The Amazing Spider-Man 2 (2014)
Aunt May: What happened to your face? It's filthy.
Peter Parker: It is?
Aunt May: Yes!
Peter Parker: Oh, yeah, yeah, I was cleaning the chimney.
Aunt May: We have no chimney.
Peter Parker: Whaaat?
Gwen Stacy: I'm coming with you.
Spider-Man: Gwen, you're not coming with me.
Gwen Stacy: Yes, I am.
Spider-Man: Gwen, it's too dangerous.
Gwen Stacy: I'm coming with you. I've seen the grid specs and I know how to reset the entire system.
Gwen Stacy: I'm coming with you! You need me!
Spider-Man: Okay, shut up. You're coming with me! Shut the thing.
[webs her wrist to the hood of a police car]
Spider-Man: [swinging away] Sorry. I love you. Don't hate me.
Gwen Stacy: PETER!
[covers her mouth]
Aunt May: Hey, wait. What are you doing? What are you doing? No, I do the laundry.
Peter Parker: I'm doing my laundry.
Aunt May: No, I do the laundry. No, I this is my job. I've been doing your laundry since you were 6 years old.
Peter Parker: I understand that. I'm in college now. I think it's time I took care of my own dirty underwear.
Aunt May: Last time you did it, you turned everything blue and red, so no.
Peter Parker: That was a mistake. Because I washing the American flag. My... Can I just please just...?
Aunt May: No one washes a flag.
Peter Parker: I do, and I won't anymore.
Aunt May: This is my machine.
Peter Parker: Fine. It's just underwear.
Aunt May: This is laundry, my home, my machine. Back off, eat your breakfast.
Peter Parker: All right, laundry sheriff. I'll do it later.
Harry Osborn: It's been 10 years. What have you been up to?
Peter Parker: I do some web designs.
Peter Parker: I'm so sorry I'm late, I had a traffic thing.
Gwen Stacy: Did your "traffic jam" have anything to do with, I don't know, being shot at by machine guns?
Peter Parker: Yeah, I was implying that.
Spider-Man: On behalf of the fine people of New York and real rhinos everywhere, I ask you to put your mechanized paws in the air!
Aleksei Sytsevich: Never! I crush you, I kill you! I destroy you!
Peter Parker: Everyday I wake up knowing that no matter how many lives I protect, no matter how many people call me a hero, someone even more powerful could change everything.
Peter Parker: You know what it is I love about being Spider-Man? Everything!
Electro: You're too late, Spider-Man. I designed this power grid. Now I'm gonna take back what is rightfully mine. I will control everything. And I will be like a god to them.
Spider-Man: A god named Sparkles?
Spider-Man: You want me to come down there so you can kill me?
Aleksei Sytsevich: Yeah!
Spider-Man: Ok, I'll be right there.
Electro: You do realize you locked me in a prison that runs on electricity? Mm. I can feel it in the walls. I can feel it in my veins. No matter what you do, doc, you can't contain it. It's a force of nature. Like me. You wanna know how powerful I am?
Dr. Ashley Kafka: Ja.
Electro: Well, so do I.
Dr. Ashley Kafka: Ooh.
Electro: I'm dying to know, doc. But you better make damn sure you kill me this time. Because if you don't, I'm gonna kill the light. So everyone in this city is gonna know how it feels to live in my world. A world without power. A world without mercy. A world without Spider-Man. And everyone will be able to see me for who I truly am.
Dr. Ashley Kafka: And who are you?
Electro: Don't you know? I'm Electro.
Dr. Ashley Kafka: Very impressive, Electro.
Max Dillon: You wanted to be the hero. And now you gotta pay the price!
Gwen Stacy: It's easy to feel hopeful on a beautiful day like today, but there will be dark days ahead of us too. There will be days where you feel all alone, and that's when hope is needed most. No matter how buried it gets, or how lost you feel, you must promise me that you will hold on to hope. Keep it alive. We have to be greater than what we suffer. My wish for you is to become hope; people need that. And even if we fail, what better way is there to live? As we look around here today, at all of the people who helped make us who we are, I know it feels like we're saying goodbye, but we will carry a piece of each other into everything that we do next, to remind us of who we are, and of who we're meant to be.
Gwen Stacy: Hi, is Peter home?
Aunt May: No, he's doing... whatever it is he does.
Gwen Stacy: [sighs] Right.
Electro: You wanna be my friend?
Harry Osborn: I thought we were already friends.
Electro: I had a friend once. It didn't work out.
Harry Osborn: Yeah. Me too.
Electro: Then let's go catch a spider.
Aunt May: Everyone has a part of themselves they hide. Even from the people they love most.
Gwen Stacy: You're Spider-Man, and I love that. But I love Peter Parker more.
Peter Parker: I like to think Spider-Man gives people hope.
Harry Osborn: You're gonna wanna see this.
[shows Peter OsCorp records]
Harry Osborn: OsCorp had you under surveillance.
Peter Parker: Why?
Harry Osborn: Isn't that the question of the day?
Harry Osborn: What about Peter?
Norman Osborn: Not everyone has a happy ending...
Spider-Man: Yo, Sparkles!
Electro: You don't remember me?
Spider-Man: Of course I remember you! You're my eyes and ears! Uhh, what's your name again? Uhh, do I know it? I know it! Don't tell me...
Electro: It's Max.
Spider-Man: Is it Max?
[Gwen stares in disbelief]
Electro: How could you forget me?
Electro: [furious] YOU LIED TO ME!
Spider-Man: No, no, I'm trying to help you! Let me help you!
[Electro sends a bolt at him, knocking him into a police car]
Spider-Man: There really is no place like home.
Gustav Fiers: We have plans for you, Peter Parker.
Max Dillon: It must be cool, huh? To have the whole world see you like that? You know, Spider-Man saved my life one time. Out of all the people in the whole city, he saved me. He said he needed me.
Gwen Stacy: That must be a good feeling.
Peter Parker: I made a choice; this is my path.
Aunt May: I once told you that secrets have a cost. The truth does too.
Harry Osborn: We LITERALLY can change the world!
Spider-Man: You okay? You all right?
Max Dillon: You're Spider-Man.
Spider-Man: Costume gives it away, huh? These look pretty important, Max.
Max Dillon: How do you know my name?
Spider-Man: It's written on your badge.
Max Dillon: I'm a nobody.
Spider-Man: Hey, you're not a nobody. You're a somebody.
Peter Parker: [to Gwen] Nothing is what I thought it was.
Harry Osborn: [to Electro] Psst! I'm gonna get you out of here, alright. But we don't have much time.
Electro: Who are you?
Harry Osborn: I'm Harry Osborn. I want to make you a deal.
Electro: I should kill you.
Harry Osborn: Oh, come on. Think bigger, Max. I'm not the one you want. You want Spider-Man and I can give him to you.
Max Dillon: I just wanted everybody to see me...
Green Goblin: Peter. When you said Spider-Man said no, you meant *you* said no.
Spider-Man: Harry, what did you do?
Green Goblin: What you made me do. You were my friend and you BETRAYED ME!
Spider-Man: No. I was trying to protect you.
Green Goblin: Oh. Look at me.
Spider-Man: Hey, it's gonna be okay. This is gonna be all right.
Green Goblin: You don't give people hope. You take it away.
Spider-Man: No, Harry.
Green Goblin: I'm gonna take away yours.
Spider-Man: No. Gwen, run!
Peter Parker: [to Gwen] You're wrong about us being on different paths, we're not on different paths. You're my path. And you're always gonna be my path.
Peter Parker: You're wrong about us being on different paths. We're not on different paths, you're my path and you're always gonna be my path. And I know there's a million reasons why we shouldn't be together, I know that. But I'm tired of them, I'm tired of every single one of them, you know I gotta make a choose, Gwen, I choose you.
Peter Parker: This is the maintenance closet, Gwen. This is most cliched hiding place you could've chosen. This is the stupidest hiding place.
Gwen Stacy: I'm sorry, I didn't take us to the Bahamas of hiding places.
Aunt May: You know, it's so funny I've been trying to clean up around here to be more organized and putting some of Ben's stuff in boxes, and it's so funny, the heavier the box gets the lighter I feel.
Peter Parker: You're throwing his stuff away?
Aunt May: No, god no, I couldn't do that it's part of me, I'm just finding a better place for it. I'm going to take one last look, and I'm going to put it where it belongs.
Norman Osborn: This is not how I imagined I would die. Looking at my son and seeing a stranger. You have such potential, Harry. Such fierce intelligence, and you're throwing it all away.
Harry Osborn: No, you threw me away. You kicked me off to boarding school when I was 11. On my 16th birthday, you sent me Scotch. Or one of your assistants did. I'm pretty sure because the card read: "With compliments, Norman Osborn."
Norman Osborn: I don't expect forgiveness from you anymore. I don't believe in miracles. How could you possibly understand that your childhood had to be sacrificed for something greater? And not just for me. For you! Has your hand started to twitch yet? When you lay awake and you feel it coming, hiding under your skin, waiting to show itself. To show you who you really are. Retro viral hyperplasia. I never told you that it's genetic. Our disease, the Osborn curse. And it began at your age. Let me see it. Your hand. Give it to me. The greatest inheritance I can give you isn't merely money. It's this. The sum total of all my work. Everything I did to stay alive. Maybe you can succeed where I failed.
Gwen Stacy: There was an accident in the genomics lab, and they're covering it up. And I found out. That guy from Times Square last night? I met him. He was an electrical engineer in the building. And he loved Spider-Man, by the way. He was, like, a fanatic.
Peter Parker: I didn't get love vibes. I got more of a "want to kill me with his electricity" vibe.
Gwen Stacy: That's actually kind of what it's like to love you.
Harry Osborn: How the tables have turned. I know it's hard to admit, but how spectacular a move is this? Am I right?
Electro: Right as rain.
Harry Osborn: Okay, so, Fairy Godmother, it is time to grant me a wish. I want in to Special...
Donald Menken: How dare you come back in here? You recalcitrant, unworthy, defective, urchin freaks.
[Electro zaps Menken]
Harry Osborn: Oh, God, sorry. That's just not the answer we were looking for.
Spider-Man: [to Aleksei] Knock, knock. Mr. Criminal? Hey, my name is Spider-Man. You can call me Web-Head, you can call me Amazing, just don't call me late for dinner. You get it?
Harry Osborn: [watches Peter skip a rock in the water] Dude. Nice arm.
Peter Parker: It's just the wrist. It's just all in the wrist, buddy.
Electro: It's my birthday. Now it's time for me to light my candles.
Harry Osborn: What did you do?
Donald Menken: The more relevant question is what did you do? And an employee is killed and in your first action as CEO, you cover it up.
Harry Osborn: No, *you* covered it up. Then you buried him in the bughouse using my name.
Donald Menken: Ravencroft is a timeworn institution devoted to mental improvement.
Harry Osborn: You are experimenting on people in there.
Donald Menken: Progress has its stepping stones. Now, in light of your deceptive criminal actions, you've been... How do I put this gently? Fired.
Harry Osborn: You are not going to bury me, too.
Donald Menken: Looks to me like you're halfway in the ground already. It's only a matter of time. You're going to die a horrible death. Like your father. The difference is, no one is going to miss you.
Richard Parker: People will say I am a monster for what I've done. And maybe they're right. I'd always thought that I'd have more time.
Donald Menken: Harry, Oscorp's been under intense public scrutiny in the wake of Dr. Connors' recent, uh, breach of trust.
Harry Osborn: You mean people are pissed off because he tried to turn everyone in New York City into giant lizards.
Harry Osborn: You've made progress?
Gustav Fiers: I've identifies several worthy candidates. Now that Spider-Man's gone, this city will never be the same.
Harry Osborn: Oh, I'm counting on that.
Gustav Fiers: Speaking of progress, you're looking better.
Harry Osborn: It comes and goes. Tell me more.
Gustav Fiers: How many men did you have in mind?
Harry Osborn: I want to keep it small. Everything you need is already at OsCorp.