The Spectacular Spider-Man (2008–2009): Season 1, Episode 13 - Nature vs. Nurture - full transcript
After Peter turns down on offer to turn a blind eye on Mr. Lincoln's crimes, the black goo alien and Eddie eagerly accept, including their 'test': defeat Spiderman! Now aunt May is ...
The old red and blue.
Not too shabby.
I take it our deal is off?
Not enough money in the world for me
to turn a blind eye to your great works.
Keep the light on
because I'm coming for you.
It appears you have a job opening.
We'll take it.
I really should start locking
those windows.
So do we have a deal?
If you really want a job,
you'll have to prove yourself.
Pass one simple test.
Destroy Spider-Man.
We were hoping you'd say that.
Oh, you don't mind
if we have a little fun with him first?
I don't micromanage.
She looks a lot better, considering
she just had a heart attack.
I still hate seeing her hooked up
to all these machines.
She must have been so scared.
And I wasn't here for her.
Uncle Ben said that with great power
comes great responsibility.
But shouldn't my first responsibility...
...be to the people
who rely on Peter Parker?
Flash, you gave me a pretty hard
time the other day.
Just the other day? I must be slipping.
Thanks for the reality check.
Don't mention it.
And I mean not to anyone.
Hey, Petey, how's your aunt?
Better, thanks.
And guys, look,
I'm so sorry about how I acted.
- It's cool.
- You must be under a ton of stress.
Yeah, you could probably use
an angst break.
We could use help
holding the big balloon...
...at the Thanksgiving Day Parade.
I can't. I'm sorry.
If the doc gives the okay,
I'll bring Aunt May home.
- That's okay.
- Are you going today?
Because I'll go
with you to the hospital...
...after school, if you want.
Well, thanks.
I'm sure Aunt May
would love to see you.
Well, okay, I--
I'd better get to class.
Pete, I know you've got
a lot on your mind...
...but I went on a date with Eddie.
A date? But--?
He only asked me out because
he thought you and I were a thing.
He wanted to hurt you
and he didn't mind using me to do it.
It has been pretty rough
between us...
...but no, no, he's still my bro.
Be careful, tiger.
I don't think he's your bro anymore.
- It's Eddie. Message me.
- Hey, Eddie, it's Pete.
Look, about your job, man, I'm--
I really am sorry.
Hey, was just changing.
Appreciate the call.
So how about we hook up
after class?
Rain check? Look, I really need to be
with Aunt May.
Sure. We'll see each other
soon enough...
...Spider-Man.
- Everything okay?
- A-okay.
Unless your aunt's developed
an affinity for hospital food...
...she can go home tomorrow
to enjoy Thanksgiving.
That's wonderful, Dr. Bromwell.
Now I can fix my usual turkey dinner.
I got it covered, Aunt May.
I'll prepare the feast.
How hard can it be?
Oh, no, no, my yarns!
I wonder if Romita's delivers
turkey-and-fixings pizza?
Oh, late as usual.
But web-slinging should get me
to Aunt May on time.
The gene cleanser.
I almost forgot I hid it here.
This antidote solved Doc Connors'
little Lizard problem.
And I bet it could solve
my spider problem too.
I mean, sure,
Spidey saved a lot of lives...
...but is that why I do it?
Or am I in it for the thrill,
the escape?
Oh, you don't need to wear a mask
with us, Pete.
We know all your secrets...
...because, of course, we were you.
The Symbiote. But I destroyed it!
Did you really think
a little refrigeration would do us in?
You ensnared another human being?
Someone better suited to our gifts...
...and to our mission:
Destroying you for rejecting us.
From now on, we're poison
to Peter Parker and Spider-Man.
We're Venom!
Destroying you now
would be too easy.
You haven't suffered enough.
And we want to dismantle you,
piece by piece.
After all, we know who you are,
and everyone you care about.
No.
No!
Gotta reach Aunt May.
Oh, sorry. Bad idea,
startling my favorite heart patient.
Oh, flowers, huh? Boyfriend?
Don't be ridiculous.
I'm sure Peter sent them.
Although the card's signed,
"Guess who?"
Stay away from her!
- So how are you getting home?
- Peter's picking me up.
You're not going near her.
Fine.
She's not our only target.
After all, we know who
you love the most, bro.
Eddie?
You guessed.
Think, Pete. Besides Aunt May,
who would Eddie believe I loved?
Mary Jane.
Well, if it isn't the big turkey himself.
Oh, I still can't believe
the Symbiote got Eddie.
Or maybe I don't wanna believe.
He was right there
when I tried to destroy it...
...and M.J. warned me.
If I'd listened, she wouldn't be
in danger right now.
There she is! And with Flash.
Well, at least Flash isn't evil.
Okay, well, at least he's not possessed
by an evil Symbiote.
At least not as far as I know.
Just gotta keep M.J. in sight.
My spider-sense will warn me
if Venom tries any surprise attacks.
Got to hand it to you, big boy,
you're persistent.
But how about you chill long enough
for us to wish Gwen luck?
Never mind. Eddie Brock's with her.
Sorry. I thought
you were someone else.
- Oh, my God.
- Was that cool?
That was Spider-Man.
Where is she? No.
Hang on, Gwen.
What's the matter, bro?
Spider-sense didn't tingle?
Mommy, Mommy, that girl.
Oh, my. She's so lifelike.
Symbie and I spent so much
quality time together...
...Venom doesn't register
to my spider-sense as a threat.
Eddie, please, fight it.
Don't let the Symbiote control you.
No one's being controlled.
We simply share the same desire.
Your destruction.
Come on, Eddie,
you've always liked her.
Let me save her.
Oh, you'd love that, to be her hero.
But you're the villain here.
- Don't do this, bro.
- We're not brothers.
Our parents may have died together...
...but you had
your precious aunt and uncle.
We had no one.
We've always been alone.
Until now.
Then we're done talking.
Woodoak's mascot's pretty cool.
But the animatronic chick
makes him look like King Kong.
Not Kenny, the monkey.
King Kong was an ape, not a--
- Gwen!
- Not a Gwen?
That makes no sense.
Bet you're missing the black suit now.
Oh, will you please just shut up?
That Spidey, he can quip it out...
...but he can't take it.
Mustangs. Hero time. Let's move.
- Flash, they can't leave the balloon.
- Forget the balloon. Gwen's in trouble.
QB's called an audible. Break.
Rand Robertson, don't you dare.
Come on.
If that's the best you've got...
...I'll stick with
the red, torn and blue.
Oh, we can shred more than a suit.
Now, shouldn't y'all
have seen that coming?
A slow descent. Clever.
But you won't save her that way.
I got you.
No!
- Gwen, are you okay?
- Yeah, I'm all right.
I think.
- Thanks for the assist.
- Anytime. Now, get that creep!
That's the plan, Eugene.
We've toyed with you long enough.
Okay, you win.
Of course we win.
Not you. It.
The Symbiote's proven its point.
I'm nothing without it.
Take me back.
That's what it wants, right?
A reunion with its first love?
The Symbiote's found
a better partner in me.
"Me"? Not "us"?
Wait. No. You can't do this.
Don't-- Don't leave me.
You tricked us.
The emotions all taste wrong.
You never wanted us back at all.
- You do know me well.
- FooL
You've let us back in,
and we will have you.
Still slow on the uptake, huh?
You're a disease. They're the cure.
Oh, no, you don't.
It's over.
Not so tough without
a human host, huh?
Let's make sure
you never find another.
- Look!
- It's Spider-Man.
- How's he do that?
- What's he doing here?
- Hey.
- Whoa, where'd he go?
Okay, you mooks, enough gawking.
Back to work.
- Peter, is that you?
- Yeah, it's me.
Well, come in, you big silly.
I swung by the hospital. I mean...
...I didn't actually swing,
I took a cab...
...but you were already gone.
Dr. Bromwell gave me a ride...
...and made sure
I had everything I needed.
You didn't go into the kitchen,
did you?
Oh, I wouldn't worry about that.
Happy Thanksgiving, Peter.
Gwen, are you all right?
I mean, I heard--
She insisted on coming.
Gave me the look.
I'm fine.
Well, not fine, but alive.
Glad I started the turkey this morning,
before the post-traumatic stress.
- Yeah, about the turkey, what's the--?
- Well, didn't your aunt tell you?
She thought you might need
a little help in the kitchen.
Maybe just a little.
It's good.
So how are you feeling, Aunt May?
- If you're tired--
- I'm fine, Peter.
And I wouldn't have missed this
for the world.
I'm just thankful
Spider-Man saved my daughter.
We do have a lot to give thanks for:
family, friends, relative good health.
Of course, I am a tad disappointed
my hospital bill will wipe out...
...the advance from
the publishing company.
What publishing company?
Why, the one publishing
my cookbook, dear.
Of course, I'll have to write
a new one now.
One that's a little more heart-smart.
Do you think I can get an advance
on that one too?
I feel so guilty leaving
poor Peter to clean up.
Stop it. My mess, okay?
And speaking of messes...
...maybe I do let people down a lot.
But, hey, I'm always there
to save them too.
Spidey's not a disease
that needs a cure.
And he's more than just
a random bug bite too.
Spider-Man is who I am.
My destiny.
Oh, man.
This was amazing, Gwen.
You're amazing.
- Thanks.
- No prob.
Well, night.
We know who you love the most.
Not too shabby.
I take it our deal is off?
Not enough money in the world for me
to turn a blind eye to your great works.
Keep the light on
because I'm coming for you.
It appears you have a job opening.
We'll take it.
I really should start locking
those windows.
So do we have a deal?
If you really want a job,
you'll have to prove yourself.
Pass one simple test.
Destroy Spider-Man.
We were hoping you'd say that.
Oh, you don't mind
if we have a little fun with him first?
I don't micromanage.
She looks a lot better, considering
she just had a heart attack.
I still hate seeing her hooked up
to all these machines.
She must have been so scared.
And I wasn't here for her.
Uncle Ben said that with great power
comes great responsibility.
But shouldn't my first responsibility...
...be to the people
who rely on Peter Parker?
Flash, you gave me a pretty hard
time the other day.
Just the other day? I must be slipping.
Thanks for the reality check.
Don't mention it.
And I mean not to anyone.
Hey, Petey, how's your aunt?
Better, thanks.
And guys, look,
I'm so sorry about how I acted.
- It's cool.
- You must be under a ton of stress.
Yeah, you could probably use
an angst break.
We could use help
holding the big balloon...
...at the Thanksgiving Day Parade.
I can't. I'm sorry.
If the doc gives the okay,
I'll bring Aunt May home.
- That's okay.
- Are you going today?
Because I'll go
with you to the hospital...
...after school, if you want.
Well, thanks.
I'm sure Aunt May
would love to see you.
Well, okay, I--
I'd better get to class.
Pete, I know you've got
a lot on your mind...
...but I went on a date with Eddie.
A date? But--?
He only asked me out because
he thought you and I were a thing.
He wanted to hurt you
and he didn't mind using me to do it.
It has been pretty rough
between us...
...but no, no, he's still my bro.
Be careful, tiger.
I don't think he's your bro anymore.
- It's Eddie. Message me.
- Hey, Eddie, it's Pete.
Look, about your job, man, I'm--
I really am sorry.
Hey, was just changing.
Appreciate the call.
So how about we hook up
after class?
Rain check? Look, I really need to be
with Aunt May.
Sure. We'll see each other
soon enough...
...Spider-Man.
- Everything okay?
- A-okay.
Unless your aunt's developed
an affinity for hospital food...
...she can go home tomorrow
to enjoy Thanksgiving.
That's wonderful, Dr. Bromwell.
Now I can fix my usual turkey dinner.
I got it covered, Aunt May.
I'll prepare the feast.
How hard can it be?
Oh, no, no, my yarns!
I wonder if Romita's delivers
turkey-and-fixings pizza?
Oh, late as usual.
But web-slinging should get me
to Aunt May on time.
The gene cleanser.
I almost forgot I hid it here.
This antidote solved Doc Connors'
little Lizard problem.
And I bet it could solve
my spider problem too.
I mean, sure,
Spidey saved a lot of lives...
...but is that why I do it?
Or am I in it for the thrill,
the escape?
Oh, you don't need to wear a mask
with us, Pete.
We know all your secrets...
...because, of course, we were you.
The Symbiote. But I destroyed it!
Did you really think
a little refrigeration would do us in?
You ensnared another human being?
Someone better suited to our gifts...
...and to our mission:
Destroying you for rejecting us.
From now on, we're poison
to Peter Parker and Spider-Man.
We're Venom!
Destroying you now
would be too easy.
You haven't suffered enough.
And we want to dismantle you,
piece by piece.
After all, we know who you are,
and everyone you care about.
No.
No!
Gotta reach Aunt May.
Oh, sorry. Bad idea,
startling my favorite heart patient.
Oh, flowers, huh? Boyfriend?
Don't be ridiculous.
I'm sure Peter sent them.
Although the card's signed,
"Guess who?"
Stay away from her!
- So how are you getting home?
- Peter's picking me up.
You're not going near her.
Fine.
She's not our only target.
After all, we know who
you love the most, bro.
Eddie?
You guessed.
Think, Pete. Besides Aunt May,
who would Eddie believe I loved?
Mary Jane.
Well, if it isn't the big turkey himself.
Oh, I still can't believe
the Symbiote got Eddie.
Or maybe I don't wanna believe.
He was right there
when I tried to destroy it...
...and M.J. warned me.
If I'd listened, she wouldn't be
in danger right now.
There she is! And with Flash.
Well, at least Flash isn't evil.
Okay, well, at least he's not possessed
by an evil Symbiote.
At least not as far as I know.
Just gotta keep M.J. in sight.
My spider-sense will warn me
if Venom tries any surprise attacks.
Got to hand it to you, big boy,
you're persistent.
But how about you chill long enough
for us to wish Gwen luck?
Never mind. Eddie Brock's with her.
Sorry. I thought
you were someone else.
- Oh, my God.
- Was that cool?
That was Spider-Man.
Where is she? No.
Hang on, Gwen.
What's the matter, bro?
Spider-sense didn't tingle?
Mommy, Mommy, that girl.
Oh, my. She's so lifelike.
Symbie and I spent so much
quality time together...
...Venom doesn't register
to my spider-sense as a threat.
Eddie, please, fight it.
Don't let the Symbiote control you.
No one's being controlled.
We simply share the same desire.
Your destruction.
Come on, Eddie,
you've always liked her.
Let me save her.
Oh, you'd love that, to be her hero.
But you're the villain here.
- Don't do this, bro.
- We're not brothers.
Our parents may have died together...
...but you had
your precious aunt and uncle.
We had no one.
We've always been alone.
Until now.
Then we're done talking.
Woodoak's mascot's pretty cool.
But the animatronic chick
makes him look like King Kong.
Not Kenny, the monkey.
King Kong was an ape, not a--
- Gwen!
- Not a Gwen?
That makes no sense.
Bet you're missing the black suit now.
Oh, will you please just shut up?
That Spidey, he can quip it out...
...but he can't take it.
Mustangs. Hero time. Let's move.
- Flash, they can't leave the balloon.
- Forget the balloon. Gwen's in trouble.
QB's called an audible. Break.
Rand Robertson, don't you dare.
Come on.
If that's the best you've got...
...I'll stick with
the red, torn and blue.
Oh, we can shred more than a suit.
Now, shouldn't y'all
have seen that coming?
A slow descent. Clever.
But you won't save her that way.
I got you.
No!
- Gwen, are you okay?
- Yeah, I'm all right.
I think.
- Thanks for the assist.
- Anytime. Now, get that creep!
That's the plan, Eugene.
We've toyed with you long enough.
Okay, you win.
Of course we win.
Not you. It.
The Symbiote's proven its point.
I'm nothing without it.
Take me back.
That's what it wants, right?
A reunion with its first love?
The Symbiote's found
a better partner in me.
"Me"? Not "us"?
Wait. No. You can't do this.
Don't-- Don't leave me.
You tricked us.
The emotions all taste wrong.
You never wanted us back at all.
- You do know me well.
- FooL
You've let us back in,
and we will have you.
Still slow on the uptake, huh?
You're a disease. They're the cure.
Oh, no, you don't.
It's over.
Not so tough without
a human host, huh?
Let's make sure
you never find another.
- Look!
- It's Spider-Man.
- How's he do that?
- What's he doing here?
- Hey.
- Whoa, where'd he go?
Okay, you mooks, enough gawking.
Back to work.
- Peter, is that you?
- Yeah, it's me.
Well, come in, you big silly.
I swung by the hospital. I mean...
...I didn't actually swing,
I took a cab...
...but you were already gone.
Dr. Bromwell gave me a ride...
...and made sure
I had everything I needed.
You didn't go into the kitchen,
did you?
Oh, I wouldn't worry about that.
Happy Thanksgiving, Peter.
Gwen, are you all right?
I mean, I heard--
She insisted on coming.
Gave me the look.
I'm fine.
Well, not fine, but alive.
Glad I started the turkey this morning,
before the post-traumatic stress.
- Yeah, about the turkey, what's the--?
- Well, didn't your aunt tell you?
She thought you might need
a little help in the kitchen.
Maybe just a little.
It's good.
So how are you feeling, Aunt May?
- If you're tired--
- I'm fine, Peter.
And I wouldn't have missed this
for the world.
I'm just thankful
Spider-Man saved my daughter.
We do have a lot to give thanks for:
family, friends, relative good health.
Of course, I am a tad disappointed
my hospital bill will wipe out...
...the advance from
the publishing company.
What publishing company?
Why, the one publishing
my cookbook, dear.
Of course, I'll have to write
a new one now.
One that's a little more heart-smart.
Do you think I can get an advance
on that one too?
I feel so guilty leaving
poor Peter to clean up.
Stop it. My mess, okay?
And speaking of messes...
...maybe I do let people down a lot.
But, hey, I'm always there
to save them too.
Spidey's not a disease
that needs a cure.
And he's more than just
a random bug bite too.
Spider-Man is who I am.
My destiny.
Oh, man.
This was amazing, Gwen.
You're amazing.
- Thanks.
- No prob.
Well, night.
We know who you love the most.