Days of Our Lives Transcript; Canada- Monday 7/2/01; U.S. Tuesday, 7/3/01
John: All right, honey, you take care. I'll talk to you soon.
Hope: Marlena feeling any better?
John: Nope. Still sick.
Hope: Any other pressing phone calls to make?
John: Yeah, I'd like to call my daughter and see how her date's going, but I'll refrain.
Hope: Well, we'll be checking on them in person in about five minutes.
Hope: But before we get to the dance -- I don't want to ruin anyone's evening. John, I know your family is just as important to you as mine is to me. But I need to know what happened between us. Who was princess Gina? I mean, who was I?
Kate: Oh, do you feel me tugging at your purse strings, Victor? Sorry I'm going to have to unravel so publicly, Philip, but apparently, it's the only way I'm going to be able to extract my due from your father's tight litt... [Engine sputtering]
Kate: No, no, no. No! Be a good little car, please. Please be a good little car. No. Damn it, you piece of junk!
Nicole: [Thinking] Victor, you owe me for this.
[Dance music playing]
Mr.. Woods: Looking good, people.
Jason: I swear, these things get lamer and lamer every year. What are we doing here?
Jan: Making your girlfriend happy?
Jason: Or I could take you back to the car and make you real, real happy. [ Kids murmuring]
Philip: Well, happy one year anniversary, baby, and it keeps getting better.
Philip: Man, isn't this great -- this party to celebrate? I'm always going to remember this night, Chloe. Always.
Like sands through the hourglass, so are the Days of Our Lives.
Kate: Ow! Stupid cheap shoes! I'll never be able to walk to the dance in these. [Car door opens] [footsteps]
John: You know, Hope, discovering what you need to know about Princess Gina will effectively end your life as you now know it. There's no going back.
Hope: Trust me, I don't want to go back. I'm trying to move forward, but how can I when I feel like I don't even know myself? John, you're the only person who understands what
Boy: Hey, you do don't you?
Boy #2: Of course she doesn't go here. Like we wouldn't have noticed someone like her?
Boy: I'm Dave.
Boy #2: And, uh, Salem High is a great school, if you're thinking about... Transferring.
Nicole: I'm a graduate of Salem High. You can call me Mrs.. Robinson.
Hawk: Oh, Mrs..?
Nicole: Yeah, I went here a long time ago, and I hated every minute of it. Poor selection in the guy department, too. Looks like that hasn't changed much.
Dave: Think that's our cue.
Brady: Ha ha ha ha.
Nicole: Uh, Brady.
Brady: What? Nicole, a date on your arm is not going to stop those two from enjoying the scenery, trust me.
Nicole: Let me tell you something. All my life, I've had men, adolescents, boys, enjoying my scenery. It's not fun.
Brady: Well, sorry, those two probably just thought that a woman likes to be appreciated, that's all.
Nicole: Appreciated for my beauty, not my kind heart or vast intelligence -- fine. But someone staring at my butt with their tongue falling out of their mouth -- well, I hope I'm not telling you something you don't already know, Brady.
Brady: Oh, no. Tongue is firmly in mouth.
Nicole: If not in cheek. Your tongue usually gets a pretty good workout from what I understand. Talking, I mean.
Brady: Listen, Nicole, my grandfather sent us here to observe. By that he means watching and listening -- not speaking.
Nicole: Really? Most men aren't good listeners.
Brady: What, my grandfather is --
Nicole: I said "most."
Brady: What other qualities do you look for in a man? Other than the control of the drool reflex, of course.
Nicole: Simple criterion -- if a man makes my life better, he's good.
Brady: And my grandfather does that for you?
Nicole: I think it's the other way around.
Brady: So are you having sex with him? 'Cause, baby, I wanna get it on and, baby you're the one for me.
Kevin: Darned battery.
Kevin: You're late. I've been helper-less.
Susan: Sorry. I'm here now.
Kevin: I need another battery.
Kevin: Hey, Susie. Ready for your close-up?
Susan: What do you think?
Kevin: You should be. You look great.
Susan: Thanks. I'll, um, go get that battery.
Ashley: You know how the camera adds 10 pounds? I wonder if you weigh three tons more, do you look three times bigger?
Dave: Not possible.
Mr. Woods: Susan, thank you so much for volunteering. Hey, what is it? Aren't you having a good time?
Susan: I-I am. It's fine.
Shawn-D: You look so great.
Belle: Thank you. Again.
Shawn-D: Yeah, I guess I already said that, huh?
Belle: When you picked me up, I think your exact words were, "wow, Belle, you look...Wow."
Shawn-D: So you can quote me.
Belle: Not to steal your line, but you look pretty wow yourself.
Shawn-D: Thanks. I wasn't sure if I should go so formal, you know, since it's kind of...
Belle: No. it's...Perfect.
Chloe: I am so happy for Belle and Shawn.
Philip: Yeah? Well, I'm happy for me. I mean, no offense to Shawn, but I have the best date.
Chloe: So you're saying you're not happy for them?
Philip: Sure. What? You want me to say I'm happy for them. Come on.
Georgia: Ha ha ha ha!
Jan: Sorry, Jase, what were you saying?
Jason: Before one more person says one more boring word, I want to go to the car 'cause we can come back if it gets a little more happening, you know? And, uh, Meems, you want to meet us in the parking lot? I brought some items from my dad's liquor cabinet.
Jan: How can he never notice his stuff's gone?
Jason: I'm not complaining.
Jan: Neither am I.
Mimi: Why are you telling me this?
Jason: What's your problem? To have fun here, you have to be oblivious.
Mimi: That's not true. I always have fun here.
Jan: And see, you're always oblivious.
Jason: What's your definition of fun anyway, Meems?
Mimi: Not doing something stupid and dangerous.
Jason: Oh, Mimi, I didn't know you cared.
Mimi: I don't care what you do to yourself. I'm thinking of, like, other people. If you drink and drive --
Jason: Mimi, think how much better your life would be if you just relaxed. Now, aren't you glad you have us here to teach you? Alcohol is your friend.
Jan: Since you have no others.
Mimi: Not you, that's for sure.
Jan: Seriously. Look, you want help in the guy department, right? You wouldn't believe what a few beers could do, although I guess he'd have to be the one drinking them for it to make a difference. Ha ha ha!
Cynthia: There's Belle in her Royal gold. I guess she thinks she's going to be Queen this year.
Georgia: Yeah, well, Belle's beautiful, but... Good luck. Look at Chloe.
Henry: Like we weren't already.
Jan: Caught you looking.
Jan: That's okay, Jase. You know, that's exactly what we want you to do -- just stare at the ghoul girl.
Jason: It is?
Jan: Yeah, you and everyone else. Ha ha.
Mimi: Excuse me, Jason, just a second. Look at those four. They are not people that this kind of thing happens to.
Jan: The bigger they are, the harder they fall. Sorry, chlolita. [Music throughout] [dance music playing]
Jan: Hey. You're not recording us, are you? You need to get your nerdy ears away from us.
Kevin: Are you saying you don't want to be on camera?
Jan: Are you having a hearing problem?
Kevin: Me and my nerdy ears?
Jan: Or are you trying to look down my dress, you perv?
Kevin: Is there maybe something you want to tell Jason about us?
Jan: What? Get away from me.
Jason: What -- what did he do to you?
Jan: He was trying to look down my dress.
Jason: I'm going to take that camera. I'm going to shove it right --
Mimi: Stop it, Jason. He didn't do anything. Jan's lying. You all are terrible people. I don't
know what I'm doing with you.
Kevin: This is where we make our exit.
Jan: Mimi has some nerve -- like I would lie.
Jason: She's Mimi. Who cares what she says? Can we dump her now, please?
Jan: Not yet.
Jason: Oh, like, your big plan and everything? Come on. I want details, please.
Jan: if you don't know anything, you can't get in trouble for anything. That's what Mimi's for.
Jason: So she's going to do time for you. Good plan, Jan.
Brady: Whoa, Nicole, wait a second. I thought you wanted me on your arm. I'm sorry if my question offended you.
Nicole: If? Hmm. For your in formation, Brady, I don't have to put out to keep my job. Remember when I mentioned about being appreciated for my brain? Well, believe it or not, I do have one. So if you're finished invading my privacy, let's do what we came here to do, okay -- invade Philip and Chloe's privacy. Do you see them?
Brady: Yeah, they're over there. instinctively I know what you're thinking you'll be giving him an open invitation...
Shawn-D: Well, I believe this is our song.
Belle: Our song?
Shawn-D: What? You don't like this one?
Belle: Oh, I love it. You can flirt your pretty eyes he ain't got his hands tied.
Chloe: Oh, no.
Philip: What? What's wrong?
Chloe: I wish Brady hadn't come.
Philip: What have you been worrying about him for?
Chloe: Because I'm wondering why your father sent him here to chaperon.
Philip: Maybe because he thought Brady would have a good time.
Chloe: Or maybe because he sent Brady here to try to break us up.
Philip: Okay -- "a," my dad would not do that, okay? And, "b," we're not breakupable.
Chloe: So this whole jealousy thing -- you're over it?
Philip: Well, I'm not worried about Brady, and I'm not worried about my dad. We had this talk tonight and he said that if I get my grades up, he's cool with us dating.
Chloe: He really said that?
Philip: Yeah, yeah, I told you he likes you, okay? Deep down, he really does.
Chloe: Okay, if you say so.
Philip: Hey, come here. I want you to feel safe, okay? You're with me and I will never let
anything bad happen to you. Come on, you like this song, don't you?
Chloe: I guess. [footsteps approach]
Kate: [Sighs] What are you doing?
Roman: Stopping to help?
Kate: Well, don't you think you could have identified yourself? I'm here all alone in this bad part of town. I-I thought you were someone coming to attack me.
Roman: Why, Miss Kate, you are afraid?
Kate: You could have at least left your lights on.
Roman: And drain my battery?
Kate: Why don't you just give it a rest, okay? Just leave me alone.
Roman: Okay. See you around, Kate.
[Dream's "he loves u not" playing]
Jan: Mimi. God, what is your problem?
Mimi: You, and you, but you know what? You can forget about your little party. You should really learn to lock your car, you know?
Jason: What are you doing?
Mimi: I am protecting everyone here from jerks like you who try to drink and drive.
Jason: Oh, my God, I'm --
Jan: Jason, Jason, Jason.
Jason: Give this to me. I'll just get more where this came from.
Jan: Meems, I know you're spazzed about tonight, but we are not your enemies.
Mimi: I didn't rat you out to Mr.. Woods, did I?
Jan: And speaking of rats...
Mimi: Chloe is the enemy. I know, but what about Shawn and Belle and Philip? They're all going to get hurt, too.
Jan: Who started this war? There is your friend Belle with her new boyfriend Shawn and her new best friend Chloe, who she so easily forgave for giving you the glue-do from hell, for accusing Philip of rape. Belle is the understanding type, and she has Shawn to lean on. She'll get over it. [Edwin McCain's "I'll be" playing]
Shawn-D: Wait a second. Are you tired?
Belle: Uh...No, I just --
Shawn-D: Good, good, 'cause I just requested this song. It kind of reminds me of you.
Belle: You did? it does? Emeralds from mountains thrust towards the sky never revealing their depth and tell me that we belong together dress it up...
Philip: What, are you looking at Brady?
Chloe: I was just thinking how hard it must be for him, standing on the sidelines, not knowing if he'll ever dance again.
Philip: Well, then maybe he shouldn't have come, like you said.
Chloe: Oh, that is very compassionate.
Philip: I-I'm sorry. I-I just don't get it, okay? First, you think he's out to get to get us, and now you're feeling sorry for him?
Chloe: He's your relative. You mean, you don't feel bad that this happened to him?
Philip: Of course I do. I-I just...Look, I don't want to fight, okay? This is our night, Chloe. Our night...Come here. Better when I'm older I'll be the greatest fan of your life.
Brady: You know, Nicole, Victor won't have to do a thing. Chloe's starting to realize that Philip can't give her what she needs. He doesn't know what she needs.
Nicole: Oh, and I guess you do.
Brady: Of course I do. And you're my survival you're my living proof my love is alive and not dead...
Kate: Hey, where you goin'? What, are you going to leave me here alone?
Roman: You told me to leave you alone.
Kate: [Sighs] I didn't mean that literally.
Roman: Your way or the highway -- isn't that the way it is with you, Kate?
Kate: Yeah, well, you know something? I would be on the highway right now if my car hadn't run out of gas, which wouldn't have happened if, perhaps, you had left me a decent tip the last 10 times you came in to the diner.
Roman: Aw, I would never leave a lady out here all by herself, no matter how loose the definition "lady." Where are you headed?
Kate: Salem High.
Roman: Oh, going to have a blast at the Last Blast, huh?
Kate: For your in formation, I'm going to chaperon the dance.
Roman: Well, I hate to put a damper on your fun, but guess where I'm going.
Kate: Oh, great.
Jan: You know, Mimi, that should be you dancing with Shawn.
Mimi: Oh, yeah -- Shawn of the mercy kiss. How many times did you tell me it would never happen between us? And I -- and I don't want it to, you know? I mean, I did, but Belle is my friend, and I do want her to be with Shawn. That's what they both want.
Jan: Run that by me again?
Mimi: You know what I'm saying.
Jan: Mimi, last year, you came to Last Blast with Belle and Shawn. Your family was living in a cardboard box and you were having a better time than you are now.
Mimi: Yeah, well, look who I'm with.
Jan: I understand. You prefer hanging out with your loser friends, but, unfortunately, they prefer hanging out with Chloe.
Nicole: Is there something you're not telling me?
Nicole: You said Philip doesn't know what Chloe needs, but you do.
Brady: What? I-I-I said that? No, no, no, I-I wasn't talking about Chloe in particular, I was talking about women in general. This is, uh, Philip's first girlfriend. He's just got a lot to
John: We're here.
Hope: I hate depriving J.T. of his biological father, and I hate depriving you of your son, but he has a father, I have a husband, you have a wife, and you know that this is best for everyone. So would you please stop holding it over my head like I'm making you do some horrible thing?
John: All right, I know. You're right, okay? And I know that Bo -- if he ever knew about you and me he would never look at the two of us the same way again, and the same goes for J.T., and he doesn't deserve that.
John: I love that little boy, Hope, and I would do anything for him, and if giving him up is the only thing I can do for my son, so be it.
Hope: Maybe it's not.
John: So what are you saying? You think there's another way?
Hope: Well, um, maybe if I knew how J.T. was created, it would help me deal with having you in our lives. I mean, maybe there is some way we can work something out where...You wouldn't have to love your son from a distance.
John: Yeah? Like what? Telling Bo?
John: Yeah, I thought we agreed that was a terrible --
Hope: Would you stop it? That's not what I mean. It wouldn't be good for anyone.
John: Well, then what?
Hope: I'm sure there is some other way you could love your son from a distance, huh? Like, um... If we needed a babysitter for a long weekend. Why shouldn't he stay with his godfather?
John: I never thought I would live to see the day when you would use your son as a bargaining chip.
Hope: I'm not.
John: Yes, you are. What ever happened with putting J.T. first?
Hope: I am putting him first.
John: No, you're not.
Hope: Yes, I am. John... J.T. not knowing you as his father, but as his godfather who loves him -- now, what is wrong with that? And, as I said in the past, J.T. needs a mother who's at peace with who she is, and you're right -- I wasn't ready before, but I am now.
John: Well, that's good, but maybe I'm not ready to tell you.
Hope: John, wait a minute. Would you stop? Hold on a second. We shared the most intimate experience in the world. We created a child. Words are nothing compared to that. Okay, if I knew something incredibly personal about you and I chose not to tell you, you know, how would that make you feel?
The greatest fan of your life [dance music playing]
Mr.. Woods: Having fun?
Belle: Hey, Mr. Woods. Why aren't you out there on the dance floor?
Mr. Woods: You didn't see me?
Mr. Woods: Perhaps you were a little preoccupied.
Mr. Woods: So, uh, summer's started -- big plans?
Belle: I don't know yet.
Mr. Woods: You said you were interested in the environmental expedition. You haven't signed up.
Belle: Oh, um, it's not too late, is it?
Mr. Woods: Absolutely not.
Shawn-D: Look, it does sound like fun.
Mr. Woods: Let me know if you have any questions.
Philip: Yeah, guys, we should all go, huh, huh? How cool would that be?
Chloe: I told you I can't. I already have plans for the summer.
Philip: Oh, right -- your top-secret way to earn big bucks.
Chloe: I have to make money for music school.
Shawn-D: Why can't you tell us? Come on.
Chloe: It's embarrassing, okay? [Sighs] Look, did we come here to talk or to dance?
Come on, baby, let's dance.
Nicole: You know, if you're interested in Chloe, that would solve everything. You could steal her away from Philip and blame your grandfather. How's that?
Belle: That's a great dress. Did Jan help you pick it out?
Mimi: I can pick out a dress by myself.
Belle: I know you can. It's just we usually go together.
Mimi: Well, if you wanted to, you could have asked.
Belle: Would you have said yes?
Belle: If Chloe had gone?
Belle: Mimi, what are we going to do?
Mimi: I don't know.
Belle: I'm sorry you've felt left out. I thought you had forgiven me. It's just... What do you want me to say?
Mimi: Belle, I'm not mad at you, okay?
Belle: You're not? Okay, all right, then why aren't you talking to me?
Mimi: Just, you know, it's the three's-a-crowd thing. Uh, well, this year we're not the three musketeers, and I don't want to ruin your evening.
Belle: The only way you could ruin my evening is if I thought you weren't having fun.
Mimi: I know this may be hard to believe, but I do know how to have a good time without you, Belle.
Belle: I know you do. I just kind of hoped it didn't have to happen this way. Look, Mimi, I'm really glad you came, but you still could have come with us.
Mimi: Well, maybe if I ever get my own date...
Shawn-D: Not "maybe," not "if" -- when.
Mimi: What are you guys doing standing here talking to me? You're on your date. Go.
Belle: We're talking to our friend, and we couldn't have fun if we thought you were miserable.
Mimi: I love you guys.
Belle: Oh, we love you too, Mimi.
Mimi: Listen, whatever happens tonight, I want you to know that I would never do anything to hurt you.
Belle: What are you talking about? What's going to happen tonight?
Mimi: Nothing's going happen tonight -- not that I know of, but since you were so suspicious before, I thought, you know, I'd say, while I'm on your good side...
Belle: On my good side? Mimi, I'm sorry I accused you of plotting against Chloe. I know you would never do that.
Mimi: Don't worry about it.
Kevin: Atención. Attention, please. Are you ready to Rumba or Tango or whatever works for you in our main event -- the dance contest. [Cheers and applause]
Kevin: Starting any minute, get ready to Baila. Grab a partner and make your way to the dance floor for the elimination rounds. [Cheers and applause]
Kevin: Ready, partner?
Susan: No. Sorry. I can't.
Brady: Sorry I can't help, but, uh, Nicole, I don't date children. She's 16 years old.
Nicole: Okay, then how about dancing with a 20-something?
Brady: Uh, you want to dance with this?
Nicole: I'm big and strong. I can hold you up.
Brady: You're serious about this.
Nicole: Of course I'm serious.
Georgia: Hey, we're going to the Hudson Street Diner after the dance. You guys want to come?
Philip: Uh, d-diner? W-why -- why would you want to go there?
Georgia: What's wrong, Phil? Used to be one of your favorite places.
All: Ha ha ha.
Philip: Oh, my God. They know. They must have seen my mom working there.
Belle: It's okay, Philip.
Philip: No, it's not okay, Belle.
Chloe: At least your mom isn't bashing Belle's mom on the radio.
Philip: Look, I know you guys are trying to make me feel better, okay? But the only thing that's going to help is getting my mom out of there before anyone else finds out. Don't look at me like that, guys. I'm a good son, okay? I just want my mom to be happy, and I know she hates looking like crap like that.
Kate: Hopefully, I'm going to have plenty of time.
Roman: What, to dance the night away? What's your big hurry?
Kate: I believe I told you that I'm going to be a chaperon here.
Roman: Well, that's just great. You're exactly the kind of role model I'd love to trust my impressionable teens to.
John: Ha ha. Hey.
Belle: We were worried about you two.
John: Oh, you were? Well, we were just outside, talking.
Shawn-D: Not talking about us, I hope.
Hope: No, about your brother.
John: I think their names came up once or twice.
Hope: Maybe once or twice.
Belle: I knew it. Yeah.
Shawn-D: It's a lot more fun to talk about J.T., you know? At least to me.
Belle: Yeah. Do you think J.T. is going to be able to fall asleep okay without you there to tuck him in ?
Shawn-D: I'm sure he's having a great time with my grandparents since they spoil him to death.
Belle: Oh, and no one else does? Dad, you should see him at .Com with J.T. Do you know any other teenage guy that would rather hang out with his baby brother than, say --
Shawn-D: Don't say you, 'cause that's not true.
Belle: Dad, what's wrong?
John: Oh, come on, Izzy. We're talking about babies again. It's like I said earlier. Look at yourself -- you're... Yeah, you're so love and all grown up.
John: I guess I'm just going to have to get used to it, huh, sweetheart?
Belle: Dad, please don't make me cry. I love you, dad.
John: I love you, baby.
Jan: What were you saying to them?
Mimi: Nothing. If you don't trust me, why don't you do it yourself?
Jan: I trust you. I trust you, okay? Look, Kevin's away from the projector. This might be our only other chance to slip them in . Now go on. Go slip them in.
Mimi: I knew it was going to be up to me.
Jan: You haven't seen all of them, have you? Come on. Come on. Get them out.
Jan: Get the picture?
Jan: Can you imagine what's going to happen when we show it up on the big screen?
Mimi: Oh, my God! [Sighs]
Chloe: What is your mom doing here?
Philip: Oh, my God. She looks awful. What's she thinking? How could she ruin our night?
Kevin: You really think I'm going to let you bail?
Susan: You can't force me to dance.
Kevin: I thought you liked to dance.
Susan: I do. Look, it was easy to agree in an empty gym, but looking at all these people, I can't.
Kevin: You and me against the world.
Kevin: You and me against the world.
Susan: Don't you know the words?
Kevin: Sometimes it feels like you and me against --
Susan: All right, I'll do it. Just stop singing.
Kevin: Was that so hard?
Susan: We didn't even do any dancing yet. We've already been laughed at.
Kevin: So? We survived.
Philip: Oh, my God. I got to get my mom out of here.
Chloe: What are you going to do, drag her out the door? Then everyone will notice. Just act like everything's normal. Come on. [Case's "missing you" playing]
Belle: Oh, my gosh, dad. This is my favorite song. Um, I'll be back, okay?
John: I know that.
Belle: Come on, Shawn.
Shawn-D: All right, I'll see you later.
Hope: She certainly adores her dad.
John: Well, not to sound like a proud papa, but... She's one amazing young lady.
Hope: You know, seeing the two of you together makes me even more sure that I'm doing the right thing. John, I'll keep my promise. I'll make sure that you're a part of J.T.'s life.
John: Thank you, and I will keep my promise to you also. I will...I will tell you everything that I know.
Belle: So, what do you think is up with Chloe and this whole summer thing?
Shawn-D: You never know with her, do you? Well, I guess we'll just find out when she wants us to.
Belle: Ha ha.
Shawn-D: Do you think Mimi was acting strange tonight? I mean, even for Mimi.
Belle: I hate to admit it, but yeah. Shawn, you don't think she's lying to me, do you?
Shawn-D: I hope not.
Jan: Okay, here you go. It's time to make the switch.
Mimi: I don't -- I don't think I can do this.
Jan: Mimi, you take out five slides near the end and put these in their place -- if you can't do that without screwing up...
Mimi: Okay, okay.
Jan: Good. Come on.
Nicole: See? You're doing great.
Brady: Yeah, you know you're right? You're pretty strong.
Nicole: So are you.
Brady: I hope I don't fall.
Nicole: So you'll get up.
Brady: You know, Nicole, I, uh, I owe you an apology.
Nicole: For what?
Brady: What I said before about you and my grandfather. Your relationship is really none of my business, and I'm sure whatever it is, he's just lucky to have you in his life.
Nicole: I'm glad we did this, Brady. Victor was right. You're a pretty good guy.
I'm missing you, yeah like the snow coming down in June like a wedding without a groom ooh, I'm missing you I'm the desert without the sand...
Chloe: Oh, my gosh.
Philip: Huh. So we don't have to worry about Brady anymore. Looks like all it took was a beautiful woman to get him out on the dance floor.
Like a cold like a wedding without a groom I'm missing you I'm the desert without the sand...
Shawn-D: Belle, are -- are you...
Shawn-D: Oh, Belle, that's -- that's so great. This is the best night.
Jan: Oh, Kevin, hey, I have a question for you.
Brady: [Thinking] What are you doing, Mimi?
Jan: Thank you, Kevin.
Jan: Kev says his arm's getting tired from holding up that stupid camera, so it won't be long now till the slide show starts. Then we can actually have some real fun at this dance.
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