All language subtitles for Outrageous Fortune s03e08 Oh Horrible Most Horrible

Hi, girl.

What the fuck? You don't know.

They were fucking on the couch when we
got home.

Oh, damn. No.

They'll be, Dick. You'll see, Dick. Just
not going in and out of Pascale. It's a

porn film.

Dick going in and out is what it's all
about. It is erotica for women for the

last time.

Shitty. You're pissed. I nailed your
mum. I get it. I can't do this.

Why are you breaking up with me? Yeah,
because you're toxic.

I don't want you anywhere near my life.

Hello?

Oh.

Kind of killing the mood a little bit,
Loretta. Oh, crap.

It's not your birthday, is it?

Or some stupid anniversary?

Because if this is like our we've been
dating six months exactly today... Am I

an anniversary kind of guy?

No, but what's with all the candles?

Congratulations.

You're a real -life director.

Champagne?

Fuck champagne.

Tell me again.

You're the hottest, sexiest woman. No,
dickhead.

It's a bit about the Asian distributor.

Cash. Kudos.

Biggest market in the world.

But it won't be seen here.

What's the point?

You got your copy?

Yeah, but what about this small but
highly regarded festival where some

person spots my work?

Sounds far -fetched, but stranger things
have happened.

I should let you know that the Asian
version needed just a tiny bit of

retooling. What?

Don't panic.

It was just a language thing. There were
cultural issues. Don't panic.

Nothing major, right? It was just a
little bit of dubbing and that sort of

Hayden, this is my film you're talking
about. My film. Why wasn't I there to do

it myself?

Because you don't speak Mandarin.

Mandarin? Yeah, it's in Chinese.

That's all it was.

You said retooling. I meant dubbing.

And I oversaw the whole process myself.

Not that I really understood it.

Fish. Good.

Cuts. We have to forget all about this
one and start working on the next one.

I already have started thinking about
it.

Horror?

Comedy? Psychological thriller.

Intelligent. Complex.

I've already done that line.

Well, now that you're a real -life
director with a genuine credit, I

might like to take a little bit of time
to celebrate.

That's what I am.

Finally, an actual director.

We've got corned beef tomorrow night.

You're welcome to come around if you
want.

Thanks, Mrs West, but I have to decline.

Even though you do make the best cheese
sauce.

Just pack it.

I never knew that.

Extra big serve for you. You can bring
Casey.

I can't.

Whatever happened between you and Van,
you can sort it, can't you?

Come on, Monty, you can tell me.

Sorry, Mrs West. No, no, call me Cheryl.
I couldn't do that, Mrs West.

Monty, you and Van, you were it for each
other ever since you met in Prima One.

I mean, God, you both pissed in the
sandpit together.

I pissed further? Yeah, and we used to
come and get you from school every day

because your mum forgot to pick you up.
Oh, don't.

Van was so excited.

You know, he'd never had a friend like
that before, not a real friend. Jethro

always ran them off.

They were not anymore.

Look, there's no more me and Ben, not
after what happened. What did happen?

I mean, I know she brought him back from
the Coromandel, bloody Drasker.

I just have to forget him, that's all.

Thanks for the beer, Mrs Weston.

You know, you know, she's still on
scene, that's all. Yeah, no, of course

is. Don't you remember when she tried to
trap him by pretending to be up the

duff and we started packing, you and me?
Well, it was you, mostly.

Yeah, well, maybe he deserves it.

Come on, Mum.

Hey, you're squeezing those oranges
yourself.

Retooling, is that what you meant?

Taking my film and sticking in
disgusting shots of dicks and dildos and

and arseholes.

Yeah, I knew you wouldn't be happy.

Hayden, the shots don't even match. The
lighting is shit and the way is that

Pascal.

Well, you know your own sister that
well.

It's like...

You've taken bits of Z -grade porn and
just slammed them in anywhere.

Oh, fucking hell, that is what you did
do. Look, I was in a hurry, all right? I

had to do something.

No, you didn't. You wanted your film
sold, and I got it sold.

That's not my film.

Well, parts of it are.

Except plot, character, anything
resembling a story. Look, I tried to

version. Truly, I did, but nobody wanted
soft core.

It is erotica, you fuckwit. Everybody
said, too many talking heads, not enough

action, which, to be fair, It's pretty
much what I was saying when we were

shooting it.

So you planned this from the beginning?

No.

But I wasn't. Oh, my God, you bastard!

Calm down, Loretta. Don't you tell me to
calm down. You have killed me!

Piss off, honey. That was for Van. God,
he's even worse than I am.

You must be so worried about him, the
way he's acting right now.

I know he's trying to get over his
grief, but it's kind of self

What do you think, Cheryl?

I think you should leave.

Someone's got to look after him. I mean,
what do you want him out there nicking

cars and demoing bus stops?

Especially now that months are not
around. What do you know about that?

Nothing. But at least Van's got me,
right?

Oh, my God, are you crying?

You guys, come quick.

No, don't believe you. No, it's true.
First of all, I heard the freaky noises,

and then I saw her face, and it was all
kind of purple and pink, and there was

snot. Even when she was a baby, she
never cried, just stared.

Loretta, we just want to help.

I'll take a photo.

Is Loretta in here?

You've done something to her. She's been
bawling, apparently.

Eh?

No, Loretta doesn't cry.

Well, she does now.

Loretta?

Can I come in? Get lost.

Mum?

Hey, Phoebe.

I forgive you.

I understand that you didn't betray me,
ruin my film deliberately. It was

something you had to do for the money.

Really? No.

Fuck off!

Look, the next film will be the one, all
right?

We've got experience now. We've got
connections.

We'll double the budget.

So we can have gold -plated dildos this
time?

I know.

I know. I should have talked to you
about it, but I just knew how attached

were to it. Oh, bullshit! You didn't
think I'd ever find out.

Tell me.

What I need to do for us to get past
this.

Seriously? Anything.

You know what you mean to me.

Okay.

Recall every single copy of the Asian
version and take my name off it. It's

impossible. You said you wanted to make
this right. I can't, all right? It is

not within my power and it would cost a
fortune.

You said you'd do anything. Beretta, I
am not going to recall the DVDs. Yes,

are. Be reasonable. Well, if you don't
do that, then we're over.

Like an automaton. Well spotted.

Listen, I know you're upset. No, I am
not upset. I am humiliated and furious

more betrayed than I've ever been in my
entire fucking life. And if you even

gave a small rat ass, you'd do it.

I can't.

Then we're over.

Well, Ted, might see you around, eh?

Oh, my God, you are so dumped.

OK, here's what I think.

She went to the Coromandel, she got to
Van and she stood something up with

Munter. What?

Drasca, she broke them up. Oh, it wasn't
her.

Who was it then? I can't.

Swollen to secrecy. Fuck that, Casey.
Come on, who was it? This is so awful

so appalling. You do not want to know.

Look, Van and Munter have never had a
fight. Not a real one. They're like

brothers. Yeah, except a brother does
not do that to his brother. And not with

his brother's mother.

What?

Oh, crap.

Van.

Van and Carl?

Oh, please don't say anything to Munter.
He'll kill me if he finds out. Jesus

Christ.

And he got her pissed first.

Ah, right. Well, that bloody explains
it. What are you saying about Munter's

mum? Carla will go anything in trousers
when she's not pissed.

And who put her back there? In front of
her own son?

Oh, Munter wasn't there.

In the grip of a full body stone?

Watching his best friend and his mother?

You know, nine months she'd been on the
wagon.

Munter was so proud of her.

Then along comes Van.

Poor Munter. It's like reliving his
childhood, except this time the loser

shagging his mum with his best friend.

Yeah, all right.

Yeah, well, now you know you can stop
trying to fix things because there's no

point. No, Van's going to apologise.
I'll make him. Yeah, well, maybe things

better this way.

No, Munter's not happy. I know he's not.
Yes, he is.

I mean, I know he gets a bit wistful
when he listens to ACDC or eats fish and

chips or rolls a big one, but he's
better off without Van.

You can't say that. Excuse me, but I
can.

I have finally found myself a sweet,
sensitive guy with a huge todger who

that four players more than buy me a rum
and coke at the pub. So I'll be fucked

if I'm going to see your son lead him
astray and land him in jail.

No offence.

Hey, you okay?

Piss off.

So, did he cheat on you?

Because, you know, I would kind of be
like Karma.

You know, because you got with Hayden
right after me.

Not that I care now because I've got
Bruce, but it was still totally wrong.

He didn't screw anyone else, just my
film.

Is that out already?

Only in Asia.

No one will see it here.

Oh, fantastic.

It's not fantastic, and I don't want to
talk about it.

Look, you haven't done the whole
breakups thing, and I have heaps.

Well, normally I'm the one doing the
dumping, not the other way around, but

however it happened...

You still have to pass through the
stages.

I don't need this shit. Yeah, you do.

No, I don't.

Because Hayden can't do this to me, and
pretty soon he's going to realise it.

That is so positive.

Revenge is the first stage. I mean,
personally, I think the best thing is

go right out there and sleep with his
best friend.

Oh, wait. No, that's the other way.

Pascal, I can do this my own way.

Okay, but if you need me... I don't.

Well, when you're at the depressed,
angry... Why wasn't I good enough for

undersized prick stage?

I'll be here.

I won't do that.

Ever.

Sure you won't.

Van.

Van.

Van Fook.

I know what happened in the car, man.

Oh, sleep.

How could you do that to Munter?

You don't treat your friends like that,
Van. You're only... Van!

Jesus, Van, look at me.

Van!

I want you to get round there and
apologise to her. What's the point?

know you've been through a terrible
time. Don't get this shit! I do.

I do.

Baby, do you need pole blazers?

Um, 21st is tonight.

I thought we could go.

She's a stupid mole.

All the more reason why we should go.

If you want to.

No. No, you're out of here.

You're out of my house. She's staying.
She's not welcome here then. She's

staying.

Shit! Bitch!

It's okay, I'm fine.

Really?

Took your time.

Yeah, I couldn't bail on my client,
sorry.

Oh.

This is definitely one of her better
ones. Yeah?

Yep. She's graduated from frozen
chicken.

How does that make this one better?

Obviously, Hayden. You've never had a
chicken rotting under your floorboards.

Her former math teacher really regretted
failing her. Mate, did you just get on

with it?

I haven't had a pit since lunchtime.

Expensive trousers?

Extremely. Bye, mate.

It's all good.

Loads of fun.

G'day, David.

I know why she's doing this.

She wants my attention, right?

She ain't gonna get it.

No response whatsoever.

All this shit that she's ruined?

All replaceable by insurance.

She ain't gonna get to me.

Cheers. Cheers, mate.

Can you smell that?

What?

I said this girlfriend of yours... Oh,

shit!

Glue.

Hair removal cream.

Bitch!

Hey,

you

got any plasters? I've ripped my feet
apart while I was walking home on my

Ouija. Shame it was just your feet.

Um, Van wanted to get a taxi tonight,
and at the same time he wanted to grab

cash box.

But I said, nah, babe, bad idea.

Because I care.

Richard!

Coming, baby.

All right, you pasty slapper, I get your
point.

Well, no, Cheryl, I don't actually think
you do.

Because we all know that Van's only
listening to one person right now.

And that's yours truly.

Me.

So it'd be a good idea to be a little
bit more fucking polite.

To you.

Well, if you're a little bit nicer, then
I'd be much more inclined to help.

Jesus, you little fucking bitch. Hey,
hey, hey.

Yeah.

I need to go look after my boyfriend.

Go bloody then.

What happened to the great reunion?

It's harder than I thought.

We'll give it a couple of weeks.

Once he'll get over it, and he'll be
back at your dinner table, stinking and

and eating all the best roast potatoes.

Don't think so.

Jesus.

I feel like I've lost him.

She is all over him like a maggot, and
he led to her.

Look, you were prepared to chuck him out
before.

Maybe that's what you have to do.

God knows what would happen to him,
mate.

Look, Trask is a menace.

But maybe she's better than nothing. No,
I do not kowtow to that little hobo.

Look, come on.

Okay, okay.

He's going to get sick of her
eventually.

I got your message.

Good. Who are you calling a chicken?

If you have issues, Loretta, do the
mature thing and come and talk to me,

alright? Alright.

Rusty Nail, one hour.

You owe

me for

my car, my furniture and my appliances.

Take it out of the profits from your
porn film.

What profits?

What if I'm only just breaking even?

What if I only went into it because of a
certain person and her persuasive

powers? Who would that be?

Are you done with the bunny boiler act
yet? That depends. Have you recalled the

DVDs and taken my name off?

Not going to happen.

I always get what I want, Hayden.

And what do you really want?

You know what I want.

Not this time, sweetheart.

Is that your final word?

No, not quite.

Mess with my hair again and you'll be
really sorry.

You met with me.

You never had a film career until you
met me.

In fact, there was something else you'd
never had, wasn't there?

What was it?

You and I both know this is an offer.

Yeah?

Take my name off, and we're back in
business.

Ma.

Thought you might say that.

I still invest a baby, unless you get a
better offer.

Words of the wise.

You don't put your persons up in the
bogs in this establishment.

It is frequented by good, hard -working
family men.

Eh?

And those guys.

Damn it.

Damn it, Fox Club.

Hello, my love.

You want some breakfast?

How about I get you some water? Come on,
let's go and get some water. Hey, you

know what?

I've actually got some southern comfort
under the bed.

Come and have some breakfast, Ben.

It's going to be okay.

No, it's not.

I'll say one thing for that girl. She's
got stamina.

She's got a fucking nerve is what she's
got.

Okay, now I'm really worried.

It's called eating. It's what people do
when they're not models. No, upset

people lose their appetite, so they eat
way too much to fill the void.

Go away with your stupid stages.

Well, they're there for a reason.

So you can annoy me? If you're not up to
wallowing, you should be up to getting

pissed and partying out with your
friends.

You don't have any.

Look, maybe I'm not like other people.

Hey, with your first boyfriend, you were
really upset.

You can't be up to recovery yet. You
haven't even slept with anyone else.

I'm way too busy for that.

Anyway, Hayden will come to his senses.

How do you know that?

Because I've made a list and I'm working
through it.

A list?

Of his weak points.

You mean you're still on stage one?

He's got a lot of weak points.

Like his crap in the mornings.

Really crap?

And he's way, way too fond of his car.

And he hates insects.

Especially arachnids.

Yeah, that got his attention.

Okay, I don't get this.

He didn't cheat on you. He didn't give
you crabs. He didn't select your best

friend. What he did was way worse than
that.

It was just a dumb movie.

And if he thinks he can get away with
it, he's wrong.

He also thinks that bullets bounce off
him.

Also wrong.

Did you shoot Hayden? Don't be stupid.
That would land me in jail.

I did this instead.

Oh my god, you didn't. Expensive per
word, but worth it.

This isn't normal.

I thought it was stage one.

No, ripping up clothes, sleeping with
friends, that's revenge.

This is... This is like that old movie,
you know, with the woman with the bad

spiral perm and the rabbit.

Fatal attraction, yeah, but
unfortunately Hayden doesn't have a pet.

All my Christmases at once, I was
checking to see if the cancer had got

already. Yeah, we'll have fun.

And there it was.

Hayden, poof, defeated.

Popped his club.

No.

Really?

That's not true.

Don't ruin my day.

I had the early morning serenade. Yeah,
ha, ha, the pervs and the weirdos. I

just changed my number. But the spider
and the damage to my car and now this.

I didn't say what you died of. My mother
nearly had a heart attack.

The staff at my rest times are freaking
out. My fucking brother -in -law turned

up to get my car before anybody else
could claim it.

Hey, I'm starting to think maybe your
sister's got a mental illness.

She's a 17 -year -old with a broken
heart. How many of them do crazy shit

this, huh?

We hear to 10 o 'clock. Yeah, we do.

Can we finish this later? We fucking
can't because this is the last draw.

What's going on?

Hayden's an old friend of mine. Not for
much longer.

Can you give me 10?

Glad you can spare the time, mate.

There you go. And you've actually got
nine bucks in late fees, but it's okay.

You can get it next time.

Oh, you're in good shape.

Someone whose ex just died.

I'll live.

Hayden's mother might not.

She's been admitted to hospital
suffering shock.

When Hayden turned up to reassure her,
she thought he was back from the dead.

Well, if Hayden wants to stop this, then
he knows what he needs to do.

Jesus. Loretta, give it up. Death Row,
your opinion really doesn't matter

because you don't know anything about
Loretta. It was a business deal that

didn't go your way, so now you're having
a little tantrum.

It was a bit more than that, actually.
It's not going to be the last time

someone screws you over, right? So suck
it up. He wasn't just someone. He was

the person who was supposed to know me
better than anyone in the world. Now, he

knew how much that movie meant to me, so
why would he do that?

And then to not even apologise? To just
walk away like I'm nobody, like I'm some

stupid girl who doesn't even matter?

What?

Oh, shit.

A word of advice.

Making someone's life a living hell
ain't going to get them to come back to

I do not want him to come back to me. I
don't want to even see him again,

actually. Well, this is a lot of
investment for someone you don't care

Jethro, it's a matter of pride. You
don't fuck around with it and get away

it. You're playing that card now, are
you?

Jethro, I do not love him. I hate him.
And that's why I'm doing this.

Very disappointed.

And Loretta? That it wasn't true.

No joke, Grandpa.

She's gone beyond revenge into something
else.

She's going to end up with the cops for
mental health. Over that wanker.

Yep.

She loves him.

Someone has to talk to her.

Flush.

Might have put me back in the shower as
well.

Well, you sure could use one.

You motherfucking father.

Well, he's not here, is he?

You want to go low, lower than low, I
don't care, but you don't do this.

What, is this more shit about Manta?
This is about you breaking your mother's

heart.

Now, I don't know why or how, but that
woman loves you no matter what you do.

And you can piss on anything else, but
you don't piss on that.

You okay, babe?

Yep.

That wanker.

He's not dead.

Cheryl said it was a misprint.

I saw him in here trying to pick up men,
you know. I always knew he was a homo.

Well, Loretta will go back to being a
dyke now.

You what?

Oh, it's all so confusing.

Don't look now, Stubb Muffin.

Don't worry, baby, we don't have to talk
to that loser.

Shall we go?

It's half -price drinks for ladies at
the Hotline and Binker.

No.

Is that a local? Is that a local?

You're such a bum.

Hi, do you sell silicone spray? It's a
heavy -duty metal lubricant.

Silicone spray.

Yeah. Funny on toilet seats, but
dangerous on doorsteps and driveways.

Rita had a few fallings out in her time.

Nyree Munro, for starters.

Lefty's wife.

They never spoke again after the
incident with the rat poison.

Only one person your grandmother hated
more than Nyree.

Bert Thompson.

She hated him on account of the Smith &
Coey cock -up.

But there was someone worth.

Sputty Pants.

Yeah, we call her Mum or Cheryl.

Rita got a few hits in, then she
realised.

Sputty held all the cards.

You kids.

She could take you away from Rita any
time. So she did something I never

she'd do.

Worse than rat poison.

She apologised.

She had to.

She loved you kids.

If you're going to destroy someone,
Loretta, you have to make sure you never

want to see that person ever again.

And I don't know why you'd ever want to
see him again.

Hayden bloody Peters.

and you were in here, I would have
waited.

Don't want you pissing yourself on my
account.

Well, wouldn't I?

No. You got a good bladder.

I'm staying full camp.

Matter, matter.

You didn't go for a whole day because
there's a dead bird in the urinal.

I shifted it.

You're too pussy.

I'm up.

Here.

I, um... What's this? You better get out
of here. Girl fight.

I was here first, you old hoe. Old? I'm
30, and how old are you, you fat, ugly

slag? What the fuck did you say to me,
bitch? This is bad.

I can't just break it up.

You've got to fuck us over there.

I'll just do it like it. I'll just
fucking call it.

I'll fucking touch her.

Fuck you.

Fuck you. No, fuck you. No, fuck you,
bro. No, you.

Fuck you. Fuck you.

Fuck you.

You're bleeding.

Come have a drink.

Oh, it fucking hurts.

Come on, baby, you've got to disinfect
it.

I know it stinks, but it's going to help
you.

What the hell's happening now, Van?

Instead of what, you should be asking
who.

It's your precious mother, actually.

What, Mother Smack Van? There's a whole
pile full of witnesses if you don't

believe me.

You OK?

Yeah. Yeah, couldn't be better.

Playing on your own?

Practicing.

I'm really sorry for hitting your son
with his whisper. It had to be done, you

know. It's about time someone smacked
him. He's been a real shit lately.

Yeah.

Thing is, now that you've got it out of
your system, maybe you guys can sit down

and sort it out.

It ain't gonna happen.

Oh, isn't it what you guys do? You just
sort of smack each other around a bit

and then it's all best buddies?

Yeah, it's a relationship that's run its
course.

No, Munter.

Yeah, with respect, Mrs West, you don't
know.

Well, I do.

Eh?

Who told you?

Oh, it doesn't matter.

What matters is the fan of the mess.

And he's sorry.

No, he's not.

Look, we had a good thing, OK? The best.

And it became abusive, and there's only
one way to deal with that. Only because

he's fucked in the head and dragging
himself down. Yeah, and I've got to walk

away from that.

Is this Casey talking?

No, it's me.

Stop hassling me about it. No, no,
Manta, I'm not hassling you, aren't you?

don't contact me anymore, OK?

Eh?

It's been really nice knowing you, Mrs
West. You know, I've enjoyed the roast

chickens and the sausage rolls and the
ice cream, you know, with the chocolate,

strawberry and vanilla in.

The Neapolitan.

And I'm going to miss the, um... the way
you've always got clean towels and

spare bulk paper.

How you made me feel like I was part of
your family. No, don't do this, Munter.

Look, we can't see each other again.

Except, you know, it's in the car park I
heard your mum when I'm picking up

Casey.

Or a supermarket.

Or a pub.

But anyways, you know, thanks for
everything.

Really, thanks.

All right, this is what I want.

Vance to get a job.

Full or part -time? Full. I want him
occupied and out of the house.

Okay. And he's not to drink.

Can't give you that. I can give you
cutting down light beer, maybe? All

but he's not to fight, steal or
vandalise, and he's not to get arrested.

That's a lot of demand.

You're talking the talk. It's time to
walk the walk.

Oh, I'm not going anywhere.

But I have a few conditions.

More fucking politeness?

I am to be treated with respect from
everyone here, including Loretta, and

especially from you.

No one is to call me a hoe, a whore, a
slut or a slapper. Ripped back's okay

though, eh?

Chuck.

No name calling, no insults.

I'm to be treated as a member of the
family.

Can't do that if we can't call you
names.

But fine.

What I'd like most of all is an apology
from you.

I want you to say, I'm sorry.

To you?

What for?

For punting me in the face.

For humiliating me.

For ruining my wedding.

And for accusing me of faking a
pregnancy. You did fake a pregnancy. I

care. I still want an apology. And I'm
not going anywhere until I get it.

Oh, for fuck's sake, all right.

You're a fag.

What's this?

Why don't you put the fine down and get
off my property?

Why are you selling your house?

I'm leaving.

Leaving?

Where, the street, the suburb?

Look, I'm going to tell you.

Hayden, I'm here to tell you that

I'm sorry.

Well, you're trespassing.

Didn't you hear me?

I want to apologize.

Get off my property right now or I'll
call the cops.

Because of a few harmless pranks.

Harmless?

I'm going nuts.

Every day wondering what fresh horror is
going to faze me. Jesus Christ, I can't

sleep at night for fear that my house is
going to burn down.

Oh, come on. You know I'm not that
psycho.

It was a game, that's all.

A game?

Yeah. And I thought you'd give in. Go.

Get out of here now. No.

I can't.

What I mean is... I'm sorry.

Good on you.

Bye. You're not listening to me.

I'm sorry.

Well, sorry doesn't cut it, Loretta. All
right? Sorry doesn't even go halfway

there. Not after what you put me
through. Well, what about I love you?

Hayden, I honestly love you.

And... And it's not just a crappy song.
It's why I was hurt and why I was

freaking out and why I was maybe
handling things a bit badly. And it's

cannot go.

Are you high?

No.

No, I love you. I never want to see you
again.

No, you can't. You are a nut bar, all
right?

You're a wacko. And I don't want to see
you ever again.

I wish I'd never met you.

Get out of my life.

It's not that hard, Ciro.

What if you want my help?

Truly and sincerely sorry for all the

pain and unfairness I've inflicted on
you, Drasca.

I'm sorry for pissing you off and for
slapping you, for stuffing up your

and for saying you weren't pretty. I
fucking apologise.

You don't know how much that means to
me, Cheryl.

So do we have a deal?

Something snaps and life dissolves.

And the furthest of your minds resolves.

You're on the dark side.

You're on the dark side.

You're on...

So bizarre.

Pascal.

You know the breakup stages?

There was the wallowing stage and then
the... You mentioned a stage about

getting pissed.

Yeah. But you didn't mention the stage
where your stomach's filled with

writhing.

And your heart...

Shush.

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