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SPIDER-MAN: You're thinking, "It's almost Christmas.

Even Spidey must have a tree to trim, gifts to wrap."

[SHOUTS]

Go, go. I'm out of here.

But first, I gotta wrap up a little investigation.

See, even though I busted Mysterio,

all that tech he stole is still missing.

And every lowlife I meet

says Blackie Gaxton's the man to talk to.

So talk, Blackie.

Who are you kidding?

What's the big hero gonna do if I clam up?

Blackie, give me 2-to-1 on--

Spider-Man.

Bye.

I don't know. Maybe just hang out a while.

Okay, okay.

Rumor is, Mysterio was fronting for some big boss.

The guy's hiring cons, crooks, even construction workers.

But everyone's sworn to secrecy

on pain of you-know-what.

That's the sum total of my knowledge.

Uh, thanks, Blackie. I owe you an eggnog.

[GASPS] Ho, ho, ho.

I'm Spidey-Claus.

And what would your name be, young man?

[STAMMERING] It's Patch. Patch.

Wow, did your parents have foresight or what?

Yeah, anyway, Patch,

you know what I want for Christmas?

N-- Name of Mysterio's boss? That's a start.

Th-- They call him the Master Planner.

But that's all I know.

Look, believe me.

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MASTER PLANNER: Yes, Tinkerer?

Spider-Man's closing in.

Round up the usual suspects

and destroy him.

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Livin' on the edge Fighting crime, spinning webs

Swinging from The highest ledge

He can leap above our heads

Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah

Ah, ah, ah Ah, ah, ah

Villains on the rise And the city's victimized

Looking up with no surprise Arriving in the speed of time

Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah

Ah, ah, ah Ah, ah, ah

Spectacular Spectacular Spider-Man

Spectacular Spectacular Spider-Man

Spectacular

Spectacular Spectacular Spider-Man

Spectacular Spectacular Spider-Man

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Toomes, Beck. Breakfast.

Move it or--

A hologram.

Oh, man, not again.

The warden's gonna freak.

At least you're real.

[SCREAMS]

[ALARM SOUNDS]

Lockdown. Sandman and Rhino escaped.

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WOMAN: That's encouraging news, Cletus.

But it was Max's turn to speak.

Electro, doc. Electro.

I don't need a regular name no more.

Right, Dr. Octopus?

I beg you not to call me that.

I despise everything associated with that name.

The criminal activities, the wanton violence.

Otto, your progress is nothing short of amazing.

[ROARS]

[GASPS, SCREAMS]

[GRUNTING]

Dr. Octopus, I presume. No, no, no.

No. Leave me alone. Keep your paws off him.

You misunderstand, doctor.

Kraven is sent to liberate you and Electro.

Forget him.

I used to worship the doc.

But what's left of him isn't worth the trouble.

Ahh. That's better.

Let's blow this stand.

Please, Max, you don't have to--

[SCREAMS]

I told you, it's Electro.

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Gotcha. [CHUCKLES]

Oh, so close.

Wow. Peter, that was amazing.

PETER: Uh- oh. Better not look too good.

Whoa-- Whoa!

[GRUNTS]

[CHUCKLES] Yeah, great triple klutz.

[LAUGHS]

Looks like my favorite tutor needs a little lesson.

Only if you're offering.

I think I am.

[FLASH GRUNTING]

Flash, are you okay? Do I look okay?

Sorry. I didn't mean--

No. Forget it.

So, uh,

you started physical therapy?

Yeah.

Well, great. Soon you'll be good as new.

And those college scouts will be busting down your door.

That's not exactly what he-- Uh, Liz?

I'm ready for my lesson. Petey, can't you see

I'm in the middle of something?

Take yourself for a spin.

Most of you have met.

But Kraven and Electro,

this is Rhino, Vulture, Sandman and Mysterio.

Hmm. [GROWLS]

Is there a problem?

I've had bad experiences with cats.

Ahem, gentlemen,

allow me to introduce our host and benefactor

the Master Planner. [

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MASTER PLANNER: Tinkerer informs me

Dr. Octopus declined my invitation.

This is disappointing.

I had so hoped to inaugurate the Sinister Seven.

Four, five.

Don't we got seven? What about this guy?

Strictly technical support.

Trust me, he is useless in a fight.

MASTER PLANNER: No matter.

A new Sinister Six will suffice.

Suffice for what, exactly?

To help me inaugurate the age of the super-criminal.

This is your time, my colorful friends.

Once you dispose of a certain red-and-blue-clad pest.

Uh, excuse me?

How exactly is a new Six

supposed to fare any better than the old one?

Unsurprisingly, I have a plan.

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[PEOPLE GASPING, CHEERING]

GIRL: Yeah.

Hey, QB. Want a slushy?

[CHUCKLES] Oh, yeah. Delicious.

[LAUGHS]

You are so going down.

KONG: In your dreams. LIZ: Get him, Flash.

[ALL LAUGH]

Hey, Gwen. Stand a little company?

Whoa, look. What did I do to deserve--?

You've barely said two words to me since--

Since the you-know-what.

So I get it, okay? I'm not your first choice.

But I won't be your second choice either.

Skating on thin ice again, eh?

M.J. You saw that, huh?

Saw it, heard it. It's so painful, I almost felt it.

Look, tiger,

you're one of my favorite guys.

PETER: Would you look at her?

She's gorg--

But you distract too easy.

Gwen's got a totally legit gripe.

Decide what you want, Pete.

Then focus on getting it done.

Don't suppose you'd help a poor distractible boy

sort through all this?

[CHUCKLES]

I sort better with cocoa.

Sorting cocoa coming right up.

He's not here.

KRAVEN [OVER RADIO]: He's here. I smell him.

MASTER PLANNER: Team one, deploy.

That will lure the do-gooder into the open.

ELECTRO: Way ahead of you.

Ow! Hot. Oh.

Spider-Man.

Come out to play.

[ALL SCREAMING]

[LISPING] And that's probably

the least painful part of my night.

[ALL SCREAMING] Show yourself,

you wall-crawling--

SPIDER-MAN [LISPING]: Now, now, watch the mouth.

There are children present.

What? Oh!

[LISPING] I burned my tongue, okay?

Ahh!

Beaky? Is there a revolving door at that prison?

What? SPIDER-MAN: I need to stop

with the banter till the tongue's healed.

Vulture and Electro are a pretty unlikely team of two.

Gotta figure on the entire Simpleton Six.

[SCREAMS]

Hey, Vultch, you notice?

Big hero doesn't seem too focused on us.

Why, you're right. It's almost

as if he expects more company.

[VULTURE LAUGHS] [ALL SCREAM]

[LAUGHING]

[ALL GRUNTING]

SPIDER-MAN: Gotta get these goons off the ice.

SPIDER-MAN: Come on, guys.

Let's play Follow the Leader.

Let's not.

[ALL SCREAM]

SPIDER-MAN: Okay, can't lure them away.

Gotta take them out. So focus and make your play.

Ahh! No!

Beaky's awfully protective of that glorified tiara.

Which means I can use his paranoia to pin his wings.

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I said, no.

[GRUNTING]

You know, for an evil old nob, you make a lovely ornament.

Don't worry, Vultch. Electro's got your back.

No, you fool. I'll be free in a moment.

[SCREAMS]

[LISPING] You blew up a Christmas tree?

The Christmas tree? Harsh.

Uh-oh. [CROWD SCREAMING]

Liz, move. Flash.

Whoa, Spidey, thanks. Hey, sign my cast.

Er, maybe later.

[GRUNTS]

Mary Jane, where's Peter?

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[GRUNTS]

At least I got him off the ice.

Now if I could just get him off the planet. Hello.

ELECTRO: You won't escape me that easy.

That your best shot? Feeble.

If at first, yadda yadda yadda.

Eventually, you'll run out of tires. And then I'll--

Then you'll what?

Take me out for a spin?

[SCREAMING]

[GRUNTING, SCREAMING]

That coat-- Or should I say coating.

--looks amazing on you.

Non-conductive, you say? Gorgeous.

[SIGHS]

[GRUNTING]

Hey, Spidey, don't fade on us now.

Sparks and Flaps were just the appetizer.

Time for the main course.

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[ALARM SOUNDS] Ahh.

Anyone get the number of that sleigh?

[LAUGHS] Ain't he a clever boy.

See, it's Christmas Eve, and he said, "sleigh."

You know, instead of truck.

Too bad I'm more like a tank.

Hey. The thing about tanks?

They don't corner well.

Plus they're ugly. Oh!

Hey, O'Hirn, this is kind of fun, me and you, right?

Just like old times.

Only now, we're kicking his tail.

[PASSENGERS SCREAM] Excuse me, pardon me.

Coming through.

[GRUNTS]

Arms, check. Legs, check.

Head, check.

And my burnt tongue's better too. Christmas miracle.

[ALARM SOUNDS]

A bug for a bug. Yeah, I got that.

For you, that was clever. Thanks.

Guys, feliz Navidad.

Happy Hanukkah, Kwanzaa, solstice.

Can't we put our differences aside for one night?

Nope. Nope.

When we're done with you,

there won't be enough left to stuff my stocking.

Hey, Rhino, toss him over. I wanna pull off that mask

and see who he is before we end it.

Sorry, I'm strictly a do-not-unwrap-

until- Christmas-morning superhero.

SPIDER-MAN: Okay, playing punching bag

turns out to be remarkably ineffective,

so focus on Plan B.

[SCREAMS]

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[ROARS]

Ha, ha. That all you got? Oh, I got more.

If you're beast enough to come and get it.

Oh, I'll show you who's beast enough.

Here. You're gonna need this.

I hate you so much.

[GRUNTS]

[SCREAMS]

He's slower.

The night air's freezing

that hydrant water saturating his silicates.

He's not the only one.

Guess we'll do this the hard way.

Heads up, Frosty.

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[SIGHS] Four down,

two to go. All right.

Shocker, Octopus, show yourselves.

KRAVEN: Arachnid!

Oh, me and my big mouth.

I've already been fried, slashed, battered

and frozen tonight.

I'm a web-head in desperate need of downtime.

[SCREAMS]

[GRUNTS]

So not what I meant. [HORN HONKS]

[DRAGON ROARING]

MAN: Oh, my God. WOMAN: What's that?

[ROARING]

I'm totally wiped, and let's face it,

I've never actually beaten the Six myself.

Oh, man, I hope it's only six.

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Think I lost them. Yikes.

Lock your chimneys, folks.

[ROARS] Fool.

No prey escapes Kraven.

I track smell of your fear to ends of earth.

Big talk for a substitute loser. Oh!

Guess the hunter was afraid to take me on alone this time.

KRAVEN: Is way of jungle. The pack wears prey down

for alpha male to crush.

[DRAGON ROARING]

[GRUNTS]

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It's called Poisson G?t?. Nice, huh?

[PEOPLE MURMURING]

WOMAN: Spider-Man.

[CROWD SCREAMING]

[ROARS]

[SNIFFS]

Wow, great perfume. Can I try some?

[ROARS]

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Can you smell me now?

A bit too soon to gloat, Spider-Man.

Well, you are the expert on premature gloatilation.

We shall see.

[CHANTING ARCANE WORDS]

[CACKLING]

Rematch. Rematch. [GRUNTING]

That's it.

Harassment. Call my lawyer.

No Christmas spirit.

[SCREAMS]

[MYSTERIO LAUGHS]

Second floor.

Toys, housewares, superhero defeats.

[CROWD SCREAMING]

Kraven, no.

SPIDER-MAN: If the real Mysterio's down there,

then this one's a bot. A bot about to--

Oh, fudge.

[ROBOT OVERLOADING]

[SCREAMING]

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[GROWLS]

Please tell me these guys are going on the naughty list.

SPIDER-MAN: Mysterio.

I'm using that stupid fishbowl of yours as a snow globe.

Not if you can't find me.

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[GRUNTING]

Whoa, easy there, hero.

No need for vio-- Ouch!

Just making sure you're not a bot.

I'm not, I'm not.

I know the Master Planner set this up.

Who is he? And what's he doing with that tech you stole?

Gee, I don't know.

Think maybe the Master Planner has a master plan?

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[TIRES SCREECHING]

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[INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER]

Be ready.

The Vulture's still dangerous.

I'm sure Pete's fine.

PETER: Why wouldn't I be?

Pete. Ow!

Hot! Sorry, sorry.

Wait, no, I'm not sorry. Where have you been?

The snack bar ran out of cocoa, so I went down the street.

Why?

So you missed all the action?

I thought--

I-- I thought you were buried under that tree.

PETER: Parker, you are a grade-A idiot.

Uh-- Gwen.

I know that I've been unfocused and--

OFFICER: He's gone.

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MASTER PLANNER: Extractions complete?

[ELECTRONIC BLEEPS]

Extractions complete.

Or nearly.

MAN [OVER TV]: The rest of the Six are still at large

and considered extremely dangerous.

This is not right. Not right.

Otto, nobody's going to hurt you.

[CRASHING THUDS]

[SCREAMS]

No. No.

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No, no, no!

MAN [OVER TV]: Only Mysterio was taken into custody.

Man, he better not be another robot.

Peter, please. It's Christmas.

I'm sorry, Aunt May.

Here. Open yours.

Oh, Peter, it's lovely.

I figured-- It's our first Christmas without him.

I wanted to find a way to--

He's here, Peter.

He's always here.

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