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Goodfellas is a 1990 film about the rise and fall of three gangsters, spanning 3 decades.

Directed by Martin Scorsese. Written by Nicholas Pileggi and Martin Scorsese, based on Pileggi'southward book, Wiseguy: Life in a Mafia Family.

Three Decades of Life in the Mafia.taglines

Henry Hill [edit]

• Equally far dorsum as I can call back, I ever wanted to exist a gangster. To me, beingness a gangster was amend than being President of the United States. Even earlier I first wandered into the cabstand for an after-schoolhouse job, I knew I wanted to be a part of them. It was there that I knew that I belonged. To me, it meant being somebody in a neighborhood that was full of nobodies. They weren't like anybody else. I hateful, they did whatever they wanted. They double-parked in front end of a hydrant and nobody e'er gave them a ticket. In the summer when they played cards all night, nobody always chosen the cops.
• Paulie might've moved slow, but it was only because Paulie didn't have to motion for anybody.
• He knew what went on at that cab stand, and every once in a while I'd have to take a beating. But by then I didn't intendance. The mode I saw information technology everybody takes a beating former.
• Hundreds of guys depended on Paulie and he got a piece of everything they made. And it was tribute, only similar in the old 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'due south all about. That's what the FBI could never sympathize. That what Paulie and the organization does is offer protection for people who can't go to the cops. That's it. That's all. They're like the police department for wiseguys.
• Ane day some of the kids from the neighborhood carried my female parent's groceries all the way home. Yous know why? Information technology was outta respect.
• For us to live any other way was nuts. Uh, to us, those goody-good people who worked shitty jobs for bum paychecks and took the subway to work every mean solar day and worried about their bills were expressionless. I hateful they were suckers. They had no balls. If we wanted something, we but took it. If anyone complained twice they got striking so bad, believe me, they never complained again.
• Now the guy's got Paulie as a partner. Any problems, he goes to Paulie. Trouble with the neb? He can go to Paulie. Problem with the cops, deliveries, Tommy, he can call Paulie. But now the guy's gotta come upwardly with Paulie's money every week, no matter what. Business bad? "Fuck you, pay me." Oh, you had a burn? "Fuck you, pay me." Place got hit by lightning, huh? "Fuck you, pay me." Also, Paulie could do anything. Particularly run up bills on the joint's credit. And why not? Nobody's gonna pay for information technology anyway. And as presently as the deliveries are fabricated in the front end door, you motion the stuff out the back and sell it at a discount. You have a two hundred dollar case of booze and you sell information technology for a hundred. It doesn't affair. It's all turn a profit. And and so finally, when there's nothing left, when you can't borrow some other buck from the bank or buy another example of booze, you bust the joint out. Y'all light a match.
• For most of the guys, killings got to exist accepted. Murder was the only way that everybody stayed in line. You got out of line, you got whacked. Everybody knew the rules. Only sometimes, even if people didn't get out of line, they got whacked. I mean, hits merely became a habit for some of the guys. Guys would get into arguments over zero and before yous knew it, one of them was dead. And they were shooting each other all the time. Shooting people was a normal thing. It was no large deal. We had a serious problem with Billy Batts. This was really a touchy thing. Tommy'd killed a fabricated guy. Batts was function of the Gambino crew and was considered untouchable. Before you lot could touch a made guy, yous had to have a good reason. You had to have a sitdown, and you better become an okay, or y'all'd be the one who got whacked.
• Saturday dark was for wives, but Friday night at the Copa was ever for the girlfriends.
• Meet, you lot know when y'all think of prison, y'all go pictures in your listen of all those old movies with rows and rows of guys behind confined...But it wasn't like that for wiseguys. It really wasn't that bad. Excepting that I missed Jimmy. He was doing his time in Atlanta...I mean, everybody else in the joint was doing real fourth dimension, all mixed together, living similar pigs. Just we lived alone. And we endemic the joint.
• [after the Lufthansa heist] Information technology made him sick to have to plow money over to the guys who stole it. 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] Only however, months after the robbery they were finding bodies all over. [police force environs a truck, open up it to see a dead human being hanging on a claw like a meat husk] When they establish Carbone in the meat truck, he was frozen so stiff it took them two days to thaw him out for the autopsy.
• You know, nosotros e'er called each other goodfellas. Like y'all said to, uh, somebody, "You're gonna like this guy. He's all right. He'southward a good fella. He's one of united states." You understand? We were goodfellas. Wiseguys. Simply Jimmy and I could never be made considering 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 exist one hundred per cent Italian and then they can trace all your relatives back to the sometime country. See, information technology's the highest honor they tin can requite y'all. Information technology ways you lot belong to a family and coiffure. Information technology means that nobody can fuck around with you. It likewise means you could fuck around with anybody just as long every bit they aren't besides a member. It'south like a license to steal. It's a license to do anything. As far as Jimmy was concerned with Tommy being made, it was like we were all being made. Nosotros would now have one of our ain as a member.
• [almost Tommy'due south murder] It was revenge for Baton Batts, and a lot of other things. And there was nothing that we could do nigh it. Batts was a made human and Tommy wasn't. And we had to sit all the same and accept information technology. Information technology was amidst the Italians. It was real greaseball shit. They even shot Tommy in the face so his mother couldn't requite him an open coffin at the funeral.
• For a second, I idea I was dead, but when I heard all the dissonance I knew they were cops. Simply cops talk that way. If they had been wiseguys, I wouldn't have heard a thing. I would've been dead.
• If y'all're office of a crew, nobody ever tells you that they're going to kill you. It doesn't happen that way. 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 you all of your life, and they always seem to come at a fourth dimension when you're at your weakest and most in need of their help.
• It was easy for all of usa to disappear. My house and cars were either registered in the name of my wife or my mother in law. My driver's license and social security number were phony. I never voted; never paid taxes. My birth document, arrest sheet, and my service record from the Army were all that existed to show to the government I was ever alive.
• Meet, the hardest thing for me was leaving the life. I even so love the life. And we were treated like movie stars with muscle. We had information technology all, just for the asking. Our wives, mothers, kids, everybody rode along. I had newspaper bags filled with jewelry stashed in the kitchen. I had a saccharide basin full of coke adjacent to the bed. Annihilation I wanted was a phone call abroad. Free cars. The keys to a dozen hideout flats all over the urban center. I'd bet twenty, thirty grand over a weekend and so I'd either accident the winnings in a week or become to the sharks to pay back the bookies. Didn't matter. Information technology didn't mean anything. When I was bankrupt I would get out and rob some more. We ran everything. Nosotros paid off cops. Nosotros 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's the hardest part. Today, everything is different. In that location'southward no activity. I take to wait around like everyone else. Can't fifty-fifty get decent food. Correct after I got here, I ordered some spaghetti with marinara sauce and I got egg noodles and ketchup. I'g an average nobody. I become to live the remainder of my life like a schnook.

Karen Hill [edit]

• Ane night, Bobby Vinton sent usa champagne. There was nil like it. I didn't recollect there was anything strange in any of this. You know, a twenty-ane-year-old child with such connections. He was an heady 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 in that location are women, like my best friends, who would have gotten out of at that place the minute their boyfriend gave them a gun to hide. Only I didn't. I gotta admit the truth. It turned me on.
• Well, we weren't married to 9-to-five guys, but the first fourth dimension I realized how different was when Mickey had a hostess party. They had bad skin and wore besides much make-up. I mean, they didn't expect very adept. They looked beat-upwardly. 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 notwithstanding didn't pay whatsoever attention...Afterward a while, it got to be all normal. None of it seemed like 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 hand-outs. Our husbands weren't encephalon surgeons. They were blue-neckband guys. The only way they could brand extra money, existent actress money, was to go out and cut a few corners...Nosotros were all then very shut. I hateful, at that place were never any outsiders around. Absolutely never. And existence together all the fourth dimension made everything seem all the more normal.
• Nosotros always did everything together and we always were in the same crowd. Anniversaries, christenings. Nosotros only went to each other's houses. The women played cards, and when the kids were born, Mickey and Jimmy were always the first at the hospital. And when we went to the Islands or Vegas to vacation, we e'er went together. No outsiders, ever. It got to be normal. Information technology got to where I was fifty-fifty proud that I had the kind of husband who was willing to go out and risk his neck merely to get u.s. the little extras.
• Only however I couldn't hurt him. How could I hurt him? I couldn't even bring myself to leave him. The truth was that no matter 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, after he gets cleared in courtroom] Congratulations, here'south your graduation nowadays [Puts money in Henry's pocket]

Henry: For what? I got pinched.

Jimmy: Hey, everybody gets pinched, only you did it right. Y'all told 'em zip and they got nothing.

Henry: I thought you'd exist mad.

Jimmy: I'm non mad, I'one thousand proud of ya. You took your first compression like a man, and you learned the two virtually important things in life. You listenin'? Never rat on your friends, and E'er go along your oral cavity close. [Gives Henry an affectionate lite 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 broke yer ruby! [The other gangsters cheer and congratulate Henry]

---

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

Tommy: What practice you mean I'm funny?

Henry: It's funny, you know. Information technology'south a good story, information technology's funny, you're a funny guy!

Tommy: [dangerously] What do you mean? You lot mean the way I talk? What?

[Everyone becomes tranquility]

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

Tommy: Funny how? I mean, what's funny about it?

Anthony: Tommy, no, you got information technology all wrong —

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

Anthony: You're right.

Henry: Just —

Tommy: What?

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

Tommy: You mean, let me understand this, 'crusade, ya know maybe information technology's me, I'grand a niggling fucked upward maybe, merely I'm funny how? I mean funny like I'm a clown? I charm you? I make you express joy, I'm here to fuckin' charm y'all? What practice you mean funny? Funny how? How am I funny?

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

Tommy: No, no, I don't know. You said it! How do I know? Y'all said I'm funny. How the fuck am I funny? What the fuck is and so funny about me?! Tell me, tell me what'south funny!

[Long pause]

Henry: Get the fuck out of here, Tommy!

[Everyone laughs]

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

---

Karen: [narrating] After awhile, it got to be all normal. None of it seemed similar crime. It was more like 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 brain surgeons, they were blue-collar guys. The only fashion they could make extra money, existent extra money, was to get out and cutting a few corners.

[Cuts to Henry and Tommy hijacking a truck]

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

Karen: [narrating] Nosotros were all and so very close. I mean, there were never any outsiders around. Absolutely never. And beingness together all the fourth dimension made everything seem all the more normal.

---

Karen: [narrating, at a makeup party with other wives] It was rough seeing the wives of other gangsters. They did non take care of themselves; they looked beat upward and their faces were caked with makeup. Most 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 all the same wouldn't pay attention. [afterwards in her chamber] I don't remember I tin can practice it, Henry.

Henry: Exercise what?

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

Henry: Bet she didn't tell y'all why her hubby went there?

Karen: How come?

Henry: To get abroad from Jeannie! Karen, when it comes to the Mafia no one goes to jail unless they want to. Nosotros trounce the organisation and I got information technology all figured out. I am organized; I got my shit together. Yous know who goes to jail? Nigger stickup men. Know why they go defenseless? Considering they fall asleep in the getaway automobile.

---

Tommy: Just don't go bustin' my balls, Billy, okay?

Billy: Hey, Tommy, if I was gonna break your assurance, I'd tell you to go domicile and get your shine box. [To his friends] Now this kid, this kid was bang-up. They, they used to phone 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 all-time. He made a lot of money, too. Salud, Tommy!

Tommy: No more than shines, Baton.

Billy: What?

Tommy: I said no more than shines. Perchance you didn't hear about information technology, you've been abroad a long time; they didn't go up there and tell y'all. I don't shine shoes anymore.

Billy: Relax, will ya? You lot flipped right out, what's got into you? I'thousand breakin' your balls a little bit, that's all. I'm simply kiddin' with ya.

Tommy: Sometimes you don't sound like y'all're kidding, you lot know? At that place'southward a lotta people effectually...

Baton: Tommy, I'm only kiddin' with you lot. We're having a party and I just came home, and I haven't seen y'all in a long time, and I'm breakin' your assurance, and right away y'all're getting fuckin' fresh. I'k deplorable, I didn't mean to offend you.

Tommy: I'm lamentable too. It'due south okay. No problem.

Billy: Okay, salud. [moment of silence equally he takes a potable] Now become abode and get ya fuckin' shinebox!

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

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

Tommy: Henry, he bought his fucking push! That fake old tough guy! You bought your fucking button! Go on that motherfucker hither, continue him hither! [leaves]

---

Tommy: Spider, that bandage on your foot is bigger than your fucking head. Next thing 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, y'all. Tell the truth. You desire sympathy, is that correct, sweetie?

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

[Everyone, merely Tommy, laughs]

Jimmy: I didn't hear right. I can't believe what I heard. [giving Spider greenbacks] This is for you. I got respect for this kid, he'southward got a lot of fucking balls. Salubrious! Don't take no shit off nobody! A guy shoots him in the human foot, he tells him to go fuck himself. Tommy, you gonna let this fucking punk go away with that? What's this world coming to?

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

Henry: What is wrong with y'all?!

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

Tommy: How do I know you're kidding? You breaking my fucking balls?!

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

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

Tommy: [afterwards a brief silence] I'm a skillful shot, what practice you want from me?

Anthony: How could yous miss at this distance?

Tommy: You got a problem with what I did, Anthony? Fucking rat, anyway. His family'due south all rats, he'd accept grown up to exist a rat.

Jimmy: Stupid bastard, I can't fucking believe you lot. At present, you're gonna dig the fucking thing now. You're gonna dig the hole. I got no fucking lime, you're gonna practise it.

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

---

Paulie: [nigh Henry'south cheating] Karen came to the business firm. She'due south very upset. This is no proficient; you lot gotta straighten this out. Nosotros gotta have calm.

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

Paulie: She'due south hysterical. Very excited. She's wild. And you got to accept it like shooting fish in a barrel. Y'all got children. I'm not saying go dorsum to her this minute, simply yous got to go back. Y'all got to proceed upwards appearances.

Jimmy: I got the two of them come to my house every twenty-four hour period commiserating, the two of them. I just can't have it. I can't exercise information technology, Henry. I can't do it. Nobody says yous can't do what you want. We all know that. This is what it is. We know what it is. You have to do what's right. Y'all take to go home to the family unit. You got to go abode, okay? Await at me. You lot got to get habitation. Smarten upward.

Paulie: I'll talk to Karen. I'll straighten this out. I know but what to say to her. I'll say you'll go dorsum to her and information technology'll be like when you starting time got married. I'll romance her. Information technology'll be beautiful. I know how to talk to her, particularly to her. In the concurrently, Jimmy and Tommy were going to Tampa this weekend. Instead you go with Jimmy.

Jimmy: You come up with me.

Paulie: Have a proficient time. Sit in the sun. Take a few days off.

Jimmy: We'll have a adept time.

Paulie: After that, you'll go back to Karen. There'southward no other way. No divorce. We're not animoli.

Jimmy: No divorce. She'll never divorce him. She'll impale him, but not divorce him. [they express joy]

---

Karen and her children are visiting Henry in jail

Baby-sit: Mrs. Loma, this way. Sign this book, please.

Karen signs ledger but something catches her centre

Name of Inmate: Henry Loma

Name of Visitor: Janice Rossi

Company's centre

Karen: I saw her, Henry.

Henry: What are y'all talking about?

Karen: I saw her name in the register.

Henry: Jesus Christ.

Karen: You want her to visit yous? Permit her stay upward all nighttime, crying and writing letters to the parole board.

Henry: What am I doing here? Where am I? I'm in jail. I tin't stop people from coming to run into me.

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

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

Karen: I'm pitiful. Permit her sneak this shit in for you.

Henry: Will y'all stop it, Karen? Will you end information technology?

Karen: Let her do it! Allow her do information technology!

Henry: Terminate IT!!!

[Kids react to acrimony; 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 lot, and you know what he told me? He told me to take my kids downward to the police station and get on welfare.

Henry: Karen, Information technology'southward going to be okay.

Karen: Aye? Even Paulie, since he got out, I've never seen him. I never meet anybody anymore.

Henry: Information technology'south only you and me. That'southward what happens when you go abroad. I told you that we're on our own. Forget everybody else. Forget Paulie. As long equally he'due south on parole, he doesn't want everyone doing anything.

Karen: I can't exercise it.

Henry: Aye, you lot can. Karen, Listen to me. All I need is for yous to bring me this stuff. I got a guy in here from Pittsburgh who'll assistance me motion it. Believe me, in a month we're gonna exist fine. Nosotros won't demand anybody.

Karen: I'm afraid. I'g afraid if Paulie finds out...

Henry: Or I just say, Don't worry nigh him. He is not helping u.s.a. out. Is he putting any food on the tabular array? Nosotros've gotta help each other. We've just gotta-- Mind, We've gotta be actually careful while we do information technology.

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

Henry: Never.

---

Henry has simply been released from prison

Henry's Children: Daddy! Are you out for skilful? Are y'all coming to my recital? Here is a picture I drew!

Henry takes a wait at the depression-rent tenement his wife and kids are looking in and reacts with disgust

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

Karen: What? You have a meeting with your parole officer tommorow.

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

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

Paulie: I exercise non want whatever more than of that shit.

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

Paulie: I hateful the drugs! I do not want any more of that junk.

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

Paulie: Simply don't do it. I am not talking virtually what you lot did in the can. Yous get a pass for that. In there you lot had to exercise what you had to do to support your family. I am talking nearly here and now. I do non want to end upwardly like Gribbs. Gribbs got twenty years just for maxim proficient morning to some scuzz who was selling junk behind his back! Gribbs is seventy years one-time; the poor man is going to die in prison. So I am warning everyone, it could be my son, it could be anyone.

[Cut to Henry making cocaine]

Henry: [voiceover] It took me two weeks of sneaking the stuff around, merely when I did, it was a existent score. In a month I had a down payment on my house and things were rolling. I knew as long equally the cash kept rolling in; Paulie would never find out.

---

Henry: [sniveling] Paulie, I am really distressing.

Paulie: You lot fucked upward adept. You looked me in the heart and treated me similar shit; similar I was nobody.

Henry: I couldn't come to you lot; non after what you lot said to me. I was aback then; I am ashamed now. I swear on my kids, I am clean. But I got nowhere else to get. I could really use some help now.

Paulie: Take this.

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

Henry: Thank you.

Paulie: And now I take to turn my dorsum on you. In that location is no other way.

Henry: [narrating] My reward for a lifetime of service to Paulie: $3,200. It was not fifty-fifty enough to pay for my catafalque.

---

Henry enters a diner

Henry{equally narrator}: I got there xv minutes early on, Jimmy was already there waiting for me.

Jimmy: All my life I said, do not talk on the telephone. Now you see why? Practise not worry, I think you stand a good chance of beating this instance.

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

Henry: Really?

Jimmy: Yeah. Plant him hiding in Florida. How would you feel about going with Anthony, take 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 go to Florida and practice a hit 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.
• "Equally far back every bit I can remember, I've always wanted to exist a gangster."—Henry Loma, Brooklyn, N.Y. 1955.
• Murderers come with smiles.
• Shooting people was 'No big deal'.
• In a world that'south powered past violence, on the streets where the trigger-happy 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 - Billy Batts
• Frank Adonis - Anthony Stabile
• Catherine Scorsese - Mrs. DeVito, Tommy'south Female parent
• Gina Mastrogiacomo - Janice Rossi
• Suzanne Shepherd - Karen'southward Female parent
• Debi Mazar - Sandy
• Kevin Corrigan - Michael Hill
• Charles Scorsese - Vinnie
• Michael Imperioli - Spider
• Tony Sirico - Tony Stacks
• Samuel L. Jackson - Stacks Edwards
• Vincent Pastore - Man with Glaze Rack
• Ray DeBenedictis - "Pete"
• Jerry Vale - Himself
• Henny Youngman - Himself

External links [edit]

• Goodfellas quotes at the Internet Motion picture Database
• Goodfellas at Rotten Tomatoes
• Goodfellas at Filmsite.org

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