TR: This is Robert Siegel.
SS: This is Lakshmi Singh.
FN: This is Ann Taylor.
GK: You know their voices from public radio but do you know who they are as people? Human beings with needs ----frustrated desires----you'll find out on "THROUGH THE GLASS WINDOW' later tonight on many of these stations.
SS: Stop staring at me, Mr. Siegel. It gives me the creeps.
TR: I care about you, Lakshmi. Don't you know that?
SS: Well, care about someone else.
FN: Care about me, Bob.
TR: Stay out of this, Ann. Lakshmi -how can I say this?
When I hear you say "This is Lakshmi Singh" it makes my heart twist and turn, my throat gets dry.
FN: You're crazy, Siegel, or my name isn't Ann Taylor.
TR (IRA): Broadcasters: needy neurotic, forced to live in a fishbowl, starved for physical contact, for emotional fulfilment. I'm Ira Glass. I'm there. I see it every day. Leave her alone, Siegel. She's mine.
TR (SIEGEL): Put that stapler down, Glass. Lakshmi is mine. She's mine.
TR (GLASS): It's not a stapler, Siegel. It's a gun. A stapling gun. I'm gonna nail you to the wall.
FN: This is Ann Taylor and I think everybody ought to just settle down. Take a deep breath.
TR (GLASS): You people know nothing about American life---- you're strangers to it. Lakshmi, come ---- let me show you America.
SS: Ira, I'm sorry but my heart belongs to another. This man. Here.
TR (GLASS): This old guy from Minnesota?? You're kidding. He's not hip. He's retiring.
SS: He is the one for Lakshmi Singh.
TR (SIEGEL): But he's old and he doesn't tell the truth.
FN: Listen to your heart, Lakshmi. Follow your dream. No matter where it leads.
(FADE)
GK: Through The Glass Window. Later tonight on many of these radio stations.