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Ow! Watch where you're
throwing those, buddy!

They're still rebuilding Oscorp.

Don't care. Paladin steals
what he's hired to steal,

no matter what, or who, is in the way.

"Paladin"? You look
nothing like one.

Paladins were knights.

Trust me. I've been
to many a Ren Faire.

It's a code name.

We don't all have to
dress like team mascots.

Ouch!

Hey, smile for my web-cam.

Get it? "Web" -cam? Ha ha!

Filming yourself fighting
a trained mercenary, kid?

Haven't you had your butt
kicked in public enough?

Uh, sure, but there are three
reasons I'm not giving up:

Isaac Newton, Thomas Edison,
and Albert Einstein.

Shut up. We're fighting here.

Sure. Happy to explain. Three
great scientists, all my heroes,

but I heard Newton
dropped out of grade school.

Edison said he failed
almost a thousand times

before he perfected the light bulb.

And rumor has it Einstein
struggled to learn basic math.

- Know what that means?
- It means I don't care.

Wrong. It means a true hero
never gives up.

I used to think you were some weirdo,
but now I know you're our weirdo.

Eh, that was supposed
to be a compliment.

Trust me. I appreciate
that more than you know.

Well done, Paladin.

Exactly the data we need.

Blurry. Blurry. Sky. Blurry.

Elbow. Huh. My rear end.

Nothing usable.

Well, if it isn't Harry Osborn,

the world-famous traveler.

Yeah. As if overseeing
the European operations

of my dad's company is a vacation.

Hey, I don't have much time.

Just called to wish you luck this year.

Isn't tonight Horizon's
Back to School Night?

It sure is.

But it might also be
my farewell to school night.

Classes start Monday,

and if I can't get Spidey footage
to sell to the Daily Bugle,

I can't afford tuition.

I told you, Pete, I can help.

Nah. This is something
I have to do on my own.

Uncle Ben taught me the importance
of being self-sufficient.

And besides, after all the trouble
I've been through recently,

the law of averages says

my luck has to change at some point.

Doctor Octopus has returned!

I come for what is mine.

But maybe not today.

Uh, Harry, I'm gonna
have to call you back.

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All of this was inevitable.

Who is that guy?

Ha! Freshman.

It's taken months,
but now it's my time.

Miles, we need to change
into our work clothes.

It might not be necessary.

I made some modifications
to my security bots.

They're much more
proactive now. Watch.

Otto, how are you no longer in prison?

You're not welcome here.

Max Modell.

Let me explain.

No way. Let's shock
some sense into him.

Ock saved us?

Okay, that's not very evil.

I did not come for a confrontation.

You said you came for what was yours.

I assumed you meant revenge.

What? No.

Why would you think that?
I meant forgiveness.

Was that not clear?

You all understood,

yes?

Hmm. Perhaps not.

I regret last year.

I fell in with a bad crowd...

Osborn and his goons...

and I let myself be fueled
by my own insecurities.

Why are you coming back here now?

Parker? Hmm. A fair question
from a student who's brighter

than I ever gave him credit.

I was recently released

from a facility for
so-called supervillains,

The Cellar.

They thought you paid for your crimes
after such a short time?

They promote intensive
criminal rehabilitation.

While imprisoned,
I tried to be productive,

earning three doctorates.

And, to repay my debt to society,

I would like to offer
my teaching services

to Horizon High again.

For free, of course.

I'm sorry. After the things you
did, you are not welcome here.

While this is not the
outcome I was hoping for,

I understand.

Perhaps, to help me start a new life,

might I be able to pack up
my old lab while I'm here?

Please be quick.

And a security bot
will keep an eye on you.

That is only fair.

Max might be too harsh.

Dr. Octavius
has clearly changed

and wants to make amends.

What ever happened to second chances?

Hello! Ock created
the Sinister Six.

He mind-controlled
Spider-Man.

And he just saved our lives.

After putting them at risk.

When your robots attacked him.

Welcome to Horizon High's
Back to School Night.

I know this is going to be
one of our best years ever.

Now let's start this program off right

with the announcement
of Horizon's annual project.

This year it's a doozy.

I give you a quantum leap
in computer science...

the Neuro Cortex.

A self-sustaining database

modeled after the human brain itself,

utilizing a unique mix
of chemistry and electronics.

When finished, it could
revolutionize medicine,

energy, travel, and even
how the Internet itself runs.

We're talking about the
potential to change the world.

Ohh. Where's Anya?

She'd love this.

Hey. You missed
Max's presentation.

Aleksei's doctors give me
limited access to him each day.

If I'm gonna find a way to permanently
cure him of his rhino transformation,

I need every second.

So, is it true?
Doc Ock is back?

Only to get his stuff and leave.

Max knows better than to trust him.

But it's a shame.

Ock has been working hard
to rehabilitate himself,

and it's not fair we aren't
giving him a chance.

Not fair? Look at what Ock
did to Aleksei.

He's not a man who can ever be trusted.

Max wants to talk to me?

Uh-oh.

This is uncomfortable, but I'm
sure you know why I called you here.

I know, Max.

I'll have my tuition money
in soon, I promise.

I just need a couple more days.

Unfortunately, I don't know how long

I can keep your spot open here

if we don't get a payment.

And trust me.
I don't want to lose you.

You're one of my most
promising students at Horizon,

and I need your help
on the Neuro Cortex.

It sounds like an amazing project.

It is. But like anything
this complex,

it's also frustrating.

For instance, like a human
brain, it has two lobes,

but I'm having trouble getting them
to communicate with one another.

Have you considered
embedding connections

to simulate neuronal cell
bodies in human gray matter?

I came to tell you

that I retrieved all my equipment

and am exiting Horizon
for the final time.

Good-bye, Doctor.

Hmm.

Otto. That idea...
simulated gray matter.

What made you think of it?

Like I mentioned,

I recently obtained
a few more doctorates,

including one in neurochemistry.

Not to sound overconfident,

but I am certain it would work.

I'll put it under consideration.

Everything is in alignment.

Boom! If a camera
webbed to my wrist

can't get decent footage
to sell to the Bugle,

maybe this drone can do the job.

Let's test you out.

Ohh, nice!

Big bucks, here I me.

Hmm.

Something's not right.

Show your hall pass.

Boo!

Man, this is a bad day
to be a security bot.

Ah. Horizon's spider mascot.

Our client said we might run into you.

Whoa. "We"?

Wild Pack.

You thought the police could hold me?

Round two, kid.

And this time I've brought
some friends to the party.

Something about the name
"Wild Pack" tells me

this isn't going to be
a slumber party, is it?

Paladin, Puma, Battlestar.

We've studied his moves.
Take him down.

Uhh!

You've studied me?
I'm flattered.

Of course.
We're professionals.

You didn't really think I was
stealing from Oscorp, did you?

Uhh!

Wild Pack, target acquired!
Move out!

Oh, good.
Glad you got all that.

Okay. Four weirdoes
in bizarre costumes

can't just disappear
without a trace, can they?

Of course, this is New York
I'm talking about.

Help me! Anyone!

Doc Ock, do I even want to know
how you got into this situation?

Aah!

Did they get away?

I heard commotion at Horizon
and saw that group

of oddly-dressed individuals
running off with the Neuro Cortex.

I tried to stop them,
but they clearly have technology

I was not prepared for.

Yeah, well, now they have
some more tech,

and that's a big problem.

I'll help you track them.

The Neuro Cortex in the wrong hands
could spell unmitigated disaster.

I am aware of its dangerous potential

because I recently obtained
a few doctorates...

In neurochemistry.

Yeah, you mentioned that.

How do you know that?

I haven't seen you
in months, Spider-Man.

Uh, oh, oh, yeah, right.

I mean, that's...
th-that's what I heard.

Eh, c-congrats.
Doctorates are great.

Love 'em.

Since they're now long gone,

the first thing we need to do is...

Whoa. Whoa.

There is no "we" here.

I'm on this. This is me.

But I'm offering my brilliance
to assist you, for free.

Ock, call me crazy, but I
don't exactly trust you.

Look, we don't have the best
history, you and me.

Did you know Edison said

he failed almost a thousand times

before he streamlined
the design of the light bulb?

That he was completely
dismissed by his peers?

If he had not been given more
opportunities to prove his worth,

we would never have benefited

from his world-changing
discoveries.

I know second chances
don't come easily,

but, like Edison,
I am not going to give up.

I don't expect you
to understand, Spider-Man.

No shock that mercenaries
like the Wild Pack

don't exactly have home addresses.

Huh. But who hired them?

I wonder if anybody
at the Daily Bugle could...

Oh, no. I have to get
my footage in within the hour

to make the deadline!

Ha ha ha!

Now, this is what I'm talking about!

Brock, get in here!

Look at this fantastic footage
of Spider-Man this kid took.

And he's still in middle school.

Hmph.

- High school.
- Same difference.

What grade are you in, Brock?

Parker, you keep bringing me
this kind of footage,

I'll keep writing you
these kinds of checks. Betty!

One more of these, and this month's
tuition will be no problem.

The first day of school's tomorrow.

We have no other projects that could
take its place for the year?

A cyber-chemical interface
of the Neuro Cortex's complexity?

None of our other projects is even close
to that level of ingenuity.

The year's funding is based on it.

Cyber-chemical interface.

I've been trying to track the Wild Pack

when I should have been tracking
the Neuro Cortex itself.

The Cortex uses a chemical
with a rare heat signature,

which is a lot easier to find
than dangerous mercenaries.

Two things. One:
I'm impressed you found us.

Our client picked this transfer
location for its isolation.

And two: I can't believe you just
walked out into the open like that.

We literally saw you a mile away.

But on the bright side,
my tracker works.

You should have left us alone.

Unless, of course, you want to pay
us off and buy back the device.

What? That's all it would take?
Just buy it from you?

Everyone has a price.

Say, 1.2 million.

I'm a little short
on the 1.2 million,

but I might be able
to scrounge up ten bucks.

Wild Pack...

keep him away from the Neuro Cortex.

Delta-14 formation!

Wait. You have actual
fight plans? Whoa!

I'm used to villain teams
just yelling stuff out like,

"Crush the spider!"

Ta-da!

Oh! Aah!

You're rather juvenile
for a superhero, aren't you?

I'm older than you think.

Nope. Ha. My voice totally
did not just crack.

It's been a pleasure,
but this ends now.

Puma, destroy him.

The offer to buy you out still stand?

'Cause that ten dollars is
burning a hole in my pocket.

Puma, destroy him.

Behold! The
return of the Octopus!

Fighting valiantly on the side
of goodness and virtue.

Aah!

Never thought I'd say this, but I am
so glad to see you right now.

- How did you find me?
- With this.

I remembered the Neuro Cortex
uses a chemical

with a rare radiation signature.

So you developed a tracker
that could zero in on the signature.

I did the exact same thing.

Really?

The Spider-Man
knows science?

I have my moments.

Clearly we are more alike
than we both realized.

Also, we both represent multi-limbed
creatures for the purpose of justice.

Epsilon-ten formation!

They utilize tactics denoted
by the Greek alphabet?

Uh-huh. They have
their own evil playbook.

That's probably something
you could've used

with your Sinister Six.

I never claimed to be
a good supervillain leader.

Continue the formation.

I'm pulling a Sigma-12.

Meet you at Location Beta.

Why can't you just say

"Finish him off, I'm running away"?

Spider-Man!

Uhh! Impact trauma
to my parietal pleura.

Stay down. I have an idea.

I don't want to be the filling
in a mercenary sandwich.

Huh?

Uhh!
Oof! Uhh!

Ock, I got to get you to a doctor.

But we can't let Silver Sable
escape with the Cortex.

I developed a backup plan
for this very circumstance.

From this short distance,

my tracker can radically stimulate
the chemical containment.

Blow it up? We can't
destroy the Neuro Cortex.

Better destroyed than letting her sell
it to someone with evil intentions.

We can't stop her in time.
There's no chance.

I bet that's what they told Edison.

Ohh. Don't you ever quit?

It's really annoying, isn't it?

You do know no one's flying this thing?

Shouldn't have quit
those fencing lessons.

You think this is a joke?

Of course not.
Under this mask,

I'm making a super serious face.

Whoa! Aah!

Aah!

Oh. Sorry.

Should have taken that
ten-spot when I offered.

Your loss.

I was wrong, Spider-Man.
There was a chance.

I am truly starting to learn
that there always is.

Yeah. that something I should
propably remember, too.

Hey, Max. We picked up
a little back-to-school supply.

I don't...

I don't have the words to express
my gratitude, Spider-Man.

Don't thank me. If it
wasn't for Otto here,

I would have been Puma food.

A device this advanced
belongs only with a mind

capable of harnessing
its true potential...

yours, Max.

Now, I won't overstay my welcome.

You realize, Max, the processing power,

even in the prototype Neuro Cortex,

could cure poor Aleksei.

With the right parameters, it could run

through every conceivable
chemical formulation in minutes.

You think you can save him?

I know I can.

I do not support this idea.

I have some doubts as well, Anya,

but we've tried everything else,
and Spider-Man has faith in Ock.

Huh?

Huh.

Oh.

What?

Where am I?

Oh, I missed a lot, didn't I?

It's good to have you back, Aleksei.

And not only is
the Neuro Cortex prototype

returned and operational,

our year-long research project
will be spearheaded

by our returning professor,
Dr. Otto Octavius.

I know second chances
do not come often.

I swear I will not disappoint
all of you students.

Getting thrown in prison
was never part of the deal.

No, it wasn't.

But have patience, Paladin.

Our client's plans are

long-term.

Look at this menace.

He causes more damage
than the so-called bad guys

and webs up innocent students!

But that's not what happened.

Whoa, Pete.

Someone looks like they
just failed a test.

Not that I would know
what that looks like.

It's just...

something didn't turn out

like I thought it would.

So?

What about all the things that turned
out better than you thought?

Ock's reformed.
Aleksei's back.

Never dwell on the bad, Pete.

You know what happened
to Edison, right?

- And Newton?
- And Einstein. You're right.

It doesn't matter if you've
failed a thousand times.

There's always a chance
to achieve something great.

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