Tales from the Crypt (1972)

Patrick Magee: Carter (segment "Blind Alleys")

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• Maj. William Rogers : [Hearing his dog bark in the room beside him]  Well, at least feed my dog, please!

  George Carter : [Somber tone]  He'll be fed alright.

• George Carter : The men have asked me to come and talk to you.

  Maj. William Rogers : Yes?

  George Carter : It's about the heating. It's been very cold these past few nights. We wondered if...

  Maj. William Rogers : [cutting him off]  For reasons of economy, the heating is turned off at 2000 hours. You should all be in bed by then. After all, there's no point in staying up. You can't see anything.

  George Carter : The beds are cold. There aren't enough blankets!

  Maj. William Rogers : I am trying to run this place as efficiently and economically as I can. I am afraid the current budget does not include the cost of new blankets.

  George Carter : Do you know anything about blind people?

  Maj. William Rogers : No, I can't say I do 'til I took over this job, but I was in the army over 20 years and I learned to handle all kinds of men there.

  George Carter : With all due respect sir, we are not soldiers. Blind people are not like people with sight. We have lost one sense, but the loss of that sense only tends to sharpen the others. Do you know what that means? We feel things more acutely! If food tastes bad, it tastes worse to us. If a room is dirty, we feel every speck. If an insect scurries across the floor, we hear it. And if it's cold, we feel the cold more. Why don't you sell that painting and buy us fuel or extra blankets?

  Maj. William Rogers : I was not aware that the administration of expenditure for this establishment had been handed to you, Mister Carter! Good morning!

• Maj. William Rogers : [notices his dog Shane is missing]  Shane? Shane? Shane?

  [his path is suddenly blocked by canes] 

  Maj. William Rogers : What the hell do you think you're doing? Go back to your rooms, all of you!

  George Carter : [coldly]  It's our turn to give the orders now, Major Rogers, sir!

  Maj. William Rogers : [stammering in fear]  Wh-what is it? What-what do you want?