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So, for once it looks like things are nice and quiet

for your ol' pal, Spider-man, right?

Wrong. The Goblin.

He's green, mean, and puts the "super" in super-villain.

Not that I'm surprised. And... freeze.

I dreaded this day since the last time I fought the Goblin.

Our dance is far from over, Spider-man.

Unfreeze.

You see, S.H.I.E.L.D.'s satellite feeds

caught the Goblin here upgrading up his glider tech.

We were sent in to take him out.

Come, come. You'll have to do better than that.

You heard him, guys. Let's kick his butt.

Hey. I wish "kicking his butt" was that simple.

You see, the Goblin is really Norman Osborn,

the father of my best friend, Harry.

Until his former employee, Doc Ock, turned him into this...

Here we go. Whoa-whoa.

Don't tell me you're done already. I was just getting warmed up.

Go team!

Ring around the Norman.

Uh... we did it?

I ain't complaining, but that was too easy.

Perhaps his evil chi was not aligned.

I thought we were blowing it, but I guess a win is a win.

I can't believe you guys. You're whining about how we won?

- Did we really win? - Of course we won.

And you know why? Because we're awesome.

Yeah, I wish I felt the same way.

Yikes. See?

Why does my spidey sense go off after we've captured the bad guy?

This is gonna be awkward. But it's got to be done.

I guess you saw what happend on news. You know, with your father.

I get this is a tough time for you.

All I know is that my dad is really sick,

and no one's trying to help him.

All you did was bust him and throw him in jail.

Listen, I promised you I would do everything I could to save him,

- and that's exactly what I'm doing. - Oh, yeah? How?

Yeah. Good question.

So how're we gonna help Norman?

Help him?

The Goblin is one of the most dangerous men on the planet.

We're putting him in solitary confinement on our lunar base.

You're gonna put him on the Moon? That's your solution?

My solution is to keep the population safe

from an uncontrollable maniac.

Maniac? C'mon, it's the serum that's making him crazy.

That may be, but my top priority is keeping him contained.

No. Top priority has to be figuring out a way

to change the Goblin back to Norman Osborn.

Look, I know you've got a personal stake in this,

but he's too far gone.

It's just too much of a risk.

Maybe when he's secure on the Moon,

- we can try to find a cure. - Fine.

If you won't help me, then I'll find someone who can.

Go forth, little symbiote.

Sorry to interrupt... whatever weird thing you were doing,

- but I need your help. - My help?

And why would you need my help, Spider-man?

Because no one around knows more

about Norman Osborn's little "Goblin problem" than you.

After all, you did this to him, didn't you?

That is true.

I am the only person with the mental capacity

to grasp the true nature of his Goblin problem.

Look, if you're gonna be all super-villain cryptic,

I might as well walk down the hall and just ask the Goblin myself.

Wait. The Goblin is on the tri-carrier?

Are you people insane? I need my arms!

Venom symbiote aggression level at seven point five.

Huh?

Alert. Alert. Lab 52 security breach.

Initiate space-carrier separation sequence.

- Take this ship into orbit. - That's not good.

- I'll be back. - Wait! Don't leave me in here.

Uh, that doesn't sound good.

No. No. Stay back, Spider-man.

Oh, no! Venom. Huh?

Make that Venoms.

Whoa.

I can't go all super-spidey on 'em.

It's not Venom. It's people infected by Venom.

People that I work with.

Come on, guys. Follow me.

See ya. Wouldn't wanna be ya.

Thankfully, these S.H.I.E.L.D. agents are good but not that good.

I'm lucky it isn't someone like...

Coulson?

Spider-man. Don't let the symbiote get...

Heh. I hate to say something nice about you, Coulson,

but you're pretty tough. Whoa.

A high school principal that's also a top level S.H.I.E.L.D. agent.

This isn't gonna be easy.

I need to take him out without hurting him. I need a distraction...

Coulson, either stand down, or I'll take you down.

Right on. Now, let him attack me.

- Let him attack you? - Trust me.

Hey, Coulson, your momma sews smelly socks.

Nick! I thought for sure you'd been...

turned into my worst nightmare.

I wish it was a nightmare 'cause then I could just wake up.

I'd rather prefer Fury run my life instead of trying to end it.

So Fury's taught me a lot of things since I joined S.H.I.E.L.D.

But the one thing Fury never taught me,

was how to defeat Nick Fury.

Agent, double up the security on the Goblin.

I don't want...

Well done.

Excellent.

Do not forget your purpose.

You have freed your new master.

Master.

So, yeah,

fighting Nick Fury when not taken over by evil sludge

would be tough enough, but this is impossible.

Come on, Nick. I need your help here.

I can't do this without you.

Taser webs, hoo-hah.

Taser webs. Thanks, Mini Nicky.

Oop, gotta go.

There he is. C'mon, Fury. Fight it.

It's not enough energy. Now what?

Just for the record,

this is going to hurt me a lot more than it hurts him,

and it's really going to hurt him.

Don't let up.

It's the only way... to keep it off me.

Uh-oh.

Okay, guess it's gonna take a little more than that.

Time for plan B.

Get off me, you diseased maniac.

Is that your professional opinion, Doctor?

You will finally pay for what you have done to me.

You can run, but you can't hide, Octavius.

Remember this little piece of hardware?

Here goes nothing.

That's right. It's your friendly neighborhood,

fully-armored, teched out, kick-butt Iron Spider.

Time to save the day.

I will have my revenge

on everyone who has wronged me,

including you.

Attention, all S.H.I.E.L.D. personnel.

Tri-carrier security systems have been compromised.

Automated self-destruction jailsafe sequence has been initiated.

Oh, great. How much worse can it get?

Please, I need my arms.

Working on it. But you still need to do something for me.

Anything.

I need a lab flunky to help me whip up a Venom antidote,

and you've been elected.

Lab assistant? I can easily produce my own formula.

Whatever. Let's move it.

Time to get serious.

Come. Join me.

Ah, there they are.

Okay, but if I see you doing your typical

super-villain shtick with 'em,

I'll send you back and feed you to the Goblin.

Yuck.

Never mind the family reunion. Let's get to work.

This is very difficult and delicate work.

I am most likely the only person alive

who could perform this procedure.

- Now where is the... - You mean this?

Yes, that exactly. As I was saying,

the precise chemical combination that will...

You'll need some of this, too.

Yes. Very good, Spider-man. I am surprised at your ability.

You are quite adequate... as an assistant, that is.

Did he just call me an assistant?

Spi-gor. Bring me the secret formula.

Yes, master.

Yeah, right. Hey, I told you.

I've actually produced my own Anti-Venom before.

A valiant effort, I'm sure.

But this is different. The Goblin is different.

True brilliance is what is needed here.

What a team, huh?

There is your enemy. Destroy him first.

Someone just put the "I" in "team."

Look at what I have become.

I really liked him better when he was good ol' stormin' Norman....

Keep him occupied while I finish the Anti-Venom.

Why do I always have to keep the giant, evil, super-creature occupied?

Bond the free radicals. Start chain reaction.

Rearrangement sequence.

Anti-catalyst cell infusion. I'm trying to work!

I'm not on recess, you know.

- Well, your time is up, Spider. - If you say so.

Tag, green goopy-goop. You're it.

Six grams, yes. Initiate formula synthesis.

- Are we close? - Genius cannot be rushed.

Attention.

Tri-carrier self-destruct sequence countdown has begun...

Huh?

Oh-oh. The clock's ticking.

Gotta lead him back to the lab.

Hopefully Ock will be ready.

End of the line, hero.

Now I am ultimate power incarnate.

Hey, Doc. I'm running out of running room.

I'm almost done. Just one last thing.

- You need to synthesize it. - I know!

Done. Now, where are you?

Doc. Release it now.

You. You're nothing. Give me that.

No.

Nuh-uh, Ock.

You're gonna have to share your toys with everybody.

Mr. Osborn.

- It worked all around. - Just remember, you wanted this,

but the consequences of separating Venom from its host...

- I'd prefer not to be around for them. - We've still got a ship to save.

Cured or not, they can all burn when this craft destroys itself.

Goodbye, Spider-man.

Okay, what did he mean by "consequences"?

Spider-man... what's happening?

Should've gone to the bathroom before I suited up.

Wait. That's it. Go to the bathroom.

Computer, open airlock JP-12 and flush the main lab.

I can't take much more of this.

My armor's taking too much damage.

What? Not now.

I got one chance to get this right.

Gonna fire everything at once.

I really hope this works.

Uh-oh.

I did it. I'm the man.

Alert. Alert.

Tri-carrier will self-destruct in five seconds. Four.

You gotta be kidding me. Come on.

- Two... - I give up.

Not today.

Automated self-destruct sequence aborted. Have a nice day.

That automation's a little too sensitive for my tastes.

Hey, Fury, can someone plug in my suit?

Battery's low.

What do you want?

I... uh, I got some news about your dad.

- You what? - I said I would do everything I could

to help him, and that's what I'm doing.

Take me to where my father is... wherever he is.

I am sorry, Harry, I can't do that.

But for now, I can at least show you how he's doing.

Is he... is he okay?

He still needs a lot of recovery time,

but he should be all right.

You'll be with him soon. I promise.

I'll believe that when it happens.

Everything's changed now.

Feels like it'll never be like it was.

But maybe he's right. Maybe everything has changed.

There's lots of damage,

but we'll get the ship back into shape in no time.

Lately we've had lots of practice putting this thing back together.

Um, not to rain on your parade,

but do we have any idea what happened to Doc Ock?

Last I saw, he'd hopped in an escape pod...

Our tracking systems lost him somewhere over North America...

Oh, great. It never stops, does it?

You did a great job, kid. You saved the day.

Really? Doesn't feel like it.

You single-handedly took on Venom and the Goblin and won.

But even more importantly, the thing that I'm even more proud of...

is you didn't give up on a friend.

When everyone else gave up on Norman, including me,

you stuck to your guns to help him.

Now that's being a hero.

So... we won this time, right?

Yeah. This time we did.

Okay. I'll take it.

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