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During a tense exchange, participants discuss leaving due to trespass and reference "The protocol is you're trespassing, we gotta leave now." They insist the body cam should be turned off if asked: "the protocol is and your protocol is if I ask you to turn off the body cam, you have to turn it off." A speaker notes, "She's a lawyer, so she knows," while another responds, "Well, that's lawyer stuff, so that's not true." The group asserts they are not being arrested and that the other party will not arrest them: "No. I'm not. I'm not being arrested." The presence of an AG is acknowledged with lines like "I'm an AG" and "You're arresting your AG." Tensions peak as safety concerns are voiced: "Please don't put your hands off. Can you get your children out of here?" They finally indicate they will leave, seeking to comply with protocol.

Speaker 0: If I ask you to turn off the body cam, you have to turn it off, and that's her protocol. Speaker 1: She's a fucking lawyer, so she knows. Speaker 2: Well, that's bullshit lawyer stuff, so that's not true. So we gotta go. Speaker 1: No. It is. That's that's law. Speaker 0: I'm an AG. I'm an AG. Speaker 2: Good for you. I don't give a shit. Let's go. Speaker 0: Me something. A the hell out of here. Wait. Why do you do seriously? You're a breastfeeding EG. Let me tell you something. Are you on a breastfeeding leg? No. You're putting me in handcloths, and you're moringaizing. You're not moringaizing me. Relax. Relax.

I'm being detained and can't return to my house. What am I being detained for? What are the specific reasons? Why am I here? You're going to put handcuffs on me? No, do not touch me. Don't touch me.

I want you to turn the body came off. Protocol is that you turn it off as a citizen request. So they want you guys to leave? Yes. Move out. Let's just leave. The protocol is Can we can we all talk? Can we all talk? Trespass? Get him out. Please. No. We're not trespassing. You haven't notified us that we're trespassing. If I ask you to turn off the body cam, you have to turn it off. She's a lawyer, so she knows. I'm an AG. I'm not being arrested. Buddy, get the hell out. Please don't put your hands on us. Let's go. We're leaving. You're not gonna arrest us. Your badge is your card. I'm right here.

During a tense encounter, the speakers reference protocol: "Protocol is that you turn it off as a citizen request." They want to leave: "They want you guys to leave? Yes. Move out. Let's just leave. Let's just make it easy." They discuss trespass: "Trespass? Get him out." "You're trespassing, we gotta leave now." One person notes: "No. She's a lawyer." "She's a lawyer, so she knows." An authority retorts: "I'm an AG." They insist they're not being arrested: "No. I'm not being arrested." They request not to be handcuffed: "Please don't put your hands on us." The partner pleads: "I'm scared. I'm right here." They decide to leave: "We're leaving." They also say: "Please take my hands up. Please take the handcuffs." The exchange centers on protocol, the threat of removal, and fear during the departure.

You're going to end up in jail. That's fine; I could use a day off. I’ll protect you, but I don’t know your name. I need to take my things home. You didn’t have money yesterday, so I doubt you have any today. My husband will sue the Baraboo School District. I’m just trying to survive; my family is in trouble. Time to leave. I’ll listen to you, but I’m not going anywhere until I get my stuff. If you don’t leave, I’ll arrest you for disorderly conduct. I dare you to try. I’ll be back out. We’re giving you options. I’ll curse you if you don’t back off. You’re under arrest for disorderly conduct. Don’t touch me! Get your hands off me!

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.

A heated exchange unfolds between Speaker 0, who identifies as part of a community protection group, and Speaker 1, who represents ICE (Immigration and Customs Enforcement). Speaker 0 confronts the ICE team as they arrive in the neighborhood, insisting on seeing a warrant and demanding identification. The dialogue centers on whether the agents have a warrant signed by a judge and whether they should reveal badge numbers or other identifying information. Speaker 0 repeatedly presses for documentation: “Could you show me it, please?” and asks, “Do you have a warrant signed by a judge?” He questions the legitimacy of the officers’ presence, asking, “What’s your badge number, sir? Do you have a badge number? Can you identify yourself, please?” He emphasizes that “you’re coming into my city” and challenges why they would be in the area. Speaker 1 responds briefly and evasively, asserting identity as ICE and insisting that Speaker 0 has no business being present: “I’m ICE. Immigration. Immigration. Immigration. Customs enforcement. Okay. That’s all I am.” He adds, “You don’t have business when we get out of here, sir,” and later, “We’re looking for somebody,” though Speaker 0 pushes to know the name of the person they are pursuing: “Do you know his name? Do you have his name or her their name? What is their name?” Speaker 0 emphasizes community scrutiny and accountability, stating, “These are one of my neighbors, so I just wanna,” and challenges the officers’ transparency, asking for their identifications and accusing them of hiding their faces: “Why are you covering your face? Why don’t you take your mask down?” He taunts them with a threat to publish the encounter: “I’m gonna get this on the Internet. Your family is gonna be ashamed of you when they learn what you’re doing.” As the exchange escalates, Speaker 1 asserts authority and tries to disengage: “You don’t have business when we get out of here,” and “Okay. That’s all I am.” The confrontation intensifies with Speaker 0 inviting an on-the-record discussion and challenging the officers to converse “down” with him instead of remaining in their vehicle. The dialogue culminates with a physical and verbal standoff as Speaker 0 steps back and the officers retreat, while Speaker 0 continues to voice distrust, calling the actions “Gestapo”-like and insisting that the officers come talk to him in the street rather than remaining behind a door or in a car.

Conversation centers on turning off the body camera per protocol. "If I ask you to turn off the body cam, you have to turn it off, and that's her protocol." "She's a fucking lawyer, so she knows." "Well, that's bullshit lawyer stuff, so that's not true. So we gotta go." "No. It is. That's that's law." "I'm an AG. I'm an AG." "Good for you. I don't give a shit. Let's go." The exchange turns chaotic as one person demands action: "Me something. A the hell out of here. Wait. Why do you do seriously? You're a breastfeeding EG." "Are you on a breastfeeding leg? No. You're putting me in handcloths, and you're moringaizing. You're not moringaizing me." "Relax. Relax."

Let's go outside. What's happening, officer? They want you to leave. Why? It doesn't matter; they've asked you to go. We were just recording. I don't know why they said you were uninvited. They asked me to escort you out. Did they say you couldn't record? Everyone's using their phones. I can't answer any more questions, but she's looking into it.

Please step back. I'm not doing anything wrong. Don't touch me. Get your hands off me. I’m just trying to talk. You don’t need to walk into my space. I’m allowed to be here. You can’t get close to him. I’m not going to touch him. Stay away from our people. I understand what you think you're allowed to do, but I’m asking you to stay back. I know my rights. I can go wherever I want. Just please be cool. Why should I back up? I’m allowed to be here. This is ridiculous.

During the exchange, the speaker challenges the order and refuses to comply: "Kidding me? No. I don't Get on the ground. Get on mister doctor. Put your hands down." He notes that "He's supposed to step it up. I just got kicked." The scene proceeds with commands to restrain: "Okay. You need to calm down. Put your hands behind your back right now." He repeats the directive: "Put your hands behind your back and get against the wall against the wall." The dialogue includes an unusual remark: "Who You're female. Taser the porn." and ends with, "Sorry, man. Save your sorry for later."

Speaker 0 describes a tense encounter, asserting safety concerns and clarifying they were visiting parents in Spencer and live there. They refuse to provide a requested detail: “What’s your dad’s name?” and answer “You don’t gotta get the information.” The other party orders, “Hands where I can see them. Don’t move around. Be nice,” followed by statements that they are not detained: “We’re not detained.” The speaker notes, “I have that too on recording already, and you are not allowed to do this,” and is told to “Turn the phone off.” There are repeated directives to relax and stop moving, with insistence that they are not in a traffic stop: “You’re not in the fucking traffic stop.” The confrontation escalates with commands to come up, culminating in “Come on up. Come up. Come on up. You got the right one.”

Get your hand off my camera right now! I apologize, but I need to follow protocol. Don't cover my camera! What do you want? There's no need for that. I have a warrant. Get off my property! Are you home to talk? Yes, I'm hiding from you. Show me the warrant! You're losing connection. Get off my property! I don't care who's with you. No one is welcome here. You can stand on the curb and show me the warrant. Get all your friends off my property! No need for that language. You pointed guns at me! Get the hell out!

Where's the leader? Who's in charge here? You’re treating us like criminals. This is unacceptable. That’s my father inside, and my wife is in there too. Can you please back up? I’m already backed up; I haven’t moved.

An individual tells someone to stop what they are doing with their job and says, "Don't touch me," while the other person denies touching them. Another person intervenes, stating their hands are separate and urging everyone to let it go. This person then warns that they will be arrested and asserts they are not supposed to be there, claiming there is a law against their presence. They accuse the group of being outsiders bringing violence.

The exchange appears to be a tense traffic-stop interaction. One speaker asserts they are not detained and mentions having it on recording, while questioning the legitimacy of the stop. They indicate they were visiting parents and that they live in Spencer, and they are asked for their father’s name, though they decline giving that information. Throughout the confrontation, the other party demands that the speaker keep their hands visible and not move around, insisting they are not detained and that nothing about a detention has been said. The speaker is told to turn the phone off and to stop recording, with repeated instructions to relax and not to move excessively. There is a back-and-forth about recording and legality: the speaker states they have it on recording already and asserts a prohibition on certain actions, while the other party continues to instruct the speaker to put the phone away and to calm down. The dialogue includes commands to approach or come up, culminating in repeated insistence that the speaker "come up," with multiple repetitions of "Come up" and "You got the right one," suggesting the speaker is being asked to move toward the officer or another location. Overall, the moment captures a confrontation where one participant emphasizes not being detained and references recording, while the other enforces compliance through visible-hand and proximity directives, culminating in persistent urging to advance.

Open the door. What's going on? We're not doing anything. Open the door now! Okay, police open the door. Is everything alright? What's happening? What did we do? Open the door. I'm not scared. We're scared. What did we do? I'm scared. We're not doing anything. We're not doing anything. What did we do? I'm scared, they're pointing at us and we don't have any weapons or anything.

A tense confrontation unfolds as Speaker 0 challenges officers over authority and a clash centered on treason, ownership, and custody of a vehicle. "What is treason? You're gonna find out when he gets sent to arrest you." He demands accountability, shouting "Harassing private citizens" and "Your whole police department for harassment, treason, dereliction of duty." The dispute centers on the vehicle and the keys; "I cannot produce the agreement." Officer orders: "Don't touch me." and "You don't have the right to touch me." Arrest proceeds; the detainee warns, "I will break your arm." The struggle continues as he asserts ownership and again says, "I cannot produce the agreement." Cuffs become tight; "These cuffs are way too tight." The scene ends with protests that "The cuffs are hurting me" and calls to stand up.

The speaker confronts someone filming in front of a building and tells them they don't have the right to film there. The person being filmed asks who the speaker is and why they can't film. The speaker insists that they don't have the right and threatens to knock them out. The person being filmed asks for the speaker's name and badge number, and the speaker provides it. The person being filmed tells the speaker to leave them alone and not give them orders on the sidewalk. The speaker tells them to go back inside and not bother them.

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."

An individual questions whether an action is due to security concerns or intimidation. The response indicates it is a security matter. Another person is told to stay away from someone. An individual asks why they aren't being arrested and demands to see video footage. Someone is told to calm down. An individual states "They will arrest me. I know nothing." Another person is asked if they would arrest someone else, claiming to have seen that person slap someone. It is asserted that no one said "stab him." Someone states they are on the side of another person.

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."

Authorities instruct targeted arrests for an assault and warn that 'Don't interfere with officers. If you interfere with officers, you may be subject to arrest or use of force.' They tell people to leave: 'Leave with people. Alright? If you did hot shit, get out. Come back tomorrow. You're better, way more, way more effective outside of a prison cell. If you did hot shit, leave.' Officers are ordered to move traffic off public ways: 'You are ordered to move to the sidewalk.' A responder says, 'We're on it.' The scene ends with a hostile shout: 'Hey. Quit smiling, fuck boy. Fuck you. Fuck Fuck Fuck you. You. You.'