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You've spun your last web, Spider Dweeb. Had you not been so selfish, your little girlfriend's death would have been quick and painless. But now that you've really pissed me off, I'm going to have to finish her nice and slow. Her and I, we're going to have a hell of a time. Whatever life holds in store for me, I will never forget these words. With great authority comes great accountability. This is my gift, my curse. Who am I? I'm Spider Guy. Hi! Hi, my name's Oscar. What's your name? I said hi, why didn't you answer? It was a secret fantasy of every vato living in or out of the patrugada to put on the zoot suit to play the myth. Mastukote, que la chingada! Pusarale! So, so, the doctor, he said I could never use my legs again. What? I don't even have any legs.