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[THEME MUSIC PLAYING]

[GUNS FIRING]

[SIRENS WAILING]

What are you doing here, Gillis?

You were off watch two hours ago.

Just, uh, filling out my report, Lieutenant.

Must be some complicated report.

No, no, it's not complicated.

It's just, uh, kinda hard to write.

13 years old. Dead of an overdose.

You know the kid?

No, but, uh, I've known a lot like him.

Huh.

Starts to get to you after a while.

Got any days off coming up?

Yeah, tomorrow.

Well, if I can offer you some advice, and I can...

Pick something that's a million miles away

from police work.

Something that will, "blow your mind,"

I believe the expression is.

I'm way ahead of you, Lieutenant.

[ENGINE REVVING]

Come on, Willie, come on. You can do it.

Come on, Willie. Come on.

[TIRES SCREECHING]

[TIRES SCREECHING]

Phew.

Whoo, how was my time?

Not bad. You cut your last run by a minute ten.

All right. Just might win

that grand prix

if we don't have to bury you first.

Okay. Oh, man, are we getting some good shots.

Wait a minute there, wait a minute. All right.

Okay, is your butt smiling?

[LAUGHS]

Hey, Willie, that was great!

I mean, really beautiful.

Wasn't he something? Wasn't he beautiful?

Hey, can I have a copy of that film? I'll pay for it.

Sure, no problem, Barbara. Got you covered.

Save this little goody for posterity.

Uh-huh.

A documentary on William Gillis.

How he became the fastest thing on two wheels.

Then, put himself away doing it.

WILLIE: Hey, what is this?

Very negative vibes from those two over there.

How about you? You with me?

I'm your mascot, aren't I?

Would a mascot turn against you?

All right, thank you.

WILLIE: You see. Somebody believes.

[CHUCKLES]

Oh, something tells me that little lady is gonna

get herself hurt.

Why? It's not the machine

she's riding,

it's that bad case of puppy love she's got.

Well, we all pick up those bruises, don't we?

Willie, won't let her get hurt.

[RINGING]

[OVER PHONE] Ludlow Precinct, Sergeant Older.

Hello, is Officer William Gillis there please?

Just left the station, ma'am.

Well, do you know when he'll be back?

No ma'am. Can I take a message?

No, just tell him Barbara called and that...

Just tell him I called.

Will do.

[SNIFFS]

Barbie!

Oh, hi, Jill.

I didn't recognize you.

You okay?

Yeah, I'm fine. Just fine.

Are you sure? You look like you might have been crying.

Well, I was just upstairs visiting somebody.

That can be a downer, you know?

Yeah. Is there anything I can do?

No. Nothing anybody can do really.

Say hello to your husband for me, will ya?

You want me to wait around in case your

bike isn't ready?

No, it's ready. Spoke to Joe.

Oh, yeah?

See you at muster.

Hey, Joe. Hi, Willie.

Is she all ready to go?

Yeah, got it all set for you.

She runs like 17 jewels.

You got all the acceleration you can handle.

Uh-huh. It'll dance on a dime.

Then give, uh, three cents change, right?

Hey, what about that vibration in the front wheel?

We put it on the balancer. It reads out.

Read out good enough to win? Oh, yeah.

For a good driver.

Mr. Tabnor, I've got that 175 with the electric starter

you ordered for Barbara.

I've been holding it for a week!

I'll have one of the boys wheel it...

No, uh... No, I didn't come for that.

I thought Barbara might be here.

You haven't seen her have you?

No.

Well, was she around, uh, yesterday or maybe

the day before?

I haven't seen your daughter since...

Well, Willie, Barbara was with you

the day you brought your bike in. How long ago was that?

Four days ago.

Mr. Tabnor, my name's William Gillis.

I'm a friend of your daughter's.

Is there anything wrong? Anything I can do?

Did Barbara say anything to you about, uh...

About going anywhere? Maybe, uh, taking a trip?

No, sir. Nothing.

When was she last home?

Mr. Tabnor, I'm a, I'm a police officer.

Now, if Barbie's missing, or you think she's run away...

Who said anything about her being a runaway?

Nobody said she was missing.

Well, it's just that

you seemed very concerned about her whereabouts.

Maybe we can help you locate her?

I don't need the police in on this. Hmm?

You might need us if she's in trouble.

Who said she was in any kind of trouble?

Sir, four days is a long time not to know

where a 16-year-old is.

Now, please, why don't you come down to the station

and we'll file a missing persons report?

Hey, nobody asked you, Officer Gillis,

and I resent your butting in so...

Butt out!

Joe?

Have you got an address on Barbie?

Yeah, I've got it on the invoice for the new bike.

You want it? Yeah, please.

You're making a whole big megillah out of this thing.

Lieutenant, you had to be there.

You had to see his face.

Gillis, from everything you tell me, the girl

is gone, not missing.

There is a difference.

Not if you'd seen the look on her father's face.

It said, missing. Lost.

Well, then why did he refuse to let you put out

a missing persons on her?

I don't know. [SCOFFS]

I don't know, he never gave me a chance to find out.

He just turned and walked.

Then, there's nothing the department can do.

Nothing. The girl is a minor, you know.

Lieutenant,

it's been four days now.

I know this girl. She's not the type

to take off like that.

Now, maybe she's missing kidnapped? Or missing dead?

Or not missing at all.

That would put us in a position where

the parents could sue

if we activated a search for their daughter without

their permission.

Right or wrong?

Without authorization from the father or mother there's

nothing we can do. Nothing.

Oh, Gillis, Gillis. The girl is probably all right.

What if she isn't, Lieutenant? Hmm?

I mean, what if she's in trouble somewhere

and she's trying to reach out to someone

and there's no one there.

Now, I think that's why she tried to call me.

Gillis, I'm sorry.

But until the department is invited into this

thing by the parents,

it is none of our business.

Then I'll just have to make it my business on my own time.

Oh, well, it wouldn't pay for me to address myself to that

now, would it?

Uh, Gillis...

If there's one thing I hate about this job,

it's the paperwork.

I got about a half an hour left here to do and you're not

letting me get on with it.

Now, if you're not outta here in five seconds...

It's not gonna make any difference to me what you do

'cause you won't be around.

Yes, sir.

Gillis?

I hope you find her.

But like you say, on your own time.

Now, get outta here.

Thank you, sir.

You know, uh,

Frankie said there's nothing you can do officially, right?

It's my luch break. I'm just going to visit a friend.

She called me and I'm returning the call.

In your uniform?

No one's gonna thank you if you go in there and it

turns out wrong, you know.

Yeah well, I'm not looking for anybody to thank me.

Just trying to find Barbie.

[SIGHS]

Want me to come with you?

No, you'd better not.

Mr. Tabnor couldn't handle me being a cop.

Two of us and he'd freak.

Okay, I'll be here.

Don't be too long 'cause it's my lunch break, too,

and I'm hungry.

Okay.

[SIGHS]

[DOORBELL RINGING]

[CHATTER OVER POLICE RADIO]

Yes?

Mrs. Tabnor?

Yes, what is it?

Mrs. Tabnor, my name is William Gillis.

I'm a police officer.

It's Barbara? What happened to her?

Oh, no, nothing. Nothing's happened to her.

I'm a friend of hers and

I'd like to talk to you for a minute if you don't mind?

Please, come in.

Thank you.

I'm blind.

I hope that doesn't make you uncomfortable?

It seems to put some people off.

No, ma'am, no.

Not at all, it's just...

Well, it's just that Barbie never mentioned it.

Do you know where my daughter is, Officer Gillis?

No, ma'am, I don't. That's why I'm here.

My visit's strictly unofficial.

I'm... I'm here on my own.

I was at the bike shop this morning

when your husband came looking for her.

Now, when I spoke to him he

refused to ask the police to help.

As Barbara's mother, you can ask.

So, please, let us try and find her.

No.

I can't, Officer Gillis.

My husband and I talked it over.

And, well, he feels very strongly about this.

Mrs. Tabnor,

I don't understand.

I know you must love Barbara very much.

Why won't you let us help?

Thank you for coming, Officer Gillis.

Thank you for being a friend of Barbara's.

I know you meant well.

Mrs. Tabnor,

if there's something

you're afraid the police might find out if we're called in...

There are no thieves or skeletons in our closet,

Officer Gillis.

Goodbye. Please,

let me leave my name and telephone number with you

just in case you change your mind?

Now, if you're here alone,

just have the operator call Ludlow precinct

and ask for Officer Gillis.

Thank you.

Okay, even her mother turned you down.

Now, that's gotta tell you that they...

Just don't want you.

Look, I'll be the first one to apologize

if it turns out Barbara's okay and I've been a pain

in the neck.

Until then... ...available units in the

vicinity, 1465 Elm Road.

Trailroads Bus Company.

This is a meet-the-woman, Mrs. Mary Ruez.

regarding possible possession of narcotics. Code two, over.

This is Ludlow Niner.

We're two-and-a-half blocks from the bus

depot and rolling.

[SIREN BLARES]

ANNOUNCER: [OVER PA] Eagle Line from Bismarck,

arriving Gate 2 at 10:20.

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

Eagle Line from Bismarck, arriving Gate 2 at 10:20.

There! There she goes, that's the girl.

Barbie! Excuse me,

[WILLIE SIGHS]

I didn't see her out there.

She's gone.

She's gone all right, man.

In a bad way.

Oh, wow.

[EXHALES]

Sir, I don't think you realize

that your daughter's life is at stake!

Now, she's into hard drugs.

Officer,

you don't know what you're talking about.

Mr. Tabnor, it's not what, it's who.

And the who happens to be your daughter.

MRS. TABNOR: Officer Gillis?

Yes, ma'am.

Our daughter is on drugs,

but not the kind you think.

It's insulin.

She's a diabetic.

And you're right.

Barbara's a runaway.

From herself,

from diabetes,

from the possibility of becoming like me.

She found out about it four days ago.

She'll learn to accept it.

But it'll take time, don't you see.

And that's what she's going through now.

Look, I've been through any number of encounter sessions

and I've had a good deal of sensitivity training.

I'm not some beer-guzzling Babbitt.

I'm a man who's very much in tune with what's

happening today.

And one of the things I can tell you about young people

is that you can't force them into anything.

Barbara's not just a dog who'll come just because

I say, "Fetch."

But maybe she needs you to come to her?

[SIGHS]

It sounds to me like she is lost.

No, she is not lost. She is merely getting

her head together.

TERRY: Mrs. Tabnor,

how many injections a day does Barbara have to give herself?

Two. Why?

Because there were no vials of insulin in the

bag she left behind.

Maybe she's out.

Now, where does she get the next one, huh?

She can handle it.

What if she can't?

I know my daughter, Officer,

and I know if we go out and bring her back by force,

it won't mean anything.

She's gonna have to work this thing out alone.

I don't believe this. You can't be serious!

I've had enough of you and your hysterics.

Now, get out of here. Both of you.

[SIGHS]

[SCOFFS]

She'll be all right.

She'll be fine.

Lotta kids like you are running away from the

city all the time.

I can't blame ya.

No way.

Good clean living out here.

Course it'd be kind of nice if you had somebody to

show you around these parts.

I know them pretty well myself.

What do you say?

We'll have a couple of laughs...

I want to go to the Haven.

You said you were going that way.

Sure I am.

But what's your rush?

There's a little place I know that...

Mister, I'm 16.

If you got any ideas...

All right, all right, take it easy.

If you want to go to the Haven, it's your business.

But I don't have to give you limousine service.

Out.

Why am I being nice if you're gonna take that

kind of an attitude?

Go on, go to your chunky friends at the Haven!

[TIRES SCREECHING]

[BELL RINGING]

I'm Barbara. I'm looking for Keith Biggs.

He wrote if I needed help, he'd be here.

Okay, Barbara, now take it easy.

Keith is here. We're all friends here.

Nobody's gonna hurt you and we don't turn anybody away.

I'm John. This is Angie.

Hi, Barbara. Hi.

Now, let's find Keith and get you straightened away, okay?

Yeah, that's why I came.

That's why I'm here.

That's why I came.

[SNIFFLES]

[SHUDDERS]

Barbie!

Barbie, you okay? She's gonna be all right.

She's gonna be fine. Come on, Barbara.

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

It's okay. You're safe here.

Keith?

I couldn't stay home. I didn't have any place else to go.

[SOBS]

I'm really scared.

Barbara, everybody says that when they come here.

Listen, listen to me. We're gonna take turns.

We're gonna sit with you.

Hold your hand and cry with you,

and sweat with you, and shake with you.

But we're gonna get you through, Barbara.

Because all of us have already gone through

one of these before.

Come on.

[WHIMPERS]

Okay. Starting now, I don't want her left alone.

I want someone always with her.

I want you to set up and I want everybody to take

two hour shifts.

[SHIVERING]

Hey.

What's the matter with you? You've played this

scene before.

Yeah, I know but...

I never knew she was on anything.

Well, when she walks out of here she won't be.

So, don't worry about it.

Yeah.

Two injections in a 24-hour period?

Uh-huh.

Well, it tells us that her case isn't a mild one.

What if she can't get the insulin she needs?

[SIGHS]

Well, different people would have different reactions.

Jill?

Now, come on. Level with me, please.

Okay.

If a diabetic

requires two injections of insulin in a 24-hour period

and they don't get it,

then you could assume that they would go

into a diabetic coma.

But it might not be true in Barbara's case.

I should have put it together at the hospital.

She had an orange. I saw it.

That's what they give patients so that they can practice

giving themselves injections.

You could always go for the obvious.

Her old man could be right.

She might just be getting her head together.

She'll be back after she makes that adjustment.

Oh well, that's gotta be quite an adjustment.

Is she a trophy case?

What are you talking about?

Well,

guy's got this trophy case filled with

first-place this, second-place that.

Now,

this is just my feelings, you understand?

But the guy's used to winners.

Nothing damaged.

It's gotta be rough on Mrs. Tabnor, being blind.

Now, when Barbie needs him he's not there for her either.

Willie, is Mrs. Tabnor a diabetic?

Umm, do you know if her blindness was brought

on by diabetes?

Because if it was,

and if Barbara thinks someday that's gonna happen to her,

and the father

feels the way that you think he does

then I think you better find her.

I mean, I think you better find her

real fast.

So, what are we supposed to do?

Just wait around and let it happen?

I'll read it to you again.

It's their kid, they've committed no crime.

Their morality, or lack of it, belongs to them.

There is nothing we can do.

It might turn out to be a bad scene, Lieutenant.

Jill ran it down last night.

And it looks like maybe she didn't take any insulin with

her on purpose.

If her father can't accept her

and she's afraid she's gonna become blind like here mother,

maybe she wants to die?

What do you want me to do? The book says no.

I didn't write it, and I may not like it,

but those are the words and we have to live by them.

WILLIE: What about a court order, hmm?

Don't we have sufficient evidence that here parents are

putting her life in jeopardy?

Maybe, but that would take time, Gillis.

More than we've got.

TERRY: What about school?

Even if her parents won't put out a missing persons,

there is a state law about truancy.

Now, can't we out a bulletin on that?

That's not too bad a question, Webster.

Be very unusual to put out a bulletin on that.

It'd also be very legal.

[PRINTER CLICKING]

DISPATCHER: [OVER RADIO] Barbara Tabnor.

Age, 16.

Five feet, three inches.

105 pounds.

Blonde hair.

Blue eyes.

Complexion, fair.

Last seen wearing jeans and plaid shirt.

This girl in possible danger of coma.

If found, Red Blanket, nearest emergency.

Well, thank you for coming, Eva. We, uh...

We appreciate you trying to help.

If there's anything you think of,

please let us know.

Thank you.

Give them time.

Maybe somebody will come up with something.

Mrs. Mann, I'm afraid we're running out of time.

Excuse me, uh,

Mrs. Mann, does the name Keith mean anything to you?

Haven't got a last name.

There are so many students,

the vice-principal just can't know all of them

as much as I'd like to.

Mrs. Mann, uh,

I just found the last page of a letter in Barbara's locker.

Uh, signed Keith.

That's all, no envelope, nothing else.

From what it says here, he found a place to live, uh,

to stay, after he ran away.

Uh, listen.

"To tell you the truth, I was scared to death when I split.

"I had nowhere to go but then I found this place.

"If you're ever on a bad trip,

"they'll help you here, Barbie.

"Nobody asks questions. Nobody."

It ends there.

Now, "Keith."

Keith who, Mrs. Mann?

Biggs. Keith Biggs.

Of course, I should have known from the beginning.

He was a heroin user.

The police arrested him twice.

Uh, before he became involved with drugs, he

and Barbara were friends.

Mrs. Mann, do you have any idea

where the place Keith's referring to is located?

No.

Maybe his parents.

Keith's father is dead.

Um, after Keith ran away, his mother had a nervous

breakdown.

And she moved to Florida, she had a sister there who

was going to take care of her.

I could find out if she left a forwarding address.

Would you do that, Mrs. Mann?

Please, uh... It's going the long way around but

that's all we've got now.

[SIGHS]

Looks like we're all Barbie's got, too.

[HEAVY BREATHING]

Leave me alone.

Barbara, Barbara, Barbara. Barbara, listen to me,

listen to me, you're going to comoe through it.

I know it hurts now, listen to me.

It hurts now, but that's good.

It means that you're gonna come through it.

We're right here. No one's gonna go away.

We know what's happening.

We've been through it before. Just relax.

Let it happen, babe. It's gonna be all right.

[GASPING]

Does she look right to you?

They're all different.

This one's a little... [SIGHS]

A little rougher than most.

Do her parents know she's here?

No.

[GROANING]

I'm gonna make a call.

[HUSHING]

Yes, she does have a kind of case

where she keeps souvenirs and things,

but I won't let you examine its contents,

and that's final.

Why not?

Because young people have civil rights.

That's why not.

How about a right to live? Does she have that right?

Well, I don't happen to think that anything I'm doing is

affecting Barbara's...

[PHONE RINGING]

Hello?

Please don't interrupt me, just listen.

Your daughter is undergoing a period of

narcotics withdrawal.

Wait. She's gonna be back

with you shortly.

Please don't attempt to have this phone call traced,

or contact the police.

Your daughter is gonna be... Is gonna be just fine.

I just don't want you to be worried.

[DIAL TONE]

Oh. Thank you.

Oh, for all we know, that phone call might

have been just a joke.

And for all we know,

Barbara could be dead.

Just because she has diabetes?

Well, I mean, I...

I know it's not something to be taken lightly, but...

She's 16 years old.

She's probably terrified she's going to end up like me.

And I'm terrified for her.

She's seen what kind of marriage we've had

since I lost my sight.

And she decided she'd rather risk dying than have that.

We have a good marriage.

A marriage held together by your fear of what people

would say if you left me.

And by my fear of what I'd do if I left you.

And by the fact we both love Barbara.

That's not a marriage.

It's two cripples with one crutch between them.

Hey, look at this.

The Haven.

[CLOCK TICKING]

Let's go.

Thank you.

MRS. TABNOR: Where are you going?

Do you know where she is?

I think so. We'll call you as soon as we know anything.

[SIGHS]

We don't have a bad marriage.

[CHUCKLES] Well, nobody has

a perfect marriage.

You know?

Every marriage is

made up of little compromises, after all.

Most people have marriages like ours.

Don't they, Ellen?

Don't they?

[EXHALES]

[SIRENS WAILING]

[DISHES CLATTER]

Hi.

How are you?

I wanna go home, Keith.

KEITH: [SIGHS] Come on. Hang on.

You can make it. I know you can.

Barbara, I've seen people who give up, and,

they're back on the stuff in no time.

Now, you don't want that to happen to you, do you?

I wanna go home.

It's not gonna work.

I gotta head...

KEITH: No, all you gotta do is hang on.

Just hang on.

You can make it.

I might die.

KEITH: You're not gonna die.

You just gotta hang on.

You can hack it.

KEITH: I know you can.

[SIGHS] Atta girl.

[SIRENS WAILING]

[TIRES SCREECHING]

Okay. Now, stay cool, now. Don't panic.

It might just be somebody getting a speeding ticket.

[BELL RINGING]

Okay, you guys, come with me. Let's see what this is about.

Hey, come here. Come here.

The cops have any reason to be looking for any of you guys?

I think it's Barbara.

Her parents must have found out she was here

and sent the cops.

Yeah, lots of girls come and go here, Officer.

But after a while, their faces all just look alike,

and their names just go out of our mind.

Hey, uh, we know your reputation, man.

It's a good one. Helping people.

This girl needs a different kind of help.

She's diabetic, she may already be in shock.

You say she's a diabetic.

She's a friend of mine, I'm telling you the truth.

Well, cops have been known to lie, my friend.

That's right.

And diabetics without insulin have been known

to die, my friend.

A lot of our people would like to die

when they come here, but they never do.

And they walk outta these gates as whole human beings.

Now, can you say the same,

when they walk out of your prisons?

Why would we lie to you?

JOHN: Oh, come on! I've been around cops.

I've been hassled and busted by cops all

across this country.

They've got people inside that can't pass a simple

urine test.

That people in there would fall apart

if they had to go near one of your joints again.

If I let you in there, and you start busting them,

then we've got nothing left.

There is no haven here anymore.

We're telling you the truth.

We only want one girl.

To help her.

JOHN: I don't buy your truth.

If you got a search warrant, then I can't keep you out.

If you don't, there is no way that you're getting in.

How can you be so sure we're lying?

Because if you were worried about her being a diabetic,

you would have brought some insulin along with you.

But neither one of you said a word about that.

Now, you listen to me.

We didn't bring any insulin because neither

of us are doctors

and the dose has to be exact.

Now, too much insulin could kill her.

Now, our job is to find her,

and get her to a hospital where there are people who

know what they're doing.

Now, I don't know how else to say it to you,

but please believe us,

because we're just trying to save her life.

Okay, one of you. One.

Go in, talk to her.

See if she backs you up.

Leave that gun.

I'm takin' her.

Okay, Angie.

Now, listen, nobody says anything, right?

Okay, tell Jordan that I took the Jeep,

and I'll have her back in a couple days.

Get the door.

Where is she?

I thought you said she was here.

She was, man. I don't know where she is.

[ENGINE STARTS]

Where does that road lead?

I'm not gonna tell you. Why not?

Because, I don't want you putting a collar

on her on some highway.

I mean, if you guys are running a con on me,

she's gonna be behind bars before the day is out.

One! I said one.

Found something out there you better take a look at.

[DOOR CLOSES]

Oh, my God.

All right. Now, where does that road lead?

It comes out east of River Road.

Is that your bike outside?

Yes, yes.

TERRY: I'll roll an ambulance.

Tell him it's a Red Blanket.

East on River Road? Right.

[ENGINE STARTS]

Dispatch, this is Ludlow Nine.

Need a relay to Memorial Hospital.

Tell them to roll an ambulance.

[ENGINE REVVING]

[TIRES SCREECHING]

[SIREN WAILING]

[SIREN WAILING]

[TIRES SCREECHING]

[TIRES SCREECHING]

[MOTORBIKE APPROACHING]

Think he made it past the intersection

before you got here?

No. He can't go faster cross-country than I can

go by the highway.

He double back?

No. No way.

I'll call an air watch. See if they can't find him.

Hey, forget it. There's not enough time.

We can't just sit here. [HORN BLARING]

Don't bust her, man. She's just trying to get clean.

Diabetics are not supposed to get clean of insulin.

How's the pulse?

It's weak.

Pretty weak.

Hi.

Hi.

Take me home, Willie.

Hang on. Hang on.

Wanna come along? Yeah.

[ALL EXCLAIMING]

Hey, numero uno. It's gotta be something

to be numero uno.

Yeah, but I'm not quite finished.

Uh-oh.

Well, it's not that big a disgrace to finish 10th

in your first race.

No. No. How many people

in that race, Riley?

It matters not how you play the game...

No, no, no, no... [DOORBELL RINGS]

All right, I'll just get...

Let me get the doorbell, just stay right there.

Mr. Tabnor. Hi. Come on in.

Hi.

Hey, you ready to go, Barb?

Yeah.

Hello.

I don't mean to rush you, but, uh,

we're due to pick your mother up at the hospital

in about 15 minutes.

It's okay. The hospital?

There's nothing wrong, I hope.

No, the exact opposite, as a matter of fact.

When Barb was in the hospital, when she was

coming out of her coma,

Jill told my wife about some of the things

you're doing with lasers.

How they're able to help all kinds of cases

of diabetic blindness.

And she's over getting her first treatment now.

I... I hope it works out.

So do I.

But it's not vital.

I'll see you. Bye. Later, you guys.

See you, Barb. Later.

Bye. Oh, hey. Barbie? Yeah.

Next Saturday. Big race.

Bye, Willie. I'll see you there.

Okay. Bye.

Hey, Willie. Yeah.

I think you won the race that counts.

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