Act 3, Scene 4

Mary-Jane steps out of a taxi. She's in a leafy suburb in Atlanta. She checks the address on the mailbox with the address on a piece of paper in her pocket and nods, satisfied.

We cut to the front door. MJ raps once, twice. Moments later it's opened by an old lady who bears more than a passing resemblance to Aunt May.

MARY-JANE: Nellie?

NELLIE: Yes? Can I help you, dear?

MARY-JANE: Is May Parker here?

NELLIE: Oh, you're not another one are you! Like I told the others, I don't want to talk about my sister's nephew! Good day!

She makes to slam the door but MJ grabs it and holds it open.

MARY-JANE: No, you don't understand…I'm Peter's girlfriend, Mary-Jane Watson. I'm here to see Aunt May. She's expecting me. Please, I need to speak to her.

NELLIE: Well you're out of luck dear. She was here for a little while, yes, but then that nice young friend of yours came to collect her.

Mary-Jane's eyes widen.

MARY-JANE: Friend of mine?

NELLIE: Yes. Handsome young man. Name was…oh let me think-

MARY-JANE: (flatly) Harry.

NELLIE: That was h…oh…my dear…is everything-

By the time she trails off Mary-Jane has turned tail and is sprinting away from her door. She heads for the road at the end of the street, taking out her mobile phone and switching it on…before she remembers.

MARY-JANE: You broke it…

She reaches the road and flags down a taxi.

DRIVER: Where to?

MARY-JANE: Airport. And hurry, please...