And, therefore,
I have signed an executive order
remanding to federal jurisdiction
all criminals in New York prisons
considered to be a threat to homeland security.
There you go. All right, flash the bright whites.
Let us officially welcome our distinguished guest
from the European Union... Mr. Tremaine.
He's got his priorities straight.
First come to New York.
Then visit the White House. Ha-ha!
Why is he still standing?
They didn't circulate like I expected.
Go to plan B.
Check. Meet you at the rendezvous.
Holy crap!
Hey, what happened to the two-minute warning?
Stop the car!
There's a bomb about to explode!
But... Now.
Spider-Man, this is ridiculous.
I saw him sweep the limo.
It's better than having parts of you land all over Brooklyn.
Leave the keys. I'll park it myself.
That was my favorite limo.
Hmm.
Uh, thanks again for helping me get my foot in the door here.
Interesting, isn't it?
Always. Fast-paced, never know what's gonna happen.
That's why I love photojournalism.
No. I meant the way you got that video.
Must've been a dozen news photogs at that press conference,
and only one gets footage of Spider-Man
taking off after the mayor's limo.
Huh? Lucky, I guess.
No. I don't think that's it.
It's your instinct, a real nose for news.
Work with me, and we'll both go to the top,
have our own news show maybe.
So maybe then it would be okay if you and I...
Shh, shh, shh! Here comes the stuff you shot.
Were you about to ask me out?
I'm pretty sure that's where I was headed.
Then the answer is yes.
Oh! I love the way this shot moves.
Right there.
I don't see anything.
Because the news editor cut the tape.
I saw that kid with a camera looking straight at me.
And thanks again
to ESU student Peter Parker
for that exclusive news video.
And now we know who he is.
Silver Sable, we got hired to do a hit. Now, I think...
If I paid you to think,
I'd have already asked for my money back.
Prove to me you're worthy.
Note to self:
Get someone tougher than Buzzcut.
Try local Girl Scouts.
Tell me what you need. I won't let you down.
Hah! I need that tape.
Find me this Peter Parker
before I lose my friendly disposition.
Double P, what'll it be?
Peter Parker always gets.
Maximum Shock caffeine beverage on ice.
You're a genius, Muang.
So, buddy. You aware what today is?
Friday?
Yeah, but without the question mark.
It's the end of the week, playtime.
No studying tonight.
You don't study any night.
Hey, I'm trying to change you, not me.
Well, actually, I have plans tonight.
Plans? What kind of plans?
Um... uh...
Petey, I don't care if you go out with Indy.
How'd you know it's her?
It's written all over your face.
I-N-D-Y.
Hey, I broke up with you too.
How come you never write on my face?
Because Peter and I were never really together.
We just settled into the pals thing, right?
Absolutely.
In fact, we should all be pals...
Indy too. Let's go out for dinner.
Oh, please, please.
I'm dying to hear what she sees in you.
Well, when you put it that way...
I got an Oscorp board meeting.
Want to say 8, Murphy's?
Better yet, why say it?
Okay, how go plans for the gala?
Excellent. I think Mr. Tremaine will be very impressed.
I hope so. Can't have him thinking
the White House throws better parties.
Make sure it's stocked with celebs...
movie stars, rappers, news anchors... in that order.
On it, sir.
What did I do before you joined my staff, Jane?
Good question, sir, as always.
Douse the light.
It's not here.
Hmm.
Well, well.
Look who's bumming a ride.
So I waited for the cops to show.
They say there've been a lot of burglaries in the area.
Are you all right? Did you see them?
Did they touch my billiard table?
Yes, no,
they were gonna shoot a game of eight ball,
but that's when I came in and they escaped out the window.
Hmm.
So, Peter says you want to be an on-air reporter.
You know, I almost majored in journalism,
but then I decided to focus on acting.
Get out! I minored in theater arts.
You did?
Reporters, actors...
we both go through hair and makeup, right?
Exactly.
Seeing them get along so well is kind of scary.
Two women... both into Peter.
If he plays his cards right...
nah.
You should come by the station someday.
I'd love that.
Peter's a big hit there already, right, Peter?
He's so good. They only use a tenth of what he shoots.
Some of his best stuff is probably...
still in his camera.
Are you thinking...?
Uh-huh.
Hello. Non-Vulcans present.
Please speak out loud.
My tape of the mayor's limo.
If I caught something incriminating...
That could be what your apartment burglars were after.
But half the city's seen that tape already.
No, not all of it.
Can you zoom in?
Maybe. This software's pretty simple.
Doesn't compare to what you guys probably have at Empire One.
Auto-sharpen, please.
Aye, aye, captain. Heh!
I can't be sure, but I think she was one of the burglars I saw here.
Well, with a fright wig like that,
she can't be hard to ID.
You are so right!
I'll log on to the E1 mainframe.
They've got a whole criminal database there.
Indy's fingers are the fastest.
I bet.
What?
And the winner is...
Silver Sablinovia...
better known as "Silver Sable."
"Eastern-European assassin for hire.
Seems to only kill other criminals."
"Number three on Interpol's most-wanted list."
Whatever she seems like,
she's obviously trying to kill the mayor
and doesn't want to get fingered.
She was after the tape!
And on that Hardy Boy note,
cocktail, anyone?
She could try again.
We've got to warn the mayor.
E1 reported that he's already doubled security.
But I guess a call to the newsroom wouldn't hurt.
What's that?
Slug I found in the wall.
Uh, by the way, when I finish this,
I gotta run back to campus
to check on some lab results.
After-hours sale,
or just applying the Winona Ryder discount?
Spider-Man.
Guess you don't know a girl only likes being chased...
up to a point!
Ow!
Seriously, ow!
I wouldn't give them a reason.
They get so jealous when another man pursues me.
The whole N.Y.P.D.'s gonna be pursuing you.
You won't get to the mayor.
How'd you track me?
You have a thing for 30-millimeter carbine tracers...
highly illegal and sold right here.
Oh, I forgot. You're not a paying customer, are you?
My beef isn't with you, Spider-Man.
You usually take on righteous hits.
Why go after our mayor?
Things aren't what they seem.
Now, do you want to walk away,
or should they start shooting?
See you around!
Let him go.
He doesn't have a clue.
I thought the eight-legged freak would never leave.
You get the tape?
No, but something almost as good.
Hmm.
Parker?
He slipped away with the tape
before I could round everyone up.
Don't worry. He'll come running
when he hears his friends are gonna die.
For once, you have a plan that works.
Thank you for calling 911.
Your call is important to us.
Please continue to hold.
911 emergency.
This is an anonymous tip.
There's going to be another attempt on the mayor's life.
May I have your name and the address you're calling from?
If I told you that, it wouldn't be anonymous, would it?
Hey, hi. Do you know where I can find Indira Daimonji?
She said she'd be here.
Hi. Would you...? Do you know...?
Things aren't what they seem.
Huh... the tape.
All right,
let's see how the big boys do it.
Jane Perkins is Silver Sable!
But if she's been masquerading as the mayor's aide,
she'd have had plenty of chances to kill him.
She's after someone else!
Along with the mayor,
visiting European Union commissioner Harlan Tremaine was saved.
Tremaine is to be honored at a gala right here
in Manhattan tomorrow night.
911. Please hold. There's a...
Is this the Peter Parker who took the news video
of the mayor's limo?
Who is this?
Someone you don't want to meet.
I've already been in your apartment.
In that case, I know more than you think.
Your name is Silver Sable,
and you're after Tremaine.
As long as that remains our little secret,
your friends keep breathing.
Where are they? First, a warning.
If you're not where I tell you to be in 10 minutes,
if the cops show up instead,
your little pals are landfill.
Central Park, West 65th.
911. Can I help you?
Hello?
The mayor's assistant, Jane Perkins,
she's gonna kill Harlan Tremaine
at tonight's European Union gala.
The mayor's not the target. It's Tremaine.
- Target acquired! - Move, move, move!
Plan B. Take those kids with us as hostages.
I want to kill them myself.
Jane Perkins. Where?
Help!
They could be right there.
You just had to play reporter
and look deeper at that videotape.
Play reporter? I am a reporter.
You've been on TV once.
At least I've been on TV.
Meow.
I am so sorry. Good.
Time to move.
You argue, you die.
We were scared in there!
Nice shutdown. Time to reboot.
You guys all right?
However, the threat on the mayor's life
has just taken a turn for the worse.
Not moments ago, the mayor's bodyguard
was dumped unconscious from his limo,
which has now broken away from its escort
with the mayor, his aide,
and European Union commissioner Harlan Tremaine inside.
An unidentified female inside the vehicle
has warned police to stay back
or she will take action.
Guess you don't have time for another interview.
Not this time.
Here we go again.
What do you want?
A paycheck, and, frankly,
I think I've earned it.
You, steer.
I know you're after Tremaine.
He's not who you think.
Tremaine's really an international terrorist
known as "The Piranha."
Caught any other big fish stories?
Tremaine was inserted into political circles 10 years ago,
worked his way up to the European Union post
precisely to get what's now being handed to him...
access to the president himself.
I've got all the evidence on my Palm Pilot.
Now let me do my job!
Who do you work for?
Let's just say my benefactors
have the commander in chief's best interests at heart.
Do your employers know
you're taking out everyone in your path?
My orders are "any means necessary."
Now do your country a service and back off!
Huh!
Aah!
Déjà vu much?
Hi.
Thank you, again.
We have got to stop meeting like this.
Sorry. He stays that way until the cops get here.
Seems your friend here was about to take
a new stand on terrorism, a bit more controversial than yours.
It's all here on this Palm Pilot.
Sorry you won't get a chance to visit the White House.
Hmmph.
This is un-freaking-believable!
Hey, life in the big city.
Spider-Man! Stay where you are!
Hey, Pete. I was on my way to class,
but can I come in?
Um, sure. What's up?
I just wanted to come to you first
before Indy said anything.
When we were tied up in the van...
well, high-pressure situation, you know.
I'm sure she understands.
Listen, this is kind of a bad time.
Yes, it's a very bad time.
I'm trying to be friends with you,
but there I was getting jealous.
That's just not...
right.
Hey, M.J.
You wanted us all to be friends, right?
Oh, my God.
Maybe I should go.
No, that's okay.
I was on my way out.
That color looks really good on you.
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