"Just my kind of interrogation." Gwen is reliable, so leaving the kid in her hands (webs?) is good enough for Sam. Especially if it means he gets to punch things instead.

He launches himself straight forward, blasting behind him to pick his speed up, aiming to tackle Evil Mr. Fantastic straight to the ground.

(It's so straightforward that it's bound to fail somehow, but Sam's not one for making things complicated.)