SPIDER-MAN:
The New Adventures
Episode 1Peter is reading out of a History textbook dully copying notes
SLAM
Peter sees Flash Thompson's hand on his textbook
Flash: Tonight Parker. Eight O'clock. The Gridiron. BE THERE, OR SO HELP YOU GOD I WILL HUNT YOU DOWN AND SQUASH YOU LIKE A BUG!
Flash walks away
Peter: Oh, that's real nice.
Norman Osborn is at his desk, holding his head and looking at the letter on his desk. It says NOTICE OF FORECLOSURE
Norman: I can't let them do this to me... I WONT! I'll show them how advanced Oscorp is in the technology field! That's it! GRACE, SET UP A MEETING WITH OUR PROVIDERS TOMMOROW!
Grace: Yes sir. But your son, he's still waiting to be picked up and
Norman: Send for my schoufer, Grace. I'm a busy man.
Grace sighs and walks away
Norman takes the elevator down to the chemical testing lab to check the progress on the gene splice formula.
Norman: Dr. Stromm, are the gene splicers ready for human trials?
Stromm: Uh... Unfortunately no. Dr. Jameson was merely handling the tube of enhanced hormones when he dropped the vial and the formula melted through one of his shoes.
Norman: Oh my god... has he been hospitalised?
Stromm: Yes, we just got him there. We fear the unrefined chemicals will get into his bloodstream causing...
Norman: A transformation...
Switch scenes to Peter walking home with Harry
Peter: Hey Harry, shouldn't you be waiting for your dad to pick you up? I mean, he can get really tense when things don't go according to plan.
Harry: Which is why I'm not going to. I'm not going to do what he says anymore Peter, I told you. Stormin' Norman's been expecting me to just grow up to be this amazing mirror-image of himself, not carrying what he has to do to make it happen.
Peter: Uh... okay, I'm sorry. Hey, guess who's getting their butt handed to them on a silver platter tonight at eight?
Harry: Pete, oh no! You didn't piss off Flash Thompson again did you?
Peter: Well... it's not that hard to do, given my position.
Harry: Well, hopefully you'll live long enough to go on the field trip to Oscorp tomorrow, so I can show you how much of a jerk Norman can be under pressure.
Change scene to Norman in the testing lab alone
Norman: This thing has to be ready by tomorrow! Ugh, why did I set up the demonstration so soon? Oh well... I'll have to wing it. Just like every good business man. Hopefully those little brats from Harry's school won't ruin anything.
Switch scene back to the school. It is dark and empty, except for Peter Parker, who is strolling towards the football field.
Peter: Well... it's eight O'clock. Where's my welcome party? Maybe he was too afraid to show... Laughs out loud.
Flash appears from behind the bleachers with a baseball bat
Flash: What're you laughin' at?
Peter: gulp Uh... Do I get a bathroom break?
Flash: GET OVER HERE, NERD!
Peter turns around and runs to the other side of the field, Flash two feet behind him the whole way
Peter: thinking Why did I even come here? I knew what was going to happen. I knew I would just run away... I guess it's just my sick sense of morality Flash: PARKER, YOU LITTLE WORM!
Peter climbs up the bleachers and reaches the fence at the top. There's a bunch of rolled up turf on the ground fifteen feet below him. He thinks fast and hops over the fence, but his shirt tail gets caught in it, jerking him sideways, away from the rolled up turf
Flash: Hahaha! I'll bet that hurt, Humpty Dumpty! Throws the baseball bat at the crippled form of Peter on the ground
Peter: OooooooooooooUUUUUUUUNNNNGGGG... Ow.
Peter has a fractured arm, so it hurts him to get up, but he does. He limps back to the side of the school
A Black Benz screeches to a halt next to him
Harry: PETER! Get in!
Peter hurriedly complies, thanking Harry while gasping for air
Harry notices Peter's arm, flinching
Harry: Pete, what happened?
Peter: Gravity.
the next day at the field trip. Peter has a sling on his arm
Norman: And this is our head of animal science, Dr. Stromm.
Clapping
Stromm: Yes, thank you. i hope you're all aware that we have some very important guests with us today... and I'm not talking about you highschoolers... Chuckles. Our board of directors has been gracious enough to pay us a visit.
Board Member: Yes well, let's hope that it was worth it.
Stromm: looks nervous Erm... well. Here we have our animal gene-testing lab. We are currently working on a breakthrough in medical and military science by combining human genes with animal genes.
Board Member 2: My god... it's against nature!
Stromm: Nonsense! This could greatly improve the human immune system by heightening endurance and stamina. Like, take this Spider-splice over here. Knocks on the glass of a tube going up to the ceiling filled with an orange liquid This particular formula is very near the end of the refining process, in fact... it just might be safe for a human trial.
Board Member 3: We'll here of no such thing until we have seen proof of it's safety!
Norman: Ah, certainly! We have
Peter sees a big mechanical arm that was being controlled by a scientist go haywire and swing at the orange tube suspended over Norman's head
Peter: MISTER OSBORN! MOVE! Lunges at him
Peter grabs Norman by the shoulder and pushes him away with a crash. That was the last thing he remembers as the big glass tube shatters on his back
The orange formula seeps through his clothes into the cuts the glass had made on his back. He was now infused with spider DNA.
Peter's eyes are closed. He is in a catastrophic amount of pain
Peter: uuuuuuuunnnnnn...
Female Voice: My god. You're awake!
Peter opens his eyes. He is in a hospital room with a bundle of cords sticking into him. The female voice came from the nurse
Peter: w... we...
Nurse: Water?
Peter: nn... whe... where...?
Nurse: Where are you? Why, you're in the intensive care unit of Roosevelt Trauma Centre.
Peter: Roosevelt? Where... 's... Norman... Osbor...?
the nurse looked shocked
Nurse: Norman Osborn? That poor man is still in the operating room after twelve hours... the doctors are baffled as to why he's pulling through. Why did you want to know about him?
Peter remembered how he pushed Norman away from the tube. How could he be in the hospital, he thought
Peter lifts his arm not in the sling and rips the IV out of his arm.
Nurse: WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
Peter looks at her, and then feels something strange inside him. Something different. The pain was gone now; there was only a tremendous amount of exhilaration.
Peter: I have to know.
Peter jumps to a crouched position, and then leaps off the bed and down the hallway.
Nurse: I think we gave him to much versed.
he tries every door, not noticing that he had just sprinted at fifteen miles an hour two minutes after wakening up from a coma. All he was concerned about was finding Norman.
Finally, he crashes through the door to the operating room Norman is in. But Norman isn't on the operating table. Some horrifically disfigured green goblin was. It was moaning
Peter: My god...
Doctor: What the hell? Get out of here!
Norman: Unn... Sees Peter PARKER! PARKER, YOU DID THIS TO ME, PARKER! Shakes violently
Doctor 2: Restrain him! GET THE KID OUT OF HERE!
Norman ripped one arm free from the Velcro restrainers, upper-cutting a doctor and knocking her out as he did so. He tore himself from their grasp, screeching. He leapt on top of the bed and lunged at Peter, knocking him against the wall. Peter tries to crawl away, but Norman picks him up and throws him half way down the hallway.
Norman: PARKER! YOU DID THIS! YOU! YOU! YOUUUU!
Peter: Mr.UNG Osborn... Iwasonlytryingto help! Is being kicked repeatedly as he says this.
Norman: HELP?! BWAHAHAHAHAHA! You DESTROYED ME! You think pushing me through a sheet of glass into a pit of untested chemicals is HELPING?
Peter finally gets a good look at the new Norman. He was covered in bloody rags and bandages from the operation, and tattered sections of his indigo business suit remain. His face was twisted into a sadistic sneer... in fact, his whole face resembled that of a gargoyle
Peter: I did WHAT? Dodges a punch
Norman: BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA... Picks up a chair
Norman: You STUPID smacks Peter LITTLE smacks Peter again IDIOT! Kicks Peter against the front desk
Norman swings the chair again at Peter, but for some reason, everything goes in slow motion. He can see the sweat bead on the end of Norman's nose. He closes his eyes and kicks up, hard. He heard a crack and a growl from Norman as he flew up in the air.
Peter: HOLY CRASH
Norman flies through the window and plummets downward to the concrete fifteen stories below. Peter runs to the window and reaches his hand out to try and grab Norman, not really expecting that he could. Instead, a spider web blasted from the underside of his wrist.
Peter: WHAT THE... man, this day is getting SO WEIRD.
The webs flies down and catches Norman's shoulder. He roars and grabs it
Norman: LOOKS LIKE I'M NOT THE ONLY FREAK ON THE BLOCK!
Norman tugs at the web with all of his might, pulling Peter off balance and out of the window.
Peter: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH
Norman Osborn lands in a crouched position on the now-cracked sidewalk. He laughs as Peter hits the ground with tremendous force.
Norman: Feel my pain yet, Parker? I don't believe you do! Not NEARLY as much! So, I guess I'll have to make it... Walks over to Peter worse tries to stomp on Peter's throat, being stopped by Peter's hands
Peter: NO! Throws the Goblin off of him Norman... ung. STOP! You-You're not like this!
Norman: Not like what? A GREEN GOBLIN?! I SAY I AM! Yeah, I like the sound of that! I AM THE GREEN GOBLIN! Howls with sadistic laughter But I'm not fulfilled yet, Mr. Parker, NO. I still think I can get back at you for this. Pulls at the flesh on his face
Peter: You can't take... anything away from me...
Norman: Oh, I doubt that. Don't you live with... your Aunt May? OH, I WONDER HOW SHE WOULD FEEL ABOUT ALL OF THIS MADNESS, I REALLY DO!
Peter gasps
Peter: If you get within five MILES of her
Norman: interrupting BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA-HEH jumps up and runs away at tremendous speed
Peter gets up with a snap. He staggers a few steps and cracks his neck to the left and the right.
Peter: I've got to get there before he can hurt them. Looks at the web still stuck on his wrist Too risky. I'm still aching from that fall. Looks like I'll just have to do what I do best... book it. starts sprinting with super human speed nng! jumps up 15 feet into the air WHOAH-HOO!
Peter jumps across the rooftops and sprints through the streets until he reaches his small home. The door is torn off.
Peter: Well at least he used the door.
CRASH
Peter sprints inside after hearing the load shattering of glass.
He finds the Green Goblin hunching over Aunt May in the living room, Uncle Ben in front of her with a shotgun
Ben: Norman, I'm sorry as a Christian man, but I'm gonna shoot you if you don't LEAVE RIGHT NOW points the gun in the Goblin's face
Green Goblin: HA! Grabs the gun and kicks Uncle Ben down
Ben: UUUHH!!
Peter knows that the Goblin is going to shoot his uncle if he doesn't do something.
He remembers the web that came out of his hand and acts fast, moving his wrist in the same position it was in when he shot it out before
Norman: Heh Heh Heh... See Ya. Pulls the trigger
Peter shoots the web right when Norman pulls the trigger, to late to stop any bullet. The web catches the gun just as the bullets are flying out of the barrel, and knocks the shotgun to the left
We see a close up of Peter's livid face as he hears the gun shot
Norman: BWAHAHAHA... Goodnight, PARKER. Throws the gun down at the thrashing form of his uncle.
PETER: NO! Lunges at the Goblin as he crashes through the window to make an escape.
Norman cackles as Peter slips off of him and hits the windowsill.
Peter: NO! Punches into the wall NO, NO, no!
Uncle Ben stirs
Ben: Peter... P-Peter... That was... amazing.
Peter: Uncle Ben... Crying I have so much to tell you.. I
Ben: No... Too late... for me. Just... remember: With... Great Power... Comes Great Responsibility. Remember... the... responsibility. Falls limp
the scene zooms backwards out of the broken window
Voice Over: And that's how My Story starts... and who could possibly have such a strange story to tell?
Someone putting on the Spider-Man suit gloves and shooting a web
Well my friends, the answer is right in front of you.
Peter pulls Spider-Man mask over his face and looks straight at us in a close up
Your Friendly Neighbourhood Spider-Man!
Spider-Man swings away and runs up a building, then slips and regains control by back flipping