A Rising Tide

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- Experts

warn that Sandy could be wider

and stronger than Irene was

last year, which caused more

than fifteen billion

dollars in damage...

Residents have been

cautioned to prepare for

days without electricity.

- A set

of storms is now expected

from Grand Falls to here in

Atlantic City, New Jersey.

Oh, no, no, no

Sometimes you

don't need a reason

A reason will drive you insane

Now that you're

gone all I can do is

Listen to the beat

of the streets of LA

Sometimes you

can't make it happen

Keep wishing you'd

call out my name

Missing you more than ever

- All right.

Listening to the beat

of the streets of LA

Oh, every night, every

day I call you on the phone

Every night, every

day, I can't let you go

- Hey Dad.

- Did you see the news?

- Yeah, I'm looking at it now.

- They ordered the evacuation.

Shut everything down.

Put out the second

layer of sandbags,

board up the rest

of the windows.

Your mom's packing a few things,

we'll stay with Uncle Marvin.

Meet you here in half an hour?

- I'm prepping the fish Josh

caught off Cape

May this weekend.

- Well...

- It's gonna be a special.

- We're not going to be back

for at least a couple of days,

so toss it.

- I'm gonna stay.

- What?

- Josh spent a half an hour

reelin' these things in.

I've been here all

morning preppin'.

I'll stay, watch over the place,

to make sure nothing

happens, you know?

It'll be fun.

- Look, kid, they're

closing the bridges down,

if you don't come now...

- He's not coming?

- They always say it's going

to be the worst one ever.

Irene was supposed to be

the hundred year storm.

That was last year, nothing

happened here at all.

- Your mother looks concerned.

- His mother is concerned.

- Please, don't

worry, either of you.

I'll make sure nothing happens.

Trust me.

- Alright.

You call me if

anything happens, okay?

- Shame you're gonna

miss out on this sucker.

- Be safe.

- Come on, let's get in the car.

Ooh, I toss and

turn all night baby

- Dude.

- Ah, ha, ha.

- Holy shit.

- My recipe, not my dad's.

His menu's been the

same since I was a kid.

His cooking is driving me crazy.

I want to make

food that surprises

people like I did in New York.

I don't care about the money.

- And now, you're back

here with the rest of us.

I'm on the edge

and about to fall

- Hurricane party 2012!

- Whoo!

- Hey, you're in college.

You like doing shots?

- No.

- Come on.

Water rising in the streets

having breached many sea

walls and beach areas.

Governor Christie in his

press conference saying...

- We're right next to the bay.

Maybe we should put

out more sandbags.

- Nothing's gonna happen.

- Oh, so now you're

a climate scientist.

- Hell yes, damn right I am.

I'm good at hurricane sports.

- As well as a food expert.

- Dude, I am whatever

the hell I wanna be.

I got talent.

Atlantic City High!

- Whoo!

- At least you're

getting paid to cook.

- I do not get

paid to cook food.

I cook comfort food.

- Dude, quit bitching.

- You quit bitching.

- Ah.

- Oh, my God.

- Wow.

It's everywhere.

- Dude, grab some more beers.

Come on, ever dance

in a hurricane before?

- Let go!

Go back inside.

Terry, back inside!

- Ah, f*ck that,

it's dark in there.

Come on, this is amazing!

And if it does

flood, I don't have

to work in this

shit hole anymore.

To not working in a shit hole.

- To not working in a shit hole!

- You guys are crazy!

What if the water gets

in the restaurant?

- I don't care if

this place floods.

I don't care if this

restaurant floods.

- Sam, oh, my god, stop.

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