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Wait just a second.
You’re the guy with all the superhuman powers.
You’re the one who can fly through the air, repel bullets, bench press cars, save beautiful girls, etcetera.
Why, all of a sudden, is the fate of the world on my shoulders?
I’m just the sidekick, remember?
I’m not the save-the-world type.
I’m just here for, like, moral support.
Hold up, you’re not trying to use me as bait, are you?