Guess this is it.
Well, nice to know we're not alone. Right?
Yeah.
I got the portal open. You first, Peni.
Thank you, Miles. From both of us.
I, uh, love you all. I'm taking this cube thing with me. I don't understand it. But I will.
I want you to have this. It'll fit in your pocket. That's all folks.
Is he allowed to say that, legally?
Do I get to like the hairdo now?
You know I'm older than you. 15 months, but it's pretty significant if you ask me.
Well, Einstein said time was relative, right?
Nice.
Friends?
Friends.
Cool.
See you around, Spider-Man.
Your turn.
Yeah, yeah. Right.
You're not going anywhere!
I'll hold him off. You shut this down.
Peter, that wasn't the deal!
Push the green button! Do not wait for me! What are you doing?
You gotta go home!
This guy could kill you! I can't let Spider-Man die.
Neither can I.
It's okay.
Yeah, it is okay. [trips Peter B. Parker and grabs his shirt before he can fall off] You gotta go home, man.
How do I know I'm not gonna mess it up again?
You won't.
Right. It's a leap of faith.
