Spider-Man 3 (2007) - Quotes

Mary Jane: Peter! They're gonna kill us both.

Spider-Man: Harry, I need your help. I can't take them both, not by myself.

Harry: [shows disfiguration on half of his face] You don't deserve my help.

Spider-Man: Harry, she needs us.

Harry: Get out.

Bernard: [to Harry, upon his refusal to aid Peter] If I may, sir. I've seen things in this house I've never spoke of.

Harry: What are you trying to tell me?

Bernard: The night your father died, I... I cleaned his wound. The blade that pierced his body came from his Glider. I-I know you're trying to defend your father's honor, but there is no question that he died by his own hand. I loved your father, as I've loved you, Harry. As your friends love you.

Eddie: [uses Venom's arm to place against MJ's face upon kidnapping her] So, where to?

Flint: [grabs Venom in mid-swing, thinking he's Spider-Man; Venom screeches in his face; Flint sees it's not Spider-Man, tosses him aside] End of the line, Spider-Man.

Venom: [reveals his identity; turns back into Venom] I want him dead too, Flint. That's why I've been looking for you. Oh yeah, I know all about you. Like the fact that Spider-Man... ...Won't let you help your poor daughter. That just doesn't seem right to me. Look, I want to kill the Spider, you want to kill the Spider... together, he doesn't stand a chance. Interested?

Flint: Yeah.

Jazz Club Manager: Are you alright, Mary Jane?

M.J.: I'm fine.

Jazz Club Manager: Okay.

Peter: Hey.

M.J.: What's wrong with you?

Peter Parker: You.

Jazz Club Manager: Can I help you sir?

Peter: No.

Jazz Club Bouncer: Everything okay here Paul?

Peter: Yeah, everything okay here Paul?

Manager: Take him out of here.

Bouncer: [grabbing Peter's shoulder gently] Let's go sir.

Peter: Take your hand off me.

Jazz Club Bouncer: [grabbing Peter's arm tight] Now.

M.J.: [Peter mistakes M.J. for another bouncer and angrily screams and hits Mary Jane in the face causing her to fall to the ground; Peter's face turns from rageful to shocked and remorseful at what he's just done; tearfully, to Peter] Peter, stop it! Who are you?

Peter: [reveals his black suit in his dress suit to Mary Jane but he covers it and leaves the jazz club out of guilt] I don't know.

Betty: Your shots are so good.

Peter: I'd love to shoot you sometime.

Brant: [aroused] Peter Parker. Peter...

Jameson: Parker! Miss Brant, that's not the position I hired you for.

Robertson: [drops some Spider-Man photos on the table] Black-suit Spider-Man. Peter, these are incredible! We gotta have these, Jonah.

Jameson: I'll pay you the usual rate.

Peter: If you want the shots, I'll take the staff job. Double the money.

Eddie: [to dark Peter, during his promotion party in his staff position; points to his picture of Spider-Man robbing a bank] Well, good morning. It's a beautiful day, huh? What was that you said? I'd never get that picture? There's your hero.

Peter: Huh. I never thought he'd really do that!

Eddie: See? Right there. You made a judgment call. You gotta see it as it is.

Peter: [straightens his collar] It's funny you should say that, because I was looking through some old photos and it looks very, uh... similar.

Eddie: [chuckling] Okay. Well, I gotta get back to work.

Peter: You're trash, Brock.

Eddie: Excuse me?

Peter: [hurling original picture with Brock's re-edit] Your picture's a fake.

Eddie: Parker, you are such a boy scout. When are you gonna give a guy a break?

Peter: [angrily shoves him against the picture shattering the glass which attracts the attention of everyone in the room] You want forgiveness? Get religion.

Robbie Robertson: What's going on here?

Betty Brant: Are you guys alright?

Eddie: [fake chuckling; quietly to Peter] Yeah, we're just horsing around. Look, I'm begging you: if you do this, I will lose everything. There's not a paper in town that will hire me.

Peter: [lets go of Eddie and walks towards Robbie] You should've thought of that earlier.

Robbie: What are you doing, Peter?

Peter: [hands photos to Robbie] Show this to your editor. Tell him to check his source next time.

Robbie: [To Jameson] It's a fake. Empire State Photographic Department confirms it.

Jameson: [Jameson turns to Brock slamming the photos on his desk; angrily] Pack your things. Get out of my building.

Eddie: I was just–

Jameson: You're FIRED!

Robbie: [To Jameson, as Eddie leaves] You know we're gonna have to print a retraction now.

Jameson: I haven't printed a retraction in TWENTY YEARS!

Harry: [when dark Peter arrives at his mansion] Would you like a drink? Tsk, I'm sorry. What was I thinking? Bad for the public image, right, Mr. Key to the City?

Peter: What did you do to her?

Harry: I did what you failed to do. I was there for her. Mary Jane and I, we understand each other.

Peter: She doesn't know what you are.

Harry: [sucks in, rolls fingertips over his lips] Peter, she knows me very well. And when she kissed me, it was just like she used to kiss me. The taste... ...Strawberries.

Harry: How ya like that, Spidey?

Peter: That all you got?

Mr. Ditkovich: Having trouble with the phone?

Peter: No, no. I was just trying to figure out what to say.

Mr. Ditkovich: If it is woman you are calling then you say "You are a good woman. I am good man." Hm?

Norman Osborn: Harry. Remember me?

Harry Osborn: Yes, Father. I remember.

Norman: I was right about her. About Peter. About everything.

Green Goblin: [offscreen] You know what you must do. Make him suffer. Make him wish he were dead. First, we attack his heart!

Mr. Ditkovich: Rent!

Peter: Not now.

Mr. Ditkovich: This is a free country, not a rent-free country.

Peter: [heads to the door] Leave me alone.

Mr. Ditkovich: Just give me rent.

Peter: [angrily] You'll get your rent when you fix this DAMN DOOR!

Ursula: That wasn't cool.

Mr. Ditkovich: He's a good boy. He must be in some kind of trouble.

Eddie: [Spider-Man's web swing crushes Eddie's camera] Whoa. Buddy, love the new outfit. This is exactly what I need to scoop Parker. Give me uh...give me some of that web action.

Spider-Man: [jumps into sewers to face Sandman] See ya, chump.

Eddie: [gets another camera from his coat, taking photos, as police arrives] What the hell?!

Peter: What do you think?

Dr. Connors: I've never seen anything like it. I'm a physicist, not a biologist, but I'll look at it in the morning and run some tests.

Peter: Can we do that now?

Connors: [The specimen being looked at escapes and starts moving towards Peter who, surprised, traps it in a glass] Seems to like you. Don't let any of that get on you.

Peter: Why not?

Connors: It has the characteristics of a symbiote, which needs to bond to a host to survive. And sometimes, these things in nature, when they bind, they can be hard to unbind.

Peter: Okay, I'm fine. I-I don't need your help.

M.J.: Everybody needs help sometimes, Peter, even Spider-Man.

Jameson: [To Eddie; to Peter] You want a staff job, you want a staff job. Doesn't anybody care about what I want?

Hoffman: [briefly entering] I do.

Jameson: Shut up. Get out. I want the public to see Spider-Man for the two-bit criminal he really is. He's a fake, he's full of sticcum. Catch him in the act; Spider-Man with his hand in a cookie jar. Whoever brings me that photo gets a job. Well, what are you waiting for? Chinese New Year? Go, go, go!

Eddie: I'm on it, boss!

Peter: [after they both leave Jameson's office] You'll never get that shot.

Eddie: Oh, we'll see.

Jameson: [grows impatient with Hoffman proposing a new slogan for the Daily Bugle; the buzzer on his intercom blares loudly] Get on with it, you moron! What?!

Brant: Your blood pressure, Mr. Jameson. Your wife told me to tell you to watch the anger.

Jameson: [furiously; calmly; pushes his intercom] You tell my wife...! Thank you.

Eddie Brock: Oh my gosh. That's Gwen.

Captain Stacy: [takes the camera from Eddie, and sees his daughter] What? What's she doing up there?

Eddie: I don't know. I just saw her last night. She said she had a modeling gig.

Captain Stacy: Who are you?

Brock: It's Brock, sir. Edward Brock Jr. I work at Daily Bugle, and I'm, uh, dating your daughter.

Peter: Harry.

Harry: [tries to punch at Peter, who quickly moves out of the way, and gets his arm stuck in the wall] You knew this was coming, Pete.

Peter: [quickly avoids another punch from Harry] Listen to me! I didn't kill your father! He was trying to kill me! He killed himself!

Harry: [yells] SHUT UP!

Emma Marko: You can't hide here, Flint.

Flint Marko: I'm just here to see my daughter.

Emma Marko: You're an escaped convict. The cops are looking for you. You're not getting near her. You're nothing, but a...convict thief. You maybe even killed a man?

Flint Marko: It wasn't like that. Wasn't. I had a good reason for what I was doing. And that's the truth.

Emma Marko: [Their daughter Penny walks out of her bedroom; Flint walks up to her.] You and the truth, sitting in prison, having three meals a day together. I live in the presence of great truth, and that is the truth that you left behind right there in that bedroom.

Flint: Penny, I missed you.

Penny Marko: I miss you too, Daddy.

Flint Marko: I promise I'll make you healthy again. Whatever it takes, I'll get the money.

Emma: You get out of here now.

Flint: [exits through the window] I'm not a bad person. I just had bad luck.

Mary Jane Watson: Tell me again. Was I really good? I was so nervous, my knees were shaking.

Peter: Your knees were fine.

Mary Jane: The applause wasn't very loud.

Peter: Yes, it was. Well, it's the acoustics. It's all about diffusion. It keeps the sound waves from grouping. You see when the sound waves, they propogate, then it–

M.J.: You are such a nerd.

Flint Marko / Sandman: End of the line, Spider-Man!

Eddie Brock, Jr. / Venom: [Last words] Peter! What are you doing?! NO!

Eddie Brock, Jr. / Venom: I like being bad. It makes me happy.

Eddie Brock, Jr. / Venom: Never wound... what you can't kill.

Harry Osborn / New Goblin: [Last words] None of that matters, Peter. You're my friend.

Harry Osborn / New Goblin: I protected you in high school. Now I'm gonna kick your little ass.

Harry Osborn / New Goblin: You knew this was coming, Pete.

Harry Osborn / New Goblin: Tell it to my father. Raise him from the dead.

Mary Jane Watson: Everybody needs help sometimes, Peter. Even Spider-Man.

Peter Parker / Spider-Man: [after seeing Sandman wiped out in the sewer] Good riddance.

Peter Parker / Spider-Man: You want forgiveness? Get religion.