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What the fuck are you doing? I didn't realize we were supposed to sit here. You're touching everything. What do you have to do here if it opens at 2? If it doesn't open until 2, how are you going to pick up your medicine? Can you get the fuck off my car? Sir? You want to keep saying "sir," bitch? Piece of shit. Are you a Trump voter? What the fuck are you going to do? You sound like a maggot. Why are you touching my stuff like you own it? Why are you touching my stuff? I have you on camera. I'm not playing. Get the fuck in the car. I am not playing with you. Get the fuck in your car.

Speaker 0: I'm a stand up for my yo, because I'm tired of playing with me, bro. Will Speaker 1: Buddy, let's go. Buddy, let's go. Buddy, I'm telling you. Let's go. You listen to me. Listen to me, Roger. You Speaker 0: My bad. I'll call you back later.

In the exchange, Speaker 0 speaks in a confrontational, defensive manner, attempting to project calm while signaling readiness to confront the other party. They begin by downplaying any anger: “That's That's fine, dude. I'm not mad at Show your face. I'm not mad at okay.” The speaker then references the notion of routine or consistency, saying, “We don't change our plates every morning, just so you know. It'll be the same plate when you come talk to us later.” This line establishes a threat of persistence or continuity in the encounter, suggesting that the speaker intends to maintain the same approach or stance in future contact. Following this, Speaker 0 reinforces a nonchalant attitude with, “That's fine. US citizen, former fucking.” The exact meaning of that fragment is unclear from the transcript, but it is presented as a declaration intended to bolster their position or persona in the confrontation. The speaker then challenges the other party directly: “You wanna come at us? Wanna come at us?,” framing the interaction as a test of strength or resolve. They further compound the pressure by ordering a practical action: “I said go get yourself some lunch, big boy.” The directive to eat is delivered in a blunt, taunting tone, perhaps aiming to assert superiority or distract the other person. Speaker 0 follows with a brief, unambiguous command: “Go ahead.” This short directive serves as a green light for the other party, even as the tension remains high. The scene then shifts to Speaker 1, who interjects with a forceful demand: “Get out of the car. Get out of the fucking car.” The imperative is repeated in urgent, aggressive language, underscoring the escalation or enforcement of authority within the confrontation. In response, Speaker 0 doubling down repeats the same demand: “Get out of the car.” They then exit with a possessive, almost defensive remark about the vehicle: “I'm taking my car.” The exchange culminates in a crude exclamation: “Woah. Fucking bitch.” The language conveys hostility and a sense of personal affront, marking a heated, potentially volatile moment between the participants.

Like everyone else, you stop. I will break your window. Say cheese. I will break your mirror. I will fuck you up. All you need to do is stop. Okay? So you sit here. I know, but I'm not real. Can you call 911? Go ahead. I'm just gonna record. I'm not involved. Well, how do I get your number? Go ahead. So last year, one of you cunts ran over one of the kids. Yeah. Drive in the middle of a fucking rock. We own the road now. This is our road now. Stop. You wait for us. You wait for the past, India.

Speaker 0 launches into a furious monologue, directing insults at someone who would report fellow Americans to the federal police, calling them dumb, idiotic, unpatriotic, and un-American. The speaker says, “Eat a dick,” and condemns anyone celebrating the capture or arrest of fellow Americans. They insist they are not moving on to other news and insist on staying on the topic, expressing anger toward those they reference as helping “the feds.” The speaker demands that the others understand they should not think the situation will benefit them or make them feel safer. They declare, “God is just and swift,” and threaten a confrontation, signaling they will address the matter aggressively while claiming to have “friends in high places” who will listen without payment, asserting they know they are a “good fucking person,” American, and a Christian who loves the nation. In contrast, they accuse the others of not loving their country, not being Christian, and not caring as much as they claim. The speaker asserts they have ample time and resources, contrasting themselves with others who supposedly have less. They reference a public figure, Candace, suggesting someone is upset by her actions toward someone named Charlie, and claim they have time to engage as needed. The speaker rejects the idea of having four kids, stating they have “a bunch of anger,” substantial intelligence, and many friends, and they condemn their opponents with coarse language. They declare they will not threaten violence and assert they would not harm a fly, stating they love flies even though they think they are awful. They insist they do not have to harm anyone, claiming God tells them not to seek retribution on their enemy and that vengeance belongs to God. The speaker ends by reiterating, “Fuck you,” and asserting that God loves them and will handle the situation, directing final hostility toward the unnamed others.

The exchange opens with Speaker 0 insisting that everything is fine and stating, “That’s fine, dude. I’m not mad at you. Show your face. I’m not mad.” Speaker 1 responds with a similar nonconfrontational stance, saying, “That’s okay. We don’t change our plates every morning, just so you know. It’ll be the same plate when you come talk to us later. That’s fine.” A fragment, “US citizen,” appears, attributed to the moment but not clearly labeled as a speaking line beyond its placement, followed by Speaker 0 challenging the others with, “You wanna come at us? You wanna come at us?” Speaker 1 counters with a calmer directive: “I said go get yourself some lunch, big boy.” Speaker 0 then says, “Go ahead.” The dynamics shift as Speaker 2 interjects with an order, “Out of the car. Get out of the fucking car.” Speaker 0 repeats the directive, “Get out of the car. I’m taking my car. Woah.”

Speaker 0 notices: “Your trailer lights is off.” Speaker 1 responds that they’re trying to find it but can’t. Speaker 0 repeats the question and notes you don’t know where the lights are. They ask how long the CDL has been held, and Speaker 1 says two months. Speaker 0 presses: “And you don’t know where your lights is at? … How long you had your CDL?” Speaker 1 again says two months and that they’re trying to find the lights but can’t. Speaker 0 warns: “You’re driving in the dark.” Speaker 1 reiterates they’re trying to find it. Speaker 0 insists, “Listen. And you can’t be driving in the dark though. That’s crazy.” Speaker 1 says they know, they’re trying to find where the light is. Speaker 0 asks for the CDL: “Let me see your CDL.” After a moment, he says, “Never mind. You probably don’t got it.” He questions whether Speaker 1 has a CDL, then asks again to see it. Speaker 1 confirms two months with the CDL. Speaker 0 asks if Speaker 1 is from America; Speaker 1 replies no. Speaker 0 returns the CDL and says, “Here, take your CDL back. You good.” He adds: “Listen. I don’t think you should be driving. But I’m gonna let you go though.”

- Speaker 0 orders someone out of the car: "Out of the car. Get out of the fucking car. Get out of the car." - "I'm checking for my car." - "Oh. Fucking bitch."

Speaker 0 says: "Hey. We just wanna make sure that you guys are good. You're driving like a complete maniac. And the way that you're acting, we gotta verify if you're good and then we'll be out of here. You understand?" The other replies: "No."

Speaker 0 asks for an ID from Speaker 1, insisting, “Do you have an ID on you, ma'am?” Speaker 1 replies, “I don't need a ID to walk around in in my city.” Speaker 0 presses for IDs, warning, “If not, we're gonna put you in the vehicle. We're gonna ID you.” Speaker 1 refuses, saying, “I don't need to take out you take out your ID.” Speaker 0 presses again: “Hey, ma'am.” Speaker 1 asserts, “It's ma'am. Am US citizen. I am US citizen.” Speaker 0 asks, “Alright. Can we see an ID, please?” Speaker 1 repeats, “I am US citizen. I don't need to carry around an ID in my home. Well, where were born?” Speaker 0 questions, “Where were you born?” Speaker 1 responds, “This is my home,” and then, “Minneapolis is my home.” Speaker 0 clarifies, “Ma'am, that's not that's we're doing an immigration check. We're doing a citizen check. We're asking you where you were born.” Speaker 1 insists, “This is where I belong. This is my home.” Speaker 0 pushes, “Ma'am, can belong here, but where were you born? Not gonna give you a ID.” Speaker 1 repeats, “I belong here. I should be walking around here at three. I shouldn't be afraid in my life at this point.” Speaker 0 presses, “Ma'am, do you have an ID to give us? Skirt? Yes. You're correct.” Speaker 1 protests, “You're making me a skirt. You're making me a Do you have an ID?” Speaker 0 again asks for an ID, and Speaker 1 repeats, “This is my home.” Speaker 0 states, “Ma'am, where were you born?” Speaker 1 responds, “I am US citizen. I am US citizen. I don't think so. You have a right to picture me while I am in my home or walking around in my home. This is not acceptable.” Speaker 0 continues, “You guys, you terrorizing people.” Speaker 1 emphasizes, “Ma'am And it's not.” Speaker 0 asks again, “Where were you born?” Speaker 1 states, “It doesn't matter where I was born. Belong here. I am US citizen.” She adds, “What else can I say? I am citizen. This is my home.” Speaker 0 warns, “Menia realize that if… [you] lie,” and Speaker 1 reiterates, “Menia, but this is my home.” Eventually Speaker 1 declares, “I am US citizen. I am not gonna take out anything. What the fuck?”

The speaker states, “We don’t change our plates every morning, just so you know. It’ll be the same plate when you come talk to us later.” They claim to be a “US citizen, former …,” and challenge someone, asking, “You wanna come at us?” They instruct the other person to “go get yourself some lunch, big boy,” signaling a taunt and confrontation.

Speaker 0: Your hands off. Speaker 1: We will get the license. Speaker 0: Stop your hands off, Pete. Speaker 1: We will get the license. She's getting the No. Speaker 0: No. No. No. No. Speaker 1: No. No. Get the hell out of here. Get out of here. Get back. Get back right now. Get the data team. Speaker 0: I'm Babe. Babe. Please. I'm scared. Speaker 2: I'm right here. Speaker 0: Babe. Babe. Speaker 2: I'm right here. Speaker 0: Babe. I'm right here. No. Babe. Relax. Speaker 1: Listen. You're making you're overreacting. You're overreacting. Speaker 0: No. Please take my hands up. Please take your handcuffs. No. Please take your You're overreacting. Speaker 1: Dan, please. Speaker 1: Dan, you're feeding the car. Speaker 0: No, Dave. No. Speaker 1: Get your feet in the car. Speaker 0: Who the fuck are don't touch me. Speaker 1: In the car. You're grown adult. You're acting like a kid. Speaker 0: So they wanted to trespass, and they were Speaker 1: just throwing a fucking dick. Speaker 0: So we've got two Speaker 1: to 10.

Speaker 0 dismisses a medical-related claim, noting they don’t change their plates every morning and that the plate will stay the same when they return for a later conversation. They taunt the other person by saying, “US citizen, former fucking country. You wanna come at us? You wanna come at us? I said go get yourself some lunch, big boy.” Speaker 1 orders, “Get out of the car. Get out of the fucking car.” Speaker 0 attempts to respond, exclaiming, “I can’t get my car. Woah.” Speaker 1 escalates, calling Speaker 0 a “fucking bitch.”

The video starts with Speaker 0 repeatedly telling someone to get out of the car. Speaker 1 mentions that the person is still stuck. Speaker 0 continues to insist that the person should get out of the car. The conversation ends with Speaker 0 repeating the instruction to get out of the car.

Speaker 0 states, “J 6 Insurrection is right over there. What? I'm at this fucking scene. This” as they indicate being at a scene related to January 6. The conversation shows they are physically present at the location and reacting to the surroundings. Speaker 1 describes the situation as “harassment. Stalking and harassment,” and expresses a desire to file a police report, saying, “I’d like to file a police report for stalking and harassment.” They repeat the request, asking, “Can I file a police report for stalking and harassment?” They claim, “She won’t leave leave me alone,” and state they’d like to file a police report for stalking and harassment, adding, “I’d like to follow a police report.” They ask for guidance about the legality of the behavior: “If she follows me, will she be arrested for stalking?” They further describe the immediate scenario as occurring “Across the street.” Speaker 0 interjects with further location detail, saying, “the street,” and then adds a string of hostile remarks including, “Bug pussy bitch,” and “There you go. My Rolly Pole. Back to blue. White is right. Get the fuck out of my country, Patricia.” These lines convey aggression and attempts to assert identity or affiliation. Speaker 1 continues with a distressed tone, muttering, “Oh my god. Take that stress,” before being told, “Shut up, cunt” by Speaker 0, indicating continued hostility and verbal abuse. Overall, the transcript captures a confrontation at a scene that centers on concerns about stalking and harassment, with Speaker 1 seeking a police report to document the alleged stalking; Speaker 0 responds with aggressive commentary and insults, including politically charged and profane statements. The exchange conveys an urgent emotional confrontation regarding harassment, with explicit requests to file formal complaints and questions about potential arrest for stalking.

Listen, bro. If they do come, let us park right here. If they do come, come get me. We'll move the car so they can get the space. We will move our car. Whatever car we need so they can get the space, just let us get the park. You just gotta find someone else to park. The fuck is you talking to? You feel me? Like, who the fuck is you talking to for real even talking like that? Like, that'd be the shit. And that's what make a motherfucker be wanna get into it with y'all because y'all ain't got no respect. What's up, bro? Hell no. No. Nobody touch. Nothing over here. Hey. This this my blood cousin, fuck. I got him. I'm trying to find the key because this bitch is locked and they're sitting. Fold. Oh, boy. Smoke.

Speaker 0 and Speaker 1 describe a confrontation over Nick’s camera. Speaker 0 says: “They just stole my camera.” Speaker 1 confirms: “She took Nick's camera. She just stole Nick's camera.” They recount the moment: “Right out of your hand while you're in the car? You're out. I'm out of this idea.” The group expresses anger toward the person who took the camera, calling them “fucking nasties,” and then rejects identifying with Nazis or racism, stating, “Not Nazis and we're not racist. I condemn Hitler completely. Fucking racist bitch. I'm not racist. I condemn all racism.” The dialogue then shifts to a claim about being followed: “Neighborhood. Are you here? We we we were driving through and we got followed.” A counterclaim arises: “You guys followed us. No. No. We're following you because who are you? I'm out of here.” The speaker asserts: “It doesn't matter. We're allowed to be here. It's The United States Of America. Don't have to leave. Why do we have to leave?” Speaker 0 repeats: “What? They just—” and Speaker 1 adds: “We're not leaving till we get the camera. You want us to leave? Give us the camera. Call your friend. Get the camera back.” The conversation frames the issue as an insistence on recovering the camera and addressing perceived treatment, with Speaker 1 asking, “Treating him like this. Why? Why? You've been talking about Racism can go both ways.” The exchange includes a repetitive note that they had been recording for two hours, followed by incomplete closure: “you guys were….”

Speaker 0 launches a heated confrontation, telling Speaker 1 to “go suck another dirty dick” and insisting, “I’m not the one or the two.” They call Speaker 1 a “raggedy ass fucking bitch” and declare, “I’m not the one or the two.” Speaker 1 asks, “What you talking about?” and appears confused or surprised, while Speaker 0 repeats the insult, telling Speaker 1 to “Go suck a dick.” Speaker 0 asserts, “I said what I said, and I said what I said,” and adds, “Please text me like you want it.” They emphasize the challenge to Speaker 1, saying, “You tried me two times,” and conclude with, “I want you to do it a third.”

The speaker repeatedly calls someone a "fucking Nazi bitch" and other derogatory terms. The speaker says, "That's all what fucking America's about. You ain't no fucking American. You ain't no fucking patriot." The speaker also says, "This is California, nigga. I want you them feds here." The speaker taunts the person, saying "Look at you running away" and "Say something." The speaker tells the person to "Step out your car" and hopes they "go home and eat some fucking clock." The speaker also says, "Get a job, you fucking Nazi piece of shit."

Speaker 0 tells Speaker 1 to turn off the car and get out, repeatedly saying "stop." Speaker 1 refuses and drives away, prompting Speaker 0 to report shots fired.

Two voices, Speaker 0 and Speaker 1, erupt in a heated argument filled with confrontation, insults, and conflicting accusations. Speaker 0 insists he did not assault anybody and denies any wrongdoing, repeatedly accusing others of criminal behavior and bullying. He berates the others as “piece of shit,” “fat bucks,” and “bunch of fucking pussies,” while predicting that they will die a “sad fucking lonely death.” He claims, “Arresting American citizens” and says, “You slam it on him,” denying that he slammed the door. He asserts that “you guys are abducting people off the streets” and challenges the group to meet him, asking for a street wave and directing them to a location. Speaker 1 challenges Speaker 0, urging him to avoid assault and to provide clarification on what just happened. He notes that they “exited here” and that they are “around you guys.” He and Speaker 0 discuss their location: “ Sheridan and Belmont. Sheridan and Belmont. We’re on the corner,” specifying the intersection to reach them. He asks for patience, saying “Hold on. Stand by.” He reports surrounding actions and voices concern about the confrontation, emphasizing they will soon be in contact with each other and that they are near the other party. The exchange grows more acrimonious as Speaker 0 continues to threaten and insult, telling the other party to tell a Facebook group where they are “Camping out like a bunch of buck bunch of fucking pussies.” He repeats the charge that others are “arresting American citizens” and asserts that the situation is not assault, while Speaker 1 maintains it could be considered assault “at the next stoplight.” The dialogue reveals a tense, personal clash, with Speaker 0 attacking the other side’s families and immigration background: “All your families came from different fucking countries.” As the tension escalates, both speakers exchange directions and indications of where they are relative to the others. Speaker 0 directs a left turn at various landmarks, asking, “Where do I turn? I turn left, turn left, right, turn left,” and acknowledges the need to communicate their location to the other group. The dialogue ends with continued dispute over the events, the concept of assault, and where each party should proceed, punctuated by raw insults and threats. The exchange centers on alleged abduction and assault, the fear of being targeted by authorities, and the urge to confront the other group at a nearby intersection near Sheridan and Belmont.

Two speakers engage in a tense confrontation on private property, captured on video. Speaker 1 says, "There's no problem with that," while Speaker 0 accuses, "Not showing respect to the rules of" and, "Because of the just after you are not serving me. Really? Please leave, sir. Please leave. Because I'll make sure you go out of business." Speaker 1 replies, "Don't worry. I'm sorry. I got to call the police as best as you want. But I'm sure you're gonna go out of business." They add, "We will wait for them outside." "You can get out of my property. Yeah. Yeah. Of course. We will leave." The exchange ends with, "Good luck. Idiot." and, "Definitely, he's going out of business, this guy."

Speaker 0 confronts another person with repeated "Get the fuck out" and "Don't come back," insisting "Let me move. Let me get out" while being pushed toward the road and urged to "Fucking walk." The exchange includes "Stop it" and "Stop sticking your camera to people's fucking face," followed by "I didn't do anything" and "I have the right to be here. Okay. Did I say I have the right to be here. I have the right to film." The other person threatens violence: "You come back, I'm gonna fucking smoke you, dude," and "gonna smash that fucking camera." The scene ends with the claim: "DHS watching you right there lasered on you. You have a sniper lasered on you right now. I don't give a fuck."

Speaker 0 repeatedly declares, “I don’t care,” and then issues violent and abusive commands: “I will kick dog,” “I kick your dog, call him fuck off 10 times,” and “Take him away.” They also order, “Take daughter. Now. Put vodka on her face.” The cycle concludes with, “The camera, I don’t care.” Speaker 1 responds by noting, “Okay. We've asked you to listen.” They say, “I've just texted the British,” and add, “trans properly, so you need to go. The camera, I don’t care.”

Speaker 0 expresses intense anger toward the Trump administration, saying: "I give a fuck about any fucking person in the Trump administration being upset with giving them oh, how dare you?" They claim others have "no fucking idea to list the bodies that we have" and suggest that if they were serial killers, it would be like "Mal or something." They urge everyone to become emotionally detached from their online personas and to create burner accounts to "unmask all of these traders" and to impose the "threat of IRL consequences" because people use anonymity to act behind privilege. They state that Twitter should no longer be a safe place for these individuals and propose that someone should interrupt leadership by saying, "yeah, boss. I I can't do this anymore." They argue the government should consider the impact on families: "My kids and my address just fucking wound up on this platform. How the fuck did they find out who I am?" They insist that every time those people log in, they need to have "second fucking thoughts" and be terrified. They assert that "Security clearances don't mean a goddamn thing to me" and declare, "I guarantee you I'm 10 times smarter than you and your fucking best bet." Speaker 1 interjects: "Back the up, juicy." Speaker 2 responds with distress: "I'm not a Spit on me again." They request to be kept away from the person and say, "This guy's intimidating me. He's pushing me." They ask, "Where's your vehicle?" and answer, "It's in the garage." They further ask, "Hey. What is your name? Are you working for the hotel?" and Speaker 0 says, "I'm working. Tell me. Are" before the scene cuts off. Overall, the excerpt presents a heated monologue urging aggressive online accountability and real-world consequences for certain individuals operating under anonymity, followed by interruptions that reveal a tense confrontation involving intimidation, personal threat concerns, and questions about a vehicle and employment.