- If we could have
your attention
- for just two minutes.
- Uh-oh.
- We figured since Larry has
now turned 40, you know...
Madon',
he's over the hill.
- Things... right.
You go over the hill.
And, you know...
Larry and me, we
were close friends.
We were best friends.
He was best man at my wedding.
The people that are in the room
are here for one reason,
because of Larry.
He's someone with
integrity with honor...
Um, with courage.
- I felt that Larry
genuinely liked me
and considered me to be
one of his best friends.
I would do anything for him.
He made me feel like he
was a brother of mine.
I'm just proud that
Larry's my friend.
I'm proud to be his friend.
And, uh, we look forward
to, uh, doing this again
in another ten
years for our 50ths.
- Yay!
- Hear, hear.
Larry! Larry! Larry!
Whoo!
When I met Larry Ray,
he, uh, introduced
himself as a business guy.
And I was the first
deputy commissioner
in the New York City
Department of Correction.
We talked five times a day.
Uh, I met him at the
gym in the morning.
Want to go to dinner,
he'd come in the city;
I'd go to New Jersey.
We were together all the time.
- Larry had significant
business relationships.
You could
tell he had money.
He had a nice house.
He seemed like a great father,
very attentive to his daughter.
Didn't want for nothing.
Uh, you know, was
constantly traveling abroad.
- Larry would tell me he's
going to Russia next week.
He'll be back, you
know, in a few days.
He came off that he was
successful and very smart.
- What I really want
to say is thank you,
everybody, for being here.
It was a really nice surprise.
I had only half a clue.
I thought I knew
everything about him,
about his family,
and come to realize
in later years,
um, I knew nothing.
One day, Larry calls me,
and he tells me that
he's having a problem
and that the FBI
wants to indict him.
They want to prosecute him.
I mean, he was going crazy.
He was, you know,
"You got to help me."
- I was shocked.
He assured me that the
charges were baseless
and that he was innocent.
- He wanted me to call the head
of the FBI and talk to them.
And I said, "Dude, I'm not
calling no head of the FBI.
Whatever it is, it is.
You got to deal with it."
- The day after he was indicted,
newspaper reports came out
about him being involved with
people from organized crime.
It was devastating for him.
His whole
life fell apart.
- He began to blame
what was going on
on Bernie Kerik.
I just remember
people telling me
that Larry Ray is
publicly saying
I was hurting him in some way.
I have never hurt Larry,
conspired against him.
I just couldn't
believe all the things
I was reading about it,
how there's a
conspiracy against him,
including Vice President Cheney,
Bernie Kerik,
attorney general,
Mayor Giuliani.
He sounded crazy.
- Everything that went south
for him, he was a victim.
Never took responsibility
for anything
that wasn't going right.
When I first
met Larry in prison,
he had been relating to me
various concerns he had
about his daughters.
He felt that they were
under constant danger
from Bernard Kerik.
And that was how
he managed to get me
very dedicated to helping him.
After Lawrence Ray was
released from prison,
I made him an offer
that he could stay on
my living room couch.
He went from living on
my living room couch
to taking over my
one-bedroom apartment.
There were students
in my living room
at all hours of
the day and night,
sitting there attentively
listening to Mr. Ray.
I began to spend
more and more of my time
away from the apartment.
The less I was there, the
less I had to deal with him.
But before I left, I asked him,
"Why are you wasting
your precious time
with these students?"
In what I thought was an
exceedingly candid moment,
he said to me, "You and
I can only do so much.
But I'm building an army."
During that year,
occasionally I'd see
Dan or Santos about.
I saw Claudia at the
library occasionally.
And I don't know if I
ever really saw Talia
or Isabella that year at all.
They were going to
classes and things,
but they didn't have a social
life on campus anymore.
They weren't going to parties.
They weren't really
pursuing friendships
outside of their group.
Every time I did
see them walking around,
they would, like, cross the
street to be away from me.
Like, they wouldn't look at me.
I didn't look at them
after a little while.
We just kind of pretend...
Pretended the
others didn't exist.
They went from being
my closest friends
to people I couldn't even
make eye contact with
in passing anymore.
I miss being friends
with them, honestly.
They were some of my closest
friends for, you know,
a good two years there.
- They told me to come
visit a couple times.
And I was like, "I'm not
going anywhere near there."
I feared that
danger was imminent.
I just didn't trust him at all.
According to Larry,
what was going on in the
apartment was special
and people outside the group
wouldn't understand it.
We're all getting
better together.
We're all, like,
forging ahead together.
It's me, Dan, Claudia,
Yalitza, Isabella, and Larry
all in that tiny apartment.
Talia and I broke up, and
she was living on campus.
- Yeah.
He would have
us record confessions.
Even though it's unusual,
he's been so helpful for us.
Like, I believed
him when he said
that I did the wrong
thing, so I was just like,
"All right, so what's
the right thing?
And I'll do it."
I don't know.
I remember
people just standing
in the middle of the living room
crying for hours.
You're f*cked up, and
Larry's helping you.
And we can't leave because
then we'll be lost forever.
When he was
interrogating one of us,
he would say that
we never forget.
We just don't want to remember.
He would say,
"Why are you breaking my stuff?
Why are you treating
me this way?"
And it would be an
interrogation on why.
I don't know
how he arrived at,
"All of you have been conspiring
against me all along."
But, like, I can kind
of see the logical leaps
where he's just like,
"There's no reason
"for you all to be here.
"There's no reason for you all
"to keep destroying my things.
"So, like, why are you
all destroying my things?
Why are you all sabotaging me?"
And it's not that far
of a walk to, like,
"Did Kerik put you up to this?"
We would stay up in
these interrogations
until, like, 3:00,
4:00 in the morning.
It's like, your
willpower is gone.
We slept when he said to sleep.
And we ate only when he ate.
Getting me scared enough,
tired enough, and hungry enough,
I would just make something up.
The matter was never
allowed to be settled.
Like, I'm looking
for context clues
to try and figure out something
that there isn't an answer to.
This whole convoluted conspiracy
started taking form.
I started to write memories.
I ended up constructing
a narrative
that would not get me yelled at
or would not get me hit.
By the end, the
story was that Kerik
and a bunch of corrupt cops
had been talking to my parents
and paid them off to get me
and Claudia to sabotage Larry.
The goalposts
always move.
And more things were
added on as time went on.
He was recording you
because this was
like his evidence.
And...
It was all about adding
credibility to his stories.
You are now making things right
by confessing on the record
ostensibly to send
these recordings
to the authorities.
If you gave
him what he wanted,
it might give you a little
bit more status in the group,
which equated to safety.
I remember Isabella
alongside Larry.
She was helping Larry
by documenting things.
She was, like, close to an equal
or... so she was, like,
respected, you know.
And by always positioning
herself as supporting Larry,
she's, like, behind
the line of fire.
He had saved her,
and so she was,
like, devoted to him.
There was a confusing
blurring of lines
between father-daughter
and boyfriend-girlfriend.
- She wanted to be his person.
And so when Felicia
came into the picture,
Isabella was upset.
Hello.
It's my birthday today.
And look.
These are the flowers
that I got today
from Honey Bunny Man.
They say, "All
my love forever."
My sister
Felicia is the oldest.
She got into Harvard from going
to JFK Public School
in the Bronx...
And managed to get to
Harvard... a full ride.
Then she got into
Columbia Medical School...
A full ride as well.
So she's
living in Los Angeles,
doing her residency
in psychiatry.
And she comes to visit.
The four of us go
have dinner together.
Felicia tells me later on
it was love at
first sight for her.
And for him too... it was, like,
a mutual falling-in-love moment.
We all went
back to the apartment.
She ended up talking to
him late into the night.
She was studying to
be a psychiatrist,
and this was a guy who
could keep up with her
beat for beat on psychiatry.
When she
went back to LA,
they maintained a
long-distance relationship.
They're talking on the
phone, like, every day.
- One day, all of a sudden,
Larry is telling me,
"We gotta get your
sister out of LA."
- He puts her on speaker,
and she sounds absolutely, like,
broken up and abs... Like,
she sounded terrified.
- I was just confused as
to, like, what is happening.
Like, what's going
on over there?
It was something
about people were after her
and trying to hurt her.
It was unclear who they were.
But they wanted to hurt her
because she was dating Larry.
- It was just like,
all hands on deck.
Like, Felicia needs
to get out of LA.
And then she's in New York City.
- Her whole life she's
known what she wanted,
and she had a goal,
and she went for it.
Like, what happened
in LA that got her
to come to New York City all...
In an emergency situation?
- She was like a shadow
of her normal self.
And now she's also
saying it was Kerik.
- In general, everything was
getting more and more chaotic.
I was so exhausted and
emotionally drained.
There is a steady progression
in my thinking of, like,
doubts coming in,
being less and less sure
about what was going on.
I can't really make
sense of this conspiracy
and who are these people
and why are they
interested in Felicia.
I just didn't really get it.
Larry had a sense
maybe that I doubted.
He kept saying to everyone,
"Danny doesn't believe.
Like, Danny doesn't f*cking...
You know... won't listen."
- And then he'd be like,
"You believe me now?
Like, are you embarrassed?
Like, you feel bad?"
You know?
And I was getting
more and more crushed
into a corner,
just a terrible situation
that I was trapped in
that wouldn't end.
It felt almost impossible
for me to leave
just because I was so dug in.
Like, I had, like,
vouched for this guy
so much with my parents
and created distance
between them
that at the time, I was like,
"I don't know if I
can, like, fix that."
I wrote an email.
Says, "Dan, why can't you
return a call, text, or email?
"How long does it take?
"Something else
must be going on.
"Help me understand.
"This only seems to happen
when you are at Larry's.
"But I can't figure it out.
"Are you in a trance, drugs?
"Fathers worry. I worry.
"Someday you will understand.
"Know that I will always
love you no matter what.
"I just want you to
be the best you can be
"and a good man.
Love, Dad."
It's a good email.
- Good email.
- I think Larry was trying
to shut down communications.
I didn't want to
get it to a point
where I was making
Dan choose sides.
I kind of felt like if we
made a big issue about Larry,
it would just shut Dan off more.
When Dan
was in the hot seat
that really, really bad night,
it was, like, so beyond
just, like, a "regular"
interrogation.
Uh-uh. Huh?
Huh? Uh-uh. Uh-uh.
Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm.
Okay.
As punishment,
he made this rope
out of aluminum
foil and plastic...
Had me, like, wrap it
around my genitals.
And then he was twisting
that to tighten that.
At this point, there's just,
like, nothing left of me.
We're all just, like,
doing this thing
that is never gonna end.
The moment I remember
was this night
that somehow everyone was gone.
And in some ways,
I wonder if, like,
that's all it took, 'cause
I was just constantly
surrounded by people always,
and somehow there
was this one night.
It just occurred to me
to go up on the roof.
Then there's the water tower.
There wasn't anything else
nearly as tall around,
so I climbed up...
Laid back on this roof.
I could literally just
move, like, half an inch,
and I would just
slide off of it.
That would be the end.
Whatever this is,
whatever is going on,
it's, like, not...
It doesn't make
sense or feel good.
The whole thing was supposed
to be about the truth.
And I wasn't being
honest with myself.
Maybe he is a bad guy.
Like, I started to
let myself think that.
I sat there for a while,
looking at the city.
It was beautiful.
To me, it felt like
I had gotten out
of the mental prison,
and all I wanted was to leave.
Really soon after,
I took my stuff
and had no plans to come
back ever to that apartment.
Once I went to campus, it
was just... I cut them off.
Signed up for an extra class.
I got a job, and then
I got a second job
so that I could legitimately
say I had no time, you know?
Just too busy to go back.
Larry calls, and I
don't answer the phone.
And then every time after that,
I choose not to answer
and to not call him,
to not go back.
I assumed that everyone else,
at least Santos and Claudia,
would have left
the way that I did.
But it just got worse.
When Dan no
longer was around,
Larry was like, "Dan gave up.
"He gave up on the path
to success and happiness
and being a good person."
And that was, like, a
dismissed, like, "Oh, yeah,
"we don't... we don't
talk about Dan anymore
because he... he gave up."
- Man, I remember thinking like,
"Wow, he's... he's escaping."
Like, I vaguely thought
that I was like,
"Man, I wish I could just leave,
"but I'm stuck now
because of all the
stuff that I did."
In the apartment,
relationships kind of withered
where we didn't feel
comfortable talking
to each other about
stuff anymore.
By this point, what Larry
said was always the truth.
You know, it was my
word against his,
and who the f*ck am I?
I just thought that I couldn't
trust what I felt anymore.
Okay.
- I was placed on medical
leave from school.
I no longer had my
friends to talk to
or my school.
And all that was left was Larry.
- To your parents, friends,
relatives, and honored guests
who have joined us on
this happy spring day
to celebrate one of
life's great milestones,
I'm delighted to welcome
you to the commencement
of the class of 2013.
Talia Lauren Ray.
Isabella Constance Pollok.
Daniel Barban Levin.
You make so many
good memories with people,
and you just kind of
assume that you're
gonna keep having them.
The last time I
talked to Claudia
was on that booze cruise on
the last day after graduation.
I had a little bit
too much to drink
and was starting to
get really riled up
and angry about
those friendships.
And I could see them.
They were right there
across the boat.
I went over there, and I was
like, "Are you guys okay?
"Like, you know you're
in a cult, right?
Like, you know is
this so bad, right?"
I think I hit a breaking point.
Talia was laughing it off.
And Isabella was just,
like, kind of uncomfortable.
Claudia was like, "Okay,
Raven, like, get out of here."
I wasn't, like, mad.
I wasn't, like, yelling at them.
But I was, like, loudly,
strongly pleading.
What if I never see them again
and something bad happens?
That
summer, a bunch of us
ended up in Pinehurst,
North Carolina, with Larry.
His stepdad owned a
property down there.
Larry wanted to
fix up the property
as a gift to his father.
There's, like, patchy grass.
The backyard is,
like, uneven mounds
and scrambled bits of trees.
It was, like,
torrential rain that summer.
I didn't know what I was doing.
I was just following his lead.
Digging,
shoveling, moving trees.
He put a lock on the fridge.
We weren't allowed to eat
without his permission.
It was, like, bonkers.
It was just, like,
impossible situation.
- The guy wouldn't sleep.
He was, like, on 100, 120
milligrams of Adderall
every day.
Like, he would pop all at once
in the morning.
- I mean, it was worse
when he wasn't on Adderall,
'cause then he was, like,
a million miles a minute,
running roughshod over
everyone and everything.
Okay.
Just like purgatory.
There's no end in sight.
It's like t*rture.
And on top of that, my
relationship with Felicia
was, like, breaking down,
like, to a severe degree
because Felicia
was breaking down
emotionally and mentally.
She's my older
sister who has been
so capable my entire life.
I was tasked with
babysitting her, essentially.
Larry.
- But the same time, I was the
one triggering her breakdowns.
I was blamed for
her deterioration.
And then Larry's
having health issues,
or at least it seems like he is.
And there's, like,
no real explanation
for why his wound on
his leg isn't healing.
So then it's like,
who would do that?
Isabella is the one
tending to his wound.
Felicia is a doctor.
She's not gonna harm him.
So who would do that except me?
Except I don't
remember doing it.
Larry's looking at me,
waiting for me to say something.
Isabella's looking at me
like, "b*tch, say something."
I'm thinking that maybe
I just forgot doing it
and therefore I'm
a terrible person.
And then it comes
up that I supposedly
poisoned Felicia in Los
Angeles two years prior
and that explained... like,
that was, like, an explanation
for her mental state.
As soon as I started confessing
that I poisoned her,
I remember her basically
looking at me like,
"How can you do this to me?"
This is hell for me.
This is like... this is like...
When is this gonna be
over? There's, like, no...
I confessed to
poisoning my sister.
Like, I confessed to,
like, hurting people.
Like, what... what... what's...
Like, what's after
this, you know?
How am I supposed to repay
someone's, like, life?
Like, that... that
amount is, like...
There's no amount to that.
I can't make a list
of, like, a...
You know?
It was just t*rture to be there.
One night, I sneak
out to the front
where our work shoes are.
I slip mine on
and then walk out
off the property...
Through the neighborhood,
and out into the highway.
I find a trail
next to the highway
that's hidden by the trees,
just make my way down
until that ran out.
And I run across the highway...
To, like, hide from the
potential search party.
Night sky was clear.
You know, I could see,
like, all the stars.
It was kind of
peaceful, you know?
'Cause I was away
from that house.
I took the 9:00 p.m.
train to New York City.
After I get back to New York,
I had to live in
supportive housing
and, like, figure out
a way to move forward
without my siblings
and without my family.
I didn't feel comfortable
reaching out to them again.
So I had to kind of, like...
try to figure out how
to live a new life.
For several years,
there was no sense of time.
All the days bled
into each other.
- Yeah.
- Felicia was not
a functional human.
He was using us against
each other to, like,
erode any sense of trust.
- Oh, my God!
- Stop making noise,
Felicia. Stop making noise.
- Yes!
There was moments where
things got too much...
I would be like,
"I have to leave.
"But I shouldn't leave.
"I have to leave. But
I shouldn't leave.
I'll hate myself if I leave."
But then this one day,
I literally walked out with
the clothes on my back.
I was a few blocks away,
and Felicia called me,
and I was like, "I'm leaving."
And she was, like,
crying, saying,
"Larry is gonna be so mad at
me for letting you leave."
And I was just like,
"I just can't do it."
We all missed
out on getting to have
the joy of progressing together,
growing up seeing each other.
I was excited to watch
their lives unfold
and to see who we grew up to be.
It should have been
heartbreaks and breakups
and a bad first job and a
kind of good second job.
For years, we
would tell the story,
"Oh, our friends
joined a cult."
I think we still
thought at that time,
like, "Oh, they're all living
together, and it's weird."
It was a lot darker
than we ever knew.
started to circulate among
the Sarah Lawrence community.
I was worried for a
while that Santos was dead.
Very worried about him.
I started getting texts
from all kinds of people.
She had written down
that she had poisoned me
and a bunch of other of
our friends and peers
at Sarah Lawrence.
A lot of other Sarah Lawrence
alumni from the same year
were worried they were poisoned.
For a second, I
was like, "Is it possible
that she was poisoning us?"
And then I was like,
"Wait, there's no way
"that she was poisoning
the entire house,
or we'd all be
dead or very sick."
And then when I
watched that video,
that was incredibly disturbing.
My first reaction
to this was just
complete confusion, shock.
I didn't know whether
to believe it.
- It was not at all
like the Claudia I knew.
- That's not her personality.
It's not her body language.
- To just see her,
like, in that...
I don't know, subservient state
is just infuriating.
Between Larry's
aggressive prompting
and literally
ordering her around...
- I don't know how
anyone can see that video
and not think there's something
very wrong going on here.
- That's when I wanted to
find out, where was she?
That became our big thing.
Where is she physically?
I'm just looking for clues.
I found a phone number
listed on there.
I'm not gonna call it.
But maybe if I google it,
an address will come up.
What I got was a
Twitter account.
And on that Twitter, there
was a link to an escort page
with prices and photos of her.
It was clearly Claudia,
but she had lost
a scary amount of weight.
I wanted to see her get
out of that situation
as soon as possible,
and I wanted to do whatever
I could to help that happen.
Maybe we call the number and
Max goes to the hotel room
to try to meet her
and then takes her.
Uh, we talked about a lot
of different scenarios.
- Ultimately what I decided
on was to, you know,
go to the authorities.
So I got connected
to a detective
specializing in sex trafficking
at the Department of
Homeland Security,
told the whole story of
how Larry came to visit,
everything up till this
video that we think
he's coercing Claudia,
maybe the others
into prostitution.
They didn't know what
to make of the case,
but they basically laughed
it out of the room.
- It's too crazy.
I think that's what Larry
had best going for him.
It was so crazy that no
one would believe it.
When we... anyone who talks
about it, you seem insane.
You seem like you're
a conspiracy theorist.
We decided that since the
law wasn't gonna do anything
about it, the next
best thing to do
was tell another alumni, Ezra.
By that time, I
was a freelance reporter.
This seemed potentially
like it could be a story.
There was so much to dig into.
I had been talking to New
York Magazine about it.
That's when they added
James on the project.
The second you
log on to the website,
you immediately get a sense
that something is amiss.
Who is this man
on the other side
of that camera?
We discovered that
Larry's original last name
was not Ray.
It was Grecco.
He changed his name
to take on this new identity.
One of the core details
from his autobiography
is that he was in the marines.
We of course called
up the marines.
They said, "Nope, we
have no record of him
ever working for the marines."
He really did know
a lot of important people.
But at the same time,
he had a capacity
to expand on the
things he really did
into the realm of fantasy.
During our
reporting, we got ahold
of this psychological
evaluation of Larry
that he underwent during
his custody battle.
"It is literally impossible
to evaluate Mr. Ray
"in the usual clinical manner.
"He's able to
manipulate and control
"almost any situation in
which he finds himself.
He is calculating,
manipulative, and hostile."
Everybody in his life is
like a player in this game.
He needs an audience.
It's one of the reasons
he talked to me.
He was willing
to talk about Claudia
through the prism of the
conspiracy against him
and the poisoning.
I was completely
shocked when he
spelled that out so clearly.
Claudia was an escort.
We had no idea how
much money she was giving him.
Any number that we
would have come up with
would not have been
anywhere near as much
as she was actually giving.
My jaw hit the floor when we saw
that she was giving him
millions of dollars.
In his mind,
she owed him money
as a result of poisoning.
There was no conclusive
evidence of poisoning.
The whole thing was a delusion
to control these kids.
Larry's endgame was to
keep the conspiracy alive.
What is most
consequential was that he
was able to steal, collectively,
decades of lives from
these promising young kids.
What
happened to the group
of bright college students
who fell under the sway
of a classmate's father?
The piece is a cover story
for New York Magazine.
It is staggering.
When the news
articles started coming out
about what he had done
and what he had done to
the others in the group,
I remember hanging
on to the facade
of who Larry was by, like...
By a hair.
When the government
wanted to talk to me,
initially, I was
defending Larry.
And I go to their office,
and they're just like,
"Hey, we just want
to play a portion
of a recording for you."
- I sounded
absolutely terrified.
And Larry sounded
absolutely, like...
drunk on power and,
like, violence.
I then went over every
memory I had with him,
and I was like, "Holy cow,
I was in a fricking cult."
It felt like I was a ghost
moving through the world...
Like everybody else
was three-dimensional
and I was two-dimensional.
All of my bridges were
burned with my friends.
My family, it was
a twisted knot of,
like, lies and misery
surrounding it.
Yeah, I need to
basically figure out...
How to live...
in general, you know?
After the
article was published,
Claudia called me.
And for the first time in years,
after so long of
being alone with this,
suddenly I was on the
phone with someone else
who could validate
my experience.
How did that feel?
- It made me feel sane
again, human again.
You know, this
happened. It did happen.
It was still
pretty raw when we talked.
She really thought
she poisoned people.
And she couldn't find reality.
She couldn't get back to it.
She said when she
saw the article,
just seeing it written
down, she had a wake-up.
I think when she got
the feeling like,
"This isn't real,"
she acted on it really swiftly.
And she just left
as soon as she could
so she wouldn't have time
to change her mind and stay.
- In retrospect,
all of the red flags
that I ignored at the time
became abundantly clear.
And...
how could I... how could I have
just ignored them at the time?
- They went to college
on the assumption
that they would, you
know, go through a process
of self-improvement,
um, and instead
had their lives ripped apart.
- I wish I would
have found a way
just to get Larry kicked out
of the dorms in the first week.
Like, "Someone get
this adult out of here.
This is a college campus."
But I realize now I-I
couldn't compete with Larry.
He was a better mind
changer than me.
I can't
talk to my parents.
I can't reach out to them,
'cause there's a lot
of stuff that I still
haven't processed.
I can't talk to Santos.
It was too painful.
I just... I can't.
And, like, my sisterhood
with Felicia fell apart.
Like, I don't know if her
mind is, like, mended.
He broke apart my whole family.
He broke apart so
many relationships,
like, but for what?
So trying to... trying
to rebuild a life
without people that know who
I really am is really hard.
Tonight
the FBI raiding
a quiet Middlesex
County neighborhood,
arresting a man for
sexually abusing
and exploiting college
kids for nearly a decade.
Today we
announce criminal charges
against this man, Lawrence Ray.
Ray has been charged
with nine counts,
including sex
trafficking, extortion,
forced labor, and
money laundering.
Ray was arrested this morning.
Two of the female
victims in the indictment
were in the residence
at the time.
Do you
have any comments?
Do you have any comments?
If Lawrence were
here in front of me right now,
I would tell him how sorry I
am that he's going through this
and that he's being
put through this...
And that it's not
f*cking fair...
And tell him that no matter what
happens or doesn't
happen, in no way
am I straying from the truth.
Because I know what happened,
and I know he didn't do these
things he's being accused of.
Okay.
Are you ready?
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