All language subtitles for Welcome To Paradox - 01x02 - Our Lady of the Machine.eng

[music playing]

NARRATOR: In the city of
Betaville, in the near future,

the technology we
developed confronts us.

The science we
created seduces us.

But will our dreams of tomorrow
be turned into a nightmare?

"Welcome to Paradox."

[theme music]

Be careful what you wish for.

Nothing is impossible anymore.

In Betaville there's a
thin line between science

and religion, where those
who create technology

to try to control the lives
of those who believe in faith.

Angel Cardenas is
investigating a murder.

He's always been
a man of reason.

Solving this case could
take more than the

facts and possibly a miracle.

On the trail of the killer,
the only thing that's certain--

[screaming]

--is somebody's guilty as sin.

[birds chirping]

[chatter]

Nobody's going to get you
a better price than I will.

You understand?

MAN [ON HOLOGRAM]:
Yeah, but what about--

Nobody.

Nobody beats Paily Huachuco.

[music playing]

CINA: Paily, perdoname, but
that padre is here again.

I don't got time for this.

PADRE: Everyone's got time
for God's work, my son.

MAN [ON HOLOGRAM]: Paily.

Go.

Look, I'm not your son, padre,
and I don't believe in God.

I'm a businessman.

God is also in business--

the business of saving souls.

If you make a contributionto our cause--

PAILY HUACHUCO: Listen, padre,
save it for someone who cares,

OK.

Now, get the hell out.

Call.

[music playing]

We've got a nonbeliever here.

Cina.

Cina.

[music playing]

Oh, that's very good.

You're the best
holo-image I've ever seen.

Where's the projector?

[music playing]

You have no faith.

Yeah, you're right there.

OK.

We'll try to get through this.

CINA: Paily, [speaking spanish]

PAILY HUACHUCO: Cina,
take a look at this.

She wants prayers and money.

Bet you can't guess which
one she wants first.

CINA: Are you sure it's
just a projection, Paily?

PAILY HUACHUCO: Oh, this
is going to be good.

I got the scramble up, so will
she split apart and pretty

sparkles, or will she just--

Cina.

Cina, call the cops now.

Now!

[music playing]

[birds chirping]

I swear, man, it wasn't me.

I'm a family man now.

I don't hang with
those guys anymore.

I haven't seen them
for more than a year.

Now, why don't I
believe you, Ramon?

ANGEL CARDENAS: You
should, sergeant.

He's telling the truth.

Hey, it is no fun
having you around.

How can I ask the questions when
you already know the answers?

Me?

I don't know anything.

But I do know he's
telling the truth.

Damn intuits.

Can't keep their nose
in their own business.

He can't-- he can't
actually read my mind, can he?

Captain, my captain.

CAPTAIN: Hm?

I'm not a religious, man.

But if I was I would find it
hard to believe in a deity that

stoops to common extortion.

Well, Angel, the only
things you believe in

are what you can see, smell,
hear, touch, taste, or intuit.

That's me.

CAPTAIN: Yeah.

Now you, my friend, you are the
last person that they'd target,

huh?

Let's hope you're right.

CAPTAIN: See, the people
in this district--

they're simple people.

They go to church
on Sundays, they're

baptized when they're
born, and when they die,

the padre says a
misa de difuntos.

I mean, this-- this
is not extortion.

To them, it's divine punishment.

And this guy Huachuco--

he's just the tip
of the iceberg.

See, the padres have been
making a lot of visits

to local businessmen.

Some, they get persuaded.

Some, like Paily, get vaped.

And word gets out, the rest,
they all right in to line,

you know.

And people are talking
about this, Angel.

They're scared.

I bet.

CAPTAIN: See, it's a holo-image.

It's got to be.

But look at the detail.

And it's a remote projection.

Nobody can do that.
- No, no, no.

You mean nobody civilian.

It's got to be military
ware or a derivative--

tactile projection.

You know how much
juice that takes

merely to maintain that level?

So you're saying that this is
a military op or intelligence?

ANGEL CARDENAS: No, no, no.

I checked on it.

There's nothing
currently operational.

CAPTAIN: Nothing
that they'd admit to.

Not to us.

ANGEL CARDENAS:
Come on, Katherine,

they can't lie to me.

Remember?

Which leads us back
where we started.

A holo-image that can
kill, which is impossible.

[sighs] You mind?

CAPTAIN: Mhm.

Oh.

Hey, you all right, Angel?

Yeah, yeah, it's just
an old wound acting up.

CAPTAIN: [LAUGHING] Well,
quit being such a damn stoic.

Go see the medics.

I did

CAPTAIN: Yeah,
what did they say?

There's no physiological basis
for the pain I am experiencing.

The muscle and nerve tissue have
completely regenerated, so if

I'm feeling pain, not to worry.

It doesn't exist.

It can't be.

It's not real.
It's all in my

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

ANGEL CARDENAS:
Story of my life.

Bye.

Go!

[birds chirping]

Table for one, father?

I'd like to speak with
the owner if I might.

He's a busy man.

The Lord smiles
on the industrious.

Boss doesn't like
anybody's hands

in his pockets but his own.

Precisely the kind
of purity I seek.

[chatter]

SERGEANT DARCY:
Table for two, padre.

Something I can
do for you, padre?

I represent a local
religious order that devotes

itself to serving the poor.

Because we are so small,
we survive on the charity

of the local merchants.

Yours is a new
establishment in our parish,

and you seem to be prospering.

Yeah, that we are.

Won't you have a seat?

[music playing]

PADRE: [sighs]
Perhaps you might see

your way to giving
a little something

back to the community--

spread a little
good will, and it

will come back to you tenfold.

Let me tell you
a story, padre.

When I was a younger man, I
always did the right thing.

Took my mom to
church every Sunday,

brought her home for dinner.

But one Sunday, there
were these punks

that she'd helped
out once waiting

for her when we got home.

See, they figured that she had
some money stashed away, being

the nice lady that she was.

And they always do.

She didn't.

So they shot us both.

I lived.

And I learned
something-- you give

a little, you get nothing back.

you give a lot, you
get less than nothing.

You need help, my son.

You are in pain.

Yeah.

I tell you what--
you have five seconds

to move your ass
out of here, or I'm

gonna show you what pain is.

Our lady can persuade
as well as heal.

Darcy.

You are new to
the neighborhood.

Perhaps you have not
heard about the others.

Businessmen like yourself
who at first have doubts.

ANGEL CARDENAS: That's right.

I have not heard, nor
do I want to hear.

SERGEANT DARCY: You see the
way he was scoping me out?

Not exactly benediction
and he had in mind.

ANGEL CARDENAS: Ten to
one he's got a record.

You sure he's our man?

ANGEL CARDENAS: Well,
I'll tell you what--

I could still smell the
prison food on his breath.

Taste.

Taste.

No!

Do I have to remind you
that this whatever it is

has killed several
perfectly healthy men,

and we still don't know how?

What, You're
getting spooked on me?

SERGEANT DARCY: That last
guy, Paily Huachuco--

he had a scramble screen--

had no effect at all.

No kind of holo-image,
not even a tactile,

can get through that.

So what?

The real Madonna
is going to help

some fake priests with their
extortion racket, right?

Let me remind you that
all holo-images work

on the principles of
physics, and a holo-image

is what we are
dealing with here.

Understand?
- Yes, sir.

Hm?

So why don't you
move out and let

me be a sitting duck in peace?

Needs lemon.

[music playing]

You're very well made.

You mock me.

No, not at all.

That was a compliment.

You do not believe.

I'm willing to be convinced.

You deal in luxury.

I deal in food

VIRGIN MARY: To those who
go to bed hungry at night

it is a luxury.

But you would take
my contribution?

For the sake of the
poor and needy, yes.

I would not turn
away such tithing.

Until the time comes for avarice
to be banished from this world,

I will take from themis
guided to help the needy.

I'm sorry, but
I'm going to need

some proof of your
divine character

before I turn it over
the fruits of my labor

to those who claim to
serve in your name.

You wish proof?

Give me your hand.

Some die.

Some just remember.

ANGEL CARDENAS: [screaming]

MAN: Shut up or your both dead.

YOUNG ANGEL: Put down the gun.

Just don't hurt my mom.

[gunshot]

So the padre told
you what I said, right?

You are in such pain.

He said that too.

[music playing]

Feel it leaving your body.

Help those in need, and
you will be blessed.

CAPTAIN: So?

ANGEL CARDENAS: [sighs]
Man, that Madonna's touch

was so real.
Was it?

Incredible.

CAPTAIN: Well, doesn't
that take a lot of energy?

No, not a lot--

an extraordinary amount.

In fact, I want to run
a check on the grid,

all the utilities
in the area, OK?

I mean, if they're real
good, it'll go undetected.

But we may get lucky, you know.

You never know.

CAPTAIN: Hey, Cardenas.

What's going on?

It was so vivid--

I mean, really vivid.

But she's not immortal.

No.

No.

CAPTAIN: So, what's
our next move?

I'm gonna make a contribution
to the padre's order

just like she suggested.

Except it's gonna
be a contribution

that goes beyond mere money--

something of a more
personal nature.

What are you gonna do?
Give him your stamp collection?

No.

What is it they say in church?

You don't need to understand--

just believe.

[music playing]

MAN 2: Hey, nice one.

MAN 3: Shoot, shoot!

Ramon!

RAMON: Back up, man.

MAN 3: Oh!

MAN 2: Come on.

I'm open.

RAMON: Put it up.

Put it up!

I gotta bless you
with the backhand, man.

Oh, you're showing
your age, man.

You're showing your age.

MAN 3: Let's go, let's
go, let's get it on.

RAMON: : All those times we got
busted or remanded to juvenile

custody, and all
those lectures they

gave us on how we were never
going to amount to anything.

They were right.

Yeah.

So what's on your mind?

Ramon, I got a
question for you, man.

You're going to think I'm nuts.

Listen, the Holy Virgin, right--

could she ever harm somebody?

[sighs] Angel, your mother--
you always used to say--

Wait, wait, wait wait, wait.

My mother, nothing, all right.

I just want your expert opinion.

Just you, what do you know?

The Holy Virgin-- could
she possibly kill?

No, she's anembodiment of holy mercy.

It's an impossibility.

Impossibility?

What about all those people
in the Bible dead in floods,

and quakes, and--
- That's different.

Uh-huh.

Those are what most
people call acts of God.

All right, all
right, all right.

Could the Holy Virgin--

she could never actually--

she would never actually
harm anybody, right?

Never.

Angel, what's this about, man?

Level with me.

You sure this doesn't
have something to do--

ANGEL CARDENAS: Hey, hey.

It's a case I'm working on.

That's all.

Don't ask.

What about unknowingly,
unwittingly,

like as a byproduct of
her actions-- something

she was unaware of?

RAMON: The Madonna is in a
perpetual state of grace.

She could never do
things without being

aware of their consequences.

[music playing]

[hologram sound]

VIRGIN MARY: You have no faith.

You have no faith.

No, I don't think so.

You're not telling the truth.

You're not lying either,
because you don't exist.

And you never have.

[music playing]

[chatter]

He'll see you right away.

ANGEL CARDENAS: Ah,
buenos, Padre Morales.

What is this, my son?

I don't understand.

Your Madonna paid us a
little visit last night.

And I must say,
the demonstration

was pretty convincing.

Then you will be
contributing to our order?

Yeah, in a manner of speaking.

Let's just say that
you give us a blessing,

and we'll bless you in return.

What sort of blessing
did you have in mind?

ANGEL CARDENAS: Why, the
blessings of information.

Padre Morales

My name is Brother Gutierrez.

SERGEANT DARCY: Eduardo
Morales, alias Arlen Rodriguez,

Giuseppe Mendez, Pablo Mancuso.

Born Burlev Nuevapetroleo,
31 years ago.

Arrested three times--
burglary, one conviction;

three times assault, no
convictions; twice for--

twice for attempted rape,
one conviction; twice

for grand theft vehicular.

My, my, have we got
a lot to atone for.

You got me confused
with somebody else.

SERGEANT DARCY: Heard that?

Well, the voice patterns match.

You still think we're
making a mistake, Morales?

So what?

Anybody can reform.

What are you going
to charge me with?

Soliciting donations
under a false name?

No No, actually, we
were thinking more

on the lines of extradition.

Or did my associate neglect
to tell you that you have

an outstanding murder warrant?

- That whole thing was a frame!
- Sit down!

PADRE: Besides, the
jewel was a snappler,

and he deserved to die.

Well, that may
be, but the courts

are going to decide that.

And you being a
multiple loser, they're

more inclined to overlook
mitigating circumstances.

Now, a letter from us, a
nice letter from our office,

would do you a world of good.

All you gotta do is cooperate.

You're right.

But it won't do you any good.

She's real, the Madonna.

ANGEL CARDENAS:
Oh, come on, padre.

We know better than that.

And you know we know
better than that.

No, I mean it.

I don't know that she's the
Madonna, but she's real enough.

Brother Pirote, he's the
one who propitiates her.

He knows.

Pirote's your leader, huh?

[sighs] He's the
one who decides

how the offerings should be
distributed, who gets what.

How many brothers
in the order?

I don't know for sure.

Sometimes I seen 20 at
the prayer meetings,

sometimes more.

ANGEL CARDENAS: Maybe then a
new initiate wouldn't attract

any undue attention, would he?

You're crazy.

They'll lace you right out.

Not if I'm properly coached.

OK.

But it's your funeral.

And it's not Pirote you
have to worry about.

It's the Madonna.

You'll teach me the routine.

I got faith in you.

SERGEANT DARCY: Full
name, Oeno Pirote.

He doesn't have
much of a record.

He's a fixer, a
guy who can get you

anything you need for a price.

Here's the interesting part--

a couple of years back he had
a legitimate client, man by

the name of Sylvester Chatopec.

Ring any bells?

Chatopec was a designer--
software, hardware.

He worked for the multi-nets--
a genius code warrior.

He took early retirement.

Our boy Pirote supplied him
with hard-to-find components--

chips, protein plugs.

Pricey stuff, but
Chatopec could afford it.

Can we talk to him?

SERGEANT DARCY: He can't
talk to anyone anymore.

Why not?

SERGEANT DARCY: He flamed
out on the interstate

three months ago.

Before his retirement, he was
working on holo-image software.

What are you, inspector?

Psychic?

CAPTAIN: I'm still
glad we're wiring

you with the transmitter.

Wish me luck.

Buena suerte, inspector.

And watch out for the
Madonna her penance can be

pretty harsh on nonbelievers.

Hmph.

I think I can reason with her.

What do you think?

Look good?

Like the real thing, huh?

[music playing]

Brothers.
MAN 4: Brother.

Brother Brother.

Lord smile on your
endeavors today.

I didn't think so.

[music playing]

[chatter]

ANGEL CARDENAS: Hey, brothers.

[music playing]

That him?

Yes, sir.

Wherever he goes,
we're right behind him.

If anything goes wrong, he can
reach us through a scanner.

BROTHER PIROTE: I bring
you good tidings, brothers.

Thanks to the recent
upsurge in generosity

from local believers,
there will be

a special distribution to
all the faithful tomorrow

afternoon.

[cheering]

However, brothers, we
must not rest in this,

our moment of earthly glory.

The mission we have
been charged with

can only be accomplished
through diligence,

hard work, and long hours.

By the end of this
year, I expect

every one of our brothers,
old and new alike,

will be a member of the
million dollar club.

[cheering]

But you won't get
there by sitting

in your pews, gentlemen.

I'd like to remind
you of the founding

principles of this order--

and the Lord said, be
what you want to be,

do what you want to do, and
have what you want to have.

[cheering]

Have what you wanna have.

[music playing]

[chatter]

SERGEANT DARCY: I hope
he knows what he's doing.

CAPTAIN: Relax, Sergeant.

Detective Cardenas is an intuit.

It's 10 times harder for
anybody to get the drop on him.

I know that.

I still don't like it.

[music playing]

[chatter]

[chanting music]

[hologram sound]

You should not be here.

You defile this holy place.

Oh, quite the contrary.

I have tremendous respect
for whoever set this up.

It was Sylvester
Chatopec, wasn't it?

Oh, I forgot.

He's dead.

Brother Pirote, right?

He's the one
controlling you now?

Or did I trip an
alarm or something?

I sensed your presence,
and I came to you.

You are not one of the faithful.

You come to work mischief.

ANGEL CARDENAS: No, no.

I only seek enlightenment.

You seek it indirectly.

Yeah, well, that's my nature.

Your inner self
remains closed to me.

And still you will not believe.

I had hoped after
our last encounter--

That was an induced
hallucination.

I know.

Some sort of transduction
with my brainwaves.

I mean, it was impressive,
but not inexplicable.

Your pain--

Has it returned?

No.

[grunting]

VIRGIN MARY: Be gentle with him.

He's no less than a sheep
who has lost his way.

[groaning]

[music playing]

[device beeping]
SERGEANT DARCY: He's moving.

He just left the
rear of the building.

CAPTAIN: Where the
hell is he going?

And why the hell can't he tell
us what he's got on his mind

first?
Damn intuits.

We've got visual
confirmation on that.

He is proceeding northeast.

Come on, we're sitting
right on his tail.

[music playing]

CAPTAIN: Angel, que pasa?

What's going on?

What are you doing?

[music playing]

[device beeping]

CAPTAIN: The transmitter.

We've got to get in there.
I'll call for backup.

Whoa, and blow
the whole operation?

They got Angel in
there, Captain.

We don't know that.

If they do, and we bust in,
they'll kill him for sure.

What then?

We go back up to the roof,
wait for the rest of them

to go home.

Good to see you up
and about, Inspector.

ANGEL CARDENAS: Where am I?

Not in Kansas.

How'd you find the church?

An informant.

There will be others.
- Maybe.

We can move quickly
if we have to.

Who was it?

No matter.

You'll tell us.

You'll tell us everything.

You're not going to
get anything out of me.

BROTHER PIROTE: Maybe not,
but we can [inaudible]

some real graphic juice--

fry some synapses.

Under the church there's
a satellite downlink.

It shackles you to a
base station somewhere.

Here?

You're pretty fast, all right.

Quick and dangerous-- I'll
be glad to see you dead.

Hey, nothing personal.

ANGEL CARDENAS: You
generate the program

at the base station right here.

Then you use the downlink
to relay it into Betaville.

Must take giga-bushels of
juice to maintain, right?

I'm guessing you bleed
it off of the local grid?

Hey, what's a few power
outages between friends, huh?

I've see tactile holos before,
but never with this detail.

Anyway, if you've
got a Sylvester

Chatopec doing your code, you
expect that kind of quality,

right?

Oh, you know about el viejo?

Not really.

I just heard he's good.

Not good-- the best.

Sculpting multipaths,
cranking codes-- wasn't

anybody who could touch him.

Took him nearly a dozen
years to make her.

I remember the first
time I saw her.

I was blown away.

I'd never seen anything like it.

I bet.

Was that when you
decided that you

were going to kill the old man?

You know, the funny part
is he really believed.

He was always talking how
he wanted to give something

to the [speaking spanish]He wanted

to make their
beliefs come to life,

bring the lost sheep
back to the fold.

Loading her with
a lethal charge--

that was my idea.

Put the fear of God
into those ignorantes.

And it was a bitch
redoing the code.

Right, but you
had to, didn't you,

to make sure that the
Madonna left afterward?

Because if the program
realized that it had killed

a human being it might crash.

No telling what
might've happened.

Right.

What about the hallucinations?

Huh?

Nothing, just keeping
you on your toes.

Keeping me on my toes?

Up against the wall,
and he's making jokes.

[chanting music]

You're sharp.

Too sharp to be federale.

I could use a man like you.

Hmph.

You mean you could
use me for a while

and then dump me
like a girlfriend.

Juice him up.

Make him talk.

No-- I want to hear him sing.

[chanting music]

[door opens]

[door closes]

Oh, now, easy now, fella.

Come on, now.

Watch out.

[grunting]

ANGEL CARDENAS: All right, you.

All right.

[door opens]

[music playing]

Gotta be some way outta here.

[door opens]

Chatopec?

Sylvester Chatopec?

Who are you?

I'm a friend.

SYLVESTER CHATOPEC: I
don't have any friends--

not anymore.

Leave me alone.

ANGEL CARDENAS: Listen,
I need your help.

SYLVESTER CHATOPEC:
I'm an old man.

I can't help anyone now.

Go away.

You gotta help me stop
him, Pirote, from using her,

our Lady.

What has he been
doing with her?

ANGEL CARDENAS: You don't know?

You can't guess?

SYLVESTER CHATOPEC: Yes.

He's using her to
scare the people

into doing what he wants.

Yes Yes.

Or giving him money.

And much more than
that, much worse--

like what happens to
those who don't cooperate.

What are you talking about?

What do you think?

He's using her to kill--

divine punishment.

No!

Let's get out of here.

Come on.

Quiet, they're all
over the place.

This way.
Come on.

Come on.

Oh!

I said I want
to hear you sing.

I made you up some
special brain candy,

just for your
special intuit brain.

You're going to
do more than talk.

You're going to share everything
that's in your head, Inspector.

Sweet dreams.

[grunting]

[indistinct voices]

Angel.

Mama, you're alive!

MAMA CARDENAS: No.
Thanks to you.

MAN: Shut up!

Is that what you want?

MAMA CARDENAS: You blame my
fate for failing to protect me.

MAN: Shut up or
you're both dead.

MAMA CARDENAS: But it
was you, the intuit.

[gunshot]

Where was your intuition
when it really mattered?

[screaming]

[gasping]

ANGEL CARDENAS: Our Lady, I
know you're here somewhere.

If you are, I really
need to talk to you.

Please.

Wherever you are, if you're in
the computer, I don't care--

somewhere.

If you can hear me, please
just come to me now.

[hologram sound]

I need to talk to you.

You called out to
me, and I have come.

Have you repented?

Yes.

Yes.

Yes, holy mother,
I have repented.

Then I would call the brother
to hear your confession.

Wait.

I need clarification first.

I will help if I can.

ANGEL CARDENAS: You are the
one true Madonna, aren't you?

The one, the true lady.

I am.

There is no other?

No other but I.

ANGEL CARDENAS: Then if you
have the replication code,

you couldn't duplicate
yourself, right?

Look, if you're the
one true Madonna,

you can do just about
anything, right?

Even duplicate yourself.

But if you could do
that, if you could

make another one of
yourself, then your true self

would be ambiguous.

And you would use this--

Just try thereplication code, please.

That way, maybe we'll
both have clarification.

First, tell me--

how is your pain, my child?

Gone.

Gone.

Good.

[hologram sound]

[music playing]

I am the true
Madonna, the holy one.

I am the true Madonna.

Let none doubt this.

I am the true
Madonna, the holy one.

Holy sh--

I am the true Madonna.

ANGEL CARDENAS: Hey, come here.
Cut me loose.

Come on, cut me loose.

I am the true
Madonna, the holy one

ANGEL CARDENAS: Do it.

Come on, come on, come on.

I am the true Madonna.

Let none doubt this.

ANGEL CARDENAS:
Sylvester, come on.

I want to show you
something Come with me.

VIRGIN MARY: I am the true
Madonna of the Holy Spirit.

[hologram sounds]

I am the true Madonna
of the Holy Spirit.

I am the true Madonna
of the Holy Spirit.

BROTHER PIROTE: What the hell?

What's going on?

The party's over.

Let's move.

Call for backup.

BROTHER PIROTE: You.

This is your doing!

I am the true Madonna
of the Holy Spirit.

Yeah, right.

Sure you are.

VIRGIN MARY: You must set aside
the ways of violence, my child.

[electric shock]

I am the true Madonna, the
bringer of light and healing.

[music playing]

Thank you.

Thank you for helping
the milagro to happen.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Get down.

Get down.

Get down!

Angel.

ANGEL CARDENAS: Hey, look.

Gone.

She's gone.

Everything under
control, Angel?

Yeah.

Come on.

Did I tell you that the Lady--

you know, she healed me.

I didn't tell you this.

She healed me.

I had a wound, an old
wound that used to give

me a lot of trouble, right.

Well, she just reached over,
put her hand on the spot,

and it was gone.

But you-- you told
her where the wound was?

You showed her first?

No.

If she healed you, then
she did it by herself.

[music playing]

[chatter]

MAN 6: Well, we're up in
the north quadrant, sir.

[chatter]

You didn't answer my question.

Yeah, I believe.

Belief is a real powerful thing.

What about the program?

What are you going
to do with it?

I erased it.

It's too powerful, too dangerous
to risk the possibility of it

falling into the wrong hands.

Do you believe she's real?

Hm?

Stay out of trouble, will you?

I'll see you.

In the future,
scientific advances

will make it difficult to tell
the gods from the gadgets.

But for Sergeant Angel
Cardenas, solving this case

brought him closer to the
questions with no answers.

All it took was a
fall from innocence

and one leap of faith.

"Welcome to Paradox."

[theme music]