"Welcome to the McCain Ranch"
It was dark and quiet but the bugs were singing. Two men rode up to the dark, lonely cabin and called out the man’s name. “Sanchez!” he called in the night. “Sanchez!” He appeared in the doorway the third time his name was called. “We don’t like squatters, Sanchez.” It was a man named Hadley that announced this. But he stood up to the two men. He ordered them to get off his land. “This is government land. I told you we don’t like squatters.”
Hadley was wicked…He smiled a big, evil smile when he learned that Sanchez wasn’t home. He had something planned for sure! Sanchez ordered him off his land. Hadley drew his gun and delivered two quick shots to Sanchez, killing him in cold-blooded murder.
Then the man with Hadley set the house on fired and they quickly rode away.
Sanchez was dead, and his wife saw the whole thing. Sanchez had lied – she wasn’t gone and she would make sure Hadley paid for killing her husband!
The next morning as the hot ashes were still smoking, a man dressed in black on a white horse stared at what was left of the house – an old bed, a chimney…not much else. Then he turned and hurried off toward North Fork to repay Hadley to was he did to his people.
That morning, Mark’s toothache had grown increasingly worse. I had been trying to talk him into going to the doctor, but he didn’t like going and didn’t heed my warnings. That morning, he was hurting so bad that he could hardly walk, so I saddled up the horses, grabbed his books, and headed into town so we could see the doctor.
He sure was in a lot of pain, in fact it jarred his sore tooth to much to even ride. I felt sorry for him, but also knew hew as learning a valuable lesson – he should have come before it got this bad. We slowly walked past the church as we made our way to the Doc’s office. “I know how bad a toothache can feel, son. I’m sure the doc will fix you up in a few minutes,” I assured him. He groaned in pain. “I told you two days ago we should have had it attended to then.” He groaned again. “Hm…” I just watched him. “It’s gotten so bad now you couldn’t ride your horse the last two miles. I don’t take kindly to that much walking.”
“Hmmmm?” Mark turned and looked at me.
“Oh, I’m only joking son,” I stated. I put a sympathetic arm around his shoulders and patted him. “Look, I know it can’t be too much fun for you at a time like this. Let me take the horse.”
Mark started on ahead, moaning and groaning the whole way into Doc’s office. I shook my head as I watched him go. I knew he was in pain, but I couldn’t feel to sorry for him since I had warned him about this two days ago.
I knocked on the Doc’s door as Mark stood beside me. I opened it when Doc told us to come in. “Hello, doc. I’ve got a patient for you.” I walked inside, but Mark held back. “Come on in, son,” I called. But I noticed he was putting on his coat. I suddenly asked him if he was going on a call. He told me he was just on his way to Mrs. Callahan’s. I started to close the door.
But Mark suddenly turned to me. “Well, Dr. Burrage is very busy Pa. May-maybe we could come back tomorrow?" Mark mumbled hopefully. But he wasn’t going to get out of this. Right now I was leaving the choice up to him, but I wasn’t going to put up with anymore of his complaining! I gave my son a look, knowing he was just trying to get out of it. The doc quickly assured Mark he wasn't that busy.
He walked toward Mark. “And don’t you worry about Mrs. Callahan. She’ll probably outlive us all. Go ahead, take a seat.” Doc said as he started rolling up his sleeves.
I shook my head at my son as I went to sit down too. Mark acted more like he was going to the gallows then getting a little tooth pulled! “How’s things at the ranch, Lucas?” Doc asked as he started washing his hands.
“Fine, Doc. The only thing that’s giving us trouble is Mark’s tooth,” I stated as I looked at my son sympathetically.
Doc said it didn’t look too bad from here. “That’s what I was telling Pa!” Mark declared as best he could. Mark was about ready to spring up and race out of there!
“But as long as you’ve come by, suppose I take a look at it anyway?” Doc asked. Mark looked to me for comfort, but he sure wasn’t going to find any! He nervously nodded and allowed the doc to work. Doc gently took off his hat, assuring Mark he wasn’t going to hurt him. But when doc removed the bandana wrapped around his head, Mark groaned. He had to really coax Mark to open his mouth ride enough so he could see the tooth.
"Well, last of his baby molars. Well when you get this one out, your gonna have a man on your hands Lucas," said the Doc. I smiled proudly, knowing this was indeed a big day for me.
"Will it hurt?" Mark asked, suddenly frightened again..
"Ah no, just a little yank," Doc assured him. But Mark didn’t like the way he said that, and he wasn’t at all sure that he wanted a tooth yanked out. Doc could tell he wasn’t sure. "You'd rather have it out, son, then have it bother you for two or three weeks?"
Mark looked over at me, expecting me to tell him what to do. But since this was the day of his manhood, I was going to leave it up to him to make the right decision. "It's up to you son."
He finally agreed to have his tooth pulled, but he still wasn’t too happy about it. "Good. Let's get at it then," Doc stated. He reached for the whiskey bottle on his shelf. He usually gave it to people to help with the pain. I stared in horror at him, and was about to stop him when he realized he couldn't give it to Mark – not only because he was a young boy, but also because he was my boy. Mark was going to have to do this cold-turkey. "We only use this for more serious cases," Doc stated nervously.
Doc grabbed his pliers and told Mark to open up. I watched, but suddenly felt horrible when I saw the pain it caused Mark for him to yank it! No parent like to see his child go through pain. But it was soon over. My boy sure was being brave about the whole thing! I was beginning to think I was going to have to hog tie him to get that tooth pulled! “Now, that didn’t hurt a bit, did it?” Doc asked.
“Uh uh,” Mark agreed, though we both knew he was lying through his teeth (okay, bad pun)…
Doc helped Mark stand from the chair as I looked at him proudly. “Here’s a young man, Lucas.” Boy, this was a proud day for a father indeed!
We walked out of the Doc’s office. “Well, you feeling better son?"
Mark held his cheek where his tooth had just been pulled. "Yeah."
I was certainly glad to hear that! "Good. If you hurry you'll be able to get over to school before morning recess." I said this as plainly as I could, knowing Mark had it in his mind to play up to my sympathies and try to get out of school today.
"School!” Mark exclaimed. See, I was right!
“Mm Hm,” I answered sternly as I looked him in the eye.
He started arguing with me. “But Pa, after all I just had my tooth pulled, and I won't be able to concentrate,” Mark tried.
“Mark, every day of school is important, especially with exams coming up next week.” It was an age-old lecture I was still giving.
But Mark continued arguing with me. He should have known better. “But Pa you don’t understand!”
I put my hands on my hips and looked sternly at him as I spoke. “Look, son, don’t you think I was ever a boy who had a tooth pulled?” I asked him. “I do understand.” That was it. That’s all I was going to say on the matter.
“Yeah, but you never had a tooth like this one,” Mark argued. I was done arguing with this boy though, and was about ready to deliver swift punishment to him if he did get going. I narrowed my eyes at him and gave him a warning look.
Mark suddenly realized how close to the edge he was. Any more arguing would only get him in trouble. So he finally agreed to go, even though I knew he wasn’t happy about it. But I was father and I ruled the roost!
I couldn’t help but smile as I watched Mark run off to school. He certainly had tried! I shook my head as I headed for the horses.
But Micah called me over. "Howdy Micah, what's up?" I asked. He told me that Pedro Sanchez was killed. I was in shock! I couldn’t believe it. Micah told me that Abe had brought the body in late last night.
“How’d it happen?” I asked as I sat down next to Micah. All he knew was that Abe had seen the Sanchez house on fire on his way home. When he stopped to help, he found Pedro with two gunshots in him. “Who did it?” I asked then. He was trying to find out. He had Pedro’s wife and Juan, his neighbor, inside trying to get some answers. He can’t get a word out of them.
“Not even his wife?” I asked. She wouldn’t say a word and he didn’t even know if she could speak English.
But I thought it was something else. “Well you know, they could be afraid of you.” Micah didn’t understand why. “Well, you’re the law and they don’t quite understand the law. They tend to shy away from it,” I explained gently.
“Shy away from it? How can they? After all, one of their own people has been killed!” Micah declared. Micah then asked me to try to talk to her. I told him I would give it a try.
When I walked into Micah’s office, I saw that she was in deep grief. I stood behind her as I apologized to her deeply for her loss. She wouldn’t even speak to me, but kept her head lowered. I turned to Juan, asking him if he saw what happened. I told him he must have seen the fire. “I saw nothing,” he answered.
I looked at Micah, not quite believing Juan. “What about the shots?” I asked.
“I heard nothing, senor.”
I knew he was lying. “Juan, you were his friend! You grew up together!” But he denied knowing anything.
I didn’t want to press Mrs. Sanchez because I knew she was grieving, but Juan left me no choice. I walked over to her and sat down in front of her. I called her name gently, then put my hand under her chin and lifted her head. “Pedro was my friend too,” I gently reminded her. “The one who did this must be punished. You gotta tell us everything you know.” She remained silent. “I’ve heard how you’re people take care of these things yourself, but that’s wrong. Everything must be done according to the law. The law is the same for your people as it is for mine. And it’s the Marshal’s job to see that the law’s carried out. Mrs. Sanchez, you’ve got to help us.”
She stated they would take care of their own, but Juan suddenly came over and stated that it must be handled by the law.
I was unaware how preoccupied Juan had been looking out the window. He was watching for a man, a revenging angel by the name of Baranca. He saw Baranca ride into town on his white horse. That’s why he suddenly told Mark there was something for Micah to see at the Sanchez ranch that would help them find the guilty one. He wanted to show Micah the way. Micah asked me to wait at his office until he got back.
That was Baranca’s cue. He rode up to the saloon and got off his horse. Then after looking around, he walked into the saloon. He wanted to show his power right off. So as soon as he walked in, he announced, "Buenos Dias, senior's, I am Baranca." He walked up to the bar and looked at Hadley sitting there. “I want some of your best tequila, with a slice of lemon and a pinch of salt.” But Sweeney looked at Hadley, who shook his head no. Sweeney told Baranca he didn't have any tequila.
"Too bad," Baranca stated. "Then I'll have some of your best whiskey."
“We don’t have any good whisky either,” Hadley told Baranca as he drank his own whisky.
Baranca continued smiling. “That’s too bad too.”
“You’ll find what you want at the Cantina - other end of town.” Hadley stated.
“Thanks for the advice,” Baranca stated. He straightened up, acting like he was about to leave. But then he asked a question. “Oh, I almost forgot. I have a message for a Mr. Hadley. Can you tell me if he’s here? I’m sure it would mean a great deal to him.”
Hadley turned from the bar and stood up. “I’m Hadley.”
“Mr. Hadley,” Baranca greeted him with a smile. “Baranca is delighted to make your acquaintance.” He leaned against the bar. He looked him up and down, then shook his head. “You don’t look like a man who plays with fire.”
“Fire, Mr. Hadley. Not the kind that warms a house, but the kind that burns it down. I mean the one that snuff’s out life – the fire from the end of a gun.” He gave Hadley a hard stare.
Hadley suddenly laughed. “Boys, he’s a philosopher from…uh…south of de border!” All the other men started laughing too.
“Man of courage laughing at his own death,” Baranca commented. Hadley warned him to get out while he could. “Good idea. We’ll all go out!” Baranca stated. “And you, Senior Hadley, will see how Baranca deals out justice.” Baranca stepped away from the bar and demanded everyone to drop their guns to the floor.
One of the men sitting at the table stood up and drew a gun on him with a smirk on his face. “One should not pull a gun unless one intends to use it,” Baranca stated. The man fires a shot, but some of Baranca’s angels are there and fire a shot at him. Then Baranca demands the whole lot of them to go outside while he and his avenging angels hold guns on them.
After they get outside, he starts speaking to everyone. "People of North Fork, Baranca's law rules here today. My people have sent for me to see that justice is done. So we will proceed. The man who stands before you is named Hadley.” I am standing in the Marshal’s doorway by this time and reached for my rifle as he continued speaking.
“The night that has just passed, did burn the house of one Pedro Sanchez. And he did shoot to death the one Pedro Sanchez. For these things he must pay.”
"I didn't kill Sanchez, I didn't even know him," Hadley declared.
"Do you want these to be the last words you speak?" Baranca stated it was time to get the decision of the jury - the Angels of Baranca all voted, all thumbs down. "Mr. Hadley, you have one minute to pray," said Baranca.
Hadley didn’t like that. Naturally he was scared. “Are you gonna just stand around and…let him kill me?” he asked. Baranca took out his gun and pointed it at Hadley. “You can’t do this!” Hadley stated.
“Your minute is over,” he answered.
That’s when I stepped in. As I came up to him, I turned around to see all the people watching. I cocked my rifle, then held it behind me. “What right have you got condemning this man without a fair trial?” I asked.
“You question Baranca.”
“That’s right,” I answered as I looked around again. And the question still goes, Mr. Baranca.” That’s when he informed me that Baranca’s law rules here today. I turned back toward him. “Why? Because you conveniently got the Marshal out of the way?” I asked. “Well, you can’t just come into this town and take it over.”
“I’m doing it,” Baranca stated.
“No, Mr. Baranca, you think you are. You see, we got our own laws here and we look up to ‘em. And if the Marshal’s not here to impose them, well then it’s up to stop them.” I walked along the people as I spoke. He suddenly told me I was the only one who was trying to stop him. “Well, Mr. Baranca, I’m one of the people.”
I introduced myself to him at his request. He told me he liked me because I stand up for what I believe. “Well, if what you say is true, I’ll take Hadley and then we’ll see that he gets a fair trial, hm?”
But Baranca insisted that he had Hadley in his custody. “Where are your witnesses?” Hadley suddenly asked. “You got no witnesses!”
Baranca didn’t seem to understand, so I flat out asked him if anybody saw him shoot Sanchez. He suddenly called Mrs. Sanchez over. Upon hearing her name, Hadley was suddenly nervous. She bravely walked into the group and right up to Baranca and Hadley. She glanced at Hadley, then looked straight at Baranca. “Is this the man who killed your husband?” Baranca asked her.
She nodded. "She's a liar," Hadley declared. “I’ve got three witnesses who can swear I was nowhere near her place!” Baranca repeated his question, and again she simply nodded her head as she stared coldly at Hadley.
"Well I didn't kill him. Why should I want to kill her husband? Why would I want to kill a dirty squatter?" Hadley yelled. Suddenly, she reached out and slapped him across the face. He went to grab hand her but I grabbed his arm. "She couldn't have seen, she wasn't even there!” He realized a second too late what he was saying. I looked at him and grabbed him by the shirt as I pulled him closer to me to stare into his eyes. He would hang for sure now!
. “Now Mr. McCain, are you questioning Baranca?"
I shoved Hadley away in disgust. "It doesn't change anything. He still gets a fair trail according to law, Baranca.”
“You’re a hard man, Mr. McCain. A hard man.” He smiled at me. “There is a way to settle who’s law is going to rule. Baranca challenges you. You and I will settle this in a manner that’s historic with my people.”
Baranca told Poco to take Hadley and his friend away and guard them.
“I’d say the odds are in your favor, Baranca,” I stated. He asked me what I was talking about and I looked around at his angels on the roofs around town holding guns on us. He stated they wouldn’t interfere – this was a matter of honor between me and him. “It won’t be settled with bullets, Mr. McCain, but with the hands.”
I folded my arms. “You mean fists?”
“Fists,” Baranca repeated. He looked me up and down. “You are a big man, aren’t you? But with fists, Baranca’s a big man too.”
I smiled. This was quite unbelievable! I looked him up and down, not sure how he thought he could beat me in a fistfight. He said he’d explain it to me. “We’ll do it as we do it in the land of Baranca. We’ll stand face-to-face and take turns hitting each other.”
I think I understood. “You mean, you and I will have a fistfight.”
He assured me it wasn’t like animals. He’d stand still while I hit him, then I’d stand still while he ate me. The first one to drop to his knees wins. The winter got to take Hadley. “Do you understand?”
“Mm Hm,” I answered with a nod.
He called Sweeny over to take our guns and hats. But before I engaged in this fistfight, I had one more question. “Who gets the first swing?”
“I chose the weapons and the rules, you’re the first.” I studied him. This was too good to be true! He asked me if I was afraid. I found that a bit humorous!
He stood still, ready for my punch. I warned the people behind him to back up, because I was going to send this man a flying! Then I delivered my punch. It was hard enough to push him back, but he stayed firmly on his feet. I stared at him. I couldn’t believe he was still standing. I guess that meant it was my turn to receive a punch.
He wiggled his finger towards himself, telling me to hold my face so he could punch me. He punched me really hard and I went stumbling back, but I stayed on my feet. He was quite disappointed I was still standing.
The people of North Fork were enjoying this. It was my turn to punch. I positioned his chin then delivered my punch, but he stayed on his feet again.
"I forgot to tell you, I am called 'Baranca with the Iron Jaw'." He hit me again. Man, did it hurt! I didn’t stay standing, but still had my feet firmly on the ground as I kneeled in pain. “Baranca also has an iron fist,” I stated. But just then I noticed that Hadley and his friends had escaped
I stood and smoothed my hair back as I walked back towards him. “A matter of honor, huh Mr. Baranca?” I knew this had to be the last punch, so I had to make it good.
I did. I hit Baranca in the stomach as hard as I could. That landed him flat on his back. I took advantage of him since he didn’t say I could only hit in the chin. We took our weapons back. “Where’s Hadley?” I suddenly asked him.
“I don’t know.”
“Your men know,” I stated angrily.
Baranca asked Pogo, and he reported they were in the stables. Baranca allowed me to go.
I started walking very slowly in that direction as I called to him. “Hadley, come on and give yourself up!” Baranca walked beside me. “Hadley, I’ll advise you not to leave town. I got a feeling Baranca’s men are guarding the roads!”
“Tt tt tt tt tt…” Baranca said. “Bad thing to give a way Baranca’s secrets!”
I called his name again as we got closer to the stable, but there was no answer. “Pretty quiet town. I wouldn’t want to live here,” Baranca stated.
Suddenly shots were fired and we dived behind a water trough. “And I wouldn’t like to die here!” Baranca declared.
“Alright, Hadley. Come on out!” I called to him again.
“And let that loco bandit kill me?” Hadley called. I assured him that Baranca wouldn’t touch him. I was going to arrest him. “So you can hang me?” I told him that would be up to a jury. “I already know the verdict. You want me, you come and get me!”
I knew I was going to have to go in, so I started carefully making my way to the livery stable. I ducked inside the café and went through the back door. Then I snuck into the livery stable from the back. The whole time he was staring out the front window, not even aware that I was gone. I walked up behind him and held my rifle on him. "Alright Hadley, drop the gun.” He slowly turned and looked at me. “Drop it!" I ordered. I didn’t know that Hadley’s friend was behind me. Just then, I heard a shot. Hadley’s friend slumped over the horse’s stall dead. I looked toward the front door. Baranca held his still smoking gun in his hand and shrugged at me. Boy, he was the most relaxed gunfighter I’d ever met!
I was fed up. “Come here, Hadley!” I ordered. “Hurry up!” I was ready for this to be over! I grabbed Hadley by the back of the shirt and went over to Baranca, who was calmly smoking a cigar in the doorway. "Alright Baranca, I had enough of you. Well I've got Hadley. Who's law now Baranca?"
Baranca looked behind me, and then turned and looked back at me. "Baranca and his angels are silent. Is that not you answer?"
I just shook my head at him as I took Hadley over to the jail.
Mark was done with school for the day and he was anxious to get home…or rather I was anxious to get home, but we had to wait until Micah was back. “Feeling better?”
“Yep,” Mark answered. “Pa, you know you were right. After I got to working on that arithmetic test, why I forgot I even had my tooth pulled!” He seemed surprised. Aren’t I always right?
Mark suddenly looked up. “Look Pa!” We watched as Baranca came racing by. He said goodbye to us then rode away. “Pa, he seems like a good man. Why would he want to kill Mr. Hadley without a trial?” Mark asked.
“He is a good man, son,” I answered. “When he came here, he thought he wanted revenge. Because he’s a good man, he knew that what he really wanted was justice.” Mark was deep in thought on that. Suddenly, the kind heartedness in me set in. “Say…um…you think you can get a peppermint stick by that tooth now?” I asked him.
Mark’s eyes grew wide and he pushed passed me. “Oh boy!” he shouted as he ran toward the General store. I laughed as I watched him run.
piddlin' stuff.....Cesare Danova (pronounced Chez-a-ray Da-NO-va) played Count Alfredo Di Marcosini Montova in Duel of Honor, he was the foreigner who is singled out by Groder for his different dress and ways ― Baranca as Baranca, he is the one who came to North Fork to administer his own law, Baranca's law ― The Guest as Mario Rosati, the man who was hired to kill Lucas.
John Milford appeared in eleven episodes ― (Hmmmmm.....does this set any record or maybe there's a tie or maybe someone did more then John? Who could the other Cowboy be?) ― The Blowout as Ross Porter, one of the Porter brothers who was after Al Walker ― The Coward as Dub, he was the one who was reading from George's Journal and making fun ― The Horse Traders as Jonah Winters, he was the dude with the knife ― A Time for Singing as Bro Hadley, he dude who was a bit slow ― Meeting at Midnight as Morgan ― The Pitchman as Marsh Watson, he was the one who tied Mark up ― Baranca as Hadley, he was the one who killed Sanchez ― Dark Day at North Fork as Jack Solby, he tried to kill Lucas when he was blind ― The Clarence Bibs Story as Reade, he was one of the cowboys edging Clarence on to kill Tanner ― The Journey Back as Jess Grady, as one of the squatters, he was the one who held the rifle on Will Temple ― The Assailants as Lt. Price, the soldier in charge.
Joe E. Benson appeared in The Rifleman many times, probably more times than listed. Sometimes credited & sometimes not.
*Please note: In Dark Day at North Fork he appeared as two different characters - as one of the townsmen & the bartender.
Joe was a good friend & a neighbor of Chuck's. He helped Chuck build a tree house for the boys and also help build the addition onto the house which was later called the den. (One of the several tree house pictures)
Joe Benson on the set of Baranca
Gordon Armitage appeared in six episodes of The Rifleman as a townsman ― The Hangman ― Baranca ― Dead Cold Cash ― The Illustrator ― The Lonesome Bride ― The Tinhorn as Joe, a card player.
Jack Kruschen appeared in four episodes. Two episodes as Doc Burrage ― Baranca and Trail of Hate. He appeared in One Went to Denver as Sammy an outlaw that was a member of Tom Birch's gang and The Retired Gun as Clyde Bailey who harassed Wes Carney.
There were two doctors before Doc Burrage although neither of them were ever named or given credit. Those two episodes were The Sharpshooter and The Marshal. In End of a Young Gun Lucas told Hank he should go get Doc Sedley? Doc Burrage was first introduced to The Rifleman in The Pet.
Doc Burrage was a regular character ~ how many different actors played Doc Burrage? Can you name them?
Bill Quinn appeared in thirty-eight episodes as Sweeney the owner/bartender of The North Fork Saloon. Sweeney was first introduced to The Rifleman in The Marshal.
Linda Dangcil played Mrs. Sanchez. She is the one whose husband, Pedro Sanchez, was killed in the beginning, the one Baranca seeks revenge for.
Henry Amargo played Juan. He was the one who took Micah out to the Sanchez's ranch.
Alberto Monte as Poco. He was the one who Baranca told to take the prisoner away and guard him.
Larry Perron appeared in three episodes ― Blood Brother as Dan Cameron, he was one of the men with the People's Committee, (vigilante group) the with the light colored hat ― Baranca as Eddie, he was one of the card players in the saloon and Hadley's partner in crime and Sag in Death Trap as one of Spicer's gang.
Jack Tornek appeared in six episodes — New Orleans Menace as Tiffauges Rider ― Legacy as the preacher — Lariat as the card dealer — Baranca and on of Baranca's Angels ― The Vaqueros as one of the townsmen and Quiet Night, Deadly Night as one of the townsmen.
John Michael Quijada appeared in two episodes ― Baranca, he was one of Baranca's Angels ― Vaqueros as one of the men who helped carry Lucas into Maria's.
Brad Brown as one of the gang members in Baranca.
Archie Butler — Stuntman — Stunt coordinator — Actor - Archie has been in more episodes then anybody with the exception of the regular cast and he probably was in more episode then some of them. ~Arnold Laven
Remember him in The Sharpshooter? Remember when Lucas shot the whiskey bottle and it shattered into pieces? Archie was the cowboy who slid the whiskey bottle to Lucas. Sometimes Archie was a stand-in for Paul Fix.
Joe Garcio appeared as a Townsmen in two episodes ― The Deserter ― Baranca.
Fritz Ford appeared in twenty episodes and still counting. Besides acting in The Rifleman he was also a stunt double for Chuck Connors.
Stuntmen — Do you know who the stunt doubles were for Lucas and for Baranca?
Robert Drew "Bob" Morgan was Baranca's Double / Stuntmen for Baranca.
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