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I can't believe it-- a date with Felicia Hardy.

Finally.

Oh, sure, I'm only taking her...

to the science exhibit as her physics tutor...

but after that spider slayer business...

I didn't think she'd ever let me see her again.

Who's there?

Uh, Peter Parker. I'm here to--

Relax, Parker.

Felicia's just a simple, sweet, regular girl...

with a front lawn the size of Central Park.

So, when does this place apply for statehood?

Maybe I should've worn a suit...

or at least a new shirt.

Come in, Mr. Parker.

I'll announce you.

Yep. Definitely a new shirt.

Camera three, negative function. Please investigate.

Wow. Aunt May's whole place could fit in this one room.

And there'd still be space...

for the Jets to hold the scrimmage.

Security, code red. Code--aah!

Parker!

How sweet. You brought flowers.

Thank you.

Oh, it's nothing. Heh.

So, where's your mom?

Parker. She's out buying a new yacht.

Well, what happened? The old one get wet?

Shall we take the convertible?

It's kind of chilly out, but I'll keep you warm.

I'll get a jacket, if it's all the same to you.

No! Put me--aah!

Felicia!

Uhh! Let go! Aah!

Help!

Uhh! Uhh!

Aah! Help! No!

Four metallic arms?

Yes. That's what I saw.

I keep telling you.

Did you notice anything else about him?

A couple extra heads maybe?

Look, I don't care whether you believe me or not.

Felicia's gone. You should be out looking for her.

My daughter--where is she?

What happened to her? Who are you?

Mrs. Hardy, I'm Agent Ford, FBI. I have bad news.

Your daughter's been kidnapped.

-Kidnapped? -We found this note out front.

It says ransom instructions will follow.

That signature--Doctor Octavius.

-You know him? -Well, that explains it.

The Hardy Foundation refused to grant money...

for his outlandish experiments.

He must want revenge.

Doctor Octavius? Otto Octavius? It can't be.

When I was ten, Uncle Ben enrolled me at science camp...

and the man who ran the camp was Dr. Otto Octavius.

He was a genius-- had a real gift for teaching.

I remember once I tried an experiment of my own.

It blew up in my face...

and the other kids started laughing at me.

But then Dr. Octavius said something I'll never forget.

Their laughter is meaningless.

Science is the important thing.

It justifies all that we do in its service.

What could've changed him?

And where could he take Felicia?

Unh! What do you want from me?

Unh! Who are you?

Who am I? What's in a name, hmm?

An octopus by any other name would still be as deadly.

Aah!

Please, please.

I've never done anything to you.

No, of course you haven't.

That's what they all say.

No one's ever done anything to Dr. Octopus.

It started with my colleagues. They ridiculed me.

Those mindless fools could not comprehend...

how a cold fusion reaction...

could be generated in a battery...

so I approached the Hardy Foundation...

for funding of my experiments.

They promised to grant me the money I needed.

I knew I would master fusion power eventually...

but it wasn't quick enough for your mother...

great friend of science that she was.

She cut off the grant.

I had to move my laboratory to a miserable basement.

I could no longer afford vital safeguards...

but I was determined-- nothing would stop me.

But I payed the price.

Dr. Octavius vanished in that explosion...

and Dr. Octopus was born.

Ah ha ha ha ha ha ha!

This is J. Jonah Jameson...

president and CEO of J3 Communications.

I have a message for Dr. Otto Octavius.

Felicia Hardy's family and friends...

are deeply concerned for her safety.

We're prepared to meet your demands...

but we need to know what you want.

Please call me here at the J3 studio...

as soon as this broadcast is over.

We want Felicia back.

We'll do anything you ask, as long as she isn't harmed.

I will personally guarantee that--

Cut to station I.D.

Jonah, if it's him, whatever you do, keep your cool.

Don't I always, Robbie?

And try to keep him talking as long as you can.

Stop fussing. I've seen enough crime movies.

-You're on, J.J. -Jameson here.

This is Dr. Octopus, accepting your generous offer.

I'll switch us off the air.

No! I insist we keep it on the air.

I want the whole world to know how I've been treated.

What about Miss Hardy? Is she OK?

Sometimes sacrifices must be made in the name of science.

If anything happens to her, I'll--

You'll what?

You're not in a position to do anything.

Don't count on that, you--you six-armed squid!

No, Jonah, no!

You're a symbol of everything that's wrong with this country.

J. Jonah Jameson, the great communicator.

You should be put away for the rest of your--

You dare talk that way to a scientist?

Scientist? You're just a coward who kidnapped a helpless girl.

Coward, am I?

We'll see who the coward is.

I want you personally to deliver the ransom money to me.

-What? -Come alone--

unless you're the coward.

I'll fax you the instructions later.

He wants me to bring it.

Hello? Octavius!

Where are you? Show yourself!

Aah!

Face to face at last.

I trust we're alone.

The FBI promised to stay clear. Now show me the girl.

Sorry. I don't take requests.

-Lf you've hurt her-- -She's in perfect condition.

But as for you...

Hands up--all of them!

Spider-Man! What are you doing here?

That's simple. You brought him, didn't you?

Me? I'd never-- You web-headed foul-up!

Hey, it's nice to see you, too, pickle puss.

You really think your spider powers...

can compare with the shattering impact...

of my unbreakable hydraulic tentacles?

It was a thought.

Don't waste your time thinking.

It may very well be the last thought you ever have.

Your pathetic acrobatics are no threat to me.

Listen carefully. Now that I have twice as many hostages...

I want twice the ransom!

And I want it in twenty-four hours.

You're not gonna get rid of me that--

They're gone!

I really blew it this time.

Who asked you to help?

If you'd just kept out of it, I'd have my daughter back now.

I don't think he would've released her, even if he--

Oh, so now you're a mind-reader, too?

For all I know, you might be working with that lunatic!

I used to defend you against Jonah...

told him the city was better off because of you.

Maybe I was wrong.

Coming from Robbie, that hurt...

more than anything Octavius's tentacles could do to me.

The worst part is, they may be right.

Listen to me-- sinking into self-pity.

Well, that's not gonna get them back.

And if Spidey can't do it...

maybe Peter Parker can.

This video just arrived.

Ohh!

Felicia... what's he done to you?

Time's running out.

I'll be calling you at 10:00.

Two minutes from now.

Robbie, I have to talk to you.

-Not now, Peter! -It's about Dr. Octopus.

Listen, kid, we don't have time.

You don't understand. I know him. He was my teacher.

We're professionals. We know how to deal with these situations.

But I think I know how to get to him.

No, no, wait! Let's hear him out.

We're tampering with the most important thing...

in Octavius's life--science.

Unless we understand that...

Felicia and Mr. Jameson will be--

Let me talk to him.

Hello. Dr. Octavius? This is Peter Parker.

I was one of your students years ago at science camp.

Hmm. Parker?

You probably don't remember me...

but you taught me how important science is.

I've read every paper you've published.

Uh, "Sustained Fusion-Fission Reactions"...

"Neurochemical Fusion"...

What about...

"Fusion Potential of the Supercollider"?

You never wrote that. You were testing me, weren't you?

And you passed. Do you know about my cold fusion battery?

Of course. I'd give anything to see that battery.

Then you're the perfect one to bring me the ransom.

And after that, I'll show it to you.

Usually it's the spider that traps the fly...

not the octopus that traps the spider.

An abandoned rocket assembly plant.

What a perfect hideout for a loony scientist.

-Peter! -Parker!

Don't worry. Everything's going to be OK.

I'll believe that when I see it.

Is that the money?

Excellent. Now let me show you the purpose this will serve.

Well, what about Felicia and Mr. Jameson?

Them? They can hang around for a while.

Fusion energy, billions of kilowatts--

enough power to lift mankind from the depths of poverty.

A power I will control.

Think of it--a battery only twice the size of this...

could replace a dozen nuclear power plants.

Yes, but when you exceed this size...

it becomes unstable. The last time, it--

You're right, Mr. Parker. It blew up.

But there was a dividend.

The explosion that destroyed my laboratory...

also welded these arms to my spine--

a neurologically augmented exoskeleton.

It responds to my thoughts--

a melding of metal to flesh and bone.

Incredible!

Reminds me of Flash Thompson-- all hands.

They let me do my work four times as fast...

and they are the greatest weapons imaginable.

Dr. Octavius, you've been paid.

Now release Felicia and Mr. Jameson.

Release them? Don't insult my intelligence.

-But you've got your money. -A good first installment.

-You promised to let them go. -What? A broken promise?

Heh heh. Sound familiar?

That's one of the perks of power, my student.

-Listen and learn. -I'm no longer your student...

and there's nothing more you can teach me.

Oh, no?

Peter!

Even Parker didn't deserve that.

Uhh! You--you heartless freak!

Freak? I'm merely the victim of an accident.

And anyone can have an accident.

Don't touch her!

Spider-Man! You're making a career of interference!

Some career-- no salary, no vacation.

Talk about on-the-job health hazards.

Clinging to walls won't help.

My tentacles will turn you into a blood smear!

I've gotta find a way to immobilize...

at least some of those arms.

A dynamo!

Dynamos make electricity by spinning a coil...

between the poles of either a magnet or an electromagnet.

-Aah! -What's the matter, Doc?

Stuck on that dynamo's magnet?

You lamebrain! You've started the assembly test line!

When the rocket engine comes overhead...

it'll fire on top of us!

Double jeopardy, Spider-Man.

If you manage to turn off the dynamo...

you'll face the full fury of Dr. Octopus.

And if you don't, perhaps you'll live long enough...

to see your friends' molecules fried.

That's what I love about life-- choices.

Hurry!

I'm going as fast as I can, Ms. Hardy.

How does it feel to know...

that you could change things, Spider-Man...

and be helpless to do so?

Not as bad as I'd feel if I had a name like Doc Ock.

An electromagnet!

If I can just find the controls.

Let me give you a few last thoughts to contemplate...

before I put an end to your puny--

I really hate to interrupt a megalomaniac...

when he's on a roll, but here's web in your eye!

Come on, drop me. Come on!

Perfect. Now, if I can just get Ock over here.

You six-armed neanderthal!

Why don't you get over here and fight like an octopus?

No fool am I, Spider-Man.

I won't fall for the same trick twice.

Besides, I can wait, unlike your friends.

No!

Spider-Man, do something!

Octavius is right.

I'll never get past him to shut off that dynamo.

Unless...

Get away from that.

Tell you what-- let's make a trade.

My friends for your life's work.

Aah!

Aah!

It worked like a charm.

Aah! Aah!

Hang on!

Aah!

Ohh. How can I ever thank you?

This seems like a pretty good way.

Oh, no. Peter!

Peter!

Peter? Peter! Peter?

Ohh.

Oh. Are you OK?

Sure. Fine. Some date, huh?

That's one way of putting it.

You wanna give it another try?

Well, Parker, you have to understand something.

I don't usually allow myself...

to be taken hostage on a first date.

I respect that.

Stone walls do not a prison make, nor iron bars a cage.

Not against the genius of Dr. Octopus.

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