How to Write a New Yorker Cartoon Caption: The Try Guys Edition
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Cartoon Caption Contest | Season One | Episode 15
How to Write a New Yorker Cartoon Caption: The Try Guys Edition
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Internet sensations and co-authors of “The Hidden Power of F*cking Up,” the Try Guys, split up to take a stab at their biggest challenge yet, our cartoon-caption contest.
Released on 07/16/2019
Transcript
[light musical tones]
I'm Zach. I'm Keith.
Hi I'm Ned! I'm Eugene.
And we're the Try Guys. We're the Try Guys.
We're the two smarter Try Guys.
Two smartest Try Guys.
And today we are filling out
New Yorker Cartoon Caption Contests.
That's what it's called?
We're filling out caption contests.
Wow, I don't know how this is gonna go.
I feel like we're all pretty clever.
All right so our first cartoon is right here.
Got a man on a conveyor belt.
No he's working the conveyor belt.
That's what I'm saying. This is a bleak existence.
There are no motivational posters on the walls.
I can't tell if that's supposed to be his real face,
or if he's wearing these.
Is this based on him? Right it's possible
that they're recreating his likeness,
or maybe his job is to try them on.
I want to describe all of these
with just how I would describe them as a narrator.
Like Carl, 45, stands at his bleak job
being badgered by his horrible boss.
He wonders how he got himself here,
but he still presses on, because these faces must be made.
I like that one. It's not really a caption,
is it? I got one.
We'll see if this is...
And our caption is...
When I told you to put yourself into your work,
I didn't mean this, Carl. Carl?
Carl? [drumroll]
All right, let's take a look at this first cartoon.
It looks like Karen from HR.
And she's definitely having a problem.
She's talking about all these guys with glasses.
Are they clones? Are they clones?
Or is it a commentary on men in the workforce
all being the same? I think that it's both!
Mm! He looks like a Carl.
We always like to say Carl. Why would a bunch
of similar men be in a room together?
Sex. Like they all
got in trouble for sexual harassment?
Too real. Too real.
Eugene, I got this! [squeaking]
Oh that marker.
All right. Oh God.
Rob, prepare the bathrooms,
new hire orientation just got done.
They're all gonna go poop at the same time. [laughing]
[drumroll]
Now this is a healthy work environment.
There's lightbulbs, creativity,
he looks tired and overworked, but he's got a smile.
He's got a smile.
Is this the dude from Ask Jeeves?
It does look like Jeeves. Yeah.
So I guess this kind of situation is Dr Frankenstein
created Frankenstein's monster.
The difference here
is that he has a very spiff butler named Carl.
Maybe he's just saying Dr Frankenstein,
everybody still thinks your monster is named Frankenstein.
[laughing] Is that a rat in the back?
That's a rat in the back. Wow,
this place is filthy, this guy is doing a shit job.
OK I got something. [squeaking]
I think you guys are gonna like this.
And our official caption is...
Carl, 24, wonders if his butler truly cares
about him or his work.
I gotta say, Carl's doing great for 24,
that he's got a butler, way to go Carl.
[drumroll]
OK this next one, it's like a boardroom
with four parrots, they're having a round table discussion.
What are these, employees of the month?
Past CEOs? Past CEOs?
They look a little nervous.
Maybe he's announcing bad news.
Mm hmm. Eugene! I got this.
Oh God, if it's Rob prepare the new hires
for the bathrooms again, I'm gonna kill you.
[squeaking] Don't giggle to yourself.
You're giving away how dad it's gonna be.
[clearing throat]
Sorry gents, cracker prices are too high.
We're gonna have to shut down grandpa's company.
[drumroll]
OK, this is an easy one.
I think we all know the obvious caption here.
You're not Will Smith! [laughing]
I like that aliens are always depicted
as kind of just humanoid, that's great.
This is clearly a farmer,
he is meeting a alien on a stairwell,
so maybe he is badgering him
about the lack of wheelchair access in this situation.
Maybe that's the commentary the New Yorker's going for.
Carl, 36, in the midst of jobs has an encounter
that will change the rest of his life.
This is decent.
This is one that I would've come up with when I was 12,
and I haven't gotten much better.
I believe it's clear that the alien is saying
Apologies Carl, 36, our tractor beam is out of service.
[drumroll]
Do you think that's hair or grass?
It looks like hair.
But it could be grass if the commentary is like,
He just sits in his chair watching TV all day.
It's two elderly people that are watching TV.
One of the people has been sitting there so long
has got hair on his hands, or grass for his head.
I think it's grass. I think it's grass.
Yeah. K.
Watch and learn meboy!
[squeaking]
Can you imagine this caption being in the New Yorker?
It's auto-playing the next episode
and I still can't find the remote.
'Cause they're watching this TV show on Netflix forever.
Mm.
He's like no, I'm growing grass out of my face.
His name's Carl. [drumroll]
[laughing] I got it! You got it?
You don't even need to-- Let's talk about it though.
Clearly she's upset that these men like the New York Jets,
understandable. [laughing] [laughing]
He's trying to help her deal with it
and just saying, Look, sometimes people
are just so set in their ways
you can't talk them out of it.
Sometimes they like a shitty team
there's nothing you can do about it.
She's at a therapist's office but then,
maybe he brought his friends to couples' therapy.
Maybe she is in a polygamous relationship.
You think they're all named Carl?
She's probably Carla.
But he's definitely Carl.
I got it.
[blowing] We're ready.
Carl, 37, places his hand on Carl, 28,
though his heart really belongs to Carl, 43
and his wife Carla, 39.
All of this occurs while Carl, 56 tries to understand
which Carl he admires most.
[drumroll]
All right we're on an airplane.
We have an amoeba.
He doesn't like sitting by this amoeba.
Yep, and she's concerned.
This guy's chillin' though. Yeah.
He's upset, he's talking to her.
This guy is just minding his own business.
An amoeba of some sort. Maybe a disease.
Disease.
I feel like this guy's got an attitude.
He wishes that an amoeba wasn't sitting next to him.
Yeah 'cause no one else cares.
I think Ned's got this.
He's been doing really great so far.
Eugene, I got this.
He's smiling, he knows what he's doing.
[laughing]
Perfect!
All right Eugene.
This guy didn't even remove his shoes at security!
Makes me sick. [applauding]
[Man] Yeah!
[drumroll]
Thanks so much for having us, we are the Try Guys.
I hope that our completely unrehearsed
New Yorker captions made you laugh.
We thought of a better one when we were in the bathroom.
Hold on, we have one more.
OK, OK, we've got the perfect caption for this one, ready?
Sometimes humor is hard to convey.
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