Do you know about The Ferryman in Greek mythology?
DUTCH: Previously on Memory of a Killer.
ANGELO: He carries souls across the river.
You're a stone-cold killer just like me. (Grunts)
ANGELO: He takes a man from life to death.
DUTCH: We can all tell a lie,
but to be that lie 24/7 like a freakin' avatar.
I mean, that is, somethin' else.
I am amazed by people who can just shed their old skin.
Makes you wonder who else is wearing a mask.
MARIA: I want a gun.
I need you to teach me how to use it.
I need to take control.
(Firing gun)
Dad? Who's Dutch? What-- What's done?
ANGELO: I know you work for The Ferryman...
and you're gonna take me to him.
(Siren in distance)
- Hey. - What's with the 9-1-1?
My boss changed plans.
She's coming back early, so I had to move fast.
225 rounds, premium hollow points, 1280 fps,
no paper trail.
And...
And...? And what, Wesley?
Well, I-- I'm sorry.
- MAN: What the hell? - ANGELO: Get in.
- MAN: What's this? - ANGELO: Get in the back.
Stay outside.
Get over here.
(Shop bell jingling)
ANGELO: Who's The Ferryman?
MAN: I don't know!
ANGELO: You work for him.
I told you,
I don't even know what he looks like.
ANGELO: He contacts you, doesn't he?
MAN: Not directly.
I get coded messages.
ANGELO: How many people does The Ferryman have working for him?
You must have a meeting place somewhere.
What's your name?
They call me Herc.
ANGELO: What's your real name?
You won't get anything from that.
How do I find him?
Kill me.
You would rather die than tell me?
You have no idea what you're dealing with.
(Scoffs)
If I talk, it's not just me who suffers.
It'll be my family,
my kids.
The Ferryman doesn't just kill you.
He erases everything you ever loved.
Everyone who ever mattered to you.
And he makes sure you watch it happen.
The Ferryman is a man...
and men bleed.
If you're The Ferryman's next target,
you're the one who's bleeding.
I'm gonna give you one more chance
to tell me how he contacts you.
(Racking gun slide)
Three...
Two...
One.
(Shot firing)
(Shop bell jingling)
Someone will be by to clean up the mess.
Where would he take the bullets
once he picks them up from here?
WESLEY: I... I don't know.
I just once I heard him mention something
about an old power plant.
A power plant?
Yeah, um, out in the Bronx, but that's all I know.
I swear.
That guy just wasted his life for absolutely nothing.
No. I've heard stories...
horrible stories about The Ferryman...
the things he can do.
Yeah, right.
Wait 'til he finds out what I can do to him.
(Tense music plays)
(Door bell ringing)
JEFF: Hey, it's open. Come in.
- ANGELO: Hey. - JEFF: Hi.
You brought the bagels.
I gave a dozen to the cops outside.
They still seem like they're doing a really good job, yeah?
Ah. They're great. 24/7. At least two of them at a time.
Oh, I've got the crib in the car.
I was going to set that up today.
Yeah sure. No, that's fine.
What's going on?
JEFF: Nothing. Nothing. It's just...
it's, you know, it's Sunday, right?
It's our morning breakfast ritual
and she made other plans so...
I'm sorry. I'm sorry, it's just that...
- Hey. - Hi, Dad.
- Good morning. - Um... good morning.
It's the only time they have available.
It's okay, it's okay... it's just like,
I just feel like with everything going on,
you know, it important that we keep these rituals.
It's just yoga, you know. Not a big deal.
Yeah.
Yeah, it's just yoga.
Uh, well, I might as well just go to the gym then.
- MARIA: Stop. - JEFF: No, it's fine.
Seriously it's okay. (Kissing)
Okay.
(Maria sighing)
You know what? No, I-- I can make you one.
- I can stay for a minute. - Okay.
You want cream cheese?
- Please. - Yeah.
I forgot to ask you--
- Oh watch it! - Oh my God.
Put your thumb up on the outside.
Okay. Dad, I know-- I know how to cut a bagel.
Oh my goodness, I can't watch you cut that.
See? It's done. It's okay.
It's fine. It's done. Um.
Yes.
What was up with that call the other day?
Yeah, you know I uh, upgraded my phone
and the font was just so small I kept misdialing people.
I think you were like-- you were like
the third one I misdialed.
Okay so, just make the font bigger.
Yeah, I know now. Now I know.
MARIA: Right.
- JEFF: Okay, bye. - Bye. I love you.
- Bye. We'll see you later. - See you.
JEFF: Enjoy the bagels.
- MARIA: We will. - ANGELO: Thank you.
(Door opening and closing)
So how's everything goin' with you and him?
Yeah no we're... we're in a good place.
Yeah. Everything's back to solid ground so...
yeah.
- Good. - MARIA: Mm-hmm.
And how's everything else?
Right. Um, yeah, you know, a friend of mine actually
recommended a podcast which has been really helpful.
Yeah, it's... it gives insight
into processing trauma and-- and violence and all of that.
So, yeah no, I'm... I'm good.
Everything's really good.
Good.
MARIA: Okay, well I'm gonna go.
I'll see you later.
Oh hey, I'm gonna put the crib together today.
What room do you want it in?
Oh! Just set it up in the office.
We'll figure it out later.
ANGELO: Okay.
- MARIA: Thanks, Dad! - You're welcome.
(Guns firing)
MAN: Cease fire!
DAVE: I'm sorry about the timing.
MARIA: No, it's okay. Thank you for meeting me.
Work's been crazy. This was the only window I had.
I know. I appreciate it.
I really want another lesson.
(Chuckling) What's with the yoga outfit?
Wait. Does Jeff know you're here?
Look, I don't sleep anymore.
I don't eat.
I'm not going to sit in that house
feeling like there's something I can do.
I know. You're going through a lot right now.
I was a sitting duck once. My mom was, too.
I think you should talk with your family
about what you're going through.
What you're thinking.
My dad won't understand.
He's a copier salesman
who sits on his ass all day making calls
trying to sell people something nobody needs anymore.
My husband sits at home all day doing whatever he's does.
I'm not waiting anymore. Those days are over.
(Phone vibrating)
Sorry I...
I have to take this.
Yes.
Wait, when?
Okay.
Sorry to have to cut this short.
I just got some information about the man who shot at you.
I need to ask you to come with me.
Okay.
ANGELO: Nice hotel.
JOE: You think I'd pass for a guest?
ANGELO: With those shoes? No way.
JOE: I paid three hundred bucks for these.
ANGELO: You overpaid. Now focus.
Let's go over this again. Who's the target?
JOE: Name is Katherine Morton.
Arms dealer. She's staying here.
Supplies weapons to crime families, terrorists,
you name it.
The lady's old school too.
Only meets up in person, no emissaries, no middle men.
Never without protection.
She's got security around the clock.
They even sleep in the same suite as her.
ANGELO: Remember the arms deal is set for tomorrow.
Dutch wants us to take her out before the deal is done.
JOE: I remember.
What did you find out on the concierge's computer?
Well the guy was just asking to get hacked.
His password was "hotelbiz", with a Z.
All lowercase. (Chuckling)
So you've got her schedule.
Everything.
The only thing she gonna be unguarded for
is the massage in an hour at 10 AM.
ANGELO: And there's our way in.
Intercept her masseuse,
keep him occupied in the spa,
and then I will slip into her room.
Exactly.
Give her a little "adjustment".
"Unhappy ending".
Okay. I'm just gonna go swipe one of the cards.
Get you into the spa.
ANGELO: Remember, anything goes wrong, you tell me.
No lies, no cover-ups.
(Phone chiming)
I get coded messages. You won't get anything from that.
You get a new phone? What's up?
Nothing. It's just uh...
nothing.
Okay.
(Tense music plays)
- JOE: You okay? - Yeah.
I'm just making sure our plan is locked in.
We're locked in. Morton's gonna be here in thirty minutes.
We both go in, you slip into the spa,
I keep the therapist busy. Locked and loaded.
You're from the Bronx, right?
Yeah... why?
Do you know anything about an old, abandoned power plant?
Maybe north Bronx?
Yeah, Unionport Power Station.
Do you know where it is by any chance?
JOE: Yeah, it's out in Fordham.
It's been years since I've thought about that.
I think a couple of my uncles used to pour concrete
for it back in the day.
It's uh... Willow Road.
Yeah.
Willow Road?
JOE: Yeah. Why? Look, we gotta go, all right.
Target gets here in 25 minutes.
I'm calling off the hit.
Something came up.
What do you mean you're calling off the hit?
If we don't do this now, Angelo, there is not gonna--
Whoa. Hey! Hey!
Until I learn to trust you again,
do not question me.
Do you understand?
Okay.
Do you recognize him?
MARIA: Yeah.
Wait, isn't that the hiker they pulled from the river?
Yeah. It's also the guy who shot at you.
His name is Henry Bloch.
The CCTV at the restaurant picked him up.
We also got a match on his...
We also got a match on his fingerprints.
It turns out the F.B.I. was looking for him as well.
Look, I probably shouldn't be telling you this,
but they believe he was a contract killer.
So it's true.
Earl did hire someone to kill me.
No, no, no. A guy like Henry Bloch
would never work for someone like Earl.
This is completely different.
Okay.
DAVE: I know this sounds crazy,
but aside from Earl can you think of anyone
who'd want to hurt you?
No. No, of course not.
Wait, you said he was a hiker.
Yeah, that's what we thought when we found him.
MARIA: In the river.
How does a hitman end up drowning in a river?
I mean what else do you know, like about the body.
Was there an autopsy?
DAVE: Maria, we haven't even got the official report yet.
We're looking at every possibility.
Ideally we'd have the drop site.
Drop site?
The location where Bloch entered the water.
(Dave typing)
Yeah, nothing.
Truly, that's everything I know right now.
But of course I'll keep you updated if we have any news.
Oh great. Yeah, I'll just uh...
I'll go home, bake some cookies,
wait for the phone to ring.
Come on, I've already told you more than I should.
This is an official investigation.
So? Let me help. I can be useful.
I'm sorry. I... I am.
But there's nothing for you to do.
Okay.
Thanks for the information, Detective.
(Phone chiming)
♪
♪ I say, "Don't you know?" ♪
♪ You say, "You don't know" ♪
♪ I say ♪
♪ "Take me out" ♪
MAN 1: What the hell are we planning here anyway?
LEO: Stop asking so many questions.
MAN 1: I just wanna know how long we'll be here.
LEO: The Ferryman needs a cache for what he's planning.
We stash the weapons and the ammo,
we get out and we wait for instructions. That's it.
MAN 2: Where the hell is Herc with the bullets?
LEO: He should be here any minute.
Help me hide the rest of these guns.
(Metal creaking)
- MAN 2: What was that? - (Leo shushing)
Go, go, go.
♪ Take me out ♪
♪
♪ I know, I won't be leaving here (with you) ♪
♪ Oh, I know I won't be leaving here ♪
(Grunting)
♪ I know, I won't be leaving here (with you) ♪
♪ I know, I won't be leaving here ♪
♪ With you ♪
It's Leo. Herc never showed up
and my guys, I don't know where they are.
I think they took off. I think this place is blown.
I'm gettin' the hell outta here.
I don't know who.
Yeah, I will. Yeah.
(Clanking)
(Shot firing)
ANGELO: Get up!
Damn it. (Sighing)
(Grunting)
Who paid The Ferryman to kill my daughter?
Nah... no one paid...
it was personal.
What does The Ferryman want with me?
(Rasping)
ANGELO: Answer me.
Answer me!
(Leo groaning)
(Foreboding music plays)
(Music intensifies)
- Hey there. - Coming back to bed?
Yes. I just... just couldn't sleep.
Is that all it is?
Yeah.
NICKY: You seem sad.
ANGELO: Just pensive.
Look at this place.
No pictures on the walls.
Nothing personal.
It's like a...
hotel room.
I like to live simply.
Yeah. I bet you do.
I bet you have a black car, too.
Something forgettable.
You don't let anybody know anything about you, do you?
You're making a lot of assumptions.
Am I wrong?
Listen, I like you.
But I've been down this road before.
Guys who look like you, talk like you,
move through the world like you.
You've got more secrets than I could possibly imagine.
And this coming from a woman who was dating a monster.
I'm not asking you to tell me anything.
I just want you to know I'm not a fool, okay?
There's no way a guy like you doesn't have a woman somewhere.
Maybe you're married.
Maybe you've got kids.
You take 'em to basketball games,
bring 'em to the mall on the weekends.
I don't need to know the details.
I'm happy to do this thing on your terms.
But when it ends,
just cut it off clean.
That's all I ask.
Let's be adults about it.
ANGELO: Hold on.
I'm not that guy.
I don't have another woman.
I don't have kids that go to basketball games.
I'm not...
...yeah, I don't have anybody waiting.
No?
ANGELO: I had a wife.
She passed.
I'm sorry.
Come back to bed?
ANGELO: I miss how you used to tell it to me straight.
Even when I didn't want to hear it.
Especially when I didn't wanna hear it.
You always knew what to do.
I could really use that now Mike.
That's my brother.
WOMAN: Hey, Mike, it's time for lunch, honey.
ANGELO: I'll let ya eat Mike. Okay?
(Kissing)
Hey, Jane, could I talk to you?
Oh, sure. What's up?
ANGELO: Yeah, have you uh...
seen anyone around here looking for Michael
that hasn't been here before.
- Like anyone? - ANGELO: Yeah.
No. Why?
Oh, just...
just let me know if you see anybody, okay?
I'll let you know if anyone visits your brother.
Thank you.
(Intriguing music plays)
(Pensive music plays)
(Phone line ringing)
Dave, I think I found something.
MARIA: It must have come off when the body drifted by.
It's his, right? Henry Bloch's?
DAVE: Appears to be.
This is three miles from where we found the body.
What made you think to come here?
Well, I just kept imagining how he might have drowned.
I mean, what if he fell.
Then I thought about this bridge.
There's no other place he could have fallen from
along the river.
DAVE: I've lived here most of my life.
I never even knew that bridge existed.
Nobody does.
My mom used to bring me here.
It was our secret little spot where
we'd talk things out if I had a problem.
But yeah, I mean you saw the path,
it's completely overgrown.
You'd have to know where you're going.
Good job, Detective.
SERGEANT TAYLOR: Detective?
DAVE: Give me a sec?
DAVE: We should try and get up on that bridge.
I think he fell from there.
SERGEANT TAYLOR: We'll call in the forensics unit.
Look, Dave, I'm not here to pass judgment,
I know you're friends with the family.
But there's a reason we don't let principals
inside an investigation.
That's how lines get blurred.
And I know you don't want that to happen.
DAVE: Understood.
MARIA: Does he have more information?
Can I walk you back?
What?
I-- I really can't give you any more details right now.
So that's it?
I'm sorry, but you need to let us investigate.
I think you should go home.
What if I'd rather be here?
C'mon.
I've been calling you for twelve hours! Where were you?!
Watch the tone.
Yeah. Sorry. You're right.
It's just Dutch was pretty emphatic
that we take Morton out before she meets the Russians.
So, it's you and me against three of her guards.
And again, that just may be my inexperience talking,
but I don't really see an opening there.
And the buyers arrive at 11:30 in a black SUV?
Yeah.
That gives us an hour.
And? What's the plan? What can I do?
I need you to find a pet store.
Hey, guys.
- (Window lowering) - Hey, how are you doin'?
Unfortunately I've got a flat tire.
You wouldn't happen to have like, a jack would you?
(Shot firing)
KATHERINE: Run the plate.
(Tablet beeping)
GUARD 1: It's a match. It's them.
(Garage door whirring)
(Vehicle beeping)
GUARD 1: Hold it.
GUARD 3: Drop the bag.
Who are you?
I'm here to make the deal.
ID.
ID?
What, am I buying a six pack?
Who the hell else would I be?
Where's Lipkin?
He couldn't make it.
You brought the guns. I have the cash.
All of it. Don't worry.
Frisk him.
(Angelo sighing)
GUARD 2: He's clean.
GUARD 3: It's all here.
(Thumping)
ANGELO: So?
Do we have a deal?
Change of plans.
I don't know who you are, and I don't really care.
But what I do know is that you're outnumbered.
So I'm gonna keep the cash and the guns.
Stupid of you to come alone.
Who said I came alone?
I would think very carefully what your next move is.
- Kill him. - Get on the ground.
Do it! All of you.
You, slide the gun on the ground.
(Propulsive music plays)
Yeah, the intel was solid.
We wouldn't have been able to do this
little improv if it wasn't.
I told you it was solid.
Right. The question is,
would you have told me, if it wasn't?
I need you to do something for me.
- Yeah. - Decrypt this
without losing the incoming calls and the outgoing calls.
Just keep it between us. No, Dutch.
What is this, some kind of loyalty test?
You just told me I did good.
Look, I'm not gonna do anything behind Dutch's back.
You told me where I could find Carl Mosher.
Yeah, well, that was different.
Everyone knew he hung out at the Silverstrand.
This? I mean, what if I can't do this?
This isn't aiming a few cat toy lasers-pointers.
ANGELO: Well, then you tell me you failed.
Do you understand?
Yeah, it's just that easy. Right?
Yeah. If you can't handle it, I'll get somebody else who can.
I know someone who can do it. I can--
I can-- I can do it.
ANGELO: Good. I need it fast.
Let's get these bodies outta here.
(Muttering)
MARIA: Hey.
Hey. Hey. So I was thinking
we can put a couple of these in the backyard.
And then maybe one on each corner of the house.
I mean the officers are still patrolling,
but I just feel like we could use some more eyes.
Yeah. Yeah, that's probably a good idea.
JEFF: Yeah. Yeah... so...
You okay?
Um. Yeah.
Um...
actually, there is something.
MARIA: What?
I-- I drove by the restaurant today.
MARIA: The restaurant?
Where it happened. The uh...
I don't know why. I just um...
I just pulled over.
Sat in my car for like...
it must have been twenty minutes, maybe more.
Just... just like, looking at it.
And it just like, you know,
like, really hit me for the first time.
Everything I could have lost that day with you
and the baby and your father and...
Jeff.
JEFF: And I know you say you're okay.
And maybe you are.
But I-- I-- I just feel like
you should really talk to someone.
Like a professional because you went through something
that-- that like no one should have to go through.
I'm fine.
Did you know that even police officers,
when they discharge their weapon,
they have to take time off?
Like, administrative leave.
It's mandatory for them to see a trauma counselor.
That's protocol. Even for trained officers who have...
who have prepared for that kind of situation. And like...
you know with all this stuff
like, what if maybe like, we moved.
What?
Like after this school year is up.
We just go somewhere new. Ohio, maybe.
Or I-- I don't know.
Just where-- wherever you want.
Just start somewhere fresh.
MARIA: I'm not moving anywhere.
Okay?
JEFF: I mean can we just please talk about this?
- (Door closing) - (Grunting)
MARIA: Dad?
Wait, you knew about this?
Yes. Jeff and I discussed it.
And I agree with him.
(Jeff sighing)
You both should go.
MARIA: You didn't think to discuss with me?
JEFF: That's what we're trying to do right now.
Wait, you want us to just leave?
JEFF: We're about to have a child, Maria.
I can get a job somewhere else.
You can teach at another school.
But... I mean, we're obviously not safe here.
Right? There's cops right outside.
Like, we need to go.
Where do you want us to go?
JEFF: What do you-- What do you mean?
Anywhere.
You know what? Two weeks ago,
I thought Hudson Springs was the safest place on the planet.
You watch the news.
Every city, everywhere, there's violence.
There is nowhere to go.
There is nowhere to hide.
JEFF: Maria it's not that bad.
MARIA: Even at my school
we have drills for active shooters.
We can't run from this.
It'll find us no matter where we go.
So what-- what are we supposed to do? Just...
what just sit here?
Do nothing?
No.
No, we don't accept it.
We empower ourselves.
I mean look, we... we can't change what's already happened.
But we can stand our ground and...
and refuse to be afraid.
This is not about being afraid.
I just want you to be safe.
We're talking about our child, Maria.
Yeah, exactly. It's our child.
Do you really want our child to grow up thinking
that running away is the answer?
- No. - To be afraid of the world?
No.
Put up the cameras. Be smart. Be vigilant.
But don't tell me to run away from my own home.
This is where I belong.
This is where we belong.
It sounds like you guys are willing
to throw everything away because of one terrible day.
You could have died, Maria.
But I didn't. I'm here.
We're all here. Okay?
Look, I... I get it.
I know you're afraid.
I know you want to protect us.
But the answer is not to run away.
It's to live our lives fully.
Without fear.
That is the only way we're gonna get through this.
(Birds singing)
Oh, you know what?
The crib.
The next time I'm back,
I'll-- I'll make sure it's finished, okay?
- I'm sorry. - (Chuckling)
That's funny. No, it looks amazing.
Seriously, you outdid yourself.
Yeah.
(Tense music plays)
It would take me forever.
So, thanks again, Angelo.
JANE ON PHONE: Angelo. Everything okay?
ANGELO: Hey, Jane.
The reason I'm calling is
I've been thinking about the music therapy program.
You know he used to play piano very well.
I would like for Michael to try that.
JANE: Yeah. I'll sign him up.
Does that kind of thing actually work?
JANE: Sometimes.
Some of the residents respond really well to it.
What about some of the other stuff you had mentioned?
Um, you talked about treatments that could help.
JANE: Yeah. The clinical trials.
Yeah. You had said if we'd caught it earlier,
there were things that could've helped.
JANE: Yeah, there are a few new treatments
that can help slow progression,
but we are way past that point with Michael.
Yeah, I know.
I was just... I was hoping we could find something.
JANE: I know it's hard, Angelo,
but please, don't feel guilty.
I know you're doing everything you can.
Yeah.
Okay, well, let's just get him signed up
for the uh, music therapy program.
JANE: Okay. I'll take care of it.
ANGELO: Oh, by the way, would it be all right
if I stood in the back of the room during the sessions?
Just so, I mean, just so I could see how it works.
JANE: Absolutely. I'll save a seat for you.
ANGELO: Thank you. I appreciate that.
(Bottle cap rattling)
(Sighing)
(Indistinct police radio chatter)
What am I looking at?
Three bodies.
My guess?
A weapons deal gone sideways.
First guy gets jumped, takes a hit to the head.
Second guy gets strangled in the struggle,
maybe by the third.
Third guy goes down right here.
You know my little brother was the favorite in the family
when I was growing up.
Real wily little son of a bitch.
Always stealing my babysitting money.
I had a little brother, too--
I'm not done.
The best way to even the score was
to convince my parents of his crimes.
So, that's how I learned to read the room.
If my, uh, wallet was just an inch to the left,
or my uh, my purse was on the wrong side of the chair.
It's the details...
they never lie.
Best training I ever got.
This story goin' somewhere?
Blood spatter does not match.
(Chuckles)
Ma'am?
The lividity here doesn't match the position.
Body was moved.
Ligature marks, too clean.
It's controlled restraint, not panicked strangulation.
And the impact spatter?
If this is where he fell when they were fighting,
where are the defensive wounds?
Where's the chaos?
This was staged to make it look like they killed each other.
How many?
AGENT GRANT: One.
This was all carefully designed by a professional
trained to cover their tracks.
One person killed all three and then arranged the scene.
This person has an elite skillset and deep knowledge.
Enough to mislead a federal investigation.
Whoever this is, they are out there
and they will do this again.
I want a full workup on all three victims.
(Knocking)
On the bridge, near where we found Henry Bloch's shoe,
we found blood spatter.
Forensics said it's fresh. Within the last few weeks.
Did you get the updated coroner's report?
DAVE: Yeah.
That contusion on Henry Bloch's head,
it was pre-mortem.
You put all that together...
Some kind of fight on the bridge...
he's hit on the head.
He dies up there and his body's dumped.
Or he's pushed, he dies on impact.
Either way, it looks like Henry Bloch was murdered.
(Knocking)
ANGELO: Well?
You unlock that phone I gave you?
Yeah. No, um...
...nice place.
ANGLEO: What is it?
(Sighing)
JOE: I'm sure probably the last thing you want to hear
is my life story,
but I was thinking about what you said before.
My old man, growing up,
always would tell me how useless I was.
Soft.
I was lucky to be so soft
'cause I could sit behind a desk and sell insurance.
Because that's sure as hell all I was good enough to do.
I guess if you hear that kinda thing enough,
it sorta sticks with you.
So, now when I mess up or screw things up,
I turn right back into that stupid little kid.
I get defensive.
I-- I-- I lie. You know, I get paranoid.
I see how you handle business.
What it actually means to own your choices.
The good or the bad.
I'm telling you I'm gonna be different.
You wanna call me out on anything, I own it.
I will promise you that.
That's all.
(Sighing)
You wanna drink?
(Joe exhaling)
I would love a drink!
ANGELO: Okay, Leo, let's see who you've been talking to.
(Phone line ringing)
NICKY ON PHONE: Leo?
Leo, where the hell have you been?
I've been calling you all day.
Leo?
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