01x06 - 7 Little Superheroes

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Spider-Man and his Amazing Friends!

Iceman and Firestar.

Spider-Man and his Amazing Friends!

Seven little superheroes

will vanish one by one.

Seven little superheroes,

soon there will be none.

None left but one supervillain,

me, the Chameleon.

You shall come first, Sub-Mariner,

proud prince of Atlantis.

All your super powers

come from the water,

but in the water

you shall meet your doom.

And I will take your place.

I, the Chameleon, master of disguise,

will impersonate each of you in turn,

creating confusion, sowing suspicion,

destroying you one by one.

Shanna, the jungle queen,

you think your gymnastic ability

and jungle instincts

will allow you to escape?

Wrong, my dear.

Dead wrong.

Neither shall you escape,

Doctor Strange,

with all your mysterious

supernatural powers,

nor you, Captain America,

hero of the red, white and blue,

for you both have thwarted my plans

too many times,

and so you both must perish.

But as for the Spider-Friends,

my special enemies,

theirs will be a special end.

Nothing like an evening web-swing

to clear the head.

And what a view!

What have we here?

"Spider-Man, New York City."

Whoever put this here

must know my habits awfully well.

Looks like an invitation. Yeah.

"You are cordially invited"

"..to Wolfe Island Mansion"

"..for a most unusual get-together."

I wonder what

Iceman, look out!

If you weren't a friend

The Spider-Friends.

My first task will be

to destroy your friendship.

Get you to distrust,

even dislike, each other.

Then I'll destroy your lives.

Aunt May, Bobby, Angelica and I are

taking off for a weekend house party.

Isn't that nice, Ms Lion?

You're going for a weekend

in the country.

- No, she can't come.

- I can't take care of her, Peter.

I'm spending the weekend

at Mrs Newton's.

The lady with all the C-A-T-S?

Looks like our host on Wolfe Island

is getting an unexpected guest.

- Wolfe Mansion.

- Great place for a party.

Yeah, a Halloween ghost party.

Come on, web-head, follow me.

Who is the fool responsible for this?

Sub-Mariner, the Prince of Atlantis.

Hi, Prince. Going to the party?

I was under the impression the gathering

was for superbeings, not super-freaks.

Talk about cold.

- Anybody home?

- What kind of party is this anyway?

A very strange party,

if you'll pardon the expression.

Doctor Strange!

And Captain America!

- Who's she?

- Shanna, the Jungle Queen.

Doctor Strange is right.

We've been here an hour

and haven't even seen our host.

The wait is over.

Not only am I your host,

I am also your executioner.

Sub-Mariner, otherwise known as

Prince Namor of Atlantis.

Captain America, superhero,

super- patriot, super-fool.

Shanna of the jungle,

where only the strong survive.

Doctor Strange, your occult powers

will not help you here.

And the Spider-Friends.

You have all crossed me,

prevented my plots,

squelched my schemes,

but no more, never again.

Seven little superheroes

will vanish one by one.

Seven little superheroes,

soon there will be none.

This party has ceased to amuse me.

I return to Atlantis now.

No one keeps Prince Namor

against his will.

Wait a minute, Sub-Mariner.

It's some kind of force screen.

Let me try my fire power.

No good.

Seven little superheroes in quite a fix.

One will meet fire

and then there will be six.

- I know that voice.

- It's the Chameleon.

The guy who can make himself

look and sound like anybody?

- The one and only.

- You mean the seven and only.

That voice could be a recording.

Yes, the Chameleon might be

one of us right now.

While our enemy

can assume the appearance of a friend,

it is better to search alone.

By the great Poseidon himself! A swim is

just what I need to revive my strength.

That's not water, it's alcohol.

It's drying me out,

drawing the moisture from my body.

The Chameleon's revenge begins with you,

Sub-Mariner.

One will meet fire

then there will be six.

Well, so far I've seen a few pigeons

but no chameleons.

That's just because

you didn't know where to look.

Let me out of here!

Perhaps. But for now

Spider-Man is on his way

to make a k*lling.

Careful, Iceman.

This whole place is booby-trapped.

Six little superheroes

trying to stay alive.

What the?

One will step into quicksand

and then there will be five.

Quicksand?

This is the perfect place for quicksand.

What were you saying about booby traps?

Don't worry, pal. I'll get you down.

Cap, look out.

This place is hotter than a minefield

in no-man's-land.

Quick, Cap. Into that pond.

You'll be safe there.

Right, Spidey.

Got you.

It's quicksand.

I'll freeze the pond.

Don't worry, Iceman, I'll web him out.

Help!

Firestar, Spideyjust stopped me

from helping Cap and now Cap's gone.

Ms Lion barked at him.

That couldn't have been

the real Spider-Man.

Come on, let's follow her.

Good work, girl.

We've got the Chameleon trapped.

Hi, folks. It's your friendly

neighbourhood Santa Claus.

Not this time, Chameleon.

Just wait

until the real Spidey comes along.

Firestar, could you?

Hi, there. Remember me?

Wait. I'm getting a telepathic signal

from Shanna.

She's in danger.

Help!

Her signal came from over there.

I'm falling!

Nice catch, Spidey.

Look. I was right. She's not Shanna.

You miserable little mutt.

A change in plan.

My next victim will be

Firestar.

No, Ms Lion. This way.

Five little superheroes

want to know the score.

One will run into herself

and then there will be four.

Herself? That means I'm next.

He's after Firestar. Hurry.

One will run

into herself.

Freezing air!

Oh, no. I'm frosting over. No!

Lucky I jumped off

or I would have been crushed for sure.

Now to find the others,

if there are any left.

First the recording, then the demon.

There you are. I've been looking

Four little superheroes

scared as can be.

A demon will devour one

and then there will be three.

Look.

It is a demon.

Everybody! This way!

- Shanna!

- Look.

- Yeah. Over there.

- She's alive.

Firestar, flame that thing. Fast.

I can't.

I'll hit Doctor Strange.

The real Firestar could toss a fireball

and not come near Doctor Strange.

I was afraid I'd

Only three left, Spider-Fools.

- The Chameleon.

- After her. I mean him.

That's it. Follow me to your doom.

This way.

Three little superheroes

racing to pursue.

But one will fall

right off the bridge

“and then there will be two.

- She's gone.

- And so's the creepy Chameleon.

I'm gonna try to break

through that force field again.

Two little superheroes out in the sun.

Iceman, look out!

The Iceman will be melted

No ice power!

“And now there is but one.

I know it's a cliché, but where am I?

I'm starting to get my fire power back.

The Chameleon's

back to his freezing tricks.

Got to generate more heat.

The Chameleon is trying again.

Well, let him try.

OK, Firestar, it's your turn now.

Destroy each other.

Nice try, lizard lips,

but I'm beginning to boil.

I guess that shows the Chameleon

who he's dealing with.

Firestar! Hang on.

I'll have you out in a second.

I think not.

And now for the final k*ll.

Spider-Man.

One little superhero eaten to the bone.

Leaving me, the super supervillain

all by myself, alone.

This isn't webbing.

It's electrical wire.

That thing's just a big toy.

My friends! They're alive!

But not for long.

In exactly one minute a b*mb

will blow this whole island off the map,

and you with it.

I feel like a baked Alaska.

I have a score to settle

with the Chameleon.

Thank you, Sub-Mariner.

That was all the help I needed.

I'll release the force screen

around the island

and leave them to their doom.

Hold that 'copter.

Surprise!

Seven little superheroes,

get together, g*ng.

Swing on my spider line

cos there's gonna be a bang.

Ms Lion!

Don't miss now, web-slinger.

Say, Chameleon,

your party sure ended with a bang.

You lost because of an uninvited guest.

The eighth little superhero.