All language subtitles for Starman-01x22-The Test

Translation and subtitles by
PEPPER & LALASPAIN
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Who are you?

I am your father.

So you come here after 14
years with a story like that?

I'll bring you the alien,

the creature, the being!

No!

You really are my father.

Yes.

Don't they cry where you come from
when somebody dies?

No, they don't.

There are so many things
we haven't done.

Children are the hope of your species,
not the danger.

Human children!
Not your alien seed!

How long do you think you'd last
without me to take care of you?

Is that what you do?

Mister Forrester, I'm sure
you know it's unusual

to enroll a student
this late in the year.

I know.
That's happened before,

but Scott is a good student.

- He'll work hard.
- Look, the few transcripts,

that we have are spotty at best.

What can we do to fix it?

Scott will have to take
an equivalency test.

What's that?

The test, assuming you pass,

will show that
you're familiar enough

with this year's work for me to move
you on with the rest of your class.

Well, suppose I don't pass.

You'll have to repeat grade 9.

When can Scott take the test?

A week from Friday.

There are few other students
in the same boat and...

Miss Michaels will administer the test.

Good luck, Scott.

I'll help you get ready for the test.

We can start studying tonight.

I don't know we're doing here.

We've got more important things to do.

What's that?

You think I can just forget my mother?

You got to be with her.

I didn't get to see her,
to touch her, to hold her.

I know.

We found her once.

We won't stop looking.
We'll find her again.

Yeah, well not if
we're here taking tests.

Anyone give me a definition of this?

How about it, Jessica?

Did you study the assignment?

Yeah!

Me and Bo studied it together.

Why don't you ask him?

All right.

How about it Bo?

Give me a definition of that?

Handle it?

Aerobic respiration...

That must be when a cell gets into some
tiny leotards and respires aerobically.

Sit down, Bo.

It appears as though,
Bo needs someone to help him again.

Any volunteers?

How about you son?

What?

What's your name again?

Scott Hayden.

This is a biology class, Scott.

"The Revenge of the Martian
Legion" doesn't make it.

Sorry.

Is that it?

I would like an explanation,
and I want it now.

Look, it's just that I know
the chapter you're going over.

I had in my last school.

Oh, you have?

Then, perhaps you can tell
Bo what the definition is.

I'd rather not.

You say you know what it is.
Let's hear it.

Okay.

Aerobic respiration is a process

which a cell completes the breakdown
of glucose in the presence of oxygen.

Hi.

Hi. Any luck?

No. I've been to every paper, magazine,
and photography shop in the area.

Nobody wants me.

Join the club.

What?

What are you gonna do?

I'll keep on looking.

Going into an employment
agency tomorrow.

I'll take whatever
kind of job I can get.

How'd everything go in school?

Scott?

What's the matter?

I just don't feel like
I belong anywhere.

Join the club.

Like you know, you don't think I'm making
too big a deal out of this, do you?

Don't most teenagers feel
like you do sometimes?

Yeah, but Dad,
I'm not like most teenagers.

I mean half of me is
from another world.

I don't fit in anywhere.

I don't have one friend.

Scott, until you find one,

I'll be your friend.

Mr. Forrester, you wrote down here
that you're a photographer.

That's right.

Here under "Unemployment sought,"
you put "Any kind."

- Yes.
- Well, you obviously don't mean that.

I don't?

No, you're interested in any
field related to photography.

- Are there any of those jobs available?
- No.

However, we will file that,

and we'll let you know
if we get anything.

I can't wait.
I've got to have a job today.

Besides, there's a
sign right out front

that says that you do
have jobs available.

Well, those are just menial labor jobs.

You - You're overqualified.

It doesn't sound like
an excuse not to work.

Well, it's just things like...

raking leaves, pearl diving,
hauling trash...

Wait a minute, pearl diving?
That sounds interesting.

Come on, give me a break, buddy!

Pearl diving sounds
interesting to you?

I'm more interested in hauling trash.

Okay. You got it.

It's "The Blue Dolphin."

It's on 23rd...

- Ask for Murphy.
- Thanks.

Next!

You what?

Well, they told me the
job was pearl diving!

I asked for dishwasher and they sent me
a Goddammed stand-up comic. I love it!

- Come on. - Hey, Murph!
- What that, Norman?

- Just got one letter for Gus.
- Who? - Gus. - Come on, then.

Dishwasher?

Didn't see that coming.
You're a dishwasher.

Come on down, here.

Hey, Gus! I brought you two things:
I brought a letter and a comedian.

Who - whoever you are,
you're a sight for these old eyes.

- Hey, you'd better take a look at it,
Gus. It looks official. - It's junk mail.

- Gus.
- Paul.

I had these hands inside so
long without taking the break,

that my fingers smell like lemons,
and look like prunes.

Pearl diver?

Oops! There goes again.
You're gonna laugh!

Paul?
Nice, good name.

Did you know that that
means a "Great King?"

- No.
- Yeah.

Here, take your coat off, you put your
jacket down here and put this right now.

So, where you from, Paul?

Oh, all over.
I travel around a lot.

Yeah, when I was your age,
I thought about doing that too.

See the world...

and I took an old soda bottle,

and put it on the ground,
and spun it around,

you know, like the kids do
when they play kissing games.

Yeah, my Dad told me goodbye,

said he'd be in my pocket.

He always said that when he knew
I was going to be very long.

And I took off,

in the direction that bottle pointed.

I walked all the way to the ocean.

- Right here.
- And you've been here ever since?

Well, let's not figured that bottle
told me where I supposed to be.

Hey, yo, "Brain!"

Hi.

You scored some points
with the teacher, "Brain."

I'm not a "Brain."
I just knew the answer, that's all.

No, that's not all.

See, the trouble is you made me
look bad in front of the class.

- It wasn't my idea.
- I don't care whose idea it was.

You put mouth on it.

So?

So, you made me look bad,
and now you're gonna make me look good.

How's that?

You're gonna do tonight's
homework for me.

I can't do that.

Sure you can. It's no problem.

Just write everything out twice.

It wouldn't be right.

Besides, I got my own
problems to deal with.

Maybe that'll make you reconsider, huh?

I mean how do you expect
to fit in around here,

if you're only thinking
about yourself?

Give him another shot, man.

All right, Bo?
Do it.

Hey, Gus.

Is Murph around?

- Yeah, he's out front. I'll get him.
- That's okay.

Just give him these.

Gus!

D'you see that kid here?

Yeah, he's just here.

Good! Get a box of bran flakes,

and bring it out here right
away I got customers waiting.

Hurry up!

Gus, everything all right?

Yeah, sure.

Paul, would you take a box
with bran flakes up to Murphy?

He'll show you where they go.

Sure.

Hey, Scott!
Good news!

I got a job today.

I'm the number two pearl diver
at the Blue Dolphin Cafe.

Scott?

What happened?

It's no big deal, just a little
run-in with some kids at school.

A run-in? Is that another
word for a fight?

You got it.

- Why?
- How should I know?

I'm the new kid,
I'm the intruder.

They don't need
a very big excuse.

They probably just wanted
to see if I'd bleed.

No, no, Dad, look,
I just I'd rather heal normally, okay?

Why?

Because maybe if they see this,
they'll be satisfied and leave me alone.

I wish there was
something I could do.

There is.

Let's just pack up our stuff,
and get out of here, okay?

Because of that?

No, Dad, because of everything.
It's just not working out here, okay?

We're always on the move.
What's the difference?

It's because of Fox.

I don't think he knows
that we're here.

Oh, it's okay to run
when Fox is here,

but if it's me having a
hard time, it's different?

- Yes, it is.
- Why?

Because Fox is more dangerous than
the guy who gave you that black eye.

So, there I was, my back to the
Russian River and nowhere to go

and there later was
this gorilla named...

"Soochuck."

And all of his pals were lined behind,
it looked like a whole damn town.

Anyway, anyway...

He had this tool before in his hand,

and he was coming at me, you know,

and don't ask me where it came from,
but somebody throw me a broomstick.

And then I looked at it,

and then, I threw it away in
disgust like, who needs that?

Well, Soochuck looked at
it like he was fooled,

and he threw it down!

It worked!
It worked, I got him!

So? What happened?

Well, he knocked me in the river,
and I drowned.

Well, that's something
we haven't thought up,

we could let them kill me.

Gus, what you put in this?

That's ground up soda crackers,

horseradish,
a little bacon drippings,

and a squirt of walnut oil.

I learned that from a man who used to
patch up boxers in the Yukons.

Yum!

Can I eat it when we're done?

Hey, Gus!

Do me a favor,
favor will you?

I cut myself on that
goddammed can-opener again.

Write up the special for them all.

Here.

What are they?

What do you mean what are they?
Just like every goddammed Wednesday.

Chicken cacciatore 5,95.

Meat, 4,95.
Come on, Gus! Get with it!

Erm...

You write it up, Paul, huh?

I wanna see if you can
spell "cacciatore."

Gus can't read.

You're kidding! How'd you know?

Just some things that I noticed.

I don't think he can write either.

And why does he learn?

I don't know.

- Well why don't we ask him?
- Oh, it's not that simple.

No, I don't want to hurt him.

He's ashamed of it.

You have any idea what
Miss Michaels wants to see you about?

I don't know. Whatever it is,
she wants to talk to me alone.

Well, I'll go over
to the gym for a little while.

Scott!

I'll be in your pocket.

Right.

Classes begin every day at 8:30,

and end at 3, except for
make-up tests and detention,

which happens every day.

There is no dress code at this
school for boys, but t-shirts

imprinted with vulgar words
or offensive pictures

are immediate cause for suspension.
Is everything clear so far?

You're not enjoying this
very much, are you?

Your being here is not
my idea Mr. Forrester.

Mr. Altman, the principal
thought it would be a good idea

because you end your
son's disorientation.

You don't seem very
interested in my son.

I'm not interested in your son?

Mr. Forrester, I'm not the
one who's dragging him

from state to state,
from school to school.

I don't think very much of the
way he's getting his education.

There are reasons why
we travel so much.

It seems a shame that you put
your freewheeling search

for adventure ahead
of Scott's welfare.

I think he's a bright boy.

Scott's welfare is the most
important thing in my life.

It is?

I know who you are, Mr. Forrester.
I've seen your book,

"The Eye of the Storm."

You're no different from
any of the other parents

who use this classroom
as a daycare center.

All I do is keep
the lid in place.

Now, if you'll excuse me...

I do have to finish
marking these papers.

Hey! Are you gonna tell us
why you bought your Daddy

here this morning, Hayden?

Miss Michaels wanted to see him.
I don't know why.

And doesn't do it a little meeting
we had yesterday, huh?

- No.
- He's lying.

Yeah, he probably went
crying to his Daddy.

I don't think so.

He's a good boy,
aren't you, Hayden?

Got my homework?

- No.
- Take it easy.

I'm not disappointed. I thought...

maybe, you and me...
we could be friends.

Guess I was wrong.

You got him.
You got him.

See you tomorrow!
All set? Ready to go?

Yeah, all set ready to go.
What's in the bag?

Dinner present from Murph.

Does Murphy always give
you food from the cafe?

Sure. That's one of the fringe
benefits of being a pearl diver.

I got two racks of ribs in here, man.
One for you and one for me.

Best you ever tasted.

What was in that letter
you got yesterday, Gus?

What letter?

The one that Murphy gave
you in the kitchen.

Oh, yeah, that was junk mail.
It wasn't important.

Murphy seemed to think it was.

No, he was just bragging.

Why?

No reason.

'Cos he knows that you can't read?

Who said that?

Can you?

About a year ago, my friend Norman,
you know, the mailman?

He told me about this notice
they put up at the post office,

they was, they were
looking for a mailman.

I got real excited.

I thought that'd be great,
being outdoors all day, and...

jesting with folks and
getting to know people,

and helping them out, too,
you know doing something important.

He said all I had to do was take a test.

That was the end of that.

Well, it's not too late is it?

Sure, are you kidding?

Well, all you need is to get
somebody to teach you.

I'll see you tomorrow.

- Hurry up.
- Over here!

Hey, friend.
What's the problem?

I can't seem to get my locker open.

That's 'cos it's our locker now.

See, we figured we
needed an extra one.

Is that okay with you?

Guys, that's not fair.
I don't have a place to put my stuff now.

Oh, why don't you ask your Daddy?

- Yeah, maybe Mrs. Michaels can
help you find another one. - Hey!

See what happens when you're not
interested in being friendly?

Why don't you just leave
me alone, all right?

Oh, leave me alone,
leave me alone,

- I can't take it.
- Now, buddy.

- Come on!
- What's wrong? Let's do it right now.

- How did you do that?
- It wasn't him.

All right,
let's go.

- That's it, man.
- Ouch.

Oh, damn!

Paul's food.

- Come on, let's go.
- Come on!

I ain't through with you, Hayden.

Gus?
Gus, wait!

- Are you okay?
- Okay? Are you kidding, Dad?

Did you see that?
Did you see those guys take off?

I'm not sure I should have done that.

What are you talking about?

What would you have
done if you were alone?

If I weren't who I am?

It wasn't for this?

Probably gotten the stuffing
kicked out of me.

- Is that what you want?
- Of course not.

Yeah, but aren't you the
one that's telling me

I have to get along
in the real world?

- Yes, but... - Yeah, but you're the
one that scared those guys off.

I guess sometimes it's easier
to give advice than to follow it.

Gus saw me.

He's probably not the only one either.

I guess we're gonna
have to leave now.

Oh, so, all of sudden
it's okay to run?

Sometimes it is,
and sometimes it isn't.

Why are you making this so hard?

Don't you understand the difference?

Well, sometimes I do,
and sometimes I don't.

Hey, Gus!

What's the matter?

Are you kidding?

What are you afraid of?

I thought we were friends.

There's something weird about you.

What about that light that
you had in your hand?

You mean this?

Is that it?

It had a blue glow around...

Sunlight, maybe.

Gus, why don't you come by
for dinner tonight?

You're not afraid of meatloaf, are you?

Mr. Gamble? Mr. Hubbard wants
to see you in his office.

Forrester, Paul Forrester.

Yes, Mr. Hubbard?

Frank, how does a man who want a Pulitzer
photographing refugees in Cambodia,

end up washing dishes
at The Blue Dolphin Cafe?

You mean Forrester?

Forrester.

Well, that's him.

Frank, I run a bonded agency here.

Let's make sure that Forrester is
not in any kind of trouble, okay?

Right, right.

Forrester.

Would you get me the state
employment office, please?

Who's that?

I don't know.

- Hi! - Mister Forrester?
- Come on in!

Maybe we should talk
some other time.

When you called, you said
the problem was urgent.

I assumed it had something
to do with Scott.

No, you're just in
time for meatloaf.

Why don't you stay for dinner and
then we can talk about it afterwards?

I don't think that's
a good idea...

This is my friend Gus. We've been
working together. Gus, come on in here.

Hello, Gus.

How you doing, Ma'am?

Well, I'd better put dinner in the oven.
I'll be right back.

- You - you want a drink?
- No, thank you.

Well, dinner will be
ready in no time.

I really have to be going.

No, Miss Michaels is one of Scott's
teachers at Westside High.

Yeah?

Mr. Forrester, why don't
you come to school, and we'll talk...

No... you see...

Gus can't read,

or write.

And that's why
you asked me here?

To teach this man how to read?

Hey, that's my business.

Hi, Gus.
Hi, Mrs. Michaels...

I thought since Gus needed...

- You got a lot to learn about minding
your own business. - I agree!

From now on, you keep
your bright ideas to yourself.

- But Gus!
- Good night, Gus.

- Good night, Scott.
- Good night, Miss Michaels.

What'd I miss?

Wait a minute,
wait a minute.

- What is it with you?
- I'm sorry.

I guess I handled that all wrong.

It all seems so simple.

Gus needed a teacher,
and you're the only one that I know.

But it's not simple.

- Besides, why should I care?
- But you're a teacher.

- You have to care.
- Do I?

A long time ago, maybe I did.

After years of bucking the system,
I just got worn out.

I think in your heart,

you know you can still teach
the way you want to.

Maybe all you need...

is a new kind of student.

"The Bug is under a Rock."

Now, which goes where?

What is this?

- That's a turtle.
- And what's that letter?

- "T".
- "Paul..."

"is a ..."

Hey, Gus!

I brought you an application
for the civil service exam.

Well, thanks, Norm... but...

I won't be needing it.

But, Gus you gotta take
a test to be a mailman,

- I thought you knew that.
- Yeah, well, you thought wrong, okay?

I've been thinking
it over, this all,

and a man my age being chased up
and down all day by dogs and...

having to be out
in any kind of weather...

Who needs that?

If you say so Gus.

Say, Stan was telling me, I missed
out on a great story the other day.

- Something about a guy with a
magic ball. - No, no, forget it.

That's okay, Gus, I'll tell him, George,
you gotta hear this, you guys too.

Seems as, well, Gus was
in a car the other day...

No, I was not,
I was walking!

Yeah, he was walking...
walking down by the beach...

No, you got it all mixed up.
I was walking,

I wasn't nowhere near the beach.

Saw this guy, and he was
an ordinary kind of guy.

Except...

Except what, Gus?

Except what?

I saw this guy

standing there chain-link
fence and he had...

what looked like a silver ball in his
hand, and it was really silver.

It was...

blue,

and it was like...

he was...

listening to it, or maybe,

he was trying
to tell it something, you know?

And then, all of a sudden,
it started to glow with this

bright blue light.

And I thought it was
going to blow up.

I heard what you said.
You said the ball glowed blue.

I said that, but it glowed red, too...
and green and yellow...

And now, you tell me you were too far
away to give me a description of the man?

You know? I think it was a woman.

- Ten minutes ago you said it was a man.
- No, I think it was a woman.

It was a short, and kind of fat,
and and blondish...

Why aren't you telling me
what you told the others?

Maybe because
you're too anxious!

You're too hot to find it.

Listen, Mister.
You don't know what hot is!

Now, the man we're talking about is the man
who's been working here with you, isn't he?

- No.
- Where is he?

I don't know.
It's Thursday, it's his day off.

It's not Thursday.
Where does he live?

- I don't know.
- Who's the owner here? Where is he?

I don't know,
maybe he went to the bank.

It's too early for the bank,
which bank?

It's time for my break.

I don't know why
you're trying to protect this man,

but I promise you one
thing. I'm gonna find out,

and when I do we'll
talk again you and I.

- Oh, yeah?
- Yes.

Well, I figure I know enough about the
law to know that ain't broken any.

So, why don't you just leave me alone?

Follow him and don't lose him.

Don't take your eyes off him.

- Hi, Gus!
- Hi!

- Hi.
- Good morning.

Did you talk to Gus?

- No.
- He walked out on his lesson.

- Ah, no.
- Her thinks he's too old.

- I thought he was over that. -The thing
is he was on the verge of a break...

Paul! Paul!

- Hey!
- Gus! What's the matter?

"What's the matter?"

Paul, somebody's looking for you.

A guy named Fox came down to the
cafe asking me a bunch of questions.

Who's Fox?
Why is he looking for you?

What's going on?

Fox is in town.
Start getting your things together.

- You haven't answered me.
- I can't.

- The man looked dangerous.
- He is.

What do you mean dangerous?

Oh, you know, kind of tough and
squinty like it was boiling inside...

- Didn't you hear me?
- Yeah, I heard you.

- Well, what's the matter?
- Dad, I can't!

- We have to-
- What about the test?

- We can't wait around for two days.
- Wait a minute.

Whatever it is you're
running from...

Do you have to leave right now?

Yes.

Well, suppose you could
take the test earlier.

- What do you mean? - Like now,
right now before school starts.

- Can you do that?
- Oh, I don't know.

Dad! Please let me do it I'm ready.

I have to take this test
for a lot of reasons.

Okay.

Stupid. Stupid.

Check this out.

I'll wait here.
I'll keep an eye out.

Now, you have one hour
to complete the exam.

You're on your own, Scott.
There'll be no monitor in the room.

I have a staff meeting,
but I'll be back.

Good luck.

Go.

Wylie, check the back.

Did they leave a
forwarding address?

Sorry. And they paid in advance. Cash.

- They're gone.
- I told you.

Westside High School.

Bingo.

Ha? There he is.

Now, what's Hayden doing in class
all by himself this morning?

Well, well, well, "Brain." Just scoring
some points with Miss Michaels, eh?

It's just a test I have
to take, all right?

I don't know, I don't
have much time,

so why don't you guys just
leave me alone, okay?

Because we like your company.
Besides, we thought maybe we could help.

Put it down, man.
Come on, this is important.

You're not being very friendly, "Brain."

Hey, maybe you can use some pointers.
That's it.

Paul? What is it? What's happening?
They can't be in there!

Wait a minute.

There's more than one test
going on in that room.

And if you guys spend
half the time,

that you use trying to terrorize me doing
your homework, you might learn something.

I think he's scared.

Don't you, Bo?

- For sure, I'd say.
- Yeah.

Yeah, I think our friend needs another
lesson how to get long around here.

- Are you gonna hit me with that, Bo?
- Yeah, why not?

I mean, there's third law of motion.

What the hell are you talking about?

For every action,
there's an equal and opposite reaction.

Sure, if you're wearing
some rollerskates,

and you - and you mean down to push a
bowling ball across the floor, huh?

What's gonna happen here?

How do I know?

You're gonna go backwards
in the skate, stupid.

See here's Bo's fist and
it's going this way

and here's my face,
and when Bo hits me, it's...

gonna cause an equal
reaction to his fist,

that may mean a cracked
knuckle or a broken finger,

but the shock is gonna travel
up his arm, into his shoulder...

Shut up, "Brain."

Lecture's over. I'll take my
chances with "Newson's Law."

Okay...

All right let's do it, huh?

Get it over with, tough guys.

Come on, tough guys.
Two of you a time?

That wouldn't be fair, would it?

I might be able to
get a few shots in.

You want to hold my hands?

Hold my hands behind my back,

so Bo and give me his best shot!

So, he won't you won't have to
worry about me fighting back, will he?

Oh, you like this, don't you?

So, do you want to hold my
hands behind my back too, huh?

You know what really
turns you on, I think?

What really turns you on is
the fact that I'm scared.

You love that, don't you?

It makes you feel pretty
big doesn't it, Bo?

Hmm?

But when do I could being the new fish?

When I say so.

Come on.

Listen, I don't have time for this, man.

I got to go see the
coach down at the gym.

Hey, Alex!

Later, man.

Yeah, man, me too, I mean...
this cat ain't fun anymore.

You may have talked you way around
them two idiots, but not me.

Three o'clock after school, man.

Just me and you.

Fine, three o'clock.

What are you laughing at?

Nothing.

Why don't you wait here?
I'll be back.

Son, can you tell me how
to get this Principal's office?

- Try breaking a window.
- Kid?

Down the hall and on the left.

I won't see you anymore, will I?

As soon as Scott finishes taking
the test, then we'll be moving on.

Murphy asked me to give you this...

it's our days pay.

Thank you.

- Well.
- Yeah.

Ever by this way again,
you know where to find me.

At the cafe or at the post office?

I don't know...

But, thanks for caring.

- Hey, Gus?
- Mhm?

When that guy was questioning you,
down at the cafe...

How'd you know his name was Fox?

Well, his jacket was laying open
on one of those cardboard boxes,

and there was a letter in the inside
pocket, and it said, right on...

I guess I read it.

- I guess you did.
- Ha!

Time's up, Scott.

You'd better hurry up.

I wish you could tell me why
you're on the run, Paul.

After all, you did help me
see things in a new light.

Maybe there's something
I can do in return.

I wish there were.

Miss Michaels' room is down at
the end of the quarter. Room 43.

- First building, straight ahead.
- Great. Thanks very much. - Yeah.

If you can send Scott's test
results to this address.

A friend will make sure
that we get them.

No problem.

Thank you.

Good-bye and good luck.

- Excuse me, are you Miss Michaels?
- Yes.

My name is George Fox,
I'm with the Federal Security Agency.

I wonder if I could
have a word with you?

How long are you going
to be in practice?

Miss Michaels?

Gus!

I went down to the
post office and...

they told me they're
gonna give the...

the civil service test
again next summer.

Yeah?

I was wondering, erm...

if you could spare the
time to give me a lesson?

How about right now?

So, how do you think you did?

On the test?

Well, I'm not sure, which stuff.

You know, I was proud of the way
you handled yourself with those boys.

While you were taking the test.

- You knew about that, huh?
- Yeah.

And you didn't - you didn't do anything.

I didn't have to.

You know, the whole time
I was taking the test,

all I could think about is how
you said you'd be in my pocket.

Yeah, the more I learn about you,

it's like for you to grow up,

the harder it is for me to
understand how to help you.

That sounds pretty normal to me.

Do you think so?

Sure!

I knew that.

I was testing you.

Translation and subtitles by
PEPPER & LALASPAIN
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