Original subtitles

[opening theme music playing]

[narrator] Spider-Man.

[inaudible speaking]

[meows]

[inaudible speaking]

[growls]

[narrator] Spider-Man.

[radio announcer] A daring robbery by two men

who leapt from the roof of the bank building

on hang gliders, was spoiled today.

A clever trap, set by the notorious Spider-Man,

brought the criminals to justice.

And now, a paid announcement.

This is James Jonah Jameson, publisher of the Daily Bugle,

that crusading newspaper.

Spider-Man is a menace.

Why else would a grown man run around in a mask?

And crawl around on walls?

- Spider-Man... - [clicks]

There we are.

[humming]

Sweet dreams, darling. You too, Dr. Shaw.

[people screaming]

Hey, lady, what are you doing? The fire's over here.

Just mind your own business. I know what I'm looking for.

And here he comes.

Fire and high winds.

Our smoke-eaters are going to need some friendly neighborhood Spidey help.

[gasping] It's no use. The wind's too strong!

We can't use the ladder! Get out the net!

We... We can't hold onto it!

One replacement net coming up!

Ta-da! Instant net!

Thanks, Spidey!

Spider-Man, we have a woman and child trapped on the top floor!

It's too far to jump!

For them, but not for the old web-slinger.

Yikes, this wall is hot!

[woman] Help!

Quick, over here! I'll take you down.

Go away. The Daily Bugle says you're a menace!

Lady, please! This isn't a weinie roast.

I'm trying to save you. Come on!

Hey, you betcha, Spider-Man! Come on, let's go, Mom!

Come on, Dennis.

Duh... You're welcome!

- Don't bother to thank me. - Well, you have my thanks, Spidey.

I wish I could reward you.

That's cool. We Spider-Men only accept medals

on Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays anyway.

May I have your autograph, please?

Oh, sure. My pleasure.

Now, who shall I... Ow!

That pen stuck me.

Thanks very much.

Nice goin', Spidey!

See ya, web-head!

Hey, didn't somebody want my autograph?

Somebody? Anybody?

Get away from there! Oh, what a mess.

Bradley! Wait till you see what I got!

More pictures of Spider-Man, I suppose.

Why, Fred. You're jealous of Spider-Man.

Well, your obsession with Spider-Man is... is getting dangerous.

Silly, I'm obsessed with you!

Look what I have. A piece of Spider-Man's webbing.

Here, quickly. Let me examine it before it dissolves.

Yes, it's artificial, just as I thought!

Man-made, and very sophisticated.

I used my pen with the hidden needle.

Look, a precious drop of Spider-Man's blood.

Yes, there are traces of spider elements in his blood.

And something more.

The final key to unlocking the secret of Spider-Man!

- Yes? - Radioactivity.

I almost thought you had forgotten the lunch date.

Betty, a ten-alarm fire couldn't keep me away.

Oh, it's a Red Cross van.

Look, I promised to donate some blood, Peter.

It'll just take a minute. Come on!

- You can do it, too! - Wait, now, Betty.

Let's not be too hasty about this.

Don't tell me you're afraid!

No, no. I don't mind the sight of blood,

as long... as long as it's not my own!

You are afraid!

Well, I'm not.

Bradley, you can't back out now.

But, it's such a terrible risk, I...

Look, every great man of science takes a risk.

Think of the rewards.

You'll be famous! Your genius will be recognized.

You'll have all the money you need for your work.

You'll win every award.

Perhaps even the Nobel Prize?

A Nobel Prize. It's my dream!

- But if we fail... - Oh, you're just a coward!

If you loved me, you'd do the experiment, as you've promised!

[sobbing]

Penny, don't cry, please?

I'll... I'll do the experiment.

Parker, quit bothering my secretary.

You see how easy it is? Even Mr. Jameson gave blood.

Then it's the only thing he's given in years.

- I heard that! - Uh-oh.

If you want to get paid for your last photos,

you go downstairs and donate some blood.

- What? - That's right!

And don't show your face in here again until you're wearing one of these buttons.

Which spider did you use to make the serum?

That one. The Nephilia clavipes.

Well? What are you waiting for?

Do it!

All right. Now help me with the next step.

We'll start with a low exposure to the radioactivity.

Don't let the needle enter this danger zone.

That'll mean I'm getting too much radiation.

All right, turn on the machine!

Nothing's happening!

Be patient! Now, turn the machine off!

Why, certainly, Brad.

[Bradley] Turn it off! Turn it off!

[groaning]

[screams]

Brad?

I... I feel...

[screaming]

It worked. Brad, it worked!

Oh, not this! I'm

a monster!

You're not a monster. You're magnificent!

Mmm. Yes, I am magnificent.

And powerful!

More powerful than Spider-Man.

Spider-Man? Spider-Man!

I am Spider-Man!

Well, there's the van. Ought to be a cinch.

That was easy. Yep. Easy and dishonest.

I can't do it.

I have a reputation to protect.

Even if it is a lousy one.

Huh? [Screams]

It's Spider-Monster!

That's "Spider-Man"!

Not another one.

[Jameson] Help!

That sounds like Jonah!

Boy, how'd you get yourself into this mess?

It's your fault! Get me down from here.

- My fault? - All you spider-men types stick together.

Even if he did say he'd be waiting to challenge you.

- Another Spider-Man? - Yes.

- You're joking. - No!

You're not joking. Two of us?

Gee, we'll have to join a union.

[whining] Ah! Ah!

What's... Yuck. This stuff, ugh, made of?

You imbecile! Look what you did to my shirt!

Well, think how cool it'll be in the summer.

That yellow webbing was a lot stronger than mine.

I hope J.J. was wrong, as usual,

but I'd better find this other Spider-Man fast.

I'll take my usual shortcut.

Ee-yi-ee!

[Bradley] They call you Spider-Man.

What would you call me?

Mmm, "ugly"?

Sarcasm won't help you escape the Web of Nephelia,

nor will it save you from your fate!

[grunting]

Stop struggling, Spider-Man!

The Web of Nephilia is stronger than your own.

Hey, you wouldn't want to hurt a relative, would you?

Why, we're probably second cousins!

Uh, third cousins, twice removed?

I've had enough of you!

Wouldn't you rather use those on walnuts?

Remember my power, Spider-Man!

And stay out of Nephilia's way!

Was it something I said?

Yuck!

He who fights and loses and gets away, lives to fight and lose another day!

Somehow, that's not comforting.

Here it is. "Nephilia."

A tropical spider found on South Sea islands.

Also called the Golden Spinner.

Strongest webbing of any spider.

"The island natives sometimes use it to make bags and fish nets."

You had Spider-Man in your hands and you let him go?

I didn't let him go. I threw him halfway across town.

- You let him go, dummy! - Now, Penny dear...

Look at this!

He'll pay for that.

- Make them all pay! - How?

Look at the other headline.

"Gold Shipment Coming By Armored Train."

Gold. For the Golden Spinner.

Hmm. Yes!

- [whimpering] - Excuse me.

Is this the Exotic Import Company?

No, this is a flower shop, and I'm playing with a petunia.

Give me a hand, will ya?

Yeah, sure. Have you sold any Nephilia spiders lately?

Well, let's see. Nemesia, neoscona...

Oh, yes. Nephilia. Sold to Dr. Bradley Shaw.

Here's the address.

Mr. Jameson! I have a great story for you! I...

- Where's your button? - Aw, come on. This is important.

I told you not to show your face in here again

until you donated blood!

- But I don't know where... - Out! Out!

Out!

Young kids today! No sense of civic duty.

When I was a... Hey, hey!

[blabbering, gulps]

Long time, no see!

To heck with him. I'll get the story myself.

[Jameson] Help!

Not again! This time I'm tempted to leave him there.

Took ya long enough!

Why, J. Jonah Jameson, I didn't know you cared!

Here. Nephilia left this for you.

I'm not gonna be a messenger boy for wall-crawling web heads.

Now get me outta here!

The gold shipment.

Save me, blast it! Where are you going?

Don't worry, J.J. I'll save you!

Going up!

Dr. Shaw? I get the feeling I'm in the right place,

but where is...

[Penny] Hello, Spider-Man.

This tape was activated to play when someone

came in the window. I knew you'd find us eventually.

So we have gone! Somewhere.

Until tomorrow, when we steal the gold.

I dare you to stop us.

Sheesh, have I got problems.

Let's see.

First, how do I donate my radioactive blood

so Jonah will pay me?

Mm. This serum will do it.

But if I take it, I won't be Spider-Man anymore.

And no matter what Jonah thinks, the world is better off

with Spider-Man around.

Which brings me to problem number two.

Nephilia. I have to stop him.

Which means, I have to find a way to overcome

the strength of his web.

[train whistle blows]

[wheels scraping]

Penny, bring the truck!

Hurry! Before Spider-Man comes!

Never mind him. He'll... [growls]

Tsk-tsk! You shouldn't talk with your mouth full.

[grumbling]

Dr. Shaw, I don't want to fight you.

I am Nephilia!

Let me help you.

Destroy him!

I told you to stay out of my way!

Even your webbing fails you. Wh... What? What's happening?

I found a solvent for your webbing, Nephy.

And now...

Uh-oh.

[laughing raucously]

So long, suckers!

She betrayed me.

Doc! We've got to stop this thing.

- Help me! - Yes!

Let's go!

That beautiful gold! And it all belongs to...

Them!

You... You monster!

I'm going to jail, but believe me,

I didn't stop loving you because you became a monster.

I never loved you at all!

[moans]

Come on, Doc. Let's take you home.

This serum could make your blood normal again.

But it also could kill you.

I'm dead now.

Mmm... Spider-Man.

What are... What are you doing here?

What's ha... What's happened to me?

Don't you remember?

[sighs] Remember what?

Nothing important, Doc.

If you ever need me, just hang a web out the window.

Betty, I don't care how busy he is.

I'm getting my money, button or no button.

Yeah! I want to see Jameson too!

He owes me $20 for a button.

[both] He bought the button?

Yeah. Wanna buy one?

I told you I didn't want to be disturbed, Miss Brant.

[gasps] Ah.. Oh

20 bucks, J.J.

Ah, weh... Yeah, of course.

There you go, little man. Now scram!

And here's your money, Peter.

[chuckles] And a little bonus, too.

[laughing] We... We don't need to mention this to anyone, right? [Chuckles]

Right? Right?

[closing theme music playing]