Five years since the terrorist attack in Mumbai,
and there are many other disasters.
A grim reminder of what happened at the Taj on November 26th.
***
[ Gunfire ]
[ Screaming ]
Woman: ...Still searching the second floor of the Taj.
[ Gunfire ]
Amelia, where are you?
[ Indistinct shouting ]
Man: ...Shot people needlessly in cold blood.
[ Sighs ]
[ Shouting continues ]
[ Indistinct chatter ]
Woman: ...The 12 coordinated attacks
killed 166 victims from 10 countries.
Man: I'm just rubbing my eyes here.
In just a few minutes, this whole building has caught fire.
10 dead!
[ Fading chatter ]
[ Gunfire ]
Hey, mom. Hey, dad. We miss you.
She's mine now, dad.
[ Both laugh ]
How could you?
[ Engine roars ]
[ Shouting in Hindi ] [ Tires screech ]
[ Gun cocks ]
[ Radio chatter ]
Badri: Can you explain why you were trespassing
on government property? [ Beeping ]
[ Buzzing, lock clicks ]
At 18:00 hours, we were alerted to a level-one Sigint breach
on a highly-protected military geosync satellite.
[ Radio chatter ]
[ Beeping ] We sourced the signal to you,
yet we found no communication equipment on your person,
let alone something with the processing power... [ Door closes ]
...to break through a helio-encrypted firewall.
Can you explain that?
You know, she doesn't like the attention you give her.
What are you talking about?
That woman who brought you coffee.
She's married, and you make her uncomfortable.
In fact, she's afraid of you.
Why is that, Badri?
I haven't told you our names.
[ Beeping ]
[ Buzzing, lock clicks ]
Did you just do that?
[ Grunts ]
[ Alarm sounding ]
[ Panting ]
[ Indistinct shouting ]
[ Tires screech ] [ Shouting continues ]
[ Gunfire ]
[ Gunfire continues ]
[ Panting ]
[ Indistinct shouting ]
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Albert, when I was at NASA in '81,
we sent the space shuttle into orbit.
A cellphone today has a thousand times more processing power
than we put in that spacecraft. [ Albert meows ]
Technology is not revolutionary.
It's evolutionary.
Ah, that's pretty good.
[ Clatter ] [ Chuckles ] I like that.
Oh, boy. Looks like our raccoons are back.
All right, I think I'll keep you inside.
[ Yowls ]
[ Recorder clatters ]
[ Speaks Chinese ]
Please, take whatever you want.
[ Gasps ]
Identification, please.
Lillian: Pete, I don't work for Langley.
You want me to move assets on that kind of intel,
it'll have to come directly from 1600.
Agent Neal's here. Thank you, everyone. That'll be all.
Riley. Lillian Strand.
Ms. Strand. Pleasure to meet you.
We met once before, didn't we?
Yes. On air force one. I didn't think you'd remember.
Riley, you have been vetted for months
for a job you neither applied for,
nor are even aware of.
We narrowed the list of candidates to six.
And in the end, you're the only one I brought here.
Ma'am, I'm flattered, but I already have a job.
Take a walk with me.
What do you know about Cybercom?
You're responsible for deepnet salvage,
cryptanalysis, cyber defense, data mining...
and a program called "Clockwork."
In 1939, the Nazis began developing a doomsday weapon.
The U.S. response was an unprecedented
mobilization of resources called the Manhattan Project,
resulting in the most devastating weapon ever built.
Now we face new and even more insidious threats.
Clockwork is this generation's Manhattan Project.
It's been active for six months
and has enjoyed a 100% success rate,
included in that success
is the thwarting of the Super Bowl bomber.
I thought that was C.I.A.?
You haven't been cleared to think anything different...
until now.
Last year, "60 Minutes" aired a story about a quadriplegic
who could operate a robotic arm with her mind.
The microchip that made that possible
was created right here. [ Beep ]
While other agencies have been busy
trying to make artificial intelligence more human,
we gave a human the kind of power
that had previously only been found in a machine.
We created a man who's the first of his kind --
an advanced intelligence agent.
[ Monitors beeping ] [ Door closes ]
We're almost done.
We haven't found any residual virus.
What kind of virus?
Stuxnet --
the world's first weaponized cyber worm.
The computer virus? Boo-yah.
Of course, the only way to plant it in an isolated,
bunkerized system in the middle of the Himalayas
was for Gabriel to carry it in himself,
which is why we're making sure none of the code burrowed in.
Burrowed into what? Is he under anesthesia?
I wish.
Gabriel, you're done.
[ Groans ] Finally.
Riley, you've changed your hair color.
I don't believe we've met.
Wow, that photo you e-mailed your boyfriend in college --
got to be careful what you send out there in the world.
It's called digital permanence. Right, Amos?
Don't worry, he can't print.
By the way, I'm Amos Pembroke, Gabriel's pri-tech.
Primary technician.
Nobody around here uses more syllables than they have to.
You'll fit right in.
What's that supposed to mean?
1060 on your S.A.T.s? Come on.
I was a bad test taker.
And who the hell do you think you are?
Whoa, a sealed juvenile record. What's that about?
Gabriel, don't open that file. Fine.
What's in it? Shoplifting?
Tell me, how's the daughter of a surgeon and chemist
become a secret service agent?
Youngest woman ever appointed to presidential detail --
now, that's the beginning of a storied career.
But now what?
Following around a charming devil
with a microchip in his brain?
Impressive. Almost every word of that was accurate.
Almost? Which word I get wrong?
"Charming."
Whatever the job is,
I think you should find someone else.
Bye.
Nice try.
But you're not gonna scare this one off.
[ Door opens, closes ]
Riley.
That guy is your advanced intelligence agent?
That guy was delta force, tier one.
Five tours in Iraq and Afghanistan. He's a hero.
He's also reckless, unpredictable,
and insubordinate.
And you put a computer in his head.
We connected a human being
directly to the information grid --
Internet, wi-fi, telephone, satellite.
I'm a secret service agent.
What could you possibly want me for?
This is the most valuable piece of technology
this country has ever created.
I want you to protect it for us.
You can't be serious.
You think protecting the president
is more important than this?
Respectfully, ma'am, it is more important.
Funny. He didn't think so.
Gabriel: Didn't work with the last one.
It won't work now. I don't need a babysitter.
No? What about your Himalayan adventure?
I sent you there to plant a virus,
not to look for Amelia.
As painful as it is to say,
your wife took part in an attack she was sent to prevent,
and she died in the same attack.
The Indian D.I.A. files make no mention of her death.
But they did identify her as one of the attackers.
That doesn't mean she turned.
The C.I.A. had her deep black for two years.
For all we know, she's still dark.
A lot of bodies were incinerated in that fire in Mumbai,
- and she never reported in or showed up on the grid again. - And that's your evidence?
If I go to bed at night and there's no snow on the ground
and in the morning I'm shoveling, it snowed.
Great.
Gabriel, it's been five years.
I'm not gonna let you bang and burn your own agency
in pursuit of this fairy tale that you're clinging to.
Whatever became of Amelia, she's gone.
I'm sorry, but it's time to move on.
Move on?
You ever cared for anyone in your life, Lillian?
Careful.
[ Sighs ]
So, that girl's supposed to keep me in line, huh?
Let me tell you something about that girl.
She was attacked in a restroom last year
while protecting the president's children.
[ Telephone rings ] Stabbed multiple times.
She incapacitated all four men
and still managed to get those girls home for dinner.
Yes?
Woman: The deputy director of National Intelligence is here.
Is this on the calendar?
No, ma'am.
Well, send him in.
[ Click ]
Lillian.
Carl.
Sorry for the surprise.
I know we don't usually do this in person,
but this one's special.
What do we have? Kidnapping -- high value.
And he's one of yours. Dr. Shen Cassidy.
[ Sighs ]
[ Indistinct conversations ]
Eyes up front.
What you are about to see is a kidnapping.
Victim is priority red.
It's hard to make him out in the video,
but that's Dr. Shenendoah Cassidy.
As most of you know, until his retirement this year,
Dr. Cassidy was not only our top neuroscientist,
he was the leading member of the Clockwork team.
Where's this video from? An E.P.A. camera-trap
intended to monitor the Chesapeake dwarf bat.
Has it been scrubbed? Working on it.
No facial rec yet.
What about the van's plates?
Looks like we may be able to dig out a partial.
Amos, I want you to go out there with them,
make sure his computers aren't compromised.
Will do, but I'm not concerned.
I created the encryption protocol.
20-40 bit. Impregnable.
Unless they torture him for the password.
If they do gain access, they could learn about Gabriel.
He could be a target already.
Well, it's good thing we have Riley here to protect me.
Lillian: Listen up.
This isn't like any kidnapping we've handled before.
The clock always ticks on the victim.
This time, it ticks on us, too.
Get to work.
[ Door opens, closes ]
[ Indistinct conversations ] [ Police radio chatter ]
So, what's in that sealed file of yours?
I'm surprised you didn't read it already.
What am I, an animal?
Was it drugs?
You robbed a liquor store.
Come on.
I thought this was the part where we share and bond.
Seems like the part where I find out
how much of a pain in the ass you are.
What is it?
The kidnappers are Chinese.
How could you possibly know that?
[ Grunts ] There you are.
Cassidy's pocket recorder.
I caught it when we walked up.
Bluetooth.
Shen: Oh, boy. Looks like our raccoons are back.
All right, I think I'll keep you inside.
[ Albert yowls ] [ Glass shatters ]
[ Man speaks Chinese ] [ Click ]
There's your Chinese. Translation?
"Bring the box."
"Bring the box"?
Where did you learn mandarin?
I didn't. I got an app for that.
You need an upgrade.
"Xiang ze" means "box," yes,
but "bao shen xiang ze" means "safe."
"Bring the safe."
[ Door opens ] Nelson: Gabriel.
I'm so glad you're here.
Now I know we're gonna find him.
What was in the safe?
I don't know. Nothing. Just dad's laptop.
The computer was in the safe?
Yeah. He was real paranoid about his memoirs.
He's been dictating them for months.
He said it was easier to talk to a cat,
so I made the recorder voice-activated,
even had it auto-upload to his laptop.
That's why it was sending out the signal Gabriel picked up.
It was trying to log in. Mm-hmm.
Is there anything compromising in those memoirs?
No.
No way. We know the rules about black intel.
Plus, you guys took back all the classified material
when we left Cybercom. Can I ask a question?
No. I'll ask it.
If there was nothing compromising on the computer
and it was encrypted, why did it have to be in a safe?
So, either there's something else on that computer...
Or the computer's not the only thing in that safe.
[ Sighs ]
Cong: What would your government do to you
if they learned you made a second chip?
Nothing.
Because it doesn't work.
I hope that's not true, doctor.
[ Speaks Chinese ]
You will find this operating room
has been outfitted with everything you will need.
Everything I'll need?
Everything I'll need for what?
I couldn't do this even if I wanted to.
I cannot see without my glasses.
Actually...
I believe you wear these for this operation.
You think I'm going to implant an untested,
possibly defective chip in a live human?
No.
[ Chuckles ]
Okay, I-I don't know why I lied.
Okay, I-I was -- I was scared.
Gabriel, I should have told you.
He made another chip? Why?
Well, did you really think his brain would just stop working?
He's always perfecting. You know that.
Look, we were gonna give it to Cybercom.
Nelson, tell us about the Chinese.
Chinese? What Chinese? The men who took your father.
What?!
Wait...what...
You guys think I had something to do with this?! Did the deal go bad?
No, no, no! No! Guys, come on!
What are you talking about?! I would never!
Amos? Just tell them the truth, bro.
[ Scoffs ] Riley: Guys.
Do we have an asset across the lake?
Southwest tree line.
This is a live image from a Chinese m99 sniper rifle.
As you can see, both of your sons
have joined us this morning --
the biological one and your precious Pinocchio.
Don't worry.
I'm not a monster.
I will only kill one today.
No, please.
I'm getting something.
They're broadcasting a signal.
Sniper! Down!
[ Gunshot, glass shatters ]
[ Breathing heavily ]
Please, I will do whatever you want.
But you have got to understand why this can't work.
How do I explain this?
We are coaxing neurotransmitters to create a sixth sense.
To do that, we discovered the candidate had to possess
an extremely rare genetic mutation.
It's called Athens-4u7r.
Do you understand?
Gabriel was a gift.
[ Beep ]
[ Speaks Chinese ]
[ Walkie-talkie thuds ]
[ Door opens ]
This is Mei Chen.
She possesses the gene mutation, Athens-4u7r.
Nelson: Look, you're wasting time.
My father's still out there somewhere.
Have you all lost your mind?!
Since when does Lillian run an interrogation?
Lillian: That chip is vital to national security. Since it got personal.
There's no digital signpost he's involved.
No e-mails, voicemails, nothing.
He runs his father's lab -- that means
he knows exactly how to avoid those traps, right?
I like the new girl. She's not the new girl.
In fact, there's a coffee room down the hall.
I'm pretty sure I'm safe here. These are my people.
Wasn't Nelson one of your people?
[ Sighs ] Nelson: He was gonna give it to you.
He was just gonna hand it over to us, just like that?
Well, loyalty doesn't always go both ways.
Oh, you think I was disloyal? You could have kept him on.
He did his job, you did yours, and we are grateful for that.
But the project entered the deployment phase.
He had more to give.
Now, the new chip hasn't been tested,
but Moore's Law dictates it will be significantly
faster and more robust than the original.
And you've just given that to a foreign government.
Why would I put my own father in danger?!
To get back at him. For what?
For Gabriel.
Who could blame you?
The way your father doted over him
as if Gabriel were his own son.
This is insane.
Amos: We scrubbed the video, and we got a partial plate.
Maryland -- "H-B."
Doesn't match any white vans in the database, though.
Lillian: What if the plates were lifted from another car?
I'm in the D.M.V. database now.
A blue '88 Chevy Caprice
parked on the 2300 block of Castor Road
reported stolen plates that begin with "H-B."
That is a great party trick.
How many white Chevy vans
are in a 30-mile radius of that Caprice? 27.
Ours is a '98 Chevy Astro.
That narrows it to two vans.
One was towed for unpaid parking tickets six weeks ago
and still sits in the impound lot.
The other is registered to a business
called "Bullseye Paintball."
The video revealed paint splatters
on one side of the van.
Guess where Bullseye Paintball is?
Chinatown.
[ Techno music plays ]
[ Indistinct shouting ]
[ Tires screech ]
[ Sighs ] This place is huge.
Yeah. We're getting a satellite feed.
Infrared will get us a head count
and any basement where they might be hiding him.
How long till the satellite's in position?
Amos says 15 minutes.
Let's take a look around.
We should wait for the tac team.
You ever been held captive?
15 minutes can seem like a lifetime.
[ Sighs ]
Say it.
[ Sighs ] You were right.
[ Lock clicks ]
Auto theft?
Your sealed file.
Those are Cassidy's.
Hey! You're trespassing!
Hello, Huang Fu.
Federal agents! Hands in the air!
[ Speaks Chinese ]
Gun!
Aah!
[ Indistinct shouting ]
You took a bullet for me? What the hell are you doing?
My job.
Aah.
Gabriel, talk to me.
Riley's been hit! Repeat, Riley's been hit!
Tac team is five minutes out.
Gonzo and Jameson are trying to reach your location.
[ Gunshots ] No time. Can't stay here.
[ Techno music plays ]
[ Paintball gunfire ]
[ Indistinct shouting ]
[ Gunshot ] Everybody out, now!
Go, go, go! Go!
[ Shouting in Chinese ]
I need that satellite!
[ Gunfire ] Amos, where's that bird?
Moving five tons of metal through space
isn't like ordering a pizza.
Gabriel: Now would be good, Amos.
[ Gunfire ]
Gabriel, satellite in five, four,
three, two...
[ Techno music continues ]
Gabriel: I've got satellite infrared.
[ Techno music continues ]
[ Gun cocks ]
[ Indistinct shouting ]
Let's go! [ Indistinct shouting ]
[ Radio chatter ]
[ Siren wails in distance ]
Got any cash on you?
The Romans said it's bad luck not to give something
to the person that saved your life.
[ Scoffs ] I've heard that.
I think a 20 should about cover it.
You think I'm paying you? I saved your life.
I'm bleeding.
It's just a flesh wound. Don't be dramatic.
[ Sighs ]
Hey, no sign of Cassidy. He's not here.
You'll never guess who that clown's cousin is.
[ Grunts ]
Jin Cong.
Are you serious?
Who the hell is Jin Cong?
Chinese intelligence.
[ Monitor beeping ]
Why hasn't this worked?
Why is she not awake, doctor?
Shen: I warned you that this could happen.
This poor girl could wake up in weeks, months, or never.
We're meddling with things
that we're only beginning to understand.
Have you ever seen a Chinese M99 sniper rifle?
This is the finest-made weapon in the world --
pinpoint accuracy.
What are you planning on doing with that thing?
[ Groans ]
Did you sabotage us, doctor?
No!
Like I said, she could still wake up.
You need to give her more time.
You will replace this chip with the one that works.
You don't have that chip.
I will shortly.
[ Scoffs ]
[ Engine shuts off ]
[ Car door opens, closes ]
[ Door closes ]
What am I doing in a safe house?
I'm pulling you out. You're what?!
In the last 24 hours,
you almost got yourself killed twice.
That's the job.
The F-35's the most expensive airplane ever built.
The first thing they did was throw it in a war zone.
This thing in my head may be valuable,
but you don't want it sitting in a hangar.
I also don't want it
getting lost in some dangle-op gone wrong.
Touching.
Do you have any idea what would happen
if this chip ends up in the wrong hands?
Today, China -- tomorrow, the Russians.
Korea, Iran -- I know the stakes.
Then why can't you stay on-problem? I am on-problem!
You had no business going
into that place before the tac team arrived.
When it's personal, you think it gives you the license --
This is more than personal.
Cassidy's like a father to me, and Amelia's my wife.
You just made my point.
[ Sighs ] Look...
you got us to Jin Cong.
I'll take it from here.
[ Sighs ] All right.
How are you feeling?
What's the real on Gabriel's wife?
Excuse me?
You want me to take bullets for him,
then I need to know where he's gonna be unpredictable.
The real is that Amelia Hayes
was an enemy of the United States.
She was deep cover with the Lashkar, and she turned.
End of story.
If that's true,
why would you violate all established protocol
by entrusting the man who loves her
with the most powerful intelligence weapon on earth?
You don't believe she was a traitor, do you?
I bet you don't even believe she's dead.
Let me be very clear with you.
We've spent billions of dollars creating something
that every nation on earth would go to war to possess.
You're not here to question me.
You're here to keep it safe.
Him. Not it.
He's a human being. She's his wife.
He's not gonna let this go,
nor should he.
[ Man speaking Chinese ]
Gabriel...
what are you doing?
How's your shoulder?
Are you gonna tell me what's going on?
I'm cyber-rendering.
It's something the chip does that nobody expected.
I can create a virtual snapshot of an event in my mind
and then walk through it.
But it's more than that.
It's -- it's like a virtual evidence wall.
You're doing this right now?
All the intel I have access to, I can see it.
The chip processes it like a computer,
but my brain metabolizes it like...
well, like a brain.
What do you see?
Cassidy's staring into the van.
And?
There's something about his face.
It's not fear. It's...
recognition.
You said you could only access available intel.
We couldn't really see Cassidy in the surveillance video,
so how are you seeing his face?
Well, remember, the render is generated by me --
part fact, part imagination.
So you're extrapolating?
I think of it like a dream, analyze it like a dream.
My subconscious wants to tell me that...
Cassidy knew his kidnapper.
Nelson. No one else knew what Cassidy was working on.
That's what I thought, but...
the plans for that chip were on Cassidy's computer,
and Nelson's not the only one that had access to it.
Amos wrote the encryption code.
20-40 bit. Impregnable.
Get your gear. We're leaving.
Amos: Hey, guys.
I wanted to see how Riley was doing.
Son of a bitch, I'm taking you in.
You're not taking me anywhere, Gabriel.
I'm the one taking you. [ Guns cocking ]
[ Sighs ]
I have a surveillance video from one of our safe houses
that shows two of our assets
being taken by Chinese gunmen.
I hear, too, one of your own was involved.
There are very few secrets left, Lillian.
We must get used to that.
We were not involved in this incident.
We've sourced this to one of your operatives --
Jin Cong.
Jin Cong is fourèn.
You expect me to believe that Jin Cong,
one of your highest-ranking officers,
has been disavowed?
Jin Cong rejects the reforms in my country.
He would take us back to a time
when you and I could not enjoy such a pleasant view.
I think you know where Cong is.
My father once told me that there are
three types of currency in this business.
You can trade in secrets,
you can trade in lies,
or you can trade in favors.
And why would I do such a favor?
Because it's good business.
[ Clanging ]
Do you know how many hours I've spent with Amos...
[ Gasps ]
...sitting in that lab, all those tests,
software updates, diagnostics?
You get pretty close to someone, think you know him.
[ Train whistle blows in distance ]
I better take a look at that.
Just the wound -- don't get excited.
[ Sighs ]
Well, the stitches are holding, but it doesn't look great.
Manslaughter.
I wasn't convicted, but everyone agreed to seal the file.
It wasn't hard to convince them.
My parents split when I was 10.
My mother...
started dating a new guy soon after.
She wasn't very discriminating.
[ Sighs ]
And for the next five years, uh...
I didn't do anything to protect us from him.
Then one day, I...I did.
And you've been protecting people ever since.
You know I wasn't just hired to protect you.
[ Sighs ]
Yeah, I know.
You're supposed to keep me from looking for Amelia.
[ Water running ]
Yeah.
Well, hell with that.
[ Door opens ]
[ Grunts ]
Where are you taking him?
Where are you taking him?!
[ Gun cocks ]
[ Metal creaks ]
[ Door closes, lock thuds ]
[ Indistinct conversations ]
[ Speaks Chinese ]
Gabriel.
Oh, my boy, they told me you were dead.
Glad to see you're still ticking, too, doc.
Doctor, you know what you must do now.
Refuse, and I will dig the chip
out of his dead skull myself.
You call this a sterile field?
[ Speaks Chinese ]
I don't think they're worried about infection.
[ Grunts ] All right, be careful.
You don't have to hurt him.
I'm gonna be giving you some midazolam.
It will relax you before the anesthesia.
I'm so sorry, Gabe. I --
I don't see another option.
[ Hissing ]
[ Monitor beeps ]
[ Grunts, groans ]
[ Coughing ]
What did you give him?
[ Speaks Chinese ]
What's happening?! He's in cardiogenic shock!
Gabe?! Gabe, can you hear me?
Here, hold him down. Hold him down!
- What's happening? I demand to know what is happening. - Let's go! Let's go!
I don't know. I don't know what this idiot gave him!
[ Shouts in Chinese ] I need naloxone!
Naloxone! Get me naloxone! Go!
You all right, doc?
Let's get the hell out of here.
[ Grunts ]
I brought you some water.
Not interested.
Look, I'm the only reason they haven't killed you yet.
Do you have any idea how much money Cong has?
We don't have to be enemies, Riley.
We could be friends.
[ Grunts ]
Good night, Amos.
[ Sighs ]
[ Grunting ]
Would this help?
[ Sighs ]
[ Groans ]
Come on.
Cong: Gabriel, I have your friend.
[ Sighs ]
I'm willing to make a trade.
I imagine you can find us quite easily.
Got him.
I'm going with you.
I'm tougher than I look.
You look pretty tough to me, doc,
but you're not going anywhere.
Drop your weapon. Don't do it, Gabriel.
There are only two ways this ends --
either I open her head, or I open yours.
Shoot him! Put the weapon down and come with me,
and I'll let her go. Don't do it, Gabriel.
You owe me 20 bucks.
I don't want to owe you 20 bucks.
Put the gun down slowly.
A little to the left.
What are you talking about?
Do it now!
Little more.
Drop the gun!
Three degrees down.
Now, doc!
[ Gunshot ]
[ Gasping ]
Gabriel: Want to explain to me
why we're giving Jin Cong back to the Chinese?
We're making a trade.
[ Indistinct conversations ]
You said you had information...
about Amelia Hayes.
The Pakistanis claim she is alive.
Where is she?
They had her under surveillance
as recently as three months ago.
I need proof.
She boarded a flight from Punjab to Zurich
on June 12th.
I'm sure you can find the video yourself.
I need to go to Zurich.
No. You need to go to Seattle. Seattle?
Eight dock workers are sick with radiation poisoning.
Customs found traces in a container
that arrived from Asia yesterday.
Lillian. Seattle, Gabriel.
After that... it's better for both of us
if you don't tell me your travel plans.
I just wanted to say thank you.
For what? This never happened.
You ok?
Yeah.
I ain't gonna change, you know.
If they wanted a robot, they could have built one.
They wanted a human. And they got one.
20$. What's the score?
The next time.
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