05x04 - The k*ller Indy

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Is that your brother?

Nope.

Yeah, well, whoever he is

I hope he's not wise
of the race.

Well, if he's not now,
he will be soon.

Hey, John.

Well...what do you think?

About what, Grossy?

The fun part.

Didn't ya like it?

Grossy, eh, you asked me
to meet you here

but you didn't tell me why.

Now, they, who are they?

My nieces, John. Two nieces.

They're comin' to visit.

I thought we'd bring 'em here.

We?

Come on, let's check it out.

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Now, what do you think?
Fun, huh?

Yeah, I guess so. For kids.

I see grown-ups here too.

Yeah, well, I like my fun

a little more mature.

And I hate people splashing.

Gosh, I'm sorry, officer.

[chuckles]
Uh, i-i-it's alright.

It's just a little water.

Buy you lunch?

[laughing]

Hey, hey, hey.
Here they come, here they come.

[engine revving]

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[cheering]

[police siren wailing]

That's my brother.

[engine revving]

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[cheering]

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[tires screeching]

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Ambulance just left.

Two serious injuries
not one decent witness.

Bikers were going too fast.

'Did you find out
anything at the park?'

Uh, Grossy tried to stop some
of the kids but they all split.

Says you and he never
got close enough to the bikes.

Well, we never
got close enough to ID 'em

but we know the leader was not
wearing a helmet, that's all.

You know, I picked up
something from Steve.

Do you know if he ever
did that challenge racing?

Yeah, as a matter of fact, uh

I think when he was a kid.

Why, you have any ideas?

Oh, I don't know,
I didn't ask him.

Though you might.

Hey, Steve,
wasn't this race, uh

somethin' like, uh, you guys
used to call The Indy?

Well, yes and no,
hey, I wanna thank

for the backup,
I was sure glad to see you.

Oh, that's alright, that's all
those kids in the park

and I had to hunch
if I would've played it out

it might've prevented
this whole thing.

Where'd you see 'em?

Well, it was about a mile past
where you came in.

Uh, I saw 'em pass
Hartford Avenue

and I was sitting there
at Hartford.

Didn't your older brother
used to be the all time

street racing champ?

Yeah, Toro.

Yeah, he was the greatest.

Better luck next time, sucker.

Ain't gonna be
no next time, eh, Len?

Hey, Robby

I saw the race,
it was really somethin'.

Thanks.

So listen, uh

give your brother
a message for me, will ya?

Tell him burst ad is ready.

[engines revving]

Hey, Paul..

Steve, how you doin', man?

Fine, how are you?

Hey, Teddy,
you know this cop here?

- Hi, Steve.
- What are you doin' here?

Well, I just dropped
in to say hi to Paul.

Oh, yeah, Jon Baker,
this is my other brother.

Ted. Hi.

How you doin', Ted?
You a biker too?

It's in the family, you know.

Toro taught us both.

Made me wait
till I was 18 though.

Pretty good rider, huh?

Good enough
to get to Toro's place.

I work there part time and..

[indistinct] from that
on time so--

Alright, take it easy, Ted.

How many brothers you have?

That was just three of us.

Ted moved in with Toro
ever since our mom d*ed.

Oh.

How come he didn't bring up
anything about the race?

Well, I thought maybe you would.

Okay, let's go see

if Paul knows anything.

I don't think he'll talk.

I don't think
any of them will.

But we can try.

How long before it's fixed?

Uh, new, uh, gearshift.

Let's say about a month
and forever and a half.

Come on, dad.

Okay, when all is done,
time to go riding on Sunday

how's that..

[tires screeching]

That was neat, dad.
Can I learn that?

When you're old enough.
It's easy.

Rooster, we have
a doctor's appointment.

Mom, no! Do I have to?

I hate that doctor,
and I hate sh*ts.

Hey, macho man.

You need these sh*ts for school,
you don't ask your mom.

It's not cool.

I'll see you later, sweetheart.

Get going, huh?

What is it with no helmet?

What, are you chicken
if you wear one?

'Is that what Robby Burstad
tells you?'

Robby Burstad, Robby Burstad.

Yeah.

Well, I warned you,
little brother.

- I saw Steve today.
- What?

You were speeding
and he got a ticket?

Nope. I was robbing a bank.

Where'd you see Steve?

Him and another cop, Jon Baker.

I happened to drop in to say
hi to Paul Brown.

You and Steve used
to run pretty wild, right?

Uh, we were racers.

Not a g*ng of puppet mass
like that Burstad mob.

You fracture me, Toro.

All you do is
you put Burstad down.

You could try
to get to know the guy.

Come on, I know the type

he makes a bike
a four-letter word.

He makes you jealous?

Yeah, sure.

Could you b*at him?

Look, will you get your mind
off of me racing Burstad

and wear your skidlet
when you're riding.

Do you hear me?

Nope.

They hear you in Burbank.

You see, the Indy
when Toro and I were racing

was a long distance
backroad race.

Endurance, outrunning the cops

overcoming the problems,
risking your life

but the betting money was big.

And that could go to double
in city traffic.

Well, if that's what's
coming down, we gotta stop it.

Somebody's gotta tell us who,
when and where?

Would your brother cooperate?

Not if those guys are a couple
of hotshot inter-city dragsters.

Toro may not know
a thing about it.

I don't mind asking.

Ask, and keep me informed, hmm?

Your report has the suspects
writing high price cafe races

and bunches of bikers
waiting for the race to pass.

Yeah, the, course was laid out
and the groupies had the word

and that was the Indy, or, you
know, whatever they're calling.

Jon, does Steve think
that Toro's involved?

Oh, yeah.

He says no, but I think
he's afraid of it.

His younger brother Ted was
at least a witness to the race.

Okay, I'll notify
the local agencies

but that accident happened
on our turf

the biker belongs to us

and I want him
brought in by you.

Sarge, this
is an underground operation

I mean, Toro talk
to his brother, not me.

McLeish doesn't wear
his sensitivity on his sleeve

but his family
is very important to him.

You use that anyway you see fit.

But just don't let him
get into trouble.

Oh, Jon.

Jon, you tell 'em,
you checked it out

is it the family fun park
really fun?

The water slide,
the little boats.

Honestly, didn't you like it?

- Well--
- Yeah, see.

These are lovely kids

and I haven't seen 'em
in 10 years.

All I'm asking is one person
to help me show 'em around.

Jon, you're my last resort.

Saturday, Saturday only.

I have to feed my horse
on Saturday.

Alright, where's the helmet?

I'm sorry, I forgot it.

Well, for your own sake
and for Rooster's.

Will you set him a good example?

I mean, he just, he copies
everything that you do.

Well, what do you want, Burstad?

Well, I want a chance
to show what I am.

- El primo.
- Numero uno.

[cheering]

No, no, no, I'm not el primo

till I b*at the champ.

Look, I don't race anymore.

And I never raced your kind
in the first place, punk.

So why don't you just go back
to getting lost?

Maybe he's too old for it.

Maybe, maybe he's not a Toro.

Maybe he's a pollo.

Chicken, huh?

[together]
'Pollo, pollo,
pollo, pollo, pollo.'

[engine revving]

Honey, look who just rode in.

Must have heard I was punching
out the smuggle license

or something,
what do you say, Steve?

Good to see you. Ted.

My brother Toro.
Officer Jon Baker.

How do you do?
This is my wife Joanne.

Hi. How are you?

Who were your visitors?

Uh, they wanted a map by..

You know, I don't,
uh, carry giveaways.

The ones without the helmets,
uh, you don't know them?

Ted, you ever seen 'em before?

Which ones?
I didn't notice 'em.

Coffee. Would you like
some coffee?

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Racing inside the city?
That's no Indy.

I mean, to race to Merced,
race to Yuma.

Backroads and fire roads,
that's an Indy.

I mean, Steve remembers.

I mean, it used
to be us against the road.

We used to and try to avoid
the traffic.

Hey, this could be
a new kind of game.

Kind of thrill trip.

It's a big city. They could
lay one heck of a course.

They call it an Indy?
Uh, punks.

Yeah, well, supposedly some
young hotfoot decides

to challenge, the fastest
g*n in the west.

You're still the man to b*at.
You're still the champ, right?

Yesterday's champ.

Uh, now, I just go
from here to the house.

Uh, Sundays I try a little,
uh, off-road with Ted, my kid

but for me that's it anymore.

Okay, well, we better
get back on the b*at.

Oh, yeah. And thank you
very much for the coffee.

- Nice to meet you, Jon.
- Okay, I'll see you later.

I'll be right out.

Okay, Toro,
talk to your brother.

Don't make me sound like a cop.
Now, who were the bikers?

You know, I always knew that
whatever you did with your life

you do it on a motorcycle.

Maybe you're putting
yourself down for.

I'm proud that you're a cop.

Did you know about the race?

Yeah, you hear things,
nothing definite.

- Well, I think Ted does.
- Ask him.

Oh, come on, you know,
he'll cover.

He's hanging around with that
crowd, and that's their code

don't talk to cops.

Hey, Steve, come on.

I never had any family trouble,
let's not start now.

Well, then put your foot down.
It'll stop.

And get Ted away
from that street crowd

and find out what he knows.

You're making me your stoolie?

Toro, we want those racers
for felony hit and run.

If Ted knows who they are
and doesn't tell us

he's makin' himself a criminal.

Alright, I'll talk to him,
let's not sweat.

Hey, don't try to shine me on.

I said I talk to him, okay?

[indistinct]

Thanks for the coffee.

[Joanne]
'Who were the bikers?'

One of 'em was Robby Burstad.

He wants to race?

Let's just hang out.

[Joanne]
'Toro..'

...if you start it up again..

...I couldn't take it.

Jon, flat out.

Is Steve holding out on you?

To protect his brothers?

Uh, no, but...they may be

holding out on him.

But there was a race last night.

Three accidents,
and one guy with no helmet.

Look, if you were
that close to the guy

why didn't you bring him in?

Look, you know,
how many guys were out there

riding motorcycles
without helmets

you want me
to bring 'em all in?

I want the racing stopped.

Sarge, I'm playing my hunches.

My ideas, I'm groping
for proper evidence.

I wanna be sure.

[sighs]

I gotta appreciate that.

Ah, I'm sure being
the top bike rider on the squad

you'd like to go out there,
take your gloves off

forget the rules,
use your engine OD.

Stop this by, uh

well, you know,
what-whatever means it takes.

But you know, I can't sanction
anything like that.

I know you'd never
let me catch you doing it.

And I appreciate that. Thanks.

- Don't mention it.
- I didn't.

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You go into the office.

Go into the office
with your mother!

- Joanne.
- Toro.

It's cool, it's okay.

- No helmet.
- I'm sorry.

Ted, I'll put that
on your grave stone.

I'll put that
on Robby Burstad's grave stone

but not on Rooster's.

It's Burstad again.

Taking the boy and letting him
ride bare-headed.

Taking him out on the street.

Teaching him stuff
he's not even ready for yet.

Now, you didn't learn that kind
of action from me.

You're learning it from Burstad.

Or maybe Burstad's
new generation.

There were always
Burstads around

and a handful of bums
that follow them.

Toro...when I was 12

I punched out a kid
for calling you a bum.

Well, alright. Thanks.

Now, I gotta listen
to call them you a chicken.

No, you don't.
Just stay away.

Run away.
That's what they'd think.

'Toro, some of them
are my friends.'

Ted, you know,
Steve said that I should

put my foot down with you.

I figure you're old enough
to run your own life.

But if you're gonna ride
like a pea-brain punk

and don't bring it home
to my son.

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- Hi.
- 'Where have you been?'

I went for a little spin.

Well, I called
and I called the station

I was just about ready
to call the hospital.

I was scared.

I'm a little hungry.

- You've been racing.
- How do you figure?

I can see it in your eyes.

I mean, part of you is here,
but sometimes I think

the best part of you
is out there with the wind.

Uh, the part of me
that's here is hungry.

Your throttle hand

your arthritis,
do you remember that?

Toro, listen to me.

I can't take anymore of this
racing, it tears me apart.

And I'll take Rooster

and we'll both go back
to Florida, and I mean that.

[knock on door]

Oh, how about this?

For months I can't
get a look at the guy

and now I can't get rid of him,
did you you eat yet?

Joanne, you're gettin' out
a plate, right, honey?

- Yeah, sure.
- Not for me.

I got somebody waiting.

Sure.

Well, there's something
she shouldn't hear.

Toro, you've been road-testing
your bike by the river.

Who are you gonna race?

You've been tailing me.

We think one of those bikers

we saw at your station
the other day.

'It's one
of our hit-and-run suspects.'

Baker's there on surveillance.

And I'm gonna sit it out
with him

until that guy shows up again

or you're gonna tell me
who he is.

Well, you're the one
with the size in the family.

You're gonna use your muscle?

Who are you gonna race?

He's a young punk
who's following my nest.

He's turning Ted into garbage,
that's spilling onto my son.

Now, you said to put
my foot down, I'm puttin' it.

Don't go try to show him up.

- Give him to me.
- On what grounds?

And what's that gonna show Ted?
Or Rooster?

But then I'm a snitch,
a stoolie.

Look, this guy is a septic pig

but he sits fat
with all the kids.

What if he b*at you?

Look, I'm in business with money

I made winning
on backroad races.

I figure I'm good for one more.

I say you are not.

The reflexes go,
the stamina goes.

Hey, I love you, brother.
But you can't b*at me anymore.

Well, you I'm not gonna race.

Why not? Let's make it a bet.

A C-note against
you give me this punk.

'I know a fast track at Pomona.'

Come on, I'll get a sanction
for a 50 lap race.

How about it?

[laughs]

Uh, and if I win,
you get off my back

and let me handle it my way.

I get a 100 all myself.

I don't bet on losers.

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Does Sergeant Getraer know
this is going on, Jon?

Would I be out here
taking part in this

if Sergeant Getraer
didn't give me permission?

- Would you?
- Only 43 laps to go.

Nobody answers anybody anymore.

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Steve's doing very well for
a guy who hasn't raced in years.

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[engine revving]

- You alright?
- I'm okay.

I had you b*at, big brother.

And a bike I never
even raced before.

Not at the finish line, Steve.

But thanks for the workout.

- Hey, what's this all about?
- I took a spill.

Hey, wait a minute,
you're talking

to an old motorcycle rider.

Now, that wasn't a spill,
that was a dive.

Jon, with a little bit
of work on this bike

and a little bit of practice
I could have b*at him.

'And I couldn't hold him off.'

This way he b*at a guy
who's down.

Oh, I get it.

It's what the poets call
a hollow victory.

He certainly didn't prove
to himself

he's still up to riding
in an Indy.

He's got it, Harlan.

Yeah, did I get something else?

That there's a guy trying
to tell himself

that he's the new number one.

Who, me?

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[knock on door]

- Hi.
- Hi.

'What, you're going some place?'

I've thought about it.

Where's Toro?
I gotta pay off a bet.

He's getting a sh*t
in his wrist.

He has arthritis so bad he
couldn't even move it morning.

Your bags?

No, they're Ted's.

Someone's coming by
to pick 'em up.

Steve he moved out this morning

and I don't know
how Toro's gonna take it.

Do you think you can be here
when he comes?

[woman over radio]
'15 Mary-3, LA.'

LA-15, Mary-3.

[woman over radio]
'LA-3, 10-21 Mary-50'

'at 555-6483,
it's urgent.'

'10-4.'

Roger LA.

[telephone rings]

Hello.

Jon. Hey, what's your 20?

Uh, Fairfax in Highland. Why?

'Well, this morning
Ted moved out on Toro.'

And Joanne heard Teddy talking
to a guy named Paul Brown.

- Remember him?
- Yeah, the motorcycle shop.

Hey, wait-wait-wait a minute.

He's your kid brother
and you're on duty

I mean, why don't
you talk to him?

Well, Joanne thinks
Toro's fixing

to race a guy
named Robby Burstad.

And I wanna stay here
and pin him down, okay?

- Alright.
- Alright, thanks, Jon.

- Well..
- Fear not.

Help is on it's way.

Looking on bikes,
watching the place at night

it's not much of a job.

But I can eat.
Who told you I was here?

Hey, Ted, Toro used to work here
and Paul's a friend of Toro.

So don't pretend
you don't wanna be found.

Look, I just wanna live
my own life, that's all.

Oh, by taking a fade on your
family. That's no way to start.

I mean, you talk like a man
and you look like a man

but you're acting like some
kind of pouting child, as if..

[tires screech]

Len!

[engine revving]

Len!

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[Jon]
'LA-50, 7-Mary-3
in pursuit of cafe racer.'

'Might be
our hit-and-run driver.'

[siren wailing]

[tires screech]

Turn around, put your left hand
on your head.

Alright, Burstad,
what's your problem, huh?

[Joseph]
'Cute. Real cute.'

But aren't they little young
for the water slides?

Well, they are
a lot older now, believe me.

I mean, Nietzsche said
"A man should be selfish."

But I do favors for everybody.

How come everybody
turns me down?

Maybe it's because you try
to dictate the terms.

Look, why don't you ask
for my ideas, my input?

Like, sarge, uh,
I'm inexperienced with kids.

Can you help me
entertain my nieces?

Sarge, I'm inexperienced
with kids.

Can you help me
entertain my nieces?

No.

You're my last resort.

See me later, Grossman.

You don't suppose
those nieces tuned out

to be ravishing beauties,
do you?

If they were ravishing beauties

he would have advertised
it all over the place.

Sit down.

Jon collared
one of the hit-run bikers.

Uh, name's Len Parsons.

Knew he was wanted
saw Jon had bolted.

Well, that's good, right?

Uh, Jon was off his b*at
at the time.

Because he got a call
from your brother's station

which isn't on anybody's b*at.

There's been some unauthorized
activity in this case.

But Jon made a good arrest.

'Probably the key
to this brain bucket Indy game'

so I'm not gonna issue
a reprimand.

If I did with Jon's record

and his seniority, he'd survive.

Anyone else who broke the rules

for personal reasons

might be throwing away
his career.

Nobody would wanna do that.

We agree.

Anyhow the reason
I want to talk to you was, um

if your brothers
were helpful in this

please convey my thanks.

But not on company time.

Hi, Robby.

[mockingly]
Hi, Robby.

- What's wrong?
- Okay, Teddy boy.

Chicken little,
I'll just tell you what's wrong.

Look, we were just
standing here.

I didn't say a word.

Parson saw the cop and split.
He finked on himself.

Well, if it wasn't a set-up,
why'd the cop take after him?

Because Len peeled outta here
like a maniac!

Ted's telling it straight,
I saw the whole thing!

Hey, butt out of it, Paul!

You and your chicken brother.

'Too chicken to race,
so you go the pigs.'

You think your pig brother
will stop us?

Fake.

Look, I wanted
you and Toro to race.

'Cause I figured
you would have won.

But, you know, when I think
of it, I think I was wrong

'cause who did you ever b*at?

You b*at Parsons?

I could cream Parsons.

Got him busted, now you talk.

Hey, why not take on a horse
that's still on the track.

Okay, how about that, Robby?

You haven't got the class
to clean my brother's mufflers

but how about me?

[laughs]

Me? Race you?

Yeah. 'Cause I'm tired
of your chicken talk, Robby.

Look, squirrel,
I race for money.

Okay, my whole poke, 60 bucks.

[female #1]
'Ooh, hey, big spender.'

Okay, sucker.

Get a map.

Hey, baby, look,
I-I didn't mean you.

He's just trying
to bring you down.

I know, I know.

But this just might
bring Toro out.

[engine revving]

[telephone ringing]

Toro service.

Yes, Joanne.

Yeah, Paul.

A race?

Burstad with Ted?

There's no way
I can stop him now

so I'm putting him
on the best machine I can.

'I just don't want Toro
to think this is my fault.'

Where does the race start?

Where in the river bed?

Uncle Ted's gonna race that guy.

- What? Who is that?
- It's Paul.

Here, give me that.

Paul, Toro.
Come on, let's have it.

Mm-hmm.

Yeah. Alright.

Come on.

Don't be a fool, Toro

you'll never make
with that bad arm.

I'll be okay. You've got
a career to think about.

Toro, don't.

I'll be alright.

Dad and Uncle Steve
gonna stop him?

I hope so.

Hello, my name
is Joanne McLeish

and I have to talk
to Officer Jon Baker.

No, it's very urgent.

[male #1]
'Alright, leave the river here.'

'Head South on Tinker Street.'

'Now, you follow these arrows,
home and drive.'

And you go through this,
renewal here to Fire Stone.

And once you're on Fire Stone,
you're in city traffic.

Gotta watch out for cops.

'Break, break,
this is Jon Baker.'

'CHP Apple 7-1-2,
is there a smokey'

'around with his ears on?'

[indistinct chatter on radio]

Try for an air observer, Barr.

Stand by for road blocks in case
I don't get there in time.

[Barry]
'10-4, Jon,
just let me know where.'

Uh, one of the river exits,
there's only a few.

Hey, chicken little.

Puttin' your head in a pot?

Maybe that's another thing
my brothers

have been right about, Robby.

You got no brain to protect.

Leave him in the weeds Robby!

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- Back off.
- No!

- Shut it now!
- No!

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[Toro]
'Still think I'm too old, huh?'

You think
I'm over the hill?

Hey, I b*at you, brother,
end of argument.

Why did you have to stop me?

Why you, lame-brained punk.

You'd have gotten yourself
k*lled, that's why.

Would have picked you up
off the street

with a blotter
before it was over with.

A dirty, rotten race
in the city streets.

Plus you put Toro's life
on the line

with that bum wrist of yours,
and you ask why.

You gotta be out of your..

Burstad!

Get off of that thing, you
and I gonna have a little talk.

Hey, Burstad.

Hey, listen, please, you wanna--

[engine revving]

Hey, hold on, get on CB
and call Baricza, tell him

to set up a roadblock
right away, okay?

You're a cop, remember?

[engine revving]

Uh, Breaker-Breaker, Mary-50,
7-Adam, are you on?

- Come on back.
- 10-4, Mary-50, 7-Adam by.

I was scared.

I don't know how you handle
all that speed?

Not as well as I used to do.

[dramatic music]

LA-15, 7-Adam, I'm in
the renewal area on Hannes

near the river ramp,
requesting backup.

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[engine revving]

Back off, you'll never make it!

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[clangs]

[tires screeching]

Yeah, he hit his head,
call an ambulance.

Get the first aid kit,
and a blanket.

Uh, sergeant, is it bad?

He's lucky to be alive
and so are you.

Look, Jon, you are a terrible
disappointment to me.

I've always depended
on your good sense.

Now, I never would have believed
that you ever in your life

would have done that
dumb stunt like that.

Sarge, you as much
as told me to

stop the racing anyway I could.

I told you, not to let me
catch you doing it.

It was my day off.

Oh.

[woman on PA]
'Officer Artie Grossman,
please come to the Snack Box.'

[indistinct chatter]

Okay, here he comes.

[all]
Surprise!

[laughing]
Hi everybody,
and meet Peggy and Marsha.

Your nieces?

No, my neighbors.
Come on in, girls.

This is Amy and Ruby,
these are my nieces.

I'm inexperienced with kids
so Peggy and Marsha told me

they'd help entertain 'em.

You're right, Grossy.

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