2010-10-22
Original: 2010-10-22 on Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal
Transcript
Title text (above the comic): MOVIES HAVE A LOT OF BAD SCIENCE. HOW COME THERE'S NEVER BAD MATH?
Panel 1: A man in a lab coat (Stan) stands in a doorway, looking alarmed. A blonde woman (Sally) faces him.
Sally: STAN?
Stan: SALLY! WE'VE GOT TO GET OUT OF THE CITY!
Panel 2: The man stands at a window looking out at a city skyline; the blonde woman is in the foreground.
Sally: WHY?!
Stan: TWO... HAS MUTATED.
Panel 3: Close-up of the man's face, looking grim, holding up a small triangle near his glasses.
(no dialogue)
Panel 4: Close-up of the man's face, looking worried.
(no dialogue)
Panel 5: Orange/red background. The blonde woman recoils in horror, hands raised. The man is seen from behind.
Stan: INTO THREE.
Votey: A man's face in close-up.
Man: HEY... WANNA HAVE A TWOSOME?
Panel 1: A man in a lab coat (Stan) stands in a doorway, looking alarmed. A blonde woman (Sally) faces him.
Sally: STAN?
Stan: SALLY! WE'VE GOT TO GET OUT OF THE CITY!
Panel 2: The man stands at a window looking out at a city skyline; the blonde woman is in the foreground.
Sally: WHY?!
Stan: TWO... HAS MUTATED.
Panel 3: Close-up of the man's face, looking grim, holding up a small triangle near his glasses.
(no dialogue)
Panel 4: Close-up of the man's face, looking worried.
(no dialogue)
Panel 5: Orange/red background. The blonde woman recoils in horror, hands raised. The man is seen from behind.
Stan: INTO THREE.
Votey: A man's face in close-up.
Man: HEY... WANNA HAVE A TWOSOME?
Alt text
A title above the comic reads: 'Movies have a lot of bad science. How come there's never bad math?' In the comic, a man in a lab coat named Stan bursts through a doorway and tells a blonde woman, Sally, 'We've got to get out of the city!' She asks why, and looking out a window at a city skyline he says, 'Two... has mutated.' After grim, worried close-ups of his face (in one he holds up a small triangle), he delivers the punchline: 'Into three.' Sally recoils in horror against an alarm-red background. The joke treats a mathematical impossibility (the number two changing into three) as a city-destroying disaster movie crisis. Votey: a close-up of a man's face as he says, 'Hey... wanna have a twosome?'
Transcribed by Claude Opus 4.8.