03x04 - Chapter IV: Enter the Green Goblin

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This is crazy, Osborn.

We've already been at
this 18 hours straight.

We'll go another


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 expl*si*n
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 t*rture 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 expl*si*n!

The same expl*si*n
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.