Visually Impaired Man Hears Audio Describer in His Head, Forms Unlikely Friendship (Full Transcript)

Speaker 1: A candle sticks out of a hot pocket. Eric, a visually impaired man, sits at a table in an apartment.

Speaker 2: Eric burns his hand on a hot pocket. Title, audio description, a call center. Eric sits at a cubicle. We can offer you the Vegas package, all lodging and dining included.

Speaker 1: This is McGregor. Eric removes his headset.

Speaker 2: Eric removes his headset. He looks around. He leans towards his coworker. Lewis? Hey, Lewis. Lewis leans back.

Speaker 3: What up? Are you hearing that commentary? Huh? You know, it's like a voice in your head, but it's only saying things that are physically happening, not necessarily things I'm thinking.

Speaker 2: Lewis stares. He looks around and pulls his microphone away from his face. Hey, man. No judgment. There you are. Eric looks annoyed. Eric enters a storage room.

Speaker 1: Okay. Who's there? Who just said Eric enters a storage room? Wait, what? You can hear me? Who are you?

Speaker 2: I'm Duncan.

Speaker 1: Are you spying on me? Are you the NSA?

Speaker 2: No, no. I'm doing audio description for this film. It's... I describe the visual aspects of film for...

Speaker 1: Yeah, I know what audio description is, but why am I hearing you?

Speaker 2: I don't know. Maybe it was something you ate? You did make a wish this morning.

Speaker 1: I can promise you it wasn't to hear some guy named Duncan in my head. So just leave me alone. This is a short film, and I have to finish it. Oh, yeah? Well, why is it short? Am I about to die?

Speaker 2: No, no. No, you're not gonna die. Calm down, man. I think it's like a buddy comedy.

Speaker 1: Well, you've definitely got the wrong person.

Speaker 2: Eric sits down and puts his head in his hands.

Speaker 4: Stop that.

Speaker 2: Well, I'm trying to do my job.

Speaker 4: I'm never eating Hot Pockets again. And you know what? That sucks, because I love Hot Pockets.

Speaker 2: Look, man, I have to finish this movie, and you want me to go away, so let's help each other out. Fine. Okay, so I'm guessing you need to find a buddy. How about that guy, Louis? Maybe say something about his shoes. He's wearing New Balance. Those are really trendy right now. Louis. Eric sits at his cubicle. He leans towards his coworker.

Speaker 3: Cool shoes, man. New Balance, huh? Pretty hip. Uh, yeah. How do you... How can you just... I use echolocation.

Speaker 2: Yeah, he looks pretty weirded out.

Speaker 5: Mrs. McGregor. Oh, no, it's not about the Vegas package. I'm curious if you needed a friend.

Speaker 2: A woman walks by. Oh, who's that? Probably Angie. Well, do you ever talk to Angie? No, I'm not talking to Angie. Why not? I said no. You seem like you're being intentionally resistant to talking to Angie.

Speaker 5: No, I'm not.

Speaker 2: She's pretty cute.

Speaker 5: And how would I know that? I'm blind.

Speaker 2: She looks at Eric awkwardly and walks away. Eric puts his head down. Eric sits at home in front of uneaten food.

Speaker 1: Seriously? Is that all you got to say? I trusted you. I took your advice and looked like an idiot today. You know what my birthday wish was? It wasn't for a friend or to get a date with Angie. I just wanted someone to notice me.

Speaker 2: For what it's worth, I noticed you. I mean, yeah, you can be a bit of a stubborn a-hole, but I still had a good time hanging out with you today. That's what friends do.

Speaker 1: Huh. Okay, well, now that the movie's over, how are we going to hang out again? I suppose we'll just have to make a sequel. All right. But I want it to be a heist movie where you help me steal millions of dollars. Sure. I would pay money to see that.

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