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1x25 - Revealed

[rock music playing]

- Whoo-hoo-hoo-hoo! - Yeah! All right!

- Hey! - Look at us!

Sweet ride, right?

You must be asking, why is Peter Parker

self styled science geek / superhero

hanging in the back of a long, black limo?

Well, it's not prom night and I'm not the president,

but tonight is cause for celebration...

Today was report card day, and Harry nailed it.

To you Peter, we all know that

Harry would be nothing but a "C" student if not for you.

You're a good friend to my son and this family.

Oh, you got it wrong, Mr. Osborn.

Harry did all the work. I just carried his books.

Hmm, like I said, you're a good friend.

[beeping]

Team needs you.

Now? Aw! I was about to be treated

to the most incredible meal of my life.

Yes, now!

Harry, I just remembered, ah,

Aunt May needs me to do something at home.

Some sort of gold fish emergency.

- I gotta take a rain check. - What? We just got here.

I'm sorry.

You know I was looking forward to watching Stormin' Norman

holler at the Maitre De, but duty calls.

Hey, look at it this way,

you'll finally get some good one-on-one time with your Dad.

[celphone rings]

[Doctor Octopus] The plan is in motion.

Emergency at Oscorp. I need to go.

Order yourself something worthy of a B-minus.

I hate having to ditch Harry like that.

It's stressful having to juggle this friends and family stuff.

But, with great responsibility comes...

[sighs] ...great responsibility.

At least one part of my life is running on all cylinders.

I'm figuring out this whole Ultimate Spider-Man thing.

Nice of you to make it, web head.

Hah!

Wizard, Thundra, Klaw and Trapster.

Otherwise known as the Frightful Four.

We got a tip they were gonna break into a warehouse

owned by Oscorp. Oscorp!

I know, small world, huh?

Yah!

Yah!

The team is really gelled. See how we're fighting?

It's a thing of beauty, and I'm their leader.

Hah! Yah!

Do you mind? I'm trying to talk here.

- Nah. - Ah!

[grunting]

If I could just get the Peter Parker side of things

working as smoothly, I'd be golden.

[Trapster laughs]

Don't tell me, Trapster. This is...

A trap.

[Wizard] Goodbye, heroes!

We leave you with your shame, and a thousand killer robots.

I skipped out on a $500 hamburger for this?!

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All right, people! We've trained for this.

Let's take 'em out!

Nah!

Nah! Nah!

[grunting]

I can't believe we were sucked in so easily!

- Hi-yah! - Ugh!

Ugh! Ahhh!

[grunting]

Yah!

[Iron Fist] Try to maintain calm, friend.

I am calm.

Ugh!

This is me, being calm!

Ugh!

I don't know what you all are bugging over.

These guys are light weights.

Nova's right. That wasn't so tough.

Spidey made these octobots sound like they'd be real trouble.

Guys, where's Spider-Man?

- Uh... - Uh...

Aunt May? Harry? M.J.?

There there, Peter. Thought for a minute

you were going to leave us.

But I did leave. And it wasn't a dream.

It was a place.

And you were there. And you were there.

And you, you were... wait a second.

Why is everybody in black and white?

Where... where am I?

[gasps]

Definitely not in Kansas anymore.

What? It's a classic.

You and your incessant blather, do you ever shut up?!

Doctor Octopus?

Ugh! You look horrible. Where are your robot arms?

I'm not even sure I can call you Doc Ock anymore.

Doc jellyfish or Doc slug maybe, but that's as far as I go.

Heh, you might find it difficult to call your friends,

seeing as I took your little communicator.

Unlike you, I learn from my mistakes.

No Iron Man, no SHIELD, no friends are coming to save you.

Tonight it will be just the three of us.

You, me... and my revenge.

Could you serve up that revenge with a side of fries?

I missed out on dinner tonight and I... wait a second, I got it...

- Doctor blowfish! - Grrr!

[Nick Fury] Octavius has scrambled Spidey's communicator.

It's giving off ghost signals at multiple locations.

I've got teams scouring the city for Spider-Man,

but it doesn't look good. Ock has planned this well.

I'll update you if I get anything.

He's our teammate. We gotta do something.

- We can't just sit and wait. - Nobody's saying we should... wait.

- Oh, no you don't! - Don't smash it.

- That octobot is heading someplace. - And so are we.

Hah. I'll have you know I'm ticklish.

Ouch!

Hey!

Exactly how long have you been after me, Doctor "octopest"?

And why?

I have been attempting to replicate your powers

for some time.On several occasions I have come close.

That looks a lot like... Venom?!

Yes. You could consider him a close relative.

- He did it. - He did it.

I don't see the resemblance.

Venom had limitations.

- He was uncontrollable. - Ya think?

With this new sample of your DNA,

I'll be able to synthesize a far more interesting strain...

one that holds infinite new possibilities.

One that I control.

Now all I need is my test subject.

- Agh! - Astonished?

Super hero 101, Doc. While you were yammering, I slipped out.

[frustrated groans]

Missed me!

Missed me!

But I didn't miss you!

[grunting]

Doc, you gotta get better help. Are you paying them

or do they only get class credit?

Ugh! Hey!

Ahhh!

That was probably really expensive.

Oops!

No. No. So close.

I don't wanna toot my own horn... heh, heh, I said toot.

But I just punked you... again.

Spidey-sense?

Okay Doc, what else you got up your tentacle?

Ah-ahh!

Ugh!

Norman... Osborn?

Wait, are you telling me, in that "I just tased you bro"

sort of way that you work for Doc Ock?

Work for him? Oh, hardly.

Otto is my employee. I hired him to obtain your DNA.

Didn't know you were such a fan, Norman.

Couldn't I have just given you a signed autograph instead?

- Be silent! - Ahh!

Such power wasted on such a fool.

I will put it to better use than stopping petty crimes

and cracking childish jokes.

Imagine, an unstoppable arachnid army under my control.

I will crush the competition.

Neither SHIELD nor Stark will be able to challenge Oscorp supremacy.

That is the true use of power.

My best friend's Dad is a homicidal maniac

who's been trying to destroy me? How did I miss that?

[grunting]

[grunting]

Well, when you put it that way...

Ah-ahh!

I've been following you for so long, I know everything about you.

I almost feel like we're family.

Ugh! You have no idea.

Ugh!

What did you do?!

I just gave you everything you ever wanted, Norman.

[grunts]

Consider this my resignation.

Doesn't pay to turn your back on anybody today.

Argh! Could you possibly go any slower?!

Patience. Eventually it'll lead us to Spider-Man.

We don't have time for "eventually"!

Spidey's in trouble now. We need to do something fast.

Speed is what we need. Nova, can you energize that robot?

A good idea. Glad I thought of it.

[White Tiger] Move it, buckethead!

[groans]

Otto! Why?

After all I've done for you!

For me? For me?! You treated me like a slave!

Destroyed my lab with me in it! You turned me into this!

All you've done for me is give me pain!

He's got a point there, Norman. Worst boss ever.

It's no use fighting it, Osborn.

[grunting]

You... you've betrayed me!

Ugh!

You arrogant buffoon!

If I had cracked the formula, don't you think I would've

used it on myself? I've just injected you

with a fusion of Venom's and Spider-Man's DNA.

If my calculations are correct,

it should produce a most interesting result.

Only this time, one that I control.

Looks like the grown-ups have some talking to do. I'm just gonna...

[grunting]

Ugh!

Ah! Ugh!

Ouch! That hurt!

You wanna know the most delicious part, Osborn,

- you pompous halfwit? - Whoa!

After all your schemes of catching Spider-Man and stealing his DNA,

you never realized... he belonged to you all along.

His powers are a product of Oscorp technology!

Although I have yet to discover how it happened,

Spider-Man is your greatest accomplishment!

School field trip to Oscorp laboratories!

Spidey origin take three thousand and forty three.

Scene... high school student...

class field trip... suddenly, ouch!...

spider bite... genetically enhanced spider... blood burns... DNA alters...

body transforms... bada bing, bada boom!

The amazing Spider-Man is born!

But what mad science made such miracles possible?

Wait for it, wait for it...

Pow! Screen gold!

That amazing spider was invented by Norman Osborn.

Ugh! Why do I suddenly feel so skeevy?

[moaning]

[grunting]

[maniacal laughter]

As an art form, revenge is nothing if not beautiful.

Now there's still the matter of finding out what makes you tick.

- Ugh! - Fortunately,

I no longer need you alive for that. In fact, dissection is desirable.

Aw, sounds like fun. Let me check my schedule.

How 'bout... never? That work for ya?

Fury's lapdogs? So soon?!

- Ugh! - [grunts]

Yah!

Hi-yah!

[grunting]

[moaning, groaning, grunting]

[groans]

- Spidey, are you hurt? - Get Osborn!

[grunts]

- Ugh! - You don't get it!

This isn't about Doc Ock anymore! He's distracting you!

[growling]

Hey, Norman. You're looking a little green.

[growls]

And gobliny.

[roars]

Seriously, what am I gonna tell Harry?

Oh, ho, ho, ho! Ownage.

You just got beat with a fail bat!

Oh, yeah? You Dad's a monster!

I left a $1,000 in case you get hungry. See you later, son.

I've given you new life, Norman.

I've removed every imperfection and weakness.

I've turned you into the true you.

A monster. A grotesque.

A Goblin. My Goblin.

[roars]

[growls]

Ugh!

Now now, Osborn. Is this any way to treat your Doctor?

I wouldn't have given you power without a proper way of controlling it.

[howls]

[cries out]

[coughs]

It appears I made you better than even I suspected.

I may have to make a few adjustments!

Don't forget. I made you. You belong to me!

Ugh!

- Ugh! - Ugh!

Hi-yah!

[grunting]

[roars]

Why are we running?

We should've stayed and finished the fight.

We're not running. We're drawing him out.

We need Nick Fury or Iron Man or someone with the right tools.

Why? We can handle that thing.

That thing's not just some guy. It's Norman Osborn.

He's my best friend's Dad.

[green Goblin roars]

Yeah well, from the sounds of it, your BFF's Dad wants to play.

[together] Ugh!

[grunting]

Ugh!

Power Man!

Ki-yah!

Aaaah!

Iron Fist! Stay with me, buddy.

Ugh! Ugh!

Aaaah!

Ugh!

- [grunting] - Osborn!

You sick freak!

Ugh!

- Ugh! - Ahh!

Nah!

- Nah! - [groans]

This is for what you've done to my team!

Ugh!

And to your own son!

Yah!

Yah!

Yah!

[grunting]

I should beat you into a paste...

but I'm not going to.

It's not your fault.

You don't have to be this...

this green Goblin. Let me help you.

[roars]

Norman, I know you're in there!

You're still human inside! Think of your son, Harry!

[grunts] Whatever Doc Ock did to you,

it didn't change the fact that you love your son.

Norman, please!

Osborn...

- No more! - Ugh!

Only... Goblin!

I'm sorry, Mr. Osborn. But my team, they're like my family.

And if I gotta take you out to save them...

then that's what I'm gonna do!

- Ugh! - Ahhh!

- Nah! - [grunts]

Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!

Ugh!

Uh!

Ugh!

Spider. Goblin. Same blood.

Spider. Goblin. Family.

I don't see the resemblance.

[Nick Fury] SHIELD Agents fan out. And get some medics down here.

Spider-Man.

Just in the Nick of time... heh... Nick.

Ah.

[sirens in distance]

Dad?

[roars]

- Dad! - [growls]

- No one beyond this point! - Dad!

Son!

You did good, team. SHIELD is tracking the Goblin.

I should've seen it coming.

I let my friendship with Harry cloud my judgment.

Worst of all, Green Goblin is still out there.

Let's face it, Fury.

You tried to make me the Ultimate Spider-Man.

All I am is the ultimate failure.

- We'll get Osborn. - We?!

You don't get it, Fury. There is no "we".

It's my DNA, my friend's Dad, my problem!

I was a solo act. But against my better judgment,

I joined this crew, and now I've put everyone I care about in harm's way.

No one else gets hurt because of me.

It's my mess. I have to clean it up.

I'm gonna take care of the Green Goblin and...

I'm gonna do it alone.

1x26 - The Rise of the Goblin

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[brakes screeching]

Oh man, am I late for class. And by "I" I mean "we."

I'm Peter Parker... aka... Spider-Man.

Inside that limo I'm chasing? My BFF Harry Osborn,

who slept through his alarm again!

[alarm sounding] [snoring]

While I'm playing "follow the leader," trying to make sure Harry's Dad...

who turned into a big green monster... doesn't attack him,

I haven't gotten a solid snooze for the last three nights.

[tires squealing]

Off to school we go!

[period bell rings]

I should've trusted my gut from the beginning.

Everyone's better off with me being a solo act.

I said it before and I'll say it again,

My power. My responsibility.

[loud thud]

[growling]

What is that?

[grunts, groans]

[growls]

Yo! Mr. Ugly!

[roars]

What're you guys doing? I told you to stay out of this!

We didt listen. Picked that habit up from you.

[roars]

Who are you?

Harry.

Let me get that door for ya.

Yahh!

- You all right? - Yo, what is that thing?

Spider-Man!

The straight jacket... ugh!...

...looks perfect on you.

Chillax, we got this!

Come on, let's get you out of here.

What does that thing want? How does it know me?

Harry, I'm sorry to be the one to tell you,

but that thing... is your father.

What? That can't be my Dad.

[roars angrily]

He's not a freak. He's normal.

Yeah, I think you could say goodbye to normal.

[roars]

[growls]

Ugh!

[period bell rings] Yay!

- Someone called a half day. - Do you always make jokes

while other people's lives are falling apart?

- Sorry. Habit. - This is not a drill.

All students report to the gymnasium immediately. Repeat...

Nice to hear principal Coulson, aka SHIELD Agent Coulson,

is thinking what I'm thinking.

The gym has all sorts of fancy-shieldy security stuff.

What're you gonna do? If that's my Dad, you can't just attack him.

Your father was injected with a toxic compound

by some nut job employee. He's not himself right now.

He's a mindless, dangerous creature!

- That's not possible. - Possible?

Three words: You were Venom.

[roaring]

Repeat... remain in the gym until notified.

This is not a drill!

Not on my watch.

I need you to meet up with the other students.

- Get to safety. - Change of plans, Spider-Man.

Mr. Osborn's coming with us.

- SHIELD?! It's that serious? - Yeah, it's that serious.

Harry, go with Agent... ah... C...

I have to handle this.

[roaring]

If that is my Dad, promise me you won't hurt him.

Trust me. I'll do everything I can to...

- Heads up! - Get down!

- Uh! - Ugh!

Let's go, Mr. Osborn.

I'm not Mr. Osborn, and I'm not going anywhere!

You're not supposed to be here, Nova!

Oh, you're welcome for the butt-save!

- Two are stronger than one. - And three is even better.

[grunting]

This is for breaking my arm, Goblin!

[growls]

Yah!

- Power Man, I said I'll handle this! - Sure. After we softened him up.

Tiger to Fury. "Mean green" is down.

Awaiting extraction at Midtown High.

I told you guys to stay out of it! I don't want any of you to get hurt.

With all due respect, Spider-Man, it's not your call to make.

Your selflessness is noble, but SHIELD has a job to do.

Strategic homeland intervention, enforcement and logistics division.

That's what SHIELD stands for. Get Harry to safety.

SHIELD's on the way. Fury out.

Spidey-sense! Everybody move!

[together] Uh!

Nobody... and I mean nobody...

[maniacal laughter]

Ugh!

...hurts my friends!

Fall back before he gets up. We need to get Harry to safety.

[pounding]

You told me you wouldn't hurt my Dad!

Trust me. That's not the "I'm hurt" kind of roar.

We need to get him to detention now.

We'll be right behind you. Promise.

You got Harry's back, we've got yours. Now go.

[roars]

Harry... son.

- Dad? - Ugh!

Off him, freak!

Hey, what're you doing?

Stop it! Don't hurt him!

[maniacal voice] Or you'll soon regret it!

Ah... okay. First we get you safe,

then we help your Dad. I promise.

[roars]

Ugh!

Arr-rah!

- [growls] - It's nap time, Mr. Osborn.

[roars]

- [growls] - Run!

[growls]

Where am I?!

Don't worry. There won't be a test on this later.

Just hold on for dear life.

[roars]

You guys still here?

Anytime now, webs.

[roars]

[growls]

[roars]

[roars]

[maniacal laughter]

Okay, Harry. Coast is clear.

Where are we...? What's happening...?

[Spider-Man] You're on board the SHIELD helicarrier.

You're safe. We're taking off. Now!

You followed orders and played it like a team leader.

Good work down there, kid.

Ground team. Status update on the Goblin.

[SHIELD Agent] We got him, director Fury.

Goblin down. I repeat! Goblin down.

[cheering]

Dad...?

Spidey-sense? Anyone?

[SHIELD Agent] Incoming!

[maniacal laughter]

Yai!

Yah!

[warning alarm sounding]

[coughing]

[coughs] How...?

We got him, Director Fury. Goblin down.

I repeat! Goblin down.

Dad, you're alive.

[maniacal voice] Oh, yes, son. Very.

Don't believe Spider-Man, Harry. Don't believe a word he says.

Come to papa.

Ah...

So creeped out, I don't even have a clever comeback.

[warning alarm sounding]

Give me my boy or I will tear this ship apart bolt by bolt.

Have to hand it to you, Osborn, you do surprise.

A few days ago, you couldn't form a decent word.

I... evolved.

Then you're smart enough to understand I can get you a cure.

- Help you. - Help me?

Help me go back to being small and weak?

A mere mortal, jealous of Spider-Man?

A cure? I am cured!

Harry! Stop!

[grunting]

[maniacal voice] Get off me!

[grunts]

Uh-oh, that's not right.

Dad! Stop, please. Listen to them.

You were attacked with some kind of poison.

Is that what your friend told you?

Did he mention that this poison has his DNA all over it?

That's not gonna be helpful.

You did this to him? You told me he was attacked.

[crowd] Wheel of explanation!

No... hey-hey, look... it's not like that...

like, ah... I wanna spin that wheel, Bob.

[Bob] Your Dad's an evil mastermind!

True, but spin again.

[Bob] Your Dad's mind go bye-bye.

Kind of funny, but spin again.

[Bob] Your Dad's a liar-liar pants on fire.

[cheering]

[roars]

Ah... it's actually like this, see... ah...

No time for explanation!

[roars]

Agents, get that kid to holding and actually hold him this time.

[pounding]

[grunting]

[roars]

[distress siren sounding]

Is it your fault, Spider-Man. Is it?!

No, I... You Dad's an evil mastermind go bye-bye... and...

a liar liar pants on fire.

Aw, man... can I spin again?

Me going it alone? Stupid.

- Me with you guys? Genius. - Yahh!

- Let's do this as a team. - [team] Okay!

Opening the hatch. Get ready.

Ugh!

- Where'd he go? - Follow the path of destruction.

- Doc Connors! - My arm... it's crushed.

[grunts]

He's not... gone...!

[maniacal laughter]

Such wonderful toys, Connors. This new glove...

fits like a glove.

A glove is only as strong as the fist within it.

Hiya!

[grunts]

- [roars] - Hiya!

- Yahh! - Ugh!

I may have been hasty in writing you off.

You are truly one of my graceless achievements, Spider-Man!

You wanna know who's responsible for who I am?

[grunts] My mentors.

[grunts] My friends.

[grunts] My team!

My... what a powerfully moving speech.

And nary equipped to be heard.

Ugh!

'Cause this is no joke.

- Nova? - Got it!

Uh-oh.

Where'd he go?

[maniacal laughter]

[grunts]

Time to finish this!

Let me see him! He's my Dad!

I can talk him down.

[maniacal voice] Let... me... go!

[grunts]

Yee-ahh!

[grunting]

He took out the engines. We're going down.

This is director Fury. Order 9AZ!

Full evacuation of the helicarrier!

Repeat! Full evacuation!

- Fury, I'm in it till the end. - That was an order, soldier.

This ain't my first rodeo. I'm fine here.

But I'll need you on the ground if this landing

doesn't go as planned. Especially, if the Goblin survives.

If... he survives!? You said you would help him!

[grunts]

Beginning to see the world in a different light, son?

Harry, don't listen to him. Please!

[growls]

[roars]

Take him and go!

You going to just stand there, or are you going to help your father?

[grunting]

Brace for impact!

Dad, you have to stop this! Whatever's happened, we can fix it.

Already am fixed, Harry... and so are you.

You just need a little push to evolve.

- [grunts] - No!

Ah! Ugh!

Stay away from him!

Ugh-ahh! Ugh!

[maniacal voice] Understand now.

Father no want Harry.

Wants Venom! Only Venom!

[maniacal laughter]

Like monster, like son.

- Yee-ahh! - Ugh! Uh!

I gotta hand it to you.

You put a new spin on father/son bonding.

[groaning] Hee-yah!

- Whoa! - [grunts]

Nee-yah! Oh!

Well put.

Harry and I have finally reached our full potential.

Yahh!

- Ugh! - [grunts]

Harry, you can shake Venom off. You've done it before.

- [roars] - Ahh!

Whoa... ugh!

[White Tiger] Spidey come in. What's your twenty?

Don't worry about me, Tiger. Do not, I repeat, do not come here!

Yahh!

You always opt for the hard way, don't you?

No matter. After I'm finished with you, I will find them!

- All of them! - That's not happening, Norman.

They're not just friends, they're more like... my family.

A family that cares about me faults and all.

One that doesn't try to make me into something I'm not.

And if either one of you so much as touches them,

you'll rue the day we met.

Yeah. I said, "rue." And someday, if I live past this,

I'm gonna look up what it means in a dictionary.

Defiant to the bitter end.

[roars]

Do you ever listen to me?

[roars]

Yahh! Ugh!

Ugh! Yahh!

[grunts]

Marco!

Now you say "Polo"!

Ugh!

You must pay for this!

Harry, I get it. You want your father's approval.

But like this? As a monster?

Look what he's turned you into.

But he... [grunts] ... he's my Dad.

That?! Don't let him define you.

Please, Harry, come back.

[growls, roars]

Ahhh!

[grunts, groans]

[moans]

Ugh!

[Goblin] Harry, Harry! Ever the disappointment.

You're not fit to wear this magnificent creature

on your worthless hide. But I'll find someone who is.

Our dance is far from over, Spider-Man. Another day...

Another day.

Not a good time to run out of web fluid.

No! Norman!

We can get you help!

Oh, boy!

Ahh!

[gasps]

[grunting]

[inhales, exhales]

[gasping]

[moans]

Director Fury?

[moaning]

- Where's Spidey? - He's down there...

saving everyone.

- No! - Web head...!

- Bro was a hero. - Who's gonna tell his Aunt May?

Tell her what?

- You're alive! - Spidey!

- Whoo! - We gotcha, buddy.

Ha, ha. I know, Nova.

What you went through today...

saving the lives of these Agents and that young man...

that's pretty ultimate in my book.

- Ugh! - Oh!

I had a Dad!

A Dad I knew and loved for all my life and now he's gone...

- and it's your fault. - Huh?

One day, I'll get to the bottom of this. And I'll get my revenge.

[grunts]

- H-Harry... - Let him go. Maintain balance.

Spider-Man may be his enemy in battle, but Peter is still his friend at home.

Speaking of homes, I think ours just sank.

W-wait, wait, wait, wait. You guys lived on the helicarrier?

[Spider-Man] So yeah, now they have nowhere left to go.

All burned down. Poof! Gone.

[gasps]

All their homes? Oh, the poor things.

All you need to do is ask, Peter.

Friends and family are always welcome here.

This is Ava. Get a good look now, because that face

will most likely be buried in a book the rest

- of the time she's here. - Hey, Mrs. Parker.

And this is Luke. Big biceps, bigger heart.

Place is off the chain, Mrs. P. You have cable, right?

- This is Danny. He's... chill. - I see you studied Feng Shui.

And, last, but-will-never-consider-him-least,

This is Sam. Let me apologize in advance for whatever he...

Thank you again, Mrs. Parker. I... we really appreciate it.

And let me know the chore schedule. I'm a mean dish washer.

Thank you so much, Sam. How very thoughtful of you.

And how can I turn down dish-washing?

Uh, the simple answer is: You can't!

[laughing]

You're cute.

[Spider-Man] So that's my life now... a new family.

Everything changes on my road to becoming the Ultimate Spider-Man.

[Sam] Parker?! Are all these boxes yours?!

[Peter] No one touches my comics! They're in order!

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