trust-2
Original: trust-2 on Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal
Transcript
Panel 1:
Woman (with reddish-brown hair, in a teal top): I want you to fall back and trust me to catch you.
Man (bald, in a red shirt): Absolutely not.
Panel 2:
Man: I trust you with our savings. I trust you with our children. I trust you with my life. But I do not trust you to spare me from a trick where I fall and look like an idiot.
Panel 3:
(The woman stands silently, looking aside. No dialogue.)
Panel 4 (the two shown as silhouettes against a dark background):
Woman: I was gonna have you land on a balloon filled with slime.
Man: Of course, my love. Of course you were.
Votey:
A woman's voice (from off-panel, pointing at the man): Do it for love or whatever.
(The man's face wears a resigned, exhausted, slightly pained expression.)
Woman (with reddish-brown hair, in a teal top): I want you to fall back and trust me to catch you.
Man (bald, in a red shirt): Absolutely not.
Panel 2:
Man: I trust you with our savings. I trust you with our children. I trust you with my life. But I do not trust you to spare me from a trick where I fall and look like an idiot.
Panel 3:
(The woman stands silently, looking aside. No dialogue.)
Panel 4 (the two shown as silhouettes against a dark background):
Woman: I was gonna have you land on a balloon filled with slime.
Man: Of course, my love. Of course you were.
Votey:
A woman's voice (from off-panel, pointing at the man): Do it for love or whatever.
(The man's face wears a resigned, exhausted, slightly pained expression.)
Alt text
A four-panel SMBC comic in color. Panel 1: A woman with reddish-brown hair in a teal top tells a bald man in a red shirt, "I want you to fall back and trust me to catch you." He flatly replies, "Absolutely not." Panel 2: The man explains, "I trust you with our savings. I trust you with our children. I trust you with my life. But I do not trust you to spare me from a trick where I fall and look like an idiot." Panel 3: The woman stands silently, looking off to the side. Panel 4: The two are shown as black silhouettes against a dark background. The woman admits, "I was gonna have you land on a balloon filled with slime," and the man replies, "Of course, my love. Of course you were." The joke is that his refusal to do the trust fall was completely justified. Votey (bonus panel): A black-and-white close-up of the man's resigned, weary, slightly pained face as an off-panel voice (the woman) urges, "Do it for love or whatever."
Transcribed by Claude Opus 4.8.