Dick Tracy by Mike Curtis and Charles Ettinger for October 24, 2019

Her predicament isn’t as dire as it appeared yesterday.

Good morning™, bird watchers!

The sky already didn’t look too friendly the last couple of days, but now it’s actually raining. The cold combined with the rain will makes things quite uncomfortable for Frisk

Somebody please explain what is the endgame of those nitwits. Are they punishing Frisk? If they want her dead, why didn’t they kill her? Do those fools think anybody will believe that Frisk got there by herself to comit suicide by hogtying herself on the roof? Did those dimwits forget that Coffee saw them at the theater? Again, what is supposed to be their endgame here?

Good morning™, determined death defiers !

She better get “frisky” with getting herself untied. Does she have a secret knife in her sleeve that will pop out to cut herself loose with ?  Even if/when she gets free I’m sure the access door to the roof will have been locked but then maybe not since they weren’t figuring on her surviving much less getting free.

Someone please tell me how she knows it was Bonnie and Clyde who put her there?

Ridiculous story.

It wasn’t Bonnie & Clyde… Booby and Clod is more like it !

Now, now, be more polite to the crows and they may peck the ropes away and free you.

Is that cigarette breath I see?

A “Perils of Pauline” predicament!

The ledge grew an extra 3 feet from panel one to panel three( no,it’s not the angle or an illusion)

Can’t make these type of mistakes if you care about your product.

“Now,” she thinks, “it’s time to employ the secret techniques I learned from the Tulku in far Tibet. Oh, yeah . . . and I still have to return the hedge trimmer to Lamont. Details . . . details . . .”

Time to see what she has up her sleeve like someone said!!! While she is singing the song “Up on the Roof” LOL!!!

Crows rarely attack humans. They must have a nestling nearby.

Perhaps the infamous duo, chain smoker 1 and chain smoker 2, soaked the rope in something to attract the crows? There has to be something to get her to the endpoint, unless CS1 and CS2 want her to starve to death – or die of hypothermia – up there.

1-PRIMM: Ugh. It feels like I’ve been up here for days.

2-CROW: Hey lady. We’re gonna go spray paint some freshly washed cars. Wanna come along? PRIMM: Does it look like I’m in a position to come along?

3-CROW: I don’t know lady. You’re the one hallucinating about talking birds.

PRIMM: Yeah, well that’ll happen when you haven’t had a smoke in days.

CROW: You been up here 8 hours lady.

PRIMM: HOW AM I STILL ALIVE! Be a pal and go see if you can find a still smoldering butt on the sidewalk…

The Howells tied her up? How could she know that if she was unconscious? The last thing she should remember is her mother stabbing her with the syringe.

I sense commenters were expecting continuity. Obviously they haven’t been following things the last couple years. Great observation BTW Neil. BTW, what’s Dick Tracy been up to lately? Must be vacationing again.

Frisk is about to become frisky.

You had the chance to kill her when she was out cold. You’ll be sorry!

This sequence reminds of a sequence around 1972 (radio carbon dating myself) during the later Gould years. As I recall, Dick Tracy (remember him?) and a kid (I think his name was Peanut Butter, not sure) were tied up in a death trap. Tracy’s neck was tied up to the kid, his feet were tied up to a anvil or something, if he let the anvil drop it would set off an explosion that would kill Tracy & the kid. As I recall, Tracy saved himself & the kid by twisting his belt around so the buckle was behind him, & he could use his buckle to cut the rope binding his hands. Amazing the things you remember.

According to Mike on Facebook, there will be guest stars on Sunday.

Well, with these medium-close-up shots I now can see that the Howells have hog-tied Friskie around that HVAC bar just to hold her in place and that she is in no immediate danger of falling over the edge of the high-rise, though if she has vertigo she may sicken with the view down however-many stories to the ground. And the carrion crows are impatiently awaiting their dinner, which is chilling in the twilight (must be cold up there on the roof)!

It’s going to take quite a stroke of fortune for her to get out of this—maybe spotted by a coincidentally passing police helicopter? Or by some visiting superhero [see Ray Toler’s post immediately above this one]?