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[indistinct chatter]
Well, we've all just been informed
that Jorginho left a will before he was murdered.
- You said that. - You told us this already.
For God's sake, I'm sleepy. Let's get going!
Everyone, please, the reading of a will is a very solemn moment.
Washington, where's the document?
- Uh, there. - Oh right.
Uh...
[laughs nervously] Dang.
I can't believe this.
- Are you sure you can do this? - Yes, I can.
[indistinct chatter continues]
So, anyway, let's find out about the last wishes of the deceased.
- Uh, Washington's reading it? - That's so inappropriate.
No, no, no. We have a lawyer right here. Let Maurício read it.
He is, after all, as everyone here knows, Jorginho's lawyer of choice.
- Handsome choice. - What was that?
Oh, I, uh...
Seriously, can he really be the lawyer of choice
if he didn't even know about the will?
Jennifer Tarantino, thank you for the compliment.
But I think you're missing the point here,
because it's more about the legal scope, you know, Thyellen?
- Excuse me. Thank you, Washington. - Is he talking about you?
- [whispering] Why is that? - Um...
"I, Jorge Peixoto, Brazilian, married, entrepreneur...
do hereby name to serve as my executor my best friend and confidante,
the one person I trust the most..."
I knew it was something.
- Darlison? - Is he serious?
Right, the person he trusts the most...
"...Washington Rodrigues, the butler."
[gasps and snickers]
- Washington Rodrigues. - Shut up!
[Maurício] Washington. He's been here forever. That makes sense.
Yup, the guy was his best friend.
So there it is.
Washington's reading it.
[blows nose]
[clears throat]
"Therefore, being of sound mind and free of any coercion,
I have decided upon writing this will,
in which I drew up my final wishes concerning my assets and estate...
to be divided in the manner described hereunder."
I'm gonna have to Google what he's saying, because, honestly, I'm very confused.
[laughs] Don't understand a word.
Sorry, Washington. Go ahead.
[clears throat]
"My one heir is hereby entitled
to 50% of my entire estate."
Ha! And that means Yara, my daughter. How about that?
And for those of you who are terrible at math,
I'll have you know that 50% is half of everything.
So just in case anyone here tries to rip us off,
everyone has been informed.
- [scoffs] - [Bete] That's right.
You know, I'm sleepy, but I might as well.
Just because you're sleepy doesn't mean Áquila is dumb.
[overlapped shouting]
[laughs]
And...
[all shouting indistinctly]
And...
"And when it comes to all of my other assets..."
[Jorginho] I'll take everything in my will and split it between the three women.
A FEW DAYS EARLIER
This is changing. Just keep writing everything I say.
Besides the island, the church, and the salon,
the cars, the works of art, the commercial properties,
the nightclubs, love hotels...
all of my businesses related to nightlife
are going to be split up using a similar framework.
So, Bete, Patrícia, Thyellen will be wrapped up in each other.
[coughs]
May I go on?
Huh?
What salon?
You just keep your hands off...
[Áquila] Hey, stop.
Thyellen, you get your own island and a beauty salon?
- Come on, a beauty salon! - Yeah, I can't believe it.
- [laughs] - Okay, come on.
Wait, what about a boat? You need a boat to get to the island.
You need a boat if you have an island. Must be a boat.
Enough. Maurício. My sleeping pills have kicked in.
- You take over from here. - She's high. Crazy woman's taking drugs.
[overlapped chatter]
You better watch yourself!
[indistinct arguing]
- Whoa! - Geez!
- [Zanina] What's this about? - Let them go on.
- The cooking lady's getting antsy. - Come, Washington. Go on.
Thank you.
"Also part of the estate of the deceased
involves the spa Nauê."
[gasps] What about Nauê?
How come my spa is a part of this mess and the mansion is not?
Because it's my house,
and your little spa was a total dumpster before Jorginho put our money into it
to fix it up.
- [Patrícia laughs] - If he fixed it up, Patrícia,
it's because he saw my potential.
Yeah, right, it's pretty clear what kind of potential he saw in you.
It's true.
You cobra.
[Washington] Ladies, ladies, please.
The house is the final item of the will.
[clears throat]
Here is what it says.
"The house will be equally split,
all furniture included,
between the three women."
All three.
Ah! No way.
Oh God, it's glorious!
What about my daughter? It's Yara's!
Just try and calm down, okay?
You got an island, a salon, and a house!
[overlapped arguing]
Oh God.
Washington, I need you to sign this document as a witness, please, okay?
- But Mr. Jorginho, um... - Hmm?
...you aren't planning to die anytime soon, right?
That's plan B!
In case Thyellen, Patrícia, and Bete don't agree with plan A.
Huh?
Here's my alternate idea.
I die. Whoa!
A car accident that's very well planned out.
A beautiful funeral that you set up. Classy flowers, the works,
with a closed casket.
Hey, relax.
No plans to die anytime soon.
Just sign it. Come on.
As they say, "Only the good die young." Right?
[laughs]
Okay, look, Yara receives 50%.
- Me? - With Bete's share: 16.6%
We have 66.666%, and I'm making sure everybody's square.
- That's the number of the beast. - I'll be right back.
The number of the devil. Oh no, baby. This is bad luck for sure.
Yeah, Mom, you know it doesn't get any worse than that, Mom.
Listen here, I'm not sharing anything
with the gang from the past.
And definitely not with some gold digger future mistress.
- She's not a gold digger! - And not a mistress.
- Or a mistress. - Okay, guys. Come on.
It's obvious that I am the one Jorginho was actually wanting to build a life with.
- I think we can all agree on that. - My God!
[overlapped chatter]
- [Raul] That's true. - Jorginho wanted to screw over
every single person here.
Has anybody even put it together that he didn't leave any of us any money?
But hold on, I was his current partner, and...
- [Maurício] That's right. - So not right now.
- It's time for bed. - Mm-hmm, exactly.
So I'll do the request tomorrow to nullify the will.
- Is that even legal? - [Bete] Oh great.
And while you're at it, let them know that legally, on paper,
I'm still married to Jorginho.
In other words, honey, there's a good possibility
that we'll all be staying.
Is this true, Maurício?
Legally speaking, yeah. That's how it works.
- [sighs] - [Bete] So my family isn't going anywhere.
You want to be kicking people out? May I suggest the fake Christian?
- Good pick. - Relax, Thyellen.
Thyellen, just be cool. Thyellen, Thyellen...
Oh, bless you all.
- [Bete] What's the problem? - Listen...
- [indistinct chatter] - Huh?
...he really wanted me to be his wife, along with everything he had,
because for Patrícia, as far as I know, he really couldn't stand her.
Right? Xandra, isn't that right?
- [Xandra] What? - Huh?
How would I even know any of that?
You're all a living hell!
- [Xandra] Patrícia! - [Zanina] You're the living hell.
No, Xandra, no way. Xandra, not now.
[overlapped shouting]
[Bete] You have nothing to do with this!
See, Thyellen?
I told you you'd have something. Jorginho was crazy about you.
I'm not sure he was.
But I'm making sure these people think he was.
I'm not sure where we'll live.
If that manic woman makes us leave this place, we're truly fucked.
[gasps] Sorry. Sorry.
What matters now is that you're rich.
So there. Rich-rich, Thyellen.
Now we have to learn to fight so we can keep it.
- See? Give me a little smile. - [laughs]
Do a smile for me, Thyellen. Give me a big smile.
- [laughs] - Rich.
- [birds chirping] - [intriguing music playing]
- Good morning, my dear Washington! - Good morning, Detective.
- After a little more evidence? - You can bet on that.
The victim was murdered right here, so that means the killer is still here.
As the saying goes, "The walls have ears," you know what I'm saying?
Yeah, but unfortunately not mouths.
[chuckles]
Fortunately, my friend, suspects have mouths.
Hey, you know what? I didn't sleep at all last night.
- Did you? - [sighs]
I'm going in, sir.
Oh! I can't stop thinking about it either.
There are so many things going on in this house.
- It's terrible. - Look right here.
All hell is breaking loose, and here's Áquila doing gymnastics.
Just working out. Taking care of my health,
which is what you really should be doing.
Hey, kiddo, with an inheritance like this, shoot,
health, okay, ain't an issue.
We all know you'd rather gossip than be caught working out, right?
- Shut up, girl. - [Darlison] Good morning.
- Oh, hey, sweetheart. - [Bete] Oh, look.
Don't come trying to charm us with your smooth talk, Darlison.
I want you to tell me what the hell you're still doing in this house.
[Darlison] I'm working, Bete.
- Then tell me, what's your job? - Jorginho's personal assistant.
- Can't you tell? - [Bete laughs]
Darlison, you really better explain your deal with Jorginho.
[Darlison] I don't have to explain anything,
especially since I'm not the one here with the shady past.
What did you say? There's nothing shady here.
- [grunts] - [Bete] Well, I, for one, just hope
nothing else comes up that you aren't able to explain.
Hmm?
[thunder rumbles]
THE NIGHT OF THE CRIME
What a surprise, Áquila.
Let's just stop this right now, huh?
I really missed you, Áquila. You know that?
Because you have guts.
- A lot. - Yeah.
And I especially have them when it comes to my family.
Family?
Family. What is family? Huh?
Where would we be without family, Áquila?
I want to show you something I've kept here.
You'll really like to see it. Something small, sweet, poetic.
Something splendid.
It's something only the great poets could write, you know?
All your threats are here, Áquila.
I saved each one, you know, because I knew they would...
serve us one day.
So let's go Shall we show these to everyone, hmm?
You know I only did that because of the fact that you were blackmailing me!
You know you were, Jorginho.
Only on the phone.
It's different from doing it in person.
Yeah? I'll threaten you to your face, man. How's that sound?
Don't mess with me on this, Jorginho!
[thunder crashes]
Or what, Áquila?
[Bete clears throat]
Look, I had nothing to do with this crime, okay, Bete?
And you know I would never murder anybody, ever.
No, I don't, Áquila. I really don't.
I'm not going to have this argument, okay?
If you'll excuse me.
[Yara] Jeez, you were harsh on my uncle.
You didn't let him explain himself.
Well, there are things you can't explain, Yara.
Keep your damn self out of it, Darlison! Just mind your business!
Yara is right, kiddo.
You just take a minute,
and when you're more calm, go talk to your brother.
What the...? He's...
- Check it out. - Oh. Hello.
- What's wrong? - Hi there.
Oh no.
[screams]
[Bete] What's he doing?
I think he's dancing.
- [Zanina] No, come on. - Yeah, dancing.
- [Bete laughing] - [Zanina] Oh, he's crazy.
- What is he...? - Is this man twerking?
- How you gonna...? - He's stripping.
Respect my mother, man! Leave your clothes on! Come on!
[Bete] Is he trying to get naked?
- [Darlison] He's a stripper now. - [yelps]
- [Bete screams] - Whoa! Whoa!
[Zanina] Oh my God! Oh my God!
Look at that! What the hell?
Jeez, man.
[Zanina] What the...?
- You need a hand? - Goodness, man, our pool!
What are you...
[sighs]
[Maurício] I swear I didn't know about the will.
Oh, I believe you.
It's your complete incompetence I'm pissed about here.
Oh my God. How the hell do we fix this, Maurício?
Like we always do. We pay our way out.
And how, Maurício? All the cash is fucking gone!
It's a momentary obstacle.
- Ugh! - Yeah?
I need some time. I was caught by surprise.
By a dead man? Ah!
Oh, but Jorginho's full of mischief, even from the grave.
- Calm down. - Oh, I'm calm.
- This crime is perfect. - How is it perfect?
Yeah, hear me out.
If any beneficiary is involved in the crime,
then they forfeit every claim of inheritance.
Oh, so we have to frame someone then.
Voilà.
Let's frame that prude little bitch. That makes the most sense.
There, done.
No, not her. I don't want to go with that woman.
- And why not? - I think it makes more sense
to go after the people with the largest piece.
That is, the Oliveiras.
That's hard to do.
How would we frame them?
[Darlison] Am I interrupting?
Got a minute, Patrícia?
Ah, yes, she does.
She does, because we're done here, my wonderful, gorgeous Darlison.
[laughs]
- [snaps fingers] - Thyellen? Whoo!
Come on. Snap out of it.
Gosh.
You know what? You have to focus on the good things Jorginho left us.
Check out this huge garden.
I'm even thinking about shooting my music video here.
Really, Raul? Don't you need a song first?
[scoffs]
- Well, I don't have a song yet. - Right.
But the video is fully formed in my head.
I mean, take a look at that statue, Thyellen.
This statue right here will totally be in it.
Who do you think this is?
Reminds me of that kid's show host.
People with enough money for a statue like that,
wouldn't get someone from Brazil.
She looks like Angelina Jolie.
It could have been inspired by her.
Like that song that I wrote, remember?
Well, you think inspired, though the band thought it was plagiarism.
The police came. Oh my God, I love that story.
Dwelling on that. That's your problem, Thyellen.
This is a representation of Aphrodite,
the goddess of love.
Aphrodite? Wasn't she from Knights of the Zodiac?
- Knights of the Zodiac? A guy? - Wasn't that the anime you used to watch?
Pisces Aphrodite, with that blue hair. Remember, he had the mascara?
Yeah, wasn't there an episode where they slept together?
No, that was Shun who slept on top of Cygnus Hyoga.
God, that brings back good memories. Thanks, Thyellen!
- You really loved it. - You're damn right.
See? Even the cartoons from back in the day weren't completely straight.
[laughing]
- And what's your story? - That I'm really into you.
I was actually talking to Thyellen.
Well, I'm a Christian, right? So I choose to be straight.
And remain straight for my whole life.
Oh, but that's old-fashioned, you know.
Times change. There's a bunch of LGBTQIA+ churches now, so...
Check that out. She's beautiful and smart.
I bet you'd be good helping me write some lyrics, right, Xandra?
Yeah, you could help Raul write, Xandra. Give him some good tips.
- Huh? - Only because he's your brother.
Gee, thanks. I gotta go, okay?
But isn't Thyellen staying for this?
Thyellen! Why don't you stay... stay with us?
No?
[giggles]
- [Áquila] Ahem! Busy? - Mm! Mm!
No, no, I'm not. We're just playing.
- Am I interrupting? - Well, nothing's happening. We're playing.
Hmm, this "nothing" looks extremely hot to me.
I was wondering, now that we brought it up,
did Jorginho happen to know about this "nothing"
that's happening between you two?
Sheesh, you, um... you sound like a saucy villain from a soap opera.
I got to go.
Hmm.
A widow found sneaking around here with the dead man's assistant.
Very interesting.
It really makes it look like you two have something to do with the murder.
- Doesn't it? - What do you want?
Oh! Me?
Nothing.
But if I were you, I'd hope the detective doesn't pop in here unannounced.
[billiard balls clack]
[giggles]
[billiard balls clack]
- Your clothes, sir. - [laughs]
- Why, thank you. - You're welcome.
[upbeat music]
Ha!
[sniffs]
What's this?
[laughs]
Jorginho.
So rich...
yet you smoked such cheap cigarettes.
That's very suspicious.
[gasping]
A surviving motherfucker!
[video game beeping]
- Washington. - Uh, yes?
- Please. - Sir?
There's something very confusing.
This big mansion where you host parties, and dinners, banquets,
art exhibits, festivities.
There's not one single ashtray for cigarette butts, filters.
- I haven't seen one. - Patrícia removed all the ashtrays
from the whole house because she didn't want Jorginho to be tempted.
- Okay, but... - But it didn't work, right?
Allow me to offer my assistance in the investigation.
Another set of eyes. How about it?
- Fresh perspective. - [scoffs]
You know what? An investigator doesn't require freshness.
He needs the bitter taste of reheated coffee filling up his mouth.
He needs the stale smell
an old leather jacket worn during a very long, brutal career can bring.
I caught Jorginho sneaking out for a smoke on the night of the crime.
- Oh. - See there, Mr. Fresh?
Psst.
I may know of a surviving ashtray.
[wind chimes tinkling]
[Xandra exhales]
Hey! Oh!
Sorry for messing up Xandra's concentration here.
Although it's probably too late for that.
[laughs]
I'm doing an impression of those guys selling stuff.
Pretty convincing?
Uh...
Anyway, just wanted to talk to you about that thing...
[whirring loudly]
Couple minutes! Won't take very long!
[inaudible over blender]
You keep doing your thing.
Go on and finish mixing whatever this is, I'll be here.
Just waiting for you to finish up making this... whatever it is.
[laughs] Take your sweet time.
- So... - Raul.
What?
You see, what I'm doing is re-energizing the molecules
all according to the intention I put in them.
So I thought we'd talk more about the goddess of love you mentioned earlier.
- Ah! Aphrodite. - Yeah, her. Sweet.
So in Greek mythology, Aphrodite was the goddess of love,
and beauty, and sex.
Uh, yeah, so I'm confused about the sex part.
I'm sorry if I'm being too forward, right? Now I just...
But that doesn't really seem to fit, right?
I mean, they didn't have sex, right? Like, gods having sex?
[laughs]
Oh man, you're wrong about that. They did it all the time.
- You know? - [blender whirs]
- Oh man. - What?
Hey, man, I'm telling you. Believe me. Aphrodite had thousands of lovers.
Oh yeah?
Including even mortals.
- Oh, that's nice. - Yeah!
So you're telling me, like, a mere mortal like Raul here
has a chance with a goddess like you?
Hmm?
- [gulps] - [laughs]
Raul, I think you've got the wrong idea here.
What wrong idea, Xandra?
I've been into you ever since the very first time I saw you.
And we'll be spending more time together with the lyrics,
though I think you have something else in mind, acting all loosey-goosey...
I'm going to help because of Thyellen.
- I'm serious. - Yeah, if that's the problem,
then we'll keep this thing between us a secret.
My lips are sealed.
But there's nothing here, Raul.
Nothing.
Shh.
You know I'm scared too, my love.
This is new for me too.
- I'm going to be honest, huh? - Hmm?
- Listen. Listen. - Hmm?
Just don't stop.
I will get your number from your sister, right?
Uh-huh.
And I'll send you some texts, articles about mythology to help you.
- How about that? Okay? - Uh-huh.
But just wait. I will text you first, okay?
Don't you text me. You'll ruin the surprise.
- Sure, that sounds good. - All right.
[laughs]
- So turn your notifications on! - My cell phone battery's at 100%.
[laughs]
Xandra, Xandra.
Look at her, making up reasons for her to get my number.
So romantic. Wow.
[gulps]
Oh.
[grunts]
Oh.
Yeah.
♪ What a classy girl ♪
♪ My sassy, beautiful girl ♪
♪ You're the honey in my eye ♪
Oh, my sweetheart.
♪ You're so crazy ♪
♪ And you're making me crazy ♪
♪ We're meant to be together in heaven ♪
Whoo!
♪ Classy girl, classy girl ♪
You two stay and keep an eye out.
[sighs]
Patrícia didn't like him smoking, so he came here.
[intriguing music playing]
Okay, now...
[grunts]
- [objects clatter] - Hear that?
[Yara gasps]
Charles?
Oh, can you smell that? It smells like gas.
I'll shut the valve.
- Are you okay? - I'm fine, are you okay?
Yara, look at all the cigarette butts.
Man, that makes sense. I saw him light a cigarette outside.
- But he must have been coming here. - Yeah, but he didn't,
because, bam, he would have blown up.
Quite the stroke of good luck.
Good luck? I wouldn't call it good luck.
If you consider the way Jorginho ended up.
- Yeah. We should get out of here. - [Charles] Yeah, let's go.
Relax, Washington. Relax.
It would take a little more than a little bit of gas
to bring down Detective Charles Nunes.
Charles, for God's sake, breathe deep. Clean your lungs.
You inhaled a whole bunch of gas in there.
Yeah, well, the one positive to allergies, Yara,
is that it actually somehow ended up protecting...
[Yara] Oh shit.
- Are you hurt? - No, no.
- Because you fell down. - I'm fine, I'm just, uh...
collecting evidence here, see?
This here butt must be Jorginho's,
when he smoked out here the night of the crime.
- Anything peculiar about the butt? - [Charles] Yes, yes!
There's a particular marking, an orange stain.
- Look. - [camera shutters click]
[gasps] Jesus! Oh my God!
Father, give me patience so I don't strangle Raul!
[Raul] Thyellen! Let me finish taking a dump.
- I'll be right out. - Raul! What are you doing?
Trying to look like a killer?
And a thief?
- [Raul] It's Aphrodite, my muse! - Your muse? Are you insane?
Thyellen?
- Hey. - What a...
coincidence, I mean, I was thinking about you.
- Who, me? - Yeah.
- Oh. - In the hallway, I saw some...
a movement in your room and I was like,
"Damn, I want to know what Thyellen is doing right now."
- So, what are you doing? - Now? I...
I'm just getting this statue out of here and back in the garden.
I'll do it.
Thank you.
Thanks.
- [loud crack] - Oh!
- Oh my God. - My lower back is out!
- What? - My lower back, Thyellen! Ow! Damn it.
- Why don't...? Oh my God. - Damn it. Damn it. Damn it.
You want... what should I do?
Oh God, it hurts so much to even lie here.
- What if I do this? - I don't know.
Maybe get on top of me. Use your weight to set my back right.
Please, Thyellen.
Oh, that's better, Thyellen.
Oh man, I think there's something on my lower back.
I can feel it rising. Getting bigger, you know?
Swelling in the middle of my back. If you just push with your hands.
- Maybe it'll help. - I, uh... I can...
- Right here? - Uh-huh! Oh!
But I think you... you can push...
- Yeah? - [moaning]
- [Thyellen] Like that? - [Maurício] Yeah, just like that.
Oh man, you're so good at this.
Oh yeah, keep going.
Don't stop.
Oh my God, it's really getting better.
Wow, you're really good.
[Raul] Oh, it's coming out, Thyellen!
- Oh, it's coming out, Thyellen! - Raul!
That's gross! There's someone here.
[Raul] It's the song, it's coming out!
- What is happening here? - [Thyellen] Oh, the song.
Um... so...
- Yeah, I should probably go now. - Okay, that's good.
Much better. I'm good.
- Okay. - Okay.
- Bye. - Bye.
[sighs]
- [Raul] All done! - [toilet flushes]
- Feeling better, Detective? - Frankly speaking,
takes more to knock me down besides a fall.
Got a pretty thick layer of some orange pigment, I think,
on this cigarette.
- Oh no, Washington! - Yes?
Did the deceased wear lipstick?
- Not that I'm aware of. - Must be achiote.
Oh! Of course!
It's very likely, actually, that among Jorginho's eccentricities,
he participated in Indigenous rituals, which often used achiotes,
and wrapped them up with a cigarette, right?
[Yara] No, there's achiote in bobó.
He must've smoked that cigarette after bobó that night.
That's evidence, right, Detective?
That was my very next hypothesis.
Wow, could you please stop anticipating by reasoning so obviously?
It's very unprofessional.
You know, what if the gas leaking in the shed
was actually somebody sabotaging?
Why would they do that?
[gasps]
Uh, 'cause someone knew Jorginho would always go there to smoke.
Yes, but that night he smoked outside and didn't get blown up.
But they wanted to blow him up inside, right?
But he didn't blow up inside, did he?
- Unless someone... - Yes, of course!
The plan went wrong.
So the killer probably got really desperate at this point,
so they followed my father here,
- and ha! - [gasps]
Improvised the fatal stabbing.
That's it!
It was staged as an accident, but the murderer was forced to improvise.
[laughs]
Shh!
[sultry music]
Back for another drink?
[Patrícia sighs]
[gasps] Oh, look.
"V, viper," five letters.
[gasps] "Pa...
Patrícia..."
Oh, jeez.
It doesn't fit. Huh, strange.
[gasps]
I'll just put down "cobra."
What's your deal, Áquila?
What kind of scam are you and your family up to?
Watch your mouth, fair lady, when you talk about my family.
And here's a hint: don't use Darlison as a basis for comparison.
We're very different.
Is that right?
Isn't Darlison in on it with you?
If anyone here is "with" Darlison,
you know damn well who it is.
Don't you?
Say it. You trying to get rich?
- [chuckles] - Huh? How much for your silence?
You may not believe this, but...
not everybody's for sale, Patty.
[chuckles]
Wanna solve this one?
I don't know if you're up for it.
It's pretty advanced.
My friend, oh,
I only do levels designed for experts.
- Hmm. - Hmm!
[Áquila laughs]
[slurping hiss]
[Patrícia] I've seen this handwriting before.
Where's Jorginho?
He's out, Patrícia.
A FEW WEEKS AGO
At his usual appointment. Everyone knows what it is.
And have you been able to find out who she is?
Relax.
I'm sure this relationship won't last.
I can see they had a big fight,
because I intercepted a letter from her.
And check out these wild threats she made to him.
[Patrícia] I thought the threatening letters were from a mistress.
Life really can surprise you.
Áquila.
You're mine now, you fucking motherfucker!
[laughs]
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