2012-05-21
Original: 2012-05-21 on Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal
Transcript
Panel 1 (a woman with orange hair, speaking earnestly):
Woman: It's a frightening thing, to love. Those who love not die once. Those who love die twice.
Panel 2 (the woman, close up):
Woman: If you die first, you die along with the years you would have shared.
Panel 3 (the woman, eyes closed, anguished):
Woman: If you die last, you die along with the years you would have shared.
Panel 4 (the woman, tearful):
Woman: And yet, for all, I would die a thousand deaths to have the rest of my life... with you...
Panel 5 (a different scene: the woman, now angry, sits beside a man in a white shirt):
Woman: Shutup! Shutup, newcomer!
Man: Honey, we can buy you a new vibrator.
Votey:
(The woman, smiling tenderly, with someone embracing her from behind)
Woman: I'll be buried with you one day.
Woman: It's a frightening thing, to love. Those who love not die once. Those who love die twice.
Panel 2 (the woman, close up):
Woman: If you die first, you die along with the years you would have shared.
Panel 3 (the woman, eyes closed, anguished):
Woman: If you die last, you die along with the years you would have shared.
Panel 4 (the woman, tearful):
Woman: And yet, for all, I would die a thousand deaths to have the rest of my life... with you...
Panel 5 (a different scene: the woman, now angry, sits beside a man in a white shirt):
Woman: Shutup! Shutup, newcomer!
Man: Honey, we can buy you a new vibrator.
Votey:
(The woman, smiling tenderly, with someone embracing her from behind)
Woman: I'll be buried with you one day.
Alt text
A five-panel comic. In the first four panels, an orange-haired woman delivers an increasingly emotional, melodramatic monologue about love and death, directly to camera. Panel 1: "It's a frightening thing, to love. Those who love not die once. Those who love die twice." Panel 2: "If you die first, you die along with the years you would have shared." Panel 3 (eyes shut, pained): "If you die last, you die along with the years you would have shared." Panel 4 (tearful): "And yet, for all, I would die a thousand deaths to have the rest of my life... with you..." The final wide panel reveals the reality: the woman, now furious, snaps at the object of her devotion: "Shutup! Shutup, newcomer!" while a man in a white shirt standing nearby says, "Honey, we can buy you a new vibrator." The joke: her grand romantic monologue was being addressed to a vibrator. Votey (an aftercomic panel): the woman smiles tenderly as someone embraces her from behind, and she says, "I'll be buried with you one day."
Transcribed by Claude Opus 4.8.