Man
Excuse me, uh I'm new here, would you mind walking me back to my locker?
George
Oh uuh, sure, why not. (the blind man hangs on to George's arm) Hey, that's the guy.
Man
What guy?
George
The guy that stole my glasses. This time I got 'em! (George follows the man onto the street, dragging the blind man with him) Would you pick it up a little?
Man
Where the hell are we going?