You mean the nightmares/tomatoes/murders/
CAST IN THE NAME OF GOD lipstick scrawlings?
Well, CWolf, fasten your seat belt and put on your thinking cap, because compared to the episodes to follow, #13 made a world of sense

) .
Yeah, I really like the
Wham!-Bam!-Bam! combination of
Daemonseed, Enemy Is Another Big , and
R-D .
These are three good episodes that get my thumbs-up, fer sher, and the climax of #13 is a great way to wrap-up a season of negotiating, winding-up Big O for a killer piston punches, telling Norman that it's OK dinner will be late, again, and sneaking glances at your live-in assistant when she isn't looking.
I'm a bit surprised that Roger left Gordon's farm after their interview without a bit more information.
Seems hardly worth the drive out there, unless he's planning on making a salad when he gets back home.
Maybe he wasn't feeling himself.
It's the final few minutes that really do it for me.
I like how Dorothy and Big O arrive just in a nick of time to save Roger's butt - and even though Dorothy claims that,
"It did it on it's own." , I like to patronize myself by believing that the red-head was simply too modest for wanting to take the credit for that maneuver.
You go, girl.
So, after having a pretty tough time of it where Roger has been fingered by the MP (thanks, Dastun), can't get a good night's sleep due to his suddenly-appearing nightmares and daytime hallucinations, and - if
that isn't enough - wondering where Dorothy's been as of late, Big O comes crashing up from the underground (reducing the formidable R-D to a pile of IC chips), his main doors open, and out pops Dorothy's head.
The sight of this is probably the best thing that could have happened to Roger at that point, because once the pair lock eyes and ackowledge what had just taken place, he seems quite relieved and more like his old self, even forgetting about that nasty hole in his arm and subsequent stain on his white shirt.
To complete the process, Dorothy gives him a bit of a snappy zinger when he asks why he hadn't seen her around The Bank, lately.
I don't think Roger really minded, however, and if he's like me, he was somewhat caught-up in the moment as he admired the spunk of his pretty assistant, and the awesome sight of Big O's silhouette against the amnesiatic sky.
Aahh.
Feels like old times.
Sure Promise strikes-up.
Norman announces that trouble's a'brewing with something (in the form of three Megadeuses) approaching the city from the Atlantic.
Dinner is put on hold as Roger tells Dorothy to put on her best shade of lipstick because they're going out - out to kick some ass.
It's a virtual who's-who of the memory-challenged city as the whole town's down by the waterfront to meet the approaching Megadeuses.
As Roger grips the joysticks, Dorothy dexterously leaps to his side, assisting him as they prepare to engage the threat off shore (while casting him a curious, sideways glance about his comment of choices and umbrellas in the rain).
As Roger shouts,
"SHOOOOOOOWW - TIIIIIIIIIME!" , Big O slams his knuckles together and fires a bright-as-the-sun Chromebuster just as the background music crescendoes to a pulse-raising peak.
That's quite a way to go out with a bang.
I like it.