Your Hobie

Peter B. Parker: Kid, look at me--

Miles: Stop calling me that.

Hobie: There we go.

Jessica: Hobie, you're not helping.

Hobie: Good.

Peter B.: Miles, please understand--

Miles: You can’t ask me not to save my father.

Miguel: I’m not asking.

Miguel then traps Miles inside a red laser cage, while Miles looks around and punches it, trying to get out

Gwen: Stop that!

Miguel: We let him leave, he'll only do more damage, you both know that!

Gwen: Miguel, that's enough!