[♪♪♪]
[PANTING]
[CHATTERING]
[GRUNTS]
[YELLS]
[TYRES SCREECH]
[WOMAN SCREAMS]
[BABY CRYING]
[METAL CREAKING]
[GRUNTS]
[HORN HONKING]
Move, move it! Come on, come on. Let's go!
[HORN HONKING]
Jesus Christ!
Loomis!
[PELLMAN YELLS]
[SCREAMS]
[♪♪♪]
[MAN SPEAKING IN FRENCH]
I need you to come with me.
[PAGER BEEPING]
Just a minute.
Sophie thinks I have a mistress. Are you worried about that?
If you lived with Sophie, you'd understand.
Sometimes I yearn for our bachelor days in the army.
We were happy then, no? Well, I was happy, but you...
I wonder if you've ever been happy.
Now, it's not Sophie that worries me today.
Then what?
Who is he? I thought he was you.
Especially when we couldn't find you. Then one of my men told me
that you were at Major Lescourt's funeral. I thought it was a sick joke.
I almost fired him.
ALAIN: But who is he? SEBASTIEN: A good question.
Come on.
We are talking to witnesses.
Apparently, he was being chased, and there
is evidence he had been recently tortured.
His death was not an easy one. MAN: Here's the bag, sir.
This was found in the victim's pocket.
These matches are from the Hotel Chevre d'Or. Our men are there now.
Let's go. Alain, wait.
This is not your case. I'm not sure I want you involved at this point.
I am involved. Did you see his face?
Are you coming or what?
[♪♪♪]
WOMAN: Monsieur Suverov, thank God!
This man told me you were killed in a car accident.
Good morning, sir. WOMAN: You only had your hair cut.
Suverov? Yes, Mikhail Suverov.
Now, you see. If you want access to his room, why don't you ask M. Suverov?
Oh, good idea. May we search your room, sir?
But of course.
I trust my map to the street you asked for was satisfactory?
It was, thank you.
Did I get any messages? Yes, a telephone message.
Alex Bohemia.
Did he leave a number? No, monsieur.
Thank you.
ALAIN: You heard that woman. Suverov must've been looking for me.
A stranger with your exact face and, according
to the passport, your exact birth date.
He comes here and asks for directions to the
very street where you live. A mystery, yes?
An airline ticket from Nice to New York.
And a New York driver's licence.
Some U.S. cash.
WOMAN: He was born five minutes after you.
I kept both of you for three months.
But I was sick. I couldn't nurse. There wasn't even enough for one of you.
I needed the money. I had to do it.
Tell me now.
Why did you choose me? I didn't.
I didn't have the courage. Somebody else did it for me.
Somebody else?
A lawyer from Paris.
He picked up your brother because you were crying.
He saw my distress and offered me money. He said it was a good family.
Oh, God. What have I done?
You survived. Made a home for me.
You did what you had to do. I don't blame you.
You should've told me. I know.
Can you remember his name, the lawyer?
Why?
Somebody killed him, Mother.
He was trying to come home and they killed him.
Alain, please...
Can you remember his name?
Etienne St. Denis. He had an office in Place Pigalle in Paris.
WOMAN [OVER P.A.]: Express for Paris is now boarding on platform two.
Parents always lie to their children
to prepare them for the way they'll be treated later by the government.
Maybe I'm wasting my time.
But if I don't go now, I'll regret it for the rest of my life.
What do you gain? You'll only open old wounds. The lawyer can't bring him back.
My brother was adopted.
If I can find his family, I can learn about him. I can get to know him.
[♪♪♪]
The lawyer's office is on the sixth floor.
Remember, I'll do the talking, okay? And then seafood.
I promise, seafood before we go home.
[♪♪♪]
[WOMAN 1 SCREAMING]
Get out! Go! Go!
It was the man in the elevator.
WOMAN 2: Help! Please, help!
Help me!
[GASPS]
Don't hurt me.
The adoption papers are here. My boss made me hide them.
He would not give them to anybody.
Stay with me. You'll be safe.
No! Come on, let's go.
[CRASHING]
[GUNSHOTS]
[GRUNTING]
[YELLS]
WOMAN 2: Oh, my God.
Let's go.
Come on.
[SIRENS WAILING]
They've checked the entire floor.
There's no one in there. No body, nothing.
The secretary said a Russian guy showed up, asked her boss a lot of questions.
Got upset with him.
He locked her in her room. Next thing she knew, the place was on fire.
Have you gone through every piece of debris in the office?
We'll keep looking. Good.
He was adopted by a Russian family.
The papers show the father was a Soviet
diplomat who lived in Paris for five years.
And then emigrated to America in 1968.
When's the flight? What flight?
Mikhail's flight to New York. I want his passport.
No, you're a cop, that's evidence.
You think it was a coincidence that guy was Russian?
Who knows what Mikhail was involved in.
Sebastien, what happened to my brother could've happened to me.
Thirty-two years ago, it was only luck that kept me in France.
He made a sacrifice and never knew it. Hey. I've got to go.
That killer obviously did not know Mikhail is dead.
You go to New York with that face and...
Maybe he isn't.
[♪♪♪]
Would you like a vodka before you sleep, Mr. Suverov?
No, thank you. You're welcome.
DRIVER: What you see before you is called gridlock.
Next exit.
I'm writing the great American novel right here on the job.
Literary kind of stuff, you know? Knock the fillings right out of your teeth.
I see evertyhing, you know? That's what it is.
It's all about looking around, observing stuff.
You know what I'm saying? Take you, for
instance, you know? Like that accent of yours.
What's that? That's... - Don't tell me. Don't tell
me. That maybe European or something like that?
Yeah, hey, I'll bet you've got a story to tell.
I mean, this is Davis Hartley here, you know?
I'm not some nickel-and-dime street mutt, you know what I'm saying?
I'm not trying to rip you off or anything like that, you know?
It'd be kind of stupid, a guy like you.
Got a couple of pounds of lead in his eyes.
What's that? Is that maybe grief or something like that, hm?
You wanna talk about it? No.
Maybe you think I'm just trying to rip off your
experiences so that I can put them in my novel, right?
But that's not true, okay?
Davis Hartley is not some moral cretin. You know what I'm saying?
Not precisely. Well, I'm trying to make a point here.
I'm a professional New York City cab driver. You know what that means?
I'm the greatest individual at being able to find anything in the world.
I could find a penguin in a sandstorm.
I don't know what a penguin would be doing in a sandstorm-
Stop talking. Please, stop talking. Hello! Stop talking. You want to help?
After I stop, I'll be busy for a while.
Find a guy named Alex Bohemia.
Who do you think I am? Do you think I'm a magician?
I mean, New York City is a big place. How the
hell am I supposed to find Alex Bohemia?
Kind of like finding a penguin in a sandstorm.
Are you sure you got the right address here?
[CHATTERING]
Where do you boys think this is, Atlantic City?
Jeremy, pick up your milk money and get inside!
Sorry. I'm looking for...
You're in the wrong neighbourhood, man.
I'm looking for a family. Maybe you can...
Wack accent. You're way out of your hood, white boy.
You crazy or what?
Or maybe you a cop. MAN: Hey!
Get the hell out from my building, you little shits!
Come on, old man. He's the chump.
Thank you.
Thanks.
They're not scared of you. They don't know who you are.
They're supposed to be scared?
Everybody's supposed to be scared of you.
Why? Why?
Oh, please. A bigtime gangster like you.
Rich. I thought you'd forgotten about us.
I haven't seen you here in a long time.
I'm not who you think I am.
When his family disappeared, there was a lot of rumours.
Some said they had gone back to Russia.
Others said there was trouble with their grocery in Little Odessa.
The Russian mob controls evertyhing in Little
Odessa. Maybe that's why he joined them.
How old was he? Sixteen. Forced to live on the street.
You gotta be wild and strong to be a white boy growing up in this neighbourhood.
Did he ever mention me? No.
Your brother's. He kept it here all these years.
Was he happy?
Yeah, the last I saw of him. He had matured. Got real serious.
But he had choices. What choices? He was alone.
I'd have taken him in. He was a strange boy.
You should go back to France. What you find here could be ugly.
Did he ever mention someone named Alex Bohemia?
No.
But there's a nightclub in Little Odessa called the Bohemia.
[SINGING IN RUSSIAN]
Your vodka, Mr. Suverov.
Excuse me- Mr. Suverov, you have a phone call.
Follow me.
Mikhail...
Are you crazy? What the hell are you thinking, coming in here?
Look, the reason the key wasn't in the mailbox
is because Darlene didn't show up tonight,
so I don't get a break for another 20 minutes. Here.
You might as well take it now.
Jesus, you shouldn't have come in here.
You should've just gone back and looked for the
key later. What's the matter? Are you all right?
MAN: Excuse me. Alex...
You probably gave half those butt-nosed guys up there a heart attack.
I'm surprised we weren't trampled on the way to the phone.
Look, you'd better get out of here.
I'll see you as soon as I get off, all right?
Don't even think about going to sleep. We've got some catching up to do.
Just tell me, is evertyhing gonna be okay?
Get out of here.
Mikhail, you need to go back inside. Ivan wants to talk to you.
We were family. You betrayed us.
[YELLS]
Enough, Mikhail.
Enough!
This is your lucky day.
[TYRES SCREECHING]
Get in!
That was dynamite.
Any of those guys Alex Bohemia? No.
Good. I guess that would've been structural letdown, eh?
Do you know this place? Yeah, it's a fleabag hotel.
They say that Bret Easton Ellis, he got drunk,
you know, and he threw up in a fig tree.
The thing won't stop growing. They gotta trim it. They gotta keep trimming it.
Just relax. He's a very good writer.
Relax. Just relax. Okay.
Thanks.
I'll wait here for you. Thank you for your help.
Wait, we're not done yet. We gotta find
Alex. My whole first chapter hangs on that.
Go home and use your imagination for chapter one.
[MUSIC PLAYS OVER STEREO]
Hi. Last time I was here I stayed in room 323. Kind of a good-luck thing.
Is it available?
No. But I got 305 across the hall. That's fine.
Sign.
[WOMAN SINGING IN RUSSIAN]
ALEX: Good evening, Mr. Dzasokhov. You're a very pretty girl, Alex.
You know that? Thank you.
Will you do me a favour?
The band is too loud. It's a birthday party.
The band is too loud.
Ten minutes, Yuri. Ten minutes.
All I asked was that you hold Mikhail for 10 minutes.
Is that a long time?
No, that is a very short time.
How long can you hold your breath, Yuri?
[GASPING]
I knew a fellow in Odessa once who could
hold his breath for 5 minutes, 33 seconds.
Did Mikhail talk to anyone while he was here?
Nicholas, please, the man is trying to speak.
He was talking
to her.
So, what did you and Mikhail talk about?
I told him he had a phone call.
The caviar is fresh tonight.
Did I tell you what a pretty girl you are?
Let me ask you something, sweetheart.
Do you have any idea what will happen to you if you lie to me?
I will never lie to you, Mr. Dzasokhov. Because if you lie to me, pretty girl,
you won't be pretty anymore.
Get back to work.
What she needs is a good...
[KNOCKING ON DOOR]
ALEX: What are you doing over there?
I've missed you.
Mm. You're so tense. I'll help loosen you up.
What's this?
Are you playing hard to get?
Is this a game?
All right, have it your way.
But no handcuffs this time.
Hm. Mm.
You've gotten a lot harder since you went away.
Ivan was all over me after you left tonight.
He kept asking me stuff.
Did I talk to you? What did I say?
He's like something that crawls out of an old pipe.
It's okay.
In a few days, this will all be behind us.
I can't do it.
I'm not Mikhail. He's dead.
[KNOCKING ON DOOR]
Come here.
Shit.
Look, I am positive the girl went up to 323. I had the maid-
The room is empty. I was just up there. Now,
you saw her come in. When did she leave?
Do you recognise this man?
Yeah! Yeah, he checked in across the hall, room 305.
Room 305. Okay. Good, let's go!
I found this. Where did he go?
Where did he go? Tell me!
I want them dead.
Down.
[MUSIC PLAYING OVER SPEAKERS]
[SCREAMS]
Hold it!
[SCREAMS]
[PEOPLE SCREAMING]
Get in! Get in! Get in!
ALAIN: Go!
[HORN HONKING]
Keep moving.
What's wrong? Are you okay?
You were supposed to go home and write.
Who needs home? I'm always working, anyway.
I guess we got chapter one finished.
Oh, my God. Is this Alex Bohemia?
That's great. Unexpected development. The whole thing's so scary.
[♪♪♪]
We gotta go. Come on.
Come on.
- Zanzibar Club. Police are stating that an
unidentified man and woman were being pursued...
He was in trouble.
He wouldn't admit it, though.
He always said he had evertyhing under control.
That he had a lot of money put away. Enough for a lifetime.
Said he had a plan that would get him out of the mob. I guess he was wrong.
They found him.
What did my brother mean to you?
Everything.
Take me to his place. I want to get to know him.
Take you to his place? Are you crazy?
You show up and start this mess that almost gets us killed.
You don't have a clue who you're dealing with, do you?
Look, if you wanna kill yourself, be my guest.
But who gave you the right to risk my life?
I can't go home. I can't go to work.
You've painted a big, red target on my back.
Where's the cheque?
Hey.
Mikhail used to say we can never stay in one place too long.
We have to move all the time.
It's time for us to move. They'll find us.
The cabby didn't have to die, you know.
This is just the beginning.
I've seen it before. They won't stop until you're dead too.
You can't go to the police. You can't hide.
Ivan and his boss, Kirov, are relentless.
All right, I'Il bring you to your brother's home.
[CHATTERING]
MAN: This explains why Mikhail picked a bank in Nice.
It looks like we've got another chance.
How did he manage to hide a twin brother from us?
Sir, Mikhail never communicated with him.
If he had, we'd have known about it.
Well, in less than 56 hours, that bank in Nice opens a safe-deposit box
and we all read about ourselves in The New York Times.
And if that happens,
we'll be spending the rest of our lives
wondering how the hell we screwed up so badly.
Remember, Washington doesn't really like
federal agents working for the Russian mob.
Our names are on that list.
Get the brother. Convince him to work with us in Nice.
We don't have any options.
We'll get him.
Oh, and guys, keep this one alive. I doubt if they were triplets.
Triplets...
Hey, Alex, what are you doing?
[GROANS]
[GRUNTING]
[CRACKING]
[SCREAMING]
ALEX: Look at this mess.
Hey. Hey.
You know, maybe if you told me what you're looking for, I could help you find it.
I wouldn't know what to tell you. I'm just looking.
What did you find? He knew about me.
What did you do in the war?
Sniper.
Why wait five years to find me?
[BANGING]
MAN: Jimmy! You in there?
Jimmy, open up, you shithead! This stuff's hot.
[GRUNTING]
ALAIN: This is not your lucky day.
Tell your boss to leave me the fuck alone!
[YELLS]
Ivan. You look like your parrot died.
[BOTH CHUCKLING]
Mikhail's back. Bring him to me.
How can I bring him in when I've got my hands tied behind my back?
Let me deal with him my own way.
This is not a democracy. You do what I say, understand?
Mikhail has caused no trouble.
If FBI had list, believe me, we'd have major war with Italians, with everyone.
If he is here, the list is still in France.
I will convince Mikhail to take proper course of action. So bring him to me.
I meant no disrespect. I'm just worried.
Remember when you told me about Goradni talking to the FBI?
And Pietro? And Andrea?
I took care of them for you, Dmitri, but Mikhail is different.
I know you feel like he's your son.
Yes, Dimitri.
ALAIN: Is this also Mikhail's place?
ALEX: No, my friend's. Mikhail and I used to come here to escape.
So you looked pretty comfortable with that gun stuck in that guy's neck today.
Although that didn't scare me as much as
when you tried to drown him in the Jacuzzi.
I lost it. Sorry.
How long you been working at the Bohemia?
About a year.
I used to dance. Nightclubs.
I make less money now, but it's a little more respectable.
You know, I doubt you'll find anything here of your brother's.
It's worth trying.
What did he do to make all these people want to kill him?
Mikhail talked about some insurance policy
or something that would keep him alive.
The FBI was following him, pressuring him to turn evidence on Kirov.
You think those aren't enough reasons to kill him?
The only time my brother and I connected
was when he died.
We both lost something.
[DOOR OPENS]
PELLMAN: Rise and shine, boys and girls.
Special Agent Pellman, Loomis. FBI.
How are you?
Alex Bartlett and Alain Moreau.
I believe we share mutual concerns.
Now, we know you're not Mikhail.
We know you're not, you know, part of the Russian mob.
That's a first. What do you want?
We want to nail the guys that are trying to kill you.
And?
Well, Mikhail kept a list. A detailed list.
People, places, events. Pretty much outlines the entire Russian mob operation.
Mikhail was working with us. He was helping
us with our investigation of the Russian mob.
Fact is,
your brother wanted to set things right. He wanted
to set things straight. He wanted to help us.
He was going to give us the list before he was killed.
The list is in a safe-deposit box in a bank in Nice.
What we want you to do is we want you to come with us to the bank, to Nice,
and pretend...
That I'm Mikhail.
Exactly. Exactly. We knew you'd wanna help.
But I don't. Can you protect her from being killed?
Can you protect me? You sure didn't protect my brother.
Hey, pal, we're your only hope.
I'll take my chances.
Why don't we try another approach, okay? Come here.
[ALEX YELLS]
[GRUNTING]
I don't understand what's happening. They're the FBI.
They're supposed to help us. At gunpoint it's not called help.
Nothing makes sense. Who isn't trying to kill us at this point?
When the FBI told you Mikhail was working
with them, you didn't believe them, did you?
No way. He would've told me. I know he would've.
So they lied. They knew my brother was dead.
The Russians didn't know about it. The Russians were pissed at me,
but not surprised to see me alive.
So if the Russians didn't kill him...
Follow the list. Who else cares about it?
The FBI. The FBI, yeah.
Where are you going? To see Kirov.
You can't leave me here. I'm coming with you.
It's too dangerous.
Can't believe this is happening again. First Mikhail, and now you?
Alain, you've gotta let me come with you. We're in this together, right?
Alex, I promise you I'll come back for you.
I promise.
[WOMAN SINGING IN RUSSIAN]
Take me to Kirov.
Now.
[SINGING IN RUSSIAN]
Sit down.
Kirov asked me to bring him in.
I'm so sorry, Kirov.
Don't do it.
Back off!
I came to talk to Kirov.
Mikhail?
No, you're not Mikhail. Who are you? I'm his brother.
If you are brother, where is Mikhail? He's dead.
I see I got your attention. How did he die?
You tell me. I had nothing to do with his death.
You don't need your gun. You're safe here.
Your people tried to kill me. They thought I was Mikhail.
Impossible. I wanted to speak to him, not kill him.
To speak? In what language?
They tried to kill me and almost succeeded.
Dimitri- Get out.
I just wanted- Get out!
Go look after Ivan.
Mikhail...
I'm sorry. What is your name?
Alain. Alain. Come. We need to talk.
Ivan and Mikhail, they were like sons to me.
I need a favour.
I want to go back to Nice.
Back home.
Yes, I can help you.
Mikhail had a list in a bank in Nice.
Get it for me. We help each other.
[♪♪♪]
[GRUNTING]
Go.
MAN: Call an ambulance.
[HORN HONKING]
[♪♪♪]
[PEOPLE SCREAMING]
The other side! Get him!
[GUNSHOTS]
[SIRENS WAILING]
Don't move! Okay, Peter Pan.
Get in the car.
Did you know I had a contract out on him? If you weren't
protecting him, he would be dead in his cell right now.
The problem with you, Ivan, is you don't think. You kill. You're not Kirov.
What did you say?
We need him to get the list, Ivan. Why would he get you the list?
Because you're gonna help us make sure he understands what happens
if he's not a good boy in Nice.
And after?
We have 24 hours left. Work with us on this, and
he's all yours. I don't care what you do with him.
Ivan, listen, we know you have an alibi for Kirov's death,
but we also know that you had him killed.
So after this, let's start fresh. No more
trouble around here. Is that okay with you?
Listen to me. I'm running things now. My way.
That girl knows too much. She's mine now.
You have visitors.
So I'm hoping a good night's sleep is all you needed to see the light.
You win.
[MUSIC PLAYS ON RADIO]
In a few hours we go banking. So try and get some rest.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Don't worry about it, Loomis. I checked it out. Everything's copacetic.
So, what's the plan?
We've got to get out of here.
No plan.
Nothing.
Alain, about tomorrow...
Tomorrow I really find out who my brother was.
They're not gonna let us go, even when they get the list.
[♪♪♪]
[BREATHING HEAVILY]
[♪♪♪]
Monsieur Suverov, welcome again.
If there is anything I can do for you, do not hesitate to make a request.
We'd just like to go right in, if that's okay.
I'm sorry. Only Mr. Suverov. The vault is for customers only.
PELLMAN: Sir, my colleague and I- I'm sorry, sir, bank policy.
Please, Monsieur Suverov, come with me.
Please make yourself comfortable and stay as long as you desire.
Unfortunately we must go through the identity protocol again.
Yeah, okay.
Please, identify yourself. Mikhail Suverov.
And the second name? Um, Alain Moreau.
Your mother's Christian given name. Chantal Moreau.
Clean and quiet.
Here, monsieur.
Do you smoke? No, sir, I don't.
Can I get a cigarette? Of course, monsieur.
And some gum. Thank you. Certainly.
I need access to my security box. May I see your ID?
This is the one under the name Alain Moreau.
[♪♪♪]
[SPEAKS IN FRENCH]
MIKHAIL [ON RECORDING]: Only you could access this box,
therefore one of two things has happened:
We are together again, as we should have been, a family,
or I am dead, and you shouldn't trust anyone.
I know you are a great marksman, therefore
I'm leaving you a gift. Your favourite.
One of the boxes contains evidence against government agents and the Russian mob.
Hand it over to the American Embassy.
Alain, when I found out about you, it was luck. A newspaper.
The moment I saw the picture, I knew I had a brother in this world.
You, my brother, reminded me that I had a chance, and I decided to quit the mob.
I didn't contact you because everything I touched in my world turned to poison.
I've tried all these years to leave my life behind. To reunite us.
I'm sorry if that never happens. Please forgive me. I want you to tell our mother
that I don't blame her for what she did. The life I've lived has taught me this.
I only hope that we are listening to this tape together.
The money is for you and our mother. You are my only friend. God bless.
Have everything in the small box turned over to the American Embassy.
You understand? Perfectly, sir.
[♪♪♪]
[SCREAMS]
[ALARM RINGING]
[GRUNTING]
[SPEAKING IN FRENCH]
Sit down. Just sit.
Get the fuck out of here!
[YELLS]
[YELLING]
We're clearing the building. We can't leave without our guy.
You can meet him outside. Everyone is being cleared to the street.
[SCREAMING]
ALAIN: Don't shoot. I'm a cop. MAN: We'll see about that.
Let's go, come on.
[SIRENS WAILING]
Sorry, sir.
Let's go.
MAN: Put your hands where we can see them and step out of the van.
Keep your hands where we can see them and step out of the van.
Back it up!
[PEOPLE SCREAMING]
Get out!
If you move, you die.
Sebastien!
Sebastien. Come on.
Me first. Get me out!
Take a number.
Don't leave me, please. I beg you.
Help me!
[IVAN SCREAMING]
Are you okay? Yeah, thank you.
The two men, they took the girl with them, that way.
Don't shoot. Where did they go?
Down there.
I need the car. Sorry.
He's coming up.
[ALEX YELLING INDISTINCTLY]
PELLMAN: Shut up!
[HORN HONKING]
Try that again and you're dead! You hear me?
[TYRES SCREECHING]
Come on.
[GRUNTING]
Come on.
Alain!
I want you to listen to me now. I know you don't have the list.
But that doesn't matter now, see?
Because I want the money.
I know you have Mikhail's money and I want it.
Why don't you give it to me? Then you walk.
Do we have a deal?
Do we have a deal? I don't think you get it,
pal! I will kill her! Do you understand me?
[♪♪♪]
[MOTOR HUMMING]
[SIRENS WAILING]
The Americans are ecstatic over Mikhail's evidence.
They've made dozens of arrests.
And thanks to his money, you can afford to eat here.
Hello, Alain? Are you nervous Alex meeting your mother?
I'm not nervous.
Okay, I'm nervous.
[BRAKES SQUEAK]
Well, it's too late now.
[♪♪♪]
Wish me luck, okay?
Do you feel okay? Because it's no reason to be nervous.
I'm not nervous. Good.
You know, let's take a walk. It's nearby.
It's relaxing.
Okay, good. Because I think one of us needs to relax.
Do you know what you will say?
I'm not asking you to lie.
I don't need to lie, Alain. I'll tell your mother the truth about Mikhail.
That he was kind and generous.
Honest.
Just like his brother.
Thank you.
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[TERRY WOOD'S "WITHOUT YOU" PLAYS]
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