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[announcer 1] Hello again, everyone,

and welcome to Miami

and the BCS National Championship Game.

Number one Oklahoma, number two Florida.

The winner to be the champions of college football.

[Tim] Blue, 80, hut!

[announcer 1] Tebow steps up,

delivers a strike to the tight end Hernandez.

[announcer 2] That's Hernandez, the third guy in.

Always a good target.

[announcer 1] Hernandez...

down to the six.

First and goal, Gators.

Tebow looking around, throws,

caught, and is it a touchdown?

- Yes, it's a touchdown! - [crowd cheering]

Lofted to the end zone, touchdown Gators!

Urban Meyer will celebrate

a third national championship

for the University of Florida.

♪♪ Put your hands in the air ♪

♪♪ Will.i.am drop the beat now... ♪

Oh!

[cheering, clamoring]

- [whooping] - Gators!

Yeah! Let's go!

- Gators! - Yeah!

Hey, man.

You believe that?

Ha-ha!

[reporter] Hey, Aaron, over here!

[overlapping shouting]

Smile, Aaron.

♪ ♪

[indistinct chatter]

[camera clicks]

[woman] Fucking gorgeous, my God.

And what would you say if dudes were hitting me up

walking to class, like, "Ooh, look at her ass"?

People are saying they like my ass?

- [man] Oh, what's up? - [scoffs] Babe.

[laughs]

[Aaron] All right, whose piss?

Some dude from my economics class.

- Straight-laced motherfucker. - Perfect.

That is awesome. All right, so, you're gonna want

to strap this on before you go in, right?

They need to see the piss come outta your dick hole.

So, in order to pee,

you gonna wanna press this button right here.

Check it out. Cutting-edge technology.

Bada-bing, bada-boom. Let that drip out.

And yeah, then go home and light the fuck up, right?

All right, here you go.

Thanks, man.

Yeah. Knock yourself out.

[sniffles, exhales]

[Tim] Hey, huddle up.

[muffled] Blue tight yeah 65--

Aaron?

- Hey? You listening? - Huh?

- Yeah. All good. [laughs] - Come on.

Blue tight yeah 65 X Gotti Z Oakland

- on one. Ready? - [all] Break!

[overlapping chatter]

[player 1] Come on, come on, come on, come on.

[player 2] Go left, go left.

[overlapping chatter]

Aaron? Aaron? On the line.

- Yeah, I know. - [player] Watch 'em, watch 'em, watch 'em.

[overlapping shouting]

[player 2] I got him, I got him, I got him.

[Tim] Blue 80. Blue 80, hut.

[grunting]

What the fuck?

[whistle blows]

[Aaron] Right here. Right here.

- Goddamn it. - [Aaron] It's all good.

Maybe next time. Maybe next time.

What the hell was that?

Hey, that's not the play I called.

Yeah, but that's seven, baby. [laughs, whoops]

Is he high right now?

[Tim] I'm not sure, but it looks like it.

I thought we doubled down on testing.

We did... and he's passing.

[Meyer] He's finding a way around it.

All right, let's run it again.

- Huddle up. - Huddle up.

Thinks he's above it all.

I'll show him.

[all] Break!

[quiet chatter]

[inhales sharply]

["Intro" by The xx playing]

♪ ♪

[zipper opens]

♪ ♪

[doctor] Breathe. In and out.

[inhales, exhales]

What have you been taking?

Prilosec, like it's candy.

But I still get this burning in my chest,

like I... I can't breathe.

I don't think it's acid reflux.

It's anxiety.

Your stress levels, the hours you put in,

the constant demands.

That's the job description.

Of course, but you just won a championship.

When do you get to stop and smell the roses--?

I'm fine. This happened because I got players acting up.

We only caught 'em because this freshman

that's trying to get out of the building covered in piss.

[scoffs] They call this device the "Whizzinator."

Would you believe that? [laughs]

Pretty ingenious. Whoever came up with that.

Oh, I have an idea.

[inhaling]

[coughs] Fuck you, aliens. You're not gonna get me.

They're not gonna get us. I'll protect us, baby.

- I'll protect you. - Oh.

Don't you worry about it.

- You're so high. - [laughing]

- Why do you get so high all the time? - What's this?

Hey.

Is the news more interesting than me?

- Kind of. - [chuckles]

People are having sex in the library.

- What do you mean? - [scoffs]

Some journalism student wrote an article

about these guys cruising the library for gay sex.

Oh. That's fucking gross.

[hums] I don't know.

Well, apparently some fine citizens

of Gainesville disagree with you.

'Cause he interviewed all these gay students

off the record about their hookups.

- Hmm. - A married professor,

a member of the swim team.

And one of them says they saw a football player down there.

Get the fuck out of here. Who?

It's anonymous. It doesn't say.

Hey, hit it. Hey.

[overlapping shouting]

It's the kicker. Kickers are gay.

[Mike] Nah, bro. It's Gibson.

I think I saw that motherfucker checking me out in the shower.

Nobody looking at your tiny-ass dick in the shower.

[laughter]

I think it's Chico.

- The fuck you say? - [Spikes] Look at his face.

I'll settle this right now. Uh, listen up!

- Yo. - [player] Hey.

Anybody like to fuck dudes,

take your faggot-ass and get out of here. Right now!

- Exit's that way! - [player] Crazy, man.

- [whistle blows] - [Steve] Let's go!

Practice is starting. Reed.

In with the first team.

[indistinct chatter]

Reed? What?

Trips check. 238. Y over husky.

Husky? That's my play.

That's my fucking play.

[indistinct shouting]

- [grunting] - [players gasping, groaning]

Hey, what the fuck?

- The fuck you want, huh? - Hey.

- [clamoring] - [whistle blowing]

- Break it up. Break it up. - Hey, hey, hey.

Hey, bring it the fuck down, huh?

[player] Oh!

Hernandez.

Go take a shower.

[Aaron panting]

All right, everybody back on the ball.

- [player] Damn. - [player 2] Oh, yeah, let's go.

- [Meyer] Let's go! - [clapping]

[footsteps approaching]

[Tim] He's testing you.

Fuck him. I don't need it.

You do if you want draft scouts to watch you play this year.

You were out of control today, even for you.

You wanna talk about it?

[clears throat] Hey, what are you doing tonight?

What do you mean?

I mean, what are you doing tonight?

Like, the thing that comes after today. [laughs]

[pen scribbling]

[clears throat]

Come by here,

around 8:00.

All right?

Trust me,

it's gonna be good for you.

[rhythmic clapping]

♪♪ God of wonders, beyond our galaxy ♪

♪♪ You are holy ♪

♪♪ Holy ♪

♪♪ The universe declares Your Majesty ♪

♪♪ You are holy ♪

♪♪ Holy, yeah ♪

♪♪ Lord of heaven and earth ♪

♪♪ Hallelujah ♪

♪♪ To the Lord of heaven and earth ♪

♪♪ Hallelujah ♪

♪♪ To the Lord of heaven and earth. ♪

[cheering, applause]

- All right. - [man] All right.

All right, y'all feel that?

[cheering]

That's the Spirit moving you right now.

Remember, Jesus said, "Unless you are born again,

you cannot see the Kingdom of God."

- [cheering] - So who here's feeling the Spirit?

- Come on down here. - [cheering]

Yeah, come on. Come on.

I said, who here's feeling the Spirit?

Come on down.

I'm talking to the ones that...

...that feel doubt.

Who feel the call of temptation, of sin.

Now, look, we all have demons.

Even me.

But we also have a secret weapon!

- [cheering, applause] - We have a golden ticket.

Accept Jesus Christ as your Lord and Savior and, I promise you,

you can change.

But you got to take that first step.

[scattered assents]

Pray with me.

♪ ♪

[quiet chatter]

- Thanks. Good to see you. - Thank you so much.

Kind of feels like the Swamp on a Saturday, huh?

[chuckling]

Yeah.

Hey, I'm glad you came.

I'm glad you stayed.

Yeah.

Yeah. Um...

Do you, do you really believe anyone can change?

If he wants to.

I need to.

Or I'm gonna, I'm gonna ruin everything.

What are you gonna ruin?

My future.

Football is all I got.

And it's all I know.

And if-if I'm gonna go pro, I-I got to...

fix some stuff.

You mean the drugs,

the sex, the...

the anger?

Doesn't feel good to have no power over yourself, does it?

You don't know the kind of thoughts I have.

Oh, sure, I do. [chuckles]

I mean, every time a pretty woman throws herself at me,

I have one thought.

What, you don't do nothing about it?

Well, I've got a left hand.

[laughs] Man.

- [laughs] - Even I know that's a sin.

Yeah, but that's the thing,

God doesn't need you to be perfect.

God needs you to try.

I do try.

But it's... [stammers]

I don't know.

It's like you said. Like...

It's like a demon.

I just got to stop. I got to stop.

You can. Aaron, look at me.

You can change.

You simply have to accept Jesus.

Jesus is the only thing that can help you fight temptations,

fight these demons.

You can't do this by yourself.

Tell me what to do and I'll do it.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

[whispering] I can handle this.

I can do this.

♪ ♪

[exhales]

["Million Bucks" by Maino playing]

♪♪ Hey, 'ey ♪

- ♪♪ Hey, Swizz ♪ - ♪♪ Oh, hey ♪

♪♪ I guess I just woke up on the right side of the bed ♪

- ♪♪ And that's how I feel ♪ - ♪♪ You know what? You know what? You know what? ♪

♪♪ I think I might give away a million bucks ♪

♪♪ I think I might give away a brand-new truck ♪

♪♪ 'Cause I feel good ♪

♪♪ Yeah, I feel good, 'cause I feel good ♪

♪♪ Hey, I think I might take you on a shopping spree ♪

♪♪ You in the club, goddamn, all drinks on me ♪

♪♪ 'Cause I feel good ♪

♪♪ Yeah, I feel good, 'cause I feel good ♪

♪♪ Hey, good Lord, look, what a beautiful day ♪

♪♪ My enemies ain't here, they gone away ♪

♪♪ I feel good... ♪

[Vanessa] "In God's hands." [chuckles]

That's cool, but...

you're not smoking weed no more and you're a Jesus freak?

[chuckles]

Nah, just, uh...

Tebow's helping me out.

I don't know.

That guy has some medieval views on women.

Well...

I...

- am super pro-woman. - Mm.

- I love women. - [chuckling]

Mmm.

[Aaron] Mm-hmm.

Wait, hold up, hold up.

You trying to have premarital sex right now?

- [chuckles] - I'm pretty sure that's a sin.

But we can do...

other stuff.

♪♪ Hey ♪

♪ ♪

[announcer] Welcome back to the Swamp,

as the Florida Gators open the 2009 season

and defend their national championship.

Here they come.

And there they go.

- [grunting] - Hernandez with a gain of 21.

Over the middle.

Hernandez.

Wow.

You can't stop the Gator reign. Touchdown, Florida.

Florida Gators with the longest winning streak in the country,

led by their star tight end,

junior Aaron Hernandez.

- [cheering] - [grunting]

[cheering]

Here's Tebow.

He's got a man open.

It's Hernandez again to the 30-yard line.

[cheering]

Hernandez in space.

Still on his feet.

- [grunting] - Finally corralled at the 17.

Unbelievable.

[cheering]

[distorted thumping]

- [Tim] Thank you for such a beautiful day. - Yo, check it out.

- Thank you for blessing us... - [laughing] - What the f...?

[Tim] ...across the field, and thank you

for allowing us to glorify you through this beautiful game.

And everyone said...

[players] Amen.

[cheering]

[distorted] Let's go. Let's go.

Good job. Good job, baby. Come on.

[muffled] Bro,

you need to stop with that shit.

[indistinct chatter]

Bro, what do you, what do you mean?

- You ain't Tebow. - Yeah.

And you ain't going home to put on Pilgrim hats

and thank the Almighty for giving you a sweet mama

and daddy and all that church money

and 40 acres you actually get to keep.

Word.

- That was beautiful, bro. - [Aaron] Hey, hey.

Y'all don't get it, all right?

I feel good.

Better than I've ever felt.

What was wrong with the old you?

Nothing. I just...

Man, would y'all get off my back?

I don't tell y'all how to act. Come on.

[Meyer] Gentlemen. Gather round, please.

[cheering]

[hooting]

[shouting]

Yeah!

- [clapping] - Let's get it.

All right, listen up.

This team is undefeated.

This team is going to play Alabama in two weeks

for the right to defend our national championship.

This team also has a few days off for Thanksgiving.

Now, for you young men

leaving for whatever place you called home

before Gainesville...

...be vigilant.

Stay in shape.

No letdowns.

All right, bring it in.

[quiet chatter]

One, two, three.

[all] Gators!

[cheering]

Hey, Aaron. Aaron.

I just wanted to say, I'm impressed with you.

Thanks, Coach.

I lit a fire under your ass

and you cleaned up your act.

You're gonna be a first-team All-American,

in the running for the Mackey.

Yes, sir.

You should be proud of yourself.

'Cause I sure as hell am.

Thank you.

[plane passing overhead]

[honks horn]

[laughs]

Hey.

There he is.

- You bring me a jacket or some shit? - Yeah.

Goddamn.

I forgot how cold it was.

Hey. Good to see you, man.

Welcome home.

- [engine starts] - [seat belt clicks]

Hey, um...

mind if we make a stop on the way home?

Yeah.

[indistinct P.A. announcement]

[footsteps approaching]

We should have brought something or something.

I haven't been here since the funeral.

Yeah, me neither.

What do we do?

Hey, Dad, I, um...

We miss you... a lot.

And I'm trying real hard to be...

the man you'd want me to be.

We both are.

Love you. Amen.

Hey, when we get home, I just want you to know,

Jeff's there.

Yeah, I figured. It's a holiday.

No, he's there, like...

for good, like, living there.

What? Like, he moved in?

Yeah.

When the hell did that happen?

Like, last month or something.

Well, why didn't you tell me?

Because I thought you wouldn't come.

It's Dad's house.

- [vehicle approaching] - [dogs barking]

- [vehicle doors closing] - There he is.

My boy. [laughs]

Hey. How you doing, Ma?

I've been cooking all day. That's how I've been doing.

Look at you.

You're so dark.

Must be all that sun out there, huh?

And those Puerto Rican genes.

- I guess. - You know we went

to go watch the game at Mulligan's last Saturday.

You know who they didn't put on the TV? You.

They show Tebow all the time,

but they never show the brown boys.

You really should stay out of the sun.

Welcome home, Aaron.

- Been a while. - [train whistle blowing]

Yeah. Thanks.

[Terri] Come in.

You're not too much of a big deal to set the table, are you?

Nope.

[crowd cheering on TV]

Hey, uh, what's the deal with the new truck in the drive?

Oh, you'll never guess.

Robbie Sabbagh at the Dodge dealership

gave it to me brand-new.

Gave it?

Well, on loan, you know.

He's a big fan of yours, watches every game.

Raves about how you're gonna be a first-round draft pick,

so he gave me a good deal on it.

Ma, you... you can't be spending money

- that I don't have yet. - Don't be such a downer, Aaron.

Don't you want your mother driving around town

in a half-decent car?

Oh, my God, catch the ball, man. Shit.

[whistle blowing on TV]

Yo, hey, kid, come watch.

I got money on the fucking Lions, you believe?

I ain't no kid.

And maybe you should get up and help out.

Everybody's doing something.

[Jeff] Maybe I'll wait for your mama to tell me when dinner ready.

- How about that? - [Terri] Okay, come on.

Get it while it's hot.

[TV clicks off]

Mmm. [laughs]

Hey, whoa, whoa, that's Dad's spot.

[scoffs softly]

What? He's sitting in the recliner, he's sitting

- at the head of the table? - Aaron.

- I'm just saying, it ain't his house! - It ain't

- your fucking house, either! - It's my goddamn house.

I'll sit at the head of the table. Jeff, move, please.

Jeff, move. Move.

Don't ruin this fucking day for me, please.

I worked really hard for this.

Please sit down.

Let's eat.

[gunshot]

[dogs barking]

- Fucking Jeff. - Man, fuck that bitch.

- [laughing] - Fucking face all crooked and shit.

Probably because Tanya beat his ass.

- Mm-hmm. - Damn right.

Hey, look, I'm sorry you had a shit day,

but, you know, those two deserve each other.

[bottle opens]

Yeah, that's why I never go home anymore.

Like, nothing changes.

That's not your home. This is.

- I don't know why you even try. - No, I'm not smoking.

Nigga, what the fuck does that even mean?

All right.

God'll forgive me for one night.

[Bo] Mm-hmm, yes, he will.

Amen to that. I'm gonna get up in this right here.

[exhales]

- [gunshot] - Aw! Okay.

- Nice shooting. - Nice. Oh.

- [grunts] - All right.

That's it. That's all.

You sure?

- Mm-hmm. - Mm-hmm.

Sup, girl? You want some?

You know I don't want to smoke your shit.

- [Bo laughs] - [Ortiz] We could do the shotgun.

- I'll blow it in your mouth. - [Tanya] Get out of here.

No way.

- Set, go. - Go.

[indistinct chatter]

- Oh. - Oh!

- Hernandez. - How you like that? How you like that?

Hey, boy, you still got it, baby.

- [laughs] - That's the pride of Bristol right there.

- Hey. - [all] Aaron Hernandez!

Aaron Hernandez!

Oh, shit. Look what Uncle Sam's cat dragged in.

- Oh. - Oh.

No way.

Yo! Ah!

[laughs]

- This motherfucker right here. - Oh, my God.

- I can't believe you're in town. - Yo, me, neither.

They let us go just in time for turkey day.

- It's been too long. - Fuck, it has, man.

[laughing]

- Aaron. - Yeah, give me that. Whew.

All right. Ball. Let's get this going.

- Hernandez, you're playing. - Yo, he's got the SEC

Championship next weekend. He's not getting injured

fucking around with you idiots.

You've been watching my games?

[laughing] You've been watching my games.

Um, how about this?

I'll ref, all right? Just give me a sec.

- You sure, bro? - Yeah.

[indistinct chatter]

[man] Get back on it, then.

[Aaron sighs]

[Sansoucie] Looks like you've been putting in some work.

Yeah, you know, just trying to...

...focus on my game, keep my body right.

[Sansoucie] Yeah, well,

you're looking good, bro.

[laughs softly]

- [Sansoucie laughs] - [Aaron] No. No, no, no, no, no. So, my pops told me

that "M.A.R.I.N.E." is an acronym, and it stands for

"Muscles Are Required, Intelligence Not Essential."

- [laughs] - That's you. [laughing]

Oh. Oh!

- That's cold-blooded. - [laughing]

[train whistle blowing]

- Oh. - [laughs]

Man.

I haven't laughed that hard in a minute.

I was sure you would've been having

the time of your life at UF.

[Aaron smacks lips]

I am. It's cool.

But... [sighs]

I mean, but we had fun, didn't we?

Yeah, we did.

[Sansoucie] I'm getting married.

We, uh...

...we met in basic.

She's in the reserves, trying to pay for college, you know?

She, uh...

She's nice.

Wow.

Yeah. I'm sorry.

No, no, no.

Yeah, if you're gonna be in the Army,

you might as well look the part, right?

I'm not "looking" anything.

I'm playing it, bro, just like you.

What playing? No, I got my shit under control.

Yeah, I can tell.

I mean, look at all these tats.

How many you got now?

[scoffs]

Look, man...

I'm happy for you. Congratulations.

I'm glad I got to see you, Aaron.

[bell tolling]

[exhales]

Came as soon as I got your message.

Thinking about the game this weekend?

It's a big one.

[sighs]

I do love the quiet of the chapel

before I go out there and bang heads.

I don't see your head getting banged up.

I messed up at home.

- That's okay. - It's not.

What if...

God made me this way?

What way?

A sinner.

And now He's punishing me, and that's why He took my dad.

No, God does not want to see you hurt, Aaron.

So you messed up.

But I mean, God knows that we're all gonna mess up at some point.

If you don't, then you can't see the grace of God.

You can't get the joy.

This has got to work.

Otherwise, it'll mess everything up.

- It will. - What if it doesn't?

People are talking about me going pro,

- my mom's already buying fucking cars-- - Then don't listen.

Don't listen. You need to block all of that noise out.

What, you think that the spotlight

is bright here in Florida?

It's ten times worse in the NFL.

You need to do what's right for you.

If you're not ready to go pro, then wait.

Come back here for another year,

because what we're talking about is not unlike football.

You got to practice to get good.

That's why we call it "practicing" faith.

Hey.

Now I need you to pull it together for Alabama.

It's win or go home, and I am not ready

to play my last game.

Can you do that?

- What's wrong? - More trouble.

Goddamn it.

I knew I should've kept them all here for Thanksgiving.

Anyone else seen this?

[crowd cheering]

[announcer] I don't know

what we expected, but not this.

Florida is down 26 to 13,

biggest deficit of the season.

- First and goal. - [Tim] Huddle up.

- [announcer] 12 minutes remaining. - Look at me.

We got this, okay?

It's not over yet.

Trio, right, up 50. Hoss, Y-boy, on one.

- Ready? - [all] Break.

[announcer] Tebow should be looking for Hernandez here,

but these Alabama linebackers

and safeties are the best they've faced all year.

Blue 80.

Blue 80, hut.

[announcer] Tebow, back to throw.

Looking for Hernandez.

And it's underthrown and intercepted.

- [cheering, applause] - [whistle blows]

Goddamn it. Fuck!

[grunts]

[announcer] And the season will come to an end

for Urban Meyer and Tim Tebow.

♪ ♪

[panting]

[hyperventilating] Fuck.

Fuck.

[man] Coach. Coach!

- Hey. - Come on.

Hey. Need help!

Press is gonna get wind of this.

Our official word is "dehydration," but...

we'll figure out the rest as we go.

- Come here. - Okay.

- I thought that was it. - Hmm.

Thought the old ticker had given out.

Hmm, heart's healthy, my love. It's all up here.

- [laughs softly] - Went into the season

with the biggest number one ranking margin in history,

and I came out of it with nothing.

No championship.

Sure as hell won't be one next year with Tebow gone.

Maybe it's time to...

...I don't know, reevaluate.

You mean leave? Oh, I would love to see you take a real--

No, Shell, Shell. I-I'm not quitting.

I'm not walking away from the best job in the country.

- Oh. - I just need to do this a different way.

Got to stop putting my neck out for these kinds of kids.

I-I tried. I did.

[laughs softly] I can't help the way they were raised.

Y-You warned me, Shell.

- You did. - Urban, breathe.

Think of all I've done for them. They don't even try.

They break my rules every chance they get,

and you know where they end up?

The NFL. Because of me.

Because of what I've done for them.

Except they're off making millions

and I'm here, left holding my dick,

taking the blame for their bad behavior.

Well, I just...

I need to clean house.

Start over with new kids.

[bell ringing]

There he is.

Hey. You look good, Coach.

- Thanks for meeting me. - Of course, kid.

Should we walk?

- Yeah. Yeah. - Yeah.

So, I've been, uh, I've been doing a lot of thinking

about what comes next for me.

You should be.

It's a big step, but an obvious one.

You mean the league?

I hear there's a bunch of NFL teams

looking for a stud tight end.

Right, yeah, I just, uh...

I was thinking maybe I might need a little bit more time.

Time?

Yeah, you know, I...

there's a lot of stuff that I want to work on.

And I left high school early,

so I figured, hey, it might be cool to actually graduate.

Hold on, hold on.

What are we talking about here?

Well, I decided to stick around for my senior year.

Aaron, you're gonna win the Mackey.

You're a two-time All-American. Your stock will never be higher.

Right.

But, you know, the off-the-field stuff.

- I hear they look into that-- - No, no. I'll talk to them.

I'll tell them what a great kid you are.

But you were, you were so disappointed when we...

didn't win the championship, you know?

If I stick around, that gives us a much better shot.

Next season, I'm gonna be breaking in a new quarterback.

And I like this tight end a hell of a lot.

Reed? I could, I could run circles around Reed.

- What are you talking about-- - Damn, Aaron!

I don't have a place for you next year.

You had a great run...

...but there's nothing left for you to prove here.

♪ ♪

[emcee] And the Winner of the 2009 Mackey Award...

...is Aaron Hernandez, from the University of Florida.

[cheering, applause]

[cheering, applause]

Thank you.

This is, um...

this is so cool.

- [laughter] - Um...

I know my dad's looking down on me right now.

Today is actually the fourth anniversary of his passing.

And it was always his dream

for me to play in the NFL,

so...

...in honor of that, I wanna announce

that this April,

I'll be declaring for the NFL draft.

[cheering, applause]

I'm going pro.

Kid's gonna end up in the Hall of Fame.

Or prison.

[cheering, applause]

[event organizer] Through here, Mr. Hernandez.

Oh...

- Who's this? - This is Aaron.

Winner of the award that was named after you.

Hey, it's, uh, it's an honor to meet you, Mr. Mackey.

God bless you.

[event organizer] Let's all pose for a picture together, okay?

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