She Was Arrested for DUI. Her Brain Was Bleeding.

“Get out of the car! Get out of the car now! Get out of the car. Hands where I can see them. Turn around. You’re under arrest.” “For what?” “Turn around. You’re under arrest.” “What am I under arrest for?” “Felony eluding – Turn around. Stop resisting. What the hell are you trying to do? “I wasn’t eluding.” “Stop resisting! She keeps trying to use these keys to like stab.” “No, I do –” “Ma’am.” “She’s trying to use her keys as a weapon.” “No, I’m not.” “Then– you’re being –“ “Just let go of them, ma’am.“ “Let me put them in my pocket.” “No, no, no. Just let go of the keys.” “I didn’t know I was being pulled over.” “O.K. my lights and sirens didn’t give you a clue on Yelm highway, ma’am?” “No.” “No? You just wanted to keep driving and lower your speed? You wanted to hit a bunch of barriers and stuff?” “No, I’m not feeling real well.” “Yeah? Not at all? “No, that’s why I left work.” “She’ll be in custody for DUI and felony eluding.” “I’m not under the influence.” “All right, ma’am. Everything you’re telling me is you’re under the influence, O.K.?” “No, I’m just really tired.”