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Private investigator Ben Reilly is hired on a couple of straightforward cases... until mobsters, monsters, and a mysterious femme fatale spin a web that brings him face to face with his former life as New York's only superhero: The Spider.

It won't end the way you want it to.

You're an investigator. Investigate.

The quicker you prove it, the quicker they die.

I don't know, I think he's still got it.

Careful is for stock tips and hot sauce.

If you haven't found the answer, it's because there isn't one.

I can't protect you when I'm dead.

Gee whiz, what's a down-on-his-luck private investigator to do?