911 Transcript of Otty ate Scotty
Call to 911 about Canibalized Baby
The following is the transcript from the chilling 911 call made Sunday, July 26th 2009 around 5am. The sister of Otty Sanchez phones for help after discovering that Otty has destroyed and devoured her 3 week old baby. For further info, see the hub "Otty ate Scotty."
SAN ANTONIO 911.
I need an ambulance as quickly as possible at (garbled, as line is disconnected and re-dialed). Oh, my God!
-SAN ANTONIO FIRE AND EMS. HOW CAN WE HELP YOU?
I need an ambulance at **** Wayside Drive as soon as possible.
-AT **** WAYSIDE?
-IS THAT A HOUSE OR AN APARTMENT?
It's a house. It's an emergency. (garbled. In the background you can almost hear someone saying "I can't believe it.")
-AND WHAT'S GOING ON? WHAT'S THE EMERGENCY?
-WHAT'S THE EMERGENCY? WHAT'S GOING ON?
My sister has hurt her child.
-TELL ME WHAT'S GOING ON? DON'T TALK TO THE OTHER PEOPLE. TALK TO ME.
My sister has has hurt her child has seriously hurt her child.
-HOW DID SHE DO THAT? WHAT'S GOING ON WITH THE CHILD?
The baby is dead! She has...she has....
-WHAT DID YOU SAY?
The baby is dead! Please come quickly. (garbled)
-HOW OLD IS THE BABY?
The baby is three weeks, not even three weeks old.
-THREE WEEKS OLD?
Not even three weeks old. Please!
-WHAT DID SHE DO TO HIM?
She stabbed him. There's blood all over the bed. There's... I don't know. Please...
-ALRIGHT, MA'AM. STAY ON THE LINE WITH ME. I'M GOING TO CONNECT YOU UP TO THE POLICE, OKAY? STAY ON THE LINE.
-(F) EMS, I'M HERE.
-(M) ALRIGHT, GO AHEAD.
-(F) MA'AM, WHAT IS YOUR NAME?
My name is Priscilla Garcia.
-WHERE'S YOUR SISTER AT?
She's just sitting on the couch. I'm sorry.
-PRISCILLA, WHERE'S YOUR SISTER AT?
She's just sitting on the couch. She's just gone crazy last night. She's hearing voices, she kept bringing me the baby, and finally she calmed down, so I took her back the baby, and now I just woke up to hear screaming.
-HOW OLD IS THE BABY?
Not even three weeks old! He, he, he...the baby's dead! The baby's dead! Please! Somebody come!
-OK, THEY'RE ON THEIR WAY TO YOU, OKAY?
Oh, I need the keys so I can open the front door. Oh, my God!
-(M) DO NOT TOUCH THE BABY. DON'T DISTURB ANYTHING IN THE AREA THERE, OKAY?
My mom, my mom was holding the baby. My mom was holding the baby. (garbled...)
-ALRIGHT. ALRIGHT MA'AM. EVERYBODY IS ON THE WAY TO HELP YOU, OKAY?
I need to find the keys to open the front door. (Dog barking.) Gah. (Screaming in the background.) No. No, Otty, nobody's dead. It's okay, baby. Just stay right there.
-(F) IS THAT YOUR SISTER?
(Priscilla) Yes. (Dog barking and garbled voices in the background.) Oh, I can't believe it.
(Otty garbled) ... I stabbed myself in the stomach.
(Priscilla) You stabbed yourself?
(Priscilla) Oh, my God, I can't believe it.
(Otty) I stabbed my neck and face.
(Priscilla) Otty, this time I told you to come to me.
(Otty) (garbled) I tried but he told me that you died. (garbled) [OR] "I tried but you were telling me that you died ..(inaudible) you killed your kids and you were dead"
(Priscilla) I'm not dead, Otty. I'm standing right here talking to you.
-WHERE DID SHE STAB HERSELF?
-(Priscilla) In the heart and in the stomach. She says... (garbled) I see a stab wound in her heart, yes.
Yes. I'm looking at her now, yes.
-ALRIGHT, THEY ARE ON THEIR WAY, OKAY?
-(Priscilla) I love my daughter. Oh, my God!
(background Otty ) I loved him. (garbled) I loved him.
(Priscilla) Momma, calm down!
(Otty) I didn't mean to do it. He told me to. Oh, hurry.
(Priscilla) Mom, I'm on the phone with EMS right now. I can't call him right now.
-I'M GOING TO GO AHEAD AND LET YOU GO, OKAY? THEY'RE ON THEIR WAY.
Alright, bye bye.
Otty and Scotty
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