Sam Spade - The Shot In The Dark Caper

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1:00It has fast and reliable internet speeds, starting at only $30 a month with a five-year price lock. So how can you fetch such an amazing deal by calling 8669 optimum or visiting optimum.com to switch? That's 8669 optimum.com. So, I'm a dog in an expert in speed. So when it comes to fast internet, I know what I'm talking about. That's why I recommend optimum, fiber-powered internet. That's 8669 optimum. Speaking of fetch, that's my cue. Terms apply. See optimum.com for details. The National Broadcasting Company presents the adventures of Sam Spade Detective. Sam Spade Detective Agency? Me, sweetheart. Oh, it's you. What kind of a greeting is that? I'm a dog in an expert in speed. I'm a dog in an expert in speed. I'm a dog in an expert in speed. What kind of a greeting is that? Oh, it's you. Sam, I may be only your secretary and all that, but I do have feelings, you know. What have I done now? If you recall. Yes. You were supposed to take me to the Geary Theatre last night.

2:01Yeah. And you never showed up. Well, FBI. Oh, I know. You'll make up some big story like you always do. Always an excuse. No, I'll try to tell you the truth. And then truth. It'll probably be a story about at least two or three people being killed. Yeah. How you had to be there to straighten the whole thing out. Well, as a matter of fact. And then there'll be beautiful women with hair like carved smoke and crimson flashes for mouth. You would leave that out. Now that you mention it, afterward. And you throw in shooting and getting knocked out and glass keying your way into houses and anything else you can think of. Effie. Well, if you think that I'll fall for that. Effie, will you please? What's your big fat story? You've already told everything about it, but the title. I might as well add that. My big fat story is called a shot in the dock, Caper. Transcribed for NBC, Will Youm Spear, radio's outstanding producer director of mystery and crime drama. Bring you the greatest private detective of them all. In the adventures of Sam Spade.

3:03Effie. Yes, Mr. Spade. Now, Effie, don't be like this. I promise you tonight, right after this report, we'll go to the theater. We'll have dinner, too. Anyplace you want, sound good? You're the employer. The faster we do the report, the faster we get out. I won't even take time out for a drink. So come on, let's go, shall we? Mmm. I get to say that at you. They fill it in. Two managing editor San Francisco evening is at City. From Samuel Spade, licensed number 137596. Subject. The shot in the dock, Caper. Or stop the presses. Spade has his pants caught in him. Cod. Their news hawk. The next time you have a bright idea about a story, count me out. There's too much work for the money it plays, and the glory just doesn't exist. I don't mind being knocked on the head shot at, lied to, double crossed, and otherwise treated cruelly by circumstance. But to do it all in one night, just so you can have a scoop,

4:03and then be referred to in your columns as a Gazette staff member. Well, my professional pride was severely injured. I am a detective, sir, and nobody's staff member. Now that that's off my chest, here in journalistic prose is what happened starting yesterday afternoon. Sam, say goodbye to Jason, please. Yes, you. It's you, Sam. I'll take him here, Ed. Spade. Yes, Mrs. Woodrow Wilson. Really? Well, I'm sorry. I have Teddy Roosevelt on the other phone. It might take some time. You better try me later, bye. Spade. Huh? Somehow I thought you were above that sort of corny report, eh? I am above nothing, sir, as long as it's ethical. I which Woodrow Wilson is this? I am the new managing editor of the evening Gazette. Well, welcome to town. What can I do for? I have a job you might like, an interesting job, an interesting money. How interesting. If you find out what I want, you can almost name your own price. Can you get over here in three minutes? With any sort of a tailwind, I'll make it in two. A new track record.

5:09Thank you, Sieg Spade. Hmm. Oh, well, what is this interesting job? First, let me say I don't know much about you personally, but you come well recommended. I've tried. Second, this is a confidential matter, and I wanted to remain that way, of course. I'm going to trust you as I would one of my own staff members. The police ought to find out about it until it's all over. And if any other newspaper gets it, you might as well leave town. Woody Old Boy, the man doesn't leave. Who can say I ever double crossed him. For money or love or anything else. I have to say it. So we understand each other. I'll take a look at this newest photo. Yes? One of our boys snapped it. What do you see? A street intersection. Oh, foul, I'd say. Two old mobiles had head on, and Andy notes a couple of people and injured a sorted crowd. We took that picture three days ago, too, as denied routine accident picture. But this morning when we were filing it, I looked at it again. And I noticed something stopping. Look at it. It's a shot in the dark, but I smell a story. Well, maybe I have a call, but whatever it is escapes me. On the right side of the picture is an apartment house. Now count up six floors and look at the fourth window across the left.

6:09Yes. Use this magnifying glass. Oh, what do you know? Somebody just fired off a gun. That's it. All you can see is a hand and a smoking gun. You can't even tell whether the hand is male or female. But somebody shot at something, probably a person just a second before that picture was taken. You want me to find out why? This calls for a detective not a reporter. There hasn't been a single homicide, suicide or gunshot wound reported in the city since that habit. Oh, I want the story. Get it. OK, chief. Get ready to rip out page one. The apartment house was the gray stone. It was actually an apartment hotel and a little shabby. I entered an hour later with a suitcase and an out of town. Look, the name plates on the mailbox has showed about five vacancies, including one on the sixth floor. I rang the manager's door butter. Good afternoon. I'd like to rent an apartment if I could. Come in. Come in. Just drop your suitcase any place.

7:11My name's Ed Berry. How are you? Your suitcase is leaking. We charge one price 175 for night. Well, I don't have that kind of cash with me. Or my checkbook. Could I pay you tomorrow? Oh, sure thing. Your name? Mark Humboldt. Mark Humboldt. Be a little too. Yes, that's it. Where you from, Stumble? The New York boy, New York. 48 East 51st Street. Oh, yeah, Broadway. Next to Kin? Any family relatives? No, no. Are you on a car? Look, I'm just renting an apartment, not taking out life insurance. Well, you see, there's a state law here that requires us to get this sort of information. I'm sorry, but there's nothing I can do. No car. Bank account. Corn exchange bank. You own any property? Yes, yes, I do. Albany, New York. That just how much would you say? Six feet in a cemetery. I expect to be buried there. Ha, ha, ha. Here. Yeah, well, I guess that about takes care of them. Anything on the sixth floor?

8:12Why the sixth, particularly? My lucky number. Well, I'm sorry. Maybe later. Right now we got nothing on the sixth. Come on, I'll show you around. In a few minutes, I was in scanced in room 512. As he stood in the doorway, at Bering the manager, scanned my luggage, my clothes, my ring, and wristwatch, as if he were trying to estimate what he could get for me from a fence. After he went back to his apartment, I took a stroll up to the sixth floor. Woody Wilson and I figured the gun incident took place in apartment 608. So I counted back from the end of the corridor and found we were right. 608 was silent. I knocked, but no one answered. So I sprung the lock and went in. The place was absolutely empty. No furniture, no nothing. In fact, it was being completely remodeled. Don't look well with a city, shall I? I said, don't look well. Well, where did you come from?

9:12I'm from G. I guess maybe I startled you, huh? A little. I was just coming down the hall, you know, taking some of these groceries, and I saw you standing there. You're new here, huh? Yeah, yeah. Here, let me carry some of those things. OK, fine. You know, you're the kind of man a girl should have ever out. Well, I've tried to convince several of them. Oh, who are you kidding? A big handsome guy like you wouldn't have any trouble getting a girl? Well, please not if I was a girl. But you know Ben. My place is down here. Shall we go? Why not? My name's honeycane. What's your name? My combo. OK, what a fascinating name. Oh, not half as fascinating as yours. Really? Say, it's a wonderful how fate just throws two people together. The bags of groceries we were carrying had a layer of dust on them, and the bags looked as if they'd made 50 trips to the grocery store. No one had to hit me on that head. Same spade detected.

10:12She was small in peroxide, and if you like them stupid, small in peroxide. She lived in apartment 620 with a roommate who was quite a bit different. Brideaier, smarter, and quieter. Sandra, I want you to meet this very nice gentleman Mr. Mark Humberg. Humboldt. Oh, I remember the Mark Farber. This is Sandra Lynn. How do you do, Miss Lynn? Hello. Yes, nice day. Great. Well. Just put the groceries down here, huh? Oh. There. Now, let's have some fun. Like fun, Mr. Humboldt? Wouldn't be without it. You're priceless. Look, let's start with a drink. How about you, Sandra? No, no. You kids have your fun. I'm going after a walk. Ah. Campbell, you're supposed to be looking at me. Ah! Ah! Ah! And hour later, under the pretext of going out for some snuff, I shook her off and left.

11:13The next half are I went to giving the apartment house the thorough casing. I looked at all the names on the mailboxes, and the only one that rang a bell was one Max Barstole, a former heavyweight who never got past club fighting. I inquired about him of charming Ed Berry, the manager. The Max Barstole? Yeah, I tried his apartment. He isn't home. Yeah, well, you see, he won't be home for some time. You see, he took a vacation. Went to visit his family in the Portland. Well, when do you leave? The last Tuesday night. I remember him saying, Ed, I won't be back for a while. Look after things, will you? Yeah, the good memory. Yeah. Can you tell me something about those two girls in 620? Why? One of them made a pass at me. Well, Mr. I feel this way. I rent apartments to responsible adults. What they do is their business. You won't get any trouble from me. Now that is what I asked. I always like to be sure. Now, are they honest, hardworking girls? I don't know nothing about them, but let me tell you something confidential, Mr. why look at gift horse and the mouth.

12:16Well, I gum-shooter around the apartment house some more. One thing was sure, they were making a number of extensive alterations. For example, in the basement, there was a new cement floor. Said cement floor had been laid. I was told by the janitor when's the morning? The morning after a gun was fired in 608, the same morning, on which Max Barstow suddenly left to visit his parents. And about here in the plot, it was dramatically correct to wonder if Max might be sleeping under the furnace with a new cement overcoat covering him. I went back to my apartment for a couple of long ones and some thought. It was getting along about supper time when there was a feminine knock. I guess it to be mis-roomed service herself, honey, cane. But no, better, much better. May I come in? You may. Shall I leave the door open? Why'd rather you close me? Anything to make you feel at home? Drink? No, talk. Oh. What are you doing here, Sam? The name's Humboldt, Mark Humboldt. All right, played any way you want. But I've seen you run.

13:16I know who you are. You move in today and half hour later, you find our apartment. Why? Your apartment found me, at least half of it, did the gift horse part. Maybe so, but I think it you helped a little somewhere. Mm-hmm. Hi, I'm Gus. I'm a dog and an expert in speed. So when it comes to fast internet, I know what I'm talking about. That's why I recommend optimum, fiber-powered internet. It has fast and reliable internet speeds, starting at only $30 a month with a five-year price lock. So how can you fetch such an amazing deal by calling 8669 Optimum or visiting optimum.com to switch? That's 8669 Optimum. Speaking of fetch, that's my cue. Terms apply, seeoptimum.com for details. Hi, I'm Gus. I'm a dog and an expert in speed. So when it comes to fast internet, I know what I'm talking about. That's why I recommend optimum, fiber-powered internet. It has fast and reliable internet speeds, starting at only $30 a month with a five-year price lock. So how can you fetch such an amazing deal by calling 8669 Optimum

14:18or visiting optimum.com to switch? That's 8669 Optimum. Speaking of fetch, that's my cue. Terms apply, seeoptimum.com for details. Hi, I'm Gus. I'm a dog and an expert in speed. So when it comes to fast internet, I know what I'm talking about. That's why I recommend optimum, fiber-powered internet. It has fast and reliable internet speeds, starting at only $30 a month with a five-year price lock. So how can you fetch such an amazing deal by calling 8669 Optimum or visiting optimum.com to switch? That's 8669 Optimum. Speaking of fetch, that's my cue. Terms apply, seeoptimum.com for details. What are you trying to get on us? Nothing, nothing. I just moved in here for a place to live. Would one suitcase in a bottle? Well, I'm an actor. Look, whatever it is layoff. Well, you've had enough trouble in my life. I think they're just starting to go right. Sandra, I don't know what's on your mind, but as far as I'm concerned, you're clean. All right. Maybe I made a mistake. I tried to make it up to you sometimes. Well, maybe you can start right now.

15:18I think I'll open the door again. Now, just a question. See anything of Max Barstow lately? I knew it was something I knew it. No, I haven't seen Max Barstow lately. He went somewhere to visit his family. I'm telling you, I don't even need a lot of. Said he's good to have it, you, you will, right? He stormed out looking lovely all the way and I sat very quietly for a minute. It was the second time somebody said it. Max Barstow is visiting his family. That was very interesting because you see, Max Barstow didn't have any fans. When he first started fighting, he was under the Aegis of the St. John's Orpherage. So what was all this rehearse the count of his absence? I watched at the window to see if Sandra Lynn went anywhere and she appeared on the street. I was out of the room and down the stairs, presto. And Blacks later, she turned in at a brownstone on Polk Street when in the first apartment on the first floor. Fifty minutes later, she hurried out and I went up to the apartment and knocked. The door opened cautiously. Yes, what is it you want? Is Mr. Fairchild in? Nobody here by that name, you got the wrong address.

16:19Now just a minute, he used to live here? No more he does. Well, could you tell me where I could find him, Mr. R. Big Moon Parker. I don't know, try the minute. On the way out, I looked at the card on his door, but there. It listed his apartment belonging to a Mr. Rothschild. At the moment, there was nothing to be made out of it, so I went back to the Greystone. When I got to my room, it was very obvious that I'd been visited during my absence. Yep. Oh, well, it's you. What happened to my suitcase? I'm sorry, Mr. Humble, but I didn't realize it before. You see, that apartment is already rented, so I guess you'll have to find one someplace else. Look, you have four other vacant ones in this apartment. How's giving me one of those? Sorry, no vacant. Well, then give me my suitcase. Yeah, that's the one that leaks. Just a minute, I'll bring it out, Mr. Humble. I'll go in and get it myself, Mr. Fairchild. I said, stay out. I said I'll go in and get it. Get it right, you will. He swung at me, I blocked and stepped into him.

17:19He gave way, and I followed in a minute. I moved in to the apartment, someone stepped out from behind the door. I turned, but it was too late. I was sandbagged. The face behind the arm that swung it looked and awful out like that of Max Barstow. I remember asking myself as I went down. If Max Barstow wasn't shot in room 608, who was? You are listening to the weekly adventure of Radio's most famous detective, Sam Spade. The Three chimes mean good times on NBC. On Sunday, March 4th, that's one week from this Sunday. Theatre Guild on the Air will present Radio's most exciting dramatic event. It's a full hour and a half presentation of Shakespeare's Immortal Hamlet. John Geelgood will portray Hamlet, Pamela Brown, the Queen, and Dorothy McGuire will appear as Ophelia.

18:24The intrigue, beauty, and romance of Hamlet come to life Sunday, March 4th. On Theatre Guild on the Air. And now back to the shot in the dark, Caper tonight said Venture with Sam Spade. I was not for long, but it was long enough to have been carried out of the apartment manager's place and dumped in an alley. I sat up and rubbed the back of my head and discovered the boys had a sense of humor. Pinned on my chest was a note that said, beat it. This time when I went back, I had my gun handy to hand. Nobody was home with Mr. Bering's apartment, so for something to do, I looked in on Max Barstow's digging for 13. I glass-keyed in and turned on the lights. In a search revealed item, the rent receipt showing Max was paid up for two months and intended to stay put. But more interesting were two phony detective badges, a policeman's uniform, and a flash camera. Couple leaves with a Duff C.A. on a man named Sigmund Polkis,

19:27and I knew just what Max had been doing since the fight game stopped paying his bills. It read, Sigmund Polkis, 60 years old, Minneapolis, just sold two restaurants for $175,000, intense to retire and settle down in San Francisco. That's as far as I got when Honey poured herself on me again. Oh, Mr. Humboldt. Yeah. What are you doing in Mr. Barstow's apartment? Come in, come in. Thanks. You shouldn't be here. Mr. Barstow ever found out. Honey, honey, you can drop the act. Hi. You know who I am and I know who you are. You're part of the bait for one of the oldest rackets in the world. World? The Badger Game. Who, me? You. All right, Sam. I didn't know who you were at first until Sandra told me. Now, you tell me, what are you doing in Max's room? A number of things. First of all, getting enough evidence on him to give him a free vacation on the state. Second, I wanted to see who would show up and why. Now, what's your story? I just dropped in to see if Max was here. Try again.

20:28Sam, if I tell you anything, will you leave me alone? If I can bear it. I came over to get some things from Max. You know what I mean. Why, across the street in the island, in 314? Ed Bearing manages both apartment houses. Why doesn't Max stay here? Who are you working for, Sam? I'm just asking. A client. Not the police? No. Sam, I don't have a thing to do with the Mark Max is working on now. Sigmund Pocus. Some old man. Do you hear any shooting here last Tuesday night in the apartment 608? Oh, Sam, I didn't hear a thing. Not a single thing. All right, get whatever you came for. But remember this. You tell Max I was here and I'll tie you into something that'll get you to hatch a piappet. The last thing I do. Oh, sure. I knew she'd be impressed with that type of threat because her kind of girl lives by playing tag with a law. They want to be it as seldom as possible. I finished the dossier on Pocus and thought a more business like visit to the old man was in order.

21:30What is it? Oh, you. I want to talk with you, Mr. Pocus. Come in, I want to talk to you. Now. Now. And right where you are. He was pointing a gun in one shaking hand right at my chest. And as close as I could tell, it looked very much like the gun I'd seen in your picture, Wilson. And the hand that held it was the very same hand. I tried to think of something clever to say. At the stage of my life, it would be very easy to shoot you, Mr. Look, I came here maybe to help save you a lot of trouble. Now, if you listen to me, I- I know why you came here because I killed Max Vasto. I give you a choice. Will you take money or will I shoot you right here? I'd take the money, but you didn't kill Max Vasto. Don't tell me what I did when I know what I did. Sandra told me one of his gang members was looking for me. But she doesn't understand the power of money. How much will you take to leave us alone to our happiness? What is much faster to you now that he's dead? Look, I don't want any money. I just want-

22:32I felt like a ghost. The gun was pointing directly at me, but nothing hit me. I was surprised. Albeit gratified. A little man must have thought I was wearing a bulletproof vest. He didn't look surprised though. He just pulled him. I disarmed him and pushed him down into a chair. I-I had to do it. I had to. I couldn't let you spoil the only bit of happiness I had left in my life. Mr. Polkis, you tried to shoot me and I'm grateful. It told both of us something. But again, with you, you can't kill anybody with blanks in your gun. Blanks, I don't know blanks. What did you get the gun? I-I always have guns. Always? And you don't know the difference between real bullets and blanks? You got it from Sandra, and she loaded it, right? Maybe you should know, Gunster. Look, I'm a private detective. Name a Sam Spade. Now, if you help me, I'll help you. When did Sandra give you this gun? Last Tuesday? Yes. Did you use it to shoot Barstow? Yes. Then he couldn't be dead, could he? This gun wouldn't kill a fly. And besides, I'm at Max Barstow tonight. Alive. I saw him fall to the floor, and blood came out of his coat with my own eyes. Mr. Polkis, you just came from Minneapolis with $175,000.

23:35You walked into a shakedown gang. There after your money, that girl Sandra's just baked. Don't speak about Sandra that way. Sure she tried to shake me up for money, but only because that men that Barstow maker, she was a slave. She couldn't get away from him. Why did she stay just a foamy murder with you killing Barstow? Oh, I don't know. I'm so confused. Tell me how it happened. How Barstow posed as a policeman. He fought me in Sandra's apartment. I was supposed to pay him $5,000, but Sandra told me she loved me. And Barstow was a racquetier. We were to meet in apartment 6 or 8 for to pay him. She gave me a gun to frighten him with, but instead I killed him. That's 5,000. They knew how much money you had, and they wanted to get all of it away from you. A foamy murder scare. Sandra definitely want my money away from me. She loves me. Mr. Polkis, I'm sorry, disillusionment should come to you so late in life. I say she loved me and I can prove it. How? This morning she became Mrs. Seawenth Polkis.

24:42That made me sit down and think things through a little more carefully. She could have gotten his money or most of it without marrying him. Maybe she did love him. Or maybe they felt he was too dumb to pay off. Or maybe she married him so she could murder him. And maybe it does another thing. His suitcases were packed and he said that he and Sandra planned to leave town tonight. He'd been waiting for her when I came in, but she was already too late. I could think of only one place she could be. So I left poor Mr. Polkis and went to the island. 314, the address honeycane had given me. And she was there. I was scared. I'm glad you came. I was scared. I didn't know what to do. I'm scared. Now honey quiet down and tell me what you're scared of off. In the bedroom Max is there. What's up? Nice job. When did you find him? 5 minutes ago. I was with him before. And then I went out for some Chinese food when I came back. Alright, alright. Who else was here tonight?

25:42I didn't see anybody. But what? He was awful mad at Sandra. Said she was double crossing him and he wouldn't let her get away with it. I went back to Polkis's place. He was gone. But his bags were still there so I figured he'd be back. I put out the lights and sat in a chair. Big one. Big me. Go ahead. Go ahead. Ask me what I'm doing here. Where's Polkis? He's on a train back to Minneapolis. I'm going to look for him. You're not going anywhere. Sit down. Yes, I am. I said you're not going anywhere unless it's the jail. What are you playing Mr. D. What are you playing Mr. D. Because you killed Max Barstow. Now tell me why. Oh, don't be a Joker. Why did you want? I'm not talking about the Fulney murder stage for the benefit of Polkis. Barstow was stabbed at a half hour ago. He was. He was. I saw him. You. Oh, Sam, I didn't. I saw him early because he was alright. You married Polkis to double-cross him. Didn't you? You were going to skip time with him.

26:42Sure I was. So why would I kill Max? Because he knew what you were going to do. That's why. I didn't. I couldn't kill anybody. You were planned for Polkis. A shove over the Grand Canyon. No, I. I love the old guy. Come on, we'll drop in a police headquarters. Oh, Sam. No. Sam. Nothing. I wouldn't take you with a US-ment thrown in. Well, you let me go if I tell you what happened. If I tell you who killed Barstow. Well, if you didn't do it, nobody could hold you for murder anyway. Baring. At Baring did it. We planned the whole thing together. It was a freeze out on Barstow. Somebody found out. It had to take care of him. I didn't have anything to do with it. I tried to sell him nothing. I'm not blind to tell him not to what. I've got a gun in my hand, Baring. So have I. Which one of us has got a shoot for? You wouldn't shoot. But he did. Period. End of report. Sam. Is that all? Well, what do you want? An echo?

27:42No. But he shot you and you're all right. Mm-hmm. Were they blind like the other guns? No, they were genuine steel-jacketed bullets. That's bad. You didn't listen carefully enough, Effie. I figured he'd shoot right away. He did once. Just as I jumped sideways and fired two shots back. Did you kill him? No, no. But he's down with a little case of lead poisoning though, under police guard. You're wonderful. That's true. All right, go type it up. Off with him. Three chimes mean good times on NBC. Tomorrow you're invited to a one hour concert by the renowned NBC Symphony, under the direction of Bruno Walter. Featured Zoloist for tomorrow's performance is celebrated violinist Joseph Fighetti, who will be heard in Mozart's brilliant concerto for violin and orchestra. It's the very finest in musical listening, every Saturday with the NBC Symphony. Here it is, Sam. But there's something I don't understand. Two wits.

28:42What happened to Nife, oh Mr. Polkis? I wasn't in his apartment waiting for Sam. Well, he did just what I thought he should have done. He walked down to the railroad depot and got on the first train from Minneapolis. Who knows? Maybe he's opened a new restaurant. Yeah. And what happened to Sam? Well, she's being held as an accessory to murder her. I don't know. I don't know. I don't know. I don't know. I don't know. I don't know. Well, she's being held as an accessory to murder among other things. Well, if they were married. That's enough, Fighetti. That's enough. Do you want me to make everything so simple that everybody will be able to figure it out? No. But you what? I get so confused sometimes. That's most of your charm, Fighetti. You know, if you were brisk and efficient and cold, we'd never have any fun. Would we? I guess not. We do have a good time at times, don't we? Yes, we do indeed. Like right now, coming. Oh, thank you. Fire in a man's veins. Nottinging. That's what? Don't say any more, Sam.

29:42I don't know what I might do. I'd love it, whatever it was. I better say goodnight, Sam. Goodnight, Sam. Goodnight, sweetheart. Good night. Tonight's transcribed adventure of Sam's Fade was produced, edited and directed by William Spear. Sam's Fade was played by Stephen Dunn. Luring Tuttle is Effie. Script for tonight's adventure by John Michael Hayes. The musical scoring by Ludblaskin, conducted by Robert Armbrister. Join us again next week, same time for another adventure with Sam's Fade. Sam's Fade lives a life of peril.

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