Peter Parker:
Dr. Connors. Sorry.
Dr. Curt Connors:
Where were you headed, Parker?
Peter Parker:
To your class.
Dr. Curt Connors:
My class is over. See me standing here?
Peter Parker:
I'm sorry. I'm trying. I wanna be here.
Dr. Curt Connors:
Then be here. Look at you, Peter. Your grades have been steadily declining. You're late for class. You always appear exhausted. Your paper on fusion is still overdue.
Peter Parker:
I know. I'm planning to write it on Dr. Otto Octavius.
Dr. Curt Connors:
Planning is not a major at this university. Octavius is a friend of mine. Better do your research, Parker. Get it done, or I'm failing you.
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