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THE AMAZING SPIDER-MAN
by
GUY M. DERRITT
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The Amazing Spider-Man
FADE IN:
INT. PETER PARKER'S BEDROOM - MORNING
7 AM - We move about the room, and discover it to be the
haven of a high school science nerd. The walls are covered
with posters from science exhibits, tables of elemental and
chemical compounds. Science Books and magazines. Also
scattered about are small lab apparatuses that are in
constant use, and a very expensive looking microscope that
someone scrimped and saved to buy. At the center of the room,
scurrying about like a lab rat is PETER PARKER. Hopelessly
clumsy, face framed in glasses, he has an endearing, lost,
quality to him. He scrambles to ready himself for school,
while taking note of several small experiments he has running
in his room.
Peter, a look of disappointment on his face, is surveying a
strange-looking mess on top of his desk. A glass, crushed by
a 25 pound metal barbell- and a white powdery substance
scattered about the surface. Peter runs his right index
finger through the dust pile collecting a small sample. He
lifts his glasses, squinting his eyes to inspect the residue
more closely. We can see that behind the thick frames, and
confused crinkling of his face, that Peter is actually a
rather handsome young man.
He types quickly on a laptop computer.
PETER
..Hmm.. Although my addition of
several chemical agents to the
industrial adhesive resulted in a
nearly 200% increase in strength,
the mixture seems to have made the
compound more unstable. The
adhesive breaks down after
approximately 60 minutes to a fine
powder...
(Huffs)
..I'm currently at a loss as to
the method by which-
He's cut off by a SHARP BEEPING SOUND. Turning in the
direction of the sound, Peter focuses on a small black box
resembling an old-fashioned pocket transistor radio. The
device appears crude and home-made, with wires and exposed
internal parts. A RED BEAD LIGHT BLINKS in time with the
BEEP.
A smile comes over Peter's face and he rushes to his door.
opening it we see A MAN IN HIS MID-FIFTIES walking toward
Peter's room. He carries a tiny disc shaped object.
Just in front of Peter, the man looks up and we are greeted
by the kindly smile of UNCLE BEN PARKER.
UNCLE BEN
Hey Pete!
PETER
Morning Uncle Ben..
UNCLE BEN
Well- our little monitor bug is
working.. I think we've got a
future- Parker & Parker.. Your
scientific vision and my
electronics expertise.. GE had
better run for cover..
PETER
Yeah, that's great- At least
something's working..
Uncle Ben looks in, noticing the scene at Peter's desk.
UNCLE BEN
Oh.. The adhesive thing didn't
work out, huh?
Peter shakes his head.
UNCLE BEN
(continuing)
Well, let's get some of your Aunt
May's wheat cakes into you.. Get
the blood flowin' to your brain.
He places an arm on Peter's shoulder and they walk out of the
room and into the hallway.
PETER
..I know I'm close on this
adhesive thing.. Maybe more
additives.. Slightly different
proportions..
UNCLE BEN
..Yeah, well, just don't blow up
the house, okay? We just finished
paying for it...
Peter laughs.
CUT TO:
INT. PARKER DINING ROOM - CONTINUING
AUNT MAY PARKER the charming compliment to Ben sets a lovely
table for the family breakfast. Taking care of her family is
clearly the pride of her life. She beams at the sight of
Peter and Ben descending the stairs.
AUNT MAY
Morning boys...
Peter greets Aunt May with a kiss on the cheek.
PETER
Morning Aunt May..
The family sits down to the breakfast table. They begin
taking liberally from the array of foods: wheatcakes,
sausages and eggs.
UNCLE BEN
Hey Pete- maybe what your adhesive
needs is a dash of your Aunt May's
wheatcake batter.. That's about as
thick as cement..
He winks playfully. Aunt May smirks back at Ben.
AUNT MAY
I think it'll still break over
your hard head Mr. Parker..
She laughs playfully as well. Peter smiles at the interplay
between his Aunt & Uncle. This is truly a happy home.
UNCLE BEN
Pete- turn up the volume on the
TV..
Peter reaches over and turns up the volume on the nearby
portable TV.
The morning news program runs videotaped footage of a WINGED
MAN engaging in a battle with the police after the robbery of
The New York Diamond Exchange.
NEWS CASTER
-Robbery in the Diamond District
yesterday by the bizarre criminal
who calls himself The Vulture..
These are the first video images
of the winged felon..
PETER
He looks like he's in his 60's..
AUNT MAY
See Ben? You've been wondering
what to do since you've retired..
You could join that fella there-
call yourself The Turkey.. You'd
have something to do, and I'd have
all the eggs I need..
Peter and Ben laugh.
CUT TO:
EXT. MIDTOWN HIGH SCHOOL - MORNING
Peter walks toward the school, still light-hearted from his
breakfast. This is until he receives the hard slam by a
bulky shoulder from behind. Peter looks up perturbed, but
immediately knows the source of the blow. FLASH THOMPSON,
High School jock, and jerk. He and HIS FOOTBALL JACKETED
ENTOURAGE strut past Peter. Flash looks back at him.
FLASH
Hey Parker, even with a second set
of eyes you still can't manage to
keep outta the way of progress,
huh?
PETER
Sorry- I didn't know they
designated this street a "Moron
Crossing"..
Flash, a little too slow to make a comeback snarls at Peter
and continues into the building. Peter's face twists at the
unfairness of life.
Continuing into school, he walks past an E Class Mercedes as
it rolls to a double-parked stop.
INT. MERCEDES - CONTINUING
Within the luxury vehicle, NORMAN OSBORN sits next to his
teenaged son HARRY. They share an almost frightening
physical resemblance.
HARRY
Will you be home when I get there
tonight?
Norman, face buried in the Wall Street Journal, scarcely
glances over at Harry.
NORMAN
I don't think so, son. We've got
tons off work to do to at the
plant.
HARRY
Dad.. It's been three weeks since
you've come home from the
hospital, and we've hardly had one
dinner together..
Norman slowly lowers the newspaper, planting a fearful gaze
on his son. Harry nervously looks away.
NORMAN
(In a deathly cold
voice)
We can afford this lifestyle only
because of my dedication to my
work, Harry. It's time you became
A MAN and stopped looking for me
to hold your hand every night...
Harry nods, knowing anything further would be unwise. He
quickly exits the car.
NORMAN
(continuing)
Harry!
Harry freezes and quickly turns back to his father.
NORMAN
(continuing)
Have a nice day, son..
A tender smile overtakes Norman's face. Harry, clearly
confused, nods again and dashes into the building.
CUT TO:
INT. MIDTOWN HIGH CORRIDOR - CONTINUING
Harry enters the corridor. Flash and his buddies are by the
lockers and notice him.
FLASH
Hey Osborn- How goes it?
Harry slaps a hand into Flash's.
HARRY
-Chillin' Flash..
FLASH
So what was it this morning? The
Merc, the Beamer, the Rolls?
HARRY
The merc..
Flash glances over at Peter, removing books from his locker.
FLASH
How 'bout you Parker, the
cross-town bus or the express?
Flash's boys snicker.
Peter shakes his head, slamming his locker door shut.
CUT TO:
INT. SCIENCE CLASS - AFTERNOON
The science teacher, DR. MILES WARREN writes the words:
VISCOSITY OF GASES across the chalk board. When he finishes,
he turns toward the class.
WARREN
-So- As the chalk board alleges-
today, we're discussing the
Viscosity of Gases.. Please turn
to page 120 in your text books..
With varying enthusiasm the class turns to the requested page.
This is with the noticeable exception of Peter. A slightly
guilty expression on his face, his attention is elsewhere.
Specifically to his slight front left.
PANNING, we see exactly what it is that holds Peter's
attention.
GWEN STACY. Another example of how uneven life's randomness
can be. She's blonde, and far too beautiful to be real. But
this, in-and-of itself is not what stuns Peter. What's truly
unique is that she is genuinely oblivious to her beauty. And
furthermore, her attention is actually focused in her text
book.
Dr. Warren paces in front of the class, reading from the text
book.
WARREN
(continuing)
..It is a general property of
fluids that an applied shearing
force, that produces flow in the
fluid is resisted by a force that
is proportional to the gradient
flow of velocity in the fluid..
This phenomenon is known as
viscosity..
Looking up to see that the class is still with him, Warren
fixates on Peter, and sees that he's caught in the tractor
pull of Gwen's aura.
WARREN
(continuing)
..Maybe Mr. Parker can continue
for us..
PETER
(Still looking at
Gwen)
-That would be beautiful..
The burst of laughter from the assembled class is like a
splash of water in Peter's face. He remembers to be
embarrassed, and even moreso, as Gwen is now looking at him
with curious laughter on her face.
CUT TO:
INT. MIDTOWN HIGH CORRIDOR - AFTERNOON
Peter at his locker still grimaces over the science class
debacle. Peter's locker is an extension of his bedroom.
Instead of a supermodel gracing the inner door he has a
poster of the super-computer he's hoping to purchase when he
saves enough money. There are yet more science books and
magazines as well as miscellaneous items as varied as Cold-
Tylenol, to a small toolset, to machinist's oil.
Dr. Warren stops next to him.
WARREN
Hey Peter- Are you coming to the
Genetics Exhibition at ESU today?
I hear it's going to be simply
gorgeous..
Peter looks down. Warren playfully brushes Peter's shoulder,
and Peter manages a slight smile.
WARREN
(continuing)
I'll see you there..
Warren walks off.
Peter glances over and sees Gwen at her locker. Slowly, he
finds his feet moving in her direction.
PETER
(To Himself)
..Parker.. you are about to do yet
another incredibly stupid thing..
Of course the most stunning
creature to ever grace the dirt
with her footprint wants to go to
a science exhibition with King of
the pocket-protectors..
Peter is within a step of Gwen. His lips purse to form a
word when- Flash Thompson cuts him off without the slightest
bit of notice.
FLASH
Hey Gwen- That outfit screams for
a night of partying with Flash..
Harsh reality sinking in, Peter shrinks backward, hoping no
one notices him. Frustrated, he shambles back to his locker.
GWEN
(Regards Flash with
total disdain)
I'm busy Flash...
FLASH
That's okay, everybody makes
mistakes.. The important thing is
you can make up for it.. What
could better than the embrace of
Thompson?
GWEN
Well, if the Genetics Exhibition
at ESU doesn't work, maybe being
gnawed at by piranhas will do..
Flash's face twists as though he'd heard something dreadful.
FLASH
(Uttered with disgust)
-Genetics Exhibition!!!
He turns away in horror, and spots Peter.
FLASH
(continuing)
Parker! This is your fault!
Peter turns at the sound of his name. He looks up, confused
to find Flash aggressively charging towards him.
THE STUDENTS passing by pause at the sight of Flash's fast
advance toward Peter, sensing some action.
FLASH
(continuing)
You're like a disease, spreading
dweebitis to the unsuspecting
victims..
Peter, composing himself, extends his hand, halting Flash.
PETER
Hold it, Flash! You want a fight?
Flash is momentarily shocked by Peter's public display of
defiance. Then he's quickly excited by the prospect.
FLASH
Of course!!
Peter quickly crouches-
PETER
Then just cross this line-
Peter swipes his hand across the floor creating an imaginary
line.
Flash storms across the invisible barrier- AND SLIPS-
VIOLENTLY FLYING UPWARD AND CRASHING ON HIS BUTT.
The Crowd en masse explodes into laughter.
Peter, sensing his next best move is a hasty retreat, bolts
out of there, only pausing to smile at the TUBE OF CLEAR
LUBRICATING OIL in his palm.
Gwen, watching Peter run, has an expression of mild
admiration for his cleverness.
CUT TO:
INT. MIDTOWN HIGH CORRIDOR/STAIRWAY - CONTINUING
Peter runs up the hallway, heading for the stairs.
VOICE (O.S.)
Hey Parker!
Peter pauses nervously and then turns, to find Harry Osborn
facing him down.
Knowing that this is one of Flash's friends, Peter yields,
figuring, as usual, his luck's run out.
PETER
..Yeah?
HARRY
(His stern face turns
into a grin)
..Nice one..
He gives Peter a subtle thumbs up.
Peter nods and continues through the stairway door.
CUT TO:
INT. EMPIRE STATE UNIVERSITY SCIENCE DEPARTMENT - AFTERNOON
The huge science lab is elaborately designed with State-of-
The-Art equipment. The setting has however been slightly
altered so as to accommodate spectators for a demonstration.
DR. CURT CONNORS, a handsome, affable man despite being
amputated of his right arm, and his colleague DR. MICHAEL
MORBIUS a tall, pale man with dark hair and intense features
stand before a huge Cyclotron. THROUGH A PROTECTIVE GLASS
ENCASING TUBE, PERIODIC BURSTS OF RADIOACTIVE PARTICLE BEAMS
CAN BE SEEN GENERATING IN DAZZLING DISPLAY.
THE CROWD OF SPECTATORS are amazed at the spectacle.
MORBIUS
Good afternoon. I'm Dr. Michael
Morbius. The research of myself,
and my colleague Dr. Curtis
Connors has been in dealing with
the effect of various forms of
radiation on the human genome. In
recent years, we've seen the
effects caused by such exposures.
We all know of the famous Dr. Reed
Richards and his band of
superhuman adventurers.
There is also evidence of an
emerging number of individuals
born displaying the effects of
genetic mutations. Our
experiments are attempting to
categorize exactly how the various
forms of radiation we may come in
contact with will effect the human
genetic structure, so as to
prevent future undesirable
mishaps.. And at the same time,
how the enhancement might be
beneficial in the treatment of
disease or birth defects..
As the lecture continues, Peter enters the laboratory. At
the back of the standing room only crowd, he has a bit of
trouble seeing. Then he notices Dr. Warren standing near the
front of the crowd.
PETER
Dr. Warren!
Warren turns, smiling at Peter and beckoning him to come
forward and join him. Peter politely, if clumsily makes his
way through the crowd, until he gets a glimpse of Gwen Stacy
within the crowd, and out and out tumbles. Peter falls into
another of the crowd creating a domino effect of falling
bodies. The last link in the chain reaches out to the nearby
wall for support. THE PERSON'S HAND inadvertently hits a
switch on the wall, KICKING UP THE LABORATORY'S VENTILATION
SYSTEM WITH A ROAR. The crowd is now completely disrupted by
the calamity. A deeply abashed Peter rises, smiling and
nervously waving apologetically to the crowd. He looks over
at Gwen who is giggling, despite her best attempts not to.
PETER
(continuing; To Gwen)
..Hi.. Nice to see you again..
Dr. Morbius tries to recover the composure of the audience.
MORBIUS
Well, that concludes the comedy
portion of our show, folks.. Let's
give the young man a hand.
The crowd laughs and applauds. Peter playfully bows trying
to make light of the disruption.
MORBIUS
(continuing)
I'd now like to bring Dr. Connors
forward to continue with the
exhibition..
TO AUDIENCE APPLAUSE, DR. CONNORS STEPS TO CENTER STAGE.
CUT TO:
INT. AIR DUCT - CONTINUOUS
Within the air duct, a spider, nested within its web, is
about to partake of a meal of a freshly captured fly. Just
then, the ventilation system blows; UPSETTING THE SPIDERWEB,
and BLOWING THE SPIDER WITHIN, down the air shaft.
CONNORS (V.O.)
Thank you. We're not completely
certain why these extraordinary
events have occurred.. Perhaps
it's a jumpstart to the next step
in man's evolution..
CUT TO:
INT. ESU LABORATORY - CONTINUOUS
The Spider plunges through the open vent landing on top of
the Cyclotron. Attempting to get its bearings, the Spider
climbs over the CYCLOTRON'S VACUUM CHAMBER. AT THAT MOMENT,
THE VACUUM SWITCHES ON, and THE SPIDER IS SUCKED INTO THE
CHAMBER.
CONNORS (V.O.)
Perhaps it is a reminder by a
Higher Power that as man advances
toward the future, we must
remember that we are still
children in the eyes of the
universe..
An IONIC PARTICLE BEAM BLASTS THROUGH THE CHAMBER, THE
RESIDUAL ENERGY BATHING THE SPIDER.
The Vacuum switches back on, and the spider is sucked out of
the vacuum chamber along with waste particles in the
aftermath of the blast.
CONNORS (V.O.)
(continuing)
And that our growth
technologically must be tempered
with an awareness of just how
little we truly know-
The Spider, along with the particles are sucked through an
exhaust tube and filtered into a toxic waste unit. But the
Spider, the only living object within the mass of waste
particles manages to grasp the tubing inner wall and cling
to it. It tears a small opening through the filter and climbs
into the adjacent air duct.
CONNORS (V.O.)
(continuing)
-And how far we have yet to go..
The Spider, A PULSATING GREEN GLOW now surrounding it, makes
the trek through the laboratory ventilation system finding
its way back to an open vent. Extending a web strand, the
spider begins a descent into the open area of the laboratory.
CONNORS (V.O.)
(continuing)
Perhaps its a wake-up call to us
to be aware of all the little
things that can so easily change
our fate, and guide us towards our
destiny...
DISSOLVE TO:
LATER. At this point, The Exhibition is ending.
Dr. Warren leads Peter over to meet Dr. Connors.
WARREN
Curt Connors, I'd like for you to
meet my most promising student,
Peter Parker-
Peter and Connors shake hands.
CONNORS
- Well- aside from your talent for
show stealing- I'd take a
recommendation from Miles Warren
to be a good thing..
PETER
Thank you, sir..
(aghast smile)
I figure a big entrance makes a
memorable impression.. I'm a huge
admirer of your work Dr. Connors..
A tad shy at this point, Peter's eyes dart nervously about
the room. He spies that Gwen is preparing to leave.
PETER
(continuing)
-Uh.. Doctors, could you excuse me
for one moment?
Peter, fiercely determined scurries toward Gwen.
At the same moment, the Spider is continuing its descent. The
light in the room obscures its irradiated glow. But the
Spider's descent is unsteady and faltering, as though the
creature is weakening.
Peter extends his hand, to reach towards Gwen.
PETER
(continuing)
-H-Hey-
At that second, the Spider drops from its web strand, landing
atop Peter's extended hand. Gwen turns, and at the same
moment, THE SPIDER BITES INTO PETER'S HAND.
A SHOCK runs through Peter's body and he convulses.
PETER
(continuing; Screams)
OWWW!
GWEN
(Confused; concerned)
-Are you okay?
The shock past, Peter tries to recover his cool. He
straightens up and the Spider falls unnoticed from his hand.
Hitting the floor, the tiny Spider goes limp and dies.
PETER
(Huffs; annoyed with
himself)
..Yeah.. I'll be okay..
Gwen stands waiting for him to continue.
GWEN
..So.. did you want to tell me
something?
Peter spots the Spider and is at a momentary loss. Then,
completely frustrated with yet again looking stupid in front
of Gwen, throws up his shoulders.
PETER
(Sighs)
No.. Not really. It's just in case
you weren't completely convinced
I was an idiot, I figured I'd
remove all room for debate..
Gwen is half amused and half believing this to be true.
Peter begins to feel dizzy.
PETER
(continuing)
..I'd better bail before the roof
falls in too.
Without any further fanfare Peter makes a dash toward the
door.
Doctors Warren and Connors look strangely at Peter's exit and
then back at each other.
WARREN
..Bright boy, but in need of some
social skills..
Connors shakes his head.
CUT TO:
EXT. ESU CAMPUS - DUSK
As Peter crosses the campus he grows increasingly ill.
PETER
..Well.. I suppose dying would be
the logical ending to the day I'm
having..
CUT TO:
INT. PARKER HOME - EVENING
Peter stumbles into the house. Cramping up and sweating.
Aunt May, stepping casually from the kitchen, quickens her
pace seeing Peter's state.
AUNT MAY
Peter! What's wrong?
She embraces him, checking his head.
AUNT MAY
(continuing)
..You've got a fever!
PETER
I got some kind of a bug bite..
Uncle Ben emerges from the basement.
UNCLE BEN
What happened?
Aunt May walks Peter to the stairs.
AUNT MAY
-I think we can add bug bites to
Peter's list of allergies Hon-
Grab the Epinephrine..
Ben nods.
CUT TO:
INT. PETER PARKER'S BEDROOM - EVENING
Peter is changed into sweats and is in bed. Aunt May and
Uncle Ben are tending to him.
Aunt May removes a thermometer from Peter's mouth and checks
it.
AUNT MAY
-Well you've got a pretty high
fever, but you don't have any
swelling or trouble breathing, so..
She places her hand on his forehead.
AUNT MAY
(continuing)
You might have a case of the flu..
I'm going to get you some Tylenol..
Aunt May gets up and hurries to the door then turns back.
AUNT MAY
(continuing)
-Ben, make sure he stays still..
If the fever doesn't go down in a
few hours we're taking him to the
hospital..
UNCLE BEN
(Calming her)
..Okay Dear..
Peter lies restlessly, his symptoms knocking the strength out
of him.
PETER
...Uncle Ben... If you really love
me... Just let me die...
UNCLE BEN
..Uh-huh.. Is that the delirium
talking there, Pete?
PETER
..School..
(Feigning crying)
Beautiful girl..
UNCLE BEN
..I think I see the cause of your
fever..
PETER
..Like something out of a dream..
You ever meet someone like that?
UNCLE BEN
..Yeah. -Married her as I recall..
PETER
..She's even interested in
science.. And I made myself look
like a total loser..
UNCLE BEN
..These things happen Pete..
You're not feeling well, things
like that can throw a situation
all out of proportion.. You rest
up tonight. Things'll be alot
different in the morning.. I
promise you.
Exhausted, Peter lies backward and hopelessly closes his eyes.
CUT TO:
INT. GWEN STACY'S BEDROOM - EVENING
Gwen sits typing at her computer, glasses resting at the edge
of her nose.
There's a knock on her open door. Gwen turns to greet her
father, POLICE CAPTAIN GEORGE STACY. In his mid-fifties he
has a strength about him that radiates from a warm-heart.
CAPTAIN STACY
..All finished your homework?
GWEN
Just about Dad.. What are you
doing tonight?
CAPTAIN STACY
Me? Sitting down to a movie and
checking over some police reports..
GWEN
..Need any help?
CAPTAIN STACY
(Smiles)
From my best cop? Sure, but..
GWEN
But what?
CAPTAIN STACY
-Well... No father wants to rush
his little girl out the door-
Especially when she's grown into
a teenaged Venus.. But, I'd figure
you'd want to spend at least some
of your time with fellas closer to
your own age..
GWEN
(Rolls her eyes)
Pass.
CAPTAIN STACY
What's wrong? I'm sure you don't
lack for date requests..
GWEN
No. Plenty of requests.. Just not
from the right sources..
CAPTAIN STACY
Meaning?
GWEN
-Well, most of the guys who come
at me are jock doofuses or wannabe
playboys..
(Pause)
Then there's this one guy.. But
even if he worked up the nerve to
ask me out, I think he'd get us
both killed, he's such a klutz..
CAPTAIN STACY
(Smiles)
..But you like him..
GWEN
I don't know.. There's something..
Different about him..
CUT TO:
INT. HALLWAY OUTSIDE PETER PARKER'S BEDROOM - MIDNIGHT
It's hours later. Aunt May is quietly exiting Peter's
bedroom. She walks toward her and Ben's bedroom. Ben awaits
her in the doorway.
UNCLE BEN
How's he doing?
AUNT MAY
..Just like I thought.. His
fever's gone. He's sleeping like
a log.. A little Tylenol and honey-
lemon tea will do it every time..
UNCLE BEN
The boy comes from good stock..
The Parker men are strong as young
oxen..
AUNT MAY
(smiles at Ben
suggestively)
..Don't I know..
She puts her arm around him and they walk into their bedroom.
CUT TO:
INT. PETER PARKER'S BEDROOM - CONTINUING
DOLLY-IN ON SLEEPING PETER. AS WE MOVE FORWARD THERE ARE
QUICK INSERTS OF EFFECTS SHOTS:
EFFECTS SHOTS GIVE QUICK GLIMPSES OF WHAT IS GOING ON
INTERNALLY IN PETER'S BODY:
MUSCLE AND BONE FORTIFIES IN DENSITY, NOT SO MUCH GROWING
LARGER AS THE CELLULAR TISSUE IS MULTIPLYING AND CREATING A
TIGHTER CONNECTION.
TENDONS BECOME MORE ELASTIC, BLOOD FLOW IS MORE INTENSE.
AN ENERGY GLOW SIMILAR TO THAT OF THE SPIDER BEGINS TO ENGULF
THE INTERNAL STRUCTURE OF PETER'S BODY, BUILDING TO CRITICAL
MASS UNTIL-
PETER'S EYELIDS FLY OPEN.
He sits up in bed, looking around in the darkness. All of
the symptoms he had are gone. He's strangely energized. He
climbs out of bed, still uncertain as to what's happening to
him, but knowing that he feels better than he's ever felt in
his life.
Inexplicably, even to himself, he finds himself walking
toward his window. He opens it, and begins to climb out of
it.
CUT TO:
EXT. PARKER HOUSE/ ROOF - CONTINUING
Peter climbs out of his window and onto the rooftop. He
feels the night air against his body and a smile comes over
his face. He walks to the edge of the rooftop, and then
sits, looking out over the neighborhood.
He can't make sense of the sudden power he feels surging
through his body. He reaches toward the steel pipe which
allows smoke from the kitchen to be vented out of the house.
Grasping hold of it, HE PROCEEDS TO CRUSH IT EFFORTLESSLY.
Stunned by what he's done, and then remembering the trouble
he'll get into for doing it, he grabs it with both hands and
just as easily RE-OPENS THE CRUSHED AREA.
Intrigued by his newfound strength, Peter walks back to his
window, and leaps- effortlessly bounding a height of 7 feet,
landing on the second tier of his family's rooftop. He lands
instinctively in a spider-like crouch. Looking over, he
makes the leap between his house and the next, approximately
double the distance he'd just jumped, and lands with equal
ease.
Peter is now fully in the grips of his newly acquired
strength and begins to move throughout the neighborhood,
jumping from roof to roof, trying each time to extend the
distance of each leap.
He reaches an area of apartment buildings. Peter stands at
the front of one roof. And decides to attempt a leap across
the length of this roof to land on the one across, a distance
of at least 120 feet. Without a running start, Peter makes
the jump. He sails across the length of the first rooftop,
but as he reaches the edge of the roof, and continues over,
his arc is too short. He sees he won't make it the full
distance, and there's a good 6 story drop to the ground- He
figures this is the usual Parker Luck working in top form.
Frightened, Peter instinctively reaches out to grab something-
Anything. Eyes closed, he readies himself for a hard
landing. Then he realizes that his fall has stopped
abruptly. Peter opens his eyes- AND FINDS THAT HE'S CLINGING
TO THE WALL.
At first Peter thinks this has to be still a sign of his
delirium. He's clinging to the wall just like - Like a
spider. Then things begin to make sense.
Slowly, cautiously- Peter releases his right hand, and places
it down at his lower right. His hand continues to cling to
the wall. Peter turns his entire body so that he is facing
completely upside down. Yet he still clings to the wall.
He spins his body back around, and begins climbing upward,
toward the top of the roof.
From here, Peter moves to the outer areas of the
neighborhood, jumping on and crawling the walls of the
apartment buildings. At first, landing with a slight
clumsiness and uncertainty to his grip. But with each moment
growing more fluent and certain of his movements. No longer
simply Peter Parker- no longer only a man.
Peter becomes oblivious to anything other than the amazing
powers he has acquired.
AS WE TRAVEL ALONG WITH HIM, WE GET GLIMPSES OF THE SEAMIER
AREAS SURROUNDING HIS FAMILY'S HOUSE. SIGNS OF CRIMINALS,
DRUGS BEING DEALT, PROSTITUTES STROLLING.
EXT. STREET - NIGHT
Spread out across one street is a GANG OF BURGLARS. THE LOOK
OUTS are positioned strategically over the block, while the
INSIDE MEN work the buildings in the area.
INT. APARTMENT BUILDING - CONTINUOUS
Several of the GANG MEMBERS have ravaged an apartment, and
are carrying their loot down the stairs, when one of them
glances out of a stairwell window and spots Peter on the wall
of the adjacent building. He FREAKS.
BURGLAR 1
(Eyes bulging)
Holy mother f-
The others pause.
BURGLAR 2
What is it?
Peter is now out of sight.
BURGLAR 1
There was guy!- A guy on the
freakin' wall! Crawlin' like a bug!
BURGLAR 3
What are you talking about? You
been smokin' that good weed?
BURGLAR 1
Yeah- But that's besides the point-
There really was a guy stickin' on
the freakin' wall!
BURGLAR 2
Let's get outta here, or his dope
dreams 'll be the least of our
problems!
The others follow his lead and continue down the stairs, but
Burglar 1 glances out the window, to confirm that he's not
that crazy. He draws a gun, determined to blow whatever this
thing is back to Hell. Burglar 2 spots this and is incensed,
grabbing Burglar 1 by the collar.
BURGLAR 2
(continuing)
What are you- stupid?! You're
always drawin' that thing at the
drop of hat! The Big Man has no
use for stupid in this gang..
Burglar 2 turns and continues down the stairs. Burglar 1
curls his lip angrily, but puts the gun away and follows.
CUT TO:
EXT. STREET - CONTINUOUS
The Gang converges on the street. They prepare to make their
escape when they hear POLICE SIRENS. They expected this, and
calmly, but quickly scatter.
CUT TO:
EXT. SIDE STREET - CONTINUOUS
Peter leaps from a building wall, landing on the street.
Walking over to a parked car, he reaches under the bumper,
AND LIFTS THE REAR OF THE CAR. He places it back down,
laughing to himself uncontrollably. At that moment he hears
the POLICE SIRENS. He turns, and sees several MEMBERS OF THE
BURGLARY GANG running towards him, with THREE BEAT COPS IN
HOT PURSUIT. Confused, Peter side steps the Gang Members
allowing them to continue on their way.
The last of the Gang Members is Burglar 1. He and Peter's
eyes meet as he runs past.
The cops continue chasing the gang- But the last COP, stops
as he reaches Peter-
COP
(Raging)
What the hell's the matter with
you?! Why didn't you stop any of
them?!
Peter becomes coolly defiant.
PETER
Calm down, pal- You're paid to
handle this kinda thing. I'm an
innocent bystander..
COP
Innocent Bystander? You don't
give a damn about what happens to
your own neighborhood?
PETER
As long as they stay outta my
house it's not my problem.. I'll
take care of my own- But I'm not
risking my neck for anybody else..
COP
If I had the time I'd bust you for
aiding and abetting-
PETER
(Consumed with his
power)
Not a good idea..
The Cop gets the vibe that Peter is not simply talking trash.
Hesitantly, the Cop turns away and joins the others in
pursuing the crooks.
Peter smirks.
CUT TO:
INT. PARKER HOME - MORNING
Uncle Ben climbs the stairs in his morning ritual to wake
Peter.
CUT TO:
INT. PETER PARKER'S BEDROOM - CONTINUING
Peter is at his desk. It's clear that he has not slept.
Still bustling with excitement over his newly acquired
abilities, he types excitedly on his lap top.
ON HIS LAPTOP WE SEE THAT PETER HAS CREATED A CHART,
DETAILING HIS ABILITIES, AND THE LEVELS TO WHICH THEY WORK.
There's a knock on the door. Peter LEAPS from his chair,
clearing the length of the room, landing in front of the
door. He opens it to greet Uncle Ben.
UNCLE BEN
How you feeling Pete?
PETER
(Giddy)
Uncle Ben... There are no words..
For how good I feel..
UNCLE BEN
-Yeah.. Your Aunt May's remedies
do work wonders.. She learned 'em
from her Grandmother-
PETER
-No- Uncle Ben- You don't
understand-
Peter looks about the room for some way to show Uncle Ben
what's he means. He spots his chair.
PETER
(continuing)
-Just watch..
Peter leaps and somersaults, then lands and balances himself
on the back of the chair with his right arm, as the chair
teeters on its rear legs.
Ben's mouth is agape.
UNCLE BEN
Now.. Honey-Lemon Tea never did
that for me..
PETER
It wasn't the tea Uncle Ben.. it
was The Spider-
UNCLE BEN
The what?
Peter Springs from the chair, landing perfectly on his feet.
PETER
The spider that bit me yesterday..
Somehow- it gave me its powers..
UNCLE BEN
..Wait a minute.. you mean you eat
flies and spin webs?
Peter looks at him strangely.
PETER
No.. no... But I can do this-
Against the wall is a file cabinet that easily weighs 200
pounds. Peter reaches underneath it and LIFTS IT WITH ONE
HAND. Uncle Ben is dumbfounded.
Peter places the cabinet back down.
PETER
(continuing)
-And then there's this-
PETER LEAPS AND FLIPS- LANDING ON AND CLINGING TO THE CEILING.
WE SEE FROM PETER'S UPSIDE DOWN POV that Uncle Ben is frozen.
UNCLE BEN
(Stunned)
..Okay.. I'm going to go back
outside this door, and when I come
back in, I want my real nephew to
be here..
Peter drops from the ceiling landing softly in a crouch. He
clasps Uncle Ben's shoulders trying to reassure him.
PETER
Uncle Ben I know its a shock..
Uncle Ben, attempting to get his bearings, slowly sits
himself on Peter's bed.
UNCLE BEN
..Peter.. When you were 12 and you
tried to re-wire the house to make
it more energy efficient- That was
a shock.. There are no words for
what I'm feeling right now..
PETER
Uncle Ben.. No matter what I'm
like physically, I'm still the
same Peter I always was..
Uncle Ben focuses on Peter's eyes. He grasps Peter at his
shoulders.
UNCLE BEN
(Affectionately)
I know that Peter..
PETER
..I'm not sure what this all
means.. But there's got to be
something good in all this for
us.. These powers-
UNCLE BEN
But you have to remember all that
comes with power Peter..
Peter's uncertain of what Uncle Ben means.
UNCLE BEN
(continuing)
-With great power comes great
responsibility..
Peter takes the words for granted.
PETER
..Well.. of course.. But.. We have
a responsibility to ourselves..
This can mean so many good things
for us. You, me, Aunt May..
UNCLE BEN
May.. Peter.. You'd better keep
this between us for right now..
PETER
But why?
UNCLE BEN
Well, you know how your Aunt May
got when you started puberty..
PETER
..Burning candles and going to
Church twice a week..
UNCLE BEN
Yeah.. This is a little more
extreme..
Peter nods in agreement.
UNCLE BEN
(continuing)
Peter.. The world by-enlarge might
not be ready for this.
PETER
But there's others like me.. The
Fantastic Four-
UNCLE BEN
They have lots of money to live
aloof in that tower of theirs.
And more than that, they have each
other. Aside from your aunt and
me, you're alone in this. You
don't know who might want to use
you or hurt you.. For now at
least.. This has got to be our
secret.
Peter considers Ben's words and nods in agreement.
PETER
What do you think I should do next?
UNCLE BEN
Well... For now, just go about
your normal routine, for your Aunt
May's benefit. Get ready for
school- And we'll talk about it
some more tonight when you get
home.
Peter again nods. He then considers what a loving father,
friend and confidant he has in his Uncle.
PETER
..Thanks for this Uncle Ben.. This
and everything else..
They hug.
CUT TO:
EXT. MIDTOWN HIGH SCHOOL - MORNING
Peter, still in a daze over all that's happened approaches
the school.
He gets a glimpse of Flash Thompson and his boys walking to
school.
Peter's face takes on a malicious grin, imagining crushing
Flash into a fine powder. Peter starts to quicken his pace.
But as he walks, Uncle Ben's words roll through his mind:
UNCLE BEN (V.O.)
This has got to be our secret..
Peter stops himself, despite every fiber of his body wanting
to kick Flash's ass. Peter decides he can't just sit in a
classroom with all of this energy roaring within him.
For probably the first time in his life, Peter chooses to
play hooky. He turns and walks away from the school.
Gwen Stacy is walking toward the school entrance at that
moment and spots Peter walk up the block and disappear around
the corner. She shrugs, chalking it up to just more weird
behavior on Peter's part.
CUT TO:
EXT. OSCORP - AFTERNOON
ESTABLISHING SHOT.
Oscorp is an gigantic, imposing technological research
complex. At once a representation of all that is both good,
and bad with modern technology.
CUT TO:
INT. OSCORP - CONTINUOUS
DOLLY THROUGH THE LAB, GETTING GLIMPSES OF VARIOUS
EXPERIMENTS IN PROGRESS. WEAPONS SYSTEMS, ROBOTICS, AVIATION
ET AL.
END DOLLY: We stop at the aftermath of an experiment gone
disastrously wrong. An area of about 20 square yards is near
decimated by an explosion. It is clearly from weeks earlier
because the remnant debris has been cleared away, leaving
only the scarred walls and floor.
CUT TO:
CLOSE-UP of A PHOTOGRAPH OF THE PREVIOUS SCENE OF DESTRUCTION.
PULLBACK AND WE SEE THAT WE ARE IN:
INT. OSCORP BOARDROOM - CONTINUOUS
There is a meeting of THE OSCORP BOARD MEMBERS. A DOZEN
BROOKS BROTHERS SUITED WALLSTREET BULLS.
At one end of the table sits Oscorp Senior VP MENDEL STROMM.
Stromm, bald, in his late forties with hard-frozen features
observes the board meeting through small round spectacles.
Across from him sits Chairman, Norman Osborn.
There is an ugly, twisted grimace burned into Osborn's face
as he reviews the photos of the damage to the plant.
An Oscorp PROJECT MANAGER stands before the displays of the
enlarged photos of the scene of the accident, taken from
various angles. Referring to the images as needed with a
LASER POINTER The Project Manager gives his assessment of the
damages.
PROJECT MANAGER
..The damage to sector E will
require 3 months to be repaired,
at a cost of fifteen million
dollars.. But this is nothing by
comparison to the amount of money
that the corporation has sank into
the failed Cold Fusion project.
It will take a least two years to
both recoup the damages as well as
get the project back on track..
BOARD MEMBER 1
But by that time there's every
chance that we'll lose our lead in
the development of the Cold Fusion
Processor.. I understand that
Stark International is already at
work on their own processor..
NORMAN
..Stark is at least a year away
from perfecting their processor..
I know that mine is ready now. It
was only this setback-
BOARD MEMBER 2
-But there was this setback.
Norman- Many on the board felt you
were rushing the test.. And now
the company is in a major
financial bind because of it..
STROMM
..I don't want to throw any I-told-
you-sos into this, but I will go
on record as having said we were
putting too many of our eggs in
the Cold Fusion basket, gentlemen..
Norman stares across the conference table at Stromm, a cold,
quiet anger of betrayal in Norman's eyes.
STROMM
(continuing)
Not to toot my own horn, but it
was my idea to focus more of our
resources toward the development
of our robotics division..
NORMAN
(Snidely)
-Of which you're the director
Dr. Stromm..
STROMM
(Defensively)
Well, Norman- Let's look at the
facts.
Even on the limited budget from
which I have to work, we were key
in the development of the robotic
tentacles being used by Otto
Octavius in his Nuclear research
work..
Norman snorts at the mention of this.
NORMAN
..Octopus arms..
STROMM
..Those octopus arms have garnered
major notice by the defense
department! We're now developing
several proposals for the
government's use!
Norman is about to retort angrily when cut off-
BOARD MEMBER 2
-Please gentlemen! We know that
everyone here has nothing but the
best intentions in mind for the
company and our shareholders. And
let's not forget that Norman was
seriously injured during the
accident involving the Cold Fusion
processor..
BOARD MEMBER 1
Of course.. But be that as it
may.. Norman- as Chairman of the
board and President of Oscorp, we
need to see some pretty fancy
footwork on your part and in short
order.. Or we'll have to seriously
reconsider the direction in which
Oscorp is moving..
Sweat covers Norman's forehead. He nods gravely.
CUT TO:
INT. NORMAN OSBORN'S OFFICE - AFTERNOON
Norman sits at his desk. A harsh scowl on his face. Across
from him, a TV monitor runs a videotape of the COLD FUSION
TEST.
ON THE VIDEO, NORMAN, A PROUD SMILE ON HIS FACE ADDRESSES THE
CAMERA.
VIDEO NORMAN
Good afternoon. I'm Dr. Norman
Osborn.. We are here today for the
first test run of the Oscorp Cold
Fusion Processor. If successful,
the Processor will be a self-
replicating energy source, capable
of providing power to a small city
for up to 10 years for a fraction
of current cost and with minimal
maintenance..
BEHIND NORMAN IS THE LARGE COLD FUSION PROCESSOR PROTOTYPE.
THE CAMERA ROAMS AROUND AS NORMAN'S ASSISTANTS WORK IN
PREPARING THE PROTOTYPE FOR ITS TEST RUN.
THERE IS A JUMP CUT IN THE TAPE- AND WE SEE NORMAN NEAR THE
POWER GRID FOR THE PROTOTYPE.
NORMAN REFERS TO A SINGLE SWITCH.
VIDEO NORMAN
(continuing)
And now with a flip of this
switch, the future of energy
production begins..
NORMAN FLICKS THE SWITCH.
THE PROCESSOR BEGINS TO HUM AND GLOW.
THEN UNEXPECTEDLY VAPORS BEGIN TO RISE. THERE'S A HARSH
ENERGY SURGE.
VIDEO NORMAN
(continuing)
-Wait a- Um- there seems to be
something wrong- Jenson - clear
the area!
JENSON, ONE OF NORMAN'S ASSISTANTS DIRECTS THE OTHERS TO GET
OUT OF THERE QUICKLY.
NORMAN TURNS TOWARD THE PROCESSOR, AS IF HIS BEST WISHES CAN
CAUSE IT TO WORK PROPERLY.
THE PROCESSOR EXPLODES - THE VIDEOTAPE GOES DEAD.
Norman at his desk, lowers his head to the table, and pounds
it hard.
The quaking of the desk causes several items resting atop of
it to shake. One of which is a SMALL FIGURINE OF A MEDIEVAL
GOBLIN. It totters and falls.
Osborn notices it and picks it up, staring deeply at the
hideous grin that the figure displays.
As Norman looks at it, WE HEAR VERY LOW, BUT RISING,
GUTTURAL, INHUMAN GROWL that would appear to be coming from
the Goblin figure. But more likely, and frighteningly, it
seems to be a sign of something rising within Norman's own
psyche.
CUT TO:
INT. SUBWAY CAR - AFTERNOON
Peter, curled up in his seat like a ball rides the subway
aimlessly, trying to think of what to do with this abilities.
Looking around the near empty train, his eyes make contact
with a PASSENGER across from him. The Passenger is reading
a newspaper. The headline line reads: "ELECTRO" "ROBS
SECURITY EXCHANGE".
But this doesn't garner Peter's attention. On an ad page
Peter sees a block reading:
TONIGHT ONLY!!
AMATEUR WRESTLERS - TRY YOUR LUCK AGAINST A WRESTLING
CHAMPION!
WORLD WIDE WRESTLING CHAMP CRUSHER HOGAN TAKES ON ALL COMERS!
$1,000.00 CASH PRIZE FOR FIRST MAN TO LAST 3 MINUTES IN THE
RING!
A light bulb goes on in Peter's head. And a grin overtakes
his face.
DISSOLVE TO:
INT. PARKER DINING ROOM - EVENING
Aunt May and Uncle Ben are having dinner. May notices that
Ben is continually looking back and forth at the front door.
AUNT MAY
What's the matter, Hon?
Ben tries not to look overly concerned. He goes back to
eating.
UNCLE BEN
N-Nothing.. Just wondering when
Peter's coming home..
AUNT MAY
He's probably at the library.. Or
helping Dr. Warren.. You know..
UNCLE BEN
..I know.. It's just- well- He had
that flu bug or whatever it was
yesterday..
AUNT MAY
(Playfully)
Hey.. Don't go muscling in on my
territory.. I'm the full-time
worrier in this house.. Get a
hobby of your own..
Ben smiles at her, and continues eating along with her.
CU BEN. As he brings a forkful to his mouth, WE CAN SEE how
deeply worried he really is for Peter.
CUT TO:
INT. WRESTLING AUDITORIUM - EVENING
There is AN IMMENSE CROWD OF WRESTLING FANS cheering,
cursing, throwing popcorn in reaction to what's going on in
the center ring.
CRUSHER HOGAN, a massive steroid-charged engine of
destruction is in the midst of battling not one, not two, but
FOUR AMATEUR WRESTLERS at once. He tosses, punches and
chokes them, displaying for one and all his superiority in
the ring. And the audience loves every second of it.
Peter walks down the aisle of the arena. Despite his amazing
powers, he still feels a bit intimidated. He spots a VENDOR
selling merchandise. Peter stops him and buys a cheesy
wrestling mask from him. The Vendor, looking for his next
sale, barely gives the unimpressive Peter a first glance.
Peter continues toward the ring. A few feet away, he's
nearly hit by something, and moves quickly to get out of the
path. IT'S ONE OF THE WRESTLERS- He crashes onto the
auditorium floor and rolls in pain.
Peter looks up into the ring in awe.
Within the ring, two of the remaining wrestlers have a hold
on each of Hogan's arms, and the third is slamming punches
into Hogan's midsection. Hogan laughs this off, head-butting
the wrestler throwing the punches. He then follows by
tossing each of the wrestlers holding him across the ring.
The amateurs lay in a pile, knowing its best to remain there.
The audience cheers wildly, as Hogan stands in the middle of
the ring flexing his muscles.
The MC of the event steps into the ring declaring Hogan the
victor.
Crusher snatches the MC's microphone.
CRUSHER
(Roars)
-Ain't there nobody fit to wrassel
wit' me?
The crowd roars along with him.
From beneath the roar, a small voice can be only slightly
heard.
VOICE
-Um.. Excuse me...
Crusher, noticing something waves to the crowd to silence
them. They immediately comply.
VOICE
(continuing)
Eh- Excuse me?
Crusher stomps the edge of the ring and looks down at the
floor, and sees Peter, all of 150 pounds, head covered with
the goofy wrestling mask.
PETER
..Uh.. I- I'd like to try...
You could hear a feather hit the floor. Then, THE ENTIRE
AUDIENCE BURSTS INTO HYSTERICAL LAUGHTER, ALONG WITH CRUSHER.
Peter looks around, then jumps onto the edge of the ring.
Another jump and he's over the top rope and in the middle of
the ring.
MC
(To Audience)
Well you gotta hand to him folks-
the little fella's got guts..
CRUSHER
Not after I rip 'em out of him!
Crusher charges at Peter. Peter calmly leans back, meeting
Crusher's charge with his extended foot- WHICH SENDS CRUSHER
FLYING ACROSS THE RING, SLAMMING INTO THE ROPES.
The crowd is as stunned as Crusher.
Crusher rises and charges again, grabbing Peter in a bearhug-
Peter somersaults, freeing himself of Crusher's grip, and
landing, lifting Crusher WITH ONE HAND. He tosses Crusher,
sending him crashing onto the canvas.
Crusher, now visibly stunned, without getting up, spins his
body around trying to grab at Peter's legs. Peter
somersaults over the grab attempt, landing gracefully on the
ring's turn-buckle.
Crusher gets to his feet and quickly moves in. Peter
intercepts him with a hard punch to his face. Crusher's
knees buckle. But Peter grabs him at the shoulders to hold
him up. Slowly, Peter rises to stand on the top rope, easily
lifting and balancing Crusher's near-unconscious body over
his head as though Crusher were a trophy of Peter's victory.
The aghast spectators don't know what to make of this. But
then begin to cheer as wildly as they had for Crusher.
Peter effortlessly tosses Crusher back onto the canvas. This
time, Crusher realizes its best not to get up again.
CUT TO:
INT. MAY & BEN PARKER BEDROOM - NIGHT
May lies sleeping, with her head on Ben's shoulder. Ben
continues to worry about Peter. Trying not to disturb May,
he reaches for the clock on the night stand.
But the movement does wake May. Hazy and yawning she looks
up at Ben.
AUNT MAY
What time is it?
UNCLE BEN
..About 10:30..
AUNT MAY
When did Peter get in?
Ben doesn't answer, knowing the truth will upset her. But he
can't lie to her either, so his jaw just bunches up.
AUNT MAY
(continuing; Wide
awake and upset)
You mean he's not home yet?
Despite his own worry, Ben knows calming May takes priority.
UNCLE BEN
Calm down, honey.. He's a big guy
now.. He's about to graduate.. Who
knows, maybe he's met a girl..
AUNT MAY
Oh- and you thought that would
make me feel better.. One of those
little hotsies gets her claws into
Peter-
UNCLE BEN
-I think they call them hotties
May..
AUNT MAY
Whatever! With the partying.. The
pot smoking the-
UNCLE BEN
-Or maybe she's someone he wants
to wake-up next for the rest of
his life- Just like you.. You
know, we did a pretty good job
with that kid..
May considers Ben's words and smiles, placing her head back
on his shoulder, and wrapping her arms around his.
THERE'S A NOISE FROM DOWNSTAIRS, AS THAT OF FOOTSTEPS.
May and Ben look-up.
UNCLE BEN
(continuing)
There he is now..
Ben gets up and heads down to meet Peter.
CUT TO:
INT. WRESTLING MANAGER'S OFFICE - NIGHT
Peter, still wearing his wrestling mask, sits across from the
wrestling manager.
MANAGER
-Don't plan on revealing your
identity, huh?
Peter shakes his head.
PETER
Nope.
MANAGER
That's good.. We can play that up..
(Creating the marquee
with his hands)
"Where does he come from? Who is
he?" The mysterious.. Mysterious..
(Looks back at Peter
curiously)
What're you gonna call yourself?
Peter shrugs.
PETER
I'll come up with something..
MANAGER
Make it good.. And come up with a
flashy costume too.. You're gonna
make 5 grand a match to start
with..
PETER
5 grand?!
Peter smiles brightly beneath the mask.
PETER
(continuing)
That'll mean alot to my family..
CUT TO:
INT. PARKER HOME - CONTINUOUS
Ben descends the stairs in the darkened house.
UNCLE BEN
-Pete? You're gonna be in big
trouble when your Aunt May sees
you for not calling- So you'd
better eat your dinner now-
In the darkness of the living room, WE SEE what Ben can't.
That this is not Peter. It's the BURGLAR with the itchy
trigger finger from the previous night. Startled by Ben's
voice he leans back against the wall to stay out of sight-
And draws his gun.
Ben approaches the living room.
UNCLE BEN
(continuing)
-What- did you forget where the
lights are?
BEN FLICKS ON THE LIGHTS.
THERE'S A MUZZLE FLASH AND BOOM.
CUT TO:
EXT. STREET - NIGHT
Peter walks up the street, brimming with excitement.
But as he continues towards his house, Peter's expression
goes from happiness to one of dread as he becomes
INCREASINGLY BATHED IN THE RED FLICKERING LIGHTS OF POLICE
AND PARAMEDICS VEHICLES.
Soon his face reads out-and-out fear. His pace quickens until
he breaks into a run as he sees that THE VEHICLES ARE IN
FRONT OF HIS HOUSE.
Peter runs across the barriers toward the COPS stationed
outside the house.
PETER
What happened?!
COP
-On the other side of the barrier
please-
PETER
This is my house!
COP
Oh- sorry-
Peter and the Cop's eyes meet. In a very cruel coincidence,
both recognize each other from the night before.
COP
(continuing)
..There's been a shooting.. The
husband-
PETER
Uncle Ben!
Peter pushes past the cops as he sees that paramedics are
wheeling Ben out on a stretcher. Aunt May follows
frantically.
PETER
(continuing)
Aunt May!
He rushes into an embrace with her.
AUNT MAY
(Crying
uncontrollably)
Oh Peter-
The paramedics lift Uncle Ben into the ambulance. Ben's eyes
are open. His and Peter's eyes meet and fix on each other.
PARAMEDIC 1
(To May)
Please ma'am- we have to hurry-
May regretfully breaks from her embrace with Peter and climbs
into the ambulance. Peter tries to climb in as well.
The Paramedics bar his path.
PARAMEDIC 1
(continuing)
Sorry buddy- Emergency personnel
only-
AUNT MAY
Meet us at the hospital Peter-
The paramedics slam the doors shut and the ambulance pulls
away.
Peter watches as it draws further away, the flashing lights
running over his face, until the ambulance disappears around
the corner.
His head drops. He feels totally helpless. Angry tears fall
from his eyes, splashing on the ground.
The Cop walks over to Peter. Despite their initial clash, he
can't help but feel Peter's pain. He places his hand on
Peter's shoulder.
COP
..Don't worry kid, we're gonna get
him.. We've got a bunch of units
chasing him over by the Queens
Borough Bridge..
Peter looks up the Cop.
PETER
-You were right.. This is my
fault.. God's punishing me..
COP
Sometimes.. The most important
lessons we learn hurt us the most..
PETER
I have to do something..
COP
..Get to the hospital.. Support
your family.. There's nothing else
you can do..
Peter looks up. A fiery determination he's never known
before wells up in him.
CUT TO:
EXT. QUEENS BOROUGH BRIDGE AREA - NIGHT
A number of Police cars are parked within the industrial area
surrounding the bridge.
THERE'S AN ABANDONED CAR THAT HAS COLLIDED WITH A TELEPHONE
POLE.
Cops are spread out searching the area for The Burglar.
Captain Stacy leads the search.
HIGH ANGLE: WE SEE THE POLICE SEARCHING THE STREET FROM THE
ROOFTOP OF AN ABANDONED WAREHOUSE.
PULLBACK. It's the Burglar, watching as the police search
for him. He laughs to himself, certain that they'll never
find him.
WIDER HIGHER ANGLE: FROM THE LOWER GRID OF THE QUEENS BOROUGH
BRIDGE, PETER SURVEYS THE ENTIRE SCENE. HE SPOTS THE BURGLAR
MOVING ACROSS THE ROOFTOP.
He leaps and climbs his way down, landing on the roof.
Peter makes a final long distance leap, landing directly in
front of the Burglar- in a deep crouch. In the shadows,
Peter makes for a frightening sight.
The Burglar is terrified. His gun in hand- he opens fire at
Peter- But Peter moves with lightning speed, dodging every
shot.
CUT TO:
EXT. QUEENS BOROUGH BRIDGE AREA - CONTINUOUS
On the street, Captain Stacy and the other policemen react to
THE SOUND OF GUNFIRE. Stacy directs the cops to head in the
direction of the shots.
CUT TO:
EXT. WAREHOUSE ROOFTOP - CONTINUOUS
The frightened Burglar shakes at the startling vision before
him.
BURGLAR 1
You- You're that-that bug guy!
PETER
(His voice deep and
scary)
No.. I'm The Spider-Man.. And I'm
going to eat you alive-
The Burglar runs- firing wildly to keep Peter off of him,
entering the building and locking the rooftop door behind him.
Peter gets to the door, and finding it locked- HE TEARS IT
OFF ITS HINGES. Wary of an ambush, he cautiously makes his
way down the stairs.
INT. WAREHOUSE - CONTINUING
Peter makes his way through the darkened warehouse, made all
the more difficult by the wanton jetsam littering the floor
since the warehouse was abandoned.
Nearby, the Burglar lurks. The warehouse is one of his
gang's depots for hiding stolen goods. Thus he knows how to
make his way through it even in the dark.
He finds a hiding place, and gun at the ready, he awaits for
Peter to approach.
Searching, Peter sees an open area and figures this must be
where The Burglar has hidden himself. He moves in.
The Burglar sees Peter come into view, and has a very clean
head shot.
CUT TO:
EXT. WAREHOUSE/STREET - CONTINUOUS
Stacy and his men manage to break into the warehouse. They
storm inside.
CUT TO:
INT. WAREHOUSE - CONTINUING
Peter is in the direct line of fire- But as he steps A
SHOCKWAVE RUNS THROUGH HIS BODY, ALARMING HIM TO THE IMMINENT
DANGER. HIS SPIDER SENSE.
Without another thought, Peter leaps- Just as The Burglar
fires.
The Burglar runs. But before he gets far, A HAND CRASHES
THROUGH AN INTERIOR WINDOW ON THE WALL. Peter Yanks The
Burglar through the window as though he were weightless.
Peter tosses him across the room. The Burglar slams on the
ground hard. He opens fire again. But Peter runs along the
walls and finally the ceiling dodging the last of The
Burglar's bullets, and moving in fast.
Peter leaps and pounces on the helpless thug, slamming his
head into the floor. Then, lifting the Burglar, the light of
the street lamps illuminates The Burglar's face and Peter can
clearly see that this is one of the thieves that he had seen
from the previous night. Peter's anger at both himself, and
the killer overcome him. He slams a hard punch into The
Burglar- sending him flying across the room- AND OUT OF THE
WINDOW.
Peter's eyes bulge as he realizes what he's done. He runs to
the window, only to see to his horror The Burglar's broken
body sprawled out on the street below. Peter is paralyzed at
the sight. He only turns at the oncoming sound of the Police.
In a heartbeat, he's out the window and gone.
Captain Stacy runs to the window, to see to his dismay a
SHADOWY FIGURE scaling the building across the way.
CUT TO:
INT. HOSPITAL WAITING ROOM - NIGHT
Peter is led by a NURSE into the empty waiting room.
NURSE
..Your Uncle is in surgery..
Someone will come and get you when
you can see him..
PETER
-Where's my Aunt?
NURSE
She's in post-op.. I can't take
you there- they restrict the area
to Emergency personnel and spouses.
Peter nods. As the Nurse walks off he continues slowly into
the waiting room and slumps into a seat. His mind reeling,
he ponders what a nightmare this "gift" has turned out to be.
Aunt May, accompanied by a nurse enters the room. Peter
rushes to her.
AUNT MAY
..He's gone Peter.. He died on the
operating table..
She breaks down in Peter's arms.
AUNT MAY
(continuing)
When we were in the ambulance.. He
kept telling me to tell you.. -He
loved you- and for you to..
Remember..
Peter rests his head against hers as his tears fall.
CUT TO:
EXT. GRAVEYARD - MORNING
Rain pours down on the assembled mourners as Ben Parker is
laid to rest. Under an umbrella, Aunt May's head rests
against Peter's shoulder.
CUT TO:
INT. PARKER HOME - AFTERNOON
There is a gathering to remember Uncle Ben. May sits in the
living room, talking with her friend, ANNA WATSON.
Peter is over by the door, greeting the guests.
Captain Stacy enters. He and Peter shake hands.
CAPTAIN STACY
..I don't know if you remember me
Peter.. But your Uncle and I were
good friends...
Peter recognizes him.
PETER
-Of course- Captain Stacy.. It's
been awhile.. It's good to see
you..
CAPTAIN STACY
Do you know my daughter?-
From behind Captain Stacy- Gwen emerges. She and Peter are
both confounded to see each other. Captain Stacy takes
notice of their mutual recognition.
CAPTAIN STACY
(continuing; Smiling)
Well I guess you do..
He further notes that there is more than simple recognition
here.
CAPTAIN STACY
(continuing)
Well.. If you two will excuse me,
I'm going to say hello to your
Aunt, Peter..
Peter nods, and then turns back to Gwen.
GWEN
Peter.. I'm so sorry about your
Uncle..
PETER
Um.. Thank you..
GWEN
I- I didn't know this was your
family. I was wondering why you
hadn't been to school..
PETER
..Really?
GWEN
Well.. like you, hate you- nobody
can forget you..
Peter likes the sound of this.
PETER
I hope its like...
Gwen becomes a little shy.
GWEN
We'll see.
They share a gaze that hints at possibilities.
CUT TO:
INT. NORMAN OSBORN'S OFFICE - EVENING
Norman pours himself a drink. He turns to Mendel Stromm,
seated in front of Norman's desk offering one.
Stromm declines. Norman shrugs and completes his drink. He
sits back at his desk, clearly exhausted.
STROMM
The stress is getting to you
Norman.. I told you not to rush
back.. I'd have handled the
business until you were well.. You
may think that I don't care.. But
we've been friends since college..
NORMAN
I know Mendel.. But you heard
those buzzards.. I've got to save
The Cold Fusion project, not to
mention Oscorp..
STROMM
We're partners.. Nuclear physics
isn't really my line, but I've
been known to come up with a
bright idea or two in my time..
Stromm removes from his coat pocket and places on the table
what appears to be a toy. A ROUND BALL WITH A DOZEN RUBBER
SOFT EDGED SPIKES PROTRUDING FROM ITS CENTER. But after
Stromm releases it, IT BEGINS TO MOVE ON ITS OWN, LIKE A
THING ALIVE. TUMBLING END OVER END, TRAVELING ACROSS OSBORN'S
DESK AVOIDING OBJECTS AS THOUGH IT WERE A SENTIENT BEING.
Osborn smirks at the sight of the tiny robot, as though it
were no more than cute oddity.
But Stromm marvels at it like a proud parent watching his
baby takes its first steps.
Norman sips from his glass, throwing his head back, with
exasperation.
NORMAN
-The Cold Fusion processor was
meant to be a miracle of the 21st
century.. My offering for the
betterment of mankind. You know
the theory was my doctorate's
thesis..
STROMM
Yes, but I never understood it..
If the processor is meant to be so
inexpensive, where does all the up-
front money go?
NORMAN
The process needs to run for a
month before it begins to self-
replicate. During that month, on
a daily basis fresh radioactive
isotopes have to be replaced in
the processor's core. The
isotopes are extremely rare..
STROMM
And expensive..
Norman winks indicating Stromm's got it.
NORMAN
But after the processor is
working, it will make its own, and
we can use them for the production
of future processors.
STROMM
How hard are the isotopes to get?
NORMAN
-It takes about a year to produce
enough at a nuclear power plant
for us to start working again. In
the interest of positive thinking-
There is a single long shot for
us..
STROMM
Which is?
NORMAN
Hiroshima.. Nagasaki. There are
radioactive deposits in both
cities.. A residual gift from the
Atomic bomb.. If we could get to
them, we'd be in good shape..
STROMM
Then why aren't you on a plane to
Japan?
NORMAN
Well there's the rub.. The
Japanese government are not wont
to help an American company with
materials that exist as a result
of the deaths of 300,000 of their
people on our part. It'd be like
us selling the Pearl Harbor
memorial to Mitsubishi as beach
front property..
STROMM
So what are our options?
Norman lifts the ice-filled glass to his forehead to cool it.
NORMAN
I can do alot of drinking.. And
maybe come up with a way to re-
design the Cold Fusion Process..
Perhaps there's a way to replace
the isotopes with pig's crap..
Stromm studies Norman and shakes his head.
CUT TO:
INT. PARKER HOME - EVENING
Captain Stacy is now speaking with Peter and Gwen.
CAPTAIN STACY
..We're keeping at it Peter..
We're going to get the ones behind
your Uncle's death..
Peter is perturbed at the statement.
PETER
..But.. I thought the one that
killed my Uncle was-
CAPTAIN STACY
Killed himself? Well, yeah.. The
trigger man.. The report has the
guy, Richard Underwood, falling to
his death while trying to escape
police pursuit.. But I was there
that night and saw..
(Drifting)
Something..
Peter is uncomfortable, wondering just how much Captain Stacy
saw.
CAPTAIN STACY
(continuing)
It was dark.
(He shakes his head
and refocuses on
Peter)
But anyway.. Underwood was just
one of a gang of thieves that's
been hitting houses all over the
area.
Peter becomes concerned at the sound of this.
PETER
So then.. What happened to my
Uncle.. It could happen again?
CAPTAIN STACY
There's every chance.. The gang
works under a leader we only know
as "The Big Man"..
PETER
So getting to him would put an end
to all of this..
Stacy smiles at Peter's naiveté.
CAPTAIN STACY
Well, I wish it were that simple..
The Big Man may run this
particular group of thugs, but
there are so many others.. The
bosses like to go by clever code
names like Hammerhead- Right now
sitting at the head of the table
is a man named Silvio Manfredi..
But he goes by Silvermane..
DISSOLVE TO:
INT. SILVERMANE OFFICE - NIGHT
In the lavish office reflecting an "old world" taste,
SILVERMANE sits regally behind his desk as though it were a
throne.
In his seventies, the years of hard won mob wars have aged
him, but have also given him an evil wisdom that tells in his
calculated gaze. And the years have not put out the fire
which gives Silvermane the strength of will to rule over the
denizens of the underworld with an iron fist.
He is flanked by his 3 bodyguards and top lieutenant's. Known
as The Enforcers, they are:
BILL "THE OX" STARKEY, standing 6' 11", and weighing 350
pounds. A hulking monster who speaks little but hits very
hard.
"FANCY DAN" MCTEAGUE. The Ox's complete opposite. 5'
exactly, and slight in build. He is a karate expert, quick of
both hand and foot, but also mind and wit.
"MONTANA" WILKES. A Tall slim former cowboy, rustler and
armed robber, Montana has a unique skill in the use of a
lasso as a weapon. He's also a dead shot. His weapon of
choice is a .357 Colt Python.
Silvermane is on the phone.
SILVERMANE
..Of course.. it's been a long
time, but it's always good to hear
from a friend.. How's your
father? ...That's too bad.. Now
then. A man of my years has
little time to waste.. I take it
you have a request?
CROSS CUT:
INT. STROMM'S OFFICE - CONTINUOUS
The one on the other end of Silvermane's call is Stromm.
STROMM
Yes I do sir.. A business
proposal.. I know that you have
connections to gentlemen who work
around the legal circles such as
yourself.. My concern is
specifically in Japan.
CUT BACK AND FORTH BETWEEN SILVERMANE AND STROMM'S OFFICES.
SILVERMANE
..That's possible..
STROMM
There are certain materials
available in Japan that my company
has use for..
SILVERMANE
..And say I were able to get to
these materials.. What would this
mean for me?
STROMM
As you know, my company has
considerable assets..
In the corridor just outside of Stromm's office, Norman
Osborn is walking, on his way out of the office for the
evening. He sees a light from underneath Stromm's closed door.
SILVERMANE
..But I understand that this man
Osborn is the senior partner in
your company. What's his position
on this proposition?
STROMM
..Osborn isn't our concern.. He'll
soon be just a memory within these
walls.
Osborn, standing outside of Stromm's door overhears this.
The stress builds within him, and he nearly blacks out. He
thumps against the door, trying to support himself.
Inside the office, Stromm, hears the noise, and becomes
nervous.
STROMM
(continuing)
Don Manfredi- pardon me for a
moment-
Stromm places the phone down and hurries to the door.
Opening it he finds- No one. He looks down the hallway, and
sees a CLEANING LADY dragging a vacuum. He assumes this is
the source of the noise.
He goes back to his desk and picks up the phone.
STROMM
(continuing)
I apologize, sir..
SILVERMANE
..Not to worry, Mendel. In honor
of my friendship with your father-
I'd be happy to look further into
your proposal..
STROMM
Thank you Don Manfredi.. I'll
await your call..
He hangs up the phone. A satisfied grin across his face.
CUT TO:
INT. PARKER HOME - EVENING
The guests are leaving. Peter is seeing Gwen and Captain
Stacy, the last ones to leave, to the door.
PETER
..So, despite the best efforts of
the police, these men still are
free?
CAPTAIN STACY
..We make a dent.. And we'll keep
chopping away at them. But we
can't kid ourselves. These are
powerful men.
In his mind, Peter hears Uncle Ben's voice:
UNCLE BEN (V.O.)
But you have to remember all that
comes with power Peter.. With
great power comes great
responsibility..
PETER
..And what about the superheroes
roaming out there?
CAPTAIN STACY
Well, they pitch in when they can,
but I think most of those folks
are too concerned about Global
disasters and threats reaching out
from the abyss to worry about
street crime here..
Stacy smiles attempting to reassure Peter.
CAPTAIN STACY
(continuing)
Don't let this worry you Peter..
We're on the job..
PETER
Thank you Captain.. I'm glad to
hear it.
But in Peter's eyes WE SEE that he is worried.
Aunt May joins them at the door.
CAPTAIN STACY
(To May)
..You have a good night, May..
GWEN
Good night Mrs. Parker.. I'll see
you at school, Peter..
PETER
(Smiling at Gwen)
..Looking forward to it.
Captain Stacy and Gwen leave.
Peter closes the door.
Aunt May surveys the house and sighs sadly.
AUNT MAY
Well.. I'd better get to cleaning
up this place..
PETER
No, Aunt May... I'll take care of
it.. You go to bed..
AUNT MAY
(Smiling through her
sadness)
We can do it together..
They begin to move about the living room collecting the trash
and such.
AUNT MAY
(continuing)
I guess this can't compete with
the hours you and Ben would spend
in that basement workshop of his
building whatever contraption
you'd dream up..
She remembers Ben with a warm smile. And then she stops cold
and has to sit down. Peter drops what he's doing and goes to
her placing his arm around her shoulder.
AUNT MAY
(continuing)
-All we have now is each other,
Peter.. We have to hold on tight.
Peter does. But his eyes are focusing elsewhere. In his
mind, an idea is being born.
SLOWLY SUPER-IMPOSE AND FADE:
INT. UNCLE BEN'S WORKSHOP - DAY
The workshop is stocked with tons of items collected over
Ben's lifetime.
Peter stands next to a curious set-up. He has a tube
containing a chemical mixture mounted on an air pressure
pump. A small hose is attached to one the tube's open ends.
The other open end is covered in a mesh material.
Peter holds a triggering device in his hand. HE SQUEEZES THE
TRIGGER- FORCING AIR FROM THE PUMP THROUGH THE TUBE. A GLOB
OF THE THICK CHEMICAL IS PUSHED THROUGH THE TUBE AND SPLATS
AGAINST A TARGETING BOARD 6 FEET AWAY.
Peter looks at the glob of chemical and has a disappointed
expression on his face. He goes to the pump and adjusts the
controls.
JUMP CUT:
Peter fires the pump again. THIS TIME A STRINGY FRAYED NET
IS RELEASED, BUT IT DOES NOT TRAVEL BEYOND THE END OF THE
TUBE.
He goes to adjust the pump again.
JUMP CUT:
Peter fires the pump again. A THIN LINE OF ELASTIC "WEBBING"
REACHES THE TARGETING BOARD.
Peter smiles at the sight of this. He pulls at the center of
the strand, and it stretches like a rubber band and snaps
back. Despite his best effort, he can't cause the line to
snap. He smiles even more deeply.
CUT TO:
Peter sitting at the table welding.
Aunt May comes down the stairs.
AUNT MAY
What are you doing?
PETER
(Stops welding)
..Just a science project..
AUNT MAY
And why aren't you wearing the
goggles for your eyes?
Peter huffs with a smile and puts the goggles on.
AUNT MAY
(continuing)
I don't want you doing anything
where you might be hurt, Peter..
And I'm watching you like a hawk..
PETER
Don't worry, Aunt May.. I won't do
anything dangerous.. I promise..
May begrudgingly accepts Peter's promise and heads back up
the stairs.
Peter goes back to his work.
PETER (V.O.)
..I won't do anything dangerous..
SUPER-IMPOSE AND FADE TO:
INT. PETER PARKER'S BEDROOM - DAY
Peter sitting on his bed, sewing.
PETER
..But Spider-Man will..
PETER LIFTS THE MASK OF SPIDER-MAN. HIS FACE REFLECTS IN THE
PLASTIC LENSES THAT COVER THE EYES.
CUT TO:
INT. OSBORN MANSION - EVENING
Harry knocks on the door of Norman's study. He gets no
response. He knocks again, still no response. He's
bothered, but turns away.
Just then the door opens.
Norman stands, engulfed in shadow in the doorway.
NORMAN
(Cold)
What do you want?
HARRY
I'm going out with my friends.. I
just wanted to say goodbye..
NORMAN
-Goodbye..
He starts to close the door.
HARRY
-Dad- wait-
NORMAN
I'm busy Harry...
HARRY
Dad, you've been busy since you
came back from the hospital.. I
was worried about you the whole
time you were there. And now that
you've come home, you don't have
any time for me? Do I have to
schedule an appointment to see my
own father?
Norman is touched by Harry's words. He steps out of the
doorway and puts his arm around Harry.
NORMAN
I'm sorry son. Things have been
really bad since the accident..
There are so few people around me
that I can trust..
HARRY
You know you can trust me Dad..
Anything I can do to help you, I'd
be happy to-
NORMAN
(Cuts him off,
suddenly,
inexplicably angry.)
Of course Harry- I'm sure there
are lots of things you could do to
help me..
But at this moment, I can't quite
see how C average grades and
getting drunk and partying will
work to stave off the sharks
circling Oscorp.. But if I do-
I'll let you know-
Norman storms back into his den and slams the door.
Harry, wounded by this struggles to make his legs work as he
walks off.
CUT TO:
EXT. OSBORN MANSION - EVENING
Flash Thompson and a few others are waiting for Harry in
Flash's car.
Harry climbs in. Try as he may, he can't quite recover from
the emotional barrage his father just launched on him.
FLASH
What's up Osborn?
HARRY
..It's my Dad- he..
FLASH
Old man diggin' into you?
Harry nods.
FLASH
(continuing)
-I've come to realize that's their
job, man..
HARRY
..How do you deal with it?
Flash looks at him curiously.
FLASH
-The two B's- beer and babes.. An'
we better get to 'em- Cause the
longer we wait, the beer gets hot
and the babes get cold, and that's
just the opposite of what they
oughtta be..
Harry resigns himself that this is as deep a conversation as
he's going to have with Flash. He nods and forces a smile.
They pull off.
CUT TO:
INT. NORMAN OSBORN'S DEN - CONTINUOUS
Norman, mind in a whirl because of the opposing forces that
are clashing within him is nearly staggering. He pours
himself a drink.
THE GUTTURAL MOAN WE HAD HEARD BEFORE IS EVEN MORE EVIDENT
NOW.
Dizzy, Norman makes his way over to the mirror and looks at
himself. But he sees something strange.
SLOWLY- NORMAN'S FACE IN THE MIRROR MORPHS INTO THAT OF THE
GOBLIN. GRINNING, EVIL.
Startled by the hallucination, Norman stumbles backward,
dropping his glass. He falls against his desk trying to find
support. As he strikes the desk, a number of items are
knocked over.
Norman, getting his bearings again, starts to pick up the
fallen objects.
One of them is another statue of The Green Goblin. It's head
is shattered. But this does nothing to quell the hideous
evil grin which looks up at Norman. Norman feels his own
face, just to be certain that he isn't actually transforming
into this creature.
Satisfied that he isn't, he breathes hard. He stands and
walks to his book shelf- and hitting a button, THE SHELF
SLIDES OPEN REVEALING A HIDDEN VAULT.
Norman enters the vault.
INT. SECRET VAULT - CONTINUING
Norman enters a corridor within the seemingly endless vault.
He removes a rolled-up series of schematics, placed on a
shelf. The schematics represent some type of weapon system
and battle suit. Osborn studies the designs.
CUT TO:
INT. MIDTOWN HIGH CORRIDOR - MORNING
Peter walks the halls, still a bit distant because of all the
recent events. He spots Gwen walking and, though hesitant by
reflex, fights past it and walks over to her.
PETER
Hey Gwen..
Gwen looks up at him and smiles.
GWEN
Hi!.. Welcome back.. How's your
Aunt?
PETER
..Okay- you know.. She's dealing
with things in her own way..
They start walking.
GWEN
..And you?
PETER
..Dealing with it.. In my own way..
Gwen nods.
PETER
(continuing)
..So- Before all this happened..
I was really surprised to see you
at the Genetics exhibition at ESU..
GWEN
I don't why.. I've always been
interested in science.. Chemistry
mostly.. I'm going to major in it
in college..
PETER
Seriously?
GWEN
Yeah.. My Dad's work as a police
man got me fascinated with
forensic science.. I might pursue
that as-
Before she can finish, she notices that she and Peter's path
is barred by Flash and his boys.
FLASH
Parker! Nice to see you got the
balls to come back and take your
beating like man..
Peter sighs, remembering his last encounter with Flash. He
looks around, uncertain as to how to deal with Flash without
revealing his powers.
Flash moves in, his fist cocked- Peter braces himself- But
before he can move- Gwen thrusts her palm into Flash's chest
halting his forward movement. She then slides her leg behind
Flash's And shoves- Putting Flash on his ass. Hard.
The gathered students again burst into laughter.
GWEN
(Angry)
I hope landing on your brain
didn't jumble it so much that you
can't understand this Flash-
There's more going on in the world
than you and your ego- Now stop
being an ASS- Or next time you
might not get off so easy..
Flash is so stunned he doesn't know what to say. He raises
his hands in surrender. Gwen smiles at Peter and continues
walking. Peter follows.
PETER
Hey- How did you-
GWEN
My Dad's taught me self-defense
since I was a little kid.. I've
gotta get to class, but let me
know if you ever want some
pointers..
Gwen walks off.
Peter wants to call to her-
HARRY
Hey Parker..
Peter turns to Harry.
HARRY
(continuing)
I heard about your Uncle.. I'm
really sorry, man..
He extends his hand. He and Peter shake.
PETER
Thanks... Harry..
Peter still wants to catch up to Gwen.
HARRY
..I know it's not the same.. But
I almost lost my old man a little
over a month ago.
PETER
Yeah.. The accident at his plant..
I read about it. I've been
following his research for years
now. I'm glad that he pulled
through..
HARRY
..You and your Uncle were pretty
close, huh?
Peter nods.
HARRY
(continuing)
It used to be that way with me and
my Dad..
PETER
Used to be?
HARRY
Things have changed since the
accident..
Harry thinks deep.
HARRY
(continuing)
..But hey- I guess you need to get
going..
Peter looks in the direction that