William Shatner: “Tonight on Rescue: 911… It was a cold March night in Northriding. Mr Richard Mulholland was asleep in his house with his family. The following is a dramatisation from memory…”


Murph
03:33:
Andrea: “Wake up, Murphy’s going crazy and I hear something in the garden.
Rich…!: “Murphy!” *whistles*
Dog seems to be blocked from entering house, we see this on the cameras.
03:35:
-PANIC ACTIVATION-
03:45:
Rich…!: “Hi control? What’s going on, I pushed my panic button and no one’s here yet.”
SAS Control: “Let me check sir.” To radio, “(Call sign), where are you, why have you not arrived at the Toledo activation”.
-Silence-
SAS Control: “(Call sign)!”
Guard on radio: “I’ll get back to you.”
SAS Control: “No, I have the client on the line, what’s going on?”
-More silence-
SAS Control: “Sir, I’ll get back to you, this man has an attitude problem. he’s not answering”
03:55:
Rich…!: “Control, what’s going on, there’s still no one here?”
SAS Control: “Let me send the duty manager over.”
-Does so by radio-
Rich…!: “This is bullshit, what time was my panic activation?”
SAS Control: “03:35 sir.”
Rich…! “20 minutes, this is crazy, where are your guys? Someone could be fucking killing my family here for all you know!”
03:58:
-Car pulls up, we watch him on the camera-
03:59:
-Guard still in car, not getting out-
Rich…!: “Control, what’s your guard doing, he’s still in his car?”
SAS Control: “What are you doing?”
-muffled-
SAS Control: “No, they’re watching you on the camera, they say you’re not leaving your car!”
- Car does a u-turn, guard still doesn’t get out.”
-We hit panic again to stress urgency-
-Still sits in car-
-We open garage so he can get in-
-Nothing-
04:01:
- Second car arrives -
- Gets out of car but doesn’t enter -
- I feel a bit braver, unlock the bedroom area security gate (crazy fucking life) and head outside.
Rich…!: “What’s gong on?”
Guard 2: “We’re scared of your dog.”
Rich…! “But last time you all just jumped over the gate, this guy didn’t even get out of his car!”
Guard 1: (Voice raised) “Are you saying I didn’t get out of my car?”
Rich…! (Equally raised) “Yeah, I watched you on the fucking cameras, you didn’t move.”
Guard 1: “You have a vicious dog, he’ll bite me.”
Rich…! (Shouting now) “But someone could’ve been in my house killing us, that’s your fucking job bru!”
Guard 1: “YOU WANT ME TO GET EATEN BY YOUR DOG? YOU WANT ME TO GET EATEN BY YOUR DOG? FUCK YOU!”
-Gets in his car and screeches off-
Rich….! (Loud at the retreating car) “*CENSORED*”, (but lets just say that tourette’s patients would blush.)
Guard 2: “I’m sorry sir, he has an attitude problem.”
Guard 2: (Into radio) “Control, that man has gone, he refused to go in and is swearing at the client”.
Rich…! (Calm again) “This is fucking crazy, no-one has checked my house yet.”
Guard 2: “Please hold your dog and I’ll check.”
Rich…!: “Fine, but what would we do if I was tied up with my wife and child inside, what use are you guys if you wont come in?”
-I hold Murphy, guard patrols house-
Guard 2: “All seems to be fine sir”
Rich…!: “Cool, thanks, I’m not angry with you but I’m very angry with the situation.”
Guard 2: “It’s understandable sir, I’ll get a manager to call you tomorrow.
04:10:
-Cant sleep-

So yeah, I lost it with the guy and didn’t handle the situation very well, but shit, as far as I’m concerned these guys are in a high risk job, if they’re scared of a dog, what chance do you have if they’re up against someone with a gun? It’s all just a false sense of security.

Sleep tight…!

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