OLTL Transcript Thursday 4/27/06

One Life to Live Transcript Thursday 4/27/06


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Blair: So you covered up malpractice?

Spencer: Yes, I did. The question is, now that you know about it, what are you going to do about it?

Blair: I don't know what to do about it.

[Spencer sighs]

Spencer: You do understand, Blair, that it's -- it's complicated? She was my wife, we were in love. I mean, she was drunk, she operated, and a man died. It's that simple.

Blair: But you knew.

Spencer: Yes, I did.

Blair: And you let another man take the blame. You know, that's exactly what Todd is accusing you of doing to him.

Todd: Did you get Blair the D.V.D.? Did she watch it?

Evangeline: Yeah, we both watched it. It was -- moving.

Todd: But she still thinks I'm the killer and not Truman?

Evangeline: I have some news.

Todd: Yeah?

Evangeline: Yeah, I've talked to a lot of people, I've turned over every rock --

Todd: And?

Evangeline: And it all points to one person, the person responsible for you being here -- Spencer Truman.

Dorian: My goodness, we're jumpy this morning.

Adriana: Uh -- probably because I just finished my 14th cup of coffee.

Dorian: Is there something rotten in the state of "Craze?"

Adriana: No, unless you brought it in with you.

Dorian: Am I to detect some hidden meaning behind your quips?

Adriana: No, just a pile of paperwork.

Dorian: I see. Well -- ahem -- let me add a scrap or two to it.

[Adriana sighs]

Adriana: Your "scrap or two" is everyone else's pile.

Rex: Excuse me. Can I come in?

Dorian: No, you may not. Beat it.

Adriana: I told you I didn't want you coming to see me anymore, Rex.

Rex: I didn't. I came to see your mother.

Dorian: Hmm.

John: Come on, come on. Damn it, Natalie, where the hell you going?

Natalie: Where are we going?

Vincent: "Where are we going? Where are we going?" Is what I just heard you say?

Natalie: Well, I want to know.

[Vincent chuckles]

Vincent: Of course you do -- so do I. Where is this life taking us?

Natalie: Look, I want to know where we're going or this stays off.

Vincent: Now, does that make any sense? If I told you where we're going, you wouldn't need the blindfold, now, would you? And believe me, if I didn't have to, I wouldn't be covering up those big, beautiful blue eyes of yours.

Evangeline: A long time ago, Paige got drunk and she operated on a man, and the man died.

Todd: Spencer covered for her.

Evangeline: It gets better. It turns out the man that died on that operating table was John Mc Bain's father.

Todd: Yeah, but Truman's never going to admit to any of that.

Evangeline: Of course not. But John's convinced he's covering it up. And instead of Paige being held responsible, some innocent doctor's life was ruined.

Todd: How are we going to get this to help me?

Evangeline: Well, now that her little secret's out, she might be more inclined to tell us what she knows about Margaret's death.

Todd: Did she admit to you she's being blackmailed?

Evangeline: No. She says she's responsible. I don't know why she's still covering for Truman, but I'm going to find out.

Todd: Better find out soon. You know, they gave me a menu for my last meal. What about Vickers?

Evangeline: He won't return any of my calls.

Todd: Yeah, if he'd found something, he'd be here collecting the 2 million I offered him. Makes me feel like I'm one appetizer closer to my last meal. Huh -- maybe they'll throw in a bottle of wine.

David: You seen this man?

Bartender: Are you with Interpol?

[David chuckles]

David: No, I'm -- I'm not with Interpol. This is my brother. His name is Spencer Truman and he's not ok in the head, if you know what I mean. He's going around telling people he's a big-shot doctor.

Bartender: Is he in trouble?

David: No, he's not the kind of guy that gets into trouble, he's the kind of guy that makes trouble, and I think that he may have made some trouble in and/or around Bangkok. He makes the messes, I clean them up. So, you seen him?

David: Great.

Bartender: He leaves very big tips.

David: So you have seen him?

Bartender: Believe -- uh -- February.

David: Did he tell you why he was in Thailand? This is no time for inscrutability. Did he tell you what he was doing in Thailand?

Spencer: Personally, I don't see how you could even begin to draw a parallel between the two things. Me hiding Paige's misjudgment -- it's not even remotely similar to killing a woman in cold blood who I don't even know and her unborn child, just to send a man to death row?

Blair: But it was wrong.

Spencer: Yes, it was. I'm not asking you to condone it, just to understand it. Blair, Paige and I were in love, we were young, she asked me to help her. What was I supposed to do, just hang her out to dry? Furthermore, I had no idea that this Snyder -- you know, he -- he was a good doctor, he had a great reputation. I didn't know that it was going to destroy his career the way that it did.

Blair: So you did it because you loved her.

Spencer: Absolutely. Yeah, especially at -- at first. You know, I had to protect her, right? I mean, I wanted to come forward. Even after we were divorced, I wanted to, but I couldn't because I knew it would destroy her career. She's a good doctor, Blair. I mean, I knew she would never make a mistake like that again.

Blair: Look, I know that lines get blurred when you love someone.

[Spencer sighs]

Spencer: I suppose that would be Todd's excuse, wouldn't it? Huh. You know, I'm willing to bet that he would've done the same thing I did when I was young. However, we are nothing alike, and I would never hurt you.

Blair: He never wanted to hurt me, either.

Spencer: But he did. Listen, I have to ask your forgiveness for something else. Earlier when I asked you not to tell anyone about this, I put you in a very awkward position. It was wrong and I'm sorry. I know what I have to do.

Blair: What?

Spencer: I have to do the right thing. I mean, I'm -- I'm not really sure what the legal ramifications would be for Paige with this, but I had a hand in covering it up and I have to accept responsibility for my actions. I have to turn myself in.

Natalie: Oh, ok. I'm going to be sick if you don't take this blindfold off.

Vincent: The blindfold stays and you best be puking away from me.

Natalie: Why is this necessary? It's -- it's overdone. It's so "Godfather."

Vincent: If this was "The Godfather," I'd be taking you out to some field and you'd be next year's fertilizer.

Natalie: But you're not, right?

Vincent: I'm taking you to see our friend. Yeah -- that's what we'll call him. We'll call him "our friend," and our friend doesn't like people creeping in the back of his crib and surprising him, especially if that creeper's got a cop with her. You understand what I'm saying?

Natalie: But I -- I don't -- I don't creep. I mean, I have no idea where we are.

Vincent: That's because you got a blindfold on.

Natalie: No, no, I'm just -- I'm terrible with my sense of direction and -- you know, I mean, I can't even find my car at the supermarket.

Vincent: You know, I got a feeling that you always find what you're looking for.

Natalie: The only thing I'm looking for is the shooter of Thomas Mc Bain. And can you guarantee that I get that information?

Vincent: There's not a person in this world that can guarantee that. And as far as you know, I'm taking you out to that field.

Natalie: Then I wouldn't need a blindfold, would I?

[Vincent chuckles]

Vincent: You know what? I like you. You've got sass.

Natalie: Hmm.

Vincent: I'll give you that.

Natalie: I'm so happy that you like me.

Vincent: You know, this Mc Bain -- he must mean a lot to you.

Natalie: He does. Why?

Vincent: Because you're laying it all out there for a man that you said that you're not in love with.

John: Come on, you piece of -- load. Load!

[G.P.S. Tracker beeps]

John: Why the hell are you leaving town?

Dorian: Does someone want to tell me what this is all about?

Rex: Has Adriana told you what's been going on?

Dorian: Adriana told me that the two of you are no longer seeing each other, and I couldn't be more pleased.

Rex: I'm talking about the "I love you" emails and the text messages she's been receiving.

Adriana: Sorry, Rex. I don't share every facet of my life with my mother.

Dorian: Oh, but I wish you did, especially if someone has been pestering you with unsolicited communications.

Adriana: Mom, could you give us a minute alone, please?

Dorian: Wouldn't you rather I stayed here with you?

Adriana: Please?

Dorian: Fine. Young man, I really wish you would get it through that cro-magnon cranium of yours that Adriana has made up her mind and no matter how many pestering communications you send to her, you're not going to sway her, no.

Rex: Thanks for the pep talk. Why'd you want your mother to think I was the one who was stalking you?

Adriana: Because I don't want to worry her.

Rex: Oh, of course not. Why should any of us be worried? Maybe it's because you have a stalker!

Adriana: That's your theory, ok? I just think it's an overenthusiastic fan.

Rex: "Fan" being short for "fanatic."

[Adriana sighs]

Rex: And having an overenthusiastic fanatic is not a good thing. Look, Adriana, Dorian would fight anything I say, ok, and I'm cool with that. But she'd agree with me on this because we both care about you.

Adriana: Look, do you have any idea how impossible my life would be if she found out? She'd make me quit the magazine, stop modeling. She'd probably send me back to the nuns in Puerto Rico and I couldn't live with that.

Rex: Neither could I.

Adriana: My dreams are right there. I can see them. Can't give up now.

Rex: Have you gotten any more messages?

David: This man -- did he tell you what he was doing in Thailand?

Bartender: I tend to my bar, sir, not my patrons' business, unless they choose to share it with me.

David: I'm sure. Can you at least tell me if he was staying here at the hotel?

Bartender: I believe he paid for his drinks through a room charge, sir.

David: Did he have a baby with him?

Bartender: No, sir.

David: Are you sure?

Bartender: I remember your brother. I would most certainly remember if he had a baby.

David: So he was alone, huh?

Bartender: No. He was with a woman.

David: What woman?

Spencer: I had such a large part to do with Dr. Snyder losing his job and his reputation, I think Mc Bain should know about it.

Blair: You're going to turn yourself in?

[Spencer sighs]

Spencer: Yes, could I have the non-emergency number for the Llanview Police department, please?

Starr: Are you joking? He's a dweeb. I got to go. I'll call you later.

Spencer: Hello, Starr.

Blair: Ok, where are you going?

Starr: Out.

Blair: No, you're not.

Jack: Dr. Truman!

Spencer: Hey, big boy. How you doing? Good to see you.

Jack: Can you come to -- can you come to my school on Friday? It's career day. You can tell the class about being a famous doctor.

Spencer: Uh, I don't think I'll be able to make that one, I'm sorry.

Jack: Can you help me practice for t-ball this weekend?

Spencer: Actually, I don't think I'll be able to make that one, either, Jack. Matter of fact, I might not be seeing you for a little while.

Natalie: Ok, I'm here to meet somebody. Where is this guy?

Man: Maybe I could be that somebody. Now I know why you were so willing to help this young thing.

Vincent: Well, you really don't know anything.

Man: Then why?

Vincent: I have my reasons.

Natalie: Who are you?

Man: I'm just a retired businessman. I understand you want to talk murder.

Natalie: Just about one -- Thomas Mc Bain.

Man: U don't mince words, do you, young lady?

Natalie: I don't have time. So do you know who killed him or not?

Man: As a matter of fact, I do. I know who shot Thomas Mc Bain. I got it.

David: Who was the woman that was with him?

Bartender: I don't know. I remember your brother, but the woman --

[David sighs]

Bartender: She wasn't the one tipping.

David: Was she American?

Bartender: Yes, yes. I think she seemed like, maybe, like she didn't know where she was. Maybe she was on drugs. I'm not sure.

David: What did she look like?

[Phone rings]

David: Can you draw?

Bartender: Excuse me.

David: Can you do a sketch?

Bartender: Excuse me. Sukhumvit lounge. Can I help you?

Margaret: I'd like to get a delivery.

Bartender: Oh, I'm sorry. It's too late.

Margaret: Oh -- but I'm very close.

Bartender: Yes, but the delivery boy is gone.

Margaret: But I can still come in and get something to take home, right?

Bartender: Oh, yes. You can certainly do that. That's no problem. Uh-huh.

Evangeline: We still have a lot of avenues to get you a stay, Todd. A judge has to listen to what Paige can tell us, and we got all these people trying to track down Denton. We're going to find him and we're going to drag him back here, and we're not laying off of him until he admits that he's on Spencer's payroll, till he admits that he set you up. And then there's -- David. I mean, he has to be onto something, right? Are you listening to me?

Todd: It's just that I've heard all this before. And we need -- well, you know who we need is Blair because she's obviously very close to Spencer, and maybe the governor would listen to her if she --

Evangeline: What is it? What's wrong?

Todd: It's just that Truman already killed two people to get to me. I wonder what he'd do to her if she turned on him.

Blair: Dr. Spencer Truman is a very, very busy man and he can't be two places at once, you know?

Spencer: But you know I'd love nothing more than to spend time with you, though, right, Jack?

Starr: Yeah, right.

Blair: Starr.

Jack: It's ok. I'm not mad, not like daddy was on the video.

Starr: What video?

Blair: Um -- your dad, he made me one.

Starr: Then I want to see it.

Blair: No, he made it for me.

Starr: Jack saw it.

Blair: Well, Jack only saw a little bit of it. I promise you, Starr, it was only for me.

Starr: Jack, what did dad say?

Jack: Dr. Truman was tricking Mommy. I wish Daddy liked you.

Starr: I deserve to see the tape.

Blair: Well, I'm sorry.

Starr: He's my Dad.

Blair: I'm sorry, no.

Starr: Dad would never hide anything from me why are you? This is all about your boyfriend, isn't it?

Man: I think you should take a walk and leave me alone with the little lady for a while.

[Vincent chuckles]

Vincent: Is that what you think?

Man: Ok, it's -- it's a request.

Vincent: I don't like requests that begin with "I think you should."

Man: Oh, it was poorly phrased. Would you mind leaving this lovely lady and me alone so that we can talk for, what -- maybe an hour?

Vincent: I don't owe you nothing.

Man: As a personal favor.

Vincent: My man's going to be waiting outside. Nobody bothers you, nobody bothers nobody, ok?

Vincent: You make sure nothing happens to that girl, you understand me?

Shawn: Understood.

Vincent: You understand me?

Shawn: Understood.

Vincent: Or you're going to be sorry.

[Limo door closes]

John: Don't even flinch.

Shawn: Ain't a good idea. You messing with the devil.

[Limo drives off]

John: No, you got it backwards, big man. Now, move. Hey, come on.

Natalie: So, who killed Thomas Mc Bain?

Man: Hmm? Whatever happened to patience? I heard it was a virtue.

Natalie: Well, not with me. So who was the killer?

Man; you know, information is -- is like money. There's got to be an exchange of sorts -- you know, tit for tat.

Natalie: Sorry -- no tat. I was told I don't owe anything but eternal gratitude.

Man: I ain't as kindhearted as Vince. I don't give nothing for nothing. And since we're operating on the barter system, you got any idea what we're bartering for?

Natalie: Well, I'd have to be pretty dense not to know that.

Man: Good. Then how about peeling off all them clothes, nice and slow, one by one? Start with the blouse.

John: Whoa. Take it easy, fellow. Now, back away from the girl or I'll be notifying your next of kin.

 [Adriana sighs]

Rex: What's so funny?

Adriana: It's from a 10-year-old who wants to know how to be a model.

Rex: Let me see.

Rex: Ok. I'm guessing unless your stalker is a 10-year-old girl, this isn't from your stalker.

Adriana: Darn. You're good.

Rex: That doesn't mean your stalker has stopped stalking.

Adriana: I'm not even convinced he is stalking. Look, if I hear from him again, I'll get rid of him. I'll hire a private eye if I have to.

Rex: You're looking at one -- ok, I'm not a complete private eye, but the iris and most of the pupil are. You know, I don't know about the white part.

Adriana: Look, Rex, I don't think you're the person that should be taking care of my personal business.

Rex: Then I'll tell bo.

Adriana: Let me handle it.

Rex: Ok, I kn. I screwed up, ok, again and again. But when it comes to somebody I care about, I will do whatever it takes to help them.

Dorian: Oh, you mean the way that you helped Todd when you helped him hide from the police?

Adriana: Rex was just leaving.

Rex: I hope that you're right and he doesn't bother you again. Take good care of her.

Dorian: He hopes that you don't hear from whom again?

Adriana: No one. Look, I got to talk to somebody in advertising.

Dorian: Ok.

Dorian: Hello. There is a young man who should be in the lobby right now. His name is Rex Balsom. Would you please make sure that he never, ever gets back into this building again? Yeah.

Evangeline: Spencer isn't going to do anything to Blair. I hate to say this, but she believes in him.

Todd: Are you trying to cheer me up?

Evangeline: No. I'm trying to tell you that with a little luck, we're going to get Spencer behind bars before Blair has to say a word.

Todd: "With a little luck?"

Evangeline: I'm confident we're going to get Spencer.

Todd: When? Three days, three weeks, a month, a year? I don't have any time left. It's really starting to hit me, Evangeline. I -- it -- it's starting to feel real. I think I'd like you to draw up my will.

Jack: I don't understand. What did Mommy do?

Blair: You know what? It -- it's fine, Jack. It's fine. Why don't we -- you know, why don't you go get that game that we talked about earlier, ok, we can play it?

Jack: Ok.

Blair: Ok.

Jack: Starr, want to play?

Blair: We'll talk later, Starr. For Jack's sake, will you go, please?

Starr: Come on, Jack.

Jack: Are you staying, Dr. Truman?

Spencer: Um -- actually, I'm going to be going soon, ok?

Starr: Good. Come on, Jack.

Blair: I'm -- I'm sorry.

Spencer: No, I'm sorry. I'm sorry that I hurt your relationship with your daughter. The last thing you need to do right now is take on my problems.

Blair: What are you doing?

Spencer: Lieutenant John Mc Bain, please.

Man: Who the hell are you and what are you doing in my place?

John: Actually, I think I'm going to do the talking. You all right?

Natalie: Yes, I'm fine, thank you.

Man: Once again, I'd like to put a name with the threat.

John: I'm Thomas Mc Bain's son.

Man: Then you must be a cop.

John: Must be.

Natalie: How did you get here?

John: G.P.S.

Natalie: So you tracked me?

John: You lied to me. Aren't you glad I tracked you?

Natalie: No.

Man: Hey, this lovers' quarrel is touching, but I must now ask you both to leave. You and your girlfriend can be on your way.

John: Yeah, I don't think so. You know who killed my father?

Man: I thought I did, but they say that memory is the second thing to go.

John: Natalie, get out.

Natalie: No, you idiot! You screwed up every--

John: I am going to deal with you later. You know, you got a swell place here, although it looked little like a drop house. So what do you say I arrest you for, I don't know, maybe wearing that sweater in public and then I'll bring a few of my friends back, we toss this place until we can charge you with a felony?

Man: I'd say you were out of your jurisdiction.

John: What? I don't have friends in Atlantic City? Although, you know, you might be right. A struggle works better, gun accidentally goes off. The cops are always sorry.

Natalie: All right, look. You were going to tell me who killed his father and you know I was going to tell him, so why don't you just tell him directly?

Man: Smart girl.

John: The whole story.

Man: The whole truth and nothing but the truth, huh? Ok. I already got paid anyway. I got nothing left to lose. 

David: Ok, so, American. What -- what did she look like?

Bartender: Oh, I'm terribly sorry, sir. I have customers waiting.

David: Wait a second. Before you go, do you have a -- a phone book back there? Thank you -- wait a second. This is in Thai. How am I supposed to read this?

Bartender: English is in the back.

David: Adoption. Adoption agencies.

Dorian: Oh. Oh, sure. Right, right. Unwanted offerings from Rex. Hmm.

[Dorian hums]

[Phone rings]

Dorian: Wow. Hello?

David: Paige?

Dorian: David?

David: This isn't Paige.

Dorian: David, I thought you were in Thailand.

David: Dorian. Hi, I'm -- I must've pushed the wrong speed dial.

Dorian: Oh. A Freudian slip of the finger.

David: Yeah, very funny. Hey, while I've got you on the phone, do you have any idea where they might keep adoption records in Thailand?

Dorian: If it was done through the proper channels, then the adoption agency would have the records. Why? Have you found out something about Spencer?

David: I can hardly hear you, but yes, it -- it's something about Spencer. Can you hear me?

Dorian: Barely.

David: Hey, listen, this is very important. Keep Blair away from Spencer.


David: I don't want her anywhere near him when the hammer comes down. Did you hear that?

Dorian: Yes.


Dorian: David? Well, what hammer are you talking about?

Spencer: When will lieutenant Mc Bain be back, then? All right, fine. I need to speak with someone else.

Blair: Just -- you know what?

Spencer: What?

Blair: What's -- what difference is this going to make? The only thing this is going to do is take you away from me and Jack and you heard Jack. He needs you. I mean, he's already lost Todd.

Spencer: Well, that's certainly not going to help your relationship with Starr any.

Blair: Well, she's not ready to forgive me anyway, at least not now and it might take her a really long time to see I've already moved on with my life.

Spencer: And what about you? Are you going to be able to forgive me for this?

Blair: Because you tried to protect someone you loved? I mean, come on, Spencer. We've all done things we shouldn't. You know that, I know that. But I know that you did something Todd would never do -- you were about to confess. All Todd does and has are just dangerous, illegal mistakes over and over again. He doesn't take responsibility for anything, and I'm the one that should apologize to you and ask you to forgive me for thinking that you were anything like Todd. Because you're not. You are nothing like Todd and I don't want to lose you.

John: Whenever you're ready, like now.

Man: Ok, I used to be in the distribution game of sorts.

John: Drugs?

Man: No -- teddy bears. It doesn't matter. Anyway, we were having a business meeting.

Man: So this kid comes in all shaky-like with a gun, waving it around, says he's there to collect on a gaming debt for his father. So he takes a big wad of dough from one of our associates and he's about to run when this guy in his civvies busts in saying he's Atlantic City P.D. I guess he was taking a walk or something when he sees the kid with the gun, and it was chaos. The kid runs into the alley with the cop on his tail. We could hear the cop yelling for him to stop, says he doesn't want to shoot, and then bam --


Man: What sounds like a gunshot. So my associates excuse themselves and depart out the front door, so I went into the alley by myself. The kid was gone, but the cop was lying there in a pool of blood.

John: You -- you do anything? Did anyone try to help him?

Man: There was nothing to be done. I guess somebody must've called the cops because I could hear sirens.


Man: I didn't want to stick around and be accused of something I didn't do, so I departed.

John: Can you describe the kid?

Man: That I can do.

[Phone rings]

Adriana: Hello?

Rex: Adriana, it's me. Look, I got a bad feeling and before you say anything, it is not something I ate. It is about your stalker.

Adriana: You're just looking for an excuse to be around me, Rex.

Rex: Well, I do want to be around you, but this is something else. You still there?

Adriana: Yeah.

Rex: I'm glad we were wrong about that letter.

Adriana: Me, too. Rex?

Rex: Yeah?

Adriana: Thanks for being so concerned.

Evangeline: All right, I'll draw up your will. But it's not because we're going to be reading it in 30 days. The reading of your will, will be a long way down the road.

Todd: Ok.

Evangeline: Ok?

Todd: Thanks, but let's say it isn't and I need to see my kids one last time.

Evangeline: I'll do what I can.

Spencer: All right. Thank you for understanding. You won't be sorry, you won't regret it.

Blair: Ok. So no more secrets?

Spencer: No more secrets.

Blair: Ok.

[Doorbell rings]

Blair: Hmm. Let me get that. Oh.

Dorian: Hi.

Blair: Hi.

Dorian: Oh.

Spencer: I was just leaving.

Spencer: I'll call you.

Blair: Ok.

Dorian: Whew ugh -- I -- I could be sick, really, really. All this newfound closeness between you and Spencer

Blair: Yeah, what about it?

Dorian: It's a huge mistake.

Blair: Really?

Dorian: You better listen to me, ok? David knows something about Spencer, something really bad and he's out there right now trying to prove it.

David: Did you handle the adoption of a caucasian baby back in February? If I knew what that meant in English, I'd say it right back to you. When will the hotel night clerk be on duty?

Bartender: He should be there now.

David: Oh, excellent. Maybe he can answer my questions. I'll be back in a minute to settle my tab.

Bartender: But you've not yet ordered anything.

David: Then get me a drink, start me a tab -- and no Thai wine

John: What did the kid look like that shot my father?

Man: He was a kid, dark, scraggly hair, 15, 16, about 5'2", but I'm guessing he's grown since then.

John: We'll need a sketch so we can process it to age him.

Man: See, now therein lies my problem. I say I don't want to talk to a cop and that pretty much means any cop. Now, out of the kindness of my heart, I tell you what I know and you want me to go sit down with some sketch cop and give him my rendition of a kid I saw many-odd years ago.

Natalie: Wait a minute -- I have an idea. I know somebody who can do the sketch for us and he's not a cop.

 On the next "One Life to Live" --

Cristian: Hope I didn't do anything to ruin our friendship.

Natalie: I'm right about this. Cris can do the sketch, he won't rat anybody out. It'll be over.

David: Tell me everything you know about Spencer Truman.

Jessica: You have to let me take over before it's too late.

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