Spider-Man

I wonder what Aunt May

has in mind for a wedding gift that brings us here.

She can't afford to give me money.

I'm just going to have to refuse her gently.

Open it, Peter.

No. Aunt May, I can't take these.

They're yours and Uncle Ben's wedding rings.

Giving you these heirlooms is my way of saying

that I want you and Mary Jane to be as happy

with each other as I was with Ben Parker.

-Aunt May, I… -

- -Oh, no.

Aunt May, stay in here while I see what's going on.

No! Peter, come back!

Turn over the cash, all of it!

-Freeze! -Melt!

- -

Whoa!

Ohh!

Sorry, Scorpion,

you've exceeded your daily withdrawal limit.

You again!

Why do you always show up no matter where I go?

Hey, I'm a superhero, remember?

Stay out of there!

No way!

Well…

What are we hiding here?

Keep away from me, you hideous man!

Put me down! Put me down!

Nice rings. They'll look real good

on my Sarah's hand when we get married.

Please, don't take my rings.

Finders, keepers.

Not so fast.

You almost got me, but you wouldn't hurt

-an old lady now, would ya? -Ohh!

-No! -Didn't think so, bug head.

-Adios! -

Aunt May!

Spider-Man's gone.

You've been pretty good insurance, lady.

You'll need insurance

if you don't give me back those rings!

Hey, I like a lady with spunk.

I don't wanna rile him,

or he may drop Aunt May.

Hey, you gargantuan, green goofball!

Only a sissy would hide behind a defenseless woman!

I couldn't agree more.

If she wasn't busy, you'd probably send

your own mother to fight your battles!

That does it!

Good, he's let go of Aunt May.

Calling me names is one thing,

but nobody talks trash about my mother!

What's happenin'?!

My suit's gone crazy!

-Scorpion! Come back! -

Aunt May!

You stay away from me! Stay away!

She's more afraid of me than she was of the Scorpion.

- -She's fainted,

but she's okay.

At least we got these back.

Oh, Aunt May, thank goodness you're okay!

I think these will be safer with you.

I wonder what else is gonna get thrown in my way.

I…

I see my father coming back!

He's gonna make everything all right again,

but then Spider-Man attacks.

Oh! And no matter what my father does,

he can't get away from him!

Ah! Spider-Man destroys him!

Spider-Man's after… after Mary Jane, too.

He wants to take her away from me, and he does it,

not as himself, as Peter Parker.

Dr. Kafka, these dreams of mine seemed so real.

I really began to think Peter was Spider-Man.

In dreams, your subconscious colors reality,

trying to make sense out of things that can't be explained,

things like why your father would be involved

in the development of the Hobgoblin devices.

Or why the woman you loved

ended up with your best friend Peter.

Or what part Spider-Man… -

played in both their disappearances?

Exactly, Harry.

But your father isn't the Green Goblin,

and Peter Parker is definitely not Spider-Man.

All your life, you've struggled with loneliness and abandonment.

Now those emotions have twisted themselves

into acute paranoia.

You see betrayal at every turn.

Here at Ravencroft, we'll try to help you cope

with that paranoia.

But the dreams, are they ever going to stop?

Yes, when you discover that you are loved

by somebody, by your friends.

I don't have any friends.

Of course you do, Harry.

You just don't realize it.

Osborn, you got visitors.

I do?

I'm glad you're with me, Liz.

I'm happy to do it.

I worry about Harry a lot myself.

Do I detect something more here than just friendship?

It's just that he seems so alone, so vulnerable.

I guess I've always had a soft spot in my heart for strays.

Liz, it's good to see you again.

Hi, Harry.

Um, I've got a special visitor.

Hello, Harry.

What are you doing here?

I have some news.

I wanted you to hear it from me first.

-What is it? -Peter and I are getting married!

Harry, I didn't wanna hurt you,

but I thought it would be unsettling

if it came from someone else.

I understand,

and I hope you'll both be very happy.

I'd better go now.

Dr. Kafka says I should have plenty of rest,

and I need to be alone,

so very alone.

You all right, Harry?

I'm fine, Liz, really.

Um… well, I'll see you again soon, Harry.

I shouldn't have come here.

If he had found out some other way,

it would have been worse.

At least you're gonna be around to comfort him, Liz.

Heaven knows he needs somebody right now.

-Harry! -You!

Why have you been shutting me out?

I was once your father.

It wouldn't do to cut me out of your life.

I didn't want you in my head.

I didn't need you until now.

Now I need you!

I don't get it.

Wilson Fisk, Spider-Man's enemy, wants to see me?

Ah, Mr. Parker, how good of you to join me.

No spider-sense, no danger.

I read about your impending marriage to Miss Watson,

and, frankly,

-I can't let you do it. -What?!

That is why I have taken the liberty

of arranging the details myself.

Why would you do that for me?

You forget that you once saved my life.

People expect no less from Wilson Fisk,

and, besides, it is good publicity for a newspaper

that I have just acquired, the Daily Beacon.

-Smile. -

I've been scooped by the competition.

I don't believe it.

Parker, how could you do this to me?!

I'm sure Peter didn't know Fisk had bought a rival newspaper.

No, I swear, I…

It's bad enough Fisk thinks he can beat me

at my own newspaper game, but to out-scoop me

using my own employees, I don't think so.

I wanna give Parker a wedding that'll make

that Princess Di thing look like a clam bake.

You do?

Yes, nothing personal, but between Fisk and me,

this wedding business is war!

Oh, fine.

And don't worry about paying me back.

You can work it off over the next decade or two.

Huh? But…

Lori, get me that snake in the grass, Wilson Fisk.

Parker, haven't you got work to do?

J. Jonah Jameson, my new business rival.

What can I do for you?

Fisk, Peter Parker's like a son to me.

I've been planning his wedding for weeks.

It was going to be a surprise.

I've already hired the top florist in Manhattan.

I'm having roses imported

from Ecuador on my private jet.

Unbelievable.

What about the cake?

I know the top pastry chef in Queens.

And I know the Queen's top pastry chef.