He's one of the only guys I ever met I knew was dumber than me. Aleksei Sytsevich. This big idiot, he's a Russian mobster but just a thug with no future, right? Until opportunity knocks and some scientists spend a billion rubles or whatever it is on putting this giant moron into a rhinoceros onesie so he can kidnap an astronaut.

[Every insult is delivered with the sort of fond tenderness of true friendship that allows the most vicious words.]

We only worked together the one time, the last time for Doc Ock. [When the Sinister Six thought they were saving the world from global warming and the world bought it, but whoops. Turns out Doc Ock is a psycho who wanted to kill everything because he was dying.] But we met plenty of times, in prison a lot. Bars with no names. Just around. He only knew how to put one foot in front of the other. I seen the guy tear a tank in half so easy it was like he didn't even notice, but with these giant hands like a Christmas ham I also seen him do the most delicate carpentry you ever seen in your life.

He follows the code. He's a crook. But he did it all to feed his family at first, then he didn't know how to do nothing else. Especially when he turned into a [He stops himself saying freak, just to not start the argument again.] superhuman. Remind you of anyone?