norman's clearing out, and the elevator's unlocked. Time to head upstairs.
(After exiting the hall.)
Mary Jane Watson: Penthouse elevator. This is it...
Mary Jane Watson: Norman and Sable. Right on cue.
Norman Osborn: Find the alarm technician. Fire him.
(Upon entering the elevator.)
Mary Jane Watson: Stupid useless button...
(Upon entering Norman's penthouse.)
Mary Jane Watson: Norman's guards have all cleared out. If he's hiding something up here. I'm going to find it.
House A.I.: Warning: fire doors engaged. Automated self-diagnostic commencing. Please remain calm.
Mary Jane Watson: Doors’re locked til the system check finishes...
(Upon viewing the keypad lock work order.)
Mary Jane Watson: Work order for a keypad lock. Looks like he used "Harry’s last day" as the code - that must be the day Harry left for Europe.
Spider-Man (phone): MJ. Sable presence downstairs just ballooned. I think Norman's being moved. Worried they might spot me.
Mary Jane Watson: I might’ve had something to do with that, keep your distance. I should be OK for now.
(Upon viewing the blueprint for the apartment.)
Mary Jane Watson: Blueprint for the apartment...tons of empty space right behind the wall with the family portrait... Who leaves space unused in a Manhattan apartment?
(Upon viewing the schematics for the combat mask.)
Mary Jane Watson: What is this thing? Hm. Schematics for a prototype combat mask. Looks like it can reveal structural weaknesses.
(Upon using the combat mask.)
Mary Jane Watson: Whoa... This mask is incredible. Is it showing a door hidden in that wall? Wonder where it leads...
(Upon viewing the portrait of Norman and Harry.)
Mary Jane Watson: The Fabulous Osborn Boys... "Norman bids his son farewell"... this must be from when Harry left for Europe last year. Why was Norman so dramatic about a trip to Europe?
Mary Jane Watson: Secret keypad behind the family portrait. Norman must like spy movies.
House A.I.: Self-diagnostic complete. No faults found. Fire doors disengaged.
Mary Jane Watson: Norman could be back any minute. Need to find that keypad code. Harry's last day... I know he left last summer...butwas it July...or August? Harry kept a journal...maybe he recorded the date there?
(Upon entering the wine cellar.)
Mary Jane Watson: This room smells like...rich people. Wonder if all this wine is from Norman's vineyard in Burgandy.
(Upon entering the laundry room.)
Mary Jane Watson: City's in a state of emergency, but Norman still manages to get his laundry and cleaning done for him. What a hero.
(Upon entering the living room.)
Mary Jane Watson: Pete and I loved coming over here to watch movies when we were kids. A different world from Queens. Funny how Harry always wanted the opposite nothing made him happier than watching cartoons on the little TV in May's kitchen.
(Upon entering the bathroom room.)
Mary Jane Watson: Norman's bathroom is bigger than my entire apartment. Now I feel sad.
(Upon reaching the door for Harry's room before unlocking it.)
Mary Jane Watson: Harry's room. But it's locked. Wonder where Norman keeps the key...
(Upon viewing the note about Harry's room.)
Mary Jane Watson: Norman locked up Harry's room... wants it "untouched" for when Harry returns from Europe. But where did he put the key?
(Upon viewing the landline phone.)
Harry Osborn (voicemail): Hey dad. On my way to Dr. Michael's for one last shot before the, umm... the big trip. Hey, if you're gonna meet me there, could you grab my journal from my room? I just wanted to record some thoughts on the big bon voyage day. Anyway... Listen. I know I don't say this enough, but... thank you, dad. You know, for doing this. I love you.
Mary Jane Watson: Wow. Haven't heard Harry's voice in so long he sounds so tired. Let's hope that journal is still here. Gotta check his room.
(Upon viewing the picture of Peter, Harry, and MJ.)
Mary Jane Watson: Oh man, look at us. We used to be so carefree. I miss those days.
(Upon viewing the frame of Norman's political campaign buttons.)
Mary Jane Watson: This is kinda cute. Norman keeps all the campaign buttons from his races. There's one for school board. And he's left room for more - setting your sights higher, Norman?
(Upon viewing the picture of Harry's family.)
Mary Jane Watson: I used to be so jealous of Harry's family. They were so happy. At least compared to me and my dad. But when Emily got sick, everything changed.
(Upon listening to Norman's recording on the balcony outside.)
Norman Osborn (recording): Happy birthday, dear. Sorry I'm a little late. It's been a busy month. I miss you, Em. Especially today. I've put Harry... I've sent him away. For treatment. We'll fix him, Em. I promise. Development of GR-27 was too slow to save you; it won't fail Harry. I'm keeping his room exactly as it is, ready for when he gets back. The key is with you, Em. I know you'll keep it safe.
Mary Jane Watson: Wait, Norman sent Harry away "for treatment?" I thought he went to Europe on his own. What were you hiding from us, Harry?
(Upon reading the note about Emily's diagnosis.)
Mary Jane Watson: Emily's terminal diagnosis. I know Harry's mom was sick, but had no idea it was genetic. Did Harry ever get tested?
(Upon viewing the picture of Norman and Otto.)
Mary Jane Watson: Norman and Otto. They look like they used to be so close. What could have ruined a friendship like this?
(Upon viewing the picture of Emily.)
Mary Jane Watson: Harry's mom, Emily. We used to make fun of him for calling her "prettiest mom at Midtown," but he might’ve been right. Feels like there's something attached to the back of the frame...
Mary Jane Watson: Score. This must be the key for Harry's room.
(Upon entering Harry's room.)
Mary Jane Watson: What... this can't be for Harry, can it?
(Upon viewing the books in Harry's room.)
Mary Jane Watson: Law books. Harry wants to be an environmental attorney, like his mom.
(Upon viewing the medications in Harry's room.)
Mary Jane Watson: Why didn't you tell us you were sick?
(Upon viewing the journal in Harry's room.)
Mary Jane Watson: Harry's journal. His last entry is marked July 18. That must be the code to that room.
Silver Sable: I am saying we shouldn't rush off without a plan.
Norman Osborn: We? You are staying here. The antiserum is ready, and I am going to supervise production.
Silver Sable: You will be completely vulnerable without me.
Norman Osborn: I seem to be completely vulnerable with you. I'm going alone. End of discussion.
Silver Sable: Keep team two on standby. I'm getting some air.
Mary Jane Watson: Pete - Norman's cure is ready. He's headed to the lab it's at now - can you follow?
Spider-Man (phone): Not without alerting him. Somebody spiked Sable's coffee today - her men are set on double secret probation alert.
Mary Jane Watson: OK, then stay ready. I’ve almost got the location.
(While sneaking.)
- Sable Agent
- Copy that control, we're five by five.
- Sure could use a coffee...
- Copy, making a sweep.
- Running a sweep. Will report status.
- Continuing sector sweep.
(When agents nearly see MJ.)
- Sable Agent
- Control, I saw someone, checking it out.
- Huh? Who's there?
(When agents hear a lure.)
- Sable Agent
- Standby control, I heard something.
(When Sable agents investigate and find nothing.)
- Sable Agent
- Standing down, control. False alarm.
- Hm. We're all clear, control.
- Control, grid's clear. Repeat, grid's clear.
- Hm, could have sworn someone was here.
- Sweep complete - sector clear.
(When an agent sees a downed agent.)
Sable Agent: Man down - control send backup!
(Upon reaching the keypad.)
Mary Jane Watson: OK. July 18... bingo.
Mary Jane Watson: Super. Creepy. Gotta find the location of the Devil's Breath lab.
(Upon investigating the spiders.)
Mary Jane Watson: Spiders? Is Norman trying to reverse engineer Peter's abilities? The labels on these cages... "bio-electrokinesis"... "optical camouflage"... What the hell is he trying to create?
(Upon investigating the hand grenades.)
Mary Jane Watson: What are these things? Prototype hand grenades?
(Upon viewing the stasis chamber.)
Mary Jane Watson: Norman's got a real mad scientist thing going on.
(Upon listening to the recording.)
Norman Osborn: Norman Osborn. GR-27 research log. The whole project has gone to hell. GR-27 is a cure, not a disease. But try telling that to the evening news. Somehow, they've picked up the technicians’ morbid nickname - "Devil’s Breath" - and are using it to stoke hysteria. They have no idea what it's really capable of - a cure for cancer, genetic disorders, birth defects... With just a little more research I know we could perfect it. Instead, I'll spend the next 18 months on PR mop up. What a waste of time...
Mary Jane Watson: Devil's Breath isn't a disease, it's an attempt at a cure. I almost can't believe it...
(Upon viewing the map.)
Mary Jane Watson: Wow. Norman wins the fancy map contest. Looks like the Upper West Side...
(While viewing the path for Dr. Michaels.)
- Mary Jane Watson
- Looks like Norman's tracking Dr. Michaels’ movements. Creepfest. Kinda makes sense though; Michaels is lead on Devil's Breath.
- Dr. Michaels leads the Devil's Breath team; wherever the antiserum is, he must've been too.
(While viewing the path for Dr. Stromm.)
- Mary Jane Watson
- Dr. Stromm...isn't he a Robotics expert?
- No, I need to track Michaels.
(While viewing the path for Dr. Van Adder.)
- Mary Jane Watson
- No movement from Dr. Van Adder... must be out of the city.
- Van Adder is a dead end...
(While viewing the Oscorp buildings.)
Mary Jane Watson: Huh... This shows all of Oscorp's properties. Had no idea they owned so much of New York.
(While viewing the defense buildings.)
- Mary Jane Watson
- Oscorp's going all-in on defense research...
(While viewing the commercial buildings.)
- Mary Jane Watson
- Commercial buildings...
- No... Norman's not crazy enough to keep the antiserum in a shopping center...
(While viewing the records.)
- Mary Jane Watson
- Wow... So many records facilities...
- A records facility could be perfect cover for the Devil's Breath lab...
(While viewing the Sable patrols.)
Mary Jane Watson: Sable troop deployments. They're stationed all over the city. I bet I can find the Devil's Breath lab with this. It must be an Oscorp property with a ton of Sable protection, frequented by Dr. Michaels.
(Upon viewing a regular patrol.)
- Mary Jane Watson
- Bravo, Bravo. Bravo...
- Nope, that's Just a Sable patrol. None of these patrols cross Dr. Michaels’ path...
- Nope, that's just a Sable patrol. Bet I'm looking for a heavily guarded Oscorp building, that Dr. Michaels visits...
(Upon viewing a regular building.)
- Mary Jane Watson
- Dr. Michaels went to this Oscorp building... but there's no security detail. This can't be it.
- Oscorp building... but no Michaels or Sable. That's not it. Don't think I’ve chosen the right categories...
(Upon finding the GR-27 biotech facility.)
Mary Jane Watson: GR-27! That's the code name for Devil's Breath. This is it! 10th and Cathedral... isn't that...
Mary Jane Watson: I knew it. 10th and Cathedral. Oscorp's records department. Perfect place to hide a secret biotech facility.
Mary Jane Watson: "GR-27 - Martin Li incident"... What is this...
On-screen: MARTIN LI
3RD CLINICAL TRIAL
9/17/1986
Norman Osborn (recording): ...and we are rolling. Will be right next door...
Martin Li's Mother (recording): Don't be scared, honey.
Li's Father (recording): It's healing you. Just relax.
Martin Li's Mother (recording): (What IS that? What is happening?) Help! Please help!
Otto Octavius (recording): I thought this was just a consultation!
Norman Osborn (recording): The boy seemed ready.
Otto Octavius (recording): I'm going in there!
Norman Osborn (recording): No, you can't. It's too late!
Li's Father (recording): Make it stop! HELP!
Otto Octavius (recording): What have you done?
Mary Jane Watson: Oh my god. Norman and Otto... they started all of this they created Li... I have to get this. What...
Silver Sable: Who's there?
Mary Jane Watson: Come on... come on...
Silver Sable: ...dammit. We have a breach. High alert.
(While leaving.)
Mary Jane Watson: Pete. I’ve got the lab location. And... a lot more. How far away are you?
Spider-Man (phone): Two avenues over. Say the word and I'm there.
Mary Jane Watson: Great. Keep the motor running.
(While exiting.)
Mary Jane Watson: Need to clear the balcony...
(After stunning the final guard on the balcony.)
Sable Agent: Hey! Boss, we got her.
Mary Jane Watson: Pete, you here?
Spider-Man (phone): Turning off Lex now. Are you OK?
Mary Jane Watson: I will be in a few seconds. Northwest corner. Hey, you ready?
Spider-Man (phone): Wait wait wait hold on hold on-
Mary Jane Watson: Too late. You're up.
Spider-Man: You are crazy.
Mary Jane Watson: You are amazing.
Spider-Man: It's all so much to take in. Harry sick... Norman and Li... And Dr. Octavius...
Mary Jane Watson: I know.
Spider-Man: This is all my fault...
Mary Jane Watson: No not that song again. You're not alone anymore, Pete. Let Miles and me look after F.E.A.S.T. You find Norman. You find the cure.
Spider-Man: Thanks... partner.
The Heart of the Matter[]
Spider-Man: I have to get that antiserum, and start putting things right. There must be some way to reach Li and Otto. Convince them to give up this crusade for revenge. They've both done so much good for the world; they can't throw their legacies away just to spite Norman. Okay, Norman's on his way to get the antiserum. Better update Yuri.
Yuri Watanabe: I hope this is good news...
Spider-Man: It is. Oscorp just created an antiserum.
Yuri Watanabe: There's a cure? Thank god— how quickly can we get it to people?
Spider-Man: I'm on my way to find out. The lab is at Tenth and Cathedral.
Yuri Watanabe: Wait— I just got a report of a helicopter going down in that area...
Spider-Man: Oh no... that could be Norman's helicopter.
Yuri Watanabe: I'd send officers your way, but I don't have any.
Spider-Man: Don't worry. I'm on it. This all be over soon. I promise.
Mister Negative: Open it.
Spider-Man: Have to take care of these Demons before I can follow Li into the lab... Time to KO those snipers.
Demon: Spread snipers out and engage defenses; no one interrupts Mr. Li.
Demon: Understood.
Demon: Silence him!
Demon: Keep him on the ground!
Demon: This city will fear us.
Spider-Man: Need to get through these Demons quick before Li gets ahold of the antiserum... OK, lost ‘em.
Demon: Security breach!
Demon: He felt that!
Demon: Spider-Man! You will not stop us!
Demon: Look out!
Demon: Get back!
Demon: Fire in the hole!
Demon: Dodge this!
Spider-Man: The Demons chewed through Sable... Us on the warpath.
Demon: There will be no surrender!
Demon: We need to slow him down.
Demon: Clean shot.
Silver Sable: Spider-Man, leave *now*. My men will handle this.
Spider-Man: Sable? Li wiped out the agents stationed here they're not handling anything.
Silver Sable: You've been warned. Super Hero.
Demon: You will not defeat us!
Spider-Man: Sable made good on her threat. Bet these guys aren't looking to team up.
Sable Agent: Tired of you harassing our agents, Spider-Man.
Spider-Man: You guys think *I* took out your men? You've gotta be kidding me.
Sable Agent: Keep him on the ground!
Sable Agent: Got him!
Sable Agent: Attack, attack!
Spider-Man: Gotta make this fast and get inside.
Sable Agent: You're under arrest.
Sable Agent: He's going down!
Spider-Man: Really wish Sable would cut me some slack... we should be on the same team...
Sable Agent: Keep him from going airborne!
Sable Agent: Keep on him!
Sable Agent: Got him!
Sable Agent: Bring him down!
Sable Agent: Stay on him!
Spider-Man: Demons and Sable are down... time to follow Li inside. Why are you... so... heavy...
Silver Sable: You've harassed my men, destroyed my equipment, and cost my client MILLIONS. Give me one good reason I should not kill you right now.
Spider-Man: Listen - I don't like you, you don't like me. But Li has you client inside this building right now, and he's gonna kill him if we don't do something. We can fight each other, or we can fight Li. But, not both.
Spider-Man: This mean we’re good?
Silver Sable: You will help me secure Norman. After that: I make no promises.
Spider-Man: Works for me. Li's out of control...
Silver Sable: You secure Osborn - I will talk to them.
Spider-Man: Nice to have friends... OK Li. No more running. This ends tonight.
Spider-Man: This is insanity... I have to find a way reach the Martin Li I know... the man who built F.E.A.S.T. .. No way to go but down...
Mister Negative: Turn back, Spider-Man. This is between me and Osborn.
Spider-Man: I know about the accident. I know what happened to your parents.
Mister Negative: "The accident"? You sound as clinical as Osborn. My parents died because of me. Because of what Osborn did to me.
Spider-Man: You're more than your past. Don't let it control you.
Mister Negative: I tried so hard to make my parents proud... to honor their legacy... But to truly honor them. Osborn must see justice.
Spider-Man: I won't let you do this, Martin.
Spider-Man: Li's pain... his anger... it's fueling his power...
MOMENTS EARLIER...
Dr. Michaels: This is the only sample—
Norman Osborn: NO! No, Martin! Look— I told you. I'm sorry! It was an accident! I was trying to help you!
Mister Negative: You don't help people. You use them.
Norman Osborn: AHHH!
Spider-Man: Martin! This won't bring your parents back.
Mister Negative: Why do you in5ist on trying to save this piece of *scum*...
Spider-Man: I'm trying to save *you*. Martin. Don't let revenge win. Fight it.
Mister Negative: Osborn *must* be punished; his cancer has infected this city for too long.
Spider-Man: Osborn deserves *true* justice; he won't see it unless you stop *now*!
Mister Negative: I'll never stop! Enough!
Spider-Man: This isn't you.
Mister Negative: This is exactly who I am! Osborn's crimes will be on YOUR head! No more!
Spider-Man: Fight it, Martin! You can walk away!
Mister Negative: No. Osborn must SUFFER!
Spider-Man: Whoa... I know you can beat the Demon, Martin!
Mister Negative: *Beat* the Demon? I *AM* the Demon!
Spider-Man: That... is a big Demon. Biiig Demon.
Mister Negative: You and Osborn will share a grave! That's *enough*! My parents will have justice! This will all be over soon.
Spider-Man: I sure hope so.
Mister Negative: My will is stronger than yours!
Spider-Man: We'll see about that. Can't give up - he's almost down.
Martin Li: Osborn needs to pay!
Spider-Man: I know... but this is the wrong way, Martin.
Doctor Octopus: Useless.
Norman Osborn: Otto?
Doctor Octopus: That look on your face... You can't imagine how satisfying it is. Ready for your final act?
Silver Sable: Hey. Hey..
Spider-Man: Where's... Otto...?
Silver Sable: Gone. I would not worry about him right now...
Dr. Michaels: He needs a hospital.
Spider-Man: No... no hospital. F.E.A.S.T...
Dr. Michaels: I need to speak with your head doctor.
Miles Morales: Uh, there's no doctors here.
Dr. Michaels: Who's running this place?
Miles Morales: Me, mostly.
Dr. Michaels: Okay. Well, it's been a while, but I'll do my best. I'll need masks, gloves, whatever you have that's sterile...
Spider-Man: Thank... you...
Silver Sable: You can thank me by not dying.
Mary Jane Watson: Oh my god...
Dr. Michaels: to MJ He'll live. But he needs rest.
Mary Jane Watson: Hey— Take it easy!
Spider-Man: Where's May?
Mary Jane Watson: They say she could go at any moment. Where are you going?
Spider-Man: I need to find Otto... he has the antiserum. I don't know if I can beat him...
Mary Jane Watson: Maybe you can't. Maybe Spider-Man needs a little help from his friend Peter.
Spider-Man: What...?
Mary Jane Watson: Peter helped build those arms, remember? If anyone can find a weakness, it's him. Go get ‘em, Tiger.
Miles Morales: Alright... No that's not it. Maybe it's this one...
Pax in Bello[]
Spider-Man: MJ's right. I built the neural interface... that means I can destroy it. There must be something at the lab I can use...
Silver Sable: Spider-Man. Hello.
Spider-Man: Man, I gotta change this number...
Silver Sable: I must leave New York. Recent events... give me pause. Your rescue of Osborn, despite his hatred... it affected me. I must return home, reflect on this life I choose.
Spider-Man: Dang... I think I'm gonna miss you and your death troopers.
Silver Sable: Unfortunately, my agents will stay. Though I question our work, they do not, and Osborn continues to pay. I am sorry.
Spider-Man: So close to being good news.
Silver Sable: Indeed. I will miss you and your bizarre witticisms, Spider-Man. Until we meet again.
Spider-Man: What a strange, violent lady.
Peter Parker: We did the impossible, Doc. But now I have to destroy it... with a little creation of my own.
Reporter: And once again, we have live footage of Mayor Osborn being held captive on the roof of Oscorp Tower.
Norman Osborn: You want me to beg? Not going to happen.
Doctor Octopus: The world will know the truth before they mopp you off the pavement.
Norman Osborn: AARGH!
Doctor Octopus: Tell them what you did!
Norman Osborn: I... never...
Doctor Octopus: Everything you have is built on lies. LIES!
Norman Osborn: AHHH!
Doctor Octopus: You stole my company, my ideas... Now. The truth.
Norman Osborn: The truth... okay... The truth is, you were only ever worth a damn when you worked for me. The truth is you could never accept that I'm better than you. You're a failure, Otto. And you always will be.
Norman Osborn: No— NO!
Spider-Man: Give me the antiserum. Otto, you worked your whole life to help people. Please...
Doctor Octopus: You're fighting the wrong man. But have it your way.
Spider-Man: We don't have much time— please!
Doctor Octopus: I'll turn over the antiserum when Osborn pays for his crimes!
Spider-Man: Just give me the antiserum! You've already done enough to ruin Osborn!
Doctor Octopus: He always bounces back. He has to lose EVERYTHING! I see you have a new suit. It won't help...
Spider-Man: I know your weaknesses.
Doctor Octopus: I have no weaknesses. You're wasting my time! Osborn's the criminal, not me!
Spider-Man: I'm trying to help you! You're only hurting yourself!
Doctor Octopus: I’ve lost all patience with you... You're pathetic!
Spider-Man: People are dying! They need the antiserum now!
Doctor Octopus: I will cure the city *after* I bring down Osborn!
Spider-Man: Let me save the city—then we can do whatever you want!
Doctor Octopus: I already know what I want. Now get out of my way before I really hurt you.
Doctor Octopus: How much is Osborn paying you to protect him?!
Spider-Man: I'm not protecting him, I'm trying to save the city!
Spider-Man: Doctor. You're not thinking clearly!
Doctor Octopus: On the contrary... I finally have clarity!
Spider-Man: Please. Every second we fight, someone could die.
Doctor Octopus: Yes. And Osborn will have to answer for every one of them.
Spider-Man: Why are you doing this?
Doctor Octopus: Because it's finally MY time...
Spider-Man: Give me the antiserum, and I promise Osborn will face charges.
Doctor Octopus: Liar! Just like Osborn— nothing but LIES!
Spider-Man: What happened to the man who wanted to help people!?
Doctor Octopus: The weakling? The loser? He's gone. Enough playing!
Spider-Man: Gotta move.
Doctor Octopus: What... are you...?
Spider-Man: AAARGHH!
Doctor Octopus: Such a disappointment... Parker.
Peter Parker: You... knew?!
Doctor Octopus: I tried to warn you, Peter. But you didn't listen.
Peter Parker: ...you *knew*!
Doctor Octopus: I won't let you win. This means too much to me.
Spider-Man: Not more than it means to me. Can't you see all the people you're hurting?!
Doctor Octopus: You'll never understand. You haven't suffered like I have... You should be on my side!
Peter Parker: I was...
Spider-Man: Please... think of the man you were...
Doctor Octopus: That man is gone. You can't ‘save’ me, Peter.
Spider-Man: Then I guess you'll have to save yourself.
Peter Parker: You were my hero! You meant so much to me... I hate that you're making me do this! We were going to change the world!
Doctor Octopus: You look tired, Parker.
Peter Parker: Not tired. Just hurt. Otto! Stop!
Doctor Octopus: Oh, Parker. If you want to change the world... you have to be the kind of man who can make the hardest decisions.
Peter Parker: I couldn't... agree... *MORE*! AAAARGHHH!!
Otto Octavius: AAHH! NOOOO!
Peter Parker: The antiserum...
Otto Octavius: AAGHH! Peter. I saw you as a son. I should’ve known you'd turn on me, just like all the others.
Spider-Man: Turn-? (crying) I worshiped you! Your mind... your conscience, wanting to help others... the way you never gave up!
Otto Octavius: That's because men like us have a duty. A responsibility. To use our talents in the service of others. Even if they don't appreciate it... we have to do what's best for those beneath us. Whether they understand it or not.
Spider-Man: No. You're wrong. You were everything I wanted to be! You just... threw it away’!
Otto Octavius: Yes, of course. You're right, Peter. The neural interface affected my mind. But I can fix it. We can fix it... together. If you'll help me.
Spider-Man: I'll do everything I can. I'll make sure you get the best help—
Otto Octavius: No! If they put me away, they'll take my arms! I'll be trapped in this *useless* body! Please, Peter. That... wasn't me. You said you'd never abandon me, you promised, remember? And, of course... you'll rest easy knowing your secret is safe with me.
Spider-Man: You do what you think is best, Doc. It's all any of us can.
Otto Octavius: Peter-?
Spider-Man: Even when it hurts like hell.
Otto Octavius: Peter? Where are you going? Peter! PETER!!
Dr. Michaels: It's still viable— but we'll need the entire sample as a base to produce more doses.
Spider-Man: How long will that take?
Dr. Michaels: Few hours maybe a day.
Spider-Man: What if we use it to cure someone right now?
Dr. Michaels: Then there won't be enough to cure the others. I'll give you a few minutes.
Spider-Man: You're going to be okay, ma’am. I’ve got the cure right here.
Aunt May: Take off your mask. I want to see my nephew.
Peter Parker: You knew?
Aunt May: I’ve known for a while.
Peter Parker: I never wanted you to worry.
Aunt May: I did.
Aunt May: And I am so proud of you. And Ben would be too. All the people you've saved...
Spider-Man: I don't know what to do...
Aunt May: Yes you do.
3 MONTHS LATER
Peter Parker: So...?
Mary Jane Watson: Hi. Mary Jane Watson. *Associate* Editor.
Peter Parker: Congrats! I knew you could do it.
Mary Jane Watson: What about you? Find a job yet?
Peter Parker: Oh no, but uh..
Waitress: I'll be right with you, honey.
Mary Jane Watson: Thank you.
Peter Parker: I was actually considering maybe a career change.
Mary Jane Watson: Hm?
Peter Parker: Yeah. I think I might want to become a chef.
Mary Jane Watson: I'm sorry. No. It's — you're a scientist. A good one.
Peter Parker: The last project I worked on I created a monster octopus that almost destroyed the city. So...
Mary Jane Watson: Yea. I mean, you do make a hell of a chicken curry.
Peter Parker: I do— Still working on my dumplings though.
Mary Jane Watson: Going camping?
Peter Parker: Oh... my new place isn't going to be ready for about a week, so I'm going to be crashing with Miles for the next few nights.
Mary Jane Watson: Oh, you know, you can always stay at my place. Only if you want to.
Peter Parker: No. I mean yes! I mean, no I don't *not* want to, meaning I *do* want to... Only if you do.
Mary Jane Watson: I never stopped wanting to.
Peter Parker: Me neither.
Mid-Credit[]
Peter Parker: Well I'm not an expert or anything, but I think it's in the way that you ask her.
Miles Morales: I think I'm too nervous. Alright, so where do you want this?
Peter Parker: Right over here is fine.
Miles Morales: Right. Hey, so Pete?
Peter Parker: Yeah?
Miles Morales: I, uh, kinda gotta talk to you about something I can't tell my mom about...
Peter Parker: What's up?
Miles Morales: Well umm... weird things have been going on. Like, physically.
Peter Parker: Oh... uh... OH... uh... Well, you know, you're at that age where your body starts to change, and, so you may be noticing some... areas... for examp—
Miles Morales: NO! Not that. Uhh... think it's... It's better that I just, um. I show you.
Peter Parker: No... no, no, no, no-
(Miles jumps on the ceiling.)
Miles Morales: It's pretty weird, right?
Peter Parker: Not that weird.
Post-Credit[]
Norman Osborn: We were so close, but... I'll keep trying. I will find the cure. I will. I love you, Son.
Citywide activities[]
Backpacks[]
Landmarks[]
Crimes[]
Fisk Hideouts[]
- Financial District
(Upon approaching the base.)
Peter Parker: Yuri, this construction site's about as legit as the watches they sell in Times Square.
Yuriko Watanabe (phone): I don't have evidence for a warrant. You go in; you're on your own.
Peter Parker: What else is new?
(Partway during assaulting the base.)
Yuriko Watanabe (phone): Spider-Man, I checked records, and that site's been getting deliveries from cartel front companies.
Peter Parker: They're moving drugs, huh? Not for long.
(Upon defeating everyone inside the base.)
Peter Parker: Yuri, I got a bunch of incapacitated criminals and designer narcotics all wrapped up and waiting for you.
Yuriko Watanabe (phone): Great. I'll just consider this an anonymous tip.
- Upper West Side
(Upon approaching the base.)
Peter Parker: Yuri, this place is full of Fisk guys with suspicious bulges. Uh, guns. I-I'm talking about guns, obviously.
Yuriko Watanabe (phone): I can't order a raid over bulges.
Peter Parker: Just a hunch, but there might be a public disturbance pretty soon.
(Partway during assaulting the base.)
Yuriko Watanabe (phone): Spider-Man, every worker assigned to that site reported winning big in Atlantic City recently.
Peter Parker: Quick and dirty way to launder money. It could be where Fisk keeps his cash these days.
Yuriko Watanabe (phone): We shut it down; we'll really put the squeeze on him. I'm working on a warrant.
Peter Parker: Way ahead of ya.
(Upon defeating everyone inside the base.)
Peter Parker: Your people won't have any problems here now.
Yuriko Watanabe (phone): And Wilson Fisk's problems just keep adding up. Nice going.
- Upper West Side / Hell's Kitchen
(Upon approaching the base.)
Peter Parker: Captain, I've got eyes on a Fisk construction site and their equipment's covered in dust.
Yuriko Watanabe (phone): Just there for show?
Peter Parker: That's my bet. I'm gonna take a closer look.
(Partway during assaulting the base.)
Yuriko Watanabe (phone): Spider-Man, that site's taken delivery of enough concrete to build two skyscrapers.
Peter Parker: Wait, don't tell me, they're hiding drugs in the concrete mix.
Yuriko Watanabe (phone): That's my theory. We'll need probable cause to get on site to confirm it.
Peter Parker: You'll have it.
(Upon defeating everyone inside the base.)
Peter Parker: Captain, I've got Fisk's guys and all the probable cause you need webbed up and waiting.
Yuriko Watanabe (phone): Good job. Fisk thinks he can run things from inside, but he's going to find out why long-distance relationships don't work out.
- Upper East Side
(Upon approaching the base.)
Peter Parker: Yuri, I found a Fisk construction site. Lots of busy worker bees up to no good.
Yuriko Watanabe (phone): Try to make some noise. If someone calls in a disturbance, I can send cars.
Peter Parker: Noisy? I can do noisy.
(Partway during assaulting the base.)
Yuriko Watanabe (phone): Spider-Man, I just checked—there's been a rash of counterfeit bills in that neighborhood.
Peter Parker: Counterfeiting? That's a dying art. I'll do my part to make it extinct.
(Upon defeating everyone inside the base.)
Peter Parker: Everything's quiet here now, Captain.
Yuriko Watanabe (phone): Great. That's one more revenue stream Wilson Fisk can't use to pay his lawyers.
- Harlem
(Upon approaching the base.)
Peter Parker: Yuri, I'm looking at a Fisk site where there's a lot of people but not much work getting done.
Yuriko Watanabe (phone): That you can see. They're keeping it under wraps.
Peter Parker: I'll turn over some rocks.
(Partway during assaulting the base.)
Yuriko Watanabe (phone): Spider-Man, my sources say they're running exotic weapons out of that location. Explosives, rocket launchers...
Peter Parker: Fisk does manage to get stuff you don't see outside the military.
Yuriko Watanabe (phone): That needs to stay off the streets. By any means necessary.
(Upon defeating everyone inside the base.)
Peter Parker: Got Big Willie's guys and his weapons all wrapped up like Christmas morning.
Yuriko Watanabe (phone): Well, you've got a red suit, so you're close enough to Santa Claus for me. Thanks.
(Upon clearing out all of Fisk's bases.)
Peter Parker: How many more Fisk construction sites are there?
Yuriko Watanabe (phone): None. He had every one of them working overtime to bring in money. Well, now he's gonna have a tough time keeping his operation running, which is bad for Fisk, good for New York.
Wilson Fisk (phone): I trust you've enjoyed yourself.
Peter Parker: Willie! Funny story. I was just at one of your buildings, and you'd be shocked to hear that there were shenanigans of the criminal variety. TL;DR: Fisk Construction is closed.
Wilson Fisk (phone): I have other sources of revenue, but you've inconvenienced me, and there will be consequences. My memory is long; my reach is longer.
Peter Parker: I should make all the guys who've sworn to kill me fight it out for the privilege.
Demon Warehouses[]
(Upon entering the first base.)
Peter Parker: MJ, I'm at the first location on your list, and guess what I found?
Mary-Jane Watson (phone): Demons?
Peter Parker: Give the lady a prize. See if you can figure out what they're up to while I introduce myself.
(Upon entering the second base.)
Peter Parker: MJ, I'm at location number two. Can you believe these demons wear their masks just like walking around? Must make for confusing staff meetings.
Mary-Jane Watson (phone): I'll try to figure out their operation while you throw a wrench into it.
(Upon entering the third base.)
Peter Parker: MJ, I'm at the third location. Apparently, it's Casual Mask Day at the office.
Mary-Jane Watson (phone): Finally, a job where you'll fit right in... until you start with the face kicking.
Peter Parker: Yeah, I have a feeling HR's not gonna be too happy with me.
(Upon entering the fourth base.)
Peter Parker: MJ, I'm at the fourth place on your list. They're not even trying to pretend they're legit.
Mary-Jane Watson (phone): It's just sad when criminals don't take pride in their work anymore. I'll see what I can find out.
(Upon entering the fifth base.)
Peter Parker: MJ, I'm at the fifth location. Either there's a weird cosplay thing going on or it's the Demons.
Mary-Jane Watson (phone): Could be both. They need social lives too.
Peter Parker: Well, let's see if I can make some new friends. Or enemies.
- Chinatown
(Partway during assaulting the base.)
Mary-Jane Watson (phone): Peter, that location's supposedly an importer of souvenirs for Chinatown shops.
Peter Parker: What they're importing is not something I want as a memento.
Mary-Jane Watson (phone): Drugs?
Peter Parker: Demons. Looks like they bring in their buddies in shipping containers. Explains how foreign nationals with criminal records are getting into the country.
(Upon defeating everyone inside the base.)
Peter Parker: MJ, call the police. All the demons are incapacitated.
Mary-Jane Watson (phone): Don't forget to bring me a souvenir.
- Hell's Kitchen
(Partway during assaulting the base.)
Mary-Jane Watson (phone): Peter, that place is supposed to be a bespoke furniture manufacturer.
Peter Parker: From what I can see, it's more like illegal weapons. And this might come as a shock, but I don't think they're really bespoke.
Mary-Jane Watson (phone): The hipster assassins are going to be so disappointed.
(Upon defeating everyone inside the base.)
Peter Parker: MJ, call the police, I've got the place secured.
Mary-Jane Watson (phone): Nice job. Anytime we can get guns off the street, it's a win.
- Upper West Side
(Partway during assaulting the base.)
Mary-Jane Watson (phone): Peter, that location's a clearinghouse for donations to Li's charity... clothes, books. They're trucked in from drop boxes all over town.
Peter Parker: Sounds like a perfect distribution network for drug running, which it looks like is their real priority.
(Upon defeating everyone inside the base.)
Peter Parker: MJ, I've got the place locked down.
Mary-Jane Watson (phone): Great, I'll call in an anonymous tip. I bet if the police check out those drop boxes, they'll find something more interesting than secondhand jeans.
- Harlem (east)
(Partway during assaulting the base.)
Mary-Jane Watson (phone): Peter, it looks like Li took over a legitimate auto repair business.
Peter Parker: Explains where the Demons get all their vehicles... trucks, ambulances.
Mary-Jane Watson (phone): Exactly. You shut this down, they'll have a tougher time moving around the city unnoticed.
(Upon defeating everyone inside the base.)
Peter Parker: MJ, I may have just done the opposite of "repair" at this repair shop.
Mary-Jane Watson (phone): Don't worry, I'll get the cops down there. They'll clean things up.
- Harlem (west)
(Partway during assaulting the base.)
Mary-Jane Watson (phone): Peter, that business is listed as an importer of computer parts.
Peter Parker: Huh, I didn't know they started making laptops out of guns.
Mary-Jane Watson (phone): So it's an armory?
Peter Parker: Not for long. I'm about to get some payback for Jeff Davis and everyone else they killed at City Hall.
(Upon defeating everyone inside the base.)
Peter Parker: MJ, everything's quiet here now.
Mary-Jane Watson (phone): You didn't get too carried away, did you? What they did was horrible, but—but you're not.
(Upon clearing out all of the Demon Warehouses.)
Mary-Jane Watson (phone): That's all the places I could link to Martin Li. We just made life a lot harder for the Demons.
Peter Parker: And easier for the DA to build a case against 'em. Thanks, MJ. I owe you dinner.
Mary-Jane Watson (phone): Ooh, nice. What price range are we talking about?
Peter Parker: Any place you want... that has a dollar menu.
Mary-Jane Watson (phone): Still beats that time you tried to make dumplings.
Prisoner Camps[]
- Chinatown
(Upon approaching the base.) Peter Parker: Yuri, I've got eyes on a mob of Riker's escapees. They're hunkered down for the long haul.
Yuriko Watanabe (phone): I'll send a team, but with all this going on, it might take a while to get enough of my people together.
Peter Parker: I don't want to think about what these guys could do in the meantime. I'll handle it.
(Partway during assaulting the base.) Yuriko Watanabe (phone): Spider-Man, from what I can tell, factions that existed within Ryker's have stayed together now that they're out.
Peter Parker: Explains why they're forming multiple strongholds instead of just one big one. They don't trust each other.
Yuriko Watanabe (phone): Works to our advantage. They're clumped together, but not so many they can't be dealt with.
Peter Parker: Easy for you to say! I gotta go.
(Upon defeating everyone inside the base.) Peter Parker: All clear for the cleanup crew. Tell locals they can go to the Bodega now.
Yuriko Watanabe (phone): Nice work. Things are hard enough in this city without it turning into a giant prison yard.
- Financial District
(Upon approaching the base.) Peter Parker: Yuri, I ran across some Ryker's inmates. They've built a fort... way better than the ones I used to make out of sofa pillows.
Yuriko Watanabe (phone): I just had a patrol car call. They tried to step in, but there were too many, and we don't have the manpower for reinforcements.
Peter Parker: Lucky for you, you've got Spider-Manpower. Not bad, huh? I should have gone into advertising.
(Partway during assaulting the base.) Yuriko Watanabe (phone): Spider-Man, I've spoken to people on the block who say the escapees tried to break into their buildings.
Peter Parker: Fits with what I heard... they want to take one over.
Yuriko Watanabe (phone): They'll be a lot easier to deal with on the street, without hostages.
Peter Parker: I'm working on it! Talk to you soon.
(Upon defeating everyone inside the base.) Peter Parker: The siege of Manhattan Fortress is over, milady.
Yuriko Watanabe (phone): Thanks. I'll send some buses to take those guys back to their cells. And please don't call me "milady" ever again.
- Hell's Kitchen
(Upon approaching the base.) Peter Parker: Yuri, a group of escaped inmates looks like they've gotten their hands on some serious firepower.
Yuriko Watanabe (phone): Last thing we need right now is a massive shootout on a residential street. Is it something you can handle quietly?
Peter Parker: Quietly might be pushing it, but I can do it without a massive shootout. There might be a bunch of webs around, though.
Yuriko Watanabe (phone): I'll take it. Good luck.
(Partway during assaulting the base.) Yuriko Watanabe (phone): Spider-Man, I'm getting reports of shots fired.
Peter Parker: I can confirm that. They're not hitting anyone, though.
Yuriko Watanabe (phone): Try to keep it that way.
Peter Parker: Since I'm the only one they're aiming at, I am totally on board with that.
(Upon defeating everyone inside the base.) Peter Parker: Captain, the inmates and all their guns are webbed up and waiting.
Yuriko Watanabe (phone): Thanks. No way we could have taken them without collateral damage. I hope the locals appreciate you.
- Harlem
(Upon approaching the base.) Peter Parker: Yuri, this whole street's been taken over by Ryker's inmates.
Yuriko Watanabe (phone): We've had calls from people who are afraid to leave their buildings.
Peter Parker: Tell them to stay inside a little longer. There's going to be some street cleaning.
(Partway during assaulting the base.) Yuriko Watanabe (phone): Spider-Man, I've spoken to people on the block who say the escapees tried to break into their building.
Peter Parker: Fits with what I heard... they want to take one over.
Yuriko Watanabe (phone): They'll be a lot easier to deal with on the street, without hostages.
Peter Parker: I'm working on it! Talk to you soon.
(Upon defeating everyone inside the base.) Peter Parker: Captain, the block's quiet. Everyone in an orange jumpsuit is down for the count.
Yuriko Watanabe (phone): Great job. If they'd gotten into a residential building, they'd have done a lot of damage.
(Upon clearing out all of the Prisoner Camps.) Yuriko Watanabe (phone): Good news, a Ryker's escapee we picked up says they've stopped establishing bases.
Peter Parker: What brought that on?
Yuriko Watanabe (phone): You. They decided the bases make them too easy to find. They've gone back on the run, smaller groups.
Peter Parker: Picking them off a few at a time takes longer but it's safer... especially for New York.
Yuriko Watanabe (phone): Exactly. Nice going.
Sable Outposts[]
- Midtown
(Upon approaching the base.) Peter Parker: Yuri, this sounds nuts, but I think this group of Sable agents is locking people up and straight-up robbing 'em.
Yuriko Watanabe (phone): You mean asset seizure? That's for drug dealers, mobsters...
Peter Parker: Yeah, well, they're applying it to anyone with nice cars or jewelry.
Yuriko Watanabe (phone): Which just makes them criminals. Treat 'em like it.
(Partway during assaulting the base.) Yuriko Watanabe (phone): Spider-Man, that Sable unit's gone rogue. Sable Internationals got their hands too full to do anything about it, but they don't care what we do.
Peter Parker: I was gonna take them down anyway, but this makes it more fun. Thanks.
(Upon defeating everyone inside the base.) Peter Parker: Captain, all the people in the cells are out, and they've got their property back.
Yuriko Watanabe (phone): Good. And Sable International swears they're going to prosecute that squad. I'll believe it when I see it.
- Central Park
(Upon approaching the base.) Peter Parker: Yuri, I have eyes on a Sable base. They've got prisoners... but I don't know what they're charged with, and I don't want to let dangerous people back on the streets.
Yuriko Watanabe (phone): The real criminals they turn over to us. The people they hold on site haven't done anything they can make a case over.
Peter Parker: I can think of at least two Amendments that violates. Okay, looks like I'm staging a jailbreak.
(Partway during assaulting the base.) Yuriko Watanabe (phone): Spider-Man, I did some research. All the people they're holding did is protest Sable's heavy-handed tactics.
Peter Parker: Gotcha. I'm lodging a protest myself right now. I'll let you know how it goes.
(Upon defeating everyone inside the base.) Peter Parker: Captain, the area's secure, and the cells are all empty.
Yuriko Watanabe (phone): Officially, I can't condone that. Unofficially... thanks.
- Upper West Side
(Upon approaching the base.) Peter Parker: Yuri, looks like some people were protesting this Sable base, and the agents responded by locking them up.
Yuriko Watanabe (phone): Great way to win hearts and minds. Can you get them out?
Peter Parker: It'll take some "persuasion," but I'm a pretty persuasive guy.
(Partway during assaulting the base.) Yuriko Watanabe (phone): Spider-Man, I just heard Sable's issued an internal bounty on you: huge bonus for any agent that brings you down.
Peter Parker: Nothing like a little healthy competition to maintain a positive work environment.
(Upon defeating everyone inside the base.) Peter Parker: Got the people out of the cells. They don't seem inclined to continue their protest.
Yuriko Watanabe (phone): I hate that Sable's violating Constitutional rights, but right now I'll settle for keeping innocent people out of lockup. Thanks.
- Harlem
(Upon approaching the base.) Peter Parker: Captain, these Sable guys look like they forced all the residents out of a building so they could occupy it themselves, and locked up the ones who objected.
Yuriko Watanabe (phone): Okay, that I can get something done about... but I need victims to come forward.
Peter Parker: I'll get the people out and have them file reports with the police.
(Partway during assaulting the base.) Yuriko Watanabe (phone): Spider-Man, I confirmed your suspicions... people displaced from their residence are staying in shelters or on the street.
Peter Parker: I know what it's like not to have anywhere to stay. It's a good thing these Sable agents have body armor, 'cause I just might lose my temper.
(Upon defeating everyone inside the base.) Peter Parker: Captain, the people that were locked up are headed back to their homes.
Yuriko Watanabe (phone): Good. And I finally convinced the Mayor's office that making constituents homeless was not good for his poll numbers, so they won't be pulling that stunt again.
(Upon clearing out all of the Sable Outposts.) Yuriko Watanabe (phone): Spider-Man, good news. The Mayor finally cracked the whip on Sable International—no more locking up New Yorkers without due process of law.
Peter Parker: Guess they figured out it was a PR disaster. For once, we got a clean win.
Yuriko Watanabe (phone): Well... not quite. I hear rank-and-file Sable agents blame you for stopping the gravy train. They'll be gunning for you even harder now, and no one's going to stop 'em.
Peter Parker: By now, I think it'd freaked me out more if nobody was gunning for me. Let 'em come. I'll be ready.
Research Stations[]
Snapping up Smog[]
(Upon accessing the computer.)
Computer screen: This is another of our air quality stations, monitoring contaminants in the surrounding atmosphere. Super important for the city and its citizens ... but certain corporate overlords are less than thrilled by the prospect of their pollution output being publicly reported.
(Upon starting the side mission.)
Harry Osborn (recording): I've got a couple of stations measuring air pollution. The idea is to catch the... oh, whats the word... contaminants, before they reach toxic levels. Between you and me, I think Oscorp wants this to fail because it might show they're polluting.
Spider-Man: The amount of polycyclic hydrocarbons in the air is way too high... and rising. If it keeps getting worse, people could die.
(Upon gaining control.)
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Smog Alert[]
(Upon accessing the computer.)
Computer screen: This station monitors air quality; it's way more precise than anything in place now. If these were widely adopted, we could make huge leaps in quality of life for the entire city.
(Upon starting the side mission.)
Harry Osborn (recording): This station's simple, but really important. It measures toxins in the air, way more sensitive than anything the city has. Bad air hits children and the elderly first. This was a big one for my mom.
Spider-Man: If his data is accurate, there's way too much sulphur dioxide in the air. I have a spidey-hunch this is caused by inefficient engine exhaust. If I get some fresh samples, I can identify the make and model, and report them.
(Upon gaining control.)
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Under Pressure[]
(Upon accessing the computer.)
Computer screen: This station monitors water pressure for nearby buildings. Anything goes wrong - pipe bursts or clogs - and an alert is automatically sent out to the city's maintenance teams. At least that's what would happen, if Oscorp had ever pushed the city to approve the system...
(Upon starting the side mission.)
Harry Osborn (recording): Hey, Pete. So this station monitors water pressure, down to the individual building. Structures above four stories use water towers to augment the city's system. The idea is to identify problems before they spread, y'now?
Spider-Man: Whoa, the pressure in this building's all over the map. I need to find out why. The water towers connect to the city's system at the four storey mark. I'll scan the pipes, try to see where this starts.
(Upon gaining control.)
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Cell Tower Frequency[]
(Upon accessing the computer.)
Computer screen: Kinda esoteric, but this station monitors the city's cell tower network for potential vulnerabilities. People never think about it but those cell phones we all carry in our pockets? Pretty simple for a rogue agent to weaponize them, if we're not careful...
(Upon starting the side mission.)
Harry Osborn (recording): Hey, Pete. This station's one of my pet projects. I always thought the cellular network was vulnerable to terrorist attacks, so I set this up to monitor it. Can you do me a favor? Look for anything suspicious.
Spider-Man: Uh-oh. It's not terrorists, but there's a glitch in the system that's causing interference... and if I don't fix it, it'll bring the whole network down. Right now it's only affecting the most sensitive equipment... like mine. I need to stay lay outside the areas of interference while I fix the cell towers.
(Upon gaining control.)
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Bacteria Buddies[]
(Upon accessing the computer.)
Computer screen: Ok, the stuff in this station? Revolutionary. If we can get it to work. Engineered bacteria that dissolves plastics into harmless component parts. Really hope we can work out the kinks....
(Upon starting the side mission.)
Harry Osborn (recording): This is one of mom's earliest projects. We were trying to develop a bacteria that would dissolve all the plastic in the oceans. But we... well, she ran out of time. But if you have any ideas, it would really mean a lot.
Spider-Man: Hmm, with some genetic tweaking, I might be able to crack it. But I'd need a better equipped lab, and the bacteria only lives in liquid environments. Wait... my web fluid! I can keep the bacteria alive in my web cartridge. ESU should have the chemicals I need to increase its power.
(Upon gaining control.)
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Spider-Man: It didn't get all the plastic. But it's a big step forward... enough for Oscorp to keep working on it. They'd win the Nobel Prize... and it wouldn't hurt their stock price, either.
Hiding in the Crowd[]
(Upon accessing the computer.)
Computer screen: This station is kinda my answer to Oscorp's (hopefully soon-to-be-discontinued...) chemical weapons research: systematised counter-agents to some of the world's most dangerous chemical agents. Course doing that analysis requires us to keep samples of said chemical agents in here...
(Upon starting the side mission.)
Harry Osborn (recording): Okay, be careful in here Pete. This station analyzes hazardous chemicals... Uh, basically trying to figure out how to counteract them if they ever got out into the world. Which (coughs) hopefully... they never will.
Spider-Man: Oh, no... someone broke in and stole a volatile rocket propellant... and they must've cracked the container, 'cause it's leaking! From the time stamp on the security cameras, it just happened. I need to get it back!
(Upon gaining control.)
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Spider-Man: Chemical's back where it belongs, I beefed up the station's security, and sent Yuri the camera footage to convict the thief. Not a bad day's work. This is one station that was already earning its keep... it should be safe from being shut down, especially now that the chemicals are locked away.
Vaccinate the Fish[]
(Upon accessing the computer.)
Computer screen: Kinda funny to have a marine research station all the way up here, but it's got great sight lines to the river. Any health issues crop up, we can address them pretty easy through aerial dispersal... once that system comes online, that is.
(Upon starting the side mission.)
Harry Osborn (recording): Hey Pete, this lab monitors the health of marine life. And we've got a bunch of medicine on site if you need it. The effects these diseases have they're just... they are not something any living creature should go through.
Spider-Man: Looks like there's a bacterial infection in the fish. I better take care of it before the food supply's contaminated.
Data Chain[]
(Upon accessing the computer.)
Computer screen: Data back-up. One of those things that's the least important aspect of a project right up until it becomes the most important. This station helps us manage overflow data from all the other stations - back-up for our back-up.
(Upon starting the side mission.)
Harry Osborn (recording): Okay, so this station collects overflow data from all the others. God forbid we waste Oscorp server space. Anyway, do me a favor and make sure it's running smoothly, or everything these stations do is for nothing.
Spider-Man: This isn't nearly enough server space... its close to overloading! That'll trigger a purge... and everything Harry has will be lost. I can't let that happen. Wait... ESU has a backup server near here they never use. That can handle the excess data. But I'll need to realign the transmission dishes to make a link from here to there—fast!
(Upon gaining control.)
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Spider-Man: Everything stored successfully. Should be fine until I have Norman assign Harry more server space. And he'll be glad to when he sees what the stations have been doing.
Chemical Leak[]
(Upon accessing the computer.)
Computer screen: One of the hardest problems with improving air quality is identifying the source of highly toxic, low-particle- count pollutants. Stuff that can make you sick from only a few grams. This station specialises in solving that exact problem, by targeting specific particulate toxins.
(Upon starting the side mission.)
Harry Osborn (recording): Hey, pal. This station tests particulate matter in the air. Now you'd probably have some science-jargon-y way to say this, but basically, too much is not good.
Spider-Man: Hmm... readings are troubling, but inconsistent. The only way I'll figure out what's going on is to test nearby emissions. But I've got other problems. The sampler's detecting toxic particles. Better check it out.
(Upon gaining control.)
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Spider-Man: That could've been way worse. Harry's research station just proved why it needs to stay open.
Pigeon Vaccine[]
(Upon accessing the computer.)
Computer screen: Who looks after the health of New York's pigeon population? Harry Osborn and Oscorp, that's who. Seriously though-pigeons are the number one vector for a ton of communicable diseases. This station helps us keep tabs on our winged friends before they become health risks.
(Upon starting the side mission.)
Harry Osborn (recording): Okay Pete, this lab has feeders to lure in birds and analyze their droppings. Yeah, that's right—I got an MBA to test bird poop. (chuckles) Seriously, though, you probably know that birds carry diseases that affect people and we need to make sure they're healthy. You know, I really wish I was there to hear your finest toilet humor on this one.
Spider-Man: Uh-oh... the pigeons are infected with a serious strain of avian flu. And it's already mutated to a form that can spread to humans! Okay, Harry's lab had everything I needed to make a vaccine. Gotta spread it fast, or the pigeons will be like rats with the Bubonic Plague. My best bet's dispersing it at three major migration points... Luckily the station told me where they are.
(Upon gaining control.)
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Reboot Times Square[]
(Upon accessing the computer.)
Computer screen: Just installed new energy-saving LED billboards throughout Times Square.
They're beautiful ... and insanely complicated. Regular maintenance will keep them in good working order, but Oscorp has never been great at routinely maintaining anything unless it turns a profit.
(Upon starting the side mission.)
Harry Osborn (recording): So, we installed energy-saving LED billboards all around this area. This station monitors how they're performing. Just hoping it saves enough money that Oscorp keeps this program going.
Spider-Man: Typical. Oscorp ignored the specs and jacked up the voltage going into the billboards. If I don't fix it, they'll explode... people could get hurt and it would definitely be the end of this station. I need to use my electric webs to shock the screens into shutting down.
(Upon gaining control.)
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Spider-Bot[]
(Upon accessing the computer.)
Computer screen: Wildlife tracking isn't glamorous, but it is important for a city of New York's size and density. You need some high-grade location triangulation to pinpoint something as small as a bird in this urban jungle.
(Upon starting the side mission.)
Harry Osborn (recording): Hey, Pete. Now this station tracks GPS chips deployed around the city on birds and other wildlife. It collects data on the environment, which mom wanted, and helps improve GPS on Oscorp tech, which, heh, dad wanted. So... it's actually probably safe. You know what, bud, I should have remembered to tell you not to bother with this one.
Spider-Man: Hey, the tech here might help me track my missing Spider-bot! Those things are too expensive to lose. Okay, I boosted the tracking signal on my other Spider-bot. Now it can track its brother. I lost the other Bot's signal in the park, so that's where I'll need to drop this one.
(Upon gaining control.)
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Lightning Rod[]
(Upon accessing the computer.)
Computer screen: Accurate storm tracking has been one of the brass rings of meteorology for a looooong time. The big problem is the size of the data set: weather phenomena require an enormous amount of processing power to accurately monitor. A distributed network is basically the only way to do it.
(Upon starting the side mission.)
Harry Osborn (recording): This station analyzes thunderstorms, and acts as a failsafe for the others. Now, they're all susceptible to lightning strikes, which would erase their data banks. If they're in danger, they'll automatically transfer their data to Oscorp servers. Just make sure it works, okay, pal?
Spider-Man: There's a storm threatening now... and the automatic transfer isn't working. No time to write code now... I'll have to manually link the research station data hubs. Then I need to go to the top of the Oscorp building and align their receivers.
(Upon gaining control.)
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Dive and Dash[]
(Upon accessing the computer.)
Computer screen: New York is renowned for pristine drinking water, but it doesn't get that way without a lot of work. This station is designed to ease that burden, by monitoring smaller bodies of water with connections into the city's main waterline.
(Upon starting the side mission.)
Harry Osborn (recording): This is one of my labs that monitors water quality. Any nasty stuff gets in, it tells you. I wanted to check on it myself, but... there's never enough time.
Spider-Man: Feels like Harry's not telling me something. I hope he's okay. That algae's already killing fish, and if I don't stop it, it'll work its way up the food chain fast. I whipped up a virus that'll attack it in Harry's lab, but I need a sample of the algae to make it work. Gotta get to the lake, stat.
(Upon gaining control.)
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Ventilate the Problem[]
(Upon accessing the computer.)
Computer screen: Steam heat is the most environmentally friendly method for in-home heating. But the pressure required creates a lot of safety concerns. This station keeps an eye on things and makes sure none of the pressure in nearby units exceeds tolerance.
(Upon starting the side mission.)
Harry Osborn (recording): Pete, my mom was a big believer in the city's steam heating. It's better for the environment than fossil fuels, but high pressure can lead to deadly explosions. This station was designed to monitor the pressure in specific buildings. Help me show Oscorp it's worth the cost... please?
Spider-Man: Harry's really invested in preserving his mother's legacy... and who can blame him. There's been a sharp rise in the pressure in some nearby buildings. The problem seems to be caused by faulty regulators. I've got to break them off before the pressure gets too high... and the building explodes.
(Upon gaining control.)
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Shaking Harlem[]
(Upon accessing the computer.)
Computer screen: Mom set this one up: seismic monitoring station, trained on the fault line running beneath Central Park. Really hoping Oscorp doesn't decide to axe this station. Have kind of a sentimental attachment to it...
(Upon starting the side mission.)
Harry Osborn (recording): Hey, Pete. Do you remember that steam pipe explosion when we were kids? Well, that's what mom built this station to prevent. It monitors the pressure in the pipes and pinpoints trouble spots.
Spider-Man: There's a dangerous pressure build-up happening now. I've got to do something about it, fast! Oscorp satellites take seismic images of what's under the streets. If I hit the ground hard enough in the right spots, they can show me the high pressure points. Pressure like this usually means clogged release valves. Once I find 'em, I should be able to jar the clogs loose with another ground pound. Got my lenses tuned to the research station. High pressure'll show up red, normal as blue. Okay, time to move.
(Upon gaining control.)
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Visibly Shaken[]
(Upon accessing the computer.)
Computer screen: Don't feel super awesome about this one: cloaking tech intended for military application. We're using armed drones to test it. This was my one concession to dad - hopefully this'll convince him to relax about funding the other stations...
(Upon starting the side mission.)
Harry Osborn (recording): This station may be safe, 'cause it's helping test an Oscorp military application: cloaking tech. But I don't love using armed drones to test it. Someone might get hurt.
Spider-Man: Not if I'm the one who tests it. Let's see if I can integrate the cloaking tech with my suit.
(Upon gaining control.)
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Completion[]
(Upon completing all research station side missions.)
Mary Jane Watson (phone): Hey, Pete. In the mood for some good news?
Spider-Man: Sure, I've already got plenty of the other kind.
Mary Jane Watson (phone): I just posted a new article. Oscorp announced Harry's research stations are providing valuable data, so they're fully funding them.
Spider-Man: You're kidding. That's great. I just wish we could tell Harry.
Mary Jane Watson (phone): He hasn't returned my calls, which is weird... I know how important this is to him.
Spider-Man: His mom would be so proud. He really stepped up for her.
Mary Jane Watson (phone): You helped a little yourself, tiger. You're a good friend.
Spider-Man: So are you, MJ... and wherever Harry is, he knows that. Can't wait to read the article.
Black Cat Stakeouts[]
(Upon finding a second cat.)
Spider-Man: There you are. Why are you doing this, Felicia? You know I'm gonna catch you...
(Upon using the third camera.)
Spider-Man: Another camera. Looks like Black Cat, alright.
Felicia Hardy (recording): Oh, poor Spider. I know I disappointed you when I couldn't go straight, but why mess the perfection?
Spider-Man: I think they sell rare wine here. She's branching out. Gotta try and get ahead of her.
(Upon using the fourth camera.)
Spider-Man: These cameras aren't cheap. If Felicia's really strapped, why is she leaving them lying around?
Felicia Hardy (recording): I love making you chase me, Spider. Some day, I might even let you catch me. Just, not today.
Spider-Man: Black Cat does enjoy playing games with people, especially me.
(Upon using the fifth camera.)
Spider-Man: Black Cat's been here. She was doing this in person the first time I caught her...or did she catch me? This can't just be some elaborate flirtation. Hasn't she heard of dating apps? She's up to something.
Spider-Man: Got it.
Spider-Man: That's Ty Stone's place, and it's full of priceless art. You're playing with fire, Felicia, but I guess that's how you roll.
(Upon using the sixth camera.)
Spider-Man: Felicia thinks she's toying with me, but I learned something in each of these scenes.
Spider-Man: There it is.
Spider-Man: I think some big-time lawyer lives here. She's after his client list to find new targets. Hate to admit it, but she's one smart cat.
(Upon using the seventh camera.)
Spider-Man: Felicia's keeping busy, but I'm catching up. Let's see where she had this time.
Spider-Man: Another cat.
Spider-Man: Cornelius Van Lunt's place. She's hitting places full of one-of-a-kind valuables. She must be working for someone, otherwise, why not just steal cash?
(Upon using the eighth camera.)
Spider-Man: Gah. Missed her again!
Felicia Hardy (recording): Bet you're wondering why I'm back in the game. The straight and narrow just got...boring. My target number's fifty million. A nice round number, don't you think? But, if you catch me before I hit my goal, I'll give it all back and go straight. My future's in your hands, Spider.
(Upon using a ninth camera.)
Spider-Man: Felicia is close to her goal. I've got to put an end to this, and fast.
Spider-Man: This area's full of Wall Street guys. Target-rich environment.
Spider-Man: Hah!
Spider-Man: She's obviously familiar with these places, and that gives me an idea how to catch her.
(Upon using the tenth camera.)
Spider-Man: Felicia's leading me on a chase, but that's what's gonna help me find her. By feeding all the past locations into an algorithm, I can narrow down her likely point of origin.
Spider-Man: Meow!
Spider-Man: I was too late to stop her here, but one or two more locations should give me enough data to pinpoint her hideout.
(Upon using the eleventh camera.)
Spider-Man: Felicia's close to her goal, and I've still got way too big an area to search. Gotta narrow it down.
Spider-Man: Every data point helps. Who she robbed, where they live...
Spider-Man: Found you...
Spider-Man: I think Lonesome Pinky lives here. Stealing from a country singer, she's getting creative, but I'm getting closer. One more ought to do it.
(Upon using the twelfth camera.)
Spider-Man: One more location should give me the data I need to find Black Cat.
Spider-Man: By my rough estimate, she's got about 49 million in loot. I reach her before she gets to 50, and she might go straight.
Spider-Man: Oh man...that's the gallery where they keep the Jade Tiger. That's worth a cool million. I've got to run my algorithm and find Felicia quick!
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The Network is Down[]
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Cat's Cradle[]
Spider-Man: Found her hideout...gotta to get there before she leaves town.
(Upon reaching the mission waypoint.)
Spider-Man: Freedom Tunnel. Before Feast started, this was a haven for New York's homeless...mostly abandoned now. Good hiding spot.
Spider-Man: Must be a hidden entrance or something.
(Upon finding the hidden entrance.)
Spider-Man: Bingo.
Spider-Man: This looks like everything she stole.
(Upon investigating all items.)
- Spider-Man
- Financial data on the Maggia crime families. Is she trying to blackmail them?
- Wow...first time I caught Felicia, she was trying to steal this. Looks like she finally went back to finish the job.
- Aw, look, cats dancing with the little spider. Also imprisoning him in a jar against his will. Cute. Very cute.
(Upon finding the recording.)
Spider-Man: What's this?
Felicia Hardy (recording): Spider, you raced here to redeem me, didn't you? You're adorable. And cute, too. Which is why I made you something more flattering. If you've got it, flaunt it.
Spider-Man: This couldn't all have just been a game, could it?
Yuriko Watanabe (phone): Spider-Man, the Black Cat just robbed the police department's evidence lockup.
Spider-Man: What? How? That place is like Fort Knox!
Yuriko Watanabe (phone): All those cats you found? When they were all together in the evidence room, they linked up, boosted their signal, and deactivated the alarms. No one even saw her sneak in.
Spider-Man: She knew I'd find the cats and report them to you. She played me...again. What'd she take?
Yuriko Watanabe (phone): Just her old costume and gear?
Spider-Man: She let me find 50 million worth of loot just so she could get her stuff back...which means she's got something even bigger planned.
Yuriko Watanabe (phone): Wow. Gotta give her credit. She played you good.
Spider-Man: Are you smiling? You sound like you're smiling.
Yuriko Watanabe (phone): Gotta go (chuckles).
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Internet Famous[]
Tombstone: On the Move[]
Tombstone: What's He Building in There...[]
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College Buddies[]
Tick Tock[]
Over His Head[]
A Matter of Debate[]
Home Team Advantage[]
Snipe Hunt[]
Error: File Not Found[]
The Heist[]
Story missions[]
The Maria[]
Mary Jane Watson: Mary Jane Watson, Associate Editor - begin research notes: My sources are saying the Maggia's mounting a comeback. The old crime families were all but wiped out, until Fisk went away and they started filling the void. The old Dons were working harmoniously for years, but now that there's a power vacuum, there's bound to be a power struggle. It's only a matter of time before one of the families makes a move on the others. Better follow up with my sources in the force—hopefully we can stop this crime comeback before it even starts.
Mary Jane Watson (phone): Hey, Pete. I'm working on a story you might be interested in...
Peter Parker: The Oscorp exposé?
Mary Jane Watson (phone): New one. It's about the Maggia crime families.
Peter Parker: The mob? I thought they went out with swing dancing. Both times.
Mary Jane Watson (phone): They were in decline, but with Fisk and the Demons gone, La Cosa Nostra is making a comeback.
Peter Parker: I love it when you talk dirty.
Mary Jane Watson (phone): Easy, Tiger. So you know the feds raided the Maggia last month...
Peter Parker: Sure.
Mary Jane Watson (phone): Well one of the dons had this lost masterpiece painting called "The Maria." And now they're displaying it over at Manhattan MOCA.
Peter Parker: Aaaand...?
Mary Jane Watson (phone): And I have a source who says one of the families is planning to steal it back. Tonight.
Peter Parker: Sounds like there's more to it than just art appreciation. I'll swing by the museum.
Peter Parker: MJ, looks like your source was right. There's a small army of goons trying to break in. Stay on the line while I take a closer look.
Mary Jane Watson (phone): Just be careful. If those guys are Maggia, they play for keeps.
Hammerhead thug: Hurry up, c'mon!
Hammerhead thug: The Boss wants that painting. We shoulda been in and out by now.
Peter Parker: Sheesh, some people will do anything to avoid paying full-price admission.
Hammerhead thug: Gotcha! You're going down, Webs!
Hammerhead thug: Boss wants his head!
Peter Parker: Time for a little demonstration of the fine art of subduing criminals.
Hammerhead thug: He's taken out too many of us!
Hammerhead thug: I'll break your friggen’ jaw.
Hammerhead thug: Gotcha!
Peter Parker: I know some of these guys.
Peter Parker: That's Frederico Frezelli... and Sal Patrillo.
Mary Jane Watson (phone): Those guys are part of Hammerhead's crime family, right? Why would he want the Maria? Doesn't seem like his thing.
Peter Parker: I'm gonna look around, make sure no one got in a different way. I'll let you know if I find anything.
Peter Parker: Hey - what is that? MJ, someone cut a hole in a skylight. I'm gonna check it out.
Mary Jane Watson (phone): So while Hammerhead's guys were trying to break in the front, someone else slipped in through the roof?
Peter Parker: Looks that way. No sign of anyone... at all. Shouldn't there be guards here at night?
Mary Jane Watson (phone): Yeah, maybe check the Security Booth near the entrance. There should be cameras there, too... they would've seen whoever broke in.
Peter Parker: The security booth's secure. I'd need a palm print to get in.
Mary Jane Watson (phone): Is there a way to override the lock?
Peter Parker: Not without a guard's hand.
Mary Jane Watson (phone): Actually, their handprint. If you can't find the guards, maybe you can lift prints from the things they touched.
Peter Parker: Oh. Yeah. Good idea.
Mary Jane Watson (phone): Always happy to lend a hand.
Peter Parker: Okay, if I were a handprint, where would I be?
Peter Parker: Got a handprint. Well, a part of one. Looks like I'll need more. Weird, it's like the guards just vanished. Now, where can I find some more partial prints? There must be a print on here somewhere. (finds a flashlight) Another one, cool. Trained guards wouldn't leave their stuff around like this. Unless they didn't leave voluntarily. (finds a coffee cup) Still warm
I know there's a print on here
just need to find it. That might work... And I think twelve down should be "karaoke", not kumquat
Okay, I should have enough partials to reconstruct a handprint. (swings to the scanner) I should be able to reconfigure the scanner so it takes my data. If I bypass the optic sensor, I can upload my own data. Got it. Transmitting handprint now. We're in!
Mary Jane Watson: Nice! What do you see?
Peter Parker: They're alive. Looks like they were tranquilized. No signs of a struggle. Definitely not Hammerhead's style.
Mary Jane Watson: So if not Hammerhead...who? Is there a camera feed?
Peter Parker: Lemme check. Someone switched off camera 5.
Mary Jane Watson: Well, that's suspicious...
Peter Parker: Let me turn it back on and see what they didn't want anyone looking at. It's pointing at one of the paintings in the exhibit...
Mary Jane Watson: That has to be the Maria.
Peter Parker: And no one's stolen it yet. I need to see this up close, figure out what's so special about it.
Info Kiosk: The Maria is a brilliant example of modern pastoral impressionism. The saga of its repeated theft and recovery are almost as intriguing as the artwork itself.
Peter Parker: Looks like a pretty normal painting to me.
Mary Jane Watson: It is. There's way more valuable stuff in that museum. So why's the Maggia so worked up about THIS painting?
Peter Parker: Hang on, MJ. Someone's coming—
Hammerhead thug: Keep an eye out. Spider-Man could still be here. Aww, damnit, got it locked behind security glass. Hey! Tell Frank we're gonna need to break out the big guns!
Peter Parker: MJ - Hammerhead's guys called in reinforcements. They haven't spotted me yet.
Mary Jane Watson: Good. Try to keep it that way.
Peter Parker: No snoring now.
Hammerhead thug: Hey! Who's there?
Hammerhead thug: Spider-Man's been here.
Peter Parker: You're in time out.
Hammerhead thug: What was that?
Hammerhead thug: Cops'll be here any minute.
Hammerhead thug: The hell with this! Grab what you can and run!
Peter Parker: Great, now they're looting the other art. Gotta stop 'em before they make it out. There's only one way out of here... Next time, try the gift shop.
Hammerhead thug: Man down!
Hammerhead thug: You picked a bad day to mess with us!
Peter Parker: How about as a consolation prize, send you a poster of that piece for your prison cell.
Hammerhead thug: I'll teach you respect.
Hammerhead thug: Tagged him good.
Hammerhead thug: He keeps jumping around!
Hammerhead thug: Keep him distracted! I'm almost to the exit!
Peter Parker: Cheer up - Maybe they'll have art classes in prison?
Peter Parker: Got him.
Hammerhead thug: Almost... there.
Peter Parker: Stay down! Too slow.
Mary Jane Watson: Peter, you there? You okay?
Peter Parker: Yeah, I think I got 'em all. Lot of art to put back though.
Mary Jane Watson: What about the Maria? This could have all been a distraction.
Peter Parker: My thoughts exactly. I'll head back there... Hopefully the glass was thick enough. The security wall's intact and bulletproof. Nobody's getting near the Maria any time soon.
Mary Jane Watson: Mission accomplished?
Peter Parker: I hope so...
Peter Parker: Yeah—I am gonna have to call you right back.
Mary Jane Watson: Why, what's going on—
Felicia Hardy: You look good. Been working out?
Peter Parker: No. I mean, you know—a little.
Felicia Hardy: So, you swinging solo now? Or back with your ex?
Peter Parker: That's a lot of questions.
Felicia Hardy: I'm just curious.
Peter Parker: Yeah, I hear that's bad for cats. How about you tell me why you're really here?
Felicia Hardy: I was just waiting for the right moment. Look behind you.
Peter Parker: Rockets?! Who brings rockets to a museum?
Felicia Hardy: Have you not met Hammerhead?
Hammerhead thug: Squash this bug!
Felicia Hardy: More coming your way, handsome.
Hammerhead thug: This is gonna hurt!
Hammerhead thug: The hell is that stuff?!
Hammerhead thug: Tagged him good.
Hammerhead thug: I'm gonna end this!
Hammerhead thug: I can handle this clown.
Hammerhead thug: You're out of your league, punk.
Felicia Hardy: I like your new tricks.
Peter Parker: And I'm tired of your old ones. Weren't you gonna stop stealing art?
Felicia Hardy: Who said I'm here for the art?
Peter Parker: What are you doing?!
Felicia Hardy: Think you have lives to save.
Peter Parker: Not again...
Hammerhead thug: What...
Hammerhead thug: Hey, waitwaitwaitwait. Hey... HELP!
Peter Parker: What the...? Where did she go?
Mary Jane Watson (phone): Peter, is everything okay?
Peter Parker: Sorry, MJ. I just ran into an old friend.
Mary Jane Watson (phone): Who?
Peter Parker: Trouble.
Mary Jane Watson (phone): So Black Cat was the one who went in through the roof... she was working with Hammerhead's guys?
Peter Parker: Yeah. She was probably watching me the whole time I was in there...
Mary Jane Watson (phone): Just tell me you didn't let her get away with the Maria.
Peter Parker: She didn't.
Mary Jane Watson (phone): Good.
Peter Parker: She smashed it and stole a data drive hidden in the frame.
Mary Jane Watson (phone): What?! Ugh...
Peter Parker: Sorry. So what do you think was on that drive?
Mary Jane Watson (phone): Good question. I'll start asking around.
Peter Parker: And I guess I'll start following cat prints.
Police dispatch (radio): All units, we have reports of an explosion in the vicinity of Times Square and Bryant.
Peter Parker: Explosion? Better check it out.
Firefighter: Looks like another car bomb. Which family set it up this time—Hammerhead again?
Firefighter: Probably. Might be more nearby. Better call in the bomb squad.
Peter Parker: Bombs under things? Time to go small.
Peter Parker: Alright little buddy, let's find those explosives. Okay, still a few more out there. Disarmed. Need to find the others. Got it! Just one left! Whew - got them all! Hammerhead's on a mission. Better keep a look out for more of these around the city.
Long Lost Loot[]
Peter Parker: Hello?
Walter Hardy (phone): Spider-Man? This is Detective Mackey, I got your number from a friend in the force.
Peter Parker: I bet I know which friend. What can I do you for, Detective?
Walter Hardy (phone): Probably better if we spoke in person. Can you stop by the Greenwich precinct when you get a chance? I hear you like meeting on rooftops...
Peter Parker: Sure thing, see you in a few. (hangs up)
Peter Parker: This will keep me busy while I wait to hear from MJ. That museum heist was crazy—it's not Black Cat's style to work with guys like Hammerhead. Hope MJ can find out the story behind that data drive.
(Upon reaching the detective.)
Walter Hardy: Spider-Man! Over here!
Peter Parker: Detective Mackey, I presume.
Walter Hardy: Thanks for coming. I wanna talk to you about the Black Cat.
Peter Parker: I plead the fifth.
Walter Hardy: Not the "new" cat—the old one. 20 years ago. I worked the case.
Peter Parker: Black Cat is a copy cat... huh. What happened to the original?
Walter Hardy: He died in prison. But we never found all of the paintings he stole. I've got a new lead, but the Department doesn't want to waste resources on an old case.
Peter Parker: Wasting resources is kinda my specialty.
Walter Hardy: Great. Head to this location. I'll fill you in on the way.
(While traveling to the first stolen art.)
Walter Hardy (phone): I appreciate your help. I'm retiring soon, and this case is my biggest loose end. So I went through the files, to give it one last shot. The old Cat preferred to steal art, but right before he got busted, he hit a smoke detector factory.
Peter Parker: Smoke detectors? That's random.
Walter Hardy (phone): Not really. He stole the Americium-241 inside 'em. We thought he had a buyer for radioisotopes, but I was watching a movie the other night, and saw something that gave me an idea. What if he tagged the paintings he stole with those isotopes in order to help him find them once he got out?
Peter Parker: What movie were you watching? Wait—don't tell me, spoilers.
Walter Hardy (phone): So I was thinking, if we track the isotope, we could find the stolen paintings.
Peter Parker: I have a scintillation counter in my suit that should do it. I'll call you if I find anything.
Walter Hardy (phone): Thanks, Spider-Man. If I can close the books on this one, I can retire in peace.
Peter Parker: I think I'm close to one of those stolen paintings. The signal's coming from this power box.
(Upon destroying the power box.)
Peter Parker: Huh, an art storage tube.
(Upon finding the painting.)
Peter Parker: Detective, I found a stolen painting—it was hidden in a fake power box.
Walter Hardy (phone): Yes! I knew it. Leave it there, I'll have someone pick it up. In the meantime, I'll send you some other locations we know Hardy frequented.
Peter Parker: Sounds good—wait, did you say Hardy?
Walter Hardy (phone): Yeah. The original Cat's name was Walter Hardy. I'll pull his files and have more details next time we talk.
Peter Parker: Walter Hardy, the original Black Cat. Felicia Hardy—the Black Cat that I know. This appears to be a family business.
(After "Long Lost Loot" mission completed.)
Mary Jane Watson (phone): Peter! The police scanner just reported an active shootout around Hudson and North Moore.
Peter Parker: Isn't that area controlled by the Maggia?
Mary Jane Watson (phone): Yeah. Whatever Black Cat stole, it might have just triggered a gang war.
Peter Parker: Well, I'm on my way to check it out. Any other updates on the museum heist?
Mary Jane Watson (phone): So here's what I got. Nobody knows what was on that drive in the Maria painting. But word is, Hammerhead now has the drive, and the Maggia families are freaked out about it.
Peter Parker: Must have been pretty valuable if it made a notorious art thief ignore art.
Mary Jane Watson (phone): Wonder why she's working for Hammerhead. She usually flies solo...
Peter Parker: Who knows. I stopped trying to figure out Felicia a long time ago.
Mary Jane Watson (phone): Felicia, huh? You guys on a first-name basis now?
Peter Parker: Well, I mean, I guess... maybe...
Mary Jane Watson (phone): Well, let's just keep each other in the loop, okay?
Like Old Times[]
Peter Parker: They're not being subtle. Time to shut this down before someone gets killed.
Peter Parker: Whew - got them all! Delivery truck. Hope it's those new slippers ordered...
Peter Parker: My slippers did NOT look like that online. I refuse to sign for this package! Oh boy. The gang's all here...
Peter Parker: Did I get everyone?
Thug: Alright, alright, alright! I give up! Do I get time off if I talk?
Peter Parker: You won't if you don't.
Thug: Aww... The, the white haired chick, she told us to come down here and make some noise.
Peter Parker: Sucker bait. And I'm the sucker. Where'd you meet her?
Thug: The bodega on Waverly.
Peter Parker: MJ, the whole shootout was a distraction. Black Cat set it up to draw police away from Waverly street.
Mary Jane Watson (phone): One of the other Maggia families has a front on Waverly. The Ciceros I think...
Peter Parker: Maybe I can still catch her. Felicia takes her time... she's nothing if not methodical.
Mary Jane Watson (phone): Is she now?
Peter Parker: Uh, I'll keep you posted.
Peter Parker: There's the bodega. Alright Felicia, where are you? There's her stakeout gear... What were you looking at, Felicia?
Peter Parker: Gotcha.
Felicia Hardy: Oh! Hey, Spider.
Peter Parker: Felicia, the Maggia are no joke. You shouldn't be playing with them—
Felicia Hardy: Aw, but I like to play.
Maggia thug: Spider-Man?
Maggia thug: He's workin' with the Cat—get him!
Thug: Nobody steals from the Cicero family and lives!
Thug: Hammerhead hired Spider-Man?!
Peter Parker: You guys sure do jump to quick conclusions...
Thug: Hey Spider, come work for the Cicero family, we'll double Hammerhead's price....
Peter Parker: I'm not working for Hammerhead, or any other crime family, I'm just—wrong place wrong time.
Peter Parker: Well, that was fun. Now where's Felicia?
Felicia Hardy: I like watching you. Reminds me of old times.
Peter Parker: What's on that drive?
Felicia Hardy: Not entirely sure, to be honest....
Peter Parker: Then why are you stealing it?
Felicia Hardy: If I don't—they'll kill my son.
Peter Parker: (coughs) Wait... your *SON*?
Peter Parker: Damn it. Felicia has a son?! Can't be. I mean it *could* be. And *l* could be... No no, not gonna think about that right now.
["Like Old Times" mission completed.)
Peter Parker: MJ, I found the Cat, but she got away.
Mary Jane Watson (phone): Really... how 'methodical' of her.
Peter Parker: She stole another data drive.
Mary Jane Watson (phone): Hm. So each family has a drive—wonder what's on 'em. Did you learn anything else?
Peter Parker: Uh...well... not much. Mary Jane Watson (phone): Okay. Sounds like she's helping Hammerhead, make a power play on the other crime families.
Peter Parker: Which could end badly for everyone.
Mary Jane Watson (phone): Last thing this city needs is a gang war. I'll let you know if I turn up any info on those drives.
Something is Screwy[]
Screwball (phone): What's up, S-M! It's your NUMBER ONE FAN!!
Peter Parker: Wait a minute—Screwball?! Ugh, don't tell me you're out of jail...
Screwball (phone): I'm sure AM! And I brought some of my fans with me! Aren't they just the cutest?! They're helping me set up for my new show... in fact, I'd love for you to SWING by! TTYL!
Peter Parker: Something tells me those guys weren't released for good behavior. Better get over there and check it out.
Peter Parker: Time to put Screwball's "fans" back, behind bars where they belong. Guys, we've really gotta stop meeting like this. One thing hasn't changed: Screwball's getting others to do her dirty work. What were they setting up, anyway?
Screwball (phone):Spider-Man! Wasn't that EXCITING?! Perfect way to kick off my BRAND NEW SHOW starring—YOU! Pretty sure you'll make time for this 'cuz if you don't, my fans will get angry and people will DIE. I just LOVE reality shows, don't you?
Peter Parker: Some people will do anything for clicks...
Screwball (phone): I'll be live-streaming every moment, so don't screw up! Mwah!
Screwball (phone): S-M! Know what an EMP emitter is? Well here's an ELI5—if you don't disable them, they'll knock out power across the city. Oh, and if you don't disable them in the right order—ZAP! Better hurry!
Peter Parker: Bet she's using a binary signal repeater. I can piggy-back on it to visualize the right path. Gotta use my webs.
Screwball (phone): I'm gonna send some photobomb targets out there, so keep an eye out! If I get a pic at the right time, BONUS! Well played!
Peter Parker: EMP down. Gotta stay on the trail.
Screwball (phone): For those watching: if you like what you see, don't forget to subscribe to my channel! Yes! Yes! Yes! Look at him go! We've got so many viewers the stream's getting choppy! I love it! PHOTOBOMB! Perfecto!
Peter Parker: So close to perfection.
Screwball (phone): Some up-votes, some down-votes—but thanks to ALL of you who tuned in!
["Something is Screwy" mission completed.)
Trail of the Cat[]
Mary Jane Watson (phone): Hey, Peter, I might've found the Black Cat's next target.
Peter Parker: Really? How?
Mary Jane Watson (phone): Because according to police dispatch, there was just a burglary matching her M.O. I'm sending you the location. Hey, if you find her, don't let her play you again.
Peter Parker: Yeah, I'll be on guard. She's... I don't know. She just seems to bring bad luck wherever she goes.
Mary Jane Watson (phone): Black Cat brings bad luck? That's a little on-the-nose, Pete.
Peter Parker: Felicia... what have you done this time? Cops have blocked off the whole street. If I can pick up the Cat's trail, maybe I can catch up to her. Looks like the security guard was hurt... Maybe the EMT can tell me what happened. (jumps down)
Peter Parker: What happened here?
EMT: Spider-Man! Uh, I heard someone stole a rare book or something.
Peter Parker: Is the guard gonna be okay?
EMT: Pretty bad case of photokeratitis - basically a flash burn of his corneas. But he'll recover.
Peter Parker: I need to check the alley... If Felicia did this, I've got to find her. Magnesium flare. Probably what burned that guard's eyes. If I analyze the residue I can track her... Got it. There's the trail. Let's see where it leads. Having a hard time focusing. I can't be a dad. I mean, technically I CAN be, but I need to tell MJ. She'll know what to do. But *how* am I going to tell her? Looks like a member of the Mauchio crime family. But if it's nothing, why am I freaking out? I should just stop freaking out. *STOP FREAKING OUT!* That didn't work at all. Still freaking out.
Thug: Spider-Man KO'd Vito! Take 'im out!
Peter Parker: ...and here come some of his brothers. Ever think maybe Vito got KO'd for acting exactly like this?
Thug: The Ciceros were right—Spider-Man's working for Hammerhead!
Peter Parker: Like I told the Cicero guys, I do NOT work for Hammerhead. And I'm kind of insulted that you would even think that...
Thug: The Mauchio family will not stand for this!
Thug: Tell Hammerhead he messes with the Mauchio family, he messes with ALL the families.
Thug: I'm not gonna go out like that!
Peter Parker: Better get back on the trail. (sees some thighs on the street) Those look like Hammerhead's guys. (calls MJ) MJ! Sending you a pic of a plate I need you to run.
Mary Jane Watson (phone): Got it. I'll let you know what I find.
Hammerhead thug: Did you get it?
Hammerhead thug: Yeah.
Hammerhead thug: What the hell, where's the drive?
Hammerhead thug: She said she wanted to deliver it to Hammerhead personally.
Hammerhead thug: Didn't I tell you to get the drive?
Hammerhead thug: Yeah, but she gave the other ones to him, so I just figured—
Hammerhead thug: So, I tell you to do something, and you don't do it. Now. You know what happens next.
Hammerhead thug: Wait- wait! Wait... wait, wait, wait, WAIT!
Peter Parker: Hey, don't act so surprised. You said you knew what happened next.
Hammerhead thug: We're gonna pound your face in.
Hammerhead thug: The boss sends his regards.
Peter Parker: Incoming!
Hammerhead thug: Got 'im!
Peter Parker: A thing of beauty.
Hammerhead thug: Put him in the ground!
Peter Parker: Great. (throws the book to the cops) here, fellas. It's probably overdue.
["Trial of the Cat" mission completed.)
Peter Parker: MJ, the Cat got another data drive.
Mary Jane Watson (phone): Just one more and Hammerhead has the drives from all the other Maggia families. We gotta figure out what's on those drives...
Peter Parker: And there's something else. There's this thing, probably not a big thing, but it COULD be a thing. A little—maybe a big—thing...
Mary Jane Watson (phone): Please say a sentence that doesn't include the word "thing."
Peter Parker: Okay. The reason Felicia's working for Hammerhead is because he took her son.
Mary Jane Watson (phone): Huh. Didn't know she had a son. Well, certainly sounds like something Hammerhead would do.
Peter Parker: There's this other thing. You know that she and I dated for a while...
Mary Jane Watson (phone): Yeah, so. Oh... OH! Are you serious?!
Peter Parker: I mean, I don't know for sure, but it's possible...
Mary Jane Watson (phone): Ew. Ugh. I need to hang up now.
Peter Parker: Okay then. She'll call back when she's cooled off. Right? I think I'll go on patrol for a while, try to clear my head.
Miles Morales (phone): Hi, Peter? It's Miles. I was wondering... wait is this a bad time?
Peter Parker: No, it's fine, what's up?
Miles Morales: Oh, nothing—I mean—wait—are you doing Spider-Man stuff right now?
Peter Parker: A little bit, yeah.
Miles Morales: Really? Like what? Specifically?
Peter Parker: You mean what am I doing right now? At this moment?
Miles Morales: Yeah! Unless you think that's, like, creepy or weird or something. Yeah, yeah, it probably is. I bet I sound like a stalker or something—
Peter Parker: Miles, it's okay, what did you want to talk about?
Miles Morales: Nothing, nothing... sorry. It can wait. I'll call you back later!
Pursuing the Truth[]
Peter Parker: Hey, MJ.
Mary Jane Watson (phone): First things first—head to this address. It's the last-known address of the Costa family safe-house. If my source is right, they have the final data drive.
Peter Parker: MJ—listen.
Mary Jane Watson (phone): No. *You* listen. I kind of over-reacted the last time we talked.
Peter Parker: Not at all, you reacted exactly how I would have—
Mary Jane Watson (phone): We weren't together at the time. And it's not like I didn't date other people.
Peter Parker: Right. Wait, you dated "people," like, like plural...?
Mary Jane Watson (phone): The point is, we're adults. And there's a kid in danger—so let's get to saving him.
Peter Parker: I don't deserve you.
Mary Jane Watson (phone): I know.
Peter Parker: Felicia, we need to talk.
Felicia Hardy: Aww... I do miss our little chats... but I've gotta run.
Peter Parker: She shorted out my web shooters with an EMP—Guess I'm doing this the old fashioned way! Come on, I want to help!
Felicia Hardy: Then back off.
Peter Parker: If Hammerhead's got your son, you can't do this alone.
Felicia Hardy: Why not? I've done everything else alone.
Peter Parker: I'm saying you don't have to! Why won't you trust me? We worked together before!
Felicia Hardy: Answered your own question, didn't you?
Peter Parker: Felicia, why didn't you come to me with this?
Felicia Hardy: 'Cause it's not your problem, it's mine. And I'll handle it.
Peter Parker: Maybe I don't think it's a problem! Wait, unless you mean the gang war, 'cause that's definitely a problem.
Felicia Hardy: Stay away. I'm better off on my own.
Peter Parker: Finally. Web shooters are back online!
Peter Parker: I can help you stop Hammerhead.
Felicia Hardy: How? No killing, no breaking the law? Your way won't get it done!
Peter Parker: Felicia, about your son, just need to know I just need to know... is he—
Felicia Hardy: He's mine. And I'll take care of him. Stubborn little spider...
Peter Parker: I just want to talk!
Felicia Hardy: Still with me?
Peter Parker: I can go all night if that's what it takes.
Felicia Hardy: NOW you're getting my attention.
Felicia Hardy: Huh. Guess I gotta play *harder* to get.
Peter Parker: Need to get closer.
Felicia Hardy: Last time: don't look for me! AH! Hey!
Peter Parker: Stop running!
Felicia Hardy: Stop chasing me! Why are you webbing me?!
Peter Parker: Because I'm trying to slow you down! That did it, now to get in close.
Peter Parker: Now can we talk like human beings?
Felicia Hardy: This feels pretty human to me.
Peter Parker: I know what's on those drives you're stealing.
Felicia Hardy: Look at you. Brawn AND brains.
Peter Parker: You can't give Hammerhead the last drive. Once he has what he wants, your son will just be a loose end. Let me help you.
Felicia Hardy: What're you thinking?
Peter Parker: Stall him, give us some time to find your son.
Felicia Hardy: (touches his face) I missed you. Glad we're back together again.
Peter Parker: Not like that.
Felicia Hardy: Shame. Okay, I can probably give us a couple days. Max.
Peter Parker: So, about your son—is there a chance I'm-
Felicia Hardy: Later. For now, let's find him. When he's safe, we can talk about that. Keep in touch, Spider.
Peter Parker: MJ's gonna kill me.
["Pursuing the Truth" mission completed.)
Mary Jane Watson (phone): Hey. You get her this time?
Peter Parker: Yeah—she's going to stall Hammerhead while we all try to find her son.
Mary Jane Watson (phone): Did she tell you if you're...
Peter Parker: She didn't say.
Mary Jane Watson (phone): Of course she didn't. Are you sure she's not just playing you?
Peter Parker: I know her. She wouldn't be working for someone like Hammerhead unless she *had* to.
Mary Jane Watson (phone): Oookay. Well, I'm gonna run that plate number you sent me. I'll let you know where it leads. (hangs up)
Peter Parker: I'm running out of steam. Time for a pick-me-up.
Eddie's Pizza (phone): Eddie's Pizza.
Peter Parker: Eddie! It's Spider-Man.
Eddie's Pizza: Spidey! You sound hungry.
Peter Parker: You know it. Can I get the usual, extra pepperoni?
Eddie's Pizza: I'm on it. You want rooftop delivery?
Peter Parker: Yes, please. Same rooftop as last time.
Eddie's Pizza: Gimme a few, I'll let you know when it's ready.
Peter Parker: While I'm waiting on Eddie, lemme head out into the city and see what's what.
Peter Parker: Hi Miles, just calling you back. What was it you wanted to ask before?
Miles Morales: Hey Peter! It was just... I mean it's no big deal or anything. I know you're super busy. I was just wondering if there might be some time we could, you know, start training.
Eddie's Pizza (phone): Alright, Spidey. Your pie's ready.
Peter Parker: Thanks. You're a lifesaver.
Eddie's Pizza (phone): Nah, that's your job. But, if you like it I can you give us a shoutout on social medias? Really helps the business.
Peter Parker: Will do. Later, Eddie! (hangs up) I don't think I've ever been this hungry.
Newsflash[]
Peter Parker: (looking at the pie) I love you. But now I must destroy you.
Peter Parker: (via phone, chewing) Hello?
Mary Jane Watson: Hey, I followed up on that license plate. It's registered to a storage company owned by one of Hammerhead's old friends. I'm there now.
Peter Parker: (via phone, chewing) Gimme a few minutes, I'll be there as s-soon as I can.
Mary Jane Watson: In the meantime, I'll just take a quick look around. Okay, first things first - look around, see if the boy is being held here, and if he is, get him out safely. What do I do if the kid looks like Peter? Stop, MJ. Just stop.
Mary Jane Watson: (using taser) This guy looks like he needs a nap. What's that... Sheets of counterfeit bills. Looks like Hammerhead's got a new hobby.
Hammerhead thug: Stewie, give me a hand with this. It's heavier than your mother.
Hammerhead thug: You crazy? I can't be lifting that.
Hammerhead thug: You know about my sciatica.
Hammerhead thug: All that stuff about Hammerhead cracking guys' skulls...
Mary Jane Watson: That's a lot of cash... looks counterfeit. No sign of the boy here... Perfect. I should get a picture of that guy—might help build a case if this goes south. I'll see if my contacts on the force can positively ID him.
Boss: All day with this damn phone... Get back to work. No more slacking off.
Mary Jane Watson: An unguarded laptop... golden opportunity. A shipping manifest. This could lead to their distribution center Come on, come on. Uh-oh...
Boss: The Costa family's causing trouble. Acting like they wanna go to war. I gotta have a sit down, see what we do about this. We're on high alert. You see anyone, don't take any chances. Take 'em out.
Mary Jane Watson: Okay, got all the shipping company data. Which will hopefully tell us where they're keeping her son... I'll look through it later. But now, gotta get outta here. Quietly.
Hammerhead thug: Is it true Hammerhead got shot in the head and lived?
Hammerhead thug: Damn right. Spit one of the bullets right back at the guy who shot him.
Hammerhead thug: Gah, what a mess.
Hammerhead thug: Who's gonna clean it up?
Hammerhead thug: You.
Hammerhead thug: Me? How about you?
Hammerhead thug: How about no?
Mary Jane Watson: Think I've outstayed my welcome. Better get out of here, fast.
Hammerhead thug: OK, everybody, huddle-up.
Hammerhead thug: We got to talk about this, situation...
Mary Jane Watson: Close as I ever want to cut it.
Mary Jane Watson: GAH! Son of a...
Peter Parker: Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry.
Mary Jane Watson: What are you doing here? And why do you smell like pizza?
Peter Parker: Because... I just ate pizza?
Mary Jane Watson: Well, while you were out enjoying lunch I was gathering evidence and trying to find a missing child.
Peter Parker: I ate as fast as I could!
Mary Jane Watson: I've got stuff to follow up on. I'll call you later. (walks away)
Peter Parker: Note to self—no upside-downies after double pepperoni. Yikes.
["Newsflash" mission completed.)
Cover for the Cat[]
Felicia Hardy (phone): Hey, I need your help, I'll send you the location.
Peter Parker: Felicia? What's going—(she hands up) Unbelievable. She expects me to just rush on over. And here I am, rushing on over.
Peter Parker: Sorry Miles, I'm back. You were saying something about training?
Miles Morales: Yeah, maybe just the basic stuff. Like swinging from a skyscraper ...or swinging from a low building? Or a tree?
Peter Parker: Miles, you're fifteen. You need to focus on school. That's way more important than...
Miles Morales: Yeah, but... If I finish all my homework early and you've got some free time one day...
Miles Morales: I mean, you started when you were fifteen, right?
Peter Parker: And I nearly got myself killed at least a hundred different times. I can't let that happen to you.
Miles Morales: Okay. Yeah, I get it. Talk to you later. (hands up)
Peter Parker: Oh man, what am I gonna do with that kid.
Peter Parker: So what are we looking at?
Felicia Hardy: Got a tip from an old friend.... Hammerhead's keeping something "extremely valuable" in that office above the bar.
Peter Parker: Lotta guys in there.
Felicia Hardy: If they spot me, my son's dead.
Peter Parker: I'll draw them out, then you sneak in.
Felicia Hardy: My hero.
Peter Parker: Come on. Please.
Hammerhead thug: We need backup, now!
Hammerhead thug: I see him! Over there!
Felicia Hardy (phone): I got something—Hammerhead recently bought a room-sized "impenetrable vault" to store his most high value items.
Peter Parker: Like a kidnapped kid. Any indication where this vault is?
Felicia Hardy (phone): No details yet, but I've got more books to go through.
Peter Parker: Keep looking.
Hammerhead thug: Enough of this crap! Everyone hit 'im at once!
Felicia Hardy: May I have this dance?
Peter Parker: About time!
Felicia Hardy: You've gotten soft in your old age.
Peter Parker: Old age? Hey, I might be old-ER but I'm not "old."
Hammerhead thug: About damn time you showed up! Get him!
Peter Parker: You guys just get off lunch break or something? Hey! Stop stealing my bad guys!
Felicia Hardy: You snooze, you lose!
Felicia Hardy: We make a good team, Spider.
Peter Parker: Don't get used to it!
Felicia Hardy: Are you guys even trying? Fire in the hole!
Peter Parker: Nice hook.
Felicia Hardy: You first, Spider.
Hammerhead thug: No, no, no!
Peter Parker: Did you find the location of the vault?
Felicia Hardy: No. But we're narrowing it down... and it's definitely where he's keeping my son.
Peter Parker: Yeah, speaking of him, there's an overdue conversation—
Felicia Hardy: (steps on the defeated bad guy) Do you ever miss this?
Peter Parker: What—me getting shot at while you steal things?
Felicia Hardy: I really tried going straight. Got a job that didn't involve breaking *or* entering. Even started wearing sweatpants on weekends.
Peter Parker: I wondered where you went. It must have been hard for you. Especially with a child.
Felicia Hardy: I need to go deeper if I'm gonna find him.
Peter Parker: Let me help. If we're supposed to be working together—
Felicia Hardy: (hugs Spidey) Some things I do better alone. Some things.
Felicia Hardy: I'll call you if I need an extra pair of hands. (flies away)
["Cover for the Cat" mission completed.)
Peter Parker: Hey MJ—did you get any good info from that laptop?
Mary Jane Watson (phone): I'm still decrypting the data—should have something soon.
Peter Parker: Good. In the meantime, we've got another lead. We think Hammerhead's keeping her son in a vault—but we don't know where the vault is...
Mary Jane Watson (phone): Once I crack these files, maybe we can combine my chocolate with your peanut butter. Do not make a saucy joke out of that.
Peter Parker: It's hard to resist a setup like that, but I'll hold the sauce. Thanks, MJ... let me know what you find. (hands up) Okay, got some time to kill. Let's see what's happening out in the city.
Miles Morales (phone): Hey Peter, I've been thinking it over and you're totally right. I need to focus on school right now.
Peter Parker: Glad to hear it!
Miles Morales (phone): But I still want to stay active, so I tried out for the basketball team. That's okay, right?
Peter Parker: Uhhh... yeah. Just be careful. Keep it believable. Don't do anything TOO flashy.
Miles Morales (phone): Like what?
Peter Parker: Well no dunking, obviously.
Miles Morales (phone): Oh. Right. Of course.
Peter Parker: Miles...
Miles Morales (phone): It was just once. And the dude was talking trash—it was so perfect, I wish you'd've been there...
Mary Jane Watson: Peter, I finally decrypted that laptop. You know that room-sized vault you were talking about? I found a record of it being delivered to a shipyard near Hell's Kitchen.
Peter Parker: That's gotta be where the boy is. Thanks, MJ. Better call Felicia.
Felicia Hardy: At this hour, it's either a booty call or you found something.
Peter Parker: Hopefully your son. I'm sending you an address. Meet me there.
Peter Parker: Sorry—did you say you *dunked* on somebody?!
Miles Morales (phone): It was just once. And the dude was talking trash—it was so perfect, I wish you'd've been there...
Peter Parker: Miles!
Miles Morales: I won't do it again. I promise. As long as you agree to start training me.
Peter Parker: Ugh. lemme think about it.
Miles Morales: Cool. Cool! Okay, homework time, gotta go.
Follow the Money[]
Peter Parker: MJ nailed it. This place is isolated... they could keep the kid here for weeks without anyone noticing.
Felicia Hardy: (approaches from behind) This is the place. I know it.
Peter Parker: We need to take 'em all out. Like we used to. Quiet as a cat—
Felicia Hardy:—sneaky as a spider.
Peter Parker: If they spot us, they might kill your son. We have to do this quietly. Lotta guys guarding this place. This won't be easy.
Felicia Hardy: You're so good at that.
Hammerhead thug: Need a hand here!
Peter Parker: Looks like about nine guys left.
Felicia Hardy: One per life. Let's not mess this up.
Hammerhead thug: Hey, I need some extra eyes!
Hammerhead thug: Yo, I need backup!
Hammerhead thug: Yo guys, over here!
Felicia Hardy: Just a few left. Two of them and two of us. That's all of them.
Peter Parker: Lots of places to hide a vault around here.
Felicia Hardy: You check the shipping containers while I check in that building over there.
Peter Parker: Felicia—
Felicia Hardy: What?
Peter Parker: I'm sorry Hammerhead did this to you.
Felicia Hardy: Yeah, well. He's about to find out—you mess with the cat, you get the claws.
Peter Parker: Should check out those shipping containers. Hm, just a bunch of boxes. Better keep looking. Building supplies. And no kid. Pianos. That's random. But no kid—on to the next one. He's gotta be in one of these containers. Some of the containers have air vents—Sable International? What is this stuff—Whoa... Hammerhead's got Sable weapons? I wonder what else he has—
Peter Parker: Well that answers THAT question.
Thug: Spider-Man! Shoot him!
Peter Parker: Hammerhead thugs and Sable weapons. It's the perfect mashup I never asked for. Another Sable APC. Wondered where all those went... Felicia, where are you? Felicia, are you hurt?! APC's, rocket launchers, miniguns. What did you guys NOT steal from Sable?
Hammerhead thug: Up there!
Hammerhead thug: Boss wants his head!
Peter Parker: Damn—gotta clear these guys out and find Felicia.
Hammerhead thug: I'll break you, little man.
Peter Parker: Whoa... that was close.
Hammerhead thug: Bet that hurt.
Peter Parker: Are you guys sure you know how to use those weapons? Okay, looks like you do. You asked for it. Welcome to the air show.
Hammerhead thug: I'll mess you up.
Peter Parker: And that's it. Gonna be sore tomorrow. Okay, time to find Felicia.
Peter Parker: Felicia? The vault... Felicia...?
Peter Parker: No, no, no... you gotta be kidding me—
Peter Parker: Tell me you weren't just stringing me along.
Felicia Hardy: Sorry sweetie. But I needed help to pull off a job this big...
Peter Parker: All you ever wanted was Hammerhead's drive.
Felicia Hardy: The entire wealth of the Maggia... ...in the palm of my hand.
Peter Parker: You gave Hammerhead fake drives?
Felicia Hardy: You think he's going to be mad at me?
Peter Parker: So... ...the kidnapping... your son... that was all just a lie?
Felicia Hardy: Lie is such an ugly word. I prefer "misdirection."
Peter Parker: Do the right thing. Take the drives to the police,
Felicia Hardy: Hey, I earned these. Besides, Hammerhead's on a mission and nothing is gonna stop him. If anything. I just helped slow him down a bit.
Hammerhead thug: (from outside) They cleaned out the whole yard! Check the vault!
Felicia Hardy: Time to go. I'll raise a glass to you on the Riviera.
Peter Parker: Felicia!
Hammerhead thug: Boss, we're in.
Joseph Martello: And...?
Hammerhead thug: Drive's gone.
Joseph Martello: Argh. New plan. There's a tracker on that drive. Find her—and kill her. And if she's dumb enough to go to her little penthouse, I've got a crew waiting there to send it sky high.
Hammerhead thug: What about the drives?
Joseph Martello: I don't care about the drives. I just want her DEAD.
Hammerhead thug: Got it. We'll find her.
Peter Parker: If there's a tracker on that drive, Felicia's in trouble. Gotta get to her—fast,
Felicia Hardy (phone): Miss me already?
Peter Parker: Hammerhead knows where you are, and he's going to kill you. There's a tracker on his drive.
Felicia Hardy (phone): I don't get you, Spider. I just conned, the hell out of you, and here you are trying to save me. How can you be so damn NICE all the time?
Peter Parker: It's not about being nice, it's about doing the right thing. You've got so many talents. I wish you'd use them to help someone other than yourself.
Felicia Hardy (phone): Yeah, well. You should know by now, that's not how I roll.
Peter Parker: People can change, Felicia...
Felicia Hardy (phone): Love you, Spider. I'll miss you.
Peter Parker: Wait—your penthouse, he's rigged, it to explode!
Felicia Hardy: Don't worry, I've still got all nine lives left...
Peter Parker: Dammit! Hang on, Felicia, I'm coming. Gotta move. Come on, come on! Hold on, Felicia
Peter Parker: FELICIA!!
On-screen: In memory of Steve Ditko, who, with the stroke of his pen, made the world amazing.
Mary Jane Watson: Wow. And they still haven't found a body?
Peter Parker: No.
Mary Jane Watson: Do you think she survived?
Peter Parker: I don't know. I mean, anything is possible, but...
Mary Jane Watson: So how's it feel to not be a dad? No, no, I'm serious.
Peter Parker: Honestly? I uh... I'm kind of relieved. Yeah, I've got a lot going on, you know?
Mary Jane Watson: Yeah, you do. But I think you're gonna be an amazing dad someday. At the right time.
Peter Parker: With the right person.
Citywide activities[]
Hardy's Stolen Art[]
(Upon approaching an art stash.)
- Peter Parker
- Hardy must've stashed something here.
- Seems like one of those stolen paintings is around here.
- One of the stolen paintings should be around here somewhere.
- The loot must be in here.
- The trail ends here.
(Upon obtaining an art stash.)
- Peter Parker
- More stolen art.
- Another art piece.
- There. Wonder how much this painting is worth?
- More art. This guy was prolific.
(Upon retrieving the art stash that is then taken by the bird.)
Peter Parker: Hey! Come back, little birdy! Gah—gotta get him.
(Upon retrieving it from the bird, before the dialogue for finding the stash.)
Peter Parker: Gotcha!
(Upon finding a second art stash.)
Peter Parker: Detective, I found another stolen painting.
Walter Hardy: Good work. We could close a whole bunch of files before we're done.
Peter Parker: How'd Hardy die, anyway?
Walter Hardy: Escape attempt from Ryker's, he drowned trying to swim to shore. But now we can return what he stole and who knows, maybe this'll help you bust the new Black Cat.
Peter Parker: Right! Which is of course my goal! Gotta go, bye.
(Upon finding a third art stash.)
Peter Parker: Hey Detective, got another painting for you to pick up.
Walter Hardy (phone): Thanks, Spider-Man, I'll send someone out ASAP.
Peter Parker: I'm curious, did Hardy have any family?
Walter Hardy (phone): Yeah. A daughter, Felicia.
Peter Parker: You don't say.
Walter Hardy (phone): I know what you're thinking—she might be the new Cat. But I ran a search on her... comes up clean.
Peter Parker: She just hasn't been caught yet. The police got her suit and equipment last time, but they just missed her.
Walter Hardy (phone): I dunno, doesn't track. When I interrogated Hardy, it sounded like he really loved his kid. Didn't want her mixed up in his work.
Peter Parker: Oh really? Good to know. I'll keep an eye out for more stolen paintings. (hands up)
Peter Parker: Sounds like daddy didn't want daughter following in his paw prints...
(Upon finding a fourth art stash.)
Peter Parker: Detective, I found another stolen art piece—sending coordinates your way.
Walter Hardy (phone): Nice work. So, you've met the new Black Cat, right?
Peter Parker: Why, you working that case too?
Walter Hardy (phone): Nah, just curious. What's she like?
Peter Parker: Complicated. Frustrating. She's manipulative—but she's also got a good heart. She only robs folks who can afford it. or who she thinks deserve it.
Walter Hardy (phone): And she gave you the slip, huh?
Peter Parker: More than once. I can honestly say I've never met anyone quite like her.
Walter Hardy (phone): I know the feeling. Talk to you later.
(Upon finding a fifth art stash.)
Peter Parker: Detective, I found another painting.
Walter Hardy (phone): Good work. We should get you a badge. I'll have someone come and pick it up.
Peter Parker: So in your professional opinion, is the new cat similar to the old one?
Walter Hardy (phone): Well, she's clearly modeling herself after Hardy. Her style, technique. Hell, her grapple looks like an updated version of his old tech.
Peter Parker: Right, you guys had her equipment in lockup for a while. So she steals intellectual property too.
Walter Hardy (phone): More like improves on it. She's elevated Hardy's work to a whole new level.
Peter Parker: Almost sounds like you admire her.
Walter Hardy (phone): Do this long enough, you can't help noticing real talent. Kinda sounds like you think highly of her too.
Peter Parker: Oh, well, y'know, it's... what you said. Game recognizes game. I'll let you know if I find any more old loot.
(Upon finding a sixth art stash.)
Peter Parker: Detective, I'm sending coordinates your way. Another one of Hardy's old paintings.
Walter Hardy (phone): Thanks for that. I'll send someone ASAP.
Peter Parker: Why'd the old Cat try to escape Ryker's? Nonviolent burglary, he had a shot at parole.
Walter Hardy (phone): Hardy got too big for his britches. The Maggia wanted him to work for them. He said no. That got him on their hit list.
Peter Parker: Not a list you want to be on.
Walter Hardy (phone): Especially if you have family. The Maggia will target anyone to make their point.
Peter Parker: I've noticed. I'll be in touch, Detective.
(Upon finding a seventh art stash.)
Peter Parker: Found another painting, Detective. Hardy sure found some clever hiding places.
Walter Hardy (phone): He was one hell of a second story man.
Peter Parker: Obviously. So how'd you catch him?
Walter Hardy (phone): I'd like to say solid police work. But the more I look at it, the more I think he let himself get caught.
Peter Parker: To get away from the Maggia? He must've known they could get to him in prison.
Walter Hardy (phone): Sure, but the best way to protect his daughter was to take himself off the board.
Peter Parker: And it ended up being more permanent than he planned.
(Upon finding an eighth art stash.)
Peter Parker: Congratulations, Detective! You might be the winner of some of Walter Hardy's stolen loot.
Walter Hardy (phone): Listen, no offense, but I've been looking into case files. Some witnesses say you and the new Black Cat were seen working together. What's up with that?
Peter Parker: She said she wanted to go straight, and I believed her. I tried to train her, and she did a lot of good. For a while. Unfortunately, old habits die hard. I got a tip she was stealing from the crooks we took down and went to her place, and found the loot.
Walter Hardy (phone): You knew where she lived? Was this professional, or, uh, was something else going on?
Peter Parker: Uh, we're venturing into kinda personal territory here, Detective.
Walter Hardy (phone): Fair enough. Just doing my job. Call me when you've got something else.
(Upon finding a ninth art stash.)
Peter Parker: Got another one, Detective. Hardy had enough to set himself up for life. I almost feel sorry for him.
Walter Hardy (phone): Probably for the best how it shook out.
Peter Parker: A dead body? A little kid without a father? Trust me, that's never for the best.
Walter Hardy (phone): It is when the Maggia's got a grudge. Hardy's death squared things. If he and his kid just disappeared, the mob never would've stopped gunning for 'em.
Peter Parker: He could've turned state's evidence... gotten witness protection.
Walter Hardy (phone): The Maggia's got a long reach. Some things you can't come back from. Hey, so according to my records, there's only one more painting missing.
Peter Parker: I'll let you know when I find it.
(Upon finding a tenth art stash.)
Peter Parker: Detective, looks like I found the last stash. Any other leads to track down?
Walter Hardy (phone): No. That's the last piece of Hardy's legacy. I really can't thank you enough, Spider-Man.
Peter Parker: Glad to help, Detective Mackey.
Walter Hardy: And hey—I think you're right about the new Cat. Look out for her, okay? It'd mean a lot to me. (hangs up)
Peter Parker: Uh...that was weird... What did he mean by that? Should call him back and ask him...
Automated voice: The number you have dialed is no longer in service.
Peter Parker: And that's even weirder. Better stop by his precinct.
Hammerhead Fronts[]
- Hell's Kitchen
(Upon entering the base.)
Peter Parker: MJ. Made it into one of Hammerhead's operations. It looks like a distillery but it's gotta be a front. I'd put my money on smuggling. Like illegal weapons, or fancy... gangster hats.
Mary-Jane Watson (phone): You mean fedoras? I think that might almost be worse than the weapons. Let me know what you find.
Peter Parker: Fedoras... right.
(Partway during assaulting the base, if this is your first out of all Hammerhead Fronts.)
Mary-Jane Watson (phone): Hey Pete, just working on my piece and wanted to check in. Did you find out what they're using that distillery for?
Peter Parker: No sign of smuggled-in fedoras—just big, illegal currency printers.
Mary-Jane Watson (phone): Figures.
Peter Parker: I'll be in touch in no time.
(Upon defeating everyone inside the base.)
Peter Parker: Whew, fumes are starting to get to me. I should get over to the office before I pass out.
(While searching for the file.)
Peter Parker: tbv
(Upon finding the files.)
Peter Parker: No money, no beer—but ledgers that prove their counterfeiting, and an encrypted file, too.
- Upper East Side
(Upon entering the base.)
Peter Parker: MJ, made it to Hammerhead's Upper East Side warehouse. I'm betting he doesn't ship his online shop orders outta here.
Mary-Jane Watson (phone): Lots of guys just casually wandering around?
Peter Parker: Yeah, place is locked down. But not for long.
Mary-Jane Watson (phone): I'm ready for anything you find. Keep me in the loop.
Peter Parker: Sounds like a plan.
(Partway during assaulting the base, if this is your first out of all Hammerhead Fronts.)
Mary-Jane Watson (phone): tbv
Peter Parker:
(Upon defeating everyone inside the base.)
Peter Parker: All right, that's one less warehouse full of Sable tech for Hammerhead to use against me later.
(While searching for the file.)
Peter Parker: This place houses a ton of Sable's server space. I hope Hammerhead hasn't gotten into it yet.
(Upon finding the files.)
Peter Parker: Time to collect.
- Upper West Side
(Upon entering the base.)
Peter Parker: Hey MJ, I'm at an old speakeasy crawling with Hammerhead's goons. Wanna guess what they're protecting?
Mary-Jane Watson (phone): Probably more than just an expired liquor license. See if you can find anything that'll tell us more about his operation.
Peter Parker: 10–4, Spidey out.
(Partway during assaulting the base, if this is your first out of all Hammerhead Fronts.)
Mary-Jane Watson (phone): Hey, Pete—just wanted to check in. Having fun at the completely-above-board speakeasy?
Peter Parker: Yeah, if by "fun" you mean "getting shot at by Hammerhead dudes," and if by "above-board" you mean "money laundering and illicit gambling," then... yes.
Mary-Jane Watson (phone): Figures.
Peter Parker: I'll be in touch in no time.
(Upon defeating everyone inside the base.)
Peter Parker: Shame they destroyed so much of this place. It's actually really nice.
(Upon defeating the thug guarding the file.)
Peter Parker: And scene.
- Harlem
(Upon entering the base.)
Peter Parker: MJ, I made it to the business in Harlem marked on the map I saw in the Bar with No Name. Looks like a body shop.
Mary-Jane Watson (phone): Ah yes, nothing sketchy has ever happened at a Maggia-owned body shop. See if you can dig up anything on Hammerhead's plans.
Peter Parker: My thoughts exactly. I'll let you know what I find. It'll be easier to look around if I take these guys out.
(Partway during assaulting the base, if this is your first out of all Hammerhead Fronts.)
Mary-Jane Watson (phone): Hey, Pete, just writing away. What's up with you? Finding more than just beaters?
Peter Parker: You know, I expected a chop shop, but I think there's something else going on here. Illegal transport of stolen Sable tech.
Mary-Jane Watson (phone): Figures.
Peter Parker: I'll be in touch in no time.
(Upon defeating everyone inside the base.)
Peter Parker: That's the last of them, now to see what's in the main office
(Upon opening the doors to the office.)
- Peter Parker
- Time for that performance review.
- Imagine working here 9 to 5? What a way to make a living.
(Upon picking up the first file.)
Peter Parker: Hey MJ, I'm just wrapping up.
Mary-Jane Watson (phone): Whaddya got for me?
Peter Parker: I found a paper trail tying Hammerhead to this place for your article. And there's something else—an encrypted file. Seemed important, so I copied it. Sending it your way.
Mary-Jane Watson (phone): Pete, this is incredible. Thank you. I'll see what I can get out of this file.
(Partway during assaulting the second base, this replaces the normal dialogue.)
Mary-Jane Watson (phone): Pete, is now a good time?
Peter Parker: Oh, as good a time as any.
Mary-Jane Watson (phone): I decrypted the file you found in that last Hammerhead front.
Peter Parker: Don't tell me. Hammerhead's baby photos? Did he always have the weird skull, or is that more of a recent thing?
Mary-Jane Watson (phone): No, it's... It looks like Hammerhead's been collecting information on the cops. On... Captain Watanabe.
Peter Parker: Yuri? Yuri? Why would Hammerhead care about her in particular?
Mary-Jane Watson (phone): There's digital clippings here... Watanabe got her first big win by taking down a ring of Maggia traffickers. She joined the force with a very specific goal in mind.
Peter Parker: So she's always had it in for the Maggia. I wonder why?
Mary-Jane Watson (phone): I'm... not sure, but I can tell there's a story here. I'll let you go—back to work for us both.
(Upon picking up the second or third file in the Upper East Side base.)
Peter Parker: Hey MJ, not only was this place Hammerhead's Sable distribution front, it was also storing a ton of Sable's servers. I cleared it out and I'm sending you another file to decrypt.
Mary-Jane Watson (phone): Amazing Pete, thank you. This story's really coming together.
Peter Parker: Glad to hear it.
(Upon picking up the second or third file in the Harlem base.)
Peter Parker: MJ, I found Hammerhead's plans to use this as a mid-way point for transporting Sable caches. I'm sending another encrupted file your way, too.
Mary-Jane Watson (phone): Great work, Pete. I'm going heads-down on this article again. Talk soon.
(Upon picking up the second or third file in the Upper West Side base.)
Peter Parker: MJ, I've got it. Hammerhead was laundering his counterfeit cash through here with the help of some less than legitimate gambling operations. I've also got another encrypted file for ya.
Mary-Jane Watson (phone): Solid work, Pete. I'll add this all to my piece right now.
Peter Parker: Awesome, MJ. Thanks.
(Upon picking up the second or third file in the Hell's Kitchen base.)
Peter Parker: tbv
Mary-Jane Watson (phone):
(Partway during assaulting the third base, this replaces the normal dialogue.)
Mary-Jane Watson (phone): Hey Pete, I have more decrypted file deets.
Peter Parker: Hit me. No, no, no, not you guys.
Mary-Jane Watson (phone): Okay, Hammerhead's weirdly obsessed with Watanabe. Ugh, I hate when guys get internet stalky. Lots of transfer records here. She's been jumping from precinct to precinct.
Peter Parker: So, the Maggia weren't just the start of her career. She's made them her entire career.
Mary-Jane Watson (phone): You got it. She's been responsible for shutting down every shady Maggia joint in town for a decade. It's pretty amazing to see, actually.
Peter Parker: That's Yuri, all right.
Mary-Jane Watson (phone): She seems like a bulldog. I think I'd like her.
Peter Parker: You would. Thanks for the heads up, MJ.
Mary-Jane Watson (phone): No problem. I'm gonna keep looking into this. Talk to you later.
(Partway during assaulting the fourth base, this replaces the normal dialogue.)
Mary-Jane Watson (phone): Peter, I decrypted that third file you sent me.
Peter Parker: Cool, I'm also doing important stuff.
Mary-Jane Watson (phone): Just keep doing what you're doing while I talk at you. It seems like the Captain's—Yuri's—got some baggage.
Peter Parker: Who doesn't?
Mary-Jane Watson (phone): Yeah. There's some old police records here—id you know she's a third-generation cop?
Peter Parker: Huh, runs in the family?
Mary-Jane Watson (phone): Kind of. Yuri's father was kicked off the force. Convicted and imprisoned for accepting bribes, Maggia bribes.
Peter Parker: He was dirty?
Mary-Jane Watson (phone): Dirty as they come. Looks to me like Yuri's trying to make up for her dad's mistakes, and taking the Maggia down in the process.
Peter Parker: Heavy. No wonder she's going so hard on this.
Mary-Jane Watson (phone): Yeah, I know I'm supposed to be writing about the Hammerhead fronts, but this is pretty compelling stuff. Call me back soon.
(Upon picking up the fourth file.)
Peter Parker: I'm done here sending you one last encrypted file and—
Mary-Jane Watson (phone): You don't have to. I already know what it's gonna say.
Peter Parker: You do?
Mary-Jane Watson (phone): Hammerhead's not the only one who can get his hands on files he shouldn't have.
(Upon clearing out all of the Hammerhead Fronts and collecting all files.)
Mary-Jane Watson (phone): Yuri's been disciplined lately. A lot. She's entirely focused on stopping Hammerhead and the Maggia. She stopped following protocol. It doesn't look good for her
Peter Parker: Luckily she's got people who have her back.
Mary-Jane Watson (phone): Yeah. Listen, Peter... this makes better copy than the Hammerhead fronts. I've got to pitch it.
Peter Parker: I know you do. I know.
Mary-Jane Watson (phone): I owe you one for these files, and I hope things work out for your friend.
Peter Parker: Thanks MJ, me too.
Side missions[]
Like a Fiddle[]
Peter Parker: Hey. I'm looking for Detective Mackey.
Police officer: Mackey? Doesn't ring a bell...
Peter Parker: Older guy with a mustache...?
Police officer: Either you got the wrong precinct or someone played you.
Peter Parker: Yeah. Someone played me all right.
Peter Parker: Sergeant Mackey. Or do you prefer "Walter Hardy?"
Walter Hardy (phone): Hey don't judge me. I did what I had to do.
Peter Parker: Your daughter thinks you're dead, you know.
Walter Hardy (phone): And let's keep her thinking that. For her sake. Deal?
Peter Parker: Deal?! You just conned me. Why should I do anything for you?
Walter Hardy (phone): 'Cause you're a decent guy. Take care of my little girl. (hangs up)
Peter Parker: Grr. I am so gullible. I need to learn how to be heartless and cynical like everyone else.
Turf Wars[]
Silver Lining[]
Humanitarian Aid[]
(After completing "Together But Alone".)
Police dispatch: Attention units, there's an assault in progress.
Peter Parker: That doesn't sound good, better check it out.
(Upon reaching the location.)
Peter Parker: Hammerhead's crew have a Sable agent pinned down. Not exactly a fair fight, let's even the odds a bit.
(After defeating all of the Hammerhead thugs.)
David Obademi: Hey, you have to teach me how you do all that.
Peter Parker: Wish I could say there was an art to it. Mostly I just try to go where the bullets aren't.
David Obademi: Well, I am in your debt.
Peter Parker: What where these guys after?
David Obademi: These are humanitarian supplies bound for Symkaria. You have heard of the civil unrest?
Peter Parker: I heard it was more of a "civil war."
David Obademi: Indeed. Well, these men attacked me and stole most of the supplies. Where they took them... I do not know.
Peter Parker: I'll keep an eye out and let you know if I find any. Nice to meet you—
David Obademi: David. David Obademi.
Peter Parker: Spider. Spider-Man. Okay, that sounded way less awkward in my head.
Getting Deep[]
Peter Parker: Guess I'll do some spidey-work while I wait for Sable's call. Hey, what's that?
Mysterious Mystery[]
(Upon climbing the rooftop with the yellow tape.)
Peter Parker: What's with all the yellow stuff? Hm... Is this some weird street artist thing?
(Upon finding the police report.)
Peter Parker: A police report. Looks like someone was killed during a mugging. But nothing was stolen. Hm. What's with the audio recorder?
Therapist (recording): So, you have some "work-related stress." Well, you came to the right place—that's my specialty.
Mobster (recording): So they tell me.
Therapist (recording): Give me some more specifics about how you're feeling.
Maggia enforcer (recording): Guess you could say I put a lot of pressure on myself. I like to be the best. Plus I have a very demanding boss.
Therapist (recording): What kind of work do you do?
Maggia enforcer (recording): Everything here stays confidential, right?
Therapist (recording): Of course.
Maggia enforcer (recording): Good. Because if any of this gets out, you're a dead man.
Peter Parker: The case file says "One of nine." There must be more of these out in the city. There's a bunch of GPS coordinates here...
OS: Find Recordings at Crime Scenes around the city to solve this mystery. Press [button prompt] to continue.
Peter Parker: I love treasure hunts, but something tells me I'm not going to find a chest full of gold at any of these places.
Side missions[]
Aiding a Human[]
(Thirty seconds after finding all of the Olympus Hideout supply caches.)
Peter Parker: Hey David, what's up?
David Obademi (phone): Spider-Man, I have the supply caches and I'm on my way to the embassy, but I think I am being followed.
Peter Parker: Where are you?
David Obademi (phone): I am not sure, I ha—
Peter Parker: David? David!? Hold on, I'm on my way! Hammerhead's men knew David would be alone—and vulnerable. I should have seen this coming... Hang in there, David.
(Upon arriving at location.)
Peter Parker: There's David. He's in trouble, gotta move!
(Upon attacking.)
Peter Parker: Hi David, you look like you could use a little help!
David Obademi: Spider-Man, right on time!
Peter Parker: David, stay where you are, I got this.
(tbv missing combat etc. dialogue.)
(Upon defeating all enemies.)
Peter Parker: You okay?
David Obademi: Think so... thank God for this Sable armor.
Peter Parker: So... what's next?
David Obademi: Deliver the caches to the Symkarian Embassy. Thanks to you the SYmkarians will finally get the aid they need.
Peter Parker: Just happy I could help. But, I meant what's next for you?
David Obademi: Well, a few minutes ago I received a call from a school in Midtown. They offered me a visa if I accepted a teaching position. I don't suppose you had something to do with that?
Peter Parker: Good things happen to good people.
David Obademi: I can't thank you enough. I will try every day to help my students' achieve their dreams, as you have helped me achieve mine.
Peter Parker: Actually I should be the one thanking you.
David Obademi: For what?
Peter Parker: Reminding me why I'll always love this city.
(After the cutscene.)
Peter Parker: (sighs) Is it me, or is the world a little brighter right now?
Peter Parker: I'm just gonna bask in this good feeling for at least the next few seconds, or until something else bad happens. I bet David's going to be one of those "cool" teachers whose classes are packed.
Scales of Justice[]
(After collecting all Crime Scene Recordings.)
Peter Parker: Call from an unknown number. Hello?
Yuriko Watanabe (phone): Hello, old friend.
Peter Parker: Yuri?!
Yuriko Watanabe (phone): Meet me at the corner of Madison and 23rd. We need to talk.
Peter Parker: Wait—wait! Yuri! (sighs) She's gone. With all that's happened to Yuri, she must be beyond hurting... She doesn't do anything without a reason. So why did she lead me on a grisly crime scene tour? She must have a lead on this enforcer guy. It'll be nice to see her—maybe help her deal with... whatever she's dealing with.
(Upon approaching the target location.)
Peter Parker: Wait—what?!
Peter Parker: Yuri, what did you do...
(Upon approaching the body.)
Peter Parker: That's the Maggia enforcer—dead. And the case files from all of his victims. This guy killed all these people, but does that mean he deserve to die?
Peter Parker: Yuri...
Yuriko Watanabe (phone): I know what you're gonna say, but just hear me out. The system works most of the time. But there are times when it doesn't, and to me, that's unacceptable. Some people put their trust in fate, or karma, or whatever. But I can only trust me.
Peter Parker: You can't kill people, Yuri.
Yuriko Watanabe (phone): Apparently I can. And you know what? It felt good.
PP You need to turn yourself in.
Yuriko Watanabe (phone): For what? I just dispense djustice, true justice. And I restored a little bit of balance to the world.
Peter Parker: You're my friend, Yuri. I don't want to come after you.
Yuriko Watanabe (phone): You do what you have to do, and I'll do what I have to do. Goodbye, Spider-Man.
Peter Parker: Yuri! (sighs) What am I gonna do? This all makes sense now. What Yuri did to Hammerhead... she's been struggling with this for a while. She's always held in her emotions—that must take a toll on her. But she's also the most tenacious and stubborn person I know. This was a bad guy for sure, but killing him... that's too much.
Citywide activities[]
Olympus Hideouts[]
(Upon finding the Midtown base entrance.)
Peter Parker: That's my way in.
(Upon defeating everyone inside the Midtown base.)
Peter Parker: Done, and done.
(Upon confirming the reward window.)
Peter Parker: Now, where are those supplies for David?
(Upon finding the Midtown supplies.)
Peter Parker: There they are.
(Upon approaching the Greenwich base entrance.)
Peter Parker: The entrance to his hideout must be somewhere close by.
(Upon finding the Greenwich base entrance.)
Peter Parker: There's the entrance. Clever
(Upon defeating everyone inside the Greenwich base.)
Peter Parker: Okay, those humanitarian supplies should be around here somewhere.
(Upon confirming the reward window.)
Peter Parker: Time to find that stash of humanitarian aid.
(Upon finding the Greenwich supplies.)
Peter Parker: There are the supplies.
(Upon approaching the Chinatown base entrance.)
Peter Parker: The entrance to his hideout must be somewhere close by.
(Upon finding the Chinatown base entrance.)
Peter Parker: Huh. Must be underground. Guess it's time for some urban spelunking.
(Upon defeating everyone inside the Chinatown base.)
Peter Parker: Okay, those humanitarian supplies should be around here somewhere.
(Upon finding the Chinatown supplies.)
Peter Parker: There are the supplies.
(Upon defeating everyone inside the Chinatown base.)
Peter Parker: Looks like I cleared the place out. Whew.
(Upon confirming the reward window.)
Peter Parker: Now to find the supply cache for David.
(Upon finding the Chinatown supplies.)
Peter Parker: This must be the cache of humanitarian aid
(Upon entering the first base.)
Peter Parker: Hi David? I'm at one of the hideouts. I'm surprised Sable had you working alone on this.
David Obademi (phone): I resigned from sable International in order to ensure the supplies made it to Symkaria.
Peter Parker: Guess she's a true mercenary at heart... even choosing weapons over aide for her own people.
David Obademi (phone): Sable is more than a mercenary, trust me. Anyway, let me know if you find those supplies. And thank you.
(Partway during assaulting the first base.)
Peter Parker: Hey David, got a question.
David Obademi (phone): What is that noise? Are you fighting right now?
Peter Parker: Oh, yeah, I'll try to keep it down. I was just wondering, how much do you know about Sable's home country, Symkaria?
David Obademi (phone): Well, the Symkarian government has been consolidating power for over a decade. They are now effectively a dictatorship. The opposition, led by the Sablinova family, was either exiled executed. Symkaria has been in civil war ever since. Meanwhile, the civilians are caught in the middle with no way to escape and nowhere to go if they do.
Peter Parker: So Sable might have lost some of her family in the conflict?
David Obademi (phone): Yes. The conflict in Symkaria is more personal to her than she will ever let on.
(After finding the first set of supplies.)
Peter Parker: Hi David, I recovered some of your supplies, sending you the location now.
David Obademi (phone): Thank you, Spider-Man, I will get there as fast as I can.
Peter Parker: Great, and if it helps, I have a couple police contacts. I can ask them to help you out if—
David Obademi (phone): Oh no, no, no, that will not be necessary. I have it under control. Thank you again.
Peter Parker: Hm. Alrighty.
(Upon entering the second base.)
Peter Parker: Hi David, just found another Hammerhead hideout.
David Obademi (phone): Please be careful.
Peter Parker: I will. So, what happens when we get all the caches? Put some stamps on them and celebrate at Eddie's Pizza?
David Obademi (phone): Hah. Eddie's, yes. I will mist that place.
Peter Parker: He's not going out of business, is he?. Please tell me he's not.
David Obademi (phone): (chuckles) No, no, it's just—it's nothing. And do not worry about shipping. I will take care of it when the time comes.
(Partway during assaulting the second base.)
David Obademi (phone): Everything going okay?
Peter Parker: Oh sure, you know, the usual. But I'm glad you called. How did you end up working for Sable International anyway?
David Obademi (phone): I guess you could say the job found me.
Peter Parker: Go on... No, seriously, Hammerhead's guys aren't great conversationalist.
David Obademi (phone): Back home... I was a math teacher. I wanted to open my students' eyes to the possibilities beyond our village. Even when the rebel uprising began, and people started leaving the village, my students still came to school. And yet... if I had known what was the come, maybe I would have acted differently. It happened in the morning, right as school began. There were nine of them, all with automatic rifles. They asked for names, but I would not give any. Their patience wore out. They raised their rifles to shoot me... and that's when she came in.
Peter Parker: Who?
David Obademi (phone): Silver Sable. She took out the whole group. She saved me, and the children, and that is why I owe her my life.
Peter Parker: Wow... For a heartless mercenary, she's Sometimes almost likable.
David Obademi (phone): Sometimes.
(After finding the second set of supplies.)
Peter Parker: Okay, David. Found a bunch more supplies here. I'll send you the location.
David Obademi (phone): You are doing a great thing. Each supply cache could save hundreds of Symkarian lives.
Peter Parker: Why Symkaria, if you don't mind me asking.
David Obademi (phone): I merely wish to help the children of Symkaria, as I once failed to help those who relied on me most. Thank you again for finding those supplies, I will come by to get them soon.
Peter Parker: Hm, sounds like David's carrying around a little guilt. Like most of us, I guess.
(Upon entering the third base.)
Peter Parker: Hi David, think I found the last hideout.
David Obademi (phone): Great work.
Peter Parker: So, I was thinking, maybe we should store the caches at a local police precinct, just for safekeeping.
David Obademi (phone): I would prefer to safeguard them myself.
Peter Parker: I get the sense you're not telling me something...
David Obademi (phone): (sighs) I had a work visa with Sable International. It became invalid when I quit. Even an ID check right now could mean immediate deportation. I really wish to finish this one task and then I will go.
Peter Parker: Maybe I could help you with the whole immigration thing.
David Obademi (phone): Do not worry for me. This was my choice and I have no regrets.
(Partway during assaulting the third base.)
Mary-Jane Watson (phone): Hey, what's up?
Peter Parker: HI MJ, can I ask a huge favor?
Mary-Jane Watson (phone): Sure, what's up?
Peter Parker: Remember that story you did on the shortage of teachers in the city? Well, I know someone who might be a good fit... If he had a visa.
Mary-Jane Watson (phone): Hmmm. I think some of the supers are offering H1-B's based on credentials. Send me his info and I'll call around.
(After finding the third set of supplies.)
Peter Parker: David, the final supply caches are secure.
David Obademi (phone): Thank you. I will take them all to the Symkarian Embassy, and make sure the aid is delivered.
Peter Parker: Let me know if there's anything else I can do to help.
David Obademi (phone): I will. And thank you once more Spider-Man.
Peter Parker: Guess that's it. Hope MJ can pull some strings for him.
Crime Scene Recordings[]
(Upon approaching a crime scene, these are random except for the final report.)
- Peter Parker
- Getting closer.
- I should be close...
- I think I'm close...
- I think I'm getting close.
- Better take a closer look.
- It's gotta be somewhere nearby.
- I think I'm close to the last crime scene location...
(Upon locating the crime scene, in order.)
- Peter Parker
- Huh... mystery person's calling card...
- Whoever's setting up these scenes really likes the color yellow.
- Lots of police tape and equipment at these scenes. Whoever's doing this must have access to this stuff.
- Another setup for me.
- I hope whoever is leaving these has a good reason.
- And there's the trademark yellow—the recorder must be around here somewhere.
- It has to be Yuri's who's leaving all this stuff.
- Yuri's been here. Now where's the file?
(Upon finding a new police report, in order, excluding the eight report.)
- Peter Parker
- Another police report. And another audio recorder.
- Another crime report.
- On the last recording, the therapist turned the tables on the Maggia guy.
- Another file and recorder.
- There's a report and recorder.
- There's another police report.
- Another report and recorder. I almost don't want to listen.
(Upon picking up the police report in the Financial District.)
Peter Parker: This looks familiar—I think it's the last known location of a Maggia information who disappeared a few months ago...
(Upon picking up the police report in southern Greenwich.)
Peter Parker: Whoever left these wanted me to look closer at these accidents. I remember Yuri telling me about a drowning here—she was suspicious because the victim was a competitive swimmer...
(Upon picking up the police report in northern Greenwich.)
Peter Parker: I think there was a hit and run here recently. The victim was set to testify against one of Hammerhead's men. But of course, police never found a suspect.
(Upon picking up the police report in southern Chinatown.)
Peter Parker: Someone fell to their death from this ledge—it was ruled an accident, but was it?
(Upon picking up the police report in northern Chinatown.)
Peter Parker: Police ruled this a suicide, but Yuri had her doubts—the victim was part of Hammerhead's crime family...
(Upon picking up the police report in western Midtown.)
Peter Parker: I remember this—a person got electrocuted accidentally, but the victim had ties to Hammerhead. Yuri tried, but couldn't find evidence of foul play.
(Upon picking up the police report in eastern Midtown.)
Peter Parker: I remember Yuri saying this was ruled an accidental death. Food poisoning I think.
(Upon finding the second police report.)
Therapist (recording): I'm feeling a little uncomfortable. I think we should end the session.
Maggia enforcer (recording): Sorry Doc, I didn't mean to scare you. I've just been paranoid lately. Like I said, stressful job.
Therapist (recording): Okay. Tell me a little bit more about your job. Describe a typical day.
Maggia enforcer (recording): Hm, typical day... Guess it starts with waking up, checking my phone, see who the boss wants me to hit that day. And then I go grab breakfast, I've been trying to do that keto thing, y'know? Then I do the hits, sometimes it's messy so I gotta head home and clean up. I try to get to the gym in the afternoon, then dinner, and I um—
Therapist (recording): Sorry, umm, can you go back for a moment? What does "do a hit" mean exactly?
Maggia enforcer (recording): It means I kill who my boss tells me to. I'm pretty good at it by now. Got quite the resume. (laughs)
Peter Parker: This guy sounds like a Maggia enforcer. Feels like this is just part of the story. I should keep an eye on for more scenes like this.
(Upon finding the third police report.)
Peter Parker: Let's hear what the recorder has to say.
Maggia enforcer (recording): So what do you think, Doc?
Therapist (recording): Well, clinically, you are a sociopath. You have no remorse for your actions. You clearly are not stressed. I doubt you think there's actually anything wrong with you. So why did you really come see me today?
Maggia enforcer (recording): (laughs) You're smart, I like that. Okay, let's get right to it, then. You do what I tell you, and I won't kill your family.
Peter Parker: Whoa.
Therapist (recording): You want to get right to it? Okay then. I know why you're really here. I knew who you were the minute you walked in that door. And I also know that before I do anything for you, you're gonna do something for me.
Peter Parker: Well that took a turn. These crime scenes all feel like covers for Maggia hits. And if the guy on the tape is a Maggia enforcer—maybe he's the one who killed all these people.
(Upon finding the fourth police report.)
Therapist (recording): Welcome back, have a seat. So did you bring the uh...
Maggia enforcer (recording): Here. Hope this take care of your "cash flow problem."
Therapist (recording): Right. It most certainly does. Thank you. So. I assume you came to me because I have a few police officers as clients.
Maggia enforcer (recording): You assumed correct. But my boss and I are only interested in one of them.
Therapist (recording): And who might that be?
Maggia enforcer (recording): Captain Yuri Watanabe.
Peter Parker: Yuri? How is she mixed up in this? I'm afraid of where this story is going. I have to keep following it.
(Upon finding the fifth police report.)
Peter Parker: In the last recording, they talked about getting Yuri's mental health records...
Therapist (recording): Here's Captain Watanabe's file.
Maggia enforcer (recording): Hm, is this everything?
Therapist (recording): Yes.
Maggia enforcer (recording): You ever record her sessios?
Therapist (recording): No, I never record any sessions. That'd be unethical, and illegal.
Maggia enforcer (recording): Well, we'd like you to record her next session. And my boss has a list of questions he'd like you to ask. That gonna be a problem for you?
Therapist (recording): No, no—no problem.
Peter Parker: I feel like I shouldn't be listening to these—and yet I can't stop. Seems that whoever left these wasn't satisfied with what the police concluded...
(Upon finding the sixth police report.)
Peter Parker: All of these reports are from the last year or so. But last month, Yuri assigned herself to all of these cases. Was Yuri the one who left all those recordings?
Therapist (recording): Okay Yuri, let's move on—have your obsessive thoughts about this suspect continued?
Yuriko Watanabe (recording): Yes. Sometimes I feel like I've almost got him. And sometimes I feel like I'll never get him.
Therapist (recording): Are you doing your breathing exercises?
Yuriko Watanabe (recording): Trying to...
Therapist (recording): But...
Yuriko Watanabe (recording): I know who he is, I know where he is, and I know what he's done. But I can't do anything. Not without legally- admissible evidence.
Therapist (recording): That must be frustrating.
Yuriko Watanabe (recording): You have no idea.
Peter Parker: Seems like Yuri's his hunch is that the guy on the tape is the guy that killed all these people. I think she might be right...
(Upon finding the seventh police report.)
Peter Parker: On the last one, Yuri sounded frustrated.
Yuriko Watanabe (recording): You have no idea.
Maggia enforcer (recording): That's it?
Therapist (recording): I mean, we talked a little bit about her medication, but—
Maggia enforcer (recording): When is her next session?
Therapist (recording): Why? What are you going to do?
Maggia enforcer (recording): I'm going to do whatever my boss tells me to do.
Peter Parker: Oh no. Are they setting up a hit on Yuri? Gotta get to those other locations...
(Upon finding the eight police report.)
Peter Parker: These case files are getting more and more recent. This one happened just a few weeks ago.
Yuriko Watanabe (recording): You seem nervous—
TL Yeah, well, if the chief knew I was working undercover with you—(sniffs) I can't afford to lose my job. Maybe I should be the one doing breathing exercises...
Peter Parker: Well isn't that interesting?
Yuriko Watanabe (recording): Don't worry, I won't if you don't. Also, you're doing ground. You're a very authentic-looking doctor.
Therapist (recording): Thanks. I think.
Yuriko Watanabe (recording): You think he knows you were wearing a wire?
Therapist (recording): If he does, he's a hell of a good liar.
Yuriko Watanabe (recording): He's a Maggia enforcer—we know he's a good liar. Question is, does he know he's being lied to?
Therapist (recording): We'll find out tomorrow, I guess. You sure about all this?
Yuriko Watanabe (recording): We catch him in the act of trying to murder a police officer, he gets put away for life.
Peter Parker: Yuri, what are you doing? I have to find her...
(Upon finding the ninth police report.)
Therapist (recording): Hey Captain.
Yuriko Watanabe (recording): You ready for this?
Therapist (recording): Ready as I'll ever be. I'm all wired up, on my way to the office, just picking up a coffee first.
Yuriko Watanabe (recording): Okay. Drinks ar on me when this is done.
Therapist (recording): Hah. Looking forward to it, Captain.
Peter Parker: Yuri's suspended, but she still won't give up. Hard not to respect that...
Therapist (recording): Hi, can I just get a large coffee?
Maggia enforcer (recording): Hey there, Doc. WHo's that you were just talking to?
Therapist (recording): Oh, hey...
Crowd (recording): (screaming)
Therapist (recording): (death sounds)
Peter Parker: No... (groans) Why did I listen to that?
JJJ Archives[]
Marvel's Spider-Man[]
Meet Jonah[]
Producer: This is "Just the Facts with J. Jonah Jameson", where listeners like you discuss the issues affecting our city with Pulitzer Prize winning—
J. Jonah Jameson: Two time!
Producer: —Two time Pulitzer Prize winning former publisher The Daily Bugle—
J. Jonah Jameson: Hey, plug the book!
Producer: —and... and as always, if you order Mr. Jameson's book, Spider-Man: Threat or Menace, within 24 hours of our broadcasts, you'll get an autographed copy at no extra charge.
J. Jonah Jameson: No personalizations! Don't ask, not gonna get it! Welcome to "Just the Facts" with J. Jonah. Jameson—alerting you to the threats you don't even know about. Let's dive right into the calls. Speak!
Caller: Okay, so not for nothin', you gotta give Spider-Man respect for taking down Wilson Fisk, right? I mean, one less mob boss is good for everybody.
J. Jonah Jameson: Is that right? Tell me are you a police officer? Prosecutor? Maybe an award-winning reporter with decades on the job, like me?
Caller: Eh, no, I'm a plumber.
J. Jonah Jameson: Oh, good. Then fix my toilet and shut up! Let me explain something to you about crime losses. Soon as one goes down, every punk with a gun, a tracksuit, and a drawer full of gold chains decides he's the next Godfather. We're gonna have a gang war in the streets. But does that web-headed moron give a damn? Of course not. He got on TV, that's what counts, hah.
Caller: Yeah, well I can get copper pipe without paying kickbacks now. So until that gang war starts, I'm on the web-head's side.
J. Jonah Jameson: And you'll be singing a different tune when three new mobs are lining up to charge you triple for that same pipe... or just break your legs. Goodbye!
Crime System[]
J. Jonah Jameson: My loyal listeners—"brush-heads," they call themselves, though never quite understood why—will remember my warnings about the downright Orwellian Crime Monitoring System the city was installing. Well, It's not operating. Why, you ask? Because someone came to their senses and realized they'd be violating civil liberties? Wrong! Because those incompetent bureaucrats built a network that crashes more often than s wino driving a bumper car! So your tax dollars got wasted... and there's nothing to show for it. Which is about as close as you get to a happy ending in the real world, kids.
May from Queens[]
J. Jonah Jameson: And now for listener emails. May from Queens writes, "You're so full of anger and I wish you would get help managing it. It's terrible for your health." Now, I know she speaks from a place of concern, but this is a common misconception that I have to correct. I'm not full of anger, I'm full of love. I call out injustice, corruption and crimes against humanity because I adore this city, and I want it to be better. What you hear in my voice? It's love. Nothing but love!
They're in Cahoots![]
J. Jonah Jameson: Unbelievable. I understand we have another low information caller who thinks we're better off thanks to Spider-Man. Let's see if I can set her straight. You're on with J. Jonah Jameson.
Caller: I just want to say that I've never seen Manhattan so safe and peaceful. Compare what it was like when Spider-Man first showed up to now.
J. Jonah Jameson: Okay, fair enough. I will. Then, we had police and firefighters doing a wonderful job. There was crime, sure. But nothing they couldn't handle. Of course, we do have things now we didn't have them. Maniacs who shoot electricity out of their eyes. Walking piles of sand! Nazis made of bees!
Caller: Didn't Spider-Man put all those guys in jail?
J. Jonah Jameson: You're missing the point! They didn't exist before he came along! At best, he attracts them. But I've often wondered if they're in cahoots.
Caller: Wow, I've never actually heard anyone say "cahoots" before. Look. All I'm saying is, I hate to imagine what would have happened if all those guys showed up and Spider-Man wasn't here.
J. Jonah Jameson: Another lost cause. Goodbye!
Auction Heist[]
J. Jonah Jameson: You might have heard about the robbery at Rosemann's auction house. What you probably didn't hear, but my sources confirm, is that the perpetrators were wearing masks. Horrible, demonic faces. Yet another example of the explosion in mass criminals since Spider-Man came on the scene. Let's hear your thoughts. You're on with J. Jonah Jameson.
Yeah, I see your point, but Spider-Man stopped those guys today. Saying he's like them because he wears a mask isn't fair. It's, like, prejudiced.
J. Jonah Jameson: Wrong! Here's a little lesson in the English language, my friend: "Prejudice" means to pre-judge someone before you know anything about them. I know all I need to about Spider-Man! He runs around causing chaos, wearing a mask so he doesn't have to answer for his shenanigans, and a flashy costume so he gets attention to feed his gigantic, insatiable ego! Now, if I'm a mentally unstable person, and I see him getting all this coverage, what am I going to do? It's called copycat behavior, people! And it's ruining New York.
Anti-Menace[]
J. Jonah Jameson: Folks, I have to once again defend myself against a spurious claims from McDonald "Mac" Gargan, AKA The Scorpion. Yes, as I fully disclosed, I bankrolled the experiment that gave him superior strength, speed, and that unsightly cyborg tail. The idea was to create an anti-Spider-Man who is not a threat, and stops menaces. I had no idea he was crazy! Do you think his resume said ""psycho with a poisoning fetish?" His lawsuit is a transparent attempt to reduce his sentence at The Raft by placing the blame for his deeds on me—and that is one package J. Jonah Jameson refuses!
Truth Hurts[]
J. Jonah Jameson: I've always been about the truth. When I was a reporter and a newspaper publisher, I printed the truth. And now as a broadcaster, I speak. Sometimes it hurts. But it's my responsibility to bring it to you. And the truth is: the city is not quiet. It is not peaceful. It is a disaster waiting to happen. Threats roiling under the surface, like a hungry shark just beneath the waterline. Don't let Spider-Man fool you. You are not safe. None of us are.
Keep Osborn Honest[]
J. Jonah Jameson: Now a lot of people ask me what I think of Mayor Osborn. But what matters is what do you think? Let's ask our first caller. You're on with J. Jonah Jameson.
Caller: Hi, I think Mayor Osborn's doing a terrific job. He's cleaned the city up and expanded the economy.
J. Jonah Jameson: With all due respect to the office of Mayor, the police cleaned up the city and entrepreneurs boosted the economy. I do approve of many of the mayor's initiatives, like cracking down on "quality of life" crimes and reducing red tape. But I think he takes credit for a lot of things other people do. He's ambitious, which is not a bad thing... but I always say, be careful of people with agendas. We used to have a vigilant press to keep politicians honest. But it's a shadow of its former itself. Now all you've really got... is me.
Shock the Market[]
J. Jonah Jameson: Let's discuss the costume lunatic who just literally destroyed a bank. Wait, you think I'm talking about Herman Schultz? Oh, no, I meant Spider-Man! Look, Schultz is a career criminal, obviously disturbed—I mean, he calls himself "The Shocker"! So I don't expect them to act like a sane person. But Spider-Man claims to be a hero. Well, tell that to the bank employees who are out of a job! The customers who had irreplaceable family heirlooms in the safe deposit boxes! Couldn't he have waited until Schultz was, I don't know, outside to start the fight? Of course, then he would have probably wrecked several people's cars. Because Spider-Man views our city as his playground, and your property as his toys. And he just loves smashing his toys together!
The Way of Nature[]
J. Jonah Jameson: Friends, I've just received an update on Adrian Toomes, AKA The Vulture. Apparently this winged criminal has fallen ill with cancer, and he's been moved to The Raft's infirmary for treatment, which will undoubtedly cost a fortune in public funds. Now let me ask you—why do we even have an infirmary at The Raft? It's a supermax prison, full of maniacs! If they get sick, let nature take its course! Now I realize that's harsh—but so is my tax bill!
Nod of Respect[]
J. Jonah Jameson: Now, how often do I say Spider-Man should let the police handle crime? At least six times a day, and that's on my day off. And for once that is exactly what happened when Officer Jefferson Davis stopped a truck full of armed criminals from mowing down innocent bystanders. What about Spider-Man, you ask? Where was the city self-styled champion? Oh, he's the one who started this chase right out of an 80s action movie. But it took a real hero to finish it. Thank God Officer Davis was on the scene, and that he saved all those lives in spite of Spider-Man's interference. Jefferson Davis, you have earned the coveted J. Jonah Jameson nod of respect. I just nodded.
Waterfront Weapons[]
J. Jonah Jameson: It's all over the news: another battle between Spider-Man and these demon-masked gunmen threatening the lives of New Yorkers. I understand our next caller lives in the area. You're on with J. Jonah Jameson.
Caller: Yeah, um, the thing is, it all happen in a shipyard that's been closed for years. There weren't any innocent people in danger.
J. Jonah Jameson: Oh, is that your expert opinion? Well, let me tell you what I've learned from sources I developed in my award-winning journalism career. That shipyard was a front for Wilson Fisk. He's been using it to smuggle guns! Grenades! Military grade ordinance!
Caller: Ohh. That explains a lot.
J. Jonah Jameson: Ah, the truth bomb strikes! But wait, here's a fifty megaton payload of fact: while Spider-Man tried to grab the glory for himself chasing one truck, another vehicle got away with an arsenal of deadly, illegal weapons! Fisk, for all his faults, would never have let them be used in the city. But these demons? Either they're some kind of fanatical cult, or they just don't care! Anybody feel like they're in danger now?
Fireball of Doom[]
J. Jonah Jameson: A helicopter fight. Trailing a crane. In the air above our teeming streets. On which it could have crashed at any moment in a blazing, rotor-chopping fireball of doom! Still think the web-head's protecting people like you, caller?
Caller: Well, he stopped them. And he made sure the helicopter didn't land on anyone. So it seems to me he did the right thing.
J. Jonah Jameson: Right thing? The right thing would be to call the professionals! My son served proudly in the Air Force. He's lost thousands of hours of flight time and years of training in protecting our homeland! But he's not good enough?
Caller: Well, of course he is. But he wasn't there, Spider-Man was.
J. Jonah Jameson: Because that's how he wanted it! God forbid he shared a spotlight with anyone! That's it. I'm done pointing out the obvious. Let's go to commercials. I need a double aspirin with an antacid chaser, now!
Sombre Reflection[]
J. Jonah Jameson: Today is a day for somber reflection. For mourning and honoring fallen heroes like Jefferson Davis. But it's also a day to vow: never again. It stops here. Some people say I blame everything on Spider-Man. Well, I don't blame him for the bombing. That cowardly act is squarely the responsibility of whoever committed it. But if we're going to keep New York safe, we can no longer tolerate the kind of lawlessness Spider-Man and his ilk represent. This is our city. And by God, we are going to take it back.
Very Special Guest[]
J. Jonah Jameson: Friends today we have a very special caller, breaking important news right here... because where else? Mayor Osborn, thanks for calling in.
Norman Osborn (phone): No thank you, Jonah. When you were publishing the Bugle, you were always fair to me. Tough, sure, but fair.
J. Jonah Jameson: Well, that's my job, Mr. Mayor, all I have is my integrity, and I won't compromise it for anyone. Now! What's this crucial breaking news you're revealing for the first time anywhere on my show?
Norman Osborn (phone): Well, after the brutal, cowardly City Hall bombing that almost claimed my life, it's clear: our understaffed police department needs help. And I want to reassure the people of New York that I am providing it.
J. Jonah Jameson: Ahah! I said it! You all heard me say we needed this. Are you using my idea of bringing in cops from Lake Placid?
Norman Osborn (phone): Ah, no, though, that was a fine idea. No, this would be a security contractor, much like the ones our military uses to assist our troops overseas. I can't name it until the contracts are signed, but their qualifications are impeccable.
J. Jonah Jameson: Well, that sounds terrific. Mr. Mayor... though of course I'll have to reserve my tough but fair final judgment until I have all the facts.
Norman Osborn (phone): I'd expect nothing less. And let me stress, this is in no way replacing our brave officers of the law. Just... augmenting them. In a way that cuts through the red tape and gets results.
J. Jonah Jameson: And results are what we want! You know, I'm glad you're here, so I can share my theory on how Spider-Man may well be working with the Demons.
Norman Osborn (phone): And a fascinating theory it is, I'm sure, but my doctors are advising me to get some rest now, so if you don't mind.
J. Jonah Jameson: Oh, of course. Thank you for calling in. Mr. Mayor. My lines are open for you any time. Jared! Did you hear? Tough, but fair! That's our new slogan. I don't care who else is using it! Don't care!
Suspect No. 1[]
J. Jonah Jameson: Breaking news just in. My sources told me the police are now looking at the Demons as the primary suspects in the City Hall bombing. If that is in fact the case, I retract what I said about Spider-Man not being to blame. You would be, at the very least, partially responsible. Because the reckless manner in which Wilson Fisk was brought down directly created the void the Demons poured into, like the poison they are. Actions have consequences, my friends. And that's something Spider-Man... has never understood.
No Thanks Needed[]
Caller: I have to tell you, triple-H, I used to think you were exaggerating the danger to the city. But after the City Hall bombing, I got to admit you were right.
J. Jonah Jameson: A lot of people have been telling me that. Congratulating me. But I don't want congratulations. I would have loved to have been wrong. Or better yet, for those in a position of power to have listened to me, and done something. But they didn't and I'm not sure they'll listen now. Unless concern citizens like you and I make ourselves impossible to ignore. Stand up! Take your city back! That's the only way we can ever be sure that justice will be done! That, and listening to me every day!
"More Secure"[]
J. Jonah Jameson: I got an interesting tip today, remember that barbaric beast named The Rhino? Apparently, last night he almost escaped from his cell in The Raft. How, you ask? Well, no one there seems to know, but they assure me he's been relocated to a "more secure" cell. Now I'm no expert on supermax prisons, but isn't the whole point of them that there isn't anything else more secure? I mean, he's a 700-pound maniac with an indestructible horn! If there's a more secure cell, why wasn't he in it?
What Do They Want?[]
J. Jonah Jameson: Now here's a frightening thought. Oscorp does research and development for the military. Are the Demons after experimental weapons? If I was a psychotic cult, I would be. I wonder where they got the idea. Hmm, what highly visible figure has made a career out of fighting madmen with lethal, experimental technology like flight suits, tectonic gauntlets and gigantic Scorpion tails. No, no, no, no—don't say the name. I just ate.
Rats on the Loose[]
J. Jonah Jameson: It started folks. I'm getting word of a serious increase in the drug trade in our fair city. And it's not the Demons or Wilson Fisk's former people. Criminals across the board are getting bolder,. Just as I predicted, the rats are crawling out of their holes, sensing weakness and opportunity. No one listened to me before. I pray they'll listen to me now. Be careful out there.
Must Be a Cult![]
J. Jonah Jameson: A group of terrorists assassinate American citizens in a bombing attack. How is it possible that, instead of being wiped out of existence, these masked criminals are still at large, and still striking an innocent people, like Oscorp CFO Charles Standish, in their own homes? How?! You're on with J. Jonah Jameson.
Caller: Yeah, uh, my cousin's a corrections officer, and he says the Demons they've arrested aren't talking. They clam up, won't even speak to their lawyers.
J. Jonah Jameson: This underscores a concern I've had about these "Demons". They're not regular criminals. They might not even be ordinary terrorists, although they certainly commit terrorist acts. But it looks to me more and more like they're a cult.
Caller: Are you kidding me? Those kinds of people are out of their minds! They'll do anything.
J. Jonah Jameson: It's horrifying, isn't it? Does this mean that we have to live in fear? To be constantly looking over our shoulders? To expect an attack at any moment? In my opinion, folks, the answer is... yes.
No Judgement[]
J. Jonah Jameson: Let's talk about Halloween, folks. It may be good fun for the kids to dress up as a cowboy or astronaut or ballerina and trick-or-reat. But this trend of grown adults glorifying the likes of Spider-Man by dressing up as them, is especially in the times we live in, disturbing. What say you, Gino from the Bronx.
Caller: Yeah, well, I get your point. But my girlfriend got this "Sexy Spider-Girl" costume, and it really spices things up, know what I'm saying?
J. Jonah Jameson: Huh. I most certainly do not. J. Jonah Jameson is not one to be judgmental. But you, sir, are an extremely disturbed man. Goodbye!
Riots at ESU[]
J. Jonah Jameson: Folks, you've no doubt heard about the riot at Empire State University. But this is not your usual toxic mix of underage drinking, entitled Millennials and hormones run rampant. Authorities are keeping a tight lid on the situation, but My sources tell me the Demons drugged the students, turning them into deadly rage machines. What has become of our fair city ladies and gentlemen, when we have to fear our own children? Our neighbors? Our husbands and wives? Be vigilant. Be on guard. And keep a close eye on that barista with the man-bun making your skinny latte. Or you could be next!
Under Assault[]
J. Jonah Jameson: Friends, there's a fine line between being a conspiracy theorist and seeing a clear pattern. I walk that line. And I am confident in perceiving a common thread among these attacks on Oscorp and Norman Osborn by the Demons. The motive? It's hard to ascribe motive to lunatics. But I suspect it's no accident that they're striking at both a pillar of our corporate community and the center of our city's government. It's our very way of life that's under assault, as I have always warned! If you've been listening to me, you're ready. If not... I'll pray for you.
Webbed Pervert[]
J. Jonah Jameson: Our next caller reports a problem I saw coming a mile away. Go ahead, ma'am.
Caller: I was coming out of the bathtub last night, when I glanced out my window and-and what do I see? Spider-Man. Swinging by like he owns the place. I was naked!
J. Jonah Jameson: Madam you have my sympathies. Just imagine what sort of deviant personality would dress up like that in the first place, and it's a short step from their Peeping Tom activity. Folks, it doesn't matter if you live on the first floor or the thirty-first! Keep the curtains drawn. Look your windows! A webbed pervert walks among us!
Off the Grid[]
J. Jonah Jameson: You night owls may have seen lights flickering out at The Raft supermax prison last night. Sadly, it was not because one of their inmates got the chair. No, apparently someone there hit on an idea I actually think has merit, which is making that recidivist criminal Electro pay for his room and board by powering the prison himself, saving taxpayers money. Not surprisingly, though, it turns out he hates actual work as much as he loves robbing and murdering, so they had to go back to the city's grid. Which I'd imagine is why I still can't run my microwave and toaster at the same time without blowing a fuse.
What Can We Do?[]
J. Jonah Jameson: I've got a lot of people asking me what they can do, now that they've woken up to the danger we're facing. I wish there were an easy answer. Obviously we have to be aware of the danger posed by the criminal element. But we also need to hold to account those whose job it is to protect us. The police. These Sable agents, who work for the Mayor, work for us. And we must not tolerate anyone who contributes to the lawlessness sweeping Manhattan. And yes, that very much includes Spider-Man.
Bamboozled[]
J. Jonah Jameson: Here's another call of a type I've been getting a lot lately. Speak!
Caller: Mr. Jameson, I want to apologize. I used to think you were an alarmist. But look what's happened to the city. I'm afraid to walk the streets!
J. Jonah Jameson: As well you should be. And I accept your apology. It's understandable—you were bamboozled by the mainstream voices telling you everything was dandy, nothing to worry about, go out and consume, don't ask questions. I was a lone voice in the wilderness then. But now, more and more people like you are realizing who spoke the truth. And that, my friends, is how we will take our city back.
High-Speed Chaos[]
J. Jonah Jameson: Okay. Eeven the Mole People living in the sewers know about the high speed chase between police, Spider-Man and the Demons. Once again, Spider-Man makes a bad situation infinitely worse. And we have a highly intelligent caller who agrees with me. You're on with J. Jonah Jameson.
Caller: Yes, Mr. Jameson, I was trying to get to work and I was almost run over. I understand that Spider-Man saved the kidnap victim, and I'm glad about that, but I could have been killed!
J. Jonah Jameson: Not just you. This is the problem with that masked maniac. The police are able to coordinate efforts, block streets, lay down tire shredding strips. Because they're a team. Spider-Man is a one-man show who cares about one thing: Spider-Man. Aand you almost paid for that... with your life.
Li Arrested[]
J. Jonah Jameson: Folks, the mastermind of the City Hall bombing has finally been brought to justice—and shockingly, it's philanthropist Martin Li. Now, I'll discuss in a moment what kind of twisted Jekyll and Hyde mentality it takes to lead such a double life. But first, a word of caution to everyone celebrating his arrest. Yes, it's good that he's in jail. But look at all the things we didn't know. How long was he a suspect without anyone telling us? How long did he have a deadly biological weapon that could kill us all? Shouldn't we have been told? Evacuated the city? It's not an accident that we weren't given the information we need to protect ourselves and our families. Someone made that decision. Was it the police? The Mayor? I know one guilty party for sure. And his initials are Spider-Man!
Mr. Positive[]
J. Jonah Jameson: Now, reports are coming in and Martin Li, along with exhibiting freakish abilities like those of you know who, has lately seemed to display almost a split personality. Hah, this is hogwash, and a clear attempt to evade justice for his crimes. Only a fool would believe that he's Mr. Positive one moment, helping the poor with a smile, then suddenly he's Mr. Negative, blowing up—wait a minute! "Mr. Negative!" That's gold, Jared, gold! Trademark it, stat! (laughs) As I was saying, folks, Martin Li's evil side—or as everyone is now calling him, "Mr. Negative"—has been revealed. As the culprit for the City Hall bombing.
He's a Shoe in![]
J. Jonah Jameson: New polls are in! Mayor Osborn's approval ratings have spiked since Martin Li's arrest. He seems a shoe-in for re-election. I've got one of his supporters on the line. Speak!
Caller: Mayor Osborn's got my vote. He got Li, and recovered the WMD. He saved us. And Spider-Man had a lot to do with—
J. Jonah Jameson: Let me stop you right there, because you're obviously not seeing the big picture. Yes, the threat was averted. But how did things get to that point? Where did this "Devil's Breath" come from? Why does Spider-Man always seem to know things before we do? The threat's not really over until we know it won't happen again, and I'm not exactly up to my mustache in confidence. Mark my words, this is no time for New Yorkers to let their guard down!
Crazy Chickens[]
J. Jonah Jameson: It's happened people, the chickens have come home to roost. Of course by "chickens" I mean the lunatics who have escaped from Ryker's Island. And the home they're coming to is yours. Thanks to Spider-Man attracting these psychos to our city like moths to a flame, we had them all stashed right off the coast of Manhattan. If only someone had pointed out what a bad idea that is. Wait—I did! So listen to me now. Lock your doors. Arm yourselves with whatever you can get your hands on. It is now every man, woman and child for themselves. And with reports that the Devil's Breath WMD has again been stolen, I have a very bad feeling it's only going to get worse from here.
Told You So[]
J. Jonah Jameson: "Alarmist." "Paranoid." "Conspiracy theorist." All nasty words people have used to insult and demean me. But now after years of me trying to warn you all, here we are. Spider-Man has literally brought a plague down upon us. Why do I blame him, and not Martin Li? I do blame Martin Li. He deserves swift justice. But he's a lunatic terrorist! This is what they do! Whereas Spider-Man claims to be a hero. Yet he obviously knew about the threat and didn't warn us. He either thought he'd handled it, which makes him criminally negligent... or he was in on it, which makes him a terrorist too.
Who Can We Trust?[]
J. Jonah Jameson: There is someone else who isn't emerging from this crisis in a positive light: Mayor Osborn. Experimenting on something as deadly as Devil's Breath in the heart of Manhattan is the height of irresponsibility. What did Osborn know and when did he know it? The answer could mean the difference between electoral defeat, impeachment, and prison. Stay tuned to the only voice you can trust in these dire times: Mine.
Keep Calm[]
J. Jonah Jameson: My friends, I'm getting a lot of frantic calls from people trying to get out of Manhattan. While I understand the impulse, that is not the answer. I've been in touch with the National Disease Center and they've assured me they're working on an antiserum. But for their efforts to bear fruit we need to keep our composure. Here's why we have to stay where we are. Firstly, we need to keep the disease contained, the more it spreads and the more people who are sick, the fewer resources there are to go around. And I have received personal assurances from officials in Albany that relief convoys are coming, containing food and medicine... and, uh, excuse me, I've just been handed an update... Oh, you have got to be kidding me. Ah, It seems the relief convoys I just mentioned are being attacked by escaped inmates from Ryker's Island prison. Spider-Man, this is on you! You were there. In the most charitable reading of the situation, you failed to stop the breakout! Worst case, you were responsible for it! You always claim to be on our side. Well, web-head, if that's true, you are rapidly running out of chances to prove it!
Pull Together[]
J. Jonah Jameson: Folks, the city is in crisis. We have bridges and tunnels closed. People who work in the city but don't live here are trapped within. Others have been barred from homes placed under emergency quarantine. I'm hearing reports of tent cities, people sleeping in parks, it's like the depression and the 1918 flu epidemic all rolled into one. I know times are hard and we are all struggling. But if you see someone who needs help, do what you can. That's the only way we'll make it through this. We must pull together or fall apart. Jared, write that down, that was a good one.
Dystopia Now[]
J. Jonah Jameson: I've had numerous callers today reporting that entire city blocks are being taken over by escaped inmates from Ryker's. These are literal no-go zones in the heart of Manhattan! A dystopian future from 70s movies come to life! Why don't the police stop it, you ask? Oh, you're going to love this. It seems to prisoners ambushed a convoy carrying weapons and ammunition for the authorities, and took it all for themselves. The police are outgunned—by their own guns! Well, all right, this is where the rubber meets the road. This is where we see if Sable International and Spider-Man are the protectors they claim to be. These criminals aren't hiding! They're right in plain sight, daring you to come get them! Well? We're waiting!
Occupiers[]
J. Jonah Jameson: More and more listeners are warning that the Mayor's Sable agents, ostensibly here to protect us, are behaving more like an occupying army. But let's hear it from the caller. Go ahead.
Caller: They won't let me my building! Said it's "quarantined!" I said, fine, let me in and I'll stay there. They pointed their guns at me! Ran me off like a criminal! I've got no place to go!
J. Jonah Jameson: Caller, this is deeply disturbing to me. I promise you I'll bring it to the attention of the proper authorities. Emergencies do not permit the suspension of human rights. Your elected officials may not be willing to fight for you, but J. Jonah Jameson is!
Fight Back[]
J. Jonah Jameson: The mass breakout at Ryker's Island—which camera footage clearly shows Spider-Man involved in—has spilled countless hardened criminals into our streets at the worst possible time. I want to hear how it's affecting you. speak!
Caller: I don't know who I'm more scared of—the criminals or these Sable people. They've all got guns. I mean, it's like the Wild West out here. If one doesn't kill you, the other will!
J. Jonah Jameson: You raise a very salient point, caller. In times of martial law, civil liberties are most at risk. My advice? Keep your head down. Don't go out unless you have to. Trust the police before Sable. They are from here, they're in this with us. And document any abuses. At some point, this will be over. and they will be held accountable.
Caller: What do we do about the escaped inmate from Ryker's, Mr. Jameson? They'll do anything! Looting, home invasion, murder—
J. Jonah Jameson: Fight back. Arm yourselves with whatever you can. Legal firearms, baseball bats, pepper spray... hell, cooking spray in the eyes if that's all you've got. We're New Yorkers! We don't lie down for anyone.
Caller: Okay, but what if it's one of these nut jobs with powers like that rhinoceros guy?
J. Jonah Jameson: Then, my friend... you pray. And you go down fighting.
Lethal Tantrum[]
J. Jonah Jameson: Electro trying to destroy our power grid. The vulture reigning Death from above. Spider-Man egging them both on in the very heart of our city, brawling, like children—lethal children pitching a tantrum of death and destruction. I'm often asked, "Why do menaces like this end up with awesome powers? Why not someone like you, Jonah?" Hah. Well, I have considered trying to use advanced science to give me powers. Only so I could protect you in a more hands-on way, of course. But after much reflection, I've decided against it. Because power corrupts. I'm a man of the people, and I want to stay one of the hardworking, ordinary people of New York. So I'll just help via my talk show, my publishing empire and my vast personal fortune. No need to thank me. It's what a man of the people does.
Stepping Back?[]
J. Jonah Jameson: I realize Norman Osborn claimed he was stepping back from running Oscorp when he was elected. But has he? Or is he using his office, his public trust, to enrich himself beyond imagining? And with threats like Electro, the Devil's Breath sickness, and who knows what else, has his greed endangered us all? These questions need to be asked! And as long as there is breath in my body, I will ask them!
Silver Tyrants[]
J. Jonah Jameson: We have a return caller who recently raised concerns about Sable agents abusing their authority. Let's find out—are things any better?
Caller: There's fewer people complaining. Y'know why? 'Cause anyone who does disappears! You seen all these Sable bases popping up around town? I heard they're prison camps for anyone who steps out of line.
J. Jonah Jameson: I've heard those rumors as well, and while I initially thought it was fear-mongering—something I have absolutely no patience for—I have grown increasingly concerned. Why won't they let me in to inspect their bases? What are they hiding? We still abide by the Constitution, folks, and that includes protection against unreasonable searches and seizures. And freedom of speech! So if you have concerns, if you see abuses happening, call me. If the authorities won't listen, I will. And I will spread the word to our fellow New Yorkers. If these tyrants think they can silence me, let them try. No one puts a muzzle on J. Jonah Jameson!
Blameless[]
J. Jonah Jameson: Because some people are spreading scurrilous rumors about me, I want to address the matter of the Scorpion right now. Yes, I paid for the procedure that empowered him—we desperately needed someone to bring down Spider-Man. It's not my fault the treatments drove him crazy. It's that ivory-tower elite scientist who was so hungry for my money, he didn't take proper precautions! No one believes in personal responsibility more than J. Jonah Jameson. But in this, I can categorically say: I am blameless!
The Red Cape[]
J. Jonah Jameson: Does anyone else find it suspicious that this Rhino person always knocks down buildings and tears up roads, which someone ends up making money rebuilding? Am I suggesting a conspiracy? You're damn right! Now, if you've seen the man testify in court, you know the Rhino is too stupid to plan anything himself. So who's the mastermind? Well, who else is always there? Supposedly "fighting" Rhino... but actually leading him around like a red cape does a bull? Say it with me... Spider-Man!
A Modest Proposal[]
J. Jonah Jameson: My friends, the Rhino and the Scorpion are back behind bars... but only after wreaking unimaginable havoc in a reckless rampage with Spider-Man. Hopefully they'll never see daylight again., but we need to be ready if they do. Normal humans can't stand against the likes of the Rhino. So here's my proposal. You've heard of police dogs, right? Now, bear with me. We train, outfit and deploy... police rhinoceroses. You've got a rhino? We got a rhino too, baby!
I Believe in You[]
J. Jonah Jameson: Folks, I know you're scared. But when I hear reports of looting, of fights over food or medicine, I say to myself: We are better than this. You are better than this. I've known you my whole life. I am proud to be a member of this community. Don't give in to fear. Help each other. Stand up for those who need it. I've always hated hearing Spider-Man called a hero, because real heroes are the people who get up every day, with no special powers, and do the right thing simply because it is the right thing. So I'm asking you now... be the heroes I know you all are. J. Jonah Jameson believes in you.
One New York[]
J. Jonah Jameson: I have never lied to you before. And I'm not going to start now. It's... looking bad. We're running short on time. The elderly, especially, are in rough shape. And the NDC, despite working around the clock, as yet has no results. But do not forget this: We are New Yorkers. We take care of each other. We do what's right, to the very end. And if we are facing the end... I can tell you this, from the bottom of my heart. There's no one I'd rather have at my side. Whatever comes next, we will face it bravely, together, as New Yorker. My friends... the privilege has been mine.
Scared in NYC[]
J. Jonah Jameson: With the island of Manhattan quarantined, there are a lot of scared people out there. Here's one You're on the air.
Caller: They're turning back boats to the mainland. All bridges and tunnels are closed. Aircraft's grounded. They're leaving us here to die, aren't they?!
J. Jonah Jameson: Calm down, caller. I have always been the voice of reason, so listen to me now. I know, from my vast network of contacts that the National Disease Center is working on recreating the stolen antiserum. A cure is coming. The question is how long it will take... will it get here in time. But we've been through tough spots before, and we'll get through this too.
Caller: They'll never finish a cure in time for us! They're writing us off! Manhattan's a graveyard!
J. Jonah Jameson: Not true. The NDC is doing what they can. If they're busy dealing with outbreaks all over the country—or the world—that's less time they have to work on the anteserum. I know it's hard to trust anyone these days. But you've always been able to trust me to tell it like it is, and I am telling you now: Do not violate the quarantine. Stay in your homes, take care of your families. I'll be right here, facing it with you. We're New Yorkers. We can handle anything, and we can sure as hell beat this.
No Apology[]
J. Jonah Jameson: Mark your calendars, folks, because I'm going to say something you thought you'd never hear from me: Spider-Man got it right. Does that mean I was wrong about him? Am I apologizing? Hell no! You see, I have it on good authority that he is a regular listener of this program. And now it makes a lot of sense. Here's what I said. He internalized it. And he learned. Improved himself. And against all odds, he did the right thing. So Spider-Man... you're welcome. However! Don't think I'm going to go easy on Spider-Man from here on out. I'll be watching! Keeping him honest! Spider-Man, since I know you're listening, imagine my eyes on you everywhere you go. I mean, not, like, the shower. That would be weird. Or-or-or the bathroom. Or—Let's go to commercial!
Dial It Back![]
J. Jonah Jameson: Folks, I'm hearing a lot of praise for Spider-Man lately, and I'm not saying it's entirely unwarranted—he did listen to me, after all, and did the right thing in the end. But dial it back', will ya? I can tell it's going to his head. Look at him. The wise cracking. The grandstanding . Singing around the city like he owns it. This is not his city! It's mine! I mean, ours!
I Was Wrong[]
J. Jonah Jameson: One thing even my detractors have to say about J. Jonah Jameson—I admit when I'm wrong. And while I hoped his efforts in the recent crisis meant Spider-Man was finally becoming a responsible citizenaA mature adult—I am here to confess: I was wrong. I wanted to believe. I hoped it was true. But even a stopped clock is right twice a day, and I guess curing the plague was Spider-Man's stopped clock moment.
Mulligan?[]
J. Jonah Jameson: You know, looking at the dark days just behind us, most of the people involved have faced consequences. Otto Octavius is in prison, Mayor Osborn resigned in disgrace. Escapees from Ryker's continued to be rounded up. The remaining Demons and Wilson Fisk's men are fighting over scraps. But funny how Spider-Man has faced no repercussions. Well, sure, you might say, he saved us. But should saving all our lives really give him a mulligan on his long history of reckless behavior? Tune in after this message for my answer. Spoiler: No!
Constructive Crit[]
J. Jonah Jameson: Some people have accused me of being negative> Only criticizing, not offering solutions when it comes to Spider-Man. Here's my solution, and it's very simple: Unmask! Join the police academy! Wear a badge! Then, you can catch all the crooks you want and I'll sing your praises on this very show! And all that hogwash about how that would place his loved ones in danger? Come on. You can't convince me that guy has any loved ones.
The Question[]
J. Jonah Jameson: After much listener demand, today I am finally going to answer the question I have posed for many years. Spider-Man, threat or menace? Yes, that's right... it's time. I'm taking a position. And that position is... He's both! Sometimes he's a threatening menace. And sometimes he's a menacing threat. But come on, how can you menace someone without also being a threat? And-and-and vice versa? And for those grammar Nazis among you who say I'm being redundant: It's called art! I'm a wordsmith! It's a rhetorical device! If you don't like it, I'll tell you where you can shove that device... Okay, my intern is telling me it's time for my pills. We will be right back.
Drug Fire![]
J. Jonah Jameson: I'm getting emails from the rapidly shrinking yet still stubbornly obtuse contingent of Spider-Man fanboys and fangirls, blithely insisting he did a wonderful thing shutting down a drug lab run by a delightful fellow whose street name seems to be—wait for it—"Tombstone." Now, I'm glad he's behind bars, but do you know how Spider-Man shut this operation down? By setting it on fire! Do you know what drug labs do when you set them on fire? They explode! Spider-Man could have taken out the entire block with his criminally reckless grandstanding! Fortunately, New York's bravest—our firefighters—contained the blaze. Because that's their job! And if Spider-Man had any sense, he'd have turned over whatever information he had on Tombstone to the police, and let New York's finest do their job! But no, he thought the best way to handle drug dealing is with arson!
A Hypothetical[]
J. Jonah Jameson: Imagine this. A stray shopping cart dents your car. You take take it to the auto body shop. Only that shop is a front for a drug lord called "Tombstone" and he and Spider-Man have decided to have a power struggle at that precise moment! Sir, tell us the rest.
Caller: I-I start to go in and I see Spider-Man fighting this massive guy with fangs like a shark!
J. Jonah Jameson: That would be one Lonnie Lincoln, aka Tombstone. Did it seem they were fighting over drug profits, or merchandise? I understand there's talk of a new drug that turns its users into zombies.
Caller: I don't know what it was about. I got my ass out of there.
J. Jonah Jameson: Sir! I understand. You've been through a lot, but please refrain from using that kind of language, this is a family show.
Caller: Sorry. Anyway, I'm glad I split, because pretty soon the cops and firefighters are there
J. Jonah Jameson: Ahh, the real heroes. What a relief. I think we can all use a happy ending.
Caller: I thought this was a family show.
J. Jonah Jameson: Jared! Get rid of him!
Potholes and Blame[]
J. Jonah Jameson: Have you ever been driving along, going to work or church, minding your own business, when suddenly—bam!—you hit a pothole, damaging your car and ruining your whole day? Well, you know who to blame. No, not city bureaucracy. Spider-Man! He's been seen leaping down from great heights to pound the ground with maximum force. Why? There's only one possible reason I can think of: he hates us, and he wants us to be miserable.
Pigeon Stalker[]
J. Jonah Jameson: Folks, I have received unsettling reports of Spider-Man in our public parks, where children play, apparently... stalking pigeons. Yes, wild pigeons. You may wonder if he's gone insane—a perfectly valid question. But have you heard of the Goliath Bird-Eating Spider? I'll spare you the gory details, but it's a spider big enough to devour birds. Now Spider-Man sticks to walls like a spider. He jumps like a spider. What else does he do like a spider?!
Hypnotism![]
J. Jonah Jameson: So, numerous witnesses saw Spider-Man swinging through Times Square like the glory hound he is, firing webs at electronic billboards and causing them to reboot. Granted, those billboards are an eyesore. In my day, sign painting was an art. But the more pressing question is, what was he up to? I have a theory. He is infecting these billboards with a virus, so that they will subliminally hypnotize pedestrians! Hypnotize them into what? Into liking Spider-Man! And he's been doing it for years! This is the only plausible explanation for how many fans this menace seems to have!
Troll This[]
J. Jonah Jameson: (laughs) Another low-information spider-fanboy tried to "troll" me, as the young people say, by claiming Spider-Man was providing a public service plugging leaks in water towers. Let me tell you why this itsy-bitsy-brained spider was climbing this particular waterspout, people. Because he'd tampered with the water pressure system! He was seen earlier messing with a valve that only qualified workers are supposed to use! Wake up, America!! Spider-Man creates the problems he then "solves," then expects you to reward him with your admiration! The sad thing is, all too many do. Fortunately, you know better... thanks to me.
High On Smog[]
J. Jonah Jameson: Has anyone else heard reports of Spider-Man literally seeking out clouds of smog to swing through? Is this the behavior of a sane individual? I'll tell you what I think is going on here. When I was a lad, there was a problem with juvenile delinquents sniffing glue to get high. Knowing Spider-Man's weak moral character and thrill-seeking personality, I'd guess same principle is at work here. But inhaling toxic substances also damages the brain. Which actually explains a lot about Spider-Man. He's swinging through the city hooked up on smog!
The Long Con[]
J. Jonah Jameson: Okay, this one confounded me for a while. Apparently Spider-Man's been seen throughout the city tampering with steam regulators. Aside from generally being a vandal and a troublemaker, why would he do this? I'll tell you why. Because when the city has to send crews out to fix these problems, they need police to direct traffic around them. That's officers who aren't stopping crime. Which leaves—say with me—Spider-Man! He's trying to take our brave officers' jobs.
It's a Metaphor[]
J. Jonah Jameson: Remember when Spider-Man had a sidekick? The Black Cat, a curvaceous young lady in leather, not the kind you'd bring home to mother? And then it turned out she was a thief! Big shock, right? Well, I hear she's back. And let me make a prediction: Spider-Man's going to give her a second chance. Is it because he's naive? A thief himself? Or is he just thinking with his web-shooters? Spider-Man, I know you're listening. So let me issue a warning now: as the old saying goes, lie down with cats, get up with fleas. What's that? (laughs) My intern's yammering in my ear again...it's "dogs". I thought it was cats. It doesn't matter! The metaphor still applies! Dogs, cats—go away, Jared!
Corruption[]
J. Jonah Jameson: Friends, today we have a caller who has been a victim of what people call the "corruption" that infects otherwise law abiding citizens, causing them to go on violent rampages. Police assure me these "corrupted" are not responsible for their actions, so I am not devulging my guest's name. Tell us caller, what was it like?
Caller: Surreal. Like, like I was in a nightmare world, surrounded by monsters. And every dark impulse they ever had—anger fear, hate was ramped up and turned loose.
J. Jonah Jameson: Terrifying. And I understand that while you were in the grip of this madness, Spider-Man beat you up?
Caller: Well, he stopped me hurting people.
J. Jonah Jameson: By beating you up.
Caller: I mean, he used as little force as possible.
J. Jonah Jameson: That sounds like a "yes." There you have it, people, Spider-Man beats up the mentally ill.
Pigeon-Napping[]
J. Jonah Jameson: Now, some people falsely say I make up stories about Spider-Man. And this will not help my case, because it sounds outlandish. But I have personally seen listener-recorded video of Spider-Man... snatching pigeons. Pigeon-napping! Why? What possible purpose could there be for such aberrant behavior? I've thought about it long and hard, and I think I've figured it out: he's eating them. We've always assumed Spider-Man is a man with the attributes of a spider. But what if it's the reverse? What if, somehow, a spider gained the powers of man! And he's stalking his prey? Somewhere, there's a giant web with these poor pigeons stuck in it, waiting to be devoured... and will it stop at pigeons? Will we be next? I promise you this: I will not rest until I had the answers!
For the Youngsters[]
J. Jonah Jameson: Bring your children into the room, friends, because I'm delivering a lesson impressionable youngsters need to hear. My guest today is a man who learned the hard way that dressing up like Spider-Man isn't cool. Go ahead, sir.
Fake Spider-Man (phone): Well, I wanted to fight crime and help people, and I'm a big Spider-Man fan, so I put on a costume like his and tried to do what he does. Boy, was that a mistake. I almost got killed. I'm just lucky the real Spider-Man saved me—
J. Jonah Jameson: Let me stop you right there, because I think the salient point has been made: emulate Spider-Man, in any way, and you will die! Don't do it, kids. And that's another one of Uncle Jonah's Life Lessons. Jared, trademark that!
Hostage No More[]
J. Jonah Jameson: Our next caller was involved in a frightening hostage situation. Tell us about it, Please.
Caller: Oh my god, I thought I was gonna die. But Spider-Man got involved and he—
J. Jonah Jameson: Totally unconcerned with your safety.
Caller: Well, he did save me.
J. Jonah Jameson: Through sheer luck. You could have been brutally killed.
Caller: Sure, but I-I could have been killed if he wasn't there.
J. Jonah Jameson: Last refrain from unfounded speculation, and focus on solid, established fact: Spider-Man does not care if you live or die.
Screws Loose[]
J. Jonah Jameson: Now, if there's one thing I can't abide it's egomaniacs who use the internet solely to draw attention to themselves. And we just had a real meeting of the minds in that respect, as the online personality "Screwball" pranked fellow narcissist Spider-Man into an epic snipe hunt, that put innocent people in danger. On the one hand, Screwball did show us all just how gullible and reckless Spider-Man is, rushing headlong into dangerous situations without knowing or caring who he'll hurt, as long as cameras are on him. On the other hand, Screwball herself is no better. Unlike me, she's not trying to expose wrongdoers like Spider-Man as a public service. She's just in it to promote herself. Which I think is absolutely despicable. Now don't go away. "Just the Facts with J. Jonah Jameson" will be right back after this important message about how you can buy my book.
Kung-Fu Menace[]
J. Jonah Jameson: Folks, you've heard me express grave concerns about the risk to civil liberties posed by the police department's crime system and their omnipresent towers. But at least the intention is to stop crimes. Now, recently, Spider-Man has been seen tampering with these very towers. And it's reasonable that my loyal listeners suspect he is disabling the towers so we can commit his unlawful misdeeds with impunity. But Spider-Man is not your ordinary run-of-the-mill menace. (chuckles) He's a twelfth-level kung-fu master, fifty-moves-ahead menace. Which is why I think he's actually hacking into these towers... to spy on you and me! Your only defense? Listen to my show. All the time. If he's gonna spy on us, let him hear that we're on to him! By listening to me. Every waking moment.
No Mother Theresa[]
J. Jonah Jameson: Ah, longtime caller Officer Andrews is back with us. As always, thank you for your service to our fair city, Officer. What's new?
Officer Andrews (phone): Mr. Jameson, you know I'm a fan. But I just saw Spider-Man in action—I worked with him to Wilson Fisk's man from stealing back their hard drives. And he's a stand-up guy.
J. Jonah Jameson: Now wait a second, my friend. I'm not questioning your word. I'm sure what you said happened. But have you considered that was in Spider-Man's interest to help you?
Officer Andrews (phone): How so?
J. Jonah Jameson: He obviously had a long-standing feud with Fisk, and wants him put away. That doesn't make him Mother Teresa. It just means he had a grudge.
Officer Andrews (phone): Look, I hear you, but why can we give him the benefit of the doubt?
J. Jonah Jameson: Why? Because he hides behind that mask! You trained, you stand up with your badge and nametag on and you do your job every day. He runs and hides. If you cause the kind of damage he does, what would happen?
Officer Andrews (phone): I'd be doing paperwork until the day I retire. And probably riding a desk, too.
J. Jonah Jameson: And why, my dear friend, should you have to follow these rules and not him?
Officer Andrews (phone): You know, that's damn good point.
J. Jonah Jameson: I know you'd come around.
Low-Info Cult[]
J. Jonah Jameson: Once again, a low-information member of Spider-Man's cult—(exhales) sorry, fan club—wants to make him a saint. Sounds insane, but I always hear people out before passing judgment. Go ahead, caller.
Caller: Yes, well, Spider-Man has been all over the city, stopping crimes large and small, helping people, doing good.
J. Jonah Jameson: Wrong, wrong, wrong!
Caller: I thought you were gonna hear me out.
J. Jonah Jameson: I've heard enough! Rational arguments are clearly lost on you, madam, but there may be hope for others out there, so let me go over it again: it is not helping when a vigilante leaps into the middle of a crime scene or emergency situation with no training, expertise or public identity! What if he injures someone? Who holds him accountable? The answer my friends, is me!
Breaking In[]
J. Jonah Jameson: Police reports show a rash of break-ins recently. The victim of one of them is here with us now. What happened ma'am?
Caller: Well, my business was broken into. A flower shop. Who breaks into a flower shop? I was cleaned out I-I couldn't believe it. I thought the area was safe... I see Spider-Man around all the time!
J. Jonah Jameson: My dear, you've learned the hard way the sad truth about Spider-Man. He only cares about the glory. Something as, forgive me, prosaic as a break-in and robbery is beneath is notice. Do not rely on him to keep your property safe. The only thing he truly values is his own massive ego.
Blame the Internet[]
J. Jonah Jameson: Friends, there's a caller on the line we all need to hear from. Go ahead sir.
Caller: Yeah, uh, I almost got run over by some psychos in a high speed car chase with the cops. It's lucky no one got killed. But, but here's a really messed up part: I saw Spider-Man in the area, and he didn't do a thing to stop it.
J. Jonah Jameson: Aha! Of course not. Why? Because no doubt, it was too much effort. Spider-Man doesn't like effort. He wants everything to be easy... or he's not interested! Typical of his generation. You know what I blame? The internet. Ah, except for the part of the internet that carries my show, which is performing a great public service.
A Loop[]
J. Jonah Jameson: My next caller is a courageous member of her local neighborhood watch, here to share a concern and a warning.
Caller: I just want to tell New Yorkers that drug activity is rampant. There are deals going down practically in the open. My watch alerts the police, tries to flag down Spider-Man—
J. Jonah Jameson: Sorry, just to be clear—you see Spider-Man in the area? And he doesn't lift a finger to stop these drug deals.
Caller: Exactly. You were right about him all along.
J. Jonah Jameson: Jared, record that! I want it playing on a loop! A loop! Round! Round! You know what a loop is!
Aspiring Psychos[]
J. Jonah Jameson: As I warned, Nostradamus-like, after Spider-Man recklessly took down Wilson Fisk without preparing for the consequences, our streets are now filled with aspiring gangsters, each trying to out-psycho the other. My next guest is lucky to have survived an armed robbery. Sir, we're glad you're okay.
Caller: Thanks. It-it was nuts. These dudes walk in like they own the place waving guns around.
J. Jonah Jameson: Appalling, when a businessman is afraid to make an honest living.
Caller: Yeah. It was a lifesaver that Spider-Man came along and stopped 'em.
J. Jonah Jameson: Weren't you listening?! He caused the problem! Ah, forgive me for raising my voice, I'm emotional at the thought of what you went through. Jared, our caller seems shaken, let's let him go.
Caller: I'm fine—
J. Jonah Jameson: Goodbye!
Kidnapped![]
J. Jonah Jameson: Get ready, folks, because this is a bombshell. We have on the line a lady whose husband was kidnapped by Spider-Man!
Caller: What? No, no, you've got it all wrong. My husband was kidnapped by criminals who shoved him into the trunk of a car. Spider-Man found him and got him out, then arrested the criminals when they came back.
J. Jonah Jameson: Pardon me, ma'am, I didn't hear that last part over my internet's utter incompetence. You realize, of course, that it's possible Spider-Man arranged the kidnapping so he could save your husband and grab all the glory?
Caller: Hm, that seems like a lot of trouble to go to when he could just stop actual crimes.
J. Jonah Jameson: It's clear we are at an impasse. My best to you and your husband, madam. Jared! Go to commercial, then, fire yourself! Then, rehire yourself before the commercial ends, but know your job hangs by a thread! If I paid you, I'd cut your salary in half!
Tour of Terror[]
J. Jonah Jameson: Not long ago, the Demons committed another heinous act of terrorism when they took a tour bus and all of its occupants hostage. We have one of those occupants here with us now: a Mrs. Edna Packer, of Edina, Minnesota. What happened, ma'am?
Edna Packer (phone): Well, these horrible men in masks came on board with guns and hold us all hostage. I thought I'd never see my kids again. Then the police saved us—and, and Spider-Man, of course. He was so brave.
J. Jonah Jameson: Mrs. Packer, I'm so glad you're safe, and also that I can enlighten you about Spider-Man. You're from out of town, so you don't know what a menace he is.
Edna Packer (phone): He saved me and my husband.
J. Jonah Jameson: But look at the big picture: do you have these kinds of crimes in an Edina?
Edna Packer (phone): Oh, certainly not.
J. Jonah Jameson: And do you have Spider-Man in an Edina?
Edna Packer (phone): Uh, no...
J. Jonah Jameson: And that is not a coincidence! You're welcome, Mrs. Packer... I consider explaining these things a public service.
By Popular Demand[]
J. Jonah Jameson: Now friends, you know I'm always open to differing points of view. So after a police officer called me out on social media for being too hard on Spider-Man... and it went viral, and people just wouldn't shut up about it! I agreed to a debate. Officer, welcome.
Police officer (phone): Thanks for having me. Yeah, so uh, so me and my guys were in a shootout with some desperate characters who had nothing to lose. Now they didn't care if we all lived or died. And somebody would've, trust me, if Spider-Man hadn't helped us.
J. Jonah Jameson: All right, fair enough. I'm not saying he never does anything good, I'm saying he causes more problems than he solves. You had to go to the academy, right? Be thoroughly trained? You have rules to follow?
Police officer (phone): Sure, but he seems to know what he's doing, too.
J. Jonah Jameson: It worked out for the best this time. Next time, how do we know Spider-Man won't cause the deaths of all concerned?
Police officer (phone): Well, he never has before, has he?
J. Jonah Jameson: I believe we'll just have to agree to disagree. Thank you for your service—goodbye!
Surviving Demons[]
J. Jonah Jameson: Savvy listeners don't need me to tell you that the Demons cult, gang, terrorist organization—all the above apply—is out of control. We have a survivor of one of their brazen attacks on the line. Go ahead.
Caller: I was home, in my building, when we got word there were Demons on the roof, planting bombs! We had to evacuate, but we also heard there were snipers waiting to pick us off if we tried to leave!
J. Jonah Jameson: Despicable. Fortunately, the police and the bomb squad handled the situation.
Caller: And Spider-Man. He—
J. Jonah Jameson: Jared, cut the call! (laughs) Sorry, hard to hear when we're talking over each other. Clearly someone traumatized by a terrifying experience. For resources to help with PTSD, go to our website... another public service from J. Jonah Jameson.
Prisoner Riot[]
J. Jonah Jameson: Friends, you know about the Spider-Man related breakout at Ryker's Island. Where are those escapees going now? To your neighborhood! Our next caller witnessed it personally. Please, tell us.
Caller: I was just coming back from the store when a swarm of guys in prison jumpsuits came out of nowhere! Like a pack of wolves! Robbing, beating, looting... lucky for us, Spider-Man took 'em down.
J. Jonah Jameson: Yes, well, you know how criminals are. Rival factions and all. He didn't want the competition.
Caller: Competition? Spider-Man didn't steal anything.
J. Jonah Jameson: That you know of! Next caller!
Sable's Heavy Hand[]
J. Jonah Jameson: I've expressed my concern with Sable international's heavy-handed tactics. Our next caller witnessed them firsthand. Tell us what happened.
Caller: A bunch of us were protesting Sable. Standing up for our rights, like you always say, and suddenly they just start beating on people and arresting us for no reason!
J. Jonah Jameson: This is always the risk of giving anyone too much power. They abuse it. Be aware that if you stand up to them, there may be consequences. It's up to you whether that's a risk worth taking. For me, clearly, it is.
Caller: The crazy thing was, Spider-Man set us free!
J. Jonah Jameson: Yes, well, that's what happens when the suppose that authorities start breaking the law! Next to them, other law breakers don't seem so bad. Thanks for calling. We're out of time!
Spider-Punk[]
J. Jonah Jameson: People, I always thought Spider-Man was a few geese short of a gaggle, but this confirms it. As if that atrocious white spider wasn't enough, I've had repeated sightings of him in a new outfit... some sort of punk rock inspired thing that makes sane people want to tear out their eyeballs with a rusty spoon. Now, I was around for the birth of punk rock, and I did not care for it then. it's a flagrant declaration of disrespect for authority, and if Spider-Man is going down that route... Oh... no, I just had a terrifying thought. What if this isn't the Spider-Man we know, but some sort of metal-mohawk-wearing copycat? What if there's more than one?! Jared, go to break... I need to lie down.
Personal Calls[]
J. Jonah Jameson: Folks, you know I'm not one to promote conspiracy theories... except ones I think are worthy of further discussion, like this one: I've heard reports of Spider-Man hovering around radio towers. At first, I thought he was sabotaging them, but a far more alarming possibility came to mind. In his misguided delusion that he is protecting us, is he hacking into all our conversations?! Business deals? Credit card transactions? Those personal calls with the wife when you're on a long, lonely book tour... I mean, when one is on a book tour. I wasn't talking about myself. I don't do that sort of thing. And anyone who thinks they have recordings of me doing it, is wrong!
The Heist[]
Drunk Elephant[]
J. Jonah Jameson: As you probably heard, Spider-Man stopped the crime boss Hammerhead's, thugs from robbing the Museum of Contemporary Art. Good for him, right? Wrong! They nearly demolished the place and everything in it! They were shooting rocket launchers indoors! See, even if you assume good intentions—which I do not—this is the problem with Spider-Man. He escalates every situation into an apocalyptic disaster! What good is it to save the art from being stolen if you blow it up?! Now, I realize this is pretentious, navel gazing modern art... soup cans and ink splatters that look like they were splashed on by a drunk elephant. But I'm not an art critic. I just know what I don't like—and I do not like that webbed menace trashing our public spaces!
Jonah-Sense[]
J. Jonah Jameson: If you followed my career—and of course you have—you know I notched my first big bylines covering the Maggia crime families. The media's declared them dead more than once, but not unlike cockroaches, they always come back, just like they're doing now. I hear people make excuses for them—"They're not so bad. They follow rules, unlike the Demons or the cartels." Hah! And that's true... until they go to war with each other! Then bullets fly, cars explode, horses lose their heads! And my Jonah-sense tells me there's a gang war brewing. So hold onto your cannolis folks. Come on, Jared, that's not an ethnic slur! I like cannolis!
So-Called "Code"[]
J. Jonah Jameson: The Maggia. A syndicate of crime families, symbols of a bygone era. Don Fortunato, Don Cicero, Don Macchio... just to name a few. And, of course, that metal-domed lunatic, Hammerhead. Criminals, but ones who follow a code. Better than most, right? Wrong! They toss their "code" out the window the second it's inconvenient. Because a criminal is a criminal, and they are by definition, cowards, lowlifes, and scum. I brought down the Maggia virtually single handed in the 80s and early 90s, and let me tell you right now, I stand ready to do it again. I am not afraid of them, not one bit. You want me? Come and get me! That's all the time we have... Jared, go start the car. No, I'm the boss and I say you do it! Oh, stop crying!
Hornswoggled[]
J. Jonah Jameson: Guess who's confirmed to be back in town: that feline felon, the Black Cat. Seems she led Spider-Man on a merry chase before getting away. Ever notice how that happens a lot with him and her? Funny how he can hold onto a dinosaur man or a human rhino with no problem! But a mere slip of a girl gives him so much trouble. Look, it's not that long ago when I was a young man myself. I get it. A nice set of gams, a shapely derrière, a few batted eyelashes, and a hormone-addled youth can easily get hornswoggled. Which is exactly why Spider-Man has no business handling this! Leave it to the professionals! We have lady police officers now, maybe this is a chance for them to prove they're as good as men. Which, ah, I have no doubt about, but there are less forward-thinking people out there.
Shipping[]
J. Jonah Jameson: The Internet's rife with footage of Spider-Man chasing the Black Cat across the rooftops. And apparently there are hordes of young people cheering them on. They're called "shippers"—no, that has nothing to do with boats, it's short for "relationship." As in, they really want Spider-Man and the Black Cat to be together romantically... or they really don't. And they have quite intense arguments about it. "Flame wars," I believe, is the term. You know, in my day, we didn't have time for "flame wars" about "shipping". Y'know why? Because we had jobs! So here's J. Jonah Jameson's public service announcement to our youth: you're into shipping? Join the navy!
Ten Steps Ahead[]
J. Jonah Jameson: Bar fights are nothing new in this town. But the one that cleared out the Blackwing Tavern wasn't just your typical beer-fueled brawl. That particular establishment has... let's say "alleged" ties to the Maggia. And guess who was right smack in the middle of it? Spider-Man and the Black Cat. At this point I think it's fair to ask, who is on whose side here? Are Spider-Man and the Cat working for rival Maggia families, or the same one? Or—and remember, I always think ten steps ahead—are they starting their own family? Huh? Huh? Huh!? It would explain a lot about why Spider-Man, who clearly has no respect for the law, takes down criminals: less competition for him and his gun moll floozy! We might just have Bonnie and Clyde in spandex on our hands!
Leopard Spots[]
J. Jonah Jameson: Your youngsters won't recall, but there was an earlier Black Cat. A criminal from the old school. And of course like everything else these days, they had to reboot it with a woman! Now, no one loves women more than J. Jonah Jameson. (laughs) Uh, in a respectful, non-harassing way, of course. I just think this new Black Cat is a bad example for our young ladies. The original stole and took his chances. He didn't try to convince us he could be a good guy, like this jezebel did. Remember? She ran around playing the crime fighter, until it became clear she was stealing from the very crooks she arrested! Which proves the point I always make: a black cat cannot change it spots! I know they don't have spots, but you get my meaning! Wait, wait wait wait wait! Jared tells me black leopards do have spots, you just can't see them! I was right after all! Hah!
Butterfly Nets[]
J. Jonah Jameson: My loyal listeners have called in reports of Spider-Man recklessly vandalizing public works, smashing open power relay boxes and other structures relating to important public and private services. Some have even said it appears he's looking for something... but he never leaves with anything. My friends, I think it might be time to consider that Spider-Man might just be a few sprinkles short of a sundae. Now the dressing up like a bug and swinging around the city is the behavior of a well-adjusted individual. But now, either he's looking for things that aren't there—meaning he's delusional—or he's venting uncontrollable rage. And either one of those possibilities means it's time to call the men in the white coats with big butterfly nets. That's still a thing, right, Jared? What do you mean it never was?
Turf Wars[]
Insanity[]
J. Jonah Jameson: Another day, another piece of priceless New York architecture destroyed by none other than Spider-Man, the webbed wonder. Was the Harlem Sanitarium in the best condition? No! Did the doctors there at one point commit horrible atrocities against their patients? Probably! Does that mean we should let spandex-suited vigilantes swing willy-nilly through a piece of our history?! I think not! It is our duty—nay, Our responsibility—to maintain these shameful monuments to our past, because that's the America that I call home! Like I said to my doctor when she recently told me to calm down: I won't! And I'll tell you why: I'm certain the police could have handled whatever petty argument was going down at the Sanitarium without the destructive force of the web-heads wacky weapons! What say you, New York?
Good Old Days[]
J. Jonah Jameson: We're gonna talk about a hot-button issue today, folks, and that's crime boss Hammerhead. It turns out that "petty argument" at the Harlem Sanitarium was actually a Maggia Smackdown against this flat-topped flop. But here's the thing about Hammerhead, valued listeners: he might be an unhinged, rampaging cop-killer who my assistant Jared keeps calling a "beta", for reasons that I'm certain must be shark-related, but he has some interesting ideas. What's so wrong with pining for the "good ol' days?" Hammerhead wants to bring New York back to a time where people didn't get offended by everything, and spiders were just bugs you killed in your apartment, and I didn't have to take blood pressure medication! Now, if we could just stop him from destroying the city and its citizens in the process, wow, that would be great!
Simpler Times[]
J. Jonah Jameson: Today on Just the Facts with J. Jonah Jameson: the Maggia are turning the streets of Manhattan into a gang war. Why, you ask? Because nobody listened to me when they had the chance! If we'd just cleaned up the city, returned to our collective senses, and run Spider-Man out of town, not necessarily in that order, then a psychopathic crime boss wouldn't be wrecking New York in some misguided pursuit of that same goal! Look, Hammerhead's impulse to take us back to a simpler time before any of us had heard of "web shooters" isn't wrong, but his methods are obscene. Attacking the police? Terrifying citizens? The man gives "simpler times" a bad name, like this infernal sodium-free "beverage" I'm being forced by the medical establishment to drink for my "health" gives soda a bad name! And meanwhile, where's our city's, so-called savior,Spider-Man in all this? I need to lay down.
Diggers[]
J. Jonah Jameson: Friends, our streets are safer than ever before, thanks to the tireless efforts of the swinging spectacle Spider-Man. Oh, Just kidding: our streets are actually in more literal danger than they've ever been, because it seems like someone made Hammerhead's idiot men resort to digging up roads in the middle of rush hour! It's clear that the only way crime boss Hammerhead thinks he can get people to listen to his pleas for a return to decency, is by actually razing this city to the ground! And while I frankly find the sentiment, admirable, just like my doctor thinks it's admirable that I've cut back on alcohol consumption, I think we can all agree that we'd much rather get home on time and alive than late and dead. Meanwhile, Spider-Man it seems, is actively assisting the Maggia during all this! Spider-Man... or Spider-Mob?! You decide!
Jared's Revenge[]
J. Jonah Jameson: First of all, I'd just like to make it clear that I am perfectly capable of, eh, of running this show alone, and absolutely know how to work this computer by myself—shut it, Jared, I'm getting to it! But you, loyal listeners, should know that I choose not to—I'm getting to it—and that's why I have decided of my own accord— that's enough, Jared—to bring my assistant, Jared, back to the Just the Facts with J. Jonah Jameson operation. And... to... apologize to him... on the air, which is what I'm doing now. Right now. And—are you serious? Are you really doing this right now? You little—(sighs) And to give him a raise. Tune back in soon for more Just the Facts with J. Jonah Jameson!
Content Creator[]
J. Jonah Jameson: Now, typically, I don't like to trash talk other—who put this note here? What's a "content creator?" That means nothing, Jared. Those are two meaningless words that, put together, make one meaningless phrase, Jared! (sighs) What I'm trying to say, listeners, is that I don't speak ill of other extremely famous and influential New Yorkers like myself. But we need to get one thing straight: Screwball is a menace to the city just barely surpassed by Spider-Man himself! Do they hand channels out to just anybody these days? This purple-haired punk is allowed to run rampant online, and if she isn't kept in line she's going to cause a total societal collapse! I can't tell you what to do, fine listenerse, and I would never suggest you do anything borderline illegal. But if Screwball's channel just so happened to be shut down and she was never able to broadcast again, I think that would be a fine way to protect your city—finer than anything Spider-Man's ever bothered to do for us!
Retraction[]
J. Jonah Jameson: Well, folks, seems I have a retraction to make. Some of my previous comments about finding Hammerhead's ideas "interesting," because he wants to make this beautiful city respectable again, may have been taken out of context. Hammerhead is a violent and poorly-dressed murderer who it turns out has actually been stealing superpowered weapons in order to rule this city by force in a sort of coup d'état that I'm certain no one could have seen coming, especially, apparently, Spider-Man. Now, I stand behind everything I said about admiring Hammerheads motivations—kids these days need to put down their smartphones and stop their floss dancing and get jobs like the rest of us did at eight years old to learn some responsibility. And I think we can all agree that his methods belong in the trash can, and weapons should stay out of discussions about decency. All I have to say is that none of this would have happened if Spider-Man had just stayed off the streets in the first place. I don't know how, exactly, but I know it's true. And now I'm going to bed.
Witness Tampering[]
J. Jonah Jameson: Loyal listeners, I've been told I need to lower my blood pressure by several points if I plan on making it to the next decade and I'll tell you what: I can't, not so long as the scarlet swinger is still sweeping through our streets! He wants us to believe he's here for the good of the city, that he saves lives, that he's a champion of the innocent. Well, who was he championing today, when he let an anti-Maggia witness disappear in broad daylight?! This could have been the one person vital to getting Hammerhead arrested. Now you know I'm all for some reform in this town, so there are a few things on the "Stuff J. Jonah Jameson Hates" list higher than witness tampering! Right behind Spider-Man, there it is: witness tampering! But Spider-Man let Hammerhead get away with it, and here we are—and here I'll stay, at a solid 140 over 95 until someone puts this menace behind bars, where he belongs!
Silver Lining[]
Failure[]
J. Jonah Jameson: Spider-Man is a failure. You might think this would make me happy, and to some extent, you'd be absolutely right. But today, I am tired. Tired of all the senseless violence continually afflicting our streets, which that masked menace failed to put an end to. He failed to stop Hammerhead and his men, who are now using stolen Sable International weaponry to wreak more havoc than ever. And speaking of Sable, Miss "Abuse of Power" herself, is back in New York, this time aboard some kind of fancy shmancy gunship. Where was that when the city was cowering under the terror inflicted by Martin Li and Otto Octavius, huh?!. Collecting dust in Symkarian warehouse?! It's a shame she and Spider-Man couldn't have done us all a favor and just taking each other out.
Egomaniacs[]
J. Jonah Jameson: Folks, we need to talk more about this live-streaming egomaniac, Screwball. It's bad enough her show features and glorifies that narcissistic web-head, Spider-Man—but her (laughs) "shows", if you can even call them that, are putting hard-working New Yorkers in harm's way just so she can "gain followers"—whatever that means. Can't you see her ridiculous stunts are nothing more than a desperate ploy for attention? Come on, folks, you're smarter than that. By watching her shows, you're literally hurting yourselves! So, you ask, "What should we do instead, Jonah?" Here's an idea—tune into my show instead. The only thing I'll hurt you when is the truth! Damn, that's a good line. Write that one down Jared, let's use it in the next promo!
Meme[]
J. Jonah Jameson: It turns out traditional media isn't dead quite yet! (laughs) Not that any of my listeners ever had a doubt—they're used to getting world class content on a regular basis. But I am of course talking about Screwball and her live-streaming band of bandits finally getting yanked off the air, or the web, whatever. The point is, we can all once again rest easy knowing we don't have to live in constant, crippling fear of the awful sound of a so-called "internet personality" spewing nonsensical acronyms into the Ethernet, Internet, whatever! How is this for a meme, Screwball? Goodbye! What do you mean that's not a meme? Of course it is, I just made it one.
Gridlock[]
J. Jonah Jameson: —No, Jared, I said I wanted crushed ice not—what do you mean we're live?! Oh... haha! Listeners, brush-heads. Stop me if you've heard this one before: Spider-Man just chased a bunch of thugs through the streets, putting citizens in danger and leaving millions in property damage in his wake. And this time, he had a little help from a certain silver-haired vigilante, who turned the Financial District into her own personal shooting gallery with a flying death machine! But that's not the worst of it, folks, Ohh no. What could be worse, you ask? That traffic! The gridlock! It was so bad that yours truly missed a very important dental appointment. Now I have to wait six months for the next opening. How many other people missed dental appointments because of this? Dozens? Hundreds? Thousands? Which of course leads us to the obvious conclusion. Spider-Man causes tooth decay!
Cyborg[]
J. Jonah Jameson: Reports are flying in about an incident in Midtown involving, you guessed it, Spider-Man. It's the same old story, same old menace—but here's a terrifying little wrinkle. My sources tell me that the Maggia crime boss Hammerhead has now gone, and I quote, "full cyborg." First we have robotic octopuses, and now a mech'ed up Maggia? (groans) Whatever happened to the good old days, when criminals would just put on a dime store mask, stick their finger in their pocket and try to rob a bank? Oh right, Spider-Man happened!
Credit[]
J. Jonah Jameson: Today is a fine day in New York City. At long last, Hammerhead has been taken down for good, cyborg parts and all. I will even give Spider-Man and Silver Sable an ounce of credit—they did, after all, land the final blow. However! While the mainstream media trips over itself to heap lavish praise on these vigilantes, allow me to give you a dose of facts. Hammerhead would have never gotten this far had it not been for Silver Sable leaving behind all her gear in the city. And don't get me started on Spider-Man, stoking the fires of a gang war and forcing a decorated police captain into administrative leave. So sure, they cleaned up the mess—but they were also the ones that made it.
Coupon[]
J. Jonah Jameson: Jared, call my doctor and double all my prescriptions! I'm in the red here folks. Eyewitnesses have confirmed that there is no longer just one Spider-Man, but two of them! I mean, one is bad enough! But I'm having a hard time dealing with the idea of multiple menaces swinging through our beautiful city. It's just... it's just... Jared, I might be having a heart attack. I need to lie down, folks. No, don't call an ambulance. It's too expensive! Call a cab... I have a coupon in my wallet... don't go in my wallet, Jared! I'll do it, I'll do it!
Evidence[]
J. Jonah Jameson: This is it, folks. This is the big one! (laughs) I finally have proof! For years I have asked my dear listeners to send in photographic evidence to prove once and for all that Spider-Man is directly linked to the very criminals who plague our city. And finally, finally, one brave anonymous caller has delivered the goods. We have clear photos of Spider-Man standing in the immediate vicinity of caches of humanitarian aid. Aid that was intended for Symkaria! And heroic caller assures me that these very humanitarian caches are being sold on the black market! If I've learned one thing in my years as a world-renowned reporter, it's this: photos... don't... lie. Spider-Man has been caught red-handed—no pun intended, puns are for wimps. So what do we do about it, you ask? We wait. We wait for the police to finally wake up and arrest this masked lunatic. At long Last, this city is going to finally see that Jameson has been right about Spider-Man this entire time! Not only is he a thief, he's actually stealing vital food and medicine from innocent civilians who are trapped in a warzone! Women and children, struggling to survive! Hiding each day from a hail of mortars and bullets! Meanwhile, Spider-Man is stealing the very aid that might keep them alive. This is a new low, people. Even I could never have suspected Spider-Man have something this despicable. All we can do now as a city is to sit back and quietly reflect on just how right J. Jonah Jameson really was. Yet again.
Miscellaneous[]
Ben Parker's grave[]
(Upon visiting Ben Parker's grave.)
Spider-Man: Hey, Uncle Ben, miss you. Doing my best to make you proud...