Dredd’s lays a trap for Elvis, but falls into a trap laid by Elvis.
Ol’ Stoney Face
Dredd knows finding Elvis in the entire colony is going to be a tall order, so he goes on TV and taunts Elvis – saying the car is too scared to come out and face Dredd.
The plan backfires somewhat when Elvis gets one step ahead of the Judge and gets into his apartment, ties up Walter and then clobbers Dredd when he goes home for a nap.
Friends of Dredd
Walter is tied up by Elvis in Dredd’s apartment.
The Big Meg (and Beyond)
A vast network of caverns lie underneath Luna-1, where people lived before the Moon Domes were constructed. Elvis is able to use them to access Dredd’s apartment without being spotted.
After last issue’s successful use of corrosive acid to defeat the cars, Judges are now checking all cars for murderous tendencies. They’re armed with portable “Corrodo Guns”.
Dredd sums up Elvis here as having the personality of a 5-year-old, but the brain of a sophisticated computer. After wreaking havoc last issue, here he hides out in a “Con-Apt Building” as an uninvited guest of the Tweedles. He uses the time to play with all his stolen toys, but gets bored pretty quickly.
He appears to fall for Dredd’a taunting very easily, but rather than going and facing Dredd directly he goes and waits for the Judge-Marshal at his apartment.
We also learn here that poor old Dave Parton had a wife – Elvis calls her Mum.
Apparently 30 Judges were “smeared” by the evil cars last issue.
I think Elvis is much better explained here than he was before. He’s smart but has the personality of a 5-year-old, which works well here as he plays with his toys and sings songs.
Good fun, but basically just treading water until the big final confrontation. The only other observation is the number of typos that are creeping in to the issue. I imagine with a weekly publication schedule things were being done fast back in 1978!
Just to be clear, this is not a complaint. I actually like the occasional reminder that hard-working (and probably over-worked!) people were slaving away at something I’m reading and enjoying nearly 40 years later.