INT. DIMLY LIT ROOM -- NIGHT
We see Jason standing eager, faced towards a wall. Bundles of newspaper structure the room, stalagmites of old media. Looking closer we notice he's face-to-face with a poster which appears to be crudely taped to a full-body mirror.
There's an uncomfortable silence.
CUT TO: over-the-shoulder, the poster is J. Jonah Jameson and the eyes are torn out. Jason's eyes are perfectly positioned in the reflection.
He grabs at the poster and sheers a wedge down the face, revealing a now-lit cigar in Jason's mouth. It's an identical match.
JASON (triumphant, but also kind of a whisper)
Not today, Peter... No, today I become something so much more.
- editor and camera operator