+His hand touches another bomb, and an idea sparks as laughter bubbles from his chest. He holds the bomb over - under? - his head and activates it. The timer starts with a click, but the Goblin doesn't let go.

Holy sh¡± ! This guy is suicidal ! And he's gonna take Spider-Man with him !! "What are you DOING !?" He shouts, too focused on the explosive to realize how close they were getting to that building. Trying to shoot a web at it, the organette at his wrist cramps up, producing nothing. Humiliating.