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Spider sighting at three o'clock. Do you copy?

Copy. Move in on our million-dollar target.

You boneheads can't catch me,

not while this suit makes me stronger and faster than you.

Blast Jameson and his stupid reward.

He's got the whole world after me for something I didn't do.

I can hardly move without somebody wanting a piece of me.

Don't you yahoos get it? The black Spider-Man is unbeatable!

Nice try, little man.

My turn.

- Should I try the sonic blaster? - We've tried everything else.

Yah! The suit. What's happening?

I'm getting weak. Everything's going dark.

Yeah. Easiest million we ever made.

This is weird.

Maybe this ain't Spider-Man.

How many other wall-crawlers hang around here?

Hey, look. How can he do that?

What's going on? Get him!

- Look. There! - I must have passed out. Hey!

Whoa! My suit has cruise control, but your suits...

Get in the truck now.

Your suits have battery packs that blow up if they get wet.

Bye-bye.

Now to go right to the source of all my troubles.

Thanks to your photos, we've got the web-slinger dead to rights.

I told you I could do the job, JJ.

You did a job, all right. On me.

Spider-Man? Think you can hide in a cockamamie new costume?

I've got nothing to hide, especially from two second-rate hacks.

Pictures don't lie.

- But you do. - I know what I saw.

You didn't see me take the Prometheum X.

- Who else could have taken it? - The clown in the rhino costume.

A rhino? I think that new suit's cutting off the oxygen to your brain.

If you don't call off that reward, I'm gonna...

Don't even think about it.

Who needs to think?

- Hey! Watch it! - Look out!

I almost lost it again back there.

As bad as he was before, in that suit he's even worse.

What is happening with me?

I've got to get some questions answered.

Well, here it is, gentlemen.

How do we know it's the real thing?

We've set up this special test site just to give you a demonstration.

Prometheum X is the most powerful

fissionable element ever discovered.

Less than a microgram should give us proof of its power.

Shouldn't we be wearing protective gear?

Prometheum X doesn't radiate until it's heated.

That's the beauty of it.

The most powerful fissionable material in the universe,

and you can carry it around in your pocket.

Now all we need to do is increase the temperature and ignite it.

That chunk you have, it could destroy this whole planet.

I only handle the best.

Dr. Connors, I need your help.

You're a wanted man. Tell me why I shouldn't call campus security.

I helped you when you were desperate.

I could've turned you in, but I didn't.

- What do you want? - It's this suit. I need it analyzed.

Cut off a piece of the material, if you can.

What do you mean, "if I can"?

Go ahead and try.

Well, how did it...

Cut here. Quick.

- Where did this thing come from? - The Hudson.

It's got cell structure. The nuclei are even dividing.

That's what I was afraid of. It's alive, isn't it?

As alive as you or me.

Well, doc, what do all the tests show?

This is truly astounding. Watch.

Take a single host organism, like this

one from a nitrogen-based environment.

Now I'll add a molecule chain from that suit of yours.

They're bonding.

It's replicating and mutating the

molecular structure of its own DNA.

It's actually improving on the host organism.

Host organism? That's what I am to this thing?

Apparently. It's a symbiont.

An organism that thrives by bonding with another.

In this case, me.

But not only does the suit bond.

In time, it replaces.

I'd almost be willing to say this piece

of material is a sentient creature.

- You mean it thinks? - Where are you going?

You've got to get that suit off.

I can't. There are some things I have to take care of first.

- Get rid of it! - I need it!

The element, it's gone.

A man in a rhino costume.

So there was a guy in a rhino suit.

- You lied to me! - Okay, okay.

It was just some fool in a bad Halloween costume. What's the big deal?

I can't have someone who works for me

coloring the truth and leaving out facts.

It's against everything I stand for. You're history.

Out of here. Fired.

What? No. Wait. I have more pictures.

- Out! - Come on. You hate Spider-Man.

Both of us do. I thought you'd be glad

to hear he took the Prometheum X.

JJ, I did it for you.

You did this for yourself, Brock.

Give me security. I've got some trash they can throw out.

Because Eddie Brock, an ex-Bugle reporter,

withheld important evidence in this case,

I must regretfully withdraw my reward for the capture of Spider-Man

until this matter has been thoroughly investigated.

Who is this Eddie Brock?

We have to make sure that none

of this can be traced back to me.

I've got the perfect device and the perfect man to use it.

Spider-Man.

Everywhere I turn, he's in my way.

He cost me my job, my reputation...

My health.

My apartment?

Now for a little game of hide-and-seek.

Brock's hidden that film of the Rhino in

here somewhere, and I'm gonna find it.

Come on, Brock. Where is it?

Not too hygienic, Eddie, but clever.

And now Mr. Brock will learn a serious

lesson about the dangers of lying.

You Eddie Brock?

- Who wants to know? - My boss wants to know.

What's this about?

This is why they call me the Shocker.

So, very painful or sort of painful? That's up to you.

Where are the photos of the crash site?

What's this, a fight? And nobody invited me.

You stay out of this.

Reasonable advice.

But I haven't had much use for reason lately.

Getting rid of you is gonna be a blast.

Rest in pieces, wall-crawler.

How about I follow you instead?

All right, Shocker, which door did you use?

You can confuse my eyes, but not my spider-sense.

- Did you take care of Mr. Brock?

- No. He got away.

Maybe I can crawl through an air vent.

Air vent? That's the old Spidey talking.

I did smash Spider-Man, though.

Well, if it isn't my old friend, Alistair Smythe.

How did you get in here?

Since I got my new suit,

I get invited to all the best parties.

Don't go. This party is just getting rolling.

- The Prometheum. - No kidding.

Shocker, he's got the Prometheum X.

I can see you're all tied up, so I'll be on my way.

Let's see why everybody is so hot for this little rock.

Basic structure.

Density.

Molecular weight. It looks like it's heat-activated.

Well, what do you know?

What's the matter with you two? What happened?

Spider-Man took the Prometheum X.

Then you will have to get it back,

even if you must take the whole city hostage.

Excellent idea.

Dr. Kravitz, you have a visitor...

Who are you? What do you want?

We got important business, you and I.

What have you done to my son?

Listen, and listen well.

This just in. Astronaut John Jameson has

been kidnapped from his hospital room.

We go now to the colonel's father, J. Jonah Jameson,

with a statement from his home.

Spider-Man, wherever you are,

if you're within the sound of my voice,

you must contact me.

It's a matter of life and death.

So now I'm supposed to come running when you call?

This is for John, old man, not for you.

I'm getting real tired of cleaning up

your messes, Jameson.

I knew if I tailed you long enough,

something would turn up.

Bet you're plotting against me with Spider-Man.

John?

- First, hand over the Prometheum X.

- Not until we see Colonel Jameson.

Son.

All right, Smythe, you win. Here it is.

Dad, I knew I could count on you.

Always, son. Always.

Untie the colonel

and get him as far away from here as you can.

I'll guard you both from the rear.

Well, that's it, then. Deal's done.

Not quite.

A double-cross? Big surprise.

If you think that's a surprise, then you're in for a real shock.

And I'm gonna tear you limb from limb!

Oh, I'm all shook up.

Ooh, Spider-Man's in trouble. Perfect.

Pathetic.

Can't pull the wool over me.

Come on. Let's get this over with.

I said come on.

It's payback time, web-slinger.

I still got business with you.

Forget him. You're not done yet with me.

Surprised, Shocker? Let me tell it to you straight.

I am invincible!

Get back here, Shocker!

Shocker!

You can't escape me!

I'll chase you to the ends of the earth!

Hey, what are you...

What good are those blasters to you now?

You?

I'm gonna save you for dessert.

And you, you're the main course.

You'll pay for this.

The check's in the mail, baby.

No. What are you trying...

No. I give up. Come on.

You're the good guy. You can't do this.

Why not? I have the power.

Power? My Uncle Ben, he always used to tell me,

with great power comes great responsibility.

Oh...

I knew you wouldn't.

No!

What have I done?

What's this costume doing?

Doc Connors was right. The symbiont's taking control.

I got to get it off.

It's too late. It won't let me.

Aaah!

The suit is in pain. I can feel it.

Why?

Sonic vibrations.

Noise makes you crazy.

I should have guessed that before.

But why didn't I know your weakness?

Did you block it from my mind to

protect yourself? Was Connors right?

Stay away from me.

I thought I wanted what you had to offer,

but I'm not like you,

and I won't let you do this to me.

No!

At last. It's over.

I got to get out of here.

- I have it. - Now, gentlemen, what am I bid?

Wait a minute.

First, you need to prove to us again

that this is the real stuff.

As you wish.

Hey. What are you trying to pull now?

This Prometheum X is almost

completely transmuted into lead.

- How could that have happened? - It's the nature of Prometheum X.

Its radioactive half-life must be only days.

Why didn't you tell me before?

Because you never gave me an opportunity to study it.

- Then it's useless! - He knew it.

Spider-Man knew it.

Spider-Man, enjoy your fame...

...while it lasts!

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