[siren wailing]
[helicopter blades whirring]
[police radio chatter]
To the individual known as Ghost Spider, we've got you surrounded.
Come out peacefully with your hands up, and you will not be harmed.
Come out peacefully with-- [gasps]
[grunts, groans]
[groans]
[grunts]
[muffled grunting]
Ugh!
[woman on police radio] Officers down. Send backup.
I repeat: officers down. Send backup.
Won't do you any good.
[grunts]
Next time, come prepared.
I'd like to pretend that this was just an incompetent rookie's mistake,
but Stern is one of my best officers.
It's time to admit that the NYPD isn't gonna bring in the Ghost Spider.
And that's why I've come to you, Agent Johnson, Agent Lucas.
"Patriot" is fine. And we specialize
in dealing with enhanced individuals.
Cute name for it. "Super-villain" always worked for me.
Especially for this one.
Capturing the Ghost Spider is my number one priority,
even if it's not me that brings her in.
Don't worry, Captain Stacy. S.H.I.E.L.D. is always happy to help.
Vigilantes who go bad are far more dangerous than ordinary criminals
because of what they can inspire.
Ghost Spider was supposedly a hero
until she took an innocent kid's life.
I won't have other vigilantes thinking
they can end things their way without consequences.
She was responsible for someone's death?
My little girl's best friend, actually.
Kevin deserves justice, Agent Johnson.
Please, call me Daisy.
Patriot and I are committed to this case, Captain Stacy.
We will bring her in.
But have you ever considered that she might not be working alone?
Ghost Spider's strictly solo. Why?
Because after she breaks through this window, just for a second,
it gets darker inside.
Must be a trick of the light.
We searched that building top to bottom. No one was there.
Then she'll be easier to catch.
No, there's nothing easy about it.
Our analysts say Ghost Spider is a pro,
likely military background.
And I hope Captain America trained you very well,
because you're about to hunt one of the most cunning,
elusive villains to ever plague this city.
[snoring]
[cymbals crashing softly]
Wha-- Oh, webs!
- Band practice! - [girl laughs]
- That was so funny. - [gasps] Oh!
[girl #2] Yeah, whatever, guys.
[chuckling]
Gwen? You in here?
Hey, Gloria. Present.
What happened to you?
I was chased by a SWAT team for six city blocks. Duh.
[laughing]
Gwen, just admit you ate too many pizza rolls and passed out.
Now let's jam!
♪♪ [rock]