Here's the entry from the fanfic. I would really love to see this type shot in the movie. I would of loved to have seen it in SM1 and SM2 also. The closet we came was in SM1, after Peter caught Uncle Ben's killer.
It gives us so much more of Peter's character IMO, giving us the same capability as thought balloons in the comics. Use it Sam... USE IT!!!!
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Chapter 4 - The Curtain Rises Page 6
The old clock tower struck 12:00 midnight.
He sat motionless... looking at "it".
The rain beat down on him in torrents, as the heavens cried that night. Tonight, they would have company.
The dark silhouette of a man, crouched on the ledge, 40+ stories in the air. No one noticed. No one cared. No one looked up.
Hardly anyone ever looks up, in the daytime, much less nighttime, must less on such a miserable night like tonight.
Lightning flashes... and we see the familar red and blue clad figure, crouched next to "Bruce". His usual place, looking down on the usual... and "it".
"It"... the new addition to the neighborhood.
Spider-Man (to Bruce): Bet they didn't even ask you, before they put "her" up... did they Bruce.
Bruce (no answer). Bruce was like that. Man (?) of few words, but even so, he said soo much. And what he lacked in words, he more than made up for in listening.
Spider-Man, stood up in the pouring rain, and looped his arm around the granite wing of Bruce. As per his usual... Bruce didn't complain, or reject the approach.
Granite Gargoyles are good about that.
Spider-Man (talking to Bruce): She's a beauty, ain't she Bruce? What do you think, is she everything I told you she was? I've told you so much about her all those nights, you must feel you know her by heart. And here she is, the new neighbor.
Spidey gestures to the Emma Rose Perfume Ad billboard on top of the building across the way, being barraged by the downpour, but MJ, demure smile on her face, undaunted... continues her tease of one Peter Parker, and the rest of New York City.
Spider-Man: Well Bruce, let's recap shall we. No complaints from you? Good. You're the best Bruce!
*from a balled first, Peter raises the index finger...
1) My job sucks. JJ is on my case about bringing in something big about Spider-Man. He's hellbent on proving that Spider-Man is up to something. Sheesh... I should be so lucky to be "up" on "anything".
*second finger raised...
2) Dr. Connors. School. No child may be left behind. But this "gifted" student might just be left behind by Dr. Connors.
On top of that, the research session with Dr. Connors runs late, and Dr. Connors... Dr. Connors... somethings not right there, just cant put my finger on it yet though.
*third finger...
3) Harry says more than 3 words in a row to me, first time in several months, and 2 or more are actual words other than grunts, and how do I respond? I shut him down faster than a Vice Church Bingo Raid.
*fourth and final finger...
4) Assigned a new labmate for a major lab exam, and while the scenery is nice... I have no idea of how much gold is in the landscape. With my luck, she probably can't spell H2O, if I spotted her two letters. And strangely... I'm really not sure if I mind Bruce?!?
*the thumb... Spiderman standing in the rain, 40+ stories up... would appear in a surreal scene, to be offering to shake with a stone Gargoyle... Only in NYC...
5) Her. (gesturing at the billbaord... smiling demurely back at them). What can I say. Boy sees girl for first time, love at first sight, boy loves girl from afar, girl never gives time of day to boy, boy changes, girl changes, girl tells boy he loves him, boy can't have what boy wants... boy wants to curl up and die.
What's that Bruce... feeling sorry for myself again you say.
Seems like that ole Peter Parker luck is running par for the course.
*He lets out a sigh... as we hear a thwip, as a webline shoots out as a flash of lightning, brighter than the rest illuminates the building and Bruce.
*Spider-Man is gone*
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