Gwen Stacy: Did you get expelled?
Peter Parker: No. No, I didn't get expelled, I got community service.
[They smile at each other and wait around awkwardly, then Gwen turns to go]
Peter Parker: Um so, uh, you want to, uh... I don't know.
Gwen Stacy: Wanna what?
Peter Parker: I
don't know. Just, uh... Um... I don't know, we could, I don't know, we could uh... Or we could do something else, or we could, with no... We, like, we could...
Gwen Stacy: [Smiling] Yeah.
Peter Parker: Yeah?
Gwen Stacy: Yeah, either one.
Peter Parker: Really?
Gwen Stacy: Sure.
Peter Parker: Okay, all right then. Sounds good.
Gwen Stacy: Cool.
Gwen Stacy: No, Dad, I do not want cocoa. Honestly, I'm 17 years old.
George Stacy: Okay. I just thought I remembered somebody saying last week that her fantasy was to live in a chocolate house.
Gwen Stacy: Well, that's impractical.
[she shuts the door, then reopens it]
Gwen Stacy: And fattening.
[closes the door again]
Peter Parker: Chocolate house.
Spider-Man: I'm gonna throw you out the window now.
Gwen Stacy: What?
Spider-Man: Is that a knife? Is that a real knife?
Car Thief: Yes, it's a real knife.
Spider-Man: My weakness. Small knives. Anything but knives!
Gwen Stacy: [Answering phone] Hi.
Spider-Man: Hey, where are you?
Gwen Stacy: Peter, hi. I'm at Oscorp.
Spider-Man: You have to get out of there right now. Ok?
Gwen Stacy: The antidote is cooking.
Spider-Man: No, no, no. Connors is on the way. He's coming to you
right now.
[spoiler]
Spider-Man: He needs the dispersement device. He's gonna infect the while city!
[/spoiler]
Gwen Stacy: There's eight minutes left.
Spider-Man: You're gonna wait there for eight minutes after what I just told you? People are gonna die! You leave right now. That is an order, ok?
Gwen Stacy: I'm gonna get everybody out.
[Hangs up]
Spider-Man: Did you hear wh-
[Gwen hangs up]
Spider-Man: Gwen! Gwen! You Mother Hubbard. Are you serious?
George Stacy: I was wrong about you, Peter. This city needs you. Here. You're gonna need this.
[gives Peter his Spider-Man mask]
George Stacy: You're gonna make enemies. People will get hurt. Sometimes the people closest to you. So I want you to promise me something, okay? Leave Gwen out of it. Promise me that. Huh? You promise me.
Gwen Stacy: Where have you been?
Peter Parker: Hi.
Gwen Stacy: [spoiler] My father died. There was a funeral.
[/spoiler]
Gwen Stacy: They shot off...
[voice breaking/crying]
Gwen Stacy: rifles and they made speeches. Two of my teacher showed up. And Fl-Flash showed up.
Everyone was there but you.
[Wipes nose]
Peter Parker: [Wipes Gwen's cheek] I can't do this. I can't do this.
[Sniffles]
Peter Parker: I'm sorry. I can't...
Gwen Stacy: What are you saying?
Peter Parker: I can't see you anymore. I can't.
Gwen Stacy: [Begins walking
away, pauses, and turns back toward Peter] He made you promise, didn't he? To stay away from me, so I'd be safe.
[Leaves]
Car Thief Cop: Freeze! You in the tights, don't move!
Spider-Man: You serious?
Car Thief Cop: Who are you?
Spider-Man: No one seems to grasp the concept of the mask.
[Peter walks towards cop]
Car Thief Cop: Freeze!
[starts shooting]
Spider-Man:
[dodges] I just did 80% of your job. Huh? And that - Is that how you repay me?
[throws cop's gun under car]
Ben Parker: You are a lot like your father. You really are, Peter, and that's a good thing. But your father by a philosophy, a principle, really. He believed that if you could do good things for other people, you had a moral obligation to do those things! That's what's at stake here. Not choice. Responsibility.
Peter Parker: That's nice. That's great...
That's all well and good. So where is he?
Ben Parker: What?
Peter Parker: Where is he? Where's my dad? He didn't think it was his responsibility to be here to tell me this himself?
Ben Parker: Oh, come on, how dare you?
Peter Parker: How dare I? How dare you?