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[Peter 3 moves to web up the Lizard when a "click" sounds off. He checks the cartridge -- empty. The Lizard huffs, then chuckles.]
Peter 3
Hey, hey! Don't squish the--!
[The Lizard whips his tail around, sending Peter 3 flying into a wall.]
Peter 3
[groans] Spider...
[The Lizard advances on again as Peter 3 struggles to his feet, holding his side. The Lizard grins ravenously.]
[Peter 3 sighs and raises his fists like a 1920s strongman. The Lizard snorts, then lunges forward!]
[WHAM!]
[Peter 2 kicks the Lizard in the face and webs him to the ground. Peter 3 sighs with relief.]
Peter 2
Looks like I got here in the knick of time.
Peter 3
Yeah, yeah. I mean, a couple of minutes ago wouldn't have been so bad.
[Peter 3 waves his wrist in the air, showing the web shooter.]
Peter 3 (CONT'D.)
I'm out.
[Beat.]
Peter 2
Of… what?
Peter 3
Webs! I need your-- Gimme your webs!
[Before Peter 2 can respond, the two Peters' Spider-Sense go off.
[Peter 3 FLIPS to avoid an incoming pumpkin bomb. Peter 2 grabs the explosive with his webs and FLINGS it offscreen.]
[Peter 3 lands and spots a microscopic patch of exposed skin where Peter 2's web shooters should be. Peter 3 freezes in his tracks.]
Peter 3
Tell me that's not coming out of you.
Peter 2
Let's hash this out later!
[Peter 2 shoots a web and leaps back into the fray. Peter 3 looks after him for a brief moment before Peter 1 swings down and tosses Peter 3 a couple of spare cartridges. Before Peter 1 leaps away, Peter 3 lays a hand on his shoulder.]
Peter 3
Heads up, the old man's got web blood.
(off Peter 1's look:)
I mean, he just...
[Peter 2 mimes a "thwip".]
Peter 3 (CONT'D.)
And it-- It comes out of him!
[Beat.]
Peter 1
That's so gross.
Peter 3
Right?!
[A lighting bolt strikes, nearly missing the both of them. They make an unspoken agreement to talk about it later and gun after Electro.]