All language subtitles for Best Friends Forever s01e01 Pilot.eng

- Len, my marriage
is falling apart.

I had to make a call.

- So, you went to the shadiest
nail salon in San Francisco

and got a bikini wax?

- I think they just found,
like, an old yankee candle,

melted it down,
and slapped it on down there.

- Jessica, come on!

- Listen, Peter's
coming home tomorrow, I didn't have a choice.

- Hey, you always have a choice
when it comes to your vagina.

- What do you
want me to do--

Greet my husband at the door
wearing a pair of fur shorts?

- I'm not listening,
but I will say

that men do like
a natural woman.

- Joe, get out of there!

Hey, he's lying to you,
by the way.

You should get that
taken care of.

- Never.
- Lennon.

It is a situation
down there.

- They may take my life...

- Don't you do it.
Don't do braveheart.

- But they'll never take...

Both: My freedom!

- Oh, my god.
You two are insane.

[Doorbell rings]
I got to get the door. Hold on.

- Babe, you nailed it.

- Oh, my god!

- What's happening?

- [Screams]
- Jessica?

Are you being murdered?
What's going on?

What happened?

- [Crying] Peter Fed Exed me
divorce papers.

- Oh, my--
- I didn't get a word of that.

- Peter Fed Exed her
divorce papers.

- He didn't even Fed Ex them
priority overnight.

- Well, what did he send it?
- Two-day ground, Lennon.

- Two-day ground?
Really?

- I broke it.

Lennon, I just
broke these papers.

- Okay, you know what?
That's it.

You're coming home tonight.

I'm booking you
a ticket to New York.

- On the plus side, Jess,

You can put those
fur shorts back on.

- Babe!

- Joe, what are you
talking about?

- I'm--I'm sorry.
I'm not good with tragedy.

"Best Friends Forever: S01E01" "Pilot"
Original air date 04 April, 2012

Sync by honeybunny
Corrections by MaxiZephyr www.addic7ed.com

- Here I was
just waxing things...

- Well, I told you about that.

- Talking to Dr. Gail.
- Okay.

- The point is
he's already checked out.

- That's how he was
the entire marriage, Jess.

- I just feel like
such an idiot.

- I know, but...

I don't think there's
anything you could've done.

- I bet--I bet he's with that
girl from the Lisbon office--

Short bangs.
- Okay, let's not jump to any--

- I didn't trust her
the moment I saw her,

With those knee-high socks,
and those Mary Janes.

- Well, that is not
a professional look.

- No, it isn't.

But I bet she's
a lot less work than I am.

- Okay, all right.

- I'll bet Short bangs
is real fun.

I used to be fun, Len.

- You're still fun.

- Remember those trips
to Block island?

We rode tandem bikes?
- Yeah.

- Now no one wants to ride
tandem bikes with me.

- Hey, I have told you
a thousand times

I would love to ride
a tandem bike with you.

- [Sighs]
God.

We always
blame ourselves, huh?

- Um...

I just feel, you know...
- Yeah.

- I just want...

Um, Len...

Is there perhaps somewhere
that he might go?

- Well, he lives here.

- No, I know, but maybe,
like, a 24-hour Duane Reade

or, like, a bus station maybe,
where they have an open kiosk

or something?
- You know he can hear us.

- I don't care, Lennon.
- Okay.

Um, hey, babe, I'm sorry.
Would you mind just, uh...?

- Oh, yeah, totally.

I'm buying deodorant.
I'm getting on a bus.

- Okay, listen to me.
This is what we're gonna do.

We're gonna make up
a nice, comfy bed for you

in your old room.
- Okay.

- That's my office.

- Joe will blow up the aerobed.

- Or I could just sleep
on the couch,

And you guys could take
the bedroom.

- Really, babe?
- That'd be great. Thank you.

- No, I was kidding.
- And we'll just spend

the whole weekend
just snuggled up on the couch,

watching Steel Magnolias.
- Can we watchSteel Magnolias?

- But we are doing
lazy Sunday, right?

That--that's still on.

- Wait, you guys
still do lazy Sunday?

That was our thing, Len.

- Yeah, I mean,
it's so different

from when you and I
used to do it.

- Yeah, we do it real lazy.
We do it right.

Best buds, chili,
the wolverines game...

- Wait--w-wait a second.
The tv is on?

Well, is it still
a culinary experience?

Because when
I was in charge,

it was a trip around the world
for the taste buds.

- Oh, it's still
a culinary experience.

I'm--I'm making
my monster chili,

with real
monster energy drink,

and scoops.

- What the hell are scoops?

- Okay, so a scoop is like
a miniature tortilla bowl

designed
by genius scientists

to convey the maximum amount
of Guacamole, of Salsa...

- I don't understand
what's happening right now, Len.

- Okay, I-I think it might
just all be too much right now.

- But Rav's already
bringing the pony keg.

- I'm--wait. Rav is coming?
- Yeah.

And he's bringing this girl he's
dating who was on Miami Inc.

- Lennon, I cannot see Rav
right now.

- Jess, it's been, like,
three years, come on.

- Okay, you know what?

We're just gonna host
next month.

- Oh...

- Listen...

I know you're having
a really tough time right now.

- W-why are you
whispering?

- I'm whispering because
I need to get across

some information
in a hushed tone, okay?

- Okay, what--
what do you want?

- I need lazy Sunday
to happen,

'cause I'm planning
something special for Len.

- Well,
what are you planning?

- I--there's no way
I can tell you that.

You'll run and tell her, just
like you did with Springsteen.

- Joe, that was
an outdoor concert.

I was trying to just make sure
she had a light jacket.

- I'm giving up my office.
It's the least you can do.

- All right, fine.

- Great.

- What are you do--who--
what is happening? Okay.

- I just thought
you're having a rough time.

- I know, but I just
would rather--thank you.

- Babe, thank you so much
for giving up your office.

She just needs,
like, a drawer or two.

- Okay, but just, please,

I don't want her
touching my desk, all right?

I'm designing this new character
for my new game,

Fatal Blowout,
and I just--

- I'm sorry. Fatal Blowout?
I am gonna need to see that.

- Okay, okay, but i--

it's not done or anything, okay?
- I don't care.

- Okay.

There.

- Oh, my god, is that me?

Thanks for giving me
those great boobs.

- Yeah, well,
you actually need them

to balance out your crossbow...
- Mm-hmm.

- Because even though
you have access

to all this
unbelievable weaponry,

you still insist
on only using your crossbow,

which I think
is totally badass.

- That is extremely badass.

I bet you would, uh,

give a drawer
to one of her best friends.

- Yeah, I mean,
I'd have no choice.

- Yeah, 'cause otherwise she'd
murder you with her giant boobs.

[Laughs]

Thank you.

- It was nothing.

- No, not for the boobs,
for the room.

Bye, babe.
Be back in an hour.

Now, you're sure lazy Sunday's
not gonna be too much for you?

- Yes, I think
it'll be good for me

to have something to focus on
other than

the shattered remains
of my life.

- Yeah. Oh, I'm sorry.
The recipe.

- Oh, I'll get it. Hold on.

- [Screams]

- We were gone
five seconds--

just F.Y.I.

Lennon, what was that?
- I'm sorry. It's--

Joe calls that
his "Naked Freedom."

- That means his ass
is all over the seat cushions.

- [Laughs]
Yeah.

- Look who's back.

But I think
we all saw this coming.

You look older.

- Oh, really, Queenetta?
'cause you still look six.

- I'm 9 1/2!

You been gone three years!
Do the math!

- All right,
simmer down, Q.

- Also, now that you're
back in the dating world,

I'd get rid
of them sad khakis.

- I needed a relaxed fit.

- 'cause you got to put
some work in

if you want to keep a man.

Nails done, hair done...
Both: Everything did.

Oh, you fancy, huh?
Oh, you fancy, huh?

- Okay, you know what?

Okay, I will have you know
that I went to joy nail spa,

and I got it all done,
Queenetta.

- Okay, we got to get
to the store, so...

- Ooh, for lazy Sunday?
Can I come?

- All right, I would like to
know why you are always out here

Like a little stoop troll.

- 'cause there's
a new baby in my house,

And I don't like
the way it smells!

- Well, I don't like
the way you smell.

- I don't like the way
your hair smells!

- I don't like your face!

[Bells jangle]

- Don't you worry about it,
sweetheart.

You get back
to your fighting weight,

Get out of them khakis,

And you'll be beatin' 'em
back with a stick.

Now, which one
of my premium meats

Can I interest you
in today?

- Oh, could we have, uh,
seven pounds of ground chuck?

'cause we're doing
Joe's chili.

- You got it.
Allow me to go to the grinder.

- Thank you, Angelo.
- Thank you, Angelo.

Hey, do I really look that bad
in these khakis?

And what's he talking about
with my fighting weight?

- No, it's just
these front pleats.

They give the illusion
of extra weight.

- Oh, god. I have to worry
about this crap again.

I don't even have
any good underwear.

I'm wearing bathing suit bottoms
right now, Lennon.

- Hey, that is not healthy.
Those trap moisture.

- Where am I gonna live--

Some sad studio with a hotplate
and a Murphy bed?

Oh, god,
this is so overwhelming.

I give up.

- You give up.
- Yeah.

- Okay, and this is
from the same woman

who managed to throw together
in mere hours

a mediterranean feast
that would go on to become

one of the most legendary
lazy sundays ever?

Those garlic lamb shanks...
- The shanks...

- I'm sorry, yes,
they fell right off the bone.

And then you did, um,
like, a new potato or some--

- It was a smash. What it was
was a parmesan smash.

- And that
watermelon feta salad.

- Something hot,
something cold.

- Hey, we should do it.
- What?

- We should do it again--

the feast,
the mediterranean feast.

- Okay.
- Okay, Angelo!

- Huh?

- We're gonna need several cuts
of your most premium meats.

- Screw the grinder, Angelo!
The ladies are back!

- Hey, uh...

- Okay, we're whispering.
What's going--

- I just want
to thank you so much.

Lennon is gonna
love the surprise.

- No problem.

- Hey, where are my scoops?

- Oh, we don't need scoops,

'cause we're not doing
chili anymore.

- We're doing shanks.

- What? Why?

- I love you.

- [Sighs]

Only one drawer?
Come on, joe.

Oh, my god.

- Oh!
[Sighs]

- Ha ha!
- Mwah!

- Oh, Rav?
Rav. Rav. Rav.

Can I talk to you?

- Before you say anything,
let me just say I'm sorry.

I never should've told you
not to marry him,

Or punch him in the face.

That was completely wrong
on my part, and I apologize.

- Okay.
Can I ask you a question?

- Sure. Anything.

- What do we think
about Joe for Len,

You know, like, long-term?

- I just laid my soul
on the line.

- And I said, "okay."

- We haven't spoken to each
other in, like, three years.

- That wasn't my fault.

- Well, you didn't return
my calls.

- Well, I was still
mad at you.

- Well, I'm trying
to apologize right now.

- Okay, well, I don't have time
to talk about this,

Because I got to figure out
if this guy is right for Len.

- You're getting a divorce.
Figure that out.

- I have it under control,
but thank you.

- Really?
- Yes.

- Where's your bra?

- Oh, man.

Okay, I found a ring
in Joe's drawer,

And I think he's gonna propose
on lazy Sunday.

- That's awesome.

- That's not awesome.
It's way too soon.

They've only been together,
like, what, 11 months?

- Well, that's twice as long
as you and peter were together

before you guys
got engaged, so...

come on, jess,
look at her.

Have you ever seen her this
comfortable with anybody before?

- I don't think she's
particularly comfortable.

- [Grunting goofily]

[Laughs]

[Continues grunting]

- Also, I don't want
to burst your bubble,

But you're not exactly the best
judge of character, so...

- Okay,
and your girlfriend Miami Inc.

seems like a real keeper.

- You know what?
Just stay out of it, okay?

- Yeah, well, just--guess what?
F.Y.I., your apologies suck.

- Okay, well,
I take it back, then.

I'm not sorry.
- You can't take it back.

- I'm glad I punched him
in the face.

[Gunshots on video game]
- Rav!

I'm gonna die,
here, buddy!

Rav!

And I'm dead.
- Sorry, dude.

I got tied up.

- Doing what?

- Hey, why don't you relax?

- Why don't you relax?

Do you know
how hard it is to relax

when you have, like,
perfume and lipstick

and lady cream
on your desk?

- Then why don't you
get out of your office?

- I'm sorry.
I don't feel like taking part

in a Steel Magnolias
marathon.

I guess I'm just
not interested in hearing

Sally Fields
tell a bunch of jokes.

- It's not a comedy, okay?

It's about
the fragility of life.

Can I tell you something?

I lived with Jess and Len
senior year,

So I know
what kind of hell you're in.

If you keep retreating,
it's only gonna get worse.

You need to get out there
and fight for your girlfriend.

Be a man.
Watch Steel Magnolias.

- My colors
are blush and bashful, mama.

- Why would Shelby
go and get pregnant

when she knew her kidneys
couldn't handle it?

- Well, she said she'd rather
have 30 minutes of wonderful

than a whole lifetime
of nothing.

- Well, yeah, but I mean,

if she knew
how it would turn out,

would she do it again?

- Yeah, probably.
- No. What?

Lennon, we can't ask her,
'cause she's dead.

- [Laughs]
Okay.

- No, listen to me.

You cannot rush things
like babies and...

marriage.

That's called
"pulling a Shelby."

- What do you mean?

You mean like,
"I need some juice, mama!"

- Lenny, stop it! I'm serious!
[Laughing]

- "Mama, get me some juice!"
- stop it!

- [Laughs]
- Listen to me.

Hey, I married a guy
before I really knew him,

and look how
that turned out.

I don't want that
happening to you.

- [Laughs]
I won't pull a Shelby.

You know I like
to take things slow.

- Okay, then I don't need
to be worried?

- About what?

- I don't know--like, you
getting married anytime soon.

- Oh, my god.
He just moved in. Jess.

- Okay, good.
That's what I needed to hear.

- Okay.
- Thank you, Shelby.

- You're welcome.
"I need some juice!"

- "M'lynn, do you have
any cookies in your purse?"

- "No, Annelle,
juice is better."

- What're we doing,
watching "Steely Mags"?

Let me pull the wolverines chair
up real close.

- Okay, you know we're watching
Steel Magnolias, right?

- The 1989 film,
starring Julia Roberts

in an oscar-nominated
performance,

based on the 1987 play
by the same name?

Yeah. I'm familiar.

- Don't--
- Drink the juice.

- Shelby, you need some juice.
You need some juice.

- Wikipedia says it's based
on the author's dying sister.

- We don't--
we don't talk during the film.

- You need some juice.

- Okay, you're not supposed
to give a diabetic juice.

I had a roommate named Barry
who had full-blown 'betes,

- And he--
- Shh!

- How precious
is this wedding gonna get?

- Hey, is that
Daryl Hannah from Splash?

- It is. Nice.

- You know, Joe, I'm surprised
you haven't seen this movie,

considering
it's Lennon's favorite.

- It's not
Lennon's favorite movie.

Braveheais Lennon's
favorite movie.

- [Scoffs] Lennon, tell him
what your favorite movie is.

- Um, well, I have
a favorite movie with you,

And I have
a favorite movie with him.

- You can't
have two favorites.

- My personal favorite
Brigadoon.

- What? That's ridiculous!
- That's a musical or something?

- You guys want snacks?

- Hey. Hey.
I know what you're up to.

- Hey, I'm just trying
to watch "Steely Mags."

- No, no, I know
what you have planned,

and you need
to just slow it down,

because now is not
a good time for this.

- Wait. Not a good time for who?
Not a good time for you?

'cause the surprise
isn't for you--it's for Lennon.

- No, I know Lennon, and she
doesn't want this right now.

- I thought Steel Magnolias
was all about living life

and how Shelby just wanted
30 minutes of wonderful inst--

- And then she died, Joe.
She died.

- [Sighs]

Spoiler alert.

- So, take me through
the flow of the evening.

- So, it's a ding-dong,
"hello, can I take your coat?"

That will be Joe.
- I man the drink station.

- They pass by the apps,

and they bring
their food over here.

I don't like that.
- Okay.

Let me throw this in the mix,
and tell me if I'm crazy.

What if we were to do
hot apps over there,

Cold apps...
- On the coffee table? Genius.

- Okay.

- But this couch for me,
really blocking the flow, right?

- Well, there's a reason we had
it over here for eight years.

Just...

- All right, let's move it.
- We're gonna move it.

- Moving it.
- All right.

Give me a break--it's already
opening up the space.

- I can breathe again.

- So, it's a ding-dong,
hello, coats, drinks...

- Mm-hmm.
- Hot apps, cold apps...

- I just...
- What? Talk to me.

- Something is off.

[Sighs]

- Uh-huh. Uh-huh.

So they got you
running errands now, huh?

[chuckles]
Next thing you know,

your velvet painting
of sicily

disappears
from the front hallway.

- Nah.

It's only
for another few days.

- [Chuckles]
That's what I thought too,

when my sister-in-law
came to "help" with the baby.

- What happened?

- I'll tell you
what didn't happen.

I didn't have sex with two
sisters like I thought it would.

You know what sisters
like to do together?

Eat. You know what
they don't like to do?

Exercise.

- How long did she stay?

- We've gone through
three cats,

And she's still here.

- Lennon,
that's my wolverines chair.

What, did jessica
not want it?

- Well, it's just not working
in here anymore, so, uh...

- Yeah, well, a lot of things
aren't working in here anymore.

- You know what?
I--

I don't understand
why you're getting so upset.

It's just a chair.

- No, no, no,
it's not just a chair.

It's about you and me,
and--and--

And we were
supposed to do scoops

And--and chili,
and that was the plan.

And--and what is that couch
even doing over there?

And I don't want her to be here
for even one cat's life,

Much less
three cats' lives.

- What cat?
We don't have a cat.

- But she's just
ruining everything, lennon.

- Okay, well,
what would you like me to do?

Kick her out on the street?
She is my best friend.

- No, of course not.

- Okay, please
keep your voice down,

because she is
in the other room.

- Oh, I'm sorry,
I wouldn't want to wake up

the princess
from her midday nap.

Wouldn't that be terrible,

if she was woken up
from sleeping

in the middle of the afternoon!
- You know what? I am sorry...

that for once
in our entire relationship,

I can't put you first without
you having a big old breakdown!

- I don't--I don't--
that's like big bird.

I don't do that!

- That is just
what you just did!

- That's ridiculous!
That's not how I act!

And you know what?
If you love each other so much,

Why don't you just
move to the berkshires,

and open up
a lesbian candle shop!

- That is a great idea!
I love vanilla...

and lesbians!
[Door slams]

- Len, are you okay?

Listen, you don't have to do
that stuff for me.

- Okay, yeah, but I do have to
do that stuff for you,

'cause otherwise,
you'll just go back to peter,

And we'll be right back
where we started.

- What are you talking about?
Len, my marriage is over.

You actually think
I would do that?

- You went back to him

the first time he cheated
on you, so, yeah.

- O-okay, you know what?

If you had something
to say about that,

you should have spoken up.
- Oh, why?

So you could ignore me for three
years like you did to Rav?

See what you made me do?
- I didn't do anything, Len.

- I cannot make both of you
happy, so you know what?

Screw lazy Sunday!

- What? No!

- Yeah, it's over, and you can
both go shove these...

jammers right up
your buttholes!

I always said Joe was a ticking time bomb.

Not surprised.
- Hey, who'd you say that to?

- Myself.
Nobody listens to me.

- What are you doing?
What are you so afraid of--

that on top of everything you
lost, you're gonna lose len too?

- No.

[Sniffles]
- Okay.

All right.

You're never
gonna lose her.

You guys have been obsessed with
each other since freshman year,

when you realized you both
had hugh grant's haircut

from
Four Weddings and a Funeral.

- [Laughs]

- But she found somebody
that makes her really happy,

so you got to make room
for him now.

And you got other people here
for you besides Len,

Just so you know.

- Like who?

- All right,
get off my keg.

- Like you, I know.
I have you.

- Yeah.

- [Snorts]

[Sighs]

Len?

Len, I'm--I'm sorry.

I just--I got afraid,
and I was being so--okay.

What's happening here?

- I'm making ground chuck
out of lamb shanks.

- Yeah, no,
I can see that.

Can we ca--
can we calm down?

- No, because I-I have
to make Joe's monster chili,

Because we had a plan,
and it wasn't fair,

And then I deflated
his wolverines chair,

And now he's never gonna
forgive me.

So come on!
Get on the train!

- All right, Len? Can we drop--
can we drop the meat?

We got to drop that meat.

You listen to me.

I did not spend the last three
years of a loveless marriage

Watching only
The Barefoot Contessa

to be defeated
by Joe's monster chili.

So we can do this.

- I don't know.
- Yes, you do.

Now, you go
wash your hands.

Okay, no, leave the meat.
Honey, leave the meat.

- Okay,
scoops looking good.

Q, pick up the pace
on the wieners.

Jess, ETA
on the wolverines chair.

- Are you guys making
my monster chili?

Are these scoops?

- Yeah, well, they were
all out at the store, so we--

- Lennon, homemade scoops?

This is the nicest thing
anybody's ever done for me.

- Babe, I'm sorry. I--

I think I just got carried away
taking care of Jess,

and I forgot
all about our stuff.

- No, Len, I don't want you
to stop taking care of people.

It's one of the things
I love the most about you.

I'm just gonna have to learn
how to share you.

[Chair squeaks]

- [Panting]

- Hey, just so you know,
we have a pump for that.

- [Wheezing]

[Man speaking indistinctly
on television]

- Right there.

- Okay, so, Q, I'm thinking
Joe's gonna propose at halftime,

so, when Len says, "yes,"
I give you the signal,

and that's when you shoot off
the confetti gun, okay?

- And then tomorrow, you gonna
say "yes" to some new pants.

- [Scoffs]
Okay.

- Nuh-uh!
Fighting weight.

- Can I just have a half--
- No!

No, don't you do it.

[Indistinct chatter]

- If everybody's, uh--

If everybody's had
their fill of monster chili,

I have a bit
of an announcement to make,

If that's okay.

We all know how much
Lennon does for everybody.

I mean, Jess, she's helping out
a ton right now,

Given that you're
barely holding it together.

- I'll be okay, guys.
So...

I'm wearing a bra.
[Chuckles]

- And for some reason,
she loves me,

which is just...

pretty much the most amazing
thing that's ever happened.

Lennon Elizabeth walker...

will you...

go to the William Wallace
memorial with me in Scotland?

- You shut your mouth.
Are you serious?

"Are you ready for a war?"
- "Every man dies!"

Both: "But not every man
truly lives!"

- Is that it?
Is--is that it?

- What do you mean
"is that it?"

We're going
to Scotland to see

where Mel Gibson
got his guts torn out!

- Yeah!

- Just need to see you
in the bathroom. Excuse me.

- Oh, my god, that's the grip
of an Orangutan!

- "You tell the sons
and daughters of Scotland

that they are free."

- Okay.

Are you gonna
do it in Scotland?

- Do what?
- Propose!

- What are you
talking about?

- Hey, what is
going on in here?

- I have no idea.
- Stop.

Okay, are you guys
gonna get married or what?

- Married?
- Yeah. Of course.

- Um, really?

- Yeah, I mean,
not right now, but...

I want to be
with you forever.

- I want to be
with you forever.

- O-okay, but, guys, guys, hi.
What--what about the ring?

- What ring
are you talking about?

- Oh, okay, when I was looking
through your stuff--

- You were looking
through my stuff?

- That's not appropriate.
- Relax, relax.

I found an ugly-ass ring--
a snake swallowing a heart?

- Oh, wait--that ring?
- Yes.

- I--yeah, well--

When Lennon and I went on our
first date to medieval times--

- Oh, my god,
it was so awesome.

A live Falcon landed
right on my arm.

- Pow. Cutest little hood
you've ever seen.

- No, you two really are
perfect for each other. Go on.

- Anyway, when you were
getting your third turkey leg,

I went and bought this ring
so that I could...

have something to remember
our first date by.

- Really?

- Yeah.

- That's really sweet.

- Oh, man.

- I'm sorry. I just--it's--
- what?

- I'm still here.
I'm so sorry.

- [Laughs]

- Come on.
- Okay.

I thought you'd never ask.

- We didn't.
We really didn't.

- I love you, Joe.

- All right.
- I love you guys!

- So, Len...
- Yeah?

- I know I'm not
supposed to get involved,

but if that was the ring
he was gonna propose with,

I should've
said something, right?

- Oh, yeah, you should've come
to me immediately.

- Even though...

she has all this weaponry
available to her,

she still insists
on using...

a crossbow!
- [screams]

- Oh, my god!
[Laughs]

- Oh, my god!
What are you doing in here?

- Joe!
I'm gonna gouge out my eyes!

- What the...
- Joe!

Get out of here!

It's worse from behind!
It's worse from behind!

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