Dogbert is standing on a stool. The Boss is sitting across from him; the consultick is still inside The Boss' torso. Dogbert says, "I can either save your life or the consultant's life, but one of you will die." The Boss replies, "Give us a minute to discuss it." The Boss stands and says, "He recommends that you kill me."
Asok is sitting at his computer terminal and thinks, "Oh no! I got an e-mail chain letter. It says I'll die if I don't send it to ten more people." Asok thinks, "But if I forward the message, the Curse of Dogbert will be upon me." Asok looks like Dogbert, as do Alice and Wally (dog ears and dog nose). Asok says, "...So, I figured a curse is better than certain death, right?" Wally says, "Spank you very much." Alice puts her hands on her hips and looks angry.
The Boss says to Dilbert, "You've got to work eighteen hours a day to compete in this industry!" Dilbert cunningly says, "Let's just say we work eighteen hours a day. Maybe our competitors will die trying to match us." The Boss asks Dilbert, "Would that work?" Dilbert answers, "It almost worked for us."
Dilbert and Dogbert, who is wearing a magician's hat, sit on pillows with a glass ball between them. Dilbert says, "I don't understand how you can become a certified swami by mail in three weeks." Dogbert replies, "Oh, I'm just a trainee." Dogbert continues, "In the beginning you just keep it general, to build the trust of your clientelle." Dogbert looks into the glass ball and predicts, "Eventually, you will die . . ."
Dilbert: "It seems almost unnatural for me to have an actual girlfriend."
LIZ: "Why?"
Dilbert: "It's like when the captain on 'Star Trek' falls in love, and you know the woman will die in an unlikely accident."
"Hey! We just saw our first shooting star!"
The Boss says to Wally and Dilbert, "I hid the emergency flashights so no one can play with them." Wally replies, "Who plays with flashlight? That's the dumbest thing I've ever heard." As Wally and Dilbert leaves, the Boss thinks to himself "The short Jedi will die first."
Carol: "I need a day off to attend my twin sister's funeral."
The Boss: "A whole day? How well did you know her?"
Carol: "She.. was.. my... twin."
The Boss: "But not identical!"
Carol: "How does that matter?"
The Boss: "Well, she didn't even look like you."
The Boss: "And yet you want a whole day off for a service that takes fifteen minutes."
Carol: "Gaa! It would be impossible to be more insensitive!"
The Boss: "I'll compromise. My pet gerbil is on his last legs. I'll give you the day off if you toss him in the casket so I don't have to bury him myself."
Carol: "When do you think it will die?"
The Boss: "Depends. How much does your sister weigh?"
Dilbert: My hiding strategy of going off the grid was working until I ate that berry. If I call for help, the government will find me. If I don't I will die. I choose life! Phone: No service.
The self-driving car named Carl.
Dilbert: Carl, take me to the grocery store.
Carl: Do you know that if I drive you off a cliff, you will die, whereas I would respawn in a new body?
Dilbert: Maybe I'll walk.
Carl: Maybe you should.
CEO: Why is everyone so panicked about coronavirus when maybe only 1% who get it will die?
Catbert: One percent of the population of Earth would be...77 million dead.
CEO: Yes, but the whole world won't get it.
Catbert: They will if they listen to you.
