Act 3, Scene 8

A man's body slams against an alleyway wall. Before he has the chance to collapse to the ground someone grabs him and pins him in place. It's Spiderman.

SPIDERMAN: You tell the rest of your buds that they can stay the hell away from me, do you hear me? One hundred K may be a lot of money, but the kind of surgery you'll need after trying to get it will cost a hell of a lot more.

He dumps the man to the ground and leaps straight up and out of the alleyway, landing on the roof above. One kilometre or so east a police helicopter is shining a searchlight on the rooftops as it performs a flyover. Spiderman kneels behind a wall to find cover.

We go to the void again. The figure is incredibly close now, a looming presence in the darkness, the glinting of its eyes like two ice-cold stars in the twilight.

THING: Join.

PETER: Who are you...

THING: Power.

PETER: I need more. I'm not strong enough.

The teeth glint. It's smiling.

THING: More...from...join. Join...power.

We're back on the rooftop. Spiderman shakes his head to clear it, putting out a hand to steady himself as the effects of the vision wear off.

We cut to high above, and the Goblin on his glider, his helmet removed. He watches Spiderman suffer with obvious relish.

GOBLIN: Had enough, Spiderman? It's only just beginning.