04x11 - Time of the Traitor

[bunniefuu]

Steven!

Help me!

Help me!

The wagon
skidded off the road!

He made me jump
or he would've got
clear himself.

Easy now, Millie.

Well, he's--
he's still alive.

[ g*nshots ]

It's the boss's boy.

Ride for the doctor,
quick.

Closest one's in Laramie,
that's a half a day's ride.

Get him!

Help me get this off.

Where's Vic?

Boss won't be home
till midnight.

How did it happen?

The wagon turned over.

Get some water,
we'll clean him up.

He needs a doctor.

I've sent for one.

Now stop making me
say everything twice

and get some water.

You better go on home,
Millie.

We'll take care of him
right.

No, I want to stay here.

If I've to
start wrangling too,

they'll pay me darn
well for it.

Oh, now, Mose,
it wasn't Slim's fault

the cattle
broke through the fence.

Well, where is Jess?

Seems like there ought to be
one of them here.

He went into Laramie
for some supplies.

He'll be back
in the morning.

Now if you could stop
complaining for a minute,

I might tell you
there's a cake in the kitchen.

Now I'll have to make
more than a half hour...

What kind of cake,
chocolate?

It'll be ready
when you are.

You're sure bandaging
Buttons' paw

better than I was,
mister.

Maybe I've had more
practice, son.

You a doctor?

I was long time ago.

I'm sorry for the delay.

We have to tend
our patient here anyway.

Look how well he bandaged
Buttons' paw, Aunt Daisy.

It's wonderful.

Would you accept
a piece of cake as a fee?

It was fresh baked
this morning.

I think that'd be
a fair exchange.

Me too?

Doctor's assistants
usually get a fee.

I'll only be a minute.

I'll miss her cooking,

but someday I'm gonna
go to California too.

You ever been there
before?

No, this is my first trip.

Jess, he's my friend.

He's been there.

He says it's a place

where a man
can get a fresh start.

I hope your friend is right.

Here, I think,
I think that should do it.

Now walk him a little

and we'll see
if the bandage is too tight.

Thanks, mister.

Come on, Buttons.

[ horses approaching ]

That's a good way
to windbreak a horse,

pushing him real hard.

Oh, it's them two
from the Prescott Ranch.

I might have known.

Mose.

You trying to see

which one can k*ll
his horse first?

We're heading for Laramie,
we need fresh mounts.

I don't wonder

from how you've been
treating your own.

Can't be help.

We're riding
for the doctor.

What's wrong?

Steve's hurt bad.
A wagon rolled on him.

You don't have to go
all the way to Laramie.

There's a doctor inside
with Aunt Daisy.

You sure, son?

Well, he said he was.

Mrs. Cooper, the boy says
there's a doctor here.

A doctor?

Well, please, ma'am,
we're in a mighty big hurry.

You the doc?

Why, yes,
but it's been sometime

since I attended anybody.

Well, you better
come with us,

we got a man
hurt real bad.

Well, you don't understand.

We do understand,

the boss' son could be
bleeding to death,

while we stand here
talking about it.

Now can you help him?

Maybe I could,
but if you'll just listen I'll--

We'll listen,

after you fix him up.

MOSE: Hold on, Manton.

Don't you try
to stop us, Mose.

We're sorry, Mrs. Cooper,

but it's Vic Prescott's boy.

Ah, you'll be well paid
for your time, let's go.

No trouble, Mose.

You come along
and help with the horses.

Do I've a choice?

Not this time.

We'll bring him back soon
as he's finished, Mrs. Cooper.

All right, doc,
let's go.

High-handed shenanigans,

just 'cause
they ride for Prescott.

But if Stevie's
badly hurt--

But they didn't ask the doc,
they just took him.

I'm gonna get Slim.

Mike?

Mike, be careful!

We were lucky, we found a doc
at Slim Sherman's place.

He wasn't much willing
to help though.

I never heard of a medical man
holding back

when somebody
is in trouble.

Are you their employer?

I'll do
until Mr. Prescott gets back.

I've been foreman
of this ranch for 20 years.

Now let's go--

Now just a minute.

For what?

If it's money
you're worried about,

you'll get
more than enough.

Money has nothing
to do with it.

Then the rest don't matter,
does it?

All that counts
is you tending to Steve

and no more talk about it.

Just how bad is he, doc?

I think I could save him,

but I'll have to amputate
his arm.

No.

Are you sure you know
what you're talking about?

You wanted
my professional help

badly enough
to bring me here,

now all I can do is tell you
the truth as I see it.

We should've kept on riding,

should've gone
for Doc Philips in Laramie.

That's good
that you didn't.

The boy would've been dead
when you get back.

Hobey,
what are we going to do?

His only chance to live
is for me to operate

and stop the bleeding.

Well, can you hold off
until his father gets here?

This boy means
everything in the world to him.

It's for him
to decide.

Can he get back here
in a half hour?

Not from out of
town he can't,
it's 25 miles.

Well, then you're going
to have to decide.

Me, huh?

Somebody will have to,
and now.

Hobey,

if it's his only chance...

All right, go ahead

but see to it
that he lives.

Just the high-handed way
you went about it, that's all.

It was the only thing
we could do, Slim.

There was no time
to argue with him.

The important thing
was saving Steve's life.

At the cost of his arm?

I hope Vic thinks
the same way.

How long
they been up there?

Almost an hour.

It's gonna be rough
on Steve.

I'd hate to be
in Hobey's boots.

He's got to
tell the boss.

Will he be all right now?

He's young and strong,
a month, 5 weeks,

he should be up and around
the same as ever.

But he won't be the same.

If I were to tell you
that his handicap's

going to be more mental
than physical,

you wouldn't believe that,
would you?

No.

Then I won't try
to convince you.

Let's both just be grateful
that he's going to live.

Will he be all right,
doc?

Is he gonna make it?

All he needs now is rest,
and plenty of it.

Doctor, I'm Slim Sherman.

I run the relay station

where you stopped
this morning.

Well, I'm glad to meet you,
Mr. Sherman.

I'm afraid I've missed
my stagecoach, haven't I?

Well, there'll be
another one along tomorrow.

I just want you know
that I'm sorry

about the way
all of this happened.

No problem.

I'm glad to have been
able to help.

We're mighty indebted
to you, doctor.

And it goes way beyond
just saying thanks.

I want you to know

we'll be happy to pay you
any amount you need.

No need for that.

I would like to ride back
to the relay station

with Mr. Sherman
here though.

I expect they've got
all my baggage there.

Sure.

Get his horse, Colie.

Well, doctor,
you're welcome

to spend the night
at our place if you'd like.

That way, you'll save
a trip into town

and catch the morning stage
after breakfast.

Well, thanks,
I'd appreciate that

if it's not too much trouble
to you.

If anyone's been put
to trouble has been you.

And listen, if we hurry
you can sample

some of Daisy's good cooking.

How far is it
to the ranch?

Just over the hill.

We'll be there by supper.

Oh.

Mr. Sherman,

did you ever hear
of John Wilkes Booth?

Yeah, he was the assassin
that shot President Lincoln.

What about him?

Well, it was a man
who helped Booth to escape.

He set his leg
and patched him up

on a little farm
in Maryland.

But I don't suppose
you remember all that.

Well, only that the traitors
were convicted and ex*cuted.

Well, not all those who were
convicted were traitors

and not all of them
were ex*cuted.

I don't understand,
why are you telling me this?

Because I think
you have a right to know.

I'm Samuel Mudd,

the doctor who was convicted
to helping Booth to escape.

What was that doctor's name
or did you think to ask, huh?

No, I didn't.
I thought you did.

Vic sure ain't gonna
like this.

[ horses approaching ]

Now there's his
palomino now.

I can tell by the sound.

Yeah, he sure
gonna blow sky high

when you tell him.

Don't you think
I know that?

Hobey.

The place sure is quiet.

I thought Steve
was gonna talk to me

then stay for supper.

Yeah, well,
he was, Vic, but...

see, there's been
an accident.

What?

The wagon overturned
on Steve.

What are you
talking about, Hobey?

Where is he?

He's up in his room.

But he's gonna be
all right.

Vic, we took care of it.
We got--

Vic, listen to me
a minute.

I know
what you're thinking.

But it was the only way
to save his life.

Almost better dead,
crippled up like this.

Oh, you don't mean that--

How can you say
such a thing?

Why did it have to be him?

Why?

He'll learn
to live with it.

I know it doesn't help any
to say it, but he will.

Doc Philips should have
tried to save his arm.

He's patched up
broken bones before.

It wasn't Doc Philips.

What?

The boys found another doctor
at Sherman's place.

He was traveling through
on the stage.

They what?

Well, Vicky--

Who was the doctor?

I don't exactly know.

You don't exactly know?

You mean,
you let a stranger,

some butcher do this
to Steve?

Vic, he wasn't
that kind of a man, Vic.

He, he--

You don't know
what kind he was.

You should've
gotten Philips.

There wasn't time.

He said that
Steve would've died

before Doctor Philips
could've gotten here.

He's said,
of course he said.

Where is he now?

He's staying the night
at Sherman's place.

Where are you going?

Where do you think?

Well, I'm going with you.

You stay here,
right here until I get back.


Hobey,

you're going to
answer for this.

The stage doesn't leave
until 9:00.

If you get up early,

we could go fishing
down at the lake.

Well, thanks, Mike,
I'd like that.

Come along, Mike,
you run off to bed.

If you oversleep,
I'll wake you, huh?

Fair enough.

Mike...

Ah, gee...

Can Buttons
come sleep with me?

Oh, not tonight, tiger.

He's had enough excitement
for one day,

and so have you.

Goodnight, Mike.

Goodnight.

Doctor.

I hope you're not
sending him off to bed

early on my account.

He's a fine boy.

Yeah.

But in 10 minutes,
he'd be fast asleep

in his own chair.

Doctor Mudd,
you made a point

of telling us quite a bit
about yourself before supper.

Is that because
you're expecting trouble?

I guess
I've grown used to it.

I just didn't want
accept your hospitality

without first letting you know
what you might be in for.

Oh, but the Lincoln trial
was years ago.

Surely people must realize

you wouldn't be
a free man today

if you haven't been
able to clear yourself.

I'm afraid
some people only believe

what they want
to believe.

Sit down, doctor.

Ever since John Wilkes Booth
shot President Lincoln

and then came to me
for help,

it's been hard to separate
his life from mine.

I thought you said
you didn't know Booth.

I didn't
until he came to my house

and asked me to put a splint
on his injured leg.

I had no way of knowing
he was Lincoln's assassin.

To me, he was just like
your young friend Prescott.

Somebody who was hurt
and who needed doctoring.

And for that you were sent
to prison at Dry Tortugas.

Well, it could
have been worse,

at least
I wasn't ex*cuted

like Mary Surratt
and the others.

Actually
if Mary Surratt's son

hadn't told
all he knew about it,

I would have gone
to the gallows

the same as they did.

Well, the...

newspapers printed
anything about your release?

Probably not out here.

And President Johnson
who signed my pardon

isn't likely to put out
any statement about it.

Why not?

It hasn't anything
to do with me.

But there's talk
that Johnson may be impeached.

So I guess he has troubles
enough of his own

without having
to defend me.

Oh.

I still can't get over it,

your spending


when you hadn't committed
any real crime at all.

I've learned to live
with that part of it.

The worst of it is,

there are some people
who'd like to see me

back in Dry Tortugas
or maybe even dead.

Nice country out here...

lot of it.

Good place
to start over again.

That's what I'm looking for,
a place to start over,

haven't found it yet.

That's why I'm heading west.

So this could be it.

I don't know.

Makes the past seem
a long time ago.

You know, I'm wondering
if I'd feel the same way you do

if it happened to me.

I think you would.

It doesn't make much sense
to hate something

it's over
and done with.

You hold no anger for the men
who convicted you?

Well, I'm not all
that of a man.

I'm afraid I do.

You know, Mr. Lincoln
was kind of a special man.

I remember I've read
all of his speeches

I could get my hands on.

He had the gift
of making people feel

he was talking straight
to 'em, made 'em feel like

they counted
for something.

And of course
to lose in the--

Have him k*lled
the way that he was,

it's just natural that
people would feel like

they lost
part of their family.

Well, I was born and raised
in the south, Mr. Sherman,

so it's hard for me to believe
in everything he did, but--

I can't deny
he was a great man.

To punish those who k*lled him
was obviously right.

Some of us were carried
along in the storm, that's all.

That storm
ought to be over now.

But it isn't, for just
the reasons you've said.

As long as
anyone can remember my name,

they'll always be those
who were quick to judge

and quicker to hate.

Well, we better turn in.

If I know Mike,
he'll be waking you up

with at crack of dawn
to go fishing.

No problem there.

I haven't had a fish pole
in my hands for years.

I'm looking forward to it.

[ horse approaching ]

Sherman...

Howdy, Mr. Prescott.

Is this the one?

What are you
talking about?

Is he the one
who crippled Steve?

I operated on your son,
if that's what you mean.

You butchered him.

And--
Wait a minute.

Stay out of this
or you'll get the same as him.

Nobody rides on my ranch

and threatens me
or any of my friends.

Sherman, this ten-horn quack
ruined my boy's life

and he's gonna
pay for it!

I'll fix you,
so you will never--

Hold it, hold it, Prescott,
right now!

Samuel Mudd,

you call him a friend?

Do you know who he is?

Yes, I do.

He's welcome here?

Yeah.

Sherman,
when folks hear about--

you're harboring this traitor,

you'll be run
out of the territory.

Three months ago,
President Johnson signed

an order for my release.

I've got it inside
if you want to see it.

Any man slippery enough
to break out of prison

could get himself
a paper.

You'll have to do
better than that,

especially since you owe
your life to me.

Now what are you
talking about?

Take a look, doctor,

a real good look.

Prescott is the name,
Major Prescott.

It was my detachment
that arrested you.

I stopped
some of your neighbors

from stringing you up
to the nearest tree.

Remember?

Yes, I remember.

And I saved you
to do this to my boy.

If there were any justice,
you'd have been dead long ago.

That's enough, Prescott.

He's coming back with me.

What for?

I want to hear
from Doc Philips

that he did
the right thing.

Well, then you go ask
Doc Philips!

Hobey is getting him now.

Are you that sure
you did right?

Would you face a real doctor
with what you did?

Of course I will.

You don't have to.

You did
what you knew was right.

You don't have to prove it.

No need to involve you
any further.

If Doctor Philips knows
his profession,

he can clear this up
once and for all.

I'll get my things.

He's not going
with you.

Keep out of this,
Sherman.

You didn't send
for Doc Philips.

You just want to get him
away from here.

That's right.

Now I've got two reasons
to settle things with him.

Well, you're not gonna
get the chance

'cause I'm gonna--

Easy.

Give me that g*n,
Sherman.

Easy now.

Saddle him a horse.

Get over there with him.

You're getting in
over your head.

Shut up.

Get that horse saddled.

You don't have to threaten him,
major, I'm going.

You bet you are.

You won't live long enough
to reach his place.

I said shut up.

Get going.

Mr. Prescott,

there's a 12-gauge shotgun
aimed right at your back,

don't make me use it.

SLIM: You want to argue
with her?

I wouldn't try that.

Now give me that g*n,
both of them.

This ain't
the end of it, Sherman.

I don't know whether
I could have fired it or not.

Neither did he,

but I'm glad
for all of our sakes,

he didn't chance it.

Now inside.

No.

Let him go.

Let him go?

He had every intention
of k*lling you.

I still have.

It's over now.
Let him go.

Why, he'd be back within 2 hours
with half his wranglers.

Now inside!

Sherman,
you got my word on it.

You'll regret this,
the longest day you live.

And I'll catch up with you,
wherever you go.

You're in no position
to threaten anybody, Prescott.

You keep it up
and you'll be wearing a gag.

You can't hold me
forever.

I don't intend to.

I'll turn you
over to the sheriff

in Laramie
tomorrow morning.

Save your talk for him.

[ door opens ]

Hi, Button.

[ dog barking ]

Shh.

You wake anybody up

and you'll have to
sleep outside.

[ clattering ]

[ g*nshots ]

It's too dark out there.

I missed him clean.

I want you to know how sorry
I am for causing all this.

It's not your doing.

Well, the result's the same,
bringing things down on you

and everyone else
around here.

Forget it.

We'll have a chance to settle
with Vic Prescott.

They'll be back.

And he won't be alone.

And I can't
let that happen.

There's nothing
you can do about it.

Steve.

Hobey, where is Pa?

He'll be here soon.

You just rest easy.

Hobey, my arm.

Oh, you're gonna be
all right.

Why did you
let him do that to me?

Because I didn't want
you dead.

Listen to me, boy.

There ain't nothing
you did before

that you can't learn
again.

This doesn't stop you
from living.

Yeah, tell me.

You get no sympathy
from me.

I don't want any.

Good, because
that's for the weak.

Truth is with the strong.

Get out.

I helped raise you strong,

so you get the truth.

The truth is,
I'm a cr*pple.

The truth is,
you got a lousy break.

The truth is
you lost an arm.

And the truth is,

if you're the man
I think you are,

it'll make you
a better man.

You sit there

all whole
tell me some more, huh.

I'll tell you
that I'd have given my life

to spare you this.

But that isn't the way life is,
it deals the cards

and you play
the hand you get.

Now you can lie there
and snivel

and you'll get no help.

You'll do it alone

or you can make up your mind
to start over again

and you get
all the help you can use.

Hobey, I'm scared.

What's wrong with that?

I can't.

Now listen, Steve,

before I joined your father's
detachment in '63,

I served with a man
that didn't know that word,

his name is Oliver Howard.

General O.O. Howard

was one of the toughest men
in the union army.

He rode like a Comanche
and he led his soldiers

like a born fighting man
and he had one arm!

And he was worth
any 10 men under him.

He was different.

You bet he was different
because he chose to be

just like you can.

Can I hope?

You can and if you fall
I'll be right there to kick you

until you get up again.

Oh, after doing this
to you,

I don't see how that man
would dare to come back.

You don't know Prescott,
Daisy.

He'll be back.

As soon as I finish this,
I'll leave.

That way there'll be
no reason for any trouble

even if he does show up.

And how far
do you think you'd get?

Wandering around the country
in the middle of the night.

I don't think it matters.

This is something just
between myself and Prescott.

Not anymore, it isn't.

Slim's right.

Way that man
is acting,

he's a menace
to the entire area.

That's a hard thing
to understand.

How can a man
be sane one minute

then go completely
haywire the next?

Hate's a hard emotion
to live with.

What's happening
to Prescott

now probably has been
building up for a long time,

he just needed someone
like me to set it off.

Here are the bandages
you wanted, Aunt Daisy.

Thank you, Mike.

Now you go back to bed.

Do I have to?

I can't sleep just thinking
about what about.

Yes, you can.

Just don't think
about it.

Put your mind
on something else.

How can I
when Slim's getting hurt

is all my fault?

All your fault?

How do you figure that,
tiger?

Well, you know the storeroom
where you tied Mr. Prescott up?

Yeah, what about it?

Well, I got up for a drink

and I saw a lamp
burning in there.

And when I smelled
something funny,

like a rope burning

but I thought
it was the fireplace.

I guess I should have
yelled for you.

It was lucky
you didn't yell, Mike.

There's no telling
what Prescott might have done.

You hightail
into bed, huh.

Okay.

A man can stick to his beliefs,
fight against any odds

until it starts involving
the young and the innocent.

Then you'll wonder
if it's worth it,

and you start backing off.

But, Dr. Mudd,
don't all doctors take an oath,

something about
helping human beings

when they need it,
no matter who they are?

Yes.

Yes, we do.

And living up to oath

has meant nothing
but trouble for me.

You did what you knew
was right, as a doctor.

Perhaps,

but some people don't think
I did right as a citizen.

There's an oath of allegiance
to our country too.

And what do you do

when one duty
contradicts another?

No matter
which way you go

somebody will say
you are wrong.

But at the Prescott Ranch,
you had no choice.

That boy would have died
if you hadn't done something

right then.

Probably.

But there's something
I didn't do, Mrs. Cooper.

I didn't tell them
who I was.

From what I hear,
they didn't give you a chance.

It's a good excuse
I suppose.

But if I'd really wanted to,
I think I could have told them.

Maybe I was afraid.

But that would have
caused a delay

which might have k*lled
Steve Prescott.

You knew that.

You weren't
only protecting yourself.

Well, it's done now.

An oath or no oath I think
I'm through being a doctor.

Well, you can't do that.

You got no right to stop
helping the people

who need you.

I've no right to involve
people like you

and Mrs. Cooper
and young Mike in the trouble

my helping others
always seems to cause.

Oh, if it were just me,
I wouldn't mind.

I've been through enough

so that no matter
what they hand me now,

I think
I could face up to it.

But I'm through
dragging others down.

There might be others
that believe in you, doctor,

that figure they liked
a share in that trouble.

Well, that's something
I appreciate,

but I certainly
can't encourage.

I'm going to turn in.

Goodnight.

Goodnight.

Vic, what happened to you?

It's no concern of yours.

Oh, come off it,
I'm Hobey, remember?

I remember everything.

You know
who that doctor was?

I told you I didn't.

It's Samuel Mudd, the man
who helped k*ll Lincoln.

Well, I don't believe it.

Nobody is asking to.

Well, how could it be him?

Mudd was sent to prison
for life, wasn't he?

He wouldn't be the first man
to break his way out.

The boss told us
the whole story.

And Sherman
is helping him.

How do you know?

He kept me tied up
half the night.

But, Vic, you got to be
wrong about Sherman.

You calling me a liar?

I'm saying that Sherman
wouldn't help

an escaped convict,

not one the likes of
Dr. Mudd, if it is him.

You've seem
to forget our residuum.

And he admitted
who he was.

Oh, so now you're going back
after him, is that it?

Listen, Vic,
you can't do it!

Don't tell me
what I can do.

Why...

Slim,
I don't want to leave.

Bill Base would put you
and Mike up at his place

for the rest of the night.

Well, of course he would.

But if I was gonna run away
every time trouble shows up,

I'd have been gone long ago
and for good.

Well, look at it
another way.

If things do get hard
around here,

I'll be needing some help.

By your going,

you can get bait started
on rounding up some men.

Well, I still say I'd--

Now, Daisy, that's it.

I want you
and Mike to go.

In fact you can take
the doctor with you.

If there is any gunplay
around here,

I don't want him
getting mixed up with it.

Do you really think
the doctor would go

if he felt
there's gonna be trouble?

I'm not gonna give him
the choice.

Dr. Mudd.

Dr. Mudd!

Slim!

He left this for you.

Well, if he wants
to get k*lled,

I can't think
of a better way.

What are you going to do?

Going after him.

He didn't take a horse,
I would have heard him.

And traveling at night,

he'll probably
stick to the trails.

If there's trouble?

I hope I can stop him.

Goodbye, Daisy.

Well, it looks like
he's running out on you,

Mr. Prescott.

Only he's running
in the wrong direction, boss.

Anyway, you can leave
Slim Sherman out of this now.

What are you gonna do
with him?

That old tree back there,
we'll see that he gets

what Mary Surratt
and the other traitors got,

then I'll settle
with Sherman.

You've picked the wrong part
of the country to hide in.

I wasn't hiding
and I've no reason to.

If you'd only listen--

I'm through
listening to you.

I don't know how you escaped
from that prison,

but you'll wish
you hadn't.

I was pardoned
by President Johnson.

I already told you that.

You were
sentenced to life.

I heard it
with my own ears.

Colie, tie his hands.

Gag him, Colie.

Get him
on to that horse.

You're not in on this?

Of course not.

Vic wouldn't be either
if he's in his right mind.

What are you doing here?

Same as you.

Vic knocked me out.

Charged here to see if--

and the boys
sent me after him.

The rope.

Get out of the way.

Tie it off.

What are you waiting for?

I said tie it off.

Everybody hold it.

Don't do it, Vic.

[ g*nsh*t ]

All right,
get rid of those g*ns.

You too.

Now take him down.

How is he?

Ah, it will take more than
one b*llet to do him in.

We better get him
to Doc Philips.

You picked a fine time
to worry about him.

He wouldn't have
pulled this

if you hadn't
come along with him.

How are you?

Your place is nearest,
Slim,

see if I can do something
for him there.

Steve.

Millie.

You look fine, Pa.

So do you, boy.

Prescott.

Sherman, I--

I hope
you'll be able to forget

what happened
between us.

I didn't come
all this way not to.

Eighteen months I spent
thinking about

what I was gonna say
when I got out,

but now
that is happening, I--

You don't have say
anything, Pa.

I could have spent
the rest of my life

inside those walls

if Dr. Mudd hadn't refused
to testify against me.

I just wish he were here
so I could tell him

how much getting
another chance means to me.

You wrote him,
he knows.

Well, Millie, do you think
you can stand it,

having me
for a dad-in-law?

We can talk about it
on the way home.

Here, I'll take your bag.

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