Spider-Man PILOT

[Luthor5339]

This is the PILOT to a show I intend to pitch in the future to network execs. Also, an interesting thing to note that works in my favor also. I will be attending Hofstra University- Avi Arad, one of the main producers behind the Marvel films and TV shows, is a Hofstra alumni. So, I'll have a link to Marvel already. Which is great news. Tell me what you think.

Note that Smallville was a major inspiration on the series. BUT, Spider-Man obviously has had inspiration on Smallville as well probably because of the similarities between Lionell and Norman Osborn & Chloe and Betty Brant.

TEASER

INT. OLD ABANDONED ACME WAREHOUSE- NIGHT

At first the screen is blank, we can see nothing but pure darkness.

VOICE
Don’t hurt me… please- don’t…

The voice was coming from that of a frightened man, all of a sudden –BAM!!! We hear the sound of a body getting thrown against a heavy stone wall, bones crackle.

VOICE
God save me…

The camera begins to move away from our obstructive view due to a large stone pillar, now we can see what’s happening. The warehouse was decrypt, cobwebs hanging all of the room, pillars lining the warehouse, three on each side. And on the far wall was a small rectangular window which showed the stars and crescent moon outside. But, currently there was a fight going on… a man on the ground leaning against the right wall, whimpering for his life. While standing above him was the shadow of a man holding a convertible above his head about to throw it.

SPIDER-MAN (V.O.)
Life is full of mystery, of changes, of love and of death. Sometimes it is hard distinguishing what you were meant to be. Some find out early in their lives, others find out the hard way… I’d like to tell you that I found my destiny the easy way, but if I did- I wouldn’t be where I am right now…I wish I only knew that earlier- Uncle Ben.

All of a sudden a white light encompasses the screen… blinding our sight once again. We can hear the sounds of police cars outside and whirling helicopters.

ACT I

EXT. MIDTOWN HIGH SCHOOL

2 WEEKS AGO…

Trees are rustling in the howling wind and students are walking up the stone stairway leading to Midtown High School.

INT. MIDTOWN HIGH SCHOOL- HALLWAYS

Inside the ceilings and floors were made out of large chunks of stone, while the walls were made out of the same bricks used on its exterior. Leaning against one of the walls was FLASH THOMPSON, a football quarterback, tall, handsome, he was a senior at Midtown. Flash was currently talking to his girl friend, GWEN STACY… Gwen was a girl that lots of the guys wanted, she was a cheerleader and she was beautiful. On the other side of the hallways was PETER PARKER, timid and shy. Thick black-rimmed glasses are perched on the bridge of his nose. He wears the last sweater vest in America. He was leaning against Gwen’s locker… waiting for Gwen for his chance to talk to her… even though they were friends since childhood.

PETER
“Hey Gwen… I just want to know if, maybe, you wanted to go see a movie or something… might be fun…” no, that sucks.

Peter leans against Gwen’s locker and looks at Flash…

PETER
Ah, forget it- she’ll always be just my friend… why would she want a schlub like me when she can have Captain Caveman there? It just was never meant to be Pete.

Peter rounds the corner and is about to pass Gwen…

GWEN
Hey Pete.

Peter stops. His blood runs cold and his hands begin to nervously jolt about.

PETER
Oh…
(tries for cocky voice)
h…h…
(gives up)
hey Gwen.

Trying to act suave, he tries to lean against the locker… but his palms are sweating so he keeps slipping on it…

GWEN
So how’s those science projects of yours going?

PETER
Oh, well, they’re…

Peter slips and bangs his elbow against the locker before falling to the ground. Flash laughs out loud. Gwen shoots him a look before helping Peter up.

PETER
Whoah… I’m fine… I mean, they’re fine. Everything’s fine.

GWEN
(smiles giggling at Peter’s innocence)
Tell your Uncle that I’ll be by sometime tonight to pick up the neighborhood fliers…

Although Gwen meant for her innocent laugh to be generous it kind of made Peter feel worse about his clumsiness.


PETER
Huh?

GWEN
Didn’t he tell you, I’m going to be helping with the neighborhood charity event this year- aren’t you?

Pete scratches the back of his neck and tries to play it cool.

PETER
Me? Yeah- you bet, wouldn’t miss it for the world.

FLASH
Yeah. It’s going to be fine, huh Pete?

Flash smirks; Peter looks towards Flash mad and then he turns his attention back towards Gwen and shrugs.

PETER
So I’ll see you there?

GWEN
Yeah… see ya.

Peter begins to walk away when he looks back towards Flash and Gwen wondering if she felt the same way about him, they were friends since they were children, but did she ever feel more towards him than friendship?

FLASH
Why do you even pay attention to him?

GWEN
I knew him since I was five Flash, what do you expect me to do? Break off all contact just because he isn’t the coolest kid at school.

FLASH
Well, actually…

GWEN
You’re not serious are you?

FLASH
Just tell me are you doing this out of charity or because you actually… like him?

GWEN
He’s my friend, I don’t bother you about your friends do I?

FLASH
Yeah, but…

GWEN
Hmm?

FLASH
What can I say, when you’re right, you’re right, there’s no point in arguing…

Flash hangs his head, he had obviously lost this battle. Peter was watching from a distance, the sight actually inspired a feeling of warmth… maybe he did have a chance. That’s when it happened, Flash kissed Gwen and Gwen didn’t even fight back… Pete sighed and began to continue to walk away, and then he stops notices something on a bulletin board overhead… SCIENCE HALL ‘RADIOACTIVITY EXHIBIT’ 7-8 LEAD SCIENTIST Q & A WITH LIVE EXPERIMENT.

INT. OSBORN MANSION- DINING ROOM

The mansion was from a different class and setting than the low class architecture of Midtown High School. This mansion belonged to the Osborn family. The room was surrounded by wood, the long table in the middle was stretched almost the length of a football field. On one side sat HARRY OSBORN, 18, bold, outgoing, handsome. And on the other side of the table sat his date for the evening, a Globetrotters Cheerleader, blonde, ditzy, his type of girl and her name, if it even mattered was ALISON. Not surprising, the first words of their conversation were…

ALISON
Wow… you’re rich.

Harry grins and nods his head.

HARRY
So I take it you’re impressed.

ALISON
Totally impressed.

HARRY
Good, I thought you’d like it. Ancient Roman architecture actually, it was shipped over here- agh… about two years ago to be exact.

ALISON
From Rome?

HARRY
No, from Africa.

ALISON
(obviously gullible)
Really?

This just made Harry grin wider and nod his head, yep… he was right… most of the time he’s always right- well, in this matter of topics, science… his father’s field was a whole nother’ ball park.


HARRY
No… it wasn’t.

ALISON
You had me there.

HARRY
Got yah…

Harry stands up and walks over towards the other side of the table to sit besides her, his hand flirtatiously touches her arm.

HARRY
You know, if you think this is amazing… you would probably be more impressed with the fifth floor.

One of the many butler walks in and clears his throat. Harry glances behind his shoulder and sighs out, ok… bad timing.

BUTLER
It’s your father sir.

HARRY
Tell him I’m in a meeting.

Harry looks back towards Alison and smiles

BUTLER
Sir, with all due respect… your father already knows that there was no meeting today, nor any meeting for the whole month.

Harry frowns and looks up towards the Butler.

HARRY
You ratted me out?

BUTLER
I did no such thing sir…

HARRY
Your fired…

Harry stands up and is about to enter through the kitchen’s double doors when he stops and looks back towards the grief-stricken butler.

HARRY
Actually, second that… you’re re-hired…
(to Alison)
Sorry about this, I’ll be back ok.

Harry enters through the double doors.

INT. OSBORN MANSION- KITCHEN

Harry walks through the elaborate, high tech kitchen area where the food was being prepared by professional cooks. Harry stops and looks down towards the pot of pasta… he takes a whiff from the rising aroma and smiles looking towards the main chef he finishes it off with.

HARRY
Keep up the nice work Stew. Looking great already.

He continues to walk and enters into…

INT. OSBORN MANSION- HALLWAYS

Harry walks through the hallways, then enters into a…

INT. OSBORN MANSION- CONFERENCE ROOM

Where his father was waiting on a video conference screen. Harry tries to look excited.

HARRY
Dad… how’s business?

NORMAN OSBORN, 50 years old, slicked back brown hair and a military forward stance looks down towards his son, both literally and emotionally.

NORMAN
Having another rendezveu Harry?

Harry tries to hide his father’s almost personal attack.

NORMAN
I sent you out there for work, not pleasure- if I wanted to do that I would have just sent you to Hawaii and be done with you…

HARRY
Why didn’t you dad? You know I would have enjoyed the free trip to paradise.

NORMAN
Sometimes I wonder if you’re truly my son. Menken has reported back to me with Oscorp’s New York statistics and I have to say, I am deeply, deeply unsatisfied. It seems that ever since your took over, product income has decreased by 80%. You’re making me look like a fool Harry. I knew I would regret trusting you. You have to learn responsibility son.

HARRY
I am responsible dad.

NORMAN
I built this company from the ground up when I was around the same age you are now. It’s time you took your rightful place in the world, we’re business men son… not racketeers that whisk off in the middle of the night to find the newest cheerleader to sleep with.

HARRY
You’re giving me too much credit dad, first I have to lure them to my irresistible sense of Osborn charm and dignity, this mansion is a babe magnet alone- I have you to thank.

NORMAN
One of our many business rivals just arrived in town this week.

HARRY
Yuma Corp., leader in the field of… Radiology.

NORMAN
I’m surprised, you do have a brain after all… there’s a science exhibit being held tomorrow night… I want you to be there, I want to know everything… blue prints, fields of expertise, top scientists… anything you can dig up.

HARRY
Dad, I’m pretty sure that’s illegal.

NORMAN
What isn’t these days son, don’t let me down again.

The transmission feed ends.

INT. MIDTOWN HIGH SCHOOL- CAFETERIA

Peter was sitting alone at his lunch table, looking around the room… everyone was sitting with their own cliché groups, he looks up and he can see JASON LONELLO, brown hair, handsome and muscular. In other words almost the complete opposite from Peter.

JASON
Hey.

PETER
Hey…

JASON
Why don’t you just ask her already man.

PETER
Ask who?

JASON
I don’t know, Tara Reid… who do you think I’m talking about…

PETER
Oh her…

JASON
Suddenly lacking in Gwen Stacy striving? Huh?

Peter shrugs as though it was useless… his eyes casually glancing over towards her. Flash catches his eyes from the same table and Peter quickly looks away.

PETER
She’s with Flash, and besides… do I look like someone who would have a chance with…

JASON
A hot, sexy blonde cheerleader against a strong football player like Flash Thomson? Besides his family is uber rich, from rumors anyways…

PETER
Oh real nice, rub it in why don’t you?

JASON
Hey sorry man. But, you know what you don’t have that Flash has?

PETER
What?

JASON
Balls. I mean come on man, what’s the worst that could happen, her saying no?

PETER
Well… that and Cap Caveman would probably send me to the terminal wing.

JASON
Point is, if you think about her so much… why don’t you just finally ask her? Is it that hopeless?

PETER
I find that if I don’t ask, I’ll never get disappointed if she does… in fact… say no… which statistically.

JASON
By the way, “statistically” people don’t like it when you try to sound smart.

PETER
But, I am smart.

JASON
Well, that’s a definite turn off for girls, trust me man. Another thing- don’t fart.

PETER
Huh?

JASON
Trust me, Liz saw me fart once… and I thought she would dump me right on the spot.

PETER
You’re kidding.

JASON
Smells never lie… so catch you around… I’m late already as it is

PETER
Late?

JASON
Lunch detention. See yah.

Peter nods as Jason walks away, Flash begins to walk towards him and looks down towards Peter with a threatening glare.

FLASH
Peter Parker right?

Peter adjusts his glasses looking towards Flash with suspicion and stands up looking Flash straight in the eyes.

PETER
You’re talking to me?

FLASH
I saw the way you were looking at Gwen, and in all honesty… I didn’t like it Parker, not one bit and you know why that is? She’s mine alright, live with it… I better not see you even come ten feet within Gwen, just leave her alone and go about your life- alright?

Flash shoves Peter backwards. Peter hesitantly raises his dukes.

FLASH
C’mon, c’mon, man, hit me!

GWEN
Flash leave him alone…

Peter doesn’t. Flash grins…

FLASH
One punch Parker, any time you want…

Flash walks back towards the table and high fives most of his fellow football players. Gwen looks towards him…

FLASH
(to GWEN)
I’m sorry… you know how I get sometimes.

Gwen shakes her head ‘yes.’

INT. OSBORN MANSION- HARRY OSBORN’S BEDROOM

AUDIOSLAVE’S WHAT YOU ARE plays as… Harry was on the bed, shirt off, laying next to Alison. They were currently making out under the darkness of the room.

ALISON
I want to hear you say it…

Harry looks towards her questioning what she meant.

ALISON
Say you love me.

Harry smiles.

HARRY
I love you.

Harry continues to kiss up her neck and she smiles.

ALISON
Say it like you actually mean it.

HARRY
I…

Harry’s cell phone rings and he answers it

HARRY
(to PHONE)
Hello… dad, what a surprise… I know, I’ll be there… bye.

Harry hangs up the phone and looks back towards Alison.

ALISON
Who was that?

HARRY
My father, I have to be somewhere in an hour.

ALISON
Already?

Harry shrugs

HARRY
His rules or the highway.

Harry’s lips come into contact with hers and he lets go and stands up walking over towards his dresser drawer picking out a tie.


HARRY
I’ll be back later.

He looks towards her in and grins, he walks into the bathroom… looking into the mirror he takes his dress shirt and puts it on, buttoning it up fixing his tie in the mirror, he says to himself…

HARRY
I love being me…

INT. PARKER FAMILY HOME – FAMILY ROOM- DAY

A TV playing PAX. A remote enters foreground.

PETER (O.S.)
Just press record, 4, channel, 23, record, and enter.

He hands it to AUNT MAY. When Peter’s parents died due to a car accident he was sent off to live with his aunt and uncle. Aunt May and Uncle Ben welcomed Peter warmly into their household and raised him as though he was their own. Peter was kneeling on the carpet holding the remote control towards the TV, while Aunt May was sitting on the lazy boy chair.

MAY
Oh, I never could figure these things out.

PETER
Sixth year’s the charm. I’m going to be heading over to the science exhibit later on tonight, Miles Yuma is going to be there and…

MAY
I know Peter, I know you want to go…

PETER
My homework is done, I’ve checked it over ten times already.

MAY
Ten times? I thought you said sixth times’ the charm.

Peter smiles

PETER
Aunt May…

MAY
Don’t blame me- you said it.

PETER
Is Uncle Ben home yet?

MAY
No, I’m not expecting him for another two hours.


PETER
I thought work got out at six?

MAY
It did… it does… it does…

PETER
It did, what did you mean?

MAY
Slight slip of tongue…

PETER
You said it did… you meant it… what did you mean?

MAY
Your Uncle and I didn’t want to alarm you, but he was fired last week… he’s having a hard enough time as it is Peter, all he wants is for you to look up at him, to admire him… don’t let him know that I told you ok.

PETER
I promise Aunt May. I can pitch in a little more, find a job of my own.

MAY
Don’t worry yourself, everything will be alright- you’ll see… everything is always fine Peter… have trust in your Uncle. I’ll tell him you went to that little science exhibit of yours, now run along before you’re late.

PETER
You sure you don’t need any help Aunt May?

MAY
We don’t need any help Peter, you’re such a good boy though… you remind me of your father.

Peter smiles

PETER
I miss him.

MAY
He would be proud of you, they would both be.

Peter shakes his head ok and leaves the room.

INT. SCIENCE HALL- RADIOLOGY EXHIBIT- AUDITORIUM

The room was filled with all sorts of science experiments, ranging from the practical to the bizarre and unordinary. Peter walks through the room, looking at the experiments- but his eyes were elsewhere, pointed towards the stage… all that could be seen were two large objects covered by a brown drape. Where as, Harry Osborn took a different approach to the exhibit; unlike Peter, he was here on business… a job that he would have loved to have gone without. Wearing the Oscorp badge he wanders around attempting to find out information from anyone he bumped into… Peter, mindlessly and in a dream like stance begins to walk towards the stage. While Harry Osborn, was walking towards the stage looking back towards the recent contact. Harry and Peter stumble into one another…

HARRY
Hey, watch where you’re going.

Peter kneels down and picks up his glasses.

PETER
S…s… sorry.

Harry raises his eyebrow, Peter was obviously not a worker- but, probably one of the biggest dorks here… if there was information, Peter was as readable as a dictionary.

HARRY
You work for Yuma Corp.?

PETER
I wish…

HARRY
So, you’re here… because?

PETER
You’re… agh… You know, I didn’t quite catch your name…

HARRY
Harry, Harry Osborn…

PETER
Of the New York Osborns!?

HARRY
Well, I’m not in Pittsburgh, am I?… So I take it you know about my father.

PETER
Do I! The man’s a hero…

HARRY
I wouldn’t go that far… actually I would say he’s the total opposite of a hero. Listen, from the looks things- you’re probably the most intelligent person here… perhaps you could fill me in a little.

PETER
The son of Norman Osborn needs my help?
(still flustered about the situation)

HARRY
Yeah, I guess genius skips a generation. You really need to help me because, if I mess this up my father will probably throw me into boot camp or something.

PETER
Ah, come on- he can’t be that bad.

Harry laughs

HARRY
No he’s actually worse…

The lights in the auditorium begin to dim.

PETER
Well, Miles Yuma started the corporation in… agh… 1893… radiology is one of it’s primary business practices and… he went to Yale University for three years, then transferred to Harvard, then…

HARRY
I get the point… what about that thing?

Harry motions up towards the stage.

PETER
To tell you the truth, I have absolutely no idea.

HARRY
What’s your name?

PETER
Peter, Peter Parker.

HARRY
You might be of help to me yet… he isn’t going to talk strange is he?

PETER
Talk… talk strange?

HARRY
Yeah, you know all of that scientist mumbo jumbo…

PETER
Huh?

HARRY
Never mind just, stay, in case I need a translator.

PETER
Ok…?

HARRY
I’ll make it worth your wait… by the looks of it, you’ve probably haven’t even got a number before- see her over there, the red head…

Peter looks to his right and can see who Harry was pointing out.

HARRY
You help me survive through this whole ordeal… I’ll personally guarantee that you’ll leave here tonight with her phone number… do we have a deal?

PETER
I agh… I… yeah- sure… deal.

HARRY
Good.

MILES YUMA, 60 years old, short, big oval glasses, regular white lab coat with parting bald black hair and a scientist mustache steps out onto the stage.

MILES
Welcome… wow, I actually expected no people to come at all.

Everyone including Peter laughs at this obviously dull joke, what was the big deal? Why do they laugh like Carvey just gave another Bush impersonation? These were the thoughts clouding over Harry’s brain when Miles walks over towards the brown drapes and rips them off. Revealing two high powered beams, sort of like mini satellites with red power fuses on the outside… next to the one on the right was a fan… connected to the satellite piece by a single cord.

MILES
These create a highly absorbent contrast material, useful in radiographs. This means X-rays, fluoroscopy, angiography and barium contrast studies can all be more precise and detailed. In the future, procedures facilitated by these materials may replace ultrasounds, reducing the potential for medical harm caused by human error.

A song begins to play SR-71’s TOMORROW, Harry answers his cell phone…

HARRY
Excuse me for a second… oh hey, what’s up… no it’s a good time… really?… finally, so the Globe Trotters actually won?… That’s great… what?

Everyone was looking towards him, on verge of unleashing their anger. Peter taps Harry on his shoulder clearing his throat…

HARRY
Hmm?… Oh, I’ll call you back ok…

Harry hangs up the phone…

HARRY
Sorry about that, you may continue with your little experiment… it’s going great… keep up the good work.

Harry stops talking and Peter whispers into his ear.

PETER
Are you intentionally trying to get yourself kicked out of here?

Miles clears his throat…

PETER
Oh… sorry… my fault… I… agh… I’ll be quiet.

MILES
Good, will everyone now please dismiss these two’s obnoxious scene of teenage anxiety.

Peter frowns and Harry just grins shaking his head no… teenage anxiety, you’re to talk with your midlife crises… but Peter pinches Harry’s arm before he had time to lash out his counter attack.

MILES
Now, with a touch of a button… I will transmit the radiation beam, down over to that generator over there… thus generating enough power to heat up the electricity source to make the fan turn. Shall we begin?

Miles presses down on a remote control and the radioactive generator begins to whirl… above was another anxious onlooker, someone curious and lusting for the red glow… it begins to crawl down slowly, web zipping down, making it’s way slowly, slowly towards the red beam of radioactive material. And then it drops and gets caught in the beam, the fan begins power up… the afraid spider hurls itself away and grasps onto Peter’s arm…

PETER
Aghh!!!!!!!!!!!

Peter drops to the ground, beginning to fade out into a seizure… Harry kneels down looking over Peter

HARRY
What the hell?

Everyone looks on in amazement…

MILES
Well, this is why I don’t give public speeches and demonstrations- lack of respect, good night gentlemen…

Miles storms out of the room… and everyone begins arguing…

HARRY
Great my father is really going to kill me now…

Harry equips his phone and dials 911

HARRY
It’s ok, hang in there…

ACT II

INT. HOSPITAL ROOM- DREAM

Peter was lying on a hospital bed, he sits up squinting his eyes, he could see perfectly- without his glasses. That’s weird. He looks around the eerily empty room.

PETER
Where am I?

He looks towards the door to see a green like swampy fluid flowing towards him. He lowers his feet to the floor, the green substance slowly transforming into webbing… grasping onto his feet as he stands up and attempts to move. After several attempts, he rips free. And then, he can hear it… quiet at first, but gradually louder and louder. Small feet running through the vents above… it stops.

ANNOUNCER
Dr. Grant to room 2W5, Dr. Grant to room 2W5.

Peter looks to the room vent on the wall corner to his left and spiders begin to shoot out towards him.

JUMP CUT:

Peter wakes up, startled, in the room with him was Aunt May, Uncle Ben and a doctor standing under the shadows, face hidden. But, then he steps forward- one foot, two foot. As he walked into the light he says…

MAN
Mr. Parker, glad you could join us.

The man was Norman Osborn!

PETER
Mr. Osborn?

Ben and May begin to disappear as…

JUMP CUT:

EXT. BROOKLYN BRIDGE- AFTERNOON- DREAM

Peter and Norman were standing above the Brooklyn bridge, below the water currents were crashing and above the wind was flying. Peter looks down and nearly falls…

PETER
It’s just a dream…
(looks back up to see NORMAN)
A nightmare…

NORMAN
Do not be afraid to admit it. You are afraid- you are afraid of heights. Look!

Peter hesitates

NORMAN (CONT’D)
Look again!!!!

Peter looks down over the bridge, water crashing, wind flying… he was terrified.

NORMAN
Sooner or later you will have to face it, conquer it

Norman takes a step towards Peter

NORMAN
Kill it!!!

Norman places his hand on Peter’s shoulder

NORMAN
Join me… son

Peter looks into Norman’s eyes, fear showing through.

NORMAN (CONT’D)
Together we can have it all, anything you ever wanted. Ask and it is yours-

Peter looks away… There is only one thing that I want.
NORMAN (CONT’D)
What about Gwen Stacy?

Peter looks back towards him, opening himself up, displaying his weakness, his true weakness.

NORMAN (CONT’D)
The girl of your dreams, the one person you love- more than anything, more than anyone… the one person who could destroy you. Ask and she is yours.

Peter shakes his head “no,” attempting to block his own mind from taking charge… his heart from taking charge.


PETER
This… is just a dream

NORMAN
Quite the contrary; this, Mr. Parker is your life. Your new life. You’ve changed… what was once unattainable has now been reduced to something beneath the sky, beneath you…… Far beneath you… you were meant for greater things, better things.

PETER
But- this is a dream. I wake up, you’re no longer real.

NORMAN
The weird part about a dream is that sometimes you can never wake up… sometimes it is hard differentiating fact from fiction.

PETER
What are you saying?

NORMAN
Don’t be afraid Peter, you have no reason to be afraid… not anymore… you’re free, free to be yourself… it is your time now son, it is your time for the hunt, hunt the hunters… live!

Norman begins to slowly walk towards the edge of the bridge; looking down towards the water below… he looks back. Bones were now protruding from his flesh, eyes lit on fire and a grin that stood for everything evil and corrupt in the world. But, Peter didn’t care, he respected this man.

NORMAN
Anything you ever wanted is now yours; ask and you will receive.

Norman looks back towards the water.

NORMAN (CONT’D)
Ask.

Norman dives off and into the icy depths below. Peter runs towards the edge and looks down. But, instead he didn’t see Norman- he saw something else- something he would never forget, something that he would stand for… looking up towards him, from the ripples of the water below… Spider-Man.

INT. HOSPITAL LOBBY

Harry stands outside of the room look in, when Ben and May approach him. Harry looks towards them, nodding to welcome them and extending his hand.

HARRY
Harry, Harry Osborn…?

Ben frowns, father- like son…
BEN
I know who you are.

HARRY
I’m the one who called for the ambulance, the bill is already paid.

But, Ben just frowned… each second Harry began to feel more and more uncomfortable.

HARRY
Well, this is one of those unsettling silences I wasn’t expecting. If there’s anything else I can do…

Ben looks towards Harry, who is this kid trying to impress, he snorts out an insult instead of offering back the same generosity.

BEN
I don’t need your money.

Harry looks towards Ben in confusion, but you don’t have any!!!

HARRY
I (!!!)
(takes a deep breath)
Ok…

Harry walks away and May looks towards Ben

BEN
I don’t trust him.

MAY
He’s not his father, Ben.

BEN
He might be.

MAY
He only was trying to help.

BEN
That’s what my brother thought, look what happened to him.

Ben glances in towards Peter on the hospital bed… his heart was breaking, slowly, but still painfully. May presses her hand against Ben’s.

MAY
He will be ok…

Ben shakes his head ok.

IN. OSBORN MANSION- MEETING ROOM

Harry looks up towards his father.

HARRY
I couldn’t get any information dad… I’m sorry.

NORMAN
You’re sorry?… but, yet I expected as much from you.

HARRY
It wasn’t my fault, something came up.

NORMAN
Something always comes up, doesn’t it Harry?

HARRY
I put up with your little mind games enough dad.

NORMAN
Mind games? What are you talking about?

HARRY
I'm talking about why you hate me so much.

NORMAN
I don't hate you.

HARRY
You sure do a good job pretending it!

NORMAN
You want to know the truth? You think you're
ready for it? I fear the day the company I built
with my own hands passes officially into yours. You haven't shown an iota of the responsibility or intelligence it takes to run a lemonade stand, let alone a multinational corporation. You're lazy and stagnant. You've never hunted for anything in your life. But I blame myself.

INT. PARKER FAMILY HOME- ENTRANCE

“Shadow on the sun” by Audioslave begins as May and Ben help Peter into the house… Peter begins to walk up the stairs.

MAY
Now are you sure you’re ok?

PETER
I’ll be fine Aunt May.

May looks towards Ben and he nods his head, motioning for he to let him be.

INT. PARKER FAMILY HOUSE- PETER’S BED ROOM- NIGHT

Peter walks over to his bed and crashes down, exhausted… this was the one Norman had called hunter in Peter’s slumber.

INT. BROKEN DOWN WAREHOUSE- GARAGE- RAINING

The song continues as a sleazy, low rent man with greasy hair and cold eyes begins to walk through the garage. His name was BOCK, lately his life had gone to hell. He was wearing a sweatshirt, hood pulled up, soaked to the bones. And his voice was that of a raspy man seeking for breath anywhere he could.

BOCK
He’s going to kill me…

Bock continues to walk forwards through the dark warehouse until he came upon a tall Cuban man in an appropriately shark blue tux, JIMMY D.

JIMMY
You’re late.

BOCK
I… I had some unsettled business I had to get done first.

JIMMY
Unsettled business? What business? Where are your clients… I can’t see them. You’re in the **** hole Bock you know where that is? You’re a goner, a low life, a scavenger, a no one… you are worth more dead than alive, now my friend.

BOCK
I’ll get the money… I told you I’ll have your money… I’ll get it… I swear.

JIMMY
Answer me this, how much money do you owe?

BOCK
Hundred… no, a thousand…

JIMMY
Try ten grand Bocky… that’s ten grand. Your stock market went… vroop… down the drain. You owe me that money Bock, and with out it I am a very unhappy man. You don’t want me to be angry do you?

BOCK
No sir… no, no- I don’t.

JIMMY
Good, I was hoping that was your answer… now, since I’m a generous guy I’ll give you five more weeks. In five weeks, if that money is not in my possession you’re a dead man. Do we understand each other?

BOCK
Yes…

JIMMY
Good, dismissed you are… and for your sake not for life.

Bock begins to walk away…

INT. PARKER FAMILY HOUSE – PETER’S BED ROOM – NIGHT

Peter is sleeping. We begin to begin to hear the noise from his dreams… a voice whispering to him, gradually growing louder. There were also sounds of jungle drums beating with every gradual increase in the volume of the voice. We catch FLASHES of spider imagery.

VOICE (V.O.)
Danger. Watch out for danger. Feel the tingling in the web. Life is a web. Feel the tingling. Discover. Know. Understand. Instinct. Hunt. Hunt the hunters. Freedom. Power. Understand. Feel the tingling. Power. Freedom. HUNT!

Peter's eyes pop open, he was waked by a knock at the door. But, his eyes were directed towards the ceiling above him seeing webs all over the ceiling shimmering the moonlight, the webs appeared as a sort of glistening gray color. Ben opens the door to a tilt…

BEN
What are you doing still up? And what was with all that banging noise? You’re keeping everyone awake…

Peter looks up towards the ceiling, not knowing what to say- in truth, he didn’t even know what happened.

PETER
Couldn't sleep…

BEN
Try to fall asleep kido. You’ve had a rough night as it is…

PETER
Sure thing Uncle Ben.

EXT. BROOKLYN STREETS- MORNING

Open Hand’s “626” plays as… DANTE, 30 years old, drunk, African American, wearing rags from the gutters begins to walk through the streets… people from the windows wee screaming at one another… SSDD… he looks up towards one of the bulletin board, the ones meant to get tourists interested… but this time it read like a message from a higher place. “Ready for a better life? Enter the New York State Lottery; let money solve your problems.”

DANTE
Money… is exactly what I need.

He bumps into another homeless guy, knocking him to the street. He looks down towards the OLD HOMELESS MAN, 75 years old, bushy white beard and hair, yellow rotting teeth.

OLD HOMELESS MAN
Money?
(begins to laugh)
Boy… what you need is motivation.

Dante looks across the street towards a small time grocery store.

OLD HOMELESS MAN
What you need is guts… but, been there done that- didn’t work last time for me, who’s to say it will for you?

Dante frowns and looks down towards him.

DANTE
What you’re suggesting is illegal

OLD HOMELESS MAN
It’s your life, but if you want to make something of it… you’re gonna have to start now.

DANTE
Burglary?

The old man shrugs

OLD HOMELESS MAN
What other choice do we have?

DANTE
Get a job.

This made the old man laugh the most.

OLD HOMELESS MAN
You’ve been a bum for all your life Dante, your father before you squatted in that warehouse over
there.

DANTE
Acme?

OLD HOMELESS MAN
In his younger and more reckless days, yes.

DANTE
What you’re suggesting… it’s illegal


OLD HOMELESS MAN
Businesses do not hire men like us Dante, we have to fight; we have to break the law… just to have a small piece of what everyone else is born into. It’s your choice.

The old homeless man begins to walk away laughing, leaning on his case as he walked.

OLD HOMELESS MAN
Your choice.

INT. PROJECTS- APARTMENT 200

Dante opens the door and walks in, setting his jacket onto the floor. He looks around.

OLD HOMELESS MAN (V.O.)
Sooner or later though, we all have to have a piece of what everyone else has…

His son, DANTE JR., 7 years old walks out of his bed room and looks up towards his father.

DANTE
Go back to bed.

DANTE JR.
But…

DANTE
Go on.

DANTE JR.
Fine.

Dante Jr. exits the room, leaving Dante alone to scan the room.

OLD HOMELESS MAN (V.O.)
If not for yourself… maybe for someone else then.

Dante shakes his head yes.

DANTE
This is no life… it’s time to end this vicious circle.

Dante walks back towards the exit, grabs his jacket and looks back.

INT. WAREHOUSE- FLASHBACK

Dante, age 9, looks up towards his FATHER

FATHER
You have to make something of your life son… don’t be like me. This life… it’s above you.

Dante shakes his head yes.

INT. PROJECTS- APARTMENT 200

Dante nods his head yes and exits out the door.

DANTE
I’ll make you proud.

INT. PARKER FAMILY HOUSE – KITCHEN- MORNING

Peter comes downstairs and enters the kitchen, dressed for the day.

MAY
I fixed wheat cakes!

Peter sits down. Grabs a fork. Digs in. CUT TO LATER. Peter has developed a voracious appetite. The stack of wheat cakes lessens and lessens until it's gone.

BEN
Hey, Pete, save some for the rest of us!

MAY
Don't berate the boy for finally developing a healthy appetite.

PETER
Breakfast was great, Aunt May. I gotta book.

He stands, tries to drop his fork. It sticks to his palm, he looks towards it suspiciously and then it falls down.

EXT. ACME WAREHOUSE- AFTERNOON

Dante looks up towards the massive warehouse in front of him… it was old, broken down. Spray pain was written all over it. He begins to walk towards it, the sound of the waves crashing against the docks, in the back of the warehouse. He opens the door to the Acme warehouse and walks in.

INT. ACME WAREHOUSE

The warehouse itself looked like an abandoned garage, columns stuck up from the ground… car parts were laying off to the side… entire cars, windows shattered, bent up and dented with wheels that had been stolen years before. It was a shame to see valuables like this left to rot. It was however surprising that there were no squatters taking residence. His eyes scan around… no one. Then he notices a gun on the floor. He begins to walk over towards it, closer and closer… ammunition lay alongside it. He bent down looking at it, contemplating his decision, he reaches for the gun and he looks at it further… and then he can see the abbreviation R.W.

DANTE
Dad…

He picks up the ammunition and sticks it in his pocket… stands up and aims the gun towards the wall… BAM! A round shoots into the wood and blasts a hole through. This place was unsteady.

EXT. FOREST HILLS- AFTERNOON

Peter continues to walk alongside of the sidewalks home, when Gwen catches up to him.

GWEN
Hey… hey…

Peter stops and looks behind his shoulder.

PETER
Hey Gwen.

GWEN
I heard you went to the hospital.

Peter shrugs

PETER
It was nothing… just a routine procedure.

Gwen shakes her head ok.

GWEN
So, you still didn’t deliver the fliers.

Peter lowers his head, same effect as hitting it, just less embarrassing…

PETER
Must have forgot

GWEN
I’m sorry about Flash, you know… about what he did the other day.

PETER
You don’t need to apologize for him Gwen.

GWEN
Well, it’s.

PETER
Don’t worry.

Uncle Ben spots Peter and interrupts them.

BEN
Hey, Peter, how did school go today?

PETER
Same.

Peter looks towards Gwen and then back towards Uncle Ben.

BEN
So, I haven’t seen this young lady for a while. How’s your parents?

GWEN
They’re doing fine

Peter holds back a laugh, Ben was the only one that didn’t get it-

BEN
How id the science project you two were working on go?

PETER
It went ok.

GWEN
Peter’s being modest. We’ve got first place… definitely.

Ben nods his head in agreement.

BEN
(to PETER)
You did great. You always do.

Peter smiles. Ben checks his watch.

BEN (CONT’D)
I’ve gotta run, there’s a business meeting.
(to GWEN)
Nice seeing you again Gwen, tell your folks I said hello.

GWEN
Sure thing Mr. Parker.

Ben continues heading off in the other direction.

EXT. MADISON SQUARE GARDEN- NIGHT

INT. MADISON SQUARE GARDEN-AUDITORIUM

If I stay here any longer- I’ll explode, were the first thoughts that poured into Bock’s head after having to stay through more than 4 hours of auditions for talent search night at the Madison Square Garden. He looks down towards the people aged 17-50. With various “thought to be” talents and others who were just there to jerk the agent’s chain. Bock felt trapped watching one miserable person after another. His cell phone rings and he urgently answers it, whew- at least this will divert my attention.

BOCK
Hello?

JIMMY (O.C.)
Where’s my money friend?

BOCK
I, agh… I’m scouting right now.

JIMMY (O.C.)
You only have five more days Bock. Five days to earn back my money.

The line clicks dead and Bock hangs it up, night just got worse…
BOCK
(mumbled whisper)
I’m gonna die.

He looks down towards the various act and sighs out- hopeless.

INT. PARKER FAMILY HOUSE – KITCHEN- EVENING

Around the dinner table, the Parkers finish saying grace. They begin eating.


MAY
Have you ever heard of S.A.D.?

BEN
What is that? A new band?

MAY
Social Anxiety Disorder.

Ben shakes his head “no” out of desperation, May has been ragging on the topic for over a week now!

BEN
Not this again…

MAY
I think it's worth investigating.

BEN
Will you leave him alone?
(motioning towards Peter)

MAY
I'll leave him alone when he's married with a two-car garage and lots of little godchildren for us to spoil.

BEN
Then will you leave me alone?

MAY
Don't you worry about him?

Peter looks up from his plate…

PETER
I'm right here… Just so you know.

Aunt May and Uncle Ben don’t hear him

BEN
No, I don't. He's a smart and resourceful kid.

MAY
But he's so quiet. He used to be such a happy little boy.

BEN
And now he's a contemplative little man.

MAY
Just like his father.

Peter stiffens momentarily.

BEN
Just like him.

MAY
Peter, could you pass the potatoes?

PETER
Mmm.

He passes them. May frowns, then excuses herself.

MAY
You know what? I am going to look up this Social Anxiety Disorder on the web.

BEN
That's a good idea, May.
(sotto to Peter)
That should keep her busy for a few hours.

MAY (O.S.)
Heard you.

Peter and Ben share a smile.

INT. PARKER FAMILY HOME- BASEMENT

The basement is full of little scientific experiments and gadgetry. Peter is hard at work on a chalk board writing out measurements and chemical formulas. Harry walks down the stairs carrying a plate of cookies…


HARRY
Hey Pete, your aunt told me you were down here.

Peter was hard at work on a chalk board writing out measurements and chemical formulas.

HARRY
This place looks like the lab of Dr. Frankenstein… where did you get the money for all this stuff? My father would be impressed.

Harry finally takes a bite out of one of the cookies that he was carrying… by the look on his face, it was obvious that the cookies were good…

HARRY
I gotta tell you, Peter. Your aunt makes great cookies… now if only she could stop from hoisting them off on everyone who rings on her doorbell. She’s gonna give Jehovah’s Witnesses the wrong impression… So, how did you manage to gather all of this equipment?

PETER
My dad gave it to me…

HARRY
I’m sorry.

PETER
Why should you be? For all you know, he’s skiing in Aspen. What makes you think he’s dead?

HARRY
Just… if my father taught me one thing, it’s never to go into a situation without knowing all the specifics.

PETER
You mean having dirt on people?

HARRY
Yeah, guess so. I know it’s none of my business, but…

Peter shakes his head “yes” as thought it meant nothing to him, but in reality Harry’s knowledge of almost everyone was a frightening aspect. Attempting to avoid the situation, he quickly adds…

PETER
I’m trying to finish the project he was working on before he died, there’s just some missing piece of the puzzle that I’m just not able to lay my hands on.


HARRY
Maybe you’re trying too hard… you should loosen up.

PETER
Trying too hard? I’ve been going over the same measurements, the same formulas for over a year now…

HARRY
A dead end?

PETER
Maybe, but I highly doubt it.

HARRY
Maybe my dad could help. I should introduce you two… he’s always happy to add another genius to the stable.

PETER
I don’t think my uncle would approve.

Harry nods his head, knowing that Peter would probably say this, after all most people blame Norman for most of their problems- even his own son. But, he knew he could feel a tension the other night at the hospital.

HARRY
The Osborn reputation strikes again. I don’t blame him, my father’s a ruthless man… don’t know why you haven’t seen through the many faces of Norman Osborn yet.

PETER
He’s a hero nonetheless.

HARRY
Why? Because of the number of scientific advancements he was able to instill upon the community? While at the same time ravaging families up alive, you wouldn’t believe the number of people my dad fires each year… don’t admire such a man Pete, there’s nothing admiring about him.

PETER
I can see that you don’t like him very much…

Harry grins take a potion and examining it…

HARRY
Nailed it… since I was young I knew not to trust my father…

PETER
What about your mom?

HARRY
She died…

PETER
I’m sorry…

HARRY
Don’t be, I hardly even knew her- she died when I was young… my father, he was never there for me… I had to learn how to fend for myself.

PETER
You’re lucky… I didn’t even get to know my parents.

HARRY
Lucky? I have an abusive father Pete, and you have an aunt and uncle who would die for you. I would give it all up: the money, the girls, the fame… well, maybe not the girls… but still, just to have a piece of what you have- a family that supports you.
(attempting to beat around the bush)
So, I’m taking a major stab in the dark here… but you’ve never been with a girl.

PETER
Been?

HARRY
Been anywhere, come on’ even saying that seems to be giving you way too much credit Pete.

PETER
Well, there is one girl.

HARRY
Name?

PETER
Gwen Stacy.

HARRY
I actually figured as much.

PETER
Hmm?

HARRY
Well, it’s not exactly a secret Peter. It’s pretty much stamped in bold letters upon your forehead… whipped.

PETER
Anyways, I don’t even have a chance- she’s with…

HARRY
Flash Thompson, quarterback… dad owns a law firm just out of Manhattan.

PETER
Well… yeah… Girls don’t date guys with Star Trek posters.

Peter stops mid sentence unable to accept the truth…

HARRY
Eh. Buck up, little camper. In the short-run, guys like Flash get it all. But when they grow up, they pump gas for people like you. And people like Gwen Stacy come around to. You should see the kind of company my father keeps. It’s like a Maxim photo shoot sometimes.

ACT III

EXT. NEW YORK CITY- AFTERNOON

The Song “Be Yourself” by Audioslave begins as… The camera begins to rotate around the city, for the first time we can see it… it’s depth… it’s glory… it’s light… it’s dark… it’s gray. The Statue of Liberty stands tall, standing for peace, justice and the American way. The Twin Towers monument stood high, representing a new life… this was New York City, the city that shouted you can break us down, but we will stand back up again and fight. The city of crime, the city of justice. Here no one sleeps.

EXT. NEW YORK CITY STREETS

Peter walks along the sidewalk, glancing all around him… he no longer wore his glasses. He didn’t need them… he stops at the corner and sees a walking sign… he begins to walk across, but a car didn’t notice… it screeches as Peter jumps over it and lands behind it. An amazing Arial stunt. He glances around, everyone’s eyes were on him. Everyone noticed him… the car was safe, he was safe… he liked this feeling, not the safety- the love. He lusted in it.

EXT. NEW YORK CITY DARK ALLEYWAY

Peter stood examining his hands, he looks up towards the wall… back towards his hand… here goes nothing… he puts his hands onto the wall and begins to crawl up. He crawls up fast, very, very fast… he was now in his element, the most comfortable he had ever felt in a while. His speed, his strength, his agility was amazing… he was practically running up the wall. Far beyond human capabilities. He double flips off of the wall and lands on his two feet. He looks up towards the sky above. The sun reflecting in his eyes. He begins to climb up the tallest building… reaching the top in mere seconds. He jumps up the rest of the way, grabbing onto the edge of the roof he swings himself onto it as though it was a gymnastic bar. He looks down towards the passing cars. And he breaths out.

PETER
Sooner or later I will have to face it…
(steps closer towards the edge)
Conquer it…

PETER
(steps once more closer)
Kill it…
(steps towards the very edge)

He looks down then he closes his eyes and a web line zips out of his hands…

PETER
There is no longer any reason to be afraid, not now, not ever again. I’m above it, everything unattainable is now beneath the sky… beneath me…

Peter swings out and over the cars towards the building opposite him… and he climbs up the rooftop looking down over his last feat.

PETER
A… new life.

Peter at first motions to not accept it, but could not hide his passion… it’s my time, it’s my time to be popular. He grins and begins to run off, hurtling over the rooftops so fast that anyone barely noticed… he was no longer a man, he was a spider. In it’s purest form, also… the most dangerous. He had no fear, no worries.

INT. MID TOWN HIGH SCHOOL- HALLWAYS

Peter walks through the hallways at a rapid pace, trying to conceal his excitement when all of a sudden his arm starts to jolt, once again… Peter stops walking forwards…

PETER
Flash, you know that time I challenged you to a fight.

Peter looks towards Flash with anger burning in his eyes.

PETER
Today- after school, senior parking lot.

FLASH
Is this a joke Parker?

PETER
No joke at all, I’ll even let you…

EXT. MID TOWN HIGH SCHOOL- SENIOR LOT

The parking lot was circumnavigated by a tall rusting gate, students were currently gathered around a fight going on between Peter and Flash. Flash sends his fist forward and towards Pete, Peter dunks under the arm as though it was nothing.


PETER (V.O.)
Have the first punch.

Peter catches Flash’s fist in his hand, and Flash begins to feel pain beyond his beliefs and then all of a sudden he is knocked back. His body goes flying and against the windshield of a car. Everyone is beneath me. Peter looks towards Flash in almost sadistic eyes, his eyes darting back and forth between the witnesses.

PETER
Hope you can deal with the pain Flash, I have for more than four years.

Peter begins to walk away.

INT. MIDTOWN HIGH SCHOOL- CAFETERIA

Peter now was wearing more expensive clothes, he had traded his old ones out for the new look… the new Peter… spiky hair, black muscle shirt with a silver chain wrapped around his neck, sneakers and jeans. Gossiping was obviously floating around, as everyone looked towards him, girls giggled, guys frowned… girls began to clutter around him. I think I will like this. He no longer paid any attention to Gwen, girls were now just an object… they were all below him. Everyone was below him. Jason walks up to him and Peter just grins, shrugging as though it was nothing.

PETER
He deserved it…

JASON
He’s in the hospital.

PETER
Guess who put him there?

Peter grins, but Jason just looks towards Peter through squinted eyes shaking his head no he walks away. Peter just shrugs surrounded by his new groups of friends.

PETER
One loss, many gain.

INT. PARKER FAMILY HOME- ENTRANCE

May walks in carrying grocery bags.

MAY
Peter, I need help with groceries.

INT. PARKER FAMILY HOME- PETER’S BEDROOM

Peter was in his room listening to blasting music as he practices shooting web. He hears Aunt May, but he just shrugs… everyone is beneath me.

INT. MADISON SQUARE GARDEN- WRESTLING TOURNAMENT

The Executioner was in the ring, yelling out his threats towards the audience… sitting up in front row was Peter and Harry.

PETER
These seats are amazing.

The Executioner looks out towards the audience.

EXECUTIONER
Who ever can beat me, will receive the lucky cash prize of 5 thousand dollars.

PETER
You know… that’s awful good pocket change.

HARRY
Are you suggesting?

Peter just shrugs

PETER
Just a thought, that’s all.

HARRY
Your Aunt wanted me to talk to you about something.

Peter rolls his eyes.

PETER
You too huh? Jeez… they’re definitely busting my balls over no big freakin’ deal!

HARRY
They say that over the past couple of days you’ve changed… emotionally. They want to know if…

PETER
If I’m a danger to myself?

Peter takes out a cigarette and lights it

HARRY
You’re not…

Peter blows out of it… everyone is beneath me. Harry looks back towards him.

PETER
Don’t worry… something is changing… something for the better, I’m a different man now.

HARRY
Different?

Peter lights the cigarette again and smokes… sitting back in the chair. And he looks towards Harry, he shrugs and nods his head “yes”


PETER
Improved.

INT. PARKER FAMILY HOUSE- PETER’S BEDROOM

Peter was sitting at his desk, drawing a picture of a black Spider-Man costume… the symbiote costume.

INT. MID TOWN HIGH SCHOOL- BASKETBALL COURT

Gym class. Peter dribbles the ball. He dribbles it at super-speed. In the corner of the room COACH BERRAN is talking to Flash.

COACH
...So you can't win a fight, you sue someone? Is that the sportsman thing to do?

FLASH
Look, coach, you don't understand.

COACH
I understand alright. You took the hippie way out. I got no place for hippies on my team. You're out.

FLASH
You can't cut me! I'm the best player you got.

COACH
Sorry, Flash. I wouldn't want someone in your “delicate mental condition” to get hurt.

With a malicious glee in his eye, the Coach turns to look at Peter.

COACH
Parker! You're up!

Peter looks up and begins to run towards the coach.

FLASH
No! Anyone but him!

PETER
What is Flash too sore from the other day? Need a replacement, with actual skill this time, that it coach?

COACH
Well, he certainly can talk the talk.

The Coach throws Peter a basketball.

COACH
Lets see if he can walk the walk.

Peter walks to almost below the basket.

COACH
Further than that Parker!

Peter nods his head and begins to walk backwards, farther and farther…

COACH
That’s good.

Peter, regardless, continues until he was under the opposing basket.

COACH
Come closer… no one can-

Before the Coach can finish his sentence, Peter takes the shot. The Coach drops his mouth in awe.

COACH
Do that again.

CUT TO LATER. Supplied a steady stream of basketballs by another player, Peter sinks a series of dunks. The Coach turns to Flash.

COACH
Meet your new replacement.

EXT. MIDTOWN HIGH SCHOOL

Peter watches Gwen walking away as he lights a cigarette and begins to smoke. Then he begins to walk after her, she stops and looks behind towards him… Peter nods his head “hey.”

PETER
Hey.

GWEN
You’ve changed.

Peter shrugs

PETER
Everyone does, I’m free Gwen… for my whole life- I am finally free… I gotta tell you, it feels good, it feels great! But, no matter what I do… no matter what I say, I just…

Peter walks closer to her now, so that they were very close to each other… almost to the point of rubbing against each other. Peter looks down towards her.

PETER
I can’t forget you.

GWEN
I never knew that…

PETER
That’s because I was always too shy to tell you, not anymore. I’m not afraid of anything now… I laugh in the face of danger.

Gwen shakes her head…

GWEN
No, you’re just wearing a mask.

Gwen steps into the car and begins to drive off, Peter watches her go… and he kicks the curb.

PETER
You know what, I don’t care!!!!!

Peter begins walking away, but he looks back. Showing no emotion, but just a hard glare… unreadable… emotionless…

INT. PARKER FAMILY HOME – ENTRANCE- EVENING

Peter enters. It's late. Ben and May waiting for him.

BEN
Where were you?

PETER
Out.

BEN
I came by the school. You weren't there.

PETER
Beautiful day out. Felt like pounding the pavement some.

BEN
That's not all you pounded.

PETER
What are you talking about?

BEN
There's a kid from school. Flash Thompson. Says you knocked him into a car windshield?

PETER
He's like three feet taller than me.

BEN
He has witnesses.

Peter pauses.

PETER
I did it. So what?

BEN
So he's suing us for ten thousand dollars!

PETER
For?

BEN
Emotional duress.

PETER
Yeah, ok… so? … Hey he was an ass hole and sooner or later everyone gets put in their rightful place.

BEN
And where is that?

PETER
Below me!

MAY
Peter, this is not the way you were raised. This is not how human beings behave!

Peter shrugs as though it was no big deal.

MAY
I just don't understand…

BEN
Peter, that's not how we taught you to...

PETER
I know what you taught me! You taught me to be a wimp and a loser, just like you! But. I’ve changed! I’m above you… I’m above everyone. I’m different, improved. Stop making a big deal about it just because you’re jealous!

Peter begins to walk away and walks down into the basement.

MAY
Well, go after him!

BEN
He needs time… I’m afraid to admit it, but lately I can’t even stand looking at him anymore. What happened to him? What have I done wrong?

MAY
It’s not your fault.

Ben walks upstairs, and May bursts out into tears.

EXT. BROOKLYN- NIGHT- RAINING

“RAINY DAY” by Guster plays as… Dante walks through the raining streets.

DANTE
I’ll make you proud.

Dante’s foot lands in a puddle of water… and people all around him avoid walking next to him. He was currently wearing a poncho that he found in the trash. In his pocket he was carrying a gun… he finds a small store and he walks in.

INT. SMALL STORE

The clerk was at the front looks towards him.

CLERK
May I help you sir?

Dante’s eyes scan the area… he takes out the gun and aims it at the clerk.

DANTE
Give me your money… now!

The clerk gulps and shakes his head yes. The clerk opens the cash register and… BAM! The gun goes off and hits the clerk right in his head… he falls to the floor bleeding. Dante walks over towards the cash register and takes the money.

EXT. SMALL STORE ALLEYWAY

Dante crouched next to the garbage, head lowered… crying…

DANTE
What have I done?… What have I done!!!

INT. SMALL STORE- FLASHBACK

The gun hits into the clerk, who was no older than fifteen.

INT. PROJECTS- APARTMENT 200- DANTE JR.’S BEDROOM

The door creaks open and Dante looks in to see his son sleeping.

DANTE
You’re worth it…

Dante kisses his son’s forehead and exits the room.

INT. OSBORN MANSION- LIVING ROOM

Harry was sitting in front of the fireplace, fire light dancing upon his face as he slowly drank from a wine glass. He hears the double doors opening behind him and he turns around to look, it was May Parker. He stands up and looks towards her surprised.

HARRY
Mrs. Parker?

MAY
I just wanted to apologize for…

HARRY
I understand, let’s just say it’s not that easy to be my father’s heir.

MAY
I know you barely know us, but…

HARRY
What’s wrong?

MAY
Ben doesn’t have a job, and Peter…

HARRY
Got into a fight at school, I heard.

MAY
Their suing us… and I was wondering if there was anything you could do.

Harry shakes his head ok.

HARRY
I’ll look into it.

May shakes her head ok. And begins to leave, but Harry interrupts her departure by adding…

HARRY (CONT’D)
Mrs. Parker, you’ve done a good job raising Peter. He’s a good kid.

May shakes her head yes.

MAY
Thank you.

INT. MADISON SQUARE GARDEN- WRESTLING TOURNAMENT

The Executioner was standing in the ring…

EXECUTIONER
No one…

All of a sudden someone jumps down from the ceiling an all black costume with a black mask that covered most of his face. A spider emblem was crudely drawn on the back of the costume. It was Peter.

PETER
(imitating the Executioner)
No one can beat me, I am the executioner.
(arrogant)
Come on, can’t you ever think of anything new to say? I’ll take your challenge!

The executioner begins to laugh…

EXECUTIONER
You? Come on, who is this guy?

PETER
I am… the human spider.

EXECUTIONER
You… agh… agh… su-sure about that?
(breaks up into a louder laugh)

PETER
Yeah, so are you going to sit around all day thinking about how corny your dialogue is, or…

The executioner runs towards Peter, his arm out- aiming for the head.

PETER
I can see you already made your decision.

Peter dunks under the executioner’s arm and flips backwards.

PETER
That’s all you got? Five thousand for this- come on!!!!

EXECUTIONER
So you want to get all personal now do ya?

PETER
I don’t know… let me think for a moment… agh…
(imitates the Executioner)
Do ya?

The executioner runs towards Peter and is about to wham his weight into him, when Peter jumps over him.

PETER
One for the amazing leap frog, none for the slow gladiator.

EXECUTIONER
Your ass is mine spider!

Peter runs towards the executioner, the executioner begins to run towards him, and then Peter rolls out of the way and back flips over the executioner. Next he quickly sends out his lethal kick, knocking the executioner to the mat.

PETER
Oh is it now?

The announcer walks out and grabs Peter’s hand and holds it up.


ANNOUNCER
Let’s hear it for the uncanny, the fantastic, the incredible, the amazing Spider-Man!!!!!

The audience begins to chant his name, Peter smiles. One person who takes notice is BOCK, a sleazy con artist. He rubs his hands together. Peter looks out in the crowd and he can see Bock nodding his head approvingly.

INT. MADISON SQUARE GARDEN- HALLWAYS

Peter was walking through the hallway when Bock appears from a corner wall waiting for him.

BOCK
Hey Web-head… Pretty good act you got there, kid. Three or four years you might be able to buy something else.

PETER
What are you talking about?

BOCK
I'm talking about making some REAL money. What's your name? No, don't tell me. Ruins the mystery. You need a gimmick.

PETER
A gimmick?

BOCK
Yeah- there’s something missin’ sure you got the name- heck, even a circus clown’s got a name… no… what you need is a costume…

PETER
A costume? I’ve already got one.

BOCK
Yeah I can see that. You need one like Evel Knievel! Everybody remembers him! You need a costume that stands out- a costume that shouts spider!

PETER
I don't know about this...

BOCK
Trust me, you'll be a sensation. My card.

He hands Peter a business card.

BOCK
Call me when you're ready to play in the big leagues.

He walks away.

BOCK
I’ll supply the costume…

INT. MID TOWN HIGH SCHOOL- GYM- BASKETBALL COURT

Currently another game was in progress, it was Peter that had made the winning points… the bell rings announcing the end of the game. The Midtown Cougars had won the game and the team celebrates by lifting a rejoicing Peter into the air.

INT. MID TOWN HIGH SCHOOL- HALLWAYS

Outside of the basketball court was Harry Osborn talking to a man and a woman, Mr. and Mrs. Thompson. Mr. Harrison Thompson had the resemblance the same strong resemblance as his son, while Mrs. Rosie Thompson was one of the gentlest and the most ruthless person Harry had know. Harry was wearing a business suit and tie, hardly the evening wear to a high school basketball game.

HARRISON
What is the meaning of this Osborn!

HARRY
Recently your law firm has been in the process of suing a friend of mine, you might know him- due the fact that you were the ones who sued him. His name is Peter Parker.

HARRISON
I have no idea what you’re talking about.

HARRY
I assumed you would say that…

Harry opens up a manila folder that he was carrying in his hands to reveal a document detailing the law suit against the Parkers.

HARRY
Ten thousand dollars, hardly the amount of money I would expect from a family that is having mortgage difficulties- what did you intend to do Mr. Thompson, send the Parkers out onto the streets because of a fight at school?

HARRISON
The boy was on drugs, taking the juice.

HARRY
I find that highly unlikely, Peter won the fight fair and square. What? Not a sore loser are you Mr. Thompson?

HARRISON
Is that a threat?

HARRY
If you don’t drop the law suit against the Parkers, I will release documents detailing the court juries that you have bought off over the years, in short- I will ensure that you end up working at a low paying gas station up in Milwaukee- are we understood?

Harrison shakes his head “yes.”

HARRY
Good- enjoy the game.
(he grins)

ACT IV

INT. BOCK'S OFFICE

Bock was counting his cash when Peter walks in, mask off.

PETER
I'm ready.

"CRAWLING IN THE DARK" by Hoobastank begins.

INT. MADISON SQUARE GARDEN- WRESTLING TOURNAMENT

The lights are out all over the Madison Square Garden…

ANNOUNCER
We were told it didn’t exist… we were told there was nothing to fear… we were told it couldn’t happen.

A light shines above and we can see Spider-Man, in the true professional looking black symbiote costume, standing next to a web and then he drops down from the sky and flashing lights go off everywhere, as well as a cloud of smoke sweeping over the audience. Spider-Man begins to walk forwards towards the ring… red and blue lights dancing around the arena.

INT. BOCK'S OFFICE

Bock counts a small fold of bills. He looks at the camera and does a wink-and-click thing.

BOCK
Bigger.

INT. LATE SHOW


LETTERMAN
There seems to be a new brand of action sweeping over Madison Square Garden… a creature by the name of Spider-Man. He has agreed to make an appearance on tonight’s show…

The lights dim and then we can see Spider-Man standing on top of the rafters above, he jumps down and attaches a web to the ceiling and swings forward over the audience.

INT. BOCK'S OFFICE

Bock counts a larger fold of bills. He looks up at the camera and does the does a wink-and-click thing.

BOCK
Bigger.

INT. MADISON SQUARE GARDEN- WRESTLING TOURNAMENT

The cages were up at Madison Square Garden, the wrestler was trapped in the ring… crawling along the cage was Spider-Man. It was obvious that the wrestler wasn’t told about this… which in turn caused his current fright.

WRESTLER
Who are you?

Spidey drops down from the cage above landing in a crouching position.


SPIDER-MAN
I’m Spider-Man

The lights in the whole arena begin to go into over drive, it was no longer a show… it was gladiator entertainment. The crowd around him cheer him on…

BOCK (V.O.)
Bigger.

JUMP CUT:

The wrestling ring stood high, lights of red and blue darting all around the arena. Bock looks out towards the ring from the alcove above.

BOCK
It’s time.

ANNOUNCER
Ladies and Gentlemen, you’ve heard about him… you’ve talked about him… you’ve had nightmares about him… he’s half man, half spider… you love em’, you hate em’… ladies and gentlemen… I give humbly give you…

The arena goes pitch black… and then lights hit upon Spider-Man entering the arena.

ANNOUNCER
The Amazing Spider-Man!!!

Bock grins

BOCK
Go and get me my money… my money

Spider-Man walks towards the ring and enters.

BEN (V.O.)
Peter, you have to learn that with Great power there must always come great responsibility.

PETER (V.O.)
This is my life, not yours!

Spider-Man nods his head yes…

SPIDER-MAN
My life.

EXT. MADISON SQUARE GARDEN- NIGHT- RAINING

Dante sneaks around the back, takes out his gun and shoots the lock to the back open and walks in.

INT. MADISON SQUARE GARDEN- ARENA

Spider-Man kicks both feet out and the wrestler goes down for the count. The announcer looks up towards Spider-Man checking the wrestlers pulse and shakes his head no… Spider-Man drops his head, tears for once, for a long time coming out… invisible, but evident.

ANNOUNCER
Raise your hand… you’ve won.

Spidey still looks down towards them.

ANNOUNCER (CONT’D)
It was in his contract, same as yours and every other wrestler. You’ve won…

Spider-Man shakes his head no.

SPIDER-MAN
Not tonight.

Spider-Man exits the ring and Bock stands up and bangs his fist against the wall.

BOCK
What the hell you tryin’ ta do to me kid!!!

INT. BOCK'S OFFICE

Bock places bricks of cash into a wall safe. Wink. Click. PAN 180 degrees to show Peter standing in front of him, maskless and with a coat and boots over his spider-suit. The Montage ends.

PETER
I'd like my cut now.

Bock frowns.

BOCK
What do you mean, your cut?

PETER
Well, I made that money. I was doing all the work, you just…

BOCK
I just cashed the checks for you. So you could keep your precious “secret identity”.

PETER
That was your idea.

BOCK
So it was. Here's the thing, we never signed a contract. You got no proof that this was ever yours.

PETER
Give me my money!!!

BOCK
What are you going to…

Peter shoots a web attaching Bock to the chair by his neck. Bock laughs as he just takes out a gun and aims it towards Peter.

BOCK
The same rash, unthinking flaw of the parasite you represent.

Peter stares towards him and releases his grip.

PETER
Don’t walk up any dark alleyways, Bock… you’ll be sorry you did this to me.

BOCK
Oh, going to murder someone else?

Peter is about to attack back, when he notices the presence of someone else in the room.

PETER
I don’t think I’ll need to.

Bock grins

BOCK
Life’s a b!tch.

Bock puts the gun away and the door slams shut, he looks back up…

BOCK
Hey, what the hell…

Dante points the gun towards Bock.

DANTE
Open the safe.

INT. HALLWAY OUTSIDE BOCK'S OFFICE – DAY

Dante runs out of the office, carrying a money bag. Peter, waiting at the elevator, looks back. Behind Dante, Bock stumbles out of his office.

BOCK
Stop him! He's stealing my money!

Bock takes off after Dante. Peter presses the call button on the elevator and steps out of Dante’s way. The elevator doors close in front of the Burglar. Peter waves goodbye as Bock catches up.

PETER
Bon voyage! Au revoir! Adiós! Auf Wiedersehen!

BOCK
What was that! All you had to do was trip him! Now he's gonna get away!

PETER
Life's a b!tch. Get used to it.

He does the wink-and-click thing at Bock.

INT. PARKER FAMILY HOME- MAIN ENTRANCE- NIGHT- RAINING

Peter was standing in the doorway looking towards his Aunt and Uncle.

BEN
Where were you, Peter?

PETER
Practice.

BEN
I just got off the phone with your coach. He didn’t have practice today. I bet if I check, he won't have had much practice scheduled on the days you've been out. What’s happened to you Peter? You fall asleep in class, your grades are slipping…

PETER
And?

BEN
Peter, you have a great gift. The gift of intelligence. And when you have that kind of power, you have a responsibility to not just waste it selfishly, but to use it to make the world a better place.

PETER
I hate your stupid lectures!!!! I’m more powerful than most of the people alive, and yet you still treat me like I’m just a child.

BEN
Peter.

Peter shakes his no.

PETER
I’m outta here.

Peter walks away.

BEN
Peter, wait!

EXT. FOREST HILLS- NIGHT- NIGHT RAINING

EXT. LONELLO FAMILY HOME

The Lonello family home was a small as the Parker’s, and built a very similar design scheme. Peter walks up to the door and presses the doorbell, the door is answer by Jason. Currently he was wearing his basketball jersey.

JASON
Oh… hey Pete.

PETER
Hey, I know this might sound kind of weird- and.

JASON
Let me guess you want to know if you can stow away here while your uncle and aunt cool down.

PETER
Something, like that.

JASON
Sure, no problemo- my parents are out of town for the weekend; so, no one to call in Peteo.

PETER
Thanks…

JASON
No problem, we’re friends Pete… don’t ever feel afraid of asking for anything…

PETER
So how’d you know about my aunt and uncle?

JASON
You’re kidding right? We’ve been friends since elementary school man, you think I wouldn’t know you by now.

INT. LONELLO FAMILY HOME- KITCHEN

Peter was sitting at the kitchen table, while Jason was getting a beer out of the refrigerator.

JASON
I’m going to get a beer, want one?

PETER
Yeah, sure.

Jason nods as he takes out 2 cans of beer.

JASON
So what was it this time? Experiment set fire to the house?

PETER
I was just afraid to tell them the truth.

JASON
That’s all?

PETER
It’s kind of more complicated than that.

JASON
Come on, it can’t be that bad.

Jason tosses Pete his beer and sits down and the opposite end of the table.

PETER
Leave it alone.

JASON
Well, if I were you Pete- I would just tell them the truth… nothing can be that bad, nothing… I was thinking about pulling a party together tonight- you in?


PETER
Who’s coming?

JASON
Just the team, and girls- obviously, who knows it might just be brainy Pete’s lucky night.

PETER
Yeah sure, count me in.

JASON
Alright…

Jason stands up and gives Pete the high five…

JASON
I just got to make some quick phone calls.

INT. LONELLO FAMILY HOME- LIVING ROOM

Teenagers 16 and over were in the house partying and swaying to the music. Those who had already turned 18 were drinking, the law was changed- but most teenagers believe it to be a rule made to break. But, some younger teens had also managed to sneak a beer or two. Peter was leaning against the sofa drinking Pepsi when Jason approaches him standing beside an attractive blonde. Her name was LIZ ALLEN.

JASON
Hey Pete, remember Liz? Of course you do.

LIZ
So this is the infamous Peter Parker who knocked Flash into a windshield, with just a single shove.

Peter blushes, taken in under Liz’s spell.

PETER
That’s me

Jason looks behind him to see KONG, an overweight 18 year old, drinking down a whole keg of beer.

JASON
I’ll be right back before this party gets out of hand.

LIZ
So, Jason told me you ran away from home- that true?

PETER
Yeah.

LIZ
Why? What happened?

JUMP CUT:

INT. PARKER FAMILY HOME- LIVING ROOM- FLASHBACK

Uncle Ben and Aunt May were sitting on the two sofas that were faced towards each other playing a game of cards when the sound of a door can be heard swinging in the wind from the back of the house.

BEN
Peter?

There wasn’t a reply, just an uneasy silence. May looked towards Ben afraid and in his eyes could be seen his fear as well, he stands up…

BEN
Peter is that you?

Still there was no answer. CLANG!!! The sound of pots crashing to the kitchen floor could be heard…

BEN
Perhaps a squirrel has gotten in May.

MAY
I’ve never heard of that happening in Queens before.

Ben and May begin to walk towards the entrance of the living room and May turns her head towards the right to see the shadow of a man standing in the entrance to the kitchen. He was carrying a gun and he too was caught off guard. It was Dante.

DANTE
Where’s the money.

BEN
We don’t have any.

The Dante aims his gun towards Ben…

DANTE
Where is it!

BEN
Hey, you’re probably better off then we are, we hardly even have a dime.
(he chuckles)

And then Dante’s finger presses the trigger, the bullet shoots out of the gun and hits Uncle Ben. Ben falls to the ground dead, tears begin to roll down May’s cheek as she kneels down over his body crying. Dante’s eyes dart back and forth afraid, this was his second time committing murder- he runs off as fast as he could.

INT. LONELLO FAMILY HOME- LIVING ROOM

All of a sudden sirens could be heard speeding through the neighborhood, everyone hurried outside.

EXT. LONELLO FAMILY HOME

Peter was the first one to see what was going on… cops cars swarmed around his house. Peter looks back towards Jason. And then he begins to run towards his house. Liz towards Jason.

LIZ
Where is he going?

But he didn’t answer, he too understood what this could mean.

EXT. PARKER FAMILY HOME- NIGHT- RAINING- THUNDER

Outside of the Parker family home were police cars and an ambulance… Peter arrives on the scene and his jaw drops in fright.

PETER
Oh no…

INT. PARKER FAMILY HOME- LIVING ROOM

May looks towards Peter, she could see the tears in his eyes…

MAY
What are we going to do?

COP
The police will find Ben’s killer, I assure you mam.

Peter looks to his right and can see two cops conversing.

COP2
They just sighted the burglar over at the old abandoned Acme Warehouse at the waterfront, we’re sending men over now to clear the area.

Peter takes off running…

MAY
Oh dear…

COP
Don’t worry mam’ kids take these things the hardest, he’s just got to find a way to let it out.

EXT. OLD ABANDONED ACME WAREHOUSE- NIGHT

Cops were parked outside of the Acme warehouse, which was originally made of bricks and then covered for a more uniformed look, but currently due to the years it has remained abandoned the warehouse had become a decrypt old dump.

INT. OLD ABANDONED ACME WAREHOUSE- NIGHT

Dante was currently pacing the warehouse trying to contrive of a way out. A shadow of a man leaps across the ceiling and then drops to the ground. Dante turns around to come face to face with Spider-Man. Spidey couldn’t see his face, due to the darkness in the warehouse, all he knew was that he killed Uncle Ben.

SPIDER-MAN
There is no where on Earth where you are safe, not from me.

Spidey punches Dante sending him crashing through stacked tires from the three convertible cars that were parked on the right. Spider-Man jumps over towards where Dante landed and lands perfectly in a crouching position, he grabs Dante’s head and knocks it back towards the floor.

DANTE
Don’t hurt me… please don’t hurt me.

SPIDER-MAN
You killed my Uncle…

Spidey stands up and grabs Dante by his feet and spins him around in circles in mid air and then flings him against the back wall.

DANTE
God save me…

SPIDER-MAN
And you’re not going to kill anyone else!

Dante begins to crawl over to a column on the right wall to help him gain his balance.

SPIDER-MAN
You can’t run away, you can’t hide.

Spidey walks over towards a convertible and lifts it over his head and begins to walk towards Dante… a lightning bolt thunders in the sky above illuminating his face… Spider-Man was standing still in time, inside tears were welling up inside of his costume.

PETER (V.O.)
The face, the man- it was my fault, I let him get away… I let Uncle Ben die.

Dante, afraid, takes out his gun and taking his chance… he aims the gun towards Peter, Spidey kicks the gun out of his hands while maintaining balance with the convertible…

BEN (V.O.)
Peter, with great power, comes great responsibility…

Spidey throws the car crashing through the pillar and hitting the wall behind it. The convertible was now hovering above the unharmed Dante’s head. Spidey webs Dante to the ceiling for the cops to arrest and take to jail, he couldn’t kill him. Not because he didn’t want to, but because of the greater morals his uncle had set for him. Spider-Man walks away from Dante and exits through the back. The cops kick the front door open and storm in to find the burglar hanging from the ceiling.

ACT IV

INT. BROKEN DOWN WAREHOUSE- GARAGE- RAINING

Bock walks through the empty warehouse, the same song playing in the background… this time carrying a more eerie beat to it, and less stylistic. Bock sees Jimmy looking towards him grinning.

JIMMY
So, you have my money?

Bock nods his head no.

JIMMY
I told you what would happen if you didn’t have my money. You’re a dead man Bock.

Jimmy’s about to take out his gun… but, BANG! Jimmy looks towards Bock, eyes wide open, blood spurting out of his chest, he falls to the ground. Bock was holding the smoking gun. Bock puts it back into his pocket and walks over towards a silver briefcase, opens it and looks in to find money. He takes it and begins to walk away.

EXT. BROKEN DOWN WAREHOUSE- NIGHT- RAINING

Bock stood in the rain and he waves his hand out.

BOCK
Taxi.

A taxi pulls over and Bock gets in, the Taxi drives off.

INT. OSCORP- BASEMENT

Norman always wore a suit to work and usually a green tie finishent and labs, above were the offices and meeting rooms, each floor specified for a distinct field. Down below however, was where the real action took place. There was a slanted elevator that led to the bottom floor. No one besides top maintenance personal knew about it. There are two floors, the very bottom floor which the elevator left off at and then the semi-floor above that which circumnavigated the whole perimeter, this is where the machines could be located. The room is lined with blue and has green pulses of light emitting from the many machines. The bottom floor is mainly used for experiment conducting and human testing, and other things of that nature. The kind of thing that shouldn’t be taking place in an urban area, but rules are made to be broken. Norman, wearing a green tie, and J. JONAH JAMESON, editor and chief over at the Daily Bugle get off of the elevator.

NORMAN
Welcome to the “real” Oscorp, Mr. Jameson, something that hardly anyone ever gets to see.

JAMESON
I’m honored.

Norman and Jameson begin to walk through the room and towards a back door.

NORMAN
As my mentor once told me, we are only as strong as our weakest links… I have a feeling that I will need you in the future. Who knows, this might even be the start of a beautiful friendship.

JAMESON
Oscorp and the Daily Bugle? Stamping out over written news and…

NORMAN
Unleashing the newest information to date, yet keep in mind that production is far from complete… three years tops. Protocols are in development right now. I am one of your foremost supports Jonah, never forget that…

Norman opens a door and he and Jameson enter out onto…

INT. OSCORP- BASEMENT- SUPPLY LINE

A balcony looking down into a room which was filled with supply line making dozens, upon dozens of NEWS HUNTERS. Oscorp employees working on the ground below.

JONAH
My god.

NORMAN
Not god… me…

INT. MID TOWN HIGH SCHOOL- GYM- BASKETBALL COURT

The fund raiser was held on Sunday afternoon, the basketball court was empty except for the banner that ran across the top reading MID TOWN HIGH SCHOOL FUND RAISER, and the three desks, two in the middle at opposite ends and one in the far back- centered. At the desks were people who gathered the donations from people who dropped by… there was also a small sign that was positioned with a picture of Uncle Ben, to honor his memory. In the back was Peter and Gwen.

GWEN
Hey Pete, I’m sorry about your uncle.

PETER
I miss him… I don’t know if I can go on- life has been so different without him, it’s not the same anymore.

Tears begin to form in Peter’s eyes. Gwen holds onto Peter’s hand giving him the support that he needed. Gwen and Peter look into each other’s eyes…

GWEN
He was a good man Peter, he was a good friend.

Peter nods his head in agreement and then, out of no where. Perhaps from the pain and suffering their true feelings were finally expressed, but it happened. For the first time Peter and Gwen embraced and then they kissed. It was the beginning of a brand new life.

INT. CEMETERY- RAINING MORNING

“Stop Crying your heart out” by Oasis plays. It was the first day in the life of Spider-Man… people were sitting down, in the rain, looking towards an open casket… the open casket was his fault, his doing. The worst part about being guilty was that no one can ever know. Peter was sitting next to Aunt May as the priest begins the funeral… ashes to ashes, dust to dust. Gwen was sitting in the back row with her family, and the Lonellos were behind the Parkers. Only one person didn’t show, the one person Peter had come to know as a friend… Harry Osborn. The priest looks towards Peter. And Peter nods his head and begins to walk towards the microphone-

PETER
My Uncle told me that we were all put on this Earth for a reason. I never really got to know my parents, Uncle Ben taught me everything I know. He had attempted to instill in me a system of beliefs that I had forgotten. In this world one small man can make the most profound of changes in the world. With Great Power there must always come responsibility. That is something I forgot. He was a hero, stood up for what he believe in and fought for justice and truth. He was just one man, but at the same time he was so much more… he was a mentor, a teacher. He had always told me that I was meant for great things, and I… I let him down.
(he looks towards Aunt May)
But I will not fail him again.
(he looks away, forcing his eyes closed)
It was my fault. If only I had listened, he would still be alive.
(he looks up towards the sky)
He was a great friend, a great teacher… and we will all miss him. I will make it up to you, I will dedicate myself to your cause… I will save others, I will make this city a better place.

JUMP CUT:

Peter the other Parker men carry the casket.

PETER (V.O.)
I will not stand by, and have your life mean nothing.

JUMP CUT:

Uncle Ben is being lowered into the ground.

PETER (V.O.)
You saved me from myself.

EXT. NEW YORK CITY STREETS- AFTERNOON- SUNNY

A mugger holds up a family with a gun.

MUGGER
Give me your money and jewelry and no one will get hurt.

The mother refuses and the mugger grabs her by her arm… and presses the gun against her head.

MUGGER
I am not playing any games… now!!!

For the first time, a streak of red and blue jumps out of the sky and towards the ground below.

PETER (V.O.)
Maybe I couldn’t do something as Peter Parker.

Spider-Man, in his classic red and blue costume finally stands tall and proud, he looks towards the mugger, who was running away. Spider-Man sends out a web and catches the mugger in his tracks and attaches him to the top of the building, having him hang upside down.

PETER (V.O.)
But I can do something as Spider-Man.

Spider-Man looks towards the family, and then towards the small 7 year old boy with big round glasses, and the second last sweater vest in the world…

SPIDER-MAN
Are you ok?

The boy shakes his head yes. And then Spider-Man looks up towards the parents.

MOTHER
Who are you?

SPIDER-MAN
Just your friendly neighborhood Spider-Man.

Spider-Man begins to walk away, but not before we catch the sight of the mugger hanging from the webbing… and attached to the web was a business card… YOUR FRIENDLY NEIGHBORHOOD SPIDER-MAN.

EXT. ROOFTOPS- NIGHT- RAINING

Thunder was rumbling in the background and rain fell from the night sky above, crashing down upon his head… Spider-Man kneeled on the edge of the narrow rooftop looking down towards the city below.

PETER (V.O.)
It was my fault. I’m sorry Uncle Ben.

Spider-Man turns towards the camera, ICONIC IMAGE.

PETER (V.O.)
But, I will make it up to you.

[FADE TO END CREDITS]

[charmedphoebe]

nice

[psycosis]

Great minds...

Though of course yours is a much different take on my idea (Web of Spider-man) keeping with the original origin story.
The prime reason for my story was to attempt to answer questions raised, like how did Peter's parents die, why was Ben killed, where did Peter acquire the costume - and how could these things link to Peter?

I really like your version, and as a big Spidey fan I respect how you've kept to the classic spider-man story, but with a bit of a modern spin - I’d like to hear what you think of my idea.
(Pm me if you don't want to clog up this and my posts with our views)

[Luthor5339]

The show focuses on the life of Peter Parker and his journey towards responsibility. In the PILOT episode, Peter takes on the mask and the identity and promises that he will live by his Uncle's motto. But, this is alot harder than it sounds. Throughout Peter's journey there will be constant obstacles that test him and the man he was always meant to be.

Throughout this journey the Marvel Universe also begins to expand and take shape, the first among these is a space shuttle mission founded by Oscorp and headed by Reed Richards.

Oscorp and Justin Hammer's company are at constant war with one another. Justin Hammer keeps a cell of mutants that he tests on, the future Sinister Six.

Betty Brant is a secretary at the Daily Bugle, student at Midtown High School and runs the school newspaper. Her parents are both notable writers.

Ben Urich is a reporter, but his past is clouded in mystery. Faces from the past often pop up to torment him. Who was Urich? This answer will be answered as the series continues.

And this is just the first season.

As the series continues, the reader is brought further into the world of New York City and the tangled web that surrounds it. Ranging from politics to business. The first season is light, but the tone gradually becomes darker as the series continues to a point in which the viewer will be left with utter shock and disbelief. The world is the world of the Marvel Universe, but from there it plays upon the "Shakespearean" notions of the harsh reality of life.

One of the underlaying cores of the series is the truth about what happened to Peter's parents. Whatever happened, we know that Ben does not trust Norman Osborn for a reason- and even worse, Peter's father may have once worked for the Kingpin!!!

And I'll leave it at that.

[Shadow116]

I love Spidey go for it :). Also since I'm a Spidey fanatic I love how you've kept some things well original/Ultimate for our Web head but I also like how you make it your own.

I hope you can get this on air I need another good Spider-Man show :lol:

[Luthor5339]

The chances right now look very strong since I am attending Hofstra next year. Avi Arad, one of the top Marvel producers and execs is an alumni of Hofstra. So, I'm sure that if I make the right connections and show my obvious passion for the project- I'll be able to establish a connection to Avi Arad. Which is the next step. Once I establish connection, then I will have a much stronger chance of getting this show on the air. With Marvel, hopefully, behind me and a very iconic character that will draw in an audience (which is notable to the TV execs who want a successful show). All that's left, it seems, is for me to demonstrate my skills as a film maker and story teller, harness those skills and set up to swing off into the small screen.

Chances right now are looking really good.

I'm not much of a writer, well either that or I'm my harshest critic- but, my true skills lay with visualizing a story and making it jump from page to screen.

[Shadow116]

we are normally our harshest critics believe me. But if you could do me a huge favor please tell me what you think of my story Shadow it's a fanfiction based on a t.v. show I wish to write.

Me and a few others think it could have a chance of going on air in the future.

I want to see if someone else who is doing a t.v. series thinks so too.

[Luthor5339]

I'll read it over when I get a chance. Really busy right now putting together a kick ass virtual season for Supernatural.

[Shadow116]

Cool I really want to get into Supernatural. I hope I can see some reruns eventually :).

[Dark Knight23]

Nice I like this. I say pitch it man.

[PATMAN]

wow...very good.

I'm an actor/writer/director trying to make it and these seem to help with people i know.

I got one on GL with Jordan and it ends with him going on a rampage and the second one is on Rayner.

[Shadow116]

still can't get over how good this is :)

[Shadow116]

I have to bump this up this Pilot is great. :D