EXT. FIRE ESCAPE - NIGHT

MILES: Hey, are you okay?

PETER: No I’m not.

MILES: What’s going on with your body?

PETER: I don’t think my atoms are real jazzed about being in the wrong dimension. (glitches) Look, I’m not looking for a side gig as a Spider-Man coach. I got a lot going on in my dimension, like a lot.

MILES: With great power comes great--

PETER: Don’t you dare finish that sentence-- don’t do it. I’m sick of it. (glitches) Want my advice? Go back to being a regular kid--

MILES: I don’t have a choice. Kingpin’s got a supercollider. He’s trying to kill me.

PETER: Wait a second, what did you just say?

MILES: Kingpin’s trying to kill me.

PETER: Who cares about that? Where’s the collider?

MILES: Brooklyn. Under Fisk Tower.

PETER: Goodbye!

Peter starts WALKING DOWN THE BUILDING. Miles sttuggles to FOLLOW. (Note: rest of scene staged like a classic NYC movie “walk and talk” but IT’S VERTICAL...and one of the participants HASN’T LEARNED TO WALK YET)

MILES: Where are you going?

PETER: When it runs again, I’ll just jump in and get back to my life--

MILES: You can’t let them run it. I’m supposed to destroy it so it never runs again or everyone’s gonna die--

PETER: (mocking) Or everyone’s going to die. That is what they always say. But there’s always a little bit of time before everybody dies, and that’s when I do my best work.

MILES: Aren’t you going to need this?

Miles produces the goober.

PETER: Ah, you have a goober. Give it.

Peter reaches out. Miles holds it back.

MILES: (holding it back) Wait, no. Not so fast. He called it an override key.

PETER: There’s always a bypass key, a virus key, a who-cares key I can never remember so I just call it a goober. Give it.

MILES: I need it to destroy the collider.

PETER: I need it to go home!

Miles puts it in his mouth.

MILES: (mouth full) No! I’ll swallow it, don’t play with me!

PETER: What?

Peter starts to walk again, knowing he’ll provoke a response.

MILES: (mouth full) I said--

Without even looking at Miles, Peter nonchalantly webs the goober right out of Miles mouth.

MILES: Hey!

PETER: The collider created a portal that brought me here. And I have to g-- (realizing) Did you break this?

MILES: No, it... broke. I don’t remember what happened.

PETER: This is why I never had kids, this is why I never did that.

MILES: Can’t we make another one?

PETER: No, we can’t do anything. Thanks to you I have to re-steal what your guy stole from Alchemax and make another one of these.

MILES: Look, if I don’t turn off the collider after you leave, everyone in this city, my parents, my uncle, and millions of others will die, and you’re just gonna go home and leave me here to figure this out for myself? You good with that, Spider-Man?

PETER: Yeah.

Peter walks away over the top of the building and disappears from sight.

Miles, utterly defeated sits down on the wall. With his head in his hands.

Peter peeks his head back over the ledge. Not so far below the surface is the guy who used to care, but...

PETER: What are you doing?

MILES: Making you feel guilty. Is it working?

PETER: How could it, no-- Look at me, does it look like it’s working? No it’s.. no it’s... ohhhh... (screaming into his jacket) Ahhh!!! No! No! Do not let him win!

Miles raises his head up to see Peter walk back towards him.

PETER: Alright kid you win. (then) C’mon, we don’t have a second to lose.

Miles smiles.