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?

George

He's getting on a bus, damn! (To the blind man:) Those are nice glasses.

Man

I don't like 'em, they pinch my nose.

George

Is that right?