Spider-Man: Into the Spider-Verse2018

Peter B. Parker / Spider-Man:
We should probably go. (Somewhere in Queens…)

Gwen Stacy / Spider-Woman:
Peter, we're literally on the doorstep.

Peter B. Parker:
Bad idea. This is a bad idea.

Gwen Stacy:
Just relax.

Aunt May:
You guys are all very sweet, but no more fans today, please.

Peter B. Parker:
I'm not ready for this.

Aunt May:
Peter?

Peter B. Parker:
Hey, Aunt May. So this is gonna sound crazy, but I'm pretty sure that I'm from an…

Aunt May:
An alternate dimension.

Peter B. Parker:
Yeah.

Aunt May:
You look tired, Peter.

Peter B. Parker:
Well, I am tired.

Aunt May:
And older. And thicker.

Peter B. Parker:
Yeah. I've heard that already.

Aunt May:
Oh, jeez. Are those sweatpants?

Gwen Stacy:
Yup, that's what they are.

Miles Morales:
I was there, when it all happened. I am so sorry.

Aunt May:
And what dimension are you from?

Miles Morales:
Brooklyn. Did Peter have a place where we could make another one of these?

Aunt May:
A goober. Follow me.

Peter B. Parker:
Oh, yeah, I got one of these, too. A little, old shed where I keep my Spider-gear. (May unlocks the door, opening the elevator.) I mean, this place is pretentious.

(In the subfloor it revealed to be the Spider-Cave.)

Miles Morales:
Whoa. Dude. Was yours anything like this?

Peter B. Parker:
Mine was like this, but take away the jeep, the plane. Imagine it way smaller. Imagine a futon. I feel sad for this guy.

Miles Morales:
Hey, Peter. I think this is a cape.