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d Spider-Man, Spider-Man d

d Does Whatever A Spider Can d

d Spins A Web, Any Size d

d Catches Thieves Just Like Flies d

d Look Out d

d Here Comes The Spider-Man d

d Is He Strong? Listen, Bud d

d He's Got Radioactive Blood d

d Can He Swing From A Thread? d

d Take A Look Overhead d

d Hey, There d

d There Goes The Spider-Man d

d In The Chill Of Night d

d At The Scene Of A Crime d

d Like A Streak Of Light d

d He Arrives Just In Time d

d Spider-Man, Spider-Man d

d Friendly Neighborhood Spider-Man d

d Wealth And Fame, He's Ignored d

d Action Is His Reward d

d To Him, Life Is A Great Big Bang-Up d

d Wherever There's A Hang-Up d

d You'll Find The Spider-Man d

Narrator: Most Boys Get Girl Trouble Sooner Or Later,

And This Goes Even For A Teenager With Super Powers

Like Peter Parker,

Alias The Amazing Spider-Man.

Listen.

Golly, Susan, Why Can't You Go With Me

To The Harvest Hop?

I Guess I'm Just Too Busy, Peter.

Oh, Look, There's Roy Robinson,

Star Player On The Team.

[Thinking] That Guy Robinson,

Not Only Is He Mr. Big Around School

To All The Gals,

But His Dad Is Rich,

Owns The Robinson Chemical Laboratories

Outside Town.

Gets All Those Big

Top Secret Government Contracts.

Well, Hi, Princess.

Still Going Around With Little Boys, Eh?

Hey, Listen, Robinson, I Got A Mind To--

Ha Ha Ha Ha!

Ohh!

Oh, Peter, Don't Be Such A Poor Sport.

Roy Was Only Joking.

Yeah, I'd Like To Joke Him.

He'll Be Joking

Out Of The Other Side Of His Face.

Oh, Peter Parker, You Make Me So Mad.

Why Don't You Try Out For The Team

If You're Such A Big Hero?

Good-Bye!

Oh, Susan, Come Back.

I Was Only...

Aw, Holy Cats.

What's The Use?

Women!

[Indistinct Chatter]

[Thinking] That Roy Robinson,

He's Got Everything:

Rich, Tall...

Handsome...

And A Star On The Team.

No Wonder The Girls Are All Crazy About Him.

What Can I Do?

Got To Work After School

To Help Support Poor Aunt May

And Pay For Her Medicine.

I Can't Afford Groovy Clothes

And A Neatsy Red Convertible Like Roy Robinson.

[Thinking] No Wonder Susan Can't See Anything In Me,

With A Big Man On Campus Like That

Swaggering Around.

Maybe I Could Come On Big With Susan

If I Was On The Team.

Sure.

With My Spider Powers,

I Could Play Rings Around That Darn Roy Robinson.

I Could Be The New Star.

It's A Cinch.

Then Susan Would Let Me Date Her.

Wow! I'll Do It!

[All Stop Talking]

Uhh! Uh, Golly.

[Knock On Door]

[Knock Knock Knock]

[Knock Knock Knock]

Come On In And Quit Making That Racket Out There.

Well, Kid, What Is It?

I, Uh, I--I Wanna Try Out For The, Uh,

Football Team.

Too Late. I'm All Filled Up.

Come Back Next Season.

But--But, Coach,

I Know I Could Be One Of Your Star Players.

You, A Star Player? Ha Ha Ha Ha!

Don't Make Me Laugh.

Tell You What I'll Do, Kid.

We Need A Boy To Carry Water.

You Want The Job, It's Yours.

A Water Boy?

Susan Will For Sure Be Impressed.

[Ominous Music Plays]

Narrator: Meanwhile, Far Away From Peter's Troubles,

In A Secret Sky Ship Moored Above The City,

Unseen By Any Below,

Behind A Permanent Shield Of Artificial Clouds,

A Dark Plot Is Brewing

In The Mind Of That Mastermind Of Mystery--

The Skymaster.

Listen.

Our Plans Are Almost Prepared, Number 12.

Did You Learn The Whereabouts Of The Robinson Home?

Yes, Skymaster.

A Private Estate On The Edge Of Town.

Mr. Robinson Lives There Alone With His Son

And A Small Staff Of Servants.

Excellent, Number 12.

It All Is In Readiness

For Skymaster To Strike Again.

Why Should We Attempt To Locate The Hiding Place

Of The Secret Chemical Formula For The Invisibility Serum

Which The Robinson Laboratories Are Preparing For The Government

When We Can Force The Formula From Robinson's Lips

By Kidnapping His Only Son And Holding Him Captive?

The Miserable Earth Dwellers.

How I Abominate Them And Their Stupid Laws.

The Police And The Courts Sought To Outlaw Me

And To Frustrate My Plans To Free The Earth Dwellers

From Their Miserable Existence,

Crawling Like Worms In The Mud Over The Surface Of The World

When The Skies Lie Open Above,

But I Will Show Them All.

Narrator: That Night, As All Slept,

A Strange Menace From The Clouds

Hovered Above The Home Of Roy Robinson And His Father,

The Millionaire Chemical Industrialist.

Skymaster: Soon I Will Create

A Titanic Fleet Of Flying Cities

To Rule The Heavens.

All I Need Is The Secret Invisibility Serum,

And I, The Skymaster, Shall Reign Supreme.

Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha!

Prepare To Release

The Camouflage Of Artificial Clouds.

Pilot: Ready, Skymaster.

Now.

[Skymaster Laughing]

The Ground-Dwelling Fools Will Never Catch

The Master Of The Skies.

Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha!

Mr. Robinson: Coach, Have You Seen My Son Roy?

You Mr. Robinson, The Big Chemical Man?

You See, Captain, I Was Right After All.

Roy Has Been Kidnapped By This Maniac

Who Calls Himself The Skymaster,

Just As The Note Said.

Captain: Hmm, Perhaps You're Right, Sir.

Still Sounds Like A Boyish Prank To Me.

Skymaster! Ha Ha!

Why Would That Blue-Clad Criminal

Kidnap A Mere Boy?

Because Skymaster Wants The Secret Formula

For The Invisibility Serum,

A New Secret Weapon

That Will Render Our Troops Totally Invisible.

This Maniac Knows My Factory Is Heavily-Guarded

Against Spies Or Saboteurs,

So He Chose This Clever Method To Steal The Formula

By Making Me Give It To Him.

Captain: But Surely You Won't Do It, Sir,

Will You?

Why, A Formula For Invisibility

In The Hands Of A Super Criminal Like Skymaster

Would Wreak Havoc Across The Country.

There'd Be No Stopping This Aerial Bandit.

Mr. Robinson: Captain, My Boy's Life Is At Stake.

This Flying Fiend Will Stop At Nothing

To Get The Formula,

And I Only Have Until Sundown Tonight

To Turn Over The Formula To Him.

Hey, The Big Game's On Tonight.

What'll The Team Do If Roy Robinson

Isn't Back In Time To Play?

Why, We'll Lose

The Biggest Game Of The Season.

What A Big Sap I Am.

My Big Chance, And I'm Letting It Go By.

If I'd Just Stayed Home,

I Might've Gotten On The Team,

Saved The Day, Won The Big Game,

Gotten A Date With Susan,

And Been A Big Hero Around School.

Hero? Ha!

Golly, It's Tough Being A Superhero.

I Don't Even Get A Chance To Be Selfish

And Think About Peter Parker Once In A While.

[Wind Howling]

Zowie! Plenty Of Wind Tonight.

No Sign Of Skymaster Yet.

Where Can He Be Hiding, For Gosh Sakes?

[Clock Tolling]

[Dong]

Wow, It's Later Than I Thought.

Only Half An Hour To Game Time

And Almost Time For Mr. Robinson To Deliver The Formula

According To Skymaster's Directions.

A Private Radio Broadcast Over A Special Frequency.

Clever Guy, This Skymaster.

Hmm, That's Odd.

The Wind Is Pushing Those Clouds Around--

All Except That Big Funny-Shaped Cloud Up There.

I Wonder.

Of Course!

I've Been Wrong Looking For Skymaster's Secret Hideout

On The Ground All This Evening.

That Skymaster Hates Us Ground-Dwellers.

He'd Never Hide Down Below.

Sure, That's It.

Well, Here Goes.

Hang Onto Your Hats, Ladies.

Here Goes A Long Chance.

Skymaster: Soon, Youth, I Will Have The Formula

In My Possession And The World Will Be Mine.

Any Message On The Radio Set Yet?

Is It Tuned To My Special Frequency?

No Message Yet, Skymaster.

The Radio Is Prepared.

It Is Almost Time For Mr. Robinson

To Broadcast The Formula.

What The-- [Confused Shouts]

Spider-Man! Spider-Man!

Spider-Man?

Correct, Skymaster.

Release The Boy,

Or I'll Start Slinging Fists And Webs.

So Close To Success,

And This Webbed Meddler Appears From Nowhere.

Master, The Signal!

The Formula's Coming In!

Take It Down, You Fool,

While We Keep Spider-Man Occupied.

[Pow]

[All Shouting At Once]

Now It's Your Turn, Boss Man.

Maybe This Will Slow You Down,

You Webbed Wonder.

Master, Don't Shoot. The Control Board

Is Over There Just Behind Him.

[Engine Faltering]

Master, The Ship Is Out Of Control,

Heading For Open Sea!

The Instruments Are Wrecked!

[Pounding]

Guess That's The End Of Skymaster

And His Crazy Schemes To Rule The Skies.

But Now We Got A Big Game To Win, Eh, Fella?

[Indistinct Chatter]

[Marching Band Playing]

50 Seconds Left To Play,

And We're Sunk Without Roy Robinson.

It's Hopeless.

Unh! Ohh!

Oh, Gee...

Thanks A Lot, Spider-Man,

For Saving Me From That Crackpot.

But It's No Use Expecting Me To Play This Last Quarter.

I've Been Tied Up So Long My Circulation Has Stopped.

My Arms Are Numb,

So Even If The Football Does Lucky-Land In My Arms,

I Don't Think I Could Catch It.

Ok, Ok.

Just Get This Helmet On

And Leave Everything To Me.

Holy Cats,

How Do I Talk Myself Into These Things Anyway?

Soft-Hearted Old Spidey

Naturally Gonna Help Roy Robinson Win The Game.

Why Do I Have To Be One Of The Good Guys?

Darn It All.

[Crowd Cheering]

[Crowd Cheering]

[Tweet]

[Crowd Cheering]

Man: Now, Go!

Go, Go, Go!

Coach: Go, Kid, Go!

Look At Him! He's Great!

Go, Go, Go!

He's Doing It! Go!

Touchdown!

[Crowd Cheering, Applauding]

Yecch!

Ray, Team, Ray!

Boy, Am I A 14-Karat Gold-Plated Sap.

What A Fall Guy.

Well, I Did It Again.

Coach: You, Parker!

Where In Blazes You Been?

Some Crummy Kid You Turned Out To Be.

You Never Even Showed Up To See Your Team Win.

You Wanted A Crack At The Team, Huh?

You Can't Even Be A Good Water Boy.

Get Out! You're Through.

Narrator: Yes, Even The Life Of A Famous Superhero

Like Spider-Man Is Not All Victory And Fame,

If You're A Born Loser Like Peter Parker.

d Spider-Man, Spider-Man d

d Does Whatever A Spider Can d

d Spins A Web, Any Size d

d Catches Thieves Just Like Flies d

d Look Out d

d Here Comes The Spider-Man d

d Is He Strong? Listen, Bud d

d He's Got Radioactive Blood d

d Can He Swing From A Thread? d

d Take A Look Overhead d

d Hey, There d

d There Goes The Spider-Man d

d In The Chill Of Night d

d At The Scene Of A Crime d

d Like A Streak Of Light d

d He Arrives Just In Time d

d Spider-Man, Spider-Man d

d Friendly Neighborhood Spider-Man d

d Wealth And Fame, He's Ignored d

d Action Is His Reward d

d To Him, Life Is A Great Big Bang-Up d

d Wherever There's A Hang-Up d

d You'll Find The Spider-Man d

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