02x04 - Shear Strength

[bunniefuu]

Welcome to your lair,

Master Planner.

Thank you,

Tinkerer.

I still don't

get it, Doc.

Why didn't you

break out with

Kraven and me?

Ah, Electro.

Always so charmingly

uncomplicated.

When building

a secret empire

of super-criminals,

the safety

and obscurity

of a hospital bed

has its advantages.

Beats prison.

Indeed.

Spider-Man searches

for the Master Planner,

leaving Octavius

free to

[CHUCKLES] Plan.

And I assume,

since you sent

my arms to retrieve me,

we are finally

ready to begin?

Yes, all that remains

is calibration

and testing.

NORMAN: Peter, so glad

you could make it.

Well, you're

a hard mentor to say

no to, Mr. Osborn.

Besides, what teenager

doesn't like a little

epic destruction

now and then?

Once this old

tenement comes down,

we'll repurpose

the property

for a sparkling,

new OsCorp

R and D Tower.

Peter, this is Morris Bench,

our demolitions expert. [BEEPING]

Nice set-up.

Wireless?

Completely.

When we're clear,

I remote activate

the countdown,

and cascading

detonations bring

the building down

in its

own footprint.

[CLEARS THROAT]

Excuse me, sir,

a word.

It's about Toomes.

We've had no luck

Peter,

go get a good seat

for the implosion.

I'll join you shortly. Uh, sure.

Your operatives have

scoured the city. but

the Vulture is still

[RAPID BEEPING]No, no, no, no,

no, no, no!

Countdown's

activated!

Thirty seconds

to implosion!

Shut it down.[ALARM BEEPING]

I'm trying, but

I'm locked out!

We'll never get

clear in time!

Yeesh, who invited

Debbie Downer?

Comfy? Wait! What about

Peter Parker?

SPIDER-MAN:

Aw, he does care.

Already safe.

Your turn.

[SCREAMING]

[ALL GRUNT]

[BEEPING] And I am outta here.

Livin' on the edge

Fighting crime

Spinning webs

Swingin' from

the highest ledge

He could leap

above our heads

Villains on the rise

And the city's victimized

Looking up with no surprise

Arriving

in the speed of time

Spectacular

Spectacular Spider-Man

Spectacular

Spectacular Spider-Man

Spectacular

Spectacular

Spectacular Spider-Man

Spectacular

Spectacular Spider-Man

[RUMBLING]

Uh [LAUGHS] Ta-da!

MASTER PLANNER:

Well, we tried, Adrian.

Osborn's time

will come.

As will

Spider-Man's.

Still, you must be

pleased with

the initial test.

Quite.

Just as my

neurotransmitter chip

allows me to control my arms,

I was able to activate

the detonation countdown

with a thought.

I didn't like

the power fluctuations.

I want more

in reserve.

Working on it.

MASTER PLANNER:

A minor problem, Phineas.

You and Adrian have

done a commendable job

assembling the technology

Mysterio stole for us.

The brainwork

was all yours, Otto.

Brainwork, indeed.

My brain now

has a working

wireless connection

with nearly every

computer in the city.

But, of course,

that's only

the beginning.

In less than 24 hours,

the entire world

will be at my mercy.

Just imagine

the possibilities.

You two doing

anything tonight

for New Year's Eve?

What, like,

together?

We hadn't planned

Together. Separate.

Planned. Not planned.

You could head

to Times Square

and see the ball drop.

Well, now that

you mention it

Get me another muffin!

Chocolate!

Sure, Flash.

[SIGHS] Coming soon

to a theater near you,

How I Milked My Injury,

starring Flash Thompson.

WOMAN: One-seventeen!

Oh, That's us.

Nice try, Miss Subtle.

But it's hopeless.

He's into Liz, not me.

He's just

a little confused.

Hi, Petey. Hey, Liz.

Okay, a lot confused.

But it looks like

Flash and Liz are

getting back together, so

So, I get to be

runner-up.

No! [SIGHS]

I wasn't supposed

to say anything,

but his aunt told my aunt

you're all

he thinks about.

That is, when he

actually does think.

Uh, this isn't my order.[COMPUTER BEEPS]

Oh, sorry, sorry!

Computer's

glitching big-time!

The chip

in this thing's

whacked, too!

[GASPS]

[GRUNTS] I'm sorry.

But I just need to ask

everyone to leave.

Target's exiting

the coffee shop.

So thoughtful

of you to have GPS

in your cellphone.

Now all that remains

is to isolate you.

For my boys.

[BEEPS]

[WHIRRING]

[BEEPING]

WOMAN ON RADIO: All units,

Armed Robbery in progress.

See Surplus Store.

Corner of People's Drive

and 124th Street.

Dispatch, confirm.

But, you want Midtown units

all the way up at 124th?

WOMAN: That's what

my screen says.

[SIREN BLARES]

And now, cue the chaos.

[TIRES SCREECH] [CRASHES]

[SKIDDING]

[CRASHES]

Is anyone hurt? I can't tell yet.

Move, nerdette.

[ELECTRICAL WHIR] [GASPS]

No.

Package delivered. Go.

[HONKING]

Vulture's long gone.

But there's Electro's van.

[SIGHS] If I didn't

need him to lead me

to Gwen.

[LAUGHS]

Nothing but greens.

Thanks, Doc!

MASTER PLANNER:

I'm afraid you're

not home free yet.

The cursed arachnid

is on your tail.

Not a problem.

We'll ditch him.

Eat lightning,

Spider-Man!

So much for

quietly following them

to Vulture's nest.

[GASPS] Where'd he go?

[TIRES SCREECH]

Master Planner?

Our guest has arrived.

And she's kindly

lent us her phone.

[GROANS]

[RINGING]

Hey, Gwen. MASTER PLANNER: [DISTORTED]

No, not Gwen, Captain Stacy.

It seems you need

help keeping track

of your daughter.

Teenagers can be

such a bother.

Who is this?

How did you

get Gwen's phone?

Oh, call me

Master Planner.

As for the phone

MASTER PLANNER:

Why, from Miss Stacy,

of course.

GEORGE: Gwen?

Where is she?

[GROANS] Dad?

[GASPS]

[STAMMERS] Dad!

Dad, Dad, Dad, help me!

I'm, I'm

That's quite

enough, I think.

Gwen? Gwen!

Put her back on!

MASTER PLANNER:

Don't bother

checking her GPS

on your computer,

it's disabled.

And don't call for help.

Trust me, I'll know.

Listen, creep,

if you touch her, I'll

Let's dispense

with the ugly what ifs

and get to

the business at hand.

[GROANS]

What do you want?

[SLURPS]

The Global Portal Codes

stored at Homeland Security's

New York HQ.

Forget it. Those codes

would give you access

to every government

computer in the U.S.

Maybe

The world, yes.

And you will

provide them.

Look, it's impossible.

I attend briefings at HomeSec,

but I don't have

clearance for the codes.

I couldn't get them

if I wanted to.

Oh, I think you could,

with a little help

and the proper

motivation.

Vulture's gone.

Electro's gone.

But you'll tell me

where to find the girl.

Or else what,

boy scout?

We both know the hero

won't do anything rash.

He called my bluff.

So I'll have

to bluff better.

[SCREAMS]

[GASPS]

See! See!

I knew you wouldn't

really let me fall!

[SCREAMS]

[PANTING]

That's strike two.

Care to try for Okay, okay! I'll talk!

MASTER PLANNER

[ON EARPIECE]:

Nice and easy, Captain.

ELECTRO: Why do you

need this guy, Doc?

With your brain,

you can hack in anyplace.

MASTER PLANNER:

I appreciate

the vote of confidence,

but the codes are

kept in an isolated system.

I've no means of

access without his help.

Excellent, Captain.

Your daughter's

halfway home.

The secret entrance to

the Master Planner's lair.

But since there's

no way I'm getting

in the front door

[SHUDDERS]

I so need to invest in

a spider-themed wetsuit.

[GRUNTS]

[PANTING]

I'm somewhat occupied

at the moment.

I'm on it.

By now, Captain,

you'll have reached

their monitor room.

Agent Wade.

Agent Briggs.

Uh, monitor duty?

Drew the short straw, huh?

And yeah.

Dullest detail

on the FBI.

[BOTH GASP]

Let's find out

just how secure

the Homeland is?

[LAUGHS]

I'll call it in! This is a federal

facility, Stacy.

We'll handle this.

Wade, go.

All security personnel.

Facility under

external attack.

MASTER PLANNER:

External attack, indeed.

Squad One to the roof.

Squad Two, the street. Move.

[BEEPING]

Nice downloading,

Captain.

That virus has

given me access to

all HomeSec systems,

except the proprietary

mainframe containing

the portal codes.

But I've increased

your security clearance.

You may proceed.

Look, Stacy. Maybe

I picked the wrong time

to get territorial

Spider-Man!Don't worry,

Girlie.

I'll have you

out soon.

You're finished,

web-freak.

Look out!No! Let go

of the bars!

[GRUNTS]

No!

MASTER PLANNER:

Electro, take this

conflict elsewhere.

Uh, sure thing, MP.

So the Master Planner doesn't

want all this tech damaged.

Whoa, Max,

don't tell me

you're scared

of a second rate schemer

with a funny voice?

First, I'm not

scared a nothin'!

Second, Master Planner

ain't second rate nothin'!

And third, don't call me Max

or I'll fry you into nothin'!

MASTER PLANNER:

Electro, stand down!

SECURITY DEVICE:

Retinal Scan recognizes

Stacy-comma-George.

Clearance confirmed.

[GRUNTS]

Max, Maxie,

Maximilian, Maximum.

Shut up! Shut up!

Shut up!

Uh-oh [GRUNTS]

That's for zapping

Gwen. Twice.

MASTER PLANNER:

Nice uploading, Captain.

Now insert that drive

into any other computer.

I'll have my codes.

You'll get your daughter.

I want to

talk to Gwen.

This is no time

to test me, Captain.

[CREAKING]

[RUMBLING]

Stow the threats.

I'm not doing anything more

until I know she's okay.

Miss Stacy's

resting at the

I talk to her,

or you get nothing!

Fine!

Great. Even the walls

have arms.

But at least one

mystery's solved.

Hey, Master Planner,

some secret identity

advice from an expert.

Don't sign your work,

Doctor Octopus!

MASTER PLANNER: Yes,

Spider-Man, it's spectacularly

clever of you

to have guessed the truth

after I revealed it.

Yo, if you're gonna dance

with my date, then I'm totally

dancing with yours.

Bingo.

[BUZZING] [CRACKLING]

[GRUNTS]

Okay, that was

almost worth it.

If you want something

done right

[GROANS]

[GRUNTS]

[GROANING]

I thought

the arms race was over.

Oh, I've still

got a few up my sleeves.

[GRUNTS]

[WHIRS]

Ahhh!

[ZAPPING]

[YELLS]

[BEEPING]

[ACCELERATED WHIRRING]

[GASPS] Without server

to route signals [SHUDDERS]

It's too much!

Too much!

Must Destroy

Connection.

[GRUNTS]

[ZAPPING]

Congratulations,

arachnid.

My lair,

my master plan,

all ruined.

Thanks, I specialize

in foiling.

Only one option remains.

[ALARM BLARING]

Farewell, Spider-Man.

Enjoy your tomb.

[SCREECHING]

[GRUNTS]

[CREAKING]

[STRAINING]

Can't Budge It.

So cold.

Muscles stiff.

Numb.

This is it.

You fought the good fight.

[PANTS]

Did my best.

Even foiled Doc's plan.

No one could ask

anything more of me.

[GWEN GROANING]

What am I doing?

I can't give up.

Not with Gwen

depending on me!

[GRUNTING]

[SCREAMS]

[GASPS]

[GASPS]

[GASPS] It's cold! It'll get colder

if we don't get outta here.

Hold on.

What about him?

[GROANS]

So gonna hurt me

more than it hurts you.

Called that right.

Don't touch him.

He's still juiced.

[BUZZES]

MASTER PLANNER:

Abort mission.

Understood.

Planner?

Planner, are you there?

[PHONE RINGS]

Listen, Planner GWEN: Dad, it's me.

Gwen? I'm okay, Daddy.

Spider-Man saved me.

Are you I'm fine honey.

Just fine. Now.

[UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING]

AUNT MAY:

One minute to midnight!

I'm going to

try her again.

[GRUNTS]

[LAUGHS] I'm sure

Gwen appreciates

your perseverance.

[DIALING]

GEORGE: Hello?

Uh, hi, Captain Stacy.

It's Pete again.

Peter Parker?

Yeah, I know who you are,

Pete, but I've told you.

Gwen's been

through a lot, and Dad, is that my phone?

Not tonight it isn't.

Don't you

give me that look,

Gwendolyn Stacy.

[DOORBELL RINGS]

AUNT MAY: Now,

who could that be? Peter?

Hi, Petey. Liz?

What are you I mean

It's almost midnight.

Shouldn't you be,

you know, with Flash? AUNT MAY: Ten, nine

The thing is, I'll always care

about Flash, but tonight

I told him it's over.

AUNT MAY: Five, four

Really, really over. Three, two

See, I want to

be with you. One, zero!

Happy New Year!

[AULD LANG SYNEPLAYS ON TV]

Happy New Year,

Petey.

GWEN: Hello?

Anyone there?