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This is crazy, Osborn.

We've already been at this 18 hours straight.

We'll go another 18 if we have to.

We got to perfect this formula.

"OsCorp secretly creating chemical weapons"?

"A polluted wellspring of revenue"?

You may be the head of this company,

but you're still responsible to the stockholders and humanity.

If this news leak creates grave problems for all of us, Osborn.

But it's all Jameson's fault.

If he hadn't printed that story in the Daily Bugle...

I have an obligation to inform the public.

I'm a journalist first and a stockholder second.

What are you gonna do about this, Osborn?

I know what I'm going to do.

I'm going to urge this board to replace you at our next meeting.

- You! - You're running out of time, Osborn.

Why did I ever allow myself to be controlled by you?

Now I can lose everything.

Most unfortunate.

However, discontinuing the manufacture of the gas

is not an option.

While as Wilson Fiske, I must pretend to loath it,

as the Kingpin, I require the gas for my various enterprises.

If you do not deliver it quickly, you will be useless to me.

And you know what that will mean.

To you and your loved ones.

You heard him, Wardell.

Our lifes are at stake, and so's Harry's.

We have to finish.

We may never get a working sample of this gas in time.

And if we do, we have no idea how long its effect will last.

I'll get a sample even if I have to do it myself.

Norman, wait. You haven't secured the airlocks.

That's OsCorp.

There's gotta be trouble.

We interrupt the regular programming to bring you this news bulletin.

There has been a giant explosion at the OsCorp lndustries complex.

- Fire fighters are rushing to the scene. - Dad!

Hang on to me.

Was anyone else in there?

Yes. Norman Osborn.

Osborn!

I barely survived that inferno.

It doesn't look good for Osborn.

Huh? Osborn? How can that be?

You! What are you doing here?

My father. He's got to be here somewhere.

We must find him.

Spider sense going off the scale.

No! We can't leave him behind.

Dad. Dad!

Poor Harry. There's no way his dad could have survived.

There's nothing I can do now that the cavalry's arrived.

We're welcoming young Harry here to honor the memory of his father

whom we lost two weeks ago in that horrible accident.

This is truly a sad moment for all of us,

but we must name a successor.

She's absolutely right.

Hey, wait a second. They never recovered a body.

There's still a chance my father survived.

Don't torture yourself with false hope, my boy.

Don't call me boy!

I am every bit the man that my father was.

He considered you all his friends,

and look how you betrayed him.

If he really is gone,

then you are all guilty of driving him to his destruction.

Young Mr. Osborn does have a point.

His father's demise cannot yet be proven.

Therefore I suggest we table the issue of his replacement for the moment.

I move that this meeting be adjourned.

Why would young Osborn blame us for what happened to his father?

That poor child.

Stromm, the current confusion has diverted everyone's attention

away from the chemical weapons issue.

This offers an excellent opportunity for you to continue your experiments.

After all this, you still...

I still want that gas, yes.

And you had better deliver.

- Peter! - Mary Jane.

Harry won't return my calls.

Will you check up on him? I'm worried.

Of course. I'll do what I can.

Thanks tiger.

Why do I always find myself playing matchmaker

between Harry and Mary Jane?

Even though I'm in love with her too?

Harry, are you okay?

No. Leave me alone.

Look, thanks for asking,

but I don't want to talk to you or anyone else.

Harry, wait! Harry!

He doesn't seem like himself.

I know what its like to lose both parents.

At least I've always had Aunt May.

Hey, what's that?

I [indistinct] it will be the Hobgoblin.

Now what's he up to?

He's got Jonah Jameson.

Spider-Man. I should have known you'll be involved in this.

Alright, Hobgob...

You're not the Hobgoblin.

How observant you are.

No, I'm not the Hobgoblin.

I'm the Green Goblin.

Not that you'll live long enough for it to matter.

This goblin's got super strength.

He's crushed my web shooters.

I do need one point. Gravity zero.

I still can't believe it.

Now there are two goblins?

And what does this one want with old flat-top?

Hope the Green Goblin's trail won't get too cold

while I fix my web shooters.

The Hobgoblin orginally got his weapons from OsCorp.

This green goon's weapons look about the same.

Maybe there's a connection.

Problem is, I'm not even sure what to look for.

Hey, it's Harry. And he looks mad about something.

Hey, these are blueprints for goblin weapons.

And goblin muscle-enhancing armour.

Is this what Harry was after in here?

Harry? Is it possible?

My collection is almost complete.

Soon, the final judgment can begin.

Guys, that's enough for now.

Paging Lt. Terri Lee.

Spider-Man, what brings you to the big city tonight?

This. Do you have any idea

what these high profile kidnappings have in common?

Yeah, but why should I tell you?

Just because you saved my life once?

Twice, but who's counting.

So far, all we know is that

the victims are all on OsCorp's board of directors.

Have you warned the remaining members?

I was just about to.

You may not be fast enough.

This kidnapper moves like lightning.

Hey hey, wait!

Whenever Felicia's mother is in town,

she stays here with Felicia.

I've got to get to Mrs. Hardy before...

Mrs. Hardy. No!

Leave these two alone.

And we'll settle it just between us.

Are you joking? The more, the merrier.

Let go!

Double jeopardy, Spider-Man?

There's no way you can save two of them at the same time, is there?

No!

- Are you alright? - What about my mother?

I knew he wouldn't let her fall.

He wanted to take her hostage.

You've got to save her, Spider-Man.

I'll do my best to get her back.

You have my word.

The Hobgoblin? No, someone new.

Take evasive action. Now!

Knock him out of the sky.

The weapons aren't having any effect. He's too fast.

Didn't count on me having super strength

or titanium cables, did you, big boy?

Jameson, Hardy, Fisk and others, all gone.

I'm up against a dead end.

Mary Jane, have you heard anything from Harry?

No.

Oh, I hate myself for saying this,

but I'm beginning to think something awful about him.

Awful? Like what?

These kidnappings. In the news.

I think Harry might be involved in them.

To avenge the death of his father.

Mary Jane, that's crazy!

And maybe close to the truth.

You don't understand.

There's a dark side to Harry that he keeps hidden.

It comes from the anger he felt about growing up unloved, lonely.

I've tried to be there for him, but even I can't help him sometimes.

What if that anger has taken over and turned him insane?

Don't you think it's possible?

If I told her, it would only make her feel worse about Harry.

Would it make her feel better about me?

Peter, what's wrong? Talk to me.

No, I can't do it.

Harry was... is my friend.

He's also innocent until proven guilty.

I don't know what to think, Mary Jane.

But I do know this.

If we love Harry, we have to trust him.

And stand by him now when he needs us the most.

Where are you going?

I've got to be by myself and do some thinking.

Peter, even though things didn't work out between you and me,

you really are a good friend.

I care about you too, Mary Jane.

And I'm not gonna let anything happen to you

just in case Harry has gone off the deep end.

Harry?

Well, well. Someone spying on me.

Didn't you know that curiosity kills the cat?

Good thing I decided to keep an eye on you, MJ.

As with be of us, justice will be meted out to you in due time,

my little miss.

But first, I must call this court to order.

You are all charged with a crime of hypocrisy,

a crime that destroyed Norman Osborn.

You claimed to be his friend,

yet you filled your newspaper with stories to ruin his reputation.

That's a lie!

You called Osborn a threat to humanity,

but who was it that funded Dr. Otto Octavius,

one of the greatest criminals of all time?

You're mad! Let us go.

And you, the worst of them all.

Your sins are exceeded only by your girth.

Good thing I made your shackles out of indestructible titanium too eh?

Justice will be served.

And all of you will suffer for your crimes against Norman Osborn.

For justice is blind no longer!

All you megalomaniacs have such a weird sense of humor.

Blast! Looks like a mistrial.

This court is adjourned!

Somebody, help us!

What's your angle in this?

Saving your ungrateful life.

- Why, I ought to... - Mr. Jameson, come on!

Careful, my dear.

Jameson, you're an old navy man. You drive.

Hah? Me?

What about you, Spider-Man?

I have a goblin to catch.

Look out!

Wilson, why did you do that?

Jonah, we have to rid the world of both of those maniacs.

Okay Harry, now we...

Norman Osborn!

No, no!

That weakling was destroyed in the explosion!

The same explosion that gave birth to me.

The exploding gas gave me great strength.

And of course, the Hobgoblin's weapons were right there at OsCorp,

right for the picking.

But they no longer were meant for him.

The gas saw to that.

There was only one true goblin,

the Green Goblin.

Me! Give me my mask.

I must have it.

You don't need this.

It represents the evil, ugly side of your life.

- Let it go. - I can't.

You have to, for yourself and for Harry.

No! Stop staring at me.

I can't lift it.

My strength... going!

We may never get a working sample of this gas in time.

And if we do, we have no idea how long its effect will last.

The gas! It's wearing off.

No. I need my strength back.

Need my strength...

I have to get us out before we both drown.

Not a lot of time to move it all.

Dad! Spider-Man!

Is... is he alright?

He'll be okay. Do you know the way out of here?

Follow me.

I found the blueprint for this underground complex

in a hidden room in my dad's office.

Apparently, this was all built as a secret weapons testing site.

It seems to me like the only place

where my father could have escaped from the fire.

The blueprints showed that there was an access tunnel

under the burned out part of OsCorp.

But it took me a while to find it under all that rubble.

How did you get here?

I followed a kidnapper who called himself the Green Goblin.

The Green Goblin?

Did you catch him?

Where I am?

Son.

Did the Green Goblin hurt you dad?

Green who?

I uh... I can't remember anything.

You won't have to worry about the Goblin anymore.

It looks like he was destroyed back in that complex.

And from now on

OsCorp is out of the chemical warfare business, forever.

A bold move, Osborn.

I am in full agreement, for the moment.

This is not a profitable business.

Too many complications.

I have another announcement.

I'm going to ease up on the affairs at OsCorp.

I need a rest.

It's time my son, Harry,

started playing a more active role in the running of OsCorp.

I like you by my side if you feel you're ready.

Absolutely.

I was wrong about Harry.

You stood by him all the way.

You're a heck of a guy, tiger.

He's lucky to have you as his friend.

He's even luckier to have you.

Parker, if you happen to take another picture of Spider-Man,

please, give him this.

What? But I...

Parker gave your note.

He said you wanted to see me.

- What for? - To thank you for rescuing my mother.

And always being there for me.

You can't. Hey, wait.