01x15 - The One-Eyed Idol

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[Energetic Music Playing]

♪ Spider-Man, Spider-Man ♪

♪ Does Whatever A Spider Can ♪

♪ Spins A Web Any Size ♪

♪ Catches Thieves Just Like Flies ♪

♪ Look Out ♪

♪ Here Comes
The Spider-Man ♪

♪ Is He Strong?
Listen, Bud ♪

♪ He's Got Radioactive Blood ♪

♪ Can He Swing From A Thread ♪

♪ Take A Look Overhead ♪

♪ Hey, There ♪

♪ There Goes
The Spider-Man ♪

♪ In The Chill Of Night ♪

♪ At The Scene Of A Crime ♪

♪ Like A Streak Of Light ♪

♪ He Arrives
Just In Time ♪

♪ Spider-Man, Spider-Man ♪

♪ Friendly Neighborhood Spider-Man ♪

♪ Wealth And Fame He's Ignored ♪

♪ Action Is His Reward ♪

♪ To Him, Life Is A Great Big Bang-Up ♪

♪ Wherever There's A Hang-Up ♪

♪ You'll Find The Spider-Man ♪

Jameson: "Kindly Accept This Small Token

"Of My Esteem.

Signed,
Unknown Admirer."

Well, At Last, There's Someone In This World

Who Appreciates My Work.

Well, Ms. Brant,
I Must Say

You're Certainly Controlling Your Enthusiasm

Over This Tribute
To My Genius.

[Gasps]
In The Window,

A--A Horrible
Creature

With Bushy
Black Hair

Betty: And--And A Fainted Pace--

I-I Mean,
A Painted Face.

And--And A Big Bone Through His Nose,

And--And...

Heh Heh Heh! Sounds Like Spider-Man

Is Up To More Of His Cute Little Tricks.

[Energetic Music Playing]

My Spider-Senses Are Starting To Tingle.

Jameson's Office.

Why, That Old Tightwad Wouldn't Leave The Lights On.

Something's Going On.

J. Jonah Jameson...

Open Your Cash Box

And Put The Money
Into My Head.

Now, What's Old
J.J.J. Up To--

Gotta Break My Fall!

[Panting]

I'd Better Check On Jameson Again,

But This Time
I'll Watch Out

For Unidentified Flying Objects.

Danger.
I Can Feel It.

Fire Number 3 Web.

[Coughing]

He's Gone!

And The Money, Too.

Jameson
Robbing Himself?

There's A Twist.

There's A Plot In This, Somewhere.

Victimized!

That's What I've Been, Ms. Brant!

I--I Can't Understand How This Happened.

Only 2 People Have The Key To The Box,

You And...And...

And You, Ms. Brant!

Are You Accusing Me Of Being A Thief?

Remember, You Said It,
Not Me.

That Does It!
I Quit!

You Can't Quit
Unless I Say So!

[Door Slams]

[Door Slams]

That Silly Girl.

That's What I Said-- Silly, Silly, Silly.

Because Betty Brant Left Me In This Mess,

I Can't Even Find My Phone Book!

There Shouldn't Be Any Women At All

In This World, Just Children And Men!

Jameson: Ohh!

Jameson...

Listen Carefully.

Voice: Go To Your Main Safe Downstairs

And Bring The Contents Of The Safe

And Place Them Inside My Head.

I Knew You'd Get A Kick Out Of That.

Spider-Man:
Hmm, Strike One.

[Whistles]

Nice Doggie,
Nice Doggie.

8 Ball In
The Corner Pocket.

My Single Shots Aren't Clicking.

Let's See How A Scatter-Shot Works.

[Groans]

Man, Australian Accent: Welcome, Spider-Man.

I Believe Congratulations Are In Order For Me,

Harley Clivendon.

Harley: This Time I Bagged

The Biggest Game
Of All--

The Legendary
Spider-Man!

Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha!

Now, Jameson...

Put All The Money
Into My Head.

Jameson, Forget What Has Just Taken Place.

Go Home.

I Repeat, Go Home.

Harley: Forgive Me, Spider-Man,

For Neglecting You.

The Idol Has Been Merely A Test

To See If Jameson Would Respond.

Now I'm Ready
For The,

If You'll Excuse The Expression, k*ll.

The Legend Of
Spider-Man

Is About To Come To A Fitting End.

Just What Do You
Have In Mind

For Getting Rid Of Me?

Harley: Ha Ha Ha! No Worries, Spider-Man.

It Won't Be A Weapon They Can Trace To Me.

I Assure You,

Your Demise Will Look Like An Accident.

Now That Takes A Load Off My Mind.

After All,
Spider-Man Is Known

For Getting Into Strange Places,

And Just Wait
Till You See

The Strange Place I've Chosen.

All That Remains

Is To Push
The Down Button.

If It's
All The Same To You,

I'd Rather Start
At The Bottom

And Work My Way Up.

Farewell,
Spider-Man.

Go To Jameson's Office

And Pick Up The Loot From The Idol.

[Creaking]

[Crash]

Just In Time.

Harley: Ha Ha Ha!

Tomorrow Jameson Will Write Me A Check

For $1 Million.

On Second Thought Let's Make It $2 Million.

Don't Spend That Money Before It's Hatched.

Escaped?

Harley: Well, You Won't This Time.

An Unkind Cut.

Hah! Wasted Webbing, Spider-Man.

It Won't Do You
Any Good.

You Fight Your Way And I'll Fight Mine.

Perhaps You'll Get The Point This Time.

[Snap]

Looks Like
You've Just About

Used Up Your Arsenal.

Not Quite, Spider-Man!

Every Good Hunter Keeps Something Up His Sleeve,

Like This!

[g*nsh*t]

[Bang]

Uh-Oh!
My Spider-Sense.

Ah, Togetherness.

I'll Just Ensure It.

"A Jungle Collage Put Together By

Your Friendly Neighborhood Spider-Man."

Destroy That Fool Note Before The Police Get Here.

But They'll Know Spider-Man Captured Them

By His Trademark--
The Web.

Jameson: Glory--

Is That All Anyone Ever Thinks Of Anymore?

Where's Ms. Brant?

I Want A Story Set Up Right Away

Telling About My Part In This Capture!

Betty's Gone,
Remember?

Now Why Would She Do A Thing Like That?

Because You
Called Her A Thief.

Peter: Maybe
If You Apologize

She Might
Come Back.

[Stammers]
Apologize?! Me?

Never!

Do You Hear? Never!

Eh, On Second Thought,

You Might Be...
[Gulp] Right.

Besides, I Still Can't Find My Phone Book.

Ooh, Uh, Ms. Brant...

Uh, I Shouldn't Have Said What I...

You Know.

I Understand,
Mr. Jameson.

Ok, Then
That's Settled.

Now, Enough Of This Standing Around.

Get Back To Work,
Both Of You!

Parker!

Where Did He Go
So Fast?

These Teenagers!

How Come They Always Disappear

The Minute
You Mention Work?