INT. ALCHEMAX LABS - VENT

Miles crawls through. He follows Kingpin, with Tombstone, marching through the halls below. Kingpin blocks light from below as he walks.

MILES: (whispering) Peter! Peter--

Miles isn't looking where he’s going, so he fails to notice the LARGE BUTT ahead, CRASHING INTO IT.

MILES: Peter!

PETER: Yeah, what are you doing here?!

MILES: Kingpin's here! Just move over!

Miles tries to worm up next to Peter. Miles and Peter complain like two brothers sharing a sleeping bag.

PETER: C'mon! You’re stepping on my foot!

MILES: Move a little to your right--

PETER: Go back outside!

MILES: No, I can't sit there and just let Spider-Man die without doing anything about it. I'm not doing that again.

Peter reacts. Softens.

MILES: What?

PETER: (thinks it over) Most people I meet in the workplace try to kill me, so, you're a nice change of pace.

HEAD SCIENTIST (O.S.): Uh, Mr. Fisk!

BELOW THE VENTS, the Head Scientist leads Kingpin to a computer.

HEAD SCIENTIST: Look at this data. I know you can't really understand it, but these are really good numbers.

INT. LAB - CONTINUOUS

She goes to the computer and enters her password.

PETER: And... I got the password!

HEAD SCIENTIST: (shows photos of cluster poles and busses, etc.) Uh, Mr. Fisk. If we fire again this week, there could be a black hole under Brooklyn. You see this? And this? This is multiple dimensions beginning to crash into each other.

VENTS: Miles and Peter listen. Miles growing very nervous Peter noticing.

PETER: (reassuring) This is pretty standard Spider-Man stakes, you get used to it. Watch this, he's going to say ‘you've got 24 hours!'

KINGPIN: You’ve got twenty-four hours.

HEAD SCIENTIST: What this means is that there could be a rupture in the space time continuum.

PETER: Oooh, that’s bad. Actually everything she said was bad, I was lying before.

The group below is EXITING. As they do Peter SPRINGS INTO ACTION.

Peter climbs out of the air vent and smoothly crawls upside down along a ceiling duct and jumps down. He starts hacking into the scientist's computer. He hears her off-screen talking to Fisk.

HEAD SCIENTIST (O.S.): Okay, hold on, let me show you some more data.

Peter looks back, sees Miles out of the vent.

PETER: What’re you doing, bud?

Miles exerts himself, trying to unstick. He shakes his head.

MILES: I can't move!

PETER: Okay, relax your fingers! We don't have time. Just “let go,” be in the moment!

MILES: I am in the moment, it's a terrible moment!

CUT OUTSIDE TO Kingpin and the Head Scientist.

HEAD SCIENTIST: I’m not refusing--

KINGPIN: No more excuses!

HEAD SCIENTIST: I just need more time.

CUT BACK INSIDE TO MILES.

PETER: They're right there, they're going to see you! Miles, you gotta unstick. What do you do to relax?

MILES: Relax. Okay...

Beat. Miles begins to sing his song from the opening.

PETER: Oh, for crying out loud.

Miles starts humming to himself. He unsticks a finger. Then another. Starts to move his hands.

The rest of MILES' fingers come unstuck and Miles starts to FALL. Miles and the metal duct CRASH TO THE GROUND with a huge CLANG!

PETER: Teenagers, just the worst.