J. Jonah Jameson:
Spider-Man. And the Green Goblin. "The Green Goblin." You like that?
Peter:
Mr. Jameson–
Jameson:
Made it up myself. These weirdos all got to have a name now.
Peter:
Mr. Jameson, Spider-Man–
Jameson:
[picks up phone] Hoffman!
Hoffman:
Yeah?
Jameson:
[sees Hoffman in the office, and hangs up the phone.] Call the patent office, copyright the name "Green Goblin". I want a quarter every time somebody says it.
Hoffman:
How about "Green Meanie"? [Jameson makes a "get out" hand gesture]
Peter:
Spider-Man wasn't attacking the city, he was trying to save it. That's slander.
Jameson:
It is not. I resent that. Slander is spoken. In print, it's libel.
Peter Parker:
You don't trust anybody, that's your problem.
Jameson:
I trust my barber. What are you, his lawyer? Get outta here. [throws his cigar out the window] Let him sue me, get rich like a normal person. That's what makes this country– (Huh?) [his cigar is thrown back in the window, lands in from of him, and the Green Goblin bursts through the The Daily Bugle window] (What the–?!)
Green Goblin:
[grabbing Jameson by the throat] Jameson, you slime! Who's the photographer who takes the pictures of Spider-Man?
Jameson:
I don't know who he is! His stuff comes in the mail!
Green Goblin:
You're lying!
Jameson:
I swear!
Green Goblin:
He's the one who can take me to him!
Jameson:
I don't know who he is!
Green Goblin:
[preparing to punch Jameson] You are useless, you--
Spider-Man:
[appears upside-down outside the window] Set him down, tough guy.
Green Goblin:
[drops Jameson and turns around on the glider] Speak of the Devil!
Jameson:
Spider-Man! I knew you two were in this together! I--
Spider-Man:
[uses his web to seal Jameson's mouth shut] Hey, kiddo, let Mom and Dad talk for a minute, will ya?
Green Goblin:
[uses sleep gas] Sleep!
