05x01 - The Wedding

[bunniefuu]

I wonder what Aunt May has in mind
for a wedding gift that brings us here.

She can't afford
to give me money.

I'm just going to have
to refuse her gently.

Open it, Peter.

No. Aunt May, I can't take these.

They're yours and uncle
Ben's wedding rings.

Giving you these heirlooms

is my way of saying that
I want you and Mary Jane

to be as happy with each other

as I was with Ben Parker.

Aunt May, I...

[ expl*si*n ]

Oh, no!

Aunt May, stay in here
while I see what's going on.

No. Peter, come back!

Turn over the cash... all of it!

Freeze!

Melt!
[ Laughing ]

Whoa!

[ Grunts ]

Sorry, Scorpion.

You've exceeded your
daily withdrawal limit.

You again. Why do you always
show up no matter where I go?

Hey, I'm a superhero, remember?

Stay out of there!

No way.

Well...

[ Groaning ]

What are we hiding here?

Keep away from me
you hideous man.

Put me down.
Put me down!

Nice rings.

They'll look real good on my Sarah's
hand when we get married.

Please. Don't take my rings!

Finders keepers.

Not so fast.

You almost got me

but you wouldn't hurt an
old lady now, would you?

No!

Didn't think so, bug head.
Adios.

[ Aunt May screaming ]

Aunt May!

Spider-Man's gone.

You've been pretty
good insurance, lady.

You'll need insurance if you don't
give me back those rings!

Hey, I like a lady with spunk.

I don't want to rile him or
he may drop Aunt May.

Hey, you gargantuan
green goofball.

Only a sissy would hide
behind a defenseless woman.

I couldn't agree more.

If she wasn't busy,

you'd probably send your own
mother to fight your battles.

That does it!

Good. He's let go of Aunt May.

Calling me names is one thing,

but nobody talks trash
about my mother!

What's happening?

My suit's going crazy.

Scorpion, come back!

Aunt May!

You stay away from me!
Stay away!

She's more afraid of me
than she was of the Scorpion.

She's fainted, but she's okay.

But at least we got these back.

[ Moaning ]

Oh, Aunt May.

Thank goodness you're okay.

I think these will
be safer with you.

I wonder what else is going
to get thrown in my way.

[ Groaning ]

I, I see my father coming back.

He's gonna make
everything all right again

but then Spider-Man attacks...

Ah, and no matter
what my father does

he can't get away from him.

Oh, Spider-Man destroys him!

Spider-Man's after...
after Mary Jane too.

He wants to take
her away from me

and he does it but not as
himself, as Peter Parker.

[ Evil laughter ]

Dr. Kafka, these dreams
of mine seemed so real.

I really began to think
Peter was Spider-Man.

In dreams, your subconscious
colors reality

trying to make sense out of
things that can't be explained.

Things like why your
father would be involved

in the development of
the Hobgoblin devices.

Or why the woman you loved

ended up with your
best friend Peter.

Or what part Spider-Man played
in both their disappearances?

Exactly, Harry.

[ Gasps ]

But your father isn't
the Green Goblin

and Peter Parker is
definitely not Spider-Man.

All your life, you've struggled
with loneliness and abandonment.

Now those emotions have twisted
themselves into acute paranoia.

You see betrayal at every turn.

Here at Ravencroft,

we'll try to help you
cope with that paranoia.

But the dreams...

...are they ever going to stop?

Yes, when you discover
that you are loved

by somebody, by your friends...

I-I don't have any friends.

Of course, you do, Harry.

You just don't realize it.

Osborn, you've got visitors.

I do?

I'm glad you're with me, Liz.

I'm happy to do it.

I worry about Harry a lot myself.

Do I detect something more
here than just friendship?

It's just that he seems so alone.

So vulnerable.

I guess I've always had a soft
spot in my heart for strays.

- Liz, it's good to see you again.
- Hi, Harry.

Um, I've got a special visitor.

Hello, Harry.

What are you doing here?

I have some news.

I wanted you to hear
it from me first.

What is it?

Peter and I are getting married.

Harry, I didn't want to hurt you

but I thought it
would be unsettling

if it came from someone else.

I understand, and I hope
you'll both be very happy.

I-I'd better go now.

Dr. Kafka says I should
have plenty of rest

and I need to be... alone.

So... very... alone.

You all right, Harry?

I'm fine, Liz, really.

Well, I'll see you
again soon... Harry.

I shouldn't have come here.

If he had found out some other
way it would have been worse.

At least you're gonna be
around to comfort him, Liz.

Heaven knows he needs
somebody right now.

- Harry...
- You?

Why have you been
shutting me out?

I was once your father.

It wouldn't do to cut
me out of your life.

I didn't want you in my head.

I didn't need you...

...until now.

Now I need you.

I don't get it.

Wilson Fisk, Spider-Man's
enemy wants to see me?

Ah, Mr. Parker.

How good of you to join me.

No spider sense, no danger.

I read about your impending
marriage to Miss Watson,

- and frankly, I can't let you do it.
- What?

That is why I have
taken the liberty

of arranging the details myself.

Why would you do that for me?

You forget that you
once saved my life.

People expect no
less from Wilson Fisk

and besides,
it is good publicity

for a newspaper that
I have just acquired...

the Daily Beacon.

Smile.

I've been scooped
by the competition.

I don't believe it.

Parker, how could
you do this to me?

I'm sure Peter didn't know Fisk
had bought a rival newspaper.

No. I swear I...

It's bad enough Fisk thinks he can
beat me at my own newspaper game

but to out-scoop me
using my own employees?

I don't think so.

I wanna give Parker a wedding

that'll make that Princess Di
thing look like a clambake.

You do?

Yes. Nothing personal,
but between Fisk and me

this wedding business is w*r.

Oh, fine.

And don't worry
about paying me back.

You can work it off over
the next decade or two.

Huh? But...

Lori, get me that snake-
in-the-grass, Wilson Fisk.

Parker, haven't you
got work to do?

J. Jonah Jameson.

My new business rival.

What can I do for you?

Fisk!

Peter Parker's like a son to me.

I've been planning
his wedding for weeks.

It was going to be a surprise.

I've already hired the
top florist in Manhattan.

I'm having roses
imported from Ecuador

on my private jet.

Unbelievable.

What about the cake?

I know the top pastry
chef in Queens.

And I know the queen's
top pastry chef.

[ Crickets chirping ]

[ Grunting and groaning ]

[ Gleeful laughing ]

You've forgotten, boy,

that you've got the power
of the Green Goblin!

Osborn! What's going on in here?

[ Grunts ]

[ Green Goblin laughing ]

Well done, my son.

[ Laughing ]

You're free.

Thanks to you.

You must teach me again
how to be the Green Goblin.

Oh, I have big plans for you.

But first, you must forge
another important partnership.

This partnership will be of great
benefit to us all, Mr. Smythe.

My employer, Silvermane,

only makes alliances
to become stronger.

I will retain ownership
of the company

but Silvermane will control
the daily operations.

Very good, but it does
come as rather a shock

that you are the Green Goblin.

Well, it was no less
shocking for me to learn

of Silvermane's battle
against Wilson Fisk,

the criminal known
as the Kingpin.

How did you find out?

I was told by the same third
party who brought us together.

He wishes to remain anonymous.

No matter.

With Oscorp's manufacturing
capabilities and my technology

Silvermane now has
the extra muscle

he needs to take on the Kingpin.

And speaking of muscle,

Scorpion, is your suit
functioning properly?

You fixed it real
good, Mr. Smythe.

Meet my new assistant.

I thought he would
prove useful to me.

He can be point man

for this army of robots you
are going to build for me.

Can you begin right away?

As promised.

But why such force so quickly?

Like Silvermane, I too
have a powerful enemy

and I won't stop until he's
reduced to a whimpering heap.

Finished.

I call it the goblin robo-warrior.

I'm not interested in your dramatic
flare for names, Smythe.

Can it do the job?

Please observe.

What one can't do, many can.

[ Cackling ]

Excellent. Excellent!

I really want to thank you for
being my best man, Robbie.

I always thought
Harry would do this, but

with him ill and now missing...

I understand, Peter.

You've got the rings, don't you?

I do, unless they jumped out since
you asked me two minutes ago.

Come on, Debra.
I want to get a seat up front.

- Flash. Flash!
- Huh? What?

Felicia Hardy.

How are you, Flash?

You look great.

Where have you been?

In Europe overseeing
my mother's business.

Hey, look.

Huh.
Now that's what I call style.

Indeed.

Hmph!

Smythe, this army of
robots is excellent.

They're all programmed to
obey your every command.

Then my first command is

"let's go attend a wedding."

A wedding?

Follow me!

[ Classical music playing ]

We are gathered here today

to unite these two in the
bonds of holy matrimony.

If there is anyone who
objects to this union,

let them speak now or
forever hold their peace.

Please, not now!

[ Screaming ]
- I object to this marriage!

[ Cackling ]

She's going to marry me.

Mary Jane!

It'll be a private ceremony.

Attendants!

There's nothing I can
do as Peter Parker.

I got to get into the costume.

Come on, Aunt May.
Let's get you to safety.

Let's scram.

Felicia!

Where are you?

This is an outrage!

Better an outrage
than an obituary.

Let's beat it!

[ People screaming ]

Yeah, this is more like it.

Nice and quiet.

Just right for a wedding.

Hey, tin head.

- Spider.
- Cat!

Looks like I got
here just in time.

I didn't know you were on
the guest list, Spider-Man.

- Let's get on with it.
- Please!

Mary Jane, I'll show you that
I'm the one you really want.

I know who I want, Harry,
and it's not you!

Marry me now, MJ or I'll blast
us all to smithereens!

No! Not now!

Get up, you buffoon!

Landon?

That last megaslayer that Smythe
made before he left my employ.

Activate it immediately.

Hurry.

Stupid wallcrawler!
You ruined everything!

Stay put, blast you!

[ Grunting ]

- Fisk!
- I'll rip his transistors out.

A bad idea, young lady.

You see, I'm here to help you.

These robots are obviously
the work of Alistair Smythe.

If he and Silvermane
are allied with Osborn,

it poses a serious threat
to my business.

I cannot let them succeed.

That's enough out of you, big boy.

Gargan! Your corrosives have
no effect on this robot.

Oh, what about this?

You figure it out!

Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey...

I broke him? A pity.

I was just beginning
to have fun.

[ Sputtering ]

Get up!

Now, let's get married, blast it.

Begin the ceremony!

Uh, uh, d-dearly...

[ Rumbling ]

Get on with it!

Do you take Mary Jane Watson
to be your wedded wife?

I do!

Do you take this... man

to be your wedded husband.

She does!

I don't have time for this.

I've got to get inside!

Hurry, spider.

The coast is clear for
you to get inside now.

And, spider?

It was nice working
with you again.

Get on with it!

Then I now pronounce you...

Let them go, Harry.

Never!

Stay back or I'll blow
this place sky high.

Harry, if you love Mary Jane,
you must let her go.

Oh, really?

Suppose I rather destroy her

than see her in the arms
of my arch enemy.

Harry, you think you know
who your enemies are

but aren't you forgetting
who your friends are?

Liz?

Deep down, you must know that you
and Mary Jane aren't meant to be.

She loves Peter,

but that doesn't mean that she
won't always be your friend.

No! You're confusing me.

The Green Goblin
is my only friend.

You're wrong, Harry.
I'm your friend.

And... I was hoping that someday

we'd be more than friends.

I love you, Harry.

- Y-you love me?
- Yes.

But if we're to have
a future together

then it has to begin now.

Someone... loves me. Ah...

Take me back to Ravencroft, Liz.

I... I-I'm not well, you know

and I hate weddings anyway.

[ Chuckling ]

What?!

[ Clattering ]

It was so nice to partner
with you, my dear.

If ever you need a job...

Can it, Fisk.

Next time,
I'm going to do a job...

...on you.

I just can't believe
it ended this way.

Yeah. I guess you probably
like to go home.

No way!

I'm late enough for
my wedding as it is.

Are you all right?

Um, yes, I am.

Uh, Spider-Man...

could you go get Peter for
me so we can get married...

...finally?

The ring, please.

Oh, Peter!

It's so beautiful!

I'll skip the "for
better or worse" part

since we've been
through that already.

So I now pronounce
you husband and wife.

[ Cheering ]

Congratulations, Parker.

Here's a little
something for you.

What's this? Car keys?

My boy, it's a wedding gift
Wilson Fisk didn't think of.

Oh, Mr. Jameson!

That's so generous of you.

Yeah. I don't know what to say.

No need to thank me now, Parker.

Your coach awaits.

Well, you're right about
one thing, Mr. Jameson.

Wilson Fisk would never have
thought of giving us a gift like this.

Think nothing of it, my boy.

[ Engine rattling ]

No! It can't end this way.

You can't leave me
alone like this.

Harry, where are you?

Harry?!

Harry!