All language subtitles for Gavin.and.Stacey.S03E03.1080p.AMZN.WEB-DL.AAC2.0.H.264-CF_track3_[eng]

We have to have
sex twice a day.

It's the only way I'm gonna
get pregnant,
doing it that much, okay?

Right, you'll take care
of my little boy now,
won't you, Gav?

Course I will.
His dad's my best mate.

Oh, come here,
you two, I've missed you!

Oh, it's nice to see you.

ALL: Chug! Chug! Chug!

Come on, Gavin!
Come on, Gavin!

Let's do some shots!

Shots!

(CHEERING)

(SIGHS)

All right?

Morning.

(MOBILE PHONE RINGS)

Hiya.

Gav, where've you been?
I've been trying you for ages.

Sorry, I had a meeting
with Owain about...

Actually, I've got no idea
what it was about.

Hang on a sec. I'm just
getting on the bus. Hiya.

You're going in early.

I know. Marco rang.
He wants me to open up.

He's going to the dentist.

I'm quite excited, I am.
It's my first time
opening up on my own.

Anyway, shut up a minute.
I've got
something to tell you.

-What?
-I think I might be pregnant.

Oh, my God. Seriously?

Yeah, 'cause when I woke up
this morning

I felt really sick,
and I've got sore boobs.

-So, what does that...
-They're all signs, Gav.

-They're things that happen.
-But have you done a test?

No, I want to do it with you.
I want you to be there.

-Oh, my God.
I can't believe it.
-I know.

(TELEPHONE RINGS)
Hang on a minute.

I might have to take this.

-Gavin Shipman?
-Nessa's just text me.

I've just had
a texted from Nessa.

She's text me.
She's just sent a text.
Nessa's just texted me.

Mate, can I call you back?
It's just I'm on
the phone to Stacey.

Did you not hear
what I just said?

Yeah, Nessa sent you a text.
I don't really see
what the problem is.

There's been no contact,
nothing.

This is the first contact.
She never texts.

There's been no
contact since...that.

So, what do I do?

But surely you talk to her
about the baby, Neil.

No. I've been talking to
Bryn and Gwen, calling when
they've got the baby.

I spoke to Dave twice.
That was a barrel of laughs.

Right. Just calm down.
Where are you?

Outside your old
man's house, aren't I?

Having a look
at this extension
with Deano.

Hang on a minute. Babe?

-What's going on?
-It's Smithy.

He's had a text from
Nessa or something.

Oh, my God. Serious?
Nessa never texts. I didn't
even know she could write.

What,
did you just tell Stacey?

-Yes.
-Are you a dick?

Gav, Nessa's ringing me on
the other line.
I'll call you back.

Okay,
just don't tell her that...
Oh, God.

-Ness?
-All right, Stace?

I got you on the Bluetooth.
Power walking, I am.

Just trying to
shift a few pounds
for the weddin', like.

Ness, did you text Smithy?

Yeah, I did, as it goes.

Why?

Well, I've not spoken to him
since Essex.

I know he's coming
down this weekend,
like, with the boys.

I just don't want
it to be awkward.

I mean,
I'm meant to be coming down
with the boys this weekend.

All she's done is
made things awkward.

-Why? What did she say?
-(SCOFFS) I'll tell
you what she said.

I've got it here.

You won't believe this.

"Hope you're okay."

Well, what's wrong with that?

What does that mean?

That could mean
so many things.
What's she trying to say?

I just meant I
hope things are okay,
that's all.

What, since you had sex?

I told you, Stace,
I can't be sure if we did.

It was your choice
to sleep with her.
You could have said no.

I don't know if I slept with
her, do I? I mean, I know we
fell asleep together.

I mean, I know we
opened the oven door,

but whether we actually
baked the potatoes,
I don't know.

What were you
wearing when you woke up?
That's usually a clue.

He was completely naked.
I was in my Aston Villa strip.

-Aston Villa?
-Yeah, I know. I...

Aston Villa?

Look, Stace, I gotta go.

I've reached a steep incline.

Your dad's calling
me on the other line.
Ring me on your lunch, okay?

You are still
coming down, aren't you?

-I dunno.
-Oh, please.

Bryn's really excited.
We all are.

-Well,
I'm really excited, Gwen.
-We all are.

I know.
But this is the first time

Gavin's friends
are gonna get to see
what I call "My Barry".

I'm gonna take
'em down the front.

We're gonna get
some doughnuts,
some candy floss.

Bryn, I don't think
they'll have time.

They'll probably just want
to go straight out in Cardiff.

Oh, Cardiff, schmardiff.

What is this
obsession with Cardiff
and the young people?

I mean, what has Cardiff got
that Barry hasn't?

I just think there's
a bit more going on, Bryn.

Oh. Well, you say that.

But come and have a look
at what I've done.

Wowee!

I know. Beers.
That's some football players.

Trevor's old Subbuteo,
God rest his soul.

Oh, yes!

I just wanted
them to feel at home

so they didn't have to go out
if they didn't want to.

And look at this.
I probably
shouldn't show you this.

It's just me being silly.
Don't read anything into it,

-other than...
-(LAUGHS) Oh!

It's just something for them.

To look at.

So, how many have you got
altogether now?

Right. I've got...

Tonight,
Matthew, staying in my house,

"Fingers, Dirtbox, Dean,
Budgie, Swede, Gary..."

Not Simon, Chinese Alan.

And if Smithy doesn't want
the sofa at yours,

he's more than welcome
to top and tail with me.

He's got the option.

Oh, I feel bad,
you having them all in here.

Won't it be too much for you?

No, but I like it, Gwen.

I like being one of the boys,
one of the gang.
Part of the crew.

Of course,
Doris has offered as well.
She's got the room.

(SMIRKS) I bet she has.
No, I'm sorry.

I know what Doris wants
and I know what she's after.

She's not getting
her hands on my boys.

Smithy, you just put one out.
You're chaining it.

I know. I always do.

It helps me,
you know, be creative.
Don't it, Deano?

Yeah, yeah, it does.

And you're sure
you just want a conservatory?

Look, we've been through this.

I know,
but hear me out, right?

So, say you're already
brickin' it to here, right?

-Why not go the whole hog?
-The full Monty.

Brick it to here. Windows.

And then,
instead of a glass roof,

which gets dirty
with watermarks
and leaves and...

-Cats.
-Right?

Have three,
one, two, three, skylights.

-It'd add value.
-But you'd need
planning permission.

No! I ain't had
planning permission
for any of my extensions.

I did nine last year.

Look, I want a conservatory.

I want somewhere for me,
where I can get
away from it all.

All the stresses and pressures
of modern life.

-That's it.
-Pamela...

Finito. In memoriam. The end.

Now, who wants a cup of tea?

Yeah, I'll have a quick one
before I go back.

Go on, then.
Milk and five sugars.

Dean? Dean?

-Dean?
-Deano.

Yep?

Do you want a tea or a coffee?

Uh, yeah, can I have
half and half, please?

-Sorry?
-Like, can I have tea

in the bottom half of the mug

and then coffee
in the top half
of the mug, please?

Oh, right.

Yeah, I started drinking it
about 18 months ago.

I call it
a "toffee" or a "cea."

But you can't ask
for that in a cafe,

'cause they just
bring you a toffee
or a key.

-Is it nice?
-I've no idea, Mick.
I like it.

Can I just say to you,
as I do to everyone,

Deano will never be
working here on his own.

I will always be
here to monitor him.

(SMITHY RUBS HANDS TOGETHER)

STACEY: Thanks a lot.

-So, how far gone are you?
-Hardly anything yet, I think.

-A week, 10 days?
-Have you done a test?

No, I'm gonna wait for Gav.
I can't believe
I'm gonna be a mum.

Yeah, well,
don't get too excited, Stace.

It's not all it's
cracked up to be.

I mean, don't get me wrong.
I loves Neil the Baby.

He's a good bloke. I wouldn't
be without him for the world.

But at the end of the day,
he's needy.

He's always after something.

Stace, I need your help.
Hiya, Ness.

-All right, Bryn?
You comin' in?
-I won't. Not today.

-I've got too much on.
-How come?

Breakfast cereals. The list is
endless. I don't know what
to get for the boys.

I mean,
in my day, it was simple.
Weetabix or Corn Flakes.

You knew where you stood.
But now, I'm looking at a
Weeto, a Cheerio,

a Coco Pop,
a Frosted Shreddie,
an Oat So Simple,

a Gillian McKeith
Organic Amaranth Cereal Flake.

And would
someone please tell me
what on earth is a Choco Rock?

Oh, they're lush, they are.

They're like chocolate
and bits of rocks.

Why don't you do 'em a fry-up?

I'm doing a fry-up. Of
course I am But this is
the continental option.

Oh, Bryn,
don't raise your voice at me,
all right?

Sorry, Stace.

I was just gonna say,
why don't you
get a variety pack?

Well, I thought about that.
I really did.

But answer me this,
who's gonna eat the Ricicles?

-Good point.
-Fair play.

(BABY CRYING)

Right. I gotta get off.

Dave's going Stonehenge.
Party at 12:00, pensioners.

Who's havin' Neil,
then, the baby,
if we're goin' out?

Who do you think?

-Mum.
-Gwen.

-Have you asked her yet?
-No. I'm just
gonna drop him round.

What's she gonna do?

-Hiya. Sorry I'm late.
-Hiya.

Babe, there's so many.
Clearblue, First Response,

Answer One,
Answer Two, True For You.

Let's just get
the lot of them.

They're like a tenner each.
We only need one, don't we?

-Let's ask the woman.
-No!

-Why?
-I know her.

Natalie Lewis.
She's a right bitch.

Nessa once had a fight
with her dad and her brother.

All right, Stace?

All right, Nat?

-How's Ness?
-Fine.

How's your dad?
How's your brother?

Dad's all right.
Wayne's still on crutches.

-Right, so, shall we...
-Hang on, Gav.

(DOOR OPENS)

Excuse me, love.
Where to's the fake tans?

I'll show you now.

Oh, God, I hate her.

Come on. I'm not
buying a test from her.

She don't work on commission.

-I don't care.
Let's go Superdrug.
-(MOBILE PHONE BEEPING)

-Who's that?
-It's Smithy. They've arrived.

(HORN HONKING)

(ALL CLAMOURING)

Yeah, that is lovely.
Yeah. Where's your bags?

I dunno. Where's your sheep,
you dirty Welsh slag?

-No, you slag!
-No, you slag!

ALL: You slag! You slag!

-Hiya!
-SMITHY: You are a slag!

All right, Gwen?

Um, you know
everyone from the wedding.

-I think so. Hello again.
-She hasn't met Deano.

Hello, Deano.
Welcome to Barry.

(SPEAKING WELSH)

Sorry, but I don't...

Gwen, wait a minute.
What you doin'?

I've been learning Welsh.

I did an intensive course
'cause I knew we
were coming down.

I wanted to understand
what everyone was saying.

-(SNICKERS)
-You twat.

-What?
-No one speaks Welsh.

-Oh,
no, that's not strictly...
-Gwen, please,

don't make it more complicated
than it already is, okay?

Listen, Deano? Hey?

No one here, or where
we're going tonight,
none of them speak Welsh.

But what about
the signs and everything?

-I know.
You just gotta ignore it.
-I don't understand.

Deano,
seriously, just forget it.

Right, if I don't understand
it, then you,
you definitely won't.

All right?

-Fee, fi, fo, fum!
-ALL: Hey!

I smell the blood of
several Englishmen.

Joking, I am.
I'm not a giant. Chinese!

-All right, Bryn. How are you?
-BRYN: Swede!

-All right, Bryn.
-Yeah, all right.

Easy, Bryn.

(LAUGHS) Oh!

-Budgie.
-Hey.

-Now, you must be Dean.
-Deano.

-And is it your
first time to Wales?
-Yeah.

(WELCOMING IN WELSH)

-(ALL MUMBLING)
-Pack it in.

Right. Should we show you
where you're staying?

Right,
Fingers, Dirtbox, Deano,
Budgie, Swede, Gary...

Not Simon,
no need to explain there.

Chinese, Alan...
Oh! Chinese Alan.

Step forward
into my new bachelor paradise.

ALL: Hey, hey, hey!

-All right. See you later.
-See you in a bit.

Uh, listen. I need your help
this weekend, all right?

-This is seriously awkward.
-What?

This. Her. Nessa.
All this texting business.

I keep reading it
and rereading it.

Smithy, all she said was,
"Hope you're okay."

Exactly.
"Hope." "Hope you're okay."

She's saying there's hope.
I've given her hope,
false hope.

I think she was
just checking...

Don't leave me on my own
with her this weekend.

Not at all, not ever.
All right?

Honestly, I think you're
reading too much into this.

Her and Dave are
all right, you know.

They've set date
for the wedding
and everything.

-Have they?
-Yeah, June 13th or something.

(CAR HORN HONKS)

Sorry.

Can I do you something
before you go out?

Well,
we'll probably eat later,
so I'm all right, thanks.

Me, too.
I'm not hungry, really.

I'll just have
a couple of omelettes
or something.

Cheese? Mushroom? Ham? Tomato?

Yeah. Cheers.

-STACEY: Gav?
-Yeah?

Will you come here a minute?

Will you go back
and get one now, a test?

-Babe, it's a bit
awkward now, innit?
-Oh, why? I'm really excited.

I know.
Me, too. But Smithy's here,
the boys are over the road.

I can't just leave 'em.

-Why can't you go?
-I've gotta get ready.

I haven't done my
hair or nothin'.

-Why don't we
wait till tomorrow?
-But I just want to know.

So do I. But tomorrow,
everyone will have gone.

We can do it properly,
take our time.

-On our own?
-Yeah.

All right, then.

Can you believe it, Gav?

There might be
a little baby in there.

I know. It's amazing.

NESSA: All right, Gwen?
How's it going?

GWEN: Hello, Ness.
Hello, lovely.

-All right, Gav?
-All right, Nessa?

-Hiya, Neil.
-Where to Smithy?

He's, um...

He's...

Well, he's under the table,
actually.

All right, Smithy?
What's occurrin'?

All right?

Hello!
Lovely boy! How are you?

Ah! Oh, I've missed you!

Actually,
I might take him over Bryn's,
see the boys.

-Gav, you coming?
You wanna come?
-Yeah, okay.

Forget those omelettes, Gwen.
We're going to Bryn's,
see the boys.

Oh, that's a shame.
They're done now.

No worries.
I'll take 'em off your hands.

Will you? All right, love.

Stace? Nessa's here.

-Okay!
-Oh, Gwen?

-What are you doing tonight?
-Well, I've got a few options.

Elaine wants to
go to the pictures,

but Janet fancies the bingo,
so I'm not really sure.

You may have to
take a rain check
on all them.

I need you to look
after Neil for me,
the baby.

-Oh. Really?
-Afraid so.

-Is there nobody...
-No.

-I'd better ring
the girls then.
-I would.

-MAN: Shot!
-That's 2-1.

Here we go. Mini burgers.

BUDGIE:
Oh, Bryn, this is amazing.

The mini hot dogs will
be ready in a minute.
Have as many as you like.

Not very filling, but I just
think they're more fun
when they're mini.

How are we all
doing down here?

-Absolutely terrific, Bryn.
-(DOOR BELL BUZZING)

Who could that be?

Swede, would you, uh,
get the door, please?

I honestly think
this is the best day
of my life, so far.

Oh, Dean,
that means the world to me.

There are some mags
over there, Loaded,
FHM, Zoo, what have you.

Hey, hey! Bryn Diesel!

Bloody hell, Bryn.
What's going on here?

I know.
It's exactly the effect
I wanted and more.

I feel like Fagin,
and you, Gav,
are my Oliver Twist,

standing next to
the Artful Dodger.

Oh, mate, let's have a hold.

Hey, you want to go
to your Uncle Dirtbox?

Oh, he's incredible!

Oh, he's so cute!

And there's your Uncle Budgie.
Budge, do you want a hold?

Uh, no, I'm good, thanks.
I'm playing this.

I really like him, you know?

-Yeah, I want one.
-Yeah, it's good, isn't it?

-Yeah.
-Deano,
do you want to hold Neil?

Here you are, mate.

-What?
-Babies freak me out a bit.

GAVIN: Why?
DEAN: I dunno. It's just...

He looks like
Smithy but smaller.
Like a mini version.

BRYN: Talking of which,
who'd like a mini hot dog?

-I'd love one.
-GAVIN: No, thanks.

Right.
What's going on tonight?
What's the plan?

-Yeah, what's happening?
-Well,
this guy in work, Owain...

-Owain Hughes?
-Yeah.

Before you ask,
no, he doesn't.

(LAUGHS)

Right.
Seriously, what is going on?

Okay, so, Owain said best
to start off in 10 Feet Tall,
but Stacey and...

Which is irrelevant to us,
'cause this is a boys' night.

Yeah, okay, so I thought
we'd go to Buffalo to start

and then Tiger Tiger, maybe.

Are there ladies there?
Is that where
the ladies are at?

Fingers,
that's the beauty of Cardiff.
There's girls everywhere.

I say we go Walkabout,
Tiger Tiger,
Vodka Revolution.

It's exactly
like being in Essex.
That's why it's so brilliant.

Bryn, where's good
to go in Cardiff?

Oh, now, there's the question.
Um...

I've not been out in
Cardiff since 1978.

I went with Dick, Dick Powell,
and my brother,
God rest his soul.

We went to
a place called Bumpers
in the Castle Arcade.

It's closed down now, Bumpers.

No, uh, it's not
for me, the nightlife.

You should come
out with us, Bryn.
It'd be a laugh.

Gosh, no,
Budge, not my scene, Budgie.

I'd much rather wait in
for you young
men to come home,

all boozed up and
disorientated, not knowing
what's what or who's who.

DIRTBOX: Oh, come on!
Come out!

(ALL CHATTERING)

(LAUGHING)

Boys! Boys!

There's no way
you're getting me out
in Cardiff tonight.

(LAUGHS) Well, I never thought
you'd get me out
in Cardiff tonight.

-Right, who wants a drink?
Pint?
-Pint.

-Pint?
-BOTH: Pint.

-Me.
-Pint.

-I'll have a pint.
-Pint.

-Pint.
-Pint.

-Bryn?
-I'll have a pint,
please, Budge.

Are you sure, Bryn?
I thought you liked a Cinzano.

Put a sock in it, Gav. I'm out
with the boys.
I'm having a pint!

Get over yourself!

(ALL LAUGHING)

Nice one, Bryn.

(GIGGLING)

-All right, Nev?
-All right, Ness.

-Kev.
-All right.

-Who's the new boy?
-That's Dev.

-All right, Dev?
-All right.

Stace,
Lou, Anje, Nev, Kev, Dev.

-GIRLS: Hiya. All right.
-All right.

-How's it goin' tonight?
-Yeah, good.

-Any trouble?
-Nah, it's early doors.

-You in for the duration?
-Ah, we'll be here for a bit.

-Any nonsense,
give me a shout.
-Will do. Cheers, Ness.

-Just the four of you,
then, is it?
-Yeah.

Go on, then. In you go.

Tidy.

(UPBEAT POP MUSIC PLAYING)

Four Cokes, please.

Do you miss being
on the doors, Ness?

Yeah, bouncing, like?

Sometimes.

I miss the camaraderie,
but I don't miss the rage.

I don't miss getting home
and soaking my knuckles in
a bucket of ice.

That's no way to live.

Not for an attractive woman.

Oh, not for me, thanks.

-How comes
you're not drinking?
-I can't really say.

-She thinks she
may be up the duff.
-Nessa!

-Oh, my God!
-Serious?

-What?
-I weren't gonna say nothin'.

Oh, come on, Stace. We
both know, once you get
a drink inside you...

That's the point. I'm not
gonna have a drink inside me.
I'm not drinking!

Fair point.
You've got a point.

She's not up the duff.

I was lying.

Sorry.

(REMEDY PLAYING)

Do you like
this kind of music?

I can't hear
a word you're saying.

What music do you like?

Yes!

Slow down, Smithy, mate.

What? Why?

There's Owain. Owain?

-Gav! How's it goin'?
-Yes. All right?

All right, mate.
How you doin'?
Nice to meet you.

Hey! Owain! Owain Hughes!

Do you want
a glass of white Owain
or red Owain Hughes?

You must be Smithy.
Nice to meet you.

Come here, you little prick.

Sorry, mate. He's had a few.

Hey, do you know what
your favourite
TV programme is?

-Last Of
The Summer Owain Hughes.
-(MOBILE PHONE RINGING)

(SMITHY LAUGHING)

Keep an eye on him a minute.
It's Stacey. Stace!

-Where are you?
-Oceana.

Is Louise there? We lost her.

Yeah, she couldn't get into...

She couldn't get into Revs.
That girl still works there.

-She's talking to Deano.
-Okay,
I'm comin' over, all right?

Yeah, brilliant.

And I've got
a surprise for you.

What? What surprise?

You'll have to wait.

(SPEAKING WELSH)

Oh, my God!
You're so lush, you are.

(BOTH SPEAKING WELSH)

Deano's talking Welsh to
Stacey's mate, and she's
speaking it back to him.

-She's all over him.
-It's
a beautiful language, Gav.

And you, Owain Hughes,
are a beautiful man.

I like you. I like you a lot.

-My son's half Welsh.
-Is he?

Mmm, his mum's Welsh.
We're not together
or anything, though.

It's not like that.
But she texts me.

She sends me texts.
Let me show you...

Let me show you this text.
See what you think.

-Oh, for God's sake, Smithy...
-Shut up! Shut up!

I am talking to Owain Hughes,
who, quite frankly,

is a better friend to me
than you have ever been.

Sorry.
He always gets like this
when he's drunk.

How do you know?
You don't know me!

You don't even
come out with me
any more! You live here!

Now, let me show you this.

Oi, has anyone seen Bryn?

What do you say? Seriously,
Owain Hughes,
what would you say?

Oh, my God! Uncle Bryn!

Stace...

Are you okay?

I feel a bit weepy, Stace.

Have you been drinkin'?

Yeah,
a few pints and some shots.

You've overdone it, Bryn.
You don't know your limits.

I don't.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

Oh, Ness!

What have I become?

Come on. You're fine.

In through the nose,
out through the mouth.

(INHALES DEEPLY)

(SOBBING)

Oi! There you are.

Are you all right?
Is he all right?

Yeah,
he's just a bit drunk, he is.

Oh, Budge.

Of all the boys,
I knew you'd come
and look for me.

Here you are.
There's some water.

Oh, you're so kind.

You're kind and lovely
and sweet and attractive...

Can you stay with him for
a bit? I've got to see
Gav about something.

Uh... Yeah, okay.

Deano, where's Chinese?
He's got my phone.

I think he's
gone out for a fag.
Um, Fingers, this...

Hey, Louise, right?

-Hiya.
-Hey.

-Yeah. Long time.
-Yeah.

-How have you been? All right?
-Yeah, good.

You?

Right, so,
do you two know each other?

-Uh, well...
-You could say that.

I learnt Welsh and everything.

-Gav!
-Hiya.

-Oh, here we go.
-Uncle Bryn's really drunk.

He's only had a couple.

I know, but he
doesn't drink, does he?

I'll go and see
if he's all right.

No.
I have something to show you.

-Where did you get that?
-Anje had it.

She always keeps one
on her, apparently,
ever since, you know...

-Yeah, of course.
-So, come on, then. Shall we?

-What, here?
-Yeah. Don't you
just want to find out?

Yeah, yeah, I do.

All right?

Yeah. You?

Yeah.

You havin' a good night?

Yeah.
It's all right. It's Cardiff.

Gav says you've set a date
for the wedding.

Yeah, June the 13th.

-You all right to
look after Neil?
-Goin' through with it, then?

Yeah. Why?

I'll look after Neil.
No worries.

(SOMETHING KINDA OOOH PLAYING)

(TOILET FLUSHING)

-How long's that now?
-We've got about 30 seconds.

I can't believe I just wee'd
on my hand in front of you.

(LAUGHS)

You did worse things than that
on our honeymoon.

Gav, that was a treat!

(STACEY SIGHS)

-Okay.
-(SQUEALING)

Oh, never mind, babes.

-Babe?
-Just give me a minute.

Look, come on.
It's only our first try.

No, it's not.

What?

Stace?

Stacey?

It's not our first try.

I don't understand.

I haven't been on the pill
for over a year.

What are you talking about?

I stopped taking it
when we got married.

You've been trying to
get pregnant for a year and
you didn't tell me.

-Why?
-I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

Why did you think it okay
to do something like that?

-I don't think it's okay.
-Why did you do it then?

Because I thought
it would speed things up.

What?

Like, if I got pregnant,
we'd have to move out,

we'd have to get a house.
Oh, I don't know.

Stacey, you cannot
make decisions like that

without talking to
me about it first.
What is wrong with you?

Exactly.
What is wrong with me, Gav?

(SIGHS)

What if I can't have children?

(SIGHS)