22/01/2013 River City

You terrorised that poor lassie on the internet

and now you're saying she deserves it?!

What's the matter with you?!

All of this lying to Christina, it's got to stop.

I want to tell her the truth.

The truth?

I want to tell her about me.

Do you really want her to know what you are?

I want us to promise that we'll never lie to each other.

OK.

THEY GIGGLE

Right, I will beg, grovel.

Just one night off my curfew.

I'll be like, "Please, please, please!"

It will be fine.

It wasn't last time. I just got a big, fat no.

And this time it will be a big, fat yes.

SHE GROANS Right, wish me luck.

You don't need it.

Right, I really do need to go. Bye.

-I love you.

-I love you more.

She's three months into her licensed release,

and she's doing well at her job.

And I've only asked for my curfew to be lifted once before.

And I said no. What's changed since then?

I have. I've made friends, I'm in a relationship

and this evening is just to help out at the...

That doesn't change what you did. Your crime hasn't changed.

You got a light sentence

because you gave evidence against the others.

I can sense you've got an opinion, DC Cooper.

I just think this evening will be good for Alice.

It's a charity evening for local pensioners.

It's admirable she wants to help out in the community.

Can you step outside for a minute?

You're convinced she can handle it?

Yes, absolutely.

Well, since you think she's such an admirable member of the community,

-you can go along, keep an eye on her.

-What?

It's the first time she's been let off the leash.

We wouldn't want her to get overexcited

-and let anything slip, would we?

-Fine.

You can give Alice the good news.

So?

I got a big, fat...

..yes! SHE LAUGHS

Come on, let's go!

So is this Montego Street?

Yeah.

So now what?

We find out who sent them.

And then?

Hi. Sorry, we're looking for Montego Motors?

You've missed it, pal. It's just down there, right behind the pub.

-OK, right. Thanks.

-No bother.

I'll go alone. You wait in there.

Why?

Two of us hanging around, it'll look dodgy.

Just wait for me inside and I'll check it out.

HE SIGHS

-Hiya.

-Hey, Stevie.

Hey.

Hey, come on. It's OK.

I miss him so much.

Every morning I wake up and I can't believe he's not there.

It's early days yet. It takes time.

And it's all my own fault.

You've beaten yourself up enough.

Torturing yourself isn't going to help anyone.

Take it from someone who knows.

I'll see you later, OK?

"Aboon them a' ye...

"Aboon them a' ye tak your place..."

er...wait...

"Painch, tripe..."

Ach!

Aren't you supposed to recite the whole poem

before you pour the booze down your throat?

What would a Ruskie know about it?

I think you'll find I'm Ukrainian.

What the heck is this?

That, my dear, is a haggis.

A real haggis!

Smells of the fresh mountain air from whence it came.

So these'd be the mountains around the lake where Nessie lives?

What is a haggis, exactly?

It's a sheep's liver, heart and lungs, mashed up with oatmeal,

onions and pepper, stuffed back into the sheep's stomach,

given a wee rinse first, and then boiled for a few hours.

Yeah, right!

No, really, what is it?

Really?

It's like a Scottish wee rodent, like a guinea pig,

that lives in the forests and eats pine cones.

THEY GIGGLE

Right, Loch Lomond here we come!

We'll see you tomorrow!

Have a great time!

Don't worry, we will. You behave yourselves, right?

-See you later, Maw.

-Mmm-hmm.

Bye!

-Molly?

-Mmm-hmm?

You don't mind if Alice stays over tonight, do you?

-SHE CHUCKLES

-Thanks for the flowers.

Keep the music down.

Make another appointment on your way out.

OK, Doctor. Thank you very much.

-Miriam.

-Hello!

I wouldn't bother you, but I'm desperate.

-SHE GIGGLES

-I need to get a hold of Raymond.

And I thought, he won't ignore Stuart's doctor,

so if you can call and then hand the phone to me...

What? You want me to phone your pal for you?

Do you think I sit here all day

online shopping or polishing my nails?

I'm busy!

You always manage to squeeze me in. I thought you'd want to help.

Maybe Raymond isn't answering your calls

because he doesn't want to talk to you.

Have you thought of that?

Mrs Cargill!

"Aboon them a' ye tak your place,

"Painch, tripe or thairm..."

For God's sake, even I know it by now!

-THEY GIGGLE

-I need some peace!

I've got to get this learnt

before Malcolm sneaks in and grabs all the glory!

Cheeky wee monkey!

It's your first night of freedom, I'm on a study day,

and we're spending it with a bunch of grannies at the Community Centre.

We should have made it special.

This IS special. I'm spending it with you.

Look, I'm part of your life,

and I'm with your family.

I couldn't be happier.

I learnt a Burns poem for you.

-Do you want to hear my favourite bit?

-Yeah!

"Till a' the seas gang dry, my dear

"And the rocks melt wi' the sun

"I will luve thee still, my dear

"While the sands o' life shall run..."

Aw, that was beautiful.

You're beautiful. Thank you.

Starts about five.

So, er...anyway, I thought you might want to come over,

as your Auld Lang Syne's legendary.

Look, Raymond, if you get this message, get back to me. Please?

I don't suppose either of you have seen Raymond?

No, sorry. Is there anything wrong?

No, no. I just thought he might want to come along tonight.

He hasn't been returning my calls.

Do you mind if I just popped out?

No, of course. We'll be fine.

Thanks. I won't be long.

See you later.

"Till a' the seas gang dry!"

-SHE SQUEALS AND LAUGHS

-Stop it! Stop it!

Stop it!

Alice! Stop it!

Shhh!

I'm sorry, mate, I can't help you.

I never sent flowers to your ma's funeral.

But the shop that sent the flowers

said that this was the billing address for the credit card.

Maybe somebody put the wrong number on it or something.

I thought maybe one of her old pupils had sent them.

She was a teacher.

OK. I'm sorry to bother you.

I was up this way seeing relatives

-and I thought I'd check it out, say thank you.

-No, hang on, mate!

I'm sorry! Of course, the accent!

Are you from Rochdale?

-Manchester.

-My apprentice is from Rochdale.

She used my card last week. It must've been her.

Her? She's not called Al..?

Alice Reynolds.

She's got shortish black hair, brown eyes, about 18?

Well, she's grew her hair but, aye, that sounds like Alice.

-Hold on.

-No, don't phone her!

I haven't seen her for years, I'd like to surprise her.

When's she back?

This is her day off.

She'll be round here somewhere with Christina, her pal.

-Right. That's great. Thanks.

-No bother.

And if I see her, don't worry, I can keep a secret.

Serving dishes? Aye, we've got plenty in the kitchen.

-I'll sort you out.

-Thanks.

Alice is helping me at the Community Centre, so we'll pick them up later.

Aw! She's spending her day off helping you?

Must be the real deal!

Hi.

Here, let me help.

So chivalry's no' dead?!

Cheers.

Fancy a top-up?

Oh, ladies first.

Aye, if there were any ladies around here...

That one's nasty enough without a drink in her.

Still, after everything Christina's been put through,

she's the one that's ended up smiling.

It's funny.

Some things are just so ugly,

no amount of make-up's gonnae cover them up.

Scarlett!

Just giving her a taste of her own medicine.

I'll maybe see you there, eh?

Jimmy!

Have you heard from Raymond?

-Sorry, no.

-You don't know where he is?

Damn. I was hoping you'd heard from him.

He hasn't answered any of my messages in over a week.

What's it about? If he gets in touch,

I can maybe pass the message on.

I think he just wants to clear his head, lick his wounds.

The last thing he needs is more stress.

Well, he won't get any from me! I'm worried!

It's not like him to ignore me.

I know he's having a hard time, but I want to make sure he's OK.

I didn't mean it like that.

-It's just he says he doesn't want to see anybody.

-Jimmy!

I'm doing the Address to the Haggis!

I told Murray I was doing it and he agreed.

No, no! Murray asked Malcolm!

He's spent hours on it!

I've spent days on it!

Liz! Look, I don't mind, really.

If Molly's gone to all that trouble...

I knew this would happen!

I told Murray, I said these things need to be organised.

He should have designated one reader for each poem

and not left it as a free-for-all!

He did. He designated ME to do the Address to the Haggis.

Murray'll be back soon.

Aye, and then HE can decide.

I can always read something else.

No, dearie, you've been working on it,

and people are expecting you to do it.

Well, they're going to have a surprise!

Well?

It could be her. She's called Alice Reynolds.

But she's not in work today. She's out with some pal, Christina.

There was a Christina here!

She said Alice was helping her at the Community Centre.

So what now?

Excuse me. Could you tell me where the Community Centre is?

Aye, you just go out the front door there,

turn right and follow the path round.

You can't miss it.

You wait here for her, and I'll check the Community Centre.

It'll be OK.

Do you want a drink?

No, I'm fine, thanks.

All right. What about your pal?

I may as well!

-All right?

-Hiya.

Did you find the garage, aye?

Yeah. Thanks.

Stella, has anyone handed a phone in?

I've lost mine and it's got loads of my stuff in it.

Would that be stuff you made up about our Christina?

No. Photos of my dad.

Oh, is that right?

Leave it, Scarlett.

Have you tried phoning it?

HE DIALS NUMBER

It's ringing.

No, it's just went to voicemail.

Oh, that's a shame, somebody must've nicked it.

Is that what they call bad karma?

What goes around comes around.

I said I'm sorry, OK? And I mean it.

Why will no-one believe me?

-Take a guess.

-Scarlett!

It'll show up somewhere.

If not, it's just a phone.

It's the one you got me.

Remember when my dad was checking all my calls?

But, yeah, it's just a phone.

Thanks.

It means a lot that you're still nice to me.

Why wouldn't I be?

Lots of good reasons.

We've all done things we regret.

It's not been easy for me either.

-HE SIGHS

-I don't know.

-Maybe I should have...

-No!

I'm not dumping any of my guilt on you.

I should have been there for you,

and I wasn't, and I'm really sorry.

I miss you.

I miss you too.

I'm sorry.

Hey.

Come here.

BANGING ON DOOR

HE BANGS ON DOOR

I told you not to tell anyone where I was.

Come on, Raymond, it's Murray. It's no' anyone.

It's my fault. I thought something had happened.

-Me too.

-I'm fine.

Look, I know it's not the Ritz, but needs must, eh?

Aye, it just needs a lick of paint.

It needs a lot more than a lick of paint

before they're going to let Stuart stay over.

That's if they let me have him at all.

Of course they will. You're a good dad.

HE LAUGHS

So, what's so important

that you couldn't wait for me to call you back?

The Burns Supper at the Community Centre. You're usually there.

The Burns Supper?

It would be a good chance for you to catch up with everyone.

With everyone?

Like who? Eileen? Stuart?

Has she said something to you pair? Is that why you're here?

Why would she say anything to us?

Has something happened?

No, nothing.

It's just that Stuart's not going to have a dad if she gets her way.

Look, I don't think it's doing you any good being here on your own.

Why don't you come and stay with me until you get back on your feet?

No, really! I'm fine here, thanks.

And you and the good Dr Miriam surely need your space.

It's daft for you to be spending money on this place

when you can come and stay at mine.

Is that it?

Is it money you're so concerned about?

Don't worry, you'll get it back.

Raymond! That's not what I meant!

We just want to help!

I don't need your help.

-We're worried.

-Well, don't be.

I might have lost my livelihood, my pub, and my son,

but I don't need your pity, cos I'll sort it myself!

It's not pity! We're your pals.

We just want to help you out.

You really want to help?

Fine. We're going.

But if you're looking for your mates, you'll know where to find us.

Yeah, in my pub!

I better see how Stella and Scarlett are getting on.

Do you want me to go now?

No, of course not.

-So, I can stay?

-Aye.

Or did you just want to have your evil way with me and then bolt?

THEY GIGGLE

I'll be back in five minutes.

PHONE VIBRATES

Hi, Leyla? Yeah, I'm fine.

I'm with Stevie.

Yeah, I'm going to stay overnight.

Right, see you tomorrow. Bye.

HE SIGHS

I'm back!

-I'm back!

-SHE GIGGLES

-Hey! Careful!

-Sorry.

It's weird, I don't know where it was.

It was in your bag.

It must have got caught in the lining.

Remember you phoned it downstairs and...

It's on silent.

And you just spoke to Leyla.

OK, I...

..I had lost it. I just found it again.

Why did you not say anything?

Because I knew this would be how you'd react.

I knew you'd think I was lying!

I must need my head checked!

No, I promise, I had lost it!

I just found it there.

Everything I said, I meant it!

I just wanted a chance to explain.

What? That you're a liar?

I already know that!

Do you know what?

Get out.

Get out!

HE GROANS

-LIZ:

-Just a wee one for me, thanks.

THEY LAUGH

Oh, yes!

Very nice!

-Thanks, my darling.

-You're welcome.

-Cheers!

-Cheers! Let's hear it for Rabbie!

What's with your sudden interest in Burns anyway?

-I suggested we come here last week.

-I changed my mind.

Oh, here! Come and sit with us.

It will be fun, it's only a couple of hours.

At my age, that's a long time.

Ah, come on! Come over here, come on!

Dad, this is Liz and Malcolm Hamilton.

This is my father, Edward Cooper.

Good to meet you.

Hello.

Nice to see you again!

Like father, like son!

SHE LAUGHS

Oh, it must be a pain in the neck, walking on those crutches.

But it's great that the boys have carted you over.

While you're sitting there, I'm going to do a wee rehearsal,

and you can tell me what you think.

Unfortunately for you, you're a captive audience!

I've went and left my book in the flat.

Christina, could you go and get my book?

-No, we can't. We're a bit busy!

-It'll no' take you long!

Here, Molly, you can borrow mine.

That's very kind of you, Malcolm,

but I've got notes and other things written in mine.

We'll get it.

Lovely lassie, that.

HE TYPES TEXT MESSAGE

Hi! It's nice and warm in there!

THEY LAUGH

Sam, it's her.

It's definitely her.

She's coming into the pub.

That talk at the Historical Society was very good.

I'm not much of a poetry or history person myself.

No, but the subtext of some of Burns' poems

-is quite fascinating.

-The what?!

He was a poor, handsome ploughman

who had his way with the lassies.

He wrote some lovely poetry

and made himself some money.

He was the rock star of his age.

Subtext, my bahooky!

That's a very good point, Molly.

-At last!

-Everything OK?

Well, they're struggling in the kitchen

and you appear to have doubled up on one of the poems.

Molly and me have both been learning the Address to a Haggis.

Right. Why don't you do a verse each? Malcolm, you start.

-Aye. Good idea, eh?

-Aye, all right.

Great. Excuse me a minute.

Murray?

Quite the diplomat, aren't you?

Why are you here?

When I suggested it, you said you'd rather stick needles in your eyes.

Yes, but once the performances start,

we can step outside for a bit of entertainment of our own.

You really are incredible!

Don't worry. I found Raymond.

Living in a cold, damp bedsit, drinking himself to death.

And he didn't want to see you?

I won't say I told you so.

You really don't give a damn about anyone, do you?

Don't start picking on me just because I was right.

If he wanted to see you he'd have called you.

-Can't you take a hint?

-Obviously not!

You know, maybe you should go on one of those internet sites.

Get your entertainment without the bother of conversation.

-What?

-Find yourself a friend with a battery

rather than one with a heart.

I hope this is not his idea of a romantic date!

You and him.

Oh, sorry, is it a secret?

So, I gather Raymond wasn't particularly welcoming, then.

That's the understatement of the year.

Poor Murray, he got both barrels.

Hiya.

Oh, hiya! Listen, I've even washed them for you!

Oh, thanks! I can manage these.

All right, well, I'll go get Molly's book, then.

OK, bye.

Right...

Oh!

Hello, Alex.

You left the door open.

What are you doing here?

We've come to see you, Alex.

Please. You've got to go.

If you're found near me...

You're the only one who can tell us what happened.

I can't tell you anything.

It was all said in court. There's nothing more!

We weren't allowed in court.

Our parents couldn't talk about it

and you're the first to be released.

So it's down to you.

I've told you, I can't help.

You were there.

All we want is for you to tell us what happened.

Sorry to ask but we're a bit short-staffed in there.

-Yeah, I'll help.

-Cheers.

-Me too.

-Is Alice not back yet?

-Aye, where's my book?

-She'll be back in a minute!

You're still here?

Christina said you needed some help.

-NOW you want to help?

-Oh, get over yourself!

I'm sorry about Raymond.

But he needs to find his own way out of this mess.

And hard as it is, you need to step back and wait

till he asks for your help.

And that's your professional opinion?

Professional and personal.

But why Gavin?

SHE SOBS There was no reason!

No reason for any of it.

There must have been.

Was it because he was short?

Shy? He wore glasses? His mum was a teacher?

Nothing. I don't know!

Why you? Why did they tell you to take him there?

Because he was always hanging around me.

Why?

I don't know.

He was always on his own, never with anyone.

I guess I just wasn't as mean to him as everybody else.

He trusted you.

So you used that?

I didn't know what they were going to do!

They were going to give him a kicking! And you knew that!

That happened to somebody every day at school!

You took him to the factory,

and you killed him.

THEY killed him!

I wasn't there.

So you're telling me that none of this is your fault?

You even had the brass neck to send flowers to my mum's funeral!

And you killed her!

Have you got any idea what you did to her?

To all of us?

I can't even remember my mum's smile.

When they found Gavin, she died inside.

There was no hope, no love, no life. And you sent flowers!

I read that she'd died, and I couldn't do nothing.

I couldn't just pretend that it was nothing to do with me.

You got five years! Five years!

We've got a life sentence!

You ripped the heart out of our family!

Our little brother is dead and buried but he's not gone.

Gavin is still here.

How much he suffered.

How scared he must have been.

Why him?

There was no plan, no why!

I left Gavin at the factory and ran, because I was scared.

Not as scared as Gavin!

PHONE RINGS

Is she still not back yet?

I'm just going to get her. I won't be long.

Where's my book? I'm needing it!

All right! I'm going to get it!

We're needing a handsome brute in there to lift the pots.

That's you, big man.

Good luck!

Is that wise?

Of course! To loosen the vocal chords.

And a few other bits and bobs as well!

THEY LAUGH

It's purely medicinal!

BAGPIPES PLAY

THEY CLAP ALONG

Hey, how about a wee dram for the piper?

There we are, piper!

APPLAUSE

"Fair fa' your honest, sonsie face

"Great chieftain o' the puddin-race!

"Aboon them a' ye tak your place

"Painch, tripe, or thairm

"Weel are ye wordy o' a grace

"As lang's my arm."

"The groaning trencher there ye fill

"Your hurdies like a distant hill

"Your pin wad help to mend a mill In time o' need

"While thro your pores the dews distil

"Like amber bead."

"His knife see rustic Labour dight

"An cut ye up wi ready slight!"

CHEERING

'You're telling me...'

..that you took him there,

then you left him with them, and you went home and had your tea?

-Like nothing had happened?

-Yes!

I found out what had happened the next day at school.

Stop lying! Do you think we're stupid?

You were there.

This is crazy. You shouldn't be here.

-If you don't go, then I'll...

-What?

Phone the police? Like you should have done five years ago!

Get out! Now!

No.

Not until we get answers!

Here you are, Christina.

-Just take it and go.

-No, what's going on?

Yeah.

She should stay and hear the truth.

Our brother's dead because of her.

What?

She killed him.

That's not how it is.

SHE SOBS I never wanted to lie to you.

But I had to.

I wanted to tell you, I wanted to tell you everything!

So now you can.

My real name is Alex Fairclough.

Five years and seven months ago, I took their little brother...

..Gavin Treadcastle, to the old factory.

There was a bunch of kids waiting for him, six of them.

When he saw them, he tried to run, but...

..I grabbed him.

I was so scared that they were going to hurt me

so I stopped him from running away.

Someone kicked him.

Just like they were kick-boxing, and...

he fell to the floor.

That's when he started crying.

He was just laying on the floor, curled up.

That's when they were all on him.

I couldn't see him.

He was underneath them all, being kicked and stamped on.

Then he stopped crying.

I couldn't hear him...

-HE SHOUTS

-Enough!

He wasn't dead, was he?

He was still alive when you left, wasn't he?

He bled to death!

You left him there! Alone!

And they didn't find him till the next day.

If you had called an ambulance, called anyone...

I know!

He was only 13 years old!

So was I!

I swear, no-one meant for it to go that far!

It just got demented!

I can't describe it, it was crazy.

I swear to you, it's the truth!

No-one meant to kill him!

I wish that I could go back in time and stop it.

Every night since, I have closed my eyes and seen Gavin,

just staring at me.

So hurt and confused and alone.

I wish I could go back and help him.

I destroyed everything that day.

Gavin, your family, my family!

Your family? YOUR family?

Nothing will ever be enough for what I did that day, I know that!

I took Gavin there.

It was all my fault and I'm so sorry!

I am so, so sorry!

Can you ever forgive me?

Alice...

I'm so sorry for what I did.

APPLAUSE That was great, wasn't it?

I'm going to go and check on Christina and Alice.

Leave them alone. What's the matter with you?

What's taking them so long? They should be back by now.

They're young, into each other and got the flat to themselves.

What do you think's taking them so long!

I'll be five minutes max, OK?

Hey, I don't suppose Alice is in there, is she?

No. I think she went into town with her pal.

-What pal?

-He came to see me at the garage earlier on.

And the other pal was waiting for her in the Ship.

She'll be out with them.

You couldn't tell where they were from, could you?

North of England somewhere.

Aye, Manchester. Think she knows the family.

She sent flowers to the ma's funeral.

Thanks, guys.

-HE DIALS NUMBER

-I need back-up.

20 Montego Street, immediately.

You lost YOUR family?

They're all still alive and kicking!

You stupid bitch! You think YOU'VE suffered?

And you have the nerve to compare what we've been through.

Gavin didn't even get justice!

Sam, let's go! We wanted answers, we got them.

I never wanted answers!

You did!

Why would I want to know that?

He's dead!

He was tortured and murdered!

I knew that.

But I've had to stand here

and listen to that bitch telling it

like it's just some story.

Listen to her saying she's sorry!

What's sorry supposed to mean?

They killed him!

None of them paid for what they did to him!

The papers got it right, they're worse than animals!

-They should have been put down!

-Alice!

-She should suffer like Gavin, like Mum.

-Sam! No!

Don't hurt her! Do anything to me, but please, don't hurt her!

Nobody's going to get hurt. You hear me? Nobody.

Let's just try and calm down!

She killed my brother!

I know all about it.

SHE WHIMPERS

Just let Christina go. We can talk.

Sam, do what he says!

Just let her go, Sam!

Let me talk to him.

Wait! Just stay back, yeah?

Sam and I are going to talk. Aren't we, Sam?

SHE WHIMPERS

POLICE RADIO: 'One female hostage being held. Unconfirmed weapon.

'DC Cooper on the premises, negotiating.'

Where's Christina?

Sam, come on, mate. You don't want to hurt her.

You're not thinking straight.

They tortured him.

Left him to die...alone.

I know, and I can only imagine how angry you must feel, but...

let Christina go. She's nothing to do with it.

She should know what it feels like...

This is crazy!

..to lose someone you love.

Why are you doing this?

She should know how much it hurts!

How it never leaves you!

This would kill Mum! Seeing you like this!

As bad as them.

Why are you doing this? You didn't even want to come here!

He wanted me to walk him home!

Gavin asked me to walk him home that day.

I should have looked out for my little brother, that's why!

-CHRISTINA SCREAMS

-I told him to get lost!

CHRISTINA SCREAMS

Sam.

Nothing will bring Gavin back.

And none of this is your fault.

Please, Sam.

Please, Sam!

Oh, hen!

Christina?

I never wanted to lie to you.

But I couldn't tell you that my whole life had been made up.

I would have dealt with it.

How? I don't even know who I am any more.

I know who you are.

After everything that you've heard, you don't hate me?

I couldn't believe it.

I didn't want to.

But watching you...

..and all that pain...

..and facing up to what you did.

What happened.

Then you stopping Sam and saving me.

I don't hate you.

I still love you.

Alice.

What's he doing here?

I have to go.

Start again.

Be someone else, somewhere else.

What? No! You can't leave!

I don't have a choice.

Now that everybody knows who I am, I'm a danger to everyone,

especially you.

And I have ruined enough lives, I'm not going to ruin yours.

You haven't ruined my life!

You've made it. Don't you understand?

Yes, because you've made mine.

More than you'll ever know.

You can't go. I love you!

And because I love you so much, I have to go.

But we're meant to be together!

Alice, we really do need to go now.

Don't leave me!

Alice, I'll come with you!

Please don't make this harder!

I am not saying goodbye to you!

Alice!

Alice!

I'm not sure how comfortable I am investigating my own boss.

Well, you better get comfortable, because it's going to be a long day.

You're only in business because of me,

you're here because I tolerate you.

Who the hell do you think you're talking to?

You actually think you're running things? You're an errand boy.

You're coming after me for laddering?

You think I care about the stats that much?

I'm not sure what you care about.

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