quack
Original: quack on Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal
Transcript
Panel 1:
The Pope (in white robes and mitre, alone): "QUACK! QUACK! QUACK! I'M A DUCK! QUACK! QUACK! QUACK! QUACK!"
Panel 2:
The Pope (noticing a dark figure off to the side): "QUACK! QUACK! QUACK QUA-- OH MY GOD. CARDINAL PIACENZA. HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN THERE?"
Panel 3:
The Pope: "BUT A MOMENT, YOUR HOLINESS."
[Note: the speaker attribution in the art has the Cardinal addressing the Pope; the line "But a moment, your Holiness" is the Cardinal's reply.]
Panel 4:
The Pope: "CARDINAL, LET US AGREE TO NEVER SPEAK OF THIS, AND LET US AGREE THAT A SIDEWAYS MITRE RESEMBLES A DUCK'S BILL."
Panel 5:
The Cardinal: "YES, YOUR HOLINESS."
Panel 6:
The Pope: "THIS CELIBACY THING REALLY GETS TO YOU AFTER A WHILE, AM I RIGHT?"
The Cardinal: "PLEASE REMEMBER TO LOCK YOUR DOOR, YOUR HOLINESS."
Votey:
A cardinal (wearing a tall mitre with a cross on it), looking stern and touching his chin, says: "Excommunicated!"
The Pope (in white robes and mitre, alone): "QUACK! QUACK! QUACK! I'M A DUCK! QUACK! QUACK! QUACK! QUACK!"
Panel 2:
The Pope (noticing a dark figure off to the side): "QUACK! QUACK! QUACK QUA-- OH MY GOD. CARDINAL PIACENZA. HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN THERE?"
Panel 3:
The Pope: "BUT A MOMENT, YOUR HOLINESS."
[Note: the speaker attribution in the art has the Cardinal addressing the Pope; the line "But a moment, your Holiness" is the Cardinal's reply.]
Panel 4:
The Pope: "CARDINAL, LET US AGREE TO NEVER SPEAK OF THIS, AND LET US AGREE THAT A SIDEWAYS MITRE RESEMBLES A DUCK'S BILL."
Panel 5:
The Cardinal: "YES, YOUR HOLINESS."
Panel 6:
The Pope: "THIS CELIBACY THING REALLY GETS TO YOU AFTER A WHILE, AM I RIGHT?"
The Cardinal: "PLEASE REMEMBER TO LOCK YOUR DOOR, YOUR HOLINESS."
Votey:
A cardinal (wearing a tall mitre with a cross on it), looking stern and touching his chin, says: "Excommunicated!"
Alt text
A six-panel comic. The Pope, in white robes and a tall pointed mitre, stands alone happily quacking: "QUACK! QUACK! I'M A DUCK! QUACK!" Mid-quack he freezes in horror as he notices a dark-robed figure watching from the edge of the room: "OH MY GOD. CARDINAL PIACENZA. HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN THERE?" The cardinal replies that he's only just arrived ("But a moment, your Holiness"). The Pope, recovering, proposes a deal: "Cardinal, let us agree to never speak of this, and let us agree that a sideways mitre resembles a duck's bill." The cardinal flatly agrees: "Yes, your Holiness." In the final panel the Pope tries to bond over it: "This celibacy thing really gets to you after a while, am I right?" while the unamused cardinal walks off saying, "Please remember to lock your door, your Holiness." Votey: a close-up of a stern cardinal in a cross-marked mitre, touching his chin and declaring, "Excommunicated!"
Transcribed by Claude Opus 4.8.