The Wave Page #3

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We're talking about an

80 meter tall wave here!

After ten minutes,

Geiranger is no more!

We know what might happen

just as well as you do.

It sure doesn't seem like it!

What the f*** do you want me to do?

You want me to press this,

and create total panic?

Cancel the tourist season before it starts?

Since when did you start

caring about tourism?

That's not what

this is about!

What do you think will happen-

- if we start crying wolf every time

something happens up there?

What the f*** do we do

when the slide actually happens?!

Then tell me what we should do.

Code Yellow. I want the mountain,

fully staffed at all hours.

Yeah.

What do you thing?

Are you just gonna stand there and watch?!

Jacob?

Kristian, listen.

I understand that you're upset.

I know you only want what's best,

but now you'll have to calm down a little.

We've found some torn wires.

There's nothing indicating that

something is going to happen.

The mountain is quiet, Kristian.

Okay. I'm sorry.

I don't know what came over me.

I'm not going to...

Didn't bother waiting

call MOM

Oh, f*** me...

Jesus...

Oh man... You're so f***ed...

There's a visitor for you.

Are you totally mad?

You can't just leave the kids in the car

and work for several hours.

- I know, I'm sorry.

- You don't even work there anymore.

- I f***ed up.

- Yes, you did.

I had a bad feeling, and...

Yeah... There won't be any Stavanger today.

- Nei...

- Okay...

I think you guys

will sleep at the hotel tonight.

- Great.

- You wanna do that? Okay?

- Then you'll try again tomorrow?

- Yeah.

But I want to sleep at home.

That place is empty,

honey, and not nice at all.

I want to say goodbye to the house.

If you want to do that,

then we'll make sure of that.

Is that all right?

The house it is, then.

- You want to come along?

- Nah.

- I'll get you a room in the hotel.

- Yes, please.

Say goodbye from me as well.

There we go. Good night, my dear.

Bye, boss.

I'll see you tomorrow.

- Okay, let's go get your stuff.

- What was your name?

My name is Sondre Eikjord.

- Daddy, can I sit in the front?

- Of course!

Okay, seat belt on.

And tighten.

Okay, we're ready.

- Daddy?

- Yeah?

Are you and mommy going

to get a divorce now?

No. No, we're not

getting a divorce.

We had a little fight

and later we'll be friends again.

And then everything will be alright again.

I hope...

- That's life.

- That's life!

Here's your room.

There.

I hope the room

is as you hoped it would be.

- Enjoy.

- I will.

Can I go work for a little? You know which

bottles you can't touch in the minibar?

I do.

And which TV-channels you can't watch?

Watch out.

Where are you sleeping, daddy?

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