like to say that this episode (#4) marked a turning point
in the new series and they will all be great from here on
out, but I don't know yet. At this point, the show is more
focused on myopia than villainy to create conflict.
premise of this episode is that The
Tick needs to get his superhero license. Of course,
to do that he has to know his real name and date of birth
(etc) and he doesn't have a clue. There is a good scene
where he reports himself to the police as a missing person,
though, and he ends up on a milk carton which was pretty
in all, though, I wish they would introduce some new elements
into the show. It is really more like any other sitcom with
people sitting around bantering in a diner than The Tick
I expected given the comics and cartoons.
minor trend I noticed is continued here; the heroes are
all lawbreakers to some extent. So far we've seen Bat
Manuel with thousands of unpaid parking tickets, Captain
Liberty ticketed for not cleaning up after her dog and
later busted for posing nude, and in this episode we see
Batmanuel stealing newspapers out of the machine. Maybe
Tick will fight them instead...
episode features these Superheroes:
The Tick, Arthur,
Liberty, and Medusa.
Named but not appearing:
The Weasel, The Colon, The Amazing Forehead
episode features these Supervillains:
Mugshot; notice he's about 7' tall.
Tick's Superhero License (Notice the name; I.P. Daley)
am The Tick.
How then does one procure this laminated rectangle
A little levity never hurt anybody, did it Thelma?
Thelma and Arthur, sittin' in a tree, PLZGROB!
My first letter of rejection and I haven't even
started my novel yet.
I am a citizen of the moment. I built my white picket
fence around the "now" with a commanding view of the
"soon to be".
I am the sterling silver ladle of justice, pouring
its foamy cream over the just-picked strawberries
of crime. (Arthur) Tick, that won't fit on the application.
Oh, do you smell that Arthur? Urine, vomit, stale
coffee, cheap perfume, vermin, fecal matter…sweet
ambrosia to my olfactory senses. It's the stink of
justice that you just can't shower off!
I'd like to report a missing person, me!
I remember nothing…does that count?
Worried to death…oh, you poor zombie; that's no way
Who knows who else may come out of the woodwork and
tell me who I am!
Don't forget; even though I'm Ted, you're still Arthur.
Here we are at the Grand Canyon. Do you remember being
at the Grand Canyon? (Tick) I remember vaguely making
a Grand Canyon…was that the same trip?
These lettuce fragments are unwieldy.
Dear, I was wondering
if this would be a good time to go out on patrol?
Jehosephat, woman! Crime IS my desert!
Dear lady who thinks
I'm her husband; we've been through a lot together.
The good times, the bad times, the me not allowed
to go on patrol times. We want different things. You
want a home and a husband and a family. I wan to be
the yin to villainy's malevolent yang. One of us is
clearly nuts. You probably think it's me, which is
Let me just pack a few things…I have no things.
he's from space.
Have you checked the local loony bin?
I wasn't born yesterday, though I am quite young…
If you do not know who Batmanuel is, you do not deserve
Oh, look at this! Can
you believe this? That little weasel The Weasel got
his name on the front page again, not to mention a
picture which, by the way, just shows you what a weasel
Arthur? You look so…plain.
Be prepared, if your answer is not scintillating,
my interest will fade quickly.
Arthur, would you be running along? Janet and I need
to have a conversation about when we will be having
Tick, I agree with the few measly scraps of what you
spewed out that made sense.
We got a guy stuck
halfway up a robot's ass, that's what we got.
Do you ever stop?
heard when she busts your balloons it can't be fixed.
But really, accounting...it
gives me a deep sense of satisfaction. Balancing the
books - that's the battle I want to win.