torture
Original: torture on Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal
Transcript
Panel 1: A bald man with an eyepatch (a Bond-villain type) sits at a table. He gestures.
Villain: You will talk, Mr. Bond!
Panel 2: A dark-haired man in a suit (a James Bond type) replies.
Bond: Never!
Panel 3: The villain leans forward over the table.
Villain: Do you know what these are, Mr. Bond?
Panel 4: Close-up.
Bond: Glasses?
Panel 5: The villain explains his scheme.
Villain: Yes. I'll be putting them on your face for you instead of letting you just put them on yourself over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over...
Panel 6: Bond, horrified, reacts.
Bond (thinking/sweating): The microfilm is in my socks.
Votey: A separate small panel. In cursive/handwritten lettering it reads: "worth". (Decorative hand-drawn word — no additional dialogue.)
Villain: You will talk, Mr. Bond!
Panel 2: A dark-haired man in a suit (a James Bond type) replies.
Bond: Never!
Panel 3: The villain leans forward over the table.
Villain: Do you know what these are, Mr. Bond?
Panel 4: Close-up.
Bond: Glasses?
Panel 5: The villain explains his scheme.
Villain: Yes. I'll be putting them on your face for you instead of letting you just put them on yourself over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over...
Panel 6: Bond, horrified, reacts.
Bond (thinking/sweating): The microfilm is in my socks.
Votey: A separate small panel. In cursive/handwritten lettering it reads: "worth". (Decorative hand-drawn word — no additional dialogue.)
Alt text
A black-and-white comic parodying a James Bond interrogation scene. A bald, eyepatch-wearing villain sits across a table from a dark-haired man in a suit (a Bond stand-in). The villain says "You will talk, Mr. Bond!" Bond answers "Never!" The villain holds up a pair of glasses and asks "Do you know what these are, Mr. Bond?" Bond guesses "Glasses?" The villain reveals his torture: "Yes. I'll be putting them on your face for you instead of letting you just put them on yourself, over and over and over and over..." In the final panel a sweating, horrified Bond thinks to himself "The microfilm is in my socks." The joke: the mundane torment of someone else repeatedly placing your glasses on your face is treated as unbearable torture, and Bond inadvertently reveals where his secret is hidden. Votey (small bonus panel): a single hand-lettered word in cursive reading "worth".
Transcribed by Claude Opus 4.8.