When last we left Doll Man he was hesitant to attack a foe who was crippled.
|The one-legged man, however, was un-hesistant to attack a foe who was six-inches tall and mentally divergent.|
One-Leg is the same man who, upon first perceiving Doll Man as a threat, said "Seize the impetuous little insect!", so we already know he has the stuff of true villainy. Sure enough, he immediately crafts an ironic death for Doll Man with a snide comment that no one can hear.
|Oh, yeah; that's the stuff. It's the gratuitous "little" that really does it.|
While his two-legged cronies lie around, knocked unconscious by Doll Man, One-Leg just ties a rock to the box and throws it off a pier.
|How deliciously dismissive; "Well, that was fun! Who's for Chinese?"|
|I bet he whistled as he walked away.|
Of course, as Easily Escaped Deathtraps go, a wet cardboard box isn't particularly threatening to a six-inch man with the strength of a six-foot man.
Personally, I'd imagine re-enlarging oneself would be a pretty automatic reflex in getting to the surface faster. Is Doll Man's chemically-altered brain able to resist such reflexes? Or maybe his full-size strength is able to propel his lightweight form to the surface with the speed of a bullet? In my experience, human beings are not designed to be propelled through the water at bullet-speed, so that would seem to be a problem in itself. For some reason, I have no trouble understanding The Atom, but The Doll Man leaves me continually perplexed.
|Is Doll Man still buoyant at that size? Does it make a difference...?|
|"Oh, no, you di-in't!|
NOW we are going to see Doll Man dole out some vengeful butt-whippings!
|So, is that suit perfectly dry or completely soaked? Show your work.|
He's been holding back with these saboteurs, giving them warnings and love-taps and the chance to reconsider their actions, like he's the Wonder Woman of Escher City. But NOW?! No more Mister Nice Doll.
|"Hullo, Letterman General? I just wanted to make sure you have enough hospital beds for the passel of pummeled saboteurs I'm planning on sending your way!"|
That's the wind up, and here's the pitch, HERE IT COMES!
He... finally just calls the authorities?
|"Caught by one tiny man trapped in a wet candy box at the bottom of the ocean, according to eyewitness Mr. P. Pufferfish of San Francisco Bay, now being treated at the Letterman General mental trauma ward."|
|"Mine yer own business, flatfoot, I'm admiring myself."|
It... it WAS a cop. Several cops. Doll Man just called the cops, who apprehended the saboteurs (and somehow convicted them with zero evidence of wrongdoing other than a wet candy box). All Doll Man did was get his *** kicked by a cripple and thrown into the ocean and then took credit.
Oh, well; that's our Doll Man!