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You're too late, Spider-Man.
I designed this power grid.
Now I'm gonna take back
what is rightfully mine.
I will control everything.
And I will be like a god to them.
A god named Sparkles?
Not this time.
Is that all you got? Come on!
Come on!
You ready to give up?
Oh, thank you, Gwen Stacy.
Just shake it off. It's just your bones,
and your muscles and your organs. Hunh!
Oh, boy.
I hate this song!
Spider-Man,
bet you never saw this coming.
Really? You web me to a car?
What are you, a caveman?
You shouldn't be here.
You tie me up to go off to war? I know how to help you!
- What are you doing here?! - I know the grid specs.
I can reset the system!
You can't be here right now. I'm not messing around.
You can't be here right now. This is insane.
Nobody makes my decisions for me. All right? Nobody.
This is my choice, okay?
- My choice. This is mine. - Oh!
- Now, how do we stop him? - Okay, so he's electric,
he's like a battery.
What happens if you overcharge a battery?
- It explodes. - Right.
So we use his power against him. Perfect.
- Okay. - I think I can reconnect the power lines.
But I need you to reset the system.
Okay, when I say you turn that power on, you turn it on.
- No matter what. No matter what. - Peter.
Go, go!
Now, Gwen, now!
Do it now!
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