911, what's your emergency?
These people, they're nuts.
They're stalking us. They're harassing us.
Your name?
Michael Barisone.
B-A-R-I-S-O-N-E.
I've been shot in the heart!
411 Westmill Drive.
411...
This is a war. It's gonna be dealt with right now.
We're under siege here.
They are clients here at our stable.
The situation is getting worse and worse and worse.
We are in fear for our lives.
I'm taking my life back.
I'm losing a lot of blood.
Washington Township!
Okay, you're at 411 Westmill, Washington Township. Okay?
- I'm... - Okay. Ma'am, where...
911. What's the address?
I need an officer here to get these people to get their shit together
and not menace us.
We are decent people.
- Okay. - This is turning out terribly.
These are menaces to society.
If I need to get a restraining order tonight, I will get it.
This is a war, and it's gonna be dealt with right now.
I've had enough of these people. I need them gone.
Mary Haskins. Here's the deal, the cop wants to pass the buck.
He says it's a civil matter. It's a civil matter.
That's why I keep saying that's why you need to keep calling
because you need to push the burden onto the police department.
- She's playing old school. - She needs a lesson.
I'm gonna... I'm dealing with this.
She needs to get banned from this county.
Nobody can give a lifetime ban in horse sports
except SafeSport. That's it.
- Yeah. - And they give the...
- If anything happens, I will... - You know what? You--
You're already talking--
You've already talked the last few days about leaving.
I'm not leaving you, Michael.
I'm not leaving you.
There were texts to me last night where...
Apparently, they've been bugging my conversations
in my other building where we're all sitting and holing up,
like we're hostages.
This is not looking good. We're under siege here.
If they come up, I don't know what to do.
- Were weapons involved? - No.
Stay right here. Don't you walk away.
- Don't engage them, okay? - I'm talking to my friend.
They're nuts. They're stalking us.
They've... They're harassing us.
- Last night, there was a Facebook post. - Hold on.
It's a harassing Facebook post that's going on right now, correct?
It was last night. "Everyone should be worried."
"I'm not responsible for anything my other personalities do
when they're threatened."
That's insane.
I have a family.
We are in fear for our lives.
This is the third time. And I'm getting no relief.
I'm taking my life back.
- 911. What's the address-- - I've been shot in the heart.
- Okay-- - 411 Westmill Drive. 411 Westmill Drive.
- Where are you? - I'm losing a lot of blood.
Michael Barisone shot me.
Stop fucking moving!
- Hello? - Sir?
Is an ambulance coming?
Officers are being dispatched, okay?
You fucking move, or I'm gonna fucking kill you!
Do you understand me?!
- I'm shot! - You understand me?!
He's the shooter right here!
Right here!
Gun is underneath him.
Chest seals! Get chest seals!
Were you shot just once?
Do you see Mr. Barisone in court?
We have.
Not guilty by reason of insanity.
With regard to count two...
- I'm gonna get drunk. - I'm not.
How are you recovering from this?
Drink this. Relax.
We got this.