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Sgt. Libski calls a Radio Station
Telephone ringing twn

Category

Prank Call

Prank Caller

Realm of Darkness

Soundboard(s) used

Sgt. Libski

Victim(s)

Radio station employees

Length

3:03

Sgt. Libski calls a Radio Station to accuse them of prank calling the police.

TranscriptEdit

Call #1

Female victim: (Censored) Talk.
Sgt. Libski: This is Sgt. Libski. Uh, you just called me.
Female victim: ...
Sgt. Libski: Can you hear me?
Female victim: Yeah.
Sgt. Libski: Ft. Lauderdale Police.
Female victim: Sorry?
Sgt. Libski: What is your problem?
[A male employee picks up the phone]
Sgt. Libski: Do you need fire, medical, or police?
Male victim: Hello? Who .. whom is this?
Sgt. Libski: Ft. Lauderdale Police.
Male victim: This is .. Ft. Lauderdale Police Department? (pause) Is that who-
Sgt. Libski: This is Sgt. Libski.
Male victim: Is THAT who I'm speaking with?
Sgt. Libski: What is your problem?
Male victim: Excuse me. No, I'm not- not MY problem.
Sgt. Libski: Uh, you just called me.
Male victim: Whom I, whom I, uh, what I'm asking, I'm asking- ok, hold on. Stop, stop, stop. I'm asking a question. Whom am I speaking with?
Sgt. Libski: This is Sgt. Libski.
Male victim: Ok sir. Now, uh, the person you were calling HERE is (censored) Radio. Now, I'm not sure ... what number did you call? We have an 800 number.
Sgt. Libski: Are you making a crank call to the police department?
Male victim: No, "we" are not. That- we've been getting a call from, uh, someone else whose been crank calling us and cussing our uh, our uh, employees out. Now we're trying to figure out who that is.
Sgt. Libski: We're sending the nearest officers to ya out there right now to your address.
Male victim: Which is, which is our address?
Sgt. Libski: Alright, gimme...gimme the nearest officers out here.
Male victim: [Unintelligible]
Sgt. Libski: You're in Washington, D.C.
Male victim: Well that's it. If it's .. the fella that's been calling US is a 202 number. We're not even there. We're at (censored).
Sgt. Libski: Are you dying?
Male victim: No, we're not DIALING. We're answering. We're trying to figure this out. We have [unintelligible] numbers. We don't even know where this guy is at.
Sgt. Libski: Area code 202? We don't take jokes.
Male victim: Do you have his full number?
Sgt. Libski: You said you need fire, medical, or police? This is not a joke. We're sending officers out to your house right now.
Male victim: Oh no. Now you're talkin' to ME about that?
Sgt. Libski: Yeah, I've got you on GPS right now! You're calling the police department!
Male victim: You have me on GPS? And I'm in Washington, D.C.?
Sgt. Libski: Are you making a crank call to the police department?
Male victim: No, sir. Hold- no sir...
Sgt. Libski: And you're a fucking bastard!
[Male victim is heard explaining the situation to someone in the background. A second employee comes on the line.]
Male victim #2: Ok, ok. Go ahead.
Sgt. Libski: Are you making a crank call to the police department?
[Male victim continues speaking to someone in the background]
Sgt. Libski:
Male victim #2: No, we're not. We're getting, we're getting, uh, crank calls from ... somebody.
Sgt. Libski: You're in Washington, D.C.
Male victim #2: No. We're not.
Sgt. Libski: Do you need fire, medical, or police?
Male victim #2: Pardon me?
Sgt. Libski: Do you need fire, medical, or police?
Male victim #2: Neither one.
Sgt. Libski: Is this an emergency call?
Male victim #2: [*hangs up*]

[End of call]

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