Green Goblin: Spider-Man. This is why only fools are heroes - because you never know when some lunatic will come along with a sadistic choice. Let die the woman you love... or suffer the little children? Make your choice, Spider-Man, and see how a hero is rewarded!
Spider-Man: Don't do it Goblin!
Green Goblin: We are who we choose to
be... now, *choose*!
[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!
Green Goblin: Spider-Man is all but invincible; but Parker, we can destroy him.
Norman Osborn: I can't.
Green Goblin: Betrayal must not be countenanced. Parker must be educated.
Norman Osborn: What do I do?
Green Goblin: Instruct him in the matters of loss and pain. Make him suffer,
make him wish he were dead.
Norman Osborn: Yes?
Green Goblin: And then grant his wish.
Norman Osborn: But how?
Green Goblin: The cunning warrior attacks neither body nor mind.
Norman Osborn: TELL ME HOW!
Green Goblin: The HEART Osborn! First, we attack his
heart!
Uncle Ben: I don't mean to lecture and I don't mean to preach. And I know I'm not your father...
Peter Parker: Then stop pretending to be!
Cop at Fire: [at a burning building, a cop approaches Spider-Man] Hold it right here, you're under arrest! I'm taking you in!
Young Lady at Fire: [a scream is heard in the building] There's somebody still up there!
Spider-Man: I'm going.
Cop at Fire: I'll be here when you get back.
Spider-Man: Not coming back, chief.
Flash Thompson: Think you're pretty funny, don't you, freak?
Mary Jane: Flash, it was just an accident!
Flash Thompson: My fist breaking your teeth, that's the accident.
Mary Jane: C'mon, Flash, stop!
Peter Parker: I don't want to fight you, Flash.
Flash
Thompson: I wouldn't want to fight me, neither.
[upon inspecting Peter Parker's bedroom]
Norman Osborn: A bit of a slob, isn't he?
Aunt May: All brilliant men are.
Mary Jane: I wanna... act. On stage.
Peter Parker: Really? Well that's perfect. You were awesome in all the school plays.
Mary Jane: Really?
Peter Parker: Yeah. I cried like a baby when you played Cinderella.
Mary Jane: Peter, that was first grade.
Peter Parker:
Well, even so...
[in Aunt May's hospital room]
Peter Parker: [relating to M.J. what he supposedly said to Spider-man] I said, um, Spider-man, I said, uh, the great thing about M.J. is when you look in her eyes, and she's looking back in yours, everything feels not quite normal, because you feel stronger, and weaker at the same time. You feel excited, and at the same time, terrified. The
truth is you don't know what you feel, except you know what kind of man you want to be. It's as if you've reached the unreachable, and you weren't ready for it.
Mary Jane: You said that?
Peter Parker: Oh, something like that...