1968 — First 9-1-1 Emergency Phone Call, in Haleyville, Alabama
Dispatcher: 911. Please state the nature of your emergency.
Caller: Been trying to get through for almost an hour.
Dispatcher: Ma’am, I apologize. Lines have been busy today. What is your emergency?
Caller: Well, it was an emergency an hour ago. Had to take care of it while I waited. It’s a bit of a mess.
Dispatcher: Do you need an ambulance? fire department? police?
Caller: Guess you’d call it a clean-up situation at the moment. Lot of blood.
Dispatcher: Whose blood? Does the other party need assistance?
Caller: Little late for that, as I said. [Sound of effort, dragging a heavy object]. Kitchen knife, but he followed me into the den. The carpet…
Dispatcher: You’re calling from the Causey residence, is that correct?
Caller: Yes, I’m Mrs. Causey. Am I still ‘Mrs.’? It was a domestic dispute. Domestic. It’s settled now. I’d spent so much time on hold, I didn’t want to hang up. You work at something for so long, you kinda —
Dispatcher: Mrs. Causey, did you do something to your husband?
Mrs. Causey: It was a reaction. He threatened me. Threatened me while you kept me waiting, too. Maybe you got it on some recording there — could use it for evidence. [Sound of dragging resumes.]
Dispatcher: Mrs. Causey, are you moving the body? Step away from the body. Don’t touch any of the fluids.
Mrs. Causey: Well, I could hardly avoid that. It’s everywhere.
Dispatcher: I’m sending someone now. Is your husband breathing?
Mrs. Causey: No more, he isn’t. [Groans.]
Dispatcher: Stay calm, Mrs. Causey. Don’t do anything more until help arrive.
Mrs. Causey: [Groans.] That’s not me. He’s moving. Oh, God, he’s moving.
Dispatcher: Try to keep him still. They’re about five minutes away.
Mrs. Causey: Still? He was already still. [Groans.] Arthur? Stay down! [Drops phone. Banging sound.] Stay the [unintelligible] down!
Dispatcher: [speaking over heavy thumps and crashes in the background] Mrs. Causey? Mrs. Causey? Tell me what’s happening.
Mrs. Causey: [shouting at dropped phone] He rose up. How could that have happened?
Dispatcher: Please try to stay calm. Help is on the way.
Mrs. Causey: If only you’d [unintelligible] my call sooner. You made me do it twice! You made me kill my husband twice!
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