All language subtitles for Marvels.Spider-Man.S02E02_Legendas01.ENG

Ow! Watch where
you're throwing those, buddy!

They're still rebuilding Oscorp.

Don't care. Paladin steals
what he's hired to steal,

no matter what, or who, is in the way.

"Paladin"? You look nothing like one.

Paladins were knights.

Trust me. I've been to many a Ren Faire.

It's a code name.

We don't all have to
dress like team mascots.

Ouch!

Hey, smile for my web cam.

Get it? "Web" cam?

Filming yourself
fighting a trained mercenary, kid?

Haven't you had
your butt kicked in public enough?

Uh, sure, but there are three reasons
I'm not giving up.

Isaac Newton, Thomas Edison,
and Albert Einstein.

Shut up. We're fighting here.

Sure. Happy to explain.

Three great scientists, all my heroes,

but I heard Newton
dropped out of grade school.

Edison said he failed
almost a thousand times

before he perfected the light bulb.

And rumor has it Einstein
struggled to learn basic math.

- Know what that means?
- It means I don't care.

Wrong. It means a true hero
never gives up.

I used to think you were some weirdo,
but now I know you're our weirdo.

Uh, that was supposed
to be a compliment.

Trust me,

I appreciate that more than you know.

Well done, Paladin.

Exactly the data we need.

Blurry. Blurry. Sky. Blurry.

Elbow. Huh. My rear end.

Nothing usable.

Well, if it isn't Harry Osborn,
the world-famous traveler.

Yeah. As if overseeing
the European operations

of my dad's company is a vacation.

Hey, I don't have much time.

Just called to wish you luck this year.

Isn't tonight Horizon's
Back to School Night?

It sure is.

But it might also be
my farewell to school night.

Classes start Monday,

and if I can't get Spidey footage
to sell to the Daily Bugle,

I can't afford tuition.

I told you, Pete, I can help.

Nah. This is something
I have to do on my own.

Uncle Ben taught me
the importance of being self-sufficient.

And besides, after all the trouble
I've been through recently,

the law of averages says

my luck has to change at some point.

Doctor Octopus has returned!

I come for what is mine.

But maybe not today.

Uh, Harry, I'm gonna
have to call you back.

All of this was inevitable.

Who is that guy?

Freshman.

It's taken months, but now it's my time.

Miles, we need to change
into our work clothes.

It might not be necessary.

I made some modifications
to my security bots.

They're much more proactive now. Watch.

Otto, how are you no longer in prison?

You're not welcome here.

Max Modell.

Let me explain.

No way.
Let's shock some sense into him.

Gwen!

Ock saved us?

Okay, that's not very evil.

I did not come for a confrontation.

You said you came for what was yours.

I assumed you meant revenge.

What? No.

Why would you think that?
I meant forgiveness.

Was that not clear?

You all understood, yes?

Hmm. Perhaps not.

I regret last year.

I fell in with a bad crowd.

Osborn and his goons.

And I let myself be fueled
by my own insecurities.

- Why are you coming back here now?
- Parker?

Hmm. A fair question from a student

who's brighter than
I ever gave him credit.

I was recently released from a facility
for so-called supervillains,

The Cellar.

They thought you paid for your crimes
after such a short time?

They promote intensive
criminal rehabilitation.

While imprisoned,
I tried to be productive,

earning three doctorates.

And, to repay my debt to society,

I would like to offer my teaching services
to Horizon High again.

For free, of course.

I'm sorry. After the things you did,
you are not welcome here.

While this is not the outcome
I was hoping for,

I understand.

Perhaps, to help me start a new life,

might I be able to pack up my old lab
while I'm here?

Please be quick.

And a security bot
will keep an eye on you.

That is only fair.

Max might be too harsh.

Dr. Octavius has clearly changed
and wants to make amends.

What ever happened to second chances?

Hello! Ock created the Sinister Six.

He mind-controlled Spider-Man.

And he just saved our lives.

After putting them at risk.

When your robots attacked him.

Welcome to Horizon High's
Back to School Night.

I know this is going to be
one of our best years ever.

Now let's start this program off right

with the announcement
of Horizon's annual project.

This year it's a doozy.

I give you a quantum leap
in computer science,

the Neuro Cortex.

A self-sustaining database
modeled after the human brain itself,

utilizing a unique mix
of chemistry and electronics.

When finished,
it could revolutionize medicine,

energy, travel, and even
how the Internet itself runs.

We're talking about
the potential to change the world.

Oh. Where's Anya?

She'd love this.

Hey. You missed Max's presentation.

Aleksei's doctors give me
limited access to him each day.

If I'm gonna find a way
to permanently cure him

of his rhino transformation,
I need every second.

So, is it true? Doc Ock is back?

Only to get his stuff and leave.

Max knows better than to trust him.

But it's a shame.

Ock has been working hard
to rehabilitate himself,

and it's not fair
we aren't giving him a chance.

Not fair?

Look at what Ock did to Aleksei.

He's not a man who can ever be trusted.

Max wants to talk to me?

Uh-oh.

This is uncomfortable,

but I'm sure you know
why I called you here.

I know, Max.

I'll have my tuition money in soon,
I promise.

I just need a couple more days.

Unfortunately, I don't know how long
I can keep your spot open here

if we don't get a payment.

And trust me,
I don't want to lose you.

You're one of
my most promising students at Horizon,

and I need your help on the Neuro Cortex.

It sounds like
an amazing project.

It is. But like anything this complex,

it's also frustrating.

For instance, like a human brain,
it has two lobes,

but I'm having trouble getting them
to communicate with one another.

Have you considered embedding connections

to simulate neuronal cell bodies
in human gray matter?

I came to tell you
that I retrieved all my equipment

and am exiting Horizon for the final time.

Good-bye, Doctor.

Hmm.

Otto. That idea,
simulated gray matter.

What made you think of it?

Like I mentioned,

I recently obtained a few more doctorates,
including one in neurochemistry.

Not to sound overconfident,
but I am certain it would work.

I'll put it under consideration.

Everything is in alignment.

Boom! If a camera webbed to my wrist

can't get decent footage
to sell to the Bugle,

maybe this drone can do the job.
Let's test you out.

Oh, nice!

Big bucks, here I come.

Hmm.

Something's not right.

Show your hall pass.

Boo!

Man, this is a bad day
to be a security bot.

Ah. Horizon's spider mascot.

Our client said we might run into you.

Whoa. "We"?

Wild Pack.

You thought the police could hold me?

Round two, kid.

And this time I've brought some friends
to the party.

Something about the name
"Wild Pack" tells me

this isn't going to be
a slumber party, is it?

Paladin, Puma, Battlestar.

We've studied his moves.
Take him down.

You've studied me? I'm flattered.

Of course. We're professionals.

You didn't really think
I was stealing from Oscorp, did you?

Wild Pack, target acquired!

Move out!

Oh, good. Glad you got all that.

Okay. Four weirdoes in bizarre costumes

can't just disappear without a trace,
can they?

Of course, this is New York
I'm talking about.

Help me! Anyone!

Doc Ock, do I even want
to know how you got into this situation?

Did they get away?

I heard commotion at Horizon

and saw that group
of oddly dressed individuals

running off with the Neuro Cortex.

I tried to stop them,

but they clearly have technology
I was not prepared for.

Yeah, well, now they have some more tech,
and that's a big problem.

I'll help you track them.

The Neuro Cortex in the wrong hands
could spell unmitigated disaster.

I am aware of its dangerous potential

because I recently obtained
a few doctorates...

In neurochemistry.

Yeah, you mentioned that.

How do you know that?

I haven't seen you in months, Spider-Man.

Oh, yeah, right.

I mean, that's... That's what I heard.

Uh, congrats.
Doctorates are great. Love 'em.

Since they're now long gone,
the first thing we need to do is...

Whoa. Whoa.

There is no "we" here.

I'm on this. This is me.

But I'm offering my brilliance
to assist you, for free.

Ock, call me crazy,
but I don't exactly trust you.

Look, we don't have the best history,
you and me.

Did you know Edison said
he failed almost a thousand times

before he streamlined
the design of the light bulb?

That he was completely
dismissed by his peers?

If he had not been given
more opportunities to prove his worth,

we would never have benefited
from his world-changing discoveries.

I know second chances
don't come easily,

but, like Edison,
I am not going to give up.

I don't expect you to understand,
Spider-Man.

No shock that
mercenaries like the Wild Pack

don't exactly have home addresses.

Oh, but who hired them?

I wonder if anybody
at the Daily Bugle could...

Oh, no. I have to get my footage in
within the hour to make the deadline!

Now, this is
what I'm talking about!

Brock, get in here!

Look at this fantastic footage
of Spider-Man this kid took.

And he's still in middle school.

High school.
Same difference.

What grade are you in, Brock?

Parker, you keep bringing me
this kind of footage,

I'll keep writing you
these kinds of checks. Betty!

One more of these, and this month's
tuition will be no problem.

The first day of school's tomorrow.

We have no other projects
that could take its place for the year?

A cyber-chemical interface
of the Neuro Cortex's complexity?

None of our other projects
is even close to that level of ingenuity.

The year's funding is based on it.

Cyber-chemical interface.

I've been trying to track the Wild Pack

when I should have been tracking
the Neuro Cortex itself.

The Cortex uses a chemical
with a rare heat signature,

which is a lot easier to find
than dangerous mercenaries.

Two things.
One, I'm impressed you found us.

Our client picked this transfer location
for its isolation.

And two, I can't believe

you just walked out
into the open like that.

We literally saw you
a mile away.

But on the bright side, my tracker works.

You should have left us alone.

Unless, of course, you want to pay us off
and buy back the device.

What? That's all it would take?
Just buy it from you?

Everyone has a price.

Say, 1.2 million.

I'm a little short on the 1.2 million,

but I might be able
to scrounge up ten bucks.

Wild Pack,

keep him away from the Neuro Cortex.

Delta-14 formation!

Wait.
You have actual fight plans? Whoa!

I'm used to villain teams
just yelling stuff out like,

"Crush the spider!"

Ta-da!

Oh!

You're rather juvenile
for a superhero, aren't you?

I'm older than you think.

Nope.
My voice totally did not just crack.

It's been a pleasure,
but this ends now.

Puma, destroy him.

The offer to buy you out still stand?

'Cause that ten dollars
is burning a hole in my pocket.

Puma, destroy him.

Behold!
The return of the Octopus!

Fighting valiantly on the side
of goodness and virtue.

Never thought I'd say this,

but I am so glad
to see you right now.

- How did you find me?
- With this.

I remembered the Neuro Cortex
uses a chemical

with a rare radiation signature.

So you developed a tracker
that could zero in on the signature.

I did the exact same thing.

Really?

The Spider-Man knows science?

I have my moments.

Clearly we are more alike
than we both realized.

Also, we both represent
multi-limbed creatures

for the purpose of justice.

Epsilon-ten formation!

They utilize tactics
denoted by the Greek alphabet?

Uh-huh.
They have their own evil playbook.

That's probably something
you could've used with your Sinister Six.

I never claimed to be
a good supervillain leader.

Continue the formation.

I'm pulling a Sigma-12.

Meet you at Location Beta.

Why can't you just say,
"Finish him off, I'm running away"?

Spider-Man!

Impact trauma
to my parietal pleura.

Stay down. I have an idea.

I don't want to be the filling
in a mercenary sandwich.

Huh?

Ock, I got to get you to a doctor.

But we can't let Silver Sable
escape with the Cortex.

I developed a backup plan
for this very circumstance.

From this short distance

my tracker can radically stimulate
the chemical containment.

Blow it up?
We can't destroy the Neuro Cortex.

Better destroyed than letting her
sell it to someone with evil intentions.

We can't stop her in time.
There's no chance.

I bet that's what they told Edison.

Don't you ever quit?

It's really annoying, isn't it?

You do know no one's flying this thing.

Shouldn't have quit
those fencing lessons.

You think this is a joke?

Of course not. Under this mask,
I'm making a super serious face.

Whoa!

Oh. Sorry.

Should have taken that ten-spot
when I offered.

Your loss.

I was wrong, Spider-Man.
There was a chance.

I am truly starting to learn
that there always is.

Yeah. That's something
I should probably remember, too.

Hey, Max. We picked up
a little back-to-school supply.

I don't... I don't have the words
to express my gratitude, Spider-Man.

Don't thank me.
If it wasn't for Otto here,

I would have been Puma food.

A device this advanced
belongs only with a mind

capable of harnessing its true potential.

Yours, Max.

Now, I won't overstay my welcome.

You realize, Max,
the processing power,

even in the prototype Neuro Cortex,
could cure poor Aleksei.

With the right parameters,
it could run through

every conceivable chemical formulation
in minutes.

You think you can save him?

I know I can.

I do not support this idea.

I have some doubts as well, Anya,

but we've tried everything else,
and Spider-Man has faith in Ock.

Huh?

Oh.

Oh.

What?

Where am I?

Oh, I missed a lot, didn't I?

It's good to have you back, Aleksei.

And not only is the Neuro Cortex prototype
returned and operational,

our year-long research project
will be spearheaded

by our returning professor,
Dr. Otto Octavius.

I know second chances
do not come often.

I swear I will not disappoint
all of you students.

Getting thrown in prison
was never part of the deal.

No, it wasn't.

But have patience, Paladin.

Our client's plans are

long-term.

Look at this menace.

He causes more damage
than the so-called bad guys

and webs up innocent students!

But that's not what happened.

Whoa, Pete.

Someone looks like
they just failed a test.

Not that I would know
what that looks like.

It's just

something didn't turn out
like I thought it would.

So? What about all the things
that turned out better than you thought?

Ock's reformed. Aleksei's back.

Never dwell on the bad, Pete.

You know what happened to Edison, right?
And Newton?

And Einstein. You're right.

It doesn't matter
if you've failed a thousand times.

There's always a chance
to achieve something great.