Act 3, Scene 14
Deep inside Central Park's treeline. A green-suited hand grasps a trunk. The Goblin moves stealthily through the foilage. He's hyper-alert and aware of the smallest noise or disturbance from around him.
SPIDERMAN (V/O): I see you, Harry.
The Goblin's head snaps around, first one way, then another. He sees nothing, detects no movement. A few birds, disturbed from their nest, flee from the treetops above. He readies a pumpkin bomb and dives to his left, waiting for a target to present itself, but none does.
SPIDERMAN (V/O): Isn't it weird Harry...no matter what you do to try to match me, I'm always better than you.
GOBLIN: You're not better than me.
The Goblin sees something up ahead. He begins to circle to the right.
SPIDERMAN (V/O): Say that to my face.
GOBLIN: I'll say it over your dead bo-
He stops, and turns his head to the right. Hanging suspended from a branch is Spiderman, right on top of him.
SPIDERMAN: Gotcha.
Before Harry can react Spiderman lands a massive blow to the torso, knocking Harry through several trees. They tumble to the ground. Above in the police helicopter, the crew veer in the direction of the felling greenery.
PILOT: Fire it up. On my signal.
We go back to the Goblin, just picking himself up. Spiderman is walking boldly toward him, hardly visible by more than the white spider motif on his chest.
GOBLIN: This new you is beginning to get on my nerves-
At 'nerves' he launches his counter-attack. In contrast to the fight he won when Spiderman was protecting Chang, this time his opponent is a step ahead of every punch, every kick. For a while Spiderman simply avoids every blow the Goblin tries to land on him.
SPIDERMAN: You can't win, Harry. Get over it.
He webs the Goblin's arm and heaves, picking him up entirely, before whirling him around his head and flinging him away...only to web him and pull him right back in time to meet another series of superfast punches.
With the Goblin recovering from this assault, Spiderman's left hand drops to his midriff. The suit parts and releases the vial of antidote Connors gave him. Spiderman closes his hand around it-
-and just as he does so, the police helicopters arrive on the scene. There are three of them, and they converge in perfect unison, shining their powerful searchlights down on the clearing below and illuminating the scene; Spiderman with the Goblin dangling in front of him.
Spiderman places the antidote vial on his chest and it's re-absorbed.
SPIDERMAN: You'd think you would have gotten the message by-
PILOT: Punch 'em!
He flicks the switch, as do the two other pilots. The boxes beside the loudspeaker unit activate, and begin broadcasting an incredibly loud signal similar to the car alarm.
SPIDERMAN: What...aaaaaaaagh...
We see the helicopter crews, all wearing protective headgear to block out the noise. Even so those that can afford to have their hands over their ears as well.
To Spiderman, the effect is devastating. He drops the Goblin and sinks to his knees instantly, the black suit in turmoil, rising up from his skin in waves before crashing back down. Every time it is re-absorbed it causes Spiderman to wail in agony. He curls up into a foetal ball, clutching at his head.
The Goblin rises to his feet above him. He tips a salute to the helicopters above.
POLICE: PUT YOUR HANDS IN THE AIR OR WE WILL OPEN FIRE!
The Goblin complies...but one of his hands reaches over and presses a wrist control on his other arm. We see the glider rise from the treetops from where it crashed.
GOBLIN: (shouting)I love the NYPD! Don't you?!
Spiderman doesn't - or can't - reply. The symbiote is in agony, and thus so is he. As we watch he loses his battle for consciousness.
GOBLIN: You don't, huh? (shrugs) But they're so...
He presses another button. The glider's front compartment opens and two missiles deploy, each targeting a different helicopter. The pilots don't have time to react before they and their crafts become fireballs.
GOBLIN: ...flammable.
The third helicopter opens fire, but it's been blown off-course by the explosions of its sister craft. The Goblin leaps and the glider smoothly assumes its customary position underneath him.
The pilot of the third copter hollers in fear as the Goblin, laughing like a maniac, bears down upon them...