Who am I? You sure you want to know?

The story of my life is not for the faint of heart.
If somebody said it was a happy little tale, if somebody told you I was just an average ordinary guy, not a care in the world, somebody lied.

But let me assure you, this like any story worth telling, is all about a girl.

That girl. The girl next-door. Mary Jane Watson.
The woman I've loved since before I even liked girls.
I'd like to tell you that's me next to her. Aw, heck, I'd even take him.

"Hey! Stop the bus!" That's me. "Tell him to stop! Please! Stop! Hey! Stop the bus! Stop the bus!"

"He's been chasing us since Woodhaven Boulevard."

"Catch a cab, Parker!"

"Thank you. I'm sorry I'm late"

"What a geek! Don't even think about it. You're so lame, Parker. Would you date him?"

Midtown High seniors. No wandering.
Proceed direct... Knock it off.
Remember, it is a privilege to be here. We're guests of Columbia University's Science Department. So behave accordingly. Let's not have a repeat of our trip to the planetarium.

Come on people, stay together. Proceed up the steps and into the building. MJ. Where were you? Checking out the library. Looking at the books. Yeah, right.

Charles, can we drive around the corner, please?
Why? The entrance is right there.
Dad these are public school kids, I'm not showing up for the field trip in a Rolls.
You want me to trade in my care for a Jetta just because you flunked out of every private school I ever sent you to?
It wasn't for me.
Of course it was.
Don't ever be ashamed of who you are.
I'm not ashamed of who I am. It's just... Just what, Harry?
Forget it.
Pete!
Hi, Harry.
Hey, man. What's up?
Harry! Won't you be needing this?
Thanks Dad.
Um, Peter may I introduce my father, Norman Osborn.
I've heard so much about you.
It's a great honor to meet you sir.
Harry tells me you're quite the science whiz. Y'know, I'm something of a scientist myself.