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Green Goblin: [lands in front of Spider-Man on a rooftop] Wake up little spider, no you're not dead yet just paralysed. You're an amazing creature, Spider-Man. You and I are not so different.
Spider-Man: I'm not like you. You're a murderer.
Green Goblin: Well, to each his own. I chose my path, you chose the way of the hero. And they found you amusing for a while, the people of this city. But the one thing they love more than a hero is to see a hero fail, fall, die trying. In spite of everything you've done for them, eventually they will hate you. Why bother?
Spider-Man: Because it's right.
Green Goblin: [slaps Spider-Man on the head] Here's the real truth. There are eight million people in this city. And those teeming masses exist for the sole purpose of lifting the few exceptional people onto their shoulders. You, me? We're exceptional.
[leans in and grabs Spider-Man's neck]
Green Goblin: I could squash you like a bug right now, but I'm offering you a choice. Join me! Imagine what we could accomplish together... what we could create. Or we could destroy! Cause the deaths of countless innocents in selfish battle again and again and again until we're both dead! Is that what you want?
[jumps on the glider]
Green Goblin: Think about it, hero!
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[the Goblin crashes through the Daily Bugle office]
Green Goblin: [grabbing Jameson by the throat] Jameson you slime! Who's the photographer who takes pictures of Spider-Man?
J. Jonah Jameson: I don't know who he is! His stuff comes in the mail!
Green Goblin: YOU'RE LYING!
J. Jonah Jameson: I swear!
Green Goblin: He's the one who can take me to him!
J. Jonah Jameson: I don't know who he is!
Green Goblin: [preparing to punch Jameson] You are useless you...!
Spider-Man: [appears upside-down outside the window] Settle down, tough guy.
Green Goblin: [drops Jameson and turns around on the glider] Speak of the Devil!
Graig F. Weich
Extended Reading
