[EXPLOSION]
[SCREAMING]
 What the hell is that?
 It's Carnage!
Everyone go!
Get out of here!
[MANHOLE COVER SLIDING]
 Wake up.
Wake up.
 What?
Where are we.
 The gutter.
 Where's Harry Osborne?
CARNAGE: Not here, clearly.
 Damn it.
I am so sorry.
I don't know what
happened up there.
I felt like I had the
kid, but something
was distracting me, like there
was this annoying buzzing
in my brain.
I wish I could smash it out.
 You cannot smash
out that buzzing.
That buzzing is-- you.
 What?
CARNAGE: That buzzing is Norman
Osborne fighting his way back
into control of his own body.
 I'm not Norman Osborne.
CARNAGE: Yes, so you say.
 Hey, where are you going?
What are you doing?
CARNAGE: It's cramped
enough with the two of us.
Three's a crowd.
 No, no wait?
CARNAGE: It truly is pathetic
to see the great Norman
Osborne like this.
 I am not Norman Osborne.
 Hello, is there
someone down here?
Holy crap.
Sir, are you OK?
 Here.
Let me help you up.
You really shouldn't
be down here.
 I'm sorry.
Are you Norman Osborne?
CARNAGE: He's smart.
I like that.
 Hey, what, the hell is this?
 No.
 Oh god, I'm so sorry.
 It's mine.
It's mine.
Please!
We are nothing
without each other.
 Oh, very sweet.
But who, exactly, are we
dealing with right now?
 It's me.
It's Cletus.
 How do we know that?
And?
Norman Osborne has gallons
of blood on his hands.
 Yes.
But Norman Osborne
kills for reasons.
It might not always seem like it
does, but they're always there.
Whether, it's for power,
revenge, or just pure hate--
there are reasons.
Why do you think his
buzzing prevented us
from killing his pitiful son?
He didn't see the reason.
Not me, though.
It honestly makes no sense
why I kill the people I do.
That's why you and I have
so much fun together.
I'm just so unreasonable.
 Please, just let me go.
I mean, why?
Why are you doing this?
 (CLETUS' VOICE) No reason.
