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While they may never meet, the imagination runs wild: perhaps in some alternate timeline, Sadie is the Judge, issuing sentences of "Life in confinement... for having a terrible outfit!" It’s a crossover that will never happen, but it’s fun to think about—just don’t say it too loud, or you might find yourself answering to Judge Dredd.
“You hesitated for 0.3 seconds after his weapon dropped. You made a choice.”
She looked at the body. At the shattered face of a man who was a victim ten years ago and a monster tonight. She thought of her own first year on the streets. The first perp she’d executed. The way her hands shook for three days. dredd sadie summers
Dredd was silent for a long four seconds. Long enough for the rain to start again, thin and cold.
The rain over the ruined hab-block had finally stopped, but the air still tasted of ozone, soykaf, and blood. Judge Sadie Summers knelt in the rubble, her Lawgiver trained on the cracked plasti-crete floor. The perp—a Futsie hopped on homemade bio-chems—was dead. His chest was a smoking crater. She hadn’t meant to fire twice. The first round was textbook. The second was anger. While they may never meet, the imagination runs
“I saw.” Dredd stopped beside her, visor fixed on the corpse. “I asked for the debrief after the second round.”
Sadie Summers returns to adult films after 15 years as a nurse You made a choice
If Sadie represents the freedom to be silly, emotional, and irrational, Dredd represents the crushing demand for order and logic. They are the ultimate "Odd Couple" of animated storytelling.