Shadowhunters: The Mortal Instruments (2016–…): Season 1, Episode 11 - Blood Calls to Blood - full transcript

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Previously on Shadowhunters...

The other dimension.
Is it like this one?

It is
an alternate timeline,
in a sense.

Just shut up and kiss me.

Isabelle Lightwood,
by order of the Clave,

you are under arrest
for high treason.

If she is convicted,
she'll be stripped of
her runes and banished.

- Are you and Jace okay?
- No.

Our parabatai bond,
it's so weak.

Did Meliorn lie to us?



He said that
that Portal would
take us to my father.

Jace, how do you know this man?

He's my father.

Dad?

Son.

Oh, Jace.

I can't believe it.

Son, you're hurt.
How did you find me?

You're dead.
Valentine killed you.

Valentine's...
Valentine's here.

No, Jace. It's me.

I'm Michael Wayland.
I'm Jace's father.

Look, I know what Jace told you,

but I've been here
for ten years.



Valentine took off and left me.

And Jocelyn Fairchild?

He took her with him.
You are?

I'm Clary, her daughter.

Meliorn, the Seelie,
told me that he was
here with her.

Jace, no!

It's Ravener venom.
He kept telling me
he was all right.

We have to find your
father, not my father.

Valentine's...

His stele.
Where is it?

Back pocket.
Back pocket.

Get it.

What's wrong?

The rune is weak.

Ravener venom must be spreading.

We have to get him help.
We... We closed the Portal.

Valentine's got
a standing Portal.

Let's go.

Hey, Jace,
stay with me. Hey.

Do you remember our
first demon fight?

We were way out
past the Institute,
way up at Kinshasa.

You were only eight,
but you were so brave.

Do you remember what you said?

"I'm ready to die."

And then I said,

"Sometimes it's as brave
to live as it is to die."

Do you remember?

I do.

It's true.

It's you.

Let's go.

All I know is,
we gotta get you
out of here.

All right,
who do we know
in Idris?

The only people who care
are Mom and Dad.

But they're under
suspicion themselves.

Uh, what about Lydia?

Lydia?
Yeah.

Why do you keep going there?

She is prosecuting me.

You said she had no choice.

She doesn't.

Everyone has a choice, Alec.

I made mine.

Let me just get through this

without losing my self-respect.

Look, I know you don't
want to believe this,

but Lydia said she would help

if we can give her
a way to do it.

Maybe I can get her
to delay the trial.

Why?

So I can sit here,
playing computer solitaire,

while they find something else
to blame me for?

I'm just a scapegoat
to the Clave.

They want the Cup.

So let me buy some time
to find it.

Hey, Jace and Clary...

Disappeared through a door
to God knows where.

You said they're lost forever.

And so is the Cup.

What if I was wrong?

I can't find Jace because
I weakened our bond,

but that doesn't mean
he can't be found,

or that he can't find us.

We need more time.

You're grasping at straws now?

Izzy, listen.

I'm your big brother.

Please, let me
help you for once.

I can't eat this.

You are in no position
to be picky.
No, I...

I can't eat this.
I can't eat at all.

I can't just go
to a restaurant,
order food,

and just sit there
and stare at it.

You need to learn
how to adapt to what's
in front of you.

On the plate,
around the meat,
what do you see?

Blood.
What should I do,
lick it up?

That would be suave.

See? You're all set.

And that move is supposed
to help me look normal?

Yeah, maybe a wine glass
would be better.
Probably.

We need help!

Clary, what happened?

We thought we found Valentine,
but he was already gone.

Michael Wayland?

Valentine took
my mother with him,
but we found Jace's father.

What?
I thought Valentine
killed Jace's father.

He tried.

Hello, Lucian.

This can't be.

I thought
I'd never see you again.

I never thought
I'd see anyone again.

What happened?
Demon got him.

He can't fight the poison.

His runes are too weak
and he needs blood,

but we can't go back
to the Institute.

Simon.

Simon, there's gotta be
some kind of blood
at Hotel DuMort.

Could you call Raphael?
Can you get some water?

I'll get some.

Calling won't work.
We have to do this
in person.

My van is in the garage.

You drive,
I'll hide under a blanket
to stay out of the sun, and...

there's underground
parking in the hotel.
Okay.

He's weaker.
You gotta hurry.

Jace, listen to me.
I'm coming back.

Please, just hang on.
Please.

Please.
Clary?

Simon, let's go.
Come on.

- Here you go.
- I thought you were dead.

There were rumors that...

Everybody thought
they were true.

He tried to kill me,
but I survived the attack.

I've been a prisoner ever since.

I never thought
I'd see him again.

How did you survive
what he did to you?

Jocelyn pulled me through.

You were there.
Did he hurt her?

No, and he won't.
We both know that.

He'll never stop
loving Jocelyn,
even if he wanted to.

She'll be safe.

He's awake.

Jace, help is coming.

We'll talk later.
Be with your son.

Hey, Jace.

I'm so sorry.

Sorry? Why?

What you saw...

What you thought
Valentine did to me...

it shaped your life.

That wasn't the way
it was supposed to go.

Am I wrong to want to kill him?

Many have tried.

I'll succeed. I swear.

Why can't we just take
what we need and leave?

If we were transfusing
goat blood, no problem.

But human blood,
that's against the Accords.

I'm surprised
you know that much.

Why do you keep
doing that to me?

If you worked on controlling
your enhanced senses,
as you should,

you wouldn't be surprised.

Clary...

you really have to stop
barging in here.

Sorry, Raphael.

We need blood.
So I've heard.

Human blood.

Funny how those rules
for Downworlders

stop being such a big deal
when you need our help.

No can do.

Okay, listen. Come on.

Last night,
I bumped into Bernice.

Mmm.

She overheard a couple
of bridge and tunnel vamps
gossiping about Camille.

You said Camille took
a leave of absence, right?

Yeah. Yeah, yeah.
They didn't care
about that.

They said she kept around
a couple of humans.

Apparently,
she'd feed on them,
but never went all the way.

What are they called?
Uh, sub... submissives?

Keep your voice down.

They're called subjugates.
Horrible things.

Even Camille got sick of them.

Okay, so, they're gone.

But keeping around
human beings just to
drain at cocktail hour,

that's against the Accords.

Camille had a taste
for the real stuff.

I know from experience.

She had to have
something on ice.

I'm sorry.

If you want to tattle
to the Clave about Camille
draining humans, fine.

I'm the new administration.

Yeah.

You could probably
get over on them
with that line,

but you weren't exactly
an innocent bystander
in my case.

We agreed not to discuss that.

Did we?
Funny, I can't really remember.

Hey, did you
ever tell the Clave
what Camille did to me?

You can't.
I'd be implicated.

Then help us.

Raphael,
Jace will die without it.

I can't believe
you'd do this to me.

Blackmail.

Save it.
You're getting off easy.

What's his blood type?

Go for type O.
Universal donor.

Thank you.
Simon, let's go.

Yeah, not so fast.

I like the way
you handled yourself
in this negotiation.

Stick around.

I'm ambassador
to the werewolves.
It's very time-consuming.

Let me take
that burden off
of your shoulders.

As of now, you've been recalled.

You're advisor
to the interim
chapter president.

Don't complain.

My new advisor has to stay here.

It's okay. Just go.
Really.

Thank you.

Both of you.

The message said,
"Have everything ready.

The trial will
begin immediately."

She's on her way.

Yeah, but that
doesn't make any sense.

Why rush this?

We both know
that Clary and Jace
are still out there.

Clary and Jace aren't
on trial for high treason.

Oh, come on.

We both know
there's nothing solid
to pin on Isabelle.

If we just delay this
for a couple of weeks, it...

Guards, at ease.

Excuse us.

I understand you've
cooked up some kind of
a marriage with...

I can't imagine
what's in your mind.

It's a suitable marriage
for both of us.

Well, I won't dispute
that right now.

As long as it doesn't interfere

with your case
against his sister.

You have my assurance.

I need your word, Branwell,

not flaccid reassurance.

What we are seeing
is the same pattern

Valentine showed
before the Uprising.

Bending of the Law,
wanton defiance
of Clave order.

Ma'am, I don't honestly believe

Valentine was involved
in the Seelie escape.

Spare me your honest belief.

Everything's out of control.

We were fools to believe
Valentine was dead.

Now his daughter has the Cup,
and he's out there somewhere.

I won't have it.
I'm sorry, Inquisitor.

Why are you sorry?
You didn't steal the Cup.

Just do your job.

Be efficient, be competent,
be useful to the Clave.

We'll begin this evening.

The transfusion helped.
He's much better.

He's gonna wanna see you.

But, uh, can I, um,
talk to you for a minute?

Of course.

I'm... I feel
as if I know you.

You're so much like your mother.

You're fearless,
and loving, and you got
a mind of your own.

A little stubborn, perhaps?

I should probably work on that.

Maybe not.

It served Jocelyn well.

She hid you from
Valentine long enough

for you to grow up
without him poisoning
your mind.

It was complicated...
the way I grew up.

But I know she loved me,
whatever else.

There was no
whatever else for her.

I knew she was carrying you
when she fled from Valentine.

But I never told him...

no matter how much
he tormented me.

Valentine thought
my mother was dead.

Why would he ask about her?

Because he never gave up hope.

Would it help if you knew
how much he loved her?

And he would have loved you too.

He's fierce in his love.

Because he was so twisted.

He's a mass murderer.

And...
now he has her somewhere.

Clary, I swear,

I will help you
find your mother.

I saw and heard a great deal
while I was a prisoner.

Maybe that's my destiny.

To bring your family
and mine together.

Go see Jace.

Hey.
Hey.

You're looking much better.

Yeah, uh... fresh blood.

These vamps may be
on to something.

I, uh... I just talked
to your father.

Yeah? Yeah, uh... Something's...

I don't know,
it's hard to explain.

Do you remember that story
you once told me

about the boy who trained
the falcon with kindness?

That was you, wasn't it?

He broke your falcon's neck.

I ruined it.

It wanted to be fed.
It wouldn't hunt.

But he must have known
it would hurt you.

He's so loving now.
Why would he do that?

We're not mundanes, Clary.

He had a lesson to teach me.
That's how it's done.

Maybe I'm just jealous.

And I know this doesn't help,

but I wish
we found Jocelyn, too.

Yeah, well,
maybe finding your father

will help lead us to Valentine.

Meliorn said so.
Seelies can't lie.

Yeah.

And they take
tangled paths
wherever they go.

Although I think it's because
they see more that way.

When we were on our journey,
I, uh...

found something
I didn't even know
I was looking for.

Tell me.

Do you remember
the other dimension?

I, uh...

We said things...

Felt things...

Was that me?

Was it... was it you?
Was it...

was it even real?

This is real, Clary.

This is you... and me.

Here and now.

♪ ...of the sunrise ♪

♪ When you leave me behind ♪

♪ I felt your hands
in my hair ♪

♪ I felt your breath
on my neck ♪

♪ Yeah, I need
to feel you again ♪

But why would
Valentine tell a prisoner
what he was planning to do?

He didn't.
Well, not directly.

But he gave me
a way to learn
all about his plans.

How do you mean?

He injected me
with Downworlder blood.

The pain was excruciating.
Sometimes I was sick for days.

But it's not often
you got a Shadowhunter
to experiment on.

So I guess that's why
he always stopped
short of killing me.

But, little by little...

I developed enhanced
hearing and vision.

If the Seelie scouts
were able to find us here,

it's only a matter of time
before more dangerous
enemies turn up.

So we need to make
a move against the
New York Institute now.

See, I don't need
more than one Forsaken
to breach the wards.

The Clave will throw
everything it has at you.

So I need a base
of operation closer
to the Institute.

They will look everywhere

except right under their noses.

What about Renwick's?

Who's Renwick?

It's not a who.
It's a where.

It's a deserted
smallpox hospital

on one of the islands
of the East River.

Under our noses is right.

And we can't track over water.

He left me to die in that cage.

Valentine never wasted
time on compassion.

He won't get any from me
when the time comes.

Before it does,
you need a strategy.

Waiting a day could mean
the difference between
failure and success.

Okay.

Clary and I will
scout Renwick's tonight.

Jace, don't.

Your runes are still weak.
Luke and I will go.

Just take this
extra time to rest and...

I'll be fine, Clary.

Jace, please.

Don't let her
get you into trouble.

You know what?

I'd rather be
stripped of my runes
and sent into exile...

than be part of this world.

What kind of people
sacrifice justice for law?

That's very noble, Izzy.

But the high road's
not gonna look so great

when you're running
for your life

from a pack of demons
with no Shadowhunter
powers to protect you.

Jocelyn lived as a mundane.

You know Jocelyn had her
runes and her weapons.

You think the demons
won't find you?

You haven't exactly
kept a low profile.

You can't just
let them convict you.

You need an advocate.

Tired of bickering
over the guest list
for your wedding?

I need to ask you something.

Hmm. Will it take long?

I have a life to live,
and there's not much
for us to talk about.

It's not about me, or...

any of that.

This is about my sister.

Oh, I see.

Are you referring
to the fact that
your adorable fiancee

has Isabelle
on trial for treason?

What can I do for you, Alec?

My sister wants you
to be her defense attorney.

I said I would ask.

But I'm sorry to bother you.
I know...

a Downworlder can't defend
a Shadowhunter in court.

But a Shadowhunter
accused of a crime
can choose any advocate.

That can't mean a Downworlder.

The Clave was so
rigid and prejudiced

back in what they call
the Time of Angels

that they didn't dream
of a Shadowhunter asking
a Downworlder for help.

They didn't even
bother to exclude us.

So, since, as you all say...

"the Law is the Law..."

there's no stopping me
from slipping through
this gaping loophole.

For the right price.

Name it.
You.

In fact, I'll do you pro bono.

Anything else?

What else is important to you?

What else tells me
that your sister means

enough for you to
make a real sacrifice?

Oh... I know.

Your bow and quiver.

How about that?

Done.

Hmm.

What Jace's father said
about you turning
into a werewolf?

You told me that's
what Valentine said
when it happened.

It was common sentiment then.

Something's not adding up, Luke.

How did you know
Michael was dead?

Rumors.

When the Lightwoods
took Jace into the
New York Institute,

we thought Michael got hit.

There were a lot of
Circle members

who were trying to avenge
Valentine back then.

Was that 19 years ago?

It was 20. Why?

Twenty.

Luke, look.

Ahh!

Come on! Again.

Come on!

Something's wrong.

Us Shadowhunters mend quickly,

but after all my time in prison,

I shouldn't be able to get
a shot in on you.

You're still weak.

It's my bond with
Alec Lightwood.

He purposefully weakened it
trying to find me...

and Clary.

Clary.

What do you mean, "Clary"?

You were with Clary
instead of Alec.

If he was so desperate
he weakened the bond
to find you,

you were hiding from him.

How does that happen?

Clary has the Mortal Cup.

The Clave wants it.
Alec sided with the Clave.

We can't trust the Clave.

And you don't trust Alec?

So Clary means more to you.

No, I do. I trust him.
This is different.

It should be.

But I've been watching you.

When she suggested
that she and Luke
go to scout Renwick's...

Well, she was right.

You said so yourself,
I needed to train.

Nothing would have stopped
the Jace I know from
going on a mission,

even as a child.

I see how attached
you are to her,
but this kind of thing...

doesn't always
make you stronger.

Shadowhunters
have relationships.

Yes, of course.

When we find someone,
it's for life.

But we're also warriors,
born to serve.

And some of us are meant
to render greater
services than others.

I thought you were one of those.

Getting involved too
deeply with any woman

will only weaken your resolve.

So you're saying
I can't be with Clary?

I'm saying it wasn't
what I expected of you.

But seeing you two...

What kind of father
would deprive his son
of that happiness?

Maybe you should rest.

Will I survive if I touch it?

If you tell the truth.

By the power of this sword,

do you swear to
defend your client with
integrity and honesty?

No argument from me on that.

Make your case, warlock.

My case is simple.

It is true that
Isabelle Lightwood

acted against
the orders of the Clave

by trying to free
the Seelie, Meliorn.

But she did not act against
the interests of the Clave.

Preventing the
forced questioning

and possible death of a Seelie

may have saved the Accords.

We're not here to speculate
what might have happened

if the defendant
hadn't interfered.

You mean what
might have happened

if she hadn't stopped
the Silent Brothers
from torturing a Seelie?

I await a valid argument.
Do you have one?

What you really
want is the Mortal Cup.

My client doesn't have it.

Since this whole
proceeding isn't about
what it's really about,

I move to have
this case dismissed.

You're out of order.
No.

This whole thing
is out of order.

It's not Isabelle's fault.
It's the Cup!

Put the Cup on trial!

We couldn't even
count the demons.

Yeah, but we still gotta
get Jocelyn out of there.

That would be a suicide mission.

Doesn't have to be.

I have the Cup.
Demons have to obey me.

That's what Valentine wants.

He knows
you'll do anything
to save your mother.

He wants you to
take out the Cup
and use it.

- And if I do?
- He'll take it.

And he'll kill us, too.

Let him try.

You have led us to believe
that you alone carried out
this operation.

But Clary Fairchild
was seen near the City
of Bones that night.

Maybe she was out for a walk.

And you expect us
to believe that you
distracted the guards,

and escaped with the
prisoner on your own?

Pretty slick, right?

I suggest you think about
how slick it would be

when Valentine
uses the Mortal Cup

to raise an army of
rogue Shadowhunters.

I don't want
Valentine to succeed.

Well, that's
the first sane thing
I've heard from you.

You know what's insane?

Thinking we have
the right to treat

a Downworlder's life
as worthless.

Isabelle, I should warn you
that everything you say here

will be considered
in the verdict.

Good.
Consider this.

Valentine didn't
come out of nowhere.

We use our angel blood
to justify everything we do,
just like him.

Like him, we forget that
we are not only angels.

We are part mundane.

We can be afraid.

And fear makes us cruel.

And we turn our fear
to Downworlders
just as Valentine did.

And just as he did...

we will end up
turning on each other.

You think we're
doing that to you?

You have to answer
that for yourself...

Madam Inquisitor.

This doesn't make any sense.

There were
a thousand demons
here last night.

That's what he wants.

He wants to draw us in,
force Clary to use the Cup.

Watch your back!

I forgot how much fun this was.

Graymark!

Where are your claws?

I don't need special powers
to kill you, coward.

Don't bother with that.

It only lights up
for real Shadowhunters.

Find Jocelyn.
I got this.

We need to
find Clary. Now.

Mom.

Mom!

Mom, please, wake up.

Where's Luke?

We left him fighting Blackwell.

Luke told us to
leave him, Clary.

No! What are you doing?
Get back!

Jace, we cannot shut Luke out!
He has to make it inside!

No, Clary,
there is not enough time!

We have to secure the room.

We don't even know
if Luke is still...

Alive?

Jace, no.
You have to tell him!

We cannot shut Luke out!
He will die for nothing!

I can't wake her up.

Luke wants you and
Jocelyn out of here.

That's all he cares about.

Pull yourself together.

Clary, if you don't help us,
no one survives.

Do you understand?
We will get her home.
Look at me!

We will find
a way to wake her up.
Do you believe me?

Get ready.

I'd like to call
Lydia Branwell
to the stand.

I don't see the relevance.

Well, that makes two of us.

I don't see the relevance
of this whole trial.

Ms. Branwell?

If you'll take the stand?

I just have one question.

Why are you prosecuting
this case?

Answer the question, Counselor.

Because the Law is hard, but...

it is the Law.

But that doesn't make it right.

We're trying someone
for being compassionate,

thinking for herself.

She saved a life that was
being sacrificed for nothing.

That will be enough, Branwell.

No... it isn't.

I'm looking out
at the faces here.

A brother and sister
who disagree on everything

except for how much
they love one another...

and how loyal they are
to each other.

A man who took this case

pretending to want payment
in rare objects,

but who really believes

that injustice
toward his friends
is intolerable.

Loyalty,

decency, compassion, love.

These are the concepts
that we should consider

to decide guilt or innocence
in a case like this.

Those are not
the concepts of the Law.

Now, enough of this nonsense.

I agree.

The case is nonsense.

I withdraw the charges.

Silence!

Order!

Silence!

If you think
refusing to prosecute
exculpates the defendant,

you are wrong.

She is guilty.

The defense was correct.

The Clave wants the Mortal Cup.

If it is returned
within 24 hours,

this ruling will be vacated.

If not, Isabelle Lightwood
will be stripped of her runes

and exiled from the society
of the Shadowhunters forever.

Clary, now!

We can't wait any longer.

Demons, I command you!

Find Valentine!

Demons, find Valentine!

Let me try.

Come on.

No.

No.

Valentine.

Demons... attack my enemies!

I command you!

Knock it off, guys!

You're not
the only one who knows
how to cast a glamour.

Should we let the demons
take care of this?

Or... No.

Send them away.

He's mine.

Demons, be gone!

You pretended to be my father.

I wasn't pretending, Jace.
You murdered him.

You're a liar!

I am your father.
I always have been.

The face that you saw
as Michael Wayland was mine.

Then and now.

It was a powerful glamour.

I want you to know me as I am.

To know the truth about me...

and you.

Jace!
Jace, don't listen to him!

He's my father.
We know that for a fact.

Yes, that's true.
That's a fact.

I am your father, Clary.

And Jace's.

Think about it.

Why are the two of you
so drawn together?

You are meant to be.

Blood calls to blood, no?

Ah...

My dear family...
together at last.

A lost mother, found.
A brother and sister,
finally united.

You won't kill me.

You won't kill me.

I said that you were weak,
and I meant it.

What's wrong, Jace?

Can't kill the man
who raised you, hmm?

I can!

Go ahead, Clary.
Two for one.

We can't even fight back, huh?

No?

Come with me, son.
You know that
you love me.

Your sister is
welcome to join us.

And bring your mother along.

We can find a way
to get her moving again.

Jocelyn.

I'm taking you home.

Clary gave Lydia the Cup.

Hodge is taking her
to lock it up until
she goes back to Idris.

Okay.

"Okay"?

That's it, Alec?

I don't want to get into it.

Stop.

I do wanna get into it.

You almost killed me.

You weakened our parabatai
bond just to find me.

You betrayed me.

You lied to me.

You attacked me when I was doing

what we should've
been doing together.

I didn't betray you, Alec.
I saved you from yourself!

If you'd have taken
Meliorn to be tortured,

you would have that
on your conscience
for the rest of your life.

Really?
Really.

Everything you do is for
a higher principle.

You took the Cup,

and you nearly handed it
over to Valentine.

That was not our intention.
You know that.

"Our intention"?

Was it your intention to
risk Izzy's life for hers?

This isn't about Clary.
This is about you.

Now, I'm gonna go
tell my sister...

that she still has a future.

Do you think she can hear us?

Where is she?

Is she trapped in there?
Is she somewhere else?

I mean, I... I look at her,
and I see my mother, but...

How did you know...

that he was Valentine?

There was...
just something off.

He told me that he knew
my mother was pregnant,

but he couldn't have.

You should've told me.

Would you have believed me?

There's something wrong with me.

You wanted to believe him.

I would have, too.

No.

I'm weak.
He was right about that.

I should have killed him.

He's your father, Jace.

Yours, too, Clary.

You would have done it.

I'm sorry we lost the case.

Yeah...

but at least
we lost it with style.

Jace and Clary are back.

They gave the Cup to Lydia.

You're free to go.

You were right,
they came back. You knew!

Oh, I didn't actually.

Well, my work is done here.

Walk me out, will you?

We have some business to settle.

Go. I'll be fine.

As promised... payment in full.

Thank you.

I just want you to know...

Lydia was wonderful in court.

She's great.
So you get it.

No, Alec.

I get her.
I like her.

But you don't have to marry her.

Yes, I do, Magnus.

You'll be lonely
all your life,
and so will she.

Neither of you deserve it.

And I don't either.

I don't know what
to do with these.

You keep them for me.

Wait,
did you see Michael Wayland
transform into Valentine?

After I took care of Blackwell,

I couldn't get back in the room

until all the demons
cleared out.

Huh.

And then all I saw was Jocelyn.

You're still in love with her.

Being a werewolf
didn't change that.

No.

You know, Clary was right.

Some things can't change.

And when you find the one...
that's it.

Yeah.

I don't
know if you know this,
but I thought I found...

you know... It
doesn't matter now.

But there was this other guy.

He was big, handsome,
full of sh...

Forget it, it's okay.

He's okay, you know.
I'm over it.

I guess I'll just
always be alone.

So...

Simon.
Yeah.

There's more to
what happened at Renwick's.

I mean, if you want to know.

Yeah.

Turns out Valentine
is Jace's father
as well as Clary's.

They're brother and sister.

Uh... brother and sis...

Okay.
Wait, so...

Clary and Jace are...
brother and sister.

That means...
That means they can't...

Well, what do you know?

by LiviuBoss
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