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Spiderman, Spiderman, does whatever a spider can Spins a web, any size, catch his feet

Just like flies, look out Here comes a Spiderman

Is he strong? Listen, bud, he's got radioactive blood Can you swing from a thread? Take a look overhead

Hey there, there goes a Spiderman In the chill of night at the scene of a crime

Like a street of lights, he arrives just in time

Spiderman, Spiderman, friendly neighborhood Spiderman

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 Spiderman

And so, for this singular contribution to the science of astrowave projection,

we take great pleasure in bestowing the Curie Award to Dr. Irving Caldwell

You must be very proud of your father tonight, Jan

I'm always proud of him Man, what a shame

Smells like a plot Yes, the police are baffled

They don't have a clue as to what could have happened to make Caldwell disappear

A flash of light and then nothing Yes, I'd sure hate to have the responsibility

for solving this one Who do you think you are, Spiderman?

Really, Susan, can't I ever keep anything from you?

Hey, you, watch where you're going Peter, that's Jan Caldwell

Oh, the scientist's son Sure, I guess he's got a lot on his mind

Yes, he doesn't know if his father's alive or... Poor kid, he looks so all alone

All alone now, it appears the one person in this great city who young Caldwell can turn

to is his friendly and neighborhood Spiderman Or is he?

Or on that very afternoon, as Jan returns home from school to the secluded suburban laboratory

estate where he and his father lived Young Caldwell is about to make a discovery

Which will forever alter the course of his life

Meanwhile, on the Caldwell case, police and FBI officials are able to turn no clue to

the missing scientist's whereabouts But official speculation now indicates that

the strange disappearance is somehow linked to Caldwell's famed Astro helmet

His closely guarded invention, which has likewise now strangely disappeared

Police efforts to uncover the Astro helmet have also proved futile

The whereabouts of the plans and the model were apparently known to no one, but Caldwell

The Astro helmet Dad would never reveal its hiding place

So if this is what's behind Dad's disappearance, maybe it's up to me to use the Astro helmet

as bait Luckily, Dad showed me how to use his invention

First, this insulated suit and the control belt

Then the Astro helmet and I'm ready to go Here goes

Now, if I can just remember how to use the flying controls

If the police can't find Dad, I guess it's up to me

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short time after Jan dons his Astro costume and flying helmet, Peter Parker also changed

into his costume Now, as the amazing Spider-Man, he prowls

above the city streets ever on the alert for criminal activity

But Spider-Man is about to have the surprise of his life

Well, then, I guess I can safely turn back and do some homework for a change

Hey, what's that?

Holy flying catfish, another superhero, or I'm an hallucinating webhead

Golly, gotta look into this ant fast

Uh oh, Spider-Man

Great gollyworkels, he can really fly Wonder who he is

Don't recognize that costume at all Hey, you, what's the big idea butting in

on my territory? He sure sounds, man I better get out of here

Hey, fly boy, come on back here As the two costumed aerialists engage, they

have an unexpected audience It's Jerry Muldoon of the Evening Star, Peter's

photographer rival, on the city's other big newspaper

Wow, what a scoop! Two superheroes in a flying dogfight

Wonder who the new guy in the red tights is, looks like a kid

Well, here goes, but I scooped that nosy no good McPhee to Parker this time

Look at that! The biggest story of the year, and we're scooped by the Evening Star

Well, Parker, what have you got to say for yourself? Any excuse?

Golly, Mr. Jameson, I, well, gee whiz I thought so

Gooping off again, I just don't know, Parker Why do I keep you on my payroll?

Well, I... Enough! Get out there and get a picture of this mysterious

new superhero battling Spider-Man And don't let me see your face again until

you do Now, get out!

Golly, what a pickle How can I get a picture of Spider-Man tangling

with Skyboy when I'm Spider-Man? Why does everything have to happen to me?

While Peter Parker is getting bald out by Jonah Jameson, other eyes are studying Jerry

Muldoon's big scoop, the picture of the year In a secret cavern headquarters atop Lightning

Mountain, a sinister criminal mastermind studies the photograph of Spider-Man and Skyboy intently

There's strange, very strange The Spider-Man I have heard of before, but this other youth,

this flying boy whom the newspaperman have named Skyboy, is very curious, very curious

indeed This helmet he wears looks very much as I would

imagine Dr. Caldwell's astro-wave helmet should look, I wonder

Wake up, Dr. Caldwell When your master speaks, you obey miserably

What do you want, you heartless devil That is better, my dear Dr. Caldwell

I have news for you, my friend Look at this picture

What? The astro helmet But who? How? So, just as I thought, someone

has been hiding the astro helmet for you, eh? You heartless fiend, I don't know what

you're talking about Ah, but I think you do

I have told you over and over that I must have the secret of your mysterious invention

that cancels the force of gravity It was for that reason that I have made my

headquarters here in this cave For that reason, I zapped you up from the

banquet with my controlled electro-bolt and brought you here, I must have your invention

Those fools at the institute, they said I was a madman

Fool? A charlatan? I will show them all that I, Dr. Zap, am the greatest scientist of all

has ever known I will make myself the master of every secret

invention on Earth Then I, Zap, will rule it to Bribly

Yes, you'll make yourself a great scientist by stealing the discoveries of other men

Well, I refuse to yield to your bullying The astro helmet is too important, too dangerous

to fall into unscrupulous hands I defy you, you raving madman

Silence, slave So, you have no idea who could be using the

astro helmet, eh, my dear, Dr. Caldwell? No idea whatsoever

Ah, but I have a notion I think I can make a guess as to the identity

of this mysterious sky boy Yes, from his size, he is a young man, a boy

And the only boy who could have access to the astro helmet is your own son, young Caldwell

No, leave my son alone Do what you like to be, but leave Jan alone

He knows nothing of this, nothing, I swear it

But I think he does Yes, Caldwell, I will yet bag your helmet and

sap your boy to boot! Hello? If you would learn of your father's fate, go to Lightning Mountain.

What? Who is this? Go alone. If you inform the police of this, you will never see your

father again Hello? How? Golly, I'd better change to my sky

boy uniform right away It sure sounds like a trap, but I don't have

any choice. I've got to take the chance. As sky boy, I can scout the place from the air

Well, here goes

Not to get there fast Meanwhile, Peter Parker and his guys as Spider-Man

is searching the night skies above the city for any trace of the mysterious flying boy

he encountered earlier What a spot for Spidey

To keep my job, I've got to lug this darn camera around, hoping to get a shot of that

scarlet-plaid fly boy How's a costume crime fighter going to look

decked out like a tourist? Golly Hey, that must be him now

Too far away for a clear shot? I'd better follow and hope he slows down

Hey, he's heading for the outskirts of the city Wonder where he thinks he's going

Holy cats, I'm stuck No more buildings

So how do I keep going now? On foot? Wait a minute

Maybe I can hitch a ride No hitchhikers, eh? Well, what they don't know

Everything looks okay, but I don't know, it's just too peaceful

Better take a closer look Excellent, just as I had planned

Everything looks normal Too normal

What? Now fella, let's have a little summit conference

all by ourselves What are you doing here, you meddlesome webhead?

You'll spoil everything! Scram before I lose my temper

I step on bugs, you know Yeah, you and what platoon of Marines

No fair, you crimson-clad livewire As the rival crime fighters square off for

a showdown in the sky Neither notices a strange antenna ascending

from Dr. Zapp's underground lair If someone's not careful, someone's sure

to get Zapp!

Hey, kid, are you all right? I've got a hunch there's more to this mountain

than meets the eye Wow, did anybody get the number of that

earthquake? Not to be a cornball, but where am I?

So my little trap has let in two birds instead of one

How nice of you to drop in Save the compliments

I didn't quite get the name on the invitation, but you must be

Dr. Zapp at your service Hey, that's quite a trick, Doc

But I'd hate to have your electric bills Now, how's about showing us the way out

before I feed you a jawful of fist? Uh-huh, how do you like that trick?

The very latest thing in spider cages Hey, it's Jan Caldwell

Wow, suddenly everything begins to make sense Jan, Jan, my boy

Dad, oh, Dad Thank heavens you're all right

Dad, are you okay? I thought I'd never Forgive me if I must interrupt this tender

reunion scene But now that the astral helmet is in my hands,

I have everything I need Therefore, I have no further use for the two

of you What a pickle, and I'm as helpless as a pickle

in a jar Hey, well, why not?

Hey, Zapp, how about a little lightning?

What, why, you troublesome little Look out, Spider-Man

Wow, it's wonderful what a couple of flash bulbs can do

Come on, fellas, let's get out of here before the roof comes down in our heads

But Dad's chained to the wall Spider strength?

There, now, let's go, gang Geez, Spidey, I sure misjudged you

If it hadn't been for you, we'd be, well Gosh, forget it, kid, my pleasure

But no more sky boy stuff from now on, okay? One costume, crime fighters, plenty for this

town Spider-Man, Spider-Man

Does whatever a spider can Spins a web, any size

Catch his feet, just like flies, look out Here comes a Spider-Man

Is he strong? Listen, bud He's got radioactive blood

Can he 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 streak of light, 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 a Spider-Man