Original subtitles

[explosion]

Oh God, I told you I could have Macguyvered a controlled

explosive designed for minimal damage

so that we didn't have to blow up

the entire rock formation.

It would take too long.

You obliterated an ancient site that could have illuminated

so much about the geology of the region.

And sir, you did almost blow your own face off

in the process.

As Connor informed me, chickens dig scars.

Chicks dig scars. Why would chickens...

You know what? Never mind.

What is this thing anyway?

Ah, that is the Dagger of Seraphim.

No ordinary poniard.

It was fashioned from the ashes of a fallen star

and can kill what does not live.

According to legend,

it was forged by the Devil himself.

Kill what does not live?

Like a virus? That could revolutionize health care?

Uh, I'm more concerned about the Devil part.

Well, the devil, they say, is in the detail.

But why now, after all these years,

has the Dagger of Seraphim decided to reveal itself?

Ah, Connor, relinquish the blade.

It needs to be handled properly by--

No. You know what?

We are a team.

But you still don't trust us.

And the truth is, you need us.

What I need from you, Connor, is

to hand over that blade before you poke your eye out.

Think fast.

I always think fast.

No, it means...

it means catch.

[music]

If you're going to be such a rumbumptious bellyacher

about the whole thing, here.

Take the dagger.

You may be the one to escort it back to the Library.

Wow, thanks.

It must have been really hard for you.

[music]

[electrical zapping]

[theme music]

[music]

Um, this isn't the Annex.

What is this place?

[dramatic music]

Where's Vikram?

Okay. Come on through.

Let's not dilly-dally.

[dramatic music]

Where are you?

We need to complete this mission

and get this dagger back where it belongs.

[dramatic music]

Oh [chuckles].

Very good.

The leg-pull is on me. Point made.

Showing me just how much I need you.

Well then, two, or rather four, can play at that game.

[dramatic music]

Mm.

Finally.

Some peace and quiet.

Far more suitable to my nature.

No...

needful trainees...

clucking at my heels.

Right, enough is enough.

Connor, Lysa, Charlie, end this japery at once!

[suspenseful music]

[static, zapping, beeping]

There has got to be a reason why the Door glitched.

Maybe it short-circuited.

Uh, power fluctuations are

the most common cause of voltage issues.

Lysa, there's nothing scientific about the magic door.

Alright, it's right there in the name.

Magic. Door.

Doesn't get things wrong.

I bet this is a test.

I think Vikram set this up

to prove that we can't complete a mission

-without him. -[Lysa] Okay.

Intellectual challenge?

I could get on board with that.

That's the spirit.

If this is a test, you really should have run it by me.

Guys, I have a really bad feeling about this.

No. This'll be fun.

Come on, let's go look for clues.

[people chattering]

[thunder rumbles]

[chatter continues]

[music]

[thunder rumbling]

My, my.

What a stormy night.

The phone lines are down,

and the roads are blocked off for miles.

[indistinct chatter]

[music]

Saw you eyeing me from across the room.

Ah, yes.

I am the actor Chauncey Cooper.

Would you like my autograph?

How I love you, Philip.

And I you, Vera.

This place is weird.

Yeah.

[music]

Connor Green.

Yvette Laszlo.

Well, I'm a singer by night.

And by day?

Wouldn't you like to know?

So, uh, you come here often?

First time.

Although...

it feels oddly familiar.

[bell ringing]

Welcome all.

Madam Visconti will begin

her world-renowned tarot reading shortly.

Tarot reading?

What is going on?

We really need to get that dagger

back to the Library for safekeeping.

Well, it is nice and safe in here.

Cheese puffs?

The Bollingsworth Affair ? Really?

It is a very, very good detective series.

What?

You thought that you would be able

to squeeze in some light reading

in between our famously relaxing missions?

Maybe.

We might be stuck here a while.

-Hello, sir. -Hello.

I am Mysterious Mortadello.

Right.

I don't suppose a man with a devil-may-care attitude

-has left a message for us? -Uh, no.

But I have two wands for you.

Or should I say, he does.

No need for tip.

No.

I've got that covered.

That is so cool.

How do they do that?

Seriously, Con,

we work with a time-traveling relic hunter

whose office is a sentient library,

and that impressed you?

[frustrated wail]

We've been waiting for so long!

I'm bored! I hate it here!

Ladies.

That right there is Princess Lucille.

You see, her parents owned the place,

so she's quite used to getting her own way,

if you know what I mean.

Shame. Real shame what happened to them.

That there is Sister Annabelle.

The nun. Her new nanny.

Nunny! [laughs]

Sounds like a great film.

The Nunny.

[bell ringing]

Madam Visconti is ready for you.

[dramatic music]

[dramatic music]

It appears this globe is the key to this thing.

Door.

Charlie is not here to activate you,

so it is time to listen to me. Hm?

Activate.

At once.

[dramatic music]

Listen.

I must retrieve the Dagger of Seraphim.

It is too dangerous to be out there in the open.

And yes, I admit it.

I am growing worried about Lysa, Connor and Charley.

They could be in danger. Do you hear me?

This... damnable new technology!

We didn't have magic doors in my day, no.

We had something called horses.

[dramatic music]

Steward of the telephone?

Call Connor.

[Cellphone Voice] Calling Connor.

Thank you.

How can a voicemail be full?

Must you empty it like a chamber pot?

Oh. Ugh!

[suspenseful music]

Mr. Cooper,

if you wouldn't mind switching seats, please.

Thank you.

[thunder rumbles]

[screams]

Hey, hey, don't worry.

Thunder is scary.

It's kind of like the sky is having a tantrum.

You wouldn't know anything about tantrums now, would you?

[bell rings]

[suspenseful music]

Whoa, that looks like the Sforza tarot deck.

We are here to delve into our past,

present,

and future.

The Fool.

Magician.

The High Priestess.

[thunder crashing] [frightened chatter]

[woman screams]

Get her out of here.

Vera! Vera!

A knife wound.

About an inch wide,

with another smaller incision here.

This was made by a lightning bolt-shaped dagger.

That's impossible.

I have the dagger, right...

[dramatic music]

Uh-oh.

[suspenseful music]

[Lysa] We have been here half an hour

and you have already lost the artifact?

How did anyone know I had it on me?

Well, I don't know. Maybe the fortune teller looked

into your mind and heard dagger,

-dagger, cheese puffs, dagger. -Um, I'll have you know--

Guys, that artifact is our responsibility.

-If we don't get it back-- -We're gonna get it back.

-We're not gonna fail the test. -We need to find Vikram.

No, we don't need to find Vik.

We can find the dagger ourselves.

-Come on. -Yeah, come on.

[dramatic music]

Quiet!

There's been a murder here,

and we need to find the weapon,

and until we do so,

no one is safe.

We'll question all of you,

and get to the bottom of this.

Until then, no one is to leave this house, understood?

-And who are you exactly? -Yeah.

Why, this...

is...

Chief Inspector Poppy Bollingsworth of Scotland Yard.

The murder of her parents when she was just a child

drove her into a career of solving crime.

An obsession she swears isn't personal,

but has completely taken over every aspect of her life.

-Well, it sounds good to me. -Yeah.

[dramatic music]

Do I look like a Poppy to you?

Where did that come from?

The Bollingsworth Affair !

You guys gotta read it.

If we want that dagger back,

we need to solve a murder.

[dramatic music]

[dramatic music]

[dramatic music]

[dramatic music]

No, the globe is not in another dimension.

It is not in liquid form.

It has not been possessed.

I just don't know how to work it.

An appendix this mystery shall solve.

Ha.

"If you cannot open the door,

"please use the backup door.

"If you do not have the backup door,

please retrieve the backup door."

What do you mean?!

If my charges are maimed, injured,

or hurt in any way,

I blame you.

I have to ask you some questions.

A real magician never reveals his secrets.

It's not about the card trick.

Oh, you need an alibi.

How about I interest you

in something completely different?

That is so cool.

It's mine.

So you're just not gonna answer my question?

[dramatic music]

[dramatic music]

You've taken a vow of silence.

[dramatic music]

[dramatic music]

And a vow not to kill anyone.

Very convenient.

[dramatic music]

Miss Laszlo,

you don't seem too upset by the events of today.

When you've been in show business

as long as I have, darling,

nothing surprises you.

[Lysa] Does that mean you're saying

that this murder was professionally motivated?

He was an actor.

A cutthroat profession,

and they do mean that.

Literally.

[thunder rumbles]

You want one?

[Connor] Earlier, before the reading,

Chauncey Cooper, the actor,

whispered something to you.

I think you're mistaken, sir.

He leaned over,

whispered in your ear,

and you smiled.

What did he say?

Philip,

it's not...

It wasn't... It was nothing.

-It was nothing. -It doesn't sound like nothing.

And what of your mistakes?

I've owned up to my mistakes.

Have you?

After you lost all of our money to that slimy Carmelito,

you swore your gambling days were over.

Well, excuse me

if I needed a way to get my mind off things

while my own bride

has been cavorting behind my back with an actor!

[quietly] Wow.

I am really good at this.

[Charlie] So did you know Chauncey Cooper?

See any of his movies?

Oh, I don't really have much opportunity

to go to the movies.

I imagine taking care of a princess eats up

a lot of your time.

It must be even harder in a situation like this.

She's a fighter.

Well, I hope you're not a fighter.

How's that?

My uncle.

He was very religious.

And when me and my siblings were acting up,

he would remind my parents,

"Do not embitter your children,

or they will become discouraged."

Ephesians 3:21.

Of course, one of my favorites.

Although it is sometimes difficult

for Lucille to not be bitter.

You see, her parents...

[clock chimes]

Oh.

It's nine.

Oh, I'm sorry, Inspector Bollingsworth,

but I must go.

Lucille will be wondering where am I.

Please, you know where to find me

if you need anything.

[dramatic music]

And why did you make him switch seats?

-I beg your pardon? -[Lysa] At the reading.

The actor, you made him switch seats.

He was sitting next to Vera.

I'm sorry, madam.

I don't recall.

I make many adjustments to the plans,

menus, any number of things,

and I cater to the whims of many guests.

It's so hard to keep track.

So, would you like some tea?

Or perhaps this night requires something stronger?

Uh, tea, please.

[suspenseful music]

What would you do, Vikram?

[suspenseful music]

[suspenseful music]

Damn you, Door!

Connor, Lysa, and Charlie are on the other side of you.

They need my assistance. I can sense it.

[chain jingling]

[suspenseful music]

[suspenseful music]

[suspenseful music]

[suspenseful music]

Tremendously easy.

Now, take me to my cohort.

[dramatic music]

So, uh, did she ask about me?

-Who? -Yvette, the lounge singer.

She has a thing for me.

No, she does not.

-Who made you that tea? -The butler.

-Don't drink it. -But why?

Didn't you say he was evasive?

Oh, yeah.

Oh, that tea is so poisoned.

None of my suspects would ever try to poison me.

Connor, this isn't a competition.

Or a Librarian test.

[Conner] Uh, it is.

And here's what I learned.

Vera was having an affair with Chauncey, the actor.

And Philip just lost all their money to Carmelito,

-the mobster guy. -Who?

Pinstripe, mustache.

Have you noticed everyone here is almost...

Two-dimensional?

Not quite real?

Yeah.

And they're all hiding something.

I quoted a Bible verse to Sister Annabelle

and said it was from Ephesians.

She didn't bat an eye.

But the verse wasn't from Ephesians,

it was from Colossians.

A nun should know that.

How do...Never mind.

Guys, they're all working for Vikram.

This is all planned, man.

No, I think it's weirder than that.

I think someone knew that we had the dagger.

I don't think it was a coincidence

that the door sent us here right after we retrieved it.

I know that you said the door can't glitch.

But could it be hacked?

I suppose someone could hack it.

Divert it.

But there would have to be a very powerful magician.

[gasps]

There is a magician in the house.

Huh?

Fine.

But we have to start acting like a team

if we wanna get out of here.

Vikram or no Vikram.

So, let's split up,

and look for the magician.

[dramatic music]

[dramatic music]

[dramatic music]

Any sign of the magician?

Nothing.

Just check the entire ground floor.

I've asked around and no one's seen him.

Okay, okay.

What would Vikram do?

Ignore us and go off on his own.

Yeah.

[woman screams]

[dramatic music]

[Connor] Sorry, sorry.

[Charlie] Hey.

[Connor] The magician?

[dramatic music]

He's dead.

[dramatic sting]

We're all gonna be dead by the morning.

Not if I can help it.

There's still a killer on the loose.

The safest thing for you all to do is

to return to your rooms

and lock the doors. Go.

You heard her. Come on.

You too.

[dramatic music]

The Dagger of Seraphim strikes again.

Why in a mansion full of knives and weapons would

the murderer need the Dagger of Seraphim?

Vikram said it kills what doesn't live.

Well, clearly it also kills things that do live.

Okay. Let's search the room.

Maybe the murderer stashed it somewhere

so it's not gonna be on his person.

Really gonna look in every single book?

If I had a study like this,

at least half the books would have secret little compartments.

You and Vikram really are two peas in a pod, aren't you?

He must have knocked that over as he was dying.

Smashed on the ground

and expelled dirt over here,

and it stops there.

She's got her math face on.

But the arc-shaped dispersal of the dirt indicates a door

that swept away the mess.

[suspenseful music]

[suspenseful music]

A secret passageway? We need to...

Sorry.

We need to get one of these in the Annex.

[suspenseful music]

You've got terrible priorities, Connor.

[suspenseful music]

That's from the Dagger of Seraphim.

The entire hilt had jewels just like it.

[suspenseful music]

[suspenseful music]

This is the tower room.

Wait.

This is the same corner

where Sister Annabelle took Princess Lucille

to comfort her after the Actor's death.

The nun could have stashed a dagger here,

and retrieved it after we interviewed her.

Plus, she was pretty rusty on her scriptures.

Anyone else think we should sit the nunny down

for a few more questions?

Come on.

[suspenseful music]

[suspenseful music]

[suspenseful music]

[suspenseful music]

I found you!

You.

You look familiar.

Who are you?

And where are my f...

colleagues?

Two women and a man.

I do not wish to play cards.

You must know where they are.

Oh.

Well, in that case,

I shall tear this house asunder

in search of my coterie, hmm?

I see a wise man.

A man of books.

[suspenseful music]

A man not of this world.

A man out of time.

[suspenseful music]

You must speak through the cards.

[suspenseful music]

I would like a reading.

Sister Annabelle's not in her room.

Then where could she be?

[suspenseful music]

[Lucille screams]

I'm sorry I was out of my room.

I was looking for Sister Annabelle.

I don't want her to be angry with me.

Are you okay?

Do you think this was targeted at us?

Or her?

When you were with Sister Annabelle,

did you see a lightning bolt-shaped dagger

with a weird-shaped handle?

[suspenseful music]

This isn't a game anymore.

My job is to protect you, and I say we're leaving.

-Dagger or no dagger. -We can't leave.

These people are in danger, and it's our fault.

We brought the dagger here. I...

I lost it.

And if we leave and give up now,

-it'll prove that-- -Prove what?

That Vik doesn't need us.

[suspenseful music]

[struggling to open door]

It's locked.

Go, go.

[suspenseful music]

[suspenseful music]

What is happening?

What the hell is that?

[Madam Visconti] It is Death.

[suspenseful music]

And you cannot leave.

Why is Death here?

We need to figure out how to get out of here.

More importantly, where here even is.

There is one person

who seems to know what's going on.

[suspenseful music]

[suspenseful music]

[suspenseful music]

What is this place?

I am but a servant to the cards.

This isn't getting us anywhere.

We'd like a reading, please.

[suspenseful music]

No cage can contain it.

No shackles can constrain it.

None on this earth, anyway.

Centuries ago,

they constructed this place to confine it.

Disguised in plain sight.

[dramatic music]

Yes.

I knew this place looked familiar.

I have seen drawings and journals.

Centuries ago, the Sforza family created

a prison for the Devil,

guarded by three keepers.

The location of the prison has always remained a mystery.

This is the old Sforza Manor?

And it's a prison to the Devil?

Whoa, how did you get there?

But this is the Sforza deck.

It's the oldest surviving tower deck in the world.

The Eight of Swords represents

being bound and helpless, imprisonment.

The Justice card stands for fairness and law.

And combined with the Eight of Swords...

Consequences...

And the Devil card is...

Just the Devil.

Wait.

They trapped the actual Devil in here?

The Devil is like time.

Fluid, multidimensional.

Hard to pin down as he is everywhere and nowhere.

-Do you understand? -No.

I extremely do not understand.

In the 15th century,

the Sforzas were somehow able

to create a magical prison

for an aspect of the Devil.

No one is quite sure how, but the enchantment involved

three keepers

to lock the Devil,

or part of it, inside.

The Keeper's Three.

The Trinity.

The bulwark between it and thee.

[dramatic music]

I think this is why people are being murdered.

Look.

You don't think?

Yeah, I do.

I think the Devil is killing his keepers.

First the Fool, then the Magician.

So if the High Priestess is eliminated,

the Devil can escape.

How do I get in?

It's not how you get in that should concern you.

It's how to get back out.

[suspenseful music]

The door is locked.

And the key is the end of your story.

[suspenseful music]

That thing outside is Death?

Well, that's not good.

A thing is not good or bad.

A thing is a thing.

How you react to it is up to you.

Yeah, but it's Death.

Literal death.

No.

Actually, I don't think it is literal death .

What do you mean?

Okay, so we have Death.

We had a Magician.

The Fool was the actor.

Guys, we're inside the Sforza deck.

[suspenseful music]

Okay, okay, so there are 22 major arcana cards

in the standard deck.

Face cards.

The Fool, the Empress, the Hierophant, etc.

Okay, so... What?

There are, uh...

22 people inside the house, and Death is outside.

That's too many people.

The Lovers count as one.

Philip and Vera, the newlyweds.

And Yvette is the Star.

And the silent friar is the Hermit.

Okay, if all that is true, then what does it mean?

It means tarot cards can have multiple interpretations.

And it means that we need to figure out who the Devil is.

And the High Priestess.

So we can protect her.

Well, the High Priestess is usually depicted wearing

a crown or a diadem--

Princess Lucille.

You said that Sister Annabelle didn't know her scripture.

She's acting more and more suspicious.

We really need to find that nun and hold her feet to the fire.

My three friends are trapped in the Devil's prison,

and they need my help.

Yes, but it won't be easy.

Oh, it never is.

If the Librarian enters the prison,

Death will come for him.

It's never stopped me before.

[dramatic music]

Pendulum, take me to my friends.

[dramatic music]

[dramatic music]

I can't find them anywhere.

-Nothing. -Same.

[Lucille screams]

God, if I don't hear another far-off scream

for the rest of my life,

it'll be too soon.

[Lucille] Help! Help me!

Get away from her.

No, no, no, I was just trying to...

Just trying to kill your last keeper?

[metallic sound, stab]

[Annabelle gasps]

[dramatic music]

[dramatic music]

Oh, my God. We were wrong.

Sister Annabelle's the final keeper.

She's the High Priestess, which means

Princess Lucille is...

Devilishly adorable?

[dramatic music]

[dramatic music]

You only pretended to be afraid of the storm earlier.

And when you comforted me, it was all too easy

to steal the dagger from your bag.

See where being kind to children gets you?

But why?

Why that dagger?

-Why do you need us? -[Connor] Wait.

The dagger kills what doesn't live.

Your keepers were tarot cards, they weren't actually alive.

I've waited for centuries

for a librarian to find that dagger.

And when they hid it away long ago,

I set up a number of traps

that will alert me to its discovery.

Your merry band set off every single one of them.

What did you do? Blow up the entire cave?

Damn it, Vikram.

Wait, you know about the Librarian?

Oh, yes.

I've had unfortunate dealings with librarians.

They can be quite useful, if need be.

With the dagger uncovered,

I could feel my powers returning.

And I was able to reroute your little Magic Door

just in time for you to walk right into my prison.

So, what now?

The Sforza family kept me trapped here

in the 15th century using an ancient curse.

They commissioned a tarot card deck

that would keep me locked away,

guarded by three keepers.

So the Sforza shut you away in plain sight.

And I assume part of the enchantment would enable it

to manifest itself in a way that we would understand.

[Lucille] Yes.

Otherwise, your feeble minds would not be able

to comprehend the reality in here.

You would go mad.

I believe for the Sforza, it was an Italian Court.

But for you, it seems to be--

A cozy Agatha Christie murder house?

I don't care for it.

Now all that's left is one more part of my plan.

And you are going to provide me my escape out of this prison.

No, we'll never let you escape.

[dramatic music]

[Connor] Vikram?

Oh, thank God.

Right on time.

[Connor] Vik, she's the devil.

We're trapped in a tarot deck.

Death is outside, and we don't have the key.

And we can't just leave.

Otherwise, she would just reroute the Magic Door,

and all of her keepers are dead, and she's basically free.

Hmm. You've certainly been busy.

Well, idle hands are my workshop.

It seems that if you've killed your three keepers,

then you are free to leave this prison.

Hmm. That's only fair.

You've worked ever so hard.

You tracked us down, rerouted our Magic Door,

trapped my three friends.

And you have opened a door for me

to walk out of this prison,

just like I knew you would.

Oh, please.

The door is yours.

Vikram, you can't!

Do you really think you could stop me,

the Devil?

Of course.

No one would be foolish enough to try to stop you.

[suspenseful music]

This is a trick.

No librarian would just let me walk out of here.

Well, I suppose you'll have to walk through to find out.

But that's how I got in here the first time.

Librarian's deceit.

Today, I have had to retrieve a long-lost artifact

from a booby-trapped cave,

tear apart my annex looking for a way

to summon this Magic Door without my team,

analyze a tarot reading

from an enigmatic fortune teller,

and then travel through dimensions

to arrive here.

It's been a very long day.

So, if you'll just be going.

I'll figure out your plan, Librarian.

Hmm. Well, then.

You had better think fast.

That dagger can't hurt me.

I forged it.

It's mine.

I know.

-No! -No!

[groaning in pain]

[dramatic music]

No, no, no, no.

I let him die.

I let him die.

Charlie, no!

Tarot cards can have surprising meanings, remember?

Get away! Get out!

[thunder rumbles]

[screaming]

[dramatic music]

[dramatic music]

[dramatic music]

What a stormy night.

[music]

Saw you eyeing me from across the room.

Oh, yes. I am the actor, Chauncey Cooper.

How I love you, Philip.

And I you, Vera.

The tarot readings are about to begin.

Won't that be fun?

[dramatic music]

[dramatic music]

Wake up.

Wake up!

Oh thank God.

Warn me before you stab yourself next time, okay?

You're all right.

Hey, you're here, too.

-Are we still inside the deck? -[Connor] I knew it.

The Death card in tarot doesn't mean literal death.

It means change, transformation, or--

Renewal.

And as Madam Visconti said, ever so slyly,

the key to the manor was the end of my story.

The key was sacrifice.

A real person needed to die within the deck

for Death to be allowed inside.

And once inside,

Death was able to reset the evening,

trapping the Devil once more inside her prison.

So, how'd you know it would work?

I didn't.

So, you just stabbed yourself

without knowing what would happen?

I had an overwhelming sensation

that everything would be all right.

It always is.

When we're together.

[soft music]

I think you're right, sir.

[soft music]

[soft music]

Oh.

The Wheel of Fortune.

Is this you?

[soft music]

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This belongs in the Library.

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What?

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All I'm saying is,

if you didn't care about us,

you wouldn't have come to save us.

Did it occur to you that I was rescuing the dagger and not you?

Sure. Keep telling yourself that.

I am...

I do...

Please accept my...

If it had not been for my rash and destructive actions,

then the devil wouldn't have been able

to alert it to our...

It's okay, Vik.

Maybe next time, just...

listen to us?

We're here to help.

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Thank you for letting me do this part.

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[Vikram] The time is now when it comes to apologizing.

And, um...

I am the one who...

That is to say, um...

Please accept my...

Hey, I appreciate how hard it is to apologize.

-It's fine. -It is?

Yeah. Uh...

We're a team.

Sometimes we fight.

It happens.

Besides, we did watch you stab yourself, so...

It'd be rude to hold a grudge.

Anyway, I wanted to show you something.

You said that Madam Visconti felt familiar.

Well,

this is the Book of Librarians.

[Vikram] She was a Librarian.

"Back during the Sforza reign,

"as part of the deck's enchantment,

"she agreed to stay within,

and watch over the Devil."

She's gonna be trapped there forever.

She's where she belongs.

Look.

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You all are too.

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