Arctic Blast

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Until now ...

RESEARCH VESSEL NORTHSTAR

Field Station in Hobart

Alex from North Star, entered.

May I speak to Jack?

- Jack, North Star on a line.

- Thanks.

- How's it going, Alex?

- Fine, but now you hear.

- I would like to see the eclipse.

- Not working.

The moon has covered the sun.

We are in the shade.

Strange. Eclipse looks like

a large, empty, black hole.

- By Jarrod head inside.

- Thank you, young nerd.

Are your parents not geniuses?

My mother is a forensic doctor,

and my father is a meteorologist.

I did not know

that your father studied meteors.

Why we find ourselves in him?

- What about the last ozone sector?

- It's thin. It has become weaker.

Thank you China for all the fossil

fuels, they close out.

I could cite many other countries.

When I come back, we open

the bottle of whiskey, I have saved.

We found a discrepancy.

Look up. Far up.

- How far?

- About 85 kilometers.

The temperature in mesosfren

dropped by 11 degrees.

- Is it the eclipse?

- Publish a thesis on it.

An article by

the disobedient atmospheric physicist.

- No, then I get only problems.

- To do always.

The I realized

when I was married.

- Alex and I prefer single life.

- Clear. I love being single.

Go back to your classroom.

Now the boring

eclipse over.

Are you taking it?

- Jack Tate's phone service.

- May I speak to Jack?

It's your wife.

- Emma ...

- How are you?

- Divorce lawyer! I forgot about it.

- You are 20 minutes delayed.

Excuse

but there was something important.

- When can you be here?

- About 45 minutes.

We can take a cup of coffee.

We wait.

- You heard it well too.

- Yes. It grieves me, mate.

Check energiabsorberingen

and temperature decreased.

Yes, it's no problem.

We take care of us. You have much to do.

Keep weekends free.

- Are you sure? And all the data?

- We have backup.

- And we're coming back.

- Thanks. See you on Monday.

Good luck.

Jack?

- If you want to talk to someone ...

- I get along. Thanks, Zoe.

Captain, let's sail to Hobart

and try to save a little of the weekend.

Understood.

The temperature drops drastically.

What happens?

Captain?

Captain?

Up to the bridge!

Hobart, Australia

Another beautiful spring day in Hobart.

It is 22 degrees.

The sun will shine for a few days.

- Jack Tate.

- I've waited two days.

- Where is last week's report?

- It is coming.

We have some unusual data

which takes longer to analyze.

- How much longer?

- Very soon.

I would just remind you about:

the last time you exceeded the budget ...

- Walter, you disappear.

- Do not fall behind again, Jack.

You have one week.

Call you later ... Runs through ...

No coverage ...

He annoys me.

- I have tolerated it for 12 years.

- He is ICRO's best field researcher.

- Give him some slack.

- You're right.

Instead, Beijing is his

next job done in. .. Siberia.

Are you sure that you do not

can get together again?

- Completely safe.

- Completely safe?

You will not beat you down. We are

in my hometown. Naomi thrives here ...

- ... And you take a job in Beijing!

- I will not leave ICRO.

That's why

our marriage is not working.

We must talk about it, but not

in front of a blood-sucking parasite.

We talk constantly, but nothing happens.

I want a divorce.

Give me some time, I release it.

I drop the project in Beijing.

- I've heard that before.

- A little more time. Tell me yes ...

- Where are you going, my slut?

- To Franny. I go.

- We should talk, Naomi.

- If you forgot my birthday?

- I had planned a surprise.

- Yes, certainly. I must go.

- Give me a chance!

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