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♪ Radioactive Spider-Man ♪

♪ Spider-Man, Spider-Man ♪

♪ Radioactive Spider-Man ♪

♪ Spider blood, spider blood ♪

♪ Radioactive spider blood ♪

♪ Spider blood, spider blood ♪

♪ Radioactive spider blood ♪

♪ Spider blood, spider blood ♪

♪ Radioactive spider blood ♪

♪ Spider blood, spider blood ♪

♪ Radioactive spider blood ♪

♪ Spider-Man, Spider-Man ♪

The surface layer appears to be igneous.

I'm entering the crater now.

If I'm not out in ten minutes start lunch without me. Over.

No way, John. You're treating today. Over.

Think anyone delivers up here? Over.

This is a new one for the textbooks.

It looks like obsidian, but...

It's almost like the rock's bleeding.

John, what is it?

Did you say bleeding?

John, what's going on down there? Do you copy?

- Seismic disturbance. - Get back up here now.

I copy that.

John. Come in, John.

Astronauts John Jameson and Paul Stevenson

are scheduled to land here at Kennedy Airport,

the first time a shuttle touchdown has

been attempted at a commercial airport.

With touchdown imminent, America

prepares to greet its newest heroes.

Congratulations, Mr. Jameson.

What are you congratulating me for? I'm just his father.

John's a great guy. You had something to do with it.

If you ask me, the apple fell far from the tree.

The astronauts are bringing with them a treasure trove for scientists,

but the most promising discovery, Prometheum X.

This new isotope is among the samples

Colonel Jameson found on the newly discovered asteroid.

According to preliminary tests conducted aboard the shuttle,

Prometheum X could be more powerful than plutonium.

You're following this broadcast, I trust?

Hanging on every word.

Will this new isotope be a boon to mankind,

or will it turn out to be a planetary time bomb?

The world is waiting for an answer.

The story of the year, and look where I am.

- OMS engines are armed. - Five, four, three, two, one.

OMS burn complete.

The shuttle is coming out of its reentry blackout

and we go live to the astronauts.

Control, this is Victory. TAEM interface.

Paul?

What is that stuff?

- Get it off me! - What is it? What's happening?

- Help me! - What's going on up there?

Mayday. Mayday. Mission Control, we're in trouble. Do you copy?

Mission Control has lost contact with the shuttle. There's no explanation yet.

John.

Hang in there.

Mission Control, we're veering off course.

Our landing coordinates are not valid.

- John's the best shuttle pilot. - This bulletin just in.

The shuttle is headed toward the greater metropolitan area.

Remain calm and wait for further instructions.

Hello, Aunt May. Get down to the basement.

Smythe, I suggest we evacuate.

That shuttle could be dropping in on us any minute with explosive results.

Most unlikely. The shuttle's trajectory is taking it this way.

Fort Lee at the westernmost. Forest Hills at the easternmost.

My estimate is that it will hit the George Washington Bridge.

Hmm.

- Yeah? - I have a job for you.

There's something aboard the shuttle

- I want you to get for me. - What shuttle?

No! Get off of me!

NASA Control is now estimating that the

shuttle will reach impact in the Hudson

in the vicinity of the George Washington Bridge.

Let's go. We'll take the copter.

They won't allow any air traffic in that area.

Robbie, my son is on that shuttle.

I've got a quicker way to get there.

...motorists abandon their vehicles.

I repeat, motorists should abandon their vehicles immediately.

Yeah, not in this lifetime.

If that punk Parker can click one of these, so can I.

Look out!

Please, show a little faith. I know my trajectories.

Just as I told you.

Got to make it to the river.

Rhino, are you at the bridge yet?

Yeah. What a mess.

We're gonna hit it.

Can't turn.

Hey, the shuttle door's been pulled off.

Colonel Jameson!

Uh-oh.

Colonel Jameson.

Good heavens.

Huh?

- Where did you come from? - Jersey.

- Got a claim check for that bag? - Check this.

Hey, pal, watch it, or we'll both be going for a swim.

Just who are you...

Did you get the Prometheum X?

- Yeah, but... - Bring it to me, immediately!

- The authorities will be there soon. - Coming, boss. Coming.

We'll finish this some other time.

You can count on it.

What in the world?

"Spidey saves publisher's son."

Can't wait to see Jameson's face when...

What was that noise?

Anybody home? Uh-oh.

Move, Spidey, Move.

John. John, talk to me.

Black, like tar. The bridge... Spider-Man.

Spider-Man? What's he got to do with this?

JJ.

- Brock. - You're not gonna believe this, JJ.

I saw Spider-Man stealing something from the shuttle,

and I got the pictures to prove it right here.

So he was here.

Just give me my old job back, and these pictures are yours.

I'll take them, Brock. I finally got that wall-crawling sack of garbage.

Well, web-head, you saved the day.

But now what do you have to show for all your troubles?

Ugh. Hudson River pollution.

Rich, thick and creamy.

I'll collect my thank-yous later.

Right now, I want to find that big gray goon.

Lost him. Either my tracer's been destroyed,

or he's in a place that's built like a fortress.

So, here it is. What's the big deal?

This is Prometheum X,

potentially the most powerful nuclear fuel in the world.

- I can't wait to examine it. - No time, Smythe.

I've got a buyer lined up, and he wants it yesterday.

Looks like a rock to me.

Please, do not confuse this with that.

Police department divers have confirmed

that the Prometheum X is missing from the shuttle.

Detectives have evidence that Spider-Man was involved in the theft.

- Aunt May, I'm home. - Peter, have you heard?

About Spider-Man? How he saved the astronauts,

and now Jonah Jameson is gonna eat every word he ever...

- Peter, Spider-Man robbed the shuttle. - What?

Now live from Bellevue Hospital.

Mr. Jameson, anything more on your son and his copilot?

What about Spider-Man? Are you sure?

Spider-Man did it. I'm sure of it.

So sure that I'm offering a million dollars

to anyone who brings him in.

One million dollars.

I can't believe this. How could they get it so wrong?

It's the Spider-Man justice system: Guilty until proven innocent.

Now there's nowhere Spider-Man can run.

At last, he'll get what he deserves.

Thanks, Aunt May. I needed that.

A million dollars on my head.

For once in my life, I'm worth something, and I can't collect.

No choice but to lay low.

Well, the one saving grace is I don't have to clean you up now.

No!

What a nightmare.

For a second I thought I was going out of my mind.

Parker, how on earth did you get in the middle of Manhattan,

hanging upside down in a costume you've never seen before?

Over there. It's Spider-Man.

- Doesn't look like him. - Who else can it be?

- He changed his costume to fool us.

- Wouldn't want to make a mistake.

For Jameson's million, I'll take that chance.

Whoa!

Whoa!

Unbelievable.

I almost overshot the whole roof.

I never could jump like that before.

My webbing.

It's shooting out on its own.

He's going too low. Call for backup on the street.

There he is! Get him!

Get him!

What am I doing?

Defending myself, that's what.

It's amazing. This suit is augmenting

every one of my spider powers.

I wonder how strong I am now.

And I used to have trouble lifting a Volkswagen. Uh-oh.

- My adoring public is back. - Yo!

Spider-Man's behind the fire engine.

I like your style, but it would be nice if you were a little less conspicuous.

- You're definitely my kind of suit. - Hey, sarge.

- He went that way. - I can almost taste that million bucks.

You know, I think I'll keep you.

Ya-hoo! Hoo-hoo!

Nothing on Earth could do what this does.

Could it have come from the shuttle?

Peter Parker.

No, wait. How about that guy from Aerosmith?

Maybe something more traditional, something Italian.

Buono.

Looks like my life is going to be

pretty interesting from now on.

Parker? Is that you?

- Lately, I'm not so sure. - I almost didn't recognize you.

You seem so different.

You don't know how different.

But then again, maybe you'd like to find out.

- Hitting on my girl, Parker? - Your girl?

Whatever on earth gave you that idea, Flash?

I thought that...

Parker, Felicia and I need to talk.

So why don't you crawl back under your rock?

- Not this time, bonehead. - Now, Felicia...

What did you say?

It had something to do with the contents of your skull.

Well, this is a twist.

Look who's suddenly developed a backbone.

I have developed a lot more than a backbone.

Parker. Flash.

Don't you have a class to get to?

- Flash. - Well, Felicia...

- What's gotten into you? - Just being myself.

You know something, Peter? You are different, and you scare me.

What's she talking about? I've never felt so good.

How can I demonstrate to your buyers

the power of Prometheum X

if I don't have the specially enhanced control rods?

Get them.

Unfortunately, all control rods made of lidium 90

are in a government repository to which we have no access.

Nothing is inaccessible to me.

I have another job for you.

Peter dear, I've been worried about something.

Those picture you're always taking of Spider-Man? You really should stop.

- Why's that, Aunt May? - Because it's getting too dangerous.

Don't worry. I can handle it.

But there's that reward now. Everyone's after him.

He'll be like a cornered animal.

And you know how dangerous that...

I'm not gonna listen to any more of this.

Why is everybody getting on my case today?

The jolly gray giant. He's back.

Time to take care of unfinished business.

Halt! You're not authorized to be here!

A little far from the zoo, aren't you?

Well, well.

It's the itsy-bitsy spider,

all decked out in his new threads.

They ain't gonna look new for long.

Let's get it over with.

I got to polish my horn.

This will be over when you tell me where that Prometheum X is.

Look, horn head, I'm not going around in circles with you all night.

I want an answer. Now!

This ain't possible. You can't do this!

I just rewrote the rules. Who are you working for?

Know what they would do to me if I told?

Something like this?

And I'm just getting warmed up.

The ride ends when you tell me where the Prometheum X is.

I can't. I can't!

Well, that's too bad, big boy, for you.

All right. I give up.

Rather go to jail than to be a snitch.

Who said anything about jail?

Huh? Uh... I don't get it.

You will.

It's like this. I'm through with not getting what I want.

What are you doing? I told you, I give up.

That's funny. I give up too.

I give up trying to be a friendly neighborhood Spider-Man.

- No. No, you can't! - Can't I?

I'm not gonna listen to any more of this.

I've developed a lot more than a backbone.

You are different, and you scare me.

She was right. I am different.

No. Don't. Don't!

I almost did something back there

that I would have regretted for the rest

of my life, and I have no idea why.

What was that?

What's happening to me?