Dick Tracy by Mike Curtis and Charles Ettinger for November 28, 2008

By golly, Tracy finally meets Braces. MF’s head is still talking, I see. It’s probably thinking about that bunny farm.

Watch MF/BF laser Braces from on the ground! MF/BF is the smartest kid in the room, it seems! Not only does Braces not follow instructions, but it was his stupid plan that got us to this revoltin’ development, as Chester A. Riley used to say.

marktrail says:

Not like Tracy to let the bad guy get the drop on him so easily.

Not the Tracy we all remember and love, anyway, This Tracy? Meh.

Hey Grok…howcome you can get away with saying fart, but I get bleeped for saying dar_n. If you were a pro, I could understand, but you’re just a free-loader like me. Panel 2 is getting eerily like your version of the story. I think MF is seeing visions of dancing bunnies about now.

What happened to Tracy’s face in Panel#3? Doesn’t really look like Tracy… kind of looks like Sam is doing a stand in for Tracy today. And Sam is not very happy about it!

I wonder if BabyBot has another bullet left in his blaster…..or if he was just a one-shot wonder.

Remember Traze-R is still around. Even with his deflicted eyes he’ll save the day.

Shirl(ey)’s sister has a name!!!!

I thought MF/BF’s arm was much further away from his body?

Where’s Robo-Tracy?

MF/BF is trying to say something, “Brazes…Why did you get me involved in such a stupid story??? Oh by the way, where are the film canisters you twit?”

Why is Braces still there? After all this time NO BACKUP?? Where the Heck is the SWAT team? Dunkin Donuts?

Good thing we have Grok and BMB to entertain us cause there is NO CHANCE this story can get any worse. This is the bottom of the the barrel.

Braces had run over as quickly as he could to where Brute- Force laid sprawled out all over the floor. His heart skipped a beat when it appeared that despite the odds his robot somehow was still functioning, albeit very limited. Braces saw what looked to be a police officer in overalls running away while someone in a dark suit was standing next to Brute-Force, talking into his wrist. Although he appeared old and senile Brace thought it best not to take any chances.

“Hands up”.

Tracy turned around to face one of the ugliest looking persons he’d ever seen. “Ye Gads”, he thought, “How much metal does this guy have in his mouth”? “WHO the blazes are you”? Tracy asked with squinted eyes to fight the glare coming from Braces teeth. Tracy couldn’t help but notice the guys’ funny hand that was holding the gun. “What’s that all about”? he wondered.

Brace felt no reason to rush out of there. Even thought Brute-Force was somehow defeated he still felt pride in him. “Let’s just say a friend of the robot. Call me Braces”.

Magnum-Force lay scattered all over the floor. “What Happened to me”? he wondered. His gaze moved to the name Dick Locher that was written on the ground next to him. For some reason seeing this name caused a rage to overcome him. MF tried to pound his fist on top of the name but wasn’t able to move his arm. He finally noticed that Braces had come over to where he was. “Why is he wasting valuable time talking to that stupid police person”, MF’s mind raged as he vowed to himself that the first thing he would do when he got put back together would be to terminate Braces, very slowly. MF tried to get Braces attention. “Brazes”. He weakly got out.

Braces didn’t hear Magnum-Force calling out to him. He was to busy taking charge of the situation. He began to bark out orders. “He is very valuable to us. We’ll take the pieces. Get the truck, Roma”.

Tracy wondered if he should take a chance jumping Braces since he was pointing the gun away from him. As Tracy wondered what to do he suddenly got distracted. “Why do I always wear a striped tie”? he pondered. This caused him to forget who he was and what he was doing there. “Where did that hot chick Queenie go to”?

To Be Continued…………

So MF’s pieces are reassembling, and Braces plans on finding out how good Fu Manchu’s robot repair service is. Meanwhile Roma and the other gang member have the one-man SWAT guy covered, but the tiny hovertank is probably texting Diet Smith to send over Traz-r II to help these dumb police persons.

So it’s easier to repair a blown-up robot, than to just call up QVC and order another one. Good to know.

I like how the criminal mastermind gives up the name that everyone knows him by. Such a clever interrogation tactic DT, - Ask the villan.

That left hand in panel 1 sure does look like the space invader from ATHF. That has got to be some sort of patent violation.

BB sez: As Tracy wondered what to do he suddenly got distracted. “Why do I always wear a striped tie”? he pondered.

Wonderful.

This is beginning to look more and more like Mayberry RFD. Where’s Barney and his bullet?

Dickbot may be down, but he’s not out! I bet we hear from him again before this is all over!

Why DOES he always wear a striped tie? No sleep for me tonight.

Sad to see Roma Downey getting mixed up in such a caper.

Suddenly, two teeny tiny magnetic tapes fell out of Braces’ cuff…

BF/MF got out his last words: “It’s…under…the giant W…look…for the …giant…W”

BB, you’re a genius.

Queenie, unfortunately, was cremated in the smokestack. I miss her. She had the incredible ability to hover in mid-air for almost a month. Locher’s artwork on Queenie’s outfit (before the black bodysuit) was some of his best.

Ludwig, I know where you are going! Heh-heh! You liked Queenie’s 3X “back porch” that stuffed up the smokestack of that boat! You’re right (as usual), Locher could draw a derriere. Now if he could only do a hand….

Morrow, I miss the days of the ol’ board. Anybody know what happened to Sparky?

Ludwig - I treid to email Sparky back when the old board first closed but never got a response. Hope all is well with ‘ol Sparx. Remember his contests? He knew his DT!

Good to have found this board alive (and lively thanks to you and BB).