Original subtitles

(dramatic music)

- [Announcer] Previously on Wiseguy.

- I rule that the warrant was tainted.

The warrant is therefore vacated and

(gavel banging)

this case is dismissed.

I will also recommend that US Attorney Santano

be removed from the Justice Department and disbarred.

- What's wrong?

- Vinnie missed his last check in.

- [Man] You know what mano blanc is?

- [Man] The white hand, no what is it?

- [Man] It's a death squad.

- If my son is dead, Frank, I want to know.

- What have you got on the payphone?

- 30, 40 random calls,

then four calls over the last two days to Miami,

to a Michael Santano.

- I'm looking for Michael Santano,

do you know where I can find him?

- [Woman] You can find him in his bottle.

- I want a job.

- After all this time?

- I gotta eat Pop.

How's he treating you?

- Fine.

I handle the banks full portfolio

and I'm CEO here at Aerolib.

- [Man] I sent you a file on Guzman.

He came over in '61

and he took a freight elevator to the top.

Did a number of covert ops

for Langley throughout the sixties.

Today, he sits at the top of Banco De La Nueva, Habana,

40 stories of curtain wall glass.

- [Man] Somebody on the top shelf

does not want you peekin' under this rug.

- That puke here doesn't know it

but he just walked into a National Security matter.

- So that's why he took the job there at Aerolib.

To find out if Pirro and Louis were

on the plane to grab Vinnie.

- What's that?

- That is proof that there was a Salvadorean Death Squad

in New York at the time of Vince's disappearance.

(speaking in foreign language)

First Brigade Army of El Salvador.

- Frank McPike, Justice,

I understand you have two suspects for us.

- [Man] I'm afraid they were shot while resisting arrest.

- If your father had something to do with this,

I need to know and I need to know now.

- There were three men on that flight to New York.

Louis, Pirro, and a Colonel called Hector Gurriera.

- The lamp was by the hot tub, we tried to effect an arrest,

the lamp fell, and the bulb broke.

- Come on, if this guy did Finney, he's gonna burn Frank.

- I don't know where my friend is right now.

The man responsible for his abduction,

is in Federal custody.

And I can promise you, that man will be brought to justice.

(body thuds)

- [Interviewer] Miami, the summer of 1990.

A riot breaks out following a clash

between a Cuban American businessman

and a Haitian immigrant.

It was the most serious outbreak since 1980

when 10s of 1,000s of Haitians began arriving in Miami

in small boats, fleeing poverty in their ravaged country.

Many died on the beaches,

others were sent back by US Immigration officials.

Those that made it were often forced

to work for slave wages as migrant farm workers.

But still they come, at a rate of almost 500 a month.

(people chattering)

- [Carmon] So I tell 'em, six year deprec.,

spread over six years, 80% deduction,

it'll pay for itself.

Yo precious, Carmon Carpaso, CPA,

how's about you let me handle you 10-40s?

(laughing)

What the hell is that?

Hey Luke, give me the track glasses.

(dramatic music)

- [Child] Mama, mama!

Where my Mama!

(dramatic music)

- I'm payin' two bills a day for a private beach here

and they're givin' me Roots.

- [Child] Mama, Mama!

Where my Mama!

(people choking)

I'm gonna see my Mama!

Mama!

(dramatic music)

Mama! Mama!

Where my Mama!

(dramatic music)

(woman screaming)

(dramatic music)

Mama!

Mama!

(speaking if foreign language)

Mama, Mama, Mama!

(speaking in foreign language)

(child crying)

- [Man] Throw it into me mate,

Keep it high and inside, baby, right across the lefts.

- We're in two count.

The Birds in Boston.

- Bottom of the ninth, 6-6, man on second and third.

- You ready?

It's gonna hurt.

- That's why they make 'em with padding.

- Oh man!

Where'd you learn that control?

- C'mon show 'em what you can do, Pop.

Planes already loaded

- Torres and Miguel, besides,

I haven't thrown a baseball in years.

- Wait a minute, wait, I got somethin' you can throw at.

C'mon.

It's gonna take more than a little horse eye

to bring this guy down.

- I thought you'd be gone from Miami.

- No, I'm not gone.

The investigation into Agent Terranova's disappearance

turned up certain irregularities.

- What irregularities?

- Things concerning your boss.

- Senior Guzman.

- His banks been wiring money to offshore accounts

in the Caymens, Luxembourg, Montevideo.

- Is this illegal?

- No, but those banks are used by the Medellin drug cartel.

- I keep my money at Mr. Guzman's bank.

And it doesn't mean I sell drugs.

- I didn't say that.

- Mr. McPike, when it comes to Senor Guzman,

you're talking about a man who is like a saint to my people.

And if you looking to lock up a criminal,

I suggest you go after Fidel.

- [Announcer] Immigration officials are tempted

to arrest the refugees but they reportedly escaped.

Continuing now with more Miami music.

- How you doin' Mikey.

(gentle music)

- So, how was the funeral.

(Frank sighs)

- You know Vince and I had a pact.

If he died first I was supposed to take his ashes

and scatter them around first base at Yankee Stadium.

And let Mattingly rub them into the infield.

- That's quite a request, coming from a Catholic.

- Doesn't matter, there wasn't a body.

So you want to tell me why you were so quiet

around your father.

- My father is not gonna help us get Guzman.

(gentle music)

But this will.

It's four years old,

it's a file I put together as US Attorney.

There's enough in there to show a pattern.

Names and dates, bank transfers.

The full mosaic,

linking Guzman's Banco De La Nueva

to the Medellin drug cartel.

- Now if you had this when you were a Federal Prosecutor,

why didn't you use it?

- My father.

Up until yesterday I couldn't be sure if he was involved.

- Now you know he's clean, what's the hesitation?

- Amado Guzman is a patriot to his people.

He helped bankroll the fight against Castro.

If our people ever knew he did it by laundering drug money,

a lot of them would be devastated.

Including my father.

- You're a big boy Mikey.

You're gonna fry an omelet, you know you gotta crack eggs.

- So.

- It's not just your father is it?

There's something else bothering you.

Miss Stein.

(gentle music)

We bring down Guzman, you're worried about Hillary Stein.

- Amado Guzman Industries, may I help you?

- Micheal!

- [Micheal] Are you surprised to see me?

- Shouldn't I be?

- No I figured you were in on our meeting.

- What meeting?

- Mr. Guzman will see you now.

- Thank you.

(woman speaking in foreign langauage)

- Something wrong?

- No.

I'm sorry, I just thought--

- This is simply a meeting

between two old friends, getting reacquainted.

- If you don't mind, I'd prefer that you hear this alone.

- There's nothing you can tell, that I can't hear.

(speaking in foreign language)

- Please leave us.

(speaking in foreign language) trash.

These was a time when I was building my fortune,

that I needed a man like him.

But now, well, Micheal.

What do you have for me.

- It's a file I put together as US Attorney.

I believed then and I do now,

that you've been laundering,

10's of millions in cocaine profits.

- What prevented you from showing all this to a Grand Jury?

- My sudden disbarment.

- And why do you come to me now?

- Because I've realized, if I had had blue eyes,

blond hair, my name was Mike Smith,

it would have never happened.

(Guzman laughing)

So I'm through with trying to be an American.

I want to come back.

To my own.

- Do you recall the baseball game you played in,

you were perhaps 13, 14 years.

A big game.

In the middle of the game your team was behind by two.

You had runners at the corner, two outs.

- I can't believe you remember.

- You're pitcher had you behind two strikes,

but you worked him like a craftsman

to a full count before knocking it into the power alley.

And when you rounded third,

you looked into the stands for approval.

But somehow, I sensed,

it was not your father you looked on, it was me.

Remember.

For whatever reason, it was me.

Like my own son.

My pride was intoxicating.

I take it, this is mine to keep.

Where are the other copies.

- There are none.

- Bravo.

I have a difficult decision with this boy.

(speaking in foreign language)

- Shall I hire him, or shall I kill him.

(dramatic music)

- What the hell are you doin' here.

(speaking in foreign language)

- I got a contract.

With your name on it.

(dramatic music)

The Guzman wants you to sign it, okay.

(dramatic music)

- Amado you don't understand, I have looked night and day,

everywhere for the last two weeks, even up in Bal Harbor.

- What I understand is,

I should put someone else on this project.

- Look, I'm sorry it's taken some time,

but I can assure you.

- I have decided to bring Micheal Santano

up from the airline.

- Heffe, Heffe, I can find this place that you want, Heffe.

- This does not concern you Roberto.

- Amado, with all due respect,

bringing in someone new will only slow the process.

- Send him in.

Well Micheal.

I'm pleased to welcome you to our enterprise.

- Thank you sir.

- We have an assignment for you.

Miss Stein, would you let Mr. Santano know what we need.

- Among our holdings is a chain of jewelry stores.

- Rene D'Or

- Right.

We need a warehouse, for a one week period

to store a shipment of special commodities,

relating to this chain.

- Mmhmm.

- There are a number of requirements.

The warehouse must have loading access from the water,

we also want restricted land access,

preferably one road in and out, tight security is essential.

- In other words, you need a place

where no questions are asked.

- We have combed the entire city

and we still haven't found--

- Have you tried the upper Miami River?

- The Miami River?

Do you know what the crime rate is in that area?

- Yeah, that's what makes it absolutely perfect.

Everybody minds their own business.

I know a shipyard up there.

I think we should look into it.

- Why not.

- Well, took me a couple days, but I found it.

- Here?

In the armpit of the world?

- I see Guzman's love of poetry has rubbed off on you.

We can have it for a week if we act now.

The owner rents it in between shipments for his company.

- Which is?

- He wouldn't say, and does it matter?

- This place is a sewer, it's all wrong.

- Hillary it fits all of Guzman's requirements.

- What about security?

- We bring in our own,

we put up a chain link fence with a wire top,

couple guys with uzies, we got security.

(Hillary scoffs)

It's exactly what he wants believe me.

- [Hillary] How do you know what he wants!

Did he tell you what he was shipping here?

- [Man] What you talk about in my building?

What?

- [Micheal] You the manager?

- [Man] Who's you?

Who you?

What do you want?

- My name is Micheal Santano, this is Hillary Stein.

- I no talk to woman.

Only man.

- Fine.

We spoke on the phone earlier.

Mister?

- De Joie, Anton De Joie.

Ah you want building, you rent, oui?

- Correct, for one week.

- One week, when?

- Starting tomorrow.

From the 20th to the 26th.

- No, you start next day, the 21.

- That's only six days, I need it for a week.

- No, no, I tell you,

you start day after tomorrow, or no deal.

- Just a moment.

Just a moment.

This warehouse is 5,000 square feet,

your normal rate can't be more than,

10 cents a square foot, that's $500 a day.

- $750.

- The prime rate for warehouse storage

in downtown Miami is substantially less,

two or three cents a square foot, plus in this neighborhood,

I'm gonna have additional expenses

for insurance, rodent control.

- You no want?

You no take.

- We want.

And we'll take.

In fact we'll give you $1,000 a day in cash.

- What you use it for?

- That's our business.

$1,000 a day for six days, Mr. De Joie.

Starting the day after tomorrow.

- You use it for illegal.

Against the law what you do?

- No, of course not.

- $6,000 US, six days, 21 to 26.

- Deal.

- You stop, she say deal.

- We can make it work Micheal.

Pay the man.

- Oui.

Boss woman say you pay me now.

- [Frank] De Joie was Tonton Macoute,

the Bayou's secret shock police.

And the red tie signify blood.

It was a way to strike fear in the heart of any Haitian

that was stupid enough to ask for democracy.

- I wonder what he's using that warehouse for.

- Forget about him, what about Guzman?

Guzman's not gonna rent that kind of space

with that kind of security for costume jewelry.

It's gotta be narcotics, weapons.

- Frank, you're not listening to me.

I've known Haitians who were tortured by the Tonton Macoute.

They call them the Devil's Police Force.

When Duvalier left Haiti, and the people rioted,

the few Macoutes found on the street,

were torn limb from limb.

- What are you getting at?

- Crime.

For a Tonton Macoute to be operating here,

he's gotta be using that warehouse for something.

- What?

- Well I don't know, but if he wouldn't let us use it

until the day after tomorrow,

I'd say he's using it right now.

You still got your lock picks?

(dramatic music)

- You got your picks?

(dramatic music)

- [Frank] Boarded from the inside, let's try the roof.

(dramatic music)

(pick clatters) - Sh, Frank!

(dramatic music)

- That makes three with MAC-10s.

- Frank, that pact you had with Vinnie?

- [Frank] Yeah?

- What was it he was supposed to do if you died first.

- He was supposed take my boy Drake fishing,

every year on the anniversary of my death.

Sort of the Frank McPike memorial run for the bass.

- You know what they say about time a man spends fishing,

is not deducted from his life.

- Well that's a fitting note for a moment like this.

You ready?

- I don't see anything.

Wait, right there, you see something moving?

(people chattering)

(dramatic music)

- Papa.

Papa.

(gentle music)

- When I was US attorney,

the DEA captured a boat from Haiti,

everybody figured cocaine.

We went onboard, the boat looked empty.

The Captain's trying to rush us out.

Just before we got off the ship,

I heard the faint sound of someone vomiting.

We tore the boat apart, inside the walls we found,

wedged body to body, next to the gunnel,

children lying in the bilge water.

It was 110 degrees on that boat,

most of the people had suffocated.

- We turn De Joie over to the INS.

- I know, we blow the Guzman deal.

But to funnel all these people in that warehouse Frank,

it stunk of urine.

- We have agents sitting on that warehouse,

as soon as they release the Haitians,

we will stay with them.

- They sail 800 miles from the poorest country

in the hemisphere to be exploited

by some cattle prod specialist.

- Listen, I am telling you

that these people are in no danger.

- They will be when we send them back.

- So you tell me what you think is better.

That they get deported or they work on some farm

for 6 cents an hour.

Now sooner or later we're gonna get De Joy.

- De Joie.

- De Joie, whatever, right now we need him free

so we don't lose the warehouse and Guzman.

- Yeah, right.

- You're still worried about Miss Stein aren't you.

- Meaning?

- Meaning that she's running point for Guzman

on this warehouse deal

and you're thinking maybe she's dirty.

- No.

She handles his corporate stuff.

She's clean.

I know it.

Besides, if she is dirty,

it wasn't Guzman who made her that way.

It was me.

I did it to her.

- I told you I didn't want you in my club.

- I just came here to listen to the music.

- What was the last song.

- You know I was never good with titles.

You'll get this won't you Mikey, good evening.

(people chattering)

- [Man] Mr. Santano, Mr. Guzman is here.

(speaking in foreign language)

- Good location.

It has the stark simplicity of the social realist peddlers.

- I wouldn't know.

- Come, come, Micheal, you have studied hard, no.

- Only Calvin and Hobbes.

- Very well, I'm very pleased.

Hillary does not let me down very often.

I'm sure she appreciates your arrival.

- Libre.

Sabbo, I want you to find out who own that car.

- Oui Capitan.

- Look at what they do.

Why they make this fence, it must be illegal what they do.

You go now, you follow car.

- I hate that!

Guzman is pitting us against each other

as if we were his children.

- It's a motivational trick.

- Boss woman!

You stop, I talk now.

- May I help you, Mr. De Joie?

- Why fence.

Huh, it illegal what you do.

- Hey, I already told you.

- No!

You no talk, she talk.

Why fence.

- Our insurance company requires us

to take certain precautions.

Don't worry Mr. De Joie,

your building will completely restored,

if there's any damage we will --

- Why car leave, eh.

You're telling me now, who boss.

- I was inside.

I'm the boss.

- No, no, no, who you work for!

- You stop.

I talk now!

We have a signed contract that you will honor.

Nothing illegal is happening on the premises,

now no more talk.

You go!

Now!

(boat horn honking)

- Micheal.

You've never lied to me.

- No.

- Is there a new woman?

- No.

- I hope you're not being a lawyer.

- What do you mean?

- You can say no, because the woman is not a new one.

She's an old one.

- Remember that time we went out the Glades

and rented the shack.

Remember, the weather was perfect,

but we didn't go outside for three days.

- Yeah, you wouldn't let me out.

- Well that time, that was the first time,

in a long time, that I could see the future.

I don't want to lose that.

I'm not going to.

Okay?

- Okay.

(gentle music)

(phone ringing)

(gentle music)

(phone ringing)

- This is 5554468 at the beep, you know what to do.

- [Hillary] It's his machine.

Micheal, this is Hillary, look I need your help.

Do I leave a message?

- [Anton] No, no message.

- Hello, hello, I'm here.

- [Anton] Anton De Joie, I talk you listen.

You go to bridge near Rickenbacker Causeway,

30 minutes, you go there.

30 minutes, if, no.

This woman, she die.

- Stop Micheal, what's going on?

- I gotta go somewhere.

Hillary's in danger.

- You'd risk your life for her?

- I'd risk my life for you.

- Micheal.

- Look, please, call Frank McPike,

tell him what happened, okay?

- Micheal, don't.

- Please, numbers written by the phone.

- Micheal, Micheal, wait!

(dramatic music)

(upbeat music)

(screaming in foreign language)

(upbeat music)

(gentle music)

(dramatic music)

- Ha, ha, American Dream.

- Two of them are sick, looks like malaria.

- No you give medicine, they work hard, pay off.

- Look, I paid you enough,

I'm not gonna have infected people harvesting my crop.

- Did they hurt you.

(Micheal grunting)

- We check, follow limo, I know Guzman your boss.

Big Cuban fat cat, own bank.

Very rich.

Don't look at that woman.

What Guzman put in warehouse.

- I'm not talkin' til you let her go.

(Hillary gasping)

- What go in warehouse.

- I already told you, I don't know.

(bodies thudding) (Micheal grunting)

- Stop!

Only a woman picks on a woman.

- No Micheal, don't.

- I told you let her go.

- No, no!

No!

- Now, you talk.

What Guzman put in warehouse?

- You don't know who Guzman is.

Who he works with.

You have no idea what he'd do to you.

- Anton fear no one.

You talk.

Now!

(doors banging)

- Federal Agents. - Freeze!

- Everybody down - No, no, no!

- Don't move! - Get on the floor!

- Get on the floor! - Get down!

- Get down now! - Hands on your head!

- All right, don't move. - C'mon let's go.

- Immigrations and naturalization Service,

you're all under arrest for trafficking in human cargo.

(radio chattering)

- Excuse me there sport,

you have the right to remain silent,

I'm sorry we don't have this in Patwa,

if you can't afford council,

council will be provided for you.

(Micheal grunts)

(dramatic music)

How ya doin' Mikey?

Well, almost your Nintendo thumb.

- Who's fault was that?

- You might talk to your girlfriend.

She did not exactly rush to call me.

- So when am I gonna be released?

- [Frank] Right now.

- [Micheal] And Anton's making bail?

- Human cargo is not exactly contraband.

Because De Joie was present with illegal aliens,

- Yeah, no, it doesn't mean

that he necessarily smuggled them in.

I went to law school.

I just wish there was a way we could keep this guy

in jail without shuttin' down his warehouse.

We need it to store Guzman's shipment.

Guys a regular XYY.

- You're the one that went to law school, Mikey, not me.

- [Micheal] What about those people he smuggled in.

- They're in an INS detention cell.

- Yeah, so they risked their lives to come over,

only to get a ticket back to Port Au Prince.

- [Frank] I do not make the rules.

- [Micheal] Some rules are made to be broken.

- Now what does that mean.

- Nothing.

So when's Hillary get out.

- Right now.

She didn't press charges either.

I guess she figured Guzman' shipment was more important.

- No, that's just the point Frank,

she doesn't know anything.

I saw her face when they held the machete above her.

- Mikey, I think it's time you started

to reevaluate what you know about women.

- Why didn't you just tell him what was coming

into the warehouse, was it that important?

- I, what are you talking about?

Guzman wouldn't tell me, I thought you knew.

- I don't.

- Well then why did you risk it?

You almost lost your hand.

- Hillary don't ask me to apologize

for wanting to save your life.

- Micheal, Hillary, are you sure you're all right?

I worried, as if you were my own children.

You have great courage, Micheal.

And Hillary, our shipment arrives safely tonight,

thanks to your ingenuity.

I'm so grateful to you both.

- Unfortunately that psychopath is still out there.

- I do not think he will be troubling us much longer.

(door bangs) (man grunts)

(machete crashes)

- That's nice.

Lots of money you have.

- Stop!

I'll shoot your own little back man.

- You shut up.

I talk, now!

I talk, me!

You Cubans.

You get fat, you treat Haitian like pig.

We do work, you to fat to do no more.

(machete thudding)

- With all due respect, Mr. De Joie,

you are the one selling your people into a slavery.

- No, I help them get better life.

To get, big desk.

- Is that why you have destroyed mine?

- Two years I use warehouse, no trouble.

Rent to you, next day, in jail.

- If you're inferring your relationship between the--

- No, you, you witch, you listen.

I think cops want what you put inside warehouse.

And Anton De Joie want what cops want.

- Meaning?

- $50,000 US American dollars.

Or I go to cops, tell them you got big shipment plan.

Drugs maybe?

Oui.

(speaking in foreign language)

- What!

What he say.

You shut him up.

- Mr. De Joie, I don't believe in extortion.

But I would be very happy

to help the Haitian cause with a healthy donation.

- No, Heffe.

- Hillary, write the check for $50,000

to Mr. De Joie's favorite charity.

- America good place, plenty business,

plenty money, people get fat.

- Yeah, you're a regular Gore Vidal aren't ya.

- Guzman, he wants like Anton De Joie.

- How's that?

- He do anything to get what he want.

No limit.

But America make him weak, turn him into woman.

This Guzman your boss, he just a woman.

- Where's Guzman, I wouldn't think he'd want

to miss his big shipment.

- He said he'd be here.

- It's munitions, the bastards bringing in munitions.

All right you hit him.

(sirens wailing)

- [Policeman] All right, police, nobody move.

Get down.

- Hold it! - Hold it!

- Drop it! - Get down!

- Did you get the paperwork?

- No, he said he was gonna bring it.

- Maybe that's why he's not here.

- You two in the back there! - Excuse me.

- Cover the front! - Excuse me, excuse me,

- [Micheal] What the hell is this?

- Federal Agent McSully of US Customs,

what's in those crates.

- You have a warrant?

- Do you have a manifest?

- The documentation will be here any minute.

- So you're saying it's not here now.

(radio chatter)

- [McSully] South African gold.

Five kilo ingots.

Mr. Guzman you're under arrest

for illegally smuggling gold bouillon

into the United States.

Where's your manifest.

- It is all right here Officer, manifest,

customs monetary instrument reports, tax receipts,

it is gold for my jewelry company.

We have a chain of these stores.

It has all been declared.

(dramatic music)

What would make anyone doubt me.

(gentle music)

- Hi.

- Nice place.

Uh, Guzman was very pleased with us.

- Good, that's good.

- We work well together.

- Professionally.

- I didn't get a chance to thank you last night.

- That's okay, hopefully it'll never happen again.

- Yeah.

- [Micheal] Ever.

- Well I, uh,

- [Woman] Micheal, are you gonna be out there much longer?

- I'm sorry, Hillary.

- No, no, no, no, I just wanted to thank you.

- All right.

- Well, goodnight.

- Yeah.

- [Frank] It wasn't necessary Mikey,

more than that it was dangerous.

- Hey you made the argument, I just cited the case.

US versus Saldivar, US Attorney's been after

that farmer for migrant slavery since I was in office.

- Now he's got 18 witnesses, work permits,

resident alien status.

- The practice of law is the art of the deal.

Excuse me young lady,

I think this cross belongs to you.

(beeper beeping)

That's Guzman, says he's got something to show me.

Some sort of lesson.

- You watch that guy Mikey,

you understand, the guy is a viper!

You understand?

- Micheal.

I can not express to my own satisfaction how happy I am,

that you came to me.

- You don't have to--

- Please, your effort this past week,

remind me of myself when I was younger.

Hungrier.

But still you seem somewhat insecure

in the exercise of power.

- Well, I'm sorry if --

- No, no, let me tell you a story.

I think it is one that will surprise you.

Years ago, in Cuba, I had a friend.

My friend promised democracy

but instead he brought Cubanism and terror.

He betrayed me, he betrayed our cause,

he betrayed our people.

My friends name was Fidel Alexander Castro.

- Amado, I had no idea.

- When I was building my fortune,

this man became the single object of my hate,

with every dollar I made I lived for the day

when I could bring my people back

to Havana and take his head.

But, the more I fixed on him, the more I realized,

that Fidel Castro was a master of power.

He was ruthless.

As soon as another rival in the party turned against him,

he cut him away.

And this is what I realized I had to do.

I have survived 30 years now and so has Fidel.

Because we both understand,

when a man comes to threaten you,

there can only be one response.

Brutality.

Swift, clean and without remorse.

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He called be a woman, Micheal.

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