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This is the first chunk of my Spidey 3 script, which obviously follows my first two..
The Amazing Spider-Man 3
FADE IN:
1 EXT. GRAND BALLROOM, NEW YORK - DUSK 1
A midnight dark Mercedes limousine pulls to a
slow halt in front of the glittering ballroom on
New York's upper eastside.
A door in the middle of the car opens and out of
it expands- A MAN. Over seven feet tall, hair
as silken black as a slick of oil. He looks like
he military presses tanks while kicking over
little old ladies on walkers for a laugh. He is
MAN-MOUNTAIN MARKO. A one-manned security
force. He dutifully opens the rear passenger
door.
From that door emerges Marko's polar opposite.
A small, aged figure with glistening silver
hair. It's our old friend, mob-boss THE
SILVERMANE.
Marko takes Silvermane's left hand in his and
extends his gigantic right arm around
Silvermane's shoulder, becoming his support
system. Slowly they walk toward the ballroom.
At the entrance is a throng of Silvermane's
waiting gunsels.
2 INT. GRAND BALLROOM - CONTINUOUS 2
The ballroom doors open wide and Silvermane and
his men enter.
Silvermane grimaces at the massive effort
required of him to cross the extended hall. But
a tough old lizard, he continues forth.
That is, until he's greeted by a peculiar bit of
technology- A SMALL, LOW SPEED HOVERING DEVICE.
Silvermane climbs aboard and grasps hold of a
set of handle-bars. This putters him forward,
though still under the watchful guidance of
Marko.
3 INT. MAIN BALLROOM AREA - CONTINUOUS 3
The throng enters the main area, which is filled
with guests.
A closer examination of the faces reveals, that
despite their expensive clothing and equally
expensive lady-escorts, the men who break into
cheers at Silvermane's entrance are the most
evil and dangerous denizens the underworld
conglomerate called "The Maggia" has to offer.
In the center of the expansive room hangs a
monstrous banner which reads simply: "Welcome
Home Silvermane".
It's a banquet fit for royalty. Gourmet food
and drink, the expense of which could feed a 3rd
world village for a month. But such thoughts
could never occur to this crowd.
Silvermane dismounts from his hover device and
takes a seat at the center of the large dining
table occupying the far end of the banquet hall.
The standing ovation continues.
Slowly the near-fossilized crime boss rises from
his chair giving a Caesar-esque wave of greeting
to his people. He clears his throat.
SILVERMANE
-I want to say how deeply it
touches me to see so many friendly
faces across this hall.. Wealth
does not make a man great.. Power
does not make a man great. But
only- only the loyalty of his
friends can make a man great. For
within loyalty, within friendship
there is strength. And strength
generates power. And power
generates bountiful wealth.
Without you, my friends, I am
nothing.
A thunderous voice assaults Silvermane from the
entry way.
VOICE
Unfortunate words..
All eyes turn to the door. Standing there,
surrounded by his own entourage of unsavory
gunmen is WILSON FISK, referred to by most as
THE KINGPIN. Just under seven feet, his girth
makes the difference. He's built like a well-fed
Sumo, with arms that could bear hug, well, a
bear..
SILVERMANE
Well, well, Mr. Fisk. This ancient
heart beats faster at the sight of
you.
KINGPIN
How could I not extend a warm
greeting to my old mentor.. Having
just tasted new freedom, after
being delivered into the
unfriendly arms of the law by
Spider-Man three years ago? But as
you've been out of the mainstream
for so long, I have to say that
business associates call me the
Kingpin.
SILVERMANE
A quaint title my friend.. But not
one that I can get my head around
considering the you were but one
of my many enforcers. I'm more
comfortable with Wilson. Or as my
new protégé' Marko might refer to
you- "Wee Willie".
With that The Man-Mountain rises from his chair,
ready to attack on Silvermane's signal.
Kingpin is visibly angered.
KINGPIN
Well, I think we'll just have to
cut him down to size..
Kingpin's men draw their weapons and open fire.
Silvermane's men return fire as Marko protects
Silvermane with his enormous frame.
4 EXT. GRAND BALLROOM - CONTINUOUS 4
A DARK FIGURE descends slowly- HEAD FIRST to
peer into one of the many-storied high windows
at the melee' within.
The explosion of gunfire REFLECTS within silver
lenses. SPIDER-MAN strings his camera from an
above ledge to begin automatically shooting
pictures.
SPIDER-MAN
I knew following Silvermane's limo
would lead to something juicy,
what with all the gang warfare
that's been breaking out lately..
And now for my grand entrance..
5 INT. MAIN BALLROOM AREA - CONTINUOUS 5
THE WINDOW EXPLODES. GLASS RAINS DOWN UPON THE
WARRING HOODLUMS AND GIVES THEM PAUSE.
They all watch as the inhumanly agile form of
Spider-Man loops into the hall on his webline.
SPIDER-MAN
I hope you gentlemen are aware
that your security deposit is
forfeit-
KINGPIN
Insect! You shouldn't have
interfered!
Spider-Man swings low and begins tossing the
thugs about like so many leaves. Spidey hogties
them with webbing as he moves along.
SPIDER-MAN
I figured my invitation just got
lost in the mail.. Nobody's been
a better buddy to you boys than
me! Who else keeps you on the
straight and narrow? Listens to
your problems? Beats you to a pulp?
As the crooks scatter like cockroaches to avoid
Spider-man's assault, they forget their desire
to kill each other.
SPIDER-MAN
(continuing)
And to be honest Fisk, I was
worried you'd eat your way through
this entire banquet and wind up
with a tummy-ache!
Spider-Man swings in landing just feet away from
Kingpin.
SPIDER-MAN
(continuing)
-And now it's time to turn the
Kingpin into a tenpin..
KINGPIN
More like it's time I made this a
bug-free zone..
Kingpin lifts his diamond-tipped cane. He aims
it at Spider-Man and a BOLT OF ENERGY PLASMA IS
RELEASED. Spidey somersaults to dodge it.
SPIDER-MAN
Whoa! I see Weight Watchers
turning their back on you has left
you a little grumpy!
Spider-Man continues to dodge the BLASTS as he
closes in on Kingpin.
SPIDER-MAN
(continuing)
Don't worry Fisk- I understand the
prison system has a great fitness
program- They'll have you in swim-
suit shape and turning the boys'
heads in ten to fifteen years!
With that, Kingpin lowers his cane and crouches
like a linebacker.
KINGPIN
Still think this is fat, you
little web-dribbling punk? This is
super-dense, spider crushing
muscle! Come- take your best shot-
Kingpin bends his arms back creating a generous
opening for Spider-Man. Spidey shrugs.
SPIDER-MAN
Never let it be said that Spidey
doesn't appreciate a freebie-
Spider-man ***** his right arm.
SPIDER-MAN
(continuing)
Now you're going to feel a slight
pinch-
Spider-Man slams a hard punch into Kingpin's mid-
section. But with the combination of Kingpins
bracing himself and Spider-Man's penchant for
not hitting anything human with all his power,
Fisk is unmoved. Nonetheless, Spidey is
impressed.
SPIDER-MAN
(continuing)
Heh.. Well, all that's got to keep
you warm in the winter months..
But it won't save you from this-
Spider-Man lunges again. Kingpin braces himself
for a harder punch. But Spidey doesn't punch
him. Instead, Spider-Man grasps Kingpin at the
mid-section. Spidey then arches his back and
lifts Kingpin, suplexing Kingpin over his head.
Kingpin lands with a QUAKE THAT SHATTERS THE
CHAMPAGNE GLASSES.
Spider-Man stands over the fallen Fisk.
SPIDER-MAN
(continuing)
Muscle huh? Well that's a heart
healthy point for you- and a point
for me, since muscle is heavier
than fat- It's got to wear you out
picking all of that up every time
I knock you down.. And Somehow I
don't see you out-maneuvering me..
Kingpin rolls his massive form over and angrily
begins to rise.
SPIDER-MAN
(continuing)
But don't ask me to stop with the
fat jokes, apple cheeks.. I think
it brings us closer..
Kingpin is on his feet and about to charge.
Spidey is ready to intercept him- when Spider-
Man is tackled from behind- And finds himself
in the grips of Man-Mountain Marko.
MARKO
-I owe ya for busting my boss
creep-
Spider-Man slips free and monkey tosses Marko.
Spidey flips to his feet.
SPIDER-MAN
So.. Mongo wants to play too? Give
me a second to spin a web ball big
bones- and you can fetch it-
At that moment POLICE burst through the doors.
Tossing smoke bombs and attacking anyone in
sight, the pandemonium is multiplied tenfold.
Kingpin uses the cover of smoke to slip away.
Marko races to Silvermane's side.
Silvermane coughs, easily overcome by the smoke.
Unable to speak he points toward a panel on the
wall. Marko hits it and a secret door opens.
MARKO
Good thing we own this place..
Marko quickly lifts Silvermane and disappears
with him into the wall.
Spider-Man climbs to the ceiling of the hall,
trying to get a vantage point. But between the
smoke and scattering crooks, Spidey sees no sign
of either Kingpin or Silvermane.
SPIDER-MAN (V.O.)
Looks like the bosses have
disappeared.. Since the fight's
been taken out of them- I'll leave
the foot soldiers for the cops..
Spider-Man swings back to the outside of the
building and fetches his camera.
SPIDER-MAN (V.O.)
(continuing)
I've got enough pics for JJJ and
my daily dose of adrenaline.
6 EXT. MANHATTAN SKYLINE - EVENING 6
Spider-Man swings his way across the skyline
displaying his impossible grace and agility.
SPIDER-MAN (V.O.)
-It's all I can do to deal with
the loneliness since Gwen's been
gone..
7 INT. OXFORD UNIVERSITY, ENGLAND - DAY 7
GWEN STACY carries a stack of ancient, dusty
hard-cover books, maneuvering within an equally
ancient and dusty library.
She makes a beeline toward the desk of DR. MILES
WARREN, depositing the pile next to him.
Only the THUMP of books landing shifts Warren's
focus from the page he's currently perusing.
WARREN
-thank you so much Gwen..
GWEN
No problem Dr. Warren.. I guess if
that's it, I'll be clocking out
for the day..
WARREN
-Big plans for the evening?
GWEN
-Uh.. Yeah.. If you consider an
evening of Canasta with my Aunt
and Uncle big plans..
WARREN
-Don't you have anyone closer to
your age to run with?
GWEN
Well, in a bit of irony, my
cousins Jill and Paul are abroad
this month. They couldn't change
their plans by the time I'd
confirmed I was coming over here.
But it's okay.. Since my father's
death.. Quiet is what I need. But
you can understand that..
WARREN
Yes.. My wife's death a year ago
shook me to my foundations.. It
was a Godsend, this project..
GWEN
And working with you provides me
with the needed distraction.. Not
to mention college credits..
WARREN
..Have you spoken with Peter?
GWEN
We've e-mailed each other a few
times.. And he called me last
week..
WARREN
The two of you seemed so happy..
GWEN
We were, but.. Peter and I are a
whole new level of complexity..
We're like the Rubik's cube of
relationships..
WARREN
Do you think you can get all the
sides to line-up?
GWEN
(Pause)
I just don't know, Doctor.. I
never solved a Rubik's cube..
Warren finds himself staring deeply into her
eyes. He snaps backward to cover his sudden
discomfort.
The Amazing Spider-Man 3
FADE IN:
1 EXT. GRAND BALLROOM, NEW YORK - DUSK 1
A midnight dark Mercedes limousine pulls to a
slow halt in front of the glittering ballroom on
New York's upper eastside.
A door in the middle of the car opens and out of
it expands- A MAN. Over seven feet tall, hair
as silken black as a slick of oil. He looks like
he military presses tanks while kicking over
little old ladies on walkers for a laugh. He is
MAN-MOUNTAIN MARKO. A one-manned security
force. He dutifully opens the rear passenger
door.
From that door emerges Marko's polar opposite.
A small, aged figure with glistening silver
hair. It's our old friend, mob-boss THE
SILVERMANE.
Marko takes Silvermane's left hand in his and
extends his gigantic right arm around
Silvermane's shoulder, becoming his support
system. Slowly they walk toward the ballroom.
At the entrance is a throng of Silvermane's
waiting gunsels.
2 INT. GRAND BALLROOM - CONTINUOUS 2
The ballroom doors open wide and Silvermane and
his men enter.
Silvermane grimaces at the massive effort
required of him to cross the extended hall. But
a tough old lizard, he continues forth.
That is, until he's greeted by a peculiar bit of
technology- A SMALL, LOW SPEED HOVERING DEVICE.
Silvermane climbs aboard and grasps hold of a
set of handle-bars. This putters him forward,
though still under the watchful guidance of
Marko.
3 INT. MAIN BALLROOM AREA - CONTINUOUS 3
The throng enters the main area, which is filled
with guests.
A closer examination of the faces reveals, that
despite their expensive clothing and equally
expensive lady-escorts, the men who break into
cheers at Silvermane's entrance are the most
evil and dangerous denizens the underworld
conglomerate called "The Maggia" has to offer.
In the center of the expansive room hangs a
monstrous banner which reads simply: "Welcome
Home Silvermane".
It's a banquet fit for royalty. Gourmet food
and drink, the expense of which could feed a 3rd
world village for a month. But such thoughts
could never occur to this crowd.
Silvermane dismounts from his hover device and
takes a seat at the center of the large dining
table occupying the far end of the banquet hall.
The standing ovation continues.
Slowly the near-fossilized crime boss rises from
his chair giving a Caesar-esque wave of greeting
to his people. He clears his throat.
SILVERMANE
-I want to say how deeply it
touches me to see so many friendly
faces across this hall.. Wealth
does not make a man great.. Power
does not make a man great. But
only- only the loyalty of his
friends can make a man great. For
within loyalty, within friendship
there is strength. And strength
generates power. And power
generates bountiful wealth.
Without you, my friends, I am
nothing.
A thunderous voice assaults Silvermane from the
entry way.
VOICE
Unfortunate words..
All eyes turn to the door. Standing there,
surrounded by his own entourage of unsavory
gunmen is WILSON FISK, referred to by most as
THE KINGPIN. Just under seven feet, his girth
makes the difference. He's built like a well-fed
Sumo, with arms that could bear hug, well, a
bear..
SILVERMANE
Well, well, Mr. Fisk. This ancient
heart beats faster at the sight of
you.
KINGPIN
How could I not extend a warm
greeting to my old mentor.. Having
just tasted new freedom, after
being delivered into the
unfriendly arms of the law by
Spider-Man three years ago? But as
you've been out of the mainstream
for so long, I have to say that
business associates call me the
Kingpin.
SILVERMANE
A quaint title my friend.. But not
one that I can get my head around
considering the you were but one
of my many enforcers. I'm more
comfortable with Wilson. Or as my
new protégé' Marko might refer to
you- "Wee Willie".
With that The Man-Mountain rises from his chair,
ready to attack on Silvermane's signal.
Kingpin is visibly angered.
KINGPIN
Well, I think we'll just have to
cut him down to size..
Kingpin's men draw their weapons and open fire.
Silvermane's men return fire as Marko protects
Silvermane with his enormous frame.
4 EXT. GRAND BALLROOM - CONTINUOUS 4
A DARK FIGURE descends slowly- HEAD FIRST to
peer into one of the many-storied high windows
at the melee' within.
The explosion of gunfire REFLECTS within silver
lenses. SPIDER-MAN strings his camera from an
above ledge to begin automatically shooting
pictures.
SPIDER-MAN
I knew following Silvermane's limo
would lead to something juicy,
what with all the gang warfare
that's been breaking out lately..
And now for my grand entrance..
5 INT. MAIN BALLROOM AREA - CONTINUOUS 5
THE WINDOW EXPLODES. GLASS RAINS DOWN UPON THE
WARRING HOODLUMS AND GIVES THEM PAUSE.
They all watch as the inhumanly agile form of
Spider-Man loops into the hall on his webline.
SPIDER-MAN
I hope you gentlemen are aware
that your security deposit is
forfeit-
KINGPIN
Insect! You shouldn't have
interfered!
Spider-Man swings low and begins tossing the
thugs about like so many leaves. Spidey hogties
them with webbing as he moves along.
SPIDER-MAN
I figured my invitation just got
lost in the mail.. Nobody's been
a better buddy to you boys than
me! Who else keeps you on the
straight and narrow? Listens to
your problems? Beats you to a pulp?
As the crooks scatter like cockroaches to avoid
Spider-man's assault, they forget their desire
to kill each other.
SPIDER-MAN
(continuing)
And to be honest Fisk, I was
worried you'd eat your way through
this entire banquet and wind up
with a tummy-ache!
Spider-Man swings in landing just feet away from
Kingpin.
SPIDER-MAN
(continuing)
-And now it's time to turn the
Kingpin into a tenpin..
KINGPIN
More like it's time I made this a
bug-free zone..
Kingpin lifts his diamond-tipped cane. He aims
it at Spider-Man and a BOLT OF ENERGY PLASMA IS
RELEASED. Spidey somersaults to dodge it.
SPIDER-MAN
Whoa! I see Weight Watchers
turning their back on you has left
you a little grumpy!
Spider-Man continues to dodge the BLASTS as he
closes in on Kingpin.
SPIDER-MAN
(continuing)
Don't worry Fisk- I understand the
prison system has a great fitness
program- They'll have you in swim-
suit shape and turning the boys'
heads in ten to fifteen years!
With that, Kingpin lowers his cane and crouches
like a linebacker.
KINGPIN
Still think this is fat, you
little web-dribbling punk? This is
super-dense, spider crushing
muscle! Come- take your best shot-
Kingpin bends his arms back creating a generous
opening for Spider-Man. Spidey shrugs.
SPIDER-MAN
Never let it be said that Spidey
doesn't appreciate a freebie-
Spider-man ***** his right arm.
SPIDER-MAN
(continuing)
Now you're going to feel a slight
pinch-
Spider-Man slams a hard punch into Kingpin's mid-
section. But with the combination of Kingpins
bracing himself and Spider-Man's penchant for
not hitting anything human with all his power,
Fisk is unmoved. Nonetheless, Spidey is
impressed.
SPIDER-MAN
(continuing)
Heh.. Well, all that's got to keep
you warm in the winter months..
But it won't save you from this-
Spider-Man lunges again. Kingpin braces himself
for a harder punch. But Spidey doesn't punch
him. Instead, Spider-Man grasps Kingpin at the
mid-section. Spidey then arches his back and
lifts Kingpin, suplexing Kingpin over his head.
Kingpin lands with a QUAKE THAT SHATTERS THE
CHAMPAGNE GLASSES.
Spider-Man stands over the fallen Fisk.
SPIDER-MAN
(continuing)
Muscle huh? Well that's a heart
healthy point for you- and a point
for me, since muscle is heavier
than fat- It's got to wear you out
picking all of that up every time
I knock you down.. And Somehow I
don't see you out-maneuvering me..
Kingpin rolls his massive form over and angrily
begins to rise.
SPIDER-MAN
(continuing)
But don't ask me to stop with the
fat jokes, apple cheeks.. I think
it brings us closer..
Kingpin is on his feet and about to charge.
Spidey is ready to intercept him- when Spider-
Man is tackled from behind- And finds himself
in the grips of Man-Mountain Marko.
MARKO
-I owe ya for busting my boss
creep-
Spider-Man slips free and monkey tosses Marko.
Spidey flips to his feet.
SPIDER-MAN
So.. Mongo wants to play too? Give
me a second to spin a web ball big
bones- and you can fetch it-
At that moment POLICE burst through the doors.
Tossing smoke bombs and attacking anyone in
sight, the pandemonium is multiplied tenfold.
Kingpin uses the cover of smoke to slip away.
Marko races to Silvermane's side.
Silvermane coughs, easily overcome by the smoke.
Unable to speak he points toward a panel on the
wall. Marko hits it and a secret door opens.
MARKO
Good thing we own this place..
Marko quickly lifts Silvermane and disappears
with him into the wall.
Spider-Man climbs to the ceiling of the hall,
trying to get a vantage point. But between the
smoke and scattering crooks, Spidey sees no sign
of either Kingpin or Silvermane.
SPIDER-MAN (V.O.)
Looks like the bosses have
disappeared.. Since the fight's
been taken out of them- I'll leave
the foot soldiers for the cops..
Spider-Man swings back to the outside of the
building and fetches his camera.
SPIDER-MAN (V.O.)
(continuing)
I've got enough pics for JJJ and
my daily dose of adrenaline.
6 EXT. MANHATTAN SKYLINE - EVENING 6
Spider-Man swings his way across the skyline
displaying his impossible grace and agility.
SPIDER-MAN (V.O.)
-It's all I can do to deal with
the loneliness since Gwen's been
gone..
7 INT. OXFORD UNIVERSITY, ENGLAND - DAY 7
GWEN STACY carries a stack of ancient, dusty
hard-cover books, maneuvering within an equally
ancient and dusty library.
She makes a beeline toward the desk of DR. MILES
WARREN, depositing the pile next to him.
Only the THUMP of books landing shifts Warren's
focus from the page he's currently perusing.
WARREN
-thank you so much Gwen..
GWEN
No problem Dr. Warren.. I guess if
that's it, I'll be clocking out
for the day..
WARREN
-Big plans for the evening?
GWEN
-Uh.. Yeah.. If you consider an
evening of Canasta with my Aunt
and Uncle big plans..
WARREN
-Don't you have anyone closer to
your age to run with?
GWEN
Well, in a bit of irony, my
cousins Jill and Paul are abroad
this month. They couldn't change
their plans by the time I'd
confirmed I was coming over here.
But it's okay.. Since my father's
death.. Quiet is what I need. But
you can understand that..
WARREN
Yes.. My wife's death a year ago
shook me to my foundations.. It
was a Godsend, this project..
GWEN
And working with you provides me
with the needed distraction.. Not
to mention college credits..
WARREN
..Have you spoken with Peter?
GWEN
We've e-mailed each other a few
times.. And he called me last
week..
WARREN
The two of you seemed so happy..
GWEN
We were, but.. Peter and I are a
whole new level of complexity..
We're like the Rubik's cube of
relationships..
WARREN
Do you think you can get all the
sides to line-up?
GWEN
(Pause)
I just don't know, Doctor.. I
never solved a Rubik's cube..
Warren finds himself staring deeply into her
eyes. He snaps backward to cover his sudden
discomfort.