Contest of Champions: Part 4

The contest of champions. The Collector versus the Grandmaster, with New York as the game board. The Grandmaster with a team of villains. The Collector with his team of heroes. The Grandmaster just won. And it turns out my Aunt May already knew her nephew Peter Parker is Spider-Man. So it's been that kind of day. Victory is mine! Oh, you were so close, brother. Despite Spider-Man's attempts to ruin it. You failed and I won. And to the Victor go the spoils. In this case, your beloved toys. The villains belong to me. The heroes belong to me. Even your precious Spider-Man belongs to me. I pity you, brother. You put all your hope in this. I don't even want him. Take him out of my sight, brother. Consider it a prize for coming in second place. Because second place is just first loser. You taking the city was never part of the game. Consider it retribution. Payback for destroying my ship. But now I have a new ship and headquarters New York City! I lost the contest of champions. Now I've lost my home. So why not fight? I've got nothing left to lose. We could try to free the other heroes. Or maybe we could look for weapons in your collection. Or, the Grandmaster's your brother. Maybe we could use what you know about him to get an advantage? What does it matter? It's over. It's not over. Everyone is depending on us The heroes, the New Yorkers. You don't understand. He always wins. Has your brother always been like this? Since the beginning of time, he's always dragged me into his games, taken my collectibles, made my life miserable. If he's done this to you before, what's to keep him from doing it to you again? The only way he'll stop is if you stand up to him. You know we'll lose. I know we'll win. I've gotten us in, but it won't take very long for my brother to know we're here. Look at all these toys to play with. Not that we don't appreciate what you've done for us. You promised us dominion over the Earth. You'll be released when I'm finished with you. Now, how about a game? You know Captain America and Hawkeye. See how long it takes for you to knock them down. I think I'm gonna like this game. You're defenseless without your S. H. I. E. L. D.. Is that what you think, Absorbing Man? I don't need my S. H. I. E. L. D. to defend myself. Hey, Titus, this hurt? I'm gonna take that as a yes. Spider-Man? I let you leave in shame and disgrace, yet you return? You still have a couple of things of mine that I need back. Like my friends and my city. I challenge you, brother, to a rematch. Winner gets New York City and everyone within. The heroes, the villains, the bystanders everyone. I already have those things. Such hubris. My little brother knows I would never turn down a game. I agree to your rematch, but under two conditions. - Uh-oh. - I shouldn't have given you Spider-Man. It was a mistake on my part. One I plan to rectify. My first condition is that the winner gets Spider-Man. It's nice to be wanted, except in this case. And your other condition? My second condition is that you, brother, must be part of the game Not watching, not controlling, but down in it. Me? But I don't want to If you want me to play your game, then we play by my rules. The only way he'll ever stop is if you stand up to him. Fine. I agree to your terms. Let's begin. Then the object of this game is simple. Last team standing wins. The Absorbing Man, Doc Ock, and Skurge against the Collector and Spider-Man. Let's take them, Collector. Uh, Collector? This was a mistake. This is what we wanted One chance to get things right. We can't win. My brother always finds a way to beat me. Your brother's in your head. Don't let him intimidate you. Just think of this as a classic hero-villain team-up you and me. I can't. Or just me. Game on! Come on, Collector. Snap out of it. But this is my brother we're dealing with. Aah! Nice shot, Collector. He he's plotting something. There must be a trick or or a ruse. - I have to figure it out. - Don't overthink this. Just fight! Oh, little brother. Always in over your head. Aah! Raah! Oh, no, you don't. Collector, hold on! I'm just gonna say it, Skurge. I'm sensing you have anger issues. Aah! No. Nope. Not even close. Is that the best you can do, Spider-Man? I think I can do better. How's this? Aah! Like a bug on a windshield. Uh-oh. Ugh. That felt very below average. Been a pleasure knowing you, Spider-Man. See ya in the next life. Ky-yah! Aunt May! Did you just hit me? Bad mistake, lady. Bad mistake. Oh! Get off me! Aahh! You disrespected me. Nobody ever disrespects me! Looking at you, somehow I doubt that. Hey! Come on. I'll get you out of here, Aunt May. Are you okay? Are you hurt? Peter, just promise me you'll kick their butts. I promise. And thanks for softening him up. Ultimate Spidey bringing an ultimate smackdown. Collector, you've got this! Keep it up! Don't worry about what your brother's doing. Do what you can do. Use your powers, and quick! Haah! There you go, big guy. Now you look like one of the most powerful beings in the universe. Which, by the way, you are. I'm starting to believe you, Spider-Man. I think the Grandmaster's starting to believe too. Keep these guys pinned down. I just got an idea. Because everything's better when you do it with friends. So many trapped heroes to choose from. Let's start with this one! She-Hulk. One of my favorite agents of S. M. A. S. H. Welcome back. Spidey, you gonna tell me what's going on here, or do I have to Look out! Shulkie! Don't worry about me. Worry about him! We have unfinished business, don't you agree? Wrong, Doc. We are definitely finished. All right! Thanks for the save, she-Hulk. You feel like smashing things? Pretty much all the time. Then help me get these things open. Hey, I got a Hawkeye. And I got a Thor! Open up all the packs. I'm needed on the ground floor. Aahh! Hurry, fools! Take him before he Come on, guys. Wait for me. Spider-Man! Your presence changes nothing. We still have the momentum. Momentum, he says. Once again you resort to cheating! I don't remember you saying that I couldn't free the heroes. You know you're gonna lose, so now you're making up rules. So be it. If you can reach outside the scope of the game, then so can I. I will build an army of evil, summoning every villain and monster from across the planet, across space and time, for a battle that will rip all reality into time-out. You can't do that. Sure, you can. You can call time-out in any game. - What are you doing? - I don't know. Things were escalating. Follow my lead. I challenge you. To a new game. - Against my army of evil? - Against you. Me, the Collector, and a team of heroes against you, in the game, as a piece. Not just controlling the game, but being in it. Explain. If we win, you have to give back New York and leave Earth forever. And if you win, then you get me. And everything of mine. Everything. All in. Double or nothing. Winner take all. Aw, the Grandmaster's afraid. Afraid to play the game. Wait. I bested you. But instead of accepting defeat, you persist. Then assemble your team. I have something that has been bothering me from earlier. That woman who hit Absorbing Man. Do you know her? Well, she's family. That doesn't explain why she would risk her life and put herself in harm's way for you. Family. We have a A special relationship. Most of us have someone we love that much, right? I've never seen anything remotely close to resembling a "special relationship. " And I have traveled every part of the universe and amassed rare objects and collectibles. Yeah, you have lots of things. But at the end of the day, they're just things. Your team, as we negotiated. Yeah. Captain America, Hulk, White Tiger, and Agent Venom. Ground rules for this final game There's but the one rule: Winner take all. When we win, promise you'll stop collecting on Earth. Mm. I agree. But does it even matter? This is against my brother. We don't stand a chance. There's always a chance. I disagree. Game on! Let's do this. Game on! This is it. One last chance to set everything right again. You heard the man. Hit them, and hit them hard! Huh? Whoa! Aahh! Give up, brother. I will always be older than you, and I will always be more powerful. - Aah! - Aahh! I'll draw his fire, and you blast him. Did you really think you could beat me by having me join the game? I've played every game in the universe, obsessed over every rule and tactic. Every strategy mastered Yield, and I'll show mercy. In situations like this, just do what Spidey would do. The unexpected! Aahh! - Yoo-hoo! - Huh? You may have gotten my teammates, but you still gotta deal with me. My brother's always been this way. It's not over yet. You can beat him. Beat him at his own game. Oh, brother, why do you even try? Grandmaster, are we having fun yet? Because it doesn't feel like it. Naive, Spider-Man. I never intended to honor the rules of our game. If I win, I get you? Who cares? I don't want you. I only want to punish you, break you, permanently. What do you think you're doing? Spider-Man was right. I'm not a child anymore. I can beat you at your own game! Aahh! You've always been insufferable. It's about time someone made you lose, and that someone is me! Ah! Hey, grandy, new game. Keep-away. Keep away from the Grandmaster. Keep away! Give me back my staff. Says the guy with no staff. Ugh! I'm tired of playing against you. Exactly what I was thinking. Collector, your brother's done. Yah! Ugh! Game over. Battle damaged. Remember our deal. No more collecting on Earth. I'm taking a break from collecting objects. I'm more interested in collecting something new Experiences, relationships, connections with others. Like the ones you have, Spider-Man. Ah, second place arrives. What is it you said, "second place is just first loser"? Oh, am I supposed to be impressed? Because you talk trash like you play poorly! This isn't over. I demand another game. A game of my choosing. No thanks, brother. I'm done. I officially retire from games. No. No, no. No, you have to grant me a rematch. You have to! And let's hope we never see them again. Hey, Webs, what'd I miss? Nova? Where have you been? Oh, far side of Jupiter. You would not believe the trouble I got into with the Guardians of the Galaxy, and Wait. What happened here? Uh, I'll tell you later. When exactly did you figure out I was Spider-Man? It was coulson, wasn't it? I just I've just always known. All this time I was afraid to tell you. You shouldn't be afraid to tell me anything. This changes nothing. You're still my nephew. I'm still your aunt. I'm so proud of the man you've become. I'm the man you raised me to be. I'm famished. Should we cook something at home, or maybe pick up something on the way? Peter, are you sure you can go? Don't they need Spidey? I've spent a lot of time becoming the Ultimate Spider-Man. I think for one night, I should be the Ultimate Peter Parker. Then what are we waiting for? - Let's go. - We'll take the shortcut. Oh, Peter, this is really high up! Whoo-hoo! Yeah!