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INT. PARKER HOME - LIVING ROOM
May and Mary Jane sit on the couch, watching the continuing
coverage of the riots. Footage of the Spider-Man chase is
also being shown from time to time. May shakes her head.
MAY
Is all that necessary?
MARY JANE
I wish I knew.
Mary Jane looks at May and sees the worry in her eyes. She
puts her hand on her shoulder.
MARY JANE
How you holding up?
MAY
I keep telling myself I'm worrying
over nothing. That he'll walk
through the door any minute now.
MARY JANE
He will, don't worry.
MAY
It's just that he's been acting so
different these last few months.
MARY JANE
He's coming out of his shell.
May nods with a smile.
MAY
Yes, there's that. But... at the
same time, he's different. Distant,
in a different way.
MARY JANE
Distant?
MAY
Like tonight. He sneaks out, and
doesn't even say a word to me. I'm
not that strict, am I? That he
feels like he has to sneak out?
(beat)
It makes me wonder what it is he's
doing out there all the time.
MARY JANE
Out where?
MAY
Wherever he goes. This isn't the
first time this has happened. He
stays gone half the night, comes
home at two in the morning. Says
he's been studying with you.
Mary Jane appears confused, but tries to hide it.
MAY
He's not, is he?
MARY JANE
We study.
May eyes her.
MAY
Mary Jane, don't you cover for him.
I know you two are close, but he
needs to own up to his mistakes.
MARY JANE
I really don't know what to say.
I'm sure it's nothing bad.
MAY
I wish I could get myself to
believe that, but when he starts
collapsing at school...
MARY JANE
You think he's...
MAY
I don't know. I'd like to think
he's better than that, but we all
make mistakes. Peter's no
different.
MARY JANE
I really don't think...
Mary Jane's attention is drawn to the TV.
MARY JANE
Oh my God.
ANGLE ON TV
The riot is in full swing. After a moment, Gwen, Eddie,
Flash, and Kenny pass in front of the camera.
BACK TO SCENE as both May and Mary Jane react.
MARY JANE
What are they doing?!
MAY
I hope Peter isn't there.
They share concerned glances as we:
FADE TO:
INT. INTERROGATION ROOM
Fury sits, just as before, opposite Peter.
PETER
I was still getting used to my
abilities, but I could've taken
them both apart no problem.
FURY
But you didn't.
Peter shakes his head.
PETER
The responsibility thing, remember?
FURY
Your uncle's journal.
Peter nods, a look of sadness crossing his face.
PETER
He killed a guy. On the job. He was
a cop, and the guy shot him, and
would have killed him, so he had no
choice. I don't think he ever felt
that way, though. The guy was a
murderer, but he always regretted
doing what he had to do.
Fury nods, briefly taking his eyes away from Peter.
FURY
I can understand that.
PETER
Do you have a family?
Fury suddenly seems to be somewhat uneasy.
FURY
That's...
PETER
Classified?
FURY
Personal.
A tense few moments of silence.
FURY
I had a wife. We had a daughter.
Then the Gulf War happened and
things fell apart.
PETER
She didn't like the war?
FURY
No, I died.
Peter stares at him for a moment. Fury taps his eye patch.
FURY
I lost this in a battle in Iran. We
weren't supposed to be there, but
we were. When things went bad, it
was decided that we'd disappear.
Become ghosts. The military always
needs people that don't exist.
PETER
You ever try to see them?
FURY
Once. It didn't go well.
(beat)
Probably for the best. They're
better off without me.
PETER
Do you really believe that?
FURY
Depends on how my day is going.
There's a knock at the door. Fury stands and opens it.
Outside, an agent hands him a slip of paper.
FURY
Dismissed.
The agent salutes and exits.
PETER
Gas bill?
Fury reads the note and suddenly looks grim.
FURY
They're rioting over you.
PETER
Am I supposed to be proud or
concerned?
Fury eyes Peter, then balls up the paper.
PETER
You know, I could help.
FURY
My agents will handle this.
PETER
But...
FURY
I said they'll handle it.
(beat)
You're not going anywhere.
Peter sighs in frustration.
EXT. MANHATTAN - STREETS
Trest and Beason approach a group of police cars. A POLICE
SARGENT stops them before they get too close.
SARGENT
This is as far as it goes, boys.
Trest whips out a badge.
TREST
Federal riot response.
The Sargent eyes him suspiciously.
SARGENT
Two of you? That's it?
TREST
My men have already taken
positions. We're waiting on some...
From above, several HELICOPTERS buzz into view. They shine
their spotlights down onto the crowd.
TREST
Backup. It's about time.
SARGENT
Look, whoever you are, we've...
TREST
Got one hell of a mess on your
hands. Don't worry, there's plenty
here for everyone. You and your men
can back us up.
(beat)
It's not like you have a choice.
The Sargent doesn't like this, but knows there's nothing he
can do. He turns back to his men.
SARGENT
Alright boys, we're gonna be
backing up the feds on this one!
Groans can be heard from the cops. Trest grabs a radio.
TREST
(into the radio)
Black hawk, this is eagle eye.
VOICE
(filtered; through radio)
Copy eagle eye, we're ready to go.
TREST
Where are my trucks?
VOICE
They couldn't get through. We're
gonna have to drop them in.
TREST
Lovely. Well, get moving. We don't
have all day.
VOICE
Aye, sir.
Trest turns back to the Sargent.
TREST
We're having some trouble getting
our guys through. Your men can
handle the east side. We'll...
Suddenly, an EXPLOSION rips through the crowd. After a
moment, there's a SECOND EXPLOSION.
TREST
What the hell was that?
Trest's radio crackles to life:
VOICE
We've got mutants!
TREST
Level two or three?
There's nothing but static. In the distance, the crowd has
been worked into a frenzy by the explosions.
TREST
Two or three!?
VOICE
Two! Two level two's.
A THIRD EXPLOSION echoes through the air.
VOICE
Correction! That's a two and a
three! Repeat, we have a three!
Trest quickly turns to Beason.
TREST
Get Colonel Fury on the line, now!
Beason rushes off.
SARGENT
What now?
Trest doesn't respond.
EXT. MANHATTAN - STREETS - ELSEWHERE
Amidst the chaos, Gwen and Eddie are being bounced around as
people flee the explosions, and the mutants.
Flash and Kenny can be seen several yards away.
GWEN
This isn't exactly like a mosh pit!
EDDIE
Over here! There's a break!
They find a slight opening in the crowd, and pass through it.
As they hurry through the break, another EXPLOSION goes off,
this one very close by. They're both thrown to the ground as
debris rains down from above.
From the direction of the explosion, TWO FIGURES emerge. We
recognize them as the two figures in hoodies from before.
They continue walking, but stop as a line of COPS and
S.H.I.E.L.D. TROOPS in riot gear step out of the crowd.
One looks to be in his early 20's, with long blonde hair.
This is KYLE GIBNEY. He grins at the sight of the troops.
KYLE
This should be fun.
The other removes their hood and we see that it's a female.
She's roughly the same age as the other, with long dark hair.
This is ALISON CRESTMERE. She picks up a piece of debris and
it flashes red with heat. She grins.
ALISON
Loads.
Off the stand-off, we:
FADE OUT.
END OF ACT TWO
ACT THREE
FADE IN:
INT. INTERROGATION ROOM
Fury shakes his head with a sigh.
FURY
No, we don't actually have
prosthetic eyes.
There's a knock on the door. Fury stands.
FURY
Wait here.
Peter holds up his cuffed hands.
PETER
Not exactly going anywhere.
Fury exits. A moment later he returns, tossing Peter his
mask. Peter looks down at the mask, then back up at Fury.
PETER
Just like that?
FURY
You're needed. We weren't prepared
for this.
He grabs Peter's hands, unlocking the cuffs.
Peter pulls the mask on.
SPIDER-MAN
What's the story, morning glory?
Fury opens the door and offers the way out.
INT. HALLWAY
The hallway matches the appearance of the interrogation room.
Gray walls, gray carpet, gray ceiling. A spot of chrome every
now and then. Fury walks briskly, followed by Spider-Man.
SPIDER-MAN
You guys really need to hire a new
decorator.
Fury glances back at him.
SPIDER-MAN
My Aunt would do wonders for this
place. Probably do it cheap.
FURY
Do you have a smart-ass comment for
everything?
SPIDER-MAN
Hey, I haven't said anything about
that snazzy jacket you're wearing.
No reaction from Fury.
SPIDER-MAN
I'll save it for later.
The hallway ends at a bare wall. No sign of a way out.
SPIDER-MAN
I knew we should have taken that
left back there.
Fury places his hand on the wall and it parts in the middle,
revealing a pair of chrome elevator doors.
SPIDER-MAN
Nice.
They enter into:
INT. ELEVATOR - CONTINUOUS
The doors slide shut behind them.
FURY
Top floor.
The elevator begins to move.
SPIDER-MAN
You guys don't have a holodeck by
any chance...?
Fury glances his way briefly, but doesn't speak. There's a
moment of silence, broken by:
FURY
(re: costume)
Is that thing comfortable?
SPIDER-MAN
(immediately)
Yes.
(then)
It breathes well.
There's another moment of awkward silence.
FURY
Elevator halt.
The elevator stops suddenly. Spider-Man looks over at Fury.
SPIDER-MAN
Look, I don't know what kind of
impression you got from that...
FURY
Shut up.
SPIDER-MAN
Shutting up.
FURY
Your release has a few conditions,
and you will meet these conditions
or my superiors will be very upset.
And when they're upset, I'm upset.
SPIDER-MAN
They must be upset a lot.
FURY
You will have a scheduled
debriefing every two weeks. This
way we know what you're up to, and
to help us make sure you're okay.
SPIDER-MAN
Check.
FURY
Second, you will come in for a
battery of tests. Physical and
psychological. We want to know what
you're capable of.
SPIDER-MAN
Check, check.
FURY
And third. Any special cases you
come across, you report to us.
SPIDER-MAN
Special cases?
FURY
Mutants. The last thing this
country needs is a bunch of freak
criminals running around out there.
SPIDER-MAN
Triple check.
FURY
Good, now...
SPIDER-MAN
Wait. I have a few conditions of my
own.
Fury raises an eyebrow.
SPIDER-MAN
If I'm going to do this, the crime
fighter thing, and I have to report
to you, I want some guarantees.
FURY
Such as?
SPIDER-MAN
Fist off, no more crap like
tonight. If you want me, call me.
Call off those flying footballs,
too. They've got my sense going off
non-stop. Third, I don't want you
guys always following me around,
spying on me. I'm not a terrorist,
so don't treat me like one.
FURY
Anything else?
SPIDER-MAN
I want protection for my friends
and family. You know, if things
ever get... crazy.
Fury mulls it over.
FURY
Elevator, continue.
SPIDER-MAN
Is that a yes?
FURY
It's a maybe.
SPIDER-MAN
Oh, and any chance you could put me
on the pay roll?
Fury smirks.
FURY
Don't push your luck.
EXT. MANHATTAN - STREETS
The S.H.I.E.L.D. troops and the two mutants face-off in the
middle of the street. All around them, the crowd is fleeing
the area as quickly as they can. Fires burn all around.
The troops march forward, but are soon engulfed in flames.
ANGLE ON ALISON
Somehow controlling the flames from one of the previous
explosions, fanning them in the direction of the troops.
BACK TO SCENE as the troops are forced back.
She grabs a piece of metal debris from the ground. As she
holds it in her grasp it begins to heat rapidly.
She HURDLES it toward a set of nearby power lines, snapping
them. The live wires fall to the ground, and the street
lights go dim. The troops dodge the sparks.
From above, SPOTLIGHTS shine down onto the scene.
CHOPPER AGENT (O.S.)
(over megaphone)
Stop what you're doing immediately!
Kyle looks up with a grin. Suddenly, he LEAPS into the air,
all the way to the chopper. He reaches into the cockpit,
grabbing the PILOT'S leg and pulling.
He's pulled from his chair, and the controls. The chopper
spins out of control as Kyle drops back to the street.
He lands atop a battered car, looking up just in time to see
the chopper CRASH into a nearby building.
Glass shatters, and an explosion rips through the building.
EXT. BAXTER BUILDING - ROOFTOP
Looking out onto the city, the trouble area is clearly marked
by pillars of smoke and fire that rise from the streets.
A pair of elevator doors part to reveal Fury and Spider-Man.
They step out and observe the destruction below.
SPIDER-MAN
What's happening down there?
FURY
A couple of mutant thugs figured
they'd take advantage of the
situation to stage a not-so
peaceful protest.
Silence as Spidey continues to stare at the fire below.
FURY
Think you can handle it?
SPIDER-MAN
I've never done anything this big.
FURY
Everyone has to grow-up sometime.
(then)
I think you'll do fine. Just be
smart. Trust your instincts. My men
will do what they can to help.
SPIDER-MAN
Nice to know.
Fury pulls out two familiar objects from his jacket. The WEB
SHOOTERS appear to have been modified. He hands them over.
FURY
You'll need these.
Spider-Man examines them curiously.
SPIDER-MAN
What did you do?
FURY
I had my engineers make a few
modifications. It's a miracle you
haven't gotten killed swinging
around on those things by now.
Spider-Man slips on the shooters. He takes a deep breath.
SPIDER-MAN
Here goes nothing...
FURY
Good luck, kid.
"Knocked Down" by Pennywise begins to play as Spidey takes
off running, then LEAPS off the building.
Fury pulls out a small walkie-talkie.
FURY
Get me Major Trest.
EXT. MANHATTAN - HIGH ABOVE
Spider-Man ends his free fall from atop the Baxter Building,
firing a strand of webbing at a nearby building.
The webbing has noticeably more pressure behind it.
SPIDER-MAN
Come on Pete, you can do this!
He fires off another burst, pulling himself out of frame.
EXT. MANHATTAN - STREETS
The crowd is now pushing through the S.H.I.E.L.D. troops, as
well as the cops. Their job has changed from crowd control,
to protecting the crowd. Among the crowd are Gwen and Eddie.
They push forward, trying to escape the mayhem going on
behind them. Another explosion whips the crowd into a frenzy,
causing them to be separated. Eddie looks around frantically.
EDDIE
Gwen?!
He spots her, being pressed against a police car by the sea
of people. It looks like she's having trouble breathing.
Eddie rushes through the crowd, or tries to.
EDDIE
Gwen!
He isn't having much luck trying to move against the flow of
people. Meanwhile, Gwen looks dazed and unsure of what she
should be doing. A thin red line streams down the side of her
face from her hair line. She looks around frantically.
Eddie pushes and pulls at those around him, trying to find an
opening, any opening, in the crowd. Finally, he snaps.
A MAN tries to push him aside. Eddie shoves him back.
The man grabs Eddie by his shirt collar, but he catches him
with a HARD PUNCH to the face. He staggers back, and is lost
in the crowd. Eddie continues to push forward.
Finally, he reaches a dazed Gwen and begins shoving people
away from her. It's not going very well.
EDDIE
Give her some room!
(turns to Gwen)
Are you okay?
GWEN
Definitely been better.
TREST (O.S.)
(over megaphone)
Mutant criminals, you are under
arrest for endangerment of civilian
lives and destruction of public
property.
CUT TO:
EXT. MANHATTAN - STREETS - POLICE BLOCKADE
Trest stands atop the surveillance van, surrounded by police
cars, cops, and S.H.I.E.L.D. agents. He shouts over the mic.
TREST
Come quietly or we will use lethal
force! We are not screwing around!
The mutants reply with ANOTHER EXPLOSION, this one sending a
CAR flying through the air.
TREST
Now that's just not nice.
BACK TO:
EXT. MANHATTAN - STREETS
Gwen and Eddie take cover, along with everyone else in the
area as the CAR spins toward them in the air. It spins closer
and closer, and is just about to impact when...
It STOPS in mid-air, and is pulled in the opposite direction
by Spider-Man, who swings in from above.
CUT TO:
INT. DAILY BUGLE - MAIN FLOOR
The crowd of REPORTERS gathered around the TV begin cheering
loudly, especially Robbie, who has a broad smile across his
face. Betty looks over at him with a smile.
BETTY
Yep, definitely Spidey fan.
Robbie smiles at her.
ROBBIE
You have no idea.
Meanwhile, standing in his office doorway, Jonah watches on
with a frown. He turns and walks back into the office,
slamming the door shut behind him.
BACK TO:
EXT. MANHATTAN - STREETS
The car crashes into the street away from civilians. Spidey
lands on the side of a building.
Alison grins.
ALISON
Always wanted a crack at this guy.
She picks up a piece of debris and it begins to glow. He
throws it at Spider-Man, who quickly jumps away. The debris
blows a hole in the side of the building he was on.
Spidey lands on the ground, now in front of the mutants. He
looks at them and tilts his head.
SPIDER-MAN
Easy way or hard way?
KYLE
This should be fun.
Kyle rushes Spider-Man, but he LEAPS up, landing both feet on
the back of his head and pushing off.
SPIDER-MAN
Guess it's the hard way...
Kyle falls forward, while Spidey lands in front of Alison.
He stands there for a moment, his arms crossed.
ALISON
What?
SPIDER-MAN
You're a chick?
Alison takes a swing at Spidey, but he blocks it. After a
moment, though, his arm begins to smoke. He snatches away.
SPIDER-MAN
Ouch! That hurt!
Alison grins as Spidey's SENSE kicks in.
He quickly turns and is met with a KICK to the chest.
Spider-Man flies through the air, landing on a pile of
debris. Kyle and Alison look down at him from above.
KYLE
Not so tough on your back, are you?
SPIDER-MAN
Okay, do you have any idea how
wrong that came out just now?
In a flash, he jumps to his feet, catching Kyle with a stiff
KICK to the jaw. He sails back into a street sign.
Alison grabs a flaming piece of what looks to have once been
a tire. She focuses on the fire, and it forms into a ball.
She THROWS her hands forward, LAUNCHING the fireball at
Spider-Man. He leaps over it, but as he lands, a PIECE OF HOT
DEBRIS flies into frame, smacking him in the chest.
He falls to the ground, and tries to catch his breath.
SPIDER-MAN
Okay, so you're a tough chick.
(beat, coughs)
My bad.
Spidey slowly climbs to his feet, but Kyle has a STOP SIGN in
his hands, which he quickly FIRES at Spidey.
He BACKFLIPS out of the way, grabbing the sign as it flies
past him. As he lands, he THROWS it right back.
Kyle JUMPS over it, then into the air toward Spidey.
SPIDER-MAN
Who are you supposed to be anyway?
Monkey-Man?
Spidey takes a swing, but hits air. He takes several more,
but they're all dodged rather easily.
KYLE
Some of us don't need to sell our
souls to support the cause!
He kicks Spidey in the gut, grabs him and THROWS him into the
air, where he hits up against a police car.
Spidey looks up from on his back.
SPIDER-MAN
Wait, you don't seriously think I
make money off this, do you?
He slowly makes his way back to his feet.
SPIDER-MAN
Because let me tell you, I am so
broke it's not even funny.
Kyle runs toward him, leaping into the air with his fist
raised. Spider-Man fires a burst of webbing his way, which
sprays his face and arms.
He FLIPS off the car, snatching him higher into the air, and
SLAMMING him down onto the hood.
Spidey looks down at his hands.
SPIDER-MAN
(re: web shooters)
Sunshine wasn't kidding. These
things are great!
His sense goes off again, and he immediately BACKFLIPS,
avoiding being hit with another FIREBALL. He jumps over to
where Alison is standing and begins walking sideways.
Alison's eyes remain trained on him.
SPIDER-MAN
You know, I was raised never to hit
a girl.
ALISON
You'll never get that close.
Spidey looks behind him, then turns back. He takes a step
forward, but Alison is ready. She pulls a CROWBAR from behind
her back. As it begins to heat, she throws it.
Spidey doesn't miss a beat. He flips backwards, landing on a
nearby FIRE HYDRANT. He RIPS the valve off, causing a large
jet of WATER to spray. It hits Alison, launching her into the
air several feet, where she finally hits the ground, dazed.
Spidey quickly approaches the car and Kyle, who is laying on
the hood, barely conscious. Spider-Man looks down at him.
SPIDER-MAN
Please tell me you've had enough,
because I haven't slept in like a
week, and I'd really...
Kyle attempts a punch, but Spidey blocks it.
SPIDER-MAN
(sighs)
Didn't think so.
He PUNCHES him once more in the face, and he drops back down,
bruised, beaten, and unconcious. Spidey turns to the crowd.
They're dead still, and silent. He waves at them.
SPIDER-MAN
I was, uh... in the neighborhood.
They begin to CHEER and start rushing him.
ANGLE ON TREST
Watching from a distance, a phone to his ear.
TREST
Understood, Colonel.
He ends the call, and turns to Beason.
BEASON
Should we apprehend him?
TREST
No. He's on our side.
BACK TO SCENE as the crowd approaches Spider-Man.
SPIDER-MAN
Whoa, easy folks! One at a time!
Plenty of Spidey to go around!
Spidey takes in the cheering crowd around him, almost in awe.
He turns around and finds himself facing Gwen and Eddie. He
stands there for a moment in silence, then turns back.
SPIDER-MAN
(deeper voice)
Okay folks, I've been sick for a
few days, and no one wants a Spidey
Flu. Back it up!
He fires a strand of webbing into the air, and a moment later
pulls himself into the air. He swings away and out of view.
A moment later, a NEWS CREW rushes to the spot where he was
standing. Gwen looks over at Eddie with a grin.
GWEN
You wanted to make TV?
Eddie smiles faintly.
EDDIE
I was thinking we could go loot
that pawn shop down the street.
Gwen shoots him a glare.
EDDIE
I kid, I kid!
(then)
Actually, I think I've had enough
excitement for one night. What do
you say we get outta here?
GWEN
Sounds like a plan.
They begin walking away from the crowd.
GWEN
You were pretty brave back there.
EDDIE
My ho was in trouble. What's a pimp
without his ho?
She smacks him in the arm.
EDDIE
Ow! I mean... my princess was in
dire straights! What's a prince
without his princess?
GWEN
If I wasn't so exhausted I'd smack
you again.
EDDIE
You know, I really am sorry for all
this. It was my idea. My... stupid,
idiotic idea to come down here in
the first place. If I'd have known
you were going to get hurt...
GWEN
I know. It's cool, I mean, cuts and
bruises aside, it was a once in a
lifetime thing. I'll be telling my
grandkids about this some day.
EDDIE
Great. Tell them a bout how crazy
grandpa Eddie drug you out to a
race riot and nearly got us both
killed!
Gwen elbows him in the side.
GWEN
Slow down, old man.
He smiles. Gwen rests her head against him as they walk.
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