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Spider-Man, Spider-Man, does whatever a spider can, spins a web any size, catch his feet,

just like flies, look out, here comes the Spider-Man.

As he's strong, bliss and blood, he's got radio, active blood, can you swing from a thread,

take a look, overhead, hey there, there goes a Spider-Man.

In the chill of nights, at the scene of a crime, like a street of lights, he arrives just in time.

Spider-Man, Spider-Man, friendly neighborhood Spider-Man, welcome fame, he's ignored,

action is his reward to him, life is a great big pain, wherever there's a pain, you'll find a Spider-Man.

Funny, the lights in Central Park are out, and I don't need my spider sense to tell me something's wrong,

uh-oh, looks like the city forgot to pay its light bill, but this is a little extreme.

Wallop and web snappers, what was that?

A metal eating monster!

If I didn't see it, I wouldn't believe it, neither will old J.J.J. if I don't get a picture of it.

He spotted me, I'd better take cover.

The fire, it's spreading, got to put it out. If I don't stop it, the whole park will go up in flames.

I wonder if a fire department could use a guy with spider powers. Now to take care of old Smokey, he's gone.

I've got a picture to prove it, but something tells me I'm going to have a hard time convincing old J.J.J. this is no joke.

What kind of a joke is this, Parker? A metal eating monster indeed.

Believe me, that monster is for real. Parker, I'm paying you for pictures, not park-eye tricks.

You're not being fair to Peter.

Fair? When he brings me pictures from some monster movie?

Jameson here. What bronze statue in Central Park? Look, I have no time for-- Hold on.

How can tracks disappear from a railway? Okay, okay, I'll get somebody on it right away.

What does it all mean?

It means there's a monster on the loose, one who eats metal to live.

There's a 30-foot monster out there, and it's eating a fence. He's trying to eat the generator.

Somebody, call the police. Call the fire department. Call the army.

What? Where? The steel barricade on the East River Drive is gone.

The fire escapes on Second Avenue.

Another report just came in. The monster is eating the power station.

The biggest story of the year, and where is that Peter Parker?

Old J.J.J. must be blowing his top by now, but if I'm going monster fighting, it's best to be prepared.

There. That should do it. Now, all I have to do is find old furnace mouth.

I'd swear that was a car.

Flying cars?

Something tells me I found that walking scrap heap.

All right, Mr. Big Mouth, this new webbing should hold you.

Well, back to the drawing board. But wait.

If you can't fight 'em, join 'em.

It's working.

Wallopin' web snappers. This is no place for me.

Lucky I always carry an umbrella.

Gone again. Do you think he's trying to tell me something?

Nothing new on the teletype about the monster.

I could have told you that.

There hasn't been a report of any kind.

Maybe it's sleeping off dinner.

If we can't stop the monster, we can convince it to go on a diet.

Quitting time.

It's dinner time, not quitting time.

Grab a bite and get right back here. Both of you.

Wallopin' web snappers. That's it. That's it.

Peter Parker.

Parker! The monster is at it again. It's heading toward the waterfront.

Okay. I'm ready for it.

What's that, Parker? Oh, I said the police. Are they ready for it?

They're evacuating the area. Get me some pictures.

Well, J. Jonah Jameson, Peter Parker's not running just because you say so.

But Spidey is.

Officer Casarino to control. Officer Casarino to control.

All clear.

They're even evacuating the harbor.

Walloping web snappers. Will you look at the size of it now?

It looks like he's working his way toward the bridge.

I'll have to stop him before he gets there.

Now to knock you down to size. All right, old ironsides.

It's time to cure that bad case of a heartburn. Full steam ahead.

If I weren't so blamed upset over Spider-Man turning out to be the hero,

I wouldn't have any trouble coming up with a headline for our big extra.

Well, Mr. Jameson, how about Spidey's Nights Monster thinks same.

No, no.

This keyring belongs to a young lady in the audience.

Peter, that's my keyring.

I see her in a newspaper office.

How does he do it?

I don't know, Betty.

No, no. There is someone in the library of my house.

He's stealing my book of witchcraft. It's the Green Goblin.

Peter, what do you think? He's gone.

This is what I'm looking for. Once I unlock the secrets in this book,

I'll have supernatural power.

I didn't know you belonged to the crook of the month club.

Have a pumpkin, dearie.

Don't you have any new tricks, Goblo?

You'll rule the day, Spider-Man.

Once I unlock the secret of Grandini's book.

Well, I'm going to cancel your library card.

The very thought of Spider-Man with supernatural powers makes me shudder.

But that's the Green Goblin.

So he's got a new costume. I'd know that menace anywhere.

I'm sorry to interrupt, Mr. Jameson.

Good morning, Betty.

Good morning, Mr. Parker.

Am I to be disturbed for every minor decision?

It's very unusual, Mr. Jameson. Classified would like you to okay this.

Eliago, Venitas, to Supernas, Mondo's, Infernas.

Mr. Jameson, snap out of it.

Huh?

What's the idea of all this? And what's this silly thing?

Here, Miss Brandt, you take care of this.

Now, please leave. I have a splitting headache.

Ah, they're gone. Now's my chance.

Spider-Man, what do you mean breaking into my office?

Spider-Man, I am the Green Goblin.

Well, whoever you are, if you want an appointment, see my secretary.

That was my hand you just read, Mr. Jameson.

Well, I don't print such drivel.

No need to print it now. You're the man I've been looking for.

Mondo's, Supernas, makes the phrase the Goblin is using to find the medium he needs.

Only one person in a million might fall into a trance by reading this.

Could Jameson be one in a million?

In a boiling cauldron at the witching hour, face these things.

You must have the Scepter of Osiris to stir and mix the brew.

And then demons of the underworld will come to do your bidding.

The Scepter of Osiris? Where will I find it?

In the mummy case of Granddini, the Mystic.

Is that all, spirit?

That's more than enough, you foolish goblin.

Spider-Man!

Have some gremlin dust, you meddling web-heck.

You missed.

You mere mortal. I've wasted enough time on you.

Destroy the intruder, spirit.

That proves the spirits are on my side.

Oh, my head.

Spider-Man!

I must have put up quite a struggle.

Hello, police. Yes, this is J.J. Jameson.

I've just captured Spider-Man.

Do your duty, officer. I want that web-slinging nuisance locked up.

On what charge, Mr. Jameson?

On what charge? That Spider-Man.

I know that Spider-Man, but what's he done?

Done. Why, he's the worst menace this city has ever known.

He's sorry I can't say to hear the verdict, but I have to see Mummy about a Scepter.

Well, don't just stand there. Go after him.

After you, Mr. Jameson.

I hope I'm not too late.

Ah, the Scepter of Osiris.

Soon the demons of the spirit world will be mine to command.

Not if I can help it.

You interfering web-slinger. I'll teach you.

You can't get away. Oh, yes, I will.

And now for the witching hour.

What's happened? The Scepter. It's gone.

The only way to stop him is to learn the witching hour.

I suppose I could ask Jameson.

Who's that? Oh, it's you, Parker.

What are you doing up so late?

Well, I thought you'd want to know that you've been scooped by a rival newspaper.

Scooped? Nobody scoops the bugle. Let me see that.

Heliago, Venitas, Joe, Supernass, Mundos, Infernass.

Sorry, but I had to get you into a trance.

Now, tell me the witching hour.

Tonight, when the bells strike twelve.

Where? Where will it be?

Only the green goblin knows.

There's still one last chance.

If the goblin needs Jameson, I'll be able to follow him.

It's getting awfully close to twelve and still no signal from...

So they couldn't call the demons without Jameson.

A witching hour. I should have guessed.

The time has come.

The party's over, goblin.

My colon!

Right back at you, goblin.

It's no use hiding, Spider-Man.

Jameson, you're a think.

These will make short work of you.

You fool! You destroy us all!

Destroy him! O demons, use your powers!

Bungler, you are not fit to join our evil band.

No! No! You can't leave me! I command you to come back!

Please!

Don't feel bad, goblin. I still want you.

And when I came to, where do you think I was?

I was in the same cell with the green goblin.

Me! J. Jonah Jameson.

Well, let me tell you, Miss Brandt.

That police sergeant soon changed his mind when he found out who I was.

Well, that's the end of that ghost story. I hope.

Spider-Man! Spider-Man!

Does whatever a spider can.

Spins a web any size.

Catch your seeds, just like flies. Look out!

Here comes the Spider-Man!

Is he strong? Listen, Doug.

He's got radioactive blood.

Can you swing from a thread?

Take a look.

It's a bit hard to see.

But can you swing from a thread? Take a look.

Overhead. Hey, there.

There goes a Spider-Man.

In the chill of night, at the scene of a crime.

Like a street of lights, he arrives just in time.

Spider-Man! Spider-Man!

Friendly neighborhood Spider-Man.

Well-contained. He's ignored.

Action is his reward to him.

Life is a great bidet.

Wherever there's a pain.

You'll find a Spider-Man!