Y&R Transcript Thursday 8/25/11

Y&R Transcript Thursday 8/25/11 -- Canada; Friday 8/26/11 -- U.S.A.


Episode # 9725 ~ Phyllis' Connection to Avery Is Revealed

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Paul: Oh, there you are. To celebrate your first day back on the job.

Heather: (Sighs) That's so sweet.

Paul: I thought you might enjoy looking at them in your brand-new office.

Heather: Um, well, actually, Spencer has assigned me a cubicle, but thank you anyway.

Paul: A cubicle?

Heather: Yeah, he's making this whole thing a probationary deal, which means I have to start at the bottom and work my way up again. So I won't be able to just look over Ronan's shoulder like you and I were both hoping.

Paul: Mm, what else does he have you doing?

Heather: I'm starting by working on Sharon's retrial assisting Alan Clifton who used to assist me, but, hey, what can you do?

Paul: Yeah.

Spencer: Keep me posted, and don't hesitate to call if there's anything we can do. That was Clifton's wife. He just had a heart attack.

Paul: Is he gonna be okay?

Spencer: He's scheduled for bypass surgery later this afternoon. If all goes well, um, he'll be out at least a month. I'm taking over for Alan.

Heather: Okay, well, um, any research you need me to do, I'll get right on it.

Spencer: I hope I won't regret this... (Sighs) But I'm making you second chair.

Heather: Sir, I promise I-I will not disappoint you.

Spencer: I need to make sure all Alan's cases are covered.

Heather: Well, when you're ready to meet, just send me a text.

Heather: (Sighs)

Paul: That's quite a vote of confidence.

Heather: Hey, I-I-I wish it didn't have to be under these circumstances, but, yeah. Yeah, this is a great opportunity for me to prove to Spencer he didn't make a mistake hiring me back.

Michael: Excuse me, Miss. Would you happen to have a cappuccino back there by any chance? Uh, wet, extra shot.

Eden: What's wrong with plain old coffee?

Michael: Espresso machine on the fritz again?

Eden: Oh, it's broken? It's not just me?

Michael: Mm, it's temperamental.

Eden: (Speaking French) That explains a lot.

Michael: Mm-hmm.

Eden: Uh, okay. One wet cappuccino, extra shot coming right up.

Michael: To go. I'm on my way to an appointment.

(Espresso machine sputters)

Eden: Aah! (Scoffs) I am so sorry. Just let me try this again.

Michael: You know what? Um, a regular coffee would be great.

Eden: Are you sure?

Michael: Yeah, just leave some room.

Eden: Okay. That I can handle.

Michael: And I thought being a lawyer was hard.

Kevin: (Chuckles) She'll get the hang of it.

Michael: I appreciate you risking your coffeehouse for my sister.

Kevin: (Laughs) Well, I mean, it's nothing compared to the stuff you've done for me, right? And, you know, she's kinda sorta my sister, too, I guess and, uh, family does for family.

Michael: You got that right.

Eden: Yeah. (Clears throat)

Avery: Hello, Phyllis. It's been a long time.

Phyllis: What are you doing here? Why are you in this town?

Avery: Wow, nice to see you, too.

Phyllis: That's your answer?

Avery: My reasons for being here have nothing to do with you.

Phyllis: I find that hard to believe.

Jill: You're still here?

Colin: I took the liberty of ordering us lunch.

Jill: (Laughs) You really think I'm gonna just sit down and break bread with you?

Colin: I'm having the kitchen make a rather special dessert...

Jill: (Sighs)

Colin: Your favorite-- Baked Alaska.

Jill: (Sighs) Baked Alaska, my favorite. See, I think you have me mixed up with your wife, Darlin', 'cause my favorite is strawberries and cream.

Colin: Trust me when I tell you, I'm never going to confuse you with my soon-to-be ex. However, I'll cancel the Baked Alaska.

Jill: Listen, you can divorce Genevieve, not divorce her, fall back into bed with her. I don't care, 'cause you and I--we're done.

Colin: Oh, come on. You say that, but I just don't believe you. I mean, I'm feelin' the pull just the way you do.

Jill: What you're feeling is how much I hate you.

Colin: If you hated me that much, you'd be indifferent, not all... kind of hot and bothered.

Jill: Come on.

Colin: (Stammers)

Jill: (Scoffs)

Colin: And I find it sexy.

Jill: (Scoffs)

Colin: I-I do. Incidentally, where is our food? I'm--this gettin' divorced, you know, it can give you an appetite. Let me just...

Jill: (Sighs)

Nick: Isis, you can have an early lunch.

Ashley: So you're gonna hear from the lab later today?

Nick: They said a couple of hours at most. If the person who sent the surveillance photo was sloppy by licking the envelope or not using gloves--

Ashley: Let's hope that he was or she was. At least it'll give us something to go on, right?

Nick: I-in the meantime, we can't just sit around.

Ashley: I know. I know.

Nick: We've gotta stay one step ahead of Ronan and protect ourselves.

Ashley: It's making me crazy.

Nick: Hey, Michael.

Ashley: I thought you said we shouldn't get an attorney.

Nick: Just-- just trust me, okay? I was just telling Ashley that, uh, I would feel a lot more comfortable if we were being proactive in this situation.

Michael: Okay, what's going on? I assume from your message, this has something to do with the murder investigation.

Nick: We were both in the park that night that Diane was killed-- separately, but we were there, and someone knows it, and we think they're trying to blackmail us.

Ashley: Not to mention Detective Malloy considers us both suspects.

Michael: Well, if you know anything about this crime, you need to talk to Detective Malloy.

Ashley: We don't.

Michael: All right, start from the beginning. Don't leave anything out. Then we'll come up with a strategy, because secrets have a way of coming out, especially n this town.

Colin: Admit it. You're glad I talked you into this.

Jill: No, I am not. But otherwise, you would have been pestering me all day. Now do me a favor and eat fast, please.

Colin: Ahh, oh, great. All right. Um, thank you, and, uh, I shall do the honors here. (Sighs)

Jill: Is this chicken a la Basque?

Colin: I had to talk to the chef. You see, I remembered that on our first date, amongst other things, you were craving this.

Jill: (Sighs) This isn't gonna work, you know.

Colin: It's working already. Hey, look. (Sighs) I admit it. I've made a few mistakes.

Jill: Oh, you think?

Colin: And perhaps this isn't the right way to go about correcting them, but let me ask you this-- are you the same person you were 20 years ago?

Jill: No.

Colin: (Stammers) Haven't you ever been changed by love?

Jill: Yes, Colin, I have been changed by love, and not for the better.

Colin: (Sighs)

Jack: So any regrets?

Genevieve: One-- that we didn't do this sooner.

Nick: We're wondering if this is some kind of extortion attempt.

Michael: Have there been demands?

Ashley: No. He's just torturing us.

Michael: Well, can you think of anyone who might want to torture you?

Ashley: Yes

Nick and Ashley: Adam.

Michael: Okay, well, I wouldn't put it past Adam to pull something like this, but we need proof.

Nick: Whoever is making the calls is using some kind of burner phone.

Michael: This yours?

Nick: Yeah.

Michael: Okay, I know someone who works at your cell provider. He may be able to determine which part of town the calls are originating from. And that may give us a hint on who's making them.

Nick: Great.

Ashley: Michael, is there anything else we can do in the meantime?

Michael: Uh, well, whoever's making these demands has leverage over both of you. There's one way to remove it.

Nick: What's that?

Michael: Go to the police. Tell them everything you just told me.

Avery: I'd prefer not to have this discussion in the corridor.

Phyllis: I'd prefer not to have it at all. Go ahead.

(Electronic lock beeps)

Avery: I would have thought after all these years, you'd be a little happy to see your sister.

Phyllis: (Sighs)

Genevieve: "Delightful" seems, uh, I don't know, sort of inadequate.

Jack: Yeah, I enjoyed that a lot, too-- a lot.

Genevieve: (Sighs) So I guess this is "The awkward part." (Chuckles)

Jack: Doesn't have to be.

Genevieve: Two consenting adults having a little bit of fun.

Jack: Yeah, that works for me.

Genevieve: Ooh, my goodness. What happened?

Jack: Oh.

Genevieve: That's--

Jack: Well, I hope that's not a family heirloom.

Genevieve: Oh, no, no, I just bought this to replace the one that, um, got broken. I wonder if I put it too close to the edge. Maybe Myrna was cleaning and knocked it off, but then why didn't she clean it up? I wonder if she's back from the market. Maybe she could make us some lunch and clean it up.

Jack: Well, hey, you know what? How about I take us to lunch?

Genevieve: Oh, I would... I would love that.

Jack: How's the Gloworm sound?

Genevieve: Perfect.

Colin: Isn't this better than working?

Jill: I love my work.

Colin: I love your work, too. I especially love the desk in your sister's office. I've still got bump to prove it. Remember that? When--when they walked in there and caught you playing "Doctors"? Come on. There. You see? I-I--there's a hint of a smile there. Yeah.

Jill: No, no. There was no smile. Stop.

Colin: Yeah. Come on, loosen up. Share a laugh with me.

Jill: I would love to slap you.

Colin: Then slap me, but admit it-- you don't hate me.

Jill: Would you stop it?

Colin: All right. I'll stop it when you start telling the truth.

Jill: You want the truth? Okay, I'll give you the truth. You deceived me. You humiliated me. You hurt me worse than I thought anybody could hurt me. And still, I wish to God I could hate you.

Colin: Okay, what do we got here? You don't hate me. You're not indifferent. So what does that leave?

Michael: So the police know that you were both near the crime scene.

Ashley: They do now.

Nick: The accidental call to Ashley was sent and received from the cell tower that's near the park. The police have proof of this. We can't deny that.

Ashley: We thought it was a bit odd how easily that Malloy accepted our new story.

Nick: Especially after the way he pressured us.

Michael: From that recording you just played me it's obvious that you ran into Diane.

Nick: Neither one of us killed her.

Michael: I wasn't saying you did.

Ashley: Look, we don't want to tell Malloy. We don't want him to know about the calls that Nick's been getting, about the recording of him threatening Diane, or about the photo that was sent to me.

Michael: Because?

Ashley: (Scoffs)

Nick: You don't think that looks incriminating?

Ashley: And Malloy is trying to pin this on somebody. We have to protect ourselves, Michael, not to mention our families.

(Cell phone rings)

Michael: Sorry. Sorry. Hello, it's Michael. Peter, yes. Yes. Are we able to-- oh. Yeah, I see. Yeah, well, thanks for trying. Thank you. Bye.

Nick: Bad news?

Michael: The calls you've been receiving from that blocked number have been pinging off of cell towers all over town-- totally random, impossible to narrow it down.

Ashley: We were thinking about getting a private investigator. What do you think?

Michael: There's nothing for a P.I. to go on.

Nick: Well, once I get a call from this lab that I sent the envelope that the photo came in... I also gave them a sample of my own D.N.A. for comparison. If Adam is behind this, we're gonna know it.

Adam: Hello. Yes, I know who you are. I-I just didn't know that you were involved. No, no, I have information. I just--I just didn't think it would happen this fast. I-I know exactly what I have to do. Yes.

Adam: (Sighs)

Adam: Hey, this is Adam Newman. I need to book a flight out of Genoa City-- today.

Phyllis: So much for the family reunion. Did I--did I fail the test?

Avery: No test. I just wanted to know where we stood with each other.

Phyllis: Well, now you do.

Avery: Right. You live your life, I live mine separately.

Phyllis: Oh, good. That's fine with me. It's as easy as that.

Avery: You know, I didn't come here to reconnect with you or ask you for favors. I have a job to do. Period.

Phyllis: So it's just a coincidence that I happen to live here?

Avery: When I took Sharon's case, I knew there was a possibility we might run into each other. I've been keeping track of you for years.

Phyllis: Have you?

Avery: It wasn't hard. You've been pretty high-profile, although my name's been in the media quite a bit, lately.

Phyllis: Not the name I remember you by. Where'd "Clark" come from?

Avery: I was married-- once-- in law school. I took his name.

Phyllis: You took his name because you're such a sweet, old-fashioned girl.

Avery: Oh, my--you-- what? Look who's talking. You weren't the least bit liberated when you became... let's see, Phyllis Romalotti, Abbott, or Newman. Or did you just take those names because you're so ashamed to be part of our family?

Phyllis: Oh family's so important to you. Where were you? Where was my hotshot attorney sister when I was in prison? Where were you then?

Avery: (Sighs) I defend the innocent.

Genevieve: (Giggles)

Jack: Let's get something.

Genevieve: All right. All right.

Jill: Oh, my God, don't tell me. The two of you?

Genevieve: Okay, we won't tell you.

Jill: Jack, how could you get involved with this lunatic?

Jack: Oh, hey, hey, hey. Hold on. I didn't trash Colin when we talked about him earlier. You could do me the same courtesy.

Colin: Ahh, courtesy. Now there--there's a lost art. We should... (Clears throat) Practice some of that. Bon appétit.

Jack: You know, we could always go to the club.

Colin: Mm, forget it. Jill and I were just leaving.

Jill: Oh, no, we're not just leaving. I'm not giving up my favorite restaurant 'cause of that.

Genevieve: Well, neither am I. That looks like a lovely table. Come on.

Jack: Wait, are you sure? Uh--

Genevieve: Yes, I'm sure.

Colin: All right, then.

Kevin: Okay, so the next time it does that, just try a coarser grind. So you'll start there, give this two twists, and you're good to go. You want to give it a shot?

Eden: Okay. Yeah.

Paul: Hi, Guys.

Eden: Oh, my gosh, Heather.

Heather: Hey.

Kevin: Hey, Neighbor, welcome home. I didn't know you were back in town.

Heather: Thanks. Oh, I just flew in yesterday.

Paul: Yeah, she's back at the D.A.'s office.

Heather: Mm-hmm.

Eden: Wow, that's great.

Heather: Uh, yeah.

Kevin: Yeah, congrats. I know uh, Michael was disappointed that you decided not to go back to the firm, though.

Heather: Well, you know, after I finished up those cases in New York, I just needed some time for myself. So I did some traveling, ended up here. I-I took a room at the club.

Eden: But now that you're staying, you're gonna want your apartment back, so I'll start looking for a new place.

Heather: Oh, but really, just take your time. I-I realize that I'm giving you no notice. How's Chloe?

Kevin: Um, uh, that-- that didn't work out, actually.

Heather: Well, I'm sorry, but, uh, not really surprised. I mean, the girl's a total flake. You can do a lot better.

Eden: That's what I said.

Kevin: (Clears throat) How about some, uh, welcome-home coffee on the house?

Heather: Awesome, yes. Wouldn't say no.

Paul: Hey, that's great. Thanks.

Kevin: Sure.

Heather: (Chuckles)

Kevin: All right, you're gonna get started, so...

Eden: Okay.

Paul: All right. There you go.

Heather: This was a good idea.

Paul: Yeah, it was, huh?

Heather: Yeah.

Paul: Well, I figured since, uh, you know, Sharon's retrial and Diane's murder investigation...

Heather: Yeah, we're both gonna be pretty swamped.

Paul: Yeah, so, uh, family time's gonna have to take a backseat for a while. In fact, um, Ricky called today, and I barely had two minutes to talk to him.

Heather: Mm.

Paul: So you and I better take advantage of the time we have right now together.

Heather: I have a feeling we're gonna figure out how to stay in touch.

Paul: I like the sound of that.

Heather: (Chuckles) So are you any closer to an arrest in, uh, Diane's case?

Paul: No, not really. We've got too many suspects and not enough, uh, concrete evidence.

Heather: That'll change.

Paul: Yeah, so, you know, I've, uh, known Diane a long time. She used to be married to an old buddy of mine, Andy Richards.

Heather: Oh, he was your old partner, right?

Paul: Yeah, and I want whoever did this to pay. I don't want anyone to get away with murder because of a technicality or sloppy police work.

Heather: (Sighs) I hear you. Listen, I-I wish we had more evidence going into Sharon's retrial. I mean, I have a feeling that whatever we have is gonna be cut to ribbons by her new attorney.

Paul: Avery Bailey Clark. Is that the name I heard?

Heather: Mm-hmm, yes. Victor hired her, probably because she never loses a case.

Paul: Well, she definitely has a reputation.

Heather: Hey, listen, I wouldn't want Spencer to hear this, but I'm actually... (Inhales sharply) Really dreading going up against her. (Sighs) I hear she is ferocious in the courtroom.

Phyllis: Wow, that's a very narrow viewpoint of things-- guilty or innocent? There is something in between.

Avery: You're awfully defensive. I don't remember that about you.

Phyllis: You know, and you're judgmental. That's what you are. You're judgmental, and I don't remember-- I don't remember that about you. What happened? Of course, I don't remember a lot of things about that place... (Voice cracks) Thank God. (Normal voice) I don't remember a lot of things about Darien, and I haven't talked to George or Lydia in years. (Sighs) Good for me. If you're close to them, that's fine. That's your deal.

Avery: You're the one I wanted to be close to. After you left home...

Phyllis: (Sighs)

Avery: I ran to the mailbox every day looking for a letter, hoping for a letter. Every time the phone rang, I prayed it was you. It never was, but that didn't stop me from missing my big sister. I idolized you, Phyllis. Didn't you realize that? I was just a kid, and you left. You went on with your life, and you never looked back.

Phyllis: (Voice breaking) Oh, God, I couldn't stay. (Normal voice) I couldn't stay there. You understand that, don't you?

Avery: (Sighs)

Phyllis: I had to go. But now we're older, and we've done really well. And we don't have to look back. Look at us. Nobody owes anyone anything.

(Pounding on door)

Nick: Adam, open up! I know you're in there.

Adam: (Sighs) Whatever you're selling, I'm not buying. I don't have time.

Nick: That's not my problem.

Avery: Still running, aren't you, Phyllis?

Phyllis: Okay, listen, I'm staying out of your way. Please stay out of mine. Please do that. Nobody has to know about this, okay?

Avery: (Sighs)

Paul: So anyway, Heather made one heck of an argument to Spencer to get herself hired back.

Michael: Well, good for you, though I have to admit I'm disappointed that we're going to be on opposite sides again.

Heather: Hey, only in the courtroom.

Michael: True.

Heather: Well, unfortunately, I think, uh, break time is over. I gotta head back to the office. (Sighs)

Michael: All right.

Paul: I'll walk you out.

Michael: Welcome back.

Heather: Thanks.

Michael: Okay. Tell me of this vow of silence you've taken.

Ashley: Sorry. (Sighs) Prosecutors aren't my most favorite people to be making chitchat with these days.

Michael: Okay. Ashley, listen to me. We're gonna get to the bottom of these incidents you and Nicholas have been experiencing. And then I'm gonna walk you both through the police investigation as uneventfully as possible.

Ashley: You don't know how much I appreciate that, Michael.

Michael: Good.

(Footsteps approach)

Michael: Oh, hey. Hey, you.

Eden: Hey.

Michael: Um, I wanted to ask you. Heather will be moving back into her apartment, huh?

Eden: Yeah, it looks that way.

Michael: Hmm. Well, you're welcome to move in with us. Lauren, Fenmore, and I-- we'd love to have you.

Eden: Thanks. I'm--I'm sure I'll find something.

Avery: (Sighs) Hi, its Avery calling. I want to talk to you about Sharon's new trial. I'll be at the Athletic Club bar for the next hour, so if you get in in time, swing on by.

Avery: (Sighs) (Clears throat) (Exhales)

Nick: I know what you're doing, and soon, I'm gonna have proof. I'm gonna help the police prove that you killed Diane.

Adam: Do your worst. Are we through here? Because I have things going on, Nicholas, and it doesn't include you.

Nick: You think you're so clever, but you're not. You're slippin'. You're gettin' careless.

Adam: If you're referring to me killing Diane, I didn't do it. Anything else you're accusing me of, I don't know what you're talking about. I see how upset you are. I'd like to take credit for it, but I can't. Now if you would excuse me, I'm busy.

Adam: (Sighs) Oh, my God. (Sighs)

(Cell phone rings)

Adam: Hello? This is Adam Newman.

Adam: What do you mean, you can't issue me a plane ticket? No, you don't understand. I have to be on that flight.

Genevieve: (Scoffs)

Jill: (Scoffs)

Jill: (Sighs)

Adam: This place. What the hell are you trying to do to me?

Heather: Hello, Adam. I see your attitude hasn't improved since I left.

Spencer: We're in a meeting. What do you want?

Adam: You put me on the no-fly list. I want to know why.

Spencer: You're on the witness list for Sharon Newman's new trial, and you're a person of interest in the ongoing murder investigation.

Heather: You can't really be surprised that the police were serious when they told you not to leave town.

Adam: But I have to leave the state for medical purposes.

Spencer: This should be interesting.

Adam: I've been accepted into a small trial for an experimental sub retinal implant.

Heather: Eye surgery?

Adam: That's right, Heather. My peripheral vision--it's gone, and the vision that I have is going to get worse, slowly but surely. This might be my only chance to stop the process, perhaps even reverse it.

Spencer: Do you have any documentation?

Adam: Right here. It's all the information that you need. I have a cab waiting for me outside to take me to the airport. Please.

Spencer: You know him better than I do. What do you think?

Michael: Are you okay?

Phyllis: Um... (Scoffs) Like you care.

Michael: (Clears throat) For your information, I never stopped caring. I mean, I don't approve of what you did, taking Lucy away from her adoptive parents, but... (Mumbles) But if you're in some kind of trouble, then I'm here.

Phyllis: I'm not in trouble.

Phyllis: (Sighs) I'm afraid.

Michael: You? (Chuckles) Of what?

Phyllis: Of my past... coming back to haunt me.

Nick: I got your message. (Sighs)

Avery: That was fast.

Nick: Well, I was in the building when I heard it.

Avery: Have a seat.

Nick: Thank you.

Avery: It's important that we talk.

Jack: Um...

Genevieve: Hmm?

Jack: I know what you're doing.

Genevieve: Well, I would hope so.

Jack: Well, that's not just a kiss. You're putting on a show, and that's okay with me.

Genevieve: But?

Jack: But one day, this won't be about Colin.

Jill: All right, that's it. Come here.

Colin: Hey. Hello.

Colin: Mm. Cool. It's just like ol times.

Jill: No, no, no, no, no. Don't get the wrong idea about that. That did not mean a thing to me.

Colin: (Stammers) Who are you tryin' to convince? Me or yourself?

Jill: (Sighs)

Colin: Garçon, I want you to send one more thing over to Mr. Abbott's table-- my bill.

Kevin: (Sighs) What's going on with you? Am I working you too hard?

Eden: What?

Kevin: Well, you don't seem too overcome with joy.

Eden: Yeah, well, I'm about to be homeless. I guess it's kind of freaking me out a little. I mean, Michael said I can move in with him, but, you know, that would be great if I wanted to fee like I was 15 again.

Kevin: Oh, come on. It wouldn't be that bad.

Eden: Meanwhile, there you are rattling around in that big 2-bedroom all by yourself. Oh, come on.

Kevin: No. No, no, no.

Eden: Come on. It'd be fun. You won't even know I'm there. Plus, I learned how to make some really amazing stuff while I was in Europe.

Phyllis: If I tell you what's going on, it can't leave this table.

Michael: No. Okay. I promise. I won't breathe a word. Now just tell me what's got you so worked up.

Phyllis: I have a sister.

Michael: You have a sister?

Phyllis: I have a sister, and she's here in Genoa City.

Avery: This new trial-- it really is Sharon's last chance. And while I understand you have issues with her, I don't think you want her to go to prison for the rest of her life.

Nick: You're right, I don't.

Avery: It's important that everything go as planned. We can't have any surprises, which is why I wanted to talk to you and let--

Nick: You know what? I am--I'm so sorry. There's someone here that I really need to speak to, so we're gonna have to do this another time. Uh, excuse me. I'm sorry. (Sighs)

Ashley: Hey.

Nick: Did Michael come up with anything else?

Ashley: No, and I'm only here because I was gonna go to the gym and work out some stress.

(Cell phone rings)

Nick: Excuse me. It's the lab. Nick Newman. Can you please just give me the information over the phone? You're sure? Okay, thank you so much for putting a rush on this. Thank you.

Ashley: So what's happening? What is it?

Nick: No fingerprints on the envelope.

Ashley: Well, what about D.N.A.?

Nick: It had the same Y chromosome markers as me. It has to be Adam.

Heather: Okay, thank you for the information. The doctor confirmed Adam was admitted to the trial.

Spencer: What does your gut say?

Heather: Let him go.

Adam: Thank you.

Adam: (Exhales deeply)

Next on "The Young and the Restless"

Daniel: (Chuckles)

Avery: Phyllis is my sister.

Sharon: Well, I don't know if I can trust you now.

Michael: Don't tell me the guilt doesn't gnaw at you.

Phyllis: It doesn't.

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