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

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

Three Decades of Life in the Mafia.taglines

Henry Loma [edit]

• As far back as I can remember, I always wanted to be a gangster. To me, beingness a gangster was better than being President of the Usa. Even earlier I showtime wandered into the cabstand for an later on-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 total of nobodies. They weren't like everyone else. I mean, they did any they wanted. They double-parked in front end of a hydrant and nobody ever gave them a ticket. In the summer when they played cards all nighttime, nobody ever called the cops.
• Paulie might've moved slow, simply it was but because Paulie didn't have to move for anybody.
• He knew what went on at that cab stand, and every in one case in a while I'd have to take a beating. But by then I didn't care. The way I saw it everybody takes a chirapsia sometime.
• Hundreds of guys depended on Paulie and he got a piece of everything they fabricated. And it was tribute, just similar in the sometime 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'southward what it's all almost. That'southward what the FBI could never understand. That what Paulie and the arrangement does is offering protection for people who tin't go to the cops. That's it. That's all. They're like the law department for wiseguys.
• I day some of the kids from the neighborhood carried my mother's groceries all the way home. You know why? It was outta respect.
• For us to alive whatever other manner was basics. Uh, to us, those goody-good people who worked shitty jobs for bum paychecks and took the subway to work every twenty-four hours and worried about their bills were dead. I mean they were suckers. They had no balls. If we wanted something, we just took it. If anyone complained twice they got hitting so bad, believe me, they never complained again.
• Now the guy'south got Paulie as a partner. Whatever problems, he goes to Paulie. Problem with the bill? He can go to Paulie. Trouble with the cops, deliveries, Tommy, he can call Paulie. But now the guy's gotta come upward with Paulie's money every week, no matter what. Business bad? "Fuck you, pay me." Oh, y'all had a fire? "Fuck you, pay me." Place got hit past lightning, huh? "Fuck you, pay me." Too, Paulie could practice anything. Particularly stitch bills on the articulation'southward credit. And why not? Nobody's gonna pay for it anyhow. And as presently every bit the deliveries are made in the front door, y'all move the stuff out the back and sell it at a discount. You take a two hundred dollar case of booze and yous sell it for a hundred. It doesn't matter. Information technology's all profit. And then finally, when there'south nothing left, when you can't borrow another buck from the banking company or buy another case of booze, y'all bust the joint 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. Yous got out of line, you got whacked. Everybody knew the rules. But sometimes, even if people didn't become 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 before 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 big bargain. We had a serious problem with Baton Batts. This was actually a touchy matter. Tommy'd killed a made guy. Batts was part of the Gambino coiffure and was considered untouchable. Earlier you could touch a made guy, you had to have a good reason. You had to have a sitdown, and you lot better get an okay, or you'd be the one who got whacked.
• Saturday nighttime was for wives, but Friday night at the Copa was always for the girlfriends.
• See, you know when you think of prison, yous get pictures in your mind of all those old movies with rows and rows of guys backside bars...Merely it wasn't similar that for wiseguys. It really wasn't that bad. Excepting that I missed Jimmy. He was doing his fourth dimension in Atlanta...I hateful, everybody else in the joint was doing real fourth dimension, all mixed together, living similar pigs. But we lived alone. And we owned the joint.
• [later on the Lufthansa heist] It made him sick to have to turn 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 besides, Jimmy was making nice coin with me through my Pittsburgh connections. [showing a montage of dead gangsters] But still, months after the robbery they were finding bodies all over. [police surround a truck, open it to see a dead human hanging on a hook like a meat husk] When they institute Carbone in the meat truck, he was frozen then stiff it took them two days to thaw him out for the autopsy.
• You know, we always called each other goodfellas. Similar you said to, uh, somebody, "You lot're gonna like this guy. He's all right. He'due south a adept fella. He'southward i of u.s.." Yous understand? Nosotros were goodfellas. Wiseguys. Just Jimmy and I could never be made because nosotros had Irish blood. It didn't even matter that my mother was Sicilian. To become a member of a crew yous've got to exist 1 hundred per cent Italian so they tin trace all your relatives back to the onetime state. See, information technology's the highest honor they tin can give you. It means you belong to a family and crew. It means that nobody tin fuck around with you. Information technology also ways you could fuck effectually with anybody just as long every bit they aren't too a member. It's similar a license to steal. It's a license to do anything. Equally far every bit Jimmy was concerned with Tommy existence made, information technology was like we were all existence made. We would now have one of our own as a member.
• [about Tommy's murder] It was revenge for Billy Batts, and a lot of other things. And there was cipher that we could do about it. Batts was a made homo and Tommy wasn't. And nosotros had to sit withal and accept information technology. It was among the Italians. It was real greaseball shit. They even shot Tommy in the face so his mother couldn't give him an open up coffin at the funeral.
• For a second, I thought I was dead, but when I heard all the noise I knew they were cops. Only cops talk that way. If they had been wiseguys, I wouldn't have heard a thing. I would've been expressionless.
• If yous're part of a coiffure, nobody e'er tells y'all that they're going to kill you. Information technology doesn't happen that manner. There weren't any arguments or curses like in the movies. So your murderers come up with smiles. They come as your friends, the people who have cared for yous all of your life, and they always seem to come at a fourth dimension when yous're at your weakest and near in need of their help.
• Information technology was like shooting fish in a barrel for all of united states of america to disappear. My business firm and cars were either registered in the name of my married woman or my mother-in-police. My commuter's license and social security number were phony. I never voted; never paid taxes. My nascency certificate, arrest sheet, and my service record from the Army were all that existed to prove to the authorities I was ever alive.
• See, the hardest affair for me was leaving the life. I however love the life. And nosotros were treated like movie stars with muscle. We had it all, merely for the asking. Our wives, mothers, kids, everybody rode along. I had newspaper numberless filled with jewelry stashed in the kitchen. I had a sugar basin full of coke next to the bed. Anything I wanted was a phone call away. Free cars. The keys to a dozen hideout flats all over the city. I'd bet twenty, thirty yard over a weekend then I'd either accident the winnings in a week or go to the sharks to pay back the bookies. Didn't matter. It didn't mean annihilation. When I was broke I would go out and rob some more than. We ran everything. We paid off cops. Nosotros paid off lawyers. We paid off judges. Everybody had their hands out. Everything was for the taking. And now it'south all over. And that'southward the hardest part. Today, everything is different. There's no activity. I have to wait around similar everyone else. Tin't even go decent food. Correct subsequently I got here, I ordered some spaghetti with marinara sauce and I got egg noodles and ketchup. I'm an average nobody. I get to live the remainder of my life like a schnook.

Karen Hill [edit]

• One night, Bobby Vinton sent usa champagne. At that place was nothing similar it. I didn't recollect there was annihilation foreign in whatsoever of this. You know, a twenty-one-year-old kid with such connections. He was an heady guy. He was really prissy. He introduced me to everybody. Everybody wanted to be prissy to him. And he knew how to handle it.
• I know there are women, like my all-time friends, who would have gotten out of there the infinitesimal their boyfriend gave them a gun to hide. But I didn't. I gotta acknowledge the truth. It turned me on.
• Well, we weren't married to nine-to-five guys, but the commencement time I realized how different was when Mickey had a hostess political party. They had bad peel and wore as well much make-upward. I mean, they didn't await very good. They looked mussed-up. And the stuff they wore was thrown together and cheap. A lot of pant suits and double knits. And they talked most how rotten their kids were and about chirapsia them with broom handles and leather belts. Only that the kids still didn't pay any attention...After a while, it got to be all normal. None of information technology seemed like crimes. Information technology was more 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 brain surgeons. They were bluish-neckband guys. The but way they could brand extra money, real extra money, was to get out and cutting a few corners...We were all then very close. I mean, at that place were never whatever outsiders around. Absolutely never. And being together all the time made everything seem all the more normal.
• We always did everything together and nosotros always were in the same crowd. Anniversaries, christenings. Nosotros only went to each other'due south houses. The women played cards, and when the kids were born, Mickey and Jimmy were always the first at the infirmary. And when nosotros went to the Islands or Vegas to vacation, we always went together. No outsiders, ever. It got to exist normal. Information technology got to where I was even proud that I had the kind of husband who was willing to get out and risk his neck simply to become us the little extras.
• But all the same I couldn't hurt him. How could I injure him? I couldn't even bring myself to leave him. The truth was that no affair 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, later on he gets cleared in courtroom] Congratulations, here's your graduation nowadays [Puts money in Henry's pocket]

Henry: For what? I got pinched.

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

Henry: I thought you'd be mad.

Jimmy: I'm not mad, I'm proud of ya. You lot took your first pinch like a man, and you lot learned the two about important things in life. Y'all listenin'? Never rat on your friends, and Always go along your mouth shut. [Gives Henry an affectionate light slap on the cheek and leads him out of the courtroom. Outside, Paulie and many of the other gangsters are waiting for him.]

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

---

Henry: You're a pistol! You're actually funny. Yous're really funny!

Tommy: What do you hateful I'thousand funny?

Henry: It's funny, you know. It'due south a adept story, it's funny, you're a funny guy!

Tommy: [dangerously] What do you mean? You hateful the fashion I talk? What?

[Anybody becomes quiet]

Henry: It's merely, you know, yous're only funny. It'south funny, the manner you tell the story and everything.

Tommy: Funny how? I hateful, what's funny almost information technology?

Anthony: Tommy, no, you lot 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're right.

Henry: Just —

Tommy: What?

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

Tommy: You hateful, permit me sympathize this, 'crusade, ya know maybe it'south me, I'chiliad a piddling fucked up perchance, just I'k funny how? I mean funny like I'm a clown? I amuse you? I make y'all express mirth, I'k here to fuckin' amuse you? What practise yous mean funny? Funny how? How am I funny?

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

Tommy: No, no, I don't know. You said it! How do I know? You said I'm funny. How the fuck am I funny? What the fuck is and then funny about 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 lot! Frankie, was he shaking? I wonder about you lot sometimes, Henry. Y'all may fold under questioning!

---

Karen: [narrating] After awhile, it got to be all normal. None of it seemed similar 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 brain surgeons, they were blue-neckband guys. The just way they could make extra money, real actress coin, was to go out and cutting a few corners.

[Cuts to Henry and Tommy hijacking a truck]

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

Karen: [narrating] Nosotros were all and so very close. I mean, at that place were never any outsiders around. Absolutely never. And being together all the time made everything seem all the more normal.

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

Henry: Do what?

Karen: This whole thing. Jeannie said her husband was sent to jail. God forestall, what if that happened to y'all?

Henry: Bet she didn't tell you why her husband went there?

Karen: How come?

Henry: To become abroad from Jeannie! Karen, when it comes to the Mafia no 1 goes to jail unless they desire to. We beat the organisation 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 become caught? Considering they fall asleep in the getaway motorcar.

---

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

Billy: Hey, Tommy, if I was gonna suspension your balls, I'd tell you to become home and get your shine box. [To his friends] Now this child, this kid was corking. They, they used to call him Spitshine Tommy. I swear to God! At present 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 most information technology, yous've been away a long time; they didn't get up in that location and tell y'all. I don't shine shoes anymore.

Billy: Relax, will ya? You flipped right out, what's got into you? I'm breakin' your assurance a picayune flake, that'due south all. I'm only kiddin' with ya.

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

Billy: Tommy, I'grand merely kiddin' with you. We're having a political party and I only came home, and I oasis't seen y'all in a long time, and I'1000 breakin' your assurance, and right away you're getting fuckin' fresh. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to offend you.

Tommy: I'm sad as well. It'southward okay. No problem.

Billy: Okay, salud. [moment of silence every bit he takes a drink] At present go home and get ya fuckin' shinebox!

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

Billy: [taunting] Yeah, yeah, yep, come on, come on! Come on! Let him get!

Tommy: Henry, he bought his fucking button! That fake old tough guy! Yous bought your fucking push! Go along that motherfucker here, keep him hither! [leaves]

---

Tommy: Spider, that cast on your pes is bigger than your fucking head. Side by side thing you know he'll have one of these fucking walkers. Simply y'all can still trip the light fantastic. Give us a couple of fucking steps, Spider. You fucking bullshitter, you. Tell the truth. You desire sympathy, is that correct, sweetie?

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

[Anybody, but Tommy, laughs]

Jimmy: I didn't hear correct. I tin can't believe what I heard. [giving Spider greenbacks] This is for you. I got respect for this kid, he's got a lot of fucking balls. Expert for you! Don't have 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 get away with that? What's this world coming to?

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

Henry: What is wrong with you?!

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

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

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

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

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

Anthony: How could you miss at this distance?

Tommy: You got a trouble with what I did, Anthony? Fucking rat, anyway. His family's all rats, he'd have grown up to exist a rat.

Jimmy: Stupid bastard, I can't fucking believe you lot. Now, you're gonna dig the fucking thing now. You lot're gonna dig the hole. I got no fucking lime, y'all're gonna do information technology.

Tommy: Fine! I'll dig the fucking hole, I don't give a fuck. What is information technology, the first pigsty I e'er dug? I'll fucking dig the hole. Where are the shovels?

---

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

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

Paulie: She's hysterical. Very excited. She'due south wild. And yous got to take it easy. You lot got children. I'k not proverb go back to her this minute, simply you lot got to go dorsum. Y'all got to keep upwards appearances.

Jimmy: I got the 2 of them come to my house every 24-hour interval commiserating, the two of them. I just can't have it. I can't do it, Henry. I can't do it. Nobody says you tin can't practice what y'all want. We all know that. This is what information technology is. Nosotros know what it is. Yous have to do what's correct. You accept to become home to the family. Y'all got to become home, okay? Look at me. You got to become home. Smarten up.

Paulie: I'll talk to Karen. I'll straighten this out. I know just what to say to her. I'll say y'all'll go back to her and information technology'll exist similar when yous first got married. I'll romance her. It'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 y'all go with Jimmy.

Jimmy: Yous come with me.

Paulie: Accept a good time. Sit in the sun. Accept a few days off.

Jimmy: We'll have a good time.

Paulie: After that, you'll get back to Karen. There'due south no other manner. No divorce. Nosotros're non animoli.

Jimmy: No divorce. She'll never divorce him. She'll kill him, but not divorce him. [they laugh]

---

Karen and her children are visiting Henry in jail

Guard: Mrs. Hill, this style. Sign this book, delight.

Karen signs ledger but something catches her middle

Name of Inmate: Henry Hill

Name of Visitor: Janice Rossi

Visitor's center

Karen: I saw her, Henry.

Henry: What are you talking about?

Karen: I saw her name in the register.

Henry: Jesus Christ.

Karen: Yous want her to visit you? Let her stay up all night, crying and writing letters to the parole lath.

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

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

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

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

Henry: Volition you lot stop it, Karen? Volition you lot stop it?

Karen: Permit her practice it! Let her practice it!

Henry: STOP IT!!!

[Kids react to anger; Karen starts to sob]

Karen: Nobody is helping me. I am all alone. Belle and Morrie are bankrupt. 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 downward to the police station and go on welfare.

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

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

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

Karen: I can't exercise information technology.

Henry: Yeah, you tin can. Karen, Heed to me. All I need is for yous to bring me this stuff. I got a guy in here from Pittsburgh who'll aid me move information technology. Believe me, in a month we're gonna be fine. Nosotros won't need anybody.

Karen: I'm agape. I'1000 agape if Paulie finds out...

Henry: Or I just say, Don't worry about him. He is not helping united states of america out. Is he putting any food on the table? We've gotta assist each other. We've just gotta-- Heed, We've gotta be really careful while we practise it.

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

Henry: Never.

---

Henry has just been released from prison

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

Henry takes a expect at the low-rent tenement his wife and kids are looking in and reacts with cloy

Henry: Karen, get packed. Nosotros 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 $xv,000. Who wants to go to Uncle Paulie'due south?

Children cheer. Cutting to Paulie'due south house where people have a big dinner. Later Paulie speaks to Henry in individual

Paulie: I do non desire any more of that shit.

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

Paulie: I mean the drugs! I do non want any more of that junk.

Henry: Paulie, why would I desire to become mixed up in that?

Paulie: Just don't do information technology. I am non talking about what yous did in the tin can. You lot go a pass for that. In in that location you had to do what you lot had to do to support your family. I am talking almost here and now. I do not want to finish up similar Gribbs. Gribbs got twenty years just for saying skilful morning time to some scuzz who was selling junk behind his back! Gribbs is lxx years old; the poor homo is going to die in prison. So I am warning everyone, it could be my son, it could exist anyone.

[Cut to Henry making cocaine]

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

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

Paulie: You fucked up good. You looked me in the centre and treated me similar shit; similar I was nobody.

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

Paulie: Take this.

[Paulie pulls a wad of greenbacks out of his pocket and hands information technology to Henry]

Henry: Thank you.

Paulie: And now I have to turn my back on you. In that location is no other manner.

Henry: [narrating] My reward for a lifetime of service to Paulie: $3,200. It was not even plenty to pay for my casket.

---

Henry enters a diner

Henry{equally narrator}: I got there 15 minutes early, Jimmy was already there waiting for me.

Jimmy: All my life I said, do not talk on the phone. Now you lot see why? Do non worry, I think you stand a skilful chance of beating this case.

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

Henry: Really?

Jimmy: Yeah. Constitute him hiding in Florida. How would you feel virtually 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 request me to go to Florida and do a hit with Anthony? [Screen resumes] That is when I knew I would accept never returned from Florida live.

Taglines [edit]

• Three Decades of Life in the Mafia.
• "As far back equally I can call up, I've always wanted to be a gangster."—Henry Hill, Brooklyn, N.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 violent have ability, a new generation carries on an old 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 Depression - 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'due south Mother
• Debi Mazar - Sandy
• Kevin Corrigan - Michael Hill
• Charles Scorsese - Vinnie
• Michael Imperioli - Spider
• Tony Sirico - Tony Stacks
• Samuel Fifty. Jackson - Stacks Edwards
• Vincent Pastore - Human being with Coat Rack
• Ray DeBenedictis - "Pete"
• Jerry Vale - Himself
• Henny Youngman - Himself

External links [edit]

• Goodfellas quotes at the Internet Moving-picture show Database
• Goodfellas at Rotten Tomatoes
• Goodfellas at Filmsite.org

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