Mackenzie's dad asks: "When you were driving with Dom & he grabbed the steering wheel, where were you?" ⬇️ Video below ⬇️ "Hold on," Mackenzie Shirilla tells her mom Natalie Shirilla at the start of this jail phone call, because she's talking and laughing with someone in the background at the jail about a big dress. "That card that we gave you with money on it, what's it for?" Natalie asks. "Phone calls!" Mackenzie says. Natalie is obviously speaking with her husband Steve in the background, correcting him: "No, I put money on her commissary account...to buy stuff. Yes." "You're using the card to make phone calls, right?" Natalie ask. "Me? No? I never use it to make phone calls," Mackenzie says. "I still have money on that bitch." Mackenzie asks if they want her to use it to make phone calls. Her mom says to just keep it for when she needs it. Mackenzie quickly changes the subject to her pen being in her sock, and the fact that her messages aren't working. "I'm irritated that my messages aren't working." Natalie asks, "What was she saying about a gypsy?" Mackenzie explains that the woman she spoke with thought they were like gypsies in the TLC show where they wear big dresses. "She thought we was that," Mackenzie says. Oh my goodness, her mom says. Mackenzie says, "No, we're like the dancing ones." "Esmerelda," her mom says. Esmerelda is the iconic heroine from Victor Hugo’s 1831 novel The Hunchback of Notre-Dame. Esmerelda is a fiercely independent and compassionate young Romani woman. "Like Stevie Nicks," Natalie says. "Just tell 'em like Stevie Nicks." "I don't know what that is," Mackenzie says. "I feel like all gypsies are creative, too." Mackenzie complains, "I'm cramping so bad." Then she goes into her gibberish speech, perhaps saying something about evil and a seatbelt. I'm almost understanding this secret language. "She asked what I'm speaking and I told her," Mackenzie says, referring to gypsy word she used. "Just say carnie," Natalie says, but Mackenzie says she doesn't want the inmate to know that. Mackenzie tells her mom about some little phone the size of a thumb, about possibly sneaking that in prison when her mom asks if she will have social media in Marysville, when she gets to the ORW prison. Mackenzie asks "Diamond" about the notion of social media at ORW, and Diamond says no, but tells Mackenzie about the "Getting Out" app instead. "You can text all day long," Diamond says. Mackenzie's dad gets on the phone and asks: "When you were driving with Dom & he grabbed the steering wheel, where were you?" "Right on I-71," she answers. "You know where that first metal rail is?" Steve clarifies: "So you were on 82, you got on 71, and it happened right there?" "Yep, like right when I got on the highway," she answers. It's so obvious what's happening here. They are trying to victim-blame Dom and they want it recorded on the jail call. "I think we were arguing as soon as I got on the highway," she says. "I pulled over at the metal guard rail." "Okay. Good. Thanks. Bye," Steve says, cutting her short. Her mom gets back on the phone and Mackenzie says, "And they lied about that [ish] too." "We're not supposed to talk about anything on the phone," Natalie reminds her. Mackenzie begins talking about her stomach problems but her dad is yelling something in the background. "No! Dom hurt her," it sounds like he says. "That's what I need. I need people angry like dad in my life," Mackenzie says. "Okay! Hold on a second!" Natalie yells at him, talking over him. "I hate that all of our calls are recorded," Natalie explains, saying she hates knowing people will hear about Mackenzie needing to take a poop, etc. Mackenzie said she's about to take a fat poop and pretend it's on "them," I guess the prosecutor, huh? Yeah, because she mentions Troup later in the call, and speaks of his bald head. Natalie starts waxing nostalgic about how much Dom loved Mackenzie. But she turns back to hate. "I hate them, I don't want them to know anything," Natalie says, not wanting any of the prosecution, I assume, to know how Mackenzie slept or what she had for breakfast. "You're just better at keeping your composure than him," Mackenzie says, comparing her mom to her dad. "Kenzie, poker face," her mom says. "I know," Mackenzie answers. "Do you think they're gonna give me like more than 40 years? Because I'm thinking yes. I'm thinking I'm getting life in prison." "I'm prepared for that. That's what I'm prepared for," her mom says. "We're gonna fight, fight, fight. If I have to drive to the White House. I'll take it all the way to the Supreme Court if I have to." "Like can we fire my lawyer?" Mackenzie asks. "I fired my lawyer. Like dead ass." "Kenzie, it's not that you fired him. He's done." "They're acting like I killed 85 people. I didn't kill nobody," Mackenzie says. Ezekiel 1:12 Each one went straight ahead. Wherever the spirit would go, they would go, without turning as they went