It's 10:00 at night. Peter Parker and Norman Osborn are on the roof of a building. Peter Parker is passed out. Norman Osborn says wake up little spider, wake up, no you're not dead... Yet.

Norman Osborn says just paralyzed, temporarily. Peter Parker comes to while being a little dazed. Norman Osborn says your an amazing creature Spiderman... You and I are not so different?!! Peter Parker says I'm not like you... You're a murderer!! Norman Osborn devilishly says well, to each his own. Norman Osborn says I chose my path, you chose the way of the hero... And they found you amusing for a while, the people of this city. Norman Osborn says but the one thing they love more than a hero... Is to see a hero fail, fall, die trying.

Norman Osborn says in spite of everything you've done for them, eventually they will hate you. Norman Osborn says why bother? Peter Parker says because... It's right. Norman Osborn taps Peter Parker on the head and says 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 onto their shoulders. Norman Osborn says you, me, we're exceptional. Norman Osborn angrily says I could squash you like a bug right now, but I'm offering you a choice: join me. Norman Osborn says 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!

Norman Osborn says is that what you want? Norman Osborn jumps onto his glider and flies away while devilishly saying think about it, hero!