05x05 - Chapter IV: The Six Fight Again

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Previously on Spider-Man.

That belonged to
Captain America.

A scientist named
Reinstein created a serum

to turn a human
into a super soldier.

When the experiment
was sabotaged

Reinstein and the
formula were lost.

Scientists tried to
recreate the formula.

One became incredibly fast.

The other could fly.

The five discovered that their
powers weren't permanent.

They created ring devices to
turn them on when needed.

The five became the Destroyer,
Miss America, Thunderer,

Black Marvel and the Whizzer.

With Cap, they were the
six American warriors.

One night, they tumbled onto
the most devious plot ever.

Project Doomsday.
Dispose of Groitzig.

Leave him alone!

Captain America sacrificed himself

so the doomsday device
would never be used.

Someone is after the keys.

Insidious Six, find those keys.

Whizzer, you got
something I want.

That freak stole something.

The reasons for these mysterious
attacks were unknown,

but in at least two of the cases

the only things taken were small
statuettes of ancient warriors.

[ Knocking ]

Who is it?

Omar, it's me, Robbie.
Open up.

We've got to go.

Spider-Man contacted me.

He wants you to give him the
last two keys for safekeeping.

Are you sure he can be trusted?

You know I can be trusted.

That's all that matters.

All right, I'll get my coat.

But I think I'll keep
my eye on this.

There's no telling who might
try to break in here.

This is it.

And here they are.

[ Grunts ]

[ Chuckles ]
Thank you.

[ Gasps ]

You're welcome.

Spider-Man and Destroyer?

Hey! Come back here!

Spider sense.

[ Grunts ]

[ Grunts ]

I am sorry, gentlemen

but I do intend that the
world be my new kingdom.

And you two shall be the first
to bow to your new sovereign.

Attack them, my knights.

Say hello to the next
Duke of New Jersey.

The Kingpin gets the world
and he gives you Jersey?

You need a better agent.

[ Grunts ]

[ Grunts ]

My powers!

No, not again!

[ Both grunting ]

Spider-Man, you have been a pain
in my backside for too long.

I hereby decree
that at long last

your life must be...
terminated.

[ Screaming ]

Destroyer. Can you fight?

No, my powers are fading.

[ Groaning ]

[ Laughing ]

Leave him alone.

[ Growling ]

Ooh!

Black Marvel.

But he can't be alive.

Enough!

It is a good thing
that I never relied

upon fisticuffs alone
in my negotiations.

I will let Mr. Robertson go

when you give me those keys.

Robbie!

[ Muffled ]

We have no choice.

We have to give him the keys.

Hang on.

[ Muffled ]

Excellent.

You said you'd release Robbie.

And indeed I shall.

No!

[ Yelling ]

Help!

My web-shooters are empty.

Nice catch.

You ever think of trying
out for the Yankees?

Who are you?

The real Black Marvel
passed away years ago.

My name is Omar Mosley

and I've been the "real"
Black Marvel all along.

- What?
- But how could that be?

It started back in 1942.

Dan Lyons originally volunteered
to become one of the six

but his millionaire father

was an influential senator
with security clearance.

He found out about it
and forbade it.

To him it was a dangerous risk

unfit for his offspring.

But to me it was a
once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

I volunteered to replace him.

Well, Dan was disappointed,
but he backed me a 100%.

We let everyone in
the secret service

continue to think Dan
was the Black Marvel.

It gave me a great cover.

Times were different then.

Didn't you ever wonder why I
called myself the Black Marvel?

I'm glad to finally meet
the real Black Marvel.

My name is Keene Marlowe.

I hate to break up
this little reunion,

but we still have to stop Kingpin
from getting the last key.

The final statue was
held by the Thunderer

but he disappeared years ago.

Then we have to assemble
those of us who are left

and go protect the site of
the doomsday complex.

I feel like I'm witnessing a
part of this country's history.

This building was our
headquarters during the w*r.

After seeing the beacon

we always assembled here.

I had to crack open a map

to remember where
this building was.

How have you been, Madeline?

I've missed you, Keene.

Sorry I'm late.

I guess I'm not as
fast as I used to be.

Whizzer!
I was hoping you'd show up.

It's good to see you.

I have just one question for you.

Why did you call yourself
"the Whizzer?"

Hey, that's the sound I make.

Sure, these days it
sounds a little corny

but back then,
it was a swell name.

The only regret I have

is that I didn't continue
being a superhero.

Well, now we all have
one last chance

to prove ourselves again.

That's right.

This man who stole
your keys, the Kingpin.

He must be stopped.

This doomsday machine has
been hanging over our lives

like the Sword of Damocles.

It's time we put an end to it.

Let's be realistic.

This is a young person's sport.

We'll all get ourselves hurt.

Maybe you're right, Miss America.

What good can we do now?

Hey, wait.

You may not be in your prime

but I'd take you all any time
over the crime fighters of today.

I don't care what
the rest of you do.

I'm going to help
Spider-Man fight.

I'm ready for action.
Count me in.

Come on, Miss America.

For old times' sake?

I'm with you, as always.

Oh, all right.

You'll need somebody to
watch your aching backs.

Great. Thank you.

I've brought something
that will help inspire us

through the coming battle.

All my searches have failed.

I can't locate the final key.

Who has it?

He was called the Thunderer

but his real name
is Jerry Carstairs.

He's simply vanished
over the years.

Do you have any good news?

Yes, based on the old coordinates
that the Parkers collected

I've pinpointed the location
of the doomsday complex.

It's under some condemned
buildings in the Bronx.

I've created this device

that will guide you to
the exact point of entry.

Excellent.

Then we shall secure the location

while you continue to
work to find the last key.

Over that way.

No wonder it remained hidden.

Only the lowest form of vagrant

would inhabit these dwellings.

Here's a good example.

What are you doing
around here, old man?

I was just trying to be quiet.

Shocker, Vulture, eliminate him.

Agents, it's time to
clean up America.

Okay, bird-brain, I'll teach you to
pick on a defenceless old lady.

[ Grunting ]

My flying ability.

I can't sustain it.

Madeline!

I'm getting weak also.

We're too... old.

[ Gasping ]

[ Roaring ]

What's that sound?

My ears!

Amazing.

Disguised as a homeless man

the Thunderer's been
keeping watch

over this place the whole time.

The Thunderer!

Correct.

I vowed to protect this site

and after all these years,
I won't stop now.

No. My powers are fading.

[ Groaning ]

Quickly, protect him!

[ Groaning ]

You all should have realized

you were no match for
my insidious warriors.

Bring me the Thunderer.

He must have the final statue.

Search him and his
discarded clothes.

Excellent.

Who would have thought the
final key would be so close?

Add this to the other five.

Yes, oh, yes.

It's the same evil place

just as we left it 50 years ago.

It even smells the same.

This, my warriors,
is a moment to savor.

Each of you will share
in this triumphant event.

Let our rule of this planet begin!

What?

What is the meaning of this?

No, not again.

It's sleeping gas.

[ Coughing ]

Kragov.

The Red Skull's son...

Why'd the Chameleon
turn on the Kingpin?

What's his connection to Kragov?

Thank you for
everything, my brother.

So you are the traitor!

You don't understand
any of this, do you?

The Red Skull, my father,

created the Chameleon's technology

and trained him how to use
it when he was just a boy.

He was like an adopted
son in our family

and now we shall
free our father.

It looks like our leader

has gotten us into
another fine mess, huh?

Ah, my guests have arrived.

Dr. Groitzig helped
design this complex.

Mr. Lentz was a German spy in
this country during the w*r.

He led me here.

All we had to do was wait
for you to acquire the keys

and then take them from you.

Now, good doctor,

activate the portal controls

and bring my father out of the
matter anti-matter vortex.

That's how they power this place.

A perpetual energy field that
keeps matter locked in stasis.

It's been so many years.

Don't be coy with me, Professor.

You know what to do!

Yes. Yes!

It's working!

Unbelievable!

The German w*r criminal?

The Red Skull.

Father, don't you recognize us?

It's me, your son, Reinholt.

You've been held for


We are in this doomsday
complex you built.

We've come to free you.

Reinholt?

You've aged.

And you have not, father,
because of the vortex.

Chameleon, my step-son?

This truly is a joyous occasion!

What?!

Can this be?

Five of the six
American warriors.

Amazing!

You are withered by time

while I remain
young and vigorous.

We may be old,

but there's enough fight
left in us to take you on.

[ Sinister laughter ]

During the w*r,

this entire complex was
built by German agents

to challenge the American six

and destroy the United States.

To protect the
security of the project

the technology was constructed
by different scientific teams.

They had to smuggle the
equipment in by u-boat.

Then the meddling
American six interfered.

You were the thorn in my
side all through the w*r.

But you won't get in
the way this time.

I will conquer the United
States of America after all.

My doomsday plan
comes to fruition

after half a century.

That's it, then.

We were crazy to try to make
any difference at our age.

We were destined to rule....

...and now we shall!

Robots! I hate robots!

And now, it is time for these
computerized machines

to meet their commander.

The one who will
lead them to victory!

[ Red skull laughing ]

Good heavens!

The living legend himself!

Now it is time to reveal
the piece de resistance.

Then, and only then, will I...

[ Grunts ]

You again!

No time to explain.

Free the others.

Wild pack, attack!

Uh-oh!

Move in! Move in!

Cap, it's us, the American six!

Here, my friend. You'll need this.

Okay team, let's make the
world safe for democracy.

We must stop the Red Skull and
that traitor, the Chameleon.

[ Grunts ]

This way, Reinholt.

Oh, great!

Now what?

We've got them on the run.

Just follow me, and stay alert.

What's happening to them?

They are losing power.

Lack of foresight isn't
usually a German failing.

That's the last of 'em.

I'm disappointed.

That hardly seemed
worthy of the Red Skull.

Yes. Because of us, he wasn't able
to fully charge his doomsday robots.

What do you want me to
do with this creep, boss?

This traitorous reptile
will answer to me.

I don't get it. I thought
you were a mercenary.

I am.

Yes. My day job's for money

but my father founded the group

to hunt German w*r criminals.

I was continuing his work

when I stumbled onto
the doomsday plot.

Now I know you are a friend.

One who can help me
finish my father's work.

Amazing!

She's really a defender
of freedom, too.

Heroes really do come
in all sizes and shapes.

I'm gonna help you.

Between the two of us

the Red Skull is finally
going to be... history.