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One of these nights when everything seems to be going okay. Yeah, the city's been quiet for the past few weeks. Maybe the big spider in the sky is smiling for once.

But then again, he could be saving up all the action for one big bang. Well, one more patrol, then Spidey goes beddy-bye.

Uh-oh, Spider-Sense beginning to go off. Knew my luck wouldn't hold. Somebody's going on over there.

Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha.

I must teach that meddling insect fear. I must teach the whole city fear. They will respect a man with wings.

I should have guessed. My old friend, the vulture. Well, there goes my beauty rest. Extra, extra, read all about it. Vulture wants people to stay on the street. Says he could go to the read all about it.

What's going to happen, Mr. Jenkins? Do you think we should go home?

No, I do not. I'm not going to let a bird man tell me what to do.

Besides, I'm sure Spider-Man will be able to--

Don't mention that word around here. What are you doing in my office anyway, Parker? You're supposed to be taking pictures for me. I'm running a newspaper, not a jam session.

But what if I can't find a vulture, Mr. Jameson?

Don't worry. You will.

Not too many people on the streets. Apparently, the vulture's warning is having its effect. The thing to do is to find some place where a lot of people are gathered and wait there for the vulture to find me.

So, the land-bound fools do not all understand the finding business? Well, I have warned them. But now it is time to install some more fear in them. And I know just the place to begin.

Spider-Man! Excellent! It's time I finish him for good.

Thank you.

They cannot defeat me, but I cannot defeat him. I must think.

Sorry I couldn't get any pictures of the vulture or Spider-Man, Mr. Jameson.

Better to have no pictures of the vulture than to have any of Spider-Man.

It would be lots worse if the vulture isn't stopped, and soon.

He will be. I've just received information that the Air Force is going to test out a new experimental midget guided missile. If it works, it will bring down the vulture in no time.

Parker, I want you to cover it. It's to be tested this afternoon.

Parker, the launch area. Will all persons please go to the bunker?

The fools! They are playing right into my hands! A winged man can see for miles, can hover outside of windows, can listen to the most secret of compensation.

I have known of their missile for a long time now, and I know of something else too. In an hour, a special device is to be transported by a helicopter to the Manhattan Research Lab.

A tiny little device that can control animal behavior. A little device which I wanted for a long time, and now can get.

Once I take their rocket, I will become a pirate of the air. I will hijack the helicopter, and then, then I shall control an airborne army.

Vulture, time for Spidey to join in.

Now, for the helicopter!

Go down, or I'll wire your rotor!

Hey, hey!

Nuts, he got away again, and almost got me at the same time. But what was in that box he stole?

I've done it! I've done it! Once I attach the animal controlling device to my head mask, I'll be king of the air animals! One particular type! Vulture!

I'll control all the vultures of the world! They shall be my winged air force, and I will rule the air and the city, city!

They found the missile! The vulture had a bandit at the...

Oh, mine! Nothing can stop my army!

Get the photos!

You have to stop him!

Idiot, incense! You can't!

Take it off!

I'll flip your wings yet, Vulture.

I still don't believe it!

What, that the vulture's birds turned against him?

No, he deserved it.

The Spider-Man defeated the vulture?

I don't think he did, anyway. I think the birds did.

Then what don't you believe, Mr. Jameson?

That Spider-Man returned the money!

Parker! These photos are terrible!

You're lucky I'm in a good mood, or you'd be back taking pictures for your school newspaper!

But, Mr. Jameson...

Don't interrupt! This paper needs a scoop! Something just came in from Florida.

You can get back in my good graces by taking Mrs. Simon.

You mean I have a choice?

Actually, no. Well...

But I don't even know what it is yet.

Don't get smart, Parker!

Do you remember Dr. Connors?

The famous reptile expert who claims he once took some sort of a serum that temporarily turned him into a reptile?

Lives in the Everglades.

Well, this time he says he's invented a serum that increases reptile intelligence.

Naturally, I don't believe a war of it.

But then why?

Because I'm sick and tired of idiot scientists making gullible fools of us.

I want you to go to Florida and take photos of Connors and his lab.

I'm going to run a three-part expose of that quack, as well as any other scientist who thinks he can put something over on the public.

But suppose he's not?

Are you arguing with me, Parker? Just move!

But how am I supposed to get to Florida?

That's your worry. You want to work for me, you'll figure out a way.

Sometimes I wonder why I put up with old J.J. in his job.

I guess life would be pretty dull without him.

Dr. Connors' place shouldn't be too far from here.

Ah, and that looks like a signpost down there.

Hello. Do you know where Dr. Connors lives?

Hey! You're Spider-Man!

Sure, that's the place right over there.

Only Father's missing.

Missing? What do you mean? I thought he was experimenting with reptiles.

He was, but... Come on, Mom will tell you.

He's been kidnapped!

What?

Listen, I made a terrible mistake.

The intelligent increasing serum was too powerful, Grace.

I'm being held captive by one of my own creations.

You and Billy must leave.

The thing wants to rule the swamps.

Spider-Man, can you help?

Your husband really has bad breaks, Mrs. Connors.

First turning to a lizard himself, now this.

But what did he mean, one of his creations?

He was experimenting on increasing the intelligence of alligators.

Quickly, where's your husband's laboratory?

Oh, that's it over there. Why? What are you going to do?

Perhaps, just perhaps.

If your husband left some serum in the lab, I can analyze it.

Possibly find a way to reverse its effects, and I've got to move.

Lucky I know enough to be able to analyze chemicals.

Who'd have thought that I'd start off trying to take photos and wind up playing with test tubes?

This stuff is the serum all right.

Just to check.

Now to get to work.

Wonder where that thing is, anyway.

Strange, I haven't seen it yet.

So, Spider-Man, I have read about you.

You will try to stop me.

No human must stop me.

Now give me that serum, please.

He got the bottle of serum.

But I've got the reverser.

Billy, move!

Spider-Man, I've finished you.

When I get my hands on you and the conner's black eyelid.

Enough games, monster.

Here I come, ready or not.

Got to prevent him from giving that serum to other reptiles.

Wait, Spider-Sense is tingling.

Danger in that direction must be reptilla.

How dare you invade my swamp? They flee like mice.

But I am wasting time.

Spider-Man must still be after me.

I must wait for him.

I do not think he can breathe underwater.

He's around here somewhere.

I can feel it.

Spider-Sense tingling stronger.

Where is he?

He hasn't come out of the water yet and my Spider-Sense isn't tingling anymore.

Well, all I need to do is backtrack.

Perhaps I can find out where Conner's used to keep his reptiles from Mrs. Conner's.

I've got the serum reverser with me.

Do you know where your husband kept his specimens?

In the old Spanish fort. Old Spider-Man, please hurry.

He should feed the serum to any other reptiles.

Great spider.

You just have to stop him.

So now the swamps shall be ours.

Reptiles will once more rule the earth.

Soon, my friends, you will think, will know you will join me to conquer.

Get a few picks for J.J.

Too bad I don't have a tape recorder too.

Spider-Man, what a pleasant surprise.

Dropped in for dinner.

My friends, please, they're over.

I shall take care of Conner's.

Get the human.

Those gators came too close for comfort, but where is...

Take your medicine.

Wow.

Not only did it take away his intelligence, it took away him.

Now to find Conner's.

It was a nightmare.

I don't know how I'll ever thank you.

Oh, it was nothing.

That's the last time I experiment with reptile intelligence.

Goodbye, Dr. Conner's.

I ought to fire you, Parker.

I had the presses set up, a flaming editorial written.

I was all set to launch a mammoth crusade.

But Mr. Jameson...

Don't Mr. Jameson me.

No, I'll never live this down.

Stabbed in the back by my own stap.

Wait.

How did you get to Florida anyway?

No, forget it.

With my luxury, I'll tell me Spider-Man carried you there on his back.

Then I'll be sure you're all plotting against me.

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, dud.

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.

Well-contained, he's ignored.

Action is his reward to him.

Life is a great big pain up.

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

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