Your Friendly Neighborhood Spider-Man

We're a dynamic duo, you know? We tell each other everything.

Everything?

-Harry was trying to tell me that you're... -

- This ain't over. -They're a crew that showed up recently.

Call themselves the Scorpions.

- -

Carmilla hasn't made any more moves against us.

She was probably just trying to freak you out.

We'll keep you safe.

I can tell you're young. You're trying to do the right thing.

But this isn't it. Osborn is hiding something.

I've been doing research into the devices you encountered on those criminals.

Otto Octavius.

If we stop Octavius, we stop his designs from getting into the wrong hands.

The plan worked. He led me right to their hideout.

-Good work. -

Let me just say, you're gorgeous!

-Nico! Wait! -

-Sorry, excuse me. Nico! -What?

Nico, please, just talk to me.

You really outdid yourself on this one, Peter.

So, tell me, what could the dynamic duo possibly fight about?

Oh, um...

You know, we just...

I... I messed up, big time, and I don't know how to fix it.

At least you know what you did wrong.

- -Uh-oh.

-Watch out! -

- -And have you talked to Lonnie recently?

He would have to stop ignoring me for that to happen.

Well, I didn't know it was that serious.

I was worried that he hadn't been at school,

but I figured you would know why.

I just wish he would tell me what's going on.

It's obvious something's been bothering him for a while. I...

-I just want to know if it's me. -What?

Pearl, there's no way it's you!

You're incredible, and Lonnie knows it.

Then, why won't he just talk to me?

We're supposed to be partners

and he doesn't trust me enough

to tell me what he's going through!

-How am I supposed to not think it's me? -

Sometimes, we keep things from the people we care about

-because we wanna protect them. -

I decide what I can and can't handle.

That... That's not someone else's choice to make.

Sorry to burden you with all this.

You can burden me anytime!

I mean, not that you're a burden to me or anything, I just... You know...

Thanks, Petey. It means a lot.

I wish I could stay, but I've got my internship so, I have to run,

but if you ever need anything, I'm always available to...

Oh! Oh, no! I... I got it.

See you later, Pearl.

Never change, Petey.

- You spittin' facts, baby! - Yeah, That's right!

- Oh, man... -How are you guys so calm?

You're not even slightly worried about the Scorpions chasing us all over Harlem?

Scorpions know whose turf this is.

And if they didn't get the hint from the last time they tried us,

well, we'll be more than ready for round two.

That's right. That's what's up. Yeah, that's true.

-Hey, Mom. - Lonnie, where are you?

You weren't in your room this morning.

Did you leave last night?

Yeah, yeah, I spent the night over at Mike's.

He needed a bit 'a tutoring for chemistry.

Just make sure you call next time.

I... I don't mean to worry,

but Dre seems to be finding his way back to us

and things are finally getting back to normal.

Eh?

Ah, don't worry, Mom. I have everything under control.

Okay, sweetheart.

I'll see you later. I love you.

I love you, too.

- -Love you, Mommy!

Hey, superstar momma's boy!

Yo! You think it's funny?

Let your momma know she loved?

- Our bad, D. -Don't sweat them fools.

Come on, Tombstone. You're one of us now.

And the One Tenth ain't gonna let no one hurt the people on our turf.

I... I love my mom, too.

Mr. Osborn, sir? Dr. Connors said you wanted to see me?

Yes, come in, Peter.

-Activate security protocol. -

-That'll never not be cool. -

I've got Oscorp's mass spectrometer working in sync with our satellite

to locate Octavius by tracking the energy left behind by his weapons.

I just need to identify the type of elements

he's using to trace their energy output back to the source.

Um, what about deuterium?

Hmm. Not strong enough.

Tritium?

Even Octavius would have a hard time finding that.

Mm...Solar?

I doubt he's managed to harness the power of the sun.

Well, are there any elements from the signal

that you were able to identify?

I found some traces of lead, but it was a mixture.

Lead? Hmm.

What if it's a lead-polyethylene-boron composite?

That would explain why the lead reading came out as a mixture!

Uh, not to mention boron carbide stands out

since it has extraordinary properties like ultra-high hardness,

low density, and high temperature strength.

The biggest use for that kind of composite is for nuclear shielding.

-Particularly with... -Gamma Radiation...

He wouldn't really use that stuff, right?

I mean, he has to know how dangerous it is,

especially as a power source.

I mean, if the casing surrounding it were to overheat,

it can melt and cause severe radiation burns, uh, poisoning.

It could even fuse with someone's skin.

You know, one of the last conversations

I had with Otto was about Gamma.

He argued that we were holding ourselves back

by not experimenting with its properties.

I put my foot down...

and he called me a coward.

-Sir? -

Good work, Peter.

Thanks to you, we'll be able to get Octavius

and his weapons off the street for good.

-This is the first step to... -

Code red, evacuate the area of east 42nd street.

Multiple injuries reported. Threat is still at large.

Judging by its energy output,

this must be a new piece of tech created by Octavius.

Looks like it's headed towards Harlem.

-Suit up, Peter. -On it.

Wait, where's Harry? Shouldn't we tell him what's happening?

It's fine. I'll run point with you.

Harry's taking care of a personal matter today.

"Hey, Nico, how's life?"

No, um... "Oh, Nico, you live here?"

No! All right, come on, Harry.

Just relax. You can handle a conversation.

Uh, hello, there.

I've noticed you've been pacing outside our door for a while.

Is everything all right?

Oh, sorry. I might be at the wrong house.

I'm looking for a girl named Nico?

No, you're at the right place.

She's one of my foster kids.

Let me get her.

- Coming. - One.

You're it! Come on!

- -I'll just let you kids talk.

He is so cute!

Susan!

What do you want, Osborn?

Well, I... I wanted to, uh...

Sorry, one sec.

No, that's for Kyla. No, that's for the Nike board of directors...

Hold on, it's here, just let me sort by...

Okay, bye.

Wait! Please, just...

Can we talk?