Act 3, Scene 36

A red-carpet premiere. Stars step out from their cars. A thousand flashbulbs go off in their direction from fans and photographers alike. Peter Parker is amongst the photographers, perched on the railings, snapping away. He seems a little wistful, a little lost in thought.

A car pulls up, and a leg is outstretched. The hungry press lean forward. The fans roar. Mary-Jane Watson emerges from the car, resplendent in a magnificent full-length gown which trails her feet. She smiles and waves to everyone. We see Peter look at her and be dazzled by her beauty, before he jerks himself into action and begins dutifully snapping pictures.

Mary-Jane makes her way up to the carpet, and begins that celebrity-perfected pose 'n' walk, swirling and twirling her way up toward the movie theatre, giving off a hundred different perfect poses on the way.

And then...she stops.

And walks toward Peter.

Around him the crowd go wild. He simply lets his camera droop to his chest and picks his head up until his eyes are level with hers. We watch from the barrier between them, the metal grille separating the stars from the rest.

She reaches out a hand and wraps her fingers around his.

MARY-JANE: Coming?

Without a word, he steps up and over the barrier. She leads him out into the centre of the red carpet, and in front of a thousand photographers both amateur and professional, in front of New York high society, in front of the millions watching on television cameras...they kiss.

And kiss.

Until eventually they are forced to come up for air.

MARY-JANE: (conspiratorially)I think they saw us. Aren't you worried?

PETER: You can handle it.

They turn toward the theatre.

MARY-JANE: Let's go get 'em together, tiger.

As they walk toward the interior, we spiral upward at a fantastic rate, up the side of the building, bouncing off as we hit the top until we leap through the air to the building opposite. Still we climb, until we reach the top, and there, perched and watching the scene below, is what was once Eddie Brock and Spiderman's symbiote, but is now one body, one mind, one soul...one Venom.

He snarls downward, a sound of pure malicious intent, and is gone an instant later, leaping from the roof and flying through New York as we follow him in classic Spiderman style, but in a way Spiderman could never dream of replicating - stronger, faster, better than Spiderman in every possible way. Eventually he comes to rest on a ledge hundreds of feet up, growls, and swings directly into the camera, filling the screen with blackness.

Fade out.

THE END