05x06 - The Jenna Douglas Story

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Hey, we've been out here all day
and seen nothing.

It's kind of country.

It's not always like
you can see that can hurt you.

Well, if scavengers are out here,
they're sure staying out of sight,

but they're.

No. Yeah, I can see why.

All right, let's go. Got it.

You all right, miss? We want to help you.

I don't want you.

What do you think, Mr.

Hale? He's come a long way on foot.

She's half dead. Or Thurston son.

Let's get it right.

What kept you?

My horse picked up a rock.

What do you suppose a woman like
this is doing wandering around out here?

I don't know. I don't suppose
we'll find that out till she can talk.

Let's get her on the horse.

This water, the drowning.

It's all right. All right.

You're with friends?

No. Water.

Clothing.

It's okay.

Oh. Got fever. Dreams.

They're taken that way with cholera.

In the safe.

Now, on here is going to hurt you.

Delirious stuff.

Help me.

Somebody, please help me.

We're going to try.
What's ailing a doctor.

She's exhausted and starving.

Aside from that, I can't tell.

Let's get her to a wagon.

The only question is who's.

How about I?

Well, thing is, we're crowded already.

Take her to mine.

We all want to do our part.

Soon as Dr.

Miller finds out what's really ailing
or you tell us.

Don't lose any sleep about it.

We got a right to know

what's been brought in among us.

Good food and.

A long sleep.

Almost 20 hours.

You've been very kind to me, sir.

What's this?

Well, Dr. Miller, Mr.

Hale, I'd like to talk to you.

And I thought
maybe you'd like to use these first.

And a Douglas.

What's today, sir?

Thursday, the date.

March 22nd, 1866.

No, 1868.

Oh, yes, of course.



Well, how's my patient today?

Just fine, Doctor. Thank you.

Janet Douglas,
this is Chris Hale, our wagon master.

How do you do? It's Douglas.

Or is it Mrs. Douglas?

It's Mrs..

But my husband's dead.

Actually, they're going by her.

Well, we don't want to tire you.

But you would like to know how.

I'm out here all alone.

We know you're telling us
May be painful for you

and I. I hardly know where to begin.

Well, where did you come from, Mrs.

Douglas? From.

Oh, I was from Kirby Hill.

And later the south of our route.

I've been a widower several years.

When my cousin
and her husband asked me to go west

with them to California.

We'd been out two days.

One night, I went to the creek for water.

I heard Helen scream,
and I heard some g*nshots.

I ran back to the camp,
but I didn't go into the clearing.

I saw Helen, Steve and the children
lying on the ground.

There were some men. White men? Yes.

Scavengers following.

I hid in the underbrush,

and I saw them
take the wagon and the horses.

I. I should have done something.

What could an unarmed woman do?

Are you in pain?

No. Burns on my hands and arms.

They never quite healed.

And after the men left, I.

I went to Helen and the others.

There was nothing I could do.

I ran.

I tried to get away. I ran, I walked.

I did anything I could.

I wished I was dead.

The attack occurred on the 14th

You wanted around almost a week.

I don't remember very much
about the last couple of days.

Why don't we know something of the past?

What about the future?

Mr. Hill,
I would like to stay with the wagon train.

Well,
you certainly go with us as far as Dawson.

No, no, I mean, I want to go
as far as California, if that's possible.

Well, there are complications.

I know I haven't got any money.

I have nothing except the clothes
I was wearing.

But couldn't I work my way through?

I'll be well in a couple of days
with the help, please.

I have nothing.

I know when to go back to. Please.

Well, let's just take it a step at a time.

We won't be into Dawson
for a week or ten days.

And in the meantime, you just concentrate
on getting your strength back.

Well, at least you didn't say no.

We'll let you get some rest.

Thank you.

I feel strong enough.

Good to see her.

I'm going back
through some beautiful country.

The last couple of days.

I've gone and forgotten.

I only want to see what's ahead.

Sometimes it is not possible
for a person to appreciate what is ahead.

I see. First understands what has past

that amuse you?

No. It's not what you said.

It's the way you said it.

You sounded like a little old philosopher
handing out

advice on his 80th birthday.

I'm caught.

You know, I was quoting Dr.

Labone, one of my professors in Europe.

He went to school in Europe.

Almost four years.

I was lucky enough to work
with some great men.

Kharkov Bernheim LeBeau

making some exciting discoveries
the same way we're exploring this country.

They're exploring the human body
in the human mind.

You all right? Yes.

I just felt a little faint for a minute.

I wish more doctors in this country knew
what was being done over there for people

who a few years ago were being locked away
as hopelessly incurable.

I wonder why a doctor with a European
background would be out here.

Wouldn't you do better in the East,
in New York or Philadelphia?

Wasn't interested in the society practice?

Where are you going?

Napa Valley,

north of San Francisco.

Napa Valley, south of Peace.

Beautiful.

It's starting vineyards there.

Acres and acres of them.

You've been there then?

I was out there first last year.

You're going to stay with your cousin
when you get to California.

So I wouldn't want to impose on marry.

I was going to get a job of some sort.

But you said your cousin's name was Helen.

Yes, of course, Helen.

What did I say?

Marry.

What's

the matter?

I think your arms being hurt.

You feeling a little tired?

I think I'll lie down for. 500.

Carla, what are you doing out here?

Well, I thought it was about time
I let her hang.

From what Dr.

Miller said, we didn't expect to see
you before we got to Dawson.

Mrs. Douglas,
I would like you to meet Mrs.

Date.

How do you do?

Whatever
the doctor's been prescribing for you.

I see the green.

You have good sleep and good food
with all the medicine I need.

Well,
we're having a petition supper in Atlanta.

What can I do

when I do?

Comes to boil,
You can cut in the potatoes and onions.

Maybe that kind of dried on food.

You know,

that's fine.

Well,

you shouldn't be without a child.

You know,

when you let me in the wagon,
I'll get it for you.

No, no, it's all right.

I'll be right back.

Lend a hand.

He says you know who will end up
doing the job?

As usual.

Oh, excuse me.

That's all right.

You don't remember me?

I'm one of the men that found you.

It lenders. Thank you, Mr. Miller.

You know how to say thanks.

Better in that.

Plea.

Of a woman like you knows how to show
when she's grateful.

I know. Please, nobody can touch you.

But the doctor added, Well,

I read no medical books
and I've been to school in Europe,

but I know something about you.

That's a doctor.

What do you mean?

I found something you lost.

You know what I'm talking about,
don't you?

What kind of code?

What's the name
they give it? Straitjacket.

That is.

You know, is beginning to worry.

Can't go on the matter.

Can we? Going to get to.

Know you Look on the door.

I'll get women.

I gotta. Start.

I know.

Can I give you a hand?

Why didn't you tell me about this lender?

I found it.

I figured it was nobody's business
but my own.

He ought to be horse whipped.

Never let on the kind of woman.

She was lucky she didn't do more
harm to herself or somebody else.

I warned you not to let your girl spend
so much time with her.

I know. I should have listened.

I still could have been k*lled.

If you had ever.

It would have been your fault. Lenders.

I didn't mean no harm.

You better take that to the doctor
so they can put her back into it.

Well, Ruthie,

who've

been here without their.

I don't know.

They've been on this wagon train.

No, of course you don't.

Wasn't there.

Couldn't be

somebody with a crutch.

Randy GREENE and a great

for sure it was on fire.

It's true. All right. If she heard. No.

Just a bump on the head.

Fear I wouldn't go out there.

Joanna. But you don't understand.

There's a man out there
who may be telling lies about me.

I want the people to know the truth.

Were you in that hospital in Palmer Falls?

I told you, I'm from Brazil.

You're ill.

I want to help you.

Can't you do something to stop the pain?

I'm burning up.

David,

I think you better come out here.

I can't leave her now.

Just for a minute.

Jenny, I
want you to rest here for a little while.

I'll be right back.

With that woman.

I hope you're kind of
to put that thing back on her.

Mrs. Douglas is my patient.

I'll treat her as I think best.

Either you put that jacket on her or.

Tie her up.

She's not violent.

No, she's not a witch.

You made a bad lump on my girl, Ted.

For some reason,
Joanna was afraid of that fire.

Now, when she knocked me down,
she didn't know what she was doing.

That's just it.

Next time, she may k*ll somebody.

Mrs. Douglas is ill.
I think I can help her.

All right, then.

Send her back where she belongs.

We don't want such as her on this train.

If Joanna Douglas is going to jeopardize

your safety,
I would say that you leave the train.

But I make the decision. Nobody else.

I suppose we all get back to our own jobs.

Let me tend to mine.

Chris.

I don't want to make trouble for you.

I'll leave the train
weather tonight to keep peace.

But I won't deserted or tire up.

You don't think he'd hurt anyone, do you?

I'll see to it that she doesn't know
where it's good enough for me, Doctor.

Thanks.

And like I told her, we can decide
what's best when we get to Dawson.

Please don't let them send me back.

How long were you in that hospital?

Seemed like forever.

But it was just under two years.

What's it

to help you sleep?

Oh, no, please. I will sleep.

Not just here.

Please.

I never should have been in a
hospital in the first place.

I wasn't like the others.

I tried to tell them that,
but they wouldn't believe me.

So I had to run away.

You said you wanted to help me.

And I meant it.

Then.

And please give me all the food and water
you can spare and help me

slip away tonight.

I can't do that, Jenny.

You wouldn't
stand a chance out there alone.

Kind of chance do I have
if I stay with the train

the minute we get to Dawson,
they'll turn me over to the authorities,

and then they'll send me
right back to Palmer Falls.

I couldn't stand that.

I'd rather be dead.

Jenny, you're ill.

No, you're ill, but you can be cured.

That's what they said
when they sent me to that hospital.

Hospital was more like a prison.

The most decent thing they did
was shave my head

so I wouldn't be eaten alive by my own.

Berman

had 23 of us in one room.



Maybe twice the size of this wagon.

There wasn't a sick day or night
that someone wasn't moaning or crying.

I thought I'd never get used to it.

I thought I'd never get any sleep.

But I did.

I got used to it.

That's the terrible thing.

You get used to it.

You get used to sleeping
on a filthy stomach,

eating greasy stew, drinking dirty water.

You get used to it because you know that
if you complain, you beat you with a scrap

or put you down the system

and you up the courtyard,

no matter what kind of weather.

There was a girl,

they put her out in the courtyard
and forgot about her

or said they did.

Her feet froze.

She was lucky, though.

She died
when they operated, trying to fix the.

You know what I thought

when I heard she was dead?

I thought,

now I can have her blanket.

It's warmer.

Than my.

Gender.

I know about these places.

I just can't bear it any longer.

I must have my freedom. Please.

Please, Janet.

If I help you run away, and if by some
chance you're able to survive out there,

you think you would really be free?

I don't care.

I don't care.

Anything's better. Life I've had.

Janet.

Remember I told you that I had studied
in Europe with Charcot?

Bernheim LeBeau, those names
wouldn't mean anything to you, but.

But those men have been working on

new ways to help people
whose minds are troubled like yours.

New humane methods.

I tried to talk to the doctor
in the hospital.

He didn't even listen.

I will

be like me. Try,

please.

Janet, do.

You wouldn't do anything to hurt.

A good night's

sleep.

Tomorrow we'll make a start.

On this type of treatment.

Right now, they'll start talking.

What about.

Anything?

Whatever comes in your head?

Well, I don't know where to begin.

What about your childhood?

Any pleasant memory

come from a large family?

No. There were three of us.

Children, myself and two brothers.

I was the oldest.

My father was a lawyer.

He was a wonderful man.

Big and good
looking at the most powerful voice.

I can still hear him say.

And how is my girl, Janet?

What has she done with her day?

What about your mother?

Oh, she was beautiful, but not strong.

She depended on me a great deal.

She used to say I was more
the lady of the house than she was.

Brothers must have depended on you to.

Especially to him.

He was the youngest, you know.

He would have drowned once
if it hadn't been for me.

He got caught in a whirlpool
and I jumped in.

And together
we managed to get to the shallow water.

It was a brave thing to do
when you might have both been drowned.

I didn't think anything about it
at the time, but

afterwards everyone
tried to make a heroine out of me.

I only did what I should have

done. What was right.

You're a lucky person, Janet.

Many of us can feel that we never failed

those who rely on us.

Anyone

would try to save the person they loved,

wouldn't they?

After your mother's death, how long did
you keep house for your father?

Till I was.

Till I was married,

Then.

Had a little farm just outside of town.

I'd like to hear about your husband.

How can I tell you about that?

He was.

He was six foot four.

And straighter than a young pine so strong

on our wedding day,
the neighbors gave us a shiver, you know,

But they kept catching up to us.

We couldn't seem to get rid of them.

Finally, Ben just scooped me
up in his arms and he started to run.

He might have run a mile.

I can still remember
the way his arms felt around me,

and I could feel his heart
beating at wild, but steady and sure,

finally we lost the others and we stopped
to rest in a grove of wild plum.

Not that Ben was
tired. Ben was never time.

That's been a good marriage

sometimes.

Sometimes I think those days and nights
with Ben never happened.

They happened to some other woman.

No, they happened to me.

Can you believe

it was a pleasure just to watch him
breathe?

I used to wake up in the mornings
before he did, and.

And I'd raise up in the quiet

and I'd watch the pulse in his throat.

Just hear.

And he's opened his eyes
and he'd see me and smile.

And there'd be nothing.

Nothing in the whole world
except the two of us.

Two weeks later, he was gone.

The w*r.

I wrote to him every day.

He wrote as often as he could.

Was he k*lled in action? Yes.

If he was k*lled

someplace far off.

Someplace I never heard of.

I never saw the Ben. Don't ask me again.

Since then, there's
never been anyone else who?

After you've lost someone. Perfect.

How can you accept anything less

than.

Oh, my head In my

head.

Let me see. Jim.

There's nothing you can do.

You'll never.

You will never hear

the letter.

How many different kinds of food we get?

We always end up eating Maine.

Charlie's got a knack
for making everything these,

like beans.

Roger stopped early today, Chris.

Well, we're going through
some pretty rough country tomorrow.

I wanted to give the horses
a little extra rest.

And how are you?

Is Douglas very much better, Mr. Hill.

Thank you.

How are you, doc?

Hello, Andy.

Nice to see you out and around Now.

And then

moving you.

You mustn't let them bother you.

They're really good people.

I don't care what they think I'd do.

And only one person in the.

World who means anything to me now.

It's really minute.

When he said there was rough country and

you're quiet today.

I guess I said all there is to say.

I can't believe that.

We've never gone past the point.

When your husband died.

What happened to you after that?

Nothing.

I mean, I just went on living.

And why were you committed
to the hospital?

Why Gena?

Because of the burns on my hands and arms.

The burns that won't hurt you. Yes.

How did you get those burns, Jan?

There was a fire.

I was burned.

I guess I was delirious.

That's why they put me in the hospital.

Strange.

There's no scar tissue.

Why can't you bear to look at Andy GREENE?

I don't even know who Andy Green is.

The nature. Sure. Quite fiery.
He tried to help you.

You thought it was Ben then?

He doesn't even look like Ben.

I want to go back to the wagon.

Not you. Please.

Your husband wasn't k*lled in the w*r,
was he? Yes.

I told. You. Wasn't he wounded? Crippled?

I have this letter. Regret.

It said k*lled in action. It said.

I read it over and over
and it didn't make sense to me.

Old people died sick people like Mama.

But not Ben.

That wasn't the letter.

You can't argue with the letter.

Finally, I accepted it.

I buried Ben in my mind.

I pictured him dead

looking the way he had
when he lay next to me.

They taken him from me.

But I still had the memory clean
and perfect,

going.

About three months later,

after the w*r was over,
I got another letter.

It had all been a mistake.

Then was a lie.

He'd been in a prison hospital.

Well, it was like a miracle.

My been alive
and coming back to me from the dead.

Did you go to him? No.

No. They sent him home.

Was one of those quiet,
heavy days in August.

I remember hearing the cry of a morning
gasp.

It was a sound of wheels in the dry.

There were two soldiers
on the seat of an army wagon.

Not one of them was Ben.

I remember

one of them had a black
patch over his eye.

I felt sorry for.

I kept wondering

where Ben was and suddenly
I realized this was an ambulance.

They were bringing my husband home
in an ambulance.

I think Black Patch tried to prepare me,
but I wouldn't listen to him.

I ran around to the back of the
wagon and looked at the flat.

First I couldn't see.

I could hear Ben's voice calling my name.

I leaned in closer

in the in the hospital and Palmer's post.

There was a woman who kept
making drawings on the wall.

She would draw figures of men only.

She was a very careless artist.

And as she drew, she would
sometimes forget to give them a note.

Her eyes, sometimes even an arm or leg

on that stretcher

on the back of the wagon was a

was a

thing that looked like
it had been the model

for all those scrawls
made by that demented woman.

It was

it was calling my name
and reaching out to me with what?

The grape shot.

It left it right off.

Oh, go on, Janet.

I didn't scream or faint or run away

to soldiers lifted the stretcher
and took it into the house.

I offered them whiskey, tea, dinner,

anything to put off the time
when I'd have to be alone

with him.

But it didn't work.

And pretty soon
the wagon was rolling down the road.

I stood on the porch and watched them go,

not hearing it first.

The voice, the call to me

was so much like the morning.

The was a completely helpless.

You had crutches,

the gift of a grateful government.

With the aid of those,
he could support himself on his left leg,

but it seemed to tie him rather quickly
and he didn't make the effort to offer.

He always seemed content to look at me

no matter what I did,

even in the darkness
when he was lying on his bed

and eye on mine,
I could feel him staring at me with

that face.

You reconciled yourself
to looking after me?

Well, at first it was bearable.

And then gradually
he became more and more demanding.

I knew I had obligations,

but I could only feel pity.

I was ashamed of myself.

But you see, to me, my husband was dead.

He sensed this and it made him hate
and despise what he was.

So he turned on me.

He accused me of being unfaithful.

He accused me of plotting
to get rid of him, even trying to k*ll it.

Did you ever think of getting help.

Where he didn't have any more family left?

And neither did I.

I was his wife.

He was my responsibility.

Oh, I don't think I can go on.

It hurts So.

You mustn't hold back now.

One day.

One day
I had to go into town for supplies.

I had to leave him on the way back.

I saw the smoke and then the house.

It was blazing. When I got there, I.

I tried to get in and help him,
but I couldn't.

The fire was too hot.

That's how I burned my hands.

And on.

He died in that fire.

And there was nothing I could do.

Nothing.

Now you know the whole story.

Are you satisfied?

No, I'm not.

I don't believe you, Jenna.

Well, you asked for the truth.

And when you get. You don't believe me.

You're lying.

Well, I don't care
whether you believe me or not.

You're not only lying to me,
you're lying to yourself.

Let me go.
Not until we get into the truth.

Where were you when the fire started?

I told you I was in town.
But you weren't in town.

You were right there in the room with him,
weren't you? Weren't?

You know.

The fire started because of something.

You did something you did.

I don't know.

I just wanted to get out and get some air.

Right.

You just wanted to get some air.

I took my supper.

He was quiet and gentle.

He caught me off guard.

Suddenly we grabbed hold of my hand.

I didn't do anything. I just there.

It made him mad.

He started screaming at me, yelling,

You icy hearted tr*mp.

I went through misery to come back to you.

You're my wife. I like it.

Oh, I didn't mean to say what I did.

I didn't mean to give.

Words
to all the things I thought of that day.

When I first looked
in the back of that wagon.

I didn't mean to, but my feelings

just kept pouring out.

What did he do?

His fingers looked a little tired.

I said back.

He's trying to get up.

He trying to get up off the couch.

He's groping for his crutches.

I turn and run.

I hear the sound of glass breaking.

He's he's calling, screaming my name.

I don't stop.

I keep running. The night air feels cool.

I run to the hill in back of the house.

Hello?

Hi, Paul.

There.

Oh, hi.

I feel.

So. Sick.

Jenny, you must go on.

I Good.

I smell the smoke
or hear the crackle of the flames.

First I set up.

The house is on fire.

It's blazing.

That must have been the glass I heard,
breaking the lamp next to his bed.

I should go down there. I should.

I should do something.

Even if I die trying to save him, anyone
would try and save the person they love.

But you didn't try

this.

I must've had

no right. And

I got lost there.

I got there and watched the flames.

And I did nothing.

I let him die.

And I did not say

afterwards.

When the fire was up,
it seemed to me that I must have done.

Something because there were birds
blisters on my hands and arms.

But they wouldn't believe me.

They wouldn't listen.

They said I started the fire
because I wanted to be rid of them.

It's not true, but it's not true.

Of course it's not true.

But I did with him. They threw it away.

They were right. They were not right.

You can't blame yourself
for what happened.

I could have saved him.

Janet, listen to me.

You did all you could. Oh, anyone could.

A good wife would have done more.

You were a good way.

Just can't

spend the rest of your life
punishing yourself.

Right
then the w*r played a cruel trick on you.

But now the agony is over.

There's pain in the memory.

Of course. There probably always will be.

But it's bearable because it's not real,

you know?

It's not real.

Real like this

with these trees.

Like your plans for the future? No.

I believe that nothing is real
this moment.

You being here with your arms around.

I was hoping you would let Joanna continue
with the train.

I don't know.

She's perfectly all right.

No threat to anyone.

Oh, maybe I'm
thinking of what's best for her.

Why do you tell her to?

It's quite a shock

picturing a man as a perfect husband
and then being forced to live with love

is only a mockery. That's right.

Well, we wouldn't want
that same thing to happen again, would we?

How could it?

What are you to Janet Douglas?

David, I'm a doctor.

No more than that.

Well, just now
she's feeling a certain dependency on me

that can happen with a doctor

and a patient when they're going through
something like this.

And what happens
when she can't depend on you anymore?

Well, by the time she has to face,

that will have given her back
her self-confidence.

Can she go on with us?

I was to wait till we get to Dawson

to answer that.

Who do?

Who did he

marry? Hello?

Oh, hello.

How are you feeling? Much better,
thank you.

I thought I'd give these things
a good airing as long as we've stopped.

Doctor.

Not around, No.

He went to see Mr. Hale about my passage
to California.

Oh, he's
taking you right on to California.

One day his wife will think about that.

And he tell you about his wife.

Her and the two children
are waiting out there for him.

Funny you wouldn't tell you.

He heard all the rest of it.
Their pictures

carries them in.

That medical bag.

It's a

beautiful woman

I know. Prettier than you.

You feeling poorly?

Maybe you've overdone yourself.

Yes, General.

Oh, you run. Away, didn't you?

No, no.

You know, you're not supposed to go out
nowhere without the doctor. Why?

What's the matter?

You two have a fight?

Don't you fret.

I'm going to look after you.

He don't know how to
handle a woman like you. But

you and me, we're going to get along fine.

Leonard. Let her be.

You hear. Me?

Let her be be.

I don't.

How are you feeling, Andy?

Just fine.

Don't let on a mrs. Douglas, though.

I'm enjoying this care.
She's giving me too much.

Go and get mine.

If I took her out for a little pressure.

No, I guess that'd be all right.

All right for a while. Without me.

Just fine.

Thanks. Hmm.

Coffee?

No, thank you.

Gena.

I didn't mean to lead you on
and then disillusion you.

Oh, David, you didn't lead me on.

You were strong and gentle.

All the things I'd been looking for
for so long and hadn't been able to find

for a while.

I forgot that you were a doctor
treating a patient.

And I only thought of you as a man.

And I thought I was in love with you
because

I needed to know that I could love
somebody.

Hasn't always been easy to think of you

as just a patient

if things were different.

But they aren't.

And my doctor tells me

to look at the truth
and learn to live with.

Evening.

Good evening, Mr. Hale.

Duke said you wanted to see me?

Yes. About Jana's passage West.

Yeah.

I have a sister who lives in Monterey.

I'm sure she'll be happy to have Dennis
stay with her for a while.

And I've got friends and business there

that I'll be able to help her
find some sort of suitable work.

Sounds like everything's all worked out.

Except for one small thing.

What? I'm not going.

I thought it's what you wanted.

But it would be so easy

for me to let you and your sister
and your friends make a new life for me.

I'm sure it would be very good life.

It wouldn't be mine.

I'll be leading the train at Dawson.

It's up to you.

I have to go back to Palmer Falls.

I have to straighten out the old life
before I can start building the new.

I'll see you in the morning.

That night.

Good night, Mr.

Hill.

Night.

Think I'm doing the best thing, don't you?

Yes. Well,

you don't seem very happy about it,

Doctor.

Always happy to see a patient get well.

Be able to stand alone.

Oh, some sadness in it, too.

Not being needed.

Excuse me, Doctor,
but you better come quick.

What's the matter?

It's all Frank Baker.

He's got an awful pain in his middle,
and he's blaming it on Charlie.

Stu, how many times have
I warned that man?

You've got something
to eat, don't you? Don't

anybody get.