The Spectacular Spider-Man (2008) s02e04 Episode Script

1
Welcome to your lair,
Master Planner.
Thank you,
Tinkerer.
I still don't
get it, Doc.
Why didn't you
break out with
Kraven and me?
Ah, Electro.
Always so charmingly
uncomplicated.
When building
a secret empire
of super-criminals,
the safety
and obscurity
of a hospital bed
has its advantages.
Beats prison.
Indeed.
Spider-Man searches
for the Master Planner,
leaving Octavius
free to
[CHUCKLES] Plan.
And I assume,
since you sent
my arms to retrieve me,
we are finally
ready to begin?
Yes, all that remains
is calibration
and testing.
NORMAN: Peter, so glad
you could make it.
Well, you're
a hard mentor to say
no to, Mr. Osborn.
Besides, what teenager
doesn't like a little
epic destruction
now and then?
Once this old
tenement comes down,
we'll repurpose
the property
for a sparkling,
new OsCorp
R and D Tower.
Peter, this is Morris Bench,
our demolitions expert. [BEEPING]
Nice set-up.
Wireless?
Completely.
When we're clear,
I remote activate
the countdown,
and cascading
detonations bring
the building down
in its
own footprint.
[CLEARS THROAT]
Excuse me, sir,
a word.
It's about Toomes.
We've had no luck
Peter,
go get a good seat
for the implosion.
I'll join you shortly. Uh, sure.
Your operatives have
scoured the city. but
the Vulture is still
[RAPID BEEPING]No, no, no, no,
no, no, no!
Countdown's
activated!
Thirty seconds
to implosion!
Shut it down.[ALARM BEEPING]
I'm trying, but
I'm locked out!
We'll never get
clear in time!
Yeesh, who invited
Debbie Downer?
Comfy? Wait! What about
Peter Parker?
SPIDER-MAN:
Aw, he does care.
Already safe.
Your turn.
[SCREAMING]
[ALL GRUNT]
[BEEPING] And I am outta here.
Livin' on the edge
Fighting crime
Spinning webs
Swingin' from
the highest ledge
He could leap
above our heads
Villains on the rise
And the city's victimized
Looking up with no surprise
Arriving
in the speed of time
Spectacular
Spectacular Spider-Man
Spectacular
Spectacular Spider-Man
Spectacular
Spectacular
Spectacular Spider-Man
Spectacular
Spectacular Spider-Man
[RUMBLING]
Uh [LAUGHS] Ta-da!
MASTER PLANNER:
Well, we tried, Adrian.
Osborn's time
will come.
As will
Spider-Man's.
Still, you must be
pleased with
the initial test.
Quite.
Just as my
neurotransmitter chip
allows me to control my arms,
I was able to activate
the detonation countdown
with a thought.
I didn't like
the power fluctuations.
I want more
in reserve.
Working on it.
MASTER PLANNER:
A minor problem, Phineas.
You and Adrian have
done a commendable job
assembling the technology
Mysterio stole for us.
The brainwork
was all yours, Otto.
Brainwork, indeed.
My brain now
has a working
wireless connection
with nearly every
computer in the city.
But, of course,
that's only
the beginning.
In less than 24 hours,
the entire world
will be at my mercy.
Just imagine
the possibilities.
You two doing
anything tonight
for New Year's Eve?
What, like,
together?
We hadn't planned
Together. Separate.
Planned. Not planned.
You could head
to Times Square
and see the ball drop.
Well, now that
you mention it
Get me another muffin!
Chocolate!
Sure, Flash.
[SIGHS] Coming soon
to a theater near you,
How I Milked My Injury,
starring Flash Thompson.
WOMAN: One-seventeen!
Oh, That's us.
Nice try, Miss Subtle.
But it's hopeless.
He's into Liz, not me.
He's just
a little confused.
Hi, Petey. Hey, Liz.
Okay, a lot confused.
But it looks like
Flash and Liz are
getting back together, so
So, I get to be
runner-up.
No! [SIGHS]
I wasn't supposed
to say anything,
but his aunt told my aunt
you're all
he thinks about.
That is, when he
actually does think.
Uh, this isn't my order.[COMPUTER BEEPS]
Oh, sorry, sorry!
Computer's
glitching big-time!
The chip
in this thing's
whacked, too!
[GASPS]
[GRUNTS] I'm sorry.
But I just need to ask
everyone to leave.
Target's exiting
the coffee shop.
So thoughtful
of you to have GPS
in your cellphone.
Now all that remains
is to isolate you.
For my boys.
[BEEPS]
[WHIRRING]
[BEEPING]
WOMAN ON RADIO: All units,
Armed Robbery in progress.
See Surplus Store.
Corner of People's Drive
and 124th Street.
Dispatch, confirm.
But, you want Midtown units
all the way up at 124th?
WOMAN: That's what
my screen says.
[SIREN BLARES]
And now, cue the chaos.
[TIRES SCREECH] [CRASHES]
[SKIDDING]
[CRASHES]
Is anyone hurt? I can't tell yet.
Move, nerdette.
[ELECTRICAL WHIR] [GASPS]
No.
Package delivered. Go.
[HONKING]
Vulture's long gone.
But there's Electro's van.
[SIGHS] If I didn't
need him to lead me
to Gwen.
[LAUGHS]
Nothing but greens.
Thanks, Doc!
MASTER PLANNER:
I'm afraid you're
not home free yet.
The cursed arachnid
is on your tail.
Not a problem.
We'll ditch him.
Eat lightning,
Spider-Man!
So much for
quietly following them
to Vulture's nest.
[GASPS] Where'd he go?
[TIRES SCREECH]
Master Planner?
Our guest has arrived.
And she's kindly
lent us her phone.
[GROANS]
[RINGING]
Hey, Gwen. MASTER PLANNER: [DISTORTED]
No, not Gwen, Captain Stacy.
It seems you need
help keeping track
of your daughter.
Teenagers can be
such a bother.
Who is this?
How did you
get Gwen's phone?
Oh, call me
Master Planner.
As for the phone
MASTER PLANNER:
Why, from Miss Stacy,
of course.
GEORGE: Gwen?
Where is she?
[GROANS] Dad?
[GASPS]
[STAMMERS] Dad!
Dad, Dad, Dad, help me!
I'm, I'm
That's quite
enough, I think.
Gwen? Gwen!
Put her back on!
MASTER PLANNER:
Don't bother
checking her GPS
on your computer,
it's disabled.
And don't call for help.
Trust me, I'll know.
Listen, creep,
if you touch her, I'll
Let's dispense
with the ugly what ifs
and get to
the business at hand.
[GROANS]
What do you want?
[SLURPS]
The Global Portal Codes
stored at Homeland Security's
New York HQ.
Forget it. Those codes
would give you access
to every government
computer in the U.S.
Maybe
The world, yes.
And you will
provide them.
Look, it's impossible.
I attend briefings at HomeSec,
but I don't have
clearance for the codes.
I couldn't get them
if I wanted to.
Oh, I think you could,
with a little help
and the proper
motivation.
Vulture's gone.
Electro's gone.
But you'll tell me
where to find the girl.
Or else what,
boy scout?
We both know the hero
won't do anything rash.
He called my bluff.
So I'll have
to bluff better.
[SCREAMS]
[GASPS]
See! See!
I knew you wouldn't
really let me fall!
[SCREAMS]
[PANTING]
That's strike two.
Care to try for Okay, okay! I'll talk!
MASTER PLANNER
[ON EARPIECE]:
Nice and easy, Captain.
ELECTRO: Why do you
need this guy, Doc?
With your brain,
you can hack in anyplace.
MASTER PLANNER:
I appreciate
the vote of confidence,
but the codes are
kept in an isolated system.
I've no means of
access without his help.
Excellent, Captain.
Your daughter's
halfway home.
The secret entrance to
the Master Planner's lair.
But since there's
no way I'm getting
in the front door
[SHUDDERS]
I so need to invest in
a spider-themed wetsuit.
[GRUNTS]
[PANTING]
I'm somewhat occupied
at the moment.
I'm on it.
By now, Captain,
you'll have reached
their monitor room.
Agent Wade.
Agent Briggs.
Uh, monitor duty?
Drew the short straw, huh?
And yeah.
Dullest detail
on the FBI.
[BOTH GASP]
Let's find out
just how secure
the Homeland is?
[LAUGHS]
I'll call it in! This is a federal
facility, Stacy.
We'll handle this.
Wade, go.
All security personnel.
Facility under
external attack.
MASTER PLANNER:
External attack, indeed.
Squad One to the roof.
Squad Two, the street. Move.
[BEEPING]
Nice downloading,
Captain.
That virus has
given me access to
all HomeSec systems,
except the proprietary
mainframe containing
the portal codes.
But I've increased
your security clearance.
You may proceed.
Look, Stacy. Maybe
I picked the wrong time
to get territorial
Spider-Man!Don't worry,
Girlie.
I'll have you
out soon.
You're finished,
web-freak.
Look out!No! Let go
of the bars!
[GRUNTS]
No!
MASTER PLANNER:
Electro, take this
conflict elsewhere.
Uh, sure thing, MP.
So the Master Planner doesn't
want all this tech damaged.
Whoa, Max,
don't tell me
you're scared
of a second rate schemer
with a funny voice?
First, I'm not
scared a nothin'!
Second, Master Planner
ain't second rate nothin'!
And third, don't call me Max
or I'll fry you into nothin'!
MASTER PLANNER:
Electro, stand down!
SECURITY DEVICE:
Retinal Scan recognizes
Stacy-comma-George.
Clearance confirmed.
[GRUNTS]
Max, Maxie,
Maximilian, Maximum.
Shut up! Shut up!
Shut up!
Uh-oh [GRUNTS]
That's for zapping
Gwen. Twice.
MASTER PLANNER:
Nice uploading, Captain.
Now insert that drive
into any other computer.
I'll have my codes.
You'll get your daughter.
I want to
talk to Gwen.
This is no time
to test me, Captain.
[CREAKING]
[RUMBLING]
Stow the threats.
I'm not doing anything more
until I know she's okay.
Miss Stacy's
resting at the
I talk to her,
or you get nothing!
Fine!
Great. Even the walls
have arms.
But at least one
mystery's solved.
Hey, Master Planner,
some secret identity
advice from an expert.
Don't sign your work,
Doctor Octopus!
MASTER PLANNER: Yes,
Spider-Man, it's spectacularly
clever of you
to have guessed the truth
after I revealed it.
Yo, if you're gonna dance
with my date, then I'm totally
dancing with yours.
Bingo.
[BUZZING] [CRACKLING]
[GRUNTS]
Okay, that was
almost worth it.
If you want something
done right
[GROANS]
[GRUNTS]
[GROANING]
I thought
the arms race was over.
Oh, I've still
got a few up my sleeves.
[GRUNTS]
[WHIRS]
Ahhh!
[ZAPPING]
[YELLS]
[BEEPING]
[ACCELERATED WHIRRING]
[GASPS] Without server
to route signals [SHUDDERS]
It's too much!
Too much!
Must Destroy
Connection.
[GRUNTS]
[ZAPPING]
Congratulations,
arachnid.
My lair,
my master plan,
all ruined.
Thanks, I specialize
in foiling.
Only one option remains.
[ALARM BLARING]
Farewell, Spider-Man.
Enjoy your tomb.
[SCREECHING]
[GRUNTS]
[CREAKING]
[STRAINING]
Can't Budge It.
So cold.
Muscles stiff.
Numb.
This is it.
You fought the good fight.
[PANTS]
Did my best.
Even foiled Doc's plan.
No one could ask
anything more of me.
[GWEN GROANING]
What am I doing?
I can't give up.
Not with Gwen
depending on me!
[GRUNTING]
[SCREAMS]
[GASPS]
[GASPS]
[GASPS] It's cold! It'll get colder
if we don't get outta here.
Hold on.
What about him?
[GROANS]
So gonna hurt me
more than it hurts you.
Called that right.
Don't touch him.
He's still juiced.
[BUZZES]
MASTER PLANNER:
Abort mission.
Understood.
Planner?
Planner, are you there?
[PHONE RINGS]
Listen, Planner GWEN: Dad, it's me.
Gwen? I'm okay, Daddy.
Spider-Man saved me.
Are you I'm fine honey.
Just fine. Now.
[UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING]
AUNT MAY:
One minute to midnight!
I'm going to
try her again.
[GRUNTS]
[LAUGHS] I'm sure
Gwen appreciates
your perseverance.
[DIALING]
GEORGE: Hello?
Uh, hi, Captain Stacy.
It's Pete again.
Peter Parker?
Yeah, I know who you are,
Pete, but I've told you.
Gwen's been
through a lot, and Dad, is that my phone?
Not tonight it isn't.
Don't you
give me that look,
Gwendolyn Stacy.
[DOORBELL RINGS]
AUNT MAY: Now,
who could that be? Peter?
Hi, Petey. Liz?
What are you I mean
It's almost midnight.
Shouldn't you be,
you know, with Flash? AUNT MAY: Ten, nine
The thing is, I'll always care
about Flash, but tonight
I told him it's over.
AUNT MAY: Five, four
Really, really over. Three, two
See, I want to
be with you. One, zero!
Happy New Year!
[AULD LANG SYNEPLAYS ON TV]
Happy New Year,
Petey.
GWEN: Hello?
Anyone there?