As The World Turns Transcript Monday 5/20/02
Proofread by Ebele
Rose: Well! Here we are. Welcome to the Ritz. Wonder if they put mints on your pillow here.
Paul: Got a case of the jitters, Rose?
Rose: Me? No. It's just that last time I was in a place this sterile, they were puffing me full of woo-woo steam and turning me into a prune, that is all.
Paul: Well, you just remember that you're safe here, okay? Dr. Bob is going to take good care of you. And so am I.
Rose: I know. Yeah. Well, a couple of hours from now, I'm going to be wrapped up like a cabbage roll, and maybe you'll get your old Rose back. Or your new Rose. Or your previous Rose. Or a new and improved Rose. I don't know.
Paul: No, there are no improvements necessary. You know what they say? A rose is a rose is a rose? And I love each -- and every -- one of them.
Rose: I believe you. I know it took me long enough, but I do believe you.
Paul: No, it doesn't matter how long it took. I just want to stop talking about it and start showing you how much -- how very much I love you.
Rose: You make my toes curl. You know that. But there's something I want to say. I'm doing this -- you know, my face, fixing my whole face -- I'm doing it for me.
Paul: You don't have to justify yourself to me.
Rose: Hear me out, okay? I know you said you'd marry me no matter what. And you were dead serious about that.
Paul: I was. I am.
Rose: And I don't want you to think that I was doubting you even for a second, because I wasn't. It's just -- I want my face back. For me. Not for you, but for me.
Rose: And I'm here at that dance floor there, you know, I'm hearing all the music at Jake's memorial. And I'm like, "oh!" I miss that, you know? I miss getting out there and, you know, shaking my tail feathers.
Paul: You could have done that.
Rose: Well, come on. Not without someone thinking I'm having a heart attack. And I miss being Lily's twin. You know, I never really looked at her. Really looked at her. But I do miss it. I mean, don't get me wrong -- I was starting to accept the fact that I had this face and that, underneath it all, I was still Rose. You know? I can live with this face. If I had to. But I really want my old self back. This may sound a little selfish but, when the two of us are walking down the street together, I want people to say, you know, "that is one good-looking couple."
Paul: You want to know what I want?
Rose: Yeah. What else?
Paul: No, besides that. I want you to be happy. And if that means camping out in an igloo, eating fish every day, then okay. Let's do it. If it means sitting in a couple rocking chairs on the front porch, playing gin rummy, then I say deal the cards. If this is what will make you happy -- go for it.
Bob: Ready, Rose?
Rose: So this is it, huh?
Bob: Well, we could wait till morning, if you need more time to --
Rose: No, no. That's all right. So this is it? I'm ready. Whatever happens -- I'm not looking back.
La, la, la, la, la, la la, la, la, la, la, la. Mon cherie amour
Molly: Where'd you go?
Jake: What do you mean? I was here. I'll always be here. Helluva shindig tonight. People out there eating red hots, clinking beers. And if I'm not mistaken, did I not hear Tom use the word "gentleman"?
Jake: Who would've ever thought that? Just shows you how much -- life can change. You know what? If the dearly departed could blush, I do believe I would be the color of a Rose.
Jake: Oh, now, Mrs.. McKinnon -- Mrs.. McKinnon, what's the matter?
Molly: I blew it, Jake. I let you down.
Jake: You blew -- how? How? Come on, Molly! You immortalized me! I mean, listen -- look, look -- there had to be at least one person out there who didn't like me very much, but I guarantee you, they will not forget that shindig.
Molly: I'm not talking about that. I'm talking about .. as your wife. As the mother of your children, I failed you.
Jake: No. That's not possible, Molly.
Molly: I made a deal tonight, Jake -- I made a deal with Donna and Marley to share custody of Bridget and Michele. And I think I gave them the better end of the bargain. What kind of lousy mother does that?
Carly: I can't stop thinking about Molly.
Jack: Well, how did she seem to you after the memorial?
Carly: This is going to be hard on her, Jack. I can't help wondering how she's going to get through it.
Jack: Well, from what I understand, Jake left her pretty well off.
Carly: Jake's money was not important to her. She was about the really important things, you know? That man was the love of her life. She lived for him. And for the love of Abigail and those little girls. So what now?
Jack: Well, what are you afraid of?
Carly: I'm afraid that she will shut herself off. That she will mourn him until she's old and gray.
Jack: Then we won't let that happen. I promise.
Carly: I've seen it happen. When two people are a couple, and one person in that couple dies, people start to forget about the person that's left.
Jack: Then we'll make sure that she doesn't get lost in her grief. And we'll make sure that she's surrounded by a lot of love. And maybe even a few distractions.
Carly: You are the answer to my prayer. Did you know that? You have changed me. You really have. You may not get this, really, but so many times recently, I'd close my eyes and just know -- that that was it. That my life was going to be over. And when I opened them, I expected to see the bright, white light or the devil or whoever's going to greet me on the other side. It was you. Loving me. Holding me.
Jack: I am always going to be there for you. As long as you'll have me. I love you, Carly.
Carly: I love you, too. And nothing is ever going to come between us again, Jack.
Jack: Good. 'Cause we got a lot of catching up to do.
Craig: Interesting night. You walked into Jake's memorial hoping to win over the entire town, and instead you have to settle for miss congeniality?
Rosanna: I did okay.
Craig: And yet here you are at my doorstep. Needing your wounds licked?
Rosanna: I haven't a single wound. And if you lick anything, you're dead.
Craig: Still, being laid into by Carly must have hurt some.
Craig: Because those days when everyone ran to Rosanna are gone. And since Carly's no longer the town pariah, what's left for you?
Rosanna: I don't see you enjoying the warm glow of her sunny disposition.
Craig: Well -- c'est la vie. In Carly's life, we are still outsiders.
Rosanna: Speak for yourself.
Craig: What, I'm missing something here?
Rosanna: You usually are.
Craig: So enlighten me?
Rosanna: Carly may never give you a second look, but pretty soon, she's going to find out how badly she needs me.
Molly: I'm scared, Jake. I'm scared 'cause I don't think it's going to be temporary. I think that Donna's going to get used to having them there, and they're going to get used to being there. And she's never going to let me have them back.
Jake: You love those girls. Molly --
Molly: I do! I do, and I promise you I'm never going to let them out of my life, Jake. I'm going to get there. I'm going to go see them every chance I get. Because Donna agreed. She did agree that I could see them whenever, wherever I want. And I promise you, McKinnon, with my whole soul, I will never ever let your daughters forget who their daddy was. You can count on that.
Jake: I could always count on you. That's not going to stop now.
Molly: Stop it, damn you. Stop being so nice to me, okay? Just don't -- don't let me get away with this. Okay? Swear at me, yell at me -- do whatever you have to do. Don't tell me this is okay, Jake, because it's -- that's a lie.
Jake: You know I've never lied to you, so I'm not going to start now. What did I tell you when you told me that Donna wanted to take Bridget and Michele?
Molly: You told me -- you told me that I would figure it out.
Jake: That's right. Young lady, that's what you've done. You've figured it right out.
Craig: Now why would Carly need your help?
Rosanna: How long do you think it's going to be before she starts getting antsy over there in modest little Milltown with Jack the giant-killer? And how many times have they broken up, only to find themselves, oh, happily, rapturously back together again?
Craig: More than I care to count. But I have to tell you -- that is one part of the pattern that does make sense.
Rosanna: Well, of course. Of course you understand it. It's the thrill of the game. The chase. The challenge?
Craig: The hunt does hold its attractions.
Rosanna: Nevertheless, Carly and Jack find themselves, oh, back together again and --
Craig: Game over?
Craig: And in the interim, you throw a wrench into the works?
Rosanna: I've been known to enjoy the sporting life.
Craig: Well, shiver me timber. The real Rosanna Cabot finally draws back the curtains. I knew you couldn't deny your feelings for Carly forever.
Rosanna: My sister is actually rather near and dear to my heart.
Craig: So was the asp that killed Cleopatra. Now, you may be able to fool the good people of Oakdale, but I can read between your well-proportioned lines. You have something to draw Carly away from Milltown, don't you?
Rosanna: I do, indeed.
Craig: Well, please -- share with the group.
Rosanna: Her career. Of course. Aside from Parker, it's the one thing that she values. At least as much as Jack. And I don't think she can have it without me.
Jack: You are so beautiful.
Carly: Like you haven't seen me a thousand times.
Jack: Oh, 10,000. But it's different. It's finally hitting me, you know? The whole time you were gone, I -- I kept picturing your eyes and your beautiful mouth. I had so many pictures in my mind, I could've plastered this whole house with them. And during the dark days, I thought those pictures were all I was ever going to have of you. But now you're here. And you're in my arms. It's perfect. Mm. It's so incredibly perfect.
Carly: I ached for you, Jack. I ached so bad I couldn't sleep. But deep down somewhere, I knew that we would be together again. We had to be.
Jack: I know. I felt it, too. I had to find a place inside of me that was willing to go the distance. You know what? I didn't do that when you were taken to Hong Kong. I was so hurt. And I had built up this wall. I let myself believe the worst about you.
Carly: You've made up for that in spades.
Jack: Well, that -- I am never going to let you down again -- ever.
Carly: I know.
Carly: I know. And I also know that things that happened in the past, they're where they should be.
Carly: So let's close the door on them, okay?
Jack: Consider that done. Shut, locked, bolted.
Carly: Good. So -- here we are. Jack and Carly.
Jack: That's right. Jack and Carly. What now?
Carly: I want you. I need to feel your skin next to mine. I need to feel your heart beating like it's my own. Jack -- right here.
Rose: So, you know, doc, if you're going to rearrange my face, can you turn me into Jennifer Lopez?
Bob: Sorry, madam. I'm not a magician. I'm a mad doctor.
[Rose laughs] you know, I've always wanted to say that to you.
Rose: Oh, fantastic.
Paul: And besides, I don't want Jennifer Lopez.
Rose: Oh, you know, all men want J.Lo. They just settle for something else. That's all. If Jennifer comes in here right now, she throws herself at your feet?
Paul: I would -- I'd yawn, and I'd keep talking to you.
Rose: Yeah. You'd better, because you know what'd happen? She'd have a big fat eye and fat lip like her big fat --
Paul: See, that's what I love about you.
Rose: What, my obnoxious mouth?
Paul: No, you're tough. You're tough. You say what you feel, no holds barred. And that is one of the things that make you beautiful.
Rose: You're a sweet talker.
Rose: Yeah. I am glad that this sweet talker is here, right here next to me. Because I need you. You never thought you'd hear me say that, did you? You know, you're my rock. And through all this craziness, I know that, even if this doesn't work out, this is still going to be there. Yeah, you and me. I'm getting mushy here, but I got to say one more thing -- I got to thank you -- thank you for sticking by me. Thank you from the bottom of my heart.
Bob: Rose, I'm all ready if you are.
Rose: Bring it on! And you two, no making jokes about things you're pointing to that I can't see, okay? All right? Oh, boy. Paul?
Paul: Yeah, I'm right here.
Rose: See, you know how I know this is going to work out?
Paul: How's that?
Rose: Because if, for some reason, I wake up and I'm still old, then I'm going to have Dr. Bob put 20 years on that kisser. And we'll match. Bookends.
Paul: You've got a deal.
Carly: No more worries. No more doubts.
Jack: You had doubts?
Carly: No, not -- not doubts, exactly. I just -- couldn't help thinking about Julia.
Jack: It's over, Carly.
Carly: I know. I know it is. But I also know how much pain she caused you, Jack. So I wouldn't have blamed you if you held something back. If you wanted to straighten things out.
Jack: You have straightened me out.
Carly: I don't think it can be that simple.
Jack: Okay, didn't we just agree to put the past behind us, hmm? I am sticking to that. No more talk about the past. Or Julia.
Carly: Or Craig Montgomery.
Jack: Poor Craig. He's probably at home licking his wounds.
Carly: And I imagine he has quite a few wounds, too. I went at him tonight with both barrels.
Jack: What do you mean?
Carly: Well, I wanted to make sure he knows what a superficial louse I think he is. And you know Craig -- he is absolutely so full of himself that that's the only way you can get the message across.
Jack: Listen, you know, Montgomery's a pain in the butt. Nobody knows that more than me. And I am so glad that you told him that you were off-limits.
Carly: Yeah, but what?
Jack: Carly -- I have held something back. Not about Julia. About Craig, and what he did. I haven't been totally up front about him.
Jack: I -- I don't know. Maybe I was feeling a little shaky about you and me. I missed you so much, and I didn't know what was going to happen when you got home. But I think after you hear what Craig did while you were away, you might think you were a little too hard on him.
Craig: Oh, so you think Carly wants her own label?
Rosanna: Label? House. Multinational design firm. Celebrity designer of the year.
Rosanna: I can give her all that.
Craig: Yeah, well -- good luck. I tried.
Rosanna: You failed because you couldn't stage that coup at worldwide that was supposed to give you funding.
Craig: You must read the papers.
Rosanna: You think I increase my millions by chasing boys all day?
Craig: She won't accept.
Rosanna: You want to bet?
Craig: I'd love to. She won't take a dime.
Rosanna: I'm not talking about a dime. I'm talking about staking her to her own multimillion-dollar empire, which I can make happen like that. She doesn't have to pay off Peter to pay Paul. She doesn't have to put anybody else out of business. I just write a little check, and it's done.
Craig: She'll laugh in your face.
Rosanna: Ah, she'll hate me. She'll curse at me. She'll rage and call me names. She'll swear she's only doing it to help Parker. But she'll take it.
Craig: And then she'll be in your debt? You'll be able to lord it over your trailer-trash sister?
Rosanna: You have a very nasty streak, Montgomery.
Craig: You have no idea.
Carly: I'm sorry, Jack. Maybe it's the way you do that thing you just did -- but are you sure you want to talk about Craig Montgomery right now?
Jack: No. But we have to. Listen -- from the moment you disappeared in Paris, he kind of made it his mission to help us find you. He phoned me at the station, showed up at the station -- all hours of the night or day. Wrote articles in The Intruder. "Where's Carly?" "What is law enforcement doing to find the three disappearing women?"
Carly: He's such a ham. He probably had a video camera following him the whole time.
Jack: No. It wasn't just showboating, Carly. It was -- he cares about you. I know, I know. The guy annoys the living hell out of me, and if he does anything to come between the two of us again, he's toast. But the fact is -- there's a heart in there somewhere, or something that resembles a heart. Anyway, I'd be lying to you if I didn't tell you that he never stopped trying to help us find you and bring you home.
Carly: So -- so Craig is not a total schemer. I've always known that, and now you know it. I'm glad. But, really, Jack, you should have heard the stories he was trying to sell me. That he saved your life. That he was on some airplane, stowed away, and almost gotten killed by Steinbeck.
Jack: It's all true.
Jack: Craig did get me out of a few bad scrapes. And he saved my life. Twice.
Jack: Well, the first one was when he insisted on following me to Fairings. And we worked out way down the cellar. Stairway gave out. He pulls me out of the rubble. The second time was with Julia. He showed up and managed to get me away from her. Actually, it was his delaying her that saved my life. And he got zapped with a stun gun for his trouble. I always had him pegged as a coward, but truth is he put his life on the line. And we might not have found you as quickly as we did -- or at all, for that matter -- if it hadn't been for some of the things that he pushed for.
Carly: I can't believe I'm hearing this.
Jack: It's all true.
Carly: So what are you saying? That I owe him an apology?
Jack: That part's up to you.
Carly: You know, you didn't have to tell me any of this. You know that.
Jack: Yes, I know that. Listen, I don't lose any sleep over Craig Montgomery. I just want everything between us to be on the up and up.
[Carly sighs] I hate him.
Jack: No. No, you don't. You wish you did, but you don't. And neither do I. Did I just say that out loud?
Molly: Don't tell me you approve of what I did. Don't you stand there and say you're happy that I handed Bridget and Michele over to their grandmother.
Jake: Well, it doesn't work like that. I mean, I can't judge you. All I can do is look into my heart. And my heart says that whatever sacrifice it is that you made, you made because it was the best thing for Bridget and Michele. Isn't that true?
Molly: I don't know, Jake. I don't.
Jake: Didn't you think that some huge battle between you and Donna would tear them apart?
Molly: I don't want to hurt them. I didn't want them to feel like they don't belong here or there. You know, I know what it's like to grow up like that. And I couldn't bear to see them in the situation where they feel like they're torn between two different families, two different places. And I also thought, you know, what if I do? What if I wage this huge war, and I lose? Then I've put these two little angels in the middle of just misery for no reason. And above all -- I've made them afraid to love Donna and afraid to love me.
Jake: Well, there you go. You've answered your own question. You -- you loved them -- more.
Jake: More. More than your own life, more than your pride. More than your need to keep them. You love them so much that you're -- you love them so much that you're willing to let them go. And in the big book of love, that's all there is.
Molly: Oh, Jake --
Jake: So -- now I'm supposed to read you the riot act. But I can't. You know why I can't? Because I would actually be singing your praises, and I just can't carry a tune.
Molly: Damn it. What am I going to do without you?
Rosanna: You don't know what you're in for, Montgomery.
Craig: Let me guess.
[Knock at door]
Lucy: Daddy? Are you in there?
Rosanna: Oh -- oh!
Lucy: I forgot my key.
Craig: It's Lucy. Dear God, it's Lucy. Get dressed.
[Knock at door]
Lucy: Daddy, are you there?
Craig: Just a minute, lullaby.
Rosanna: What am I supposed to do? Crawl out on the ledge?
Craig: Wait in the bedroom. She's got to go to bed. Okay? I'll be in. Now just go.
Lucy: Are you okay? What took you so long?
Craig: I was distracted. Come on.
Lucy: I think I left my key in my room. I didn't want to bother the front desk for another.
Craig: That's all right. I was waiting for you, anyway. You kind of dumped me at the memorial. Are you all right?
Lucy: Yeah. I -- I talked to Holden's son.
Lucy: No, the other one. The one you told me was Abigail's brother?
Craig: Yeah, Aaron. So -- what'd you think?
Lucy: I don't know.
[Knock at door] he's okay.
[Knock at door]
Craig: Oh, please, let it not be Katie.
Rose: This feels funny.
Paul: What, your face? Is it okay?
Rose: No, my head. You know what, just keep talking to me until I fall asleep, okay?
Paul: What do you want me to talk about?
Rose: Oh, I don't know -- oh, you know what? I do know. Tell me a story.
Paul: What kind of a story?
Rose: Tell me the story of us.
Molly: The best part of my entire life was you and me. What am I going to do without you?
Jake: No -- you're probably going to cry a lot, wear black and get used to people looking at you like you are going to fall apart any minute.
Molly: I am going to fall apart any minute --
Jake: No, you're not going to fall apart. Every time you feel like you're going to fall apart, you're going to feel like you're getting a little stronger then some nimrod's going to come along and say, "hey, how's that stud husband of yours?" And then you'll feel like you're going to fall apart all over again.
Molly: I hope this gets cheerier, Jake.
Jake: It does. It does, because -- you're going to buy yourself some spandex and start exercising. That's the part I'm dying for -- excuse the expression. Then you're going to pull a hamstring. You're going to pull a hamstring and you're going to be lying there and you're going to get up on your one good thigh, and you're going to realize what's really important. And what counts.
Molly: The people I love.
Jake: The people that need you. And the people that count on you. And the people who can't -- can't be disappointed because you went through a little heartbreak.
Molly: Little? It's like a bomb went off inside me.
Jake: There was a time that I felt that way, too. And then someone came along, which brings me to you.
Molly: Huh-uh, huh-uh.
Jake: Take it from someone who lived it. When you realize -- when you realize how many people need you - whether that takes months or years - then you're going to realize that you have needs of your own.
Molly: You Jake, I need you --
Jake: When those needs get strong enough, then you're going to be strong enough. You're going to be strong enough to let someone into your life that listens and understands.
Carly: Are you going to stand there with your mouth hanging open or are you going to invite me in? Hi, Luce.
Lucy: Carly, hi. Wow -- you look beautiful. Nobody'd ever know you were in the hospital or anything.
Carly: Thanks, I feel a lot better, too.
Lucy: Daddy was so worried about you. Isn't it great how everything turned out?
Carly: I didn't want to intrude, I just wanted to talk to you about earlier tonight. I know I said some hurtful things, in fact, that's why I couldn't wait until morning. I wouldn't be able to sleep if I didn't set it right.
Lucy: I was just going to bed. So, good-night, Carly.
Lucy: 'Night, daddy.
Craig: Good night. Well, this is unexpected. Can I offer you a drink?
Carly: No, no. No, thanks. I'm -- I won't stay long. Parker's at home --
Craig: Okay. Well, I'm glad you came by, I'd like to think that what was said tonight wasn't the final words between us.
Carly: Right. Hey, I acted on impulse tonight. I said some things that I didn't think them through.
Craig: Your thoughts weren't well composed? That's an apology?
Carly: You are not going to make this easy for me, are you? Well, Craig, when you came to see me and you started going on and on about all these things you had done for me. You saved Jack's life. Well, I --
Carly: I didn't believe you.
Craig: You didn't believe me because you didn't think I was capable of it or because it interfered with your fantasy of Jack saving the day?
Carly: Oh, come on, now. I came here to apologize to you. Don't start taunting me about Jack.
Craig: You acted as if I'd never meant anything to you. You came in, made this entrance parading around on Jack's arm.
Carly: See, I knew this was a mistake. Coming here was a big mistake.
Craig: Well, yes, because you didn't come here to apologize, you came here with this bag of guilt you wanted to dump.
Carly: What do you want from me?
Craig: A little honesty.
Carly: Hey, I'm honest.
Craig: Well, if you really want to apologize you can start with a little admission.
Carly: And what do I possibly have to admit to you?
Craig: That whether or not you wish to admit it, that I am in your system, and I always will be.
Molly: It's tearing me up, Jake.
Jake: You got a quarter in your pocket?
Molly: I got two. Oh, wait, four.
Jake: Oh, I was thinking maybe you could put that quarter over there in that jukebox. Pick out some nice slow music.
Molly: Yeah, well, it's going to have to be slow because I'm a little bit wobbly.
Jake: Well, you remind me -- you remind me that no one wobbles quite like you.
You asked me when there'll come a time when I grow tired of you
never, my love never, my love
Molly: I can't feel you, Jake.
This heart of mine will lose its desire for you never, my love
Jake: I want you to just close your eyes.
What makes you think love will end when you know that my whole life depends
on you, on you
You say you fear I'll change my mind that I won't require you
Jake: Can you feel me now?
Molly: Yeah. Yeah, I can feel you. I can feel you.
How can you think love will end when I've asked you to spend your whole life
Paul: There once was a man --
Rose: From Nantucket.
Paul: Hey, hey. You said you wanted me to talk, right? Do you want to talk --
Paul: Okay. There once was a man -- a very, very handsome man --
Paul: -- Who came from Paris, with his heart tucked safely away because it had been wounded too many times. And at an airport in a dusty Midwestern town, a town where nothing is ever supposed to happen, he was rescued from his loneliness by an angel from New Jersey with dark, soulful eyes and a voice like -- a voice like crunchy cereal and a wardrobe straight out of Cyndi Lauper's closet.
Rose: Oh, thank you.
Paul: But she found his heart. Only cold, hidden. And she held it in her delicate hands and breathed life into it.
Rose: Don't stop.
Paul: She breathed life into his broken heart and made it whole.
Carly: You think that I'm interested in you? After everything that happened before I left and everything that's happened since? You have a lot of nerve, you know that?
Craig: Well, this morning you thought I was a coward. So which is it, Carly?
Carly: Well, you just keep sticking to the same old ideas, don't you? You and me? It's like a piece of chewed gum that's stuck to the bottom of my shoe, and I can't get it off.
Craig: You know, if you weren't interested in me, you wouldn't get yourself all worked up like this.
Carly: Yes, I'm worked up. That's ridiculous.
Craig: No, what is ridiculous is that you live your life trying to deny what you really feel.
Carly: Oh, get -- get over yourself.
Craig: When I get over you. Hey, at least I can admit it. And you know what else I think? I think, when you're with me, you fight the impulse to jump into my arms.
Carly: Really? Well, tell me, then -- what's holding me back?
Craig: You're scared. What we have scares you.
Carly: No, Craig -- when are you going to get this? There is no "we."
Craig: Well, there could be if you weren't too proud to admit it.
Carly: You are certifiable. Do you know that? You and Julia ought to wear matching straitjackets and share that padded cell.
Craig: Well, maybe I am. But I have never been afraid to let you know that, aside from Lucy, there was no one else in my life, no one in my heart.
Rosanna: Montgomery? Are you coming to bed, or what?
Carly: Oh -- that's nice. This is exquisite.
Rosanna: Sorry. I heard Lucy go to her room, and I wondered where you were.
Craig: That's all right.
Rosanna: So -- you want to come to bed?
Craig: No, Lucy's home. Maybe another time.
Rosanna: Not likely.
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