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Guns from Fisk's Armory.

Truck bombs.

This is crazy. Explosives from Fisk's construction site. This wasn't a gang war. The Demons were stealing from Fisk to go after Mayor Osborn.

Hey, did you find Lee?

No, but you were right. Lee's using this place as a front for the Demons. Bomb making, gun running.

Oh my God.

And it looks like they're planning another attack, this time on Norman Osborn's campaign offices.

We must have some kind of beef with Norman Osborn.

I found an address here. I think it's their staging area. If I hurry, I might be able to stop them.

Be careful.

Yuri, it's me.

Make it quick, I'm busy getting yelled at by my boss.

Martin Li and the Demons are planning another attack, this time on Norman Osborn's campaign offices.

Are you sure? We've had a lot of false leads in the past week.

Trust me on this one. I'm sending you the address of a recycling center. You'll find all the evidence Got it.

I'll get those campaign offices evacuated, but if you're wrong about this, you're gonna help me find a new job.

Sorry guys, I lost connection. Yeah, I— that's why my life ended, because of the connection.

Consolidated Shipping. A lot of guys. I should try to do this quietly, but also with style.

Yeah, I just lost connection, that's all.

He's not out here. Better check inside. Huh. Invoice from an auto shop. Pale Horse Rides. That's one expensive tune-up. What else can I find around here? They have bases all around the city. This is bigger than I thought. Looks like the demons have an army.

As if one deadly glowing whip wasn't enough.

I don't know what I was expecting, but it was definitely not this.

Hey MJ, I think I stopped the demon's attack on Osborne's campaign office.

Nice.

Did you find Lee?

No, but I found something we should look into. Place called Pale Horse Ride.

Sounds familiar.

I'll check it out and get back to you.

Copy, Silverbird. We're descending to location. There's another one. Safety's off.

Well, this is new.

No, no, no, this one's mine.

All right, I'm executing this son of a— Hey, that's not how we do things.

Down! Down!

Code SM-1.

Whoa, whoa, before we do this, who the hell are you guys?

Code SM-1. Code SM-1 holding for orders.

Copy Code SM-1.

I have a visual.

Hold for Silverburn.

Nice entrance. Solid 8 out of 10.

9 out of 10.

Release him, he works with us.

Yuri, explanation please.

This is Silver Sablinova, head of Sable International. A private security force paid for by Mayor Osborn.

Oh, the mayor has a pet army now?

Next time you get in my way, I will not be so gentle.

Go.

We'll talk later. Hey, sorry about that Sable thing. I should have told you earlier, but it all happened so fast.

It's okay, we're still best buds.

We're not best buds.

Well, that took a dark turn.

Anyway, Sable has the mayor's ear and unchecked authority. We've searched that address you gave me, found plenty of evidence of a bomb plot, but nothing that leads back to Martin Li.

I'm working on that. Hey, MJ.

Hey, so I dredged up some records on Martin Li's other business holdings. He's got places all over the city.

Huh, the locations line up with a map I found at that shipping business. I'll check them out.

Let me know what you find at each one, and I'll work on building a case.

You got it. I'm headed to Li's office at Feast to see if I can learn more about why he's doing this and what he's got planned next.

Okay, say hi to May for me. Wait, you don't think she's in danger, do you?

No, Lee's only got one target on his mind— Norman Osborn. Missed another call from Doc. Peter, I wanted to make sure you're still available.

Peter.

So if you're running this place while Mr. Lee's out of town, who's doing your old job?

Me.

But I could always use more help. You know anyone?

Actually, I do. His name is Miles Morales.

Why does that sound familiar?

His father was being honored at City Hall. Oh, I talked to him at the funeral. He's a smart kid. He's just having a tough time.

I knew a boy like that once.

I remember it helped to, uh, stay busy. Might help him too. Here's his mom's number.

Thanks.

I'll give her a call.

Hey, you haven't heard from Mr. Lee, have you?

No, why?

Just curious. I've got a few minutes before work. I'm gonna look around, see if there's anything else I can do to help you out.

Oh, you don't have to.

I know, I want to.

I should check out Lee's office. Need help with those veggies?

I learned a long time ago you're more help staying out of the kitchen than in it.

Pete, glad to see you're okay. Hanging in there. This office is locked. How do I get in there quietly?

I don't feel safe in Huh, never seen that room before.

Whoa, what the—

High voltage lines.

What needs this much power?

I understand, but the account number is in Mr. Lee's office, which is inaccessible. I will call you back as soon as I can get that information. No, I don't know what that will be.

That room I saw from the crawl space, it should be right on the other side of the shrine. Lee's journal.

A key.

I wonder where the lock is. Some kind of puzzle lock. That seems right.

Oh, I see. Yes!

Wow!

What are you hiding, Lee?

Hope y'all enjoyed the stream.

Can feel my power growing, feeding off my anger. Father would say I've lost the path of balance, but he could never understand. The only way to fight a monster is to become one.

He's giving his powers to the others.

How does Lee imbue these with his power? He sure is obsessed with masks. Is it a Jungian thing? Like he needed to pretend to be someone else to let his darkest— Oh, this is the folder MJ found at the auction house. This might help us figure out what Lee's planning next. It's a burn room wired to destroy evidence. The police had found this, or may— don't want to think of what could have happened. Now how do I get out of here?

Hello, Peter.

Mr. Lee, I thought you were out of town.

Did you find what you were looking for?

Martin, you're back!

Get that.

Thank you.

And heading off again shortly, I'm afraid. Just needed a few things from my office.

You must have heard about City Hall.

Yes, tragic.

Peter was there. He was very lucky.

And an Osborn rally. I didn't know you were a fan. Well, what matters is you were both safe.

Amen.

But the bombers are still out there. Who knows what they've planned next?

I don't think you or May have anything to worry about as long as you stay away from places you're not supposed to be.

Well, I should go.

When will you be back?

When my work is done.

Wait, wait, wait.

Captain Watanabe, I finally got your evidence. Head to the Feast Center in Chinatown.

What am I going to find?

A nice lady named May Parker and some really of weird stuff hidden in Lee's office. But listen, he's got another attack planned.

Where?

When?

Still working on that, but I think he's going to use something called Devil's Breath.

Sounds destructive. What is it?

A substance created by Oscorp, probably a bioweapon of some kind. I have a folder full of info on it. I'm holding on to it for now. I'll send copies as soon as I can.

Okay, we'll check his office. If the evidence MJ, hey, just checking in.

Peter, hey, can I call you back?

I think you'll want to hear this. Wait, why are you whispering?

Just in the middle of something. How about we catch up over dinner? My place?

Oh, sure, I'll even cook.

Cool, see ya.

Wait, remember how you told me about Lee's corrupting touch? I think I just saw it in action.

How?

Some perfectly nice homeless people just jumped me. Thing is, they had glowing eyes, and I remembered Yuri telling me something similar about the guard who released Shocker.

So Shocker was working for Lee? It's all connected.

There's more, but I guess we'll talk about it at dinner.

Yeah, see ya.

Dinner. Huh, what should I cook?

Oh, hi, Doctor. How are you?

Hey, we don't need Parker.

Exciting news.

Come by the lab.

Uh, like now?

This is my defining moment.

Can't wait to show you. Cool. Um, I've got dinner plans.

Can I come by later?

Dinner can wait. You need to see this, Peter.

Okay, I'll be right there. I wonder if this means I have a job again.

Hey, Doctor.

Hello, Peter.

I'll be just a minute.

Wow, look at all this new stuff. We really need to get— Where did you get all this equipment?

Called in every last favor, took out a few loans. It's like we're starting over once again, but this time's going to be different.

You've been busy.

Just getting started. You know, until now we've been looking at prosthetics from the wrong perspective. Why restore people to what they were when we can make them better? Okay, I think that should do it. Ready?

Everything okay?

Damn it!

This is all your fault, Norman, you son of a—

Well, I know who you're not voting for in the next election. Sorry, I, uh, have a habit of making bad jokes in tense situations.

It was a good joke, Parker. Just a bit of an overreaction on my part.

No, don't worry. Why don't you take a break? I'll clean this up and get us ready for another test. So, uh, hope you don't mind me asking, but it seems you and Norman have a bit of a history.

We were lab partners in college, became friends, decided to start a business. We both had visions of changing the world, just in different ways.

Wait, you were at Oscorp when it started?

I'm half the reason it's called Oscorp. In grad school, everyone called us the Os. Add corp to that and, well, It is a catchy name.

Well, why'd you leave?

Norman became more and more obsessed with genetics. He started a project I considered unethical, and there was this— anyway, lawyers got involved. I chose to leave in exchange for a settlement, but that money didn't last very long. I've relied on grants ever since. If this project doesn't work—

Don't worry, it'll work. Let me, let me just fix this up.

I'll brew some fresh coffee. Be sure to run a diagnostic on the control unit.

Could be a short.

Huh, no good. Gotta reroute this circuit.

Oh, why don't you do the honors this time?

Yeah, I know, but the story has multiple lines.

I think we did it.

Next step, neural interface.

That's a lot of work for you to do by yourself. Sure you can handle it?

Apparently not, judging by today's debacle.

Because I still haven't found another job.

My funds are still—

I know, it's okay. Don't worry, I'll figure it out. What's a few bucks when you're trying to change the world, right?

To changing the world.

Missed call from MJ. Doctor, I need to go, but I'll be back later. Don't worry, the work will still be here when you get back. What's that? Hey, sorry I missed your call. We still on for dinner?

Dinner? Oh yeah, I was calling you about something else, but yeah, we should talk over dinner.

Offer still stands for me to come over and cook.

Oh really? Well, I like to take risks. I'm still out, but I'll grab some stuff at the store and let you know when I'm home.

Okay, talk soon. All right, dinner at MJ's. No expectations. Be hard to screw this one up.

Hi, Spider-Man.

Guess I'll just freelance for a while until she calls. The Williamsburg Bridge, a convenient route to someplace else I can't afford to live.

Ground teams, this is control. What's the situation in the Lower East Side? Demons are firing on our APC.

Howard's pigeon. Don't run! A couple more cool outfits and we can start a pro wrestling league.

Hope nobody sees me doing this.

They're amateurs.

You are letting off. Hey, clear my line of fire, Spider-Man! Before this gets worse for you.

The demons are getting bold.

There's a pigeon.

Come Next time, let off hand.

Sorry guys, we kind of got a see something, do something code. I hope nobody— Today I learned I'm a terrible pigeon wrangler.

Pigeon alert!

Come on, it's a fast one!

I hope nobody sees me doing this.

Okay. Ground teams, this is Control.

What's the situation in the Lower East Side?

Control, rooftop outpost under fire from David.

Mott Street, the main street of Chinatown. Touristy, but great dim sum.

Hey, MJ.

All right, I picked up a bunch of stuff at the store. Can't wait to see what you come up with.

Swinging over now.

Prepare to be amazed.

Nap time.

In the wind, dude!

Yeah, no need to thank me, stable dudes.

Although it's kind of rude you didn't.

Ground teams, this is Control. What's the situation in the Lower East Side?

Traffic Control Point Charlie taking fire from the east.

Time for my special brand of conflict resolution.

Thanks for Saving our butts, Spidey. You're welcome, scary fascist soldier guys.

10-43, we have a hostage situation involving a tourist bus. Need additional units to the Lower East Side.

I do not wish to harm these people.

We are an order of peace.

Tranquility and balance are our goal, not bloodshed.

Win.

This is getting more and more brutal. I can't believe Martin Lee is really behind all this.

This is stable control requesting Status report from Lower Chinatown.

Over.

Demons firing on our position.

Need backup.

I have to tell you, Triple J, I used to think you were exaggerating the danger to the city, but after the City Hall bombing, I got to admit you were right.

A lot of people have been telling me that, congratulating me, but I don't want congratulations. I would have loved to have been wrong. Better yet, if I was in a position of power.

Listen to me. Yeah, you don't need your help, Spider-Man. But they need the symbol. Good point. Still more demons. You get a demon, you get a demon, everybody gets a demon. The demons are getting bold.

Situation resolved.

I knew Jameson was wrong about you.

Thank you very much. Spider-Man's a big deal. That was amazing. Show them.

Sleep it off.

Hey guys, bird watching? Got some pigeons over there.

Can't have the ones inside getting left out.

Going down, man.

They must have a lot of hospital bills to have broken bones.

See if you can figure out what they're up to while I introduce myself. You literally didn't see that coming.

I hope you new guys can up your game, cuz those last guys— yawn.

Peter, that location's supposedly an importer of souvenirs for Chinatown shops.

Bro, their importing is not something I want as an immense—

Drugs?

Demons. Looks like they bring in their buddies in shipping containers.

Explains how foreign nationals with criminal records are getting into the country. You guys are fast. I admit I used all my good quips on the other unit, but I don't mind repeating myself. This is right when the band's giving its fourth encore and you just kind of want to go home. Step right up, fellas. I got plenty of webbing for all of you. You're not actually winning.

And how is Spider-Man a chiropractor? Explain. How is he a chiropractor? Since when do chiropractors kick people's butts? And how is Spider-Man a chiropractor?

Attention units, civilians are trapped following a car accident. Need additional units to the Lower East Side.

Serious car accident down there.

Looks bad.

Someone's trapped in that car. Got you.

Don't panic, I'm here.

Robbed his door and piled into a car and took off screaming, caused the whole wreck.

I need to find whoever caused this.

That's crazy. Really? Guard Stacy at Toby's back? I mean, don't you think they have back problems because of all this superhero? You never know.

I'm losing them.

Got to catch up.

You got points left on your license, guys. That pileup was excusing you. Here's your stuff.

I got to run.

That's just I knew it!

You're a real hero.

My husband thanks you.

I'm telling my kids.

Thank you.

From my worst day to my best.

This station's simple but really important. It measures toxins in the air, way more sensitive than anything the city has. Bad air hits children and the elderly first. This was a Big one for my mom.

If his data is accurate, there's way too much sulfur dioxide in the air. I have a spidey hunch this is caused by inefficient engine exhaust. If I get some fresh samples, I can identify the make and model and report them.

Okay, got that one.

This can't be good for me. Nice, just need a few more samples. That one smelled.

Just a couple more. Got it.

One more should do it. Oh, don't die, don't die! That's it.

Okay, looks like we have 3 guilty parties.

I'll need to get pictures of them for proof.

Taking pictures, just like the old Bugle days. Life was so much simpler back then.

Sorry about that.

One down.

That's a keeper. And the hat trick.

All set. That'll get a recall ordered, courtesy of your Earth-friendly neighborhood Spider-Man.

Yo, Spider-Man, we don't need you in this city.

We got Help!

All units, armed robbery reported. Please respond in Incidents is active in Dutchtown.

Over.

Gentlemen, afraid I've got to ask you to leave the store. I'm going to put you in the ground. What are we supposed to do against that?

Making me nervous, Spider-Man.

Move along.

Crime with decline post This might have been too optimistic.

I called you guys.

Felicia thinks she's toying with me, but I learned something in each of these scenes. Hello, cat. I think some big-time lawyer lives here. I bet she's after his client list, finding targets. I hate to admit it, but she's one smart cat.

All units, report of a chase in progress. Incident is active in Dutchtown. Over.

Those lunatics have killed someone driving like that. Driving a stolen vehicle, pull over immediately. My sister, and she wants it back because you stole it to use in a robbery. What was that? Please tell me you're hornblading, Dixie. Get him, Spider-Man! Too shorthanded for a roadblock. Got to shut this down. More of them, guys! If you work this hard at a legit job, you wouldn't need to be criminals. What are we supposed to do against that? So much for the gang that couldn't drive straight.

Possible 207, witnesses reporting an abduction. Officers needed in Koreatown.

My suit's onboard AI can tell me the most likely area where the victim is.

Where are the police?

Come on out, stretch your legs.

Thanks. The cops understand.

I was afraid no one would find me.

Those are the guys! Get them! There's no way you're really Spider-Man, right? Hey, fellas! Spider-Man's whipping us off! You're done, freak! Hey, get back down here! Sweet!

All done. Kind of weird anyone still kidnaps in the digital era.

Hey Pete, so this station monitors water pressure down to the individual building structures. Above 4 stories use water towers to augment the city system. The idea is to identify problems before they spread, you know.

The pressure in this building's all over the map.

I need to find out why.

The water towers connect to the city's system at the 4-story mark. I'll scan the pipes, try to see where this starts. Pipes are fine up here. Whatever's causing this, it's lower.

Here's the problem.

Valve's at the wrong setting. Easy enough to fix. That shouldn't have happened. I better seal these fast before Jameson pins it on me.

Oh, this is better than duct tape. Just call me the Amazing Spider Plumber. All fixed. Just in time.

Nailed it!

Got it!

Last one, but those won't hold long.

Pressure shouldn't be that high unless the drainage is blocked.

I'll check the outlet pipe.

The outlet pipe's down by the waterfront. I'll go see if Anything's blocking it.

Now I ask, how many other heroes fight crime and fix your shower?

And now Oscorp can't deny Harry's station stopped the public utility meltdown.

Wow. That was pigeon. Ah, get it!

I got an interesting tip today. Remember that barbaric beast named the Rhino? Apparently last night he almost escaped from his cell in the raft. How, you ask? Well, no one there seems to know, but they assure me he's been relocated to a more secure cell. Now, I'm no expert on supermax prisons, but isn't the whole point of them that there isn't anything else more secure? I mean, he's a 700-pound maniac with an indestructible horn. If there's a more secure cell, why wasn't he in it?

What's his problem? Come on, come on, you're scaring the pigeons! No need to thank me, Sable dude.

It was kind of rude you didn't.

Seriously, this is Sable Control. The boss wants a sitrep on the Garrison and Chelsea.

Traffic.

Control Point Charlie taking fire from these.

Time for my special brand of conflict resolution. Oh, you can't fool me, Mr. Gruff Exterior. I know you love me, and I love you back.

Sable struggling to hold their own against Mean it. Bad sign.

All units be advised, we have reports of an active bomb situation.

Location is north of Houston.

Over.

I got him.

Another bomb threat, Spider-Man.

Disable the primary device, then shut down the secondary charges. I'm all over it.

I said no more city halls, and I meant it. Humans are down.

Time for the bomb. Don't think about the block of C4 this is wired to.

That did it.

Thanks for that, Spider-Man. We'll take it from here.

You got it, officer.

Always ready to do my part. Now here's a frightening thought.

Oscorp does research and development for the military. Are the demons after experimental weapons? If I was a psychotic cult, I would be. I wonder where they got the idea.

Hmm.

What highly visible figure has made a snap time?

Taking hostages on a tourist bus.

That's a New York reality tour for you.

This is stable control. The boss wants a sitrep on the garrison in Chelsea. This is stable control. The boss wants a sitrep on the garrison in Chelsea.

Outpost X-ray under attack.

It's the demons. Guys, come on, you're scaring the pigeons. I know I did your job for you, but no need to pay me.

Action is my reward. Felicia's keeping busy, but I'm catching up. Let's see where she hit this time. There it is. Cornelius Van Lunt's place. She's hitting places full of one one-of-a-kind valuables. She must be working for someone, otherwise why not just steal cash?

It's him! There he is!

Do you see him?

Spider-Man!

Another low-information Spider fanboy tried to troll me, as the young people say, by claiming Spider-Man was providing a public service plugging leaks in water towers. Let me tell you why this itsy-bitsy brain Spider was climbing this particular water spout, people, because he tampered with the water pressure system. He was seen earlier messing with a valve that only qualified workers are supposed to use. Wake up, America! Spider-Man creates the problems he then solves. Then expects you to reward him with your adoration. The sad thing is, all too many do. Fortunately, you know better, thanks to me.

This pigeon knows the city better than I do.

For real, like, J, J, Javison is always— for real, like, Javison is always Criticizing Spider-Man. Maybe he doesn't like Spider-Man. What do you think?

Okay, be careful in here, Pete. This station analyzes hazardous chemicals, basically trying to figure out how to counteract them if they ever got out into the world, which hopefully they never will.

Oh no.

Someone broke in and stole a volatile rocket propellant. They must have cracked the container because it's leaking. From the timestamp on the security cameras, it just happened. I need to get it back. My spider bots are still just prototypes, but this is a good time to test one. Its sensors can follow the chemical trail better than me swinging up on the thief. If he freaks out and drops the hydrazine, he'll blow up half a block. Got to find a quiet place to deploy the spiderbot where I can hang out and guide it. Okay, little guy, let's find where the chemical dripped and vacuum it up before it makes someone sick. Not only is Mini-Me cleaning up the spills, it's leading me right to the thief. Thieves hiding in crowds. I'll disperse them with a subsonic blast. Won't hurt anyone, but it's super annoying. Lucky this stuff's only dangerous over a long exposure, or if it combusts.

Maybe, maybe not. End of the trail. He's in the— he's running.

Got to wrap him up with the web first.

Get off! Got him!

Now to get the fuel back. Got it! Now I just need to return the fuel to the station. This little spider bot's useful. If I can ever find a way to make them cost-effective, they'd be a big help. Chemicals back where it belongs. I beefed up the station security and sent Yuri the camera footage to convict the thief.

A bad day's work.

This is one station that was already earning its keep. It should be safe from being shut down, especially now that the chemicals are locked away.

Peter, you are not gonna believe what happened. So you know that address you gave me?

I went there.

MJ, I know, I know, but wait.

What is this?

Just listen.

This is the address Pete found. Men are all carrying firearms. What is this place? That office might be something inside that connects this.

You know, there was a scene where Jonah Jameson in the Tobey Maguire movie, uh, put on a Spider-Man suit.

Almost shot a rat.

Martin Lee's really paying the boss?

Yeah, we built this war base for Lee.

It finances the boss's new—

Need to get into that office.

Well, you better clean your slag off that sloppy weld.

Boss sees that, he'll—

What are they building?

Is this all for Lee? Careful.

What's going on?

Am I hearing things?

Easy does it.

Damn, I'm being paranoid.

What kind of vehicle needs tires this big?

Where is it?

Swear I left it over here.

What is this, some kind of military hardware?

Hey, anyone pick up more beer after our last run?

Office must be to my right. Need to move careful through here.

Those barrels seem important.

Alchemax. Why is that so familiar? What's in these?

Fuck! Come on, we'll never know this.

Tombstone.

You're right, Rick. We'll Notice, Cuzzard won't be there.

God damn it! I said I'll fix it!

You got some stones, Rick? Let's see if they break. Such a disappointment. And now I need a new welder.

Can't turn back now.

Need to get into that office.

Come on now. Made it. Blueprints.

An APC. This is what they're building for Lee. But why does he need an armored vehicle? Here we go. GPS trackers. What is Tombstone? Stone using these for?

All right, boys, time to move. Get the gear from my office.

Time to go.

Okay, I want to say don't ever do that again, but since I know you're going to anyway, here, take a few of those next time.

Nice, thanks.

You know Tombstone is crazy and pretty much invincible, right?

Everybody has their weakness. Mine is whatever you're cooking right now. Smells amazing.

The chicken curry, uh, just needs some time to simmer.

No dumplings, I hope.

You're never gonna let me live that one down, are you? Nope. The great dumpling catastrophe.

I still can't believe they evacuated the entire building.

I know, and in January too. Your neighbors hated me.

Yeah, they were pretty happy when we broke up.

Yeah.

So let's talk about what you found in Lee's office.

Well, Lee clearly has issues with Norman Osborn.

Yeah, but, but why?

I don't know yet, but his next move looks like it involves Devil's Breath, whatever that is.

Yeah, I'll dig into it. So I was thinking, What if we teamed up?

You want to be my sidekick? Like Spider-Girl? Spider-Woman?

No, woman.

No, not a sidekick. A partner.

Oh, not again.

Hey, it's your crime system thingy. Looks like a residential break-in.

Charles Standish.

That sounds familiar. Oh, Oscorp CFO. Wait, you don't think this has anything to do with Lee, do you?

Sorry to cook and run.

Did you just leave your clothes on the kitchen floor?

Uh, where do you want me to, uh—

The couch is fine.

Yeah, see you later.

Yeah.

Hey, it's me.

This curry is legit.

So what do we know about Charles Standish?

Let's see. Chief Financial Officer at Oscorp, single, known for his art collection.

If Lee's after him, it's got to be related to Devil's Breath.

I'll run a search on everything in that file.

Let me know the second you find something. I I think Lee might be planning something even worse than City Hall.

So are we partners now? Because it sure feels like we are.

Partners sounds good.

Okay, see ya, partner.

Power to Pigeon.

It started, folks. I'm getting word of a serious increase in the drug trade in our fair city. It's not the Demons or Wilson Fisk's former people. Criminals across the board are getting bolder, just as I predicted. The rats are crawling out of their holes, sensing weakness and opportunity. No one listened to me before. I pray they'll listen to me now.

Be careful out there.

Oh, Spider-Man, you're a prince! Just found Vanessa and the Lost.

I love these names.

Is Sandra happy to see them back?

Well, uh, actually, she's not with us anymore. Cancer, you know.

Howard, I'm so sorry.

Oh, it's okay. Life's for living, not moping. Thing she told me after the diagnosis. Got to remind myself that every now and again. Keep looking, will you? Finding the rest of these birds would really mean a lot. Thanks, Spider-Man.

Pull your vehicle over now! I better stop them before they end up with driver's ed videos. You are endangering innocent lives. Don't make us use force. Don't use force. We want to be polite over here. You got no right to stop us. Driving a stolen Vehicle, pull over immediately.

Get him off!

At least you're not texting. Get him, Spider-Man! You're headed for a roadblock.

Here's your stuff.

Guys, if you work this hard at a legit job, you wouldn't need to be criminals. Open fire!

Nothing like a high-speed chase to keep a guy on his toes.

Get out of here, Spider-Man!

We'll handle it.

Wait, forgot how much I love photography. I saw some of those psychos in masks hanging around.

Spidey's on the case.

Agents, this is Control. What's the situation in Longacre?

Demons are firing on TCP Bravo.

Need backup. Time for my special brand of conflict resolution.

Sorry, Spider-Man. Oh, you can't fool me, Mr. Gruff Exterior. I know you love me, and I love you back.

Firefights at military checkpoints. Not quite the New York I remember.

Has anyone else heard reports of Spider-Man literally seeking out clouds of smog to swing through? Is this the behavior of a sane individual? I'll tell you what I think is going on here. When I was a lad, there was a problem with juvenile delinquents sniffing glue to get high. Knowing Spider-Man's weak moral character, thrill-seeking personality, I'd guess the same principle is at work here. But inhaling toxic substances also damages the brain, which actually explains—

Mr. Again, bet you're wondering why I'm back in the game. Straight and narrow just got boring. My target number's 50 million. Nice round number, don't you think?

There you are.

But if you catch me before I hit my goal, I'll give it all back and go straight. My future's in your hands, Spider.

Those stable guys don't like me, so imagine how much I don't like you. Stayin' back. At least they're being earth-friendly and carpooling.

Way to stop the demons for good.

Next time, let us handle it.

Sorry, guys, kind of got a see something, do something code.

What are you looking at?