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Goodfellas is a 1990 film nearly the ascent and fall of three gangsters, spanning three decades.

Directed by Martin Scorsese. Written past Nicholas Pileggi and Martin Scorsese, based on Pileggi'due south volume, Wiseguy: Life in a Mafia Family.

3 Decades of Life in the Mafia.taglines

Henry Hill [edit]

Every bit far back every bit I can remember, I e'er wanted to be a gangster. To me, beingness a gangster was better than existence President of the United States. Even before I first wandered into the cabstand for an subsequently-school job, I knew I wanted to be a function of them. It was in that location that I knew that I belonged. To me, it meant being somebody in a neighborhood that was full of nobodies. They weren't similar anybody else. I mean, they did whatsoever they wanted. They double-parked in front of a hydrant and nobody ever gave them a ticket. In the summer when they played cards all dark, nobody ever called the cops.
Paulie might've moved slow, but information technology was just because Paulie didn't have to motility for anybody.
He knew what went on at that cab stand, and every once in a while I'd take to take a beating. Just by then I didn't care. The way I saw information technology everybody takes a beating sometime.
Hundreds of guys depended on Paulie and he got a slice of everything they made. And it was tribute, merely similar in the one-time country, except they were doing it here in America. And all they got from Paulie was protection from other guys looking to rip them off. And that's what it's all virtually. That'due south what the FBI could never empathize. That what Paulie and the organization does is offer protection for people who tin can't get to the cops. That's it. That's all. They're similar the police section for wiseguys.
One day some of the kids from the neighborhood carried my female parent's groceries all the manner habitation. Y'all know why? It was outta respect.
For u.s.a. to alive whatever other way was basics. Uh, to us, those goody-expert people who worked shitty jobs for bum paychecks and took the subway to piece of work every day and worried virtually their bills were dead. I mean they were suckers. They had no balls. If nosotros wanted something, we just took it. If anyone complained twice they got striking so bad, believe me, they never complained once again.
Now the guy'southward got Paulie as a partner. Whatsoever issues, he goes to Paulie. Trouble with the nib? He tin can go to Paulie. Trouble with the cops, deliveries, Tommy, he tin can call Paulie. Simply now the guy'southward gotta come with Paulie's money every calendar week, no affair what. Business bad? "Fuck you, pay me." Oh, you had a fire? "Fuck you, pay me." Place got hit by lightning, huh? "Fuck you, pay me." As well, Paulie could do anything. Especially stitch bills on the joint'due south credit. And why not? Nobody'south gonna pay for information technology anyway. And every bit before long as the deliveries are made in the front door, you movement the stuff out the back and sell it at a discount. You lot take a 2 hundred dollar case of booze and yous sell it for a hundred. It doesn't matter. Information technology'southward all profit. And then finally, when there's zero left, when you tin't borrow another buck from the banking company or buy another case of booze, you bosom the articulation out. You light a match.
For most of the guys, killings got to be accepted. Murder was the only way that everybody stayed in line. You got out of line, you got whacked. Everybody knew the rules. Simply sometimes, fifty-fifty if people didn't get out of line, they got whacked. I mean, hits just became a habit for some of the guys. Guys would get into arguments over nothing and earlier you knew information technology, one of them was dead. And they were shooting each other all the time. Shooting people was a normal thing. It was no large bargain. We had a serious trouble with Baton Batts. This was really a touchy thing. Tommy'd killed a fabricated guy. Batts was role of the Gambino crew and was considered untouchable. Before you could touch a made guy, you had to have a good reason. You had to have a sitdown, and you lot meliorate become an okay, or you'd be the one who got whacked.
Sat night was for wives, but Friday night at the Copa was always for the girlfriends.
See, yous know when you think of prison, y'all get pictures in your mind of all those old movies with rows and rows of guys behind confined...But it wasn't similar that for wiseguys. Information technology really wasn't that bad. Excepting that I missed Jimmy. He was doing his time in Atlanta...I hateful, everybody else in the joint was doing existent time, all mixed together, living like pigs. But we lived lone. And we owned the joint.
[later on the Lufthansa heist] Information technology made him sick to accept to turn money over to the guys who stole information technology. He'd rather whack 'em. Anyway, what did I care? I wasn't asking for anything and too, Jimmy was making nice money with me through my Pittsburgh connections. [showing a montage of dead gangsters] Simply however, months after the robbery they were finding bodies all over. [police force environs a truck, open it to see a dead man hanging on a hook like a meat husk] When they found Carbone in the meat truck, he was frozen and so stiff it took them two days to thaw him out for the autopsy.
You know, nosotros always chosen each other goodfellas. Like you said to, uh, somebody, "You're gonna like this guy. He'south all right. He's a good fella. He's ane of us." You understand? Nosotros were goodfellas. Wiseguys. Simply Jimmy and I could never be made because we had Irish blood. It didn't fifty-fifty matter that my mother was Sicilian. To become a member of a crew you've got to be one hundred per cent Italian so they tin can trace all your relatives back to the old country. See, it'south the highest honor they can requite you lot. Information technology means you belong to a family and crew. It means that nobody tin can fuck around with y'all. Information technology as well ways you could fuck around with anybody but as long as they aren't too a member. It'due south like a license to steal. Information technology's a license to do anything. Every bit far as Jimmy was concerned with Tommy being fabricated, it was like nosotros were all being fabricated. We would now have i of our own as a member.
[about Tommy's murder] It was revenge for Billy Batts, and a lot of other things. And at that place was null that nosotros could do about it. Batts was a fabricated man and Tommy wasn't. And nosotros had to sit still and accept information technology. It was among the Italians. It was existent greaseball shit. They even shot Tommy in the face up so his mother couldn't give him an open coffin at the funeral.
For a second, I idea I was dead, but when I heard all the racket I knew they were cops. Simply cops talk that fashion. If they had been wiseguys, I wouldn't accept heard a thing. I would've been dead.
If you're part of a crew, nobody always tells yous that they're going to kill you. It doesn't happen that manner. There weren't any arguments or curses like in the movies. So your murderers come with smiles. They come as your friends, the people who have cared for yous all of your life, and they e'er seem to come at a time when you're at your weakest and most in need of their aid.
It was piece of cake for all of us to disappear. My business firm and cars were either registered in the proper noun of my wife or my female parent-in-law. My driver's license and social security number were phony. I never voted; never paid taxes. My birth certificate, arrest sheet, and my service record from the Army were all that existed to show to the government I was ever alive.
See, the hardest matter for me was leaving the life. I still beloved the life. And we were treated like movie stars with muscle. We had it all, only for the asking. Our wives, mothers, kids, everybody rode along. I had paper bags filled with jewelry stashed in the kitchen. I had a sugar bowl full of coke next to the bed. Anything I wanted was a phone telephone call away. Complimentary cars. The keys to a dozen hideout flats all over the city. I'd bet xx, 30 grand over a weekend and so I'd either accident the winnings in a calendar week or go to the sharks to pay back the bookies. Didn't affair. It didn't hateful anything. When I was broke I would get out and rob some more than. We ran everything. We paid off cops. We paid off lawyers. We paid off judges. Everybody had their hands out. Everything was for the taking. And now it's all over. And that'due south the hardest part. Today, everything is different. At that place'due south no activity. I accept to expect around like everyone else. Tin can't fifty-fifty get decent food. Right after I got hither, I ordered some spaghetti with marinara sauce and I got egg noodles and ketchup. I'thousand an boilerplate nobody. I get to alive the rest of my life similar a schnook.

Karen Hill [edit]

1 nighttime, Bobby Vinton sent us champagne. At that place was zip like it. I didn't retrieve there was anything strange in any of this. Y'all know, a twenty-one-year-old child with such connections. He was an exciting guy. He was really nice. He introduced me to everybody. Everybody wanted to be overnice to him. And he knew how to handle information technology.
I know there are women, like my best friends, who would have gotten out of there the minute their boyfriend gave them a gun to hibernate. But I didn't. I gotta acknowledge the truth. It turned me on.
Well, nosotros weren't married to nine-to-v guys, but the first time I realized how different was when Mickey had a hostess party. They had bad skin and wore too much make-upward. I mean, they didn't await very good. They looked beat-up. And the stuff they wore was thrown together and cheap. A lot of pant suits and double knits. And they talked about how rotten their kids were and about beating them with broom handles and leather belts. But that the kids still didn't pay any attending...After a while, it got to exist all normal. None of information technology seemed similar crimes. It was more than like Henry was enterprising and that he and the guys were making a few bucks hustling, while the other guys were sitting on their asses waiting for paw-outs. Our husbands weren't encephalon surgeons. They were blue-collar guys. The only way they could brand extra money, real extra coin, was to go out and cut a few corners...Nosotros were all so very close. I mean, at that place were never whatsoever outsiders around. Absolutely never. And existence together all the time made everything seem all the more normal.
We always did everything together and we always were in the same oversupply. Anniversaries, christenings. We only went to each other'southward houses. The women played cards, and when the kids were born, Mickey and Jimmy were ever the first at the hospital. And when nosotros went to the Islands or Vegas to vacation, we always went together. No outsiders, ever. Information technology got to be normal. It got to where I was even proud that I had the kind of hubby who was willing to go out and risk his neck just to get us the fiddling extras.
Simply still I couldn't hurt him. How could I hurt him? I couldn't fifty-fifty bring myself to go out him. The truth was that no thing how bad I felt I was still very attracted to him. Why should I give him to someone else? Why should she win?

Dialogue [edit]

Jimmy: [To young Henry, afterward he gets cleared in court] Congratulations, here's your graduation nowadays [Puts coin in Henry'south pocket]

Henry: For what? I got pinched.

Jimmy: Hey, everybody gets pinched, but you did it right. You told 'em zero and they got nothing.

Henry: I thought you'd be mad.

Jimmy: I'grand not mad, I'm proud of ya. You took your beginning pinch similar a human being, and y'all learned the two most important things in life. Yous listenin'? Never rat on your friends, and ALWAYS keep your mouth shut. [Gives Henry an affectionate low-cal slap on the cheek and leads him out of the court. Outside, Paulie and many of the other gangsters are waiting for him.]

Paulie: Hey, you bankrupt yer cherry! [The other gangsters cheer and congratulate Henry]

Henry: You lot're a pistol! You're really funny. You're really funny!

Tommy: What do you lot mean I'm funny?

Henry: It'due south funny, you know. It's a expert story, information technology's funny, you lot're a funny guy!

Tommy: [dangerously] What exercise yous hateful? Y'all hateful the way I talk? What?

[Everyone becomes quiet]

Henry: It's only, you know, yous're just funny. It's funny, the way you tell the story and everything.

Tommy: Funny how? I hateful, what'due south funny about information technology?

Anthony: Tommy, no, y'all got it all wrong —

Tommy: Oh, oh, Anthony. He's a big boy, he knows what he said. [to Henry] What did ya say? Funny how?

Anthony: You lot're correct.

Henry: Only —

Tommy: What?

Henry: Merely, ya know, you're funny.

Tommy: You mean, let me empathize this, 'crusade, ya know maybe it's me, I'm a little fucked upwardly maybe, simply I'm funny how? I mean funny like I'grand a clown? I amuse you? I brand you express joy, I'm here to fuckin' amuse yous? What do you hateful funny? Funny how? How am I funny?

Henry: Just... you know, how yous tell the story — what?

Tommy: No, no, I don't know. You said information technology! How exercise I know? Yous said I'k funny. How the fuck am I funny? What the fuck is so funny nearly me?! Tell me, tell me what's funny!

[Long break]

Henry: Get the fuck out of hither, Tommy!

[Everyone laughs]

Tommy: Ya motherfucker! I almost had him, I almost had him! You stuttering prick, you! Frankie, was he shaking? I wonder virtually you sometimes, Henry. You may fold under questioning!

Karen: [narrating] Subsequently awhile, information technology got to be all normal. None of it seemed like crime. It was more than similar Henry was enterprising, and that he and the guys were making a few bucks hustling, while all the other guys were sitting on their asses, waiting for handouts. Our husbands weren't encephalon surgeons, they were blue-collar guys. The only way they could make extra coin, existent extra money, was to exit and cut a few corners.

[Cuts to Henry and Tommy hijacking a truck]

Tommy: Where's the strongbox, you fuckin' varmint?!

Karen: [narrating] Nosotros were all so very close. I mean, in that location were never any outsiders around. Admittedly never. And being together all the time fabricated everything seem all the more normal.

Karen: [narrating, at a makeup party with other wives] It was crude seeing the wives of other gangsters. They did non take care of themselves; they looked beat out up and their faces were caked with makeup. Virtually of the fourth dimension was spent talking about how rotten their kids were; how they decked them or whipped them with electrical wiring and the kids withal wouldn't pay attending. [later on in her bedroom] I don't think I tin can do it, Henry.

Henry: Do what?

Karen: This whole affair. Jeannie said her husband was sent to jail. God forbid, what if that happened to you?

Henry: Bet she didn't tell you why her hubby went at that place?

Karen: How come up?

Henry: To go away from Jeannie! Karen, when information technology comes to the Mafia no one goes to jail unless they desire to. We vanquish the system and I got it all figured out. I am organized; I got my shit together. You know who goes to jail? Nigger stickup men. Know why they get caught? Because they autumn asleep in the getaway car.

Tommy: But don't get bustin' my balls, Billy, okay?

Billy: Hey, Tommy, if I was gonna pause your balls, I'd tell yous to go home and get your shine box. [To his friends] Now this kid, this kid was groovy. They, they used to call him Spitshine Tommy. I swear to God! Now he'd make your shoes look like fuckin' mirrors. 'Scuse my language. He was terrific, he was the best. He made a lot of money, too. Salud, Tommy!

Tommy: No more shines, Billy.

Billy: What?

Tommy: I said no more shines. Peradventure you didn't hear about it, you've been away a long time; they didn't go up at that place and tell you. I don't shine shoes anymore.

Baton: Relax, will ya? Y'all flipped right out, what'due south got into y'all? I'm breakin' your balls a little bit, that'southward all. I'm only kiddin' with ya.

Tommy: Sometimes you don't sound like y'all're kidding, you lot know? There's a lotta people around...

Billy: Tommy, I'yard only kiddin' with y'all. We're having a political party and I just came home, and I haven't seen you in a long fourth dimension, and I'one thousand breakin' your balls, and right away you lot're getting fuckin' fresh. I'thou sad, I didn't hateful to offend you.

Tommy: I'one thousand sorry likewise. It's okay. No problem.

Billy: Okay, salud. [moment of silence as he takes a drinkable] Now become dwelling and get ya fuckin' shinebox!

Tommy: [smashes his glass in anger] Motherfuckin' mutt! You, y'all fuckin' slice of shit...! [Henry and Jimmy restrain him]

Billy: [taunting] Yeah, yeah, aye, come on, come on! Come on! Let him go!

Tommy: Henry, he bought his fucking button! That imitation old tough guy! Yous bought your fucking button! Go on that motherfucker hither, go on him here! [leaves]

Tommy: Spider, that bandage on your human foot is bigger than your fucking head. Next affair you know he'll have one of these fucking walkers. But you can still dance. Give us a couple of fucking steps, Spider. You fucking bullshitter, you. Tell the truth. Yous desire sympathy, is that right, sweetie?

Spider: Why don't y'all go fuck yourself, Tommy?

[Everyone, but Tommy, laughs]

Jimmy: I didn't hear right. I can't believe what I heard. [giving Spider cash] This is for yous. I got respect for this child, he'south got a lot of fucking balls. Skilful for y'all! Don't accept no shit off nobody! A guy shoots him in the foot, he tells him to go fuck himself. Tommy, you gonna let this fucking punk go abroad with that? What'south this world coming to?

Tommy: [continuing and shooting Spider] That'due south what the fucking world'southward coming to, how do ya like that? How'due south that?

Henry: What is incorrect with you?!

Jimmy: What is the fucking thing with yous?! What, are you stupid or what?! I was kidding with you lot. Are you a sick maniac?

Tommy: How practise I know you're kidding? Yous breaking my fucking balls?!

Jimmy: I'm fucking kidding with you, you fucking shoot the guy?!

Henry: [inspecting Spider on the floor] He'south dead.

Tommy: [afterward a brief silence] I'yard a practiced shot, what do yous want from me?

Anthony: How could you miss at this distance?

Tommy: You lot got a problem with what I did, Anthony? Fucking rat, anyway. His family'southward all rats, he'd have grown up to be a rat.

Jimmy: Stupid bastard, I can't fucking believe you lot. At present, you're gonna dig the fucking affair now. You're gonna dig the hole. I got no fucking lime, you lot're gonna do information technology.

Tommy: Fine! I'll dig the fucking hole, I don't give a fuck. What is it, the first hole I always dug? I'll fucking dig the hole. Where are the shovels?

Paulie: [nearly Henry's cheating] Karen came to the house. She'south very upset. This is no good; you gotta straighten this out. We gotta have calm.

Jimmy: Nosotros don't know what she'll do.

Paulie: She's hysterical. Very excited. She's wild. And you got to accept information technology easy. Yous got children. I'grand not saying get back to her this minute, but you got to go back. Y'all got to keep up appearances.

Jimmy: I got the two of them come to my business firm every twenty-four hour period commiserating, the two of them. I just can't have it. I can't do it, Henry. I can't exercise information technology. Nobody says you can't do what you lot want. We all know that. This is what it is. We know what information technology is. Yous have to exercise what'south right. You have to become habitation to the family unit. You got to go home, okay? Wait at me. Y'all got to go home. Smarten upwardly.

Paulie: I'll talk to Karen. I'll straighten this out. I know merely what to say to her. I'll say you'll go back to her and it'll exist similar when you lot first got married. I'll romance her. Information technology'll be beautiful. I know how to talk to her, especially to her. In the concurrently, Jimmy and Tommy were going to Tampa this weekend. Instead you lot get with Jimmy.

Jimmy: You come with me.

Paulie: Accept a good time. Sit in the lord's day. Take a few days off.

Jimmy: We'll take a good time.

Paulie: Later that, you lot'll become back to Karen. There'south no other manner. No divorce. Nosotros're not animoli.

Jimmy: No divorce. She'll never divorce him. She'll kill him, just non divorce him. [they laugh]

Karen and her children are visiting Henry in jail

Baby-sit: Mrs. Hill, this manner. Sign this volume, delight.

Karen signs ledger just something catches her centre

Name of Inmate: Henry Hill

Proper noun of Visitor: Janice Rossi

Visitor's centre

Karen: I saw her, Henry.

Henry: What are yous talking about?

Karen: I saw her name in the register.

Henry: Jesus Christ.

Karen: You lot desire her to visit y'all? Let her stay up all dark, crying and writing letters to the parole board.

Henry: What am I doing hither? Where am I? I'one thousand in jail. I tin't finish people from coming to run across me.

Karen: Proficient. Let her sneak this stuff every week. [Karen dangles a pocketbook of illegal drugs in front end him] Let her fight these bastards every calendar week!

Henry: Look what you're doing! Terminate it!

Karen: I'm sorry. Allow her sneak this shit in for you lot.

Henry: Will you terminate information technology, Karen? Will you terminate it?

Karen: Permit her practise it! Let her practice information technology!

Henry: Finish IT!!!

[Kids react to anger; Karen starts to sob]

Karen: Nobody is helping me. I am all alone. Belle and Morrie are broke. I asked your friend Remo for the money that he owes you, and y'all know what he told me? He told me to take my kids down to the police station and get on welfare.

Henry: Karen, It's going to be okay.

Karen: Yeah? Fifty-fifty Paulie, since he got out, I've never seen him. I never run into anybody anymore.

Henry: It'southward but you and me. That'south what happens when yous go away. I told you lot that we're on our own. Forget everybody else. Forget Paulie. As long as he's on parole, he doesn't desire anybody doing annihilation.

Karen: I can't do information technology.

Henry: Yes, you can. Karen, Listen to me. All I need is for you lot to bring me this stuff. I got a guy in hither from Pittsburgh who'll assistance me motility information technology. Believe me, in a month we're gonna be fine. We won't need anybody.

Karen: I'k agape. I'one thousand afraid if Paulie finds out...

Henry: Or I just say, Don't worry most him. He is not helping us out. Is he putting any food on the tabular array? We've gotta help each other. We've just gotta-- Heed, Nosotros've gotta be really careful while nosotros do information technology.

Karen: I don't want to hear a word near her anymore, Henry.

Henry: Never.

Henry has only been released from prison

Henry's Children: Daddy! Are you out for good? Are you coming to my recital? Here is a movie I drew!

Henry takes a look at the low-hire tenement his wife and kids are looking in and reacts with disgust

Henry: Karen, get packed. Nosotros are moving out. I am going to Pittsburgh tommorow.

Karen: What? Y'all take a meeting with your parole officer tommorow.

Henry: Don't worry, they owe me $15,000. Who wants to go to Uncle Paulie'southward?

Children cheer. Cut to Paulie's house where people have a big dinner. Later Paulie speaks to Henry in private

Paulie: I do not want any more than of that shit.

Henry: I have no idea what's going on hither.

Paulie: I mean the drugs! I do not desire whatsoever more of that junk.

Henry: Paulie, why would I want to get mixed upwardly in that?

Paulie: Just don't exercise it. I am not talking about what you did in the tin. You lot get a pass for that. In in that location you had to do what y'all had to practice to support your family unit. I am talking near hither and now. I do non want to end up like Gribbs. Gribbs got twenty years just for proverb adept morning to some scuzz who was selling junk behind his back! Gribbs is lxx years old; the poor human is going to die in prison. So I am alert everyone, information technology could be my son, it could be anyone.

[Cut to Henry making cocaine]

Henry: [voiceover] It took me two weeks of sneaking the stuff effectually, but when I did, information technology was a existent score. In a month I had a down payment on my house and things were rolling. I knew every bit long as the greenbacks kept rolling in; Paulie would never find out.

Henry: [sniveling] Paulie, I am actually sorry.

Paulie: You fucked up practiced. Yous looked me in the eye and treated me similar shit; similar I was nobody.

Henry: I couldn't come to yous; not later what you said to me. I was ashamed then; I am ashamed at present. I swear on my kids, I am clean. Merely I got nowhere else to go. I could really utilize some help now.

Paulie: Have this.

[Paulie pulls a wad of cash out of his pocket and hands it to Henry]

Henry: Thank you.

Paulie: And now I have to turn my dorsum on you. There is no other way.

Henry: [narrating] My reward for a lifetime of service to Paulie: $iii,200. Information technology was non even plenty to pay for my catafalque.

Henry enters a diner

Henry{every bit narrator}: I got there 15 minutes early, Jimmy was already at that place waiting for me.

Jimmy: All my life I said, practise not talk on the phone. At present you meet why? Practise not worry, I think you stand a good chance of beating this case.

Jimmy: There was a kid we knew, turned out to be a rat.

Henry: Actually?

Jimmy: Aye. Institute him hiding in Florida. How would you feel about going with Anthony, accept intendance of that guy?

[Jimmy slips a message with information. Screen freeze-frames]

Henry: [narrating] Jimmy never asked me to whack a guy before. Now in the midst of all this he is asking me to get to Florida and exercise a hitting with Anthony? [Screen resumes] That is when I knew I would take never returned from Florida alive.

Taglines [edit]

Three Decades of Life in the Mafia.
"As far back as I can remember, I've e'er wanted to exist a gangster."—Henry Loma, Brooklyn, Due north.Y. 1955.
Murderers come with smiles.
Shooting people was 'No big deal'.
In a world that's powered by violence, on the streets where the vehement have power, a new generation carries on an one-time tradition.

Cast [edit]

Robert De Niro - Jimmy Conway
Ray Liotta - Henry Hill
Joe Pesci - Tommy DeVito
Lorraine Bracco - Karen Hill
Paul Sorvino - Paul Cicero
Chuck Low - Morris 'Morrie' Kessler
Christopher Serrone - Young Henry Hill
Frank Sivero - Frankie Carbone
Tony Darrow - Sonny Bunz
Frank Vincent - Baton Batts
Frank Adonis - Anthony Stabile
Catherine Scorsese - Mrs. DeVito, Tommy'due south Female parent
Gina Mastrogiacomo - Janice Rossi
Suzanne Shepherd - Karen'due south Mother
Debi Mazar - Sandy
Kevin Corrigan - Michael Hill
Charles Scorsese - Vinnie
Michael Imperioli - Spider
Tony Sirico - Tony Stacks
Samuel 50. Jackson - Stacks Edwards
Vincent Pastore - Man with Coat Rack
Ray DeBenedictis - "Pete"
Jerry Vale - Himself
Henny Youngman - Himself

External links [edit]

Goodfellas quotes at the Internet Picture Database
Goodfellas at Rotten Tomatoes
Goodfellas at Filmsite.org

You Know Just What I Would Do Lyrics Conway Twitty

Source: https://en.wikiquote.org/wiki/Goodfellas

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