Flood Call 1925
The operator called an officer to respond to the call on 17th St. South. The father has locked himself in the bedroom as he is afraid of his son.
| Date | April 18th 1997, 12:58 pm |
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| Duration | 15 seconds |
| Channel | 24 |
| Direction | outgoing call |
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Transcript
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Hi.
Hi.
Can you go on a call?
Where?
At 2560 South 17th, number 201.
What the hell do they need?
Ken Arnold has locked himself in his bedroom.
He's afraid of Joel.
He's destroying the apartment.
Ken Arnold?
Are we talking to Arnold Quads?
Yeah, we are.
Oh, fuck.
You can't be serious.
Yeah, I am.
Oh, fuck.
You can't be serious.
Oh, fuck.
Oh, fuck.
Oh, fuck.
Oh, fuck.
Oh, fuck.
Oh, fuck.
Oh, fuck.
Oh, fuck.
Oh, fuck.
Oh, fuck.
Oh, fuck.
Oh, my God.
He said he's cussing and swearing at him and he's locked himself in for his safety.
Okay, what's the address again, Mel?
2560 South 17th.
Hold on for a second.
2560 South 17th, number 201.
Well, who's supposed to be taking care of those kids there?
I think he is.
The oldest one?
Oh, no.
Ken is bad.
Oh, his dad locked himself in the...
Yeah.
And who's trying to get him?
Joel, one of the four.
Joel?
Mm-hmm.
He's 15.
I haven't even wrote up the last complaint.
So damn busy over here.
I bet.
I think I got things under control.
Okay.
Well, I'll get over as soon as I can.
All right.
Thank you.
Thank you.