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Spider-Man, Spider-Man, does whatever a spider can, spins a web any size, catch your steeds,

just like flies, look out, here comes the Spider-Man, is he strong?

Listen, dud, he's got radioactive blood, 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 big pain, wherever there's a pain, you'll find a Spider-Man!

Wow, like firework!

This bridge becomes a huge lightning rod in a storm.

Lightning grooves me, it's a blast!

According to police statistics, it's also a blast for crime.

Really, how come?

You'd need either a mind detector, or maybe a sixth sense to pick up any rumble of trouble today.

Oh I see, crime under thunder cover, huh?

Ah, it's all so easy, so easy!

We did it, we did it again, boomer!

Of course, no one had as born, with all the infernal thunder racking above, who could hear my nitro clandestinely crack it?

Throw, throw, throw!

And any safe will safely open with a blast, if we first consult the daily weather forecast.

What have you noticed, borer? How many more storms have struck lately?

Yes, methinks are destinies, and those storms are both guided by the same fearsome man.

That'll shake 'em up down there.

So, those with thieving schemes are turning my thunder to plunder, eh?

Very well, let them!

Golden!

Practicing again?

Mars, mighty Caesar.

Yes, my thunderbolts descend even to Earth.

Good! Ours is a planet of warriors.

Each one of us is empowered with the mightiest martial skills.

We do what elsewhere can only be done by armies.

The power of the universe is individually ours.

And today, Bolton, you may achieve our highest honor, and so have the honor of extending once more the reach of the red planet Mars.

And through the victory of the games today shall fall the conquest of Earth.

Is Earth our target this time?

Yes, with most of the solar system already under our imperial boot, the richest planet of all now seems ripe for Martian conquest.

No other planet has so much gold.

And as is customary, the warrior who single-handedly takes the planet will take for himself his own prize.

Spider-Man, how did you--

Let's just say something bugged me.

Barabay is out.

Bite this bug man.

Time to make a vault.

Safe inside safe.

Well, at least the boomer didn't get the bootle.

But now he'll get the break.

Brats, bug brats back.

I'll dust you off, my kids.

Looks like I shook that mat.

Can I hitch a ride?

Well, what goes in must come out.

End of the line, boomer.

Rats, bugged by a bug trap.

Well, I'll be thunderstruck.

That's right, little man. You will.

I did a tree.

I'll smash you both to thunder dust.

Timber!

I've got a lot of work to do before Goliath comes too.

Need help?

Boomer!

You can't count on crooks.

Well, here comes the gang.

What happens when he wakes up?

We've got to move fast.

Anything you say, Spider-Man.

OK, everybody split to a different spot along the lake.

And back your cars right up to the shore.

And then?

Cross your fingers.

OK, let's make it.

Split.

Dig out.

Hurry, hurry.

OK, start your engines.

Spider-Man is waking up.

OK, dig out.

Now, you worm.

Hurry, what?

I'll blast you to eternity, you miserable mortal.

First, you'll have to get loose.

Secure those lines tightly around the trees.

If he gets any slack, we're goners.

If I cut you loose, will you help me?

Reby, and I'm your slave.

Rise up, my colossus.

Look out!

He's loose.

Get him.

Come and catch me, you lummox.

Go take a ride to the moon.

It's irresistible.

He shouldn't be too disappointed.

He'll be the first man on the moon.

But he said the moon, he wasn't kidding.

I'm heading for space.

Just one chance.

Now, where's this treasury of the world you promised me?

You?

You were going to take it for me, remember?

You do the leading.

I'll do the taking.

The gold bullion bank of nation, all the wealth of the world

in solid gold bars, downtown.

Go.

That's what I want.

Let's get to it.

Don't worry, Mr. Mayor.

We're going to blast that thing right back to

wherever it came from.

The dark one, the pack, OK, check out.

It's all cool now we've had it.

Have we?

Don't laugh so hard.

They'll think of something else.

Well, OK, I'm hunching brown to air missiles.

Missiles, yikes, we're doomed.

What else can they send?

I can't think of anything else, Mr. Mayor.

Nothing can stop him now.

But, General, there must be something.

Running out of time.

I've got to make my move now.

That's it, the gold bullion building.

All the gold of the world for the grabbing.

Yeah, and who can stop us?

Bums away.

You pesti nut.

What's the matter, big boy?

Down to your last shot?

This one's indestructible.

Not even I can control it.

It will blast you clear to infinity.

Hey.

What?

Hey, stop.

Hey.

Have her in the yellow gym.

Yeah, you too.

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 big hang-up.

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