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¶ Radioactive Spider-Man ¶
¶ Spider-Man, Spider-Man ¶
¶ Radioactive Spider-Man ¶
¶ Spider-Man, Spider-Man ¶
¶ Radioactive Spider-Man ¶
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¶ Radioactive spider blood ¶
¶ Spider blood, spider blood ¶
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¶ Spider-Man, Spider-Man ¶
Life is like a thunderstorm.
It's unpredictable...
uncontrollable, sometimes even dangerous.
We'd like to think we have a handle on life...
that we're in charge.
Then, without warning...
we find out how wrong we really are.
This man has perpetrated...
the most heinous crime a citizen can commit.
He is a danger to the very well-being of our society.
Therefore, I urge that there be no bail...
for the defendant, Peter Parker.
Your Honor, my client is innocent.
He demands his freedom to prove it.
That's for a jury to determine.
I order the defendant held without bond.
Bailiffs, take him away.
I can't believe this is happening to me.
It's as if I stepped into a Kafka novel.
I could use my powers to break away...
but I'd have to reveal that I'm Spider-Man.
That would be too dangerous for Aunt May.
As if this hasn't hurt her enough already.
Parker! What makes you think you'd get away with it?
Now what's happening?
Sounds like World War lll's going on outside.
What's the matter, kid?
Haven't you ever seen Spider-Man before?
J-3 Eagle to base, I'm gonna try to get closer and follow them.
A smoke screen!
So, Parker, wanna take my picture now?
How about an interview?
I have questions, all right.
Like, "Who is this phony freak?"
And "How did I get caught up in this mess, anyway?"
I guess it started when a man named Richard Fisk...
called me out of nowhere to offer me a job.
I didn't know Richard Fisk but he sure knew a lot about me.
...top two percentile of your class.
A winner of the prestigious DeValle science award.
Mr. Parker, we are all very impressed with you.
But there is one achievement of yours...
that dwarfs everything else. You saved my father's life.
- What? - Mr. Parker, my father...
Wilson Fisk.
Greetings, young man.
Wilson Fisk... of course! He's the wealthy philanthropist...
that the Hobgoblin tried to assassinate.
I have been looking for just the right way...
of expressing my gratitude to you.
I think I have found it.
My son has come home from Europe...
to be the chairman of my newest company, Fisktronics.
The company will service large computer systems.
I believe this is one of your fields of interest.
Yes! It certainly is!
I will arrange security clearance for you.
You are interested in a work-study endowment?
Interested? Are you kidding... when do I start?
Lmmediately. Just place your future in my hands.
Those hands could have held ten people's futures...
or crushed them all in the blink of an eye.
It was a great job.
Most of the Fisktronics clients were in defense...
and they used the most cutting-edge...
digital technology there was.
Not that I ever saw anything really top secret.
As the system's operations trouble-shooter...
I just interfaced the diagnostic machine...
into the computer networks. It gave me a disk...
pointing out possible memory errors...
I.O. Conflicts, node failures... routine stuff.
But the best part was I made just enough money...
to make an old dream come true.
Quit?! You ungrateful upstart!
I took you in when you were just a kid off the street!
I sweated blood teaching you the news business.
And for all my troubles you do this to me?
You can't quit.
You want to know why? Because you're fired!
J.J., I'll never forget you, no matter how hard I try.
You'll come crawling back! Mark my words!
You'll be crawling on your belly just like all of them do!
Peter, how'd he take the news?
I don't think he'll be crying himself to sleep over losing me.
Don't be too sure. Jonah doesn't know how to show it...
but he does have a softer side. I honestly think he likes you.
That was a surprise.
But I was in for a lot of surprises from then on.
It was all routine the next day. The machine did its thing...
and gave me a disk with the diagnostic.
For once it seemed like my life...
was finally starting to come together.
One, please, with lots of mustard.
- Hey, why is my spider sense... - Don't move!
So are you trying to tell me this is bad for my cholesterol?
He's getting away!
Where'd he go?
I don't know. But we've got to get that disk!
My diagnostic disk? Why would anyone want that?
We've got units closing all the streets. He can't get away.
I don't know who these guys are, but I'm sure gonna find out.
What now?
It's Spider-Man! He might be Parker's accomplice!
Has the world gone crazy? What's all this about?
I've lost them. The scary thing is...
they were originally after Peter Parker, not Spider-Man.
Aunt May?
Peter! I didn't know you were upstairs.
Aren't you home a little early from your new job?
It's a long story.
But the important thing is... are you all right?
Of course. Why wouldn't I be?
- Oh, dear! - Hold it right there, Parker!
I can't risk a battle here. Aunt May could get hurt.
We'll see what the police have to say about this.
Ma'am, we are the police. Detective Terri Lee, NYPD.
Long time no see, Parker.
Allow me to introduce you to federal agent Susan Choi.
"Federal agent"? Well, what do you want with me?
We want that computer disk, for starters.
But it's just diagnostic data.
Oh, really? I say it's full of classified defense plans.
We knew somebody in Fisk's company...
was selling government secrets.
Now we finally found the traitor... you!
I don't know what you're talking about.
- I knew nothing about this. - Tell it to the judge.
Read him his rights.
Terri, you know me. I wouldn't betray my country!
Parker, you better get yourself a good lawyer.
But Peter's a good boy. There's got to be an explanation.
For his sake, I hope it's a good one.
Parker, your lawyer's here.
- You're my lawyer? - You sound surprised.
No, I mean... I'm sorry.
I've just never met a blind lawyer before.
Well, I've never met an accused traitor before, so we're even.
My name's Murdock, Matt Murdock.
The famous criminal defense lawyer?
But I can't afford you.
Well, somebody sent me a big cash retainer.
So until it runs out, I'm your man...
- if you want me. - Of course!
Good. They say justice is also blind...
so I like to think it gives me a leg up on the competition.
Judging from what you've gotten yourself into...
we're gonna need every bit of help we can get.
First of all, I need answers.
Up until this moment, I've had precious few to offer.
That's why I've let these creeps kidnap me.
Have I put myself in even greater danger than before?
Mr. Fisk, what are you doing here?
Someone in my organization made an awful mistake...
one which might have exposed me to imminent prosecution.
I needed to find somebody to take the fall, as they say...
and you are that unfortunate person.
You're the one who framed me?
Yes, and I engineered your escape...
so as to leave no doubt in anyone's mind...
that you are guilty... you and Spider-Man.
- Good work, Chameleon. - My pleasure.
Unfortunately, as I no longer have use for you...
I must be leaving. Oh, please note...
not even your friend Spider-Man could break out of this cell.
There's no air vent in here.
Note, also, that you have only enough air...
to last a few minutes. Good-bye, Parker.
Good-bye forever.
Not much air left. Fisk was right about this door.
Spider-Man can't move it. I'm done for!
Can't... breathe.
My father, the Kingpin, will be pleased.
We've saved him from federal prosecution.
How ironic that Parker should be branded a traitor...
especially after what you've told us about his parents.
- Where'd he go? - Right here!
What happened to the lights?
Can't breathe.
Don't think I'm gonna make it.
- Murdock sent me to get you out. - Who are you?
I'm called the Daredevil. Let's go!
What happened to these guys?
Me.
There's two men at the far end of the roof...
behind the sign. One's out of shape.
He's breathing hard. His heart's pounding.
This guy could give my spider sense a run for its money.
Daredevil, huh? I like your style.
Murdock thinks you've been framed.
You'll be safe here until he can prove it.
- Hold it! Where are you going? - The night is young...
and there's work to be done.
Wait a minute. Where am I?
So how did you like my friend Daredevil?
Well, there's one thing I'm still curious about.
Why am I helping you?
Maybe it's because I know what it's like...
when the deck's stacked against you.
My dad was a fighter.
It's what he'd always been.
He knew everything about the business.
Except when to get out.
Dad's time in the ring was over, but he had a kid to support...
so he took a job collecting money...
for an up-and-coming mobster and sold his soul.
Here's the money!
I couldn't deal with the shame of what I'd seen my dad doing.
It was the last thing I ever saw.
The stuff in the truck was radioactive waste.
It was against the law to transport it through the city...
but someone didn't care about the law or about broken lives...
or about the value of life at all.
That someone was a crime boss who calls himself the Kingpin.
Dad made a vow that he'd pay.
He was on his way to the police when...
My dad was never seen again.
Do you know who this Kingpin guy is?
I have my suspicions. But since I have no evidence...
it's better I keep my suspicions to myself.
But you think Richard Fisk is working for him.
Yes. I'm sure of it. The Kingpin's a dangerous man.
His influence is far-reaching.
But someday he'll meet his match.
Someday soon. But I do go on.
You could probably use some rest.
- How about if I let you? - Thanks, Matt... for everything.
But there's no rest for Spider-Man.
I wish I could have told you the whole story, Parker.
Told you about how the accident changed me.
My blindness seemed to enhance all my other senses...
smell, touch, taste.
Now I could see better than before.
It was a kind of a natural radar...
but it was so new, it confused me.
Then I met a mysterious man named Stick.
I wish the world could know about all the effort...
all the long hours where Stick took a lost, lonely blind kid...
and taught me to see... in ways I never knew existed.
That accident had changed me.
Was it the radiation? Or does it matter?
Stick was my mentor. He helped me...
to live up to the nickname that the kids used to tease me...
when they thought I was blind and helpless..."The Daredevil."
Now I am confident. Fearless.
And I'm so close to confronting my greatest enemy.
He'll pay for what he's done to the innocent...
to the helpless, to my father.
Now, please, May, let us make dinner.
You've got enough on your mind.
Why, Anna Watson, you're being so kind you're embarrassing me.
Oh, but you win. I am feeling a little tired.
Poor woman. I never did trust Peter.
Always gone when May needed him. And now this!
Aunt Anna! Are you saying Peter's guilty?
How can you even think that?
Mark my words. There's something odd about that boy.
She doesn't need to hear this.
May? You feel like having Brussels sprouts tonight?
You look ill. Mary Jane! Call an ambulance. Hurry!
Cop guarding the front. In case I return, no doubt.
I hate the sewer!
Whenever I have to use it, I'm eternally grateful...
I wasn't bitten by a radioactive rat.
I hope Aunt May is getting a good night's sleep.
This has been really tough on her.
My hunch is that if there's any way in the world...
to clear my name, I'll find it here at Fisktronics.
The whole Fisktronics system routes through these mainframes.
Wait a minute. This looks interesting.
Hey, I'm one of the good guys.
Then why'd you help Fisk kidnap Parker?
Just my luck... this guy thinks I kidnapped me.
Look, I've been framed, too!
I need that disk to clear myself.
Oh, really?
More likely you're planting evidence against Parker.
I gotta stop underestimating him.
He seems to have a second sense about everything.
Listen, I don't want to fight you...
but if you don't stop swinging and start listening...
That's it! I've had it!
Start the timer. Now! That's what we came here for.
But what if all our guys don't get out?
You want to tell the Kingpin we failed to blow this place up?
You wouldn't be trying to destroy evidence, would you?
And just who is this Kingpin?
Freeze, Spider-Man!
Nice... not only do we burn the evidence, but you, too.
Spider-Man, just stay right where you...
Everyone, get out of here! The fire bomb's gonna blow!
Maybe there's an override.
Look out!