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Spider-Man, Spider-Man, does whatever a spider can Spins a web any size, catch his seeds just

like flies, look out, here comes the Spider-Man, is he strong, listen, Doug, he's got radio, active blood, can you swing from a thread, take a look, overhead, hey there, there goes the 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, welcome fame, he's ignored, action is his reward to him, life is a great big hang up, wherever there's a hang up, you'll find the Spider-Man

Oh, Peter, where have you been?

Morning, Betty.

What's up?

Mr. Jameson's up-- in the air, that is.

He's been looking for you everywhere.

I better go right in.

Golly, I wonder what I've done wrong now.

Maybe it's a big front page assignment.

Morning, Mr. Jameson.

Mr. Halvin.

Parker!

Where in blazes have you been?

I don't pay you to hang around the water cooler all day, you know.

Gee, Mr. Jameson, I was just--

Never mind.

Tell me later.

Here.

Get over to this address right away.

Some nutty professor claims he's been getting radio signals

from the center of the Earth.

Probably just another screwball, but it might

be good for a couple of pictures.

And don't dawdle on the way.

Get back in time for the 1 AM edition.

Right, Mr. Jameson.

Be happy to give you a hand with writing some comic captions, kid.

Never mind that, Hammond.

You've got more important things to do.

I want you to get on that story about the bank that disappeared.

Golly, why do I have to get such dumb assignments?

That stuck-up Hammond gets all the big ones.

I wonder what that bank story's all about.

How can a bank just disappear?

Oh, well.

14 Kingsfield Terrace.

That's way over on the other side of town.

Guess I'll take the express route.

OK, let's get this show on the road, gang.

Harriet, did you see that?

Did I see what?

I just saw that man again flying by on a rope or something.

Shut up, Harriet.

People will think you're some kind of a--

But I did.

I saw it, I tell you.

I saw it.

Nut.

Now, let's see, Dr. Orloff, you've been getting these radio messages from underground?

Yeah, yeah, Parker.

Mr. Your signals, they are.

Yes.

I have as yet no explanation for them.

But I am working on that now.

They are in an unknown language.

Hm, now, real kook.

I wonder if I could listen to one of them, Dr. Orloff?

Certainly, my boy.

Here's one I just caught this morning.

Listen.

J-7, report.

Mission 1, accomplish.

This is the leader.

Report on preparations for mission 2.

All of it is in preparation.

Mission 2, prepare.

We will take the Windsor Street National Bank

address, I say.

Well, no.

Holy cats.

These are the birds who made the bank disappear.

And they're about to grab another one.

Wow, times are wasting.

Excuse me, Doc.

Just remembered a mighty important engagement elsewhere.

Sorry, I've got to fly.

I mean, run.

But-- but I have many other things to say, my interview.

Must be almost 12 noon by now.

There's the bank dead ahead.

Hmm, looks all right.

Maybe just a false alarm?

Great leap.

Grasshoppers, it's gone.

I just don't believe it.

How can a solid building just evaporate like that

into nothingness?

It's uncanny.

I wonder how far down this hole goes.

I wonder what's at the bottom, the wreckage of a busted up

bank, or what?

Maybe I should investigate.

Over this way, it came from over here.

Where's the bank?

Come on, somebody's on the edge of the hole.

Who is that?

Only cats, people coming.

I'm not allowed to catch me here.

Our old Spidey gets the blame again.

Well, here goes nothing.

Only cats, how deep is this thing?

Maybe it goes all the way to the bottom of the world.

I feel like somebody in Jules Verne.

So that's how they did it.

Tunnelled a giant shaft up from the bottom of the world

to the surface.

But why?

And for that matter, who?

Better go take a look-see.

Boy, things are picking up.

This has got to leave me somewhere.

Sure is quiet in here.

I don't like it.

Good grief.

I knew this trip was too quiet.

Boy, I hope they're on their way south for the winter.

Uh-oh, that one looks hungry.

Not bad for an artificial birdcage.

I'll let you out next summer, Bertie.

A giant guard.

Gotta get up.

Gotta get away.

He's coming after me.

Got to get back into the entrance.

My only chance.

Wow, that's certainly someone I never want to meet again.

Spooky looking place.

OK to visit, I guess, but I wouldn't care to live here.

Well, here goes nothing again.

Here comes the leader, I betcha.

My people, you have done well.

Oh, leader, Windsor Street National Bank is ours.

Excellent, excellent, J-7.

Another triumph for the subterranean.

Look at their frightened faces.

Soon, all the surface people will go wild with panic.

And the treasures of gold and silver and precious gems,

they've been looting.

And the leader will rule supreme.

My name is Hammond and I represent the Daily Bugle.

I demand to be set free at once with all these innocent people.

Not so fast.

You are in no position to demand anything.

I am the ruler here.

This is my domain and all of you pasty face surface people

are mine to do with as I will, slaves.

You'll never get away with this, you monster.

What care I for your threats, you puny surface man?

So I won't get away with it, eh?

Then answer me this, wise guy.

Who's going to stop me?

Did I hear my cue?

Spider-Man.

What?

It's Spider-Man.

Him here?

I thought he was--

Seize him.

Great I can't hang around here all day, fellas.

Catch him.

Catch him, you fools.

Help me, you fools.

A flying boy has seized the leader.

Hold it.

Stop right there.

Time for a few facts all around.

First, it was this leader of yours

who talked you into kidnapping the banks of the surface people,

wasn't it?

He told you how the surface miners

have been digging up gold and silver,

robbing the subterranean, as he put it, right?

Stop.

Don't listen to him.

Pay no attention to his questions.

I thought so.

Here's why.

Why, it's Muggs Riley, the bank robber.

Bank robber?

Wrong.

He bragged no jail could hold him

and tunneled his way out months ago.

I believe Peter Parker covered that story.

You make fools of us.

Make us steal for you.

Hold it.

Nobody move.

Throw the pint-sized web slinger.

Get some mass full of hot lead.

Get me.

You make us steal.

Spider-Man, save him.

Don't get me.

Spider-Man.

After tangling with a bunch of angry mole men,

Muggs is happy to get back in a nice safe cell again.

Amazing.

Farewell, surface people.

We return you in your buildings,

which will rise to surface.

We'll never steal from surface again.

Mighty glad to hear that prayer.

Where's Spider-Man?

Where isn't he already?

I'd like to give him my thanks for saving us.

Yes.

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 overhead.

Hey there, there goes the 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 big hang up.

Wherever there's a hang up, you'll find a Spider-Man.