- I'm pregnant. - (All): Ahh! Whoa!
- Break a leg. - I'm not worried.
Your girlfriend's magnificent.
- I imagine her cheating on me, and it's driving me crazy.
- You carry out environmental impact studies
because the...the mines are dangerous?
- It's because they are potentially
either eco-toxic or toxic.
- What? - The scientist.
She confessed she falsified the toxicology report.
- You think you can threaten us
into dropping our defamation suit?
- Oh, not only will you drop it, you'll compensate our clients.
And you'll buy my silence.
(Engine revving)
(Tires squealing)
- (Naomi): Hey, Ev, are you OK?
- Yeah, I think I'm just tired.
- She has an infection,
which caused her to go into premature labour.
However, your daughter has a lot...
- My daughter?
- She's in critical condition.
- (Phil): Was that the first time you had symptoms?
- Before I left on tour,
I missed the appointment.
- If Evelyn had made it to her appointment,
could you have stopped the infection?
- Maybe, yes.
But there's no use thinking like that!
- So, do you want kids?
- Me? - Mm-hmm.
- Uh, yeah. Of course.
You?
- Um, I do...
(Chuckling)
- But?
- Um...
but only if I'm sure that they'll have
everything they need.
You know what I mean?
- Oh, yeah, yeah, sure.
Of course.
So, a struggling lawyer at an in-debt firm,
still pays half-price for groceries,
that doesn't exactly scream financial stability to you?
- Um, well, how about an unemployed cellist?
- Ooh... - Yeah...
- No, no, no, no, no.
(Chuckling)
No, when we have kids...
And we are gonna have more than one, right?
- Mm-hmm.
A mini-me and a mini-you.
- Oh, yes!
So, when we have our minis,
they are gonna grow up in a big house...
with a big yard...
And they're gonna have everything they could ever want.
I promise.
♪ ♪ ♪
- State the reason for the trip.
- To save my child.
- "Save" and "child" have been accepted.
Our agents will arrive tomorrow between 9:00 a.m. and 9:00 p.m.
Thank you for choosing...
(Phone clicking)
(Machines beeping, air compressing)
- Hey.
Hey, sweetheart.
Daddy's gonna save you.
OK?
I promise.
- What is wrong with you?
Put her down!
(Sniffling)
- (Whispering): Careful.
♪ ♪ ♪
- I know you hate me.
I had a fever. I should have told you.
The doctor could have done something.
- None of that matters now, OK?
- If our baby dies, I won't be able to live with myself.
- Look at me right now. Our baby is not gonna die.
- But the doctor said... - Listen to me.
Everything's gonna be fine.
I know with every fibre of my being
that our daughter is gonna live.
You gotta trust me.
(Door opening)
(Train whistling in distance)
(Phone chiming)
(Dog barking in distance)
(Phone ringing)
- Pat, it's late.
- Hey, hey, p-please, pl...please don't hang up.
(Pat sighing)
I'm in deep shit.
I fell for it like a fucking idiot.
- Wait, slow down. What did you do?
- These guys are insane, though.
I just... - Pat, what happened?
(Exhaling sharply)
- I bluffed Keas.
I told them we had evidence that they falsified the report.
- No, no. No, I told you not to.
We don't have any proof.
- Yeah, but we had nothing else!
OK?
And it's...it's actually a lot, lot worse than that.
- What? Why?
- They...they threatened me.
I mean, they started following me.
Eric and the kids too!
And so, I just...
I...I freaked out. And...
(Exhaling sharply)
I promised them I'd convince our clients to drop the suit.
- You did what?
- I mean, in exchange,
they said they'd...they'd stop the threats and...and...
and then pay me for my silence.
- You did all of this behind my back?
- I did it for us. I did it for the firm.
I mean, I had to do something!
You had your hands full with the baby, and I...
- No, no, no. You don't go there.
You did this for you.
How much was Keas gonna pay you?
- Two hundred K.
- That's it?
You sold out all those people,
you...you put your own family in danger for $200,000?
What is wrong with you?
Why?
Wait, Pat, where are you?
- In a motel...
off the freeway.
I just...
It's where the deal was gonna go down.
I mean, they...they made me check in under a fake name.
I thought it was for secrecy. I just...
Fuck! I got screwed!
And now you're the only person who knows I'm here.
And I fucked up, OK? I know I fucked up.
But I... Right now I just...
- Pat, listen to me. You need to get out of there.
- No, no, no, I can't. I can't! - Right now. Walk away.
- I can't! - Why?
- Th...there's this guy outside.
I think...I think he's here to break my legs.
Or, I mean, maybe he's gonna try to kill me.
I don't know! You...you have to come get me.
Please, Phil, I'm scared.
I'm not...I'm not kidding here. I'm stuck.
- Pat, I'm not coming there.
I can't come there.
- We're family.
Come on, man! I just...
- I am not coming there. Do you hear me?
- OK, I...I'll...I'll tell them that you know.
I'll...I'll tell them that you know too,
that...that if anything happens to me,
that...that you'll leak the report to the media, OK?
- You're on your own, man.
- No.
(Breathing heavily)
Phil... come on. Come on.
(Line ringing)
- What?
- I...I already told them that you know.
- You're lying.
(Pat scoffing)
What the fuck is wrong with you, man?
Why do you keep doing this?
- It's the pressure, man.
I just...I...
I can't let my family down.
I worry about money all the time.
- Everyone worries about money all the time.
You get desperate.
Now you're doing illegal shit? What are y...
- Yeah, and you go crazy when my sister so much as
looks at somebody else.
We all have a thing!
Ma...maybe, maybe it's not too late, man.
Ma...maybe we can still get Keas to buy us out. Huh?
- You're on your own, Pat. - No.
Fuck!
(Sighing)
(Phone buzzing)
(Phone clicking, thudding)
(Inhaling deeply)
(Exhaling sharply)
- (Whispering): Oh, come on!
(Doorbell ringing)
(Phone buzzing)
Hey.
- (Evelyn): Hi.
I just woke up.
Where are you?
- I just, uh,
I got caught up with a work thing.
- They took her for more tests.
They think she has a heart problem.
(Evelyn sobbing)
Please come back here.
I need you, Phil. I can't do this alone.
- OK, I...I'll be there soon, OK?
I'm coming.
- If she ...
(Evelyn sniffling)
- She's gonna pull through, Ev.
OK? I promise.
- OK. Come, please.
Be here fast. Bye.
(Inhaling deeply)
(Phone buzzing)
(Sniffling)
(Phone buzzing)
(Evelyn crying)
- Ev...
Ev, don't cry.
(Evelyn sobbing)
OK? This will all be over soon, I promise.
- No.
- Did something happen to our baby?
(Evelyn gasping)
(Evelyn crying)
- Phi ...
No .
- Evelyn...
Evelyn, you stay right there, OK?
(Evelyn gasping)
I'm coming.
(Doorbell ringing, keys clanging)
It's about time.
You can't go on tour.
- What?
- You have to see a doctor right away, Ev.
- Are you joking?
- No. I'm serious.
Hey, hey!
Do you have a fever?
- A bit of one, but it's nothing.
- Well, if you have a fever,
then you might have an infection, right?
- It's normal to run a bit warm during pregnancy.
- No, I'm telling you something is wrong.
You have to trust me.
- Are you trying to scare me into staying?
- Don't you have an appointment this week?
- Yes, but I'll go when I'm back.
- OK, so then why don't you let me take you, OK?
We'll...we'll do some tests.
If the baby's OK, nothing's wrong,
then I'll take you on tour.
It'll be fine.
- You don't want me to go on tour.
- What? - That's it.
- No, no, no, no. Ev! - No, I'm going.
- Ev, I'm telling you that I...I had a premonition, OK?
- Oh, come on. - I'm serious.
Look, if you care about our baby's life,
you gotta stop right now.
- Really? Wow. - Please, Evelyn!
- No, I'm gone for the week. I'll see the doctor then.
- Just stop!
It wasn't a premonition, OK?
I've already lived this.
- OK, that's enough. Let me go.
- Ev. Ev! - Now!
- Evelyn, I'm telling you, I've already been through this.
- This is so manipulative.
- Look, if our child dies, how will you live with yourself?
- You're disgusting.
(Doorbell ringing)
Let me go! - Look, all right.
They're picking you up in a black van.
He's wearing a black jacket, grey sweater.
How else would I know...
- Ah! - Evelyn!
(Breathing heavily)
Oh my God!
I'm so sorry. Evelyn! I didn't mean to do that!
- You jealous asshole! Leave me alone!
- It was an accident! - I'm going. You won't stop me!
- Evelyn, stop! Guys, Evelyn is sick.
She needs to go to the hospital! - No, I'm fine!
- Calm down! - Stay out of this!
My baby's more important than your stupid tour!
- You're the one who's sick! - I didn't mean to scare you!
- That's just what you're doing!
- Back off or I'll call the police!
- Stop! Stop! Evelyn!
No, no, no! Hey, hey!
Stop! Stop the van! Stop it!
(Phone ringing)
- You'll never guess what I learned while training...
(Horn honking)
- Shit, shit, shit! Look! Quick!
Fuck is he doing? - No!
(Phone ringing)
- Yeah, what?
- My man, I got them!
The Ministry and Keas tampered with the toxicology report.
- Yeah, I know. - What?
How? Why didn't you tell me?
- Yeah, that's rich coming from you.
- Do you know the things I had to do to get that intel?
- I don't know, is your dick involved?
- No, nothing like that.
- She's...she's gay.
- Pat, listen to me, do not try and bluff Keas, OK?
I'll handle it.
Don't say or do anything, you got it?
(Phone clicking, thudding)
(Phone chiming)
- Hi, remember me? It's your mother.
I haven't heard from you in a week.
Are you OK?
(Line ringing)
- Dr. Koonar's office.
How can I direct your call?
- Hi, is Dr. Koonar at the clinic
or the hospital today?
- Let me check.
She's at the hospital right now.
- Perfect. Thanks!
(Line ringing)
- Hi. - Mom!
I was in a bad accident. I'm headed to emergency.
They're gonna transfer me to ICU.
I need you to call Evelyn and tell her to meet me there, OK?
- Sl...slow down. Can ...
- I think he's gone.
(Phone ringing)
- Oh, God. Fuck!
- Don't answer. Put it away!
Come on, Ev, don't...
- No, no, it's his mom. It's his mom.
Yeah?
Where's Philip Grimmer?
He was in a car accident... - Evelyn.
- Philip?
Are you OK? - Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Yeah, it was a small accident.
But I...I ran into Dr. Koonar here
and told her all about your fever.
- If you're running a fever,
it could mean there's something wrong with the baby.
I'd like to examine you. - No, I'm fine.
- There's still a concern.
- Come on, you're already here.
Right?
(Hospital staff talking, indistinct)
(Woman speaking over PA)
(Phone buzzing)
Hey, what's up?
- (Andy): Where are you?
Nobo...nobody seems to know where you are.
They say you're not even registered.
- Wait, wait, wait, are you at the hospital?
- Yes, I'm downstairs.
Where are you?
(Sighing)
- Uh, wait there.
I'll come find you.
What are you doing here?
- Mom said that you were in a car accident.
- Of course she sent you instead of coming herself.
- She said that she couldn't stand to see you dying.
- I'm fine, OK?
My neck is sore. That's all.
- You sure? - Yeah.
Yeah, the only reason I called her
is Evelyn wasn't picking up her phone.
I never said I was dying.
I'm sorry, all right?
I...I didn't think she'd call you.
- OK, yeah, no, I mean,
I'm just glad that you're not hurt.
I'm...
- Come here. I'm OK.
- You sure? - Yeah.
But, um, I gotta get out of here, OK?
Thank you for coming.
Can I get six numbers for the next big one?
Dr. Koonar?
- You were right.
She has a urinary tract infection,
it's in her kidneys.
We put her on a round of emergency antibiotics.
- Will the baby be OK?
- It's hard to tell if we caught the infection in time.
- If not?
- We've run some tests. - Can you rush the results?
- Sure. - OK.
Can I go see her? - Absolutely.
- Thanks, Doctor. - Hey, Phil?
- Yeah? - I have to ask.
How'd you know?
- Fatherly intuition.
- (Evelyn): It's fine. Thanks.
- Hi, there you are.
- You look great for someone recovering from a car crash.
- What? What happened?
- He had a car accident.
Right, Philip? - It was nothing...
just tweaked my neck.
That's all.
- Hey.
Ca...can we talk?
- Yeah.
- All right.
Ho...how did you know?
- What?
- How did you know that Keas tampered
with the toxicology report?
- I have my sources. - Do you have proof?
- No.
But we're gonna have to do a counter-assessment.
- With what money?
No, I say we bluff Keas.
We trick them into offering our clients
a huge, fat settlement.
- Pat! I am so sick and tired of having
the same argument with you!
- What?
I literally just found this out.
- My kid is in danger and your sister's in there.
Can we do this another time, please?
You gotta stop worrying about money.
It makes you do stupid things!
- OK, I got the results rushed.
We're incredibly lucky.
If you hadn't gotten here when you did,
things could have been way worse.
But we got the infection in time.
And your baby's gonna be fine.
- (Evelyn): OK. - (Marcel): Oh, thank God!
- A-anything else we need to do?
- Yes, she needs to stay on bed rest
until the end of her pregnancy.
You need to make sure that she lies down,
has very limited physical activity.
- She stays here? - No, she goes home.
But she comes in regularly for ultrasounds.
We need to keep a close eye on her.
- (Pat): You sure you're OK?
- (Evelyn): Yeah, yeah. Yeah, I'm fine.
(Chuckling)
- I don't know where to start.
- At the beginning.
How did you know?
- I was doing your laundry...
and I, uh, noticed some spotting in your underwear.
So I was worried.
I started playing Google Doctor,
landed on pyelonephritis,
among other things.
Then I had this dream...
our baby was born prematurely.
And she was so small.
And I held her in my hands...
And then she was gone.
And then I woke up.
- You said you lived it.
- Well, yeah, I mean, you know, like you live a dream.
Like, it feels real, you know?
And then it was all I could think about.
- But then why did you only mention it
right before I left on tour?
- Well, because that's when you told me
you had missed your appointment,
that...that you had a fever.
- No, I didn't.
You guessed I had a fever.
(Phil sighing)
- I-it...
- You didn't want me to go.
- No.
No, that's not it.
Evelyn, I was afraid, OK?
I was afraid for you and the baby.
That...that's... that's what made me so...
- Aggressive.
- (Whispering): Anxious.
- You pushed me down the stairs.
You threatened me with our child's death.
You lied that you were in a bad accident.
- And I'm sorry. - Who does that?
- All right, I'm sorry I was so insistent, OK?
But I was right. I mean, what?
Would you rather our baby a...
(Sighing)
(Whispering): Hey.
(Normal voice): All that matters is that the two of you are OK.
It's over.
- Yeah.
- Get some rest.
I'm not going anywhere.
OK?
(Inhaling deeply)
♪ ♪ ♪
I assume you only want to settle
because you caught wind that we're doing
a new toxicology assessment.
Who told you?
- That's a fair offer.
You should take it. - We're not interested.
- If your clients settle now, they can avoid an expensive,
pointless court process.
- They won't be interested.
- We're open to counter offers. What's their number?
- This is about principle.
- There's always a number.
- We want to stop the mine.
And our independent assessment will prove that your mine
will put people's heath and the environment at risk.
- And you, have you thought through all the risks
you'll be facing?
- I'm sorry, i-is that a threat?
(Chuckling)
You know what?
I...I really wouldn't bother
with any of your little scare tactics.
They're not gonna work on me.
- I don't like what you're inferring.
- OK, try me.
You have no idea what I am capable of.
What's wrong?
You OK?
You see the doctor today?
- Yeah, but she wants me on bed confinement
until the birth.
That means no tour.
- Well, whatever it takes, right?
- Are you happy about this?
- Evelyn, this is good news.
All we have to do is follow the doctor's orders.
We're gonna have a healthy baby!
- You're not the one having to stay in bed for months.
- You said you couldn't live with yourself
if something happened to our baby.
- I never said that.
- This is temporary.
OK? I promise.
It's gonna go by just like that.
♪ ♪ ♪
- You deserve justice.
- Uh...
- OK, OK. Think about your town, OK?
Your health, the kind of world that you want your children
to be living in, your grandchildren!
W-would you please?
(Pat speaking French)
- Stopping this mine is the right thing to do...
(Pat sighing)
if you have a conscience.
- Merci.
- Thank you. You're all very brave.
Hey, hey, "Greta Thunberg," who do you represent,
the world or our clients? That's a good deal!
- You went behind my back and told them
about our counter-assessment.
- It worked. They made an offer.
- Yeah, except now they have to sign an NDA,
which means that offer will keep us from doing
a new toxicology investigation.
- What did you expect?
You weren't doing anything so I made a move.
- Go and convince our clients not to take that offer.
- No, but... - That's it, Pat!
Now! Just for once, please,
at least pretend to be a decent human being.
(Door opening, closing)
- How are things with, um, you and Phil?
You guys good?
- Yeah.
- I don't know.
He's just acting weird lately.
Kind of being a dick, really.
Is he treating you well?
- Mm-hmm.
- What's wrong?
Talk to me.
- Our lives are so tangled up.
There's the firm, you and Phil are business partners.
No, uh...
- Hé, Evelyn...
- Everything all right?
- Uh... yeah.
Pat brought me flowers.
- Nice.
Well, the doctor signed the release.
We can go home.
- Great. Get me out of here.
- Brought you some fresh clothes.
- Thank you.
- Pat...
do you mind?
- Uh, yeah.
Yeah, sure. Great, um...
I'll, uh, I'll drop by the house tomorrow.
- Yeah, thank you.
(Car beeping)
You got a new car?
- Yeah, more safety features.
- Yeah, you never know when you'll get into an accident.
- More room for the kid too.
- Yeah.
- I thought you'd like it.
- I guess.
(Engine revving)
(Scoffing)
Phil...
you know I do care about our baby?
If anything had happened to her...
- I know.
It's all good.
We're good.
(Engine starting)
(Talking, indistinct)
(Phone chiming)
♪ ♪ ♪
Yeah, so, I mean,
it's obviously an older house and we just bought it.
There's no security system installed.
So we're gonna want to make sure we do that.
What we're most concerned about are some of the windows.
You can see that they're older
and they haven't been wired yet, so...
- Uh, hello.
- Hey.
- Can we talk?
- Uh, yeah.
C... Why don't you go check out the back?
Thanks.
- Um... who is he?
- He's just gonna help us look after the place for a while.
- OK, Phil, what's going on?
- Look, it's just while we negotiate with Keas.
- They're not the mafia.
- There have been some issues. - What?
Why didn't you tell me?
- I didn't want to stress you out.
- You didn't think having some creepy guy wandering around
might freak me out?
- He is creepy, isn't he?
- What happened to, "We're in this together"?
- We are. It's not gonna be for long.
I got a plan for Keas.
You do not have to worry.
Go get some rest.
(Sighing)
- Can we talk?
- OK.
- Well, what's up?
- Got the same threats from Keas as you did,
pictures of me and Evelyn.
- Whoa, whoa, whoa, what threats?
I never got any. - Doesn't matter.
Having an interview with a reporter this afternoon.
I'm telling her everything.
- You don't have proof that Keas tampered
with the toxicology report.
- If the story is out there,
then Keas will change their tactics.
- Well, you'd think you'd consult your partner
about strategy first.
- But that's the thing, Pat. We aren't partners.
- OK, sure.
Sure, I went to Keas about the report
and I told our clients to take the offer.
- I can't trust you.
- It was all for the good of the firm.
A case like this could bankrupt us.
You've got a baby on the way. - How much to buy you out?
- What? - Come on, Pat.
We're friends, you're Evelyn's brother.
Let's not destroy that.
- Are you serious?
- Name your price.
The most important thing is that Evelyn does not stress
about this before the baby is born.
OK?
- OK.
- Why do a counter-assessment on the Saint Jean mine?
Don't you trust how the government is managing
its natural resources?
- Well, what we know is that Keas
and the Ministry of Agriculture worked together
to falsify a toxicology report with the express purpose
of hiding from the public one simple fact:
that the mine that they plan to build
will be an environmental hazard.
- Is it true they tried to buy your clients' silence
with a significant settlement?
- Yes, and my clients turned them down.
Look, if this mine is allowed to proceed,
the region is gonna suffer for generations.
And I want to be very clear about something,
my passion about this case goes far beyond
my commitments as a lawyer,
and speaks directly to my concerns as a citizen.
- We reached out to Keas and they denied everything,
calling the allegations unfounded.
We tried to get a comment from the expert
who wrote the alleged falsified toxicology report,
but she refused to speak with us.
- There you go.
With my face plastered all over the news,
Keas isn't gonna touch us.
- I spoke to Naomi.
The Chamber added more concert dates.
- OK...
you're out of commission for the rest of the season.
- I know, but apparently, my replacement is just OK.
- Well, yeah, I mean, of course she's gonna say that.
She's your friend.
- Actually, Phil, I'm an excellent cellist.
(Sighing)
(Footsteps retreating)
- OK, one more step.
One more.
Careful.
And...
ta-da!
So, we got all the movies and TV shows
you haven't watched yet
and all the books you've wanted to read
but you haven't had time to.
- I do have lots of time to fill.
- Mm-hmm.
But wait, there's more.
Come on.
Evelyn, I want you to meet Ana Wozniak.
- Hello.
- Ana's gonna be doing the shopping, cooking, cleaning.
And I also got you a nurse
that's gonna come in twice a week.
- Um, can we afford this?
- Anything for you and the baby.
Now, you want a coffee? - Um... I'm...
- Ana, could you make, uh, Evelyn a decaf espresso, please?
Thank you.
(Phone ringing)
I gotta take this.
♪ ♪ ♪
- I'm not an invalid.
- It's Mr. Grimmer. He insists.
- I know.
- You're giving me the firm?
- Changed my mind.
It's all yours.
- OK, but you're...you're giving me the firm,
plus all this bonus money?
- Is it enough?
- For what?
- For you not to worry about cash again
and do stupid things.
- OK, where will you even get the money?
- I settled with Keas.
- What?
When?
- I got a better deal for our clients.
Plus, Keas is abandoning the mining project.
Too much public pressure.
- Y-you went behind my back?
- Yeah.
It was the right thing to do for everyone.
Trust me.
(♪ Classical ♪)
(Phil and Ana applauding)
- Bravo.
That was beautiful.
- I asked Naomi to help me keep up with rehearsals.
And look who tagged along.
- As soon as you can come back, we have a spot.
- That's sweet. Thank you.
- Uh, Ana, do you mind making some dinner?
Something light.
Thank you.
Did she take her medication? - I did.
- Bravo. Encore.
(Chuckling)
- I can't believe I'm gonna play in front of an audience again.
- You don't have to...
work.
- Now, why do you say that?
- No, I don't want to ruin the surprise.
(Chuckling)
- What's going on?
(Fork clanging)
- Come on.
Get your coat.
(Door closing)
- What are we doing here?
- I was gonna surprise you after the baby was born, but...
I can't wait.
Welcome home.
- Phil, we can't afford this.
- Actually, we can.
- No. - Ev...
we're millionaires.
Twenty-five million, to be exact.
- You're kidding.
- I won the lottery.
- When? - Three months ago.
- And you didn't tell me?
- Well, we had a lot going on.
- Yeah, but... - Hey.
(Evelyn sighing)
I can take care of it all now.
You'll see.
Come on. Let me show you.
Come on.
(Phil exhaling sharply)
So, the place had a bit of a renovation 2 years ago,
but I insisted on these new floors throughout.
They're all heated independently.
Oh, this table, I got it at a consignment store.
It's a piece of redwood carved from one whole piece.
But this kitchen, brand new from the ground up.
State-of-the-art appliances, brand-new cabinets...
(Phil talking, indistinct)
But, can I show you my favourite room?
Come on. Let's go upstairs.
(Clears throat)
I kept my promise, Ev.
Our kids are gonna have everything they need.
- Phil...
(Gasping)
- Now?
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Come on. Push. Push.
- (Doctor): Keep coming. Keep coming.
You can do this.
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- (Phil): There she is. Oh my God!
Oh!
(Phil and Evelyn gasping)
(Evelyn chuckling, baby crying)
Oh!
(Chuckling)
Hi.
Hi. Hi.
Oh!
(Chuckling)
(Whispering): Hey.
- (Whispering): Hi.
- Ah!
(Baby squealing, Evelyn and Phil shushing)
Here, let me take her.
- No, not yet. Leave her with me.
- Just for a bit. No, you get some rest. I got it.
- No, I just want to keep her... - I got her. Get some rest.
Hey.
(Shushing)
You see?
You're never gonna have to worry about a thing.
(Breathing heavily)
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