26-Rise of the Goblin

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!

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.

Off to school we go!

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.

What is that?

Yo! Mr. Ugly!

What’re you guys doing?

I told you to stay out of this!

We didt listen. Picked that habit up from you.

Who are you?

Harry.

Let me get that door for ya.

• 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.

He’s not a freak.

He’s normal.

Yeah, I think you could say goodbye to normal.

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.

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.

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!

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.

This is for breaking my arm, Goblin!

• 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!

Nobody— and I mean nobody— hurts my friends!

Fall back before he gets up.

We need to get Harry to safety.

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.

Harry— son.

Dad?

Off him, freak!

Hey, what’re you doing?

Stop it! Don’t hurt him!

Or you’ll soon regret it!

Ah— okay.

First we get you safe, then we help your Dad.

I promise.

It’s nap time, Mr. Osborn.

Run!

Where am I?!

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

Just hold on for dear life.

You guys still here?

Anytime now, webs.

Okay, Harry.

Coast is clear.

Where are we—?

What’s happening—?

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.

We got him, director Fury.

Goblin down.

I repeat! Goblin down.

Dad—?

Spidey-sense?

Anyone?

Incoming!

How— ?

We got him, Director Fury.

Goblin down.

I repeat! Goblin down.

Dad, you’re alive.

Oh, yes, son.

Very.

Don’t believe Spider-Man, Harry.

Don’t believe a word he says.

Come to papa.

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

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!

Get off me!

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.

Wheel of explanation!

No— hey-hey, look— it’s not like that— like, ah—

I wanna spin that wheel, Bob.

Your Dad’s an evil mastermind!

True, but spin again.

Your Dad’s mind go bye-bye.

Kind of funny, but spin again.

Your Dad’s a liar-liar pants on fire.

Ah— it’s actually like this, see— ah—

No time for explanation!

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

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.

• Okay!

Opening the hatch. Get ready.

• Where’d he go?

• Follow the path of destruction.

• Doc Connors!

• My arm— it’s crushed.

He’s not— gone—!

Such wonderful toys, Connors.

This new glove—

fits like a glove.

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

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?

My mentors.

My friends.

My team!

My—

what a powerfully moving speech.

And nary equipped to be heard.

‘Cause this is no joke.

• Nova?

• Got it!

Where’d he go?

Time to finish this!

Let me see him!

He’s my Dad!

I can talk him down.

Let— me— go!

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!

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

Harry, don’t listen to him.

Please!

Take him and go!

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

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.

No!

Stay away from him!

Understand now.

Father no want Harry.

Wants Venom!

Only Venom!

Like monster, like son.

I gotta hand it to you.

You put a new spin on father/son bonding.

Whoa!

Well put.

Harry and I have finally reached our full potential.

Harry, you can shake Venom off.

You’ve done it before.

Whoa—

Spidey come in.

What’s your twenty?

Don’t worry about me, Tiger.

Do not, I repeat, do not come here!

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.

Do you ever listen to me?

Marco!

Now you say “Polo”!

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— he’s my Dad.

That?!

Don’t let him define you.

Please, Harry, come back.

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!

Director Fury?

• 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.

I had a Dad!

A Dad I knew and loved for all my life and now he’s gone— and it’s your fault.

One day, I’ll get to the bottom of this.

And I’ll get my revenge.

• 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?

So yeah, now they have nowhere left to go.

All burned down.

Poof! Gone.

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!

You’re cute.

So that’s my life now— a new family.

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

Parker?!

Are all these boxes yours?!

No one touches my comics!

They’re in order!