Spider-Man (2017–…): Season 3, Episode 2 - Amazing Friends - full transcript

*MARVEL'S SPIDER-MAN*
Season 03 Episode 02

Episode Title: "Amazing Friends"
Aired on: May 17, 2020

Sync corrections by srjanapala

Nope. Y'all need
to get on somewhere else.

This bus is out of...

Do you even know
how to drive a bus?

Uh, it's just like a big car,
right?

Bank robbers,
12 o'clock.

12 o'clock?

I go away for one week

and you start talking
like Captain America?



Too formal?

Well,
then let's try a little bit

of the old swing and sting.

Classic.

Hello.

Looks like you guys
got a bug on your windshield.

Surprise!

Ta da!

There we go.
A reminder to the police

to press charges
for bank robbery.

And for clearly driving
without a bus license.

Team‐up, team‐up.

Who is awesome
and having a team‐up?

So you sing now?



Working together
puts me in a great mood.

Come on, I've barely seen
you, Gwen, or Anya

since your started
going on your college tours.

But it sounds like things
haven't been boring without us.

Now, let me get this straight.

Max is temporarily
suspended from Horizon High?

Yeah, for working
on the V‐252 symbiote again.

Dr. Connors wants him
permanently out.

Man, the yearbook's
sure gonna be filled

with some strange
memories this year.

Man, you gotta start
looking past school.

I know you're busy
as Spider‐Man,

but think about your future.

Life after Horizon.

Well,
in our immediate future,

I'm thinking...
that I'm late!

Aunt May invited
our new neighbor over,

and May is not so much
with the being late.

Um, bye?

Mask, pants, shirt.

Oh, if Aunt May's ice cream
cake melts before I...

Peter,
are you coming down?

What's taking so long?

Uh, be right there.

What was that?

I am Groot!

Groot?

How long
have you been in there?

And what did you see?

I am Groot.

What did you say, Peter?

- I am...
- Uh, I said,

"I am scoot... ing."

Downstairs.
Just-Just one minute.

I need you to be quiet and hide
so my Aunt doesn't see you.

There's no way
I can explain

why I have a tree alien
in my closet.

I am Groot!

Spider‐man,
this is Star‐Lord.

Yes, the Star‐Lord.

I have urgent, vital,
world‐threatening info

for you that you
need to act on immediately,

in less than 24 hours...

What?
What urgent info?

Why does Star‐Lord

always use tech older
than Aunt May's flip phone?

- I am Groot!
- Peter.

We have a guest.

Stop. That is not a toy.

I am Groot.

I am Groot!

No, no, no, no, no, no.

Whoa.

Where's the fire, tiger?

Peter,
this is Mary Jane Watson,

Anna's niece.
Anna's running late.

Actually,
everyone calls me MJ.

Uh, I am Groot.
Uh... Peter.

I'm Peter.

Why don't we go
to the kitchen

and talk over homemade
ice cream cake?

- No!
- Uh, um, no.

I have a better idea.

Why don't we all go
to the couch instead,

and look at my
baby pictures?

Why would Mary Jane
want to see those?

Uh, why wouldn't she?
Babies are cute.

Everybody loves babies.

But Peter,
that's kind of weird.

Yep.
Definitely the weirdest thing

happening in this house
right now.

Look, a young Señor Trunks.
Aww.

Señor Trunks?

Huh? Oh.

Whoa!

Oh!

I think I need
a glass of water.

I'm parched.

Oh. Uh...

Groot,
you are killing me here.

Ooh.
I am Groot!

Peter,
what did you do to the cake?

Uh, it just looked so good,
I had to eat it right away.

Hey, what's that thing?

Huh?
I can explain.

I think it's called a fork.

You might want to use one
next time.

Oh, no.

There's an incredibly boring
emergency at Horizon High.

Really nice to meet you, MJ.

I am Groot.

Miles, I really need your help.

I am Groot.

I am Groot.

Oh, this can't be good.

Groot here is an alien friend
and literally all he says is...

I am Groot.

Which means
something totally different

if you understand his language,
which I don't.

So he isn't Groot?

No, he is Groot,
but also, to humans,

his language only sounds
like he's saying, "I am Groot."

I am Groot.

So he could be saying,

"Why can't you people
understand me?"

Or, "Miles, your dancing skills
are known across the galaxy."

Uh, yeah, exactly.

He brought a tape recorder
with an urgent, vital message

that we have to act on
immediately, but,

well,
he's currently wearing it.

Groot came all the way
from outer space,

but uses cassette tapes?

Oh, you have no idea.

I need your help
to decode Groot's language

so he can tell us
what was on the tape.

Oh, I can't.
I have a date later.

A date?
You?

Pfft. Kidding.
I'm never doing anything.

This universal translator
is the best thing we have

at Horizon to turn
Groot‐speak into English.

I am Groot.

Okay, I am Groot
translates into...

I am Groot.

Ooh, oh, okay.
Three words.

Got it.

Ugh. He's gonna do charades
for "I am Groot," isn't he?

Ugh, don't know why
I didn't think of this earlier.

He can literally draw
what the urgent message is.

If Horizon can't do it,
Tony Stark has to be able to.

Mr. Stark, great.

We could really use
some Iron Man help right now.

Oof, you're 0‐2, kid.

I'm Not Tony,
and this isn't Iron Man.

Code name's Ironheart.
And you must be Spider‐Man.

Uh, Spider‐Men?

Ironheart?

Am I not up on new Avengers
or something?

Technically,
I'm an Avenger intern.

There's an internship
program?

Why didn't anybody
tell me about this?

I applied last year.

Dude, you have got to expand
your horizons.

My real name's Riri.

It's nice to meet you.

And if that voice of Tony Stark
coming from your armor

isn't Tony,
who is it?

I told you, PJs,
I'm Not Tony.

Yeah, but who are you?

Not Tony.

I am so confused.

He's my AI system.
His name is literally Not Tony

'cause he's Not Tony.

Maybe I can help you.

This is Groot.

We need Stark tech
to decode an urgent message.

I am Groot.

Wow.
A real alien life form.

What... hey!
You can't just...

I've always wanted
to examine an alien.

We need to alert
the Space Administration.

Not Tony, put in a call.

He doesn't need
to be studied.

He needs to be translated.

Here's something
rarely said.

Spider‐Man has a point.

I'm just following protocol.

Besides, we don't have
an alien language translator

at the tower,

but the Space
Administration might.

So call,
and until they get here,

I'm gonna see
if this little guy...

Groot's not
a science experiment.

We need to understand
his language.

Oh, they got here fast.

We're from
the Space Administration.

We received a call
from this location.

Yes, sirs.
We encountered this alien and...

And we need you
to translate his language.

Can you guys do that?

Check your scans, kiddo.

What?
What was that for?

These people
aren't who they say they are.

Our cover is compromised.

- AIM agents?
- Give us the alien.

Now!

I am Groot.

I have no idea
what you just said,

but I totally agree.

We said
hand over the alien.

Sorry, guys.

They must've tapped our call
to the Space Administration.

You're sorry?

I almost handed Groot over
to these evil scientists.

Can you two try to
out‐apologize each other later?

Not a good time.

The alien.
Now!

We heard you the first time,
and here's our answer.

You built this suit.

Are you trying
to break it, too?

Really don't need
your judging

while I'm fighting,
Not Tony.

Watch your aim.

And I mean that
in two different ways, Riri.

'Cause, you know,
you're aiming

and they're from...
never mind.

Who programmed you
to make bad word‐play?

You know,
you can go away.

Ugh. I wanted him off.
Not in French.

It's too dangerous out here.

Time for you to go play
hide and seek.

I am Groot.

Where'd the little guy go?

I made sure he got to safety.

I am Groot!

Follow that alien!

Stick around, guys.

That little sapling
belongs to us.

I tracked
the Iron Man boot over here.

Great.

A toddler alien
with a short attention span

on the loose in New York City.

We can still track him
by his unique energy signature.

You did do a spectro‐analysis
of his DNA, right?

Yes.

No. Was I supposed to?

Well, it would've been
massively helpful.

We were too busy trying
to decode his urgent message,

which we're running
out of time to do.

- Speaking French...
- Oops.

Forgot I put
Not Tony in French.

Finally. I can't believe
not one of you took français.

Listen,
I finally got in contact

with the Space Administration,
the real Space Administration.

And they don't have a way
to translate

Groot's language, either.

So no one can?

I didn't say that.

There's one person
who might be able to help us.

Dr. Strange,
the Sorcerer Supreme.

That can't be real.

You just made
that name up.

Strange is a master
of the mystic arts,

and should have the ability
to translate languages

from any place or dimension.

We need him.

We need Groot.

Otherwise,
we have nothing to translate.

We need to do both,
or we're gonna run out of time.

We'll find Groot.
Miles, you look for Dr. Weirdo.

- Strange.
- Hm? What did I say?

Do not tell me
you lost track of the alien.

I'm sorry, sir.

We encountered
unexpected resistance.

As I've so often
pointed out,

technology has
its limitations.

I will track the alien
in a more effective manner.

But if you use
your tracking spell,

won't that be problematic?

You fear a certain someone
will discover what we're doing?

I am not afraid of him.

Behold!

Groot? Groot!

There's gotta be
a more efficient way

to look for him than this.

Just have to keep
our eyes open for commotion.

A lot of commotion.

So what program
are you and Miles a part of?

Program? Oh, no,
we're just friends with powers.

Hm. I don't have
a whole lot of those.

Or any.

I don't have many friends
without powers.

Having a personal life
is hard, right?

I mean,
when you're a superhero.

I try to spend as much time
with my friends as I can.

Because, well,
you never know how much time

you're gonna have
with someone.

Yeah, tell me about it.

I, um, lost my stepdad.

In an accident.

I understand.
I lost my uncle.

So the way I see it,

if I've got
these great powers...

You should do whatever
you can to prevent anyone else

from losing someone
they love?

Yeah. You and I might
have a lot in common.

Maybe we should start
our own program, huh?

"Friend with Powers."

That thing's a nightmare!

Groot's footprints.
This way!

Ironheart, over here.

Ice cream.
Groot loves ice cream.

I am Groot!

Well, this is the address
phony Stark gave me.

But this does not
look like the home

of a powerful sorcerer.

Or a home at all.

Ow.

Whoa. That's real magic.

Okay.

Who's a good
magical terrifying kitty?

You are.
Please don't hurt me!

Of course.
A guy named Dr. Strange

isn't gonna have a guard dog.

He has to have a nightmare cat.

Oh, man.

First an incomprehensible
alien shows up,

then AIM tries to blast us
to smithereens,

and now I gotta fight
an evil magic panther

protecting a sorcerer's house?

I hate Wednesdays!

Tell me more about this...

incomprehensible alien.

Huh?

I am Groot.

There you are.

Thanks for babysitting.

He wasn't too much trouble,
was he?

You're is no position
to make jokes.

Thanks for the opportunity
to test my new armor upgrade.

Head's up, guys!

And you said I couldn't
make jokes.

Hey get back here.

You forgot to get defeated.

I am Groot!
Wheeeee!

I am Groot!

Time for a ride, Groot.

I am Groot!

Serious question.

How do you guys
even tell each other apart?

Whoa!

I really hope Miles
found that wizard.

There's a sentence I didn't
think I would say today.

Um, are you doing this, Riri?

Yeah,
suddenly I'm a magician.

Pick a number
from one to ten.

No, I'm not doing this!

Greetings,
pathetic so‐called heroes.

I am the great sorcerer
Baron Mordo.

I believe you're familiar
with my current cohorts...

AIM.

And this, of course, must
be the alien known as Groot.

Huh?

I am Groot.

AIM is working
with a sorcerer?

There are way more
than the zero sorcerers

I thought there were.

And isn't AIM supposed to be
strictly all about the science?

I can hear you.

AIM and I have allied
for a singular purpose,

the capture of this unique

and soon to be
very useful alien.

Mordo!

By the all‐seeing eye
of Agamotto,

you will stand down.

No! Not now.

Guys, this is Dr. Strange,

and his name
is totally accurate.

Listen to the outrageous
things he says.

I summon
the Winds of Watoomb!

See?

Right back into the fight.

I like your battle strategy,
Spidey.

I like that you think
I have a strategy.

Yo, Ironheart,
wrecking ball!

I felt a disturbance in Earth's
mystical fields, Mordo.

Someone using a tracking spell
to follow an alien life from.

When this young man informed me
of Groot's arrival,

I realized the only sorcerer
foolish enough

to hunt such a creature
was you.

You think I didn't realize
you would discover me?

I do not fear you!

What are you and these

amoral scientists
up to that requires

a flora creature from Planet X?

You could never imagine

the severity
of the plans I have laid!

Magic, aliens,
and beating back AIM?

This will look so good
on our superhero résumés.

You have a superhero résumé?

Is that a thing?
Oh!

Can I put "funny quips"
down as a special skill?

You shouldn't lie
on your résumé.

Aww.

I'll grab Groot.

Wait! It's not safe!

By the seven rings
of Raggadorr...

I banish thee
to the Unknown Realms!

No!

Scanners aren't picking up
any trace of either of them.

This is all
for the greater good.

Mine.

Groot!
Give him back.

Um, that went south
real quick.

Yeah. Let's keep this
off our superhero résumés.

Did all that seriously
just happen?

Which... the alien part,
the super villain part,

or the magic part?

Any of it.
All of it.

And now's not the time
for ice cream.

Mm, situations like this are
exactly the time for ice cream.

What now?

We're both students
of science,

so let's follow
the scientific method...

examine the facts
and make conclusions.

Fact: Groot, a tree alien,
brought a warning from space

that you couldn't translate,

then Baron Mordo and AIM
came to capture him.

Conclusion: weird!

Sorry, that's less of a
conclusion

and more of a confused noise

Fact: we need alien
translating help

from a magician
with the totally accurate name

of Doctor Strange,
so Miles went to get him.

Conclusion:
wizards are a real thing now.

I guess?

Fact: Baron Mordo
banished Strange and Miles

to who knows where,

then captured Groot
and teleported away.

Conclusion:
we gotta rescue our friend

from a bearded weirdo.

Ah!

My brain hurts.

I know.
This is crazy!

Ah, no, brain freeze.

Ugh, this hazelnut
Hawkeye's‐cream is great,

but, ugh, it leaves
weird particles in my teeth.

That's it... weird particles.

Uh, I'm not following.

Oh, Mordo's teleportation
must've expended

some form of energy...
weird particles, as it were.

But any traces would have
already dissipated.

Did your armor's scanners
pick up

what was happening at the time?

Not‐Tony,
review my armor's scan history.

Did Mordo give off
any unusual energy signatures?

It was all unusual energy.
Hold on.

Scan history reveals
unidentified particle bursts

when he teleported.

Can you use the Stark
satellite to find

that same energy signature
anywhere else on Earth?

Good thinking, PJs

Looks like traces are showing
at an uncharted island

a few miles offshore.

Hey, look at that.

We just science'd
ourselves some magic.

That's where AIM must have
teleported with Groot.

Huh, and you thought
ice cream was a bad idea.

So how are we getting there?

I hope this is fun for you!

Whoa!

Oh... completely under control.

Maybe we made a mistake.

Doesn't look like
anything's out here.

Care to update
your hypothesis, kid?

My blasts are doing nothing!

How tough are these things?

Not tough enough!

Hulk!

Thanks, Big Green.
I totally know him.

Funny,
'cause I don't know you.

Who the Hulk are you?

Gnarly... interconnected
poly‐mesh build.

And yet, I utterly bashed it.

I so, so, so rule.

Hulk, did you do
something

with your hair,
face, vocabulary?

I get it.
You know Banner.

He's cool, but...

Come on!

Spider‐Man,
meet Amadeus Cho.

He's in the Avengers
intern program too.

I'm sure
you've heard of me...

seventh smartest person
in the world.

Nice to meet you, Bug‐man.

Ah, Spider‐Man, actually.

Same diff.

Did you follow us, Cho?

Yep, you were missing
when I came

to take my shift at the tower.

Based on the trail
of clues you guys left,

I figure we need to smash
some AIM heads,

bring your
banished friends back,

and rescue
a small alien life‐form.

Am I right?

Wait, how do you know
all that?

Seventh smartest person...
keep up.

Good news, this thing
is very old‐school.

It's not wirelessly connected
to any other systems,

so AIM still doesn't know
we're here.

Nice, I like
a surprise party.

The island's center
has the densest foliage.

That's the most likely place
for a hidden base.

What are you doing?

Leading.

Ugh.

What'd you call
this place again?

We've been transported

to a twisted mirror version
of our reality

Think of it
as a Negative New York.

What, like
the traffic is great,

but the pizza's terrible?

Good one, right?

Up top.

Don't leave me
hanging, Doc.

Yes!
See?

Your cloak gets it.

Jeez, Doctor Grumpy‐pants,
it's not my fault

your baron buddy abracadabra'ed
us to wherever this place is.

A pocket dimension?

The Unknown Realms are beyond
the understanding of science.

Right, but seriously.

I was like you once.

As a surgeon,
I believed science

could explain everything
in the universe.

Then I was injured in a way

that medical science
could not heal.

Magic, however, did.

There are some things
that science just cannot do.

Wait...

we passed the "Daily Bugle"
building already.

How can it be
in front of us again?

Hm.

And this reality is
a closed loop,

and it's causing some kind of
magical interference,

which must be why
I haven't been able

to reopen the portal
we came through.

Are you saying
we're stuck here?

Well, let's just say
you better not have

any exciting plans for tonight
back on Earth.

Actually, I'm betting
that's not a problem.

Ouch!

Is there a spell that'll make
you more chill to hang with?

Not that I've ever found,
no.

You said you had
a hard time making friends,

but it seems like
you got a whole tower

that's a teenage
superhero party...

one that I wasn't invited to.

Just because
the other interns and I

have one thing in common
doesn't mean we're BFFs.

It's somewhere to start,
right?

Look, I'm driven.
I prioritize my work.

That turns people off,
but it also makes me me.

I can't just turn off who I am.

Of course not, but you
might have more in common

with the other interns
than you think.

Nice.

Through applied chaos theory,

I've leadership'ed us
to a clue.

Is that Avengers intern speak
for "oops"?

Give me sonar echo analysis,
Not‐T.

A deep vent...

could be running
the length of the island.

Might be access tunnels
to an underground base.

Only one way to find out.

- Ugh.
- Ugh!

We might have to be
a little more subtle

if we're gonna sneak inside
a hidden AIM base.

Hulks don't do subtle.
We do smash.

Fine, I'll do subtle.

And I'll be the best
at it.

Starting now.

Leadership!

Oh, put X
in the center square.

Do not fraternize
with the specimen, fool.

You're a guest
in this lab, Mordo.

Show some respect.

Bah, so‐called
Scientist Supreme or not,

you need to understand
that AIM provides me

minor assistance only.

The sorcery of Baron Mordo
will conquer the day.

If your parlor tricks
could do this alone,

you'd have already succeeded.

This specimen's biology can
only be unlocked by science.

Power up phase complete.

- Activate.
- Activate.

I am Groot.

Excellent, a portion

of the specimen's essential
nature has been extracted.

Move to phase two.

Ok, team! Keep an eye out
for more defenses like

those AIM‐bots I so totally,
awesomely obliterated.

I'm the one
who can scan tunnels.

I should be up front.

Why do you think
you're the leader, Cho?

Well, one,

I'm the aforementioned
seventh smartest.

And two, I've been an Avenger
intern longer than you.

By one day.
This is my mission.

Cool it, guys.

We're finally
getting somewhere.

I'm surprised there aren't
any booby traps.

Oh, why do I say things
like that?

This section's reinforced.

I can't smash through!

I notice neither one of you

is claiming to be
the leader anymore.

Well, we're all about to be
a lot closer friends.

With jokes like that,

I wish these walls
would just squish us already.

Riri, there must be
a gear assembly

causing the walls to move.
Can you locate it?

Hey, got something!

Even if that's where
the gears are, so what?

I told you it's reinforced.
I can't pound through.

But you can pry it open
a little bit, right?

That's all I need.

Hold on.

Fast thinking, Spidey.

It's not over yet.
Take cover!

My webs held the engine
in place,

but all that force
had to go somewhere,

so boom.

Thank you, physics.

Impressive for a bug.

Maybe one day you'll even
become a leader like me.

Ugh, why is this leader thing
so important to you both?

It's weird.

When I'm leading,

at least I know
where I stand with people.

And everyone assumes being
a Hulk means I'm a bonehead.

I like to show that I'm
more than just a clumsy ox.

Listen, we're at our best
when we work together

like just now.

Ironheart, you located
the mechanism.

Cho, you made the hole.

And you did
all the "thwip, thwip."

Right, so maybe we worry less
about who the leader is

and focus on working together

to get my friend Groot
out of here alive.

Got a fault in section four
with the gear assembly.

Surprised anything
in this old base works at all.

Should I check it out?

Yes, and take a couple
of other agents with you

just in case.

Meltwid teamstride
dire usse!

Mordo, AIM has put
considerable resources

into this project.
We expect results.

And you will have them,
but your science

has not given me enough.
I need more from the specimen.

Initiate another extraction.

Huh?

What are they doing
to Groot?

That's it...
smash time.

But what if Mordo
just banishes you

like he did
Doctor Strange and Miles?

What we need here is...

I swear,
if you say subtlety...

Stop, maybe Groot
can rescue himself

and get up to us.

Huh?

Mm, mm.

That's gotta be
the release button.

I am Groot!

Hey, my ice cream!

Huh?

Oh.

Idiots,
keep a better eye on him.

He could have hit
the release button.

Oh.

Well, so much for that idea.

Just reached my daily steps.

Cho, I think we need
new costumes.

Ooh, that's gotta hurt

Look, I'm a scientist.

Maybe I can help you get
us out of here.

We're talking some form
of energy, right?

Again, we're
in a realm of sorcery.

You need to think
of science and mysticism

as separate worlds.

Speaking of things that are
supposed to be separate,

Oscorp shouldn't be that close
to "The Daily Bugle", right?

By the Hoary Hosts
of Hoggoth,

Negative New York
is shrinking.

Fun shrinking like Ant‐Man
or bad shrinking like...

The second one.

Aw, man.

This costume just can't contain
my awesomeness.

It's okay.

There's something else
I need you to do,

and you're going to like it.

Meltwid teamstride
dire usse!

Results Mordo,

or is your hocus pocus
all just mumbo jumbo?

Of course not.

My work is now complete
as you will soon see.

Look out below!

The Hulk... a Hulk!

Wow, the world's
seventh smartest person

is probably
the world's first best

at creating diversions.

Guess it sometimes pays
to be unsubtle.

Muscles can't help you
against the Scientist Supreme,

you mindless monster!

Mindless?
Ugh.

Unshielded cabling?
How is that supreme?

Makes it so easy to do this...
feedback!

Mindless, huh?

This Hulk's brains
are as big as his muscles.

Oafs, what are you doing?

You could have freed
the specimen.

Sorry, I was just, um,

powering up the tool
for, um, wizarding?

Spider‐man, you dare defy me?

That's what
this looks like, huh?

Huh?

Huh?

Huh?
I am Groot.

I am Groot!

I am Golem!

Whoa, all we need now
is a tire swing.

Wow,
flaming magic tree dudes?

So awesome,
but also not awesome!

Look with awe
upon my wood golems...

monster children
of science and magic

here to bend the will
of the Earth to my bidding!

But first,
they shall destroy you!

Science and magic combined,

and I didn't bring my wand
or my microscope!

I am Golem!

My wood golem army
will be your doom!

What,
these walking campfires?

Hey, what are you
a tree hugger?

Guys, hear that?
I said "tree hugger."

That's gold!

Please,
even my jokes are better.

- Are they though?
- Wow.

Ah!

I am Golem!
I am Golem!

I am Golem!

Wait, they aren't after me.
They're after ice cream!

Looks like you weirdos got more
than just powers from Groot.

What are you doing, kiddo?

You'll send a dangerous
energy surge into the...

- Oh, I get it.
- Spidey, duck!

Your wood golems are now
toothpick golems, Mordo.

Half‐alien, half‐magic,
my creations are unstoppable!

And I was really hoping
that was gonna work.

From the Book of Vishanti,

I cast the reversal spell
of Zartog.

Ugh, another failure.

Dude, I can help.
Just tell me how this works.

Ugh, fine.

This realm is drawing together
due to a contraction

from bands of unseen
but powerful magic.

Interference caused
by that contraction

is blocking my ability
to reopen the portal.

And these bands
of unseen magic

are just streams of energy?

So if we disrupt them
for a second,

that should give you time
to cast your spell, right?

Yes,
but how would we do that?

You forgot about
my electro‐sting power, Doc.

Electricity is a force
of science.

It's incompatible with magic.

Look, mystical or not,

I've studied high intensity
energy reactions,

and I know they can be
interrupted by electricity.

Shouldn't we try making
science and magic interact?

You have to let me try.
Show me where to jolt.

There at the node
where several bands

of mystical energy intersect.

Be ready with the spell.

I can't hold my sting for long.

Illata, kala't'na‐septara!

Did it work?

This isn't, like,

a Double Negative New York,
is it?

By Agamotto's Eye,
it did work.

I... I stand corrected.

Stephen Strange?
No!

Mordo's the one
who banished us,

so the reversal spell took us
directly to his location.

Wood golems?

What twisted horrors
have you been committing here?

Allow me to show you
firsthand!

Miles, great to see you.
Where does that portal lead to?

- Nowhere positive.
- Perfect!

Ironheart, Cho, push the golems
into that portal!

Not having luck

with the lumberjack routine
over here!

Spidey,
we're losing our chance!

Wait... the ice cream!

Ironheart, the ice cream
from those ice cream machines.

Can you holo‐project it?

Yeah, but why would... oh.

- Huh?
- Huh?

- I am Golem.
- I am Golem.

I am Golem.

My wonderful monsters!

You're free!

Now you can grab
all the ice cream you want.

I am Groot!

Aw, you're welcome, Groot.

Gotta admit,
we make a pretty good team

even without me
as the obvious leader.

Hey, and, uh...

wow, I'm terrible at this...

maybe we could hang sometime,
like, not as interns.

Great idea,
especially since

no one ever asked me
to be an intern.

PJs, the intern program
is for heroes in training.

Oh, I'm well aware
of what it is.

Well, that's my point.
You don't need it.

You're already a hero, kid.

Oh, thanks.

AIM and Mordo
will be secure in our cells

until the Avengers get back

from whatever space mission
they're on.

Perfect timing, Ironheart.

I think Doctor Strange

has almost accessed
Groot's message.

Silence, please.

Spider‐man,
this is Star Lord...

yes, the Star Lord.

I have urgent, vital,
world‐threatening info

for you that you need
to act on immediately...

in less than 24 hours...

because the Symbiotes
are headed for Earth!

Web‐head, you're pretty much
the only guy on your planet

who's ever dealt
with these aliens before.

Venom, you called yours,
I think, whatever.

Well, now a whole load
of them are on the way

I know you're like,
"Oh, no sweat,

Star Lord will save us
'cause he's so cool."

And usually, you'd be right,
but look,

this time, buddy,
I'm not gonna make it,

and protecting the Earth
is all on you.

Good luck.

Groot, get that message
to Spider‐man.

No distractions, promise?

I am Groot.

I am Groot!

A Symbiote invasion
is coming,

and we're the Earth's
only defense.

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