Niles Crane is confined in the hospital. He and Daphne read the get well soon cards sent for him.
Niles: Oh, this one’s from your mom. Oh…kitten in a basket of yarn.
Niles laughs. He reads the card.
Niles: “Dear Niles, I know we haven’t always gotten along.”
Niles Crane looks for the rest of the note, but there is none.
Niles: Isn’t that sweet?
Frasier Crane arrives with Roz who brought flowers.
Frasier: Hey Niles, look what I found in the parking lot.
Roz: Hi, Niles. It’s good to see you.
Niles waves at Roz.
Roz walks over to Daphne.
Roz: How’s he doing?
Daphne: The doctor says, he’s just great.
Roz: Well, he looks just great.
Roz whispers to Daphne.
Roz: Why is he so pale?
Niles: He’s always this pale.
Daphne: I’ll take those.
Daphne smiles and takes the flowers that Roz brought.
Frasier: Well Niles. You’ve got quite an impressive array of flowers here. Uh…oh, dear Lord. Who sent mums?
Niles: Those are form Jaime, our squash valet.
Frasier: Really? You know, when I had the flu, Jaime didn’t send me so much as a card.
Niles: You didn’t have the flue. You barely had the sniffles.
Frasier: I almost threw up. Who knows? Mums might have been just the thing to cheer me up. Guess we’ll never know now, will we?
Roz: I’m so sorry you have to go through all this, Niles.
Niles: Oh, I’m pretty used to him by now.
Niles: Oh, right. The…um.
Niles points at his heart.
Niles: Yes, well…thank you. Who knew all those years of foie gras and brie would finally catch up with me.
Daphne: You know, Frasier. You might want to get yourself checked out. You eat a lot of that stuff, too.
Frasier: Oh, yes, but I also drink a lot of red wine. Now, Niles, you’ll be happy to know that your prognosis is excellent. I have done some research. I have detailed the procedure and made copies for each of you. Here we are.
Frasier hands a copy of his report to Daphne.
Frasier: I also took the liberty of checking out your surgeon.
Frasier hands a copy to Niles then to Roz.
Frasier: A fine choice. True, he did have a few brushes with the law as an undergrad, and you all now how I feel about Tulane’s medical school.
Everybody nods in agreement.
Frasier: But, on the bright side, he has been extensively published, and his reputation is stellar. Now, if you’ll all please turn to page seventeen in your handouts. Now, where is Dad?
Daphne: He stepped outside for some coffee.
Frasier: Ugh, I specifically used laymen’s terms for his benefit.
Frasier Crane puts down Marty’s copy on the table.
Roz: How’s he handling all this?
Niles: He’s positively chirpy. In other words, he’s terrified.
Frasier: Yes, when we were kids, whenever one of us was sick or hurt, Dad would try to keep us from worrying by pretending the problem didn’t even exist.
Frasier sits at the foot of the bed.
Niles: Nonchalance was his coping mechanism.
Niles: Things always turned out all right, though.
Niles Crane nods, and smiles.
Frasier: It will this time, too.
Niles Crane nods. Roz turns to Daphne.
Roz: How are you holding up?
Daphne: Well, you know?
Roz: You know what? I think you should think of something really cool to do when all this is over—like a big trip. That way you can have something to focus on.
Daphne: I can’t think about that right now.
Martin Crane arrives.
Marty: What the hey?! You still in bed? It’s nine in the morning. Up and at ‘em, lazy bones!
A doctor enters the room.
Dr. Ling: Hello, I’m your anesthesiologist, Dr. Ling.
Dr. Ling shakes the hand of Niles Crane.
Dr. Ling: How are you feeling today?
Marty: Oh, don’t let this faker fool you. He’s just trying to get out of work.
Frasier Crane laughs.
Dr. Ling: If you’re feeling at all anxious, I can give you a mild sedative.
Niles: No, thanks.
Frasier: Are you sure, Niles? Dr. Ling went to Duke.
The phone rings. Daphne Moon-Crane answers the phone.
Daphne: Hello? Can I ask who’s calling? Just a minute, please.
Daphne Moon-Crane puts his hand over the receiver, and turns to his husband.
Daphne: It’s Maris. Do you want me to make up an excuse?
Niles: No, that’s okay. I’ll talk to her.
Daphne puts the phone on the bed, and hands the receiver to Niles.
Niles: Hello? Well, yes. How did you hear? Ah…Jaime is a bit of a gossip. Luckily, they discovered the blockage before I had a major event. Well, thank you. That wasn’t the nurse that was my wife. Yes. Daphne. We were married a couple of months ago. No, well, uh, that’s not really my fault you didn’t know. Sounds to me like your argument is with Jaime. Well, if it makes you feel any better. We didn’t invite anyone.
Niles Crane puts his hand over the receiver, and turns to Dr. Ling.
Niles: Dr. Ling…
Niles Crane signals that he now wants the mild sedative.
Niles: Uh…uh-huh. Yes, of course we invited him. He’s my brother.
Dr. Ling injects the mild sedative in Nile’s IV.
Niles: Yes, Williams-Sonoma, and Tiffany’s.
Niles Crane puts his hand on the receiver, and quickly turns to Dr. Ling.
Niles: Keep it coming.
Dr. Ling: Now, in just a few moments, we’ll be ready to wheel you down to the O.R.
Frasier: He’ll receive general anesthesia once he is on the operating table. Now, if you’d like to follow along in your handouts, I could take you through the first steps of the procedure.
Daphne: The doctor explained everything to us yesterday.
Frasier: Yes, but did he have an mnemonic verse that goes along to the tune of “Camptown Races”?
The doctor arrives.
Dr. Schafer: Hello!
Frasier: Ah! Dr. Schafer.
Dr. Schafer stands up.
Frasier: I was just explaining my brother’s procedure to my family.
Frasier Crane walks over to Dr. Schafer and shakes his hand.
Frasier: I’ll hand the floor over to you.
Dr. Schafer: Thank you…
Frasier: Frasier…Dr. Crane.
Dr. Schafer: Oh, great.
Dr. Schafer turns to Niles Crane.
Dr. Schafer: Well, once you’re under we’ll begin by inserting some tubes to monitor your blood pressure then while one team harvests the saphenous vein from your right leg I’ll be opening up your chest.
Frasier: Excuse me, uh, if I may, um…wouldn’t a mid-CAB be less invasive? I have done some research into the matter, and I believe that is the prevailing methodology.
Dr. Schafer: Well, you may read about that in Reader’s Digest, but a mid-CAB is only appropriate for limited blockages.
Frasier: My source is not Reader’s Digest. It is a Harvard colleague. Harvard being my alma mater. Harvard! Now, if I’m not mistaken, the blockage is in the left anterior descending artery.
Dr. Schafer: And the right coronary. Look, in my expert opinion, I’m doing what’s best for this patient.
Frasier: And my expert opinion says otherwise.
Dr. Schafer: Well, if you’re such an expert maybe you should perform the surgery.
Frasier: Maybe I should!
Marty Crane stands up.
Marty: Frasier, you are not operating on your brother.
Frasier: Suit yourself.
Dr. Ling: Maybe it would be best if everyone stepped out while Dr. Schafer talks to the patient.
Dr. Schafer: Mrs. Crane, you’re welcome to stay.
Frasier Crane turns to Niles Crane.
Frasier: Niles, I’ll…I’ll see you before they wheel you in.
Upset Frasier Crane walks out of the room. Marty and Roz Doyle are right behind him.
Frasier: Well, I’ll tell you one thing about that Dr. Schafer’s people skills. I am not a fan.
Marty: Well, will you leave it alone? You’re being a big pain.
Frasier: Yes, well, I happen to know a thing or…
A nurse walks by. Frasier Crane stops mid-sentence.
Frasier: A thing or two about bypass surgery. He was totally condescending to me.
Marty: He was just trying to let you know who’s in charge. I’m sure, at the first sign of trouble, he’ll run right out here to consult with you.
Roz: This is so weird. 24 hours ago, we didn’t even know anything was wrong with Niles. It just goes to show you can’t take a second for granted.
Marty: Sure can’t. Can’t take people for granted, either. You just never know.
Frasier: It’s true. That’s why you should always tell the people you love just how much they mean to you.
Roz: Well, I hope you guys know how much I care about you.
Marty: Oh, geez, sure we do. And we care about you, too, Roz.
Frasier: Of course, Roz, you’re like family. And Dad, I hope you know I love you even at your most difficult.
Marty: Well, I love you too, Son, even when you treat me like a child.
Roz: Frasier bosses everyone around. It’s just his way.
Frasier: Well, perhaps if people behaved more competently, I wouldn’t be so bossy.
Marty: Maybe you wouldn’t be so bossy if you didn’t always focus on how everybody else behaves.
Roz: That’d be the day.
Frasier: Yes, well, maybe that’s because human behavior is my profession.
Marty: Well, you can take a ay off once in a while.
Roz; No kidding.
Fraser: Who asked you, Roz?
Daphne Moon steps out of the room.
Daphne: Niles is going off to surgery soon. Come and wish him well.
Daphne returns to the room.
Frasier: You know…we really should tell her how much she means to us, too.
All nods. Daphne Moon sits by the side of her husband, Niles Crane.
Daphne: How are you feeling?
Niles: I’m a little woozy. Maybe I should lie down.
Daphne Moon softly chuckles.
Niles: Oh, now, Daphne, you know all the important papers are in my top left-hand drawer…
Daphne: Let’s not talk about that right now.
Roz, Marty, and Frasier overhears their conversation, and hesitates to enter the room.
Daphne: You just relax.
Niles: Okay, Daphne. You know, Daphne, they do these procedures hundreds of times.
Daphne: I know.
Niles: Okay. It’s practically routine, Daphne.
Daphne: Why do you keep saying my name?
Niles: I just want to say it as many times as I can. Daphne.
Daphne Moon fights back her tears. Marty Crane tries to cheer them up.
Marty: What? Still in bed? Will you look at this goldbrick. Well, if you’re gonna be loafing around all day, you might as well have something to read.
Marty Crane shows him the comic book he’s holding.
Marty: I know how you love your Archies.
Niles Crane laughs.
Niles: Thanks, Dad.
Niles reads the front cover of the comic book.
Niles: Oh, a Jughead Double Digest.
Marty Crane puts down the comic book, and turns to his son.
Marty: I’ll be here waiting for you. I love you, Son.
Niles: I love you too.
Marty Crane walks away from Niles’ bed. Frasier Crane walks over to Niles.
Niles: Frasier, I have a confession to make.
Frasier Crane holds his brother’s hand.
Niles: Remember when we were kids and I was wearing your opera cape, and you pushed me down the stairs?
Niles: You didn’t push me. I jumped. I was trying to fly like a Valkyrie.
A nurse and an orderly arrive with the bed that would transport Niles Crane to the operating room.
Frasier: That’s not important right now. The important thing is that you get well, all right?
Orderly: Dr. Crane, Mrs. Crane, it’s that time.
The nurse and the orderly push the movable bed to the side of Niles’ bed.
Orderly: Okay, we’re going to need you to slide over.
Niles: Boy, the hospital’s an interesting place, isn’t it?
Frasier: How so, Niles?
Niles: Oh, all roads lead to the hospital. We’re born here, we get sick here…
Niles Crane slides over to the movable bed.
Niles: And we get well here. Always these big, dramatic moments, and the hospital just gobbles them up. You think a hospital has memories? I bet it does. I bet when I walked in, it thought…”Oh, you again. You’re the little boy who broke his leg in 1966. Hello, old friend. Wow, a talking hospital. That would be cool. When are these drugs gonna kick in?”
Niles Crane who had lied down earlier, sits up.
Niles: I don’t know why I need surgery. This is the best I’ve felt in years.
Ordery: Oh, easy. Easy.
Niles Crane lies down again.
Niles: Daphne, Daphne, Daphne, Daphne, Daphne…
Orderly: Okay, you ready to take a little trip?
Frasier: I think he already is.
Daphne: Can I just have a second?
Orderly: Of course.
Daphne stands by his husband’s bed.
Daphne: I’ll be here when you wake up.
Daphne: I promise.
Daphne Moon kisses his husband, and caresses his cheek. They all watch as the orderly rolls Niles Crane out of his room. Niles Crane remembers the time he broke his leg.
Marty: What do you mean you don’t like Archie? It’s a riot. You got your Jughead, your Reggie, your Mr. Weatherbee…
Niles then remembers sitting by Maris’ bedside after her cosmetic surgery.
Niles: Please stop crying, Maris. The doctor can always cut off more next time.
A nurse hands a clipboard to the orderly. The orderly signs it. Niles remembers Daphne’s last words.
Daphne: I’ll be here when you wake up.
The orderly with Niles reaches the operating room.
--THE WAITING IS THE HARDEST PART—
Roz and Daphne are browsing through magazines, while Frasier watches his father look for a magazine to read.
Marty: How come these places never have any magazines for men? It’s all hairdos and recipes, and butt exercises.
Frasier: I was just thinking about what Niles said about the hospital, and the things that happen here.
Marty Crane browses a women’s magazine.
Marty: Oh, geez, would you look at this, “Ten Saucy Secrets To Please Him In Bed”. You know damn well there are only four. The rest are just do-si-dos.
Frasier: It’s like the whole tapestry of life keeps replaying itself within these walls.
Marty Crane continues reading.
Marty: I used to bust people for that one.
Frasier: You didn’t hear a word I said, did you?
Marty: Yeah, I did. “Hospital…tapestry of life.” Whoa, that’s a nice kitchen.
Frasier: You’re a sentimental fool, Dad.
Flashback: Martin Crane introduces young Frasier Crane to his newly-born brother Niles.
Marty: Well, here he is. Frasier, say hello to your new brother.
Frasier: I don’t like him.
Martin Crane laughs.
Present Day: Daphne, Roz, Frasier, and Martin Crane sit at the waiting room. Marty suddenly chuckles.
Marty: Remember when you were little and you convinced Niles that we were all figments of his imagination? The whole world was just in his mind?
Frasier: I told him we disappeared whenever he left the room.
Frasier and Marty laughs. Roz and Daphne smile.
Marty: Yeah. For months, he was always darting into rooms to make sure we were all still there. Scared the crap out of me. I was ready to kill you.
Frasier: What made you think of that?
Marty: I don’t know. Just thinking about Niles.
Frasier: Well, he must be all right. We’re all still here.
Daphne: I don’t think I’ve ever been this frightened in my whole life.
Frasier: Well, Daph, according to my timetable, Niles is probably off the bypass pump by now. All the blockages have been bypassed, and the myocardium is now receiving normal blood.
Marty: How come you know all this, but you’re stumped by an electric barbecue fork?
Frasier: Because the human heart was not designed by some idiot in Japan.
Roz: You know, Frasier, maybe now’s not the perfect time to go into detail.
Daphne: It’s all right, Roz.
Frasier: You see, she knows. Knowledge is our ally against anxiety, which happens to be the theme for today’s Best of Crane, which is being broadcast over the airwaves right this moment.
Roz: Oh, yeah. They’re piping it into the operating room instead of using anesthesia.
Roz and Marty laugh out loud. Frasier laughs too.
Frasier: Very funny, Roz.
Roz: Oh, I hope the doctors have their earplugs in, so they don’t fall asleep, too.
Daphne and Marty laugh.
Frasier: All right, we get it.
Roz: Seriously, if I was ever going to rob a bank, and I wanted to knock out the guards…
Frasier: All right, Roz.
Everybody falls silent. The vending machine catches Marty Crane’s attention.
Marty: Hey, is that a Chunky in there?
They all look at the vending machine.
Frasier: Looks like one.
Marty: It’s been a long time since I’ve seen one of those.
Marty Crane searches his pocket for some change.
Marty: What are they asking for it?
Frasier: Looks like it’s 85 cents.
Marty: Oh, does it only take the exact change?
Martin Crane pulls out his wallet from his back pocket.
Frasier: Looks like there’s a dollar slot.
Martin Crane looks at his wallet.
Marty: Oh, all I have is a ten. Will it take a ten?
Frasier: Get off your ass, and look.
Roz: They usually just take singles.
Marty: Oh, anybody have a single?
Roz, Daphne, and Frasier look for a dollar.
Frasier: How can you think about eating now?
Marty: What would you rather have me thinking about?
Roz: I’ll get you some change.
Marty: Oh, thanks, Roz.
Martin Crane hands Roz his ten dollars.
Roz: I’ve been sitting way too long, anyway.
Roz walks over to the nurses’ station.
Roz: Ah, excuse me…Colleen? Do you have any ones?
Colleen: I think so. Let me check.
Roz Doyle remembers the time she rushed her baby to the hospital.
Roz: Excuse me.
Colleen: Can I help you?
Roz: Yes, there’s something wrong with my baby. She has a little rash on her cheek. I looked in the book, and I don’t think it’s chickenpox.
Colleen inspects the rash.
Roz: But it does look a little like scarlet fever.
Colleen: Is this your first child?
Roz: Yes. Why?
Colleen: I think this is lipstick.
Present day: Colleen looks at Roz after scouring for change.
Colleen: Would a five help?
Roz: No, I’m afraid I need ones.
Flashback: Roz is relieved.
Roz: Oh, thank God.
Roz kisses her baby.
Roz: Oh, look at that. That’s probably how it happened. Thank you. Colleen, I won’t forget you.
Colleen waves at Roz.
Present Day: Colleen turns to Roz holding up some cash.
Colleen: I’m sorry. All I’ve got are fives.
Roz: Oh, thanks, anyway.
Colleen: Do I know you?
Roz: I don’t think so.
Colleen: Trust me, I’m really good with faces. Thanks.
The doctor arrives at the waiting area.
Doctor: Mrs. Crane. Your husband’s doing well.
Doctor: He’s off the pump, and his heart is beating on its own.
Frasier: How’s his blood pressure?
Doctor: 100 over 60.
Frasier: Could be better. Did you thoroughly suction the cardioplegic solution? You see, I’m a doctor.
Doctor: Oh, yes, Dr. Schafer told me about you. He said if you started asking me questions, I should do this.
The doctor turns around, and walks away.
Frasier: Oh, I get it! Very nice!
Roz: Well, that’s good news, right?
Marty: Oh, yeah. Great.
Roz hands Marty back his ten dollars.
Roz: They didn’t have any change.
Marty: Oh, shoot.
Everybody falls silent for a minute.
Marty: What are you reading, Daph?
Daphne: I have no idea. I must have read the same paragraph ten times. I don’t know how you’re getting through this.
Marty: Well, it’s not like the old days when heart surgery was a big thing. Nowadays, they do it so much, it’s like going in for a haircut. Read the paper, and wait till he’s done.
Daphne: But aren’t you scared?
Martin Crane becomes uneasy.
Marty: Uh, I wonder if that guy has a dollar. I bet he does. Uh, excuse me.
Martin Crane walks over to the man to avoid answering Daphne’s question.
Daphne: Oh, no!
Daphne Moon tosses the magazine on the table then opens her purse.
Marty: what, Daph?
Daphne: I don’t believe this. Excuse me.
Daphne Moon walks over to the payphone. Frasier Crane follows her.
Daphne: I was supposed to bring Niles’ cell phone in any case any of his patients called so I could refer them to Dr. Wells. Now, I’m gonna be calling his stupid cell phone every two minutes to check his mailbox!
Frasier: Here, let’s use my cell phone, all right? We can take turns calling.
Daphne and Frasier return to their seats.
Daphne: He asked me to do this one simple thing, and I forgot. I’m such an idiot.
Frasier: Now, don’t go beating yourself up. You didn’t do anything wrong. Come on. I’ll dial first.
Flasback: Young Frasier Crane warns young Niles Crane with the broken leg.
Young Frasier: Now, look Niles, as far as Dad knows. I had nothing to do with your leg breaking, right?
Young Niles: You pushed me.
Young Frasier: Yes, and in exchange for your silence, you’ll get ten of my records.
Young Niles: Even the Shostakovich?
Young Frasier: Not that one.
Young Niles: Then forget it.
Young Frasier: Okay, fine.
Young Frasier Crane hands Young Niles Crane a contract.
Young Frasier: Sign here, and initial here.
A younger looking Martin Crane arrives.
Marty: You still in bed, Mr. Lazybones? Well, if you’re gonna lie down around all day, I got you something to read.
Young Niles: The Charterhouse of Parma?
Marty: Better. Archie.
Present Day: Martin Crane arrives as Frasier Crane drinks at the water fountain.
Marty: Well, hello, Chunky.
Frasier: I beg your pardon.
Marty: Got some change.
Martin Crane drops the coins into the vending machine’s slot. Daphne Moon who is on the phone is annoyed.
Something else catches Martin Crane’s eyes. He gasps.
Marty: Hey, is that a Marathon bar? Oh, geez, now I don’t know what to get.
Frasier: You should go with your first instinct, Dad.
Marty: I haven’t had a Marathon bar in years.
Frasier: All right then, get a Marathon bar.
Marty: Come to think of it, I think they quit making Marathons back in the eighties.
Frasier: Then you should get a Chunky.
Marty: Uh, although…I kind of want to get a Marathon bar just to see what it looks like on the inside.
Frasier: All right, all right, just get the Chunky!
Marty: All right.
Frasier presses the button.
Marty: It’s stuck! Oh, great, you had to have Chunky!
Frasier: Oh, fine! All right! I’ll get it!
Frasier Crane puts his hand inside the hole, and tries to pull the stuck Chunky out of the vending machine.
Roz: What is going on?
Marty: We have a stuck Chunky.
Roz: Why did Chunky stick his arm in there?
Frasier: Oh, not me, the candy.
Daphne Moon walks away.
Frasier: I give up.
Roz: Don’t worry, Martin. I’ll stop by tomorrow, and get us some Godiva.
Marty: But I want my Chunky.
Frasier Crane shakes the vending machine. Daphne Moon returns carrying a fire extinguisher.
Daphne: Excuse me.
Frasier Crane steps aside. Daphne Moon smashes the vending machine’s glass with the fire extinguisher. Nurse Colleen watches them then dials the phone. Daphne pulls out the Chunky from the vending machine. She turns to Martin Crane.
Daphne: Chunky, was it?
Daphne Moon hands Martin Crane his Chunky. Seconds later, Daphne Moon breaks down in tears. Roz Doyle runs to her.
Roz: Oh, oh, Daphne.
Roz Doyle comforts her friend.
Roz: It’s okay. It’s okay. Everything’s gonna be fine.
An orderly arrives.
Orderly: Do I need to call security here?
Marty: uh, no, it’s all right. I’m sorry about this. Kind of a tough time.
Orderly: All right, but keep this area clear until I can get it cleaned up.
Frasier: Right, and we’ll pay for this.
Marty: And, I already paid for this.
Martin Crane pulls out the Chunky from his pocket. The orderly leaves. Frasier rushes to Daphne.
Frasier: Daphne, I know you’re in hell right now, but in just about twenty minutes comes the disconnecting of the ventilator and the extubation. You can see it all in the diagram on page 24C.
Daphne: He’s not a diagram! He’s my husband! And he’s on a table with his chest cut open! I’m sorry if I can’t handle this as well as the rest of you, but I’m terrified.
Roz: Daphne, it’s okay. Just calm down. When all this is over, we’re just gonna…
Daphne: There is no “when this is over”! There’s no tomorrow, no next week, no next year! There’s nothing until he comes out of there, and I know he’s okay!
Daphne Moon walks away.
Marty: Why don’t you sit down, Son?
Martin Crane walks over to Daphe Moon.
Roz and Frasier take a seat. Martin Crane tries to comfort Daphne Moon.
Marty: Nobody meant anything. It’s hard as hell for all of us to be here.
Daphne: I know. It’s just…I hate hospitals. I hate them. I hate all of this.
Daphne Moon walks away.
Marty: I know.
Flashback: A doctor shows Martin Crane his wife’s X-rays.
Doctor: I’m afraid your wife’s X-rays don’t look good.
All return to their seats.
Roz: Waiting is the hardest part.
Later, Niles Crane’s operation is over. Daphne Moon whispers to her still unconscious husband.
Daphne: Niles…you did great. The doctor said it went even better than he expected. I’m so proud of you.
Nurse: He’ll be out all night. Why don’t you get something to eat?
Daphne: I’ll be here when you wake up.
Daphne gives Niles a kiss on the forehead.
Daphne leaves the room. She closes the door behind her, gives a sigh of relief, and smiles.
In Daphne’s mind, she sees Niles carrying their eldest daughter in his arm, and introducing her to their newborn baby.
Niles: Say hello to your new sister.
Daphne: Look, she’s smiling at you.
Later, Niles is now awake. He laughs as he reads Jughead. Seconds, later he loses interest. A nurse arrives. He instructs the nurse to give him more drugs then he starts enjoying the comic book again.
This is not the actual script. This is my own transcription of the episode. The “Rooms with a View (Part 2)” episode was written by Dan O’Shannon & Lori Kirkland & Bob Daily. Frasier is owned by CBS Studios Inc., Paramount Pictures and Grub Street Productions.
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