Marvel's Spider-Man

Subtitle By: de_larocha

What are these lowlifes trying to steal?

Report says Vibranium.

Whatever happened to stealing money?

Where you been? Science is the new currency.

Albert Einstein once said,

"Learn from yesterday,

"live for today,

and hope for tomorrow."

So I'm still figuring that out.

Today, however, is what I live for...

Making my debut and showing everyone what I'm capable of.

From this moment on, the world will know me as Spider-Man!

Come on, man. You're ruining my moment

Shoo! Shoo!

Oh, great. I'm supposed to stick to walls, not pigeons.

W-W-Whoa!

Huh?

Get away from my pigeon coop!

Oh, you don't understand. I'm not stealing him.

He's stuck to me. You kids get out of here!

Always messing with my pigeons.

Great time to learn how to release, Spidey.

Good thing I know about webbing.

Shouldn't you be in school?

Or not. I told you...

Seems 200 psi isn't enough to launch webbing properly.

Ahhh!

Get off my roof, you menace!

Today isn't the best day to do this.

What do I do, Uncle Ben?

What do I do, Uncle Ben?

Flash Thompson's mom wants me to tutor him in science,

but he's always bullying me.

I know it's the right thing to do, but man, it would be nice

to see him squirm just a little.

Hmmm. Peter, everybody has a gift.

Sometimes, when a person can't figure out what that gift is,

they take it out on other people.

Does that make sense? Not really.

Too bad,

'cause I thought my gift was making sense of things.

Goodness knows it isn't science.

I think all it needs is a little iron oxide.

Ha-ha. Look at that.

You know, Pete, I don't know as much about science as you do,

but there's always been one formula that worked for me in any situation.

With great power, comes great responsibility.

That's not a real thing.

You just made that up.

What? Sure it is. Isn't that a thing? I know the P is?

Yeah, it's Phosphorus. And the only thing G stands for is goofy.

Like I said, real or not, it's always worked for me.

I'll tell Mrs. Thompson I can start tutoring Flash next week.

You're right, Uncle Ben.

With great power comes great responsibility.

I need to do this.

250 psi should do the trick.

Oh, no you don't.

All right, let's see if I got this pressure right.

Whoo-hoo!

It's working. It's working.

Oh, overheating.

Uh-oh. If my calculations are correct, at this speed,

I've got 15 seconds to get everyone in a two block radius out of danger.

That includes the old lady on the corner,

the mother and kid crossing the street,

and the skateboarders heading to the...

Wait!

That's it.

This car belongs in HOV lane.

For "Hoodlum Operated Vehicles."

Am I right? I mean left!

Aah!

Comin' through.

Whoa.

Ta-da! All right, you goons. Hand it over.

Congrats, guys. That's called an ollie.

And that's called my spider sense.

You may have defeated my minions, Bug Boy.

But you'll beg for mercy at the claws of the Vulture.

The Vulture? Bug Boy?

Man, you are horrible at coming up with these names.

Ah, much better.

It's quite a scream you got there.

Ever think about auditioning for...

"So You Know How To Scream"?

Joke while you can. It will be your last laugh.

What? I'm sorry, I can't hear well with these things on.

You said you're a fan and you want my autograph?

Come here! Easy, fella.

My ears are starting to pop.

I'm not as interested in popping as I am in dropping.

Whoa!

Huh?

Let go of me, you fool.

I did this with a pigeon friend of yours earlier.

Oh, come on.

I gotta put a stop to this before he drives me through every building in Manhattan.

300 psi, don't let me down now.

Ahhh.

Now to make a cage for this bird.

Don't tell me you forgot about my webmuffs?

That wasn't for you.

It's either stop me or save them, hero.

Your first villain and you let him escape.

I'm running out of webs. Maybe I should...

Ah, hey, Webhead.

It's Spider-Man, actually.

Great. How are we supposed to get these guys out of your web ball?

Oh, it dissolves in an hour.

I think.

Eh, this is far enough.

But Horizon high isn't for a few more blocks, sir.

It maybe a new school, Bernie, but it's the same old routine.

You know I like to walk these last few blocks with my pal Pete.

Ah. Sphenopalatine ganglioneuralgia!

Can't you just say brain freeze like everyone else?

Ah, but that wouldn't be accurate.

One theory is, when the brain senses cold,

it moves the blood through the cerebral artery

to regulate the temperature, so technically you should be saying heat blast.

Nerd.

See, you're the one who should be going to Horizon High.

In fact, why don't you apply? You'd be a slam dunk.

I don't know. Aunt Mae and I are barely scraping by,

now that Uncle Ben is gone.

I can't ask any more from her.

Smoothies are on me.

That's not what I meant. I'm glad we still do this, Harry.

I miss you not being in school.

Yeah, well, you're gonna see me a lot sooner than you think,

A slot has opened up at Horizon High,

so Max is giving a recruitment presentation at Midtown today.

That's today? Max Modell is coming to school today?

How do I look? Pretty rattled for a guy

who's not interested in applying.

No, I just, I mean, it's Max Modell.

He's my idol. I know everything about him.

I even volunteered to come in early and help set up on the day he...

Oh, no. I volunteered to come in early and help set up today!

Liz Alan is gonna kill me.

Same old Parker.

Okay. I just need to reprogram the temperature threshold.

Parker!

You know you missed it? I know. I'm sorry, Liz.

But once I missed it, I figured I'd just catch up on some schoolwork.

You're always at the wrong place at the wrong time, Parker.

Luckily, Randy was here to help.

Yeah, more like I was ordered to help.

Thanks, Randy. What temperature do you think a viscous liquid

needs to reach before it reaches it's maximum density?

Got me? You're the egghead, remember?

I'm just the guy doing a story on Max Modell for the school's Website.

How awesome is it that there's a school specifically for geniuses

and that they're coming here for recruits?

It can't be that good if that snob Harry Osborn got in.

As far as I can tell, Horizon HiExactly, if the four H's are

hardworking heroes who help?

One of your H's is a W, Parker.

Hey, I'm a science geek, not a spelling geek.

Well, if Horizon High is legit,

then Alistair Smyth is sure to be invited in next.

You're to good for them, son. Max Modell is an overrated lab assistant.

I knew him back in the day, and he's a fraud.

Whatever you say, Mr. Smythe.

Oh, it's 9:00. We should be starting.

Welcome, students of Midtown High.

It isn't often a scientist gets called a genius within his lifetime.

Can we call him a giant dufus?

But when he creates a private school for young minds

looking to pursue their dreams,

we also get to call him a roll model.

Ladies and Gentleman,

I give you Max Modell from Horizon High.

Max Modell!

Good morning, everyone.

You know, I could spend a lot of time talking about

the cool things we're doing over at Horizon High.

What?

Like I said, I could talk about them,

but I'd rather show you,

with our new hologram prototype.

Created by the fertile minds at Horizon High.

Where I'm excited to say,

we have one last slot that needs to be filled this semester.

Oh...

Well, it's not that simple.

You see, in order to be a student at Horizon,

you have to have a certain kind of intellect.

An intellect that can solve an equation like this, for example.

How that equation seems to explain how moisture interacts with vibration.

An intellect like Anya Corazon or Mile Morales.

Students at Horizon who specialize in elemental physics.

That's your cue. Go.

Osborn. Huh? Oh, Mr. Smythe.

What do you need? That contraption is making

an odd humming noise.

Is it supposed to do that?

Looks fine. Don't be so smug.