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2009-06-19

Original: 2009-06-19 on Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal

Transcript

Panel 1 (narration caption): WE WERE IN ARIZONA ON OUR HONEYMOON, 50 YEARS AGO.
(Scene: a man in a red vest stands in a rocky desert canyon, arms raised; a woman in the foreground holds up a camera, photographing him.)

Panel 2 (narration caption): I WAS ABOUT TO TAKE A PHOTO WHEN IT HAPPENED.
(Scene: the same man, now clutching his chest in distress, mouth open, one hand raised against the rock wall.)

Panel 3 (narration caption): I KNEW I COULDN'T SAVE HIM. TRAPPED IN THE HORROR OF THE MOMENT, I INSTINCTIVELY BEGAN SNAPPING PHOTO AFTER PHOTO AFTER PHOTO...
(Scene: a desert landscape under a yellow sun, with a spread of several black-and-white Polaroid-style photographs scattered across it, each showing the man in a slightly different falling/collapsing pose, like sequential frames.)

Panel 4:
Narrator / elderly woman (in a red car): DO YOU KNOW HOW FAST YOU WERE GOING?
(Scene: A police officer stands beside a red car, writing on a notepad, leaning toward the driver's window. The old woman driver is the one telling the story.)
Elderly woman: DO YOU LIKE FLIPBOOKS?

Votey:
(A muscular shirtless man with a small cross/plus mark on his chest gives a thumbs-up.)
Man: GIGOLO LOU DON'T WORK FOR FREE.
Man (second speech bubble): DO YOU LIKE FLIPBOOKS?

Alt text

A four-panel SMBC comic. An elderly woman narrates a story to a police officer who has pulled her over. Panel 1, captioned 'We were in Arizona on our honeymoon, 50 years ago,' shows a man in a red vest standing in a desert canyon while a woman photographs him. Panel 2, 'I was about to take a photo when it happened,' shows the man clutching his chest in distress. Panel 3, 'I knew I couldn't save him. Trapped in the horror of the moment, I instinctively began snapping photo after photo after photo...,' shows a desert scene strewn with several black-and-white photographs, each capturing the man in a successive falling pose, like flipbook frames. Panel 4 shows the present day: a cop beside her red car asks 'Do you know how fast you were going?' and the old woman driver replies, non-sequitur, 'Do you like flipbooks?' Votey: a shirtless, muscular man with a small cross on his chest gives a thumbs-up and says 'Gigolo Lou don't work for free,' then 'Do you like flipbooks?'

Transcribed by Claude Opus 4.8.