Arr!
Ha ha.
- Huzzah! - Yeah.
Ha ha.
Cool.
Woo-hoo!
[RADIO CHATTER]
MAN: Huh?
Surprise!
It's Doctor Octopus.
Jump on. - Come on.
Got him.
We need backup.
We got a code three, I mean, four.
Definitely a four.
Ah, to kick back and watch earth's
petty struggles from the comfort of my Asgardian snow fort.
It's no throne of Asgard yet, but it's home.
I have come for the beta burst missile.
[LAUGHING]
And this ridiculous mortal who dares set himself
above his fellows, Doctor Otto Octavius,
prepare to be punked by the hand of Loki.
[NON-ENGLISH SPEECH]
Well put my henchman.
Now behold my latest bit of trickery.
Heimdall's eyeballs.
You are one sorry Totori.
[WHINE]
[NON-ENGLISH SPEECH]
[GRUNTING]
An enchanted snowball that overloads
a super being's powers beyond anything ever seen.
It's called Norn Frost and eight out of nine realms
surveyed don't recommended it.
An Octavius overload should really mess
with that annoying Spider-Man.
Ha ha ha.
Woo!
Yeah!
How do I do this all day and not get nauseated?
Good question, Spider-Man.
Huh?
Nick Fury?
SHIELD needs your help.
Your old foe Doc Oc--
Would you stop swinging?
Doc Oc is attacking a secret SHIELD base.
A secret base?
Where?
A tropical island?
Inside a volcano?
On a satellite?
[SIGH].
New Jersey.
Oh.
Jersey.
All right.
I'm on it.
Otto Octavius, here I come.
Tell me which way to the beta burst missile.
I don't know what you're talking about.
Norn Frost away.
What's that?
Get him!
Now's our chance!
Operation pile on.
Ohhh.
This I like.
Oh no.
I said, which way to the beta burst missile?
I'll never tell you.
Ah!
It's building six, building six!
[SIGH] Oh, I'm so fired.
I regret [INAUDIBLE].
Don't get up fellows.
I can reach it from here.
[LAUGHING]
Where's that back up?
What exotic local did you go superheroing
in this weekend, Peter?
New Jersey?
Awesome.
Welcome Spider-Man.
These mortals were no match for me.
Definitely a code five.
I'm in overload.
What's an overload?
He asked trepidatiously.
How the heck should I know?
The name just came to me.
I did it.
My mystic master wishes me to seal your doom.
Ow!
Uh, you lost me there snake arms.
What mystic master and why?
Oh, I have my reasons.
Besides there's nothing else on.
Thanks Patsy.
When we come back, one of my favorite things crafts
made from repurposed dryer lint.
How about that, huh?
Yuck.
Hey Oc, you're getting a little grabby.
Yuh!
Ah!
Arr! - Missed me.
Try again.
Agh!
Ah!
Ooh!
How about this time I stand by these high voltage wires, k?
Oor agh!
Last thing, I-- ah ah ah ah.
Oh!
Well, that went great.
Did somebody order the fried calamari?
You know, calamari, Oc.
Oh, never mind.
[TRUCK HORN]
What took you so long?
Oop!
I ran out of web fluid on the Garden State Parkway.
Thanks buddy!
[TRUCK HORN]
Oof!
Good work Spider-Man.
Hey, but I don't have cab fare.
Ah, I got to walk all the way to Queens.
Great.
Now I'm all angst ridden.
Ooo ah!
What?
My Octavius overload defeated so easily?
Tuh!
This isn't over!
Really?
Oh, where was-- Henchman, the lights, please.